(A/N) I had a tough year so bear with me. This was something I wrote before almost any other story I ever finished writing, but it had a dark undertone to it so I never uploaded it. But now, I changed it up a bit. There might be some grammatical errors and just overall sharp, unusual plot twists, but as I said before, this was one of my first stories I ever wrote.
And as always. This has a plot, but is SHOTACON. This is your final warning.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
And about Child's Play (my other story). There's an update.
Yes.
I wrote the second chapter.
I do not own Naruto or any of its characters.
Passing the Storm
Mikoto sneezed.
She smacked her lips.
The woman wanted to scream and punch a wall as well, but it was way too early for that.
And there was a storm shooting bullets down from the darkest of clouds which completely hid the other side of the road. Lighting lit up the empty streets every now and then and the booming of thunder followed almost melodically, rendering her quite possibly deaf for the time being.
So, one may ask, why was she outside and completely drenched in a raging thunderstorm?
Well. The answer was simple.
She was a very, very stupid woman.
The only thing she had to do was to check the text from the police department saying that her shift had been cancelled due to the bad weather and the emergency halting of public transport throughout Tokyo.
Yes.
Mikoto forgot to check her phone and ran outside to catch the bus because she overslept.
The only thing she caught was a nasty cold.
The fact that the shelter of the bus-stop didn't at all stop the water from spraying her didn't help the situation at all. Her jacket was rendered completely useless as the rain seeped down from the neck in ways she never thought was possible; therefore, it was tied around her hips.
And to top it off, the police uniform was white.
Nice way of showing off the bright pink undergarments she hastily pulled out from her closet.
One thing was certain. The rain was not planning to stop anytime soon.
So, she was now calming down and mentally preparing herself to run two blocks to her house. It sounded simple but it looked like a damn warzone!
Mikoto sneezed once more.
She nodded firmly to herself, strapping on her backpack and tightening the knot of the jacket.
Inhaling shakily due to the sudden arrival of a bit of shivering, the woman stepped out of the shelter with determination and confidence.
And she was carelessly blown back under the shelter by a swift gust of wind.
Mikoto took that moment to blink a few times.
Guess she was going to stay under the shelter for now.
Sighing, she paced back and sat down on the soaked bench. It was now understandable how there was not a single living thing in sight. Not even one car passed her during the time she was stuck there.
But really.
It wasn't as if she had anything better to do.
She leaned back on her seat, extremely disappointed by the course of events.
And then, she heard a small squeal.
Was it a squeal? It really sounded like one.
Her dark orbs scanned the surrounding to see, as she expected, absolutely nothing.
Was it the wind?
The squeal made its way to her ears once more.
Mikoto stood up swiftly and turned to a side. She could slightly make out a short figure tunneling through the rain towards the bus-stop. The inner police officer in her lead her directly into the storm to hold tightly the shoulders of what she could now identify as a child, swiftly pulling the kid in.
The duo ended up thrown onto the bench, courtesy of the wind.
Quickly getting up to check up on the owner of the weak squeals, she got up and sat the kid down on the seat.
It was a young boy with blonde hair and tired blue eyes.
And he was shivering.
Uncontrollably.
Mikoto bit her lips. "Shit," She whispered before untying the jacket around her hips. "Let me just wrap this around you for now, okay?" Giving it a good whip to remove as much water from it as she could, the woman leaned down and quickly wrapped it around the boy.
There was no way that would stop the shivering, but it would definitely help.
She gazed at the kid for a second.
He looked more like a sick puppy than anything else.
And he was going pale.
That was definitely not a good sign.
Standing up, Mikoto took a good look around the place. The closest actual shelter she could think of was her house. But they couldn't possibly handle the almost hurricane level winds to reach there before the kid starts turning blue.
Maybe he lived near there?
She didn't wait to ask as she went down on her knee once more. "Hey!" She spoke gently, but had to scream due to the sound of the storm. The boy looked up, still shivering. "Do you live around here, honey? I need to take you somewhere warm as soon as possible."
The boy nodded.
Mikoto gave him a smile. He was a tough kid, she had to give him that. "How far away is your house?"
He inhaled shakily and raised a slender hand to point across the street.
Mikoto blinked.
Kid was lucky, really.
Sighing in relief, she couldn't help but chuckle. "Do you wanna make a run for it?" The boy's gaze glinted at the thought but was quickly beaten by a set of coughs that didn't promise anything good. The police officer nodded to herself. "We're making a run for it."
Gently grabbing the boy's shoulder, Mikoto gave him a small tug.
She was surprised when she lifted him off of his feet.
That gave her an idea.
With a small 'eep' from the boy, she lifted him up bridal style and side stepped through the incoming rain that felt uncomfortably like rubber bullets – she had been joking when she compared it to them. The wind pushed her back a few steps but really, she didn't have the determination nor the health of a young boy on the line the last time she tried to get back home.
So she easily tunneled through the wind.
It didn't take her ten seconds to cross the street and barge into the one door that swung open.
And Mikoto gently eased him back down on his two feet.
It was almost comical, the wide-eyed reaction of the blonde that was frozen stiff in place. The woman couldn't help but grin.
Leaning down to meet his eyes, finally away from the rain, she gently held the boy's shoulders. "Are you okay?"
The boy actually managed to speak a little. "H- Hai." He replied with a squeak.
Mikoto grinned and gave him a pat. "Strong kid. Now," She turned to glance at the door at the end of the alleyway they were in. "Where do you live?"
There was a small pause. "He- Here."
Mikoto internally nodded to herself. Her instinct game was on point!
She replied with a satisfied sigh. "Lucky." Standing up, the woman gave the boy a small push, getting him into a slow stride. "Which floor are you on?" She glanced down at the blonde and spoke once more. "And what's your name?"
The boy blinked. "N- Naruto." He paused to sneeze and continued. "I- I live on the f- first floor." Cerulean blue orbs glanced once at her gaze and quickly diverted to the floor. "I-I uh, thank y- you, officer-san."
Okay.
He was a puppy in disguise, no doubt.
There was no way a kid could look that adorable!
Reaching the stairs, Mikoto gave him a smile. "Don't worry about it, okay? You were strong out there." Clearing the first flight, she asked him a second question. "Is anyone home that I could talk to?" He still needed a hot shower and warm drink, if possible.
Naruto answered quietly. "N- No."
The woman glanced down at the shorter figure. "What do you mean?"
The boy continued, walking up to a wooden door. "Mo- Mom's a nu- nurse." He gave the entrance a push and it whipped open. "She c- couldn't come home b- because of the storm."
Mikoto took a mental note.
There was no mention of a father.
She did however, stay at the entrance of what appeared to be a small home. "Why were you out then?"
Naruto too stood at the door, but inside the apartment. "Mom d-didn't leave any food behind and asked me to get some from the s- shop nearby."
What?
Wait, what the fuc-
Keeping her temper in check, she evaluated the situation. There was no way she was leaving what appeared to be an eleven-year-old alone after being drenched and beaten up by ungodly winds and skin-piercing rain, alone, with no one to help him out.
She reached into her pockets.
Her phone was completely drenched.
Mikoto glanced at the boy who looked like he waiting for her to tell him what to do.
Really. How was she supposed to leave?
She cleared her throat and smiled at Naruto. "Do you have a phone I could use to call your mom?" No, she wasn't going to verbally slaughter her. It was unreasonable what the kid had to go through, but logically, no mother would do such a thing to their son if they had any other choice.
The boy nodded quickly. "H- Hai!" He squeaked a bit. "Please c- come in."
The fact that he needed company wasn't even slightly hidden in any of his body language.
Mikoto walked in, closing the door behind her as she planned out the conversation in her head. Her eyes scanned the small apartment. There was a living room with a single sofa and a large enough TV along with a gaming system below it. There was a kitchen with a dining table, and there were two rooms.
It was small, but very well kept.
She glanced at the boy that slowly removed her jacket from him and she couldn't help but slightly wince at the sight of him wearing a pair of drenched thigh-length shorts and a t-shirt. She didn't even notice it, since her jacket covered him from neck to knee.
Naruto was still shivering when he walked towards the wireless telephone.
And then it rang.
Mikoto glanced at him and smiled, swiftly walking in and answering it.
A worried voice on the other side of the phone nearly screamed. "Ah! Hello?" She continued. "Naru-kun!"
Mikoto sighed. She understood the tone.
She replied with a calm, gentle voice. "Hello." She paused before continuing. "I'm Sergeant Uchiha Mikoto from the Tokyo Police Department and I'm in your house with Naruto. I'm assuming you're his mother, yes?"
The relief was evident in the other woman's voice. "Oh, thank god!" She whispered. "Is he alright? Is my Naruto-kun alright?"
Mikoto couldn't help but smile. "He is. A little cold, but he's a strong kid. What's your name, ma'am?"
She replied. "Kushina Uzumaki," The sound of deep inhales reached through the phone. "I asked Naru-kun to stay until I called someone but the calls didn't connect and then I told him to ask the next-door neighbor to take him to a shop, but when I called him he picked up and said Naru-kun never came to him and I was so worried and I tried to call him so many time and he didn't pick up and I couldn't even call the police and-"
The police officer interrupted her gently. "Kushina, it's okay. He's fine now." The voice at the other end stopped abruptly, trying to calm her breath once more. "I stumbled into him at the bus-stop and helped him home. But he'll need hot shower and something to keep him warm. Is there any way anyone can come help him out?"
Kushina paused for a few seconds. "I tried to get a cab but they're all either full or heading home. My neighbor had to go check on his family down the street as well so as of right now, I don't have anyone that can go over."
Mikoto glanced at her watch.
Her shift had been cancelled.
So.
The woman spoke gently, eyeing the boy that was intensely staring at her. "With your permission, I can stay with him and help him out until you can come over."
There was no hesitation in the reply. "Oh my god you would? Thank you so much! I heard that I can get a ride from an ambulance if they're heading in the direction of the apartment so give me about two or three hours and I'll be there."
It was misconduct, taking advantage of the mother's situation. Police officers needed all types of confirmations for such an action.
Yet, Mikoto felt relieved.
It was hard to admit, but Naruto reminded her so much of her own son.
Her little boy that now lived abroad with his father after the divorce.
Internally shaking her head at the thought, she smiled at the boy who couldn't hide the happiness from his cerulean orbs even if he colored his entire face grey.
The mother spoke once more. "And do help yourself to a towel and a robe from my room if you're in need of one. Ask Naruto, he'll show it to you." There was a pause as Mikoto nodded at the suggestion. She was, after all, drenched from head to toe, even if that action would mean breach of property without the correct papers.
She honestly didn't care about it at this point.
Mikoto replied. "Thank you, Kushina-san."
The said woman spoke back. "No, thank you. For all I know, you just saved my boy's life."
With a small laugh, she hung up the phone and glanced at the boy who had his head dropped to a side, albeit slightly shivering.
Naruto was a puppy.
That was the final conclusion.
Mikoto walked up to the boy and ruffled up his wet hair. "Let's get all warm and cozy until your mommy gets home, okay?" Picking up her jacket from his small hands, she placed in on the chair to dry off. The heater was luckily on, so they were already warming up.
Naruto nodded and smiled at her gesture.
The kid had a million dollar grin.
Nodding at her statement, he blinked and paused to stare at her. "Did mommy tell you to sh- shower as well?" His cerulean orbs scaled her from her head down to her socks – she did remove her shoes at the door.
Mikoto glanced down at her figure.
And blushed scarlet.
The pink was extremely vibrant under the lights of the apartment and her now see-through shirt.
Nodding sheepishly at the kid who she could guarantee didn't know just how embarrassing the situation was, she answered. "Yes. She said you can lead me to her room and give me a towel and a robe to dry up in."
Naruto simply nodded and slowly turned around.
He was still a shivering mess, albeit a lot calmer.
Mikoto followed him to the first room after he opened the door. It was a small room, and the bed was far too small for a couple. Naruto dug straight into the drawers to find a towel while the woman couldn't help but stare at the picture on the side table.
There was a man, a woman and Naruto.
She sighed.
The father passed away.
Life just had a way of being as unfair as it could to people who never deserved it.
However, she was lucky to be in the presence of such an innocent soul like Naruto, who quickly took out a large orange towel and a white robe, handing it over to her. The boy then proceeded to giggle and point directly at her chest to break her current line of thought. "Mommy also h- has one that's pink!"
Mikoto wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.
Ignoring the comment with a laugh, she placed everything down on the bed. "You got a good eye, Naruto-kun, but you need to go and take a hot shower as well, okay?" The boy nodded and turned around on his heels. "If you need any help, don't hesitate to call me!"
Naruto quickly made his way out of the room.
She was definitely blushing.
It just had to be pink. Mikoto wanted to smack herself.
The door closed shut and she let out a small sigh, glancing at the towel and the robe. She didn't necessarily need to shower. Just get all her clothes in a dryer – Kushina probably won't mind – and just dab herself dry with the towel.
She glanced at the mirror.
Her long-sleeved shirt was stuck to her figure, easily showing the pale skin underneath from her hips and above. Getting the embarrassment out of her head, she quickly unbuttoned her shirt and untucked it from her pants.
Mikoto couldn't help but look back at the mirror.
She was getting fat.
The bra used to fit her perfectly, but as she stared at herself with her shirt hanging from the sides, the flesh pushing up from the undergarment was extremely noticeable.
Sighing, she removed her shirt and undid her bra.
It nearly flew off into the room, dropping down two lumps of flesh that she knew had been fighting to hang loose. It felt much better than she would like to agree. Coming to terms that she was definitely gaining weight wasn't an easy thing for her.
However, coping with anything after the divorce was excruciatingly hard.
Shaking her head at the trail of thoughts, Mikoto quickly slid her bra off and worked on unbuttoning her pants. She tried to ignore the panties that looked like they were going to rip off and shook all her remaining garments down to her ankles, stepping over the clothes now pooled at her feet.
She glanced at the mirror.
Her hips were wider and her butt now had a wiggle to it. Her torso was still slender yet the toned lines she once had was now just plain flat. She wholeheartedly ignored her chest as simply breathing meant that it had to bounce, and continued to grab the towel.
Rubbing away at her body, Mikoto sighed at the feeling of finally being dry. Working down from her hair to her feet, she quickly hung the towel and put on the robe.
For some weird reason, it fit her perfectly.
Guess mothers simply stay the same size. Maybe she should actually try and get some clothes that hugged her as comfortably as the robe. It was definitely better than having to worry about the buttons on her shirt popping off every time she sneezed.
It was embarrassing, but it was fun the time happened.
Basking in the warm memory of the women in her office having to grin at her and find a way to sew the button back on, Mikoto walked outside completely dry. Her hair still needed a bit of airing out, but she had to put the clothes in the drier.
The sound of a shower stopping also confirmed that the kid was done.
Stopping at the dryer, she kept the lid open. He might also want to dry out his clothes. "Naruto-kun?" She called out softly. "Do you want to put your clothes in the drier as well?"
The reply came after as a squeak. "Hai, Hai! Wait for me!" It was followed by the tapping of feet.
And a completely naked blonde waddled out with a handful of his clothes.
Mikoto opened her mouth to reply.
She smacked her lips.
It was either one of two things. He either completely forgot or this was simply normal for him.
The boy was too innocent – she was absolutely certain – to have thought of anything else.
Mikoto simply gave the boy a grin at the effort as he put everything into the dryer, but noticed that the boy's hair was wet. Internally shaking her head, she spoke softly. "Now go and dry yourself and get some warm clothes on."
Naruto nodded and quickly ran back.
His butt had a cute jiggle to it.
Something else did too.
She shouldn't have looked.
But she shouldn't even be there in the first place. So, that thought was quickly shoved out the window as she tied the knot on her robe before sitting down at the sofa.
There was no cable connected to the TV. Mikoto assumed that the gaming system and the flat screen itself were mostly used by Naruto, and not the mother. Then again, she understood why. She knew how shift duties could tire someone out.
She too, didn't have cable.
Noticing that the heater had been cranked up, the woman relaxed. The sound of the drying machine went unheard when she was once more reminded that there was a storm outside – courtesy of a lightning bolt that made the hair on the back of her head stand ramrod straight.
Maybe she could ask the ambulance to give her a ride home.
Being dry tends to feel super nice after experiencing rubber bullet rain.
She also had to talk to the mother about not mentioning the intrusion to anyone else. It was completely illegal and even if the Kushina gave her permission, the situation itself affected the decision made by the nurse, therefore, leading to more charges on her.
Another flash of light and a deafening roar later, Mikoto shrugged at the thought.
She did, however, hear the noticeable scattering of feet.
Turning around, the woman nearly squealed at the sight of the blonde boy quietly walking his way to the sofa, adorned in a hoodie sweater that was a few sizes too large for him. It actually went a little bit down to his bare knees.
Wait.
His bare knees?
Confused, she watched Naruto sit down beside on the sofa with a plop. He turned back up to look at her and gave a bright smile.
But she was slightly worried. "Naruto-kun," She asked slowly. "Why are you only wearing the sweater?"
The blonde blinked and looked down at his feet. He looked back up and shrugged. "Mommy washed the clothes and kept it out on the balcony." His voice was slightly nasal. "It all got wet and dirty when I remembered it was out there."
Mikoto clicked her tongue. The boy already had a blocked nose! And he was going to wear nothing from underneath? He needed something to cover him from head to toe or else he was going to freeze, no matter the temperature of the heater.
Would a towel do?
No. The towels were now wet.
Mikoto blinked and glanced down at her figure.
The long robe would do.
But that would mean she'd only have the sweater. It would fit her perfectly, since it probably belongs to his mother, but it would leave her with nothing from the bottom.
She glanced down at the boy who was carefully focusing on wiggling his toes.
Mikoto held back a giggle.
Focusing on the point at hand, she evaluated the situation and gently patted Naruto's shoulder. He glanced up at her with a concentrative pout. "Would your mother have any spare pants I could wear?"
The boy shook his head. "Yesterday was wash day."
She sighed. Guess people wearing uniforms didn't need much to wear.
So there was nothing she could do.
Giving up on the matter, Mikoto leaned back against the sofa. He couldn't have possibly known that a large thunder storm was brewing. Maybe she could make him a cup of hot chocolate – something to keep him war-
Naruto sneezed.
He sneezed once more.
Mikoto blinked.
He sneezed again and moved on to a fit of coughs.
Quickly moving to rub the boy's back, the woman bit her lips. He was shivering already, and the heater was on full.
She didn't hesitate for a second.
Getting up on her feet, Mikoto leaned down to the boy's height. Tired blue eyes glanced back at her, but the slightest glint of fear was present in them as he continued to cough. "Hey." She whispered. "I'm going to take off your sweater, okay?"
Naruto couldn't answer, but he nodded.
With the woman's help, it quickly slid up and above his slender figure.
Mikoto placed the wool clothing down on the floor and quickly undid the knot on her robe. She removed it, whipped it around the slightly confused blonde and smiled at the boy within the span of a second. "Put this on, okay?" She inhaled, feeling the air on her skin and unconsciously ignoring the jiggle on her chest. "It'll keep you warm."
The boy obeyed quickly.
The arms of the robe hung loosely as he wore it, and Mikoto tightened the clothing around him before tying a breathable, yet firm knot on the robe. Pushing him away, she twirled him around to see that it wrapped him from neck to ankle.
She smiled. "There!"
Naruto blinked, a little dizzy at being spun. When he did regain his composure, Mikoto had already slid on the sweater.
The boy replied smartly. "F- Fast!"
She giggled.
It was uncomfortable, having a sweater that came up to her navel and absolutely nothing from underneath. But she wasn't cold, and the boy had already started warming up.
Leading him to sit down on the sofa, she sighed and sat beside him.
She really hoped no one walked in on them.
Exactly what was she going to say to get out of that situation?
Other than that, it was fine, really.
Naruto didn't mind, since he was already focusing on wiggling his toes, even though the back of his hand was grazing nothing but her bare thighs.
Her bare fat thighs.
Mikoto ignored that thought. Her legs did scoot closer since the most embarrassing part about the situation was the hair peeking out from her cooc- nether regions. It had been days since she managed to attend to that specific area. At least she had laser done on the other parts of her body, so that was an added perk.
She wasn't exactly embarrassed about the boy seeing it.
It was the questions that would definitely follow which would render her absolutely helpless.
However, seeing that the boy was coughing considerably less and was now glancing at the console near the TV made her a lot less tense. He was going to do okay. She could go back to the room, cover herself with a towel and make something hot for the kid.
At that moment, she felt a tug on the sweater.
Naruto glanced at her. And back at the console.
Was he-
Was he asking for permission?
He was asking for permission.
Mikoto couldn't help it. She gave him a hug before laughing at the blonde. "You don't have to ask me, you know!" Releasing her grip on the boy that had giggled at the gesture, she ruffled his hair. "I'm going to turn it on for you, okay?"
Naruto nodded, his bright smile almost blinding her. "Hai!"
She shook her head and smiled.
It was nice to be in the company of someone so pure and innocent for a change.
Scooting down to her knees, she crawled towards the console and turned it on. Reaching out for the remote, she switched on the TV as well, the sound of the opening audio slightly reaching her ears – the storm hadn't thought of dying down any time soon.
Mikoto sat back up and glanced at the blonde.
Naruto's lips were pouted in a perfectly round circle.
She blinked.
She glanced down at her bare thighs.
Her cheeks flushed the deepest shade of red.
She had slid down the sofa, and bent over to turn on the console.
She had flashed her crot-
Naruto's accusing finger stopped her trail of thoughts. "Y- You! You don't have a peepee!"
Mikoto swallowed thickly.
Exactly how was she going to handle that accusation?
Slowly standing up, she moved to sit back down next to the blonde who crossed his legs and turned around to face her completely. A gentle hand rested upon the tuft of raven hair peeking from the location of interest as the woman hesitantly laughed.
Seriously. How in hell was she going to answer that?
But on a more serious note, how did the kid not know this?
An educational lesson.
Yes. She would tell him the differences between boys and girls.
And if anyone asked, she forgot to lock the door and Naruto walked into the shower. Hence the question and her answers.
Yes.
That could work.
Getting on her best, confused and inviting smile, she spoke gently. "What do you mean, Naruto-kun?" Playing dumb was something she wasn't exactly good at, but for a boy that asked her the question that he did, it probably wouldn't matter.
He replied hastily. "I have a peepee and you don't!"
The woman tilted her head to the left. "Wait. Didn't your mommy tell you that boys and girls are different?" The kid was eleven. The blame should go to Kushina either way for not educating the boy on things like this!
Naruto blinked there. "Different?"
She nodded intently. "Yes! Like girls having longer hair and boys having shorter hair?"
There was a second of silence as the blonde glanced up at the ceiling. "Oh!" He looked back down and nodded! "I remember now! She did tell me that!"
Mikoto internally fist pumped.
That made the situation a lot easier.
The woman smiled and nodded at the enthusiasm. "The same way, boys have a peepee and girls have something else." She continued, watching the boy nod, wide-eyed. "It's one of the main differences between boys and girls, you know?"
Naruto nodded quickly.
He could turn from a curious rabbit to a degree student taking mental notes within a second.
A cute rabbit type of lecture student, that is.
Mikoto wanted to get something else out of the way before it broke into the kid's trail of thoughts. "And as you grow older, a bit of hair will start growing in places like that too." Not wanting to end the sentence on that note, she continued. "Do you know anyone with a moustache or a beard?"
The blonde grinned and nodded. "Mario has a cool moustache!"
She giggled at that. "There you go!"
It was a proud moment for her, really. Not because she got away from the situation, but because the boy was actually satisfied with the answer as he glanced back at the TV. Maybe he was going to start playing someth-
"Is it the same with boobies?"
She opened her mouth and closed it.
Mikoto inhaled slowly. "Yes, Naruto-kun. Girls have boobies and boys don't." She gave him a smile and tried to dismiss the conversation. "Do you want something hot to dri-"
"If there's no peepee, what do girls have there?"
"Uh-"
"Is it like nothing? Is it like an elbow?"
Wha-
"Or is there like a secret place to hide the peepee?"
How does he even-
"Can I see it?" Naruto stood up on the sofa, his eyes twinkling. "Can I see the girl peepee? Please!"
Oh-
The question lingered in the air.
A few seconds of silence followed.
Mikoto had no idea how to reply to that.
The woman took in a deep breath.
Naruto continued to stare at her with the widest of eyes and the tiniest of pouts.
A few more seconds of silence followed.
She didn't want to make the boy sad. But she didn't want to accept his last request. She had already done enough harm by intruding in on the boy's life and already tainting the innocence he had by her own foolishness. She had acted like a child and acted on her own feelings, staying in the home of someone which lead to her threatening and harassing a young-
There was a sniff.
Naruto's pout deepened as he sat down.
His cerulean orbs turned misty and-
"Okay!" She blurted out.
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid!
The boy's eyes lit up like the bluest skies of summer, giving her a such a happy grin that almost made her forget what exactly she had just agreed to do.
Mikoto damped her lips. There were no more mental preparations for the matter. "Let me tell you the difference, okay?" She started off, grabbing the boy's hand with her free one. "Both boys and girls have a peepee. But for boys, it's long and all wiggly like yours."
Naruto giggled there. "Heh, wiggly."
The woman held back a grin. "And for girls, there's just a hole there." She glanced at the boy. "Okay?"
The boy nodded.
He blinked, and nodded once more. "So show me!"
Well.
That was worth a try.
Sighing, she glanced around the room.
The fact that she had to glance around the room made the entire situation a lot more uncomfortable. Turning back to face the blonde, she gave her a shaky smile. "I'm only showing it to you because you asked nicely, okay? Big girls like me shouldn't show it to boys." She cleared her throat a little. "So don't ask anyone else to show it to you, okay Naruto-kun?"
The boy nodded quickly. "Hai!"
Should she tell him?
She was going to tell him.
The hand still firmly on the location of interest, she gave one more glance at the boy. "Don't tell your mommy about this, okay?"
For some reason, that statement didn't bother him as much as it bothered her.
He nodded vividly. "Hai, Hai!"
Mikoto sighed. There was no turning back so she planned to get it over with as soon as possible. There was absolutely no way this could get any worse, so it would work out perfectly. Well, as perfectly as a screwed up plan like that could result in.
She removed her hand.
And parted her legs ever so slightly.
Naruto quickly leaned down to look for any facts that might have been provided incorrectly, such as the secret compartment. The woman tried her best to keep her eyes on herself. She could feel the air on her nether lips and felt her folds open up.
It was the most embarrassing moment she had in a long time.
Naruto's head now covered her point of view. "Oh!" He exclaimed. "There's actually nothing there!"
Mikoto had decided to look up at the ceiling. "Uh-huh." She replied hastily. "So that's enough, right?"
She got no answer.
But felt a hand touch her.
Down there.
Mikoto squealed, nearly crushing the boy's hand with her thighs.
Thankfully, Naruto turned his hand to avoid it being crushed.
His hand, which is now stuck and wiggling in-between her legs.
That was-
The boy was touching-
Mikoto couldn't let go of the hand! It was moving around too much and something she never thought would ever happen even after everything that occurred, happened in the most unexpected way she could imagine.
He was rubbing it!
She stifled a moan.
He was rubbing against her cli-
"E- Eh!" Naruto blinked, glancing up at the woman. "My hand is stuck!"
She also knew that much!
Taking in a deep, shaky breath, Mikoto spread her legs quickly and wide. Naruto flew back into the sofa and nearly did a reverse barrel roll at the release of his hands. Exhaling deeply, she took in a few more breaths before glancing at the boy that was now wedged deep into the sofa in the most comical manner.
She breathed heavily. "I- I'm so sorry, Naruto-kun!" Her chest heaved up and down as she moved back up the sofa – she had slid down in the entire ordeal. "I didn't know you were going to touch it!"
Naruto blinked. "It w- was an accident." He was more confused than sad about it, even with his worried pout, for some reason. "Di- Did I make you pee?"
Mikoto furrowed her eyebrows. "No?"
Why would he ask-
The boy raised his hand.
The woman bit down on her lips.
She felt her face heat up within seconds.
He asked a follow up question. "P- Pee isn't this sticky, right?" Small lines of viscous, clear liquid stuck to his hand as he opened and closed his fingers.
Mikoto wanted to jump off the window.
If she ran away with her clothes now, maybe he would forget the entire ordeal.
She should just walk out without another word, and avoid looking at the boy in any way possible. He was going to make the pouty face but she was pretty sure the situation went past saying yes for a boy that looked like an abandoned kitten.
However, she couldn't exactly get up.
First of all, her legs were shaking like noodles.
Second of all.
She was dripping from her nether lips. Trails of her unmentionable fluids had already made its way down her thighs.
It had been almost a year since the last time she did anything sexual.
And the mere touch of a boy that was simply trying to wiggle his way out, turned her on to the point she-
She wanted more of it.
It was wrong.
It was so, so wrong.
She had to leave as soon as possible and run away.
It was the best choice she logically had.
But she wanted it.
It felt good. It felt really good. She wanted his hands back in-between her thighs. She wanted him to move it. Oh, it fit there so perfectly! His hands were small enough to rub all the right spots in the best way she could ever imagine. She needed it. She needed it so, so bad.
Therefore, she couldn't exactly get up.
Because she didn't want to.
She didn't want to close her legs.
She didn't want to move away.
So, she glanced back at the boy and smiled, hazily. "That's not p- pee. It's also something that happens to girls." She slid back up and sat down, spreading her legs even wider. "It happens to boys as well, but that's different."
Naruto was unaware of the gaze in her eyes.
He couldn't have noticed the change in her voice.
So, he made a face at his hand and looked back at her. "So, it's nothing gross?" He continued to move his fingers.
The woman simply hummed. "Yup!" She scratched her navel. "And you know something else?"
Naruto shook his head.
Mikoto giggled. "You're really strong!" She glanced at his hand. "I'm a bit ti- ticklish down there so I accidentally closed my legs when your hand touched it. I didn't think you'd be that strong!"
The blonde blinked first.
And a proud grin adorned his face. "I know I'm strong!"
The woman laughed with him. "You know what?" She gave the boy a gaze that he would know was teasing, challenging. "You're strong, but that was luck! If I tried hard enough, your hand probably won't even move!" Mikoto grinned.
Naruto huffed at that. "No! I'm way stronger than you!"
She smiled. "Then let's play a game!" The woman grabbed the boy's hand and placed it on her thighs. "If you can hold your hand in there this time, I'll believe you're the strongest." She licked her lips. "And I'll also give you a gift in return!"
The boy didn't hesitate to answer. "You're so on!"
Mikoto didn't care how shameless she sounded.
She needed this.
And so, she lead the boy's hands back in-between her legs, hitching her breath at the feeling of him positioning himself directly on the spot.
And she tightened. "Go!"
Naruto grinned, pulled and wiggled.
Mikoto felt her entire body spasm at the feeling, unable to hold back any of her moans. She grabbed the edge of the sofa as the boy shook it even harder, feeling something oh-so familiar building up inside her.
Unconsciously, a hand snuck underneath the sweater.
She grabbed a fistful of one of her own mounds and moaned even louder, squeezing the hand between her legs and humping into it, enough to slide the boy from his seat. Her eyes closed and her lips parted, breathing heavily as she waited for it.
It didn't take long.
With a loud moan, her hips jerked.
Unaware of anything that actually transpired, the boy shouted in victory as his hand slid off, completely ignoring the woman that slid down to the floor, tensing and rubbing at her own folds. She spasmed and breathed into the carpet as her fingers finally stopped. Yet, she continued bucking, nearly losing her breath.
The boy noticed it only then, that his new found friend had slid off the sofa. "Ohi!"
Mikoto couldn't even hear him.
She hadn't had an orgasm like that in years!
Everything was a blur, as she tried to calm down.
However, the second time Naruto spoke, she heard him. "Eh," He got down on the floor beside her. "Are you o- okay?"
The woman took a second to glance his way.
She gave him a weak smile. "Y- You won." Her breath was still uneven. "You're definitely s- stronger than m- me."
Naruto jumped back onto the sofa with a yell. "Ha! I told you I'd win!"
Mikoto didn't want to get up.
Well, it was now even harder to move her legs.
So, she decided to just lay there for a while.
Naruto took this time to look at his hands. "It's even wetter now! I'm gonna go wash my hands and come." The woman simply nodded at that. "And I want my gift!"
To that statement, Mikoto blinked.
And as fast as she could, she sat up on the carpet. Glancing down at her now glistening folds, she mentally smacked herself before grinning and rubbing her womanhood clean on the grey wool.
Yes. It felt nasty.
But she didn't care.
She had a gift to give.
Wobbling up on her legs, she walked the few inches she had to and sat back down on the sofa. The sweater she wore was adjusted and her legs were simply there. She couldn't control them anymore.
What was going through her head?
She wanted to jump off of the top floor of the building.
If she were caught, she was going to get fired and jailed.
But really.
She didn't actually care about that.
Her dark orbs glanced at the window that was still dark and flickering bolt after bolt of lightning and the drumming the same ear-deafening thunder that met the duo at the station.
How could she go home any time soon?
She had to stay, right?
Quick footsteps returned in the form of a boy rubbing his hands away on his robe. If it wasn't for the pouring rain, he might have not been this enthusiastic after the sounds she just made.
But who knows?
Naruto grinned at the woman. "I won! Fair and square!" He crossed his legs. "So what do I get? Is it cool? Is it some kind of toy?" Before he could ask another question, Mikoto interrupted.
"I'm going to show you something." She smiled back. The woman looked both ways in a teasing manner before asking him to come forward. "You can't tell your mommy about what we did, okay? If you plan on doing that, I might not show it to you."
The boy made a zip motion on his lips. "Not a word!"
That was one less thing to worry about. "Then I can give you the gift." Mikoto bit her lips. "You know that the other difference between girls and boys are the boobies, right?"
Naruto blinked and nodded intently. "Hai!"
The woman glanced down at her chest before turning to face the boy. "Girls don't show boobies to other people when they're older. Have you seen a big girl's boobies?" She shook a finger here. "Your mommy doesn't count!"
He took a second and his eyes widened. "Mommy said I saw her boobies when I was small. She wouldn't let me see it now!" A light sheen of red adorned the boy's cheeks.
Mikoto noticed it in his eyes.
The thrill of knowing about something that you're not supposed to.
The restricted.
The taboo.
Maybe that was why her orgasm was so, so strong.
The woman leaned closer to the boy. "When girls get bigger, their boobies get bigger too. It gets softer and is very fun to play with. But many big girls don't like to show them to boys." She smiled and leaned back. "However, because I made a promise, you can have a special peek at my boobies."
The blonde blushed beet red.
It was funny, really. He was excited for this, but not when he was literally making her puss-
Naruto squealed. "That's awesome!" His eyes had already glued onto her chest.
Mikoto smiled.
And grabbed the lower end of the sweater with both hands. Slowly, she started to lift, revealing her navel, her torso, and stopping at the starting of the underside of her mounds. Teasingly, she watched the boy glare at her. "I forgot to mention one more thing." Her hands continued to move up. "You can also touch them. That, is your gift."
She whipped up her sweater.
Her chest jiggled as the blonde moved back for a second, surprised by the mere size of it. Two pink nubs stood proudly at the ends as the boy finally found his hands, grabbing whatever he could of the pair that was easily larger than his own face!
The woman bit her lips at the feeling and gasped when she felt a small nibble on one of her nipples. Her hands gently went to run through the golden hair of the blonde as she guided him towards her.
It was instinct.
The boy knew exactly where to go, even if he had forgotten about it.
Feeling Naruto suck on his nipples, she moaned, letting her hands roam across the boy's body. Her hands, quickly and swiftly, ran across the knot that held up the boy's robe, undoing it. It parted a way for her to sneak through the small opening, and towards the boy's lower regions.
Mikoto touched it.
Naruto exhaled, sharply.
It was hard.
He was horny, maybe for the first time in his life.
She should repay him for his kind actions, right?
And the small, throbbing piece of meat was exactly where she wanted to start on that.
Mikoto grinned. Her fingers gently held the shaft from its side and started to move. Naruto noticed, moving back from the constraints of her chest to give her a look of confusion, excitement and half-lidded pleasure.
The boy tried to talk. "Wh- What i- is-"
Mikoto shushed him. "Don't worry. Don't hold back."
Naruto's breath hitched. "H- Hai." He replied. His lips turned to latch onto the nub once more, sucking and fondling it. His moans vibrated into her mounds as the woman felt herself drench underneath her folds.
Her fingers moved quicker.
The boy's arms dropped.
She continued to stroke harder.
His face separated from her chest.
Mikoto pushed him down as she parted the boy's robe. He dropped back on the sofa and she slid down to the floor, moving in-between his legs. Savoring the moment, the woman bit her lips. His head was knocked back and his lips were opened wide. His breath was warm and even through the pouring rain, she heard him.
She heard his moans.
He loved it.
She smacked her lips and leaned down.
And took him inside her mouth.
Naruto had absolutely no time to react. He felt his shaft tightening inside her as she pulled, sucking as hard as she could. She felt a hand try to touch her hair but fall down beside her. His hips started to move, shoving his slender meat into her mouth as she continued with one goal in her mind.
The boy whispered. "I- I'm gonna p- p- pee!"
She knew he was reaching his limit, so she bobbed her head faster.
And he came.
He came a lot.
She felt thread after thread of warm, viscous and salty liquid shoot into her mouth, nearly making her choke. But she wanted every single drop of it, so her lips never came off. She held the spasming boy down to the sofa as she drained him from his first ever orgasm, never stopping her motion.
One final thrust later, he dropped.
And Mikoto got off him with a wet pop. Licking her lips and savoring the taste, she glanced at the boy breathing heavily and got up to her feet. She took a seat next to him on the sofa.
Naruto could barely speak, but through deep breaths, he did. "Wh- What was th- that?"
The woman smiled, gently ruffling his hair. "I wanted to give you an extra gift since you're such a good boy." There, she leaned down and gently gave him a peck on the forehead. "And good boys don't tell their mommy what happened, do they?"
He simply replied, albeit weakly. "N- Nope."
An ambulance came around after three hours. Mikoto, fully dressed in her police uniform received a hug from Kushina – the red-haired mother of Naruto – and a ton of kisses on her face from the woman for some reason. The blonde boy had taken some hot chocolate after being in the rain, and had thanked the officer for her help.
He also received an unbuttoned view of the specific police officer when the mother unpacked in her room, rendering him completely red and flustered.
And so, Mikoto left with the contact number of the woman and an open invitation to visit the family any time they wanted.
So, everyone lived happily, ever, after?
(A/N) Yes. I did warn you about the Shotacon. It was much darker originally and not as unrealistic. The first edit was an emotional rollercoaster with people dying and consoling turning into other shit and so on. I did the changes to this story last year.
The writing is not as good as I want it to be.
But the second chapter of Child's Play is going to be something else, my friends.
For now, leave a review.
Oh, and one other thing.
"Oh, hello Kushina."
"Mikoto."
"…"
"We had a camera in the house."
"…"
"…"
"Oh."
"You do exactly as I say or I'm handing this over to the cops."
"… Hey-"
"Exactly as I. Fucking. Say."
Chapter 2 (BDSM, Yuri, and of course Shotacon).
