Hey guys, thanks for stepping by! This is my first Fan-Fiction I work on but I do have experiences in writing, even though not in english. I always loved the different and unique characters of the Naruto franchise, even and especially the minor ones. I have a weakness for female antagonists but the real intention behind this project is giving certain characters (here 'Fuuka') more background, more story, more life - bringing them into the spotlight. I want to stay as true to the characters and the information given in the Anime as possible but I do not hesitate practicing narrative creativity and freedom to fit plot-holes or to push the story in a certain direction.

Enjoy!


Fuuka's Last Kiss

Chapter I - The Son

"Do you have any idea how many years it took to grow this hair? Hair is vital to a woman." - Fuuka


The tumultuous waves of the Shinobi World War have receded into the background and the village of Konoha had regained its peace. There, in the Hidden Leaf Village, was the presence of a woman who should have been defeated years ago.

It took a long time for my hair to grow back to this length... It seems that Furido and the others are dead anyway, so what should I do now?

While stroking her waist-length red hair, the provocative Kunoichi named 'Fuuka' stood in front of the great gate of Konoha. Once upon a time she was part of Furido's gang. Several years ago the group staged a coup against the Hokage with the goal of establishing the feudal lord of the Land of Fire as the only legitimate ruler. Back then she fought the then-younger Shinobi Naruto Uzumaki. In the beginning of their confrontation she held the upper hand. Naruto was overwhelmed by the fact that Fuuka was able to make use of all five Chakra natures – and if that wasn't enough: Fuuka's wounds seemed to recover instantly, creating the illusion that the woman was invulnerable to his attacks. But Naruto was able to find out her only weakness - by revealing the secret behind her hair he was able to finish her off. However, Fuuka's spirit - bound in her hair - survived, and so she did, regaining her body overtime.

It had almost become evening. The sun casted its last rays on the high, wooden wall of Konoha while the last merchant caravans passed through the gate into the village.

The boy is the Hokage now? You've grown up quite a bit, haven't you? I wonder what your new, grown body tastes like...

Fuuka remembered Naruto as she looked at the portrait of the Hokage carved into the rock of Konoha.

Well, he survived although he was 'kissed' by me twice. The boy also managed to destroy three of my bodies... So he must have been something special after all... And furthermore he's the only person who knows my secret...

Much has happened in the Shinobi world since the confrontation between Naruto and Fuuka. But the seductive Kunoichi almost put an end to his life and his story. He would not have become Hokage, but merely another body in her collection.

Fuuka's features darkened.

I can't allow anyone who knows my secret to live!

Fuuka licked her lips and entered the village.

But it's not like you could just sneak into the village without the risk of being discovered.

In Konoha, Fuuka was practically trapped.

Although the Shinobi War had ended the nations were still on high alert, and Konoha was no exception. It was only natural that the village would be heavily guarded especially when it came to their leader, the Hokage.

How am I supposed to get to him...? I'm not allowed to... Nhn? That boy looks like...

Fuuka noticed a boy out of the corner of her eye whose appearance was strikingly familiar.

He looks almost exactly like the other boy. Could it be that... He could be the son of him, right? He must be!

The boy was still very young but he still bore a strong resemblance to Naruto. It was his son, Boruto. Fuuka chuckled mischievously as she looked at the innocent-looking Boruto.

I have a great idea...

"Hey, kid, can I talk to you for a second?"

The stranger's voice stopped Boruto halfway.

"Who are you? I haven't seen you around here before."

"Oh, I'm just visiting the village for a little fun. I just wanted to ask you something..."

Fuuka leaned down and put her face close to Boruto. Her bare thighs, shoulders, her back and her ample breasts, as well as the scent of an experienced seductress, made young Boruto quite embarrassed.

"W-What do you want?"

"I just need some privacy to talk to you... Would you follow me for a moment? If you do this for me, I'll give you a very special reward."

"What kind of reward?"

"You'll see. Just follow me."

Fuuka lured the unsuspecting boy into a secluded and deserted alley.

"Boy, do you know how I can get to the Hokage?"

"My father... What do you want from the Hokage?"

The sudden mention of his father aroused Boruto's suspicions.

"You're the Hokage's son, aren't you? Looking at you, I see you have a pretty face, just like him..."

"I'm not just 'the Hokage's son'. I'm Boruto!"

The young boy seemed to be annoyed about the fact that everyone just saw in him the son of the Hokage.

"Whatever..."

Fuuka chuckled teasingly and leaned her face closer to Boruto's. And then...

"What the hell are you doing?"

Fuuka licked Boruto's cheek gently, just like she had done to Naruto back then.

"W-What are you doing?"

"So you're one of the rare few with wind-based Chakra as well. Just what I want."

I think I'll give the boy a little fun before finishing him off.

Boruto seemed startled by the sudden action, his face turning red. He was feeling more and more aroused by the older woman.

"It's okay, we're all alone here, I can do more with you."

"What do you mean 'do more'?"

"Whatever you can think of... For example... Something like this..."

Fuuka put her mouth close to Boruto's ear and gently breathed on it. Boruto's body shook as he felt a sensation he had never known before.

"Do you have weak ears? How cute... You haven't been kissed before, have you?"

"My first kiss? None of your business!"

Boruto was quite out of breath, his cheeks turning red as he replied.

"Then I'll give you your first kiss. I'll make sure it feels good."

"Like hell you will! Who would ever want to be with you..."

"Defiant, just like your father - but I wonder how long that will last..."

Fuuka closed her eyes and brought her lips close to Boruto's.

"No, stop...!"

Boruto closed his eyes as well and tensed up... But then...

Boruto tentatively opened his eyes. Fuuka had stopped just before their lips touched. She smiled seductively.

"You say you don't want it to happen, but you wish it would, right? Isn't that why you didn't run away and waited for me with your eyes closed instead?"

"Well, that's..."

"Shhh, no need to argue. Don't worry, I'll be gentle for now..."

Right after saying that, Fuuka gently pressed her lips to Boruto's.

Chu...

With a soft sound, their lips parted.

"How did it feel? Your first kiss... Did it feel good?"

"No, not at all."

"Oh, then I guess I'll have to do more than that..."

Chu... Chu...

Fuuka kissed him tenderly, over and over again. The sound of her kisses echoed in the deserted and isolated alley.

"Huh...Huh..."

"Are you feeling that good already? ...Nchu... there's so much more a women's body is capable of..."

Fuuka then forcefully pushed her tongue between their interlocked lips. Boruto tried to turn his head away.

"Aahn, don't run away..."

Fuuka held his face.

"Hold still."

She finally managed to push her tongue deep into his mouth.

Chu...lelo...kuchu...

The passionate sounds were even more intense than before.

What's happening to me... It feels way too good to be real...

Boruto's mind was numb as he was dominated by the pleasure while his lips and tongue were being played with. But then he noticed that something strange was happening to his body.

Wait!? What is that!?

"Mhm...Puha...huha... Do you finally notice?"

While their tongues were connected, something else was hovering between Fuuka and Boruto's mouths.

Could it be that...

It was a glowing strand of blue Chakra.

"Yes, in return for my passionate kiss, I will take your body and soul..."

"Damn, I won't let you do that..."

Boruto pushed Fuuka away from him rudely.

"Oh, so you don't want me to give you another kiss?"

Fuuka wrapped her arms around Boruto's shoulders and back, enticing him with a warm and intimate hug.

"Don't you want your death to feel good?"

Boruto lost his will to resist as Fuuka whispered into his sensitive ears.

"Now comes the final kiss."

Fuuka closed her eyes again and kissed Boruto passionately once more.

In a moment you will become a part of my collection.

Boruto's eyelids slowly fell closed, as if he was falling into a deep sleep.

What a weird Jutsu... If I continue to let her kiss me, she will absorb all of my Chakra and eventually steal my soul... But...

Boruto felt the danger to his life in his own body but he couldn't resist the pleasure, his will, his defiance, weren't strong enough, and so he let the Kunoichi have her way.

"Good boy. Let me make you feel even more pleasure..."

Fuuka pushed Boruto down and nestled her body tightly against his. And...

"Reaper kiss!"

Kuchu... lelo...chu...

Boruto eyes opened widely. Lines of Chakra could been seen all other his face while his empty blue eyes looked towards the sky.

Your Chakra... it will all be mine.

"Boruto!"

A familiar voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Boruto, where are you? Boru..."

The owner of the voice - Naruto Uzumaki - was speechless as he finally witnessed his son being pinned to the ground and kissed passionately by a woman he recognized. The woman let go of Boruto, pushing him against the wall. Her eyes gazed at the blond-haired boy, who by now had grown into a handsome young man.

Fuuka looked at the Hokage's face more and more insistently. Her features darkened increasingly as she recalled the final moments of their fight:

"Hehehe - hahahaha, now that I think of it: Your Chakra is wind-nature, isn't it?"

Naruto laid unconscious on the ground. His face and body were covered in dirt and mud. Fuuka leaned forward towards him.

"There aren't many people who posess that element - I might as well stack up."

The triumphant Kunoichi ran her tongue over her lips to moisten them.

"Reaper kiss!"

Fuuka bent down to the, supposedly, passed out boy. Gently, she placed her lips on his and closed her eyes as her tongue slowly and smoothly made its way into his mouth as she was trying to absorb his essence.

Such vast power... It will all be mine!

Few seconds later she panicked as she opened her eyes after recognizing a force pulling her hair, as if a weight were hanging on it. Startled, Fuuka looked into Naruto's now open blue eyes as she pulled her tongue from his mouth, denying him the soft feel of her lips.

"What-a!? What do you think you're doing?"

Drops of sweat ran down Fuuka's forehead as she gritted her teeth.

"Aaaahhhhh!"

The Kunoichi cried out in pain as Naruto ripped a large tuft of her hair from her head. She backed away, looking in his direction in disbelief and anger.

"I finally figured it out. I know the secret behind your Jutsu."

The hairs Naruto had pulled out so recently seemed to take on a life of their own. They started moving, trying to wrap around his arm. Naruto threw the tuft on the ground and stepped on it.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh!"

Fuuka's face, no, her entire body, took on the color of a lifeless, barren brown, while at the same time countless, deep wrinkles appeared everywhere. Her legs trembled. Most of her teeths were gone. It almost seemed as if her body could sink in and crumble to dust at any moment.

"This is what happened the last time; You were way more freaked out about your hair than you were about your body, which means there must be something special about it!"

The Kunoichi's seductive facade was broken.

"Now that it's come to this, I'll be taking your body no matter what!"

With one last, desperate attack, she tried to turn the tide and finish him off. Her red hair spilled out and encircled Naruto's arms and his neck so that he was unable to move while her aged shell staggered towards him. Even two Kunai the blond boy threw in her direction earlier, digging into her ribcage and getting stuck, couldn't stop her last attempt to take his body.

"I'll suck the life right out of you!"

But she ultimately failed. He broke out of her wrapping and ended the fight with his own mighty Jutsu Rasengan. She remembered the fear of death she felt at that moment and her squeals of pain when Naruto finally won their duel. Fuuka almost died but fortunaly for her her soul - bound in her hair - survived.

You... How dare you... You will regret what you have done to me. I will get my kiss... And this time it will be the last one, I swear!

The anger on Fuuka's face gradually disappeared.

He knows the secret behind my hair... I have to be careful.

"Hmph... Long time no see, boy."

"You're alive, huh? Let Boruto go!"

Naruto jumped towards her, but Fuuka dodged him by fusing her body to the wall of the house. He bent down to his dragged son and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you all right?"

Boruto seemed to be unconscious.

"Hehehe - hahahaha."

A sinister laughter seemed to emanate from the walls.

"That woman is still a bitch... Show yourself!"

Suddenly, Fuuka appeared behind Naruto.

"His last moments would have been sheer blissed if..."

Naruto was rooted to the spot. Not even a facial muscle of his moved even slightly. But suddenly - in a flash - the Hokage turned and faced in her direction. A ball of swirling, pure Chakra hovered over his right hand.

When did he...

The Rasengan propelled the Kunoichi against the opposite wall of the building, but when the dense cloud of dust cleared, she was gone.

"That old hag... Next time I see her, I'll make sure I finish her off once and for all..."

His son recovered after a few days, but for a while he could not forget the pleasure Fuuka had given him. He had to dream about it almost every night.


The seductive Kunoichi Fuuka is back from the dead! She wants to take revenge on the blond-haired brat who dared to expose her best-kept secret and defeat her in battle years ago. Much has happened since then but the story of the attractive woman, whose beguiling charm had brought many strong opponents to their knees, also continues...