The First Time was weird. Hot but really weird and kind of random.
The Second Time he brushed it off by being him thinking too much about it. Which to be fair was really hard not to think about mind-blowing dream sex from a redheaded that could suck the paint off a wall.
The Third Time happened in the middle of his office and he had to change his pants.
The Fourth Time he dove head first into it. He fucked her senseless until she was screaming his name over and over again. But she still said it. Those three words that haunted him like nothing else. Those three words that made Hinata's three words stab at his heart. "Come for me."
"Where are you?" He asked her in the few moments they had that weren't spent fucking. She was like a drug, worse than any of the shinobi vices. Everything about her made his senses go absolutely wild, just touching her felt like kissing, kissing her felt like sex, and sex was beyond all of that several times over.
She pulled his arm around her frame like it was a blanket, her backside brushed up against his still stiff member - he could not be hard around her - the high of sex still wafted in the air and had their time not be limited he would have fallen back into it gleefully. "Fuck if I know,"
"Then what are you?" He pulled her in tight breathing in deeply of her hair. It smelled like fuck, lots and lots of fuck. She laid her hand over his, her soft fingers sliding between his own and grabbing onto his palm. That felt right, righter than any time he had held Hinata's hand. "Are you a dream, a ghost-"
"No fucking Idea," She spat digging her nails into his palm. "I woke up, and I followed a red string until I found you. After that shit felt great. Especially the sex, you're a good fuck ya'know? But I need you to find me. I can feel myself-"
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"Shit."
The dreams were great, but the aftermath not so much. Another pair of pants he was going to have to wash behind Hinata's back. On the plus side, she was happy about him actually doing the laundry. But it was getting hard to explain… in more ways than one.
Naruto groaned pulling himself up off the grass, what was he doing out here again? Training? Probably, but beyond that Tayuya's dreams were getting more frequent, and happening outside of sleep. Pretty so he'd be stuck in a dream with her fucking her brains out until his body withered and died.
Not a bad death all things considered.
After a quick change and hiding the pants were Hinata probably wouldn't find them - not that she was one to snoop, even with her magic eyeballs - he was all set to desperately find anything related to Tayuya. If he could just validate that she wasn't alive then he could continue on with marrying Hinata.
But what if she was? Could he risk all that he had with Hinata just to go find someone that was all things considered kind of a bitch - a smoking hot one?
Yes.
Okay, that came way too easily. There had to be something else. Alright, would he have sex with Tayuya behind Hinata's back?
Yep.
Damn, he was just the worse kind of person. Did he really love Hinata so little that he'd just do that to her? What happened to his honor, his natural niceness, and everything else that he was. Tayuya probably dreams fucked it out of him.
"But where the fuck can I find a lead on her?" Naruto scratched the back of his head as he wandered around the streets of Konoha. There was bound to be something right, maybe where she died? Would Shikamaru know? He'd probably call him troublesome and then give him a funny look or something. And then refuse.
No that wouldn't work there had to be something, wait didn't Kabuto steal her DNA or something? Man, this shit was weird.
A chill went up his spine and Naruto felt a hand crawl up his spine and he heard the sloshing of a wine bottle as it bumped against his chest. "Ahh, Naruto, congratulations on the wedding!"
"Orochimaru?" He might technically not be a bad guy but he still gave everybody the creeps. "What are you doing in Konoha?" Also, talk about timing. More importantly, was the sannin drunk? What was with them and getting drunk?
"I'm drinking!" Orochimaru pressed onto him further, completely unaware of personal space. He sloshed the bottle around and took another swig. "Jiraiya left me his beer collection in his will, said I was too uptight and needed to de-stress, also said that Tsunade would drown herself."
"But why are you in Konoha."
"To drink! And celebrate your wedding! You can relax, I no longer seek to cause any trouble here." Orochimaru slunk away, his cheeks flushed with color and he let out that same unnerving laugh he always gave. "But you seem to be troubled, having regrets?"
"Not-"
"Now we sanin aren't too great at the whole relationship thing, especially not… well actually all of us kind of suck at it, but in honor of Jiraiya's memories I'd be happy to help you in whatever way I can." He hiccuped. "I might even be able to make a love potion, or perhaps a body-"
"Tayuya!" Naruto blurted out and Orochimaru stopped in his tracks. "What do you know about Tayuya?"
"Why are you asking about a corpse?" Orochimaru sobered up in a heartbeat.
"I don't know she's been on my mind recently is all, I only met her long enough to get punched but she keeps showing up in my dreams." It was hard not to talk about her without feeling his heartbeat going wild and his face warming. And he really did not need to get an erection in front of Orochimaru.
"Hmm, that is rather odd," Orochimaru took another drink from the bottle. "But I believe I can recall enough about her to sate your curiosity."
"Thank you,"
"As far as Experiments went Tayuya was for all intents and purposes a success, her Uzumaki blood allowed her to channel sage chakra in interesting ways, she was an attempt to recreate the Toad's Musical genjutsu."
Naruto's eyes went wide, that actually explained a lot, mannerisms, that red hair, her tenacity. "She was an Uzumaki?"
"Yep, honestly they were as important to my research as Juugo was, your bodies are just naturally good at storing energy, versatile too with more quirks than other clans could possibly hope to match, shame they were completely random." Orochimaru let out a soft laugh. "Shame that they were scattered when Uzu fell during the second war."
"So you could run more experiments on them?" He didn't mean for that to sound like a barb. Orochimaru had done a lot of bad and even the good he'd done so far was getting difficult to let that part of his past go.
Orochimaru let out another chuckle that sent a chill up his spine. "Partially but the world also lost a great deal of knowledge, my cursed seal was based on incomplete Uzumaki designs after all. The world owes the Uzumaki a great deal, even without your deeds."
"Do you think there's any chance that Tayuya could be alive?" He took a step forward feeling his heartbeat against his chest. "Or for her to come back as a ghost or something?"
"Your dreams are more than dreams aren't they?" Orochimaru's gaze was something else, filled with the unbridled curiosity of a five-year-old and the malicious ability of a mad scientist.
Crap. He was caught. Well, it wasn't like Orochimaru was the world's biggest gossip if anything he was a black hole of information whatever he retained stayed with him and him alone. Still, this was literally his only lead. "She keeps saying to come for me, and it doesn't feel like a dream either, I can remember everything so clearly and I can touch her."
Boy, could he touch her. His fingers twitched as he remembered her every curve. C, or maybe D? Didn't matter she was sensually perfect.
"Oooh, well now that is. Interesting." Orochimaru took one last sip of his bottle before he tossed it crashing into the nearest open can. "There are many rumors about the Uzumaki, their symbol the whirlpool described how they viewed fate, you could try to navigate it but ultimately it would pull you towards its center. Never letting go."
Was this a history lesson? Why did Orochimaru know so much about the Uzumaki? "So they believed in fate?"
"Indeed, but that's not all out of all the people in the world fate is tied to Uzumaki unlike any other but they also hated it, they tried to escape their fates as often as they followed it." Orochimaru took another sip. "I visited them before they were destroyed, learned more about seals in those two months than I'd learn in the years that followed. To an Uzumaki, fate was not something to be followed but something to overcome, they saw it as a challenge. Their leader once said that they were fated to join Konoha, and yet they did not, choosing to stand as their own nation."
"Then they failed, and now what few remaining Uzumaki live pledge loyalty to Konoha," Orochimaru's mouth twisted into a cruel smile. "Perhaps things would have been different had they joined Konoha outright, so it is possible that Tayuya has some inescapable fate that's drawing her towards this world and you."
"So she's fated to be with me or something?" Not that he ever believed in that fate stuff, but with all that happened there had to be something to it. "But she's dead so that shouldn't matter right?"
"Are you familiar with the red string of fate?"
"Yea, my mother said that her hair was the string of fate for her and dad." It was actually a really sappy story all things considered. "What's that got to do with anything?"
Another chuckle from Orochimaru. "Well, there was a saying for the Uzumaki's that went like this "It's more a red rubber band, if you try to resist it then it's going to either snap or someone's going to slip and you're going to slam into each other." Take of that what you will, as for Tayuya it may be possible that the unseen bond between you is forcing these dreams onto you."
"So she's not alive then?"
"If I'm not mistaken she was killed while trying to bring Sasuke to me. And again, Kabuto brought her back with the Edo Tensei, to my knowledge she went with all those brought back." Orochimaru tapped his chin, a spark filtering his eyes. "Unless."
The silence lingered for a moment as Orochimaru was lost in thought. Then the sannin gave a small hiccup.
"Unless what?"
"Unless she was destroyed before the others and her soul got captured somewhere. The possibility is amazing, as one that has moved my soul from one to another the process is not something to be taken lightly, but should there be a suitable vessel without a soul, it would make the process automatic." Naruto did not like the twisted smile that grew on Orochimaru's face.
"And would there be a suitable vessel in one of your labs?" His heart squeezed at his chest, That would be convenient wouldn't it? Just have Orochimaru spit out a clone of Tayuya from one of his labs? It'd almost makeup from the constant headache they gave off with random creatures breaking out.
"Doubtful," Orochimaru gave one last laugh before he turned. "Though try not to think too much of it your big day is in a few days after all."
Damn, that's right. The ring around his finger grew heavier, burning his flesh as a constant reminder that he was promised.
AN: Honestly didn't expect to actually be posting this so soon, but here we are. This one has a lot less sex. Mostly because I think it would be boring for every chapter to be nothing but sex, but ya'll might enjoy that. Anyways hope you enjoyed watching Naruto struggle with this mystery despite problem solving not being his strong suit.