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The Lone Wanderer	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 135548 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or any of the characters featured in this story. This is purely for my and your entertainment, and I will not make any sort of profit from it.

Chapter List
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If you were wondering, yes, this is an AU fic. Certain people that died in canon - i.e. Mabui - are going to be alive in this one. Hopefully I'll be able to create plausible reasons for them to be alive; I really don't want to use Edo Tensei or anything like that.
I'm rambling a bit, I admit. Anyways, thanks for reading the previous two chapters, and here comes the third. Enjoy!
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Mabui was no stranger to death.
As a kunoichi, she practically lived with the grim reaper - a jounin in her own right, she had more than fifty confirmed kills, ranging from enemy shinobi to high value assassination targets.
But... she'd never really been afraid of death.
When she had still been an active kunoichi, most of her missions had been below her ranking. She'd never been mortally wounded, the worst injury she'd ever received had been a cracked rib on an A-rank. Once she became the Raikage's assistant, the idea of anybody even touching her had become laughable at best.
Until the war that is.
She was still angry at the Raikage - and by extension, the Hokage - for being so reckless. Her Tensō no Jutsu was dangerous at best, catastrophic at worst. If the circumstances hadn't been so dire, she would have never considered sending her leader to the battlefield using that technique.
Mabui was infinitely grateful to her Raikage, if she hadn't been before.
Just before he and Tsunade had left, Raikage-sama had given her the orders that had saved her life- "You're not longer needed here. We need everybody we can get on the field, round up any non-essential personnel you can find, and head for the battle on foot."
She, of course, had acted on his orders at once.
They hadn't gotten very far when it happened. Miles behind them, easily seen from their location, she and the shinobi that she had rounded up watched as the HQ of the Shinobi Alliance was reduced to nothing but an enormous crater.
So many people had died... the sensors, the strategists and many, many more.
Guilt had clung to her for days, weeks even. She could have saved so many of them. If she'd grabbed more people, and brought them with her... kami.
But... eventually, the guilt faded. It was still there certainly, but Mabui had realized something- she had come so close to death, and there was still so much in her life to experience. So much to do... so little time.
As far as Mabui was concerned, it was time for her to live.
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There was a burning sensation in her loins.
When Samui had awoken, she'd noticed two things - firstly, the aforementioned burning, and secondly, the fact that it was morning. How long had she slept?
She sat up, her body stiff. Samui glanced between her legs - eyes widening slightly as she saw the dried cum that stained her thighs and the mattress underneath her. There were purple marks on her breasts, her inner thighs...
Then it hit her.
"Oh shit..." she murmured, palming her forehead. Last night, Uchiha Sasuke had well and truly fucked her. And... it had felt greater than practically anything she'd ever experienced before.
Samui heard footsteps come up the hall, and then the soft creak as the door to the bedroom opened.
"You're finally awake." Sasuke said, mismatched eyes running up and down her form appreciatively. He was dressed in a simple t-shirt and a pair of shorts, nightwear that he had packed with him. An aura of satisfaction surrounded him, a small smirk present on his face.
As far as Samui was concerned, he looked... sexy.
But, there were far more important things to worry about. For instance, where the hell were her clothes?
As if he had read her mind, Sasuke answered her question. "They're in the living room," he said. 'I folded them up for you - made sure they looked presentable." He turned to leave, before stopping to say one last thing to her. "You can leave whenever you want," Sasuke told her. "I'd recommend heading home and getting and changing though... you don't want to be wearing the same clothes twice in a row, people might get ideas."
And with that, Sasuke left.
He didn't leave the apartment. Instead, he just settled down on his couch, laying his body out across the plush furniture. Sasuke decided to give the TV a try - he picked the remote up off of the coffee table, fiddling with the buttons for several moments before finally figuring out how to turn it on.
A small bit of movement got his attention several minutes later, and he turned his head.
He had to admit, it was fairly amusing to watch Samui stumble out of his room, limping as if she'd twisted her ankle. She'd used his bathroom to clean her thighs of his cum unfortunately, but it was still satisfying to watch as her ample breasts bounced with every step.
Sasuke pointed to her clothes, which were folded up neatly on the coffee table.
Samui, with ginger movements, pulled her clothes on. Her panties, her bra, her mesh shirt and finally the grey yukata she'd been wearing yesterday. She frowned as she stared at her cleavage - a hickey was plainly visible, and as a result she had to hike up her yukata slightly, to hide it. She showed off a little more leg, and if she bent over, one could probably see everything anyways, but it would have to do.
She left without another word, closing the door softly behind her.
Sasuke's smirk only grew. He directed his gaze to the TV, listening intently as the news anchor spoke on and on about some sort of robbery that had taken place in the downtown district of Kumo.
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There was something different about Samui.
Mabui was perceptive - one had to be if they wanted to make it Kumo.
From the way she carried herself, to the conservative (for Samui) clothes she wore, Mabui had the slim impression that someone had given the blonde the night of her life. The Raikage's assistant absentmindedly ran a hand through her grey hair, pulling out her hair tie and allowing it to fall down.
The question was... who?
Already she could eliminate several potential candidates. Omoi was certainly out - Samui saw him as a little brother, or a little pest more accurately. Bee-sama was practically asexual, she he was out. She briefly entertained the idea that the Raikage had finally claimed the busty blonde, but she threw that one out as well.
"Is Raikage-sama in?" Samui asked her, walking up to her desk, which was situated just outside of the Raikage's ornate office. It was rather slow this morning - the many benches that lined the walls of the lobby were empty, and only she and Samui were the only people in the room.
"He's in a meeting right now." Mabui replies, keeping her features blank. "Wait a couple of minutes, I'm sure he's almost done."
Samui nods. She drops onto one of the benches, crossing her legs and settling down to wait.
Mabui sneaks glances at her whilst she does her paperwork. She had walked in rather strangely as well - it looked normal to anybody who wasn't paying attention, but a second look had given the grey haired woman the impression that the blonde was hiding a twisted ankle, or something of the sort.
'Looks like little miss prude likes to play rough.' Mabui thought, with a subtle smirk on her beautiful features. She stamped a paper, sliding it into the 'done' pile and leaning back, basking in the sweet sensation of being finished with her work... for now at least.
She was just about to take a break, before the door to the Raikage's office opened, and out walked the infamous missing nin turned 'hero' Uchiha Sasuke stepped out.
Sasuke gave Mabui a brief glance, before switching his gaze to Samui. Blue eyes met purple and black, and when Samui blushed, Mabui knew in that very moment who had finally claimed one of Kumogakure's top kunoichi.
Samui hurriedly stood up, rushing past the Uchiha and into the office. The door closed behind her with a long 'bang', leaving Mabui and Sasuke in silence. Sasuke made for the door, before a loud cough interrupted him.
"Uchiha-san," Mabui said politely, smiling at him. "Could you come here?"
Sasuke frowned, but complied, closing the distance between them until he stood just in front of her desk. "What is it?" he said.
"How'd you do it?" Mabui asked, elbows on the table and her head nestled comfortably in her hands. Her green eyes were fixated on one thing - the Uchiha in front of her.
Sasuke blinked. "Do what?" he said.
"How did you get the 'Ice Princess' of Kumogakure to put out?" Mabui said. She smirked at the faint surprise on his features. "Samui never blushes. Never."
Sasuke's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "I didn't force her too, if that's what you were wondering." Sasuke said, all but confirming the Kumo jounin's suspicions.
Mabui's smirk only grows. "The way she acted around you? You must have given her quite the ride." she said. "A virgin like her though," and yes, she knew, it was obvious to anyone with a brain that the blonde hadn't been given a good fuck yet, "it probably wasn't very difficult to get her to O."
"A subtle jab if I've ever heard one." Sasuke commented.
"It wasn't subtle at all," Mabui replied. "An experienced woman like me? You wouldn't stand a chance."
Sasuke eyed her up and down. She wore a very revealing red top, showing off an undeniably sexy amount of cleavage. She wore a grey skirt that matched her eyes, topping it off with a grey jacket that fit her small frame rather comfortably.
"Is that a challenge?" Sasuke murmured.
'Now, it was her time to live."
"And if it is?" Mabui retorted.
Sasuke gave her a smug look. "I can prove you wrong - easy."
The Raikage's assistant couldn't help but take up the Uchiha's offer. Who knows? Maybe he was right, and if he managed to make her cum, that was all the better for her. If he was wrong? Well.. not many people got to say that they'd shamed Uchiha Sasuke.
"I'll make you a deal." Mabui says, glancing at a nearby clock. "If you can make me cum in... three minutes, I'll give you a blow job that you'll never forget."
"Deal."
"Alright," Mabui says. "Come on, we can just-"
Suddenly, she froze, as soft fingers slipped beneath her skirt, massaging the thin fabric of her blue panties.
'Where did he go?' she thought for a moment, before glancing beneath the desk. Green eyes locked with mismatched ones.
She opened her mouth to speak, but he quickly cut her off. "I put up a genjutsu. If anyone walks in, all they'll see you sitting there quietly, doing your work." he says, smirking up at her.
He pushed up her skirt, exposing her panties for the Uchiha to see. She was already slightly wet; this was going to be a cake walk.
Sasuke didn't take his time, quickly pulling down her panties to her ankles, and immediately lunging forward with his tongue.
Mabui shook silently, her eyes closed as she gripped the edge of her desk tightly. She refused to moan for him, or else he might as well have won already.
It was a noble fight for the dark skinned beauty, but the last of the Uchiha didn't hold back in the slightest. A coil of pleasure in her loins slowly built up, before releasing, Sasuke eagerly lapping up her juices as they spilled out of her snatch.
Mabui glanced at the clock. She'd given him three minutes... and it had only taken him two.
Sasuke crawled out from underneath the desk. "I think it's safe to say that I won." he said.
She sighs, reaching down and pulling her panties back up. Once her skirt was fixed once more, she looked back up at the Uchiha.
"Okay... a deal's a deal." she murmured reluctantly. "Is that genjutsu still up?"
Sasuke gives only a nod in response.
"Alright, come here then." Mabui said gruffly. Once he circled the desk, he decided to leave the rest of the work up to her.
With nimble fingers, she undid his belt, dragging his pants and boxers down to his ankles in one smooth motion.
'Kami,' she thought. Mabui wasn't a virgin by any means of the word, but the Uchiha was at least five or six inches bigger than any of the men she'd been with before. This was going to be more difficult than she'd imagined.
Still, she wasn't a fucking coward. Twelve inches or six inches, she was going to suck his dick and do it like a fucking woman. A bet's a bet after all.
She wrapped both of her hands around his member, pumping him softly. Her hands could hardly fit around the thing - even with both, she hardly covered his circumference. Who would have known that the last of the Uchihas would be packing so much? It probably made reviving his clan that much easier.
Mabui took him into her mouth, her tongue circling his head. His precum tasted pretty good; and knowing his reputation for arrogance, she was probably going to be tasting a lot more later. Ugh. This would teach her to make bets that she wasn't a hundred percent sure about winning.
"Come on," Sasuke said, looking down at her. "I know you can do better than that."
Gah! If he wasn't a guest in Kumo (and near god level in strength), she'd kick his ass right here and now. Instead, she jerked him harder, taking more of him into her mouth, intent on finishing this as quickly as possible.
Sasuke had to hand it to her - this was a damn fine blowjob. Not as good as Sakura's, but then again, Sakura had a lot more practice with his massive tool than Mabui did.
Ten minutes later, and Mabui was growing desperate. Sasuke had lasted a lot longer than she'd been expecting. She had taken him deeper, not into her throat but still, and her hands were working furiously at his base. She used her tongue... everything in her arsenal, and yet he still wouldn't cum.
It had to be done she supposed. With little more than a moment of hesitation, she slowly took him into her throat, tears pooling at the corner of her eyes as his massive object slowly made its way down her gullet.
Sasuke moaned lightly. Samui had come out and left several minutes before, but he knew it wasn't long before his genjutsu dissipated.
He sighed. It was fun while it lasted, he supposed. Her tight and warm throat almost sent him over the edge on its own, and as she took him even deeper, he knew he was a goner.
"Where do you want it?" Sasuke asked gruffly, pulling his cock out of her throat. Mabui doubled over, coughing furiously into her hand. His request had been mostly rhetorical - considering she was in such a public place, it wouldn't do for him to cum on her face or on her ample tits. That left...
"Just do it in my mouth." she mumbled. With obvious reluctance, she opened her mouth.
The image of one of Kumogakure's strongest and most beautiful kunoichi, already having sucked his cock and deepthroated him, and now on her knees in front of him, waiting for him to cum... it sent him way over the edge.
A grunt was her only warning, before shots of cum started spurting into her mouth.
It was thick. And hot. And it tasted pretty good actually, Mabui reluctantly admitted. She had to swallow quickly - lest she take a burst of cum straight to the face. Once. Twice. Three times, and eventually four times, until the shots started to slow. Finally, after a minute or two, the barrage stopped.
She normally didn't swallow down her lover's cum, but this time, she hadn't had a choice while he had been coming in her mouth - it was either swallow or cough it all up over her uniform by that point - and she still didn't really have a choice even after he was done. The trashcan was on the opposite side of the room - and besides that, she certainly didn't want someone to see at least half a cup of cum inside of the bin. The smell would most certainly tip them off and...
In the end she swallowed, gulping loudly.
"Thanks for that," Sasuke said smugly, pulling his pants back up and redoing his belt. Without another word, he left, drifting out of the lobby.
Mabui scowled, sliding back into her chair and folding her arms across her chest. Fucking arrogant Uchiha asshole...
She glanced at the clock once more. Technically, she was still on her lunch break - but, for some reason, she really wasn't that hungry anymore...
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Samui couldn't control herself, not anymore, not after last night.
Once again, for the second day in a row, she found herself standing in front of the Uchiha's apartment.
Knock. Knock.
Soft footsteps, and then the door was opened.
"Samui-?" Sasuke began, before she cut him off, throwing herself at him and pulling the Uchiha into a deep kiss. He tensed for a second, before deciding to go with the flow. He gripped her firm ass rather tightly, and she jumped up, wrapping her smooth legs around his waist.
He didn't waste anytime. Striding to the bedroom, he kicked the door open, tossing her onto the bed. Stripping off his clothes in record time, Samui doing the same, he paused for a moment.
Samui hadn't been wearing any underwear - and he could see that she was already wet and ready for him. Her eyes were wanting, her juices already leaking onto his bed. Perfect.
Gripping the base of his member, he jerked it a few times, making sure it was at full attention. Making sure he was lined up at the right hole (he'd messed up on that with Sakura a few times, until she'd grown to love it), he shoved himself in, not holding himself back.
The previous night, he'd fed all twelve inches into her at a slow pace. The feeling of it all being stuffed into her at once? Well.. let's just say, she had cum much, much faster than Mabui had earlier from his oral ministrations.
Samui threw her head back, throwing her arms around his chest and attempting to pull him in even deeper. "So good..." she mumbled, shivering with pleasure as he simply stilled. This was her second time after all - maybe he should hold off just a bit, if only enjoy the grip of her pussy as it rippled around his cock.
Once she had calmed down, he decided to go all out. No holding back, he wouldn't even think of it. She was his now, he was going to fucking this blonde beauty until she passed out.
He gripped both of her legs firmly, pushing them back until they were well past her head. Thrust after thrust gave her orgasm after orgasm, until eventually all of them began to blend together. He was deeper than ever before - if he didn't slow down now, she'd be ruined for any other man.
Like she cared. All she needed was him, and her life would be complete.
She could feel every ridge of his cock, every vein, every twitch as it pulsated inside of her. A long shower this morning, after she'd left his house, had finally managed to get the last dregs of cum out of her tight snatch - and already, he was set to cum deep inside of her again, marking her womb as his.
And, by the time he was finished, Samui was well and truly satisfied. He had cum inside of her - with her very enthusiastic permission - and now, she felt full. He laid next to her, his still hard cock having eventually gone down. She'd used one of his pillows to prop her feet up, making sure that none of his sweet cum would leak out.
She was barely holding onto the reality by that point, and so, she allowed herself to succumb to oblivion, her womb full of the last of the Uchiha's seed and a bright grin on the normally stoic blonde's face.
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Yes, Mabui was a little... underwhelming, if you were expecting her chapter to be anything like Sakura's and Samui's. But, don't worry, I have plans for her as I wrap up the short 'Diplomacy' arc. Next chapter: Karui! I got this chapter out as quickly as I could, although it is kind of short for my liking. The next chapter should be longer though, and hopefully it'll contain the best lemon yet.
Again, if you liked it, it'd be great for you to leave a review - suggestions are most definitely welcome.
Also; P.S. this arc is set before Sasuke departs the village on his trip of redemption. Don't worry, he'll get going soon, but I couldn't really see him going to Kumo on his own, and a 'diplomatic mission' was honestly the best way to get him there.
Thanks for reading!
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