Author's note: The latest chapter seems to be going over well. Imma try some new things for this chapter… and one or two couples that may not go over so well.
This chapter is dedicated to all boob fans everywhere. Revel in the tits.
On a more serious note, this chapter is dedicated to my best friend and his father. I know he'll survive.
Chapter Seven: Unintended Consequences
"How are you, Kushina?" Minato asked his wife in the hospital room.
"Okay for now…" she replied, panting due to labor, a hand on her engorged abdomen.
"And the baby?"
"Naruto is doing well too…"
"Minato!" said Jiraiya, rushing through the door. "Is everything okay? Do you need anything?"
"We're fine for now, sensei," said Minato. "Tsunade-sensei has things covered."
"Good, good…" Jiraiya muttered, breathing a sigh of relief. "I can't believe it… he's almost here!"
"I can't wait," said Minato, smiling.
Suddenly, Kakashi, clad in ANBU gear, burst into the room. "Minato-sensei, the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox is attacking! We've already lost several shinobi to it… we need your help!"
"The Fox?" Minato thought, panicked. "How…? It couldn't be, unless…" His brow furrowed. "Madara… I knew he was up to something; the signs have been there! But how could he have appeared so suddenly?" His eyes darted towards his worried love. "That's not important now. I need to make a decision."
"It's okay," Kushina said gently, "You have to go. Do your job… Hokage."
He nodded and with one last hand-squeeze left the room with an ANBU squad following. "Sensei, what are your orders?" Kakashi asked.
"Evacuate all shinobi from the front lines. I'm going to face this beast head-on."
The ANBU members nearly fell over from shock. "Sensei…" Kakashi spoke softly, "You can't do that… You may be the most skilled ninja in history, but not even you can take on the Nine-Tails. It's the most powerful being in existence!"
Minato smiled nervously. "Kakashi, you flatter me, but don't worry… I have an ace up my sleeve."
Kakashi sighed. "I suppose I can't persuade you to do anything else?"
"You sure know me," Minato replied. "But you can bet that when I'm done with this beast, he won't be walking away."
"Will you?" Kakashi asked.
Minato didn't answer. Instead, they headed out of the hospital and towards the woods where the Konoha shinobi were fighting and dying against the Fox. "Get them out of here!" Minato ordered and the ANBU scattered, retrieving the various ninja. After a while, he spoke through the radio to Kakashi, "Do you have everyone out yet?"
"I do," said Kakashi, to Minato's relief. "And there's one more thing."
"What is it?"
"Your son has been born, healthy and stable."
Minato's heart quivered. "I… that's wonderful. Thank you, Kakashi." With the realization of what had to be done in his heart, he wiped a tear from his cheek. "Bring him to me, Kakashi."
Kakashi blinked. "What?"
"Have Jiraiya-sensei use his strongest barrier ninjutsu and take Naruto to me."
"Why?" Kakashi asked, stunned.
"Just do it!" Minato answered, harsher than he meant. "… Please."
"… Okay," Kakashi replied eventually. "Heading back to the hospital now. Be careful, sensei."
Minato didn't answer again, to Kakashi's dismay, and soon exited the area of radio reception. He bit his thumb and performed the seals, fondly remembering the teachings of Jiraiya. "This might be the last time I get to use them," he thought. "Kuchiyose no jutsu!" he roared and with an outpouring of chakra, the chief of toads, Gamabunta, emerged. "Hey, Bunta!" he called.
"Yondaime…" Bunta rumbled. "Good to see you. What are we doing here?"
"We're going to stop the Nine-Tailed Fox."
Bunta remained silent for a moment. "Are you kidding? You're brilliant, kid, but not even our combined power could take down this monster."
"We will," Minato assured. "I can do it. When have I ever steered you wrong?"
Bunta sighed. "Never, I suppose. This had better work, Yondaime."
Finally, they arrived at the Fox, who was sniffing around looking for more prey. "Hey! Foxy!" Minato called to the beast, which turned and glared at Minato. A bead of sweat trickled down his face. "You're going to pay for killing my comrades… It ends here!" The Fox roared, sending a blast of chakra towards Minato and Gamabunta, the latter of whom leapt to the sky.
Suddenly, the radio crackled to life. "Minato-sensei?" came Kakashi's voice on the other end.
"Yes, Kakashi?"
"Naruto is being taken to you… are you ready?"
"We will be." He called towards his summon, "Bunta, we have to retreat towards the village. It's risky, but it's our only shot!" They dodged, over and over, trailing back to the village. Suddenly, Minato caught sight of Jiraiya's Gamaguchishibari (Toad Mouth Trap), knowing that Naruto lay inside. "Okay, Bunta, stop here," he ordered.
Gamabunta stopped, facing the Fox head on. "What's the plan, Yondaime? We have to do something fast!"
"Our ultimate maneuver," he said, drawing an oddly shaped kunai. He performed a series of seals, his heart pulsing, and as he finished, he stared behind to a being he knew no one else could see. "Alright, Bunta… as soon as I pull this thing off, disappear. You don't want to get caught up in this."
"Caught up in what?" Bunta asked.
"It doesn't matter. Let's go…" He tossed the kunai, crying, "Hiraishin no Jutsu (Flying Thunder God Technique)!" Minato and Bunta warped right in front of the Fox and Bunta jabbed his knife uselessly into the Fox's flesh, the demon's chakra being enough to repel the blade. Minato leapt onto the Fox, hand pulsing with chakra, and roared, "Shiki Fuujin (Dead Demon Consuming Seal)!" The Fox looked confused for a second as it was sucked into Minato's palm. He threw another kunai that landed directly in front of his son, warping there as well. "Sorry, Naruto," he thought, "But you're going to have to defeat Madara… I know you can do it… You're my son, after all!" Lightly, he placed his glowing palm onto Naruto's abdomen, where a spiral seal appeared.
The surrounding shinobi came out from their hiding places and, seeing the Fox disappeared, began cheering. Just then, however, Minato collapsed, and all ceased. "He's hurt!" said Sarutobi, appearing in front of the fallen Hokage. "He must have used that jutsu…"
Pushing himself up, Minato looked behind him to the invisible being and asked, "Please… just a little more…" He rose, pleading to Sarutobi, "Let me… let me hold my son, Sarutobi-sama…" Sarutobi nodded, placing the infant in his father's arms. He drew a hand across his newly whiskered cheeks. "My boy… my dear, sweet, wonderful boy…" He turned to the Third Hokage. "Sarutobi-sama… please… when he…" he coughed blood. "When he grows, becomes a shinobi… please, give him Kakashi, my brilliant pupil, as his teacher."
"Yes…" Sarutobi said solemnly.
"Watch for Orochimaru," he warned. He turned around, passing his eyes over the citizens of Konoha, who had begun to realize that a child now contained a terrible demon. "Konoha shinobi!" he called. "Know this, for all your lives! I am not the one who vanquished the Nine-Tails, who rescued the village!" He held Naruto for them to see. "This boy is your savior, the hero brought by the heavens to bring this village to prosperity… Uzumaki Naruto! He keeps the Demon Fox from destroying us all! Cherish him. Praise him. It is… my last directive." Cradling Naruto, he laid himself on the ground. He turned to the Death God. "I'm… I'm ready," he said with a sad smile. The Death God beamed, its appearance changing from a demonic overlord to that of a benign angel. It outstretched its hand, pulling out Minato's soul and carrying him away.
Naruto began crying heavily, an abrupt change from his formerly peaceful state. "Does he know?" Sarutobi wondered as he picked Naruto up, pulling Minato's eyelids closed. "Does he know that his father is dead, that he will never be held by those arms again?"
Meanwhile, a five-year-old Uchiha Itachi watched bitterly alongside his sorrowful parents, who carried the infant Sasuke. "So Madara-sama was defeated…" he thought, though his expression remained somber. "Then I must surpass him." he glanced at his younger brother. "And it all starts with you, dear brother."
Then, as if Minato's words had never reached, the people in the crowd began shifting. "That child… houses the Fox?" asked one shinobi.
"Yondaime is dead… the Fox killed him…" murmured another.
"That child is the holder of a demon! He's evil! A freak!"
"Freak!"
"Evil!"
"Demon!"
Naruto cried harder in Sarutobi's arms. "Does he know that this is his fate…? That they will all look upon him with eyes of scorn for all his life?" He gave a mournful stare to the now peaceful body of Naruto's father. "No… No, he will be like his father. Strong. Honorable. No matter what, he will be a brilliant shinobi… I can feel it."
"Sarutobi-sama!" cried a shinobi, stepping forward wielding a kunai, a swarm of others, "Let us kill the child! We'll be rid of that demon once and for all!"
Sarutobi blasted as much killing intent towards the crowd as he could, rage filling his heart. They instantly stopped in their tracks. Suddenly, Kakashi appeared next to Sarutobi and, catching sight of his sensei's corpse, averted his eyes in sorrow, turning them instead to the crying infant in the Third's arms. "So… this is him?" he said nonchalantly. "His son?"
"Yes," said Sarutobi. "This is Uzumaki Naruto."
"Uzumaki, huh." He sighed. "He looks like his father."
"He'll be a great shinobi like him too."
"Yeah. It'll be difficult, though."
"Mm." He turned to Kakashi. "When he graduates from the academy… Kakashi, would you…?"
"Yeah," said Kakashi. "Sensei told me a while ago, while Kushina-san was still pregnant… he asked Jiraiya-sama to be his Godfather and me to be his commander, later."
"You should feel honored."
"I do. I won't go easy on him, though."
"Well, that wouldn't help him, would it? How is his Kushina-chan, anyway?"
Kakashi closed his eyes. "… She's dead, sir. Died shortly after holding her baby."
Sarutobi held Naruto more tightly in his arms. "So he really is absolutely alone, now…" He frowned. "No… he'll never be alone, not as long as I live. I can see it… he already has the Will of Fire."
Jiraiya and Tsunade had been looking on from the hospital as a squeaky gurney brought Kushina to the morgue. Both thought how cruel fate was to bring such a wonderful being to such a generic destiny. Jiraiya folded his telescope, grimacing, as Tsunade held her palm on his shoulder. "Minato…" he muttered. "You were supposed to die after me, damn it… how do I get to live and he does not?" He recalled the face of the child. "I guess… that's how." He began to walk away.
"Where are you going?" Tsunade asked.
"… I'm leaving. I've gotten some new information about Orochimaru. I'll be back, though."
"When?"
Jiraiya did not answer. "Be well, Tsunade-hime," he said, leaving.
"You too…" Decided, she left the hospital, heading to find Shizune and vacate the village.
Meanwhile, in a creaky, decrepit hallway, behind a tremendous gate, the Nine-Tails awoke, panting. "Where… am I?" he growled. "What happened…? Where is my Yin chakra? I can't maintain corporeal stability without it…" Memories of the last few hours flooded back to him. "That damned Fourth Hokage! He sealed me within this child?" He roared in rage and then breathed deeply to calm himself. "No matter… I merely need to wait… Wait for this child to need me." He laughed a rumbling laugh. "He will… and when he does, I will be happy to oblige."
Minato watched his son cry and looked with disappointment on the eyes of the villagers. He sighed, knowing his request had been a long shot. "So…" he said to the now angelic Death God, "I guess my eternal struggle in your belly begins now?"
"No," said the Death God in a lilting voice. "Normally, for those who use my jutsu, that is their fate." She smiled. "But you, Namikaze Minato, have done such a sacrifice for such good… it would be cruel to keep you in my stomach in combat forever."
He grinned. "That's a bit weird, coming from you, isn't it?"
She chuckled. "I know that that may be my usual appearance, but I am not a hateful God… "
"Then what is my fate?"
"You get to choose. You may watch as your son ages, becomes a wonderful shinobi, as he will be."
"What of my wife?"
The Death God nodded. "She will be with you soon enough, unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you see it…"
"Well… it's the best I can ask for," said Minato, bowing. "Thank you."
"Don't," she said. "You wrought this fate for yourself, and your son."
--
Naruto awoke to the rays of the morning sun kissing him lightly. He yawned, trying to recall the dream he'd just had. It felt oddly nostalgic, but the memory seemed to slip away more and more with each passing moment. "Oh well," he thought, and rolled over to try sleep again, but was interrupted by yet another thunk on his window. Sighing, he thought to himself, "This has got to stop," and slid open the glass to remove the message tied to the dizzy messenger bird's leg. After reading the note, he let the bird fly and nudged Hinata a bit. "Hinata?"
"Uhng," she groaned, still in a bit of a sex coma.
"I'll be back in a bit. Baa-chan's calling me."
"Mmhm…"
Smiling at her adorableness, he dressed himself and hurried towards the Hokage building. Tsunade greeted him as he entered. "Hey, Naruto, thanks for showing up so promptly."
He nodded. "Do you happen to only send blind birds to my place?"
"What?"
"Nothing. Whaddya need?"
"I didn't want to bring this up too soon because you'd just come out of a coma that killed you-"
"Yet you saw fit to send me to fight an S-class shinobi," he said dryly.
"But now's as good a time as any," she continued, ignoring him. "Do you know why the Eight-Tails showed up suddenly?"
He took a deep breath. "When we defeated Akatsuki, specifically its leader, his sealing jutsu for the tailed beasts was released, ultimately ending with the destruction of their sealing statue."
"But what does that mean…?" Tsunade asked slowly.
"It means that all the tailed beasts, one through eight, were unleashed, slowly reforming into corporeal bodies. I received word from Gaara that the Shukaku, before it reformed, flowed back into his chakra system. For the rest… their jinchuuriki were already dead, so it took a long time for them to actualize. The Eight-Tails, as the most powerful, was first."
Tsunade sighed. "So you're saying that the other six will eventually be on the rampage again."
"That's right," he replied grimly. "But… they'll all be weaker than the Eight-Tails and they won't necessarily attack Konoha." After a pause, he asked, "What will we do?"
"We'll deal with it," said Tsunade confidently. "And under no circumstances are you to do what you did with the Eight-Tails, understand? That Chou Oodama Rasenshuriken (Ultimate Spiraling Shuriken) of yours is even more forbidden than the regular version!"
He grinned. "That doesn't make sense, Baa-chan."
"You know what I mean!" she roared, flustered. "What will you do about your team, your friends, your village, if you die in the line of duty? What will you do for Hinata? She needs you. I'm sure Kakashi told you that being a great shinobi requires caring for your comrades, but that doesn't mean just keeping them safe physically. Do you understand?"
With a solemn smile, he said, "Yeah. Yeah, I definitely do."
"Good," she said, returning his expression. "Then I made the right choice for my successor."
"So…" he said, twiddling his thumbs pseudo-nonchalantly, "When am I becoming Hokage?"
"Five years," she said plainly.
He goggled at her. "Wha – fuh… five years?"
She relished his reaction. "Yes. Five years."
He blinked at her. "Why so looong?"
"Starting tomorrow, during your downtime, you will be receiving training-"
"But I'm strong enough already!"
"-To learn what it means to be a political leader. I personally think you'd be ready in no time, but the elders have tied my hands."
He pouted. "So what am I supposed to do until then?"
"I would suggest getting your own students," she said with a kind smile. "I think you'd be able to train them well."
"Not a bad idea," he said, grinning, "I'll think about it. So can I go, then? Hinata doesn't like it if I'm not there when she wakes up."
"She's still asleep?" Tsunade asked, brow lifted. "Why would she-" she blushed. "Oooh." "I guess she found the shop, then." "Yeah, you can go."
"Thanks!" he said and bolted from the building, eventually passing the Yakiniku restaurant on the way.
Inside, Shikamaru was trying to enjoy some brunch with his teammates. After a long night of pouring over woefully over-procrastinated paperwork, a relaxing meal with his closest friends was just what he needed and so, his morning was perfect. Of course, that was what he wished he could believe, if Ino were not babbling at a million words a minute. "And then, she bought, like, this skimpy little frilly thing, and she seemed nervous, but when Saeko-san told her to pose, I was like, 'Holy shit, she is incredible!' and then she told Saeko-san to bring her a smaller size, and at first I was like, 'Why would she do that?' but then I realized she just wanted to accentuate those amazing boobs of hers, and can you really blame her? I mean, they just go out to here, and Naruto must've been knocked the hell out by either the sight or the weight of those mammoths, and- Hey, are you listening to me!?"
Ino had asked this outraged question due to seeing Shikamaru rub his temples in frustration. "Yes, Ino, I have unfortunately been listening. You went to the naughty shop, you saw Hinata, couldn't resist helping her shop because you gave into your womanly impulses and then were overtaken by your jealousy of her 'amazing boobs,' as you say. That about right?"
She sputtered for a moment before shrieking, "I am not jealous! I have a perfect body!"
"You think so?"
"I know so!"
"Then why do you continue to do your crazy diets?" Shikamaru asked, knowing the question would strike her. He was now fully invested in being supercilious. She was, as his genius had planned, completely stunned, blood pumping angrily through her veins. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Maybe you want to chow down some more and stop making fun of Chouji, eh? Right, Chouji?"
"I don't want to get involved…" Chouji muttered quietly.
The red faded from Ino's face. "Well, what would you know about women, idiot?" she said haughtily, nose turned up. Shikamaru shrugged, returning to his meal. However, a few seconds later, Chouji reached for a piece of beef only to have his hand gripped like a vise by Ino. "Lay a hand on that meat and you lose it, fatso!" she bellowed, fangs bared and a vein throbbing in her forehead. Chouji, normally ready to object to the theft of food and the insult to his girth, cowered beneath Ino's fury. As he withdrew, all traces of rage, save her eyes, faded from Ino's visage and she happily munched on the meat, humming to herself. Shikamaru laughed inwardly, giving Chouji some of his own food to replenish his stock and console his friend.
Shikamaru glanced at his watch. "Eh, sorry, guys, I'm gonna get going. Ino, try not to rip off Chouji's head. Chouji, try not to get your head ripped off by Ino." Paying his part of the tab, he left the fearful Chouji and the seemingly content Ino, though she still held fire in her eyes.
The truth was that Shikamaru needed a walk to clear his thoughts. His way of life had changed since Asuma's death. He was still easygoing, but now found motivation to aspire to be the best shinobi possible. He had, despite himself, become a jounin and subsequently ANBU soldier. He did not take on the largest load of missions, opting instead to help raise Asuma and Kurenai's child. Furthermore, his future had been completely redefined. He didn't want to marry a girl who was "not too pretty or too ugly," or to have a set-in-stone plan for his children. In fact, he had eyes for quite the beautiful Kunoichi…
A heavy tap on the shoulder by a large, metallic implement startled him out of his introspection. He turned around to see Temari, waving enthusiastically, wielding her large fan and smiling cheekily. "Hey!" she said brightly.
"Temari…?" he asked quietly, dazed, then recovered. "Uh, Hey! Wh-what're you doing here?"
"Hello?" she said sarcastically, "I'm the ambassador to this place, remember? I'm here for the chuunin exams."
"Oh. Right," he said sheepishly. "Right, so, you're going to be here for a while?"
"Yep. Of course, you decided to join up with the ANBU, so we don't get to hang out as much anymore."
"We can still hang out. I've got a light load, no missions coming up."
"I'm actually free for a bit right now," she said kindly. "Wanna take a walk?"
He had been ready to reply, but stopped. His mind, constantly plotting out his next step, had identified the best moment in which to confront Temari. "Actually… I was wondering if you'd like to, I dunno, go catch a movie and some dinner, later?"
"That'd be cool," she said pleasantly. His heart leapt until she said, "Who else would come?"
Of course, carrying out the plan was different from formulating it. "Uh… no one. Just us… if that's okay."
"What… are you trying to say?" she asked quietly.
He babbled for a bit, "Well, you see, that is-"
Rolling her eyes, she groaned, "Oh my God, I can't believe this. Nara Shikamaru, the great planner, the master strategist, the slayer of the immortal, doesn't have the balls to say, 'Hey Temari, you sexy, sexy Goddess, you, want to go out with me?'"
He blinked and after a pause, smoothly said, "Hey Temari… want to go out with me?"
She smiled. "Well, you adlibbed a bit, but it'll pass." Leaning in and giving him a quick peck on the cheek, she strode by him and added, "Pick me up at seven. I'll be in the embassy." She waved and was gone, leaving a dazed yet satisfied Shikamaru behind to rub his cheek and smile.
--
"So you're probably wondering why I called you here, Sasuke-san," said the leader of the ANBU behind a dragon mask in the office of the military police.
"Yes," said Sasuke.
"Well, I've been observing your work recently. You've received great praise from your comrades and other squads. They call you a genius."
"Thank you."
"I'll cut to the chase. I want you, Uchiha Sasuke, to be the new head of Konoha's ANBU."
Sasuke blinked. "What, really?"
"Yes. Your father's old position and this mask," she handed Sasuke her dragon mask, revealing a surprisingly gentle, feminine face, "Are yours."
He stared at the eyeholes of the mask for a moment. "But…what about Naruto?"
She recalled Tsunade's words about Naruto acting as her successor and her orders to keep it mostly quiet. "Well, let's just say his skills are best applied elsewhere."
"Huh…" he muttered, "I don't… I don't know what to say."
"You can say 'Thank you, ma'am, I'll be sure to do my best.'"
He chuckled. "Yeah, let's go with that."
Rising to shake his hand, she smiled and said, "Well, this is the last time I get to say this to you: you're dismissed… Commander."
Sasuke shook her hand, bowing deep before exiting the building, dragon mask in hand and muttering to himself, "I should go find Sakura, maybe Naruto and Kakashi, we can go get some food…"
Meanwhile, Umino Iruka was enjoying a pleasant afternoon in the Academy. He'd been given front desk duty, which in turn gave him a nice break from the irritating children. He loved teaching them very much, but they could test his nerves every once in a while. It was quiet at the front desk, and he was able to catch up on reading a novel he'd started long ago.
Suddenly, a voice above him said, "Hi, where can I apply to become a Jounin instructor? Iruka's head shot upwards to see Naruto staring down at him, grinning. "Hey, sensei," he said coolly.
"Naruto…" he muttered. Sputtering, he quickly fumbled for some papers. "Uh, here you go! It's really great of you to do this!"
"Thanks, sensei. Hey, why don't you and I go out for some ramen later?" he said, the grin still adorning his features. "I've got some money now, anyway." Iruka nodded and Naruto, having filled out the paperwork, exploded in a puff of smoke.
"Kagebunshin, eh?" Iruka thought, pleased. "Good to know some things don't change."
Naruto, back at home, lay next to his sleeping lover, twirling a lock of hair around his finger. He loved the silken feeling of the tresses, which she had grown to perfection to suit her appearance. She was perfect to him, in all aspects: Her body was impeccable, her mind was powerful and her heart was pure. He moved in close to her ear and whispered, "I love you so much."
"I love you too," she muttered, to Naruto's surprise, and rolled over to face him. "Good morning, sweety."
"Hey…" he uttered softly, "How're you doing?"
"I'm doing well, but," she stretched adorably, "because it's your fault I can't walk well, you should carry me, right?"
He smiled. "How can she look so demure after what we did last night?" he thought, pleased. "Of course," he said, running a hand over her cheek, "I'd carry you anywhere."
She gave him a quick kiss. "I have something for you when I'm… not as sore," she whispered into her ear.
"I can't wait," he said smoothly.
"So what did Tsunade-sama want?"
"Ah, she just wanted to," he paused, not wanting to bring up the topic of the Tailed Beasts, "-to tell me that I'm gonna be Hokage in five years."
She tilted her head. "Why so long?"
"Well, I didn't agree," he said, rolling his eyes, "but baa-chan thinks I've got to do some diplomatic training, or whatever, I dunno. Anyway, in the meantime, I registered to become a Jounin instructor."
"Ooh, that's wonderful," she cooed. "You'll do great… after all, look how far you brought someone like me."
He grinned. "Nah, you've got talent comin' out your ears!" She responded with a kiss to his cheek.
Suddenly, a knocking came at the door. "Hey, it's me. Open up," Sasuke's voice called.
Naruto leapt and opened the door. "Yo, Sasuke! What's up?"
"Check this out," he said, revealing the dragon mask.
Naruto's eyes widened. "Woah! Is that…?"
"Yeah," said Sasuke, grinning, "They just promoted me to head of ANBU. I'm your boss now."
"Like I'll take any orders from you!" Naruto spat.
Ignoring this, Sasuke asked, "So, you two wanna go get some food? Sakura and Kakashi are coming along."
Naruto nodded. "Sure, we'll meet you there," he said, knowing the spot of their usual eatery, and Sasuke walked off.
After informing Hinata, the two dressed and she was hefted onto Naruto's back with a squeal. "I wasn't serious when I said you should carry me!"
He smiled. "It's alright. I like doin' it."
She leaned into his neck, wrapping her arms around him. "Well then," she said, nuzzling the nape of his neck softly, "Then I might as well enjoy it."
A few minutes later, they arrived at the restaurant, greeted by Sasuke, Sakura, Kakashi, and Shizune and soon they were dining. Naruto had begun recounting an anecdote of his training years: "So then Ero-sennin asks, 'Well, what's your name, sexy thing?' and the person says in this deep, gruff voice, 'Daisuke.' I swear to God, Ero-sennin turned and vomited right on the bartender." Everyone cracked up; Sasuke let out a small chortle through a grin, Sakura rapidly covered her mouth to avoid spurting her drink out, Hinata chuckled demurely, hand on mouth, and Kakashi and Shizune laughed pleasantly. "I guess it just goes to show, shinobi must look underneath the underneath, right sensei?"
"True, though if Jiraiya-sama had looked underneath the underneath, he might have seen something unpleasant," Kakashi returned, with another chorus of laughter following. As it died down, he continued, "So here we are to celebrate Sasuke's promotion to ANBU head."
"Stupid Sharingan, so cheap…" Naruto muttered quietly.
"What was that?" Kakashi asked.
"Nothing," Naruto quickly returned. "Anyway, cheers!"
"Cheers!" agreed the rest, clinking their glasses together and continuing their meals.
As they ate, Naruto couldn't help but notice that Hinata was once again consuming quite the fair share of food. "She couldn't be pregnant again, could she…?" he wondered, but quickly dismissed it, being able to recall every instance of having cast the Protection Jutsu perfectly. "I can't be getting nervous every time she eats a lot, I'll go crazy. Maybe she's just really hungry." Dismissing this thought, he hastily returned to his meal.
Meanwhile, Ino and Chouji, enjoying a lack of missions, sat together on a bench near the dumplings shop. Ino, as she looked in a mirror, pouted. "Oh… maybe Shikamaru is right…" she muttered.
Chouji frowned. "He was just joking, Ino, don't worry about it."
"But it's true… I don't think anything good of my body." Her expression had fallen to a grimace.
Chouji shook his head. "I don't think so. Even though it doesn't matter much… I think you're beautiful."
Ino blushed softly. As her expression shifted to a smile, she said, "Thanks, Chouji… you've actually grown up pretty handsome, you know."
A blush adorned his features as well. "Yeah?"
"Yeah," she said sweetly.
"… Thanks, Ino," he replied quietly, and the two sat on the bench, admiring the sky like their friend for a good, long time.
A while later, Shikamaru and Temari had stepped out of a different, classier restaurant, Temari leaning on Shikamaru's shoulder as she stumbled along the road. "Boy, it sure is na-hice that being the Ambassador to this place gets me free stuff, eh? Like that free wine. Mm. Lot of it, y'know," she finished, hiccupping a little.
"I know," Shikamaru said plainly, enjoying the warmth from her cheek pressed against his.
"Didja have a good time?" she asked waveringly. "I did. I had a good time. Yeah. How 'bout you? I hope you had a good time, mm."
"I had a great time," he replied. "All thanks to you, of course."
"Naaaahh, it just happens, y'know!" she giggled for a bit. "But I would like to make it worth your while, if you get what I'm saying."
They had reached the entrance to Temari's hotel and were slowly climbing the steps. Luckily, her room was on the second floor, so little stumbling occurred in the interim. "I'd like that," he began, fumbling for the keys she'd given him, her hand too unstable to utilize them, "Except…"
"Except…? C'maaawn, pretty pleeeeease?" she begged, running her hand down his chest.
"You're drunk, Temari… I wouldn't want to take advantage of that."
She frowned. "You know, fer a guy who's supposedly brilliant, you are really, really stupid. Like, seriously."
Eyebrow raised, he asked, "What do you mean?"
"I mean first of all, I've wanted you for a long, looong time."
"You… you have?" he asked quietly.
"Yeah. Lemme finish. Second, you're drunk too. You don't know it, but your words have been slurred for a whiiile. And third…" a foxy grin grew, "Maybe you didn't realize, but your hand has been groping my fine ass ever since we walked out of the restaurant." By this time, Shikamaru had opened the door and was standing near Temari's bed, still holding her, on the precipice of something potentially incredible. Suddenly, she detached herself from him. "So stop being such a pussy," she said, kicking him down onto the bed, "And be a man for me."
She pounced on him, displaying great ambidextrous skill as she unbuttoned his top and hers at the same time. He donned a devious grin. "Yeah… I think I can get behind that," he said, and began assisting her in their strip-down.
Later, as the celebration of Sasuke's promotion winded down, the various couples parted ways. Naruto and Hinata, arm in arm, ambled down the streets when suddenly, Hinata whispered, "Let's hurry home, Naruto-kun. I have that surprise I was telling you about ready."
He turned to her, eyes widened at her tone. She was smiling a sly smile. It was a devious smile.
But most of all, it was a sexy smile. And while all of her smiles brought an immaculate chorus to his heart, this particular smile really struck a chord. In a second, he disappeared, having swept underneath Hinata and had her cradled in his arms, beginning his leaps and bounds home. In mere minutes they were home, Naruto's face turned giddy like a child wildly anticipating a new toy. Layer after layer of clothing was discarded, and as all except his boxers had been thrown away, he caught sight of his darling. She was clad solely in the same lingerie she'd blown off herself and oddly enough, a fully unzipped jacket. Naruto's eagerness, along with a certain something else, swelled.
"Let's get down to business," he said hungrily, catching her cheeks in his hands and laying his lips onto hers. He wanted her taste in his mouth again, and quickly activated the first Gate.
She pulled back as she felt the surge of pleasure. "Okay…" she said calmly, taking a step backwards. "Now it's my turn. This is a move I created myself, just for you… Ero jutsu (Pervy Technique)," she began, forming a few seals.
Naruto blinked. "Ero jutsu?" he thought to himself, "Since when does she know any of those?"
"Bubun Baika: Oppai (Partial Multi-size: Tits)" As she finished, a silence filled the air for but a moment.
"Bubun Baika…" Naruto spoke, throat dry. "That's… that's…"
"Chouji-kun's technique, I know," she said, smiling. "I based it off of his family's jutsu… unfortunately, mine takes a few seconds to kick in. I believe it is worth the wait, Naruto-kun."
Naruto's thoughts were racing, and he finally managed to form a coherent sentence. "But… the reason it's specific to the Akimichi clan is because it takes a lot of…" The pieces clicked in an instant, "… a lot of calories." She smiled and he knew he'd hit it right on the head. That, he realized, was the reason she'd been eating so much… to store energy for this jutsu!
She gasped and moaned sharply. "It's starting…" she groaned.
Naruto could barely believe his eyes as right in front of them, her breasts, large and perfect already, began to swell. The lingerie she'd used once again snapped off of her chest, allowing her boobs to bounce and jiggle freely. This, however, was no optical illusion like the time before. This was actually happening. "This… this has to be genjutsu," he pleaded, not wanting to get his hopes up only for them to be shattered.
"This is one hundred percent real," she assured him. "Go ahead. Feel them." She cupped her expanding bosom and hefted them towards him.
His hands, quivering, approached the mass of flesh, feeling their retained softness, no stretch-marks added, and his erection throbbed chaotically, sending aftershocks through his body, as he felt resistance pushing against his hands. Naruto was absolutely fixated, wondering how amazingly large she'd get. "Holy shit," he thought, amazed, "She's huge! She's almost as large as… no, she's even bigger than Tsunade-baachan! Whole sizes bigger! She's gotta have a strong back…"
Hinata smiled as she witnessed her effect on Naruto. Finally, the tables had turned. Finally, she was in control. Finally, he was her prey. She began rezipping the jacket for effect, stopping after she found resistance: her breasts were simply too large for it to contain. "But what makes this a true Ero-jutsu," she said, moaning throughout, "Is that the bigger they get… the more sen…si…tiiiiive!"
Naruto breathed, almost silently, "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," and leapt into action, grasping handful after handful of meat as roughly as he could, enjoying her screams of delight. Just then, his tactical ingenuity shining through, an idea struck him. Quickly, expertly, he opened the gates up to number six: the Gate that by the time it opened, awakens many more erogenous zones and increases sexual sensitivity manifold. Hinata's brain caught on fire and she began shrieking as Naruto groped and sucked her enormous tits as hard as he could. She screamed in one long pitch and Naruto's heart thumped. "She just orgasmed... from me just fondling her jugs! Dear God, Hinata, what kind of genius are you to make this jutsu? It's almost… like the ultimate 'counter' to the Eight Gates!"
And yet, she persisted, gearing up for yet another series of orgasms. Naruto initiated the seventh gate and it was then that the madness truly began. Automatically casting the Protection Jutsu, he thrust into her, activating the eighth gate and sending them both to nirvana. They were no longer human, merely male and female souls in their primal form, enjoying the slapping, grinding, pounding and uniting of their flesh as much as any soul could.
Naruto came to a number of unknown hours later. Hinata's breasts had shrank to their normal, though still quite large size. Judging by the sunlight, he'd woken up sometime around noon. Hinata, not possessing his incredible stamina, was absolutely gone, sleeping like an angel. He gave her a sweet kiss and she stirred, smiling peacefully. After scribbling down a note, he donned his usual garb and left for the academy.
"Where is our sensei?" asked Izumi, one of the three remaining academy students, an orange-haired Kunoichi.
"Probably stalling," said Kintarou, the second of the three, a green-haired Shinobi.
"I wasn't asking you, stupid!" she snapped and Kintarou flinched. "What do you think, Gonosuke-kun?"
Gonosuke didn't reply. Instead, he turned towards the door, his fiery red hair flowing aside with him.
Suddenly, the door creaked open and Naruto stepped through. "Aha, sorry I'm late…"
"Hmph," said Gonosuke. "Let's just get on with it."
"Sorry? We've been here three goddamned hours!" Kintarou grumbled.
"Don't you talk to sensei like that!" Izumi roared, whacking Kintarou upside his head. "I'm sorry about him, sensei. I'm sure you had good reason to be late!" she said, playing the part of the innocent apologetic.
"Woah. It really is déjà vu all over again." Thought Naruto, a bit weirded out. He glanced at Gonosuke. "That'd be like Sasuke, years ago…" he moved to Izumi, who was still chastising Kintarou, "That's Sakura-chan…" and finally, he switched his gaze to Kintarou, who sat rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, a stupid grin on his face. "And… is that really me? Geez. This explains a few things. Oh well, at least I get to be Kakashi-sensei now." "Alright," he said, "So let's get started… follow me to the training ground." Nostalgia filled him as they reached the field. "Let's start with introductions."
"Huh?" said Kintarou. "What do you mean?"
"Y'know… likes, dislikes, dreams. That sort of thing."
"We don't really know about you, though," said Izumi. "Why don't you start us off, sensei?"
"Huh. Fine," he said. "I'm Uzumaki Naruto." He grinned devilishly at the thought of giving them what he called the "Kakashi treatment." "I like a lot of things, dislike some, and my goal… well, it doesn't matter to you at the moment."
They stared, frustrated, and he relished that. "Okay," said Izumi. "I'm Fuyuno Izumi."
"Even similar names. Geez, If this were a story, I'd call it lazily written." thought Naruto.
"I like… a certain person…" she blushed, "and I dislike Kintarou."
"Ouch." Naruto frowned.
"My dream is to be like our Hokage, Tsunade-sama! A great kunoichi and medic!"
"Okay," said Naruto, "Moving on. How about you, redhead?"
His scowl remained as he spoke. "My name is Tsurugi Gonosuke. I don't care for much except getting the job done. Nothing else really matters."
"Huh. Moody little bastard, isn't he?" Naruto mused. "And you. Fool face."
"Fool face?!" he griped indignantly. After grumbling for a second, he continued, "My name is Tenki Kintarou. I like beef-dumplings, hate when they mix up my order…"
"Yeesh…" thought Naruto, painfully recalling his own answer to Kakashi's question.
"And my goal is to become a great, legendary shinobi, known all around the world!" Naruto smiled at the answer he'd hoped to receive.
"Alright," he said, "Onto your first training exercise… or should I say, your final graduation exercise?" Before one of them could yell in outrage, he continued, "Yep. Even though you've passed the academy, you might just be sent right back there. Your final test…" he said, rummaging around in his pocket for a moment before retrieving the familiar bells of the dreaded test, "is to get these bells from me. If you do, you pass."
They blinked. "But sensei," said Izumi, confused, "there are only two bells…"
"Exactly," said Naruto. "Only two of you will be able to get them. The other… well, whoever doesn't will get sent back to the academy."
"What!?" bellowed Kintarou. "We had to take that balls-to-the-wall difficult test and now we might be failed before we even begin!? This is bullshit!"
"Heheh," Naruto chuckled.
"What's so funny?!" Kintarou raged.
"Nothing, nothing," Naruto said, preparing to lie, "just that your kind is always the one that fails." Kintarou had been ready to yell something back, but the tone in Naruto's voice struck worry into him. "So," Naruto said, standing and hooking the bells to his belt with a jingling sound, "Go."
Naruto disappeared instantly and after a moment of hesitation, the three young shinobi did the same. Kintarou was the first to find Naruto. "Hey!" he called.
"Oh. You. Whatever have you come here for?" Naruto said sarcastically.
"I'm gonna take those bells from you!" Kintarou roared, leaping at Naruto, who easily dodged.
"I don't need to do Sennen Goroshi (One Thousand Years of Death) on this kid," thought Naruto mercifully.
"Mock me, will you?" Kintarou grumbled and began forming seals that Naruto recognized. "Kuchiyose no jutsu (Summoning technique)!"
Naruto's eyes widened, believing that he had underestimated this child. His expression returned to normal when he realized that the summoning had yielded a small, brown egg. "So… that's it, huh."
Kintarou, fist clenched, leapt away, yelling, "I'll be back!" Naruto rolled his eyes and leaned against a tree.
The test continued as expected for Naruto. Gonosuke had attacked with a Raiton jutsu which Naruto was able to deflect and then use to subdue the genin. Izumi had bolted after realizing Naruto was behind her. But eventually, Kintarou reappeared.
"I told you I'd be back!" he announced.
"Yep," Naruto said nonchalantly. Kintarou began his run towards what Naruto assumed were the bells and began to prepare an easy block. Suddenly, however, Kintarou was joined by his two teammates, running behind him. Naruto lowered his guard for a second, intrigued, and allowed Kintarou to execute his plan.
Kintarou had completely avoided the bells and had wrapped his arms around Naruto's chest. "Gonosuke! Izumi-chan! Take the bells, now!" Both the others were surprised.
"What are you talking about, idiot?" Gonosuke growled.
"Just shut up and do it!" Izumi quickly snatched at the bells, tossing one to Gonosuke. Before it could land in his palm, however, he ripped Kintarou off of Naruto and placed the bell in his hand. Izumi panicked, flinging her own bell at Gonosuke, while Kintarou likewise gave his bell to Izumi.
While the bells were in midair, however, they vanished. Naruto appeared in the center of them, holding the bells. "Well, well, I didn't think it would happen…" he muttered as the three stared on in amazement at Naruto's speed. "You guys… you pass."
"Huh?" said Kintarou while Gonosuke and Izumi gaped.
"The point of the exercise wasn't my defeat or your own personal glory… you guys figured out that it was teamwork, that the good of the team was more important than victory. You realized that while it's true that shinobi who do not follow orders are trash…" Naruto's eyes grew fierce, "shinobi who do not protect their comrades are lower than trash!" The three smiled. "And you have shown me that… I'm witnessing the birth of three very special shinobi," he said, mussing Kintarou's and Gonosuke's hair. "Now… what do you say we go get something to eat?"
Izumi and Kintarou cheered and began to follow Naruto. Gonosuke pulled up to Kintarou and whispered, "Listen. I appreciate what you did, but I don't want you pulling that crap anymore… I can take of myself, idiot."
Kintarou grinned. "The same goes for you, jerk."
Though they did not reveal it, both smiled, pleased.
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Five years passed, amazingly without any major struggles for Naruto and Hinata. Naruto's students had grown from Genin to Chuunin to Jounin, having just graduated that day. Kintarou and Gonosuke had resolved their rivalry, becoming the best of friends, with Izumi growing close to both. It was peaceful. It was nice.
It was too good, Naruto believed.
Perhaps his experiences had made him jaded, but he was distrusting of the times of quiet. He always expected something to pop up and ruin things.
Kintarou, Izumi, and Gonosuke, fresh out of graduating to Jounin, were hanging out near the village gates, relishing their new promotions. "This is so cool!" Kintarou yelled, excited. "We're jounin now, just like sensei!"
"We're not like sensei quite yet, idiot," said Gonosuke with a grin.
"True, but it's still nice," said Izumi, "I mean, we've just-" Suddenly, she noticed something: a woman standing just outside the gates.
All three turned to see the woman. Gonosuke called in a serious tone, "Who are you? State your purpose for visiting the village or face the consequences!"
The woman did not respond. She stumbled forward, allowing the trio to see that she was heavily wounded, her skin incredibly, unnaturally pale. Izumi rushed forward, followed by her comrades. "Miss, are you okay?" she asked, worried. The woman raised her head, moaning, and Izumi, now a skilled medic, gasped. "Oh my God…"
"What is it?" asked Kintarou.
"She…" Izumi gulped, her breathing heavy. "This woman… is already dead!"
"What?!" Kintarou yelled. "What the he- how is this possible?"
"I don't know…" Izumi murmured. She was, for the first time in years, afraid of this unknown being.
Gonosuke's eyes widened as out of the woman's mouth and eyes poured red, fiery chakra. Two tails began to form behind her. He turned to Izumi. "Go… get… sensei," he muttered in a whisper. "Now."
"B-b-but what about you?" she stammered.
"Kintarou and I will hold this… thing off. You need to get Naruto-sensei here fast."
Izumi gulped. "Al… alright. Please, be careful!" They did not respond as she leapt away, into the village. Luckily, she knew where Naruto's favorite spot was.
Naruto had seated himself pleasantly at the Ichiraku ramen stand. As his order cooked, he recalled that Hinata would be returning from her mission today, planting a smile on his face. "Order up, Naruto!" said old man Ichiraku.
"Ahh, delicious," Naruto whispered, reaching out for the bowl.
Just then, Izumi landed next to him, panting and sweating. "Naruto-sensei!" she said worriedly.
"What is it, Izumi?" he asked, concerned.
"Th- there's this thing, and, it's like a monster or something, she's a dead woman, and-"
"Hold on, you're not making any sense," said Naruto.
"I don't know what it is, but Kintarou and Gonosuke-kun are fighting it, it's got, like, two chakra tails, and-"
Naruto's eyes widened. "Where are they?" he asked.
"At the gates," she said quickly.
Naruto produced a bunshin, who performed a chakra-powered leap into the air and dispersed. Naruto, with this new information, whipped out a Hiraishin kunai, took Izumi's arm, and said, "Hold on tight." Throwing the kunai in a wide arc, he yelled, "Hiraishin no jutsu (Flying Thunder God Technique)!" They warped, landing right between Gonosuke and Kintarou and the Two-Tails. Both of Naruto's students were battered and beaten by the monster before them. "You two did well," Naruto said calmly. "Now step back."
"What?!" said Kintarou incredulously, "Sensei, we should team up! You can't fight this thing solo!"
"I agree," said Gonosuke, "We should team up and attack together."
Naruto grinned. "Heh… in all these years, you still haven't seen me fight with all I've got…" He turned to them, his pupils like slits, shocking all three of them. "Again… step back. You don't want to get caught up in this." They did as ordered, frightened and amazed at the light radiating from Naruto's body. He produced two bunshin who began cradling the space around Naruto's palm. "I still can't do this one handed… but then again, it isn't my main chakra type." A blue ball appeared in the bunshin's palm, and from it began to extend what looked like a long pole one end and a blade on the other.
"Oh my God…" said Kintarou.
"Wow…" said Izumi.
The bunshin held up the finished form. "Here I go!" he cried, rushing at the Two-Tails, "Rasenyari (Spiraling Spear)!" and plunged the jutsu into the demon cat's chakra-flesh. A huge blast enveloped the Two-Tails, the force of many tidal waves continuously crashing at its body. When the water settled, all that lay was Yugito's corpse.
Naruto picked her up. At the time that he'd connected with the jutsu, it was as though he'd seen her life: the shunning, the abandonment, the struggle… all of it resonated with Naruto heavily. He passed a hand over her eyes and said, "Rest, now, Yugito. Your time in this life is over."
A few seconds passed before Izumi quietly asked, "Sensei… who is she?"
He sighed. "Her name is Nii Yugito, and she was the container for the demon cat, the Two-tailed beast. It was a demon of fire, vengeance and anger… it possessed her body and used it to gain revenge on the world by killing all it could… But… she was killed, long ago, by evil, conniving, megalomaniacs. I just wish… I could've saved her." A moment of silence emerged. "Here," said Naruto, breaking the silence and handing the body to Izumi, "Take this to the Hokage and… tell her to give her a good funeral." Izumi nodded and leapt away, Gonosuke and Kintarou accompanying her.
Naruto sighed once more and went home to wait for his beloved.
When she arrived, Naruto had prepared a picnic basket for them to share while they sat at a spot they enjoyed: a patch of grass near the top of the Fourth Hokage's face on the mountain. Hinata noticed Naruto's faraway look and asked, "What's wrong, sweety?"
Slowly, he smiled. "Nothing… I'm just so grateful for my life… that I have my friends, my village… and most of all, you."
She beamed her wonderful smile back at him. "I love you too, Naruto-kun."
Minute by minute, they ate from the picnic basket, and eventually Hinata mentioned, "Tomorrow's the big day, Naruto-kun… you're going to become Hokage, after all this time!"
He chuckled. "Yeah, I guess I am…"
"Are you nervous?"
"Nah. I don't think it's hit me yet, exactly. Hinata, how long have we known each other?" he said abruptly.
"Hmm," she muttered, recollecting, "About… fifteen years?"
"That so…? And how long have we been dating?"
"Six years or so, depending on how you look at it."
"I see."
"Why do you ask?"
"Well," he said, "I'd say it's because… I don't want to date you anymore."
Hinata's world fell apart before her eyes. Of course, her first thought was, "Why? What could have changed? Didn't he just say he was grateful most of all for me? Is it my looks…? No, Naruto-kun would never judge like that. Did I say something hurtful? Was it the Hokage thing?" The tears began to flow, "Oh, what did I do? Why do I always have to ruin the good things in my life, and… what's he doing?" She had noticed him fumbling around in his pocket.
He retrieved a small black box. Hinata's breath ceased as he opened it, revealing a golden ring with a tremendous sapphire on it, two pearls on either side. "I want to marry you." Hinata covered her mouth, afraid to speak. "Will you give me the greatest gift possible… and be my wife?"
The energy welled up inside her, and Hinata was relatively certain she was shaking from the pressure. She leapt at him, tackled him to the floor as he managed to keep the ring steady, kissing him as fervently as she could, not knowing how long it lasted, until she finally ran out of breath.
"So… is that yes?" he asked smoothly.
"Yes," she whispered into his ear, tears of elation streaming down her reddened cheeks. "A million times, a billion times… Yes, my love. Yes. I love you."
"I love you so much," he replied, slipping the ring onto her finger, "I love you."
--
The next day, Tsunade walked into what would be her office for the last time. She smiled at the memories she'd gathered from this office over the years. "Best to get this over with," she thought. Performing the seals, she muttered, "Kuchiyose no jutsu." A slug appeared before her. She placed a hand into its flesh and spoke, her voice amplified by the slug's jutsu, "Citizens of Konohagakure, please gather outside the Hokage mansion. All academy students, genin, chuunin, everyone, come quickly. This is an order."
Soon, the people had congregated. Mutterings had spread throughout the crowd of the reason for this assembly. Was there a new threat? A new event? A new ally? Suddenly, Tsunade stepped onto the balcony and the chattering ceased. "I have called you here today," she said loud and clear, "Because I am stepping down as Hokage of this village." The chattering resumed, twice as loud, until Tsunade raised her hand to quiet them. "But, as you may have guessed, this means that I am picking a successor. The man I have chosen is a great human being. He has overcome more than any of us. He has become a figure to be respected and honored. He is a great asset to this village, this nation, and to the world. He is…" she paused dramatically, "Uzumaki Naruto."
"Someone say my name?" said Naruto, appearing as he leapt from the top of the Hokage building. There was a silence as Tsunade handed him the helmet and robe of the Hokage.
Suddenly, a vigorous clap began. Hinata's hands slapped together over and over. Sasuke, Sakura, Kakashi, and Shizune soon joined her. Then Iruka began as well, his students following suit. The rest of his class plus Team Guy and the rest of the Jounins were cheering raucously, and quickly the entire village was rejoicing over this decision. Naruto donned the robe, leaving the helmet on the floor, folding his arms and standing tall for effect.
"Well," said Tsunade, pleased, "You've finally achieved your dream. How does it feel?"
He grinned a toothy grin. "It feels great, Tsunade," he said, and looked to the blue, sunny sky. "It feels really, really great."
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Ahh, Naruto's got everything he wanted. Case closed, right? But wait! The story's not over yet! We got one more hurdle or two to cross, and you're gonna have to review to find out!
I hope the sex scenes weren't too weird for you guys… but I know some of you'll appreciate them. So, kudos. And again, this goes out to all boob fans everywhere, and my best homey's dad. Best of luck.