Struggle of Assault team: Part 2

(Welcome back. As I said last chapter, you all mean a lot to me and that's why I stayed up all night to get these two chapters out and a third in the works. Let's dive in.)


Almost an hour later, team Bōkō was retrieved by the same butler that showed them their rooms. Right back into the large dining hall with a table that was big enough to match, the team sat down with each other and to match the group the Daimyo sat with his daughter. Hana scratched the table as she sat once she saw Aisano, Ran clenched his fists so hard he turned his knuckles white, and Zeko just removed his gourd and set it beside his seat. One by one, platters were brought out and placed in front of those at the table so they could pick and choose what to eat. The shinobi weren't picky since their lifestyle pretty much meant that they needed fuel regardless so everything was up for grabs.

The Daimyo seemed to stay away from anything nut related but wasn't being all that choosy. "So Rozu-san, of you and your entourage, who would you say is the most talented? More specifically who is strongest?"

"Daimyo-sama with all due respect I can't say anyone in my team is just better than anyone. They all have their strengths and weaknesses that make them… them." She smiled even as he rose a brow with a bemused smirk on his face. Beside him Aisano was being fed by a very nervous handmaiden, each bit of food that crossed the Princess' lips had to be perfect otherwise she'd lose her position.

"Modare Ran, no clan background but broke the previous record of the Sunagakure graduation exam. A decent close range fighter and has a fire elemental affinity." Ran was looking at the Feudal Lord with utter surprise even as his cheeks were filled with beef and rice. "Nekoma Hanatsu, from the Nekoma clan of people who've developed a close relationship with felines and use cat like techniques. You tricked your teammate into completing your graduation for you." Hana was frozen as salmon was just about to enter her gaped mouth.

"Next!" Aisano loudly stated, the handmaiden didn't even have time to process what happened since a guard dragged her off and she was replaced immediately. The new handmaiden started feeding the Princess and if you weren't looking you wouldn't even notice that she was a replacement for one that somehow failed.

'Killing her is still on the table, ooh why not do it on the table?!' The idea was considered for a moment since this girl was despicable by all means, Zeko didn't even see what could've gone wrong but he knew that it wasn't worth being dragged off to who knows where.

"And last, but definitely not least, Kusanabe Zeko. Your clan is known for being able to grow plants even in the harsh desert, and as such you must be a strong water style user. Then we factor in your status as the host of the One tail and I can say that you'd easily be the strongest of your group. Quite a few feats you've got already, but my favorite is you taking part in an S-rank at age eight." He was smiling genially while Zeko scarfed down everything in front of him, table manners not mattering in the face of his hunger.

'I guess even the Daimyo can't know everything about me, but he knows a lot already and me showing off one of my bloodlines will get out quick. Ooh pork!' Zeko extended his chopsticks towards a cut of pork but he was just a second too late since now it was in Ran's grip.

"All the things Daimyo-sama said and you weren't quicker than me? This has to be enjoyed by someone who really wanted it, and it wasn't you Zeko-chan~" If looks could kill then Ran would've been a bloody stain because while he slipped the cut of meat past his lips, his friend was glaring with all the hatred he could muster.

Rozu laughed at the two and their bickering even while the Daimyo looked puzzled at the display. "Ran might not have anything special about him, Daimyo-sama, but he's definitely no slouch. He keeps up with Zeko just fine on any day." Right then Aisano dismissed herself and walked away with her eyes locked onto her phone screen. The rest of their dinner was uneventful and quickly they all went back to their respective bedrooms.

Ran was back in his room with his television on and was doing push-ups while a show was on. He didn't pay it much attention at first but it started growing on him, something about a teenage boy and some talking yellow dog? Whatever it was it helped take his mind off dinner. 'Saying Zeko's strongest, yeah maybe cause of all the shit he's got! I'm the one who beats him and I don't have any asspulls to win.'

Once again the sound of music entered the area but again the teen didn't notice it. It was some type of string instrument being played and this time the tune made its way to Ran's ears. "Think about how strong you could be with just a little push." For the second time it was gone as fast as it came and Ran looked around to find the source of whatever it was that was practically whispering in his ear.

"I know I heard something!" A voice called from outside his room.

"Sorry I stubbed my toe!" Well that wasn't the same voice that was whispering to him so they weren't the culprit, plus the person whispering to him was a woman. Ran decided to chalk it up as his imagination being overactive at night and he resumed his exercise.

Hana was currently seated and washing her hair, after the day that she had it was needed. "Feels so good to clean up after dealing with that bitch, Aisano-hime. She's so hot but her personality is just vile!"

"No really why are you in my bathroom?" Zeko questioned as he sat in the bathtub for his room. It wasn't often that he got to soak in silence since his room in the village had a loud neighbor, but this girl barging in and starting to clean her hair as if her bathroom wasn't fine to use. "Seriously why are you here?"

"I don't like being alone when I'm cleaning up and Ran wouldn't let me in no matter what I said, so I came here." Zeko frowned and looked around the bathroom.

"I'm practicing my fire control! This water was cold when I got in! Hana-chan-" He started to whine but the second he looked back at her he paused and deadpanned. It was for good reason since she was just as naked as him now and was right next to the bathtub.

"Hot water is the best for my skin, scoot over." The boy didn't even move but she slipped into the tub with him as if he did, he only froze up because of the surprise and anyone who said otherwise would get punched in the nose. "You don't look embarrassed Zeko-kun~ You aren't nervous being naked with me? Am I not pretty to you?" She pouted at the end of her landmine of a question while Zeko squinted, subsequently heating the water by a few more degrees.

'This one could be a good mate in a couple years.' That one made the boy groan out loud to Hana's concern but he didn't give her the chance to respond.

"You're really pretty but I'm younger than you, and I don't need to think about boobs right now." He leaned back some in the limited space that they had while his teammate formed a devious grin.

"Are you sure it's not cause you 'don't like girls that way'?" And with that he was up and out of the water, Hana playfully covered her eyes but her right hand had just enough of a gap to peek. "I was kidding!"

Nope nope and more nope, just nope. It was bedtime and the roof looked pretty comfortable so Zeko decided to give it a shot. Better than risking that girl up and sleeping in his room. "The moon's gonna be full in like a week. The ocean looks nice under the light too." The scenery worked perfectly in relaxing the insomniac enough to drift into the world of slumber despite Shukaku yelling about something involving his host not seeing a good thing when he had it.


The day started off with Ran heading down to the beach first while Hana and Zeko went into town to get swimming outfits. There was, surprisingly, no flirting or teasing from the hyperactive cat girl while she looked over all the swimming suits that were available and decided on a simple yellow bikini top and a light blue pair of swim shorts that stopped at her mid thighs. Hana looked at Zeko and saw him eyeing her with a curious look on his face. "Uh, aren't you going to get something? It's the beach episode after all."

"The what?" He was confused by her saying something about an episode but he waved it off as her being extra as usual. "Nevermind. I'll just stay on the sand and make stuff there, maybe fight Ran over taking the pork last night."

"Just cause we're on a mission doesn't mean you have to be serious. Having fun is always fun." She walked off to pay for the outfit with that nugget of knowledge but our albino haired boy was stuck on one topic in particular.

'Don't cats hate water?'

Only a half hour later they were on the beach and to their despair Aisano decided to be there too. 'She's so awful as a person but damn she's so hot.' Ran couldn't focus on his katas because of the girl sunbathing just a few paces away. He was practicing some moves with his Red Flying Swallow but wasn't getting anywhere with the constant distraction that was the beauty with a terrible attitude.

"On your left!"

"Wha-" And from his left did something send Ran face first into the sand of the beach. He sprung up hacking and sputtering the grains of sediment out of his mouth and looked at where he was hit but the only thing on his skin was a slowly forming bruise, no signs of what hit him. "Sensei! What was that?!" Rozu was in the middle of one handed push ups when she called out to her student. She used her free hand to point at, what could best be called, a tiny fortress of sand. The fortress had a decoration of Shukaku's face on each of the four walls… which was really all that it had to it, just four walls. From the walls did a head of white hair pop up.

"I've been practicing a new jutsu, all I do is shoot some air bullets. You've been distracted by…" Zeko pointed over at Aisano who was now on her stomach and Ran at least knew that she didn't just look good from the front. And again was Ran knocked into the ground.

"Quit doing that! I don't want sand in my trunks." He started dusting himself off while his younger teammate walked through his creation and collapsed it, revealing that he was shirtless as well but had his shinobi pants instead of swimming wear. "Only reason you can do all this stuff is cause you're a jinchūriki, get on my level and don't have everything then get good."

"Hey! I try just as hard as anyone else, don't make excuses for why you suck." Zeko was smirking even though he should've known what his friend was about to say just to get beneath his skin.

"I suck, but that two seconds says something else." The friendly atmosphere was gone and the two were glaring at each other with sparks coming from their gazes. They both turned around and popped their wrists, and the sudden actions made Aisano turn over to look at them from behind her sunglasses.

'Ugh. What are those two doing?' Her question was answered once the boys turned and struck each other, knuckles meeting knuckles. Ran swung his shin at Zeko's neck and the younger boy ducked below the limb and kicked himself backwards while Ran chased after him. The two met again in an exchange of blows, both shrugging them off or deflecting them so they were glancing at best. This time Zeko went on the offensive and landed a strike on Ran's ribcage, knocking the wind out of him, then he grabbed his hand and made the bird seal.

"Hey!" Ran threw a kick while pulling his hand back but Zeko dodged it and landed another hit in the exact same spot, and formed the snake seal with their hands before sliding to monkey. "You dick." There was less audio in that call out because of the lack of air but he didn't lose his fight. Ran pulled his hand back again but this time threw a punch and socked Zeko right in the cheek, the kick he landed in his sternum didn't help either, but Zeko didn't lose his grip and instead brought his foot against the back of Ran's knee and struck the boy in the forehead with his open palm. He let go and jumped back with his hands in the ram seal while Ran held his forehead.

"Raiton: Raikyū." A blue ball of electricity formed ahead of Zeko and shot off at Ran who went through his own seals.

"Katon: Endan." A blast of fire collided with the ball of electricity and the beach almost had a light show in the middle of the day, key word is almost, but the sand rose and caught the explosion before anyone went blind. Zeko had his clasped together and was suppressing the explosion with his sand but a sudden pressure made his spine tingle.

Zeko spun and caught a foot in his hands and felt the wind from its force. The offending limb belonged to Ran and the aura coming off his body showed that he was using the first stage of the Seven Heavenly Breaths technique. He dropped back to the ground and they engaged in their melee again. Fists struck flesh and their shins connected with forearms. They had a similar fighting style so it was all down to who could hit faster, and Ran had a trick up his sleeve. "Daini Kassei." Ran's body muscles expanded right before Zeko's eyes.

'Second what?' A kick to the back of the head sent the boy rolling across the sand and into the shallow seawater.

"How's it feel? First two seconds late to beat me and now two seconds late to dodge." With that his body shrunk to normal, the aura around him dropped and he crossed his arms.

The taunting hit harder since Zeko was coughing saltwater out of his mouth, he quickly learned that he was right to not want to be involved with the water since it was nowhere near as comforting as sand. "Shut your face before I make good on my promise." The friendly nature was back since their spar was done even though it was a death threat he was referring to. The two noticed a gaping Aisano staring at them but they made no move to acknowledge her. She finally shook her surprise off and returned to her resting bitch face.

"Towel! Come here!" The boys looked at one another in confusion, neither of them saw her get into the water so why was she asking for a towel? Their eyes darted from her to each other as they put their deductive powers together to figure out who she could've been calling for. Luckily for the two she got sick of waiting and pointed her, well manicured, finger directly at-

"Me?" Ran gestured at himself and Aisano nodded and beckoned him with a hand motion. He hurried over while Zeko shrugged and decided to go find Hanatsu. "What do you need Aisano-hime?"

"What were you and the midget doing?" Why did she sound like she actually cared about what they were up to?

He didn't appreciate her being so mean about it but he held back his complaint. "We have spars whenever one of us says something provoking, so far it's nine to seven with me leading." The girl was even more shocked in finding out that Ran was winning their little competition. "With everything daddy said about him I'd have thought he was the best."

"He isn't bad but I'm better and I don't need any of the things Daimyo-sama said to be that way." Aisano hummed in thought before turning onto her stomach and reaching to undo the strings of her top. Ran sputtered and raised his hands in surprise while she was doing this, but she was cool as ice the entire time. "Aisano-hime, I'm right here!"

She made a noise in confusion and pointed at a bottle by the foot of the umbrella beside her. "I don't wanna burn so rub that on my back, towel."

'Towel?' He remembered back to when he met her a day ago and how she used his shirt to dry her hands off. By the time he was done thinking about how she showed her true colors right off the bat he'd already put some of the oil onto his hands and it was dripping onto her back in a slow trail as he shakily brought his hands down at her shoulder blades. She tensed up once he made contact but relaxed as he dragged his hands across her upper back.

Aisano felt his hands moving over her nonexistent muscles and sighed in relief, his hands were rough from constant training and practice but weren't entirely calloused and still gentle on her. She was practically purring from the few motions he was making and that was the problem, he was still on her upper back and hadn't moved down at all. "I have a lot more skin you know. I don't want to burn so go lower towel." Ran swallowed and slowly started to move downwards and coated more of her with the oil as he did. His hands traced over her lower back and pressed into her flesh firmly before dragging back up to her nape before going outwards to her shoulders. At this point it was more of a massage than applying anything but Aisano wasn't complaining.

Eventually it just broke into a full massage that a handmaiden walked into but she said nothing since it was rare to see anyone not only be a masseuse for Aisano, but for her to show any sign of enjoyment towards it. "Aisano-hime, I think she's here for you." Ran looked at the woman who blushed and bowed quickly.

"Ojou-sama, I was sent to tell you that dinnertime is in two hours. Carry on." She hurried away and gave Ran a second to actually realize what he was doing. This girl was two years his senior but here he was massaging her and she was actually liking it… Another win in his books.

"Towel, I didn't say stop." In all that commotion he stopped moving his hands and she just decided to say something about it. Definitely a win.


Not that far down the beach was Zeko following his sense of smell for his feline teammate. He wasn't doing as well as usual because of the new stimulus that was the seawater, he found himself drifting to it since it was not only new but did have some appeal to it. He saw a glimpse of dirty blonde hair and started jogging towards it but his face turned sour once he saw a man uncomfortably close to his teammate, what's worse is that he could smell him from here. "Oi Hana-chan!" Hana turned and practically sprinted over to Zeko while the man looked disappointed and hobbled over since his frame wouldn't allow him to run.

"When the maiden said her friends would be here I expected you to be more like her, preferably female." Dear kami it took all of Zeko's willpower to not cover his nose, the odor coming from this man was overwhelming and with just a glance he could see that Hana thought the same. Now that he was closer Zeko could see that from the bottom up he was wearing socks in his sandals, beige shorts with a white stained shirt tucked into them, some kind of long jacket that could've looked cool on anyone else, and some weird hat that was supposed to look fancy but it didn't work on this guy.

"Zeko-kun, this is Hiko-sama, the Daimyo's son." And with that it made sense. Aisano was perfect on the outside with rotten insides, so this disgusting guy with hair on his neck was hopefully going to have a heart of gold. "He doesn't come outside the estate much but he said he really wanted to meet me."

Zeko's curiosity was piqued and he needed to know what this guy wanted out of his teammate. "Well what did he want?" Oh the regret of saying that was about to set in. Hiko tipped his hat and knelt in front of Hana to a comedically white Zeko's shock.

"Once I heard that there was a maiden ninja on the property I had to see for myself, and I was even more taken by her being a beautiful catgirl. My lady I must ask that you come with me and model some outfits." Despite his comedic appearance, Zeko moved his eyes to Hana and saw that she was the picture of uncomfortable. She was nervously smiling and her tail was wrapped around her waist, keeping her shorts up so this guy didn't see anything she didn't want him to. "Of course your supple skin is beautiful in that but sometimes less is more when it comes to temptation." He grabbed her hand and puckered his greasy lips to kiss it. Hana was panicking internally but Zeko snapped into it enough to layer sand over her skin before those lips made contact. Hiko spat to get the sediment off his mouth while Zeko sent it into the ocean since he never wanted to see or manipulate it again.

"Hana, our mission is to keep Hime-sama safe. We can't waste time doing anything like this."

Hiko smiled and went to rub Zeko's hair with his crusted hand but the boy was a step ahead and left a sand clone in his place. "Oh young one, your mission is to tend to all of my father's needs and that goes to me. Now I must ask that the maiden come with me and bless my eyes with her in a set of outfits. I'm already aroused picturing it, someday you will understand the temptations of the flesh." He turned and the sand Zeko crumbled away. Why didn't he leave a shadow clone? Because he didn't want the memories of that disgusting hand touching his hair.

"She's thirteen…" With that the boy knew that this man was the lowest of the low. "You're way older than that. Her being a adult because of her job doesn't matter when you're as old as you are."

Hiko made some kind of noise that sounded like a broken rudder. "I'm an alpha male of only twenty two years, and she's a prime female of near breeding age. It's only right that she is by my side for when her ovaries drop and she desires my alpha seed." Bad anatomy aside that was the last straw and with it Zeko grabbed Hana's hand and walked back towards Ran and Aisano, she might be a bitch but at the very least she wasn't a monster. They just left his earshot when Hana decided to plant a kiss on Zeko's cheek.

"I owe you big time for that, he was-"

"Don't… Just don't… I actually wanna be near Aisano-hime after that." The two didn't take long to get back to the same part of the beach where Ran, Aisano, and Rozu were but they found that their sensei was nowhere to be seen. But they definitely weren't ready to see what they saw once they made their way back.

The two froze hand in hand when they caught the sight of Aisano sleeping peacefully on Ran's chest, and the more important detail to them was the fact that her bikini top was on the sand while she snuggled into him. "It's definitely something to see after yesterday isn't it?" Rozu-sensei was behind them with her phone in hand taking pictures. Zeko looked ahead and decided to burn this image into his mind. His eyes turned red and three tomoe spun into existence as they captured the moment permanently, and as quick as he did it they were gone. Some things need to be kept a secret even from your friends.

The hassle of waking the two up wasn't on them so they decided to head back to the manor before it was dark and a servant would wake them up… eventually. This time the dinner service had most of the guests in swimwear or something resembling it, even the Daimyo was in a one piece swimming outfit showing that he did something water related. "A great week for water, the lowest it'll get is around eighty and these old bones can always use a good warm soak."

Rozu interjected with a bit of flattery. "Daimyo-sama you aren't that old, you don't look a day over fifty-five." The man chuckled as their food was brought out to them.

"Considering that I'm only five years younger than that I'm not sure what to think. Two children does take a lot out of your youth." The Daimyo looked at his son and saw that he looked like he hadn't left his room in days.

At the very least Hiko had the manners to not touch any of the food with his bare hands and had it served to his platter. His table manners were even worse than a hungry Zeko's since more food was winding up in his sparse facial hair and on his cheeks than in his mouth it seemed. "Otou-shama," Of course he didn't have the manners to not talk while eating. "While the ninjas are here do they have to listen to Ai and me?"

Hattori understood that his son didn't have many responsibilities so he delved into pure self indulgence and personal depravity, his servants always told him of how everything in his room was repulsive to look at let alone clean. He didn't even want to think about the full sized pillows with younger girls on them, despite his son insisting that they were hundreds of years old he didn't see that as a factor in it being ok. His son had nothing to do aside from be tended to and of course he'd end up like this without any responsibility… And yet he couldn't find himself saying no to his flesh and blood. "As my children you're extensions of myself so yes they also have to take orders from you- Within reason!"

That was all Aisano needed to hear. She motioned for the woman feeding her to leave which she did with all the haste of someone leaving a burning building. "Towel come here!" Now it was Ran's turn to hurry over to her and start feeding her. "Rice next, then sushi." While Ran fed Aisano Hattori couldn't help but notice that she was being more open with this boy than anyone else. He was definitely content with her not being hostile towards people and it was a start for her to be nice to him at least.

'Wait did she call him a towel?' He paused for a moment and looked to the rest of the table and saw his other child using some handheld game that he didn't know much about and the other shinobi were eating as if nothing was out of the ordinary. 'I'll just ignore it.' Dinner went off without any hitches, which was surprising from the amount of times Hiko was caught staring at Hana by Zeko and Ran who was more focused on feeding the girl who seemed to enjoy the food even more with him feeding her.

Zeko was back in his room, alone, seated at the foot of his bed. "Okay door's locked, what was it? Boar, dog, monkey, bird, and then… ram. Kuchiyose no jutsu." He pressed his hands onto the floor and in a puff of smoke Chomusuke was there with a scroll in his mouth.

The panther looked around but didn't ask where he was and just tossed the scroll to Zeko. "I don't think there's anything new in there Zeko-dono. But it's been some time since you've checked so I could be wrong." Zeko's eyes told the boss everything he needed to know. "I see, well maybe we can unravel this mystery a bit further." He unrolled the scroll and took the encoded paper from it.

"Wait! There's new lines!" The panther sat up and came closer, which didn't make sense since he couldn't read what was on the paper no matter how hard he tried. "If you're reading this then you've managed to grow even further as a person and I'm proud of you…" He stopped and inhaled slowly before resuming. "I'll leave you some Uchiha techniques in the house, in my office to the left of the window there's a lever. Pull it and a hatch will open against the wall, there are some things that'll make you even better as a shinobi." Zeko laughed happily, new jutsu were always welcome to him.

"Zeko, the back." The boy was confused and turned the paper over and saw that there was another line on the back.

"This sheet's given you everything that it can, but don't worry there's another one where I told you to look. Now do me a favor and burn this so nobody else can know about this stuff. Insert laughter… He actually wrote that down." Chomusuke snickered at his late friend's dad humor. With a smile on his face Zeko folded the paper up and pulsed his chakra into it, turning it into ashes in mere seconds.

"We haven't spoken in a few months. You have to have some questions of me."

Zeko thought about that for a moment and realized he didn't actually know much about Chomusuke. "How long were you Tou-chan's summon?"

"Since he was about fourteen. He learned a lot from the panther clan, including his decent flexibility. We may not be the snakes but we're very limber and agile." Zeko's eyes lit up once he heard snakes but he quelled that and asked another question.

"Why do you let me summon you when there's supposed to be a contract?" Chomusuke did his shrug and rested his head on his paws.

"Your father was a great man, I'm happy to help you as much as I can as his friend." The boy sat and absorbed that information silently while Chomusuke stretched out. "I should be going, it's my turn to watch the cubs tonight." He was gone in a poof of smoke before Zeko could bother to ask about that, but the boy decided he should just go to bed.

'Brat you're gonna sleep really good!' The joy that Shukaku had legitimately scared Zeko but risk taking was worth it in the advent of getting sleep. But on second thought, would it be a bad thing to just stay awake?


Zeko awoke to the feeling of something on his chest, and whatever it was made him just want to go right back to sleep. He noted that whatever it was smelled like chestnuts and cinnamon, two of his favorite scents… Okay something wasn't right. He opened his eyes and saw a head of dirty blonde hair with two feline ears atop it nestled into his neck. "Hana-chan… I'm trying to sleep."

She moved enough to partially look at him and smirked. "I think you got enough sleep." He was confused by that since he barely got a full seven hours, so him getting more than enough was unheard of. "You slept all day yesterday. It's been thirty-four hours since you went to bed. I slipped in here last night to make sure nobody poisoned you."

"But you're still here?" Now she sat up and Zeko wished she hadn't, there were other ways to find out that someone slept naked but this definitely stuck out. "Put something on!"

"You make it too easy to tease you. I really just wanted to stay away from Hiko, I can tell he's gonna ask me to dress up for him." She sighed while slipping back into her clothes.

"I hate to say it but you might as well get it over with. Rip it off fast. But if he does anything to you-" In the time it took for Hana to blink Zeko went from being under his blanket to opening his door, fully dressed in his usual wear, and motioning for her to exit first. She did and decided to just follow her nose to find the sleaze and get the dress up out of the way. Zeko was behind her with full intent to stand by the door and ensure that nothing went too awry for her or Hiko.

They wound up outside of a normal door that practically had odor lines coming from it and Hana decided to just knock on it. Hiko answered and grinned at the sight of Hana. "Ah M'Lady, you decided to bless me with your presence. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist my alpha pheromones. Please come in."

'You smell even worse than the pit did, what leader would- Actually if he kills by smell then maybe he's good.' He stayed by the door and closed his right eye, and of course sand gathered on the other side of the door to see a well lit room littered with empty bottles. Some bottles were halfway filled with yellow fluid and he made a note to spill those before they left for good tomorrow.

"What outfits do you need me to try on Hiko-sama?" Hana was struggling to keep the venom out of her voice while the hefty man went through his mess of a closet and got a surprisingly clean maid outfit from a hanger. He handed it to her and sat in his luxurious rolling chair that was at his desk. Hana just stood there for a few moments before twirling an index finger to signify that he should turn around at which he frowned and did so. Hana changed into the outfit and tossed her clothes upwards with a smirk at the floating eye, the owner of said eye blushed and used sand to catch her outfit. "You can turn around now Hiko-sama."

The outfit showed off some of her thighs that were now clad in a garter with long white stockings. The bandages around her biceps prevented any skin from being seen but the long gloves that the outfit had seemed to fit her well. In all Hiko was breathing very heavily despite not having moved anything other than a foot to turn around. "M'Lady you tempt me so much with your beauty, please feel free to clean anything in here." There was no hiding the look of disgust that had to show on her face, not only did he expect her to be alright with this but to even clean any of this mess? Hell no.

"I apologize but that's not one of my skills in the team." Hiko hummed and waddled back to his closet to retrieve a pink nurse's outfit. Again Hana accepted it and motioned for him to turn around once again. This time she set the maid outfit onto the disgusting bed that had pillows of some lilac haired girl that looked adorable to Hana but the yellowish stains showed what Hiko used them for. "You can turn around Hiko-sama." This time she had shin length heels that again exposed her thighs while the dress barely covered what it needed to. Some of her developing cleavage was visible in a cut of the outfit and if Hiko wasn't drooling before he definitely was now.

"Of course you would be the nurse of your group, a maiden as lovely as you shouldn't be fighting anything." In his attempt to be suave he just said the worst thing he could've to this feisty girl, but she bit her tongue and managed to hold her claws back. "It's a good thing that my one hundred and fifty IQ deduced this because it seems that I've got a medical issue."

'Hold up, wait a minute, something ain't right.' Zeko thought while Hana's left eye started twitching out of sheer fury.

"I think I've got a swelling in my- Well it might be best that you examine it yourself." He spread his legs at the same time as Hana's nails sharpened to her killing point. "Don't worry fair maiden. I'm certain that your desire to breed with the best male is going crazy, but no matter what I'll be sure to remain dominant kitten."

It was right then that a swirl of sand formed Zeko with his sharingan active, and it was in the nick of time since Hana was ready to shred Hiko into ribbons. 'Genjutsu: Sharingan.' In that moment Hiko froze and his eyes glazed over, Hana decided to change back into her attire that was on a platform of sand beside her.

"So what's up with those eyes? I know that you don't have red eyes when we do anything." The nurse outfit was in her hands, a good wash then sterilization and it would actually be something she'd wear.

Zeko turned and looked her dead in the eyes. For a split second there was not only Zeko there but a colossal demon right behind him looking down on Hana. "Don't tell anyone about this Hanatsu, it's supposed to be a secret." The fact that he used her full name stressed how serious this was. He didn't even wait for her to respond and just left the den of disgusting while she stared at Hiko and his thousand yard stare.

"What did you do to him? Does he even know we're here?" She was waving a hand over his glossy eyes but there was no response.

"A taste of his something gross... I don't know how it goes but he isn't happy." And that was all the boy said while he waited just outside of the room. Hana joined him after knocking over a pile of manga in spite.


"Uh… what happened? Kitten? My dear kitten where are you?" Hiko tried to look around but all he could see was the ceiling of his poorly lit room. Some rustling caught his attention but it was just out of his sight, and that scared him.

"Oh my dear Rika. I hope you're ready for some protein from daddy~" All of a sudden there was a disgusting blob of a man right in his line of sight. He was covered in crumbs and he had a disgusting oily beard on his neck, his body was blubbery and jiggled with every movement he made to come closer. "Don't worry my dear, I'll be sure to start gentle for your virginity's sake. My alpha seed will find its place in your ovaries soon."

Everything panned out and Hiko could see that he was trapped inside one of his body pillows, except he wasn't just trapped in it… He was it. And the disgusting man approaching was him. This was his nightmare, to understand what it was like to be the pillow before it got a layer of crust. Cruel and unusual punishment gets the point across, so maybe he'll change his mind about how he acts.


Ran was doing crunches on the floor of his guest room when the gentle sound of music drifted in, but this time there wasn't any detached voice with a cryptic message. This time an entire person ended up in front of him. The boy sprung up in a fighting stance but the woman before him continued playing her shamisen. "Who are you and why are you in my room?! I'm only asking once, so you better-"

"It's hard being the best without any crutches isn't it?" That threw him off his game. He was asking the questions but she just flipped the script. "Being able to beat a jinchūriki is no small feat but here you are able to do it. No bloodline, no ability that sets you apart from anyone else, nothing that makes you special. Yet here you can stand up to him as it is." She kept strumming her instrument and Ran found himself being more calmed with each note.

"Wha- I- I'm strong because I work hard for it. That's how I can do what I do!" His words were softer but he was still standing his ground against this mystery woman.

"Think about how much stronger you would be if you were given something as just a little… boost. What if I told you that I have something that would give you just a push forward? What if I told you that all it would do is make you even better than you are now?" She reached into a pocket of her black yukata with blue stripes and produced a vial of thick black fluid. "What if I told you that you'd be five times stronger with this, and five years older?" She continued to play her mystery song with one hand while some force, some mysterious will made Ran reach out and take the vial.

"What is this? Who are you?" A mist appeared around her and started to cover her figure. She smiled at him as she began to disappear.

"Miruki is my name. I am apart of the Ao Akuma, and I have one order for you. When the time comes, bring the jinchūriki alive." With that last word came the final note of her song and she was gone without a trace. Ran stared at the vial in his hand and shook his head to try and clear his mind.

"Just because he has everything he has doesn't make him better than me. I worked my ass off to keep up and go beyond." He clenched the vial but it didn't give to his grip. "Why shouldn't I use this thing?" He took the cap off and revealed three needles ready to inject the fluid into his body. The cap was back on before anything punctured skin and Ran was laughing to himself. "No, I'm not gonna do that. Makes getting stronger useless." He went back to his crunches while the vial sat on his bed, taunting him in its appearance. "Besides we go back home tomorrow and I'll get to train like normal to keep kicking ass. So I don't need that stupid needle."

If only he knew that it was practically finishing his sentence for him while he worked his core.

For Now

That very next morning they had their things packed and were ready to step off and get home. "Thank you for your kindness Daimyo-sama." The trio of genin said while Rozu bowed her head alongside them. Aisano was there beside her father while Hiko was nowhere to be seen, but not one of the shinobi considered that to be a bad thing since they didn't want his odor to be their last recollection of this manor until they, if ever, come back.

"It was a pleasure to have you all here, I'm glad that no harm befell my dear Ai-chan." The girl rolled her eyes while Zeko darted his away because of that very familiar name. He didn't see any reason to say anything to her since he still saw her as a total bitch.

Hana also remained quiet because she had nothing good to say either. That and she knew if she decided to insult her again she'd rip her apart, consequences be damned.

Ran was last and surprisingly… he was silent. Just because Aisano-hime liked him more than most other people doesn't mean she didn't still treat him like a servant or plain garbage. She really was bad all around. 'Maybe she'll change one day…' He had a light blush as he considered a nicer Aisano, yeah he'd be willing to die for her then.

"We must be going Daimyo-sama, don't be afraid to pick our team whenever something urgent comes up." Rozu closed out and the group left quickly. They only managed to just leave the property line after being checked out by security before Rozu asked them a simple question. "Well how'd that go to you three?"

Hana was first. "It was gross. I'm definitely made to fight, not serve rich people."

Zeko piped in next. "I don't like rich people, they're rude and just nasty."

That left Ran who thought back of the woman who visited him in the evening, and of what happened their very first day being there and it made him scowl but he fixed his face quickly. "Just people focusing on my special teammates and leaving me out like rotten meat."

Of the entire team Zeko was the most surprised at that. This was one of his friends and he somehow thought that people didn't care about him? Impossible. "That's not true Ran, you're just as strong as us."

"I know… But nobody cares about that. They look at you two and think you're the best so I'm just a shadow."

Zeko pouted before speaking up again. "I'll change your mind on that somehow."


Omake: Evening with the Blue Demons

"Lakeside ramen, come get your fucking lakeside ramen. Enjoy lakefront beauty all in a bowl of ramen." There was a ramen stand set up beside a lake with a gentle haze running through the air. A group of five individuals were standing, menacingly, around a campfire. They were all dressed in black robes with blue stripes running down the sides, save for one in a yukata with the same color scheme. A man with black hair in a ponytail stood with the others facing him, a mask covering his face.

"The Ao Akuma heads are present. Myself, Sho. Arashi, our medical expert." He looked to his right where there was a blue haired woman with hair in a bun, she nodded in acknowledgement.

"Fudo, the head Taijutsu trainer." This time he looked at a young man with black hair and a piercing in his nose, he nodded as well.

"Miruki, our genjutsu mistress." She stood there with her instrument in hand and simply plucked a chord in response.

"Kouta, our head financial advisor." He looked to an older man who's appearance didn't exactly scream that he was a shinobi despite the robe, but he did look wise and knowledgeable about many things.

Fudo objected immediately. "Where the fuck is Takuya?" Speak of the devil and she'll be running towards the meeting place out of breath.

"Sorry, sorry everyone I was- I was uh- Uh-"

"Masturbating?" Fudo finished.

"What?! No! No no no no no…" She looked away and shrunk in front of the gaze of her equals. "Yes…"

"God damnit."

Takuya took offense to that and had to defend herself. "Don't shame me Fudo, we all do it."

Kouta decided to add his two cents. "I can't even get it up anymore."

"Ha!" Another one of them laughed from behind a bush, he wasn't supposed to be at the meeting but they couldn't really stop him.

"Personally I don't masturbate." Miruki started. "I fuck my enemies when I can." The others recoiled in disgust, knowing exactly what extent her illusions could cause people to go to in harming themselves.

"I mean if we're going over preferred methods… I use the jiongu to make a thread dil-"

"I GET INTO SELF SERVICE POSITION AND GO TO TOWN WITH BOTH HANDS!" The goofball from the bush exclaimed and drew the attention of the man at the ramen stand.

"Hey put that fire out, you can't have that there. Gotta be a hundred yards from the building. It's our policy."

"I enjoy a round of cock and ball bondage." Sho voiced.

"Hey you still got that fire going, ain't ya?!"

"Okay, let's address the elephant in the room…" Sho resumed.

"Do you hear me?! Aw damnit!" Ramen guy was not pleased at being ignored when he was trying to uphold the rules.

"Fudo, do you use your heightened flexibility to suck your dick?"

"What?!"

"Better question is, is it gay if he does?" Kouta's wisdom showed with his very serious and philosophical question about the rules of autofellatio. The rest of the group hummed in thought and admit that they never even considered the idea or what it means.

Arashi spoke up for the first time that entire meeting and it was a very valued piece of information. "I cry myself to sleep from all the patients I've seen."

"Quit jerking each other off and put out that goddamn fire! Before I come over there and kick your fu-"


Author's notes: Hard work paid off, big things happening next chapter. Any questions? Then feel free to ask. Credit for the omake goes to Nate Carr on youtube, it's already a reupload cause reasons I don't know. See ya next time.