Chapter 6: Emotional Feedback. 

Standing there like a Deer in Head lights, Malik thought to himself," How the hell am I supposed to explain this to them?". 

"You see What had happened was . . . ?" Malik tried to say, while both girls got up from the ground and turned to him. 

Malik gathers his courage, looking at them both with a sincerity that leaves no room for doubt. "I need to tell you something," he begins, his voice steady despite the turmoil of emotions within him. "I'm in love with both of you." 

He pauses, letting the words sink in before continuing. "But I also know that I'm probably going to fall in love with a lot of people in the future. That's just who I am. But I want you to know that no matter who comes into my life, you two will always have a special place in my heart." 

His confession hangs in the air, a testament to his honesty and his feelings. "I can't promise that I won't fall in love with others," he admits, "but I can promise that I'll always cherish the love I have for you both. I hope you can understand that." 

With that, Malik falls silent, his confession complete. He looks at them, hoping they understand his feelings and accept him for who he is. He knows he can't control how they'll react, but he also knows that he needs to be honest with them - and with himself. 

Ino and Sakura both looked at each other, with blank faces, then back to Malik, clearly communicating with each other without words. 

"I'm going home," they said in unison, walking away in opposite directions. 

("You know I should have paid more attention to my phone; it literally tells me if one of them is close") Malik thought. 

[Warning Sakura Haruno is Very Upset: Feedback incoming] 

[Warning Ino Yamanaka is Very Upset: Feedback incoming] 

("What the hell does Feedback mean?") 

Malik found out the hard way a few hours later that night: 

He got sick, not just normal sick but stuck in bad for several days sick. 

Missing both the Graduation exam and the forming's of the teams from the original show. Knowing the only way for him to not be sick anymore was to make them not upset anymore, he tried to muster strength he didn't have. 

After a week of this Malik noticed Sakura general location moved further and further away from the village indicating that the Land of Waves arc started. 

Being sick was never pleasant, but for Malik, the worst part was the loneliness that came with it. The silence of his home seemed to echo around him, amplifying his feelings of isolation. He missed the chatter of his friends, the hustle and bustle of the village, the simple joy of being around people. 

But in the midst of his illness, Malik discovered something unusual. He realized that he didn't need to eat or drink, and he didn't even need to use the restroom. It was as if his body had adapted to his condition, sustaining itself without the need for sustenance. 

This revelation left him with a sense of wonder and confusion. Was this another side effect of being in the Naruto world? Or was it a result of his own unique abilities? As he pondered these questions, he couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue. Despite his sickness, he was learning more about himself and his capabilities. 

Despite his newfound knowledge, Malik couldn't shake off the loneliness. In this world, he only had two friends - the two girls who had been (Sort of) by his side. He longed for their company, for the warmth of their smiles, for the sound of their laughter. But he knew that wasn't enough. He needed to make more connections, to build more friendships. 

With this realization, Malik made up his mind. He decided that once he got better, he would put more effort into meeting new people and forming new bonds. He wouldn't let himself be isolated anymore. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to try. 

And with that thought in mind, he closed his eyes, letting sleep take over. He knew that tomorrow would be a new day, a new opportunity to make those connections. And he was ready to face it. For now, though, he needed to rest and recover. Because he knew that he couldn't help others if he didn't take care of himself first. 

Malik was feeling under the weather, his body aching and his head throbbing. He was tucked into his bed when he heard the front door open. Confused, he wondered who could it be, as he never gave out any keys to his house. 

To his surprise, Ino's mother, Yaino, and Sakura's mother, Mebuki, walked into his room. Mebuki, with her fair skin and shoulder-length blonde hair, was dressed in a white qipao dress adorned with three red circular designs. Underneath the dress, she wore pink ¾-length pants and brown sandals. Her light brown eyes, devoid of pupils, held a warmth that instantly made Malik feel a bit better. 

Yaino, on the other hand, had a calm and collected demeanor. She was dressed in her usual a dark teal elegant dress, which sported an aquamarine-colored gem below the collar. Her blonde hair was tied back in a bun with a red ribbon, and strands of hair framed both sides of her face, hanging over her ears from behind them. 

"Our daughters asked us to come and take care of you," Yaino explained, noticing Malik's confusion. "They gave us the keys to your house." 

Malik was taken aback. He never knew that Ino and Sakura had keys to his house. But seeing the concern in their mothers' eyes, he couldn't help but feel touched. Despite his confusion, he felt a sense of comfort knowing that he was in good hands. 

As the day went on, Yaino and Mebuki took turns taking care of Malik, making him soup and ensuring he was comfortable. Their presence, their care, it all made Malik feel cherished and loved. Later that night after they had left Ino showed up. 

Later that night Ino showed up. Ino enters the room, her face a mix of concern and determination. She approaches the bedside, her eyes scanning Maliks pale face and sweat-dampened hair which was a stark difference between his healthy milk cholate skin color. "Malik, how are you feeling?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. 

He musters up a weak smile, his throat dry and scratchy. "I've been better," he admits, his voice hoarse. 

Ino nods, her eyes filled with understanding. "I'm sorry for what happened earlier," she says, her voice filled with regret. "I had no idea that Sakura felt that way about you." 

He takes a deep breath, his body aching from the weight of the confession and the consequences that followed. "It's okay, Ino. I understand why you reacted that way." 

Ino looks down at her hands, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. Ino takes a deep breath before speaking again. "I hope you know that I care about you too, Malik. But I don't know if I can share you with someone else. It's just not something I'm comfortable with." 

Reaching out and taking her hand in his, the touch warm and gentle. "I understand, Ino. And I respect your feelings. But I can't change how I feel either. I love you, but I also love Sakura. And I want to be honest and true to both of you." 

Ino looks at him, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. He can see the pain and confusion in her gaze, but also the love and care. She squeezes his hand gently, her touch reassuring. "I need some time to think, Malik. Can you give me that?" 

He nods, his heart heavy with the weight of the confession. Moving his hand up, he cups her double D size breast. Ino looks at him in surprise, but then she relaxes into his touch. He can feel her heart beating faster under his hand, and he can't help but feel a surge of affection for her. 

"Malik, we can't," she whispers, but he can hear the longing in her voice. 

Using most of his energy he leans in closer to her, his eyes locked onto hers. "I know, Ino. But I can't help how I feel," he says, Maliks voice soft and earnest. 

He leans in closer, lips brushing against hers. Ino responds hesitantly at first, but then she deepens the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck. 

The kiss is tender and passionate, a moment of connection between the two of them. But as Malik pushes his erection onto Ino he feels her warmth. Ino pulls away abruptly, her eyes wide with shock. "Malik, we can't do this," she says, her voice shaking. 

He looks at her, his expression filled with false regret. He knows she's right, but it doesn't make the longing any less intense, shrugging. "I know, Ino. We could do something else if you want," he says but not as a question, his voice filled with desire. 

Ino takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "okay, Malik.," she says, her voice soft. 

Maik nods "Do whatever you feel like, hon". Ino looks at him, her eyes searching his face for any sign of hesitation. Seeing none, she nods slowly and begins to undress. She pulls her shirt over her head, revealing her smooth, porcelain skin. Her breasts are large and firm, encased in a lacy bra that barely contains them. She undoes the clasp, letting the bra fall to the ground and revealing her full, round breasts. Her nipples are hard and sensitive, and she gasps as Maliks hands come up to cup them. 

She then slowly starts to remove her skirt, revealing her matching lacy underwear. She slides them down her legs, stepping out of them gracefully. She is now standing before him in nothing but her socks, her body on display for him. She looks shy, but also excited, her breath coming in soft gasps. Ino's body is a vision of beauty and vulnerability. Her curves are soft and inviting, her skin smooth and unblemished. Malik can't help but feel a deep admiration for her as he takes in every inch of her body. 

"Malik," she whispers his name, her voice filled with longing. He looks up to meet her gaze, eyes filled with desire. 

Ino nods, obeying an unspoken command. She bends down to remove her socks, her movements slow and deliberate "Keep the socks", Malik says. Once she is completely naked besides the socks, she stands up straight, her body on display for him. He can see the desire in her eyes. 

Ino takes a deep breath before stepping closer to the bed. She climbs onto the bed, her body hovering over his. He can feel the heat radiating off of her, and he can't help but reach up to touch her. His hands explore her body, feeling the softness of her skin and the curves of her figure. She leans down to kiss him again, her body pressing against his. 

The feeling of her bare skin against his is intoxicating, and he can feel himself getting lost in the moment, running his hands through her hair, and pulling her closer. She moans softly, her body responding to his touch. 

As he continues to explore her body, he can feel her growing more and more aroused. She shifts her hips, grinding against him as she deepens the kiss. His own desire is growing. He pulls away from the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He investigates Ino's eyes, searching for any signs of hesitation. But all he sees is desire and longing, mirroring his own feelings. Trying to steady himself as he reaches down to undress. 

He removes his clothes slowly, watching as Ino's gaze follows his movements. She bites her lower lip, her eyes filled with desire as he reveals a soft body to her. Once naked, he lies back on the bed, his body open and vulnerable. 

Ino looks at him for a moment, taking in every inch of his body. Then, she moves to straddle him, her legs on either side of his hips. She reaches down to guide him inside her, her movements slow and deliberate. 

As he enters her, he can feel the heat and tightness of her body, enveloping him completely. Ino's breath hitches as she sinks down onto Malik, her body adjusting to his size. She takes a moment to catch her breath before beginning to move her hips, slowly at first, but then with increasing urgency. He can feel every inch of her, the way her muscles clench around him, the way her breath catches in her throat as she takes him deeper inside her. 

Malik reaches up to cup her breasts, feeling the weight of them in his hands as he teases her nipples with his thumbs. Ino moans softly, her head falling back as she surrenders to the pleasure coursing through her body. 

He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body tensing as he struggles to hold back. But Ino seems to sense this, and she increases her pace, her hips moving faster and faster as she chases her own release. He can feel the tension building between them, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they reach for the peak together. Ino's breath comes in short, sharp gasps, her nails digging into his shoulders as she holds on tight. 

With one final thrust, they both reach climax, their bodies shuddering with the intensity of the pleasure. Holding onto each other, breathing heavy and ragged as they come down from the high. 

Ino collapses onto his chest, her body slick with sweat and trembling with aftershocks. He wraps his arms around her, holding her close as him, both try to catch their breath. The moment is intense, filled with a mix of emotions - relief, satisfaction, and a hint of something more. 

As he lay there, their hearts beating in time with each other, he couldn't help but feel a deep connection to Ino.