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Hypnosis	By : Saitochan Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 23505 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
OK then! Chapter two is up! For all of you Shikamaru Fan girls out there (don’t be shy, I know you’re reading this), please enjoy! And for the rest of the readers... well... I’m still not sure about the pairings, but I’ll try out as many as I can. The more, the merrier, right?

However, I’m afraid Shika/Tsunade is out of the question. Read along to find out why.

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Hypnosis

Chapter 2 - Enter Genkaku

A long and lustful moan echoed through the forest, awaking some of the animals that slept in it. The moonlight shone through the tree branches, but most of the forest was totally dark.

“Oohh... yeah... hmmm...” a feminine voice, filled with lust and desire, was the only sound on the woods that night. “Ahh... harder... fuck me harder...”

Near a clearing, behind some trees and bushes, a couple was having fun. They didn’t care who heard them, busy as they were with each other. A young man lay on the forest floor, with a gorgeous woman on top of him, both of them wearing nothing but their skin.

Even though there wasn’t enough light to make out any facial features, the man on the ground could make out the perfect silhouette of the woman riding him. He could even see her breasts bouncing each time she impaled herself on him. But, as much as he wanted to raise his hands to touch and massage the bouncing orbs of his desire, he felt his whole body pinned to the ground by an invisible force, and no matter how hard he tried, even lifting a finger proved to be an impossible task.

However, his hips moved freely, thrusting upwards and matching the rhythm of the beautiful stranger, though more on instinct than on his command. As he enjoyed the feelings coursing through his whole body, he could hear a tiny voice on his head, the last remains of his rational thoughts trying to shed some light on his clouded brain.

*who... who is she? How did I end up like this?* thought the young man as he felt his release coming closer. But the sensations coursing through his body were so intense, that everything other than this woman soon became absurd and meaningless, and every thought he had vanished as he felt himself falling into a great sea of pleasure.

As he felt his body tingle all over, he gathered all of his remaining energy to push his hips upwards in a particularly hard thrust, burying himself deeper within that unknown woman, shooting with seed deep inside of her. Her response was instant and quite vocal. “Ahhh... Ohhhhh... Oh YESSS... Shi... Shika-kun!”

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Shikamaru woke up with a start. He was sweating all over, his moist and loose hair sticking to the sides of his face. He sat up in his bed, raised a hand to get his damp locks out of his face and wipe away some sweat while he tried to slow down his racing heart.

“Hmm... how troublesome...” he mumbled as he realized his boxers were uncomfortably wet and sticking to his tight. “This is the third time this week...” As he got out of bed, the still half-asleep shinobi glanced at the clock on his nightstand. It read 4:48.

Upon leaving the relaxing warmth of his bed, Shikamaru began to feel just how cold his room was as he walked to the closet to get some clean bed sheets. It was a cold night outside, and the young ninja felt the chilling bite of the wind that came in through his window, which he had carelessly left open the night before. He closed it quickly, and hurried to put clean blankets on his bed.

As he changed his bed sheets, Shikamaru let out a discontent grunt. This was becoming a real pain in the ass. Not that the dreams were unpleasant, it was just that his laziness made the cleaning and changing of his own sheets a living hell.

Once he finished, the lazy Chuunin walked to the bathroom, taking his night clothes along the way. Once naked, he walked into the shower and turned the hot water knob. Since it was still too early to do anything, Shikamaru just took a short bath, put on some clean boxers and went back to his bed. He didn’t have anything to do until noon, so he could easily sleep another five or six hours...

“Hmmm... Yeah...” he mumbled as he felt once again the welcoming warmth and softness of his bed, which, combined with the feeling of cleanness and relaxation his hot bath brought him, seemed like a small piece of heaven. He fell asleep again in a few minutes.

*****

Though it was still early in the morning, a loud voice rang throughout the Hokage tower, the kind of voice that rang out when there was an emergency of a very important matter at hand. “Shizune!” Called the Hokage. When her ever-faithful assistant didn’t show up, Tsunade called for her a little louder. “Shizune! Where are you?”

After a few seconds, the door opened and a young woman with short black hair came in, holding a small pig to her chest. “Hokage-sama! I thought you were at your office!” said Shizune closing the door behind her. Had they been back at Tsunade’s office, she would have responded much sooner, but that wasn’t the case.

Leaving her sandals at the entrance, Shizune walked into the beautiful penthouse that made up the last floor of the Hokage tower, the place reserved only for the strongest ninja in the village; the head of Konohagakure, the one who received the title of Hokage.

Following her master’s voice, the medical ninja and her pig (god, how I hate that pig) passed through the hall, lounge and dining room of the beautifully decorated apartment before finally reaching Tsunade’s bedroom. As she opened the bedroom’s door, Shizune began her usual nagging at the blonde woman. “Hokage-sama! You can’t leave your office like that! There’s a lot of work to do! You need to--“

Her words were cut short, however, when she walked in on something completely unexpected. “Tell me, Shizune” said the Hokage as she looked at her reflection on a big mirror. “How do I look?”

The surprised medical ninja managed to overcome her shock and carefully looked at her sensei as she analyzed every detail. Instead of her usual green jacket, top and pants, Tsunade wore a beautiful green kimono and a yellow obi, her long hair, which shone like the sun, fell graciously down her back, free from its usual bounds, and her face had just the right amount of makeup to accentuate her beauty. In short, the Hokage looked gorgeous.

“Ho-Hokage-sama... you look... wonderful! Bu-but why are you--” Shizune stopped talking as she remembered the other one and only time she had seen her sensei act this way. “Oh, I get it” she said as a smile crept to her face. “Genkaku-san is here, right?”

Tsunade blushed slightly upon hearing that name. She turned to her assistant and stared at the floor. “He’ll be arriving at noon.” Shizune laughed, clearly amused to see her usual less-than-feminine sensei act in a way so unlike her.

As she walked closer to Tsunade, Shizune talked casually to her, something she never would have done during work, or when the Hokage was her usual self, for that matter. But now she saw her like this, Shizune felt connected to her master as a woman, which allowed her to treat her as an equal. “So, how long has it been?” she asked with a smile. “Five years?”

“Five years and eight months” answered Tsunade as she looked upwards, obviously lost in remembrance. “And?” asked Shizune after a few seconds. “How long is he staying?”

“Huh?” Tsunade blinked almost stupidly as Shizune’s question yanked her back to reality. “Well... I don’t know. A week, maybe?” she answered as she took a small bottle of perfume. “He didn’t say.”

The young medical ninja looked perplexed at her sensei. Tsunade never EVER used perfume. Shizune could even remember once she gave her some fancy and expensive fragrance for her birthday a few years back, yet when they both came to Konoha, the perfume hadn’t been used, not once.

As Tsunade put the perfume bottle near Ton-Ton’s nose, and the pig gave a strange pig-noise of approval, the younger woman spoke again, poked by curiosity. “And by your looks, I believe you’re meeting with him, right?” asked Shizune with an air of complicity. The answer was rather obvious, but she wanted to hear it from her lips.

“Of course” answered the blonde while putting the perfume back in its place after using some of it. “But not just yet. I’ve already ordered someone to show him around the village while I prepare everything for the night.”

“Wait, wait. While YOU prepare everything?” Shizune didn’t like where this was going anymore. “Then... that means...”

“Right” answered Tsunade casually. “I’m taking the day off.”

Shizune put up her trademark shocked face and started blabbering at her sensei, temporarily forgetting the due respect towards the Hokage. “Bu-but, Tsunade! There’s a lot of work to do! You need to sign all the forms for--” she was instantly interrupted by the cold and menacing stare of the blonde.

“Shizune” said the woman in green in a low and dangerous voice. “Do not forget who you’re talking to. I said I’m taking the day off.” She had returned to her usual self, but after those words, her voice softened a little. “And so are you. I have another job planned for you.”

The young ninja stared at her master with gratitude. It was nice to get a break from paperwork every once in a while. She didn’t really care what job was in store for her, it couldn’t possibly be worse than the ever-growing stack of papers that filled Tsunade’s office.

“First, I need you to get me the best cook in the whole village” said the Hokage to her expecting assistant. “He is to cook a dinner for two tonight. And you must get some wine as well.”

Shizune blinked. “Wine?” knowing just how much Tsunade loved Sake, it was really rare she drank anything else. “Wouldn’t you prefer some Sake? Because I know a place where...” The glare her sensei shot her was enough to change Shizune’s mind. “Ne-never mind...”

*****

Shikamaru let out a big yawn and stretched his whole body. He would have gladly slept a bit more, but that was a luxury he couldn’t afford. As he lay in bed staring at the ceiling, he heard some familiar footsteps coming up the stairs. “Oh man... this is going to get troublesome...”

Real troublesome indeed, because as soon as she got up the stairs, Shikamaru’s mother opened the door to his room and spoke quite loudly. “Shikamaru! Get up already!” If he hadn’t been awake already, his mother’s loud voice would have awakened Shikamaru with the same softness and subtlety of a splash of cold water. “It’s 9:30 already! Are you going to sleep all day?”

The Chuunin in bed let out a discontent grunt as he sat up, scratching the back of his head. “Come on, mom!” he said lazily. “I’m free until noon! Why can’t I sleep in on my free days?” The woman in the door gave him a clearly annoyed look. “You’re a shinobi! You should be training right now!” she said, obviously pissed by his slacking attitude. “I heard your friend Chouji is training really hard. Why can’t you be more like him?”

Making use of a speed very rare in him, Shikamaru got up quickly and went to the bathroom, not really wanting to hear anything else. Of course, he was happy for the fact Chouji finally took a break from filling up his stomach and put some effort into training, but he just didn’t like to be compared with him, or with anyone for that matter. And if it was his mother who did the comparing, he would always get the worst part.

The black-haired ninja took his second shower of the day and got ready to leave his home, though much earlier than he had planned to.

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Konoha’s gates were wide open, welcoming every traveler with the sight of the big city, which made a great contrast with the enormous forest surrounding it. As he waited next to the gates, Shikamaru let out a big yawn. He had been waiting for quite a while now, and there was still no sign of the person he was expecting. The young shadow shinobi let out a discontent grunt when he realized he could have easily slept for one or two more hours without any kind of trouble, if his mother hadn’t nagged him out of bed.

Regretting Chouji wasn’t around to keep him company, the bored ninja lay down on a bench next to the city’s gates. He was dying for some distraction, but in that warm summer day, the sun shone down strongly, and there wasn’t a single cloud on the sky, which deprived Shikamaru of one of his favorite hobbies. Still upset with his mother for not letting him sleep, he crossed his fingers behind his head and lay back, preparing to take a little nap.

Without much care for his mission, Shikamaru started dozing quickly, lulled by the soft sounds of the forest, and warmed by the sunlight falling on him. Shortly after, two people, a young man and a blonde woman, appeared on the road, slowly approaching Konoha’s entrance. They moved quietly, so the sleeping ninja never would have noticed them if one of them hadn’t spoken up to wake him up with a start.

“Well well, if it isn’t the crybaby!” said Temari loudly, which caused the shadow shinobi to grunt in discomfort for having his sleep interrupted. “Don’t you have anything better to do than sleep around all day?” Shikamaru opened his eyes lazily to stare at the Sand ninja next to him. While the woman with the big fan on her back looked at him with a smirk and an amused expression, her younger brother looked away, his face reflecting boredom, if not slight annoyance.

“Oh man, you’re starting to sound just like my mother” said the black-haired Chuunin as he slowly got up to a sitting position on his bench. After stretching a bit, Shikamaru spoke again. “Anyway, I wasn’t aware you were coming. What’s your mission here?”

Gaara let out a low hiss, making known how the whole conversation was getting to his nerves. Though she wasn’t fond of showing any kind of fear, especially in front of Shikamaru, her brother’s impatience still unnerved Temari. Deciding to have the last word in the conversation, she answered quickly, as she started walking into the village, motioning for Gaara to follow her. “If you didn’t know about our visit, then our mission doesn’t concern you”. Damn, she was right. Shikamaru just stood silent as both ninja walked away; deeming it too troublesome to come up with a smart answer.

As she walked away, Temari gave the lazy Chuunin a triumphant smirk over her shoulder and whispered to him: “Later, shadow boy” before heading towards the Hokage Tower, accompanied by her younger brother.

Once they were way out of earshot, Shikamaru spoke his thoughts out loud. “Man, what a troublesome woman”. Though that blonde kunoichi annoyed him to no end, either by calling him names or by boasting her superior ninja skills, the shadow ninja couldn’t help but feel attracted towards her. *She’s smart, skillful and quite pretty* thought the Chuunin, watching her disappear inside the city.

*And she’s so HOT! I wouldn’t mind having a private training session with her...* However, as Shikamaru remembered the way her tight dress outlined her well-toned body, her fishnet bands wrapped around her sexy legs, and the way her short skirt left little to the imagination, training was the last thing on his mind.

To kill some time, he let his mind wonder over the image of the beautiful sand kunoichi, forming all kind of fantasies around her, mostly of the sexual variety. Obviously, his body was quick to respond, but since there wasn’t anyone around, Shikamaru wasn’t really bothered by it.

Some ten or fifteen minutes later, some sounds coming from the road caught the shadow shinobi’s attention. It sounded like a small traveling group, but the trees, close together and on both sides of the road, didn’t allow for a good view. Regaining his composure and acting like a true Konoha ninja, Shikamaru stood up, figuring that being caught slacking off by travelers would mar the village’s reputation, along with his own, especially if his client was among the oncoming travelers.

As soon as the traveling group vas visible, despite the distance between them and the village’s gates, the black-haired Chuunin instantly noticed something that didn’t quite fit. The group was composed of nearly fifteen people, most of the people were traveling merchants, escorted by a fellow ninja Shikamaru knew but never really spoke to, but the shadow shinobi easily recognized the tall figure walking besides them as his client. The man whom he should show around town instantly caught his attention, partly because, even though none of the other travelers were really short, the head of the pale man rose above everyone else’s, and also due to the fact that his clothing was unlike anything he had seen before.

As the group approached the gates, Shikamaru began taking in more and more details about this man he was supposed to escort inside the village. Compared to the photograph he had seen the day before, this man's hair was longer, it was starting to show a few strands of silver among the black, and a few and almost invisible lines on his face indicated he had aged a bit since the picture was taken. Shikamaru also noticed this stranger’s clothing seemed really expensive, and he was not carrying any luggage, but what struck him the most was that, unlike the rest of the traveling group, his clothes were not covered with dust from the road.

When everyone finally reached Konoha’s gates, Shikamaru bowed slightly at the passing merchants, and while addressing his client, who was busy admiring the village with a contempt look on his face, he asked: “Excuse me... Are you Genkaku-san? Tejinashi Genkaku-san?”

A pair of shining black eyes turned to look at him, and a voice both deep and soft reached Shikamaru’s ears. “Certainly, young one, that is my name. And who might you be?” The Chuunin was a bit confused by the strange and unusual accent that marked this stranger’s words, and felt a little nervous by his strong presence, but nevertheless, answered right away. “My name is Nara Shikamaru. I was appointed by the Hokage to give you a tour around the village”.

A sudden gleam of satisfaction crossed the eyes of the tall stranger, which didn’t pass unnoticed by Shikamaru. “Ahh, my dearest Tsunade!” said Genkaku, with an obvious tone of true happiness in his voice. “How is she? You will take me to her, will you not?”

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow, as he began to draw his own conclusions about the relationship between Tsunade and this man, analyzing their behavior towards each other. “Well... my orders were only to show you around...” said the lazy Chuunin, much to Genkaku’s disappointment. “But I’m sure you’ll get to see her before the day is over. By the way... how long will you be staying in Konoha?” asked Shikamaru, slightly curious about his client, despite the fact he had just met him.

“I believe I will be here around one week. I surely hope that is enough to take a good look around your beautiful city” said the foreigner with a smile. Shikamaru felt his curiosity towards this pale man grow as he wondered how he was planning on staying a week without any kind of luggage. “Actually... this is more of a village than a city... I’m sure one day will be more than enough to look around.” Said the black-haired Chuunin, still puzzled by his unusual interlocutor

Since the young ninja in front of him hesitated, Genkaku motioned him forward saying “Well, shall we go?” Shikamaru nodded and walked into the village.

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Hey! I hope you’ve liked this story so far. Chapter 3 might take a little while, since I’m really busy with my work and studies, but I know you’re going to love it. Have a little patience and as usual, please review!
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