Warning to the viewer: As an Italian, I just have to squeeze some brutal mob slayings in here somewhere, so why not in this story? Rating will be upgraded to -R- for more brutal violence, drug use, and fan service!
As for formatting: FanFiction.net is having trouble displaying asterisks, so…
-Hyphens- denote emphasis.
A further warning: When I say fan service, I mean -a lot- of fan service. Non-hentai fans beware.
Thank you, and have a brutally nice day.
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Chapter Three
The Sistine Chapel in Rome was a beautiful work of art. It is known for it's ceiling where Leonardo De Vinci painted a bunch of nude people.
Sakai, now a guest in Rome, looked to the ceiling above. He whispered, "Hmm, this picture almost gives off a pornographic aura."
"Hibuki, it's a been a while!"
The ninja turned 180 degrees to face another man.
Italy's head of the crime syndicate and Hibuki Sakai's half-brother, Don Vincentino "Fatso" Sakai was a large man. Standing near 7-foot high and weighing in at 500 pounds, he would give most sumo a run for their money. He had the coldest cyan blue eyes. Yes, his hands have indeed killed thousands of people. He only wore one outfit: a black tux. Also, his long black hair was tied back in a ponytail
Hibuki laughed with joy. "Fatso! How ya been, bro?"
Vincentino gave the man a great big bear hug, nearly suffocating the ninja master.
"Gah, put me down!" Sakai didn't like -tight- situations.
Fatso put the man down. "I've a been a busy. Afterall, it is my a reputation to a kill at least half a thousand people every a day. Give a me my a sword!"
Another man, also dressed in a tux and sunglasses, handed Fatso a five-foot long iron sheaf with a shimmering foot long hilt.
Hibuki got down on his knees and looked to the heavens. "Oh great Buddha, I can't believe it! The legendary Masamune!"
"That's a right!" Fatso exclaimed while unsheafing the gargantuan katana. "This a will be the sword that puts an end to your target's a life. And I will a kill him, personally!"
"When do we leave?" Hibuki asked, anxious to see his half-brother put and end to a certain young man.
"Tomorrow at a 4:00 AM."
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Naota's room. 6:00 PM. For the past 24 hours, Nandaba Naota and Samejima Mamimi have been catching up on lost times. They discussed several things, like Naota's life of delinquency, Mamimi's career, the good old days, and how empty they've felt these last couple of years.
"I'm glad to hear you smoke weed now, chief. Now I have someone to share my white widow with." Mamimi beamed.
"White widow, huh? I hear it that's some good shit."
The woman nodded. "It is."
This was the first time in a long while he has seen Mamimi with her hair pulled up in a ponytail. She's so gorgeous!
The female lit up the joint and handed it to the boy. "Know the rules?"
He inquired, "Puff, puff, pass?"
"Bingo."
Naota took two hits then passed the joint. After Mamimi took two hits, she put it out. "We'll save some for later, okay?"
"Sure."
Mamimi appeared to be deep in thought. He's still as warm-hearted as ever…he's still my little Ta-kun. I wonder, how far he is willing to go? I hope I don't push him away. The woman asked him, "Is it alright if I leave my mark?"
Naota froze. Wouldn't that be appropriate? Come on, this is Mamimi! You know you like her! He answered her, "I don't see why not."
The woman did not reply with words, rather actions. She crawled directly behind him on the bottom bunk, and took a seat where his rear end was pressed up against her crotch. She slowly wrapped her arms around his waist, her breasts cushioning his upper back, as she slowly brought her lips down to the left side of his neck.
The boy shivered at the sensation of her sucking. "Oh Buddha!"
"What's the matter?"
Naota blushed. "N-nothing."
Mamimi half frowned. "Is that so?"
"It just feels really good, that's all."
The woman smiled mischievously. "Good." She returned to making a hickey on the boy's neck. She could feel his shivers grow more violently. "Well, well, what have you been hiding from me, Ta-kun?"
Naota was too nervous to reply coherently. The woman eyed that certain -bulge- in his pants. "I, uh, um, you see, ah…"
She giggled. "There's no need to be ashamed."
"Um, okay."
Mamimi got up from the bottom bunk. "Let me show you something more shameful!"
Naota didn't have a clue what was to come…
Outside of Naota's room, Kamon pressed his ear against the door. There's going to be fooly cooly, I just know it!
Back inside the boy's bedroom, Naota didn't have a clue what was to come…until Mamimi slid her miniature tank top over her head, revealing her black lingerie bra. His jaw, needless to say, dropped to the floor.
"Come on, I haven't even started!" The woman stated matter-of-factly.
Next, she slid off her miniskirt, revealing her black lingerie panties.
Naota gave himself a pep talk. Come on, Naota. I know it's a lot of pressure, but you've got to keep it together, damn it!
Both were oblivious to the world around them. So much, in fact, they didn't notice the boy's door was slightly open.
They're really going to do it! I must get my video camera!!! Indeed, Kamon Nandaba had no shame. With nothing holding him back, he tiptoed to his room to get his Sony Hi-Definition, 1920x1440 pixel, 64 bits per pixel, Dolby Pro Logic II, 7.1 channel surround, 16:9 ratio wide screen camcorder. I bet the old man will shit himself!
Inside Naota's -pad of lust-…
Mamimi threw off the black lace that held her hair up, thus letting it flow freely on her shoulders.
Naota's internal struggle continued. Can't contain myself! Must not explode!!!
Mamimi slipped back into her high heel slippers. "I like to administer pain. Maybe I'll step on your crotch if you're naughty!"
Outside the pad of lust…
Kamon, with the camcorder in hand, thought to him self, I've always figured Mamimi for the S&M type!
Inside the pad of lust…
Mamimi finally unfastened her bra and slowly let it fall to the floor, revealing her rounded orbs of flesh.
Naota's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. Oh Buddha, I can't believe this is really happening!
Now…the end…the woman slowly slid her panties down her legs, revealing her cleanly shaven pelvis. When her last garment hit the floor, she stepped out of it.
He mentally swore, Good fuggin' Buddha!
Mamimi was now completely bare, minus her high heel slippers. She slowly, gently twirled around, allowing him to see all of her.
His eyes trailed around her form. Silky tan flesh, full breasts, tight buttocks, professionally sculpted legs, flat abdomen, slender neck, deeper-than-the-ocean black eyes, full lips, silky hair…could this be human?
"What do you think, Ta-kun?"
"You're a fraggin' goddess!!" Naota quickly covered his mouth. He didn't mean to blurt it out…at least not like that.
The woman smiled, and further more straddled the young man. She lifted his black Cannibal Corpse T-shirt over his head and discarded it. Next, she unfastened his baggy, black JNCOs, and pulled them down.
"Pokemon boxers, eh?" She enjoyed embarrassing him to no fraggin' end; as if he couldn't any blush deeper!
She slowly leaned her lips towards his, planting a soft kiss. She whispered, "I love you, Naota-kun."
"I-uh…"
She stopped him with another soft kiss. "It's okay. You don't have to say it." She took his right palm in her hands and slowly brought it to her left breast.
The boy thought, I can feel her heart beating.
"Would you believe me if I said I was still a virgin?"
Naota shook his head.
"Well…in a sense, I am. I've only been deflowered when I was raped."
"What?!!!"
"Several guys have took advantage of me, chief. One of them being your brother."
Naota shook with rage. That fucking bastard!
"You're going to be the only person that I ever make love to willingly."
Naota's heart skipped a beat. "Um, um, um…"
"Don't say anything. Just let me make a man of you."
She slipped him the tongue, and soon they would embark on a magical adventure.
Outside the pad of lust…
The middle-aged man, still taping his son's ascension to manhood, grinned like he's never grinned before. Fooly Cooly! Fooly Cooly! Fooly Cooly!!!
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Hours later, on a private jet headed towards Mabase, Fatso Sakai meditated in his private chambers. I am a one with the universe. I am a one with the elements: Fire, Water, Wind, Earth's soil, Darkness, and Light. I will a use these to destroy my enemy. His eyes shot open, and he emitted a demonic grin. You need a not worry, brother. I will take a care of this cockroach!
End Chapter Three.
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More Authors' notes: Oh man, that was my first hentai scene in a fan fiction story for over a year! Sorry if it sucked, rust is bound to happen after such long periods of time.
