“Naruto I'm sorry but I cannot believe what I am seeing here. Correct me if I'm wrong, but are you reading a book?”
The troublesome blonde Sticks out his tongue
*in some shady bar In the corner of the village a man with hair looking like a black pineapple sneezes*
“What are you reading Naruto? What book could possibly capture your attention.
“Oh this…. ICHA ICHA?”
“What the fuck do you mean ICHA ICHA, Is our marriage not fulfilling enough to you or something?”
The blonde vigorously shakes his head “That's not it at all. I'm reading a draft.”
I pause.
“How are you reading a draft if the writer is dead and has been for years?”
The blonde's grin falls a bit.
“The pervy sage left me just about everything he owned in his will. Including the rights to the series. So I've decided to continue it for him although at a much slower pace.”
“I'm sorry, my dear husband but did you just say you are going to start writing pornography? As in Male on female fucking her into the bed smut”
Naruto turns almost as green as the leaves of the trees outside.
“Hell no, It's gonna be just about as gay as I am.” I cringe
“Would anybody even buy something as gay as that?” I am a bit worried.
“Eh, I'm sure that somebody is interested in Reading Young adult gay panic and drama With a side Graphic anal and oral sex. With some females thrown in every once in a while for threesomes To please the bisexual fans. But basically the straight people are just gonna have to deal with Yoai or not deal with it at all” 'So you're going to write men fucking men fucking women?'
‘No way this doesn't end in disaster.’
One month later Naruto's first book “ICHA ICHA: Steamy Springs Love” Hits the shelf.
Two months after that, it sold better than anything Jiraiya ever wrote