"You're not from the Land of Wind?" Naruto asked; the mystery kunoichi glared at him. "Well, you seem to nice to be from that place anyway..."

A small red blush appeared on the female ninja's cheeks. Though flattery was something Naruto was good at, courtesy of the innate, mischievous nature of the Demon Fox and his desire to befriend many who cross paths with him, she could not allow her feelings of friendship get in her way of owning Naruto with her smelly, soft feet. There may never be another chance like this for her or the rest of her kunoichi friends.

"Actually, I am really from..."