Chapitre 93: Chapter 91 : War Cometh (1)
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My jiji is in the hospital, waiting for me to wake him. My father has returned, ready to be the parent I've never had. My women are sad because we have to be apart. My students are ready to learn, and I am ready to teach. My godfather is searching for a Sannin, and I must lend him my help.
There is so much going on in my life right now, it's almost overwhelming. If it was up to me, I'd stay with Anko and Mei forever, but we are shinobi, we have certain duties. Our villages need us, and in this delicate time, we need to be strong. I can feel war on the horizon, and we must be ready.
Me and my fellow monster's need to be ready, because war cometh.
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It was… frightening.
Mitarashi Anko and Terumi Mei were considered powerful kunoichi, some of the top female ninja out there, but watching the spar before them; they couldn't help but fully realize how weak they truly were.
Uzumaki Naruto was the Kamikage of Konoha. He had fought Jinchuuriki, Kage, and even a Jinchuuriki that was a Kage. He was considered to be the most powerful shinobi in all the nations. He was faster, stronger, and all around superior than any ninja that walked the earth.
He had faced Suna, Oto, the Shinigami, and Iwa all at once, and came out the victor. Uzumaki Naruto was a god among men, the greatest there was.
So why was he the one panting, and his opponent the one with the smirk?
Deciding to spar after… his son introduced his love interests; Minato was surprised to hear that Naruto had managed to learn the Hiraishin. The fact that he was able to learn such an advanced technique in a month had almost been too much to take in. It had taken him the majority of his shinobi career to perfect the Nidaime's technique.
His son must have been a genius on a level not known to man for him to accomplish such a feat.
But after sparing with his child, he quickly found something unexpected. He was better than Naruto at the Hiraishin. The prolonged use of the Flying Thunder God was close to impossible. Human beings were not meant to move that fast, and the continued jumps wore the user down, fast.
Minato, having used the technique for years, was intimate with the jutsu, able to shrug the fatigue and exhaustion off just as fast as it came.
He didn't know if it made him a bad father, but the fact that he was still better at something than his genius son made him happy. Of course, if they truly fought, not as father and son, but as enemies, the outcome was impossible to predict. He'd rather not think about it, though. He would die before he struck his son with malicious intent.
So here he was, standing tall, his breath calm and his smirk present, while his son panted, his brow covered in sweat.
His dad was too advanced in the technique they decided to exclusively use for this spar. It kind of made him laugh a little. Here he thought fighting the Shodai for real would be a nightmare. The real nightmare was his dad, the Yellow Flash. It was like trying to fight light, or sound. He was too fast, too nimble.
You couldn't fight what was faster than sound, no matter how powerful you were. How any one survived his father was something he didn't understand.
No… he did understand.
Those who survived a battle against the Yondaime Hokage…
They were the ones he chose to spare.
"Well would you look at that!" A deep voice called out, walking up to the two blond shinobi. "The gaki's finally met his match." Jiraiya chuckled.
"Sensei," Minato greeted with a smile on his face.
"Oh shut up, Ero-sennin…" Naruto muttered, crossing his arms. "I can still kick your ass." He said childishly.
"Now, now, kid," Jiraiya wiggled his finger back and forth. "None of that talk. There are beautiful women around, after all." He smirked.
Turning his head to his women, the women he loved more than life itself, he smiled. They sat together, side by side, watching him. It warmed his heart. Next to them, Sakura sat, Sasuke pressed against her front, her arms wrapped around him. Her head hung over his shoulder, her eyes closed.
Sasuke, with his eyes covered in white bandages, was obviously at peace with his demons. He would soon see through his mother's eyes, Naruto made sure to that the moment they next met, which was yesterday morning, before the sun even came out.
Within Sakura's warm embrace he felt so comfortable he could stay there forever. They took each other's first times, they were bonded forever now.
All these things Naruto felt within seconds, his empathy picking everything up.
He then turned to Jiraiya, already knowing what was going to be said. "So you found her, then." He whispered. "Good." He smiled. "When do you go?"
Jiraiya wasn't even a little surprised, already used to his godson's abilities. "In an hour." He replied. "And you're coming with me."
Naruto raised an eyebrow. "I am?" he asked.
"Hai." Jiraiya replied. "I could use your help trying to find her. Your empathy will quicken the search."
"I thought you already found her…" Naruto said.
"One doesn't just "find" a Sannin, kid." The sage said. "I located her general location, that's the best anyone can do, even me. We'll find her pretty quickly, don't worry." He smirked.
"I wouldn't dream of keeping you away from your lovers." He said the last word with a certain emphasis, knowing how embarrassed his first student would be.
And just as predicted, Minato blushed harder than Jiraiya at the female bath houses.
"Alright, I'll go." Naruto shook his head at his Sensei's antics, changing the subject before his father was permanently the color of a tomato. "But we're taking Sasuke with us." He looked to his student, giving a slight nod. And to the small surprise of the others…
Sasuke nodded back.
Leaving a confused – but mostly curious – Minato and Jiraiya, he took his women by the hands and vanished in a gilded flash.
Standing, Sasuke allowed Sakura to lead him to his apartment. He needed to pack his supplies, and more importantly, they needed to have alone time together, much like what Naruto had felt from his lovers.
They were going to be apart for who knew how long, they wanted, needed to lose themselves in each other's flesh again before it was too late.
Minato, having the ever calculating mind he had, was able to determine as much, and his blush intensified. Children leaving to do such… he couldn't even think about it. And his sensei's perverted chuckling and questionable rubbing of his hands wasn't helping.
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Even after an incredibly tough spar with the Yondaime Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto was able and willing to make love to his lovers for as long as he could.
Anko had given him the sultriest look he'd ever seen from the snake summoner, and with her breath touching his ear, and the resulting words that left her mouth, had Naruto standing at attention, in a sense.
He had never thought of using the Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clone) like that before.
Suffice to say, the following… "Activities" they took part in were particularly dirty, but they never felt so good before in their lives.
Now sweaty, and exhausted, Anko and Mei clung to their young lover, his strong heart beating to a steady rhythm filling their ears. They were all somewhat embarrassed by what they had just done, but they also knew that everyone enjoyed themselves. The silence was finally broken by Anko.
"Naruto…" she began. "During the invasion, when Sasuke thought Sakura was killed… he…" she didn't know how she should say it. Naruto could feel the words on her mind, but decided to let her speak them. He wanted both of them to speak their minds around him. He loved them, he'd understand mostly anything.
"I've never felt such dark chakra in my life…" She finally let it out.
She had been terrified of the Uchiha that day. His chakra felt darker than even Orochimaru, something she never thought she'd see. His very soul seemed to scream from the darkness, and it scared her.
Naruto smirked. "Sometimes," he began, "The brightest of lights come from the darkest of places, Anko." He replied. He knew of Sasuke's overwhelmingly dark chakra, but that's exactly what made him so special. A demon was only a demon when they defied god. If they took up the flag of heaven, then they were angels, no matter what they felt like.
"Sasuke may feel like a demon, but he is our demon, and he will devour our enemies, as will I." There wasn't a single thing Naruto wouldn't do for his home.
Anko just nodded, believing what her knight was telling her. If Sasuke had such powerful compliments and trust from someone like Uzumaki Naruto, she knew they were someone she could feel safe around. She knew him to be a chunin – a new promotion, but a promotion nonetheless – but she just couldn't help but wonder just how powerful the young Uchiha truly was.
She hadn't seen what the boy could do, not really. The fight against Gaara was spectacular, but it also ended prematurely, on both occasions. And those eyes… those eyes that looped around crimson and black.
Those eyes that were filled with brutal darkness would never leave her nightmares. She just knew, somehow, that Uchiha Sasuke was someone not to be trifled with any longer. She could just tell in the way he spoke, the way he walked.
On the other side, Mei sighed. Naruto tightened his arm around the warm body of his Kiri lover, nodding his head.
"I know…" he then tightened the arm around Anko, "I don't want this to end, either." He groaned, sitting upright.
"But I have to be at the gate in ten minutes…" He skillfully slid out of bed, collecting his scattered clothes.
"I already know the answer, but do you have to leave?" He asked Mei with a pout.
Mei nodded, somewhat sadly. "Yes," she began, "I need to get back to Kiri. News of the invasion has already reached my borders. If I don't hurry back, my shinobi will become restless." She then gave a small smile.
"And don't you want my people to know that their "almighty hero" beat back a god?" She asked.
"I'd rather have you all to myself." He answered honestly. Naruto knew about the hero worship Kiri felt towards him, but none of that stuff really appealed to him. Sure, it was nice to know that people appreciated him, but only in reason.
When they started building statues of you and praying to you like you're some kind of messiah or god was where he drew the line. Thankfully, that hadn't started yet, or, at least not to his knowledge, but he was worried now.
To the world, Uzumaki Naruto, the Kamikage of Konoha, battled the Death God and beat him back, after fighting off an Oto-Suna incursion, and before utterly annihilating the greatest army of Iwa, which included its Tsuchikage. If he wasn't straight out worshiped now he'd be surprised, but grateful… oh so grateful.
"Excuse me?" Anko asked with a somewhat mischievous smirk on her face. "I think she belongs to me just as much as she belongs to you now, don't you think?" She licked her lips seductively, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. For everyone, images of what had just transpired rushed through their minds, their faces reddening at the memory of their very naughty experiments.
Mei just coughed into her hand, trying to force her blush down. "Be that as it may," she began, not even denying the dango-loving woman's words, which was not missed by either ninja, "My village needs its Mizukage." She slipped her sandals on underneath her shin-guards, and stood from the bed, now fully dressed.
"I'll miss you though," she then reddened again, "Both of you."
Anko threw her trench coat over her shoulder, she too now fully dressed – or, fully dressed for Anko – and gave her a small, genuine smile, one that only Naruto, and now Mei, had the pleasure of seeing. "I'll miss you more, baby." To most, that would just be a suggestive gab at the beautiful woman, but to her lovers, it was her bringing up a certain activity Mei seemed to enjoy a lot involving Anko's impressive breasts.
Naruto just smiled and laughed, somewhat grateful for Anko's playfulness. "I'll miss the both you, too." He spoke up, rescuing a thoroughly embarrassed Mei.
"And I can't wait to see you two again." He looked to the window, sighing. "But I have to go now…" He grabbed a bag and slung it around his back, curtesy of a Kage Bunshin. He closed the distance between them, and with a passion only few people ever felt, he kissed Anko, savoring her lips, her tongue, her warmth.
He then broke away, turning and doing the same with Mei, drowning in her sweet smell and taste.
After catching their breaths, Anko and Mei just nodded, smiling at the powerful shinobi, wanting their happy, not to mention satisfied, faces to be his last memory of them. They knew they'd see each other again, but they were shinobi; no matter how powerful they were, death would not show mercy.
"I love you." Anko said, softly.
"I love you." Mei said, gently.
Naruto sighed in happiness. "I love you more." He replied, Hiraishining out of the building, leaving Anko and Mei alone.
The Snake Mistress looked at Mei through the corner of her eyes, seeing that she was doing the same. With a smirk and a small chuckle, Anko turned to her, smashing her lips into hers with a caring force.
The deep kiss lasted for at least a minute, in which they fought for dominance with their tongues, exploring their mouths in a dazed state. When it ended, they both panted somewhat, before smiling at each other.
"Goodbye, Mei." Anko whispered. "I love you."
"Bye, Anko." Mei whispered. "I love you, too."
Both Anko and Mei knew that their love for each other was dwarfed by their love for Naruto, and that the only reason why they had these feelings for each other was due to their minds becoming one and their close proximity to one another when they were intimate with the blond, but they didn't mind.
It felt good, and they decided to just roll with it. There was no reason they couldn't act on their feelings. They didn't see the harm in it.
And then, with one final smile, the two women left.
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