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I stood at the gates of my village and stared at the two men wearing black cloaks with red clouds on them.

One man had silver hair slicked back with a scythe on his back while the other wore a strange head piece with his face covered.

Hidan and Kakuzu.

"You two must be the renowned immortal duo." I said curiously as looked them both over. I knew of them of course. Considering the both of them had found legal ways to becoming immortal without angering the gods.

One worshipped Jashin to the point of fanaticism, and the other was infected with a disease that caused him to mostly be made of black chakra threads.

"Shinigami King." Kakuzu greeted politely. He even bowed. I was absolutely thrilled with the deference. I smiled in response and nodded approvingly.

"I hear you two have been asking for my jinchuuriki." I began with an amused lilt to my voice.

"Not without a proper exchange of course." Kakuzu replied as he looked at Hidan. "We have information that would prove to be to your benefit."

"A fucking warning more like." Hidan scoffed as he planted the shaft of his scythe into the ground and crossed his arms. I felt my interest pique as Kakuzu shifted nervously.

"Oh?" I hummed.

"We will give you this information, and in exchange we hope to receive all the jinchuuriki. All we require is their Bijuu, and you can take the bodies back and do what you will."

I stared at the duo in contemplation before I felt bored with their actions. I wasn't going to give away the Bijuu for anything, much less for information of all things. I needed the Bijuu to keep my kingdom running. They were the gods of my people, I couldn't just turn my back on them for something as petty as a warning.

"I'll hear your warning and see if it is worth a Bijuu." I said honestly. I wasn't going to give any Bijuu away but I was all for hearing this warning.

Hidan just growled while Kakuzu nodded to him minutely. "The gods hate you." Hidan spat.

"Indeed. That is nothing new." I sighed. There really wasn't much I could do about it, besides keeping myself alive and away from them. They were bound to their realm just as much as I was bound here.

"They're all working together to erase you. If you so much as use your soul for anything outside your body, the gods will be there to take it and shatter it." Kakuzu added monotonously.

I blinked at that and felt a shiver of fear go up my spine.

That was...quite disturbing in all honesty. I used my soul for all my revivals, and I had planned to use it to assist the new batch of Kumo residents to integrate into new bodies.

That clearly wasn't going to happen anymore. I didn't want to risk Minato either by getting him to do the transfers instead.

"I see." I said blankly as my mind began searching for new methods to make the soul transfers. I would need to speak to Minato about this. The Kumo residents would need to be patient for a few more weeks it seemed.

"They will be waiting for the time that your body grows old and you die of natural causes, or for the time you decide to switch to a younger body. You cannot escape." Kakuzu grunted out.

I looked at the man tiredly and wondered if I should just kill him. There was that whole saying about not killing the messenger and all, but the duo was really beginning to give me a head ache.

This information. It was definitely worth the Bijuu, but if what they say is correct, I wouldn't be able to revive the jinchuuriki at all anyway.

If the gods were willing to tear the fabric between realms to shatter my soul, then they would stop at nothing. I wouldn't be able to steal souls from the shinigami anymore, and any deaths that happen from here on out would be permanent.

"I suppose it was Jashin, who gave you the information on my immortality methods?" I inquired sullenly.

"Jashin-sama to you, heathen! Give us those jinchuuriki now and I won't kill you where you stand!" Hidan barked out. Stupidly I might add. Neither had the power to overwhelm me. I could turn them into smears on my grass in seconds.

Kakuzu quickly sliced off Hidan's head and tossed it backwards without a second thought. "Apologies, Orochimaru-sama. His god has been harassing him to kill you for years now."

"No that's quite alright. It can't be helped that I am an abomination to the heavens itself." I replied sourly with a small quirks of my lips. "Unfortunately, I cannot hand over the Bijuu."

Kakuzu was silent as he looked at me before he bowed and took a step back. "I understand. I thank you for your time. Excuse me."

I watched with slight amusement as the man walked off, picking up Hidan and his head before running full speed away from me. Clearly he wanted nothing more than to be away from me. Perhaps he knew I was planning to kill him?

I shrugged and turned back into my village to meet with Minato.

I sighed as Minato's warm hands slicked with oil dug into the muscles of my back. Healing chakra coated his fingers as he firmly rubbed my shoulders, down my spine towards the muscles of my backside.

We were on my bed in my room, with the lights off and scented candles on the night tables giving the room a gentle relaxing glow.

After speaking with Minato, Naruto and the Jinchuuriki about my newest enemy, Minato had decided to spend the evening keeping me relaxed.

We had stressed over new seals to use to give the newest residents better bodies, we had determined all the jutsu I knew of that required my soul and had them banned. We made plans to strengthen the barrier around the lands we ruled, and got a whole bunch of other things dealt with that had nothing to do with the gods wanting to erase me.

Minato had noticed my stress and fear and immediately taken me into the room to help.

And I was definitely feeling helped.

Minato sat comfortably on my legs, while his hands massages every inch of my back with a lightly scented oil made to help shinobi sleep easier.

"Your hair has grown." Minato hummed as he slowly rubbed his palms into my lower back, his fingers were pleasantly digging into my hips, and moving me in a way that made the fabric underneath me pleasantly rub against a certain part of my body. Ahem.. well, I was incredibly aroused by the whole thing, but I didn't want to interrupt Minato.

He seemed to be enjoying giving me a massage more than I enjoyed receiving it.

"Mmm...I haven't found a need to cut it at all. Do you like it?" I purred as his thumbs moved downwards to tease and prod at my entrance. I licked my lips with anticipation and dared not to look back.

I knew Minato was probably staring down at me with his annoyingly smug smile. He knew I wanted more, and he was obviously enjoying how I squirmed underneath him.

"You look beautiful with a braid Oro." Minato whispered soothingly. I hummed in response and nibbled on my lip anxiously as he began to bring his hands up once more to my back.

I wanted to groan with how frustrating it was. Wasn't I relaxed enough? Could he hurry up already and get on with the foreplay?

I waited patiently and did my utmost to enjoy his hands going over my back once again, but I couldn't stop myself from subtly grinding into the sheets and biting my wrist to keep from ordering the brat to hurry up and fuck me already.

I almost sighed with relief when Minato adjusted himself to kiss the small of my back while rubbing the inner thigh of my left leg. I could feel his lips mouthing the words 'I love you' on my skin and couldn't help the shiver of pleasure that ran all along my body.

It had been far too long since the last time we had indulged in something like this. Over the last three years we'd been interrupted over and over by people that just didn't want us to be together.

His son was one, Utakata was another, and even Han had barged in on more than one occasion to drag me away to go do something or another. Gaara, the sweet child, had always waited patiently outside the door if he ever needed me during those rare times.

If Minato would hurry up and get started, this would most likely be our seventeenth time actually having sex to completion. Oh don't get me wrong, we've done plenty of other things and thoroughly explored each other's bodies, but having that satisfying hour of sex like we'd had that first time had only happened sixteen times in total.

With a kingdom to run, there just hadn't been the time. Alright, I suppose there was plenty of time to do as we wished. The real issue was my inability to say no to the friends I've made in my new kingdom when they wanted my free time.

Minato always understood.

I should probably be a little more understanding now and just let the man do as he pleases. It is partially my fault that we hardly have time together.

So I let him rub the muscles of my legs, my arms, my back, then my stomach until I felt as if I was about to fall asleep from how relaxed I was. I was halfway to dreamland, and somewhere during the whole massage therapy I had ended up on my back.

I could feel my mind happily drifting off as my body became putty from the nonstop healing chakra and sleeping oils. I barely noticed when Minato settled himself between my legs and began licking my partial arousal back to life.

A soft sigh escaped my lips as I felt the warmth of his mouth on the most sensitive part of my body. His expert tongue circling and bringing me to a full erection.

I lazily opened my eyes and yawned as I sat up on my elbows to watch Minato suck on me with perverted interest. There was just something empowering about having the fourth Hokage pleasuring me with his mouth while looking up at me with his beautifully expressive cerulean eyes. His soft bangs brushing my thighs as he slowly lifted his head, licking me from base to tip like some sort of angelic incubus.

My breath caught at the sight of his pink lips twisting into a dizzyingly dopey smile. "G'mornin, Oro-chan~" he teased lightly before licking the slit, all while keeping seemingly innocent eye contact. Unfair. Absolutely unfair.

The man was absurdly adorable, even with crows feet and smile lines around his mouth from age. At 42, Minato had grown to be heavenly in appearance. His light blonde locks were feather soft on my skin, and his sparkling eyes swam with innocence, mischief and adoration.

The look of pure love made my heart stumble and flop in my chest giddily.

How is it that this love had only grown so much stronger in the last three years we had been together? How is it, that this idiot of a man, can look at me and all my worries drift away in the ocean of his eyes.

I don't understand. I don't think I ever will. I don't want to. This...this is what I've been looking for.

I reached out and ran my thumb over his lips and over his right cheek adoringly. He leaned into the touch happily and closed his eyes, only to snap them open when I spoke.

"You should marry me."

Minato stopped moving for a second before a smile broke out on his face, making my breath catch once again at the purity of it. How the man managed to stay so pure through out everything I put him through absolutely astounded me.

"Oro-" he choked out my name as he scrambled over me to embrace me in all his naked glory. "Of-of course I'll marry you, you silly, beautiful angel"

I spluttered at his endearing names and flushed with embarrassment. "Mina-"

His mouth was suddenly covering mine in a searing kiss, and all protests stopped. I tangled my fingers into his hair and pulled him against me, happily letting him take control of the kiss and everything else.

Minato slowly moved against me, his hands finding their way down to my thin waist to keep my hips still. A moment later he broke the kiss, his cheeks tinted pink with a sudden bout of shyness. "Uhmm.. this time.. would you.. uhh.. can we switch?"

I blinked up at him through my lusty haze and smiled indulgently as he nervously scratched his cheek. "Mm, anything you desire, Mina.." I murmured, my hissing tic taking over subtly as I rose and gently flipped our positions. Minato grabbed the end of my braid before it hit his face as I loomed over him with one hand beside his head and the other on his bare belly.

I scratched my nails gently over his stomach as Minato unravelled my braid expertly with one hand. I ran my fingers up and down the side of his right leg, enjoying the way his skin felt.

Soft.

He'd really been putting that slug salve to good use.

Minato ran his fingers through my slightly curly hair as I pulled out the needed lube from the storage seal on my wrist. I quickly flipped the tube open and maneuvered it with one hand to squeeze the liquid onto my fingers before tossing the tube back into the seal. Minato shifted his eyes from my hair to my hand with half lidded eyes and licked his lips.

I continued to watch him as I reached down to his already spread legs to sink two fingers into him. I blinked curiously. Minato blushed again and looked away with embarrassment. "Ah..I already did that...when I was uhh... sucking on your.. erm.."

I tilted my head and chuckled before settling myself over him. I lifted one leg over my shoulder, not caring about the lube now coating his leg from my fingers. I used one hand to position myself at his entrance and watched with a dry mouth as I slowly penetrated him.

My breath was slow and deliberate as I sunk into his tight, heat easily. The way his body sucked on me made me shiver with pleasure. I went in as deep as I could and revelled in the feeling of his heat, grinding against it experimentally.

I looked up at Minato and faltered at the erotic expression on his face. He was biting on the side of his finger, his blue eyes lidded and focused on the area where we were joined. His face was flushed as he put his hand on my thigh and lifted the corner of his lip into a pleased smile.

I let out a huff of a breath and sparked a bit of chakra and watched as he jolted, his eyes widening in surprised ecstasy as his fingers dug into my thigh.

His gasp was music to my ears, but I wanted to hear him scream.

A sadistic grin reached my lips as I clutched the back of Minato's knee. I hoped he wouldn't regret giving me all the control.

Minato followed me around like a puppy. His eyes now opened to the pleasures of being uke.

We made our new soul transfer seals and got all the new residents happily integrated into their new bodies. Though it took longer than it should of since Minato was constantly eager to be thoroughly dominated at every turn.

Oddly enough, the interruptions completely stopped.

I had no clue that Minato was secretly creating a new seal behind my back with the help of the others to get me away from the gods wrath. I didn't know that Minato was using every moment available to spend as much time with me as he could.

I didn't know that everyone was respecting our boundaries because of Minato.

It never occurred to me that I was loved so much by my subjects, to the point where they would do anything to keep me safe. Even from the gods.

I had successfully taught everything I knew about fuinjutsu to Minato, and he had improved on it all with his handy dandy shortcuts. I had written down every experiment I'd done and left them in the libraries for anyone to read, not realizing that I had basically made it possible for anyone to pick up where I left off if something ever happened to me.

I had mostly left Naruto in charge of my village, leaving the best successor to rule in case I died. Or, I don't know...got sent to another dimension for my own safety by my own villagers?