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Kapitel 46: Haku 2

''God, I don't want to deal with these people.' Naruto reluctantly opened the door to Tazuna's house and noticed his team's shoes still missing. 'Well it is only mid-day; they're probably still out training. Good, it just means I don't have to listen to the banshee wail about the greatness that is Sasuke.''

"Naruto, is that you?" came the voice of Tsunami out of the kitchen.

"Yeah, where is everyone?" After taking off his shoes he heads to the kitchen to get something to drink.

"Father and Kakashi are at the bridge and Sasuke and Sakura are out training. Are you hungry? I just started making lunch for me and Inari." said the motherly woman from where she was making rice balls.

As if on cue his stomach grumbles. With a slight blush he gives one of his patented grins. "That would be great; I just need to wash up."

"Well hurry up, lunch will be ready in ten minutes." 'He's a lot more sedated today. I wonder if something is bothering him.' "Naruto, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I just got up extra early for training and am really tired." As if to punctuate his sentence he yawned as he headed upstairs to the shower. Making a quick detour he grabbed some clean clothes and headed to the bathroom. While shedding his dirty clothes and getting the water to temperature his mind goes to thinking about what he's going to do. Seemingly on autopilot he enters the shower and the next thing he knows is Tsunami asking if he is sure he's ok. After realizing where he was and that he was staring at his rice balls he just brushes it off and eats. After thanking her for a great lunch he goes to his room to rest.

'Something is really bothering him. I wonder if Kakashi would know what it is. I'll ask him when he gets back later.'

The rest of the day is a blur to Naruto. Dinner was thankfully quiet. It seemed that the other two Genin were too tired to notice his withdrawn state and Kakashi just decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth. The night finally finds him pondering on the roof staring at the moon. Without ever turning around he asks "is it right to condemn one person to save the rest sensei? Does the need of the many outweigh the innocence of one individual?"

"That is a question I don't think I can answer." replied the shadowy figure behind Naruto. "Just remember, you have people who care for you. It is these people that make life worth living."

Feeling the breeze of Kakashi's Shushin he decides to turn in. 'I wonder what Haku is doing?' was his final thought before sleep claimed him.

"Why are they chasing me again? All I wanted was to see what the festival was like." a five year old Naruto was currently running for his life. Sadly just like every time before he finds himself cornered in an ally getting the worst beating he's had yet. Just before Naruto loses consciousness, he sees an ANBU drop into the ally and start to lay waste to his attackers. Struggling to see his savior he can't seem to focus and only sees a blurry white mask.

*

With a groan Naruto sits up and stretches his arms.

"You're not taking my mother!" 'That sounded like Inari.' Running downstairs he saw that the first floor looked to have had a bladed tornado run through it. Continuing out front he sees Inari charging two thugs with a kitchen knife.

"Good bye kid" said the shirtless one as he split the child in two only for it to poof into smoke. "What the fuck?"

"Hey, what are you two idiots doing." the thugs finally looked to the roof to see Naruto untying Tsunami with Inari. With a whisper, he tells them to close their eyes since this wouldn't be pretty. Just at that moment the thugs looked to where they set down the tied up woman to find a clone that started to glow. "Bunshin Daibakuha (Clone Detonation)" were the last words either of the thugs heard before their lives ended.

"Inari, watch over your mom and go somewhere safe. I have to help my team." With that he was off. When he made it to the bridge he found that Sakura was protecting Tazuna and Haku had Sasuke at her mercy. He couldn't see through the mist but could feel Kakashi and Zabuza fighting. He heard a scream come from the dome and saw Sasuke go down. He was about to engage Haku when Sakura charged into the dome but on the way in left an explosive tag on the two mirrors she passed.

After getting to Sasuke's body she picked him up and set off the tags. The explosion didn't even affect Haku as she just started to riddle her new target with senbon. After Sakura fell, Haku dropped her Makyo Hyo Sho (Ice Mirrors) and started walking towards Tazuna. Moving between the two, Naruto takes a defensive stance.

"Haku, I can't let you kill him. I cannot condemn these people to be the slaves of Gato." 'I've got to find a way to knock her out. From what I've seen she uses ice as a weapon. Bunshin Daibakuha is out of the question because I refuse to kill her.' as the two were staring each other down looking for a way to end the battle the mist suddenly dissipated to reveal Zabuza being restrained by a bunch of nin dogs and Kakashi preparing a Chidori. Helplessly, Naruto watched as Haku slipped from the mirror next to her to the mirror by Zabuza taking the Chidori to her left breast. After jumping back to avoid Zabuza's sword, Kakashi lays the dying brunette down.

Naruto ran to her side ignoring the fact that Zabuza was still up. "Haku, why did you do that? Please don't leave me."

"Naruto, I had to protect what was precious to me. I would give anything to stay with you but my time has come."

A voice rang out in his head. "You wish to save her?"

Time slowed down and Naruto found himself in a sewer with a sealed cage in front of him. Within the cage, a giant blood red fox inches forward into the light.

Naruto stared. "Kyuubi… You're why everyone hates me." He stated simply.

The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox looked sad, if that was possible. "I'll apologize for that later, as well as explain, I promise. Answer me, now, though. Do you wish to save her?"

"Of course!"

"Then I need you to trust me. You can use my regenerative abilities to heal her, and I can tell you how."

Naruto cocked his head and frowned a bit. Kyuubi could barely hold back laughter at the distinctly fox-like gesture. "I can't see the one who killed thousands doing this out of the goodness of your heart. What do you want in return?"

The demon sighed. "It was never even my fault. If it weren't for that damned Uchiha and his Sharingan I would be sitting comfortably in your mother right now…"

Naruto couldn't even gasp. He was too shocked. But before he could ask anything, Kyuubi spoke again.

"But I'll answer everything you have later. Right now, I need to tell you the biggest consequence that I know of for healing the woman beneath you right now." Seeing his sudden, undivided attention, the fox dropped the bomb. "You will both more likely than not become hanyous. Half-demons. Other than that, I don't know what will happen. I'm sorry that I, the Queen of the Bijuu, and leader of the Kitsune clan, don't know more, but it has been hundreds of years since the last hanyou."

Naruto let that digest a bit. The very thing he had worked so hard to prove he was not. Could he become it? A demon? Even if it is just a half-demon. And could he force that on Haku? That's when something else clicked. "Queen…?"

Kyuubi seemed to smile. "You didn't know? Well, I suppose I do sound a bit man-ish in this form, don't I? Here, let me show you." Kyuubi started to glow red, then there was a flash.

Naruto opened his eyes and beheld perhaps the most beautiful woman he had seen, besides Haku, of course. There before him stood a woman that seemed to be about 30 in age, standing at 5'7", a couple inches taller than him, her breasts, slightly bigger than Haku's, were contained in a red, shoulder-sleeved dress that hung to mid-thigh. Her eyes, completely red with black vertical slits for pupils, held a compassionate gaze to them. Nine fluffy red fox tails stuck out from what had to be a hole in her dress just above her firm ass. Legs that were shorter than Haku's went down to a pair of bare feet.

"Ta da?" Her voice still held a demonic tone, but it was definitely feminine, and somehow subdued.

Naruto shook himself of his thoughts, and remembered something. "So, you don't want anything in return?"

"Well, I'm not particularly uncomfortable in here, although you COULD spruce up the place. It IS your mindscape. We can talk about that later. Right now Haku is still dying in your arms, although while you're in here time is controlled so easily that you could spend a half hour in here for every minute out there."

"Alright, you're right! How do I do this?"

"You need to cover the seal with your blood and mix blood with Haku. Blood must be able to flow between the both of you. When this is done, push my chakra into both her and the seal. I warn you, this will be painful but do not pass out. If you do before I'm done, we all die. Now go, time is of the essence."

Seeing the sight of Haku beneath him once more, he quickly gets started. Stabbing a kunai through his hand he covers his stomach with his blood and puts his bleeding hand on Haku's wound, pushing as much of the fox's power into both as he can.

While this is happening, Gato appears on the bridge with a small army of thugs with him.

"So, the demon of the mist is defeated? You're nothing but a little chibi devil. Luckily, I was never going to pay you. See, missing Nin are so much easier than Ninja from villages to hire because after a missing Nin is done, you just have to kill them while they're weak. Double pay to the man that brings me Zabuza's head."

With a quick look at each other, Zabuza and Kakashi nod "Kakashi, I see no reason to fight you now but I still haven't killed anything yet. Say, first one to kill Gato wins?" it's at this point everyone stops. Not because of what Zabuza said, but because they can feel the chakra that is coming off Naruto at this time. They look over to see a double helix of red chakra spinning around the two teens.

"Zabuza, we need to end this now!" Quickly flying though hand seals he calls out his technique. "Katon: Karyu Endan (Fire release: Flaming Dragon)" but Zabuza was right with him with a call of "Suiton: Suiryudan no Jutsu (Water release: Water Dragon Jutsu)" together the two dragons laid waste to Gato's army. The end of the onslaught had eradicated one fourth of Gato's forces. Zabuza charges in while Kakashi jumps into the air throwing five shuriken and whips through a few hand seals shouting "Kage Shuriken no Jutsu (…you really can't figure this one out?)" as the five metal stars become fifteen killing a dozen thugs. Zabuza reaches the hoard but doesn't attack, seemingly bent on getting to Gato. As he continues his mad dash, he gets struck many times by spears, katana and a hand axe. During this Kakashi rains death upon the hoard with shuriken and kunai.

Fear fills Gato's eyes as he sees Zabuza burst through the line of thugs in front of him and screams. He tries to run away only to have his left arm cut off then his right leg. Gato lay as a bloody mess on the floor screaming in unimaginable amounts of pain. Zabuza lifts his sword high and cuts off Gato's head then bends down to pick it up as Kakashi is distracted for a moment by the chakra that has stopped coming off of the teens behind him. Zabuza sees Naruto still over Haku so he starts his final steps towards the two knowing that he's about to die from all his wounds.

"It looks like I win Kakashi." Chuckling, he tosses the head to Kakashi. Slowly making it over to the other Jounin he notices Naruto breathing deeply and covered in blood, but the thing that astounds him is he can see Haku's wound has been healed. Knowing his life is at an end he walks over to the boy. "Take care of her boy or you won't be able to find a place to hide from my vengeance." With that said, his knees gave out and he falls to the ground.

"You have my word Zabuza, Demon of the Mist," said Naruto with such determination in his eyes that Zabuza grinned.

"I'll hold you to that." and then Zabuza passed from this world to the next.

"Kakashi, go and help Sasuke and Sakura. They're in a near death state." He said as he slowly got to his feet carrying Haku bridal style.

"Right, are you alright? I mean is he..."

"He's still sealed. I just kind of took his chakra to heal Haku. I mean it heals me so I figured it'd heal her too. I'm just lucky I was right. But now I need to get her to a bed and then get some sleep." With that he started on his way to Tazuna's home. By the time he was half way through the village he saw Tsunami rush over to him, Inari already had round up the whole village and laid waste to the last half of Gato's army.

"Are you ok, Naruto?" he smiled when he heard Tsunami's motherly tone.

"Yes, I'm alright. I just need rest. Gato is dead and your father is fine. They're just helping my teammates." After that short decree he continued to the house with Tsunami right behind him. He set Haku on a bed.

Sitting in the other bed in the room, he turned to Tsunami. "Tsunami, I want you to take care of Haku for me. She's not like other people and wouldn't want her secret known. I trust you to keep her secret." With that he finally gave in to the pain and exhaustion.

Naruto opened his eyes to find himself in his mindscape. He looked around, it was particularly cold over his uncovered chest. Wait… uncovered?

Naruto looked down. What he saw actually knocked him to the floor of the sewer, which was, surprisingly, not flooded with water. Naruto had breasts. One would think this wouldn't freak him out, seeing as he was the originator of the Oiroke no Jutsu. But he had invented the jutsu so that there was always lingering smoke around the important bits. It was meant to distract perverts, not get him raped. But there was no smoke, this time. In fact, there was no anything. He wasn't wearing anything to cover up the bottom half, either. The draft around the tip of his penis was proof of tha- … "WHAT?" Naruto looked down, again, peeking out over his new assets, he saw the familiar – no. Not familiar. The appendage dangling from his crotch, slightly above where it used to be, was a good inch longer than he was flaccid, suggesting at least 7 inches when hard, maybe more. The other thing he noticed was that his balls seemed to be missing. In their place, which was revealed with a tentative shift of his penis, was a fleshy mound with a slit down the middle. Wishing he could see himself in his entirety, a mirror shimmered into existence on the wall in front of him. Naruto stood, and looked at himself. His breasts, a 36C, which was a good size for his unchanged age of 14, were perky and round, sitting comfortably on his chest. He lifted a feminine hand up to touch them. Yep, they were real, his hardening member could attest to that. His face has slimmed, and some of his baby fat has left him. His hair was much longer, falling to just above his now full ass, and framed his hips well. It was the same neon blonde in color, and had retained a certain aspect of its spikiness, fanning out in little points all the way down its length. His body was lithe, and athletic, without distracting from the natural curves. He had to admit, full breasts, seductive and wild hair, die-hard body, newly glistening pussy, and a stiff dick, he was quite the site to behold.

Ripping him from his thoughts was a giggle from behind. Whipping around, he saw Kyuubi sitting cross-legged on the ground in her giant cage. It was much too big to hold her in her human form, but the seal kept her from leaving the bars anyway. Naruto noticed, however, that Kyuubi had only three swishing red tails behind her, and tactfully decided to ask about it.

"Kyuubi, what happened to your tails?" He squeaked, surprised. "What happened to my voice?" He sounded.. well, for lack of a better description, like a girl.

Kyuubi sighed, she hadn't been expecting this. "One at a time, I suppose. I used more of my power to change you and Haku than I needed to, mostly because we were pressed for time, and she was dying. It will return, but not for a few years while I'm in here.

"Now, as for your appearance… I really don't know. It would take an extensive look into your DNA and memories to figure out what changed during the Infusion to make you like this. In the meantime, though, you're going to have to find a way to hide this. Your solid henge should work, just don't get hit. Haku seems to be awake, so she knows, though time is slowed right now.

"I'm sure you have other questions, no doubt lingering from the last time you were here. So let's hear them."

Naruto sat on the ground, enjoying the cushion his new butt provided. "You said if it weren't for an Uchiha, you'd be sealed in my mom. I guess I really don't care about the Uchiha, they can all go to hell as far as I'm concerned. What do you know about my mother?"

Kyuubi gained a faraway look on her face. "Kushina Uzumaki from Uzushigakure(Village Hidden in the Whirlpool). Well, she was beautiful, that much was certain. Red hair that whipped around every time she moved. A face much like yours was, and even more-so now. She was a swordsman, one of the best. They called her the Bloody Haberano, both because of her hair, and because of all of the blood she would rend from her enemies."

"Wow… My mom sounds awesome! Where is she? And my dad, did you know him?"

Kyuubi looked at him sadly. "I don't know where she, or your father are. It's an odd story, and I don't know most of it, but that attack on your village 14 years ago was not my fault. I was being used. The only reason the village saw fit to hide your mother during birth was because the seal is weakest during childbirth. I didn't want to escape, mind you, but intelligence had said someone was after the tailed beasts, so they thought it was important to make sure no one could get to her, and by extent, me. From pretty much the moment you were born to a few minutes after I was sealed inside you, all I remember is a blood red color, and that dammed Sharingan. It's gone now, though. The genjutsu he had me under is broken. But when I came to, the only face smiling down at you was Hiruzen Sarutobi's. Your parents were nowhere to be found. Kushi-chan… Why did you leave me?..." Kyuubi started sobbing at the loss of her friend, and Naruto couldn't see her like this. He got up and walked over to the cage, before walking straight through the bars. Kneeling down behind Kyuubi, the futanari-fied Naruto wrapped his arms around her, hugging her against his chest in a soothing embrace.

Once she had calmed down and thanked Naruto, she asked if there was anything else. "Well… Can you tell me about my dad?"

Kyuubi looked at him, a look of sadness plastered on her face. "Naruto… Your father was Minato Namikaze. The Yondaime Hokage."

Images, memories of pictures flashed through Naruto's stunned mind. Drawings and photos he had seen of the Yondaime Hokage suddenly filled his vision. Then images of a woman built by Kyuubi's description. Then of them both, then the adults and him. After the images died down, only the feeling of despair was left. Despair emanating from the thought that those images of the three of them would never come to pass.

But this didn't last long, for a new image crept into his mind. Of Haku, standing in a kimono. Of him, this time in his current state, curiously enough, with his arm around her.

Once again, he was nothing if not happy. He had someone who loved him. But then another thought stuck him. "Thank you, Kyuu-chan, for telling me all of this." Kyuubi's heart fluttered at the sound of Kushina's old nickname for her being used again. "On to brighter thoughts, what can you tell me about being a.. what did you call it? Hanyou?"

Kyuubi smiled. "There are only a few things you will need to worry about, and that is a severe increase in power output, a tail, and a pair of ears. Probably similar to mine. Don't worry, they won't appear for a week or so, and by then I'll teach you how to maintain a demonic genjutsu on them during battle. Elongated canines and claws are also to be expected over the next few days. You and your friend Haku will have a much larger chakra pool now, yours is about double, hers is probably around where yours used to be. Until you get back to Konoha, use a solid henge to hide the new you."

"You keep saying solid henge, what do you mean?"

"Did you ever wonder why your transformations weren't just illusions? How about why you couldn't do a decent Bunshin to save your life, but took to the Kage Bunshin instantly? You had too much chakra, and couldn't fine-tune it enough. I doubt you ever will. Your body automatically fixed it for the henge, though. It made everything you transform into solid enough to touch and move. I would have thought you realized that the first time you touched yourself using Oiroke no Jutsu…"

Naruto ignored the slight jab at his perverted side. "So I'm gonna be like this forever?" He asked, gesturing to his body.

Kyuubi nodded. "Most likely. You'll have to think of a new name for yourself, and get used to female pronouns, now. Why? You don't like your new body?"

Naruto smiled. "Of course I like it! Which is why I wanted to know if I'll be keeping it!" As he said this, he began exploring his new endowments, squeezing and rolling his breasts, pinching his nipples slightly. Moving down his toned stomach, he ignored his cock for the moment, he was already familiar with it. Instead, Naruto rubbed against the outer folds of his vagina, marveling at the feeling it created. He almost completely forgot that Kyuubi was there, as he stuck a finger into his wet slit.

Naruto stopped his ministrations and looked up at the red-haired beauty trying to hold back her laughter. "I don't think I'm a virgin." He spread his pussy open, revealing a tight, but not virgin tight, snatch to the demon.

Kyuubi inspected the glistening folds, poking and prodding at the quivering hole, ignoring Naruto's squeals of pleasure. "I do believe you're right. Your transformation must have sensed that you would have torn your hymen during training, or something, and reacted accordingly." Kyuubi continued to poke and explore the glistening folds until Naruto shot a hand down and grabbed her wrist, forcing the demon away. Kyuubi looked up to see Naruto panting heavily, beads of sweat beginning to form over his brand new, and sensitive, body. "Well, I think it's safe to say it works normally, though as a Hanyou you won't need to worry about getting pregnant unless you want to, and don't worry about being a daddy, either. Go wake up, now, and talk to Haku. And remember what I said about the henge and the name!"

Naruto slid out of his mindscape to quite the sight. Haku was sitting on the other cot in the room, furiously beating off her dick and pinching one of her nipples. Apparently, the Ice-user had woken up to Naruto's new body, and promptly decided it was hot.

Naruto grinned. Haku's eyes were shut, probably living out some fantasy in her head. Crawling over to her, he—no. Naruto scolded himself, he had to start thinking of himself as a girl. SHE, crawled over to her lover, and quickly ripped Haku's hand off of her penis, only to replace it with Naruto's mouth.

Haku moaned softly, trying to keep quiet in case anyone else was home. Her lover's new mouth was softer, and had a cushy feel around the lips. The tongue seemed to be longer, as well, it was reaching places she never thought possible in this position.

Naruto grinned around Haku's cock. If the raven-haired girl was enjoying just this, then she hadn't seen, or felt, rather, anything yet. Deepthroating the slightly longer cock, Naruto- she would have to find a new name for herself soon, this was getting ridiculous- slid her tongue under Haku's dick and out of her mouth. Forcing the phallus deeper, she managed to find her target. Her searching tongue started lapping at Haku's slick pussy while Naruto hummed around her dick.

When Haku felt this, there was nothing she could do. She immediately came from both directions, spurting her first shot directly down the blonde's throat. Naruto would have none of that, however. The last time she did this, Haku's cum hadn't tasted too bad, and she wanted a second chance at it. Pulling back enough to catch the rest of her load in her mouth, she found that this time, Haku's cum actually tasted kind of good.

Pulling off of the softening rod, she lapped up the lingering juices on Haku's pussy before giving her cock head a parting kiss.

Pulling back, she looked up at Haku's half-lidded eyes, and said in a sultry voice, "So, what do you think of the name Uzumaki Lanaya?"


Kapitel 47: Hinata One shot

Sakura sped through the busy streets of Konoha like a fire engine, the crowd of shoppers and shinobi parting to let her slip through. Her cherry-blossom pink hair, which blazed brightly against her dark blue combat uniform and green flak vest, announced her presence more effectively than any siren. As she passed, the crowd grew silent. One look at her steely jades eyes was all it took for them to know that something terrible was about to happen

Keeping her steady pace, she reached the high stone walls that surrounded the compound of the Hyuuga Clan only minutes later. Her arrival was so quick, the old man guarding the gate gave a cry of surprise when he saw her.

The kunoichi suppressed a smile; sneaking up on a Hyuuga was something that few living shinobi could brag about. Her thrill at her accomplishment evaporated when she saw the mark.

The autumn morning had been unseasonably hot and the guard had lifted his headband to mop his dripping brow. Underneath, carved into the skin of his forehead, was the cursed mark of the Hyuuga's Branch House. It was a swastika, sickly green, like the color of putrefying flesh. Curved lines, like perverse wings, flared out on each side, covering the width of his forehead.

She had seen the mark once before, during her first Chuunin exam. Neji Hyuuga of the Branch House removed his headband and exposed his shame to the appalled crowd. He explained how his uncle Hiashi, the leader of the Main House, had once used it to torture Neji's father Hizashi, nearly killing the man that he'd once called his brother.

When he saw her staring, he frowned and shoved his headband back into place. He glared at her with the ghostly, pupil-less eyes that were the hallmark of their clan. "What do you want?"

She averted her eyes from his forehead and stepped up to the gate. "Medical emergency; we were told that Hinata Hyuuga was bleeding. Let me in."

The guard crossed his arms. "We have our own medical ninja. Besides, they would have told me if the Main House was expecting a-"

"Wait!"

A dark-haired man in his late twenties appeared. Sakura studied his face for a moment, before realizing him to be Hinata's bodyguard, Ko. "Hey, you're quick. You even beat the messenger hawk."

Sakura noticed that he didn't wear a headband. Like the others in the Main House, he had no mark to hide. "Your message said that Hinata was bleeding. Are you going to let me in to treat her?"

"It also said that we required the presence of Lady Tsunade. This situation is very sensitive and-"

"The Hokage does notdo house-calls. Not even for you. Are you going to let me in, or are we going to chit-chat all day?"

Ko nodded to the guard, who unlocked the gate. Sakura moved to step through, but Ko held up his hand, halting her advance. "Sorry. I have to search you first."

Sakura saw the veins on Ko's temples bulge, the irises of both of his eyes taking on a purplish tinge. The Hyuuga's famed Byakugan technique.

She couldn't help but to blush, feeling more than a little self-conscious. With the Byakugan, he could see a person's chakra through kilometers of forest or meters of solid rock. Peering through her clothes would be child's play.

She gritted her teeth and fought the impulse to turn away. Instead, she glared back at him, trying to give him a taste of her own discomfort. When his gaze fell to her hips, he stopped. He leaned in slightly and his eyes narrowed.

Sakura felt a vein on her forehead twitch, resisting the urge to invert the man's nose.

Are you getting a good look at me, pervert? Do I have something down there that other girls don't? I bet you're getting the world's biggest hard-on, aren't you? Standing there, staring at my- Oh my God.

Her blush intensified, outshining her hair by a long-shot. Sheepishly she reached behind her back. Below her vest and just above her medical pouch was her chuunin's tanto. She drew the blade from its green sheath and handed it to the guard.

"Sorry," she said in a low voice. "I keep forgetting it's back there."

Ko's eyes returned to their usual state and the veins in his temples shrunk. He smiled and gestured for her to enter. "That's okay. Happens all the time."

She stepped through and winced when the gate slammed shut behind her. "So, how is Hinata? Is she still bleeding?"

Ko's smile faded. "No." He motioned for her to follow him. "Unfortunately."

A year ago, just before the start of the war, Pein had destroyed Konoha. His attack had spared nothing, not even the foundations of the buildings. When it was finally rebuilt, everything had changed. It was a new village for a new age of peace and commerce. Sadly, that didn't seem to apply to the Hyuuga compound.

As Ko led her through the maze of traditional-style buildings, Sakura saw that everything was exactly the same as before: the wood-and-rice-paper architecture; the lush, manicured landscaping; the peaceful gardens that were bursting with color; the cool, tranquil koi pond; even the little fountain with the bamboo deer-chaser that went 'donk' when it tipped over.

This place was an anomaly; a serene island in the heart of a busy village, which itself was at the center of a newer and busier world. The numinous quiet here was delicious and inviting. With each step down the spotless paths, Sakura found the beauty of this place harder to resist.

As they approached the Main House she saw them. A dozen men and women, all alike in their black robes and white headbands, silently pored over the grounds. Nothing, not the tiniest piece of trash or the smallest stain or the slightest imperfection, escaped their attention. From their headbands, she knew that all were members of the Branch House.

She clenched her hands tightly into fists, her knuckles whitening from her harsh grip. Yeah. It's easy to be genteel when you've got an army of slaves doing your dirty work. Who cares if they're your own family? Assholes.

Hinata's bedroom was near the back side of the Main House. Inside, she saw the girl in question sitting up in bed with her trademark worried look. She was still in her bed-robe, an indigo color a few shades lighter than her long, straight hair. In her hand was a piece of white fabric and Sakura noticed that Hinata's thumb was busy worrying the edge of it. Her father, Hiashi, stood at the bedside.

She had seen Hiashi once before during her first Chuunin exam, and his stony, sour expression had not improved in the slightest. His dark brown hair was a bit longer and straighter than Hinata's, but that's where the similarity between them ended. Hinata's sweet, round face always betrayed her emotions. Hiashi's face was as lean and angular as a hatchet…and it had nearly the same emotional range as one, too.

Sakura scanned the room. The walls and ceiling were darkly-stained cedar while the floor was covered by a thick violet carpet. A vanity desk with an exquisitely-polished lacquer finish sat against the wall, though it seemed a bit small for Hinata, who was nearly eighteen years old. The upper shelves above were lined with porcelain dolls, all perfectly arranged. The shelves below were stacked with dog-eared books, all classics. And in the center of the room, framed by an enormous carved headboard, was a single bed, barely large enough for its occupant.

So this is what a princess' bedchamber looks like.

Hiashi sighed. "I had expected the Hokage to honor us with her presence. Doesn't she realize the sensitivity of this situation?"

Sakura shot a glance at him. "Of course she does. That's why she picked me to fill in for her." She reached back and slapped her medical pouch. "Let's split this up. You worry about all the 'sensitivity' stuff and I'll worry about the patient. Okay?"

Before Hiashi could react, she turned to Hinata. "Where are you hurt?"

Hinata blushed. She tried to speak but all that came out of her mouth were stammers.

Sakura kept watching the girl's hand. As Hinata's frustration grew, her thumb rubbed the white cloth faster and harder. Sakura hoped the friction wouldn't set the damned thing ablaze.

Hiashi crossed his arms. "Just show her."

Hinata trembled when she handed Sakura the cloth.

Sakura was surprised to see that it was a pair of white cotton panties. Despite a worn patch where her thumb had been, the outside showed nothing interesting. Inside, on the panel between the leg-holes, were two reddish brown dots.

Sakura's eye twitched again as her grip tightened around the undergarment. "I ran all the way here because you're...spotting?"

Hiashi yanked the panties from her grip, the girl struggling to suppress her ire. "It's a sign that ovulation may have occurred. You're here to determine if that has happened or if that has not. Nothing more."

"Ovulation? That should be happening about two weeks into her cycle." She turned to Hinata. "When was your last period?"

Before Hinata could reply, her father spoke. "I take it that the Hokage has explained nothingto you."

Sakura put her hands on her hips. "When I hear that someone is bleeding, I don't wait for a medical history. I treat the injury. Besides, she told me that I should be able to handle this."

Hiashi sighed. "You do know about her condition, don't you?" When Sakura gave him a confused look, his scowl grew deeper. "Last year? When that monster Pein nearly killed my daughter? When you treated her wounds?" He threw up his hands. "Honestly! It was right in front of you. How could you not see it?"

"He didn't hurt me there," said Hinata. Sakura and Hiashi were both surprised by the sudden clarity of her voice. "She doesn't know."

Hiashi's scowl softened. "Then show her. If she has the Hokage's trust, then I have no choice but to abide with that."

Sakura watched Hinata pull her covers to the side and then reach for the sash of her bed-robe. Sakura glanced at the panties that were still in Hiashi's hand and held up her hand to signal Hinata to stop. "This would be a good time for you to step outside, Hyuuga-sama."

Hiashi didn't move.

Sakura glared at him. "I'll probably have to perform a pelvic examination. Check her cervix."

"I have never been the squeamish type, Haruno-san."

"She'll have to undress for that."

"Obviously."

Sakura took a step toward him. "You mean to tell me that you're going to stand there and watch while I-"

Hiashi stepped toward her and leaned forward, putting his enraged face in hers. "I'm her father!"

"Exactly!"

The two glowered at each other, their faces barely centimeters apart. The indomitable intensity of his stare was matched by the righteous fury in hers.

Their silent standoff was broken by the sound of Hinata's voice. "I-It's alright, Sakura-san. He can stay if he wishes."

Sakura reached behind her and grabbed her medical pouch. "Fine." She pulled a pair of latex gloves from the side pouch and snapped them on. "Lay back, Hinata. Undo your..." - she shot a glance at Hiashi - "...your robe."

When Hinata untied her sash and spread her legs, Sakura looked down and gasped. Between her thighs, framed by the silky dark curls of her pubic hair, was a penis and a pair of testicles.

Sakura stepped back. "You're a-a...boy?"

"N-no…" Hinata murmured, halting her movements shyly.

"Do not waste time," Hiashi commanded. "Show her the rest."

Hinata nodded obediently and reached down, lifting her scrotum. Underneath was a narrow slit. Curious, Sakura leaned forward and gave it a closer look. With Hinata's legs splayed out, the slit was slightly open in the middle. It appeared to be the entrance to a normal vagina.

"A...hermaphrodite?"

Hiashi pulled the chair from the vanity desk and sat on it. "We prefer the term futanari. It means 'dual form'." Her mother suffered from the same condition. Her maternal grandmother as well."

Sakura's eyes widened as her brain tried to accept what her eyes could plainly see. "Does it, uh... Oh boy. I mean, does all that stuff...work?"

"That's why you're here," said Hiashi. "To determine that." He leaned back in the chair. "Your concern is well-placed, though. Hyuuga women who suffer from futanari often experience menarche late. Some never experience it at all. Because of this, our tradition states that if a maiden of the Main House does not demonstrate her capacity for fertility by her eighteenth year, then she will become ineligible to remain in her current status."

"Okay," said Sakura as she tried to summon the definition of the word 'menarche.' "So let me understand this. If you are in the Main House...and you're a maiden...and you, uh..."

"If she doesn't have her first period by the time she's eighteen, then she can't stay in the main family!" Hiashi hissed in irritation. "I'll be forced to brand her with the mark and banish her to the Branch House. Her sister Hanabi will become my heir. At least she'shaving regular periods."

Sakura glanced at the girl, Hinata's eyes staring blankly ahead. Her lips began to tremble and it was clear that she was fighting back tears.

Sakura gritted her teeth as she kneeled on the bed beside Hinata. She glanced at Hiashi. He was watching her use her fingers to spread Hinata's slit. Asshole. Going to carve a fucking swastika on your daughter's forehead because her body won't obey some bullshit tradition? You're a fascist, Hiashi. A fucking fascist.

Sakura inserted her middle finger. She glanced at Hinata's face again. Hinata's eyes were now tightly-shut, small shudders wracking her body. She didn't need to look at Hiashi. Bastard. Probably sitting there with a hard-on. Probably counting the seconds until he can go jack it off. If anything, you're even worse than my father. At least he knows better than to stare at me like that.

After she finished probing Hinata's cervix, she examined the fluid that covered the tip of her gloved finger. She pressed her thumb against it and then pulled it away, watching the strings of fluid stretch and break.

Hiashi leaned forward. "Well, Haruno-san?"

Sakura began stripping off her gloves. "Can't tell. The cervix isn't too high or too low. It's not too soft or too hard. The cervical mucus is a bit stringy, but not stringy enough or plentiful enough to clearly indicate fertility. I'll try examining her with my chakra."

She held her hands above Hinata's lower abdomen. She forced her chakra through Hinata's body and monitored the slight variations in its flow.

After a few minutes, Sakura took her hands away. She stood up and patted Hinata's shoulder. When Hinata opened her eyes, Sakura smiled.

"Your reproductive organs are packed like sardines in a can. You probably knew that already. Your ovaries are under-developed but they're basically okay." Sakura glanced at Hinata's plump bosom. "And they don't seem to have any trouble producing hormones. Best I can give you is a definite maybe. Don't worry. If you've ovulated, you'll know it in about two weeks."

Hiashi rose. "Thank you for your time, Haruno-san. I will walk you out."

The two walked in silence the house, Hiashi leading the way. He waited until they were well away from the bedroom door before he spoke. "How is she? The truth this time."

Sakura gave a heavy sigh. "Bad. Her ovaries are very malformed. She might have produced an egg, but..." She bit her lip. "Why did you call me? You have medical ninjas in your clan."

Hiashi stopped and turned toward her. "Politics. Family politics. If Hinata is able to successfully demonstrate her fertility, then her husband will be chosen from one set of suitors. If not, Hanabi's husband will be chosen from a different set. Whoever is chosen will become the next leader of our clan."

Sakura leaned her head back. So that's it. Winner takes all. And if he's in the Branch House, he wins his freedom and the clan. No wonder they need the help of an outsider. "What about Hinata? Won't she become the leader?"

He continued down the path. "Tradition dictates that a man must lead the Main House. She will look after the children. Her husband will look after the clan."

Sakura clenched her fists, more than fed up with the man in front of her. "Does Mister Lucky know that Hinata has a little surprise waiting for him between her legs?"

"Undeniably. There are few things that can be hidden from the Byakugan."

"If that's true, then why call me at all? You could have looked inside her yourself and saved the trouble."

Hiashi was quiet for a moment. He looked over his shoulder and then spoke in a soft voice. "The Byakugan can't see everything. It's best for detecting variations in chakra. We can easily see the body's chakra network. However, an unfertilized egg has the same amount of chakra as the surrounding tissue, so it's quite invisible to our eyes."

She tilted her head. "Unfertilized?"

He flashed a slight smile. "At the moment of conception, the chakra inside the egg changes. A mixture of the mother's nature and the father's. It's tiny, but if we look hard enough, we can see it clearly against the mother's chakra."

They continued on, strolling the serene paths that led to the gate. The quiet, which she found soothing a half-hour before, was now leaden and suffocating.

When they reached the gate, Hiashi turned to her. "We'll continue to keep her in bed until she achieves menarche. Or until the end of December, when she turns eighteen."

"Continue? How long she been there? Please tell me you haven't kept her in that little room since the end of the war."

He didn't answer.

She looked through the iron bars of the gate. She knew this wasn't her business. She knew that it wasn't her place to get involved. Once the gate closed behind her, it was her duty to forget everything she saw.

But she couldn't shake the image of Hinata, locked in a tiny room for a year. Or with a green swastika on her forehead.

"Can I have her?" she said. "Take her out? Just for one night? It might...relax her enough for nature to take its course."

Hiashi stared through the gate at the busy street outside. "Perhaps. I could arrange for Ko to accompany you and-"

"No! That's the point. She needs to do something where there's no bodyguards, no chaperones." She reached out and grabbed the iron bars of the gate. "No prisons. Let her have a little fun for once. Be a girl. While she can."

He signaled the guard to open the gate. "If I agree, you will have to ensure her safety. Never let her out of your sight. And keep her away from any...immoral influences."

She stepped through and watched the gate close.

He was silent for a moment. "Be here. Tonight. Seven o'clock. Return her before ten. Not a minute later. Promise me."

The guard tossed her tanto. After she caught it, she studied its keen edge for a moment.

"I promise, Hyuuga-sama." You bastard tyrant.

At seven o'clock, Sakura stood outside the gate and suffered through Hiashi's list of rules and conditions. She stopped counting at thirty.

By the time he finished, the last glimmers of twilight had faded away, and Sakura was illuminated only by the harsh yellow glare from a streetlight. Inside, through the gate, she could see green paper lanterns spring to life in the dark spaces between the buildings, flitting like fireflies as they were lit and hung.

The guard swung the gate open. Ko emerged, followed by Hinata. Hinata was dressed in the same lavender-and-cream jacket that Sakura always saw her in before the war. Her face was a pleasant but lifeless mask, like one of her porcelain dolls, while Ko's expression was grave, as though he was escorting his cousin through the gates of the underworld instead of sending her off on a girls' night out.

As the gate clanged shut again, Hiashi said, "I admit, Haruno-san, that some of my rules may seem a bit draconian. My only interest is in what's best for Hinata."

Sakura suppressed a smile. "Yes, Hyuuga-sama. That's my interest as well."

Five blocks to the south was Konoha's Club Zone, a nest of bars, clubs, and dance halls where shinobi over sixteen were permitted to indulge themselves. Officially, the Hokage commissioned the zone to help the depleted and war-torn veterans celebrate their hard-won victory. Unofficially, Sakura knew that the nine months since its opening and the sudden overcrowding of her maternity ward was not an unintended coincidence.

Simply taking Hinata onto any of those streets was a violation of Rules 12 and 13. If Sakura took her into any of the clubs, that alone would break Rules 16 through 20. After that, it was dealer's choice. Sakura had heard of several places where Rules 14, 21, and 22 could be checked off and a few which also allowed them to get in Rules 26 through 29. In one particularly notorious establishment, they could cover almost everything from Rule 10 on down, but only if they could pass for gay men.

Sakura squinted at the red neon signs, trying to choose the club would piss Hiashi off the most. "Sorry, Hinata, but I've never been down here before. My nurses talk about these places all the time, but..."

"I-I... I don't want this."

Sakura whirled around. It was the first time this evening that she heard Hinata speak. "Are you kidding? Aren't you aching for a wild night on the town? After being cooped up in that prison for so long?"

"No. I-I-I want... I want..."

Sakura felt her shoulders drop as she realized that her plans were falling apart. "What, Hinata-chan? What do you want? What could possibly be more exciting than this place?"

A blush spread across Hinata's cheeks. "I-I want..." She looked directly into Sakura's eyes. "Naruto."

Naruto Uzumaki. Rule Number 1.

Sakura's lips curled into an evil smile. "Yes. Let's go see Naruto."

They meandered west through the empty streets of the industrial quarter. The red neon and the din of music and laughter had faded away, leaving only the glare of streetlights and the bark of the occasional stray dog.

Hinata looked around at the blind windows and darkened shop-fronts. "Are you sure he lives here?"

Sakura pulled a ragged scrap of paper from the inside pocket of her combat vest. She squinted at it, trying to decipher the uneven scrawl. "He gave me his new address about a year ago. We're on the right street. Should be another block ahead."

Hinata's eyebrows raised. "You've never been to see him?"

"Well, it's not like I don't want to see him. I just...haven't gotten around to it. You know, too busy with the hospital and all that. I mean, this is the first night I've taken off since-"

"Since Sasuke died?"

Sakura stopped cold. Her vest did nothing to protect her from the pain which stabbed her heart. She tried to utter a reply but nothing came out of her mouth but stammers.

Hinata turned to face her. "Isn't that why you're always dressed like that? Like you're still fighting the war?"

Sakura felt a drop of sweat roll down her cheek. "N-No. That's not..." She took a breath and then she balled her hands into fists. "It's because I'm a shinobi." She straightened her spine and held her head high. "And for a shinobi the price of peace is eternal vigilance."

Hinata faced away and crossed her arms. "Sort of answer my father would give."

A wicked green flame burned in Sakura's eyes. So, the princess deigns to bare her pretty little fangs. That's fine. I'm a big girl now. I can take a nip here and there. But comparing me to your father? That's absolutely unforgivable.

"Just give me the address," said Hinata. "I'll find it. I don't need your help."

Sakura stepped toward Hinata, bringing herself within slapping range. Congratulations, princess. This is the first time since the war that I've allowed the enemy to trick me into underestimating them. Thank you. For reminding me why I keep my guard up.She grabbed Hinata's shoulder and spun her around.

Tears were gushing from Hinata's eyes. She was trembling. "Because that's why you're doing this, isn't it? Taking pity on the freak?"

The fire in Sakura's eyes sputtered out. Her fist unclenched. Her fury, which had burned in her belly like a furnace, was completely extinguished.

She looked into Hinata's eyes. "No. That's not it. I'm only trying to help out a lonely girl. A lonely princess whose father locked her away in a tower...like in a fairy story." She fished a handkerchief from one of the pockets of her vest and offered it to Hinata. "But since Prince Charming didn't seem like he'd rescue you in time, I thought I'd fill in for him."

Hinata accepted the handkerchief and wiped her face. Her tears had stopped. She returned Sakura's gaze. "Thank you. For this. For everything."

Sakura smiled. "No problem." She nodded at the street ahead of them. "Let's go find your Prince Charming. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you."

A minute later, both women were stunned when they saw the building at the given address. It was a three-story block of flats with a ramshackle penthouse on top. Though it couldn't have been more than a year old, it seemed funky and dilapidated, like a layer cake that had been baked and frosted by a small child.

"I can't believe it," said Sakura. "It…it's exactly like his old apartment building. But...why? He's the savior of the shinobi world. You'd think he would live somewhere a little more-"

"It's home," said Hinata, a faint smile on her lips. "To him, this is home. The only kind of home he's ever known."

Sakura noticed that only the penthouse windows were lit. "Shall we jump up there and say 'Hello?'"

Hinata's eyes formed the Byakugan. "No. Let's take the stairs. Quietly."

Sakura tilted her head. "Why?"

Hinata's eyes returned to normal and she flashed a concerned glanced at Sakura. "Because he's not alone."

As they crept up the final flight of stairs, they heard muffled cries from the penthouse. They felt the deck vibrate as they heard heavy things thudding against the floor.

Hinata tapped on Sakura's shoulder and whispered. "Sounds like he's being attacked. There were two other people in the room. Should we go and save him?"

Sakura cupped her hand over her mouth to whisper her reply. "No. Last time you tried to save him, you got shish-kebobbed, remember? If hecan't handle these guys, then we're all done for."

They tip-toed their way to one of his bedroom windows. Before they reached it, they heard more thuds, followed by angry shouts. "You've come between me and my plans for the last time. Prepare to die!"

The bottom of his window was open. Sakura knelt down to peek through it. Suddenly, a shape leapt past her inside the room. Sakura snapped her head down and listened.

"No, Emperor Baal, it is you who shall die this day! Prepare to taste my ultimate vengeance!"

Sakura shared a look with Hinata, leaning forward to peek again. She saw Naruto, dressed as usual in his orange-and-black jacket and pants, with a green bath-towel tied around his neck. In his hand was a crudely-formed cardboard shuriken that was painted black. She moved over, risking a little more exposure, and saw that he was facing two of his shadow clones.

"Rasenshuriken!" He cried, raising the paper shuriken and hurling it. It landed at the feet of the two shadow clones, both falling to the floor and pretending to cry out in pain.

Naruto put his hands on his hips. "And that's what you get when you fuck with a super-ninja."

Sakura sat beside Hinata, who had joined her under the windowsill. Her eyes glazed over, feeling the strangest urge to slam her face into her palm. "He just turned eighteen. He and Sasuke defeated Madara and saved the world. And he's still up in his room, playing ninja?"

Hinata turned, got on her knees, and peeked inside. A warm smile came over her face. "That's who he is."

Sakura huffed and crossed her arms. She glanced down at her watch. "At least somebody's having fun."

"Hey, I'm bored," Sakura heard one of the Narutos whine, presumably a clone. "This shit is getting old. Let's do something else."

"Like what?"

"Like how about our favorite game? The sexy one?"

When she heard the word "sexy," Sakura furrowed her brow. "He better not mean..." She got up onto her knees to take a look.

"Oiroke no Jutsu!"

The two clones transformed, taking on the appearance of centerfold models with flowing, waist-long, blond hair. When the smoke cleared, she saw that one of them still had male genitals.

Naruto laughed at the clone. "Dude, you suck at transformations."

The dick-girl stuck out her tongue, pouting petulantly.

The original unzipped his jacket, letting it and the towel fall to the floor. "Stand back. You can spank that naughty monkey while you watch us."

Sakura watched the fully-female clone laid back on the bed and spread her legs. "What does he think he's going to do with her? That's just a transformation. It's not like they can...do stuff...together."

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The three were quiet for a moment. Then the two clones formed hand-signs and disappeared. When their memories entered Naruto's mind, he put on a satisfied grin.

He glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was nine thirty-five. He leapt into bed, threw the covers over himself, and switched off the lamp beside his bed.

A minute later, Sakura heard his soft snores emanating from the dark room. She reached over and tugged on Hinata's jacket.

Hinata jumped. "What?"

"Come on. Time to go. I've got to get you back home."

They crept back to the stairs. Sakura noticed that Hinata's movements were shaky. When they arrived at the bottom of the stairs, she saw Hinata take off her jacket and hang it over her arm.

"Sorry," said Hinata. "I'm a little hot right now."

Sakura nodded her head in response. She smiled. She could see that Hinata was holding her jacket so that it covered her crotch. In the dim light, Sakura could also see the tips of Hinata's breasts, straining against the cotton of her white T-shirt.

Hinata noticed Sakura staring at her chest. She put her jacket back on.

They walked back to the Hyuuga compound. When they were almost at the gate, Sakura broke the silence. "I'm sorry, Hinata. I dragged you all the way down there and we didn't even-"

"It could work," Hinata said. Her voice was steady and had a strange confidence. Her eyes stared forward at the gate. "Him and me. I always thought he would laugh at me. Because of my body. But he's not like that. He's...perfect for me." She turned to Sakura and smiled. "Like you said. He's my real-life Prince Charming."

Sakura closed one eye. "Well, I wouldn't say that, exactly. He's not really the type who-"

They gate creaked open. Hiashi stood in the entrance. "It is ten o'clock. Exactly."

"If I ask you for another favor," Hinata said the Sakura in a rushed whisper, "would you do it?"

Sakura glanced at Hiashi. He was tapping his foot. "Will it get you in trouble?"

Hinata gave her a big grin. "Yes. Definitely."

Hiashi spoke louder. "It is ten o'clock, Haruno-san. Not a minute later, remember?"

Sakura's eyes narrowed. "Yes," she whispered to Hinata. "Definitely."

Hinata leaned forward, pecked Sakura on the cheek, and ran off to greet her father.

After the gate closed, Sakura stood and watched the green lanterns sway in the autumn breeze. She held her hand over the spot where Hinata had kissed her and remembered how warm her lips felt.

"Yes. Definitely."


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