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Sex Education: Anko Mitarashi Style	By : TheDigger Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 14239 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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"So... who is this guest? And why is she so late?" Naruto asked Anko arms crossed and in with a pout on his face. He had been waiting in her very lewd basement waiting for someone Anko cited as being a 'very special guest' for well over two hours now.
"She's probably really nervous." said Anko, chuckling nervously, rubbing the back of her head, though her sense of worry was increasing by the minute. She sighed after another quiet ten minutes and decided to spill her guts. "Alright, kid. I wanted to save the explanation until after she showed up, but it looks like I'm going to have go find her, so I may as well just tell you flat out."
"Tell me what?"
"Well... Hinata requested that I give her an early virginity ritual with you." Anko explained. "You're the only boy in the world she could possibly take comfort in giving her virginity to."
"Okay, that explains this room..." Naruto muttered. "But then who's this guest?" Anko sighed. What a knucklehead.
"Anyway, you know how shy and insecure she is. She probably got too embarrassed to even come here, and decided to opt out without telling me." She went on. "I hope it's not asking too much of you, but could you wait here while I go look for her?"
"Sure, I guess." Naruto shrugged.
"Good. Make yourself at home down here while I'm out." Anko grinned, pointing out the videos with a wink. "Don't let yourself get bored."
"Uh... okay..." Naruto blinked as Anko ascended the steps.
Once outside, Anko leapt to the rooftops, and began to move rapidly.
"I don't mind you getting cold feet. I just wish you could at least let me know somehow that you wanted to pussy out!" Anko grumbled to herself as she leapt from rooftop to rooftop, soon reaching the Hyuuga compound. Once at the front of the household, she rapped on the oak front gate, which soon opened to both of Hinata's parents.
"Hello, Ms. Mitarashi." Kind Hitomi Hyuuga greeted Anko. "Did you come to bring news on my missing daughter?"
"Missing?" Anko repeated.
"We have not seen or heard from Hinata since last night." Hiashi stated. His stern face soon turned cold. "About the time she was taking an afterschool lesson from you..."
"I thought she would have been here." Anko blinked. "You mean she hasn't...?"
"No, she hasn't." Hiashi stated firmly.
"We requested to the shinobi to search for her this morning." Hitomi explained.
"Then, I better start looking too." said Anko seriously, a little worried for her student. "I'll let you know as soon as I find something out." She could just make out Hitomi calling 'Thank you!' After her as she dashed off to any places where it would be possible to find a trace of her insecure student.
She stopped somewhere in the middle of town, where she saw the Ichiraku Noodle Shop just across the street from her position. It was a long shot, but a fair chance. She leapt down and pushed past the curtain into the shop, where the old man who ran the noodle shop stopped packing up to close for the night and looked a bit alarmed at Anko's sudden appearance.
"Sorry, ma'am, but I'm afraid we're closed for the night." He said.
"I'm not here for noodles." Anko stated. "Have you seen Hinata Hyuuga since last night?"
"Hinata?" The old man repeated, musing. "The name's not familiar..."
"She has short ink blue hair, pale lavender eyes, and is commonly nervous and shy around a lot of people." Anko described.
"No, sorry. Haven't seen anyone like that come in here before, much less since yesterday." said the old man. "Why do you ask?"
"She's missing." Anko explained. "If you do see anyone like that, let the nearest shinobi know right away." No even waiting for the old man's response, she dashes off in search of more evidence towards Hinata's whereabouts.
"The Yamanaka Flower Shop? No. The Dango Shop? No. The Tea House? No." The more places Anko scanned over, the more alarmed she was as she found just as little evidence of the timid girl as the last. "Amaguriama? No." She stopped, panting.
"Damn it!" She cursed, punching the wall of a nearby building furiously. The door to the shop she disrupted with her punch opened, and a familiar face stepped out, stern faced.
"HEY! Was that really necess...?" She asked rhetorically, before noticing who she was talking to. "Oh, Anko. What's up?"
"Hey, Yuko." Anko sighed. "A girl's missing, and I can't find any evidence of her anywhere in the village. Totally untraceable."
"Then there's a certain someone here that I've been enjoying some time alone with." Yuko giggled. Anko peered into the shop past her to see Hana Inuzuka totally naked, enjoying an after sex glass of sake, her body a little damp from sweat.
"Perfect!" said Anko. "Hana, there's a girl I'm looking for, Hinata Hyuuga. I need your help looking for her."
"Just give me something with her scent, and I'll be all over it." Hana agreed. Anko hesitated for a moment. She didn't have anything with Hinata's scent on her, and she knew she there would be some serious shit from the Hyuugas if everyone returned empty-handed, no matter what the reason, Hinata was that important to them, just as the heir, not to mention the child of the leader. Then it hit her...
"I'll be right back." She said, sprinting back to her house while Hana went to retrieve her hounds.
Anko jumped the whole staircase down to her basement, and grabbed the dildo off the wall of sexual tools that was used the other night.
Naruto jumped in surprise, covering his crotch, Anko grinned, having caught him jerking off to one of her many videos. But she had no time to say anything, and simply left him to it.
"I'm actually kinda glad you did lick it clean now." She remarked, remembering that Hinata indeed used her mouth to clean it shortly before her disappearance.
She left her apartment to find Hana just outside followed by about a dozen ninja hounds.
"Find what you were looking for?" she asked.
"Here you go." Anko held the dildo out to for the dogs, who crowded around it and sniffed it deeply. "Don't ask." She added awkwardly as Hana gave her a questioning look.
The hounds spread out, sniffing around thoroughly for the strong scent they had just inhaled.

One of them barked loudly and began running.
"He found her trail!" Hana called, chasing after, followed closely by Anko and the other dogs. They ran across the entire leaf village, following the trail of the hounds, Anko becoming exhausted, as this was her third time running across the large town, and the path of the ninja hounds became far more jagged than expected, making many strange turns, circling certain areas multiple times, even back-tracking, as though to make sure they were on the right track.
"Hey, how's the search going?" Anko flinched as she turned to see Yahiko running alongside her.
"Yahiko? What are you doing here? And how did you know about this search?" Anko panted.
"Every shinobi in the village knows." Yahiko explained. "Hinata's one of my students, so I can't easily just sit by while she's missing."
"Yahiko?" Hana almost tripped as she looked over her shoulder at Yahiko. She had a friend with benefits relationship with this man as Anko did. "Oh, I haven't had a good fuck with you in a long time!"
"Now's really not the time." said Yahiko seriously. "And eyes front!"
"Wha?" Hana started, before crashing into a wooden fence, cursing as she rubbed the spot where her face collided with the wall. "They've stopped..." She said, indicating her hounds, which were crammed together into a corner ally, some scratching the concrete wall before them. "Are you sure this is where Hinata's trail leads?" The dogs barked their confirmation.
"Strange..." Anko mused, investigating the area at the end of the trail. "I wonder if...? Hey, what's that one got in his mouth?" Sure enough, one of the hounds was gnawing at a strange, black item.
"Kurou, give." Hana ordered firmly, the dog dropping the item in its master's outstretched hand. Hana wiped the item of saliva and examined it. "Hey, what do you guys make of this?" She asked, showing it to Anko and Yahiko. It was a black matchbook with an emblem across the front with the kanji "akuma" (Demon), and the words "Daimao's Den" scrawled underneath in a sinister, blood-like print.
"Daimao's Den!" Anko and Yahiko exclaimed.
"Is that bad?" Hana blinked, not familiar with the name.
"Real bad." Anko nodded. "They're kind of before your time, but Daimao's Den was the name of a bar they used to have around this area. In truth, though, it's actually the most feared criminal organization known to humankind. Narcotics, slave trade, you name it, Daimao's Den was associated with every crime you could possibly imagine. I thought they had disbanded years ago."
"So does that mean they kidnapped Hinata?" said Hana, understanding that she was beginning to be associated with something very dangerous.
"It does." Yahiko confirmed, his expression darkening greatly. "We're going to need a bigger team if we're dealing with Daimao's Den. Let's go!"

"Huh?" Hinata breathed, opening her eyes. She felt incredibly dizzy, her vision blurry as she opened her eyes. She could barely remember what happened to her before falling asleep, or even tell which way was up. "What...?"
"Good mornin', sweetheart." A dark voice sounded, making Hinata wince, her head turning this way and that in search of the speaker.
"Who said that?" She asked. She screamed as her vision cleared up and she noticed her body was completely naked. She made to cover herself, but her hands and legs were bound tightly to her sides. She screamed even more as she realized she was bound to a wall in what seemed to be an abandoned bar, her body on display like a decoration to several men engaging in many casual acts, many of which illegal; gambling, obviously abducted women tied down to tables, their clothes torn to rags, as they were raped; taking narcotics, yet all of them looked up at Hinata as she screamed, and laughed at her misfortune.
"What is this place!" Hinata squealed.
"Welcome to Daimao's Den." A man who seemed to be the ringleader smirked evilly. "You're 'ere for one reason, and one reason only: To be sold at tonight's auction."
"So-sold?" Hinata echoed, frightened.
"'At's right, sweetheart." The ringleader sneered. "And you 'appen to be our real bread winner, so don't make us 'ave to 'urt ya."
"Kid's from the Hyuuga clan, she's got a perfect body, and on top of it all, she's still a virgin!" one of the men barked. "That's the trifecta! She'll go for more than the other slaves in the auction put together!"
"No! Stop!" Hinata screamed, pulling against her restraints with all her might, but she then found it to be impossible to call upon her chakra.
"You might'a already noticed, but you're chakra's dead gone!" the ring leader cackled. "Can' just let our prize break free, now can we?"
"No..." Hinata sobbed, struggling fruitlessly.
"Just be lucky we want you flawless." One of the men growled. "We were going to rape you senseless, beat you, make you bleed from your pussy, but as long as your body remains unflawed, you're worth billions. So shut your fuckin' mouth, and just be glad we're not doing all those things to you!"
"Um... I have to um..." Hinata mumbled awkwardly.
"Speak up, you bitch!" One man barked irritably, pounding his fist as though to strike Hinata, but instead his fist collided with a glass wall between him and Hinata.
"Waru! Do be careful not to 'arm to our prize." The ringleader growled, whipping a large knife out, pointing it directly in the man called Waru's face. "If she gets covered in glass cuts, you know what'll happen to you, right?" Waru gulped, bowed an apology and backed off.
"As you can see, you're in a protective case to keep you from being damaged before the auction." The ringleader explained, lightly knocking on the transparent barrier. "Now, what were you saying?"
"C-could you let me go for just a moment? I... sort of need to use the bathroom..." Hinata swallowed. She knew before these words even escaped her mouth what her response would be.
"Just 'ow stupid do you think we are?" The ring leader smirked, the rest of his band guffawing. "We all know you're just gonna run the second we get out of there, and we won't be able to do much to stop ya without leaving any marks. If you need to piss, do it in front of everyone." He chuckled, perversely. "But, trust me, we know when a sex slave needs to take a piss, and you obviously don't. So just stay quiet!"
Hinata couldn't help but begin to cry. Her life was over. She was going to lose her virginity to a sinister figure she didn't even know, and she'd never see anyone she knew or loved ever again. The ringleader groaned irritably at the sound of her crying and pressed a button near Hinata's case. The glass box was soon filled with a violet vapor. Hinata's sobs were instantly silenced as she was sedated, her head slumping downward, her body completely inert.

When she awoke what seemed hours later, to find herself still tightly restrained, though rather than a dirty, run-down pub. She was now looking at what seemed to be the off-side of a stage, where another woman in obvious despair stood, naked except for the strong iron shackles around her wrists, behind a man at a podium calling something that was too fast for Hinata's disoriented mind to clearly understand. Then, the man banged a hammer against the wooden podium, shouting,
"SOLD!" A greedy-looking man with a pale woman in a very revealing bikini on either side of him stepped up, leading his new slave home.
"Our next item for auction is a true, once in a lifetime gem!" Hinata's heart lurched as she was moved onto the stage, as though being pulled by a magnet.
"This is it. My life is over. It's really, truly over." She thought, falling into tears. She was hoping, begging that someone would show up to save her, like in "Sex Slave Chronicle," a pornography she once saw in Anko's basement, but this wasn't Sex Slave Chronicle. This wasn't a movie. Her life as she knew it was at an end. She was going to be sold as though she was property, her virginity she saved for Naruto all these years would be stolen by a sinister shadow, she was going to be raped, hurt, abused, and tortured by people she didn't know, and there wasn't a think she could do to stop it.
"This young woman here is an absolute must for any man or lesbian woman!" The auctioneer shouted over a microphone, Hinata's still aching head burning from the sound of amplified voice. "As you can plainly see, her body's quite developed for someone who only recently turned twelve, she's the heiress of the Hyuuga clan, once a student of the ninja academy, her body is completely unmarked, not a single flaw, scar, or marking on her, and of course, she's still a virgin. So, we'll start the bidding at 5,000,000 Ryo!"
A few gasps were audible from the crowd, but once the auction began, five million seemed like nothing compared with the prices shouted out by the 'collectors.'
"6,300,000!"
"8,075,000!"
"12,000,000!"
During her brief moment of consciousness at the pub, Hinata was desperately hoping that she would be found and rescued by a Konoha shinobi, most preferably Anko-sensei, but those hopes were dashed completely now. Now, she scanned the crowd as her eyes adjusted to the seemingly bright lights at the bidders.
There weren't just men calling out numbers, but a few women as well, from big-time slave collectors, to nobles buying for their son's or daughter's benefit, to simple desperados resorting to slaves to satisfy their lust. Hinata's eyes darted to the new bidder every time one shouted a higher number, and just hoped she would end up being sold to the least abusive, or at least less sinister-looking, man or woman.
"100,000,000!"
She even felt terrible squelches of pride where she felt complimented that she was worth such a high price, before remembering that no matter who paid the most for her, there was going to be nothing but pain and misery in her life from now on.

"DAIMAO'S DEN?" Anko recoiled as old man Hokage shouted these words. She very rarely ever heard him raise his voice, much less like this.
"Yeah." Anko bit her lip. "I know. I never thought we'd have to deal with their scum again either. But one of my students is about to be sold, to be turned into a piece of property by those black-hearted bastards."
"I never would have thought you would develop such a bond with your students." The Hokage raised an eyebrow, interested to see how Anko had grown in her time as a teacher.
"Shut up. Look, that's not important." She sighed irritably. "Is there anything you can do to help her?"
"I will be sure to have all shinobi on alert." The Hokage stated.
"Not good enough."
"And I will assign you to be responsible for the tracking down and rescue of Hinata Hyuuga."
"Well, yeah, of course I am." Anko groaned. "I don't know why I even bothered coming here, when I could have just worked my way into Daimao's Den myself."
"You know it isn't that easy with Daimao's Den." The door burst open, and three young women stepped into the Hokage's office.
The first was Yuko, dressed in her mission attire, a parasol in hand; the second, a very muscular woman with braided red hair, one blue eye, a scarred face with an eye patch, and a rugged yet tough-looking green suit with a leather belt lined with kunai; The third had very long black hair in a ponytail, bright green eyes, armored gauntlets, and a sheathed katana on her back.
"Perfect timing, Yuko, Miho, Kei." Anko grinned. "We've got a really important mission on our hands..."
"Daimao's Den." Kei nodded, already aware of the situation, prepared as always. "Hitomi informed us."

Sure enough, Hitomi Hyuuga stood just behind Anko's team.
"I'm going too." She stated without even being asked why she was there. She was different than Anko and probably anyone, even Hiashi, had ever seen her. Her emerald green eyes no longer gave off a kind, loving air, but instead of determination and power.
"No offense, Mrs. Hyuuga, but we're not exactly dealing with common bandits here..." said Anko.
"Give me some credit, Anko." Hitomi retorted, pulling her long, ink blue hair back into a pony tail. "I made Jounin when I was fourteen, you know." She threw off her kimono, very quickly grabbing Yuko's attention, only to disappoint them as she revealed the combat attire she wore underneath. She wore an all-black outfit, a sleeveless shirt with a thin armor plating on the front and back, plated gauntlets and shin guards comparable to those worn by the Anbu, a belt outfitted with kunai, and pants lined horizontally with small shinobi weapons.
"I thought she was getting naked." Yuko pouted.
"Well, anyway..." Anko continued.
"Your mission is to discover the location of Daimao's Den and defuse this threat before it grows." The Hokage stated.
"Obviously." Anko rolled her eyes. "Anko's Angels, let's move out!" And with that, Anko and her squad zoomed out the window, Hitomi, unfamiliar with their methods, bringing up the rear. The Hokage simply sighed as his office once again became silent.

"Do you know where we're going?" Hitomi asked, trying to keep up with Anko and the others.
"Not entirely." Anko admitted. "Our first priority is to search the original Daimao's Den. That's where Hinata's scent was last found by ninja hounds."
"And then we'll just work from there." Miho added. All five stopped at the front entrance to the abandoned, boarded up pub that originally housed the land of fire's greatest evil.
"Now, we don't know what we'll find on the other side of this door," Anko stated, pulling out a kunai. "But whatever it is, it's best we be on-guard at all times."
Hitomi drew a large dagger, Miho cracked her knuckles, Yuko tapped her parasol on the ground and raised it, and Kei drew her sword, standing battle-ready.
"NOW!" Anko roared, forcefully kicking the door open and her squad mates running in first, weapons at the ready. But they found the entire bar to be as dead and empty as originally expected.
"It appears abandoned." Kei stated.
"Don't be too sure." Said Anko. "It's possible this may be just a front. Spread out and look for any possible secret passageways, hidey-holes, or anything of the sort."
Hitomi carefully observed every inch of the dusty bar, occasionally tapping her foot firmly against the rotted wooden floorboards for abnormalities. Anko checked behind the front counter, occasionally casting an admiring look at some of the left over, vintage and high-quality alcohols.
"Once all this is over, we should bring home some of this booze." She remarked.
Kei gave a look to Anko, that told her sensei 'Anko, now is really not the time to be thinking like that'. She then looked over and pointed out to one side. "There is a basement over here. Miho and I are going to investigate."
"Good plan. Give us a shout if you find anything." Anko nodded.
"Will do." Miho confirmed as she followed Kei downstairs.
"They can handle themselves just fine." Yuko assured Hitomi, who looked ready to object to the separation. "Nothing here but a bunch of 10 year old dust anyway." She inched closer to Hitomi, feeling her large breast, making her gasp and blush. "So, why don't we...?"
"Yuko, focus." said Anko. "There's a lot more to this place than meets the eye."
"But this place has been abandoned for years..."
"That's what they want us to think." said Hitomi, refocusing. "These criminals are pretty good at covering their tracks."
"Right. It smells strongly of sex in here, even though they thought they had covered it up." Anko nodded. "I just know what it smells like when someone's had sex." She added to a questioning look from Hitomi.

Downstairs, Miho switched on a light as they came to the foot of the basement steps, and both she and Kei stood in defensive stances, only to find this floor to appear just as abandoned as the area above. The layer of dust that coated this room was even thicker than the one upstairs, to the point that their footsteps were totally silenced as they walked across the dust-carpeted floor.
"There doesn't seem to be anything down here..." Miho mused. "Just a bunch of dust."
"Meaning that something has to be hidden here." said Kei.

She flinched as she heard a small bump, only to find that it was her own footstep, but not just that, she realized as she looked down to find a part of the floorboards that was far cleaner than anything in the musty, abandoned basement. "Here!" She told Miho, pulling the trapdoor open, but what was underneath surprised both of them.
"Not what I thought it'd be..." Miho blinked, as both women stared down into a shallow compartment with a small bag of coins sitting in it.
"Me neither..." Kei agreed as she pulled the bag from its hiding place and fished a few coins from it. "These are brand new." She said, noting the imprinted date.
"They're good at covering their tracks, alright, but not that slick, apparently." Miho smirked.
"And they're obviously fakes, too." Kei noted, clacking two together. The sound they made was very different from how normal coins sounded.
"That's just too suspicious." Miho nodded. "We should bring this to Anko's attention."

"AH!" Yuko gasped as she opened a restroom door.
"What is it?" Hitomi asked, only to cover her mouth as she screamed. There were three women lying on the floor, extremely pale, their naked bodies decaying.
"I thought I smelled something disgusting." Anko cringed as she squeezed between Yuko and Hitomi. "One thing's for sure, this place sure isn't abandoned.
"How can you be sure?" Asked Hitomi.
"These bodies were artificially aged." Anko explained. "And, done pretty poorly, too; something sick Daimao's Den is famous for; they'd kidnap women, rape the shit out of them, and then kill them, aging their flesh so that they appeared to be dead for a long time." At this explanation, Hitomi burst into tears, terrified.
"So, Hinata...! Oh, god!" She sobbed.
"Relax, none of these girls are her." Anko consolated. "And besides, Hinata's one of the ones they want very much alive and well, not some throw-away."
"W-why?" Hitomi asked through tears.
"It's still really nasty, but one trade the Daimao's Den is best known for is slave trade." said Anko. "And women who are especially beautiful, virgins, and from certain lineage fetch a high price preserved and unharmed. My best guess is that's what they're doing to Hinata."
"Boss!" everyone turned to see Miho and Kei coming back up the stairs. "We've found something. Look..." she handed her the bag of coins, which Anko examined.
"What do you make of these?" Kei asked curiously.
Anko was very silent for a moment, looking very carefully at each coin. Though several of them were normal currency, others were of completely different design from the typical Ryo, most of which poor imitations of foreign currencies featuring tiny imprints of Daimao's Den's insignia integrated into where the serial number would be.
"Sensei?" Yuko blinked after several minutes of silence from Anko, who dove behind the counter again and searched one of the low shelves.
"Got it!" she exclaimed, snapping her fingers. "Look carefully at those counterfeit coins, the ones that don't look like normal Ryo. There's a somewhat subtle code in the serial number."
"Code?" The girls repeated. All four squinted at one's serial number intently.
"Oh!" Hitomi gasped.
"That's clever." Kei blinked.
"I don't get it." Yuko raised her eyebrow.
"That coin you're looking at has the serial number 'SLV3M4RK7,'" Anko explained, drawing the number with her finger in the dust on the counter. And what does that look like?"
"Oh! Slave market, right?" Yuko realized.
"Right." Anko nodded. "There are a few other coins in there with that same serial number, too."
"And 'N4RC1C5D1R.'" Miho added, looking closely at another coin's serial number. "Narcotics Dealer!"
"Precisely. And down here..." Anko continued, ducking behind the counter. Her squad mates looked over the counter when Anko didn't return. "This doesn't look like something that would just be sitting around in a long abandoned bar." What she was referring to was a thick machine with a coin slot on the front inside a drawer. "Then stick one of these coins in," She inserted the slave market coin into the slot. "Do this..." She then turned the switch on the beer tap, and a loud scrapping noise sounded below. They went downstairs to investigate, to find the entrance to a long hallway where before there was only a dirty, rotted wooden blank wall.
"I thought there was something strange about that wall." Miho mused as they walked down the hall, the wall slamming shut behind them, no doubt re-concealing the entrance.
"I assume you know where this will take us?" Kei asked Anko.
"I should think we will come out to Daimao's Den's slave market." Said Anko, though she too seemed to feel suspicious about her surroundings.
"We should tell Onnasuki about this place. She HATES sex slavery." Yuko giggled, thinking of the man-hating lesbian chopping off every slave trader's cock.
"With any luck, no Konoha shinobi, or any person for that matter, will walk this hall ever again." Said Hitomi a little pointedly.
"Oh, yeah... true..." Yuko muttered awkwardly.

"100,000,000!"
"132,000,000!"
One hundred and thirty-two million! Going once!" Hinata's heart pounded at these words. The man who gave this price had several slaves surrounding him, and judging by the punch he gave to one, she was dreading the thought of him buying her.
"150,000,000!"
Hinata sighed with relief. While the woman who made this bid looked quite stern, she didn't seem to be without a heart, as she was petting a slave of her own as though she were a cat. If she wanted to belong to one of the four remaining contenders, it was between her and a man with a young, child-like face who simply looked like a lonely boy wanting love.
"This just gets better and better." One of the slavers that captured Hinata smirked. "I only expected ten million at best."
"A hundred fifty million." The ringleader grinned. "With 'at, Daimao's Den'll be back up and more dangerous than ever!"
"Is that so?" The ring leader jumped, turning to see Anko and her entourage standing right behind him, pointing weapons in his face. "Also, do us a favor and drop that shitty fake accent."
"Who are you...?"
"We came for the slave auction." Hitomi stated angrily. "We heard there was a certain young woman who fetched a high price on this market."
"Konoha ninjas?" These two words alone silenced the once boisterous auction, many of the buyers leaving while they still could.
"Run all you want, there's a whole squad of Anbu waiting outside for ya!" Anko shouted with a note of humor in her voice. "Yuko, free whatever girls have been captured by these fuckers." She ordered.
"Can do." Yuko confirmed, with a smirk, since they were all naked, or with very little clothing on. 'Oh please let them show appreciation' she thought to herself.
"Miho, subdue whoever you..."
"Already did." Miho interjected, clutching the ringleader who kidnapped Hinata in a tight vice grip.
"Nicely done." said Anko admiringly. She extended an arm and many serpents slithered out from under her sleeve, hissing dangerously as they coiled around the criminal's body. "Now tell us!" She demanded. "Why has Daimao's Den re-emerged now after all these years?"
"Daimao's Den's neva been disbanded like ya thought it was." The ring leader stated gruffly. "It jus' now got you damn ninjas' attention."
"And why...?"
"Why a' we kidnappin' pretty lil' girls? Ain't it obvious? T'make us money, of course!"
"Why choose now of all times to drop such a level of subtly?" Anko finished, her tone sharp. "And why ninjas? Why academy students?"
"She's right." Yuko blinked as she continued unbinding the captives. "And most of these are genin age."
"Right genius, you are." The ring leader scoffed sarcastically. "T'make us money, like I said!"
"Rarely did Daimao's Den take shinobi as slaves, and even more rarely were they so young, were they students!"
"Supply and demand, y'know." The ring leader shrugged, the snake around his throat coiling more tightly.
"I'm going to kill you where you stand, you son of a bitch!" Anko growled angrily.
"Sounds fun, but... gotta go." The ring leader snorted. Black smoke billowed from what seemed nowhere, and when Anko and Kei had cleared it, the man was gone.
"Who was that?" Kei wondered blankly.
"Who knows." Anko sighed. I say, we should just appreciate a mission accomplished for now."
"Hinata!" Hitomi cried, rushing to see her daughter as soon as she was freed from her glass encasement.
"Mother?" Hinata blinked, having such a hard time believing that only minutes ago, she was about to be sold into slavery.
"My sweet baby girl." Hitomi sobbed, embracing her daughter.
"Mother." Hinata wept, unable to find the strength to hug her loving parent back. "Thank you. Thank you so much!"
"It's Anko you should thank." Hitomi smiled weakly, helping to stand Hinata back onto her feet. "None of this would have been possible without her.
"Give yourself credit, Hitomi." Anko grinned. "All these years and you still haven't lost your touch." She pulled off her coat and draped it around Hinata's bare shoulders. "Are you okay, Hinata?"
"Um, I... well... I..." Hinata stammered, too shook up to comprehend what to say in her current situation.
"It's okay. Just relax." Anko whispered caringly. "Sorry tonight was such a disappointment."

Hinata shook her head, still unable to think or talk straight. "You should take her home, Hitomi. She's not really in the right state for what I had planned for her."
"Sure." Hitomi nodded.
"Can... Naruto still be... be with me...?" Hinata trembled.
"Of course." Hitomi smiled.
"Oh, shit. I forgot about Naruto!" Anko winced, slapping her forehead. "I'll send him right over for you. Hinata, you just let yourself rest for as long as you need to, 'kay?" She planted a small kiss on her forehead.

Back at her apartment, Naruto had kept himself busy watching Anko's video's, some too good to not jerk off to, and he was jerking off to one right now.
"Man, where do they come up with this stuff?" He wondered amusedly as he watched 'Evangelion : You are (not) a virgin,' an obscure animated adult film among Anko's porn collection.
"You look like you're enjoying yourself." Anko teased, making Naruto jump.
"Uh, kinda." He said awkwardly, as he quickly refastened them as Anko laughed. "So uh, where's Hinata?"
"She's... She's been through a pretty rough ordeal lately." said Anko solemnly.
"What do you mean?" Naruto blinked. Anko sat down with Naruto for a moment and told him everything about what happened in the hours she was away. By the time she had finished, Naruto looked thunderstruck. "No way...!" He gasped. "Hinata was almost...?"
"Yeah." Anko cringed. "Anyway, she's safe, but pretty shook up. If you want to, you can go to her place to stay the night, but please... if you do end up... you know, doing it, please be very gentle with her."
"Yeah." Naruto nodded, understanding completely.
"And just so you don't get too pushy…" she said, kneeling in front of him. "I'll finish what you started, so you don't go to her half pent up."Before Naruto could say anything his zipper was down, and his erect cock was removed and instantly in Anko's mouth, as she began sucking him off.

She didn't do this to get Naruto off, but for Hinata. If anything was going to happen now, it would be natural, not because his masturbation had been interrupted.
Naruto moaned out, she was going full power on him, to get him to cum fast, not for pleasure. And fast it was, as he came on her mouth, and Anko swallowed it all.
"Now… like I said, if you do end up doing it, please be very gentle with her." She said. "And if you don't, I won't hold it against you." said Anko, though because of her cool, solemn tone, Naruto had a hard time telling whether she was serious or teasing.
"Thanks, Anko-sensei."

Once Naruto had found the Hyuuga household, he knocked on the large oak front gate, and soon after he was greeted by the kindly, yet begriefed Hitomi Hyuuga.
"It's good to meet you, Naruto." She said pleasantly. "Let me show you to Hinata's room."
"Thank you, Mrs. Hyuuga." Naruto muttered uncertainly as Hitomi led him upstairs through a corridor. "Um, Mrs. Hyuuga? Is Hinata... well... is she okay?"
"She'll be fine, I think." Hitomi answered slowly. "This isn't a mental wound that can heal itself over night, but Hinata's a strong girl. I wouldn't think there's any need to worry too much. Here it is." She added, stopping at a door marked 'Hinata' in ink. "Please treat her carefully." She whispered, giving Naruto a small bow before leaving.
"Hinata?" Naruto said softly as he entered the Hyuuga heiress's room.
"N-Naruto?" Hinata responded faintly. Though her room was of moderate temperature, Hinata was tucked tightly into her blankets, shivering uncontrollably.
"Are you okay?" Naruto asked gently. Hinata was silent for several minutes before responding,
"Naruto? Could you... get in... in bed with me...?" Naruto's face turned quite pink at this question, but he nodded and very carefully climbed into bed, tucking himself in with Hinata. He turned from pink to red as he soon realized that she was naked!
"Are you sure you're okay?" Naruto was starting to become a little scared now.
"I'm alright." Hinata assured him, though Naruto wasn't entirely sure he believed her.
"Then... do you... you still want to...?" Naruto tread very lightly with this next question. If it were him, he would have wanted nothing to do with sex for a while after almost being sold as a sex slave, but with girls, he just wasn't sure.
"Yes..." Hinata whispered.

"Hiashi! Stop spying on your daughter." Hitomi scolded her husband, who was currently watching the two young students with his Byakugan.
"How can I be sure that he isn't going to...?"
"Naruto is a very nice boy. He wouldn't do anything to make Hinata uncomfortable." Hitomi stated. "Now switch off your Byakugan and have your dinner. You too, Hanabi!" she added, Hinata's younger sister deactivating her own all-seeing eyes and turning away from her parents, her face bright pink.

Naruto's heart was pounding so hard, he wouldn't have been surprised if Hinata could hear it as he disrobed. Even though he and Hinata had seen each other naked before, there was just something so unfamiliar, so unnerving about it as Naruto gripped the waistband of his boxers, the last of his clothes, and with a calming breath, yanked them off.
"It's so..."Hinata blushed, looking down at Naruto's erect penis before he climbed back into the bed. Swallowing his dignity, Naruto leaned in, kissing Hinata full on the lips, passionately intertwining his tongue with hers, and embracing her tightly in his arms, her soft skin pleasantly hugging against his body, her well-grown bosoms pressing against his chest.
"Ah." Hinata moaned as Naruto brought trembling hands to her breasts, taking in their magnificent, firm yet soft to the touch. She in turn ran her small hands down his smooth, slightly muscular chest until they reached his shaft, which was very thick and hard, with an oddly strong warmth to it. Naruto had turned over, on hands and knees over top of Hinata, ready to begin their ritual.
"Are you sure about this?" He asked her uncertainly.
"Y-yes. Please. Make me... yours." Hinata breathed nervously. Naruto nodded and positioned his cock close to her pussy. Extremely carefully, he pressed his dick against her pussy. Already, from simple contact, Hinata was beginning to understand why Anko had devoted herself so sex, why she spoke so highly of it. She braced herself for the pain she knew would come from penetration, closing her eyes tightly, but when nothing happened for a time, she opened them, and looked curiously up at Naruto.
"I... I can't..." He sighed.
"Why not?" Hinata blinked, worried by her crush's saddened expression.
"I just... can't." said Naruto, laying down beside Hinata. "All I can see is me hurting you, and... I know you've had enough pain for a long time."
"It's alright, Naruto. This... this is a pain I want." Hinata insisted.
"No, it isn't." Naruto shook his head. "Anko-sensei told me everything about what's happened to you today, and right now, it just doesn't feel right... Like something we're being forced to do."
"Naruto..."
"I mean, we've just been pushed through all this stuff so fast. One minute, we hardly know or speak to each other, and the next, we're being pushed into making love. I just..."
"Thank you." Hinata smiled, touching a finger to Naruto's lips. "It means so much to me that you feel that way, Naruto."
"From now on, let's move at our own pace together." said Naruto, though Hinata knew by how he phrased it that this was intended to be a suggestion.
"I agree." She smiled, wrapping her arms around him, their faces inches apart.
"Hinata, there's something I've been meaning to ask for a while now." Naruto whispered. He knew he didn't need to, but somehow being so close to her made him feel the need to lower his voice. "Um, how do you know when you're... you know, boyfriend and girlfriend?" Hinata giggled, her face turning bright red at this question.
"I love you, Naruto." She whispered back, giving him a short, simple kiss on the mouth. "Do you love me?"
"Yeah."
"Then we are."
"Huh? ...Oh, I get it." Naruto laughed, wanting to hit himself for his stupidity. He returned her kiss, and for several minutes, the two did nothing but kiss passionately, completely forgetting all modesty and insecurity for all the time their lips were interlocked. Hinata gave another little moan as Naruto touched her breasts, to which he let go and broke their kiss.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't know..."
"It's okay." Hinata held his hand and placed it upon her breast. "Do you like them?"
"I like everything about you." Naruto chuckled, feeling a tad cheesy for saying this, as true as it was.
"And I you." Hinata smiled. They soon settled down and fell asleep together, legs intertwined, arms wound tightly around one another, their nude bodies pressed together.

Downstairs in her own room, young Hanabi Hyuuga was very red in the face as she watched her sister make out with her new boyfriend with the Byakugan, unable to help herself as she rubbed her crotch through her pants, which had grown hot and itchy for reasons she couldn't understand.
"I hope I will love a boy like that one day..." She thought as she switched off her Byakugan and turned over in her bed, unable to keep her hand out of her pants.
To Be Continued...
Special thanks to MattWilson83 as always for proofreading and permission to use his OC's Yuko and Miho, to Cloud Link Zero for permission to use his OC Yahiko, and an extra special thanks to DemonKaizoku for permission to use her OC Kei.
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