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Ch. 3

Kumori sat up groggily long black hair tumbling around her in a silky mess of bed head. She blinked blearily as she looked around to find that she was in her room at her apartment in her bed. She sighed as she lay back in her night cloths feeling a bit relieved and disappointed. So all that had been a dream? What a dream, she thought as she looked at the slight cracks that where on her ceiling. Maybe she had just been dreaming before when she had passed out in her bosses office? After a moment she sighed and slid out of bed only to pause. She frowned down at herself as she took note of the different sensation of the fabric of her sleep wear. After a moment she shook her head and moved into her bathroom to get a shower only to freeze at the sight that met her eyes.

Madara Uchiha was currently lounging in her tube as he enjoyed a long hot soak. Kumori stood there frozen for a moment before numbly turning and leaving moving almost robotically to the kitchen. From there she pour herself out a glass of Seagram's fine whisky and a Sprite before sitting on the couch, intent on getting a bit tipsy. She had a feeling that she was either hallucinating, going crazy, or the even scarier thought, that all this might actually be real. Either way though there was no easy answer to what she was going through so she really needed something to calm her nerves.

"Is it normal to drink this early in the day?" came a voice from the edge of the living room. Kumori looked up the find a shirtless Madara leaning against the wall with his arms crosses. Thin rivulets of water clung to his torso in an appetizing manner but Kumori was too put out to appreciate the view or ogle like normal. Instead she gave a long suffered sigh and took another deep gulp of her liquor.

"Nope. Not even close, but I'm sure normal doesn't apply to this situation anymore." She grumbled into her glass again. After a moment Madara moved to the sliding glass door that led to the porch or her apartment.

"This place… it is very odd. Everyone here speaks in an odd language. Their eyes are peculiarly shaped as well. Very round." he finally said. Kumori blinked in surprise before realizing numbly what he was talking about. That's right, he's been speaking in Japanese this entire time, she thought to herself. Her father had been from Japan and she had learned Japanese from him even though she lived in the United States and spoke mainly English. She hadn't thought anything of the language change since she was used to it when talking with friends and family. Madara must have found the more traditional American populace to be a bit of a puzzlement; that was of course if he was real and not a figment of her imagination.

"Well if you hadn't figured out, you're not even in your own world anymore. You're in mine, here in the land of America on the Planet of Earth. There is a country here though that very closely resembles your own called Japan or Nippon. There they actually speak your language and have the same customs and culture. Heck they even used to have ninja a few hundred years ago there." Said Kumori moodily as she took another gulp, sighing in contentment as the tell tale blossoming of warmth flared in her stomach the slight depth perception changing in her vision and her motor skills. Madara stiffened before sighing deeply.

"I was just hoping that you would say it was a simple case or teleportation or time space Ninjutsu. To think that you're saying that I'm in another world," He murmured. Kumori made a perplexed face at his words before sighing and knocking back the rest of her drink.

"Well come on and get dressed. I need to have my neighbors take a look at you," she said as she stood and marched resolvedly to her bedroom so she could get some clothing on.

"Why? What is the purpose?" asked Madara, his voice growing hard with wariness and command. Kumori paused to shoot him a deadpan expression.

"Because the concept of universal travel isn't normal. In fact, hallucinations are a more easily acceptable idea, so I need you to come with me so my neighbors can actually confirm if you are real or just a freaky hot figment of my imagination," she said as she pulled on a shirt and some pants. After a moment Madara nodded carefully before leaving to get his shirt. On their way out of the apartment, Kumori paused to shoot Madara an odd look.

"Wait, how did you know that people here don't speak you language or that their eyes look more round?" she asked with a frown. The man merely raised an eyebrow as he crossed his arms.

"After you passed out and I put you to bed, I decided to look around and see where we were." He said, leaving no room for argument. Kumori blinked before sighing and moving out the door, Madara following closely.

"Ah well. I guess that's only natural," she muttered as she locked the door and motioned for Madara to follow. He raised an eyebrow but didn't argue.

Knock knock. Kumori paused to wait for a response. A moment later there was the sound of foot steps and soon she was faced with her neighbor Jasmine.

"Yes? Can I help you Kumori?" asked the older woman. Kumori shot her a smile.

"Yes, I would like to introduce my boyfriend, Madara. He's going to be coming and going out of my apartment every now and then, just to let you know so you don't think he's a burglar or anything," Kumori said with a smile as she gestured to the man behind her. To her minor relief and growing dread, her neighbor nodded to the man behind her with a blush and a grin.

"Thanks for telling me. Well, it was good to meet you Madara." Said the older woman as Kumori waved bye and the door shut. After a moment she slowly turned around her face pale as she regarded the man that was calmly standing behind her, his face amused.

"Well?" he finally asked. Kumori gulped.

"Y-you're actually r-real," she squeaked out, face still shocked. After a moment she sighed before starting down the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Madara called as he calmly trailed after her.

"To get a drink. I should probably do my best to get wasted right now."

"Wasted?"

"Drunk as hell," Kumori clarified. After a moment Madara regarded his surrounding before speaking.

"I'll go with you. You can explain your world as we go," he said calmly. She nodded still feeling a bit distracted.

50 minutes Later

Kumori sigh for what felt like the hundredth time that day as she pulled the drunk singing Uchiha Clan Head along, feeling a bit cheated. Who would have thought that he was such a light weight when it came to drinking? He had only had about four shots of vodka to go in his cocktail drinks. She was supposed to be the one getting drunk dammit! Here she was stuck with this guy until she got him back to his world and she still had to read up on the Naruto universe.

"And she was so fair with her hair all about! Hic- that's why we screwed till the sun was out!" he sang before breaking into bellowing laughter. She sighed and rolled her eyes. Madara was probably taking advantage of the fact that he had gotten away from the responsibilities of his clan for once. Kumori got the impression that the man was usually uptight and was jumping at the chance to just have fun. Who was going to see him? His clan members? The Hokage Hashirama? Ha, he was definitely enjoying this a bit too much.

"Heeeey, Ku-chan? Heeeeeeyyyy," he said as the elevator took us up to the floor that Kumori lived on. She sighed.

"Yeah?"

"You're –hic! Really pretty, no I mean… beautiful," he said his pink cheeks flushing a bit more as he looked at her, a silly lopsided grin hanging off his lips. She blinked in surprise before chuckling and sending him a slight grin herself.

"Thanks. You aren't half bad looking yourself," she said. Madara chuckled before hiccupping. He was slowly sobering up, but still acting like a nuisance.

"You called me hot, and I've made you nosebleed twice," he snickered. Kumori blushed at the reference and huffed as she dragged the man back to the apartment.

"Yeah so?" she grumbled as she opened the door and led him in turning to lock the door. When she turned around again her heart leapt up into her throat as she found that he was so close, his nose wasn't an inch from her own. He let loose a devious little smirk.

"So, I think we should do something about this. After all it's not healthy for you to lose so much blood from your little… outbursts," he said with a chuckle as Kumori sputtered indignantly.

"Hey, don't go acting all high and mighty, acting like it's for my own good when it's just you wanting some 'tail.'" Kumori snapped. Madara chuckled before his expression became serious.

"Very well. I will be direct with you," he murmured before leaning in to close the distance between them his breathing becoming deeper but not speeding up. Kumori blinked in surprise when she realized that there was barely any alcohol on his breath. He nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck as he carefully pulled her to him, reveling in the soft warm sensation of her body's feminine curves molding to him.

"I happen to find myself unusually attracted to you Kumori-chan, and I find that I want to… touch you, to feel you; to have to writhing under me as you moan out my name while I make you come again and again. I want to take you until you are so sated in your lust that you can barely move," he murmured. A violent shiver ran through Kumori warmth blossoming in her lower stomach as her breathing sped up and Madara leaned back to get a look at her face. What he saw there managed to surprise him. Kumori's eyes where glazed over with desire, cheeks flushed and she looked like she was eating him alive with her eyes. That's all the warning he got. Kumori's lips crashed into his own in a searing kiss and Madara's breath sped up to match her own frantic pace as their hands began to wander and caress. A hiss broke the air as Kumori broke the kiss to start kissing the taller man's neck, quivers running through his frame as she found a particularly sensitive spot. She chuckled softly before sucking the spot, a groan breaking past Madara's lips as his grip on her waist tightened. She nibbled the skin tantalizingly causing another vocal response from the man. She paused to chuckle.

"Who would have thought that your weak spot would be your neck Mada-chan? Wouldn't have pegged you as the vocal type," she purred. Madara stiffened and shot her a dark look as she smirked at his annoyed expression. It was a thinly veiled challenge to his manliness and he wasn't one to back down from a challenge. Kumori let loose a squeak of surprise when Madara suddenly picked her up bridal style, swiftly taking them to her bedroom before he tossed her on the bed making her squeak in surprise again. She didn't even get the chance to wonder what he was doing when he was hovering over he, eyes burning with need and lust before his lips crashed into her own once more, his hands quickly making work of her shirt, his large calloused fingers ghosting across feverish heated skin as she gasped and shivered beneath him. She let her own hands undo the ties to his shirt, enjoying being touched as she touched him, the feel of his warm smooth flesh under her fingertips. His hard muscles quivered and jerked under her gentle teasing touches, small gasps and groans breaking past his lips, eliciting a smirk from Kumori. Madara growled before nudging his way in between Kumori's legs so that he could grinding his hips harshly against her still clothed woman hood. The young woman couldn't help the gasp and breathy moan that broke past her lips at the delicious friction. Madara smirked triumphantly at his lovers pleased face before he repeated the action, causing her downy black lashes to flutter shut as another wave of pleasure elicited an additional quiet moan. The lean muscular man chuckled gently before bending down to catch her strapless bra in his teeth and pull it off before flinging it to the other side of the room, dark eyes drinking in the delicious sight before him. Fine creamy breasts, both soft and round where presented before him and he couldn't help but stare intently at them as he took in the delectable sight of her panting form, only a pair of dainty white panties covering her womanhood. The man chuckled before going in for another searing kiss. He had a feeling that this was going to be amazing. Too bad Madara Uchiha had managed to bite off more than he could chew. Kumori had every intention of him fulfilling his promise to sate her lust until she couldn't move.

Hashirama sighed deeply as he contemplated the problem on his hands. The Village Hidden in the Leaves was on the brink of a civil war, the Uchiha clan, mainly Izuna going frantic when they had discovered the disappearance of their Clan head Madara. It didn't help that he had been last seen going to the Hokage's office never to return. There had been panic, the Uchiha under the impression that the Senju had done away with their strongest member in an attempt to cripple them like their clan elders had warned them. Mito, Hashirama, and the secretary Yuri had all testified that Madara had been teleported away by a mysterious woman wearing the Uchiha crest, but no one had listened, their suspicions growing too strong.

He was currently in another frantic meeting with all the clan heads, Izuna standing in steed of his brother. The Talks weren't going well, and Hashirama knew that if something didn't happen quickly to intervene with the situation, then the Uchiha clan was going to break away from the village or attack. It was looking like they would be more inclined to do the latter.

"This is your last chance Senju," hissed Izuna angrily from his seat, "Hand over Uchiha Madara or face the consequences. There are several clans here that fear that they will be the next to be subdued if we allow things to progress."

At that moment a black hole opened up in the center of the ceiling and two people fell into the room.

"Oh thank God," gasped one of the people as they staggered away from the other person, profound relief on their face. It was a man that they all knew well, but gone was Madara's usually arrogant confidence that seemed to hang around him. His cheeks looked slightly hollow highlighting the dark circles under his slightly crazed eyes. The moment he spotted Hashirama he dove behind him as if using him as a human shield. Hashirama stiffened in surprise and horror as the other person on the floor slowly stood. He shuddered as the dark silky hair all but slithered around her form as the young woman stood, her Uchiha crested yukata hanging loosely off her slender curvaceous form. Madara and Hashirama both gave a small "Eep!" of terror as she turned burning eyes on the both of them, the way her dark hair hung around her and the rumpled nature of her kimono making her look like a beautiful but deadly ghost or apparition.

"Madara, I thought you were going to satisfy me, dear. We aren't done just yet," she said softly as she began to creep forward gracefully all but gliding across the floor, making the hair on the back of everyone's necks stand up as anxiety and alarm ran through all the people gathered. This woman and the story that Hashirama and Mito had told, made it sound like this woman was in fact a minor demon of legend, a Hinoenma, which was a succubus that stole away men to drain their life force. The change in Madara was so great that no one doubted that this woman was in fact such a being of legend and waves of terror began to run through the room. Did this mean that all the creatures of legend where in fact real?! That there where demons?! The very possibility that the spirits of the world where actually very much real and able to interact was a warriors worst nightmare. How do you fight and defeat something that isn't even mortal or human?

"M-M-M-M-M-M-MITOOOOOOOOOOO!" both Hashirama and Madara screamed shrilly at the same time as they clung to each other in terror since the beautiful but frighteningly otherworldly woman crept forward. There was a flash of brilliant red hair and Mito slammed a seal into the woman creature's back making her give an "oomph!" of surprise and turn sharply to glare at who had struck her. Kumori didn't notice that the seal or her back was beginning to glow.

"What the f-AAAAAGGHHHH!" screamed Kumori as the seal did its job and she disappeared in a flash of bright light. The seal fluttered to the ground though the paper now had the kanji for woman in the middle, meaning that Kumori had been sealed in it. Mito sniffed and dusted off her hands before shooting a smug look at Izuna and the rest of the terrified clan heads. She was going to get an apology from them for doubting her word as the Uzumaki princess, and she was going to threaten to let that demon out if she had to. With that she smirked and picked up the seal. Time to restore some order to the village.

AN: hey there folks! SO… another chapter. Sorry I didn't go all the way through with the lemon but I can be more graphic in detail later if you guys want, since this IS an M rated story… I don't know. You guys can let me know in your reviews. This was more of a teaser for lemons and a warning for those that can't handle that sort of thing. ;) well, thanks for reading and please review. I see that I've got a few more votes in for some characters. I'd like to shout out to my reviewers and thank you all for commenting. It's very helpful. Ok! so we will be dealing with another arc up next after the founders of Konoha Arc. :)

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