When Naru was done talking to Neji the first thing she did was make her way to the red light district. She had never expected Neji to offer what he had and now she was in a rush to prepare. She intended to find several of the working girls she knew relatively well and ask their advice on what to do to make the evening as enjoyable as possible. As it turns out, there was a great deal she still didn't know about sex. The girls were quite concerned when they found out what she was planning to do, but Naru didn't let that deter her. She wanted to be ready for the night.

While Naru went to ask for advice Neji went to the library. He was every bit as nervous, but he didn't know of any people he could go to. While he was reluctant (and deeply embarrassed) to turn to erotica for suggestions it was the only solution he could think of. They'd made plans for that night and he wanted to be prepared.

They were both rather overwhelmed when they met up that night. Neither one was used to being an active participant during sex so this was a whole new minefield they weren't quite sure how to navigate. By silent agreement they both transformed into two forgettable, nondescript individuals and made their way to a hotel.

Once they were in a room they dropped the transformation. Naru, feeling awkward and a little exposed, decided to break the ice. "Are you sure about this?"

Neji nodded, trying to look more confident than he felt. "Yes. Are you?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

"Absolutely," Naru said, silently urging herself to get herself together. She'd been feeling unsettled and off-balance for weeks now, ever since the day Kiba had made that stupid comment. That was at least partially why she wanted to do this. She'd been feeling so out of control and had so many setbacks lately that she desperately wanted to take charge of her life and make a step forward.

Neji wasn't quite as enthusiastic as Naru, but he also saw the benefits. He'd been thinking about what Naru had said earlier about trying to get used to being touched and he wanted that as well. He knew that his standoffish attitude put a lot of people off and he hoped that if he could physically reach out he'd be able to connect to people better. He hoped this would help with that.

They stood there awkwardly, not really sure how to proceed when Naru decided to just get it over with and marched over to the bed, pulling her top off and flinging it in Neji's direction.

Neji choked a little, not really expecting the sudden revelation of flesh, but recovered admirably. He huffed a bit of a laugh, amused at the girl's audacity if nothing else. He made his way over to the bed, carefully removing his jacket and neatly placing it on the bedside table.

They continued undressing, Naru flinging clothing in random directions and Neji carefully folding and storing his own. Soon they were both equally naked and trying not to stare at each other.

"We should kiss, shouldn't we?" Neji asked. That was always how it started in the books.

Naru started a bit. None of the prostitutes she'd talked to had mentioned kissing, so she'd kind of forgotten about that. "Yeah," she said, reaching up from where she was kneeling on the bed.

Their lips met and it was actually kind of nice. It was a soft pressure instead of a hard force. Neji tried running the tip of his tongue along Naru's lower lip, causing her to giggle. That tickled! When they finally broke apart they were both panting and their lips tingled.

This time Naru was the one to initiate. "Can I touch you?"

The seriousness of her tone caught Neji a little off guard, but at the same time he appreciated the consideration. "Yes. Can I?"

"Yeah."

Their hands were hesitant, initially going towards "safe" areas like shoulders and arms. Gradually those hands began to wander.

Naru traced her hands along the lines of Neji's lean muscles. She lightly squeezed, appreciating the firmness under her hand.

Neji did not sit there idly. While Naru was admiring his muscles he was tracing his own path down her body. His hands trailed down to her breasts, fingers running lightly over the smooth flesh. It was his first time being able to examine a pair closely and he was fascinated. The skin seemed softer than on other parts of the body and reacted quite differently to stimuli.

Naru shivered. She had started growing breasts just in the last few months and she still wasn't used to how sensitive the area was. She squealed a bit when a thumb brushed over one of her nipples. Neji laughed quietly at the response which prompted Naru to reach over and flick one of his. This elicited a choked curse from the boy, making Naru grin. The grin dissolved into a gasp as Neji began gently massaging the area.

Neji lightly flicked a nipple and when that seemed to go over well he decided to be bold. He pinched the nipple he'd been neglecting, causing Naru to arch into his hand with a loud moan that surprised them both. He tried repeating the action and was pleased to see a similar reaction.

Naru's head was spinning. There was heat rapidly pooling in her core as she struggled not to melt. She had not expected Neji to be so bold or for it to feel so good. Her own pleasure made her feel comfortable enough to lean forward and lick a trail across Neji's chest, lightly sucking on each nipple and then blowing on the wet skin.

Neji's hips thrusted forward, grinding against the air, relishing the overwhelming sensations.

Naru, emboldened, continued licking a trail down Neji's body, experimenting with sucking, licking, and gently biting. There was a spot on Neji's left hip that seemed to drive him absolutely crazy and she had made sure to spend extra time in that area.

When Naru finally arrived at Neji's cock they both paused, gasping for air to try and cool themselves down. Neji's cock was rock hard, bobbing gently, as if begging for attention. Naru stared at it. She'd never really tried to look before and it didn't really look the way she'd thought it would. She reached over and ran a finger along the shaft, eliciting a strangled sound from Neji.

Naru was a little hesitant about this part. All of the prostitutes she'd spoken to had been pretty insistent that it was completely necessary so Naru steeled herself, took a deep breath, and wrapped her mouth around the bead of his cock.

Both teens froze. Naru's heart was pounding. Bad. This was bad bad bad. She wasn't in the hotel room anymore, she was in an alley behind a shady bar, some drunk had a hold of her hair and was using it to force her head up and down on his cock. She could smell the man's sweat and the cheap sake. Her lips were bruised from the man's thrusts and she couldn't breathe and she needed to breathe and why couldn't she breathe!?

Neji was frozen, unable to think around the wonderful, warm wetness surrounding his cock. It felt amazing and he hated it. Was this how the elders felt when they forced themselves down his throat? He hated it when they did that. They would yank his hair and bruise his throat, no regard whatsoever for his well-being. And when they would force themselves to the hilt and his throat was bulging and he couldn't breathe and he would always hope, just a little, that this time they would wait too long and he'd suffocate and no longer have to live in fear and torment.

It wasn't clear who moved first. Naru yanked back so hard she fell clear off the bed at the same time Neji shoved himself away. Both were breathing hard and covered in a light sheen of sweat.

Naru was pale and shivering, but managed to ask, "Are you alright?"

Neji, equally pale, nodded. "I am fine. Do not do that again, please."

Naru was relieved at the request. She nodded her agreement and brought Neji's hand back to her breast, eager to move past the episode. Neji was just as eager to move on and started trailing his hand down the expanse of her stomach, hesitating a little when he came to her core. He knew there was a special area he was supposed to find, but none of the books had been any help telling him where it was. Neji quickly activated his Byakugan, looking for anything that might be the area he was looking for. He saw a small group of nerves and experimentally dragged a knuckle across, a sharp, strangled moan letting him know he'd found the correct spot.

Naru was panting for air. What the hell was that?

Neji wasn't really sure what he was supposed to do now that he'd found the spot. It wasn't large enough to stroke like he would a penis. He decided to try treating it like a nipple. He flicked his fingertip across and gently circled it with his knuckle.

Naru was writhing and gasping on the bed. Her body was on fire. She could feel muscles in her abdomen tightening and some kind of pressure was building.

"Are you ready?" Naru asked. The prostitutes had stressed to her not to have Neji spend too long working on her, something about men wanting the focus to always be on them. She was also feeling a little impatient to get to the main event.

Neji nodded. He wasn't too sure that he was ready, but he also didn't want to back down. He gently pushed at Naru's shoulders until she was lying on the bed, looking up at him. He took hold of himself and positioned himself between her legs. Then he paused. How was he supposed to do this? The elders always forced themselves in almost violently, but that had always hurt. But the books had all described it as forceful so maybe that was how it needed to be done.

Naru clenched the sheets and gritted her teeth when Neji pushed in. It burned, like when she overworked a muscle she hadn't properly stretched out. Thankfully, it was nowhere near the horrible pain she remembered from her childhood. And the burning was quickly fading and pleasure was starting to overwhelm her again.

Neji was in heaven. The pressure and warmth around his dick felt incredible. The friction from sliding in and out was amazing. His hips were snapping back and forth almost of their own accord. This was amazing! No wonder the elders constantly—Neji froze for a moment as if cold water had been pursed over his head. For just a moment he felt like he was going to throw up. And then he was angry. They didn't get to take this away from him. He was not going to let them have even more power over him.

Naru winced as Neji's hands tightened on her hips to the point of actual pain. She tried patting his arm to get him to lighten up, but instead his thrusts were becoming harder and more erratic.

"N-Neji," Naru stuttered through her gritted teeth, "that hurts, you gotta—" Naru's words were cut off as one of Neji's powerful thrusts hit that magic spot and she was coming.

The muscle spams were too much and Neji quickly tipped over the edge as well.

Both ninja lay there panting for a few moments, trying to catch their breaths. Then the reality of the last few minutes sank in.

Neji shot up, absolutely horrified at himself. He'd lost control and hurt her. She was telling him to stop and he didn't. He was every bit as horrible as the main branch. No, he was worse because he knew what it was like and he'd done it anyway. He'd never hated anyone as much as he hated himself right now. Naru had come to him for help, wanting to have a positive sex experience for the first time and he does this to her. How awful could one person be?

Naru hugged herself tightly. She was absolutely disgusted with herself. She didn't know why Neji had randomly started squeezing so hard or why he'd started thrusting harder, but it had hurt. How could she have come while being hurt like that? What kind of depraved pervert could get off while someone was hurting them? So many of her previous attackers had claimed that they knew she liked it and so many other things she'd always tried to dismiss as untrue. If this was true was anything else true?

Neither teen could look at each other. Neji wanted to fall to his knees and beg Naru for forgiveness, but he knew he didn't deserve it. He quickly and quietly dressed himself, backing away to make sure she didn't feel crowded.

Naru didn't notice Neji's shame ore regret, too caught up in trying to ignore everything she'd even been told. She'd always tried to reassure herself that those words and accusations had just been another way for those people to try and hurt her. That they weren't true and didn't mean anything. But if this part was true what about everything else?

Naru dressed herself slowly, too lost in thought to do or say anything. Just before she left she remembered she wasn't alone and turned to bow, thanking Neji for his assistance.

Both teens left that hotel room more broken tan when they entered it. And this time they only had themselves to blame.