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Authors Note: This may sound funny but I wrote this last week and forgot to publish it. Oops

Storm Clouds

"What do you mean, NO?!" screamed Tayuya, her frustration echoing through the spacious room as she received no response from Karin, who briskly walked past her with Akae cradled in her arms. The little one's tear-streaked face was a picture of anguish, but the cries of pain had ceased. Akae had fought over a toy and lost, resulting in a broken arm—a mishap that Tayuya had come to expect and, in some way, even encouraged in her children.

"No means NO," Karin insisted, her tone firm as she placed Akae down on the low table, using both the child and the table as a barrier between herself and Tayuya's outburst.

Tayuya scanned the great room, her eyes piercing into every shadow and corner. "If you're here, come out now, or so help me, I will find that pit you keep your secrets in and dig them up," she growled, anticipating that Ino or perhaps one of the many root members she controlled would materialize from the shadows.

"Oh please, do you really think I'd let her do that more than once? More seals are blocking her jutsu now; she'll have to knock on the door like last time," Karin retorted, pulling up her kimono sleeve. With a swift movement, she forced Akae to bite her arm, hard, until the metallic taste of blood filled the shocked child's mouth. It wouldn't be the last time that taste would remind the small one of mother and love.

As Akae winced in confusion, Tayuya's irritation simmered, her eyes narrowing. "This isn't about the civilians. This is about us—what we need to do to protect what's left of the clan. We can't sit here twiddling our thumbs waiting for Naruto!"

Karin remained unfazed, her expression rigid. "The Hokage has given her orders, Tayuya. We're not risking everything on a hunch. Not again. She wants to wait for Naruto's return so we wait."

Tayuya's fists clenched at her sides, fighting against the frustration building inside her. "You think I care about orders? I care about getting ready for whatever storm is brewing out there! We've seen too much already. History, Our History shows It just takes one madman to destroy a village, a clan."

Akae, still bewildered, looked up at Tayuya with wide blue eyes under a wild mop of red hair, sensing the tension in the air. "Moma Tayuya, are we gonna fight?" she asked innocently, breaking the charged atmosphere as she looked down at a fully healed arm, even as Karin pushed her sleeve down hiding yet another bit mark.

Tayuya softened slightly, kneeling down to meet the child's gaze. "No, my little shinobi. Not if we can help it. But we have to be ready, just in case." She turned back to Karin, her focus hardening. "I won't let anyone take away what's left of our family. We need to do something."

Karin sighed, rubbing her temples. Every time Tayuya talked about her sometimes factless fears, it gave her a headache. "I get it, but we have to trust in Naruto. He'll come back stronger, and we need to hold the fort until then."

"Trust isn't enough," Tayuya snapped. "Not anymore." Tayuya had spent endless hours reading every history book she could find, and spoke to the oldest shinobi that survived the last great wars, she knew better than anyone alive what the past was hiding and what future awaited anyone foolish enough to trust.

Tayuya's words, hard with truth, made Akae jump and run to her, wrapping her small arms around her legs and hiding her face in Tayuya's silk, letting out a small cry. Picking up the child, she looked into her bright blue eyes before hugging her to her breast. This was not the time to upset the children, and Akae spread what little she understood to the others. She would be spending a lot of time in the nursery calming them down.

Just then, a gust of wind rattled the open windows, carrying with it the scent of rain—a prelude to the storm that loomed ominously on the horizon. It was the end of summer, and the autumn storms were fast approaching. Tayuya's eyes flicked toward the window, an uneasy sensation curling in her gut.

"Kuri, can you make sure all the windows are closed? It looks like rain," Karin instructed one of Hinata's maids, her voice firm but distant, her thoughts already focused on larger concerns.

"We need to prepare for more than just rain," Tayuya muttered, pulling the child closer to her, protective instincts kicking in. "If the storm I feel coming is real, it won't just be the weather we'll have to worry about."

Karin paused, her gaze sharpening as she finally grasped the gravity in Tayuya's tone. "Then let's make sure we're ready," she said, her demeanor shifting from calm to resolute. "I'll leave the children and the house to you. I need to meet with the clan heads once more—prime them for the changes that will come when Naruto returns."

As storm clouds gathered outside, the tension inside the great room grew heavy, mirroring the whispers of war and the rising threat that loomed over the great lands. Karin's eyes traced the sturdy walls surrounding them. The village might fall, but this building—her fortress—would stand. It had been designed to do more than shield her children; it was meant to protect all who relied on the strength of her clan.

Seals of power were woven into its very foundation, reinforced by iron, and its walls rose tall. But its true strength lay hidden beneath the surface. For as high as the structure reached, it extended just as deep into the earth below. Karin had spent years quietly building downward, crafting a labyrinth of underground chambers, a sanctuary that could outlast any siege. If anyone dared to breach the outer walls, they would find themselves trapped in a maze of deadly secrets, a fortress that stretched into the depths of the earth.

Orochimaru had taught her well, instilling in her the knowledge to defend against not just physical enemies but the unseen threats lurking in the shadows. Now, with the storm fast approaching, it was time to turn that training into action.

"I'll speak with Ino first," Karin said as she headed for the door. "The shadow master will tell me what I need to know." Without a second glance, she left, trusting Tayuya to protect the family while she was gone.

…

As the morning sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled light on the forest floor, Fu and Sakura walked side by side along an animal path they had found. The sounds of their footsteps mingled with the rustle of leaves, the fresh air filled with the earthy scent of damp soil—a stark contrast to the turmoil swirling in Sakura's mind.

"Naruto's off training with Killer B again. I wonder how long this will take?" Sakura said, a hint of frustration creeping into her voice. "It feels like he's always busy, and I'm left here wondering what's going to happen next."

Fu glanced at her, her playful demeanor shifting to something more empathetic. "He's strong, Sakura. But he's carrying a lot on his shoulders. Facing your darkness is hard; believe me, I know. On top of that, he's trying to rebuild the Uzumaki clan and protect all of us. That's a huge responsibility."

Sakura nodded, her brow furrowing. "I get that. It's just… sometimes I wish he'd see me as more than just a bed toy. With everything going on, especially with Temari's upcoming wedding, I can't help but feel like I'm losing him."

Fu slowed her pace, her expression turning serious. "You're not losing him. Naruto cares about you deeply, even if it doesn't always feel that way. He has so much love to give, and it's not just divided among his wives. You're part of his family too."

"Family," Sakura echoed, her voice softer. "It's complicated now. I thought we were building something together, and now I'm not sure where I fit in. With the way Temari's acting with Karui, what will she do when I tell her I'm pregnant?"

Fu paused, turning to face Sakura fully, her eyes wide with surprise. "You're pregnant? No wonder Chomei mentioned your chakra networks! But don't worry so much. You're not just a wife; you're a partner. Naruto needs you by his side, especially now that he's grappling with his darker past. You both have a chance to shape the future together."

Sakura's heart raced at Fu's words, but doubt lingered in her mind. "And what about everything that's happened? I'm pregnant, and that changes things. He is marrying Temari as soon as we return to the village, It feels so overwhelming."

"It is overwhelming," Fu said, her tone bright and airy as if she were simply acknowledging a fun challenge as she wrapped her arm around Sakura gilding them down another path. "But you're super strong, Sakura! Just think about what you want—not just from Naruto, but for yourself too! You can help decide how things go. It's like a game, right? You get to shape your own rules!"

Sakura looked at Fu, her expression softening. "You think so?"

"Absolutely!" Fu replied, her eyes sparkling with sincerity. "You're amazing, and you have so much to offer. It's not about competing for his attention; it's about being part of a bigger family. Embrace it. There's room for all of us. That's what Tayuya keeps telling me."

As they continued their walk heading downhill this new path seemed to be going to the sea, a flicker of hope ignited within Sakura, fueled by Fu's encouragement. "I guess I need to talk to him more," Sakura mused, her heart feeling a little lighter. "You know I promised Tayuya I would take care of all the children I guess that would include my own."

Fu grinned, her playful spirit shining through again. "Exactly! And if you ever need to vent or need a hug, I'm here for you. Besides, if Temari gets in the way, I'll help you take her down a notch!"

Sakura laughed, a rush of newfound friendship swelling within her. She didn't need to tell Fu that she could handle Temari herself, thanks to her control over the natural energy gates. The bond they were forming only strengthened her confidence. She was more than capable of facing the challenges ahead, ready to stand her ground in support of Naruto and herself.

As they turned a corner, they found themselves standing at the edge of a pristine white sand beach, where gentle waves caressed the shore. This hidden gem formed a delicate horseshoe shape, only a few hundred feet across, cradled by steep cliffs on either side. The turquoise waters sparkled invitingly, so clear that the sandy bottom was visible beneath the surface, revealing vibrant coral reefs in the distance, beckoning them to explore its underwater wonders.

"Wow," was all Sakura could manage as Fu tugged her onto the beach and toward the water's edge.

"Isn't it wonderful?" Fu beamed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I found it last week. I've never seen anyone here—not even a footprint! It feels like our little secret, just for us."

"Come on, let's go for a swim!" Fu said, tugging at Sakura with infectious enthusiasm.

"I didn't bring a bathing suit or anything," Sakura replied, hesitating, not quite ready to let Fu's excitement sweep her away into the water.

"Oh, come on! We don't need anything like that; it's just us." With a playful grin, Fu began to strip off her clothes, letting them fall onto the soft white sand. As she stood there in all her naked glory, the sunlight glinted off her tan skin, unmarred by any tan lines or signs of battle, illuminating her slender frame and shapely legs. Her short green hair framed her face perfectly, drawing attention to her bright, expressive eyes that sparkled with mischief. The gentle breeze caressed her skin, emphasizing her slim form and small breasts, capped by bright red nipples. Fu's carefree nature added an air of enchantment to the secluded beach.

As she turned to run into the water, Sakura couldn't help but stare at Fu's perfectly round backside before she dove in, creating a splash that sent droplets shimmering through the sunlight.

Sakura hesitated, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. The playful allure of the beach beckoned, yet uncertainty held her back. She glanced at Fu, who radiated confidence and joy, and felt an inexplicable pull toward that carefree spirit. It had been so long since she had fun, just plain old fun that it felt strange to just let go.

What's stopping me? she thought, biting her lip as her gaze followed Fu's movements as she displayed her skill in the water. The thrill of adventure mixed with her longing to embrace her true nature.

At that moment, her Nukekubi instincts whispered enticingly, urging her to shed her inhibitions. With a steadying breath, she gave in to her needs and decided to let go of her doubts. After all, she had no one to hold her back—no husband or jealous lover to worry about. These small lies she told herself so she could fully surrender to her instincts.

Sakura pulled off her top, letting it fall into the soft sand, followed by her shorts. As she stood slowly peeling off her panties, the sunlight bathed her body in a warm glow. Fu's eyes widened, taking in Sakura's smooth, toned skin and the graceful curves of her figure. Her breasts were small and firm, the delicate pink of her nipples standing out against her pale skin.

Sakura's slim waist led down to gently rounded hips, accentuating her delicate yet strong figure. A cool breeze swept across her bare skin, sending a tingling shiver along her spine, making her feel both exposed and craving more. She stood at the water's edge, watching Fu wade waist-deep in the clear waves, the golden-skinned girl waving back with unrestrained excitement. For Fu, who'd always been forbidden from the public baths in her village, seeing Sakura like this was thrillingly unfamiliar. The naked form—whether a man's or a woman's—was still a rare sight for her. Though never shy, she found herself marveling at the moment, stirred by feelings she hadn't quite understood since that shared shower with Karin and Tayuya long ago.

"Okay, I'm coming!" Sakura called out, her voice light with laughter. She dashed forward, feet splashing through the shallows as she dove in, swimming gracefully beneath the surface. The water rippled in her wake until she popped up beside Fu, who was giggling, her eyes wide with a mix of wonder and curiosity as she watched Sakura emerge.

They floated together in the warm, gentle waves, water droplets glistening on their skin as Fu's gaze lingered on Sakura with unguarded fascination. Unaware of her own emerging feelings, Fu simply felt captivated by the moment, by Sakura's effortless beauty and warmth. For Fu, this closeness was thrilling and new, stirring something unfamiliar and deep inside.

Sakura, meanwhile, felt a tenderness swell within her. She knew that spark of curiosity in Fu's eyes well but sensed that, for Fu, this was something more innocent and special. She didn't want to rush or push Fu, instead letting the joy of their shared moment be enough. With a gentle smile, she reached out, splashing a handful of water in Fu's direction, letting the playfulness guide them both, giving Fu the space to feel safe, curious, and completely herself.

….

Back at the huts, Temari's gaze narrowed as she watched Karui methodically organize a pile of gear in the corner. The silence hung heavy between them, thick with unspoken questions that seemed to hum in the air.

"So," Temari began, folding her arms, "you and Naruto. How exactly did that happen?" Her tone was cool, but her eyes betrayed her curiosity— and a hint of jealousy she didn't bother to mask.

Karui straightened up slowly, looking over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow. "Happen?" she repeated an edge of challenge in her voice. "You mean how did we…?" She let the question hang, gauging Temari's reaction.

Temari's lips pressed into a tight line. "Yeah. What makes you think you're different from the rest of us?" she asked, her tone sharpening. "I don't know much about you, but I'm starting to get the sense that I should."

Karui scoffed, turning fully to face Temari, arms crossed. "I don't think I'm different from anyone else here," she replied coolly. "But I didn't come here for the drama or to prove anything. Naruto and I… we… have a connection, and I'm not ready to give that up anytime soon. Listen, I get that he has a lot of wives, but that just means there's room for more, right?"

Temari's eyes narrowed, her frustration flaring. "Well, maybe you should think about it. Naruto's main focus is growing his clan, and unless you're one of the last Uzumaki, you don't stand a chance."

Karui's expression softened, but she held her ground. "Temari, I get it. I know there's a lot to handle here, and the Uzumaki's story isn't lost on me. We studied their fall in the academy. But Naruto wouldn't be with me if I didn't matter to him."

Temari gave a short, skeptical laugh, crossing her arms. "Please. Naruto's not exactly famous for saying no when someone throws themselves at him. I wouldn't be surprised if you just had to flash him a little leg to get him interested."

Karui's shoulders stiffened slightly, trying to brush off Temari's words. It had taken more than just showing a little leg, but still, the remark stung—there was more truth in it than she wanted to admit. "I heard Fu's got some Uzumaki blood," she said, shifting the conversation as she stepped closer and sat down across from Temari. "What about you?"

Temari's jaw tightened. "No, I'm not an Uzumaki," she replied, her voice edged with defensiveness. "But Naruto and I have something real. We have a son together, and our villages see our marriage as more than personal—it's political, a stronger bond for both our people. So it's about more than just... bloodline."

Temari raised a brow, giving Karui a quick once-over. "What about you? Is your family all shinobi, or do you come from a merchant family like Sakura?"

Karui let out a dry laugh, shaking her head. "Me, from a rich merchant family? That's a joke," she replied. "I don't even know who my parents are. Killer B found me on the side of the road when I was two or three—no sign of anyone else around. He took me to the village orphanage. I had to fight my way up with nothing but these." She held out her calloused hands as proof of her rough past.

Karui's expression shifted a flicker of intensity in her gaze. "Trust me, I looked. Every corner of the village, every nearby town—I spent years trying to figure out who they were and what happened. It was my obsession. But all I found were dead ends."

Temari nodded, feigning interest as she leaned in slightly. "That must have been… tough," she said, her tone laced with false sympathy. "I'm sure it wasn't easy, feeling so out of place." She studied Karui carefully, hoping to find a crack in her composure that could be used against her.

Karui just shrugged, masking any vulnerability. "I learned how to stand on my own, and I didn't need pity. By the time I was a shinobi, that search was behind me."

Temari kept her expression neutral, though she noted Karui's sadness over her missing family. The more she uncovered about this girl's past, the better chance she had of finding a weakness she could work into her plans. Another woman vying for Naruto's attention wasn't something she welcomed; the last thing she needed was more disruption in the already chaotic landscape. Another girl just meant more drama—especially with Tayuya dragging her into bed whenever she pleased and Karin quietly scheming to take over the world. She'd have to find a way to steer this one off before Naruto got any new ideas about growing the family again.

"You know," Omoi said, walking into the camp, his brow furrowed in his usual thoughtful way, "aren't the Uzumaki supposed to be all redheads?"

Karui rolled her eyes, grabbing a small rock and lobbing it at him. He dodged it effortlessly, moving to sit beside her with a smirk.

"I told you to quit bringing that up," she shot back. "Look at me—do I look like an Uzumaki to you? I'm a lot darker, and they're supposed to be pale as ghosts in most of the stories. Besides, my chakra reserves are tiny compared to theirs."

Temari watched the exchange, noting the familiar rhythm between them—clearly, they'd had this argument more than once. If Karui were part Uzumaki, though, it would be a problem. If Tayuya caught wind, she'd drag Karui back to the Leaf without a second thought, and with Naruto involved, things could get complicated fast. She needed to settle this now before word spread and stirred up more trouble.

"There are tests, you know," Temari said, her tone casual but calculated. "That way, you'd know for sure if you're even a little bit Uzumaki. Sakura could probably help—she trained under Tsunade, the best medic-nin in the world."

If Karui agreed, the test would likely prove she had no Uzumaki blood and give Temari one more reason to push her out of Naruto's life for good.

Karui's eyes widened slightly, a spark of hope flashing across her face. "So, you think she could do it—like, here and now?" She tried to keep her voice steady, not wanting to sound too eager, but the possibility stirred something in her that she couldn't quite shake.

Temari shrugged, maintaining a nonchalant tone. "I don't know, but we can ask when she gets back. Do you know where she went?"

Omoi, who had just finished settling himself by the campfire, answered with his usual disinterested drawl. "She and Fu took off early this morning. I saw them heading toward that hidden cove beach. Didn't follow, though. I've trained with Fu—if anyone can take care of themselves out here, it's her."

Temari nodded, mulling this over. It seemed things might line up better than she thought, and if the test proved what she suspected, then maybe she'd have her answer sooner rather than later.

….

Sakura dove beneath the shimmering surface, her fingers brushing against the sand as she searched for colorful shells and vibrant coral. She surfaced with a bright orange shell in hand, beaming with excitement. "Look, Fu! This one's gorgeous!"

Fu grinned, her eyes sparkling with delight as she splashed water in Sakura's direction. "Nice find! But can you beat this?" She dove down and resurfaced with a cluster of pink coral, holding it triumphantly above her head. "Check this out! It's like it was made just for you."

Sakura laughed, her heart fluttering at Fu's playful spirit. "That's beautiful! You've got an eye for treasures." She waded closer, the water lapping at her waist, as she leaned in to get a better look at the coral. Fu's smile widened, and she shifted closer, their shoulders brushing.

"I think you're just saying that because I'm here," Fu teased, her tone light but her gaze lingering on Sakura's face before scanning lower taking in her naked form. "You should see all the things I've collected. Maybe I could let you see everything sometime."

Sakura felt warmth spread through her at the suggestion, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I'd love that," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady as Fu's playful energy wrapped around her like the waves. Fu seemed to have poor chakra control as it flowed out of her, enveloping Sakura. "You have a knack for finding the best stuff."

Fu stepped even closer, her playful smile shifting to something a little more intimate. "Well, I've got to make sure you see all the beautiful things in life—just like you are." She reached out, brushing a wet strand of hair behind Sakura's ear, her fingers lingering a moment too long.

Sakura's breath caught, and she fought to maintain her composure. "You're good at this," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought you said you didn't know anything about 'love.'"

Fu giggled, leaning in slightly, her warm breath brushing against Sakura's cheek. "Maybe I don't, but you can't tell me you don't like it," she said, her eyes dancing with mischief yet holding a sincere depth.

"I—" Sakura hesitated, the playful banter stirring something deeper within her. "I do, it's just…"

"Life's too short to hold back, right?" Fu grinned, splashing water playfully at Sakura again, the mood lightening as they both erupted into laughter. "Come on, let's find more shells! Maybe we can decorate your room when we get back!"

Sakura nodded, her heart racing as she dove back under the water, but this time, the playful touch of Fu lingered in her mind, mingling with the thrill of their connection. She could feel Fu's eyes on her as they swam around, searching for shells. Fu enjoyed swimming close, their legs brushing against each other as they hunted for treasure, each accidental touch sending a spark of electricity through the water.

After hours of shell hunting, they had amassed a large collection at the edge of the water. Sakura's gaze drifted to a large, sun-baked boulder off to the side of the beach. Its black surface was smooth to the touch and large enough for three or four people to lie out on. Walking over to it, she crawled to the center and lay on her back, letting the sun dry her as a gentle breeze wafted off the water.

Looking back at the beach, Sakura watched Fu approaching, her only adornment a playful smile. The slim form of Fu's body showcased the years of training she had undergone. It was the small triangle of green between her legs that caught Sakura's eye. So she is a real greenhead? She thought, her scientific mind momentarily distracted. Curiosity flitted through her as her eyes roamed over Fu, who was drawing closer. It was the toned legs and the sway of her hips that truly captivated Sakura, leaving her thoughts swirling with wonder about what was going to happen next.

As Fu crawled up the stone, she hovered over Sakura, blocking out the sun for a moment before settling beside her. She was close—almost too close—as Sakura could feel the gentle brush of Fu's arm and leg against hers. Fu wiggled about, unable to contain the energy she radiated, and the sensation sent a shiver of excitement down Sakura's spine.

Closing her eyes and blocking the sun with her arm, Sakura relaxed, savoring a slice of life she had never truly enjoyed before. The sound of waves lapping against the shore and the distant song of birds filled the air. This was what life could be if she weren't a shinobi. It was the feeling of the sun being blocked that made her lower her arm and look up at the hovering girl with vibrant hair.

"What—" Sakura started to say, but Fu silenced her with a soft kiss, pulling back just as quickly.

"Can I…? I can just touch you… You don't have to do anything, I promise," Fu said, her tone reminiscent of a child with a new toy, or a girl eager to explore her own desires yet unsure how to articulate them.

Sakura's heart raced, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within her as she lay there, Fu's eyes shimmering with an innocent eagerness. She was acutely aware of the implications of this moment, how it could shift the dynamics of her relationships with those she cared about—especially Naruto.

What am I doing? she thought, her mind grappling with the reality of her burgeoning feelings for Fu. The kiss had ignited something within her, a spark of desire mixed with confusion. She couldn't shake the feeling that indulging in this moment could complicate everything. What would Naruto think?

Then she remembered Karui from the day before; he had left her lying in a wet bed only to fall into another woman's arms an hour later. She knew him better than he knew himself, and she wasn't surprised in the least. But two can play at that game.

Sakura's gaze drifted back to Fu, who was watching her with an almost childlike anticipation. Fu's playful nature had always drawn Sakura in, but the more intimate undertones of their interaction were becoming harder to ignore.

"Fu..." she began, her voice trembling slightly, uncertain how to articulate the jumble of thoughts in her head. "What are we doing here?"

Fu's eyes sparkled with a mix of mischief and sincerity. "Just exploring, like Tayuya said. You're the best," she said softly, leaning in closer, the warmth of her body radiating against Sakura's. "You don't have to think too hard about it. Just feel."

Sakura closed her eyes, trying to drown out the conflicting voices in her head, focusing instead on the gentle sound of the waves and the soft caress of the sun. Perhaps, just for now, she could let go of the weight of her choices and simply enjoy the connection blooming before her. After all, life was fleeting, and moments like these were rare treasures.

She gave a small nod of her head as if to signal to Fu that she could do as she wished.

Sakura felt her heart race as she closed her eyes, surrendering momentarily. She was acutely aware of Fu's presence, the way her body radiated warmth and energy, enveloping Sakura in an aura that was both comforting and electrifying.

"Tell me how this feels," Fu whispered, coaxing her to let go of her reservations.

Fu shifted closer, her body brushing against Sakura's. The contact sent a jolt of electricity through her, igniting a fire that burned away the doubts swirling in her mind. She could feel Fu's warm and inviting breath as it ghosted over her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

With a tentative hand, Fu reached out, her fingers lightly grazing Sakura's arm, trailing up to her shoulder. The touch was feather-light but felt wonderful as Fu's chakra flowed around her. Sakura's breath hitched, her pulse quickening as Fu's fingers lingered, tracing the curve of her shoulder, exploring the contours of her body with a reverence that made Sakura's heart flutter.

"What if we... just enjoy this moment?" Fu suggested, her voice soft, almost hesitant, yet filled with a hint of playful mischief. "I want to… taste you."

Sakura's mind whirled at Fu's words, the implications heavy yet enticing. She felt a warmth spread through her core at the idea, igniting a longing that had been buried beneath layers of obligation and fear. Could she really allow herself to be used like this? The thrill of the unknown beckoned her, tempting her to step into uncharted waters.

"Ok, do whatever you want," said Sakura still shielding her eyes from the bright sun.

Fu's fingers slipped from Sakura's shoulder, brushing against her collarbone as she leaned closer. As Fu's fingers danced along her neck, Sakura could feel the warmth radiating from her touch, igniting every nerve ending in her body.

"Just... let go," Fu whispered, her breath warm against Sakura's skin.

Sakura's heart raced as she felt Fu's fingers slide lower, tracing delicate patterns across her breast circling her overly large nipples Naruto so loved, igniting a whirlwind of sensations that sent her spiraling. The air was thick as she took in a deep breath, and as she moved her arm aside their eyes held each other's gaze, Sakura found herself lost in the depths of Fu's emerald green eyes, which sparkled with an invitation to explore this new territory.

With a breath that felt shaky, Sakura reached down, her hand finding its way to Fu's hand and pressing it down onto her left breast. The warmth of her skin felt intoxicating, fueling the fire of desire that blazed within her. She could feel the tension hanging in the air, the anticipation that charged the space between them.

"You make it hard to think," Sakura admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Fu's lips curved into a playful smile, a glimmer of excitement dancing in her eyes. "Good. Thinking too much can ruin the fun."

With that, Fu closed the distance between them, her lips brushing softly against Sakura's once more, igniting a blaze of passion that erupted like a wave crashing against the shore. The kiss was gentle yet electrifying, a slow exploration that deepened as they lost themselves in each other. Fu's hand squeezed gently at first but soon became more insistent as their tongues explored one another.

Sakura melted into the kiss, the weight of her earlier worries dissipating with each tender caress. Fu's touch was both soothing and exhilarating, sending sparks of heat coursing through her body. She could feel Fu's fingers exploring her, trailing down to her waist, pulling her closer as if trying to merge their bodies into one.

With a growing hunger that yearned for more, Fu's hands roamed Sakura's body until she found herself leaning into the touch, surrendering to Fu's needs. At that moment, the world outside faded away as Fu pulled back from her lips but continued to kiss and lick her jaw, working her way down her neck. With a sound of joy, she wrapped her lips around Sakura's breast, letting out a soft sound of happiness that was hard to miss as she sucked hard on Sakura's nipple, pulling it deep into her mouth while using her other hand to squeeze and touch Sakura's other breast. All Sakura could do was block out the sun and let Fu have her way with her. Naruto could have his night with Karui; she would have her day with Fu.

Fu straddled Sakura's hips, her movements fluid as she worked her way back and forth between Sakura's breasts, reveling in the soft gasps and moans that escaped from Sakura's lips. Each sound fueled Fu's desire, urging her to continue exploring, to savor the taste and feel of Sakura's body beneath her. Sakura looked down at Fu, who was lost in her world of pleasure, her eyes closed in bliss as she lavished attention on each nipple, sucking until they stood tall and hard, a testament to her devotion.

The sight was unexpected and intoxicating. Fu's expression was one of pure ecstasy, her features softening as she indulged in the moment, completely absorbed in the intimacy they shared. Sakura felt a rush of warmth flooding through her, both from the physical sensations and the realization that Fu was genuinely enjoying herself. The rhythm of Fu's movements became more urgent, her lips creating a warm, wet heat that drove Sakura wild, making it hard to hold back her own cries of pleasure.

As Fu continued to alternate her attention, Sakura found herself arching into each touch, caught in the throes of passion. The world around them faded completely, leaving only the two of them and the electric connection that buzzed in the air. Each gentle tug and flick of Fu's tongue sent shivers down Sakura's spine, igniting a fire deep within her. In that moment, she surrendered fully to the bliss of the encounter, allowing herself to forget all her worries and simply feel.

Sakura, completely lost in the moment, wrapped her legs around Fu, instinctively pulling her closer as waves of pleasure washed over her. She was blissfully unaware of the impact her body was having on their connection until she felt Fu's hand slide down between her thighs, fingertips brushing against her soaking wet core. When Fu looked up in surprise, Sakura could barely register the wonder in her eyes.

Soft and smooth, Sakura's lips glistened with desire, but there was something more—a magnetic pull as if her core was yearning for Fu's touch. Fu couldn't resist the allure, and as her fingers slipped inside, Sakura's walls clung to her, enveloping her in a warmth that ignited a rush of pleasure. The sensation sent Sakura spiraling into realms of ecstasy she had never known existed, gasps escaping her lips as she surrendered to the overwhelming waves of chakra coursing through her.

"Y-You're... so wet," Fu remarked breathlessly, a playful giggle escaping her as she realized her touch was the cause of Sakura's response. The thrill of knowing she had this effect on Sakura drove her to dive back down, returning to the nearest breast with fervor.

With each swirl of her tongue around Sakura's nipple, Fu felt an insatiable craving deep within her. The taste of Sakura's skin and the softness of her form fueled a desire that consumed her. She surrendered to the warmth, teasing, and tasting, driven by an instinct to explore every inch of Sakura's body. Every soft moan that escaped Sakura's lips urged Fu on, compelling her to push her hand deeper, instinctively rubbing her palm over Sakura's sensitive clit while she plunged her finger rhythmically faster and faster.

Sakura's breath hitched as waves of pleasure washed over her, her body responding instinctively to Fu's touch. "Oh my god," she cried out, the climax hitting her with a force she never expected. The intensity of her release sent a rush of warmth cascading through her, her love juices spilling over Fu's fingers and soaking the rock beneath them.

Fu looked up, her eyes wide with delight as she reveled in the reaction she had elicited. The taste of Sakura lingered on her lips, and she couldn't help but smile at the power she felt at that moment. She had done this, and the pride she felt washed over her as she looked into Sakura's flushed face.

As the waves of ecstasy subsided, Sakura felt exhilaration wash over her as she looked into Fu's eyes. She wrapped her arms around Fu, pulling her close as they shared a moment of breathless intimacy.

"Can I do it again?" Fu asked, rubbing her face against Sakura's chest, still marveling at the sensation. Sakura was so soft, yet Fu could feel the strength that lay just beneath.

"Don't you want to be touched?" Sakura started to say, but Fu shook her head, kissing her way down, pausing to lick the sweat off Sakura's belly as she went lower.

"No, not yet," she whispered into Sakura's skin, wiggling lower and sliding Sakura's legs up, deliberately wrapping them around her head, as if the feel of them holding her was all she needed.

Sakura could sense Fu's inexperience in the way she moved—her motions were clumsy and erratic as if she were still figuring out the rhythm of their intimacy. Fu's tongue darted everywhere, creating a mix of sensations that left Sakura both amused and delighted. It wasn't until Fu's fingers sought out her clit again that she found her focus, applying just the right pressure and teasing Sakura in a way that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her.

Sakura decided to help, her hands gently cradling Fu's head as she guided her lower. With a playful twist, she trapped Fu's head between her legs, creating an intimate cocoon. Fu quickly found the soft opening to Sakura's core, driving her tongue deep within while her fingers danced over Sakura's clit. It was clear she was learning fast, instinctively discovering the movements that brought Sakura the most pleasure.

Sakura couldn't help but think, I hope she's ready for this. She felt the familiar build-up of pleasure, knowing this climax would be messy. It was a part of her—she was known for her intense orgasms that sprayed her lovers with her love juices, leaving everything around them drenched in the aftermath.

With her legs locking Fu's head in place and both hands tangled in her vibrant green hair, Sakura cried out once more as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She exploded, coating Fu in her essence as she bucked her hips, pressing herself against the trapped face that worked so skillfully between her thighs.

When Sakura released her grip, Fu looked up, her face covered and a shocked expression adorning her features. "Does everyone do that?" she asked, her innocent question making Sakura giggle, even as her body still quivered from the aftershocks of her release.

"No, no, just me. It's my special talent, I guess," Sakura replied, a playful smile on her lips as Fu crawled up onto her and laid her head on her chest, content.

Sakura felt a surge of confidence as she rolled them over, pinning Fu beneath her with a playful grin. "Now it's your turn to lay there and enjoy," she said, her voice low and sultry.

With that, she quickly moved down between Fu's legs, her heart racing with anticipation. Drawing on her years of experience, Sakura was determined to bring Fu to climax swiftly. She reveled in the power of the moment, knowing exactly how to tease and please, ready to show Fu just how pleasurable this could be.

Fu was frozen at first, but as Sakura gently moved her legs apart, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to feel for once. It was always strange for her when someone touched her; after spending her whole life alone, vulnerability felt foreign. Yet with Sakura, she felt a profound sense of safety.

Sakura glanced down, taking in the soft green patch of hair before her eyes traveled lower to Fu's golden-toned lips, so full and untouched. She leaned down, planting a row of soft kisses along the inside of Fu's thigh, moving slowly up the other. Each kiss was tender, designed to reassure Fu, creating a cocoon of comfort and warmth around them. Sakura knew this was Fu's first experience with anyone, and she was determined to make it memorable in all the right ways.

With her teasing touch finally eliciting a soft moan from Fu, Sakura knew it was time to take things further. She moved with slow, deliberate licks, her tongue gliding over Fu's untouched lips, coaxing them to part wider. As she explored Fu's most sensitive areas, each caress ignited a wave of sensations that sent shivers through both of them. Sakura savored the feeling of guiding Fu into this new world of pleasure, eager to show her just how exquisite intimacy could be.

The moment Sakura felt Fu buck her hips, craving more, she dove in deeper, allowing her tongue to explore with fervor. Fu instinctively lifted her legs, granting Sakura even greater access.

As Sakura slipped a single finger into Fu's tight confines, she honed in on the hard, sensitive clit she discovered. It didn't take long for Fu to grab a fistful of Sakura's pink hair, crying out as her first-ever orgasm washed over her. Her body quaked, and her mind reeled in this exhilarating new world.

"More," she cried out, desperate for movement, for more of the pleasure that consumed her.

Sakura felt a sense of responsibility as she explored Fu's body, determined to guide her through this new experience without crossing any lines. When she discovered Fu's intact hymen, she paused for a moment, recognizing the significance of this delicate barrier. With a gentle touch, Sakura decided she wouldn't break it; instead, she focused on using her skills to bring Fu pleasure without any pain.

Her lips and tongue danced over Fu's sensitive areas, building waves of pleasure that washed over the young woman. Sakura was intent on making this moment unforgettable for Fu, bringing her to mind-blowing climaxes while preserving the innocence she still held.

An hour later, Sakura stood in the gentle waves, washing herself clean while casting a watchful eye on Fu, who lay peacefully passed out on the stone. A pang of worry tugged at her heart; had she gone too far? Yet the intoxicating pull of the tailed beast chakra, combined with Fu's insatiable drive for more, had pushed Sakura to continue until Fu had finally lost consciousness.

As the sun dipped lower, bathing the scene in an amber glow, Sakura felt a surge of pride. She had taken control, delivering an experience that would mark Fu in ways she couldn't yet comprehend. In this intricate game of dominance and desire among Naruto's women, Sakura was determined to show her strength. This encounter, charged with intensity and power, would undoubtedly shift the dynamics among them.

Sakura understood that in this unending struggle for importance, she was eager to assert her place. Fu would return to the Leaf Village with them, and Sakura was hell-bent on ensuring that Fu was hers to guide and control. Though she would never be the first wife—or even a wife at all—her deep connection to Naruto would grant her a different kind of power, even if it was from the shadows.

…..

Walking into the camp within the circle of huts, Fu and Sakura were dripping wet from a freshwater stream they had discovered on their way back, washing off the sea salt and any remaining traces of their intimate connection.

"Where the hell have you two been?" Karui demanded, prompting Temari to emerge from the hut where she had been resting.

"Look what we found," Sakura replied, sidestepping the question as she and Fu opened the large leaves they had used to carry their collection of shells. As the colorful seashells tumbled around their feet, Temari glanced at Sakura and then noticed the way Fu was watching her every move. She recognized that look; it was the same one she had worn after Sakura first demonstrated her skills. This revelation shifted all her plans, and Temari knew she would have to act quickly to secure her place.

Temari decided that now was the time to act; she would deal with Sakura and her new pet Jinchūriki later.

"So, Sakura," Temari began, her tone both challenging and curious, "this girl here thinks she's part Uzumaki. You're the best medic in the world, next to Tsunade. Can you prove it?"

"Hey, I never said I was Uzumaki; that was Omui," Karui shot back, though a small flicker of hope bloomed in her chest.

"Well, there is a chakra test I developed for Tayuya, but I'd need another Uzumaki as a baseline," Sakura replied, adjusting her stance and putting on her scientific hat.

"I am part Uzumaki; will that help?" Fu volunteered eagerly, willing to do anything for Sakura at this point.

"Okay, but you're going to have to suppress your tailed beast chakra a lot," Sakura instructed Fu, her expression serious yet encouraging. "I've developed a specialized jutsu that analyzes chakra frequencies. Fu will act as the baseline since she has Uzumaki lineage."

Karui frowned, uncertainty flickering across her face. "What do you mean by a baseline?"

"Here's how it works," Sakura explained, forming a series of precise hand signs. "I'll cast a chakra resonance test that uses a combination of science and chakra manipulation. It's called Chakra Resonance Analysis. This jutsu creates a sensor that measures the unique frequencies of your chakra. Uzumaki chakra has distinct properties that resonate differently compared to others. By comparing your chakra to Fu's, we can determine if you have Uzumaki lineage."

"Sounds interesting," Karui said, crossing her arms. "What do I need to do?"

"Just focus on suppressing any excess chakra," Sakura replied as she completed the hand signs, channeling her energy into a glowing orb that floated between them. "When I activate the jutsu, it will analyze the resonance of your chakra compared to Fu's. A strong connection to the Uzumaki lineage will show a bright red hue, while a dull color will suggest otherwise."

Fu stepped forward, her eyes focused and steady. "I'll help you with this, Karui. Just concentrate on your energy."

Sakura activated the jutsu, the orb pulsating as it absorbed the chakra from both women. The orb flickered, shifting colors as it responded to Karui's energy. "Now, Karui, channel your chakra and suppress anything that feels overwhelming. Focus on what's uniquely yours."

As Karui concentrated, the orb began to glow a vibrant blue, contrasting with the rich red of Fu's chakra. "This is it!" Sakura said, excitement bubbling in her chest. "Let's see if you're part Uzumaki."

The orb radiated with energy, displaying intricate patterns as it analyzed the chakra frequencies, revealing the results of Karui's lineage and connection to the Uzumaki clan.

When the orb stopped pulsing and held steady, it glowed blue but was soon shot through with bright red lines, forming an inner organ that pulsed in rhythm with Karui's heartbeat.

"Well, it looks like you're part Uzumaki," Sakura said, her voice tinged with excitement. "I'd need Karin or Tayuya's chakra to determine how much, as they are the only purebloods I know." She felt a surge of pride in her invention, especially given how exhausted she was. Unbeknownst to her, Temari's face twisted in a fleeting expression of rage at the news before she turned sharply and retreated into her hut.

"I can't believe it! I... I never really thought I was," Karui murmured, dropping to sit on a rock by the fire. Fu rushed over, enveloping her in a warm hug.

"We can be sisters!" Fu said playfully, ruffling Karui's hair with genuine joy. But Karui, overwhelmed by the revelation, pushed Fu away gently with a sigh.

"Just… give me some space, okay? This is a lot to take in," Karui replied, her voice barely above a whisper. The excitement of the moment felt heavy, and she needed time to process this newfound identity.

…

Deep in the jungle, Naruto lay flat on his back, staring up at the stars as they emerged one by one, twinkling against the vast expanse of night. The distant roar of a waterfall filled the air, but it barely registered in his mind.

Killer B sat on a log nearby, a wide grin stretching across his face. "Yo, Naruto, you danced that dark dance, faced your fears, and now you got that chance! How's it feel to rise from the depths, man?" he asked, his voice smooth, with a beat in his words.

"Whole… or something like that, I guess," Naruto replied, still in shock from his revelations. "It's like I'm one person now. I had no idea I was holding in so much rage."

"Rage? Man, it's a treacherous game, but you played it smart, and took back your name! You gotta feel that pride, let it shine bright; not many can battle their shadows and come out right," B rhymed, his energy infectious. "I know the fight; I've been through the grind. If it wasn't for my bro A, I'd still be blind."

Naruto turned his gaze toward B, grateful for the camaraderie they shared. "I couldn't have done it without everyone supporting me. But it's still hard to process."

B leaned in, nodding with understanding, his grin wide. "That's the growth, my friend, the path you gotta ride! Embrace the journey, and let your heart lead the way. You've taken the hardest steps; now seize the day!"

Sitting up, Naruto looked over at B. "So what's next?" he asked, getting to his feet.

"In the morning, we'll head to the Temple of the Turtle,
Where you'll face your inner beast, it's about to get brutal.
You'll release the seal holding back the Nine-Tails' rage,
This is your chance to step up, turn the page.

It'll take everything you've got, your heart and your soul,
You've got to confront him—make the dark parts whole.
Feel the anger, the pain, let it all collide,
But remember, young ninja, you've got nothing to hide.

One of you will come out on top in this fight,
Let's hope it's you, shining brighter than light.
With your will and your strength, you're ready to grow,
Tomorrow's the day, let that chakra flow!"

Naruto looked wide-eyed at B and said, "Just how long have you been thinking of that?"

"Ever since I learned you were coming to train with me. It's good, isn't it?" B replied, striking a pose, his fingers gleaming against his vest as he channeled his inner rap god.

"I don't know what to say," Naruto chuckled, shaking his head at the absurdity of the moment. He walked past B, heading back to the camp, knowing he needed food and rest if he was going to win his next battle.

As he approached the cooking fire, the scents of grilled fish and rice wafted through the air, a reminder that food was just as crucial as training. He glanced back at B, who was still posing, and couldn't help but grin at him.

"Hey, B! If I win, you better drop a track about it!" Naruto called out, the playful challenge hanging in the air.

"Only if you bring the heat, my young ninja! Bring the fire, and I'll spin it into rhymes!" B shot back with a laugh, the camaraderie between them growing stronger.

Naruto smiled, more confident as he glanced around the campfire, but the sight of the women's faces stopped him cold. Each of them wore a mix of concern and frustration over something he was sure he didn't want to know about right now, their silence heavy with unspoken words he didn't need to hear until later, much later.

…

I know, girl on girl may not be everyone's thing but I thought it would build the story line for the return to the leaf. Not sure if Fu will stay girl centered or not, what do you think. As for the badass Naruto, he is coming, it may take a few chapters to get there.