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Author's Note: This chapter runs a bit long, but there's a lot of important plot here. Lemon at the end. As always, I like feedback because it helps me become a better writer, so please take a moment to review.

The sharp sound of a whistling tea kettle roused Sakura from a sound sleep.
“Rise and shine, my little kunoichi, breakfast is ready.” Saizo chirped cheerfully from the improvised kitchen set on his desk. He wore only a pair of sweat pants and an undershirt as he cooked the simple meal.
Sakura buried herself deep under the covers, unwilling to face the cold world outside the comfortable bed. “It’s too early.” Her muffled words traversed the cozy room.
Saizo grinned, stepping over to the futon playfully, “Kunoichi…” he sang, “I know you are hungry.” He reached under the blankets quietly, then, finding her bare sides, he tickled the young woman.
Sakura shot upright, the blankets falling off her naked body as she squealed.
Saizo chuckled, the sight of her weeping cream pie catching his attention. But first things first. He handed the young woman the shirt she’d worn briefly.
Sakura threw the garment on her body and glared at Saizo. Then she saw the food and her anger melted away. “Oh my, that looks delicious.”
Somehow using only a crockpot, a microwave and a toaster oven, Saizo put together a hearty meal.
Sakura sat down, the chair reminding her of their liaison the night before. She shifted to a more comfortable position and gazed on the feast in front of her. There was a large bowl of oatmeal alongside a plate with sausage, toast, and applesauce. A steaming mug of tea sat beside it. She looked up at her lover and captor, “Thank you, Saizo.” Then she ate with reckless abandon.
Saizo smiled, digging into his own meal has he watched the young woman eat heartily. Halfway through his food, he felt a nagging stitch in his lower abdomen. “Excuse me, Sakura.” He stepped into the bathroom, thinking he must need to relieve himself.
Sakura demolished every bite of her food. She was well into her second cup of hot tea when she realized the inspector had been in the bathroom more than ten minutes. She listened carefully, suddenly keenly aware of the silence. “Saizo, are you alright in there?” Perhaps he was just one of those men who took their time moving things along.
The only reply was a disturbing groan.
Sakura stepped to the bathroom door, listening intently. “Saizo! Are you okay?” she asked again.
The large man came through the bathroom door bent over at the waist. “I seem to have pulled a muscle or something. I’m sure it’s no problem.”
She helped him to the futon where Saizo promptly laid down in a fetal position. Sakura frowned. Even without chakra, the signs were clear. Sudden onset of pain, abdominal cramping, fever. “Saizo… how long have you been having this problem?”
“I’m never sick, Sakura. I’m fine. I just need a minute.” The big man shivered uncontrollably.
Sakura glared at the inspector, “Answer the question and don’t you dare lie.” Her serious tone got his attention.
Saizo’s teeth chattered, “Off and on for a few days, but it’s never been bad like this… Could I please have a blanket?”
Sakura frowned, “Not just yet. I need to examine you, Saizo.” She stepped close to the large man, “Please tell me if I touch something that hurts.” She began palpating his abdominals gently, she’d barely reached his lower right side when the shinobi screamed.
“Damn! That feels like a knife!” He exclaimed.
Sakura sighed, “Chief Inspector, you aren’t going to like this. You have appendicitis. You need surgery immediately. The good news is I can do it, but you’ll need to let me use my chakra.” She looked him straight in the eye as she spoke, her clinical hat firmly in place.
Saizo groaned in pain, “Can’t I just wait until the storm is over and go to the hospital?” he asked.
Sakura rubbed her face with the palm of her hand as se explained, “Sir, you would be dead by then. You are far to valuable for me to let that happen. Do you have a med kit of some kind?”
Saizo groaned again, “There’s a clinic down the hall. Sakura, I think I’m going to vomit.”
She pulled a trash can over just in time as the large man heaved his partially digested breakfast into the bin. “Well, at least we don’t have to worry about you aspirating under anesthesia.” She patted his back as the now decidedly sick man, leaned back in the bed.
Saizo didn’t like the idea of letting her use chakra, but he knew his condition was declining rapidly. He’d ignored the early symptoms and now he was stuck in a blizzard with only her to care for him. Either his trust would be well placed or he’d be dead. But then, if he didn’t trust her, he’d definitely die. “Keys are in the top right desk drawer.”
Sakura grabbed the keys, bringing them to the sinking shinobi since he’d need to use chakra to open the bracelets.
Saizo released her. It wasn’t as though she could run in this weather. “Clinic is the third door on the right. The green key.”
Sakura nodded as she felt the surge of her chakra return. “I’ll be right back.” She scurried down the hall to the clinic, unlocked the door, and went straight to the cabinets. Fortunately, an appendectomy was a simple surgery since she had no one to assist her or do separate anesthesia. She took a deep breath, double checked her supplies, and headed back to the Chief Inspector’s office.
One glance at the moaning man told her she needed to hustle. She quickly cleared the desk, then went to Saizo’s side. “I’m going to perform the surgery on your desk; it’s a good surface and the light is best there. You’ll be asleep during the procedure and will wake up in a few hours. Do you have any questions?”
He shook his head. “No. Sakura, my life is in your hands.”
She smiled as she ran her fingers through his short salt and pepper hair, then kissed him lightly on the forehead. “You’re going to be fine. Say goodnight.”
Saizo shivered as he spoke, “Wh-why should I say goodnight?” He looked up at the pink haired medic just in time to see a bright green ball of chakra headed to his temple.
…
Saizo blinked his eyes open as the last vestiges of twilight flickered through the blinding white snow outside his windows. A quick look around the room revealed the petite shinobi, her pink hair still braided around her bright face, wearing one of his sweatshirts and curled in his large desk chair, leafing through a top-secret file. He groaned, “Sakura… What the hell are you doing in my files?”
Bright green eyes greeted him warmly, “Saizo! It’s good you’re awake. I was just making sure I didn’t miss anything on the first read.” She popped up from the chair. His sweatshirt came to her knees as she bounced to the large man’s bedside.
“I trusted you to take care of me and you repay me by going through my top-secret files as though they were fashion magazines?” The large, grumpy man tried to sit up and was met with a sharp pain in his abdomen. “Arrgh! Woman, what did you do to me?”
Sakura pulled back the blanket, a chakra covered hand traversing his torso as she assessed her patient. “Saizo, please calm down. You’ve just had surgery. I took out your ruptured appendix and put your insides back together. I removed as much of the infection as I could and have you on antibiotics. Fortunately, your clinic was well stocked. I returned the supplies I didn’t need; unless some keeps a very close inventory, no one will know you’ve had this procedure. Let’s get you sitting up.”
Her strength surprised him as she helped the normally strong man to a sitting position, then swung his feet to the floor. “So, I’ve been asleep all day?” He put an arm around the small woman as she got him too his feet and over to his desk chair. He sat down with a grunt, his abdominal muscles still decidedly unhappy.
Sakura poured a cup of tea for the inspector, adding sugar as she put it in front of him. “Yes, but don’t worry. I’ve been quite productive. After I finished your surgery and got you back in bed, I cleaned everything up, went through your files, went through all the offices on the hall, and, as you saw, was on a second pass through your files when you woke up.”
Saizo groaned, “Darlin’. You are my prisoner. What made you think it was a good idea to go through my files and the files of every office in your reach?”
Sakura tilted her head and put a hand on her hip. With the oversized sweatshirt, she looked childish. Her words were anything but. “Hello. Shinobi spy.” Sakura pointed at herself. “What kind of spy would I be if I did not take advantage of such an opportunity? I’m a highly trained medical ninja – speed reading and memorization are tools of my trade. Lucky for you, everything I found confirms what you’ve told me and more. I was under the impression that you and I are going to stop a war. Is that not correct?”
Saizo sipped his tea, considering his next words carefully. He’d underestimated the girl again. “Very well, my little kunoichi. Since you’ve briefed yourself, please explain to me in your own words, what your roll is once the storm passes.”
The will of fire shone brightly through her deep green eyes as Sakura spoke to the powerful man, “Well, it’s not exactly a bed of roses, but I must say, your plan is well conceived and thorough. Your division includes men who are deeply loyal to you. I couldn’t break the coded notations you have in your files, but it’s clear there are those who will support you in anything and those who’s primary loyalty is to the Yamakage. I memorized all the names, naturally. When we emerge from the storm, I will be the broken woman who still refuses to talk. My sexual favors will be a reward for your loyal men. Then I will be passed to the others, including the torturers, as they work to extract information from me. At some point, my contact team from Konoha will attempt an extraction. Your men will make sure my prison cell is in the weakest realistic spot and will do what they can to ensure my extraction is both successful and realistic enough that no one’s loyalty is questioned. I will bring all the information you’ve given me back to Konoha so that the Yamakage can be eliminated before the invasion in the spring. This will split his titles, once again giving you both a feudal lord and a kage. It’s imperative all of this happens before another tailed beast can be captured, since your son, Sora, is slated to become the next jinchuriki. You already leaked some information about the bijuu program in an effort to stall their progress. Did I miss anything?”
Saizo nodded, his tea cup nearly empty, “You are a smart cookie, my little kunoichi. Are you prepared for the road ahead?” He raised an eyebrow. Now that she’d gone and filled herself in on every single detail, either she’d succeed, or the entire plan would fail. He didn’t care for having all his eggs in one basket. Especially a young, female basket.
Sakura poured them both another cup of tea as they conversed in the warmth of Saizo’s office with the howling wind and biting cold nipping at the windows. “Saizo, I know how to endure pain. I may look like a weak little girl, but don’t be deceived.”
Saizo smirked, “You do use that appearance to your advantage, my little kunoichi. It leads one to underestimate you.” He polished off the second cup of tea and considered the distance from his chair to the bathroom carefully now that his bladder was full.
The pink-haired medic smiled playfully, noticing his predicament. “As you have underestimated me once again, chief inspector.” She stepped behind the opulent office chair holding the man more than twice her size. Using a single hand, she lifted him up with the chair, carried him to the bathroom door, and set him down lightly, as if she’d simply moved a book off the desk.
The large man chuckled, “I see the reports of your inhuman strength are not exaggerated… Could you please help me up?”
…
Morning found the small kunoichi snuggled up against the large Mountain shinobi as the vicious storm continued unabated outside. Saizo’s eyes blinked open as he realized she was completely buried in the blankets with her arm draped across his chest. He peeled the covers down slowly, pausing to consider the beautiful girl in his bed. A part of him wished he could keep her; it was only human nature, he supposed. A man instinctively longed to spread his seed. If he were a bit younger and single, he would keep the kunoichi – the brilliant, captivating woman would make a fine mate. He sighed wistfully. They both knew the liaison was temporary; a pleasant diversion from the dangerous game they played. Yet, along the way, she’d earned his respect and gratitude, commodities he did not share easily. He kissed the crown of her head, the pink braid still holding together. “Sakura… Darlin’ it’s time to wake up.”
The smooth sound of the inspector’s deep voice broke her slumber, but Sakura held her eyes closed. She inhaled deeply, his masculine, earthy scent flooding her senses. “No.” She protested, “I want to pretend it’s real awhile longer.” Her fingers found the opposite side of his chest, holding the man tightly.
“Pretend what is real, Sakura?” Saizo caressed her torso gently through the fabric of the baggy sweatshirt as the young woman clung to his side.
Her eyes still held shut, the young medic explained, “Pretend that waking up next to you is normal. That you really do care for me. That this relationship is real.”
The older man sighed as he searched for words. “Sakura, our relationship is most certainly real. As we’ve both known from the outset, it is temporary. We are ninja of different nations and I am a married man. All of this is a cover for our larger mission to stop the war. That doesn’t mean I don’t care for you, darlin’. I absolutely do. I appreciate you more than I should. None of it changes what we have to do.” He felt the warm wetness of tears against his chest.
Sakura sat up quickly, vainly trying to hide her emotional response. “I know. I understand.” She kept her back to his face.
Saizo pulled her back down to him, looking the kunoichi in the eye as he wiped her tears. “What is it? This is more than the mission, and this is not a school girl’s crush. Tell me, what’s the matter, darlin’?”
“It’s nothing really. I’m fine.” She looked away, turning her eyes to look out at the storm.
Saizo sat up, the muscles of his abdomen sore, but not shooting unbearable pain as he took Sakura’s face in his hands. “You just lied to me! Darlin’ you’d better explain yourself. Fast.” A ferocity she hadn’t seen since the day they met flared in his steel grey eyes.
The startled girl lashed out in defense, “It’s personal! I don’t want to tell you!” His uncomfortable gaze seemed to search her very soul.
Unrelenting, the imposing man pushed her further. “Woman, you made me a promise to tell me the truth. Keep it or I will find other means to accomplish my goal.”
Sakura trembled slightly as she quickly weighed her options. She couldn’t blame him for insisting on the truth; she felt the same about him. How had he even known she was hiding something? Dammit, she’d underestimated him. “I-I’m afraid you’ll be angry with me if I tell you what’s wrong.”
The chief inspector held his ground, “That is entirely possible, my little kunoichi. Nevertheless, you will tell me. I insist.” Had she discovered something else in her search yesterday? Was it about his health? Whatever it was, he did not cotton to secrets being kept from him.
Sakura nodded, she tried to put her head down as she spoke, but Saizo held her face steady, surveying her every movement as she looked him in the eye. “Yesterday, when you released my chakra, I focused completely on the surgery and taking care of you. But then, when you were stable, I started using my chakra to do some… some routine things, you know?”
“I suppose; but go on.” He really had no idea where this was going. He only knew she’d lied and he needed the truth.
Sakura’s voice grew quiet, as if she could get out of the situation by speaking the truth so softly he didn’t notice what she’d say. “Anyway, I went to reactivate my birth control – I use chakra for that every day – but I couldn’t do it. I examined myself more closely and the reason I can’t use birth control is I’m pregnant with your child.”
A stunned Saizo realized she’d finally told him the truth, incredible as he found her words. “Sakura… could you please repeat that?”
She sighed, desperately staving off panic, “Saizo, the problem is I’m pregnant with your child.” She couldn’t hold the fear from her bright green eyes as he still held her face so close to his own.
He seized her soft lips with his own in a nearly bruising kiss. The shinobi held the pink-haired kunoichi in a near death grip in response to her words. Pregnant with his child? How could she know such a thing? She’d been a prostitute, surely there was a line of potential fathers? Afraid he’d be angry? Why would any man be angry about a child? Waves of his own emotions wracked his brain as he held the shaking woman. Finally, he broke the kiss, “Sakura, it will be alright.” He held the crying young woman fast in his strong arms, suddenly deeply afraid of letting her go.
…

The two shinobi sat at the chief inspector’s desk sipping tea after a light and quiet breakfast. Sakura finally broke the awkward silence, “You’re moving around well this morning. I expect by this time tomorrow, most people won’t even know you had surgery. Of course, you’ll need to continue the antibiotics for a full week… and be careful resuming your normal training activities. Those muscles are mended, but they won’t be 100% for you for a few more days yet.”
Saizo bowed his head lightly to the medic, “Thank you, Sakura. I’m a bit sore today, but I can move without searing pain. You’ve taken excellent care of me.”
They continued sipping the hot tea and watching the tenacious storm through the windows. This was the third day, but the weather showed no signs of easing any time soon.
Eventually, Saizo found his voice. The questions were personal, but he had to understand the kunoichi. “Sakura… I know you’ve told me the truth. However, I’m not a medic, a woman, or acquainted with your personal chakra habits. Please explain to me how it is that you are pregnant?”
The young kunoichi blushed, “Of course. As you probably know, most kunoichi use either birth control pills or long-term shots to avoid pregnancy. However, as a medical ninja, I can easily regulate my cycle with a trickle of chakra. I rarely think about it, but it can be handy to bleed at certain times. For instance, Hideo wanted to see me bleed so he knew I wasn’t pregnant. I never allow myself to ovulate. The chakra control bracelets broke that. Still, I didn’t worry about it much because the only intercourse I had was that one time with you and I just didn’t expect… Well, apparently I underestimated your fertility.”
Saizo chuckled, “Sakura, I’m not that old.”
She blushed a deep red, contrasting with her light pink hair, “Saizo, I’ve seen you up close, inside and out. You are certainly NOT old. I only meant… It was just one time. I … I guess… I mean, obviously I understand biology, but still. Anyway, I’m sorry. I did not mean for this to happen.”
Saizo reached across the desk, holding the young woman’s hand as he spoke kindly, “Sakura, I’m not blaming you. I should have asked you about birth control. I assumed. I am sorry. I didn’t intend for you to bear a child.”
Sakura bit her lower lip as she didn’t wish to speak of such dark things, “Saizo… With what I must do here… I don’t know if I will still be pregnant when I reach Konoha and even then… If I’m unconscious, the standard procedure when a kunoichi has been raped on a mission is to terminate the pregnancy.”
He squeezed her hand reassuringly, “Sakura, you must know, if there was any other way, I would change what is ahead for you. You know the lengths I go to for my children and this one is no exception. I will do what I can for you here. Obviously, I can’t marry you, but neither will I abandon you or the baby. Please, Sakura… If you don’t want to be a single mother, please give the child to my wife and I; we are good parents.”
If she hadn’t loved him already, Sakura knew she loved Saizo now. She wasn’t foolish enough to think the relationship could last, but still, her feelings for him were strong. She knew he’d always hold a piece of her heart. She cherished this time alone with him in the storm. “Saizo, that is kind of you to say, but would your wife actually be able to love your child borne by another woman?”
“I don’t blame you for asking that. You don’t know my wife. Mei is a remarkable woman. While I don’t tell her every detail of my work, I also don’t keep secrets from Mei. She knows about you and all my other lovers. She loves me and accepts me as I am. It might surprise you since we have four children together, but Mei and I would have more if we could.” He couldn’t help the light in his eyes as he spoke of his bride.
Sakura took in everything her lover just said, “Mei sounds amazing. If I may ask, why aren’t you having more children? You are certainly fertile enough.” She squeezed his hand teasingly.
The inspector smiled at her joke, “Very funny, Sakura…” His tone changed as he recalled the ordeal. “Mei’s last pregnancy was very difficult. She was on bed rest for months and then Sara came early. The doctor told her it would only be worse next time, so she ended up having her tubes tied.”
Sakura winced at his tale. “Saizo, will you please promise me something?”
The towering ninja paused at her remarks, “That depends on what you want, Sakura.”
“Once we’ve stopped this war from breaking out and our nations are at peace again, promise me you’ll bring Mei to see me in Konoha. I can probably repair her cervix, and of course reverse the tubal ligation. No doctor can ever promise a good outcome, but I can tell you I’ve performed that very procedure successfully before. Please. Promise you’ll bring her to Konoha.” Her hopeful green eyes rivaled a puppy’s as she looked at him expectantly.
“Yes, Sakura. Once things have settled down, I will absolutely bring my wife to see you.”
…
Saizo stood with his back to the wall, “Sakura, please. I’d rather sit down.”
The medic wouldn’t hear of it. “Saizo, you need to spend some time on your feet. I promise, I will make it worth your while.” She grinned wickedly as she looked up at the very tall man.
He protested, “Sakura, I’m so much taller than you that I can’t even kiss you properly while we’re standing. Why do you have that gleam in your eye?”
“Because I don’t have to get on my knees to do this…” Her hands went to the drawstring of his sweat pants, swiftly liberating Saizo’s huge cock. She took him in her hands, stroking with both since his girth meant she couldn’t reach all the way around him with one hand. As he hardened in her hands her talented tongue lapped at his tip playfully.
Saizo moaned with satisfaction as the medic turned physical therapy into oral sex. “Sakura, do you treat all your patients like this?” He teased.
“No. Just you. Lean against the wall if you need to, but it’s better if you can stand on your own.” The sultry shinobi returned her mouth’s attention to the massive cock in her hands. Everything about the man was big, but his cock was even large for his size. She’d never seen another this size. He was easily twice as long as an average man and wide as her wrist. Yet the enormous member was almost beautiful; he was perfectly straight hard, not bent or curved at all, his skin smooth as velvet over the firm flesh beneath, two spiraling veins climbed from the base to his mushroom tip. A tip she was suckling on like a pacifier now.
Saizo moaned again, balancing his hands on her shoulders as she stroked and sucked his manhood. He loved getting head. “Yes! oh Sakura…”
She had to open her mouth so wide for him, she barely had three inches of him in her mouth when she hit her gag point. She worked her hands on him, stroking a mix of her pit and his pre-cum along the giant appendage. His taste was addictive; strong and masculine like him, but good. She wanted more of him. She swirled her tongue around his tip with each stroke, thriving on the moans it earned her.
It took everything to stand steady. Saizo could feel no pain for the primal bliss of his cock, but his balance was still off. He grasped her shoulders as the kunoichi took him further into the luscious cavern of her mouth. A deep, passionate groan emanated from his throat.
She eased him out of her mouth briefly to enjoy his flavor. She lapped sloppy kisses up and down his length; her hands working in tandem with her lips. Finally spurred by his moans for more, she sucked him back into her mouth; stroking him each time to her choke point in a driving rhythm. Making her right hand work extra on his long shaft, her left hand caressed his orange sized balls, inner thighs, and taint. The left hand made its way to his back door, stroking the forbidden entrance as the pace of her ministrations escalated.
“Yes! OH! Yes!” coherent thoughts were beyond the shinobi as Sakura pleasured him with gusto. Arousal rose in his loins as the delightful friction of her hands and mouth spurred his lust.
The finger of her left hand teased its way into his ass as her right hand and mouth got very busy in the front. She angled her head carefully; he was much more man than she’d ever taken before. Sakura was determined to take him into her throat; to bury her face in the salt and pepper curls at his base. Trained muscles relaxed as she eased the mammoth cock down her gullet, repressing her gag reflex as he filled her esophagus.
Saizo leaned against the wall with a groan as the kunoichi deep throated his cock. Few people could take him that way, and never a little woman like Sakura. He nearly came as he felt her nose against his pubic bone.
She couldn’t breathe, so she needed to finish him quickly if she could. She took him several deep strokes in her gullet as she charged a bit of chakra in her left hand. Finding his most sensitive pleasure button, she surged chakra into him as her right hand gently squeezed his balls.
The world went white for the big man as he came vigorously; streams of his milky, hot semen erupting down the kunoichi’s eager throat. Saizo moved his hands from her shoulders to her head, face fucking the lewd woman as she did something amazing in his ass.
Muffled groans came from Sakura’s body as she swallowed ribbon after ribbon of thick, rich cum from her lover. She kept her finger in his rear, heightening his pleasure as he rode out the mind-shattering orgasm in her face. He released her just in time to breathe before she passed out. She continued kissing and licking the massive cock even as he wilted, needing rest. Finally, she pulled her finger from his backside and looked up at the spent man leaning against the wall. “How do you feel Saizo?”
“I think I may need more physical therapy soon, doctor.” The large man looked down at his pink-haired vixen. “Lots and lots of therapy.”
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