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Chapter 18 – The War Begins
The golden rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the luxurious bedroom. The scent of last night's passion still lingered in the air.
Ino stirred slightly, her **bare skin pressed against the warmth of Naruto's body**. A soft smile graced her lips as she felt his steady heartbeat beneath her cheek.
Her eyes fluttered open, and her gaze landed on the **woman sleeping beside Naruto**—**Saruyo**.
The **Ice Queen** lay on her side, her **pale, flawless skin exposed**, the curve of her **ample chest** rising and falling with each slow breath. The way she was curled against Naruto made something burn deep inside **Ino's chest**.
**Jealousy.**
Saruyo was undeniably beautiful, but what irritated Ino the most was the **fact that Saruyo's breasts were slightly larger than hers**.
**Damn it.**
Ino bit her lip, feeling a twinge of frustration.
Behind Saruyo, **Hinata was also asleep**, her **delicate arms wrapped around Saruyo's waist**, her own **large chest** pressed against Saruyo's back.
A pout formed on Ino's lips.
"*Why does Saruyo always have to be the center of attention?*"
Pushing the thought aside, she leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Naruto's cheek. His skin was warm, his body **lean yet muscular**, his **bandaged arm a reminder of last night's exhaustion**.
Naruto shifted slightly, murmuring something incoherent.
A sleepy feeling washed over Ino once more.
She smiled, nuzzled deeper into **Naruto's bare chest**, and **fell back asleep**.
### **In the Office – Tsunade's Morning**
A **soft groan** echoed in the quiet, dimly lit office.
Tsunade slowly sat up, rubbing her temples. Papers were scattered across the desk. The **half-empty sake bottle** on the side told her everything she needed to know.
"*Looks like I fell asleep here again…*" she muttered, stretching her **curvaceous body**.
She had spent the entire night **working, planning, and making decisions for Konoha**.
Yawning, she stood up and walked toward the bathroom, stripping off her clothes as she went.
After a quick rinse, she wrapped herself in a towel and made her way toward the **bedrooms**.
Curiosity got the best of her.
As she reached for a random door handle, she pushed it open.
And **froze.**
The sight before her was… breathtaking.
**Naruto lay completely naked in bed, surrounded by three equally naked women.**
**Saruyo, Ino, and Hinata.**
Their bodies **entangled with his**, their **soft, curvy figures pressed against him**, the **sheets barely covering their bare forms**.
A smirk tugged at the corner of Tsunade's lips.
"*Looks like Saruyo and Hinata finally lost their virginity.*"
She sighed, shaking her head, and **closed the door quietly**.
### **Naruto Wakes Up**
A **soft, warm weight** pressed against Naruto's chest.
Slowly, his blue eyes flickered open.
For a moment, he **didn't remember where he was**.
Then… it all came flooding back.
**Last night.**
**Saruyo. Hinata. Ino.**
The **way they took control**, the **way they overwhelmed him**, the **way Saruyo didn't stop until she was satisfied**.
His face **burned red**.
He tried to move, but a dull **ache spread through his arm**—a reminder of his injury.
Beside him, **Ino stirred**, blinking sleepily.
"*Naruto…*" she murmured, her voice still heavy with sleep.
She gently pushed him **back down onto the bed**, her **bare chest pressing against him** as she examined his **bandaged arm**.
"You still need to rest," she said softly.
Naruto swallowed, his face heating up as he **realized how close her chest was**.
"*I-Ino…*"
She smirked. "Come with me. You need a fresh bandage."
Standing up, she slipped on a **tiny pair of shorts**, but didn't bother putting on a bra.
She tossed Naruto a **pair of shorts**, watching as he dressed slowly due to his injury.
Once he was ready, she wrapped an arm around his waist, supporting him as they made their way **to the bathroom**.
The moment they stepped inside, Ino turned on the water.
"*Let's shower first,*" she purred, slipping off her shorts.
Naruto gulped.
### **After the Shower – In the Dining Room**
Freshly dressed, Naruto and Ino stepped into the **spacious dining area**, where **Tsunade** was already **preparing breakfast**.
She was wearing a **tight robe**, and the **deep neckline exposed her unbelievably large chest**.
Naruto tried **not to stare**.
"*Why don't you just hire servants?*" Ino asked, stretching lazily.
Tsunade smirked. "Because I like doing things myself. Also… I hate laziness."
Ino rolled her eyes. "But you're the mayor. Shouldn't you—"
Tsunade waved a hand dismissively. "Doesn't matter."
Then, her golden eyes flickered toward Naruto.
"So… how was your night?"
Naruto's face **turned beet red**.
Tsunade **grinned knowingly**.
"*I'll take that as a 'great'.*"
Ino huffed, crossing her arms under her **ample chest**.
"*I bet I was the best one,*" she muttered.
Tsunade laughed. "Oh? Are you sure about that?"
Naruto gulped. "A-All of you were amazing…"
Tsunade **smirked wickedly**.
"But I'm your **fourth lover**, right? The most beautiful one?"
She **teased him**, running a hand under her **massive chest**, lifting it slightly **to emphasize her size**.
Ino **pouted**. "You're so full of yourself, Granny!"
She turned toward Naruto, but **he was missing**.
"*Where—*"
She looked around—**only to find him completely buried in Tsunade's chest**.
Tsunade **laughed**, holding Naruto close.
"*Well, looks like he agrees with me.*"
Ino's eye twitched. "*Naruto, get back here!*"
She stormed over, grabbing his arm—only to **accidentally bury her face in Tsunade's chest as well**.
A deep **blush** spread across Ino's cheeks.
Naruto groaned. "*It's… comfortable…*"
Tsunade chuckled. "*You two are such perverts.*"
She finally **pushed them away**, shaking her head in amusement.
"*I suppose you'll both be joining me in the shower later?*"
Ino and Naruto **looked at each other**.
A **grin** spread across Ino's lips.
"*Absolutely.*"
The **warm water** cascaded down Saruyo's flawless, pale skin as she stood in the massive shower of Tsunade's mansion. The bathroom was luxurious, filled with the faint scent of jasmine from the soap they were using.
Beside her, **Hinata was washing her own body**, her face still slightly flushed.
Saruyo crossed her arms beneath her **ample chest**, her cold, calculating gaze distant.
"*I still can't believe that annoying blonde stole Naruto this morning and bathed with him,*" she muttered, her voice as emotionless as ever.
Hinata, who had been rinsing her long, dark hair, **offered a gentle smile**.
"*It doesn't matter, Saruyo,*" she said softly. "*Naruto-kun belongs to all of us now…*"
Saruyo **clicked her tongue**, clearly still displeased.
She **reached for her bra**, slipping it over her **large, round chest** before fastening the clasps at the back.
"*Naruto is a beast,*" she commented in her usual icy tone, **adjusting her bra straps** as she glanced at Hinata. "*We bled last night.*"
Hinata **blushed furiously**, her eyes darting away.
"*T-The first time is always painful… but w-we'll get used to it…*"
Saruyo simply gave a small nod, finishing dressing herself.
As the two girls exited the bathroom, their **long, damp hair clinging to their backs**, they heard an **annoyed shriek** from downstairs.
### **Tsunade's Frustration**
Tsunade stood in the living room, **visibly irritated**.
Naruto was **lounging on her chest**, his arms wrapped around her waist, his **face buried in her massive cleavage**.
Meanwhile, **Ino was beside him, doing the same thing.**
Both of them had **their faces pressed against her breasts, nuzzling into her softness**.
Tsunade's **eyebrow twitched violently** as she raised a **glass of water** and unceremoniously **dumped it over their heads**.
"*You two perverts!*" she **snapped**.
Naruto and Ino **jumped in shock**, the cold water drenching them instantly.
"*Oi, Tsunade-baachan, that was uncalled for!*" Naruto whined, shaking his head like a wet dog.
Ino **pouted**, crossing her arms under her **ample chest**. "*Yeah, we were just appreciating your… warmth.*"
Tsunade glared at them, **her eye twitching even more**.
"*Appreciating?! You were sucking on me like infants!*"
Saruyo and Hinata walked into the room just in time to witness the absurdity.
Saruyo **sighed deeply**, placing a hand on her hip.
"*Always perverted,*" she muttered, watching Naruto and Ino with an expression of **mild disgust**.
Meanwhile, Tsunade was **fuming internally**.
But her mind wasn't just on these idiots.
She was thinking about **the Akatsuki.**
And most of all…
**Uchiha Itachi.**
### **The Akatsuki's Preparations**
**Elsewhere in Konoha City…**
In a dimly lit room filled with **weapons, ammunition, and stacks of cash**, **Uchiha Itachi** calmly **polished his gun**.
His movements were **precise, methodical, and eerily silent**.
He slid the magazine into place, **checking the bullets one last time** before setting it down beside a **large duffel bag of gear**.
Behind him, **Kisame leaned against the wall, casually holding his massive rifle.**
"*So,*" Kisame rumbled, his sharp teeth glinting. "*You're ready?*"
Itachi nodded **wordlessly**, his dark eyes cold and unreadable.
"*We need to secure this territory and make sure the weapons reach the underground market,*" he said simply.
Kisame smirked. "*Well, let's hope the cops put up a fight. I get bored when it's too easy.*"
From the hallway, a **new voice cut in**.
"*Today is a day of explosions and art!*"
**Deidara strode in, spinning a grenade in his hand**, his **wild blonde hair falling over one eye as he grinned manically**.
Behind him, **Sasori entered, his red hair as dark as dried blood**.
Sasori, who was busy **checking the weight of a small handgun**, **narrowed his eyes at Deidara**.
"*Don't get cocky,*" he muttered. "*You always get ahead of yourself, and one day, it's going to get you killed.*"
Deidara merely **laughed**, tossing the grenade into the air before catching it.
"*Tch. You have no appreciation for art. Explosions are the ultimate expression of beauty, yeah!*"
Sasori sighed. "*You're a fool.*"
Itachi ignored their banter.
He simply **loaded his gun, strapped it to his belt, and turned toward the door**.
"*Let's move.*"
### **Saruyo, Hinata & Ino's Training**
Back at Tsunade's mansion, the **sound of fists hitting punching bags filled the air**.
**Saruyo stood in the center of the training room**, her **icy gaze locked on her target**.
She **moved with precision, her kicks powerful, her punches unrelenting**.
Her **body was covered in sweat**, but her **focus remained sharp**.
Nearby, **Hinata trained as well**, though her movements weren't as aggressive as Saruyo's.
On the far side of the room, **Ino was also training**, her **breath coming out in short pants** as she **pushed herself beyond her limits**.
She wiped sweat from her forehead, her **blue eyes glowing with determination**.
"*Did you see that, my soulmate?*" she called, looking toward **Naruto**, who was **watching from the sidelines**.
Naruto **smiled softly**, but there was a hint of frustration in his expression.
He still couldn't **train properly due to his injured arm**.
Beside him, **Tsunade sat, observing everyone with a calculating expression**.
"*Look at them,*" she murmured, leaning toward Naruto. "*They're training for you. Because they love you.*"
Naruto **blinked**, caught off guard by her words.
Before he could respond, **Tsunade suddenly tensed**, her body language **shifting subtly**.
He noticed it immediately.
"*What's wrong?*" he asked.
Instead of answering, she **grabbed his face and kissed him deeply**.
Naruto's **eyes widened**, but he quickly **melted into the kiss**.
When they pulled apart, he blinked in confusion.
"*Tsunade…?*"
She smiled at him, but there was **something off about her expression**.
"*Don't worry about me,*" she said softly. "*And also… get your hand off my chest.*"
Naruto **jerked his hand away**, blushing.
"*S-Sorry… I-It's just… so big…*"
Tsunade **rolled her eyes**, but her lips curved into a small smirk.
"*Haven't you had enough?*" she teased. "*You drained my energy earlier, you little pervert.*"
From the training mat, **Ino's voice rang out**.
"*Naruto-kun, I can hear you!*"
Tsunade chuckled, standing up.
But deep inside her mind, her thoughts weren't on Naruto or his perversions.
They were on the **Akatsuki**.
And most of all, on **Itachi Uchiha**.
"*I hope they capture him soon… and put an end to this nightmare.*"
### **
In the dim morning light, **Kushina Uzumaki stirred awake**, her **long red hair spread across the silk sheets**.
Her body felt sore, her skin still tingling from the **wild events of the night before**.
But as she fully **regained consciousness**, a **realization hit her like a lightning bolt**.
She wasn't **alone**.
A strong, **masculine arm** was wrapped around her waist.
A warm breath tickled the back of her **neck**.
She **froze.**
"*No way…*"
Slowly, she turned her head—just enough to see **silver hair and a masked face smiling at her lazily.**
"*Yo, Kushina,*" **Kakashi Hatake murmured**, his voice deep and amused.
Her **eyes widened**.
"*W-What the hell… Kakashi?!*"
"*Mm?*" He stretched slightly, his muscular body **still half-exposed under the sheets**. "*Last night was crazy, huh?*"
Kushina **sat up abruptly**, clutching the sheets to cover herself.
"*I… I can't believe this!*"
Kakashi merely **chuckled**, his **dark eye gleaming with mischief**.
"*You seemed to enjoy it just fine last night,*" he teased.
Her **face burned bright red**.
Before she could retort, she felt **a firm grip wrap around her from behind**.
"*You're so warm, Kushina,*" Kakashi whispered against her **bare shoulder**, his hands **traveling down her sides**.
Her breath hitched.
But instead of pushing him away… she **sighed softly, closing her eyes for a brief moment**.
#### **A Quick Escape**
Later, after showering (with Kakashi sneaking in behind her **again**), Kushina **stood in the living room**, arms crossed.
Kakashi, now **fully dressed**, leaned against the couch, watching her with a smirk.
"*You really do have incredible stamina,*" he mused. "*I expected nothing less from the legendary Red-Hot Habanero.*"
Kushina **scowled, adjusting her short red dress**.
"*Shut up.*"
Kakashi laughed, then **pulled out a small card and placed it on the table**.
"*Here's my number, in case you ever need me again,*" he said smoothly.
Kushina snatched it up and **glared at him**.
"*This was a one-time thing!*"
Kakashi **grinned under his mask**. "*Sure. But I have a feeling you'll call me sooner than you think.*"
With that, he **gave her a lazy wave and walked out the door.**
Kushina watched him go, **placing a hand over her chest**.
Her **heartbeat was unsteady**.
"*How did I let this happen…?*" she murmured to herself.
Then, a **new thought struck her like a blade to the gut**.
"*How will my son feel if he finds out?*"
She clenched her fists.
"*Damn you, Tsunade… I really needed this.*"
### **
Meanwhile, back at Tsunade's mansion, Naruto sat in the **kitchen**, watching as **Tsunade moved gracefully** around the counter.
She was wearing a **tight, low-cut dress**, and every time she leaned forward, he found himself **staring**.
"*Naruto,*" she called, her back still turned as she washed something in the sink.
"*Y-Yeah?*"
She glanced over her shoulder and **smirked knowingly**.
"*I made something for you.*"
She walked over and handed him a **glass of deep golden liquid**.
"*Drink this,*" she said. "*It helps with healing.*"
Naruto **took a sip**, blinking at the **rich, slightly bitter taste**.
"*What is it?*"
"*Just a special medicinal drink,*" she murmured.
As soon as he finished, Tsunade **reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth with her thumb**.
"*You really are a mess, huh?*"
Naruto **felt heat rush to his face**, but before he could reply, **Tsunade suddenly smiled playfully**.
"*Why don't we spend some time in my room?*"
Naruto **gulped**.
"*Y-Your room?*"
Without waiting for his answer, **Tsunade scooped him up bridal style, pressing him against her massive chest.**
"*T-Tsunade, not like this! This is embarrassing!*"
She **laughed, holding him tighter**. "*I'm your lover, I can do whatever I want.*"
#### **Inside Tsunade's Room**
After setting him down on the **large, plush bed**, Tsunade **sat beside him, pulling out an old photo album**.
"*Come here,*" she murmured, pulling his **head into her chest as she flipped through the pages.**
Naruto **rested against her softness**, his **eyes trailing over the pictures.**
"*This was my fiancé,*" she said, pointing at a man in one of the photos. "*He died… We were together before that happened.*"
Naruto swallowed.
Tsunade turned the page.
"*And this was my dear friend Jiraiya… We were together too, before he passed.*"
Naruto **froze.**
"*Wait…*" He **turned to look up at her with wide eyes**. "*Tsunade, every man you've been with has… d-died…*"
Tsunade **blinked… then suddenly grinned.**
"*I guess I'm just unlucky,*" she whispered.
Naruto **sweated nervously.**
Before he could say another word, **Tsunade pulled him into a deep kiss.**
When they parted, Naruto was **breathless**.
"*Can I… c-can I… suck on them?*" he whispered shyly.
Tsunade **raised an eyebrow**.
"*You really are a pervert,*" she muttered.
But she **smirked and pulled down the front of her dress anyway.**
###**
Elsewhere in the mansion, **Saruyo, Ino, and Hinata were training—completely nude.**
Their **bodies glistened with sweat**, muscles tense as they pushed themselves to their limits.
But things took a **turn** when **Ino suddenly collapsed, breathing hard**.
"*Tired already, you weakling?*" Saruyo taunted, **her cold eyes filled with superiority.**
Ino **glared up at her, panting.**
"*Shut up, Ice Queen!*"
Saruyo **smirked**, crossing her arms under her **ample chest**.
"*It's obvious. You're exhausted. I can see it all over your face.*"
Hinata **stepped between them nervously**. "*P-Please don't fight…*"
But Ino **was fuming**.
"*You're just jealous!*" she snapped. "*Jealous that Naruto loves me more!*"
Saruyo's **eyes darkened**.
"*Jealous? Of a perverted girl like you? Don't make me laugh.*"
Ino **bristled**. "*What did you just say?!*"
Saruyo **repeated herself in the same icy, emotionless tone**.
Hinata **sighed**. "*Oh no… here we go again…*"
The warm water ran down Saruyo's pale skin, steam rising around her as she stood under the cascading droplets.
Her long, dark hair stuck to her back as she ran her fingers through it, deep in thought.
Something felt off.
A strange, uneasy sensation had settled in her chest ever since she finished training with Ino and Hinata.
"Something's going to happen today…" she murmured to herself.
Her cold gray eyes narrowed as she gripped the edge of the shower wall, her heartbeat slow yet controlled.
She was never one to rely on instinct alone.
But this time…
She couldn't shake the feeling that something big was about to unfold.
Tsunade's Secret Call
Meanwhile, inside her private chamber, Tsunade sat on her bed, gently stroking Naruto's golden hair.
His face was buried against her large chest, his breathing slow and steady as he slept.
Her eyes softened.
"You really are such a handful, Naruto," she murmured, running her fingers through his spiky locks.
Suddenly—
RING!
Her phone vibrated on the nightstand, the shrill sound cutting through the peaceful atmosphere.
Tsunade's eyes darkened.
She carefully slipped out from under Naruto, pulling the blanket over him before standing up.
Walking over to her massive desk, she picked up the phone and answered.
"…Yes?" Her voice was calm but serious.
A deep voice responded on the other end.
"It's time."
Tsunade's golden eyes flickered.
"Are you sure?"
"We've confirmed their location. We move now."
Tsunade clenched her jaw.
"Understood. Eliminate the Akatsuki. And make sure you capture Uchiha Itachi alive."
"Yes, ma'am."
The call ended.
Tsunade slowly exhaled, placing the phone down.
She gazed toward the bed, where Naruto still slept peacefully.
"You don't know it yet, Naruto," she whispered, her fingers curling into fists, "but tonight, the entire city will change."
The midnight air was thick with tension.
Outside an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Konoha City, dozens of heavily armed police officers took their positions.
Tanks rolled forward.
Helicopters hovered overhead.
Snipers lined the rooftops, their scopes aimed at the building below.
Inside one of the armored vehicles, the commanding officer adjusted his headset.
"This is Captain Hoshigaki," he spoke into the mic. "All units in position?"
"Roger. Ready on your command."
"Good." The captain's eyes gleamed with determination.
"We strike on my mark."
Lifting his radio, he gave the order.
"FIRE."
BOOM!
A massive explosion tore through the night as a missile struck the warehouse's entrance, blasting the metal doors off their hinges.
Smoke and debris filled the air as armed police units stormed inside, their rifles raised.
"Move, move, move!"
Gunfire erupted instantly.
The battle had begun.
Deep within the warehouse, Kisame Hoshigaki's sharp eyes snapped toward the entrance.
"Looks like we have company," he growled, gripping Samehada, his monstrous sword.
Across the room, Deidara grinned wildly, twirling a small, clay bomb between his fingers.
"Hehehe… the real fun is about to begin."
Sasori, sitting calmly in a chair, stood up and grabbed his rifle.
"Don't get cocky, Deidara," he muttered. "These aren't amateurs. We need to be strategic."
Deidara rolled his eyes. "Tch, whatever. Art is an explosion, after all!"
"Enough," a quiet, commanding voice cut through the air.
All three men turned toward Itachi Uchiha, who stood in the shadows, his dark cloak draped over his shoulders.
His red Sharingan eyes glowed ominously.
"Wait for my signal," Itachi instructed, his voice calm and unshaken.
Kisame grinned, licking his sharp teeth. "Got it, boss."
The First Wave – Police vs. Akatsuki
As the first wave of police officers entered, Deidara tossed his clay bomb.
"KATSU!"
BOOM!
A devastating explosion ripped through the building, sending officers flying in all directions.
Gunfire erupted as Kisame charged forward, swinging Samehada and cleaving through body armor like paper.
"Hahaha! You weaklings don't stand a chance!"
Sasori, meanwhile, activated his hidden weapons, unleashing a barrage of poisoned needles from his mechanical body.
"These fools think they can take us down?" he scoffed.
Itachi's Orders
Amidst the chaos, Itachi turned toward Sasori.
"Take the weapons to the submarine. Now."
Sasori nodded. "Understood."
As he left with a team of Akatsuki members, Itachi turned his gaze toward the battlefield.
His eyes flickered as he watched the police advancing, their numbers overwhelming.
"This city belongs to us," he murmured under his breath.
Then, he raised a hand.
"Kill them all."
As the battle raged on, flames erupted from the warehouse.
Explosions rocked the ground.
Gunfire echoed through the streets.
And in the middle of it all…
Itachi Uchiha stood, completely unshaken, as the city of Konoha burned around him.
### **
#### **The Raid Begins**
The **night air was thick with tension** as the **Konoha City Police SWAT teams** positioned themselves around the massive industrial warehouse. Helicopters circled above, their spotlights cutting through the darkness like piercing white knives.
Inside the command vehicle, the **police commander** adjusted his headset. "*All units in position?*"
"*Yes, sir!*" crackled multiple voices over the radio.
He took a deep breath. "*Then let's bring these bastards down. Move in—now!*"
**BOOM!**
A missile **screamed through the air**, slamming into the warehouse's front doors. **Metal and concrete shattered** in a violent explosion, sending debris raining onto the police squads.
"*Go, go, go!*" the SWAT leader barked, and the **first wave of officers stormed inside, guns blazing.**
#### **The Akatsuki Counterattack**
Inside the warehouse, **the Akatsuki were already prepared**.
Standing in the shadows, **Itachi Uchiha's crimson Sharingan eyes gleamed**, watching the police breach through the wreckage.
"*They strike first,*" he murmured, voice calm as ever.
"*Heh, let's see how long they last,*" **Kisame Hoshigaki** chuckled, hoisting his **massive M249 light machine gun** over his shoulder, the belt of bullets gleaming under the dim light.
**BANG! BANG! BANG!**
The **first exchange of gunfire erupted** as police officers opened fire, sending **a hail of bullets** across the warehouse.
But before they could advance further—
**"KATSU!"**
A series of **massive explosions** **tore through the front lines**, flinging officers backward like ragdolls. The air filled with **fire, shrapnel, and thick smoke.**
**Deidara** emerged from the smoke, a **wicked grin** stretching across his face as he lowered his grenade launcher.
"*You pigs really thought you could just walk in here?*" he sneered. "*Art is an explosion, after all!*"
#### **Chaos Erupts – Kisame's Wrath**
A group of SWAT officers charged forward, **ducking behind cover**, trying to get into a better position.
**Kisame didn't give them a chance.**
"*Hah!*" He stepped forward, **ripping the trigger on his machine gun**.
**RATATATATAT!**
The warehouse **shook** under the sheer force of the **M249's relentless barrage of bullets**.
The first wave of officers **barely had time to react** before they were **cut down**, their vests doing little to stop the brutal firepower.
"*Fucking monster!*" one officer yelled as he **dove for cover**.
Kisame just **grinned wider**, licking his lips. "*Come on now! Don't run! I was just getting started!*"
One SWAT sniper **peered through his scope** from the rafters and lined up a shot—
**BANG!**
But before he could pull the trigger, **Itachi Uchiha moved like a ghost.**
A single **silenced shot** from his **custom Desert Eagle** put a hole right through the sniper's head. **His body crumpled, lifeless.**
"*Stay out of my sight,*" Itachi muttered coldly.
#### **Sasori Moves the Weapons**
While the **battle raged** in the warehouse, **Sasori** had other priorities.
He moved swiftly, leading a **convoy of trucks** loaded with stolen **weapons, RPGs, and crates of ammunition** toward the underground dock. The **hidden submarine** was waiting beneath the city's old shipyard, ready for **transporting the weapons overseas**.
"*We don't have time,*" Sasori said, his tone sharp. "*Move the cargo faster.*"
His **red hair** flickered under the dim lights as he **checked his modified AK-74**, making sure the drum magazine was loaded.
#### **Police Reinforcements Arrive**
Outside, more **police reinforcements** arrived. **Armored vehicles rolled in, riot shields up, suppressing fire pouring into the warehouse.**
"*We have to push forward!*" shouted one officer, taking cover behind a burned-out car.
"*Squads three and four, flank them from the left!*"
More gunfire **exploded through the air**, bullets ripping through crates, sparks flying as metal ricocheted off steel beams.
A **helicopter** swept in from above, its **side gunners unloading an entire belt of ammo into the Akatsuki hideout.**
#### **Deidara's Ultimate Counterattack**
Deidara **gritted his teeth**, dodging bullets as he **loaded a new explosive round** into his grenade launcher.
"*Oh, you guys want to go all out?*" he cackled. "*Fine, I'll show you what real art is!*"
**BOOM!**
**A colossal explosion** **ripped through the left side of the warehouse**, sending **fire and metal** soaring into the sky.
A whole squad of **officers was engulfed**, their screams **lost in the inferno.**
"*Yes! Now that's what I'm talking about!*" Deidara **laughed wildly**, smoke rising behind him.
#### **The Battle Continues**
The **warehouse was now a full-blown warzone.**
Bullets flew in every direction.
Smoke, flames, and **the deafening sound of gunfire and explosions** filled the air.
Despite their numbers, **the police were struggling**.
The **Akatsuki were not just criminals—they were monsters.**
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# **Chapter 18 – The Crimson War**
### **Itachi Enters the Battlefield**
Amidst the chaos, the **city burned**.
Gunfire **roared through the night**, illuminating the **blackened sky** with bursts of muzzle flashes and tracer rounds. The **police forces**, despite their superior numbers, were struggling. **Akatsuki was no ordinary gang**—they were killers, warlords, and ghosts that had survived every attempt to wipe them out.
Inside the warehouse, the **air smelled of blood, gunpowder, and burning steel.**
And then, he arrived.
**Itachi Uchiha stepped forward, flanked by his elite soldiers.**
Dressed in a sleek **black combat vest**, his **crimson Sharingan eyes** gleamed in the darkness, scanning the battlefield with **calculating precision.**
"*It's time to end this,*" he said **calmly**, adjusting the **silencer on his modified FN Five-seveN.**
His men **spread out**, moving like **shadows** through the warehouse.
The **police had no idea what was coming.**
### **
While **Itachi** moved like a ghost, **Kisame Hoshigaki moved like a demon.**
The **massive, shark-like enforcer** charged straight through the barricades, his **M249 light machine gun roaring like a beast.**
**RATATATATATAT!**
The sheer **force of the bullets** ripped through the SWAT shields like they were made of paper.
"*Fall back! Fall back!*" an officer screamed, but it was **too late.**
Kisame **laughed**, his voice a deep, monstrous growl. "*You think you can stop me? Pathetic!*"
He grabbed a **fallen officer** by the throat, **lifting him into the air** as the man gasped for breath.
"*P-please—*" the officer choked.
Kisame **grinned**. "*No hard feelings.*"
**CRACK!**
With one swift motion, he **snapped the man's neck**, tossing his lifeless body aside before unloading another **brutal spray of bullets** into the retreating police.
### **Deidara's Inferno**
Above the battlefield, standing on a **damaged steel catwalk**, **Deidara watched the carnage unfold.**
"*Tsk, tsk, tsk,*" he muttered, loading another **high-explosive round** into his custom grenade launcher. "*You pigs never learn, do you?*"
A squad of **police snipers** took position, their rifles aimed directly at **Itachi and Kisame.**
"*Take them out!*" their commander ordered.
**BANG! BANG!**
The bullets **soared through the air**—
But **Deidara** saw them.
"*Too slow!*"
**BOOM!**
With a **single pull of the trigger**, a massive **explosion engulfed the entire sniper nest**, sending **flaming debris and body parts raining down** onto the warehouse floor.
"*KATSU!*" Deidara **laughed like a maniac**, his **blue eyes burning with excitement.**
"*That's real art, you bastards!*"
### **Itachi – The Silent Executioner**
While **Kisame and Deidara** slaughtered the police, **Itachi moved like a shadow.**
With **deadly precision**, he raised his silenced **Five-seveN**.
**PFFT! PFFT!**
Two headshots. **Two officers dropped instantly.**
A third **turned his rifle**, spotting Itachi—
**PFFT!**
A bullet **pierced right between his eyes.**
"*Pathetic,*" Itachi muttered.
He moved **effortlessly**, dodging incoming fire as if he could see into the future.
He **reloaded** in less than a second, **spun around**, and fired **three perfect shots** into the chest of an incoming SWAT officer.
The man **collapsed, gasping for air**, blood pooling beneath him.
"*You never had a chance,*" Itachi whispered.
### **Sasori – The Mastermind**
Deep inside the warehouse, **Sasori was working fast.**
His **men hauled crates of weapons**, loading them into **trucks** that would take them to the **hidden submarine dock.**
"*Move faster,*" Sasori ordered, his **red hair slick with sweat.**
The weapons were worth **millions**, and they **had to reach the submarine before the police overwhelmed them.**
One of his soldiers **hesitated**. "*Boss, the police are pushing in—!*"
Sasori **turned, raising his customized Glock 17**.
**BANG!**
The soldier **fell dead.**
"*Anyone else want to slow us down?*" Sasori asked **coldly**.
The rest of his men **scrambled to work even faster.**
### **Police Desperation – The Final Push**
Outside, the **police commander** was losing his mind.
"*They're tearing through us!*"
"*We need air support!*"
From the distance, a **police helicopter roared in**, its **heavy machine gun mounted on the side**.
"*Light them up!*" the pilot ordered.
**BRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT!**
The **minigun** unleashed **hellfire** on the warehouse, bullets **shredding** through the walls.
"*TAKE COVER!*" an Akatsuki soldier screamed.
But then—
**Itachi stepped forward.**
He raised a **grenade launcher**, **calm as ever**, and aimed **straight at the helicopter.**
**BOOM!**
The explosion **engulfed the aircraft**, sending it **spiraling down in flames.**
The police commander **watched in horror** as the **helicopter crashed** into a nearby building, **detonating in a fiery blast.**
"*W-we can't win this...!*" he whispered, stepping back in fear.
Inside her luxurious mansion, Tsunade sat in her dimly lit office, her golden eyes glowing with fury.
She held her phone tightly, speaking in a cold, commanding tone.
"Initiate Operation Black Sun. Deploy everything."
A gruff voice responded, "Are you certain? This is—"
"Do it. Send the tanks."
She hung up, her fingers tapping on her desk.
"Now let's see how you handle real power, Akatsuki."
In the war-torn industrial district, where the Akatsuki had been tearing through the police, a deep rumbling shook the ground.
The air was thick with smoke, the scent of burning metal and blood filling the battlefield.
Then it happened.
A deafening roar shattered the sky as a fleet of heavy armored tanks rolled into the battlefield.
Treads crushed debris as they advanced, their massive cannons swiveling toward the Akatsuki stronghold.
From inside one of the leading tanks, a police general shouted into his radio:
"ALL UNITS, FIRE AT WILL!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The first round of tank shells slammed into the warehouse.
The shockwave tore through the battlefield, sending Akatsuki soldiers flying like ragdolls.
Deidara, who had been perched on a destroyed catwalk, barely managed to leap away as the entire structure exploded beneath him.
"Shit!" he growled, rolling across the rubble. "Where the hell did these come from?!"
Kisame's Struggle – The Monster Cornered
Kisame, still laughing like a madman, turned his M249 machine gun toward the incoming tanks.
"You think a few machines can stop me?!" he roared.
RATATATATATAT!
A stream of bullets rained onto the reinforced armor, but it was useless.
The tanks didn't even flinch.
"Fuck!" Kisame cursed, diving for cover as a tank shell detonated near him, sending a shockwave through his body.
He was bleeding, his arms covered in cuts and bruises, but he wasn't done yet.
While Kisame fought tooth and nail, Itachi Uchiha stood calmly in the chaos.
His Sharingan eyes analyzed everything.
The tanks had formed a perfect blockade, cutting off their escape route.
The police were now in control of the battlefield.
"Hmph." Itachi exhaled, his mind working at lightning speed.
"They planned this well," he muttered. "But every move has a counter."
He pulled out his radio.
"Sasori. You know what to do."
A pause.
Then a cold, calm response: "Understood."
Sasori's Sacrifice – Delivering the Weapons
Deep within the wrecked warehouse, Sasori was injured, bleeding, but still moving.
His men were dead.
His arm was shattered from the earlier explosions.
And yet, he kept pushing forward, dragging a massive weapons crate toward an underground escape hatch.
The glow of the tanks' searchlights was closing in.
"They're coming," one of his remaining men whispered.
Sasori knew what had to be done.
He turned to the last two Akatsuki soldiers still standing.
"Take the weapons to the submarine," he ordered, his voice emotionless.
"B-but boss, what about you?!"
Sasori glanced toward the battlefield, where Itachi and Kisame were still fighting against impossible odds.
"Someone has to buy them time," he muttered.
And with that, he turned, gripping an assault rifle, and walked straight into the firestorm.
"THERE HE IS!" a police captain shouted, pointing at Sasori.
"OPEN FIRE!"
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Bullets ripped through the air.
Sasori dodged, his movements inhumanly fast.
He dived behind cover, returning deadly accurate fire.
POP! POP!
Two officers fell instantly, blood splattering across the ruined street.
But it wasn't enough.
The tanks were closing in.
Sasori knew he wouldn't survive.
But he smirked.
"At least the weapons will make it."
He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a detonator.
"See you in hell."
BOOM!
A massive explosion erupted, shaking the battlefield.
Smoke and flames engulfed everything.
When the dust settled… Sasori was gone.
Kisame's Rage – The Last Monster Standing
From the burning ruins, Kisame emerged, his face twisted in fury.
"SASORI!" he roared.
His eyes burned with rage as he turned toward the tanks still advancing.
"YOU BASTARDS!"
With one final act of pure madness, Kisame grabbed a rocket launcher from a fallen soldier.
He aimed at the nearest tank—
And fired.
BOOM!
The tank exploded, its fiery remains lighting up the battlefield.
But before Kisame could reload, he felt something cold press against his skull.
A police sniper had him dead to rights.
"DROP THE WEAPON!" the officer ordered.
Kisame grinned, blood dripping from his lips.
"Not today, cop."
The sniper pulled the trigger.
BANG!
Kisame's body hit the ground.
Amidst the burning wreckage, only one man remained.
Itachi Uchiha.
He stood alone, surrounded by dozens of armed officers and tanks pointing directly at him.
"Put your hands up, Itachi!" the police commander shouted.
But Itachi simply smiled.
"You think you've won?" he whispered.
Before anyone could react, Itachi vanished into the smoke.
**Chapter 18: The Battle Escalates – Sacrifice and Escape**
The night sky above Konoha City was illuminated by the glow of gunfire and explosions. Smoke billowed from the burning remnants of warehouses, and the air reeked of gunpowder and blood. The police forces had gained the upper hand, with tanks rolling into the battlefield, their cannons roaring as they decimated the defenses of the Akatsuki stronghold.
### **Kisame's Last Stand**
Bullets whizzed past Kisame as he took cover behind a shattered vehicle. His signature weapon, Samehada, rested on his back, soaked in blood from the fallen enemies. His sharp, shark-like grin remained unwavering as he surveyed the battlefield.
"They're really bringing in the heavy artillery, huh?" Kisame muttered, tightening his grip on his rifle. He could hear the distinct voice of a police officer shouting orders over the radio.
The Akatsuki were losing ground. Despite their initial dominance, the tanks had changed everything. Their cover was being obliterated, and their forces were dwindling. If they didn't act fast, it would be over.
Kisame turned his head towards Itachi, who stood calmly, his crimson Sharingan eyes scanning the battlefield with calculated precision.
"Itachi, you need to get out of here," Kisame said, his voice devoid of hesitation.
Itachi glanced at him. "And what about you?"
Kisame chuckled. "Someone's gotta hold them off. I'll be the wall that stops them from reaching you."
For the first time in a long while, Itachi hesitated. But he knew Kisame was right. The mission was bigger than either of them. The weapons had to be delivered.
"Make it count," Itachi said.
Kisame grinned. "Oh, I will."
As Itachi and the remaining Akatsuki operatives made their retreat towards the harbor, Kisame stepped out of cover, raising his machine gun and opening fire. Bullets tore through police ranks as he charged forward like a raging beast. A tank aimed its barrel at him, but before it could fire, he tossed several grenades, the explosion forcing it off balance.
"COME ON!" he roared, slamming his rifle into a police officer's face before lunging at another.
The battle raged on, but Kisame knew his fate was sealed. He would not make it out alive. Yet, as long as Itachi escaped, his death would mean something.
### **Deidara's Final Art**
On the rooftop of a nearby building, Deidara sat atop a stack of crates, watching the chaos below. He had set up a massive bomb—a masterpiece of destruction that would erase the evidence and give his comrades time to escape.
"Heh… this is real art," he murmured, placing his hands together.
The police were closing in, unaware of the bomb's presence. Deidara smirked, watching the tanks and officers maneuver closer.
Then, he whispered the final words of his life:
"Art is an explosion… yeah!"
With a click of a detonator, the entire warehouse district erupted in a fiery inferno. The shockwave sent vehicles flying, and the police forces scrambled for cover as the heat washed over them. The explosion was massive—visible from miles away, engulfing Deidara in his final masterpiece.
### **The Aftermath**
The fires raged for hours before emergency services could contain them. Smoke covered the battlefield, and the surviving officers gathered the wounded. Despite their efforts, they had only managed to seize half of the weapons. The other half had already been transported via submarine, ensuring the Akatsuki's plans would continue.
In the command center, the police captain removed his helmet, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He turned to his lieutenant with a grim expression.
"They stole from the bank, bought an arsenal, and now half of it is in their hands," he muttered. "This isn't just about crime anymore. They're planning to destroy the city."
His subordinate swallowed hard. "Should we inform Lady Tsunade?"
The captain nodded. "She needs to know everything."
### **Tsunade's Secret**
In the grand estate, Tsunade sat on her couch, dressed in a silk robe, with Naruto resting against her. His face was buried in her ample chest, his breathing slow and steady as he dozed off. The warmth of the moment was interrupted by the ringing of her phone.
She answered with a calm voice. "Report."
The voice on the other end delivered the grim news. The battle had been brutal. Kisame had fallen, Deidara was dead, but Itachi and the remaining Akatsuki had escaped with half of the stolen weapons.
Tsunade sighed, glancing down at Naruto, who was still asleep.
"So, this is how it's going to be," she murmured.
Naruto stirred slightly. "Is… something wrong?"
Tsunade ran her fingers through his hair. "Don't worry about it. Just go back to sleep."
He obeyed, nuzzling against her warmth as she stared at the ceiling, deep in thought.
The war wasn't over yet.
### **Saruyo's Instincts**
Meanwhile, in the mansion's lounge, Saruyo sat on the couch, her sharp eyes gazing out the window. She could feel it—something was off. The air was different.
Hinata sat beside her, sensing Saruyo's tension. "What's wrong?"
Saruyo didn't respond immediately. Instead, she exhaled, crossing her arms.
"A storm is coming," she finally said.
The battle was far from over.
In the grand mansion of Tsunade, the night was lively with the sounds of competition. Ino and Saruyo were engrossed in an intense match of soccer on the PlayStation. The massive screen displayed the ongoing game as Ino played with Real Madrid, while Saruyo, true to her icy and composed nature, controlled her favorite team, Barcelona.
"Yes! Goal!" Ino cheered, pumping her fist in the air.
Saruyo, her expression as cold and unreadable as ever, glanced at the score on the screen. "You're still behind," she stated calmly. "Three to one. I'm leading."
Ino huffed, determination burning in her eyes. "Just wait. I'll make a comeback."
Saruyo smirked slightly, the tiniest glimmer of amusement in her eyes. "There's not enough time for that, little princess."
"Saruyo! You're such an Ice Queen in everything!" Ino snapped playfully. "The next match is mine!"
"I have beaten you in every match so far," Saruyo replied, her voice laced with confidence.
Naruto and Hinata sat nearby, watching the game. Naruto, however, found his attention drifting. His gaze wandered to Hinata, specifically to her chest, where the slight dip of her cleavage was visible. His eyes lingered for a moment too long.
Hinata noticed. Her cheeks flushed a deep red as she quickly pulled her jacket closed, trying to hide herself. Naruto, realizing he had been caught, chuckled nervously. "Uh... haha..."
Hinata turned her gaze away, still blushing furiously. Meanwhile, Ino and Saruyo continued their heated gaming session, exchanging competitive remarks as they battled it out on the virtual field.
Elsewhere in the city, Kushina was walking through the dimly lit streets, her mind clouded with thoughts. She had been feeling restless all evening. As she reached her home, she muttered under her breath, "Damn that Kakashi..."
Her body felt warm, an unusual sensation she hadn't been able to shake off since their last encounter. There was a wetness between her thighs that made her curse under her breath. "Should I call him? No... no, I shouldn't."
She entered the house, her fingers trailing over the doorframe before she shut the door behind her. Moving up the stairs, she made her way to her bedroom, ready to change for the night. She stripped off her clothes, leaving only her bra and tight shorts on, her toned figure illuminated by the dim glow of the bedside lamp.
But as she turned around, she froze. Someone was lying on her bed.
Her eyes widened as she recognized the silver-haired man sprawled across her sheets. "Kakashi?! What the hell are you doing here?!"
Kakashi, as relaxed as ever, chuckled. "I couldn't stay away from you."
Kushina's face turned red with a mix of embarrassment and irritation. "I told you—one night only!"
Kakashi smirked, his sharp gaze flickering to her body. "That doesn't seem to be what you want. Especially with how... warm you look right now."
Kushina gasped as she glanced down, realizing the damp spot between her thighs was visible. Her whole body tensed. "You... you're annoying."
He sat up, reaching for her wrist, and before she could protest, he pulled her onto the bed, her chest pressing against his bare torso. His hands traced down her back as he whispered, "Then tell me to leave."
She bit her lip, hesitating. But instead of pushing him away, her fingers curled against his skin. As his lips pressed against her neck, she finally gave in, melting into his embrace.
In a dark, hidden location, the leader of Akatsuki, Pain, sat in deep thought. His expression was unreadable as Konan approached him.
"If Itachi has escaped..." she began.
Pain narrowed his eyes. "And if Deidara, Sasori, and Kisame have taken half of our weapons..."
"Yes. The weapons are highly dangerous. If used, the destruction of the city would be inevitable."
A voice emerged from the shadows. "We need to recover what was taken."
Pain turned to see a figure stepping forward. It was a man with black hair, a spiraled mask covering part of his face.
"Tobi... do you have a solution?"
A sinister chuckle filled the room. "Oh, I have just the thing."
#
The night was calm, but inside Naruto's apartment, a familiar warmth filled the air.
Naruto sat on the couch, his upper body bare except for the fresh bandages wrapped around his **injured shoulder**. The gunshot wound he received during the last mission was healing, but the pain still lingered.
Ino knelt beside him, carefully adjusting the bandage. Her fingers were gentle as she tied the last knot.
"There you go," she said with a satisfied smile.
Naruto grinned. "Thanks, Ino-chan. You're always so cheerful."
Ino giggled. "Of course! You're my soulmate, after all."
Before Naruto could react, a cold voice interrupted them.
**"Your soulmate… the pervert, you mean."**
Both turned to see **Saruyo**, standing near the doorway with her usual icy stare. Her arms were crossed, and her sharp eyes flickered toward **Ino** with faint amusement.
Ino stuck out her tongue playfully. "Oh, come on, Saruyo. You know it's true."
Before Saruyo could respond, **Ino suddenly smirked and turned toward Hinata, who was sitting quietly nearby**.
"Oh! That reminds me!" Ino grinned wickedly. "**Hinata, how did it feel last night when you lost your virginity to Naruto?**"
Hinata's **entire face turned crimson**.
"Eh?! I-I…" Hinata stammered, covering her face with her hands.
Saruyo, watching the scene unfold, sighed. "**You're such a pervert, Ino. You were the one who corrupted Naruto in the first place.**"
Ino **grinned mischievously**. "Hah! That's rich, coming from you! **You were moaning like crazy last night with Naruto, and it was your first time too!**"
Saruyo's **icy expression didn't change**, but a faint pink hue dusted her cheeks.
"Tch," she muttered, looking away. "Hmph. At least I don't announce it to the whole room like a fool."
Ino rolled her eyes. "You just don't want to admit that you enjoyed it."
Instead of responding, Saruyo simply **grabbed Naruto by the arm**, pulling him up.
"Enough talk," she said. "**Let's go inside. All four of us.**"
Naruto blinked. "Eh? All four of us?"
Ino winked. "Of course! It's more fun that way, right?"
Hinata, still red-faced, nervously followed as **the group disappeared into the bedroom**.
### **Tsunade's Dilemma**
Meanwhile, in her private office, **Tsunade** leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples. The stress of her position as **the mayor of Konoha City** was getting to her.
She narrowed her golden eyes at the documents in front of her.
"Where the hell is the Akatsuki hiding this time?" she muttered to herself.
**They had stolen half of the city's illegal weapons supply**, and the remaining half had been shipped out. If they struck again, the damage would be catastrophic.
"I need to think," she whispered.
But as the night dragged on, she exhaled tiredly.
**"Damn it, it's late. I should go to bed."**
She stood up, stretching her curvy figure, before walking toward her **bedroom**.
After a long shower, she slipped into her **nightwear**—a dangerously **revealing, silky outfit** that barely covered her.
Her **massive chest strained against the fabric**, leaving little to the imagination.
She glanced at herself in the mirror, smirking.
"Well… I *am* Naruto's fourth lover now," she murmured to herself. "Maybe I should just go sleep with him already."
She chuckled, shaking her head.
"But seriously… why not?"
A mischievous glint flashed in her golden eyes as she **walked out of her bedroom** and made her way toward Naruto's room.
### **Naruto's Bedroom – A Night to Remember**
Naruto was already lying on the bed, wearing only a **pair of shorts**. His **lean, toned body glowed under the dim lights**, his **pale skin almost looking angelic**.
His **delicate, almost feminine face** was peaceful as he rested.
Across the room, **Saruyo, Ino, and Hinata were getting dressed for the night**, preparing for **another unforgettable evening**.
Saruyo wore **only a lacy black bra**, her toned stomach exposed as she adjusted the straps.
Ino had put on **a short pair of tight shorts and a matching bra**, her bouncy energy making her outfit look even more playful.
Hinata, as expected, **was the shyest**, her **curvy figure barely hidden under a soft, pastel-colored set of lingerie**.
Suddenly, the door creaked open.
All three girls turned to see **Tsunade standing there**, her nightwear **clinging to her impossibly curvy figure**.
**Her breasts were undeniably larger than all three of theirs combined.**
Ino's eyes widened with excitement. "Tsunade-sama! Are you joining us tonight?"
Tsunade smiled seductively. "Of course. After all, I *am* one of Naruto's lovers too."
Hinata's blush deepened, and even **Saruyo**, the ever-cold and composed queen, narrowed her eyes slightly.
Tsunade sauntered toward the bed, **her chest bouncing slightly with each step**.
She smirked down at Naruto's sleeping figure before she **climbed onto the bed, straddling him.**
She leaned down, whispering in his ear. "**Time to wake up, Naruto. Let's make this a night to remember.**"
Naruto stirred slightly, his lips curling into a **knowing smile**.
**"Yeah… this is gonna be a great night."**
### **
Far away, in a hidden underground base, **Pain sat on his throne**, his piercing Rinnegan eyes glowing in the darkness.
Konan stood beside him, her expression unreadable.
Pain's voice was low and commanding. "So, what is the plan, Tobi?"
From the shadows, **a figure stepped forward**—a man with wild black hair and a **single glowing red eye**.
**Tobi.**
He chuckled darkly. "Oh, it's quite simple."
Konan narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure about this?"
Tobi's tone remained playful, yet **sinister**. "Of course. Tsunade is a fool—she thinks she's won. But she has no idea what's coming."
Pain leaned forward. "And how exactly do you plan to steal **the biggest weapons facility in the city**?"
Tobi's smirk widened.
"I have spies," he whispered. "Tsunade is *too distracted* to notice what's happening under her nose. She thinks she's in control. But in reality…"
He turned, his **Sharingan flashing ominously**.
**"We're already five steps ahead."**
Pain's gaze darkened. "Then let's prepare. Contact Itachi and get our men ready."
Tobi nodded, his laughter echoing through the room.
"Let the game begin."
the end
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