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The Secret Technique	By : MathiasBlue Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 105768 -:- Recommendations : 17 -:- Currently Reading : 30
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Hello” people speaking
‘Hello’ people thinking
“Hello” biiju talking
‘Hello’ biiju thinking
Interlude: Dominance
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Warning: Piss play ahead!
Inuzuka Tsume had gone out for drinks that October 10^th both to celebrate the defeat of the kyuubi, and to try and forget the loss of her husband on that same day 10 years ago. He had been about the only son of a bitch with enough strength and will to make her willing to marry him. When she thought of her husband she tried to think of the happy years spent with him, resulting in their daughter Hana and son Kiba. Normally this was enough to stave off any dark thoughts but she had seen something that made it difficult.
The demon-brat. Normally she put him out of her mind, knowing that the little bastard was hurting behind those fake smiles he wore around the village. Her opinion of him wasn’t helped by the fact that her damned instincts screamed at her to show caution around him. But recently, as in earlier that very day she saw him walking through the market with a small smile on his face. Normally that wouldn’t have done anything to rile her up, but there was one extra facet that made it unforgivable.
It was an honest smile of joy, and on the day the little shit had stolen something precious from her. She had all but forgotten what it was she was doing and followed behind him stealthily, her fury bubbling away silently. When he reached an apartment not too far from the academy she realised that he must live there. She waited a moment to give him time to reach his apartment before focusing a small amount of chakra to her nose, enabling her to follow his scent.
A common misconception about the Inuzuka was that they could tell anything about anyone, using just their nose. While it was true that they had far better senses than most shinobi, to track a person and differentiate between differing scents required the delicate application of chakra. Something that required far too much concentration to use all the time.
Moving up several flights of stairs she reached the 5^th floor of the building, absently noting that nobody else lived on the floor, before approaching the lone occupied residence.
When she was actually stood outside the door, she had paused not actually knowing what she had been planning to do. The absolute heat in her veins began to die down, her fury being slowly replaced with shame. She knew that the brat was close to the Hokage, so chances were that if she ever did anything to him, she would be found out and most likely killed. While a part of her was willing to risk it, when she imagined her daughter and son going through life without her, and finding out that she’d killed Kiba’s classmate, that part of her was smothered. After all, they had never been told what that boy actually was so to them she would have simply been caught killing a child.
She had regretfully moved away from the door before leaving, resolving that she would simply drink a little more that night.
And as such that leads us to her sitting beside several friends at the bar, with several empty bottles around her.
She could feel their eyes boring into the side of her head, which was currently resting in the envelope of her arms on the bar. They all knew why she was drinking a little harder than normal, so why did they insist on staring so?
“Tsume?” inquired Yoshino, staring at her friend worriedly. “Are you sure you’ll be able to go sit through the Hokage’s speech tonight? You’ve drunk far more than usual, even for todays date.”
Tsume lifted her head to argue otherwise, before looking at the bottles around her and realising Yoshino was right. Looking back at Yoshino, Tsume blinked blearily before answering, “We’ll see how I do on the walk over yeah? If I can’t I’ll head home early.”
Yoshino continued to look at her friend worriedly, causing Tsume to roll her eyes. She knew exactly what had her friend worried and the likelihood of it happening was slim to nil at her level of skill even when she’s drunk.
“Yoshino, no asshole is gonna be able to jump me and use me to get their rocks off, k?” she drawled, smirking when Yoshino subsided with her worried stare for and replaced it with an irritated glare.
“Geez, just let me show some concern for my friend alright?” Yoshino grumbled before squeaking when a bearded chin landed on her shoulder.
“Woman,” grunted Shikaku, from his heads resting place on her shoulder.
“Man,” she grunted back, imitating his lackadaisical tone near perfectly, her lips twitching into a smile when his dark eyes narrowed at her playfully.
Then he smirked. “Troublesome.”
Yoshino began to puff up with indignation before letting it all go when he kissed her cheek snickering slightly. “I just came over to say, that if we’re going to hear the Hokage speak, we’d best get moving.” He paused looking back at the table containing his two team mates and their respective spouse and child as well as his own before drawling, “Actually we really need to move now. I think Shikamaru nearly drowned in his food for a moment there.”
Normally Tsume would have been both amused and cheered by seeing her friends actually getting along for once. Throughout the year it was quite common for Yoshino to bitch about Shikaku and his behaviour, so seeing them act like when they were first dating was a rarity. With her particularly down mood however it just reaffirmed her opinion on attending the speech that night.
“You know what, I think I’ll head home early tonight,” Tsume smiled with uncharacteristic weakness. “Do you mind taking my kids with you? You sure? Ok I’ll walk them to the tower, and then head home.”
The walk over was quiet, with even the drunkest people in the crowded streets kept their voices down. As had become tradition, for the next hour the Hokage would speak of the shinobi and kunoichi who lost their lives now 10 years ago, often being able to bring up amusing little anecdotes about the several shinobi, he’d known personally. He had mentioned the loyalty of her husband the year before, causing her chest to burn with fierce pride.
As she walked beside her friends, she felt the alcohol get to work in her system, Tsume’s mind drifted back to the apartment building earlier that afternoon. Now filled with determination, Tsume waved goodbye to her children and thanked Yoshino before stumbling off in the direction of the monsters den.
Yoshino stared after her friend, filled with fresh worry. Despite having two children, Tsume’s figure would still be considered very attractive. With full breasts that were just over a handful and a toned stomach and rear, her tan alongside her facial markings and the wildness of her features gave her an exotic, feral beauty.
Sensing his wife’s worry, Shikaku pulled Yoshino closer to his side and bent to whisper in her year. “Don’t worry about her Yo-chan, she’ll be fine. You know any baka that tries anything she doesn’t like will wake up missing their dignity and several hours of the night.”
Sighing, Yoshino wrapped her arms around her husband’s waist and tried to put the worry for her friend out of her mind. After all, what was the worst that Tsume could do?
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Naruto smiled happily to himself. At ten years old he was feeling pretty good about the way things were going in his life right now. Earlier that day while returning from the market, he had discovered a small parcel left outside his door containing an awesome little frog-wallet. In his infinite wisdom he had decided to name it Gama-chan. And then a little later he had gotten a knock at his door. Upon answering, he was at first irritated at the lack of a person, thinking he had been pranked before his foot nudged against something. Looking down he was delighted when he saw a healthy plant, with its pot wrapped in colourful paper.
Picking it up he noticed a small card balanced among the top leaves. Moving back into his apartment, he placed the actual plant on his desk where he did his work. Opening the card he had seen the typical birthday wishes and was told that the plant was called Ukki-san, along with a list of instructions on how to properly care for the plant.
Those two gifts almost made up for the fact that he had to go to the public restroom a few streets over to go to the toilet. He had entered his bathroom only to discover that the toilet wouldn’t refill after he flushed and it made a strange noise afterward. He had asked the landlord to check it out the previous day only for the old man to regretfully inform him, that while he could fix it, he would have to order a specific part to do so. And so the man told him not to use the toilet for the two days that it would take for the part to be delivered.
Either way, for once his birthday was going pretty damn well for once. The day before Mebuki-sensei had given him a wrapped box and sternly told him not to open it until she was there the day after his birthday.
Naruto should have known better than to taunt Murphy by now.
Naruto nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard heavy pounding on his door. Looking at it curiously, Naruto wondered who it could be. Eyes moving back to Ukki-san, Naruto’s eyes brightened. Maybe it was someone else with presents!
Putting the card down Naruto scampered over the door and swung it open eagerly, only for a fist that was already mid-swing for the door, to land on his head.
Shouting in pain, Naruto glared up at the woman swaying in his doorways. “What the hell lady?! I might’ve taken a while to answer the door but that’s no reason to hit me-ttebayo!”
Now that she was actually in his apartment, Tsume once again wasn’t sure what to do. She couldn’t hurt him or the Hokage would rain fire and brimstone on her head. She couldn’t even shout at him and tell what he’d done to her, to her family, otherwise the brat would tell the Hokage about the crazy lady who burst into his apartment and called him a monster.
‘Well shit,’ she thought grumpily. Looking around his apartment her mood worsened when she realised people actually cared about him enough to give him gifts. Sighing she looked to the bathroom and gave a bullshit excuse about needing to use his toilet, already halfway to his bathroom without waiting for permission. Now that she thought about it, she really did need to go.
…Only to be denied when the brat stood in front of the door and spread his arms across it, still glaring at her.
“I didn’t say you could use it! And anyway it’s broke so you can’t!” he declared firmly.
Getting irritated Tsume growled when she realised that he’d been telling the truth, she snarled “Well I’ve got to piss somewhere kid.” Stumbling slightly, the amount she’d imbibed starting to catch up to her, Tsume caught herself on Naruto’s desk and noticed the plant. “Fine, close your eyes brat and I’ll do you a favour and water your plant.”
He looked at her nonplussed for a moment before realising what she meant to do, when drunken hands reached for her pants. Rushing past her he snatched the plant off his desk and retreated across the room. “Y-you can’t just pee on Ukki-san!” he wailed holding the plant behind his back.
“Kid, people and animals piss on trees and plants and other shit every day.” Tsume groaned. Kami she was actually ready to burst.
“But Ukki-san isn’t just a plant, he was a present!” Naruto argued nearly backing up against the wall.
Inebriated, irritated and ready to wet herself Tsume got ready to shout at the brat to hand her the plant, before really registering what she was seeing. He was glaring up at her, his eyes nearly tearing desperately trying to hold his plant away from her, and still the little whisper in the back of the mind told her not to piss him off.
In that moment, Tsume calmed down significantly but her eyes still burned with anger. Only now a single thought was pervading his mind.
Show him his place in the world, where he truly was in the grand scheme of things.
Breathing in deeply Tsume said “Alright kid, I’ve got something else I can use, so you can put the plant down.” Seeing his hesitance she added “I promise. You just can’t open your eyes until I tell you that you can.”
Far too pleased that he had managed to save Ukki-san from defecation, Naruto didn’t question her any further and simply closed his eyes. Maybe when she was finished the crazy lady would leave him alone.
Without his sight, the sound of the zipper of her pants being pulled down, and the rustle of the fabric hitting the floor sounded incredibly loud in the small room. However Tsume’s training showed through as beside that Naruto didn’t hear her padding over to stand in front of him.
Tsume stood in front of the brat completely naked beneath the waistline, and was morbidly amused when she realised he was short enough that she wouldn’t even have to force him to the floor for what she had planned. She would only have to force his head back a bit!
Staring down at him, Tsume coldly told him “If you don’t want to choke, I suggest you swallow quickly.”
Confused Naruto opened his mouth to ask what she meant, only to get out half a gasp when he felt strong hands forcing his mouth against something familiar. Eyes’ shooting open Naruto’s shocked blues were level with coarse brown bush of hair, a fair bit thicker than Mebuki-sensei’s. Looking up he stared at the smirking face of still uncomprehending before he felt a warm trickle of bitter fluid enter his mouth. Suddenly comprehension dawned.
The moment she saw confusion turn to fear and revulsion, Tsume stopped holding back. What felt like the beginnings of a lake began to pour out of her in a steady stream. At first he tried to struggle, several drops of the foul liquid escaping the seal of his mouth, before he seemed to concede. She watched with vindictive satisfaction as his throat began to bob as he swallowed her bitter offering, amplified when the whisper of her instinctive fear quieted.
Seeing that he was looking a bit queasy, Tsume released him and simply began to soak his face and clothes with her tapering stream when he jerked away and fell to the floor.
Naruto shuddered in disgust as what the crazy lady had just done, firmly reinforced the crazy part of her name. Before he could get to his feet and shout at her to leave, he felt a slight thump as a pair of tanned knees hit the floor beside his head. He looked up to see her still looking down at him, cruel amusement dancing in her eyes.
“Clean me.” Tsume commanded before lowering her pussy. She began to frown darkly when she felt no movement, thinking she’d have to get…persuasive when she felt a small rough tongue start to lap at her sex. Letting out a sigh she informed him casually. “This is your own fault you know. I offered an alternative but you didn’t take it.” Seeing his eyes narrow with anger, she laughed at the sight. After seeing him swallow her piss and soaking him in it, he was about as intimidating as a mouse.
Pushing her arms out behind her Tsume leaned back and sighed as she started to rock her hips in time with his tongue. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’d done this before.” Having leaned back, Tsume didn’t see his eyes widen in panic so she continued conversationally. “Point your tongue and move it inside me.”
Naruto was reluctant to comply as he saw his suffering give her pleasure, but did so in the hope that once satisfied she would leave. Pointing his tongue, he thrusts it into her wet snatch and began wriggle it around trying to find the spots that would make her finish quickest.
When he felt her muscles start to clamp around his tongue, Naruto began to feel a profound sense of relief only to blink in confusion when she moved her pussy from his mouth and span around on his face.
“There’s still one more place for you to clean before we’re done,” she promised darkly. “Clean me properly and I’ll leave, alright brat?” She then lowered her asshole toward his mouth, the dark wrinkled ring of skin contrasting with her tanned buttocks.
Naruto screwed his eyes up and gathered his courage, and then ran his tongue over the crazy lady’s rosebud. He nearly gagged at the taste. He didn’t mind doing this for sensei because she always made sure to clean that place thoroughly if she wanted him to practice that part of the technique so it didn’t taste overwhelmingly sour unlike the woman straddling his face.
Feeling Naruto start to lick her asshole, Tsume started to rock her hips again and began to play with her pussy to help toward her release. She hadn’t planned on doing this, originally she was going to piss on him and then leave. But it had been several months, nearly half a year, since she’d taken anyone to her bed and her drunken mind had decided that seeing as he had deprived her of a regular lover, the brat could deal with that as well.
When she began to reach a crescendo, Tsume let her full weight land on the boys head, and began to rub furiously at her clit. With every spasmodic jerk of her hips, she squirted her release over the boy’s body, thoroughly soaking through his clothes and dampening the floor around them.
Panting Tsume sat for a moment to catch her breath before Naruto’s kicking legs reminded her to move before she killed the brat with her ass.
Gathering her legs up underneath her Tsume stood, causing Naruto gasp and cough as fresh air entered his lungs. Not pausing Tsume walked over to the brat’s bed and used the corner of his comforter to wipe her sex and thighs clean of her honey, before stepping over Naruto to go and put her pants and underwear back on.
When she finished pulling up the zipper of her pants, Tsume looked over at the boy still lying on the floor. “You don’t want to find out what I’ll do if you tell anyone about this. This may or may not happen again and it will be at any time or place of my choosing should I desire it. Understand?”
Having caught his breath Naruto propped himself up on his elbows and got ready to tell her just where she could stick her demands, he froze. The eyes looking at him were so black and cold he wasn’t sure where the pupil ended and the iris began. Gulping silently Naruto nodded. “Yes ma’am err…what is your name?”
“Call me Tsume-sama brat.” And with that Tsume walked out the door and out of Naruto’s apartment for the night.
Flopping back onto the floor Naruto was rather sad to note that this was still one of his better birthdays. At least he got to practice the technique on someone else. That comfort quickly lost its lustre when he realised he had shown someone the technique that sensei didn’t want him to show anyone. She could never know if he wanted her to keep helping him! At least the crazy lady…Tsume-sama didn’t seem to realise what he had just shown her. For some reason she thought it was some kind of personal cleaning method.
She really was crazy….
A/N: Um whoa that was weird.
The only reason I’m pumping these chapters out so quick is cos I’m in Uni and have finished all of my assignments and am simply attending lectures for an hour or three a day, while the rest of my friends are rushing to finish their assignments off XD So you can expect pretty quick updates for a little while at least.
In response to the reviewer asking when Mebuki and Naruto will fuck, I’d say it’ll happen within the next three chapters. Given how quickly I’m updating this it’s not exactly a long wait right?
And I do agree that a Naruto/Mebuki/Sakura scene would be hot, but it would be difficult to work it into this story so I will definitely do a one-shot or a completely separate story featuring it at a later date.
And again cheers for the positive response, just be sure to point out any errors you spot so I can fix them!
Cheerio!
Edit: God, you can tell I wrote this one while quite tired. I barely posted it before I spotted several things that needed to be fixed -.-
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