A/N: Thank you for following, favoriting, or reviewing! It made me so happy to know that it's actually being read that I had to get to work on another installment! More reviews highly encourage more chapters! With that said, I don't take ownership of the Naruto universe; but Akuri is all mine.
X Naruto X
Adjusting to being back in Konoha was equal parts bitter and sweet. The afternoon after we'd made love for the first time, Akuri had proposed living together over the morning tea she'd made. I'd immediately agreed, the thought of her being my first and last sight of everyday too enticing to pass up after being apart for three years. What I didn't take into account was just how busy a Shinobi she was.
"Tomorrow morning will be here before you know it," Iruka comforted me over ramen that afternoon.
"It's been almost a week, sensei," I griped, "I got to spend three and a half days with her before she left for Komogakure."
"What makes you so impatient? She's working."
"I missed her for three years, she miraculously took me back, and we live together now," I complained sadly, only taking a break to inhale more ramen.
"She probably feels the same way, Naruto," he reasoned, but then stammered, "wait, you live together?! That's not appropriate at your age!"
"Ah-hah, yeah, she-she asked me to come stay," I vehemently persisted, "how are you supposed to tell a pretty girl like her no, sensei?"
Iruka frowned in disapproval; as though he knew we shared a bed and had christened it many, many times since my arrival home. I plowed through a final bowl to distract myself and quickly think of another topic. Before I could speak, Iruka interjected.
"You two better be using protection if you want to do something so mature," he advised, confirming that he was clearly aware of what two teenagers did behind a closed door, "I say this with love, but neither of you are meant to be parents yet. You're both too young to even think about children."
A flashback to our first encounter was both embarrassing and erotic to think about with my sensei so close to me. I had known better than to finish inside of her, but I'd underestimated my cock's ability to hold off the first time with her. It occurred to me to ask him about backup plans in the case of internal completion, but I didn't want to out my own shortcomings. I just looked at him sheepishly, unwilling to openly say it.
"Were going to the pharmacy," he ordered, pulling out his wallet to cover our meal. "I didn't think I'd have to teach or show you this stuff yet."
"What's at the pharmacy?"
"Condoms at the very least," Iruka sighed, tilting his head to direct me after him. We trekked the four blocks to the drug store, my sensei instructing the entire way. "You should really find out about her cycle, too."
"Why do I need to know that?" I was exasperated by the time we made it to our destination, "I remember the day she got it, that was traumatic for all of us!"
Iruka merely laughed at my shudder of recollection, guiding me to the family planning section.
"Knowing can help you make smarter choices," he continued, "generally, women have a fertile window shortly after they've undergone their...ah, time of the month."
My brows raised in question, studying the displayed contraceptives lining the shelves. Once I'd spied the word 'condom', I began to inspect packaging. Too many questions came to mind to even select one to investigate more thoroughly.
"So..which of these should I get? I'll be honest, Iruka-sensei...I wasn't paying attention to the lecture about this stuff." I folded my arms behind my head, sporting yet another hangdog face.
Iruka's cheeks were tinted pink as he stepped closer to inspect the products himself, snatching a small box and reading the labels. He seemed satisfied and held it out in offering.
"If you don't like them, try a different kind," he suggested, "but use these every time, read the instructions."
He purchased them for me at the checkout and headed for the door, parting ways after I gave him a heartfelt bow of appreciation. I glanced heavenward to guess at the time, making my way towards what was now my home. I began to reflect on our prior discussion, unsure of how to broach the topic of my partner's menstruation or how her body worked.
X (womanhood)
I'd woken to a dampness in the bed that felt like I'd lost control of my bladder and groggily lifted the covers to investigate. A dark pool of blood soaked me, the mattress, and Akuri's sleeping form. The shriek of terror that left my mouth was the furthest thing from masculine, but that was the least of my concerns.
"Sasuke! Sasuke get in here!" I called, leaping from the bed, "Akuri's bleeding out! She's hurt! Sasuke!"
My initial cry had woken my partner and the following proclamation had her in a dazed panic as she checked under the blankets. Something clearly dawned on her and her lip began to wobble, her hands fisting on the blanket. Her twin barged in, clearly having been woken up by the commotion and in a state of bewilderment.
"Akuri! Are y-" Sasuke's question was cut off by a perfectly timed pillow careening towards his face and nailing its target.
"A-Akuri..?"
"GET OUT," she roared, now standing on her bed, "BOTH OF YOU GET OUT! NOW!"
The blood came from between her thighs, where it was mostly concentrated on her pink shorts. From where I stood, I saw that it had saturated into the white tshirt she wore to bed and would clearly never wash out. Her bellow sent the two of us scurrying and her door was slammed behind us.
"She's never yelled like that," Sasuke informed quietly, eyes still trained on his sister's door for signs of threat. "How is she still alive...all that blood!"
"Why'd she get so mad? I thought she was gonna die!"
"You're going to die if you don't shut up!" Akuri's scathing threat came as she stuck her head out of the door, both of us met with a raging Sharingan snarl.
I'd never gone into Sasuke's room, but darted in after him when he bolted for it. The pair of us stowed ourselves in the closet, physically closer than we'd ever been before. I shifted nervously, looking over to where I heard his shaken breathing.
"How long are we going to have to hide in here?" I whispered, folding my arms around myself as my stomach gurgled.
"I don't know," Sasuke hissed back, "but we couldn't take her if we wanted to. Let's wait for a bit and listen."
We spent half the day hidden in the closet, emerging when we'd heard the front door slide open and shut again. I crept quietly into Akuri's room, finding her bed stripped and all soiled items in a basket.
"I don't know if I should be worried or relieved that she's gone," Sasuke grumbled, "but, holy shit, she's scary."
"That's for sure," I replied with a laugh, gathering the change of clothes I'd brought with me the night before. "I'm gonna get dressed, let's go find her and grab some ramen after. No, wait, let's get those really good dumplings - she loves those."
We parted ways to cover more ground after dressing for the day, eyes peeled for the Genin. I began searching all of our favorite spots, her quiet training spaces, and her preferred food stalls. Akuri wasn't in any of those locations and I frowned, stopping in the market to gaze about for any signs of her.
"Where the hell are you?" I mumbled, resuming my hunt.
The sun was beginning to set and I began walking for the dumpling stall we'd agreed to meet at if we hadn't found her. I was frustrated and worried, hoping that Sasuke had located and placated her enough to come home. When I caught sight of Sasuke outside of the kiosk, I hurried over.
"Did you find her?" I asked as I approached, but stopped in my tracks when he turned to face me.
"What do you think?" He growled, his left eye swollen and bruised. I found myself unable to picture the small girl actually hauling off and punching her brother square in the face.
"You guys okay?" I asked, taking a seat beside Sasuke after he'd chosen one.
"Yeah," he sighed, "she was at Yuki-sensei's house."
"What was she doing there?"
"I'll tell you on the walk home, I'd like to keep my appetite while I've got it."
With some apprehension, we ordered and ate together. I doubled my amount, specifying that one would be packaged to-go. It was almost awkward to be having dinner with Sasuke alone, our third being the link between us. I tried to shrug it off and we finished, toting the extra portion home to Akuri.
"The way Yuki-sensei explained it to me is that Akuri became a woman today," Sasuke began, "every girl goes through it and it's a monthly thing. It's called a period."
I opened my mouth to complain, but his glare made me shut it.
"You can go read a book to learn all the nasty little details, but you and I are going to have a talk before we get back to my house," Sasuke's tone told me that the conversation wasn't going to be optional.
"What's up?"
"You're not spending the night anymore, for starters," he stated, "and from now on, her bedroom door stays open if you're in there."
"Why? Just because she got her period?" I was confused.
"Yeah, and it's not proper for this to be going on anyway. We aren't little anymore, boy and girls don't share beds."
I wanted to protest, but had no arguments strong enough to convince him otherwise. Instead, I followed him home, sulking the entire way. It didn't really make sense, but I wasn't sure I could handle both of the twins' rage in one day.
Akuri was at the table, her small hands curled around a beige ceramic cup. She wore a long black shirt as pajamas and her black hair was tied into a messy bun at the crown of her head. The kitchen smelled of orange peels and honey, indicating that she'd brewed what was left of her favorite tea. She looked up at the both of us briefly, but turned her gaze back to the curling steam.
"I'm glad you're back," I told her, breaking the silence. I chose a mug of my own and prepared my own serving of tea, placing it on the table before leaning in to lightly peck her cheek.
Akuri leaned into my affections, but said nothing. Her face was pinched, as though something smelled or she was in some sort of pain. I wanted to ask, but feared her reaction. She very well could have been as hostile as this morning.
"We brought you dumplings," Sasuke informed, placing the small parcel before her on the table. "Naruto said these were your favorite."
The petite kunoichi unwrapped the container and smiled at the proffered food. Her curved lower lip began to wobble and I felt Sasuke's nerves taint the air. We were silent and still, prepared for a flying fist or a scathing screech.
"Thank you for the food," she said tearfully, her cheeks covered in salty trails while she ate her dumplings. Akuri devoured them, sniffling heartily between them. We didn't dare comment on the crying, praying to all the gods that it didn't escalate further.
"Let's go to bed," Akuri requested after we'd all spent some of our time together and cleaned in unison, tugging my hand toward her bedroom. I looked to Sasuke in question, his lips pressed into a line and his gaze piercing.
"Alright," I told her, hoping that Sasuke understood the predicament I'd been placed in. Akuri guided me to bed, the sheets had been changed and I hoped I'd be bloodless when I woke up.
We settled down in the bed, curling around her from behind and squeezing her close to me. I stuck my face against the back of her neck, baby hairs from her hairline tickling my nose as I took in her comforting scent This was going to be our last sleepover.
X Akuri X
"I'm home," I called softly, but the joy of knowing that Naruto could reply pulled my lips into a smile.
"In our room!"
The sound of 'our' room warmed me to the core and I kicked off my shoes, padding toward the sound of his voice. Naruto was seated on the bed, a towel around his waist and his hair weighed down by water droplets. My mouth began to water and a gentle thrum began between my thighs. He looked delectable after a shower.
"Welcome home," Naruto greeted warmly, pulling me down by my hands to press our lips together when I came close enough. "I missed you."
"Did you?" I asked, dropping an octave as I slid into his lap. "Because I definitely missed you."
Naruto's hands found the clips of my chest armor, dropping the heavy fabric to the ground. They slid down low, grinding our most sensitive organs together with a firm grip of my behind. I pulled his mouth to mine again, his tongue poised and ready to mingle with my own. We kissed for long minutes, knowing fingers removing gear as we went. I felt his hardness press into the cleft between my thighs, the once-gentle thrumming now as clear as a pounding heart.
"God, I love you," he rumbled against my lips, separating to peel my undershirt from my torso. "I love you so much."
"Love you too," I managed between kisses, finally backing off to lose the rest of my clothing.
Naruto spread his towel, displaying a proud erection. Without a second thought, I dropped between his knees and took him into my mouth. He groaned low and long, the digits of his left hand furling in the hair at the back of my head. I swallowed the rest of him, fluidly bobbing my head up and down the length of him. His hips began to thrust while his hands pushed me on further, the head of his cock battering my throat. I'd never felt so aroused before, I didn't even realize that I was moaning.
"You like when I fuck your face?" He asked huskily, cerulean eyes hooded while they zeroed in on me. I sucked in earnest as a response, gagging shortly after as he sunk fully into my mouth.
"You're so fucking hot," he praised, one hand sliding down under my chin to feel himself through the thin skin of my neck. I looked up at him, tears pricking the corners of my eyes in response to the object repeatedly nudging the back of my throat. "I'm gonna fuck you so good."
Hearing those nasty words made me whimper for him as well as I could, his grunt revealing just how good that had to have felt. He lifted me off of him turning and dropping me on the bed, only to roll me onto my belly. Naruto's strong hands guided me onto all fours, positioning himself at my nether lips. He slid inside easily, filling me with a solid stroke and eliciting a mewl of pleasure from both of us. It seemed that as soon as we were joined, Naruto abruptly pulled out, muttering under his breath as he fiddled with a package on the nightstand.
"What are you doing?" I hissed over my shoulder, knowing full well how sour I looked there. "We were in the middle of something."
Naruto didn't answer immediately, instead I watched him tear open the foil packaging of a condom. He paused, blushing furiously as he attempted to roll it down over himself. I held in my laughter, unwilling to kill the mood.
"I'm being responsible," he finally revealed, taking his latex-coated cock in hand to press inside of me again. The sensation was different, the feeling almost alien with the smooth and artificial wrap around him. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I preferred him without it, knowing his intentions without explanation.
We continued our task at hand, reaching completion after working hard for it. I knew that we'd be better off with the protection, but I couldn't admit to being a fan of it. After Naruto disposed of his condom, he returned to bed to curl up close together.
"Have you had anything to eat?" He asked, fingertips lazily doodling invisible pictures on my back.
"Not since this morning," I admitted, feeling a pang of hunger strike my belly. His fingers paused in their skimming, a hum of thoughtfulness rumbled through his chest.
"We could hit Ichiraku," he suggested predictably, "or somewhere else, that dumpling stand should still be open."
"Honestly, I could use a drink," I told him, "there's a tavern not far from here, if you'd like to go there. I just got paid, I've got us."
"You're only sixteen, you aren't supposed to drink," he exclaimed, his expression clearly baffled, "do they actually serve you?!"
"If you did what I do for a living, you'd want to drink too," I deadpanned, looking at him with bemusement before untangling from him to dress myself. "They serve the Hokage's lapdogs like any other adult patron. We could go or we could not, I just don't want to cook."
"How's the food?" He finally relented, giving up on an argument about the underage alcohol consumption I'd admitted to.
"Pretty good, and I've eaten the food sober," I told him with a snort, "expand your horizons, there's more to eating than ramen noodles."
X Naruto X
The next few days with Akuri were a special type of domestic bliss. We did the simple tasks that we didn't always have time for, like visiting the market for groceries or pulling the weeds that sprouted in front of the house. We had dinner together every night, be it at home or in town. Despite the sweetness of it all, I could tell that the two of us were itching to get back to work.
"At this rate, I'd go walk a dog for a mission," I complained over lunch at the bao stand, "have you heard anything from grandma Tsunade?"
"No, but I feel the same," she comforted, taking a healthy bite of her shrimp bun.
"We can go up to her office and ask her after this," I suggested after I'd finished the pork bun, "I'm sure there's gotta be something for us to do."
We completed our meals and made our way to the office in question, fingers laced loosely along the way. Akuri knocked on her door curtly, entering once Tsunade had given permission.
"Nice to see you both," the blonde greeted, crossing her fingers below her chin, "to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"A mission," I answered before Akuri could, beaming at her, "and if we could work together, that would be super awesome!"
"Let's see if I have anything suitable," she mumbled, the hokage shuffled the paperwork before her, skimming the pages and humming thoughtfully. I couldn't help but fidget with impatience, receiving chuckles from the two women. "Alright, let's send you both to the Land of Bears. I have a client requesting an escort, it's a B rank. Akuri will be squad leader, understood?"
"Of course, m'lady. Who and what are we transporting?" Akuri inquired, fine ebony brows raised in interest. Tsunade called the client in, a tall and lean red-head entering the office, seeming rather shy and reserved. He bowed curtly to our trio, revealing sea foam green irises when his head rose.
"This is your client, Hotaru Tenzen" she introduced, "he's returning home with a rare medicine, you'll guide him back safely. I'll give you both an hour to prepare yourselves, you'll meet with Hotaru at the gates. Be careful."
Once we were dismissed, we hurried home to pack our bags. There was a tinge of excitement in the air, the pair of us having spent too many days idly. A smirk pulled my lips as I caught Akuri sliding a strip of condoms into a small pocket inside of her pack.
"When are we going to have time for that?"
"I can think of a few instances," she hummed thoughtfully, zipping the compartment shut and slinging the bag over her shoulder. "You can't be too prepared, right?"
"Right," I agreed, closing up my own bag and shouldering it before closing the space between us to kiss her gently. "This'll be my first B rank, you know?"
"Stay on your toes," she advised, curling one arm around my waist, "be smart. I've got your back, but please follow any orders I have to give."
I agreed without hesitation, pulling her in for another kiss before we departed. It didn't take long before we'd reached the gates, Hotaru's flaming hair made him easily spottable. The three of us passed through the village exit, traveling the road to the north. To pass the time, I decided to initiate conversation.
"So, this rare medicine, what does it treat?"
"A variety of illnesses, actually," Hotaru informed, "but what we've got here is to cure the sickness plaguing my village, I couldn't have made the tonic without Lady Tsunade's help."
"What sickness?" Akuri wondered aloud, eyes still forward and scanning for threats, "is it something we could contract?"
"No, it's only children that are stricken by it," Hotaru told her, "I believe your Hokage called it an aggressive pneumonia variant, but we've called it many things. Death's kiss, the black cough."
I shuddered at the thought of the sickly children and it strengthened my resolve, my shoulders a bit higher as we walked.
"We'll get you back in one piece and I'll make sure every last one is dosed, we won't leave until everyone has been treated!" I swore to our client. "Believe it!"
"You should believe it," Akuri assured from the lead, her voice sounding particularly warm, "all his life, he's kept every promise he's ever made. This won't be an exception."
X (exams)
The first time I'd ever seen Akuri go at it with another person was when I'd watched her train with her brother one afternoon after lunch, but nothing compared to this.
Sasuke and I stood together from the observation floor, arms folded across the top bar as we leaned forward to concentrate on the match. Akuri's match had started in the final round of the Chūnin exams, the eleven year old looking so small in comparison with her opponent.
"Get 'em, Akuri!" I howled from my place, hands around my mouth to amplify the sound, "show 'em what you're made of!"
"I don't even think she'll need to use her Sharingan," Sasuke muttered beside me, chin resting on his folded arms casually. "This guy is too slow and he's wasting a lot of chakra."
"How is he wasting chakra?"
"He used an earth style jutsu, don't you see the rocks covering his fists like armor?" The raven-haired boy sighed, "he keeps his hands protected by the rock by channeling his chakra into it and pulling new rock from the ground when it's chipped away."
I made a noise of comprehension, watching Akuri bob and weave on the battlefield below. She had a kunai in hand, helping to parry the Stone ninja's blows. I wondered how long her one-handed defensive game would last, the match having gone on like this for ten minutes. She didn't appear to have broken a sweat yet, so I was confident that she had a plan.
"She's going to wait until he's run out of chakra, see how she's focusing hers in her left hand?" Sasuke pointed out, "she's going to take him out in one hit."
He'd been right, watching as the rock fell from the opposing ninja's fists in clumps and Akuri's left hand met the exposed right. She manipulated their fingers in tandem, throwing up six incredibly familiar signs.
"Fire style: fireball jutsu!" The smaller twin called, a raging fireball seemingly consuming her adversary expelled from her small mouth. The blaze lit up the entire stadium for all to see like a small sun in the center of it all. When the inferno disappeared and the smoke cleared, her opponent was singed but alive.
"And our final match winner is, Uchiha, Akuri," the proctor announced, cheers erupting from the stands in celebration of the exams' completion.
Sasuke and I rushed the field, hugging our third with all our might and showering words of praise. Akuri was exhausted, proud but allowing us to guide her to a seat while she waited for a medical ninja could attend to her. She had some scrapes and bruises, but remained otherwise unscathed.
"You did great," I praised her, leaning in to wipe the sweat from her brow, "was it hard?"
"Kind of," she answered, leaning into my touch, "you'll do well when it's your turn, I know it. Just keep working on your training and you'll pass it, no sweat."
Our trio attended the following ceremony, our voices the loudest when our smallest member donned the green flak jacket with pride. We'd celebrated at Akuri's favorite bao stand and began the familiar walk home to the compound afterward.
"See you tomorrow, Naruto," the twins bid farewell at the door, sliding it closed for the evening. I began my trek home and blanched, guilt rushing me all at once.
I didn't even congratulate her!
X Akuri X
I'd forgotten how good Naruto was at catching and cooking fish, a skill he'd had to acquire before I'd begun requesting extra meals at home for him. The three of us quietly and contently munched on the grilled sunfish, the silencing of our bellies was enough of a thanks.
"I'm going to get some sleep," Hotaru was the first to announce after we'd finished eating and played a hand of cards by the campfire, "I'll see you two in the morning."
The lithe redhead retreated into his tent, the rustling of blankets indicating his comfortable placement on a bedroll. I felt Naruto's eyes on me and decided to meet them, a heat stirring down below with the devilish glint in those blue irises.
"Come here," he whispered, almost inaudible over the crackling of the fire. He leaned back against a tree, bent knees opening invitingly while his left hand began to palm a suddenly obvious bulge. "We'll have to be quiet."
I obliged him after pocketing a condom from the compartment of my bag, one ear still listening for Hotaru or threats in the parameter. Naruto replaced his hand with my own when I came close enough between his thighs, rolling his hips forward to make his intentions wordlessly known. I began to grope him through the material of his pants, leaning up to capture his lips with my own to dampen any noises he made. Strong fingers burrowed under the waist of my pants and under things, yanking them down far enough for the owner of said fingers to paw the bared flesh of my behind.
"I just want to fuck you," he growled faintly against my lips, pulling away from me to turn me over, "get on your hands and knees."
I followed the blond's commands, shivering in the cool night air with anticipation as I heard the foil packaging tear open. The head was rubbed over my labia and clit, eliciting a gently impatient grunt from my throat. A throaty chuckle rumbled through my partner, one hand steadying the pair of us while the other guided his erection straight home.
"Shadow clone jutsu," he said gruffly into my shoulder one moment after, his hands having left their places to form a sign.
In the instant he bottomed out and summoned two clones, I had a cock shoved deep into my mouth and there was a separate suckling orifice on my clit. I couldn't scream if I'd wanted to, my nose burrowed in wiry yellow pubic hair and a warm pair of fuzzy balls snuggled up to my chin made that an impossibility.
"This is hotter in person than it is in my head," he told me softly, starting to thrust slowly at first, "and I've gotta tell you, you look so good like this."
It was a bit of a sensory overload on my end, but I was thankful to have the task of servicing the clone that stood before me to keep from toppling over the edge into oblivion. The replica's warm hand stroked my cheek, smiling sweetly before his hips began to piston. Another hand grabbed my left one, bringing it to the clone under me to begin stroking the hardness jutting up.
"You'd think I'd get jealous watching you get face-fucked," the original huffed, hips pressing a bit harder and faster, "but, honestly? I could watch me fuck you anywhere, anytime."
The clone below me wriggled his tongue wildly against my bud, bucking his hips up high enough to bump the head of his cock against my sternum. I looked up at the standing clone, holding a brief conversation wordlessly before he pulled out of my mouth.
"Give him a little, I can watch," the clone muttered, stroking himself while I drooped lower to take the licking clone's appendage into my mouth instead. The solo instead got down low enough to fist himself in front of me, the moist member sliding in his palm looked rigid and ready to blow. Our eyes met again and I backed up enough to mouth at both of the straining cocks at my lips.
"Oh fuck," Naruto's low groan signaled by he end for all of us, my body shuddering in the middle of it all. The bitter loads from the clones vanished almost as instantly as they arrived and I could feel the stiffening of the original's cock inside me, releasing everything he had into the condom.
"I told you that it pays to be prepared," I chided with a smile after we'd caught our breath and righted our outfits, "just think, you would have had to wait over a week to hit this again."
"I wouldn't have waited," he snarked playfully, "I would have just come in your mouth or hair."
I smacked his chest lightly in retaliation, crawling over to my pack to get out my tea supplies. It didn't take a long time over the fire before I had hot enough water to brew the rose hip tea I brought along, tipping a small jar to dole some honey into the small ceramic mug.
"I've got first watch, get some..." I rolled my eyes at the peaceful snoring coming from the blond genin, smiling before finishing, "sleep."
