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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7771009/19/Naruto looked at her again, more closely this time, and came to the startling conclusion that the MBI profiles were dead wrong, and whoever had made them needed to be stabbed with a rusty fork. There was no mistaking that look, those large blue eyes, hidden behind her bangs as she looked at him; that rosy flush on her creamy pale cheeks. She was even poking her damn fingers together! That settled it. There was simply no way she could anything else.
"I can't believe it..." Naruto groaned as he covered his face with his hands. After a second of lamenting the absolutely poor intelligence MBI had given him, he removed the finger covering his left eye to look at Tsukiumi. She was angry again; no longer blushing, her staring at him shyly, or poking her fingers together. Instead her face was red with anger, her eyes were glaring at him, and her fists were clenched at her sides.
"What is your problem?!" She shouted, pointing an accusing finger at him. "Here I am... o-off-," her face flushed red, the hand with the quivering finger dropped to her side, and she looked back down at the concrete roofing, "-offering myself to you!" She squeaked out, her face flush with equal amounts of anger and embarrassment. "And you are not even willing to take responsibility of me! What kind of Ashikabi are you!?"
That settled it. This Sekirei was not Agraphobic or Andraphobic. She didn't hate men and she most definitely was not afraid of sex.
She was Tsundere, pure and simple. How MBI could screw up so royally that they would mistake a Tsundere for someone with an abnormal fear of men and sexual abuse he would never know. They were in Japan for Sage's sake! The land whose pop culture had created the term to describe a female that acted cold and hostile on the outside, yet contained a soft and gentle persona that she hid from the world on inside. No one who lived in Japan should be capable of mistaking a Tsundere for anything but what they were. Was the adjustor some kind of idiot? Someone who was romantically retarded maybe? Whatever the case was, if Naruto ever found them they were dead. He was going to kill them, painfully. The amount of trouble he had just been through could have been mostly avoided if he had known what he was dealing with right from the start.
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