Two White Roses Chapter 44, a naruto fanfic

Hey,

Chapter 44. And there is smut so enjoy.

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

"By your command, Mistress." Bowing to her, then she too left, to dispatch the orders.

The night sky was still, much like Sunagakure, three days past since everyone returned to the village. Naruto stood out on the balcony, looking out over the village, a second presence stood next to him.

"A beautiful night." Commented Gaara as he too looked out.

"Yeah." Replied Naruto absentmindedly, a frown forming on his whiskered face.

"Somethings bothering you." Gaara watched as sapphire blue eyes darted to seemingly random locations, but the ex-host knew he found his ANBU guards.

"Leave us." In an instant they were truly alone. A grateful smile showed the other teens gratitude. "What's bothering you."

"This whole thing, that's what." Running his hands frustratedly through his hair. "Why. Why after all this time is she attacking now? And, not to mention that arsehole who attacked you." Chucking his hands up in the air, throwing himself against the banister, as he leaned against the cool metal, he turned his head to look at his friend;

"I really don't know anymore. I've been thinking about this shit for ages. Hinako's been as useful as a chocolate teapot, keeping everything close to her chest. Then, let us not forget the death of Shukaku, Matatabi and Son Gokū!" teal eyes watching passively as his friend angerly rubbed his face with his hands. "Fuck sake!" the Kazekage's lips twitched upwards at the outburst.

"How do you know about the latter two deaths?" the red haired inquired.

"Hinako found out." He muttered as he subconsciously placed a hand on his stomach, "I felt Shukakus death; it felt as though I was punched in the stomach, yet at the same time, it felt as though my stomach dropped through the floor." Sapphire eyes looked at him as though he held the answers. Companionable silence rested between the teens as they each were lost in their own thoughts.

"How many tails did Matatabi and Son Gokū have?" inquired Gaara, as he slouched over the railing.

"Two and four." Supplied the Chūnin, mimicking the others posture.

"Two and four." The Kazekage repeated back, his mind turning over the information. "How did Hinako find out the other two?"

"All Bijū are connected together."

"I assume Hinako is the Kyūbi?" he got a nod from the other. "She's nine and Shukaku was one."

"Where are you going with this, Gaara?" confusion was written all over his face as he looked at the other teen.

"What if he made a mistake with attacking me and killing Shukaku?" all he got was a confused expression in return. "What would happen if he killed all the even numbered tailed beasts, then went to the odd numbered ones. Would you have felt their deaths like you did with Shukaku's?"

"I honestly don't know." Shrugging the blond closed his eyes, after a few moments he reopened them. "The furballs keeping quiet." The comfortable silence returned between them, both deep in thought. A hand rested on the Chūnin's shoulder, teal eyes meeting blue;

"You know that I'll be there for you, Naruto. No matter what, you are my friend and I'll fight alongside you till my dying breath." Gaara gave his friends shoulder a slight squeeze then made his way back into the main building, leaving the other in peace.

Naruto watched as the other teen left, a small smile graced his lips for the briefest of moments before it faded. Releasing a small sigh, Naruto looked outwards watching as dawn broke.

Distant sounds of fighting could be heard throughout the Second Holds Capital City; Fell Beasts dominated the skies raining fire down on any remaining ballista turrets, and any archers that were stationed on the rooftops. Matsuho's soldiers pushed Matatabi's forces further back; fighting raged in the streets, screams of scared civilians could just be heard over the fighting.

The age-old General watched passively from atop the outer city wall, giving a clear view of the rest of the besieged city. A soldier approached her, his armour caked in dirt and other substances.

"We have secured majority of the city. There are pockets of resistance in other areas, however it seems they have divided their remaining forces to protect the Palace and Temple." He reported, standing at attention. "What are your orders General?"

"Bring in the reserve Battalions. I want this battle won in two days." She dismissed the soldier. Turning she looked down at a map of the city, experienced eyes absorbing the layout around both the Palace and Temple. "Contact the Commander of the Second Legion." She commanded, hearing confirmation from somewhere, paying it no attention as her focus was on the map. She didn't have to wait long, as a figure appeared on the opposite side of the table.

"General." The female commander greeted, inclining her head as she did so, helmet tucked under her arm. "What can my Legion do for you?"

"Matatabi's forces have split themselves in half, each half reinforcing the Palace and Temple." The General began, "I want you to split your troops to do the same; the first half will begin their assault on the Palace while the other half assault the Temple. There is only one way to get to both, up through the main promenade, which will no doubt be heavily fortified. I'll have the Fell beasts do several fly overs to reduce any resistance that they will encounter. You'll have reinforcements when the pockets of resistance have been crushed. Until then your troops are on their own. Though I doubt reinforcements will be needed as your Legion has a well-earned reputation of getting results." She finished, a smile gracing her lips.

"And results you shall have General." Proudly stated the Commander as she put on her helmet, then the image dissipated.

'And soon the battle will be won.' She thought as she looked back out over the burning city, hands clasped behind her back.

Konoha Shinobi stood in front of the Sand Siblings, saying their farewells, and declining to stay any longer. A semi awkward silence hung around Gaara and Naruto, as they held each other's gaze. Becoming somewhat uncomfortable Naruto broke the silence;

"Normally I suppose people shake hands and say goodbye, but I'm not really good with that kind of stuff, so I'll just leave it at that." he rambled while scratching his whiskered cheek in embarrassment. It took him a second for him to notice the out stretched hand, for a moment he stared at it, his face mimicking the soft smile on the other teens face. All around the pair ribbons of sand danced around them excitedly; something caught the Chūnin's attention as he looked down, a ribbon of sand swirled around his hand. Feeling his hand being moved by the ribbon, he allowed his hand to be guided to the out stretched one. As the teens shook hands, the grains of sand swirled around lazily.

Slowly they let go of each other's hands, soft smiles still on their faces. And with that they left heading home.

Hinako sat in deep meditation unaware of what was happening outside her cell. For the last couple of days, she meditated trying to commune with the other Bijū, finally she had a response, and now she just had to bide her time.

Within the great throne room, what remained of the cities forces and those of the palace guards stood apprehensively, weapons gripped tightly, as they waited for Matsuho's soldiers to break through the heavily reinforced door that separated them and the enemy. Near the back stood the oldest of Matatabi's children and her Consort, all in armour with weapons at the ready.

The deep sound of the battering ram being slammed into the door filled the room, the methodical slamming put everyone on edge, the tension could be felt throughout the room.

Thud…

The warding on the door began to fail with each hit from the battering ram.

Thud…

The sound of the final hit changed, signalling the collapse of the wards. Now it was only a matter of time before the door itself was gone.

THUD…

"Stand fast. Stand strong. Stand together!" shouted out the head Palace guard, his grip tightening on his sword and shield.

THUD…

The door began to crack and splinter. The plaster on the walls began to crumble off, as the shockwave travelled.

THUD…

Chunks of reinforced door came flying into the room, the head of the battering ram was portionally visible. The sound of bows being drawn back, the shuffling of feet, the stress of leather filled the room. Adrenalin ran high through the rooms occupants as they watched the battering ram being drawn back, before letting it swing forward one last time.

THUD!

What remained of the door was smashed away, sending chunks of splintered wood everywhere.

"FOR THE GREAT LIONESS AND THE ROYAL FAMILY!" again the head guard shouted, swinging his sword in an arc over his head. "CHARGE! And with that all hell broke loose as the two sides clashed together; war cries bounced off the crumbling walls.

The sound of weapons clashing with armour and weapons alike filled the enormous room; soldiers on both sides ducked, weaved, parried, blocked, kicked, bashed and slashed at each other.

The first rays of morning light pierced through the room's tall windows, a long black kimono with white soaring herons embroidered in the fabric, floated across the floor, as the person walked purposefully through the captured palace. Matsuho walked through the large antechamber vaguely acknowledging her soldiers that bowed to her or stood at attention. Finally, she walked into the throne room; bodies scattered about in various states. Ahead were the captured children of Matatabi and their father, all on their knees. She stopped in front of the Bijū's mate, a small smile on her elegant lips;

"My Lord Consort, it's been a while since we last met." She said conversationally, idly playing with something in her hand. Then she turned her attention to the older children, "Look at you, all grown up and fighting battles. Time does fly." Chuckling to herself she once again turned to the Lord Consort;

"Now, where are the young prince and princess?" defiant eyes locked onto hers.

"You'll never find them. They're safe from you!" he spat out, wincing as his assigned guard smacked him across the back of the head, for speaking to her Mistress in such a way.

"Oh Lord Consort, you wound me with your words." Said Matsuho dramatically, a slender hand resting over her heart. An exaggerated sigh left her pouting lips, but the pout was replaced with a gleeful smile, her eyes shone brightly as she threw what she was holding at him.

The royal family all looked at the two pieces of jewellery in different states of shock and denial. The purple dragons' eyes shone in twisted glee, at the state she'd thrown the family in.

"I'm told that your son, tried to protect his sister. But his attempt, though admirable was ultimately futile." She said as she watched the despair and pain take hold of them. "They both stood accepting their fates. They died quickly and as painlessly. They showed foolish bravery until the very end. And this small mercy, is what I'll give you." Taking her eyes of the four kneeling prisoners, she gave her troops a nod, watching as their blades were raised then swung down cleanly and efficiently decapitating them. Once that was done Matsuho crouched down and removed a pendent from the consorts' body, faintly pulsing with Matatabi's chakra. Taking the pendent she left the room, heading for the temple.

Twenty minutes passed before she reached the temples steps, a smile on her face as she began to climb the many steps, soldiers like in the palace stopped and acknowledged her. Reaching the summit, she entered the vast room walking purposely towards the alter that stood proudly in front of a large basin of roaring bright blue flames. She felt Matatabi's power emanating from both the small pendent and the basin of flames.

Laying the pendent down on the alter she began to preform her ritual, power radiated from her as the ritual progressed; speaking in an old dialect, her hands moving in intricate patterns. All soldiers stopped what they were doing and observed her. A wind began to pick up from nowhere as it blew through the building, picking up in strength along with Matsuho's power. In moments the wind turned into a gust; the fires inside the basins and free-standing torches danced excitedly.

The Roaring blue flames grew three times in size, taking on the appearance of the Bijū it belonged to. Unfazed by the events Matsuho continued, her hands glowing an ethereal green, the pendent slowly rose off the alter as wisps of green chakra swirled around it; the sapphire blue gem began to glow brightly. The casing started to dissolve leaving only the gem, for a moment it hung in the air shining like a star, then it faded revealing the green suppressing the blue until the whole gem was engulfed in green.

Slowly it fell back down, a casing materialising around it until it finally rested on the alter. The gust of wind dissipated instantly, leaving the temple calm once again. Slender hands picked up the piece of jewellery, examining it finding no trace of the former owners' chakra, it now only radiated hers.

The large flaming lioness gave a mighty roar, tendrils of blue flames lashed out like whips, striking everyone in the temple, Matsuho protected herself but her troops were instantly turned to smouldering piles of ash. Jumping away from the attacking Bijū, quickly raising a barrier around the temple to stop anyone getting in or out. Sliding the pendant into the folds of her kimono, she readied herself for the fight that was to come.

Another roar echoed off the polished granite floors and walls, the flaming lioness morphed into a humanoid representation of Matatabi. A standoff followed as each demon sized the other up, both extruding power. After what seemed like an age they attacked each other, torrents of green and blue flames collided together; Matsuho's clothes and hair were sent flying backwards from the sheer power of the attacks. For some time, they were evenly matched, neither one having the clear advantage, but soon that started to change, as the ethereal green flames slowly pushed back the others attack inch by inch. Faster and faster the Bijū's attack lost ground until all that separated her, and death was a mere two inches of blue flames.

Closing her eyes Matatabi centred herself, a single tear ran down her cheek as she disengaged her attack, allowing the green flames to engulf her.

'At least I can be with my loved ones, once again.'

Stopping her attack, Matsuho felt the last of Matatabi's charka disappear, leaving only her. Soulless eye swept over her surrounding, eyes locking on to her general and soldiers that stood outside the barrier. With a mere thought said barrier collapsed, allowing those on the other side entry, she was approached by her general;

"Are you alright, Mistress?" she asked with a concerned tone.

"I am fine, General." The demon replied, inclining her head ever so slightly, acknowledging the others concern. Turning slightly so that she was standing parallel with the basin that once held Matatabi's charka, she flicked her hand at it and in that instance, it came to life with ethereal green flames. Once that was done she turned to face the old woman. "See to it that all those that died are treated according to the ancient customs and beliefs." She instructed, getting a nod in understanding, satisfied she left.

Four Konoha Shinobi walked through the tall arch that embraced the village main gates.

"We should report into the hospital first, before going to see the Hokage." Stated Kakashi, mainly looking at the blond, knowing he would rather skip both and head for Raman.

"I don't need to go to the hospital, and I certainly don't need to see Baa-chan." Whined the teen, as he crossed his arms looking defiantly at his sensei. "I've been without the food of the Gods for over a week!" completely unaware of his steadily angering pink haired friend. "Also, I haven't seen Kiba for well over a week, and I want to get home." Silence hung between the four of them; a slight blush ran up Sakura's neck, Guy's face split into a massive grin and Kakashi eyebrow rose in amusement. "I didn't mean that!" the teen cried as he threw his hands up in the air, having enough of his dirty minded colleagues he left them, making his way home.

"Well then, I'll just tell my Master, that you think you're above having to report in, and getting a medical check. I'm sure she won't have any problems, retrieving you herself regardless where you are or what state of dress your in." sweetly stated the medic examining her nails, smirking slightly at the frozen form of her teammate.

"She will hunt you down." Voiced Kakashi enjoying this too much, "I'm speaking from personal experience."

"Right." Naruto said, as he tried to keep the fear from manifesting, "Hospital first was it Kaka-sensei? Then reporting to Baa-chan?" he asked rhetorically, making a beeline towards the Hospital.

"A job well done." Commended Tsunade as she looked at the four Shinobi before her. "Sakura, Naruto you are both dismissed, you have a couple of days to recuperate." Amber eyes tracked the pair leaving, once they were gone she returned her attention to the Jōnin in front of her.

"So, the Biju are being targeted." Fingers lacing together, resting her chin on them. "Has Naruto said anything about why they are being targeted?"

"No. Only that three of the nine are gone." Informed Kakashi, "From what the demon said, it seems the Kyūbi is being left for Matsuho to deal with."

"They'll eventually turn their attention onto him, and in turn the Fire nation." She could feel a headache starting. "The council will want him grounded and under twenty-four hours surveillance. Tch, why isn't anything simple with that boy?" grumbled the Sannin, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"I don't need to say how well that'll go down with him." Supplied the Jōnin, images of the outcome of that decision would look like. "You know as well as I do, Naruto isn't going to take it lying down. He's going to fight back to the point where, Kami forbid, abandons the village."

"Do you really think Naruto-kun would go that far?" asked Guy looking at the other adults.

"Wouldn't you, if you were in his shoes." Rhetorically asked Tsunade as she looked out the window overlooking the village. "For now, he'll continue as he has been, however I'll ask Yamato and Bear to keep an eye on him for the time being, while he's in the village."

"I'm home!" called out Naruto as he stepped over the threshold, kicking off his sandals and dumping his backpack next to them. Silence answered him, forgotten sadness crept up through his chest, but quickly smothering it. Gathering that both Akamaru and Kiba were out he made his way into the lounge, throwing himself onto the couch then chucking an arm over his eyes.

Akamaru and Kiba both returned from the vets, as they approached the apartment door, a scent caught their attention. Both beast and teen breathed in the scent; the scent that only belonged to one person: Naruto.

"It seems Naruto is finally home." He said as he opened the door, Akamaru pushing passed him and bounding into the lounge. Just as the latch clicked into place a loud shout of surprise filled the apartment, chuckling to himself as he made his way to where all the commotion was coming from. Entering the room, he found Akamaru pinning his mate to the floor, licking him enthusiastically; the pinned teen was laughing as he tried to get the Ninken to stop licking his face.

"Akamaru…stop." Laughed out the teen, finally being able to get out from underneath the giant dog. "Yeah, I'm happy to see you too." Affectionately scratching him behind his ears. Sapphire eyes moved from the overgrown puppy to the one he missed. "Hey." Giving him a soft smile.

"Hey." Walking into the room stopping a mere meter away, the two looked at each other. "You may want to wash your face, unless you're going to keep Akamaru's saliva." He joked as he watched the other teen franticly wipe his face with his jacket sleeve.

"Yeah, that's a good idea, dog-breath." He snipped back as he walked pass, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm holding him still.

"What's that on your neck." Asked Kiba, his voice getting tight as he began to examine the faint scar. Slitted eyes took in the mark, his free hand traced the scar all the way round. "Who did this to you?" an animalistic growl resonated within the brunette's chest.

"I'm fine, Kiba." Naruto said calmly, as he put a hand on the others cheek, absentmindedly stroking his tattooed cheek with his thumb. For a few moments the two stared at each other, leaning up, Naruto gave the other a gentle kiss on his other cheek. "I promise you, I'm fine."

Kiba lent into the warm hand, kissing the palm, his anger slowly dissipating, nodding his head in understanding. "Tell me about your mission over dinner tonight."

"Ramen?" this got a chuckle from the older teen.

"Yeah, Ramen." He finished as he lent in and gave the other a kiss on the lips.

A body was thrown up against the closed door, another body pressing against it; hands franticly running through each other's hair, grasping handful of spikey locks, refusing to let the other go, as they passionately kissed. Tongues plunged into the others mouth, remapping familiar territory, barely breaking long enough for air. One of them let out a deep moan as the other slid a leg in-between the other's, rubbing the hard length slowly.

"Don't you fucking dare stop." Breathed out Naruto, pressing into the leg to get more delicious friction. His breath hitching as felt his mates' teeth scraping against his neck, while another hand moved sensually down his torso drawing the zip along with it. As the jacket came undone he felt Kiba's fingers slip under the mesh shirt, teasing the toned stomach, feeling it ripple. "You're wearing far too many clothes." Again, his breath hitched as the warm hand tweaked his nipples. Having enough of the foreplay, the dishevelled teen pushed the other back. Kiba opened his mouth to ask what's wrong, but he couldn't utter a word before his was captured by the other boys'.

Getting the message, both start to undress the other, clothes being thrown haphazardly all over the entrance hall and into their shared bedroom. Hands ran over each other's toned torsos, Kiba's legs knocking into the bed, a second later he was pushed onto it, bouncing a couple of times before his chest was assaulted with lips and teeth. The older Chūnin closed his eyes revelling in the sensations of the staccato bites then the soothing of gentle kisses over each one. Further and further down the blond went making sure every inch of his lovers' body was given attention. Reaching the top of the black trousers, deep sapphire eyes locked onto equally dark brown eyes; not breaking eye contact, Naruto, nipped and kissed along the others waist, while his daft fingers seductively opening the article of clothing up.

Chocolate coloured eyes stared fixatedly, as the waist of both his trousers and boxers were painstakingly lowered. Each newly exposed piece of skin received a bite and kiss, raising his hips to allow the articles of clothing to be pulled away. A relieved groan escaped the brunettes' mouth as his straining erection sprung free from its tight confines. Leaning up on his elbows, he watched his lustful mate discarded what remaining clothes he had on, then proceeded to saddle him.

"I've missed this." Whispered the horny blond, as he bit at the other teens neck.

"We've only been apart for over a week." Breathily chuckled Kiba, pushing the boys head closer to his neck.

"Yeah, what's your point." He retorted, giving a rather sharp bite, smirking wickedly at the half-grunted moan.

"You're insatiable."

"That's why you love me."

"No, you're a tease."

"Well in that case, I guess we shouldn't continue." He said as he got off his mate, then proceeded to collect his scattered clothing. Trying not to let the smirk that threatened to explode over his whiskered face, as he reached the bedroom door, a feral growl resonated loudly from the bed, in an instance he was spun around then slammed against the door. The rough treatment was setting his body aflame, trapped between his extremely horny boyfriend and the coolness of the wooden door, he let slip a wanton moan.

"You're not going anywhere Uzumaki Naruto." Growled out Kiba, teasingly rubbing himself up against the other boys' hardness. "You want to tease then fine, two can play that game." Gripping hold of the boy's waist, he lifted him up, feeling strong legs and arms lock around him as he made his way to the bed; reaching the bed, he crawled up until the Jinchūriki was level with the pillows, untangling the teens arms from around his neck, forcefully pinning them. While they struggled half heartily against each other, Kiba reached into the bedside table withdrawing a long piece of orange fabric, and a rich navy-blue blindfold. Naruto stopped struggling, stiffing ever so slightly at the sight of the items. Kiba felt his mate stiffen, worrying his bottom lip;

"I thought we could try something different." He said as he looked the stiff teen in the eye. "If you don't want to, then that's fine, I can put them away and not mention it again." Focused sapphire eyes met his coffee coloured ones. "I'm not going to force you to do anything you're not comfortable with. I want you to enjoy it just as much as I will." He finished, not daring to break eye contact, hoping his boyfriend could see his sincerity, as he did he relinquish his grip on the others pinned wrist.

"I…" Naruto started, but couldn't continue his sentence, looking uncomfortable.

"It's fine, love." Whispered Kiba, as he lent down and gave the boy a sweet kiss on the lips, chucking the items off the bed. "That can wait until you're ready." Smiling reassuringly, they sent the next several minutes lazily kissing each other, pressing close together hands idly wandering over the plains of bare skin. "Do you want to continue?"

"You better." Growled out Naruto, as he rubbed himself against the other, "Now, are you going to fuck me or am I gonna have to find someone who would?" challenged the teen, a shiver ran up his body at the possessive growl that came from the other boy.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you good and hard." Emphasising each word with a roll of his hips, "And you're not allowed to cum until I say so." With that, he gripped the toned legs that still were wrapped around him, bending the blond in half exposing the tight ring of muscle. Not giving his mate a chance to protest, he slowly licked up the boys' arse crack, pressing the pad of his tongue onto the quivering hole then moved upwards to his balls. He did this a few times, then took each testicle in his mouth in turn sucking on it as he slowly released it. Dark hazel eyes glance up, seeing his mate biting his bottom lip, eyes scrunched closed, his knuckles white as he gripped the pillows.

Allowing the testicle to slip out of his mouth with a wet pop, he went back to lazily pressing his tongue against the boys rippling hole. His sharp hearing picked up the muffled gasps of pleasure, wanting to get hear them move clearly, he started to tongue fuck the boy, pushing pass the resistant muscle. A rather loud muffled moan escaped the blond unable to keep the smirk that grew on occupied mouth, he repeated.

Feeling the tight muscle give way somewhat he sneakily slid a finger alongside his tongue, gently easing it in. After a minute or two, his finger received minimal resistance hooking his finger, he found the magic spot.

"Fucking hell!" moaned out Naruto as his special button was relentlessly massaged. Withdrawing his tongue, the exile slipped in a second digit joining the first one. "Kiba." Came a whine from his mate, "I'm not going to last if you keep that up." Lust blown eyes locking onto to his own.

"What do you want then?" conversationally asked the older teen, as he forcefully pushed against the others prostrate, gripping his own dick tightly to stop him shooting early at the loud wanton moan that followed.

"You." Naruto breathed out, barely able to think. "Now, hurry the fuck up!" pushing back until his lovers' fingers were buried in him. Knowing neither were going to last much longer, Kiba reached over to the night stand taking out a bottle of lube; hastily smearing the cool liquid on his throbbing member, adding some to the stretched hole; withdrawing his fingers, he positioned himself at his lovers twitching opening, resting his dick. "I swear, Kiba I'll find someone else who will…" Naruto's head flung backwards, his back arching as his mate's hips snapped forward, filling him in one go. Finally, they were one; neither moved as they both fought down the need to cum.

Kiba lent down giving the boy a dirty kiss, which Naruto returned pressing his arse back giving the signal 'fucking get on with it', he did just that, slowly he pulled out only leaving the head in, then snapping his hips forwards, earning a half-bitten moan. Resolve snapping, he set a frantic pace.

The darken room filled with the sound of slapping skin, grunts and moans, sweat glistening off their bodies from what moonlight came through the venetian blinds. Breathing mingling together, hands clawing at each other.

"Kiba." Moaned out Naruto, as he ran his clammy fingers through the dark damp locks. "I can't hold on for much longer." Biting his lip for the umpteenth time to subdue an embarrassing moan. Strong arms wrapped around him, filling himself being pulled up until he was sitting in Kiba's lap. The thrusting stopped for a moment, rich blue eyes gazed at hazel coloured ones, bridging the small gap between them they kissed, tongues dancing, hands roaming. Naruto gasped as a hand wrapped itself around his throbbing dick, and began to stroke it, playing with the head, the repeated getting ever faster. The heat in his belly coiled tighter, burying his flush covered face into the sweat coated neck, pressing the other body closer, finally, the coil snapped.

Twilight settled over Konoha, a cool breeze drifted through the latched window of the pair's apartment. Crimson eyes snapped open, looking indifferently at the teen that was snuggling against her. With great skill she extracted herself from the embrace and proceeded to get changed. After a couple of minutes, she was dressed, she then slipped out of the room and the apartment altogether. Stealthily making her way out of the apartment complex, she slipped into the shadows. Sticking to the shadows, she moved through the still alleyways, pausing briefly as she hid from an ANBU patrol; seeing the coast was clear she continued.

"Yamato-Senpai." Whispered Bear as he pointed at the blond emerging from his apartment complex. Both ANBU watched as the teen seemed to look around; breath caught in their throats as they noticed his eyes.

"Has the Kyūbi taken hold of him." Asked Bear, as he subconsciously gripped the handle of his weapon.

"It seems like it, but what is he doing?" both followed the possessed teen at a safe distance, finally they reached the village wall, both watching the Jinchūriki give a final look around before crouching down then launching himself in the air, sailing over the wall and into the forest below.

Thinking fast, Yamato threw a tracing seed at the possessed boy, managing to get it to land in the teens pocket, before he was over the wall and gone for good.

"We better report this to Lady Hokage." Informed Bear, getting a nod from his companion they left for the Hokage building.

A fist was slammed down on a desk causing a cup of sake to topple over.

"He did what!" demanded Tsunade as she stared hard at the two subordinates before her.

"He left the village." Repeated Yamato, back ramrod straight. "It appeared as though the Kyūbi was in control of his body."

"I want you to bring him back!" ordered the Fifth, "If he refuses, you are authorised to use force!"

"Hai!" with that they left to track the wayward teen.

Hammering of a fist against the door, pulled Kiba out of his peaceful slumber;

"Alright, alright I'm coming." He grouchily said as he got out of bed semi dressing himself. The continual knocking was really starting to get on his nerves, Akamaru was growling at the door;

"What the hell do you…" he said angerly as he opened the door, the rest of his sentence died on his lips as he stood face to face with Tsunade. "Hokage-sama, what…He's done it again, hasn't he?"

"From your reaction I take it he didn't say anything to you last night?" she asked ignoring him dressed in a t-shirt and boxers, her eyes did linger on the numerous red bite marks on his neck.

"No. We went out for dinner then spent the night here." He replied noticing her gaze flicker to the love bites all over his neck.

"I can see that." She joked slightly, enjoying his face turning red, then turning serious. "If you do remember anything, I need you to tell me. The whole situation is volatile now, and him pulling stunts like this isn't helping."

"What will you do when he comes back?" he inquired, watching his leader crack her knuckles.

"He'd better have a bloody good reason for taking off like that, and if I don't find it satisfactory, then I'll bust his arse back down to the academy and make him clean the Hokage monument with a toothbrush."

The sun was beginning to set over the land, Hinako dropped down to the floor, then proceeded to walk the rest of her way to her destination.

"It hasn't changed a bit." She muttered to herself as she looked around the swamp, the sound of different animals filled the air. Two very faint chakra signatures filled her senses;

"I know you're there." Nothing happened, then two shinobi appeared in front of her.

"Captain Yamato and Bear. What a wonderful surprise." Her eyes looking between the two, casually leaning back against a dead tree trunk. "What brings you two here?" now idly spinning a kunai with her finger.

"We're here to bring you back, Kyūbi." Stated Bear as he drew his own weapon, "By force if needs be."

"Really?" her eyes hardening, weapon grasped firmly, "Do you think you'll be able to subdue me?"

"If we have too." Said Yamato, readying himself to fight.

"Can we be of assistance, Hinako-Sama?" came a new voice, as several masked warriors surrounded the shinobi.

"It's been a long time, Rishimasa." She said to the new comer. "Are the others here?"

"Yes, My Lady, they are now waiting for you." Turning to look at the two Konoha shinobi. "What would you like us to do with them?"

"Let them accompany me to the meeting. I'm already going to get an earful from my host when he wakes up over this, I don't need to endure more because I killed two of his people." Finished the Bijū, turning her attention on the two ANBU;

"You'll be accompanying me to this meeting." Crimson eyes pinning them where they stood. "You'll follow the rules and customs while you are here. If you break those rules, then these lovely people will kill you. Is that understood?" getting nods from the pair, they all left, heading to the meeting place.

Half an hour later they arrived at a large entrance to a cave, were more of the masked soldiers stood, all bowing as Hinako walked passed. Yamato and Bear walked a couple of steps behind the Jinchūriki, filing away every detail; Hinako and Rishimasa were conversing in a different language. A few more minutes they reached a massive pillared room, glowing blue crystals hung down from the ceiling, basins and free-standing torches ablaze with fire giving ample lighting to another wise damp dark room. In the centre of the room was a large dimly glowing crystal, that was surrounded by cushions. Standing not that far away were the other Jinchūriki, all five of them. Both ANBU noticed the other ninja that seemed to accompany them. Tension seemed to increase tenfold with their arrival.

"Rishimasa, have Captain Yamato and Bear read what is expected of them. I assume the host escorts have done the same?"

"They have."

"Good." With that she left them and began to walk over to the other hosts. "Shall we get on with this meeting?" she said as she indicated towards the cushions. All of them made their way over to the cushions, in front of each cushion was a symbol corresponding with the number of tails they each had. Once everyone was sitting comfortably, they all closed their eyes, resting a hand on the smooth face of the crystal. The Crystal itself glowed brightly, dispersing any shadows that remained in the large room.

Azure eyes opened blinking several times, Naruto looked around the room noticing he wasn't in bed with his man.

"What have you done now, Furball." He groaned out, looking at the others. "And better yet, where the hell am I, and who are all these people?"

"Show me some respect you brat!" snapped back Hinako, as the two engaged in a staring contest. "These are the other Jinchūriki and their Bijū."

"I won't show you any respect, you oversize furball! Didn't you think to ask me: Hey, I'm going to get all the Bijū hosts together, so we can talk." He ranted, ignoring the amusement of the others, Hinako however wasn't. "Then I would have gone: Sure, why not, I'll just inform Tsunade-baachan…" instantly he stiffened as he said the Hokage's name. "Kuso!" he shouted, terror building rapidly inside of him. "I'm soo dead! I'm going to be in the hospital for ages! And then there's Sakura-chan!" his terror doubled, "All because you kidnapped me!"

"I thought…" the irate teen cut her off;

"No! You can't think!" he began, "Every time you find yourself thinking, you should think I don't know how to think! Therefore, whatever I'm thinking must be wrong!" snickers filled the room, as they all watched the young teen chewing out the mighty Kyūbi.

"Don't you talk to me about not thinking, Uzumaki Naruto!" bringing her face closer to her host, white teeth showing, "I obviously don't need to remind you of all the hair brained and half-cocked stunts you've pulled over the years!"

"Hmp. They worked in the end!" he said stubbornly.

"Only because of your ridicules amounts of luck and annoying stubbornness, that's saved your arse!"

"If you two are finished." Came Gyūkis' voice, making both host and demon look at him with mirroring expressions.

"Fine." Huffed out Hinako her annoyance staying with her at all the snickers coming from the others. Naruto turned his back to her, crossing his arms and pouting. Taking a deep breath, then slowly releasing it, Hinako started the meeting;

"I'm sure all of you are aware of what happened sometime last week?" murmurs of confirmation answered her, "Shukaku, Matatabi and Son Gokū are dead. Killed by the Right Hand of The Purple Dragon."

"Err…Hi." Hesitantly started Fū, getting everyone's attention. "How can a Tailed-beast be killed?"

"We are pure chakra." Stated Kokuō, in a calm voice, "To do so, would require ancient knowledge that was believed lost. The only way to kill us is to reverse how we came to be." She finished, the majority of the Jinchūriki's understood however, Naruto and Fū looked confused; Hinako gave an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose;

"Basically, if you know how we were made, then in theory you can reverse or cancel it all together." Understanding lit up both hosts faces.

"It's more than theory, if Matsuho's lapdog is killing off you lot." Her host said, looking at her as though she was the stupid one.

As the Jinchūriki sat around the glowing crystal, those they came with sat around in silence, no one was interacting with each other.

Rishimasa walked in with a large tray of refreshments, placing it on a bench nearby;

"Please help yourselves." Gesturing to the tray, finding it amusing that no one moved, "We are bound by the same rules as you are; if not more." Shaking his head as he chuckled to himself, grabbing something that looked like a cake of some kind and a cup of smoking liquid.

Yamato looked at Bear, both shrugging their shoulders and approached the refreshment tray, all eyes were on them. Cautiously they picked up the cake, the light pastry flaking away. Yamato hesitantly gave it a sniff, all he could detect was the butter and blueberries; everyone watched as he took a tentative bite.

"That's really good." Complemented the wood user, as he catches a crumbling piece of the dairy.

"They are sticky on the fingers, but no less delicious." Said Rishimasa, licking his own fingers. "Chef never makes enough, I had to fight everyone else off with a stick."

"Rishimasa-san is that the alcoholic drink, which is originally black?" inquired Bear as he looked at the liquid.

"How do you know that particular drink?"

"One of our shinobi kept up with the Kyūbi in a drinking game. I believe it was the challenging shot."

"Did they accept?!" excitement shone in the demon's eyes.

"Akimichi-san did."

"And, are they still alive?!" this put them on edge hearing that. "Sorry. Lady Hinako's drinking games are legendary, if she got that booze out and Akimichi-san survived then that is very impressive." As they were talking all the other escort guards took a pastry and a drink.

"What's the drink anyway, it smells a bit like lavender." Commented one of the Kirigakure ANBU.

"A combination of different berries." Bringing his cup up to his lips to hide the smirk playing on his lips. "Ohh and a splash of cyanide." Laughter bubbled up in his chest, as all those who took a sip of the drink spat it out. Mischievous laughter bounced off the walls; the demon clutching his side, tears rolling down his cheeks. No one looked impressed.

"I'm sorry." Getting his giddiness under some control, "I couldn't resist saying it. Ohh, you should've seen your faces." Sporadic bouts of laughter followed suit, wiping the tears of joy away.

"Then what do you want us to do about it, Hinako?" asked Gyūkis, having a feeling what she was going to say.

"Put an end to Matsuho once and for all."

"Why should we risk our lives for these humans? It was their Sage of Six Paths that stopped us from returning home, after countless years sealed away, by your own hand."

"She's our responsibility."

"No. She's your responsibility. You failed to destroy her when you had the chance!"

"You know fine damn well what would've happen if I did!"

"That changes nothing!"

"It changes everything!"

"Gyūkis, Hinako is correct." Chimed in Saiken, "There's a reason why Matsuho was given the right of Ten."

"What's the Right of Ten?" asked Han, sitting cross legged on top of his Tailed beast.

"The right of Ten was an honour bestowed upon Matsuho, as she was just as powerful and influential as anyone of us." Stated Isobu, "Before she became what she's today; she was kind with a heart of pure light, also the High Priestess of the old gods, beautiful and powerful. For centuries she remained neutral from the countless conflicts between the tribes, offering shelter and protection for those who wanted nothing to do with them. We were soo young back then, taking on the mantle of our tribes, and so we waged war against each other. For decades we fought, growing in power, consuming everything in our path until all that remained was us and Matsuho." Taking a deep breath, he continued. "By that time, we'd fallen so far, abandoning our roots and traditions for power, ignoring the imbalance that was caused within the world. To rectify our own ignorance, a ritual was performed causing each of us to give back some of the power we forcefully took from the land and return it. Even with that, there was still an imbalance, so Matsuho was asked to be the one to restore balance. Grudgingly she accepted, seeing it was the only way, or war would once again rage and this time, it would mean the end of everything. So, ten holds were created; all the land we conquered were ours, and the land and people that Matsuho protected were under her care. I don't know what caused such a twisted change in her, but now the Matsuho we knew from back then is dead." Silence hung over them, absorbing the information.

"Hey Hinako, when we were in Baa-chan's office that day; You said all of you were fighting against her and her army in the shinobi world." Turning to his charge, "If you can't kill her then what was you doing?" confusion written all over his whiskered face.

"We were going to kill her and have her replaced with someone we could all agree on, and if that failed then her lands were going to be divided between the other holds." She replied, "The founding of the ten holds happened millennia's before you humans found us."

"Who gave her the title of 'Mistress of Evil'? catching the pointed look he was receiving from her. "Us."

"Yes. You humans a scared of what you don't understand. They were terrified of the powers she wielded, due to her being a High Priestess of the old gods. Her understanding of life is beyond any of our comprehension."

"Then it is your responsibility to take care of her." He said looking at the other Bijū, "When she waged war against both us and you, you fought against her because she was one of you."

"I have no desire to wage war again. I would rather return home and be among my own kind." Said Saiken, the others agreeing with him.

"So, you'll do nothing? Apathy is death. Worse than death, at least a corpse feeds the animals." Snapped Hinako. "You'll see this world burn, consumed by darkness, as long as it doesn't affect you. We'll I'm sorry to burst your bubbles but this does affect everyone and it's our duty to finish what we started all those years ago!"

"Hinako." Came Naruto's quiet voice, "If they don't want to get involved then leave them. I just hoped they would help due to us being similar."

"And how are we similar?" asked Yagura

"We've all been subjected to the same pain that comes with being contained against our will." Raw emotion creeping into his voice.

"How are you contained?" snapped back Saiken.

"We have to live through all the pain and hardship that comes with being a Jinchūriki. Treated worse than dirt, all anyone ever see when they look at you, is a monster." A bittersweet smile rose across the boy's lips. "I'm lucky I have my precious people, and someone who loves me for me, not for what I contain. I would fight that bitch with everything I have, that's my ninja way Dattebayo!"

"You are a strange one, Uzumaki Naruto." Came Kokuō soft voice, "I would rather return home to my forest, but if the Right Hand is coming after myself and Han then I'll fight, but only then."

"Same as I." said Isobu, six-tails nodding in agreement with him. "What of you Gyūkis, Hinako?"

"I'll fight alongside Killer B, if Matsuho's agent attacks, but that is as far as I'll go for these humans," Gyūkis looked at the nine-tails, "What of you Hinako?"

"I'll fight with him, he's my kit after all." Giving him a smirk, receiving a beaming smile.

"Going soft in your old age?" cheekily said Naruto, "And here I thought you was permanently angry because you weren't getting any." Choked laughter filtered through the room, crimson eyes hardening.

"Me not getting any?" she replied in a sweet voice. "I hope you are aware that I can make it that your libido is none existent, then you'll know what sexual frustration is." A twisted smile matching her words. "Or better yet, I can make you into a doll."

"Now now, no need to do anything hasty." Sweat rolling down the back of his neck, "Anyway, can we leave?"

Bright blue eyes fluttered open, taking in the massive room; as he took the room in he noticed Yamato and Bear not that far away.

"Captain Yamato, Bear-san what are you doing here?" stretching his stiff body.

"We were sent to bring you back to the village." Informed Bear, as he walked over to the teen, a pair of chakra suppression handcuffs in hand. "By force if necessary." Motioning to the teen to raise his hands.

"Captain Yamato?" a small flicker of fear flashed through his Azure eyes, as he looked at the other man.

"I'm sorry Naruto, Hokage-Sama's orders." He replied impassively, flinching as two cold steel blades rested against his neck, Bear had several masked demons with their weapons pointing at him.

"I don't think so." Came Rishimasa's hard voice, as he stood in front of the teen. "You dare, and we are well within our rights to kill you were you stand."

"Stand down." Ordered Hinako as she circumvented the younger demon, "I'm the one who caused this mess." Slitted eyes watched as the masked demons stood down, but their weapons still in hand. The ANBU watched as Kyūbi stood in front of him, hands raised signalling for him to cuff her. The click of the handcuffs sealing shut.

"Until we meet again." She said, as she was escorted over to Yamato. "Now, shall we head back to the village?" looking at the two men, getting nods she grabbed Yamato then the ANBU swiftly disappearing on the spot.

Tsunade sat hunched over her desk, reading several reports, the words not sinking in. A subtle quiver disrupted the air catching her attention and that of her ANBU guards, the quiver began to grow in strength and distort the air around it. The air around the distortion grew, the edges around it pulsated, until it seemed to stop expanding. The ANBU appeared in the room weapons drawn; in the centre a warped image of a large pillared room could be seen, then it vanished. In its place stood Yamato and Bear;

"It's good to see that I'm not completely out of practice." Came a familiar voice, "You may want to check you still have all your body parts." Hinako advised as she walked around the pair, handing Bear back his handcuffs, looking at the Hokage. "Before you scold my host, know that he had nothing to do with this. I had something important to do, which couldn't wait. I'll take responsibility for my actions."

"You do realise how delicate the situation is concerning Naruto." The Fifth said looking the possessed teen in the eye. "There are still many who would see him confined and used as a weapon, I don't want that to happen."

"I won't be used by you humans." A flare of demonic chakra accompanied the sentence, "If you try, I will destroy everything. What this village faced sixteen years ago, is nothing compared what I can truly unleash."

"Is that a threat?" Challenged the Sannin, her own chakra flaring.

"It's a promise. Don't test my restraint Hokage, I've come close to wiping this village out on several occasions, Naruto was the only thing standing in the way of your annihilation. No matter how badly he suffered at this village's hands, he still somehow showed forgiveness when he could so easily cross that line and made them suffer." The flare of chakra dissipated slowly, closing her eyes as she calmed down.

"What was important that you couldn't come to me first?" the medic inquired, her own chakra settling down.

"I summoned the other Bijū to a neutral location, to discuss current events." She informed the Sannin. "They don't want to get involved, however they will protect their hosts from Matsuho's agent."

"What of you?"

"Matsuho is my responsibility. And this time, our friendship won't stop me from killing her."

Snapping bones echoed coldly around the pillared room, Rishimasa's body crumpled to the floor. All around the room laid the corpses of the masked demons.

"Burn the bodies." Ordered the tall cloaked figure, his baritone voice bouncing around the quiet room; several cloaked agents got to work. Near the dimly glowing crystal, an agent crouched down, pushing aside some cushions to get to the stone slabs underneath. Running a gloved finger around the outline of the slab, feeling it become dislodged; taking hold of each side he removed it from its resting place, revealing the base of the crystal. Getting on his hands and knees, he lent in feeling around; blindly feeling around, he pressed his chest parallel to the floor giving him more reach.

"Where the bloody hell is it?" he muttered angrily, fingertips brushed over a circler surface. "There it is." Grasping it firmly he removed the sphere. "The heart of the Last Light." Intricate patterns and symbols etched into the crystals surface, a faint throbbing could just be felt. "I thought it a myth." He murmured as he investigated it. As he continued to stare at the object, everything around him seemed to fade out of existence; echoes of voices flew around him, flashes of warped images raced passed him.

"Sergeant." A strong hand gripping his shoulder tightly, jolting him out of his trance. "I've been calling you for the last five minutes."

"Sorry Sir." Extracting a rich purple velvet string bag, placing the Last Light into it. "Ready when you are."

Matsuho sat on her balcony over looking the city, a cool breeze drifted lazily through the air. Ideally swirling a glass of wine, a knock came from her door, then it opened, a servant stuck their head around;

"I'm sorry to disturb you Mistress, but Agent Deserus is here to see you."

"Let him in." she said not moving from her place. Hearing the muffled footsteps approach the threshold of the balcony doors, then they stopped.

"I'm sorry for intruding at such a late hour, but I have the Heart of the Last Light, which you request us to retrieve." Matsuho motioned for him to approach her, the young agent handed her the string bag. Elegant hands opened the bag, allowing the dim light of the heart to permeate the area.

"Excellent work, Agent." She said as she pulled the crystal out of the bag, examining it. "Now let see what secrets it holds."