Kage Hot Springs

"Stay out of this room," Mizukage Terumi Mei politely warned a dumbfounded Ao after ushering him out of the room they were residing in during their short stay at Konoha. Mei, being a woman of manners and interests, insisted on accompanying the Fifth Hokage – Senju Tsunade – to her village before returning home. There was too much tension at the Summit, she told the blond Hokage. As the two women of the Five Kages, they should make some time to get better acquainted; that never happened since the Mizukage headed out into the village to try to find a possible suitor, thus explaining her anti-social mood when her wandering came up empty. There were men ogling her, but none met the standards of the beautiful lord of the Wave Country.

Now exiled from the room, Ao headed outside to just loiter. Choujuurou had taken off to do some personal training in the forests, so Ao was alone up until he was joined by the infamous Konoha Copy Ninja, Hatake Kakashi. Both one-eyed men greeted each other, though Kakashi's attention was halfhearted since he was engrossed in his erotic novel. "I didn't see you at the Summit," Ao said. "Aren't you the Copy Ninja, owner of a Sharingan? Why is it that you did not accompany the Hokage at the Summit?" The son of the White Fang was far more savory than the sneaky company Danzou kept.

Kakashi wouldn't let his eye wander from the page that he was on. "At the time, Danzou was acting Hokage," he muttered, turning to the next page smoothly. "I don't think he wanted someone like me as one of his dependents."

Humming his agreement, Ao gazed off in the distance, noticing the oncoming rainclouds; they would probably arrive tomorrow. "He didn't seem like a trustworthy leader," he offered. "He sought too much, and was struck down in return. I can't say it was an end unbefitting him."

Kakashi nodded and finished this page. Just as he was about to speak, a boy on the rooftops called out to him, garnering his full attention. The strongest genin in Konoha, wearing his usual orange attire, was waving widely over his head. "Kakashi-sensei, I'm heading to the hot springs! Wanna go?!" An odd request, but Naruto did like company, especially when relaxing. He asked others, but was shot down each time; Shikamaru would never be bothered to pick himself up from his napping place, Chouji was eating, Shino… was creepy, Sai and Sakura were busy, though Sakura refused more physically; calling Naruto a pervert and giving him a quick punch to the gut. Normally, he would have Kiba to rely on, but the Inuzuka was nowhere to be found at the moment. Therefore, Naruto tried to extend an invitation to his former instructor.

Though it was a nice thought, Kakashi politely refused. "Maybe next time, Naruto. Right now, I think I'll hang around here with Mist ninja-san," he said with a hidden smile.

Seeming somewhat distraught by the fact that he would be attending the outdoor hot springs – one of his favorite places to relax after training – Naruto tried again to bring Kakashi along with him, but was again turned down. He accepted the decision and hopped off to enjoy some relaxation.

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Form after form, stamp after stamp…

Tsunade was wearing down. War was pending, and all that was being done was paperwork – her mortal enemy. She finally finished the latest stack and set it aside. With a groan, she stretched her arms high above her head. Thank the heavens, she was done…

"Tsunade-sama," chimed Shizune happily as she shuffled into the room with another unholy bundle of forms that had just arrived from the Earth Country negotiating this treaty between all the nations. As if to mock Tsunade, Shizune had set a tray of dumplings at the top of the pile. "Here's the next workload." She carefully set it in front of Tsunade, scooting them towards the Hokage, unaware of the building anger.

Fists clenched as eyes glared hatefully at the mountains of paperwork. "That's it! I can't take it!" The Hokage leapt to her feet, her chair slamming in the wall behind her. The desk shuddered when she pounded her hands down on its surface, and a few stacks almost toppled over. Instantly, Shizune recoiled with her usual 'Aiyee!' bug-eyed expression. At her feet, Ton-Ton cowered.

"Tsu-Tsunade-sama, what are you doing?" The Hokage's assistant stumbled out of the way when Tsunade rounded the desk, storming towards the exit.

Tsunade shot a glare over her shoulder. "I'm heading out, and don't try to follow me! I have to get out of this office; it's suffocating!"

"But…! The paperwork!"

"It'll be on my desk all day, won't it? I'll take care of it when I come back! I just need a break!" The door slammed shut behind Tsunade as she left. Shizune knew that she should try to persuade her master to return to her duties, but she also knew that Tsunade was reliable. If she said that she would return and get the work done, Shizune had faith in her.

Still, she now needed to clean up the mess left behind…

Outside the Hokage manor, Tsunade stepped into the sunlight and was greeted by the loitering Kakashi and Ao. However, before a conversation could be engaged, she warned them not to pursue or distract her; she was just going to the hot springs. "I'll be back when I'm ready," she snapped, and then headed off, ignoring the protocol that Kages must always be accompanied by bodyguards in this time of crisis.

Ao watched her leave, mumbling something about women and their odd explosions of emotion. He then turned to Kakashi, who was dazedly looking in the direction the Hokage headed in. When asked what was wrong, the copy-ninja returned to reading his novel. "It's probably nothing," he lazily admitted. But then his gaze lifted again. "It's just… Naruto's at the hot springs too."

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When he arrived at the hot springs, Naruto was surprised to find Kiba already there; Akamaru was also present, though he had curled up in a huge ball of fur, wet already from an earlier soaking in the hot springs. Kiba seemed somewhat glad to have some company other than his lounging dog.

"What are you doing here?" Naruto asked cheerfully when wading through the pond to sit down next to Kiba.

"Well, we just came back from a mountain hike," Kiba explained, "so we thought we'd take some time to wash up here." With a cheeky smirk, he pointed to Akamaru and said, "Akamaru fell in a nasty spill of mud. He was completely brown when we got here!"

Naruto narrowed his eyes on the Inuzuka, flashing a look of disappointment and disgust. "The hot springs aren't to bathe your dog, ya know. I thought they weren't even allowed!"

"It's outdoors," Kiba pointed out angrily, shoving his finger in Naruto's face in contempt. "It's a natural hot spring, which means it's part of the wilderness. And Akamaru and I practically grew up outside! That gives us a right!" When he settled back, he folded his arms and closed his eyes. A moment later, he added – none too proudly – that no one saw him sneak Akamaru in.

Naruto jumped up and pointed accusingly at him. "See?! Even you know the onsen isn't supposed to be used like that!"

"Oi! Shut up!" Kiba was on his feet too in the next second, snarling in Naruto's face. "You're one to talk about abusing the hot springs! How many times have you snuck into the women's bathhouse with that stupid girl jutsu?!"

"Oiroke no Jutsu is not stupid, 'tebayo!"

Fists, claws, Rasengans and twisters were about to fly and demolish the springs, but both teenagers immediately clammed up the moment they heard a subtle, but significant noise: the sound of a door opening… on the women's side!

The first female visitor, Kiba guessed by the smell. And not just any visitor; none other than the buxom, beautiful blonde Senju Tsunade! Another whiff of the air allowed Kiba to confirm that she was alone. That wasn't at all like a Kage, to venture alone.

Normally, Naruto would dismiss the women's side when he was not in the mood to be a pervert, but there was always a question he had regarding the Godaime Hokage when she was alone: did she release her age-defying jutsu?

When the blonde scrambled out of the water to sneak over to the fence, Kiba was quite astonished by his boldness. True, he'd singlehandedly taken out the master – supposedly – of Akatsuki, but the wrath of Tsunade was far more legendary and frightening. Balls of brass, Kiba commended his friend for trying to peep.

Well, not being one to back down from a challenge, the dog-nin followed Naruto's example.

"There's got to be a crack somewhere," Naruto whispered out loud, finding all the thin spaces between the bamboo planks so far inadequate.

"If you're gonna peek," Kiba said at his side, brandishing his claw-like fingernail; he'd grown adept at using partial beast-transformation techniques. "You should use the right tools." As his scratching nail began to shred the outside of the bamboo to make a sufficient peephole, Kiba complimented Naruto's bravery, stating that the term 'gutsy' accurately applied to him.

Naruto frowned at the statement. "It's not like that," he said defensively, though he couldn't say that the idea of seeing her naked wasn't appealing. With a thought bubble growing in his head containing the naked form of Tsunade, he failed to explain that he merely wanted to confirm whether or not Baa-chan maintained her appearance-deceiving jutsu at all times.

Whatever the reasoning, though, when a complete hole was made through the fence, both ninja shoved against one another to steal a peek.

Tsunade had not submerged herself in the springs just yet. She, instead, merely let her shapely legs dip in to relish the warmth while she basked in the open, steamy air. Warm, yet fresh; she felt her skin tingle delightfully in response. The towel around her was comfortable, but at the same time, it felt confining; it was broad enough to fit across her chest, but unless she was very loose clothing – like her normal garb – she didn't feel free.

And when at an onsen, one was obligated to feel free and relaxed. Nothing to be shy about; she wasn't exactly the modest type. With a gentle pull, down came her towel.

In response to the open, wet air, her tingly skin broke out in goose-bumps and caused the broad, pale-pink circles of her areolas to contract and the nubs to rise. On visual estimation, Jiraiya had deduced the legendary globes to be one-hundred-six centimeters around… In reality, they were… 107.2 cm! Old age had really tired Jiraiya's eyesight.

Over fifty, and Tsunade maintained a body more lust-worthy than most women in their prime. She could recount a time she bathed with her apprentice. How Sakura had stared enviously at her chest before gauging her own in disappointment, knowing that it was unlikely that she'd ever grow such desirable attributes. Perhaps only the Mizukage could give her looks a run for her money – not that Tsunade was vain enough to ever make a comparison.

Hands stretched up over her head with a prolonged groan of relief. It was so great to finally be out of that damned office and that damned chair! There were times when she believed that she had grown to be a part of that room, bound to the chair to be fed paperwork day after day! If Shizune showed up now, Tsunade was afraid she'd lose control of her temper!

What she needed to do was relax. As a trained medical kunoichi, she knew the most effective ways to release the endorphins to bring calm to herself. Sex was a viable option, but she hadn't had a selection of partners like she did before becoming Hokage; since becoming Hokage, her list of lovers had dwindled to only Jiraiya, and now even he was scratched off the list. Ugh… what was the point of having a knockout body if you didn't get to use it?

While she pondered, she resigned herself to the poor substitute to sex: masturbation. She wasn't feeling especially proud when she glided her fingertips down her front – being sure to tenderly caress her sensitive nipples – down her stomach and around her navel until she got to the pleasant patch of platinum hair. Sighing softly, her fingers began their thorough work. As long as it had been in her absence in sex, it'd almost been equally long since she knew the touch of her fingers.

Such a waste, Tsunade lamented again when she eased a fingertip into her body.

All the while, she was unaware that a tiny hole had been drilled into the divider and a blue eye was watching her intently. Naruto had just wanted a quick look, just to see Tsunade alone, but he never expected this to transpire. The moment her towel came off, his towel sprung a tent. When her hand traveled, Naruto had trouble believing it. It couldn't be what he thought he saw, but Kiba – having shoved the awestruck Jinchuuriki aside – confirmed the witnessing.

Both were rightly flushed and sporting embarrassing erections instead of incurring a blood-wasting nosebleed. It couldn't have been helped when visually stumbling upon Tsunade masturbating. Kiba was receiving a stronger dose of the experience when he noticed the arousal in the air from the women's side. Primal lust was stronger in the Inuzuka clan, being so attuned to beast-nature. If this carried on, he may have no choice but to relieve himself then and there!

"She's… the Hokage," Kiba blurted, dumbfounded still by the visual and scent.

"I didn't think she would be doing this. She's just like Ero-sennin," Naruto blabbered, once again putting his eye back to the peephole just to make sure he and Kiba weren't imagining things. No false visualizations here! Tsunade's hand was still diligently working between her thighs. "Baa-chan's a pervert, 'tebayo! Should old people like her even do stuff like this?"

Tsunade's molestation of her own body suddenly ceased altogether. Her hands eased away from her body, but her eyes stayed closed. Just what was she doing? Naruto continued to observe her, taking only quick glances away from her bouncy tits. Tsunade remained serene a moment longer, and then she spoke as if someone was there. "No matter how old I am," she said in a voice building to a snarl. Her eyes flashed opened and stared directly into Naruto's peeping eye, alerting him that she knew that he was watching and was aware of right where he was. She was on her feet and at the wall in the same instant. Both Naruto and Kiba fell back on their asses with a terrified shout when the divider was yanked from its foundations, creaking as it was hefted over Tsunade's head as if it weighed nothing. Everything was on full display for the two boys, but their primary concerns were how short their lives were to be cut.

"Don't assume that I can't hear two little perverts blabbering behind a wall!" she finished. The divider crashed when it was thrown to the side; Tsunade wanted to discipline with her own two hands.

"B-B-Baa-chan," howled Naruto with chattering teeth. He didn't dare let his eyes wander anywhere but her cold-hard gaze. "I wasn't…! This…!" Quickly, he meant to pass the entirety of the blame and pointed at Kiba. "It was Kiba! He was the one who made the peephole!"

"Me?! Naruto; he's the one who suggested we spy on you in the first place!" the dog-nin quickly retaliated, to which Naruto once again explained his reasoning.

Tsunade wouldn't tolerate their senseless bickering. Punishment was in order, and a twist of irony could aid in their humiliation. "You two like peeping," she stated lowly, silencing them both. "How about we see how the two of you like being on the peeped-side?" Immediately, she pointed to their towels and ordered sternly – like a true Hokage – "Remove those towels, or I'll remove what's underneath!"

A threat that could no doubt be carried out with one snatch of her mighty hand. Naruto and Kiba went pale in the face, pronouncing Naruto's whiskers and Kiba's clan tattoos. With no arguing the matter, Naruto was the first to move his shaky hands to his towel and expose himself to the Fifth; Kiba followed.

Tsunade folded her arms underneath her plump breasts, now smirking wickedly as she eyed the boys' penises, deflated from their former, rigid glory and shrunken from fear. Even so, Tsunade could deduce that – stature-wise – they were developed in that region. "Now, what should be done about this?" she mused with a sardonic smirk.

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