No matter how many times I saw the world, it truly stayed as beautiful as the first time I saw it.
The Sharingan gave chakra color, could read the muscle movements of others so accurately it was akin to reading the future of a fight, could cast illusions at a glance.
The Byakugan gave the ability to see through illusions and walls alike, to see for miles in any direction, could read the chakra network and coils of others to a degree unmatched by either the Sharingan and Rinnegan alike.
The Rinnegan offered unparalleled abilities through its Seven Paths of enlightenment, through which it could raise the dead, alter reality, change the course of history even. Truly it was worth being labeled the Dojutsu of myth and legends.
Yet, in spite of all of them, the Six Eyes were my favorite, the one that I'd pick every time.
Not because of it's power, for the Rinnegan offered power in spades for those considered worthy.
Not because of it's analyzing prowess, for in truth the Byakugan was capable of matching it in some regards, and the Sharingan in others.
No, what made the Six Eyes worthy in my eyes was how it showed the beauty of the world. Was how it magnified everything in such detail to be perfectly preserved and recalled upon in a moment at my whim.
Where the Sharingan's awakening and its path to power encouraged a disdain, a loathing, of the world and the hell it was, and where the Rinnegan encouraged a form of enlightenment where one took action toward recreating the world in one's image of peace, the Six Eyes did not.
All it encouraged, was to embrace the moment. To live in the moment. To enjoy every second of life, for life is fleeting. Ask out the girl you care about, because she might say yes to a date. Talk to your loved ones. Be silly with your friends. Eat your favorite dessert. For however short life is, it's the memories made of living that matters most, and to die with as few regrets as possible.
The Six Eyes offered enlightenment, and it required no pain. No sorrow. No betrayal. Enlightenment was freely given to those who were willing to see it, for it is a matter of perspective that brings enlightenment. It is offered equally to the richest man as it is the poorest, equally to the most corrupt individual as it is the most pure.
It is life altering, and freeing in the purest sense of the word. To be enlightened, is to be fully in touch with yourself and the world around you. To fully grasp that no matter how terrible or cruel the world and the people in it may be, that equally there is kindness and joy to be found as well.
That no matter your mistakes, your failures, your problems, you can reach enlightenment and find peace at the end, to die satisfied with what little time you may have had. All die with regrets, but to be satisfied despite those regrets was the pinnacle of enlightenment.
"This world is truly beautiful." I whispered.
"He's been staring at our asses for a while now. It's hot, but I almost wanna punch him cause he's just standing there looking at me like I'm a piece of pork in ramen..." "I know, right?! Ugh! At least grab our asses, spank me, grind your cock and bite my neck so everyone can see you've claimed me like an animal! Something!" Naruko and Menma's red flushed faces and whispers to each other, with Naruko gasping quietly at Menma's bluntness.
"You promised you'd wait until I was Chunin before seducing him!" Naruko whispered angrily at Menma, whose red eyes glinted as she smirked.
"Yeah, but it's not my fault if I tease him too much that he has to take me like an animal. I can't say no if he ties my hands behind my back, shoves my panties into my mouth, and takes me like an animal in heat. Kami, he smells fucking delicious. Just imagine his groans as he pins me down and just takes me. No love making, just ravaging me like an utter brute, going at it for hours until I am knocked up and bred, being forced to retire as a mercenary ninja because my man wants me barefoot, naked, and constantly swollen with his kids. I'd even have to get rid of my clothes cause he'd ruin them all just to take me whenever he wants." Menma's face was red, licking her lips as she caught herself drooling.
Naruko whined quietly. "Mean! Now my panties are soaked, and I already promised that I'd be Hokage... but it sounds so hot to be like that too. It's not fair." Naruko pouted, her face red.
Menma's smirk faded as a thoughtful look appeared. "You know, you can be Hokage and still be like that. I mean, it'd be shortest length of time anyone's ever been Hokage, but you could retire right after you've become Hokage, show off that large swollen belly, feeling Shikamaru's babies lazily kick in your belly as you show them all that the Hokage got bent over the Hokage desk and bred like an animal." Menma purred, grinning widely as Naruko's face turned dark red as she bit her lip hard, her eyes shifting to the same red as Menma's for a moment.
"Mean. Stop teasing me. I have to pack for a mission with Kakashi-sensei. I don't have time to change underwear." Naruko whined desperately as Menma sighed as she nodded to signal she'd stop.
"I have to go, Shika. Gotta pack for a couple weeks for a mission with Kakashi-sensei and Team 7. We're taking a bridge builder back to his home." Naruko explained quickly as she looked back at me. I didn't even try to hide my staring, slowly looking up and nodding lazily.
"Sure. Be safe." I said honestly and Naruko nodded gratefully as she left.
"Guess we'll have to do that udon v. ramen contest another time." I mused to Menma, who pouted.
"You don't have to just stare, you know? You can grab me, grope me, take me. It's not like anyone else would stop you. Could stop you, you know?" Menma purred as she wiggled her ass at me, her red eyes narrowed with lust.
I pulled her against me, Menma squeaking as I grabbed her ass to pull her flush against me as she felt me throbb against her as she gave a low moan and a pant, her face flushed.
"I know. But I also know Naruko wants to wait, and I want to respect her wishes. However, that doesn't mean I can't tie you over." I whispered hungrily in her ear, grinding against her in just the right way, using Sticky Fingers as a guide, until Menma bit into my shoulder hard as she muffled her scream as she came several seconds later.
She shuddered, her juices soaking her underwear and her pants for a moment as she trembled in my arms before she relaxed her bite, releasing my shoulder as she panted and gasped for air, dazed.
"I've never came that hard and so fast before. What jutsu was that?" She breathed, ignoring the fact that her soaked underwear and pants rapidly dried in an instant.
"Guess you'll need to wait and find out, won't you?" Menma pouted as she ground her hips back at me, making me inhale sharply as she wiggled against me.
"You try so hard to be good for us. I almost feel bad leaving you this worked up." Menma whispered hungrily. "Guess I'll just have to suck you dry every night after the Chunin Exams to make up for it. Damn, you smell so good." Menma groaned quietly as she took a deep breath, her red eyes dilating.
"Take me to dinner before I change my mind and suck you dry here and now." Menma whispered hungrily as she bit her lip and pulled away from me.
I sighed as I mentally nudged her to the barbecue place, having reserved two seats there. It'd be a change of pace.
Soon. Soon the Chunin Exams would be here, and I can watch Naruko tear the competition apart. Orochimaru wouldn't know what would hit him.
Then I can celebrate by absolutely ravaging these two Uzumaki until we figure out who can't keep up throughout the night. Not that I'd be telling them I'd be cheating using Reverse Cursed Technique to heal myself the whole time. Heh.
Shinobi's gotta keep a few cards to the chest, after all.