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Chapter List
- 1-Duty Calls
- 2-Heaven & Hell
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A/N: It�s rather amusing how this part came about. From all
the fan responses, I decided to make another part, but I honestly had no real
basis for one. So basically, I started with several ideas, probably about 5
different ones that could continue from where the first part left off, but all
of them didn�t seem to totally work for me, and then I came up finally with
this one. I hope you enjoy it.

�Heaven & Hell�

Tsunade is in heaven and she doesn�t want to live.
Heaven consists of piercing electric blue eyes. A chiseled
whisker marked face and strong lightly tanned arms that embrace her. And lips,
one cannot forget the soft lips that offer only acceptance when she continually
apologizes for her treatment to him; lips that tell her they love her.
This is heaven for Tsunade; so much she doesn�t want to return to the world of
the living.
Because back there, there are laws that say this is wrong.
That she shouldn�t have any type of relationship with a seventeen-year-old boy.
That if found out she possibly could lose everything even her title as Hokage.
She knows all of this but doesn�t care, because after
so many years, so many decades of searching, she�s found heaven again and this
time she�s not letting go.
Although she knows sooner or later that world will return
and her time here must pass, but for a little longer she wants to deceive her
self, because this is heaven and Tsunade doesn�t want to leave.
<*>
There is nothing but darkness in the Hokage�s bedroom when
she awakens a few hours later, her young lover resting peacefully right beside
her. For a moment Tsunade considers getting up. Maybe a quick shower despite
that there was still several hours before the light of the new day would shine.
She considers this yet again, but the warmth of being in the embrace of Uzumaki
is too inviting and she remains, lying still allowing her thoughts to wonder.
Allowing her self to remember�
Her thoughts drift over the dramatic change that occurred a
few hours before, when she willing recognized and accepted him to be one with
her. Her thoughts then drift to the past. She remembers the times when she�d
tell him, �shut up and fuck me�� back when she didn�t give a damn for his
feelings. When her only concern was for what he could give her, his ability to
make her forget, even just for a few hours, the loneliness, her loneliness. But
sometimes, just sometimes those bright blue eyes could pierce right through
her; disarming her with their intensity. And his lips could make her melt from
the inside and out.
It was then when she realized he was her sin, her last
carnal pleasure in this world, the only thing that could ignite the fires of
life within her. He, this boy was the only thing that made her feel alive
again. So much that he�s been starting to consume her thoughts during the
waking day, the memory of his fingers and touch distracting her while at work.
The pleasure of his lips, the feel of him inside her, all these images continued to dance in her thoughts,
breaking her will. It was almost to the point that sometimes she�d had to go
seek him out during the day. On her lunch break if needed, regardless if he was
dealing with Konoha �business� or not. She had to have him, find him; she had
to have to him to quiet the desiring blaze in her body. He was her sin, her
joy, her love�
And she this all was making her feel guilty.
Guilty, because she�s starting to forgot �him,� Dan, her
first love. Not the idea of �him,� but just the small things, the important
things, the things that would have no worth to other people, but were oh so
invaluable to her. The scent of him, his smile, the shiver that echoed through
her body when he called her name, touched her, made love to her.
You would have thought for over twenty years of his absence
would explain such a phenomenon, but its terrifying her. She�s scared, she
doesn�t want to forget �him,� but she�s having such a hard time. This boy, this
Naruto, his scent, his taste, his feel ravishes her body, consumes her flesh,
lights her soul on fire in ways she�s never imagine. In ways �he� never did, or did he? She just can�t remember�
Oh, god she can�t breathe�
�Help me�� she silently pleas.
She�s scared because to forget would mean that what she felt
for him was meaningless, that it was just a game to her, and his heart his love
held no substance. And it wasn�t meaningless. It wasn�t a game. She loved him
so hard and so much that it consumed her, flooding to every region of her body.
His name was on her lips every waking moment. The one person that finally saw
her for what she was, and made her feels that way also.
This is hell for Tsunade, caught between two loves, one she
can�t live without and one who she can�t forget. And she doesn�t know what to
do. She drifts off again to an unsettled sleep, consumed by her own nagging
guilt of betrayal. This is truly is hell.
<*>
Naruto continues to watch his goddess as she sleeps.� The rise and fall of her soft lean stomach,
the valley of her immaculate breasts erupting with each breath, her thick full
red lips that part ever so slightly as she inhales. To him she is without
words, beautiful.
He�s seen her face before, her real face, the one
that�s not the deception. She doesn�t know this but on a few occasions of their
more energetic nights, after they�re spent and they both lie still and
there is nothing more than steady breathing. When her own exhaustion claims her
and she falls away from the world for a few hours. There are a few times when
her mask crumbles and her true self is revealed.
The first time it occurred he was frantic. He didn�t know
what was happened, if she was all right or not. But after ten or so minutes the
mask returns and her play resumes. When he realized what had happened, there
was only one course left for him for when it next occurred. He kissed her. He
did it because he had to know. He needed to know if his feelings were for her
or for the person she�s trying to show the whole world. He needed to never
doubt, because her lips tasted just as sweet as ever. That was when he
knew.��
Now his mind isn�t on the years that separate them. That
she�s experienced so much more in life then him. All of those differences don�t
matter when they lie together beneath the sheets or when she�s calling his name
for some extravagant feats he performed on her. His thoughts aren�t on ranks or
proper etiquette. The one question that dwelled in his hearts, which scares him
and excites him all at once, was finally unveiled and she accepted him!��
Now bliss was his reward to his mistress, his Hokage-sama.
<*>
There are probably a thousand and one different ways to
pleasantly awaken someone in the morning. I�m pretty sure going down on your
lover while they slept, was one that was close to the top.
�The familiar musk of
her scent enters his nose as he approaches her. He kisses her, he kisses her
again to make sure, and then he tastes her.
<*>
Tsunade is jolted back to the world the moment her young
lover�s tongue touches her clitoris. She wants to drift and fall. She so wants to
drown in the pool of his ecstasy for her. She considers it for a long time, but
she can�t or rather she won�t, because she can�t forget, or rather she refuses
to forget �him.�
So she begs; pleads for his, Naruto�s, pleasing lips against
her wanting pussy to stop. And since he�s learned from over time to react to
all of her wants and needs, he does automatically. His bright blue eyes looking
at her questionably, �Was this some new sort of game�� he seemed to be asking.
�Last night, I�� she starts to say, her breath barely above
a whisper. She was desperately trying to avoid his eyes. �Last night, shouldn�t
have happen. I mean, not that way. Not any more.�
He looks at her wounded, realizing that no game is being
played her. In fact it�s something far worst. �What?�
�We shouldn�t�� she pauses; she can barely look into those
large blue eyes, who�s hope was falling. �I shouldn�t
have let this go on for so long��
�Tell me you don�t love me�� he cuts her off, because he
knows where this episode is going. But still a fighter at heart he refuses
defeat. He refuses to let her go.
She doesn�t answer him, because she knows anything she�d say
would be a lie. And he could tell. So the question remains unanswered. �Tell
me!� he pleads. Everything that was solid and justified in his world was now
falling.
�I�I�I want you to go,� is all that she says, her back turned to him.
He wants to scream! Yell! Cry out from the injustice of it
all. To ask what possible crime he could have committed to receive such a
verdict. But instead with no further complaints, Naruto gathers his things. He
couldn�t help the faint visage of hurt across his face. But she paid him no
mind, or tried her very best to act if she didn�t.
In a matter of moments all of his items are gathered and he
makes his exit like some cheap evening�s entertainment. His eyes roamed to the
form of his Hokage who was still lying on her bed, her back still towards him, his
Hokage no longer now.�
And then he is gone. Leaving Tsunade wondering how it�s
possible for a slamming door to sound so closely to a heart breaking.
<*>
That was two months ago. Two months where they both endured
agony and loneliness. And as always time passes and the days float by�
There is a little room in the Hokage�s house, Tsunade�s
current home. Right above her bedroom, right above the room where she�s had a
countless number of carnal encounters with Naruto. It was the Hokage�s attic.
And in this tiny little room, houses many objects, some from
the Hokage�s adventures and past deeds and some from the previous Hokages
before her. But there is one book, one single book that doesn�t belong to the
Hokage, Tsunade. It belongs to Tsunade, the woman. This book, she retreats to
when times of the present are bad and she merely wants to return to an era when
things were so much simpler.
Photos hold an immaculate power. They have the ability to
freeze a single moment in time, capturing it forever for all to see. They can
capture that moment of happiness. They can capture that moment of joy. It�s for
this reason why Tsunade returns here.
A curse of nostalgia has hit. She wants to see �his� face
again, because she was so close to the verge of forgetting. She was so happy
then, so young. And he was so very handsome. It fills her heart with joy to see
his face again so much that she can almost forget a certain peculiar whiskered
faced youth.
Seeing �his� face reinforces her belief that, maybe she did
the right thing in breaking off her estranged relationship two months ago. That
maybe she was better off without Naruto, after all. And she can believe that
for a time because, as it was mentioned before, Tsunade is a woman that is
ruled by her emotions not by reason. She already plays a masquerade with her
body and appearance, why shouldn�t the deception carry on to
include her heart as well.
She decided that moment she could very well live the rest of
her life as she has before, a roaming entity of the past. Her duties will keep
her busy and her little book will keep her sane.�
But even as she considers closing the walls down on that
idea, she notices the tears falling from her eyes when she continues to look at
his picture. Fore a simple truth rings out in her mind. And that truth is a
photo how ever magical, how ever poignant to a single point in a person�s life.
A photo still can�t embrace you. It cannot tell you, �You�re beautiful.� It
cannot hold you, kiss you, or caress you when you need it most. And more
importantly although you can love it, a photo cannot love you.
It is this reason Tsunade weeps. Not for whom she lost, but
her own bleak existence. She has nothing to look forward to. She has nothing.
This was hell, for Tsunade. A personalize hell she somehow decided she
deserved. And she would have accepted the sentence if not for the events of the
following day.�
<*>
His eyes are watching her. She doesn�t have to look up to
know his fierce blue eyes are only on her. Even as the team leader of his ANBU
group rattles on about the details of their latest assignment in her office,
Naruto simply stands at attention in the back watching. Watching her...
The pages of the report are her only solace. She hides,
daring not to look up for fear of being held hostage by his stare. They are in
a room full of five people, yet it feels like there is only the two of them.
Silence�
The room soaked is in its soundless echo and she panics.
What�s wrong? What�s supposed to happen? Then the leader clears his throat
again. It seems he�s finished, probably has been for several minutes now she
was so distracted, she didn�t notice. She can�t think straight now, not with
him in the same room as her, not with him merely five feet away from her.
�Great, Tetsuo, you bored her to sleep�� A familiar voice
called out, each syllable dripping with the right amount of practiced sarcasm.
The voice�s quip was soon rewarded with a round of laughter from the group.
�Shut up brat, I wasn�t asleep,� she found herself saying,
while recovering from her momentary shock. She then continued in her normal Hokage
�auto-pilot� mode. They were all congratulated on a job well done, they then
continued on, going over a few minor details of the mission and finally all
were promptly dismissed for the rest of the day. Within seconds there are no
traces of their ever being there, all except one.�
She doesn�t notice him at all, his eyes watching her from
the shadows of the room. Whether it was a credit to his improved skill or maybe
her mind was so chaotic that she simply wasn�t paying attention, it wasn�t
known. Regardless she didn�t know he was still with her just hidden, till his
arms encircled her from behind.
Her breathing steadies. She doesn�t panic because she knows
it�s him. His touch is so familiar to her. But this was dangerous, he shouldn�t
be this close, she shouldn�t allow him to be this close. His touch torments her
and yet fills her with so much joy. His lips tear a river of red flame down her
neck, while his hands encompass her immaculate breasts. He can feel her stiffen
nipples, yet she wants him to taste them to. She wants him to taste all of her,
because she misses his lips, she misses him. She really misses him.
One of his hands that were groping her breasts slides
further down her lean stomach, which was soon aided with her guided touch. She
delights in showing him that even in their time apart she still hadn�t learned
the lesson of wearing panties. Pleasure quakes through her body, when he first
touches her soft moist flower and even more when she feels his finger enter
her. His hands were on her only for a few moments and she was already dripping
wet.
Her full weight falls against him and her head rolls back
resting against his body as she abandons herself to his exploration, to his
touch. His finger plunges deep inside her again and again, drawing out more of
her sweet nectar. For a moment she stops him, she wants to taste herself from
his fingers. Her pink tongue slinks out lapping up her own semi-sour fluids.
She abandons him to go back to his work, she was so close now.
This was the first time in two months someone besides her
own fingers, had touched her, this was the first time in two months, that
something beside her own fingers would make her cum. Her hips continued to rock
in sync with his ministrations. Her soft clothed bottom rubs up against his
crotch, grinding against him, instantly making him hard.
God, she�s got to touch him now. Her hands then race up his
leg, finding their way into his pants, seeking him. God, had he always been so big? She�d forgotten how large he was
and how good and hot it felt in her hand. She wants to jack him off� She wants
to suck him� She wants to do a million and one forbidden things to him,
anything to get him off.
�That was until another wave of euphoria hits and she finds
herself in the throes of an orgasm by his hands. Her legs nearly give out from
under her, but his strong body holds her tight. He wasn�t finished with her
yet.
He almost roughly presses her up against her desk. She is
face down on the plane while her perfectly round board ass is raised up
presented to him. There is a glint of steel as a Kunai is drawn for a second.
It makes a quick incision from the top of the hem of her pants all the way down
the side, never even close to marring her silky white skin. The rest of her
garb�s bottoms are then torn away with ease and her naked heart shaped rear is
exposed to him.�
For a just a moment he has to admire her form. His electric
blue eyes travel up the black high-heel pumps that showcased her curvy scalped
calves, which were mounted on a pair of long, shapely, statuesque legs that
curved into her ever so soft, round bottom.�
A part of her melts as she feels his hot wet tongue making a
trail up her full rounded calves, continuing up her milky smooth thighs and
legs all the way up the crevice of her shapely ass.
Withdrawing his tongue, he briefly gives her rump a good
squeeze much to her delight. He squeezes her again admiring the springy
softness of her flesh. He then places himself before her and spreads her ass
wide. He admires the puckered up skin of her light brown hole and gently kisses
it. He kisses it again as if in worship. Then he tastes her there.
Any given day the woman, who was currently the 5^th
Hokage, would have admitted her outright disgust at such an act between two
people, but the woman that was entrusted with the title of Hokage was gone at
the moment. She has abandoned herself to her passion; she has abandoned herself
to her love. Tsunade�s tongue swirls around to the top of her mouth, licking
her lips at the tingling sensation, because it feels so hot and dirty. She then
clenches her lips between her teeth, deliciously savoring the feel of Naruto�s
hot tongue against her anus. Her breathing is hot and heavy. He�s never done
this for her before, and she is going mad from it.
She moans out his name as if a rant. She�s close again. But
he sudden stops and she silently curses his withdrawal but she knows his
reason. He retreats away from her, while she then braces her self up against
the desk, because she knows what he�s going to do and she�s all but eager for
him to try. She wants him inside of her, even if its there.
He draws something from his pouch and applies it to himself,
all the while a part of her wonders how much of this had he had planned for
this scenario. Her thoughts are dashed, when she feels his entry.
�God-F-F-FUCK!� she screams, as she feels his large head�s first emergence.
She was tight here, tighter then Naruto could imagine, but
even with only an inch of himself inside of her, her succulent ass felt
amazing. He grabbed onto her round hips and pushed on again sliding more of
himself into her. For a full minute it was a mixture of pleasure and a bit of
pain for the both of them. It seemed like a millennium passed before he
bottomed himself into her and another thousand years before she adjusted to his
size. And after an eternity, he started to build a slow rhythm.
At first there is only blaring pain for Tsunade from his
intrusion, but soon after tiny ounces of pleasure start to trickle in.
Eventually she joins his motion, grinding her ass against his thighs as he
continues to drive into her. �Oh god! You�re
so-Ahh�big. I forgot you were so big�� she moans in between her clinched lips.
He grabs her harder forcing himself deeper in her. �God, Yes! Fill my ass with
your cock!� His hands loosen the draws to her top, her massive breast spilling
into his grasp as he continues to thrust into her. He�s making her lose control
and she�s letting him.
She can feel her hot juices spilling down her legs. Each
entry, unleashing a dam within her as her Naruto continues to viciously
ass fuck her. Twenty full minutes passed, or was it twenty hours; before she
heard him say, �Hokage-sama�� he called out in warning.
His Hokage seemed to barely hear him, so lost was she in her
own dream of lust and excitement. She knew she was hooked now; they would have
to add this into their routine from now on. Because she knew she wasn�t going
to turn him away again. She needed him too much. �Keep going,� she fiercely
ordered, �Don�t pull out!�
The next few moments are only of bliss. She can feel him
unleash into her, his searing hot cum overflowing into her. He came so much! So
much it�s spilling out of her, triggering another orgasm only seconds after the
previous.
Then suddenly without warning without pretext, in the midst
of her joy, in the middle of her ecstasy, �his� face comes to her, a pretext of
anger, a look of disappointment on his lips. She feels shame and humiliation at
how fast she had given in to her love or was it really lust?� She wants to forget �him�. She wants to
forget she ever knew him, but she can�t and won�t. His kind, loving, angered,
betrayed face lingers in the back of her mind, where she�s still suck in the
past. Though now her mind returns to the present.
�In the twilight of
her orgasm, she snakes her arm around him pulls Naruto down with her. In his
own mild exhaustion, he lets her. She wants him close to her at all times. Two
months without him was hell and she didn�t want to go any longer. If he hurt
her, if he punished her, she didn�t care. She just wants him always near her. Always�
She wants to kiss him. She needs to kiss him and she does,
again and again. But it�s stopped. He stops her. He breaks away. Because there
is still unfinished business, there is still something he needs to know.
�Tell me!� he utters, �Tell me!� he pleads again while
forcing her to face him. She could see it now. She could see in his face how
much he needed to hear it, how much he needed her. �I still dream of you�� he
whispers, �I still want you�I�m still in love with you, but�� He�s crying, she
realizes, for her. �Tell me��
Tsunade is weak. She can�t fight it anymore. She doesn�t
want to. �I love you. I�m in love with you,� then she breaks down. She weeps
because she knows she loves him. She weeps because she knows she�s still in
love with a memory also.
Naruto doesn�t question her sudden outburst; he just simply
continues to hold her. Just like their first night, just like any given night.
He just simply kisses her and holds her.
�I don�t want to be unloved, I don�t want to be alone, and I
don�t want to be without you. But I can�t. I keep seeing his face, and it�s
tearing me apart inside. I am old woman, Naruto. I�m stupid silly old woman
that just can�t forget, but wants to move on too. Tell me! Tell me what I�m
supposed to do!� she cries while burying her face deep into his chest.
�Tsunade,� he softly replies, his hands guiding her to look
at him, because now he understands. He understands why she sent him away, why
she rejected him. Her teary brown eyes focus on him. She realizes he just
called her by her real name. He�s never done that before except that night,
their first night. ��Just because you start developing a new love, doesn�t mean
what you had with him has to disappear.�
�But that right though?�
�It has to be,� he answers her, �You already started living
again; don�t you think its time to start loving again also?�
She looks to him in retrospect. Since when did they switch
roles? Since when did he become the wise teacher and she the student? �I
guess��
He smiles his fingers tracing against her lips. �Just say
it.� He kisses her. �Say it and everything will be ok.�
Her breath becomes shallow as she closes her eyes. �I love
you too��
<*>
That night while she was cuddled in her young lover�s arms,
she dreamed of �him�. Or rather, he came to her in a dream, which she�d like to
believe. Dan. After so many years of missing him, he�d never come to her in
such a fashion. She never even had passing dreams of him, in all the years since
he was taken from her.
There were no words spared between the two of them, but
there was no need. They just embraced each other one last time and slowly he
started to fade away from her grasp. Tears did fall, but she was comforted by
the thought that when she awakens there would be someone there that would send
them away. Always would send them away.
I love you, Dan. I always will. But I have a new love in my
life. This boy, this man, has cared for me and shown me how to love again. And
I want him to continue to show me, for as long as I�m able. So, please don�t
hate me and please don�t forget me, because I�ll never forget you. I love you.
Good-bye�
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