That Look: Retribution Of Heirs

Ch 7 Out Of Sight

"You're insane."

"No, I'm not," Shikamaru had his hands tucked under his chin in the prescribed rat hand sign when he saw Shizune ready to jump to her feet to, undoubtedly, tell Tsunade of his goals.

"Damn it!" Shizune screamed as she looked at her body as if it betrayed her.

Shikamaru wasn't one for aggressive pursuits, anything that required too much physical activity, really, and he was already well aware of how nimble and painfully elusive Shizune could be. It was well know how her and the Fifth Hokage evaded bill collectors and several bounty hunters who eagerly desired to have one of the legendary Sannin's captured as a notch on their belt or the Shodai's necklace for collateral.

The lazy Nara would have never caught her had she got on her feet, thus one of his many reasons to get her on her back when she came with him was to give him some time to keep her where she was with a Shadow Imitation Jutsu should she try to flee.

"Let me go, now!"

Throwing himself back so she could stay as immobile as he was, Shikamaru was already grumbling. "Do you think I would have had to go through all this if I didn't think you weren't going to be troublesome?"

"Of course I'm against it!" She screamed at him, trying her damnedest to break free. "What woman in her right mind, shinobi or not, would agree to punish their enemy with rape! This is sick!"

"Jeez! I'm not talking about rape, woman!"

Despite her rage, when he called her 'woman', it had registered in her subconscious level of how demeaning it was, yet gained her attention enough for her to hear him say he was not talking about what her fear had assumed. Giving him a smoldering glare that could cut through steel, she answered with a voice to match her narrowed brown eyes.

"Let me get this straight, right here, right now, Nara Shikamaru. At anytime,at any part of this conversation involves taking advantage of her in a sexual manner against her will, will I not only be adamantly against it, I will make sure the Hokage and myself take every chance to make your life a living hell if you try to implement it behind our backs. Do you understand me?"

Shikamaru's light hearted surrender pose with his hands up and grumbled sigh was mimicked by her. "Look, I know I don't have to convince you what I'm about to try, but I want to ask you something on a medicinal level. Whether you agree to it or not is not your decision. I'll leave that to the Hokage and the Clan heads. What I need for you is your expertise of the human body and it's capabilities, that's all."

Shizune flinched her hands several times, obviously uncomfortable where this may lead but she couldn't keep the loathing from her eyes. "Not until you release me."

"No, you answer my questions first and then I'll release you." Shikamaru countered firmly.

Even if she couldn't shake her head, the young shinobi saw a mildly triumphant look about her face he knew was well deserved.

"Shika-kun, do you really believe you can hold this jutsu up for as long as I can keep my silence? You have to know that I am aware of everything about you on a medical level including what the limits of your abilities are. I can lay here for as long as I need to until you exhaust yourself. I also know for a fact that even though you've been training harder, you're still only able to keep me bound for no more then five to seven minutes max."

"Actually, Shizune nee-chan, it's more like eight, but that's beside the point," He chuckled, but not without receiving another growl from her.

"Don't you DARE call me nee-chan!" She barked at him, making him flinch at the sheer power behind that. "If you viewed me as family you could just talk to me bout this instead of holding me against my will!"

"Troublesome, I swear I have the best interests of everyone and you're not letting me get a word in sideways!"

"Look at what you're doing! Why should I?"

"Because it WILL work!"

Now she was quiet, still glowering at him with all the rage she could muster.

"Just listen to me, okay?"

"Let me go."

"No, you need to just give me a chance to explain-"

"I'm going to scream," She hissed and looked about as ready to do it too.

There was no doubt ANBU patrolling the area. The shinobi graveyard was a treasure trove of potential secrets to be unveiled despite some of the precautions most hidden villages took to prevent that from happening. Still, there were those, like Orochimaru, who seemed to have a knack to do the impossible.

If she screamed now there would be hell to pay from not only them but from the Hokage as well.

He had to start talking and making her cover her own mouth while covering his wasn't going to help matters.

"Do you miss him?"

Shizune blinked. "Him? Him who?"

"Dan, your uncle."

The thought didn't surprise her, just distract her. "You're not going to win me over with this, Shikamaru. Yes, it worked to get me here, but it's not going to help-"

"If you could see him again, hold him, as a little boy, hell, even as a baby, how would you feel?"

Vulnerable emotions peaked inside of her. As a woman and a kunoichi, it was well understood that her chance to have a child was never going to be in her future, like her mentor. She was twenty eight and a little over a year till she was thirty. Besides, it was never good to look back. It never solved a thing. Could she become a mother? Yes, but at what cost? Tsunade needed her.

Still, there were those memories of him holding her and being such a wonderful uncle when she was growing up. The idea of meeting him again made her smile.

The reality of what he was asking made her shake her head.

"Everyone wants that, Shikamaru, but it's not the answer to stop a war."

"Is it?" He rebutted, "What if it was?"

Closing her eyes, she pinched her lips and said, "This is the stupidest thing I think I've ever done. Fine, I'm listening."

Licking his lips, he knew he had to talk fast and break it down so that, at a minimum, if what he was thinking was even remotely possible. "Is there a way for a woman to have multiple births with different DNA inside the womb?"

Blowing a lock of hair from her face since she couldn't do it with her hands, she considered it. "Possible? Yes. Semen from two different donors, have the woman medicinally produce multiple eggs through her ovaries and collect them to be inseminated through syringe on a microscopic level, the possibility, theoretically, is possible, but there could be complications involving blood type differences, insertion of the fertilized eggs holding to the uteral lining, chakra infusion control to keep them seperated for about three days to ensure survivability, delicate and minute checks to ensure the mother isn't in any kind of life threatening situations where she connects both beings through out their fertilization process..."

"So, it's possible." He concluded with a look of hope in his eyes.

"Yes, but the real question is if the medics and the host are willing." She shot back. "Do you really think any medic nin is going to agree to this process? How are you going to get Temari to just LET this happen to her?"

Shikamaru chewed his lip, answering what he hoped would be the turning point of this conversation. "The 'How' is not the issue now, but more along if she agreed to it?"

"Excuse me?" Shizune balked at such a ridiculous belief.

"Look, as I said I don't want a war to break out, right?"

Shizune nodded.

"Then how would I be able to do that if the princess of the invading village is raped and treated like breeding stock? We'd be no better than Kumo. What if I can get her to agree to give back what she and her family took from us and, by doing so, we give her back to Suna?"

"Give her back? Ino and Chouji, your friends, are dead-"

"I know!" He shouted this time, a tick in his eye working a muscle that went all the way down his jaw.

Shizune waited for him to calm down, seeing his obvious effort to push back what he was feeling inside of himself.

"I know," he said softly, reaching to touch an earring his sensei gave him and his team. Shikamaru continued with a bit more control and less emotion.

"She would have given them back to us, as infants." Running his hand through his hair, forcing Shizune to do the same, he grumbled in near desperate exasperation, "It's a lot harder to desire death when you're holding the reflection of the child you lost in your arms."

Shizune paused as she considered it.

"There is no way the Hokage would send her back to Suna without serving some kind of punishment that exceeds what you're asking for-" she began, but Shikamaru interrupted her again.

"We'd also have to see about making Temari a political prisoner here and that would required her to give us information about Suna, including some of her family background, Suna's defenses, elite shinobi, etc...but that's more for show. We could even go as far as to extend her to stay in a minimum security environment. If anything, she might even have temporary residence."

"Why would we give her that?" Shizune squawked in confusion, "She won't be a prisoner as a ninja, but free to roam about like a civilian? First you want her to receive a punishment and then you want her to have liberties? That's ludicrus! I thought you wanted revenge and you take as well as give to her? She would leave at the first chance she would have or start killing off other civilians or shinobis-"

"No, she wouldn't." He made a point of raising his finger to emphasize his point, "She's already prepared to die to save her people from war. As long as she is a good girl and behaves herself, agrees to give us two children she would lose no more than a year or so of her life. Afterwards, as a show of eventual good faith, we could even have Suna come in to inspect her as a willing hostage to show them and the other nations we are firm about punish people for the sake of protecting our Clans and our shinobi."

Shaking her head, she was clearly against it. "They won't like this. They won't agree to it. It's got some merit, but it's just not enough. By taking away two Head Clan heirs, you're not only taking away the flesh of who they are and trying to compensate with other flesh like cattle, but we're talking about two souls who were created by love of friends and family, mother's not giving a part of themselves to their babies, husband's making love to their wives to create life, Clan pride and parents seeking justice. This scientific break down of numbers will not work!"

"I know it's not ideal, but, it's something, right?"

Shizune really wished she could rub her head right now. "Think about the Kazekage, Shikamaru. Do you think he's going to let his daughter get violated like this and stand idly by? He's lost face by having his own heirs lost and now his last one is expected to give up whatever part of their own blood to their enemy for the sake of peace? While, on surface it seems like a great idea, he has an image as their leader and as Suna's supreme protector to consider. If he loses in this what happens? He will want war just for the sake of proving he won't stand for it. Don't even get me started about what's going to happen if word gets out. What's to stop other countries from doing the same thing? Demanding the same thing?"

Rubbing his own head, making Shizune do what she had wanted to do before, he answered, "I'm not sure, but this is why I need help with this and that's why I'm coming to you. Please, I need your help to have me discuss this properly with the Hokage."

Sighing in frustration, Shizune could see he had really been wracking his brain about this.

"Who else have you talked to about this?"

Shikamaru took that as a positive sign that she was, at least, considering it. "Inoichi. He was against it as well, but I think with some help from his wife and then having the Akimichi's on board, this very well could be something that would, at a minimum, blunt the Clans from putting Konoha and Suna at war."

Shizune couldn't believe she was even considering this angle. Tsunade had been her mentor and beloved sensei for half of her life. If there was one thing she knew she treasured was the life of her friends and family, that was the whole reason she left Konoha. Losing Dan, losing Nawaki...everything that made her home precious to her was tainted like the most acidic poison. It was as if being within the gates of the Senju's greatest achievement, creating the most powerful village next to the Uchiha's, was a horrific nightmare everywhere she turned.

What she loved, she now hated.

Nothing could make pure what had been her most reigning family success. She was Senju, one of the greatest family names in Konoha history and it made everything she held true to her past seem fake.

In her eyes, her village killed her brother and her deepest love.

Shizune was all too aware of how bleak her sensei's life was afterwards.

Still...

...if she could have him back...

"It won't work, Shikamaru." Shizune's voice was firm.

"Why not?"

"Because if it could break the anger and rage from people's hearts who have felt the loss of their loved one like this, don't you think we would have done it already?"

Shikamaru agreed with a tired nod. "I have thought of that, but the question remains is this," He firmly answered in kind, "has anyone ever asked or tried?"

Keep the other's gaze, Shizune answered simply. "Trying to genetically bring back your friends? No, but listen to yourself! Morally and ethically, it's against the rules."

"Maybe, but what if everyone agreed voluntarily?"

She huffed in utter annoyance, finding every one of his arguments was based, pretty much, on 'what ifs' and 'everyone agreeing with him'. "That is one hell of a gamble, Shikamaru."

"Yeah, well, I'm a genius, not a gambler, but we don't actually have that much to lose. As things stand now war is inevitable. The Kazekage can't let us keep his daughter and the clans can't spare her, you said so yourself. So what do we have to lose at this point? If you have any other solution to avoid war I am open to it. Otherwise, even if you do find this distasteful isn't it still better than the alternative? It's not always a choice between good and bad. Sometimes its a choice between the lesser evil. DO keep in mind our poor little princess is responsible for Ino's death and I'm never going to forget the look of pleasure as Gaara crushed Chouji to death in front of everyone. I'd say she's earned a little suffering.'"

He released his Jutsu on her and she made a quick shuffle to get back on her feet. Shizune's whole body flexed, but not exactly sure which way to go or what to do.

A small trickle of sweat went down Shikamaru's cheek as he watched her carefully, fully expecting her to dash off or call ANBU on him. "I'm against it, Shikamaru,"

Rolling his eyes, he was already nodding. He figured she would be...

"But, it's not for me to decide."

Smirking, he helped himself up and dusted his hands on his pants. "Will you at least help me get the medical part done? Make the whole process spelled out so everyone can understand when I present it to not only the Hokage but the Yamanakas and Akimichis?"

"And Temari," She included pointedly.

"Yes," Shikamaru looked away, his voice edged as he said, "her."

Shizune knew Shikamaru enough to know that there was more to what he wanted than what he was telling her. Whatever it was, the revenge he was seeking would probably encapsulate a war into one person.

Sabaku No Temari.


Naruto and Anko don't know where they were through the pulling and pushing of one body against the other, but they just knew they couldn't be in the park to make love and it had to be someplace quiet and unused.

Like his his old apartment room...if they could get there.

They hadn't.

Where they stopped or where they fell from the skipping rooftops of one place to another, they didn't know let alone care. Anko finally tackled Naruto and tumbled into wall hidden in the shadows of the lamp lights of the street. From there, Anko nearly raked his teeth with her own in a powerful kiss that took his breath away.

"I need you, here, now...Please!" She hissed when their lips parted to breath, to speak, to beg...

Naruto's own mouth said nothing as he looked at the woman before him, no longer the teenage young lady he had seen on the swing at the park looking as lonely and dejected as he remembered feeling himself.

She was like him in almost every way.

Taking the top of her fishnet shirt in his two fists, he ripped it open from between the parted opening of her trench coat, making her grin approvingly when her breast bounced at their new found freedom.

"So what are you waiting for?" She tugged at the edge of her trench coat to give him a better view of her magnificent mounds. "I'm getting cold."

Hungry lips suckled over her fine breasts and lapped at her hardened nipples. One of Anko's hands went instinctively towards his hair to eagerly accept him while the other reached down low to unbutton his pants.

Quickly, everything was moving so quickly, so fast...

Clothes were a cursed hindrance, forcing them to use their talented balance and foot agility to get Naruto pants off.

...before he knew it, her panties were dangling from her ankle and her legs were wrapped around his bare chisled hips. His hands held her her very toned white cheeks roughly, forcing her pushed her skirt high up past her waist and leaned against her, making her back brace her weight with the wall behind her.

With one looked shared between them, Naruto waited just a pause, just a moment for her to give him some warning that she did want him to contin-

"Don't tease me," Her eager hissed was punctuated by her body wriggling against his engorged member touching under her moistening entrance. "I've waited for you, Naruto, I swear it! Please...please let me be your fir-"

She never got to finish her sentence.

With a ravenous growl, Naruto impaled her upon him with a pull of his arms and a thrust of his hips.

A throaty groan erupted from her throat, her hands tightened against the back of his shoulders as he took her, right there, right then. His own breath rattled as he tried to mentally keep up with what just happened physically.

"We did it," He breathed, lighting a smile across his lips as she did so in kind.

"Yes, we did," She grinned, kissing him with a violent passion that made him almost drop them both.

From there, it was almost a ballistic punishment of two bodies trying to out do the other. Naruto's epic stamina against her skill, his greatly enhanced physical brutality with her reflexive prowess. Two of them tearing into the other sexually, tasting and taking, filling and gasping...each one was proof of their unyielding release of raw animalistic hunger to take what both had inside for years upon years.

This is how it should have been for who knew how long.

Gasping sounds escaped her mouth as she found herself, after who knew how long, with her hands on the wall with her back to him, doing her best just to stay standing as he gripped her, both hands on her shoulders as he entered her...

No, not entered her, but impaled her.

...again, again, again, again.

She wanted to scream, had the right to scream but her lips were held tight just as her eyes were. Stars and lines crossed her vision and she had been long past trying to keep her legs from shaking.

The boy was a monster and she loved him for it.

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

The snake mistresses exposed ass crashed violently against the front of his pelvis as he entered her; deep, long, hard, unstopping, and constant. Their minds raced as she felt the trickling pins and needles reach her most delicate place inside of her, reaching that long missed climactic high she hadn't felt in who knew how long.

"Anko-sensei...I'm...I'm..." His gravelly voice called out to her, gripping her so hard she was sure he could crush her and not even realize it.

Reaching behind herself, she turned to look at him as best she could. Her eyes hazed with ecstasy, she grinned at him in a way that encouraged him to continue. Reaching her hand out to him, he took it as they stared into each other eyes, their bodies moving without any mental need, harder their bodies moved to pull the seed from him and him to give to her.

Their flesh arched into the other with a jarring spasm that knocked them both off their feet and onto the floor. Anko's bare breasts pressed against the cold smooth stone wall that had her bent almost in half at the waist while Naruto leaned against her, still connected intimately inside of her. Taking her into his chest, he panted as only a man who has reached his euphoria through making love could.

He whispered loud enough for her to hear.

"Thank you, sensei...thank you...thank you..."

Chuckling in a way that reminded him she didn't exactly have to call him an idiot to know he was doing something an idiot would do, she reached behind herself and patted his cheek. "You really are a dummy, you know that?"

Pulling his whiskered cheek away from her, she swiveled at the neck to kiss his lips. "I think it's safe to call me just 'Anko'."

"Anko...chan," His smile reached his eyes and he leaned in to kiss her again.

"Naruto...kun?"

The voice sounded so small, so delicately inquisitive that it made both of the lovers look up guiltily at the sihlouette gracefully approaching them. Hidden through the lamp lights, both of them had to squint as they tried to get themselves in a semi respectable manner before their visitor got any closer.

"Lets go!" Anko whispered, pulling Naruto to his feet and off to the rooftops away before they were caught.

"My pants," He began, but soon found himself dashing nude from the waist down as fast as his legs could carry him.

They were off a little ways when Anko just thought of something, racing from one end of Konoha to the other. "Your keys weren't in your pants, were they?"

"Ah, no." He chuckled, uncomfortably wet and dangling freely as he hopped over a powerline that made him just a little more wary as to how close they were from one jump to the next.

He was sure he felt static electricity tingle his man part.

"I hid my keys in my backpack. Why?"

"We're going to your place." She looked over her shoulder at him, grinning in a way that promised more of what they were doing only a minute ago.

"Anko-chan,"

"Yes, Naruto?" She sang out his name eagerly.

"The view from here is great," he chuckled deeply in his throat.

Anko noticed, from where he was behind her, the view had to be rather spectacular.

"Get me inside your room and I'll make you see Kami,"

Anko found herself being scooped, in mid air, and dashed to his room in a matter that was most undignified...

...and she loved it.


Hyuuga Hinata relaxed her Byakugan after saw Naruto, half naked, and Anko trail off towards the west of the village. Looking about, she didn't have to use her doujutsu to see the wet stain of their coupling or the pants bunched and discarded to the side where they had been rutting like two tom cats in an alley.

She hadn't seen them in action, but the sight of him bent over her with their glowing faces staring into each other was enough to make the normally weak spirited Hyuuga pass out. This time, however, she didn't feel as scandalized as she should.

Why?

Looking left and then right, Hinata gingerly picked up the pants and folded them neatly in her arms, carefully keeping the proper creases a piece of clothing from the boy who she still had a lingering crush from those times back at the Academy.

Because, unlike her, he was able to find what he treasured the most.

"So he's happy," She forced a smile to her lips, giving the orange and black pants an affectionate pat. "I'm happy for him."

Footsteps approached her from behind, so she tucked her once crush's pants into her long sleeve and covered the bump with the material of her other arm.

"Hinata-sama," A cadet branch member called out to her. "Did you see anything?"

"Yes," She replied with a little embarrassment. "Two cats were making a lot of noise and I didn't know if it was someone stalking outside the Estate Wall. I am sorry for worrying about it."

The guard studied Hinata closely, easily unfooled by her body posture. To the normal eye, she was, in fact, embarassed and convincingly so, however what she said, how she looked up and away and fidgeted under her sleeves spoke that she knew more than what she let on.

"If you say so, Hinata-sama."

Still, he was just a branch member and she was still from the Main. Who was he to dictate what was she to say or think?

As she walked past him back into their home and eventually into her room, Hinata closed the door softly and sat herself on her bed before calling out softly, "Byakugan,"

Veins flared from the sides of her eyes to ensure where the cadet guards were roaming and she was, in fact, not being spied upon.

She wasn't.

Taking her treasure from her sleeve, she unfolded it and gave it a really long, hard look.

"Naruto-kun," She brought the waist band to her nose and inhaled deeply.

Blushing at the rush of emotional and unrequited knowledge of her desire for him, Hinata's shuddered as she fell onto her pillow with Naruto's pants held against her cheek.

"Is this the closest I'll ever come to being with you?"

So many thoughts went through her mind, especially the sharp pang of hearing them earlier and seeing him and Anko collapsed on each other with such utter love...

And she got to see...IT.

Her legs squeezed together at the thought of him being so...so...big, thick, and...

"Naruto...kun,"

She inhaled his scent again and moaned, secretly wishing, hoping, wanting to be where Anko was just those few minutes ago. This piece of clothing was against him and his...his...

Blushing like mad, her thoughts whirl winded her into an unconscious stupor, her last words spoken before she let her mind drift off into oblivion.

"You came home," she bunched his pants across her breasts. "I'm glad."