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...

Fuuka's Last Kiss

Chapter XI - Outlook

"Your vast power - it will all be mine!" - Fuuka

15 years earlier...

"Naruto!"

A familiar voice broke through the darkness that engulfed him. A warm voice that gave him a sense of comfort and security.

"Wake up, Naruto!"

I... I know that voice.

"You must wake up!"

The voice moved away.

Mom.

The young Shinobi tentatively opened his eyes. He saw a woman with long, red hair - but it was not his mother. Her eyelashes were too long and the red color of her hair was too barren, too colorless in his eyes. She was his enemy.

Chu... Chu...

Fuuka kissed the boy - energetically, but without feeling or patience. She pushed deeper and deeper into his mouth with her tongue as she searched for the largest pool of Chakra inside him to pump out. Naruto felt his life force slowly leaving him and being transferred to the Kunoichi, but she seemed reluctant to use her ability. Fuuka was cautious. She seemed to desire the power that dwelled within him, but at the same time she feared it.

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

Then Naruto noticed a strand of hair with a large bloodstain on it.

Her body changed, but it's still the same blood running through it. What a weird Jutsu.

Fuuka noticed how Naruto had regained consciousness. Her eyes gazed suspiciously into his as his immense Chakra spread more and more throughout her body.

Stubborn to the end, I see. But this time he'll not be able to escape his fate. His body belongs to me!

The realization that the secret behind the woman's abilities had to do with her hair hit Naruto like a slap in the face.

Wait a sec...

Naruto's perceptiveness saved his life. But just as Naruto's life didn't end that night, Fuuka's story continued, despite her defeat.

In the near future...

The Hokage's head laid on the desk. His mouth was open and saliva was coming out of his mouth faster than the ink from the overturned ink jar was spreading on his work table. His eyelids were half open - he was still conscious when Fuuka stepped into the room of the man who had earned the respect of those who had designated him as their leader. Naruto managed - with the last of his strength - to move his head slightly to look in the direction of the red-haired woman who was walking menacingly towards him.

"Mom."

Whether Naruto was wishing for his mother to be here so that she could protect him from her, or he actually thought of Fuuka as his mother herself at that particular moment, was his secret alone. In any case, the appearance of the two women were indisputable very similar. The room was hardly illuminated - the electricity had failed shortly before. The only source of light was on the Hokage's table in form of a lamp.

"What did you say? 'Mom'? Hehehehe - how cute, pathetic but cute. I'm not your mom, boy. I'm your worst nightmare!"

Naruto looked helpless. A satisfied smile spread across Fuuka's face. She was enjoying this moment. A light, cool breeze from the broken window behind the Hokage set her long, in the dark maroon-colored hair vibrating. There was commotion; fighting was going on outside.

"It seems that this whole Hokage thing is to much for you. You don't look good at all."

Fuuka walked toward Naruto with slow, almost lithe steps. The portrait of a man to her left briefly caught her attention. The young, attractive man in the picture with the same blond hair as Naruto stared at the Kunoichi. It was only a photo of him, but Fuuka liked the idea that the Fourth was present at that moment - in whatever form.

It was a mistake to let me escape back then. Watch me as I end your son's life!

When Fuuka reached the desk, she looked down at Naruto, who was finding it increasingly difficult to stay conscious. Visibly exhausted, his tired eyes looked up at her.

Either Fuen overestimated her abilities once again and her poison was weaker than she had anticipated, or he's holding on with his sheer willpower - this boy is indeed special. He will be the jewel of my collection.

She grabbed her hip with one hand and lifted her chin. The smile on her lips became a smug grin.

Finally. This is going to be fun.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

Suddenly, she reached for his hair. She tugged on it like he did to her years ago. Fuuka lifted his head from the table in one swift motion and bent over to bring her face closer to his.

"How does that feel, boy?"

She tugged even harder on his short, blond hair.

"Doesn't feel good, does it?"

Only the tips of his toes still touched the ground. Fuuka kept the boy's body in this most uncomfortable position. Naruto's blue pupils slowly turned to the Kunoichi - he returned her gaze. To Fuuka, another sign that he was still defying her will.

"You impudent brat!"

The sinister grin on the woman's face gave way to a serious, angry expression. She pressed her long fingernails against his scalp.

"I'm tired of your insolence. I'm going to take your body..."

She pulled even harder on his hair, causing his head to fall backwards. Naruto gritted his teeth in pain.

"...and when you're finished, every person you care about will be next. Your friends, your family, everyone. I'm going to take all their bodies."

Fuuka threw the young man backwards, causing his back to bounce ungently against the chair behind him. His body slumped as his face looked down and his eyelids were now closed. Fuuka walked around the desk and toward the seemingly unconscious Hokage.

As she reached him, she slapped him on his face.

And again.

And again.

To all appearances, this time Fuuka wanted to be absolutely sure that her opponent would not suddenly regain consciousness. But the self-satisfied expression on her face also made clear that she was enjoying her power over him. Shortly after, her thighs spread and she took a seat on the Hokage's legs.

"But before, you and I are going to have some fun."

She placed her hands on his wagons and looked at him eagerly. She ran her tongue over her lips. Her eyes, glowing dark blue in the half-shadow, sparkled as their faces slowly drew closer.

„Reaper kiss!"

I thought it would be nice to publish a part of the finale I already had completed before I take my little break - as a little outlook or vision of what cool things you can expect without revealing or spoilering to much.