Dream to Reality

Disclaimer: This story is work of fiction. All the characters' designs, called names and places mentioned belong to their respective owners.

I'm impressed at the amount of feedbacks. Some of you are really diehard fan of NaruHina huh. Too bad for you, I'm not. Their interaction in the manga does not make much sense to me. I could rant for pages and pages on end to the reasons why their romance – what little there is, seriously – is extremely lame, but it is pointless to start an argument – and likely, a flame war like someone… the bottom line is, it's my story and I can do whatever I like so shut the fuck up and enjoy the ride XD

Anyway, I will be honest with you guys, for as long as I have been reading manga and watching anime, I have absolutely no favorite pairing whatsoever, and as such, I can literally pair anyone (or anything) with anyone else.


=[Dream to Reality]=
1

Pressing her fingers of one hand against the greyish discolored plaster, Hinata tried to feel anything out of place within the makeup of the material. The kitchen's wall under her fingertips wasn't damaged. Not a single crack could be found across its sanded surface. Yet, she remembered what had happened in this very room a few minutes earlier.

It felt so surreal – like a dream, in which she had no control over herself.

Her beautiful frame quivered, forcing her palm to press hard against the unmoving wall for support just like her back had done so prior. She could still feel them upon her skin. The tingling sensation of his two powerful hands gripping her firm ass cheeks tightly, using them to lift her body into the air, holding it in position, while his thick and long rod of rigid meat invaded the place he came forth from.

Her son had forced himself upon her and fucked her into submission! And she had allowed him to do so by wrapping her legs around his waist, helping him to plunge his manliness deep into her sex, urging him to impregnate her with his seeds.

"W… what have I done?" Hinata uttered dreadfully as she struggled to quench her trembling. Her white milky eyes flickered with guilt. She swallowed hard as she tried to push herself away from the wall, away from the spot where the incestuous act had taken place. "It wasn't real… it wasn't. Boruto said it was a dream… it was… wasn't it?"

She placed the other hand upon her chest, fidgeting the patterned edge of her blouse. Her mind recalled that it was ripped apart by his hand in order to access her cleavages hidden within, but when she found herself awoken on the kitchen's floor, she was fully clothed despite the thick spunk leaking between her legs, soaking her undergarment. She thought it was her husbands from the night before oozing out as he flooded her inside to the brim, but the taste was different. It was saltier and richer… almost addicting.

Her tongue subconsciously rolled around the slimy inner wall of her mouth, trying to savor any residues within, as her face flushed with red. When none was found, her breathing became heavier as her body convulsed slightly, forcing itself to secrete more of her son's batter out of her pulsating lower lips. She arched her upper body forwards and removed the hand from her chest. She soaked its finger into the creamy filling that slimed down her thighs.

"Stop it, Hinata, just stop it," Hinata scolded herself sternly as she raised the drenched fingers to her lips, readying to savor the taste once more. She gulped, staring at the glistering coating, before opening her mouth slowly and rolling out her tongue towards it. Before her tongue could come in contact with the dripping spunk, she jerked her hand away, spraying the pungent seeds smearing across the wall. "What is going on…? I can't seem to control myself...? I can't…"

She panted, and after a moment of self-contemplation, she turned about and leaned her back against the wall and slid downward towards the floor. She closed her eyes and fell to the side slowly until her head rested against the floor. "It must be a dream… yes, this is all a dream. I'm still at Hinabi's side."

She snapped her eyes opened when she felt her body was being lifted off the ground. The hazy vision she captured focused slowly as she felt she was being carried away. His features, blond hair and deep oceanic blue eyes, sharpened in the handful of steps. She blinked slowly before shifting her body closer to his arms.

"Naruto-kun," Hinata whispered softly as she closed her eyes once more. "Husband… I'm sorry… I –

"There's no need to worry about it, Hina-chan," Naruto responded as he cuddled his loving wife to his chest while traversing the hallway slowly and carefully. He brought her into the bedroom and laid her upon their bed before covering her tired frame with warm blanket. He then stroked and caressed her face gently, removing any long dark blue strands from obscuring her mesmerizing features. "Hmm…?"

"She's burning up," Kurama noted in the mindscape after a moment. "A fever…? When was the last time anyone had a fever around here?"

Naruto pursed his lips and nodded in agreement. Shinobi and Kunoichi were made of strong stuff, and as such, natural sickness did not affect them unless they were extremely exhausted. His wife appeared to be extremely fatigued. "There is no need to push yourself when you are fatigued, Hina-chan. And visiting your sister today must have taken a lot out of you so just rest for now, okay?"

Hinata blinked slowly. She knew she didn't have a fever, and despite spending much of the day with her sister, Hanabi, she wasn't fatigued. What happening to her was something else entirely, but she felt her body reacted as if it was fighting off an infection. She inhaled deeply, trying to stabilize her chakra flow so her body could combat the foreign contamination more effectively. "What about dinner?"

"Dinner, don't worry, Hina-chan. I will do it," Naruto assured with a sly grin. "Maybe it's time they taste my awesome cooking, huh?"

"Yes, it's time I should notify a medical-nin to stand by," Kurama commented in the mindscape.

"What the hell does that mean, Kurama?" Naruto snorted while his wife shook her head lightly at his declaration. She tried to get off the bed to prepare dinner, but a firm hand pressed her back down.

"Just a precaution, Naruto," Kurama mused. "If you killed your son, it would be a tragedy. All that time you spent preparing him would be a complete waste."

Naruto rolled his eyes. "I'm still here, aren't I?"

"You're still alive and kicking because of me," Kurama snorted. "Without me, you probably died long ago by the shit you called food. Remember that!"

"Right, right. Without you, I can't do anything," Naruto replied before leaning over the bed and gave his wife a kiss on the forehead. "Sleep tight, Hina-chan."

Hinata giggled as she felt like her daughter being tugged into bed by him. "I will, husband." She raised a hand and stroked his cheek seductively. "Come to bed soon."

– Dream to Reality –

Boruto groaned as he couldn't sleep all night. His stomach was growling angrily at the garbage he ate at dinner. It looked like food, but it wasn't food, at least, it wasn't something someone would eat unless they were incredible starving. "Damn it, dad. I don't have an iron stomach like you! How did you mixed up the fucking seasonings when they are all labeled clearly? Next time, I'm going be doing the cooking and see how you like it."

"You're not going to die from something like that so suck it up," a familiar voice echoed in his mind. "I don't hear your sister complaining."

"She said she was full after a single glance! I saw her! I should have done the same… what…!?" Boruto jerked up from the bed. He blinked rapidly and looked around the room to make sure no one was there, hiding in the darkness. "Who are you?"

"Me, I'm your conscience," the voice snickered, "the evil and fun one. How about we go and burn down other villages while torturing some weaklings? Maybe not evil, but it sounds like fun, right?"

Boruto arched a brow as he immediately realized who it was. "Kurama…!? What the hell are you doing in my mind? Get the fuck out and go back to dad's!"

"No thanks, it's nice and cozy in here," Kurama responded flatly, "and besides, it's already crowded over your dad's side. By the way, did you enjoy fucking your mum?"

"Huh… wait… what?" Boruto stuttered. "I didn't… wait… how?"

"I'm in your mind. I can see what you are dreaming about," Kurama answered with a wide grin.

Boruto became utterly speechless. Was it in his mind the whole time? When did that happen...? It was that time in the wood! He sweated profusely. "Kurama… are you going to tell dad?"

"Hmmm… I know your mum is hot and all that, but forcing yourself on her and fucking her like a cheap slut… that's kind of going too… far… and…" Kurama said before bursting out laughing. "ahahahahaha… I couldn't even say that with a straight face! Fuck no, why would I tell Naruto about it?"

Boruto was a bit shocked. "But I thought… it's wrong to think about that?"

"Pphfff… it's a matter of perspective," Kurama snorted, "and your mind is your mind, and what you think about is private. Your father has absolutely no say in it. And if it's anyone's fault, it's your mum for being so damn fuckable, isn't that right?"

"Yeah… you're right, Kurama," Boruto said after a handful of seconds before leaning back against the bed. Whatever he dreamed about was his business. It wasn't like he was actually fucking his mum. That would be wrong in so many levels. He grinned weakly. "Yeah, mum is hot… really hot. I didn't realize it until now."

"So is your sister," Kurama added.

"So is… shut up Kurama! Damn pervert," Boruto retorted. "No wonder dad keeps telling you off."

Kurama snickered. "I'm just saying how I see it. Haven't you notice that she is filling out nicely and would be damn irresistible to many hormonal boys soon. Wouldn't you want to be her first, guiding her on the road to becoming a woman?"

Boruto blinked and sighed. "Can you get out of my mind already?"

"No, I'm not done corrupting you," Kurama refused jokingly.

"Get the fuck out!" Boruto snapped.

"I was just kidding. There is no need to get upset," Kurama said, becoming all calmed and collected. "If you want me out then… take me to your leader."

Boruto could hear it snickering in his mind. He understood the joke. It wasn't funny. He sighed and left the bed. Once he left his room and wandered down the hallway, he questioned: "hey, why can't you just leave and go there on your own?"

"But I'm terrified of the dark," Kurama mused.

"What the fu… never mind," Boruto said and yawned loudly. He strolled passed his sister's room before backtracking and took a peek inside. His sister, Himawari Uzumaki, was sleeping comfortably on her bed at the other end of the room, surrounded with her dolls despite she was no longer a child. Even viewing from the doorway, he admitted she was quiet attractive. That was saying a lot coming from him, who was her brother and shouldn't have thought about her that way. He blinked when he realized he was actually ogling his little sister right now.

"Hey, don't mind me. I won't judge so you can be a creep for as long as you want," Kurama commented as Boruto closed the door to his sister's room gently and quietly before continuing down the hallway.

"But I do mind," Boruto said as he descended the stair to head to his parent's room. As he stood before their closed door, he noted there were several seals placed upon it. He made out one quickly enough.

"I don't think you should disturb them if you know what I mean," Kurama said as it made out all the seals plastered on the wall.

"Yes, I know what you mean, Kurama," Boruto acknolwedged as he felt a bit aroused at the thought of his parents engaging in the heated act. Curiously, he pressed an ear against the door, trying to hear what was going on inside.

"If you want to see what they are doing, you just need to use a simple jutsu," Kurama said.

Boruto narrowed his eyes as he retrieved his ear from the door. "I'm… not interested…"

"Are you sure? This might be the only chance you get to see them at it, and leaving right now would be such a waste," Kurama advised, playing the perfect devil's advocate.

"You're really are evil aren't you?" Boruto asked.

"There is too much goodness in this world," Kurama said, "so I'm its solution."

Boruto chuckled. "So what's the jutsu?"

– Dream to Reality –
Hinata (Lemon)

His loving wife, one of the most beautiful women he had ever known, was stark naked, firm breasts and bald, eager pussy in view, inviting him forwards with a gesture. He grinned lecherously before scratching his cheek with an index finger. "Aren't you fatigued, Hina-chan?"

"I was, but now I'm fully rested, husband," Hinata said softly, stroking her fingers up her body, breasts, collarbone and neck. She ran them through her long silky dark blue hairs before rolling them back down her body suggestively. "If you don't want to, we can cuddle."

"No! I want to," Naruto practically shouted as his hands literally ripped his clothes apart. Why wouldn't he want to? His wife was so damn irresistible, and he sure as hell wasn't stupid to turn her offer down no matter what. He leaped forwards and pinned her on the bed, taking her completely by surprise.

"Naruto-kun," Hinata uttered as her hair splayed out around the bed. Her cheeks were flushed while her chest heaved, uplifting her breasts, as she panted in anticipation. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, eagerly feasting upon them as their tongues tangled within their shared wet orifice. She gasped inwardly as his hand came up to palm her breasts, and she reciprocated his action by wrapping her hands around his blond hair before sliding down to his neck and pulling his face against her.

Naruto didn't need any forth play as he was rock hard. He swiftly positioned his rigid cock at her already moist entrance as his lips broke contact. His breath hitched and her back arched as he quickly sheathed inch after inch inside her warmness, not slowly down until he was buried to the hilt.

Hinata gasped when he bumped – rammed – her cervix. Her nails dug into his shoulder blades at the pleasurable pain rippling through her body. Her white eyes enlarged as he began to pump into her in slow and methodological rhythm, filling her repeatedly, pushing her to the point that she at the edge of reason and sanity.

"Ah… you're so big, Naruto-kun," Hinata panted into his ear and strengthened her locking arms around his shoulder and back. Her legs wrapped around his waist as her cunt clenched his cock tightly. "It's so amazing… filling me up! Ugnnn!"

"Don't you know that I was born to fill you up, Hina-chan," Naruto joked as he plowed his beautiful wife, feeling her fleshy wall tightening around him with each full thrust he achieved. The clenching sensation along his swelling and elongated length, inciting the most pleasurable fiction known to man, made him grunted delightfully. He picked up the pace as sounds of his hips meeting hers echoed loudly within the otherwise silence room. "I can't last long like this, Hina-chan!"

Hinata moaned as she felt the tension within her body rose. She mustered her strength and pulled her lips to his ear, nibbling it lightly before whispering seductively. "I missed dinner tonight, husband, so you must feed me with your l-o-v-e."

That was enough to make Naruto faltered. Overwhelming pleasure lanced through his body in dove. He grinned wildly as he hammered into his wife with deep and powerful stroke, making her cried out as her orgasm crashed through her body, sending indiscernible bliss directly to her sensuous core, rendering her speechless and immobile.

"Shit, Hinata! You're so fucking tight right now. It's like my dick getting crushed in your cunt," Naruto called out as she squeezed his cock like a vise during her orgasm.

Immersing in her climatic pleasure, Hinata tensed her muscles while wrapping her arms and legs around his shoulders and waist even more tightly. She panted, gasped, and moaned. "I want … I want to feel it, Naruto-kun. I want to feel it… you in me… always."

"Your wish is my command, Hinata! Oh! It's coming!" Naruto grunted and jerkily thrust into her. His hips pressed tightly against hers before hot, thick boiling cum rocketed through his jerking shaft and pumped straight into her womb, filling her with his overbearing heat.

As her entire body convulsed violently at the rich and thick cream being spill into her, Hinata thrust her hips up to meet him. Her white eyes then rolled up as she felt geysers upon geysers of boiling white lava crashed against her wall, mixing with the incestuous spunk she was holding within.

– To be continued –


I'm not really sure how many parts there are to this story. When it finishes, it finishes. Don't worry too much about it. The lemon hasn't really ended. It will continue in the next chapter, which should be more HinataxNaruto's actions. Hey, I don't like their paring, but it doesn't mean I can't write their lemon.

Like I said in the author notes of the prologue, this story isn't a prequel to The Three Ls. The prequel to that is titled as Fractured Foundation. This is however, related, to Fractured Foundation, and could be considered as its prequel.

In the Omnibus, Dream to Reality is designated as number 014, sequel to Eyes of the Beholder, which is numbered as 013. Because it is the start of the whole mess, I will write that last.

013 – Eyes of the Beholder
014 – Dream to Reality (BoltxHinata)
014B – Reality to Dream [Sequel to Bad Epilogue]
014G – Clan Revival [Sequel to Good Epilogue]
014T – Icha Icha Paradise [Sequel to True Epilogue]
015 – Fractured Foundation (BoltxHinata)
016 – The Three Ls (Himawari)
016B – Whirlpool of Lost [Sequel to Bad Epilogue]
016G – Whirlpool of Lust [Sequel to Good Epilogue]
016T – Whirlpool of Love [Sequel to True Epilogue]

The story Reality to Dream (014B) is a bad ending of this one, and Fractured Foundation is connected to that followed that it. The saga actually goes like so: Dream to Reality (014) then Reality to Dream (014B), Fractured Foundation (015) then whatever epilogue story I choose for that. It's likely the bad one, which should lead into The Three Ls (016). Whirlpool of Love (016T) is the final story.

If you are biased about the pairing, you can, however, read the stories individually as a standalone. Read this one first then its good ending – filled with family funfest, XD – Clan Revival, or its true ending, letting the love spread to the world, Icha Icha Paradise!