KG: I feel like if we need an introduction to this then that's only going to make this even more awkward for us all so...let's just get to it then shall we?
Music of the Week: Gentle Hands (Naruto Shippuden OST) by Yasuharu Takanashi, Yaiba, and Musashi Project.
Quote: "Sons are the anchors of a mother's life." – Sophocles
Naruto opened his eyes when the rays of the sun hit his face. Its warm touch on his cheek stirred him. It was a shame that he had to wake up. He just had the best sleep he had ever had in a very long time. He felt so refreshed and energized. He couldn't resist stretching. He just felt so...good from yesterday. He couldn't help smiling. He surveyed his room and he noticed Mebuki was gone from her place on his bed. His face flourished upon realizing that he had shared his bed with a woman. Not just any woman either. He had shared his bed with a married woman, and his teammate's mother. Perhaps he should have been more assertive, but...he wasn't able to help it.
Naruto leaned up on his bed, his head in his hands. Had...Mebuki left because she was ashamed? Was she having regrets just like he was? He should have been stronger than this. He had promised himself that he wouldn't cry anymore, but...in one night, Mebuki had made him feel like he was on top of the world. For one day, Naruto truly felt like everyone else. If she had decided to call it quits then how could he say no? He had to honor her wishes...no matter how much he would have enjoyed the entire week she said she would provide. He couldn't do that to Sakura and Mebuki's husband. Maybe, it was for the better that she was gone. Yes, perhaps for him, and for her,...this was better.
Still, that did not mean that he couldn't go to her house and thank her for the gift she had given him. Then, he could keep walking on the path that he believed in. Just like his father and mother had shown him. He smiled for a brief moment, but...it quickly fell. Did...he truly believe that? Yesterday. He would give anything for yesterday to happen again. But...he was Uzumaki Naruto, the one who gave up his happiness for others.
The young genin stood to his feet. He would have liked to continue that week, but...asking Mebuki to put her marriage on the line was out of the question. He walked out of his room. His apartment was quiet. As if yesterday did not happen, Naruto stared at his living room. His eyes glanced at the table where Mebuki shot a party popper at her. He glanced at the sofa where Mebuki offered him presents. She made the joke that his eyes were sparkling like those of a little kid. He thought she was joking, but...that was probably a good time.
Naruto poured some cereal and ate his breakfast. Already he found himself missing Mebuki's cooking. Why Sakura would ever get into a fight with her parents was beyond him. Her mother was an absolutely radiating joy. She should be thankful for what she had. She should be thankful for what...Naruto didn't have. He...should have been thankful for her. So...why was his entire body shaking with his eyes tightly closed?
"Kuso! Just look at me! One happy night, and I'm reduced to this dattebayo! This is all Sakura's mom's fault. It's all...Kaa-chan's fault," Naruto said, though there was hardly any venom behind his speech. It was alright. Was it...really alright?
A knock on the door made Naruto jump. He widened his eyes and stood to his feet. Whether he knew it or not, as he rushed for the door, a wide smile appeared on his face. He grabbed a hold of the doorknob. "Kaa-chan!" Naruto called. He stared forward, but the smile on his face, as if realizing the reality set before him, began to drain away.
"Hmmm what are you babbling about, Naruto? Stop being weird!" Sakura said her arms folded. Naruto looked at his teammate. He stared left. He stared right. There was no sign of Mebuki and, there was no sign of her promise from yesterday. Did Naruto blame her? No, not really, but...he wondered how ridiculous he looked to himself that he had gotten up with such haste.
"Oh, Sakura-chan. What's up?" Naruto asked, his mood not matching the smile that he tried to put up. Thankfully, Sakura missed this when she looked to the side. As guilty as Naruto was for...well, last night, the desire for it to happen one more time was overpowering the need to apologize to Sakura for what had happened.
"Yeah, listen. I'm sorry I forgot your birthday two days ago. How about we get some ramen to celebrate? It'll all be my treat," she said. Naruto's smile lessened. Ramen, while nice, it did not help the feeling inside of him that he did love the food which Mebuki cooked for him. As he learned, there was definitely something which made food taste better when it was cooked just for you as opposed to for everyone else.
"Hm what's wrong? I'm offering to go on another date with you! You should be ecstatic!" Sakura claimed. Naruto chuckled lightly. Sure it made him happy, but not as happy as he would have hoped. He quickly straightened up and cleared his throat. Yes, this was fine. He just...had to keep telling himself that.
"Are you kidding?! I get another date with Sakura-chan?! I just couldn't believe my ears! Let me get dressed! I'll be right out!" Naruto said as he closed the door in her face and ran through his home. As he rummaged through his closet, he spotted the clothes which Mebuki had given him. He grabbed them from the hanger. He tightened his grip on the shirt and pants. The house...was much too quiet, but it had always been that way. Why was he only realizing it now?
-x-
Mebuki sat alone on a park bench. A suitcase full of clothes, supplies, and materials...for a week. The blonde woman felt...terrible. Not just for herself, but...also for Naruto. She wondered if he thought bad of her for leaving as she had without so much of a goodbye despite her promise. However, what made her feel just as guilty...was her excuse to leave her house.
Mebuki laughed as Kizashi cried. "Do you really have to spend a week with Yoshino-san? And at the Hot Springs no less. It's gonna be quiet here without you," Her husband said. Mebuki laughed as she watched him put on a rather pitiable, yet comical display of his desire for her to not leave. She had returned early in the morning and began packing some of her bags.
"It's only for a week, Kizashi. You and Sakura can finally have that father-daughter bonding time you always wanted. Trust me, the week is going to go by fast. You won't even know I'm gone. Just have some of the leftovers in the fridge or order take out if you need to. I'll see you later, Kizashi!"
And, with her words, she was gone. Yoshino had been one of Mebuki's friends for a long time. It made her feel ashamed to use her friend like this, but in no way would Kizashi be able to understand what she was doing. Yet, she was still sitting on this park bench reminiscing about what happen last night. Even now, when she held up her hand, she could still feel Naruto's hardness. In his sleep, his cry for parental attention moved her chest and relieved him of his discomfort. Though she had long since taken a shower, her hand still felt oddly...sticky from the act.
Her breath was short and her mind in a haze. The words she spoke as a mother motivating her son to release his baser instincts against her. Even then, she did not tell Naruto what had transpired. How could she? No doubt he might feel guilty and what she had planned for the week would be gone, and that uncomfortable feeling which had risen in her bosom would return. Even now, she wondered if he was eating well. He must have been very devastated, but...could she return to that time?
What would happen if it occurred again? What if...he woke up next ti… "Wait a moment. I can't possibly be thinking of repeating that incident. It was a one time thing and it should never happen again. I...I just couldn't help it. He needed me. Perhaps I should just ignore it. Let me grow out of it. That might be for the best." Mebuki said to herself. No matter how much she wanted to help him, Naruto was not her true son and after the week they would return being just acquaintances.
It was for the best. Mebuki couldn't very well return home. Kizashi might grow suspicious. Plus, the thought of how disappointed Naruto might have been was enough to keep her here. A voice told her to go back home and preserve her marriage, and another told her of a child that a mother could aid in development. She opened her clenched palm and stared at the spare key she had found on his dresser. She fiddled it between her fingers.
Even now, she knew she could call this off. Naruto was such a good boy that even he had tried to get her to see where this might lead them both. The temptation was there. "Such a good, good boy." Mebuki thought. Her voice was rather dry. No doubt he would respect her wishes if she wanted this to end, but...could she respect her own to see this through? After yesterday, the thought of disappointing him filled her with insurmountable shame. It was possible that she...might have been the line between a happy man and a lonely man.
Mebuki sat on that park bench, her head in her hands and...her suitcase next to her. She laughed. Was this one of the pressures of suddenly having a son?
-x-
Naruto threw a punch and a kick. He had just left Sakura after she gave him her 'present.' He didn't have the heart to break her wallet so he only asked for two bowls of ramen. Hardly enough, but it was the thought that counted. Unfortunately, there wasn't much to talk about without the blonde feeling like he was being interrogated or guilty. However, Sakura did tell him that they should tell the Hokage about the world Madara had sent them to.
Naruto agreed with that notion, but he was not sure what they could say to make it sound believable. Either way, it was obvious that Madara was still preparing for the Fourth Great Shinobi War. In fact all of the villages were. However, the only thing this served to do was remind him of the parents he left, which in turn reminded him of the one he had suddenly gained for a day.
The "date" ended with Sakura wishing him well once more on his birthday before going on her separate way. Naruto went his own way as well. For some reason, the prospect of home had felt very lonely to him so he decided to do training.
That was where this left him. The sweat poured down his face as he trained the day away. "I wonder what Baa-chan's plan is. No doubt Bee-ossan's getting put through the ringer as well. Still, why hasn't there been any movement from Madara. What's he planning?" Naruto asked himself.
From sun high to sun down, he worked until he was close collapsing. He decided to call it quits when he fell back against a tree. His vision was nearly blurry from the sweat in his eyes. He realized he should probably return home, but...he didn't want to return to more disappointment..not after a taste of the life which could have been. Naruto closed his eyes.
"You're pretty early," said Minato Namikaze. He sat at their family table, a newspaper in his hands. He always read the paper before breakfast and during dinner. His mother worked in the kitchen. Her lovely hair which fell down her back swayed with her movements. Naruto remembered the small blush that had appeared for but a second when he saw her. He could see why his father married her. She was...so beautiful.
Kushina placed a pot of food on the table. "Welcome home, Menma," she said. Perhaps that was Naruto's weakness. Perhaps that was also his strength. Or perhaps...that was just his crumbling spirit. The desire to accept a lie as fact if it meant that it might ease his pain. If...if it allowed him to be with his parents, would a name change be such a big deal? Not for him. Not for people like him.
"I'm home," he said as he stepped forward. He still remembered Kushina's hand on his shoulder, a warm touch, and a gentle embrace. He remembered her loving smile, the kind of smile all mothers should have for their children. He remembered his dad's face. There to pat him on the back or shoulder as well as laugh at any story Naruto might have told them. It...was the family Naruto had always dreamed of.
Then he was there...to celebrate his mother's birthday. He and his dad watched her face glow like a star beneath the night sky. "I'll blow them out now dattebane!" Kushina claimed. She took a deep breath and blew into the cake Minato and Naruto had tirelessly worked on for her. Such strong lungs. As expected of his mother, she blew their hard work away, but they could only laugh, clutching their stomachs as they did so.
Not even Kushina was able to hold in her laughter as she rubbed the back of her head. Antics of family members, wacky situations, ridiculous circumstances. Family goes through these things together and for one moment, for this time, Naruto was allowed to enjoy that. Naruto was allowed...to be normal. As if, just once, his past and his destiny could not touch him. For that moment, they held no power there. For that moment he felt, he was allowed to truly live the life he had wanted...with no one to tell him otherwise.
When Naruto opened his eyes again, he was walking through the busy nightlife streets of Konoha. His steps were slow and his eyes were a tad unfocused. He stared out into the streets. He got to experience that life again, for another day. Thanks to Mebuki Haruno. He formed a smile. He clenched his fists.
"Happy Belated Birthday, Sochi!" Mebuki called, a wide smile on her face. Naruto stood stunned as he stared at his table filled with home cooked food. He stared at the party banisters which read 'To My Loved Son.' He stared at the drinks, the plates, and the scattered party favors. He stared in utter silence as Mebuki held an exploding party streamer. Her face looked so bright like it was of the sun. Her eyes stared at his own.
"Shhhh. Now are you going to blow out your candles and make a wish or not?" The blonde mother asked. Naruto looked down at the cake. He then looked up at her. His face scrunched up. He then closed his eyes. Mebuki's eyes softened as she watched the tears fall from his face and to his lap. The pain that had been in her chest slowly faded into nothingness as she watched him stare at the feast before him.
"Come on! Stop crying. You were out all day yesterday, I didn't even get the chance to welcome you home. Welcome home, Sochi!" Mebuki said. Naruto stared at her. His eyes wide with his belief before he looked down at his cake. Try as he might, he could feel his spirit weakening. A dream, a temporary dream. That...was all this was.
Yet, he took a big breath and flew the flames of the candles away. Mebuki laughed as she clapped her hands for him. Naruto suddenly laughed with her, a smile plastered on his face. He then began laughing as well. Though, whether he was laughing from elation or laughing from the feeling of sadness which was slowly being ripped away from him.
Naruto stopped walking. He might not...he might not get that life again, but if nothing else he could give her appropriate thanks. First thing tomorrow morning, he would go over to Sakura's house and take Mebuki where she wanted to go for a change. Even if she ended her promise, could he not at least play the son one more time and take his mother to the places she deserved to go?
Naruto walked up the stairs to his apartment. He fished out his keys and opened his door. It was dark along the corridor, but that was to be expected. The blonde continued walking until he spotted the light from his living room area. Had he left that on? He did not recall. He slowly stepped around the corner.
"Welcome home, Sochi! Sorry I left without telling you. I picked up some things for me to wear this week! I hope you're hungry!" Mebuki said as she held a pot of rice in her mitten covered hands. Naruto stood in his doorway silently. He watched her set the pot down along with other dishes containing food.
"Look at you. You're filthy! Go take a shower now!" Mebuki chastised. However, Naruto was not sure he heard her. His feet moved as if he was not walking on the floor, but walking on a very thin cloud. He did not say a word. He merely kept walking until he was only a couple of inches from Mebuki.
"Naruto?" Mebuki asked worriedly. He did not respond to her. The aura behind his eyes was almost filled with uncertainty. That was so until he lifted his arms and hugged her. The green-eyed woman gently gasped as he brought her body next to her own. He rested his forehead on her neck.
"I...I thought you weren't going to come back. I thought...you weren't going to welcome me home again, dattebayo. Can I...have a good breakfast tomorrow, Kaa-chan? I...don't remember the last time you made me breakfast," Naruto replied lowly, almost as if the words would be heard by all the lands which surrounded them if he did not. He spoke them softly as if to preserve the nature of their mother-son dream that they had created. In here, no one was allowed, but these two.
Mebuki remained silent. In the end, she was unable to leave. His tears had touched her. They touched her so well she feared that she would not be able to return to their normal relationship once the week passed. She wrapped her arms around him and smiled. "Hai, I'll fix you your favorite breakfast, Sochi. But, you're still missing something. I welcomed you home, did I not? Don't you have anything to say to me?" Mebuki asked.
Naruto kept his head down. He was unable to look his mother in the eye. For he felt like if he did, he would be reduced to an emotional mess once again. However, he let out a tiny laugh. He then grinned as hard as he could. He smiled with enough joy that the sides of his cheek were aching.
"I'm home, Kaa-chan. C-Can we stay like this for a minute?," Naruto asked. Mebuki slowly nodded. She then gently rubbed his hair. Though sweaty, it was her son's hair for the time being. She did not mind. She sighed when she felt Naruto gently, and hopefully innocently, rub her back. His hands were very warm she found.
Naruto moved his chin through her neck. She smelled lovely. His mother...smelled lovely. She smelled like the fresh flowers which blew in the wind of the training fields. Did...she always smell so good? Did she...always feel so good? Then again, he did not know who he was comparing her to. He had never been able to do this with anyone...let alone a woman.
He slowly pulled himself back and scratched his cheek. "Osu! I'm going to go take that shower now! I'm starving, Kaa-chan." Naruto said as he ran down the hallway. Mebuki watched him go. She was thankful he did not see the flush that had been painted on her face. However, the feeling which had been in her chest might as well have been forgotten.
Once Naruto was finished in the shower. He and Mebuki ate their dinner. Too many times, which made the woman laugh, did Mebuki tell Naruto to slow down and savor the food. To his credit, Naruto complied. He constantly told her about how his day went. He told her about the present Sakura had given him. Even then, Mebuki continued with the act of Sakura not being her daughter. teasing Naruto about his little dates. As far as this week was concerned, Mebuki did not go through ten hours of labor having a girl. She went through eleven hours of labor having a boy. Also yes, she was aware of the extra hour she made up.
Naruto spoke about many things, but what seemed to fascinate Mebuki was when he would ask how her day went. Mebuki did not mean to do her husband bad, but...it felt nice to see someone so readily interested in how she spent her time. His eyes were practically glowing. She did not deny him the chance to learn what she did today. So she spun her tail.
Truth be told, Naruto was trying to listen, but...,to his shame, he always found himself slightly staring at Mebuki's legs. The slightly ajar spacing of her night robe had been made by her legs flipping from one to the other. He shivered as he watched them push her robe up a little more. He hoped his eyes hadn't been wandering too much. He still tried to focus on how she was telling her story, but... his eyes wouldn't stop glancing.
"I never noticed how beautiful Kaa-chan's legs are. I see where Sakura-chan gets hers from," Naruto thought. His face flushed. He lightly shook his head. What was he doing? Was he actually ogling Sakura's mother? His mother for a week? Kizashi's wife? He had to be crazy. No doubt the pervy sage would be laughing in his grave, but...Naruto couldn't deny that Mebuki really took care of herself. Surely a peek or two wouldn't get his head bashed in. He only hoped she never noticed.
"Is he...looking at my legs?" Mebuki asked herself. She had been talking for a while, but she did notice his eyes seem to dart to the floor sometimes. She sent a quick glance and noticed her robe had come undone due to the movement of her legs. The blonde woman's breath got just a tad quicker. Kizashi never did admire her legs that much. She exhaled. Her lips curved upwards. Honestly, such a bold son.
"You're not going to get a girlfriend if you keep looking at your mother's legs, Sochi," Mebuki said. She then watched Naruto panic. He quickly began to explain himself and why he had done so, but it only came out in embarrassed stutters which only served to make Mebuki laugh. Perhaps, she should have been a tad offended by his blatant...staring, but...she felt rather complimented. It was oddly satisfying to have a young man still find her appealing, even if...he was her son for a week. Then again, her recounts of last night still rested in her mind.
"I'm sorry," Naruto ultimately said. His eyes avoided her own. Sakura's mother frowned for a moment. Though the tease had been rather humorous, Mebuki was surprised Naruto seemed so...uncomfortable. Then again, now that she was aware of it, she remembered how when Naruto asked Sakura on dates she might strike him for the comment. As much as the woman didn't want to think it, but it made have messed with her son's early sense of affection and understanding of the opposite sex. In addition, he was taught by Jiraiya of all people.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, Sochi. If you're worried I'm upset, then don't be. It's nice to be appreciated," She replied. Naruto did not reply to her statement. His words felt dry in his throat. The blonde jinchuuriki then glanced to the side.
"Well, if that's the case then why does Sakura-chan hit me when I compliment her? I get that I can do some stupid things sometimes, but…," Naruto gave pause when Mebuki leaned forward and held his hands. He then looked up at her.
"Now, Sochi, if there is one thing you have to understand about girls is that, just like boys, we're immature too. Of course we mature faster than you do, but we're chock full of teenage hormones too. Now, if this...Sakura has been hitting you then that is inexcusable. I have half a mind to address this, but...back to the point, young girls...they don't know what they want. Just like young boys, they think they have it all figured out, but truth be told, more often than not, they are even more confused than the boys. Why do you believe so many marriages end up as failures? No one truly knows what they want. Maybe she will appreciate your efforts when she's older, but for now if she does not wish to date you...then perhaps it's best if you respect her wishes," Mebuki replied.
Now she wasn't saying this as Sakura's mother. In fact, she would be speaking with her daughter later about what was discussed here, but for now...she could tell that her words had left him rather melancholy. "I...see. I guess things from our academy days really never changed. All she thinks about is 'Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke.' I'm still the class joker to her, dattebayo. I guess it's always been that way. I suppose in Sakura's eyes I haven't changed. Maybe there is nothing great about…ack!" Naruto paused when he felt Mebuki flick him in the head.
Mebuki got up from her seat and crossed the table. She then grabbed his face with both her hands. She turned his head left and then right. "Hmmm, what's great about my son? Let's see. A nice, well-groomed face, beautiful eyes, and hair just like his mother! He trains hard. He protected the village from one of the most dangerous organizations in the world. He is 'The Hero of Konoha.' Though he is strong, he does not let it go to his head. He doesn't stay out late. His doesn't drink. He doesn't smoke. He has the right head on his shoulders. All great qualities any woman would appreciate. Why, if I was your age I might have even…,"
Mebuki did not finish her thought. She stared at Naruto. He stared back at her. Both remained quiet until Naruto laughed. "Hahaha, thanks, Kaa-chan. That...makes me feel better, dattebayo! If I could, I would have loved to go out with you too!" he replied. The blonde woman did not know how she was supposed to reply to this statement. She just casually slapped his arm.
"Don't tease your Kaa-chan. Now, let's get ready for bed. I think we both have a busy day tomorrow," She replied. Naruto slowly agreed. He watched her walk down the hall, yet...his eyes fell to her legs again. He exhaled. If she had been younger, or he had been older then...she would have been attracted to him? Would he have been attracted to her?
Naruto sat on his bed. Even now, he had not been able to relax fully through the situation which had been presented to him. He realized that when he woke up he had been on Mebuki's side of the bed. Perhaps that was why she left. Hopefully, he would be much more careful.
The door which opened to his room startled him as he saw her come through the door. His eyes widened. He wondered if it was a testament to his clothes, but one of the reasons Naruto had been able to handle sleeping in the same bed with Sakura's mother, his mother for the moment, was because his clothes...hid her figure rather well. Now that she had gotten her sleep attire...that wasn't so possible now. Especially not with the way her nightgown clung to the sides of her hips.
The young genin silently cursed as he moved his legs against each other uncomfortably. Mebu... his mother was very beautiful. Perhaps it was from her that his attraction to Sakura came from. He watched her sit on the bed next to him. He didn't know what she was doing to her hair, but her hands kept messing with it for a time. "You...umm...you look nice, Kaa-chan," Naruto said unexpectedly. He wasn't sure what he could say to compliment her so he only said what came to mind.
Mebuki's eyes turned to him. She could see the flush on his face. "Oh, I suppose this is the first time I'm going to be in my actual sleepwear. I'd better be careful that last night doesn't happen again," she thought. However, that didn't mean that she didn't appreciate the compliment.
"Oh, so many compliments today from you, Sochi. Thank you," she replied. Her hand touched his hair. Her fingers glided through the fields of gold atop his head. Yet, in doing this had brought Mebuki rather close to Naruto. They both stared at each other again, a silent exchange. Her green eyes stared into his own. Due to the shower she had, Naruto could smell the scent of wild cherry blossoms. How apt that this would be the scent which attracted him.
"Bed?" she asked. Though he nodded, he dared not tell her of the images which went through his head upon her question. She reached over him and touched the light switch. Naruto stifled a breath when he felt her breasts rub against his chest. She smelled heavenly. It was easily making his senses go mad.
"Kuso, what is wrong with me? She's Sakura-chan's mom, she's married, and she's supposed to my Kaa-san this week. I can't think about her like that! But...she smells so good! She's also so beautiful!" Naruto thought. Suddenly, the light turned off and Naruto felt a kiss on his forehead.
"Sweet dreams, Sochi," Mebuki said as she laid down on her side of the bed. Naruto quickly pulled up the covers and laid on his side as well. Naruto closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep. He tried thinking of other things. He tried to leave the thoughts which were currently invading him.
Please believe him. He...tried.
Naruto exhaled before he opened his eyes for what seemed like the fifth time to him. His eyes stared out into the village. It was very late. Yet, apparently for him, it wasn't so late that he didn't find the time to shiver. He could feel the way his legs tangled with Mebuki's and he was too nervous to try and move them. Each tickle sent electricity through his body. Her back to his own, the blonde jinchuuriki tried to do away with these thoughts, but to no avail.
Every sensation, every smell, every image, every motion, they stimulated his already aroused nerves. The tent in his boxes was evidence of this. Now, Naruto was no stranger to this. After all, waking up in the mornings with this problem was a common enough occurrence which usually went away after a quick shower, but even he was not privy to erotic dreams. He still remembered the one of girls he had known in bath towels before he got caught. Now, he was having a similar problem.
Should...should he get up and take care of it? But if he woke up Mebuki then no doubt she would be asking him where he was going. Hell, if she even looked in the right way she might even be able to see why he was leaving. Whatever weird relationship they were forging, it had made Naruto happier than he remembered being in a long time. He just couldn't seek to destroy that, but her body felt so warm. Every single day since he could remember, he had never shared his bed with anyone like some kids would with their parents. Aside from himself, his bed...had always been cold. He didn't wish to go back to those times...no matter how inevitable they were.
Naruto sighed. He gently slipped out of bed and quietly walked out of the room. He paid special attention in closing the door. By Kami, first he was sleeping in the same bed with Sakura's mom, and now he was handling Naruto junior. What was next?
Mebuki gently turned over in her sleep. Her hand outstretched itself and landed on the other side of the bed. The coolness of the sheets made her slowly open her eyes. The other side of the bed was...oddly cold and...spacious. "Sochi?" Mebuki asked. Through her hazy vision, she had managed to notice that Naruto was gone. It must have been for some time as well considering the how could his side was.
"Naruto?" She asked as she slowly pushed herself up from the bed. She swung her legs until the soles of her feet touched the cold, wooden floor. She then carefully stood to her feet so she wouldn't become dizzy. She didn't turn on the light. She hoped to not be up long enough anyway to need it.
Once her eyes gained enough focus, Mebuki realized that Naruto was not in the bedroom. "Could he have gone out? But it's almost midnight. I hope he's okay. Maybe he really does feel uncomfortable sleeping with me. It's not surprising. I may have to buy a separate futon if this continues," she thought. However, she didn't let this speculation rule out other possibilities. It could be that he just couldn't sleep and hoped to stay up a bit longer without waking her. There were numerous answers to her questions.
Still, she was worried and the best way to appease that worry was to find him. So the blonde woman opened the door which led into the hallway. She noticed that the bathroom light wasn't on so he couldn't have been in there.
She kept moving.
Her feet were silent so as to not find herself hitting something that she shouldn't. She felt around the corridors using her memories of walking them in the day to be her guide for tonight.
As she walked in the direction of the living room, Mebuki suddenly became aware of Naruto's voice. "Hah...hah...hah...Mebuki-san...Kaa-chan. Kaa-chan...Kaa-chan," she heard. Slowly, and without a single sound, Mebuki entered the living room just a step from the hallway. She stared in utter shock as Naruto laid on the living room couch. Mebuki silently gasped with a hand over her mouth as she saw Naruto's stroke his cock. His head rested on the neck of the couch while his hands worked his hardening muscle over.
"Is...is he masturbating to me?" Mebuki thought. She watched him pant as he continued to provide pleasure and relief to himself. He teased the sensitive tip of his cock head and bit his lower lip. From the moonlight which shined into the living room, she caught the full picture of his hardness. Its length, so long and strong. She could even make out the veins which no doubt were pumping blood into keep his erection standing. The tip was so puffy and purple, and his touch upon it was both filled with gentleness, yet firmness.
"Kaa...Kaa-chan, I'm sorry, but you're so...beautiful, dattebayo! I can't help it!" Naruto claimed. He could not have known that she was listening, but as Mebuki watched, her cheeks became flushed and her breathing became labored. Compliment after compliment he gave to her which only served to make her more aroused. When...was the last time Kizashi said something like that?
Mebuki could feel the familiar, yet highly pleasing sensation of her nipples pressing against her nightgown. She inhaled and tried to resist the urge to massage her growing need. "Nah...hah...Kaa-chan...Oh god, Kaa-chan!" She continued to hear. She could see her son pressure the two walls which led to his open hole. He moved his strong hand again and again. Such a ferocious desire, and such an unrelenting need was the way he moved. Mebuki wondered what he was picturing him doing to her. Was it something as crazy as what she did to him last night?
"I...I shouldn't be watching this. I...can't repeat last night. I just can't. Oh Naruto-kun, oh Sochi. Why are you so hard for me? You're so hard for your mother. My...My beautiful son. My beautiful Sochi. What are you doing to me?" she asked. Yes, she knew she should leave, but she was unable to find the will to do so. Her hands found her breasts and she squeezed them. As Naruto imagined freely what he could do with Mebuki, she in turn imagined the same thing. Her eyes glazed and her mind clouded with lust she saw the precum stick itself between his fingers. Her thighs rubbed together and she could feel her lower region quiver with need. She...was, again, getting aroused at the thought of Naruto, her son for the week. For the second day in a row, she felt this growing need rising.
"T-They don't compare to you, dattebayo. None of them were as beautiful as you, Kaa-chan. Please...don't hate me. I...I...hah...ugh...can't stop...looking at you," Naruto moved on. He clenched his teeth. Within his mind, he watched Mebuki smile at him. She then kissed the top of his head just like he had wanted her to. His thoughts, emotions, and feelings were utterly frazzled with unbridled passion.
"No. Look at me. Look at me, Sochi. How could I hate my wonderful son who compliments me? I could never hate you. Look at your mother watching you masturbate to thoughts of her. Oh Kami, what could you be making me do in your imagination? You...You naughty boy. You...shouldn't….ahhh...be getting off...from your mother," Mebuki replied. She quietly pinched one of her nipples and then fondled her breast. Oh no, she was losing control again. She couldn't stop. Her body felt like it was on fire. Strike after strike of lightning exploded from her body. Her free hand slid into the crest of her gown. Just touching her pussy almost threatened a moan from her mouth.
Word after word, Mebuki heard Naruto compliment her. No woman was as beautiful as her. Her lovely legs, her wonderful smile, her captivating face and smile, everything about her was just...perfect. Everything about her was...sexy. She continued to hear how happy she made him. Oh, yes. Her son. Her strong, sexy son. More, let her hear the brazen echoes of your increasing lust. Her breathing increased as blood rushed through her lungs. Her chest felt constricted by her gown. Her legs were feeling weak. How she kept standing was beyond her, but as she thrusted two fingers into her sopping pussy. She leaned her head against the wall, her breath coarse.
"Kaa-chan...Mebuki Kaa-chan...UGH!" With her eyes sharply focused on the scene, Mebuki watched the blonde throw his head back as his cum quickly covered his dominant hand. His labored breathing filled her ears and his muscled chest drove her wild. She could feel her own orgasm reaching. She was so close before she heard him curse.
"Kuso! I actually did it. I...I really am the worst. Mebuki-san was kind enough to be my Kaa-san for a week, and...this is how I say thank you! Plus, she's married. How can I come between that? If Sakura ever finds out she'll absolutely hate me. Maybe the village was right. Maybe...I am a freak after all dattebayo," Naruto claimed.
Mebuki's lust slowly began to vanish from her eyes, but her arousal was not so easy.
Her son. Oh Kami, her beautiful son was conflicted by his decision to express the physical attraction he had for her. She was not so blind to see that she had it as well. If she did not feel the physical, mental, and emotional attraction to him then she was sure she would not be here so quickly in tuned with his intense desires. As a mother, and as a woman, she felt herself reach out to him spiritually.
Her very instincts of both these natures exploded together. How long had it been since she felt this way? This...this type of love? So much more than parental love, yet...so much more than attraction love. When she looked at him. When she looked at the one she had taken as her son for the week, her chest flourished. Not even...not even Kizashi made her feel this way. She...she had to educate him. She had to teach him in the gentle ways that only a mother could. For in these two days, he had taken her heart gently. Her beautiful, handsome, loving son.
Gathering her courage, Mebuki stepped into the living room. "Is that what you believe I will think of you?" She asked which alerted Naruto to her presence. His eyes widened with fear as he watched he walked over to him. From that distance...it was impossible for her to not hear him.
"M-M-Mebuki-san, I'm sorry! Please forgive me! T-This isn't what it looks like. I didn't mean to…," Naruto stammered as he tried to find something to cover himself. He quickly grabbed one of his couch pillows and held it over his legs. He stared down at the floor. This was easily the worst and most embarrassing moment in his entire life.
"Oh you meant to. I know you meant to. I heard you after all. Also, Sochi, be careful when addressing your mother by her first name. I always try to teach you to be respectful," she said. Naruto did not reply. He was not sure what he was supposed to say that wouldn't end up making this situation even worse than it already was. However, he saw her shadow and she stood before him.
Sakura's mother gently placed her hands on his cheeks and pulled his head upwards to look upon her. "Oh Sochi, why would I ever think less of you? I'm so flattered you find me attractive. You are not some freak, nor are you some crazed degenerate. You are my wonderful son, and I, as your mother, have failed you in not recognizing your need for continued guidance. Oh my baby boy, don't be ashamed. Let momma see your affection for her," Mebuki said.
Before Naruto could respond, she grabbed the pillow he used and gently pulled it from view. Under the light of the moon, she stared at his hardened rod. It glistened with the juices of his earlier act, and the musky scent filled her nose and head. Standing from around the corner, she hadn't had the best view of it, but now it was completely free in front of her face. She watched it twitch and pulsate like a living creature. It's girth was wide and its frame was narrow, yet...it was so beautiful...just like her son. This...was her son's penis.
The blonde teen swallowed the lump in his dry throat. He had just finished, but watching Mebuki, his current mother, stare at his erection had quickly brought him back faster than he thought it would. He could see her lovely legs through her gown and the nipples of her breasts pointed through her fabric. He was not sure what to say for fear of ruining what they currently had. "Yes, my handsome, wonderful, amazing son. Look at you. So hard for your Kaa-chan. Be honest with me. Did you enjoy thinking about me? Did you enjoy fantasizing about your mother?" she asked.
"I...I...erm...I...ummm…," Naruto's found his breath sharper and his lungs short of air. His cock jumped at the mere thought. Each compliment and praise she gave him as his mother ignite the fire in his loins. His eyes were dazed and covered with the steamy clouds of sexual longing. His mother was...the most gorgeous woman ever.
Sakura's mother did not wait for him to finish. "I would say that you did. Do you know how I know?" she asked. She reached for his right hand and held up the effects of his fantasy. Naruto sat with a loss for words as his mother examined his hand.
"There is...so much of it. I really have been neglecting your needs. For there to be...all of this is interesting. Oh Sochi, how could you think I would love you any less than I do now? Do you know how much Kaa-chan loves you?" Mebuki asked. It was very strange. Her thoughts were shockingly clear, and her desires were shockingly present. However, any consequences or ramifications it might have upon her marriage were so easily banished from her mind. For right now, her son...was her only family and the only one who needed her.
"N-No, Kaa-chan. H-H-How much do you love me?" Naruto asked. Even now the words came out almost like sandpaper. His throat was dry and so was his resolve. The voice within his head that told him to not violate the sanctity of Mebuki's marriage in this vain attempt of them keeping their parent-child connection was fleeting. He...he never felt so needed. He never felt so tended to. For once, he was the absolute focus of someone's world.
Mebuki smiled. She took his sticky hand and licked the cum from his fingers. The color of shock was painted across his face when he watched. She did not do this quickly either. She slowly traced her tongue across each of his fingers.
Within her mind, she formed images of the times she had with Naruto as her son upon each of these fingers. She sucked his thumb just as he had as a baby when she had him and when she held him in her arms. She then went to his index finger. Its aroma and taste filled her nose and mouth...just like the joy when she held his finger helping him walk. Then came his middle finger where she bandaged a wound he had gotten when playing. After that was his ring finger where she told him of the type of girl he should marry. Lastly, was his pinky finger when she promised him she would always love him as her son.
Once those were clean, she licked his palm up and down. Her free hand gently massaged his thighs which made Naruto groan in appreciation. He watched her lick his cum until the very last piece was on the tip of her tongue. She then...swallowed it. The smile she gave after could have lit the room on its own. "There. Qll clean," she said, looking at him.
They both stared at each other for a moment. The one who had not known the love of a mother and suddenly gained the honor, and the one who had not known the heart-clenching bond between a mother and her son were these two. Mebuki had not thought before, but a mother-son bond was so different from the bond she felt with Sakura. Try as she might, she had no excuse. For within her heart, for this week, Uzumaki Naruto truly was her son. Her most wonderful son. Her son that could do anything. Her son that was her brightest star which shined under the moon and the heavens.
She leaned forward. She had let him suffer upon the couch for a time. As his mother, it was her duty...to teach him of proper sexual etiquette. Her mouth was just inches from his own. He could feel her breath tickle the hair just above his lip. At this moment, the last piece of resistance from Naruto struggled to get out. "K-Kaa-chan, what about…," he did not finish. He could not finish because...she had silenced him with her lips.
Naruto's eyes stared wide at her, but his closed when he felt the flaming pleasure blast through him as his tongue pushed against hers. He could her smooth, silky hands caressed his legs. His cock pushed against her stomach as she kissed him. Her other hand sensually caressed his cheek. She grazed his whisker marks which made him groan into her lips.
Mebuki then took her free hand and grabbed his arm. She pulled it until Naruto got the idea and rested it on her hips. She felt so wonderful. She was almost like a doll, so fragile that he thought he might break her if he were not careful. Yet, for Mebuki all thoughts of logic were destroyed from her body under the spell of her son's kiss. Such an immoral desire, yet she was unable to stop. Drunk like a fine wine she absorbed his lips, her handsome son's lips.
They both ended the kiss slowly almost as if to savor the moment. They looked at each other. "Whatever happens in our house…,"
"...stays in our house,"
They both slowly nodded. They were unable to stop. Logic had been replaced with desire and there was no one to bring them back. So, Mebuki slowly slid off her son and rested her knees on the ground. "Good boy. Now then, tell Kaa-chan about your trip. What kind of sexual education did Jiraiya of the Sannin teach you? What naughty things did you learn that would make you fantasize about your mother" Mebuki asked.
Naruto blushed and looked down. "Erm...n-none," he said rather meekly. Though this greatly surprised Mebuki, she did not stop teasing the sides of his thighs. She was so close to his erection that her very breath tickled him, but she moved no further.
"I...think it was my fault too. I think he tried to teach me, but I thought it was always him trying to get me to read one of his books or...use one of my...techniques I used when I was younger. So...he never really taught me anything like this and I focused on my training," Naruto explained. He then moaned when the air was sucked out of his lungs as Mebuki kissed the tip of his cock head.
"Mmmm I see. Well, you seem to have enough education to fuel your naughty desires about me. Well then, let momma take care of you...and your education," she said. She then kissed his cock again watching it pulse and twitch under her ministrations. She stole a peek at her son. His eyes were tightly closed and his fingers had balled themselves into fists. She gently smiled. She continued to play tiny, playful pecks on his expanding head.
"Ugh, K-Kaa-chan…," Naruto said, but any other words were lodged in his throat while air expelled from his lungs in the form of deep moans. Mebuki slowly scaled her nails over his wondrous phallic skin. The very heat from his member was warming up her hand.
"Mmmm, such a beautiful cock you have, Sochi. I'm so proud to be your first. Such a massive, potent thing. Do you want me to suck it? Do you want your mother to take your cock into her mouth? Tell me. Tell me what you want," Mebuki said as she slowly pursed her lips and blew over his length sending chills of bliss through his body.
His face flushed, Naruto opened one of his eyes and he stared at his mother, her hand slowly keeping his cock from going limp. She gently squeezed its shaft. Up and down, up and down she moved her luscious fingers. From the light outside their window, Naruto could see just how aroused Mebuki was. Her eyes were glossy with wanton lust.
Though Naruto obviously wanted to, Mebuki could tell her was still restraining himself for her sake. "Oh you. It's not good for you to hold it in, Sochi. It's unhealthy," Mebuki replied to herself. She then bent a little lower and licked Naruto's cock from his base, slowly, agonizingly, until she reached his crown. She circled his tip still planting little kisses, but never fully giving him what he obviously wanted.
"Do you want Kaa-chan to lick her son's strong cock like that? Do you want Kaa-chan to touch these two things down here...like this?" Mebuki asked. She smiled with delight as Naruto released a powerful moan when she fondled his balls beneath his spear. Oh, such a lovely moan from her son.
"Or perhaps, you would like me to stop?"
"NO!" Naruto exclaimed in haste and fear. The unending pleasure from Mebuki's hands fired the sensations into his brain and back into his body. He bit his lower lip. Mebuki waited with a smirk. Though he might not say it, she already knew that he had given his answer.
"Kaa-chan...please make me cum...with your mouth," Naruto said. Without another word, Mebuki ducked her head down, opened her mouth, and took the head of Naruto's male muscle into the depths of her cheeks.
"Mmm, it's even bigger like this. My strong, masculine son. Your mother is giving you your first blowjob. Perhaps this week will be a week of many firsts," Mebuki thought. She then began to bob her head up and down. Naruto watched his cock appear and disappear into her mouth. His moans grew louder and louder. The feeling of his mother's soft, sleek mouth was so much better than anything Jiraiya had said to him, or tried to say to him.
It felt like his entire being was being sucked through a vacuum of intense ecstasy. He was unable to resist and raised his hands to her head. He toyed with the follicles of her hair while she continued in her earnest pursuit of pleasuring her lovely son. "Ugh...ahhh….Kaa-chan that feels so good. That feels...really good dattebayo,"Naruto remarked.
For a response, Mebuki took his cock through her mouth until she reached his pelvis. Just enough for a bit of teasing pleasure, her teeth skillfully scraped the outer folds of his skin. Her cheeks were warm with desire and her body was burning with unbridled passion. She then took his cock out of her mouth for a moment. Under the moonlight, she watched it glisten just as it had a moment when her son was pleasuring himself to her. "Do you like that? Do you like Kaa-chan's blowjob?" Mebuki asked.
"Y-Yes, it's the best thing I've ever felt," Naruto said. Once he said that, Mebuki did not know why, but the pride thoroughly exploded from her chest. The clash of her maternal instincts with her desires as a woman seemed to be mixing together just as they had been previously.
"Well, enjoy it Sochi. If we have time, tomorrow night, I'll teach you the joys of pleasuring a woman, but for now, I want all the focus to be on you. All of it should be on you, my naughty Sochi. How depraved, making your mother take this large, hard, pulsing thing in her mouth. Such a weapon, so strong, so masculine. If I was not here, who knows what maidens would succumb to this thing. I must continue to monitor it," the woman with eyes of emerald said and she took his dick back into her mouth.
"Ah...ha...ugh...oh god...yes Kaa-chan...like that! OH fuck!" Naruto said. He slowly started to buck his hips and his blonde mother found no qualms with this. She continued to suck his cock until it reached the back of her throat. Her tongue skillfully cradled it between her lips while one of her hands massaged the his balls. The other was busy buried into her pussy. Unlike Naruto, she hadn't gotten to cum yet and she could feel the flames rising once again from within her. Oh Kami, sucking on her son's cock was going to make her cum. It was going to be one of the best climaxes she had ever experienced. She could feel it.
Together, their connection as mother and son for a time, only fueled their desires. Mebuki felt the increasing lust from inside her swell at the thought of her, his mother, on her knees silently begging for her son's cum to flood her throat. Her strong hand teased her skin as well. Kami, she was just begging him to take control and hungrily thrust his cock into her mouth, but she was fine with his meekness for now. It was his first time after all.
Naruto watched as his mother toyed with herself. From her words earlier it was obvious that what was happening here tonight was not a one-time thing. Just that filled him with joy. The love and attention of a mother showing such unrestrained love for him nearly brought him to tears. He could feel his cock continuing to bump against her cheeks, her teeth, her tongue, and her throat. Strike after strike brought him closer than he had thought. His moans kept on exhaling, but the sight of his mother masturbating just as he had been to this act was threatening to send him over the edge.
He then watched the older woman apply just a bit of spit for more lubrication in addition to the precum which was already sliding down his shaft. "Ahh uhhh Kaa-chan, I'm gonna cum!" Naruto claimed. He could feel his cock hardening. He could feel the rush of sexual juices inside of him traveling through the long stretch of his phallic tool just waiting for enough pressure to be explode.
Mebuki paused and lifted her head off. Yet, she kept moving her hand. "Cum, Sochi. Let me see my beautiful son cum for his mother. Kaa-chan loves you, Naru-kun. Kaa-chan loves you so much. Show your mother how much you love her. You wanted to cum from my mouth. I think that's doable. Is that what you want to see? Your mother swallowing your thick, salty juice?" she asked.
"Kaa-cha! Kaa-chan! Kaa-chan!" Naruto repeatedly said.
"Give it to me, honey! Give your Kaa-chan your white, hot milk! Kaa-chan will accept all of it," she said and took her mouth down on him again. She bobbed her head in earnest, no longer subtle, slow bobs, but strong, vicious, thirsty thrusts. She could feel him hardening and his heat burning the tip of her tongue. Yes, cum for her. Show your mother the face you wore of pure pleasure! Cum inside your mother's mouth!
"FUCK!" Naruto screamed. He closed his eyes, threw his head back, and grunted as he shot rope after rope of cum into Mebuki's mouth. The blonde woman dutifully sucked it all despite some if it having gotten in her throat.
"MMMPMH!" Mebuki squealed into her son's cock as he orgasm shattered her body. Her juices spilled onto the floor while she continued to suck the salty taste from Naruto's penis.
"Mmm so hot. Such a delightful taste from my Sochi," she thought. A tad salty, but she did not mind. Once she was sure her son was done, she slowly took her mouth off his cock only to be surprised one some landed on her face.
She glanced up and stared at Naruto, his face covered in sweat and his breathing unstable.
The young blonde opened his eyes and he watched Mebuki scrape the remains of his cum from her face. She then licked her fingers clean. "Mmmm, such a powerful taste from my Sochi," she said. She then held up her free hand which had made her orgasm to his face. Naruto licked her fingers clean. The taste and scent of her juices drove him nigh mad with desire once again, but they both knew it was late. They also knew...there was no going back from this. Tomorrow, they would continue from where they had left off. It...was impossible not to.
Once Naruto was done, Mebuki stood up and leaned forward. She grabbed his face and before he could speak, she claimed his lips. She moved her hands behind his neck while his hands rested on her hips. She then parted from him. "You aren't a freak, Sochi. You are my son, whom I love," she said.
Naruto closed his eyes. Try as he might, a single tear escaped him before he nodded, a smile on his face.
Taking his hand, Mebuki led him back into their bedroom where they both rested until morn.
-x-
"Hmm Haruno-san, what are you doing here at this hour?" Asked Nara Yoshino, mother of Nara Shikamaru and wife of Nara Shikaku. She had been woken up by one of the clansmen asking for her. She came to the front door to see Kizashi, Mebuki's husband, standing there.
"Ah Yoshino-san. Thank Kami you're still here. I was hoping to catch you before you and Mebuki-chan went on your hot springs trip. Can you please give her this book? I know it's stupid to come out here so late for a book, but she's been reading it and I dread to think of the mood she'll be in if she doesn't have it," Kizashi said. He handed the book to Yoshino. She took the book, albeit slowly.
"Wait, we haven't…,"
"Anyway, I know it's late for you. Have a good rest of your night. Bye!" He said as he began to run back home. Yoshino closed the door to the complex, silent confusion the expression of her face.
KG: Well, I think that answers if this is going to be a series of one shots or not. I'm glad you guys like it for the most part. Now onto the question, I'm only doing mothers here people. Now onto the question of Kurenai, well that's a maybe at best. Same goes for Tsunade. Also, I'll be honest. I was not planning on making it this long xD. Heh long.
KG: Anyway, that's all folks. Stay Breezy. Protect what's important to you. Review and SEND ME CREAM SODA!