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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue, Part 1
- 2-Prologue, Part 2
- 3-Part 1
- 4-Part 2
- 5-Part 3
- 6-Part 4
- 7-Part 5
- 8-Part 6
- 9-Part 7
- 10-Part 8
- 11-Part 9
- 12-Part 10
- 13-Part 11
- 14-Part 12
- 15-Part 13
- 16-Part 14
- 17-Part 15
- 18-Part 16
- 19-Part 17
- 20-Part 18
- 21-Part 19
- 22-Part 20
- 23-Part 21
- 24-Part 22
- 25-Part 23
- 26-Part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Part 29
- 32-Part 30
- 33-Part 31
- 34-Part 32
- 35-Part 33
- 36-Part 34
- 37-Part 35
- 38-Part 36
- 39-Epilogue
- 14
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- 16
Haruno Sakura exited her room wearing a white tank top and a pair of comfortable, floral-patterned shorts. She slid a hand over her slightly damp hair, worn down to accelerate the drying process. She walked out from the corridor into more open space, silently thankful that the other inhabitants of the flat were not up just yet. With the arousal Kiba had induced in her earlier, she just might have jumped the first man she saw. The shower only served to suppress the heat she felt. It did not, in any way, reduce the hunger the dog-nin had invoked.
"Now to sate a different hunger," she said, recalling Kai's statement late last night about some panna cotta in the refrigerator. Fuzzy pink slippers glided silently on the floor as the kunoichi ambled into the kitchen. Upon opening the steel doors, she found her targets immediately—a couple of bowls filled with cream-colored gelatin and topped with some almonds and syrup. She took one of the bowls and headed for the dining area, grabbing a small spoon along the way.
As she took her seat, the aroma of the dessert wafted unto the medical-nin's nose. "Vanilla and almonds," she mumbled, her mouth watering already. She allowed the spoon to sink into the cream-colored delight and was about to guide the small wedge she had taken out to her waiting mouth when a wave of guilt hit. "Is it really alright to just eat it like this?" she thought our loud.
'I'm sure he won't mind,' Inner Sakura said impatiently, 'Now go ahead and eat it. I'm dying to know what it tastes like!'
"No, I think Kai would like it better if we ate together. I'm not trying to feed his fantasy or anything. I'm just trying to be nice. He did make the panna cotta, after all."
Despite her inner self's disapproval, Sakura stood up, leaving the delectable dessert on the table. She marched silently to the blue-eyed king's door and was surprised to find it unlocked. 'Must've left it open when he went to drink some water or something,' the green-eyed woman thought.
The medical-nin peeked inside and found the raven-haired man sleeping soundly on his bed. 'Look,' her inner self whispered as if the outside world could actually hear her, 'He's asleep. Let's just leave and eat!' The kunoichi disregarded the imaginary being and sneaked further into the room. Once closer to the bed, Sakura got a better view of the slumbering Silver King. She felt her heart skip a beat. She never knew an image could be so hot yet so cute at the same time.
The raven-haired hunk apparently liked sleeping topless and much of his exquisite musculature was in plain view. He was turned to one side and was hugging a hotdog pillow fiercely, his beefy arms bringing the cushion flat against his ripped torso. Based on the humps the medical-nin saw on the black sheets, it was apparent that his legs were also wrapped around the elongated item.
Inner Sakura swallowed hard. 'Lucky pillow,' she commented.
Kai's face was buried in the softness but visible enough for the medical-nin to recognize the handsome features she knew all too well. He mumbled incoherently, a silly smile appearing on his lips as he hugged the pillow tighter. 'You were right,' Sakura mentally addressed her inner self, 'We should get going.' The kunoichi turned around and was about to scurry off when she heard the blue-eyed stud speak.
"Mm, Mikoto…"
Sakura blushed and turned back around, only to find the handsome man's eyes still closed. 'Great,' she thought, 'He's dreaming about me.'
Kai mumbled something again and rolled until he was lying supine, one arm still draped around the hotdog pillow. He straightened one leg, inadvertently tugging the black sheets off. The green-eyed kunoichi felt her knees go weak.
'Let me correct your thoughts earlier. He doesn't like sleeping topless; he likes sleeping in the nude,' Inner Sakura said, her voice slowly developing a slur as she began to lose consciousness due to a massive nosebleed, 'As for your role in his dream, I think you can figure it out by yo…' The imaginary being's voice left her completely as she became incapacitated from blood loss.
The medical-nin gulped as the blue-eyed king's manhood was bared to her. True, she had seen it once before, but she never really got a good look before he stuffed the lengthy beast into the tiny piece of black underwear. Right now, she felt her temperature spike as she marveled at the large organ before her. Though significantly smaller than Kiba's colossal erection, it was enormous in its own right at ten and a half inches long and seven inches in girth. It had a similar pattern but greater degree of curvature compared to the dog-nin's cock. Similar to the other two kings, his pubic hair was shaved clean, allowing an illusion of dimensional magnification. The rigid slab of flesh rested innocently upon the well-built man's muscular thigh; the head, to Sakura's additional unbidden delight, was pointed straight at her, allowing her to view the drops of pre-cum adorning the slit at the tip.
"Mm, Mikoto…" the hung man moaned again, causing the kunoichi to stifle a gasp. Kai rolled back and hugged the cushion again. He began to hump the pillow subconsciously as he continued to mumble incomprehensible words in his sleep. Based on the fresh stains on the casing, the dark-haired man's dream had been going on for quite some time.
Guilt gnawed at the brunette's insides. 'This is wrong,' she thought, 'I shouldn't be watching this. I'm in love with Kiba.' Yet despite her nagging conscience, she could not tear her gaze from the gargantuan pillar of man-meat sliding faster and faster upon damp black sheets. Slowly but surely, the blue-eyed hunk's breaths became shallower; his hips, faster but more erratic.
"Ah! M-Mikoto!" Kai cried, grasping the hotdog pillow incredibly tight, his arms bulging in effort. With a mighty thrust of his hips, he came. The green-eyed woman became vaguely aware of the thick fluid hurtling towards her and moved to avoid the projectile. Alas! Her arousal had dulled her reflexes, it seemed.
Sakura felt Kai's cumshot hit her left cheek. She staggered to the side and avoided the rest of the Silver King's hot load. 'K-kami,' she thought. Though not as powerful as Kiba's cumshots, the azure-eyed man's ejaculation was, nonetheless, very impressive. 'Eight to ten feet,' she estimated, 'Just as I fantasized.' She watched the man's erection continue to twitch rhythmically as the last drops of his essence were forced out of his loins. 'I-I have to go,' she stammered internally, her nether walls clenching with desire, 'I need another cold shower!'
With unequalled speed and silence, the kunoichi glided across the room and exited. She closed the door as quietly as possible and whirled around only to hit what felt like a wall of bricks. A hard object jabbed her midsection, causing her to double over. Sakura's irritated gaze searched quickly for the offending agent and felt her pussy tremble even more as she went face-to-slit with eleven inches of glorious, erect cock. She straightened up on reflex, her green eyes ascending rapidly to meet similarly hued ones from none other than the Golden King.
Confusion washed over the sleepy-eyed blond as his mind registered what he was looking at. "Oh, Mikoto," he said, yawning, "What were you doing in—"
"He's still asleep," Sakura answered a bit too rapidly, "I wanted to ask him if he wanted to have breakfast together, but he's so… deep in sleep, so I just let him be."
"What's that on your ch—"
"Water. Just showered. Later." In a blur of movement, the medical-nin had slipped past Kyosuke's broad frame and entered her room. With a rather forceful slam, Kyosuke was made aware that the conversation was over.
The tall man scratched his head as he looked back and forth between Kai's door and the green-eyed woman's. As his vision arced between the two thresholds, his emerald gaze stopped abruptly somewhere in between. "Oh, that looks yummy!" he exclaimed, making his way towards the table where the brunette's panna cotta lay forgotten.

"Well, that was a waste of money," Kiba grumbled as he and his companion walked out of the cinema.
Sakura sighed in concurrence. Her mind wandered to their previous argument, one of the points comprising which involved the two of them not going out nearly often enough. Whenever the two of them got together in either one's place, the "date" always ended on a very good note. Not so in this case, and she was starting to realize that maybe, just maybe, he had a point.
"I told you, we should've watched Burning Steel instead."
"And what, watch you squirm in your seat because of a massive hard-on from the explicit sex and battle scenes?" the medical-nin retorted, "I've seen the trailers. It's your usual action film involving a supposedly hung and potent assassin protagonist who goes on a mission to avenge his murdered family and ends up fucking a horde of women along the way. Oh, and using the title to refer to both his dick and that fire-enchanted spear he uses to exact his revenge was in such bad taste. I mean, I heard from someone who's watched it already that in one scene, a defeated female antagonist actually shouts 'Go ahead! Stab me with your fiery spear!' upon her defeat. Next thing you know, they're fucking like horny rabbits amidst the girl's dead henchme—"
The brown-haired man stopped abruptly. "Hey, spoilers!" he complained, reflexively placing his hands on his ears so as not to hear any more details.
Sakura stopped walking and looked back at the tall man. "Like that's going to work," she commented, knowing that the jōnin's hearing was far too acute to be diminished significantly by such a trivial gesture. She resumed walking. The unhappy brunet was beside her in a heartbeat. "So you really plan to watch it?" the green-eyed medical-nin asked.
"Maybe. I've read in critics' columns that the fight scenes are exquisitely choreographed and that the film was worth watching for those scenes alone," Kiba replied, "How about you? You really plan on watching that physics-based, pseudo-thriller crap?"
It was the kunoichi's turn to stop and look indignant. "Excuse me? Physics-based, pseudo-thriller crap?" she seethed. The ebony-eyed jōnin gulped visibly. "For your information, The Omega Particle received much praise from critics for its direction, screenplay, visual effects, musical score and acting. True, the actors aren't that famous, but really did a good job. Also, the lead actor's kind of cute."
The Inuzuka growled a little in annoyance at his girlfriend professing her infatuation with some wimpy pretty boy who probably didn't have a single scar on his body. "Wasn't it originally a book?" the brown-haired man inquired.
"Yes, it' based on a novel," Sakura replied, "You remember, don't you?"
"How could I forget?" the handsome jōnin replied, recalling how he almost went mad with horniness while the woman kept on reading the damned paperback. "So why watch the movie when you've already read the novel?"
"Well, the effects look promising based on what I've seen so far," the brunette said, "Besides, the plot's really good. A lot of intellectual thrillers have come out in the past few years, but this one's perhaps the best I've read so far."
"And the lead actor's kind of cute," Kiba added, putting on a girly voice that Sakura did not find amusing at all. "Well, if we watched that, I'm sure I'd be asleep within the first few scenes. I mean, what the hell is an omega particle anyway?" The dog-nin regretted having asked the question the moment it escaped his mouth.
Sakura stopped, took a deep breath and began to rattle off a series of astonishing statements as if she were reading straight out of a book. "An omega particle, or negative omega hyperon, is a hadron, or strongly interacting particle, and further classified as a baryon. Baryons include the nucleons and the hyperons. Since an omega particle has a half-integer spin, it's also a fermion, as are all the other baryons. It has a minus three for strangeness being made up of three strange quarks—"
"Strangeness?" the jōnin asked, genuinely curious at the odd use of one of the few words in Sakura's statements that was actually familiar.
"Yeah, it's a particle property that's conserved in strong interactions but may change in weak interactions. The latter usually happens when strange particles like positive sigma hyperons decay individually," the green-eyed woman answered matter-of-factly.
"Ah, of course," Kiba said flatly.
"Speaking of decay, the omega particle is also very unstable and would quickly decay into a lambda zero hyperon and a negative kaon. The lambda zero hyperon would then decay into either a proton and a negative pion or a neutron and a pi zero meson. Now, the negative pion decays into a muon and its neutrino, whereas the pi zero meson decays into two upsilon mesons. Finally, the muon would decay into an electron, an electron antineutrino and another muon neutrino. As for the negative kaon, strangely enough, it decays just like a negative pion."
Inuzuka Kiba stared at Sakura for a few seconds, his jaw slack. "I… see," he said, not seeing at all. He started walking, "Am I glad we didn't see that movie. Too many -ons is definitely not a turn-on."
The kunoichi produced a fake giggle so obvious someone with an IQ of 50 would have figured it out. "Oh, you're funny," she said dryly.
"Well, I try to be," the onyx-eyed man said, grinning widely, eliciting one from the medical-nin as well. "Anyway, I think we're in agreement that that romantic comedy was really bad. The trailer was so misleading."
Sakura nodded fervently. "Tell me about it. I think the snippets they put in the trailer were the only scenes where the lead actors actually had any semblance of, well, acting ability. I swear, I couldn't tell the difference between the female lead's facial expressions when the guy gave her flowers and that time she was giving birth."
Kiba laughed heartily, a deep rumble that the kunoichi always found to be so charming. "I feel bad for the high-profile supporting cast, though," he said, his tone changing quickly, "This film will be a scar on their otherwise remarkable film rosters."
"Well, the guy was certainly hunky enough," Sakura commented, recalling the numerous topless scenes. The tall ninja beside her gave a disapproving look. "Sadly, he's got about as much personality as a slab of granite," she quickly added.
"Yeah," the handsome jōnin agreed, his disgruntlement waning immediately, "the lead actor's character profile is kind of poorly built. It doesn't have enough layers to make it adequately complex to appear even remotely realistic."
"Um, nice point there, but I was talking about the actor himself," the medical-nin supplied, "I've seen an interview, and let me tell you, he had about as much charm as a bowl of bland soup."
"Really? What the hell were the guys in charge of casting thinking? Not all people who watch movies do so just to ogle at topless dudes," Kiba grunted. "Well, let's look at the bright side," he said, a smile replacing his frown, "At least the caramel-flavored popcorn was good."
"Yes, it was," the green-eyed kunoichi replied with a smirk.
The dog-nin knew immediately what Sakura was talking about and groaned. "That girl beside me just wanted to feel me up so she kept 'accidentally' dropping popcorn on my crotch. I made sure she felt nothing, though. It's a good thing she only had a few pieces left when we went into the cinema. Oh, and don't even get me started on that one that she picked up on the floor just so that she could put her face close to my groin."
"Don't forget, she ate that too."
"Did you have to remind me of that particular detail?" the brown-haired hunk said, grimacing, "There must be some pretty virulent pathogens on that floor, though. A few minutes after eating the popcorn that fell, she went rushing out of the cinema with a funny waddle. She must've gone to the restroom."
"Oh, I'm pretty sure that wasn't diarrhea," the brunette said slyly.
The tall jōnin was quick to notice that mischievous glint in Sakura's eyes and was unable to suppress a smile. "Okay, what did you do?"
"Let's just say she'll be having some difficulty walking in the next month or so," the medical-nin explained.
"You didn't!" Kiba said, recalling how Sakura had excused herself and passed in front of the said woman just moments before the latter left the movie house. The kunoichi just giggled. "I hope you didn't use chakra."
The brunette put her thumb and index finger close together, but not touching. "A tiny bit," she admitted. Kiba shook his head.
"Maybe I should've done that to the guy beside you who kept sipping miniscule amounts from his cola so that he could keep accidentally grazing his finger on your arm," the handsome hunk told Sakura, "Well, if you didn't want all those guys sitting around you, maybe you should've chosen something else to wear today."
The medical-nin looked at her clothes—a deep green, sleeveless blouse showing a bit of cleavage, an above-the-knee, form-fitting, black skirt and sexy silver heels. 'He has a point,' Inner Sakura offered.
"How about you and that… shirt," Sakura shot back, motioning to the man's black shirt. She had to bite her lips a little as she saw a sliver of pecs and abs from beneath the four-inch strip of net-like material meandering across Kiba's torso. The late morning heat had produced a light sheen of sweat, causing the said muscles to look even more luscious.
"Oh, this one?" the hunky jōnin asked, "It's new. The other kings got it for me yesterday. Does it look good on me?"
"Yes; hence, the similar predicament you had inside the cinema," the green-eyed woman replied.
The Inuzuka playfully poked at the kunoichi's cheek. "That was a rhetorical question," he said, "You know I look good in everything." Sakura rolled her eyes. "As do you," the handsome shinobi continued, followed by a quick peck on the cheek, causing the brunette to blush. After a pause, he whispered breathily into her ear, "But you know I look even better without anything on."
The medical-nin blushed even harder. "So cocky…" she managed to mutter, averting her green eyes. She was in no mood to be excited, not that it was something she could control very easily. The early morning encounter she had with all three kings had left her spent from self-gratification. What troubled her more was the fact that the other two kings were starting to play bigger roles in her fantasies, though, to her relief, the dog-nin still held a commanding lead over them.
"You couldn't have chosen a better adjective," Kiba said smugly.
Their conversation stalled for but a few seconds, but it was more than enough for the two ninja to be aware of the excitement their presence was invoking in the crowd around them. Males, females and everything in between were giving them lustful stares. Others openly licked and bit their lips sensually while looking flushed and aroused. A select few with enough guts flashed breasts or openly rubbed their privates. Being the center of attention wasn't exactly new for the couple, but being in an "entertainment" district definitely had its peculiarities, as what they were witnessing now. Sakura instinctively hooked one of her arms around one of Kiba's, sighing slightly at the sensation of spun steel under soft skin. Thankfully, there had been no indecent proposals since they left the cinema, but the medical-nin was sure it would only be a matter of time before…
"Hey there, big man," a high-pitched voice rang.
'Right on schedule,' the kunoichi thought.
A small, curly-haired blonde sprang from behind the pair and ran a hand on the tall jōnin's free arm before circling around and facing him. The green-eyed ninja looked disdainfully at the woman's disproportionally large breasts struggling to break free from the large handkerchief that the stranger had decided to use as a top. The two prominences told the medical-nin that the blonde wasn't wearing anything underneath the tiny piece of cloth, not that she expected the woman to be wearing one in the first place. Sakura's green gaze went further down to see a pair of shimmery shorts so short, they looked like panties. Again, the kunoichi wondered if she wore anything underneath.
"Mm, your arms are so hard," the blonde squealed. Her brown eyes traveled south and here brown eyes nearly came out of their sockets. "Oh my, your dick looks so big!" she screeched.
The kunoichi held back a wince at the use of such suggestive language in a crowd. 'Great, now even more annoying pests will come,' she thought. Despite her irritation, Sakura conjured her training and donned on her invisible character mask. "Oh, believe me, it is," she said coyly.
The blonde took in the brunette's statement and regarded her with nearly equal lust.
'Bisexual, I suppose?' Sakura wondered.
"You guys wanna come over to my place and fuck?" the brown-eyed stranger asked.
The green-eyed woman suppressed another wince. "Sorry, but I don't think you can handle him," she said, smirking. "If you think you can handle thirteen inches of cock, then go to The Three Kings early tonight, because believe me, there'll be a very long line." With that, the brunette pulled on the tall jōnin into motion, leaving the small, busty girl gawking like a fish.
"Way to go," Kiba said as he looked back to see the girl spreading the news to a group of similarly clad women and other individuals he had previously noted to be staring at him.
"What? Don't forget, I'm also supposed to be your manager," the kunoichi replied, "It's part of my job to advertise you whenever possible."
The dog-nin chuckled. "Well then, I suppose I'll have to put on quite a show tonight because I think it'll be quite a crowd."
"I have no doubt that you'll bring the house down. The bigger the buzz is about your performance tonight, the greater the chance Miyako will be there too," Sakura added, "Who knows? We might be done with this mission by tomorrow."
"I like your positivity," the handsome ninja said, grinning widely. "Well then, let's go eat," he continued, patting his belly, "I need some fuel for that performance."
"You're unbelievable," the medical-nin told her companion, "You finished more than half of the popcorn tub just a few minutes ago and you're still hungry?"
The brunet flexed an arm. "Hey, it takes more than carbohydrates to build these, you know?" he joked, "Anyway, where did you eat Konoha cuisine yesterday?"
"It wasn't Kono—" Sakura stopped abruptly. "What?"
"I smelled firemary on your breath yesterday afternoon when you told me to be wary around the other two kings," Kiba said, sending the brunette's thoughts spinning.
'Firemary,' the medical-nin thought, 'is a close relative of rosemary with scientific name Rosmarinus flammeus. It grows only in the Land of Fire, predominantly along the eastern border, and is particularly hard to cultivate; hence, is very expensive. Despite having a unique and breathtaking flavor, it is very difficult to use. Only chefs in the Land of Fire have been known to use the herb adeptly, and the knowledge is passed down from master to apprentice. As such, dishes which utilize firemary are very rarely seen outside the Land of Fire, and if they are, these are usually in the most expensive restaurants which include dishes from around the world in their menu. With the combination of being expensive and hard to use, spice traders usually pass on firemary; thus, it is quite rare to locate the herb outside of the Land of Fire.'
"One of our spies will contact you shortly after you arrive," the blonde Sannin imparted. "Curiously, the spy refused to reveal his or her identity, but only informed that you two must be vigilant as he or she will attempt to contact you with very subtle means. Must be one of our more senior colleagues."
"Hey," the hard-bodied jōnin said, waving a hand in front of the green-eyed kunoichi's face.
Sakura caught the hand and pulled the raven-eyed man into motion. She looked back and found a quizzical look on the dog-nin's handsome face. She smiled. "I think I've found our spy," she whispered.

Author's Notes: Parts 11 and 12 are mostly smut, so once again, I'm treating you guys to a three-part update.
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