Youkai no Bikou (Naruto x DXD)
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Sorry to fans that I'd missed an update for this story last week. This is because I was waiting for the review counts to reach a certain level. If it not adequate, I'll just skip the story over and go do something else. A few times like that in a row (probably a fortnight's worth), the updates will just pause for a few months.
=[Self Reflection]=
5
An absolute calmed mind was required for Senjutsu.
"There's no way I need a couple more centuries, damn it," growled the blond-haired man with a pair of animalistic ears. His irritation snapped him out of the meditated state and effectively ended his training session for the day. Eight elongated golden tails flickered from side to side behind him before each of them rapidly shrank and vanished entirely from view.
Slowly receding the eyelids, he unveiled a pair of golden eyes, and with them, he gave a detailed scan around the empty and silent chamber before letting out a prolong sigh. He contemplated as the taunting voice of an old hag echoed in the dark corner of his mind. He'd tried to forget - erase - the event from a few months back, but what she'd said bothered him more than he would admit. Even if he was to train taxingly every single waking moment, he would not be able to reach the pinnacle of his power. He would not be able to gain the last tail and access to the full potential of his race.
As exceptional as his growth was, the limitation of his bloodline had prevented him from doing so. It was an obstacle that even hard work could not triumph over. There existed a very small chance to break the barrier as there was always an exception to every rule, however. Unfortunately, it would likely take several centuries on his part.
"You must be purified," the old priestess - long passed her prime - had suggested adamantly at the end of their conversation.
In his blind anger, he attempted to grapple her. That was a grave mistake. Any form of an assault against one of the most revered elders was greatly frowned upon. He immediately got kicked out of the sacred temple and was then forcibly evicted from the hallowed ground; a place where his kind first drawled in their breath. If it wasn't for his thoughtful wife speaking and apologizing on his behalf, he would have been banned from the sacred temple for the remainder of his life. He was still banned for a half a year though.
The unnatural purification process she implied was commonly known on the street as the cleansing process. It was to differentiate from the normal method of bringing forth a pureblood through mixed bloods after a few generations. The excruciating procedure was used to purge whatever impurities a Youkai may had within their makeup. In other word, he would have to purge any form of weaknesses existed in his bloodline as if they were some kind of contaminations.
He understood what the Kitsune Elders wanted of him, but the gift that his mother had left in him was not a form of a weakness. He swore he would show each of them the error of their ways. Sadly, it was easier said than done. He sighed deeply while suppressing the growing frustration and annoyance.
"I wonder how she did it," he questioned, referring to his beautiful wife, who had a total of nine.
With his kind - the Kyuubi - the overall power they could potentially achieve doubled with the emergence of each new tail. Such occurrence was not always with physical and mental training even though they were the most common method used. There were many other factors must be considered for unique and rare circumstances. Bloodline purity was the most noticeable factor.
"Purity," he mumbled the word with a frown while brushing his golden hair back, vanishing the pair of fox ears in the process. "It doesn't come naturally, does it?" That was likely the case as the entire region of Kyoto remained firmly under the control of his wife's family for generations. His frown morphed into a small smile when he thought about what she must have given up so they could be together.
"Hey! I've given up a lot too…" he said with an underlying gloating tone. Biting his lips, he thought about the things he had to let go, especially about the beautiful black-haired princess of the Nekomata, his mother clan. "I wonder what Kurohime is doing lately?"
"And that brat, Kuro-chan, too," he said with a chuckle several minutes later. "Maybe -
"Remember your promise, Kurama-dono. You must not see her again," advised the silhouette on the closed window behind the blond.
Kurama blinked and without any further delay, he flipped up from his spot and slid opened the window in order to see the old man. "So, how long have you been standing here? And how much have you heard?"
"Only in the last minute, Kurama-dono, and I heard nothing except the soothing winds," the Tengu answered with a small humble bow. "Apology for the interruption, Yasaka-hime has requested your presence."
"She wants to see me?" Kurama leered at the evening sky before biting down his lower lip. "But… it's still early out."
"Yes, it's still early for such thing, Kurama-dono," the old man agreed as he noted the time. A sly smile manifested by his lips for only a fraction of a second. "Yasaka-hime wants you to accompany her for the evening meal."
"Oh… why didn't you say so? Where is she -
"Alone, without any servants," the old man added softly.
"Er…? I'm not hungry then," Kurama responded hastily while scratching the back of his head. "I will see her after dinner… probably."
"As you wish," the old man said and gave a deep bow. He then backed away from the window to one side, allowing his master to step into view.
"You're not hungry?" Yasaka asked while leaning over the window. Her face was right into his, showing her fully slit golden eyes. "If you can do it then I can as well, husband."
"No… actually, I'm really hungry right now, Yasaka-chan," Kurama assured with a gulp when matching her unwavering and scrutinizing gaze. His pair of golden jewels remained in its natural state as his lust was restrained.
Yasaka blinked several times before smirking deviously. Before he could run off, her nine golden tails manifested and wrapped around her husband before pulling him through the opened window. "Then let's hurry and eat, husband. I want to try a new technique so you will need to keep your energy up. It's a very interesting from what I've learned."
"Wait! Please let me down, Yasaka-chan. I'm not going to run away," Kurama requested, but his wife seemed to be lost in her own world. He sighed as he was being dragged down to one end of the hallway, where several attendants waited.
"The room is ready, Yasaka-hime," one of them said with a bow.
Kurama growled at them. "Damn it, stop teaching her strange things! Why can't she try it on someone else?"
"Are you suggesting that Yasaka-hime should take on more consorts?" The Tengu whispered while the foxy girls giggled.
"Er… no… I didn't say that," Kurama corrected weakly.
"Then beside you, there's no other sacrifice," the old man joked. "But do not fear, Kurama-dono. We will pray for your safe return."
"Noooooooo! Let me go! I don't want to!" Kurama called out while thrashing in his binding as he was taken to his wife's fun dungeon, which was their massive bedroom. She must have forgotten about dinner. She didn't need it, and even if she was famished, she would be full when the night was over.
"Hmmm… I know the little brat is cute and all at this age, but do you mind sharing with me what you're looking at exactly?" Kurama decided to ask while continuing to stare at the small golden-haired child through the heterochromia eyes of its host.
It admitted wholly that the peaceful sleeping expression of the girl was just too darn adorable to simply ignore. Especially when her face was the first thing it saw once the dawn of a new day made itself known by silently creeping into the room from beyond the window's drapes.
"Nothing really… Maybe it is because she looks so much like her… so much like Yasaka-chan," Naruto muttered with all honesty while immersing in the distant memory of the shied golden fox princess he played with. A couple of his fingers gently brushed some of her golden bangs out of her face before caressing her soft cheek slowly, trying to remember the sensation of flesh from another person. Sadly, the coldness and hardness of his fingers and thumb made the little girl shivered and squirmed, forcing him to jerk his hand away.
"Ah, I'm sorry," he uttered without a second thought before letting out a small laugh. He examined his strong and firm hand, seeing beyond the seemingly invincible power that dwelled within. He balled it, allowing chakra to flow slowly through it, returning the warmness before using it touch something so fragile.
Kunou mumbled softly in satisfaction when an external heat source made itself known on her cheeks.
The small approving sound she gave was all that needed to manifest a smile to his face.
"Hmmm… well, so much for keeping your stance on the matter," Kurama said with amusement. "It's a fortunate thing that she took mostly after her mother."
Naruto attempted to roll his eyes at the underlying hint. His son might look like him, but that kind of debate was for another time. He skipped his fingers down the sleeping girl's face to her neck before allowing them to ski across the silky fabric of the red and white miko attire. Those warm fingers ran through her outfit, fixing and realigning wherever they could. Eventually, he placed his palm flatly on her chest, feeling the uniform heartbeat beneath.
"Kunou… Musume, I must apologize," he said with upmost sincerity. With a clearer and calmer mind, he could not find an instant where his wife was unfaithful to him.
As much he wanted to, either out of pride or hubris, the evidence he sought taxingly for in the sea of memories was not there. There was many ups and downs with their relationship, but faithfulness in each other was the only that they truly ever had, and he broke it by suggesting a harem of sort. She, as ruler, could have multiple consorts, yet she'd never even try to form one even after years of failing to produce an heir.
"I believe your mother must be very happy when you were born, and I regretted that I wasn't there to see you grow up," Naruto told the girl. He removed his hand away from her chest and stroked her six golden tails.
He knew that even if Kunou did not resemble his wife in the slightest, he would likely accept her in the end so why prolonging the inevitable. "I might not admit it publicly, Musume, but I am proud that you have this much tails at such a young age. To manifest more than either me and your mother is no easy task. We… I have to train exhaustingly every single day to get my sixth tail."
"Hmmm… I think it's more likely because of her bloodline from what I could understand," Kurama added its opinion when recollecting all that it had learnt about the Youkai. It was interesting knowledge, but there were large amount of unexplainable factors.
But from what Kurama had learn thus far, bloodline and lineage seemed to be played a far greater role in their society and hierarchy than even those stuck up Shinobi clans of the Elemental Nation. It was understandable to the last Bijuu since it had seen much in its thousands years of living. Pureblood was held in extremely high regard as they ensured the continuation of their species. Mix bloods - hybrids - were greatly frowned upon and usually was discarded or be used as a spare. In most cases with powerful and prominent clans like the Kyuubi or Nekomata, their parents were disowned by their elders as an example.
That didn't stop many of youngsters from falling in love and eloped together, however.
Letting out a sigh, Naruto didn't want to debate with the fox on the matter. He removed his hand from his daughter and pulled the blanket over her petite body to keep her warm.
"I will see you later, Musume," Naruto said and smiled at the peaceful face of a sleeping child once more before getting out of bed and headed towards the closed doors. Slowly opening one side of the double doors to gain access into the furnished hallway, he was greeted with a courteous bow from the fox lady.
"Please forgive -
Naruto interrupted her by bridging his lips with an index finger. His other hand closed the door behind him carefully and quietly. One done, he gestured the servant to a spot further several meters away from the door. "You may speak freely now."
"Thank you, Naruto-sama," the fox lady said softly. "Please forgive Kunou-sama. The fault lies in me. In my neglect, I was unable to stop her from entering your room and disturbed your rest."
"Is that so?" Naruto muttered as his mismatched colored eyes sharpened, causing the woman to lower her head deeply. "Yes… I guess it's your fault, so you must be hold accountable for the transgression. Considering you are the princess's caretaker, any form of negligence is punishable by death."
The unemotional last word paralyzed her. She understood the implication of losing sight of the princess for whatever reason. "I have nothing else to say, but as my last request, may I see Kunou-hime before -
"Yes, you may, and many more times from now," Naruto said and chuckled. "Don't be like that. I think Kunou would be very sad if you were to be executed, and a bigger crime would be leaving her side forever," he said with an air of relaxing calmness. A moment filled with silent occurred, causing him to frown. "Well?"
"… Thank you for the pardon, Naruto-sama," the fox lady finally responded.
"I only say I will not execute you… this time. Honesty is a very rare trait, so I suppose I can let this one go, but only if you answer my question truthfully," Naruto said, earning a confirmation in return. "Tell me why did Kunou enter my private chamber in the first place?"
"It's… " The fox lady began hesitantly. She wasn't sure what she should say exactly without offending her new ruler.
She understood that any topic about Yasaka's short coming was off limit around Kurama years ago, and with the way things were heading in the capital, no servants dared to utter a single word. Naruto had made that clearly on many unfortunates yesterday. The infirmaries - in and out of the palace - were filled with screaming patients. Luckily, no one had died thus far, but that could change very quickly.
"Speak normally," Naruto ordered flatly. He let out a sigh as he recalled what he had seen so far with Kunou. If the girl inherited anything from her mother, then it was her overbearing disposition. Along with his hubris, it was a bad combination. He let out another sigh since he didn't want to deal with it. "I will not hold you accountable for the actions of another, even if she is a princess, so speak your mind."
The fox lady nodded and calmed herself. "Ever since Kunou-sama was born, Yasaka-sama has never let her out of her sight for more than a few minutes."
"Huh?" Naruto mumbled and arched a brow. "You're saying Kunou sleeps with her mother every night?"
"Yes. That is correct," the fox lady confirmed with a sigh of relief. She didn't have to explain the reason why since it was a delicate matter.
Naruto narrowed his eyes. "You know that I really hate people omitting important stuffs, thinking it is better for me not to know at all. I should be the only one that determines what is better," he asserted while turning away from the woman and laid his eyes upon the old man standing behind him.
The sentence was directed at Karasu, who remained all humbled.
Naruto returned his sharp gaze back to the woman. "Not only that it's impossible to do something like that, that kind of protective instinct is borderline foolish."
"Please forgive me if I said anything wrong," she answered, "but many of us believed Yasaka is suffering a form of monophobia."
"Monophobia… the fear of being alone…?" Naruto mumbled with confusion. "Huh? I don't understand."
Kurama snickered in the mindscape. "Wow, you're really an oblivious idiot."
"WHAT WAS THAT!?" Naruto roared angrily, causing the woman to flinch. He blinked rapidly before his mind clicked. "I see… I'm sorry for the outburst. Speaking of psychological problem, I have an annoying voice in my head that one shut up when it suppose to. I will have to kick it out one day."
"Nooooooooooo!" was the echo in his mind, making him to rub his temple in discomfort.
"… Naruto… sama, I… ," the fox lady muttered. She had no idea what to say to that. It was an admission of insanity, and no one would follow a leader that was insane.
"It's a joke," Naruto said blankly, causing the woman to sweat drop. He let out a sigh and approached the wide opening along the wall. Placing both his hands on the ledge of the window for support, he stared at the busy bodies in the courtyard. They must have worked through the night. "I suppose that means Kunou has been home schooled ever since she was born."
"… Yes," the fox lady said.
"There is no need to worry, Naruto-dono," Karasu added. "Kunou-hime has given the best education."
Naruto cocked his head to look at the old man before returning his gaze back out the window. "I have no doubt to that. My wife would see to that personally, but even so, Kunou lacked an important thing that every child of her age should have."
"Friends," Karasu said while the fox lady remained silent.
Naruto only gave a nod. "Sorry, Kurama, we're only allowed play with you because of Yasaka-chan," one of the kids had said to him when Yasaka was no longer around. That was an eye opener. Friends - or true friends - were hard to come by. As Kurama, he actually only had one true friend in his childhood, and she became his wife. As Naruto, he could say the same thing, but his relationship with Hinata had never bloomed after their initial infatuation.
Why am I thinking about her? We've decided to take some time off from each other. It's basically mean it's not going to work out. Naruto frowned and gave a light headshake. He left the window's side and passed between the two servants before stopping. "Don't tell me that Kunou usually sneak out of the palace?"
Karasu coughed, trying his best to dodge the question while the fox lady bowed deeply.
"Hah! Aside from having no friends like you, I wonder where she got her rebellious nature," Kurama said in the mindscape.
'Shut it, furball. That doesn't even make any sense,' Naruto snorted mentally.
"Eh? I wasn't talking about a certain knuckle head," Kurama corrected with amusement, "if she did, this fine hallway would be a lot more colorful."
"Right…" Naruto mumbled with a sweat dropped before rubbing his temple in annoyance. He had many other important things on his mind, and he certainly didn't want waste time conversing with the fox on pointless matter. He faced the fox lady. "When my daughter wakes up, tell her to join me for breakfast."
"As you wish, Naruto-sama," the fox lady said with a frown.
"And what with that frown?"
"Perhaps it would be better at lunch, Naruto-dono," Karasu suggested.
Naruto understood the hint immediately. "I see… what's for breakf…" He began, but quickly realized he could order whatever he pleased. If the palace chefs couldn't make it to his liking, they would definitely find someone who can. He didn't say anything further and left the corridor as the Tengu followed him closely behind.
"By the way, where is my mother's portrait? It was not in the room," Naruto asked once he entered a new corridor.
"Apology, Naruto-dono, but Kunou-hime tends to sneak in the room to look over your things. Yasaka-hime had requested me to put those important portraits away to prevent any unwanted damage during her playfulness," Karasu lied.
The real problem was that Shirohime, the white princess of the Nekomata clan, was the older sister of Kurohime, the black princess. In the infesting darkness of the room, the portrait could easily be mistaken for Kurohime.
"Hmm… that is fine," Naruto said. "I want it back where it belongs by the end of today." He paused, thinking to himself. "I also want two more important portraits made by this afternoon."
"Yes, I will see to it personally, Naruto-dono," Karasu acknowledged. Before he could ask who the new portraits were for, two bursts of white smoke erupted to his side. He immediately took a defensive stance, but the two newcomers' appearance, even obscured by fogs, shocked him greatly. "An illusion?"
"No, they are not illusion," Naruto corrected. He saw no need to hide the ability. "I can split myself as many times as I pleased."
The two shadow clones smiled and patted the old man's on the shoulder before each did several hand seals in rapid succession. With another burst of smoke, covering them entirely, allowing them to change their appearance.
Naruto pointed to each of them. "These two are Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki. They are… some of the most important people in my life. I want portraits of them done. See to it."
Karasu was gapping at the displayed ability. "Yes. Immediately, Naruto-dono," he said as he examined the beautiful red-haired woman and the golden-haired man in their early twenty. The young blond was oddly similar to Naruto, who only gave a nod before leaving to have breakfast.
"Okay, who's next? I don't have all day," Naruto said with a yawn while seated on his throne, which was situated at the back of the large chamber. Elaborated seats with specialized and unique design, occupied by various clan leaders or their representatives, aligned on both sides before him, all the way to the opened entrance.
There was a spot of light on the waxed floor as the roof above was still damaged. Some dumbass did that.
Karasu, who was acting as advisor until a more suitable candidate could be found, spoke up after examining the scroll. "The representative from the Underworld, Serafall Leviathan, wished to have an audience."
"She's still trying?" Naruto questioned with a sigh. He had been refusing her all morning, but she keeps coming back for more. "Anyone kept count?"
"Adding from yesterday, it's 8 times. Persistent, isn't she?" The Inugami - Dog God - asked from her seat. She was scratching the arm's rest with her claw.
"That just mean she got nothing better to do with her time," Naruto said as his vassals nodded and chuckled. "I wonder how many more times before she gives up and leave. For now, refuse her to make it nine. I like the number."
Karasu nodded and gave the order to the messenger.
"Pardon me, Naruto-dono," the hunched back Kappa said once the messenger left the room. "Shouldn't we begin the initiation ceremony?"
Naruto eyed the Kappa, who was suggesting severing the connection that Yasaka had to the magical ley lines throughout Kyoto. "No."
"But it would grant you unprecedented power and absolute authority," the Kappa slyly appealed.
Unprecedented power was already at his command, but the idea of having unlimited youki - demonic energy - at his disposal was very tempting. Combining with his seemingly limitless chakra, he could produce even more devastating techniques. Unfortunately, connecting to the ley lines would also prevent him from leaving Kyoto for more than a few hours lest he wanted to destabilize the entire region.
"No," Naruto repeated.
"But, Naruto-dono. Please understand," the Kappa insisted, "while we do not object to the changes in leadership, you are currently only a ruler in name. By successfully going through the initiation ceremony, it would make you an undisputed ruler. No one will ever question your authority."
"Don't sugarcoat it," Naruto snorted. "You mean to say that I'm just a usurper right now?"
Everyone dropped their gaze towards the ground. They would never say something like that, but it was on all their minds. Legitimacy was important in their society. The messenger entered the silence filled chamber and had enough mind to quickly stand quietly to one side.
"No matter what differences I might have with my wife, I will not have a hand in her death, directly or indirectly," Naruto asserted his stance. His booming voice broke the silence. "Nothing has happened to the city yet, so we can safely say for sure that your current ruler is still alive. I do not know exactly what her abductors wanted, but I have some general ideas. For them to capture her with impunity, they must be quite powerful themselves. What do people with powers truly wanted in the end? They will never be contended with what they have; always looking for more at their own perils. I will not deny it. The prospect of having limitless pool of magical energy under my control is very tempting, but you must ask yourself, what would happen to my wife if I take it right now?"
"Yasaka-hime would be useless to whatever plan they may have," Karasu spoke what was on everyone's mind.
"Her power as fully matured Kyuubi is great. That is the truth. However, the majority of her strength comes directly from the ley lines. That was why I would never match her power even if I was able to fully awaken all nine tails," Naruto admitted. His comment got the result he wanted from the expression on their faces. "Understand this. I don't need the ley lines to crush all those that stood before me, whether they are devils, angels or even gods."
Silence returned to the room. That was an extremely bold statement as everyone know Gods were immensely powerful. As powerful as the devil race as a whole, they would never be able to match the power of a God individually. It took four Satan to kill one, giving up their lives in the process. Not only that, the Biblical God they'd fought was greatly weakened after sealing up Trihexa.
Naruto didn't bother to elaborate further as they would see for themselves eventually. Gloating about his strength was pointless. The Kurama part within him would have in order to put others down, but the Naruto part wouldn't even bother with something so petty. He admitted that the only person who would able to fight him equally was Sasuke, and their whole rivalry had become quite pointless for some times. Still, they continue fighting each other every now and then simply to see who was stronger.
"Let us continue as I have a very important appointment at lunch, who is next in line?" Naruto asked while thinking about his daughter.
Karasu nodded and took the small scroll off the messenger. He reread it several times to make sure it was written correct. He spoke up when he realized everyone was staring at him. "A representative of the Kumiho clan wishes to forge an alliance with us, Naruto-dono."
"Forge an alliance?" Naruto raised a brow. "Kumiho…?"
"Kumiho is the Kitsune clan of Korea," Karasu explained. "The Youkai of Korea usually does not associate with any other clans outside their home country due to the ongoing conflict called Clan Wars. Unlike us, where we have certain area where we can exert our power and authority, they desired only one strong leader to lead the entire nation."
"Hmph, that sounds like a very good idea if I say so myself. Why don't we do that?" The huge bold head man with bead necklace asked. "What better way to show your power, Naruto-sama? You just need to crush that upstarting Nura Clan of Tokyo and every region would fall under your jurisdiction."
Chatter began among the group with most agreed that it was a good course of action. Karasu sighed and lay back on his seat without giving his opinion.
Naruto watched them with a frown. He inclined to agree with their point of view. The Youkai were too scattered and disorganized when comparing to the other races like devils and angels. Even with the supernatural races like vampires and werewolves, they only had one true leader.
Unification was one of his plans, or more correctly, it was Kurama's plan. He still remembered talking to his wife about it, but she didn't like the suggestion one bit. It was too ambitious, and they would have to invade other peaceful regions, inciting a costly war among their own kind. Through all his hardships, he understood there was no gain without loss. Such was the way of the Warring Period, and centuries later, the country was united. He wanted to be the person that brought such change. Most of all, it would be his legacy, but his lack of power had prevented him to realize his dream.
Naruto didn't lack power anymore. That dream could be realized in his lifetime. If united, the Youkai would be a force to reckon with. They would not have to bow their head to other race. He bit his lower lip when thinking about the destruction he would have to unleash to achieve his goal. He accepted the bloodshed he must spill so that his race would have a prosperous future, but a part of him wasn't ready to do what was necessary; the idealistic part.
"We are not in any position to start a war, and such thing is not always the answer," Naruto said in a normal tone of voice. It was enough to kill the bickering immediately. "And we were talking about a proposed alliance, not starting a war." He let out a sigh. "Please don't change the subject anymore."
It didn't take more than a couple of seconds for the representative of the Kumiho clan to enter the chamber. The young black-haired girl must have been standing outside, overhearing some of the conversation. Everyone's eyes immediately landed upon her. She was wearing an extremely revealing red outfit that exposed much of her legs and shoulders. Her long hair was flowing around her shoulders, showing its silkiness.
She was exceeding beautiful for her age. As soon as she stopped in the center of the room, her eight white tails wrapped around her body protectively. A couple of floating bluish flames were swirling around her, showing that she was a spirit fox.
"I brought greeting from the Kumiho Clan, Naruto-sama," she said with a light bow. "Thank you for granting me such an audience. I have come in request for your assistant with our conflict, which had escalated beyond our power. If you choose to save us from what would be our end, we will forever be in your debt."
"And what debt would that be?" Naruto asked. He wasn't about to go fight someone else's war as there was already plenty of war fighting at home. Still, out of formality, he wanted to know.
The young girl looked up at the blond and took in a deep breath, mustering all her courage. She knew what was at stake, but it was easier to speak to a male nine tails. At least there was one more thing she could bargain with. "If you help us gain total dominance, we would come to your aid whenever you desired." She kneeled on the floor and lowered her head deeply. "Furthermore, we believed that no link is stronger than that of blood, as such, to show you our sincerity, I am your to do as you pleased."
Everyone immediately looked at their ruler, waiting for his response. The young girl was practically offering herself as his consort, or slave if he wished.
Naruto rubbed his temple and tilted his head. "Return to your clan, Ahri-hime," he said dryly, revealing that he knew her name, much to her surprise. Everyone gasped in shock at the relevation, starring at the kneeling princess, who had to lower herself. "I don't like two faces people. You choose this time to talk to me even though you could have talk to my wife a few days ago. Don't think that I could be manipulated that easily." He formed a smirk. "Understand that as beautiful as you are, such thing will fade with time just like everything eventually does. And even now, my wife is still far more beautiful than you, both in body and spirit."
Chapter Note:
Ahri isn't an original character. She is from League of Legends, and she isn't a heroine if you wanted to know. She's kind of a sub romantic character. Her story will be told in Unification arc if I ever reach that part. This isn't multiple crossovers. I just like to use already predefined characters from other sources instead of making my own one. I'm currently working on An Uzumaki Vacation , so check that out for some lemony goodness ^^V
Next chapter will be dedicated to Kunou's and Naruto's bonding.
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