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A political seduction
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[Mikoto and Fugaku’s house: 09:30 pm]

"Now, give me a minute, I'll go check on dinner" said Mikoto getting up from the table, going to the kitchen and leaving friend Kushina alone together with her fiancé Fugaku.

As if it was the battery of a radio, as soon as she left the conversation and fragile good atmosphere that existed just a moment ago fell into a tense silence.

The Uchihas woman noticed that and turned around for a moment to confirm that nothing had exploded yet.

As she expected, Kushina had a frown on her face as she looked at Fugaku. It wasn't like she was mentally sticking knives into him, but it was more than anyone would give to someone you expected to a bird shit over him.

Fugaku on the other hand, was not showing any kind of contempt or annoyance... although he wasn't friendly either. His expression seemed unperturbed. Dry and blank, but with a palpable seriousness and firmness. It was the kind of expression Mikoto qualified as: Professional. She usually saw him with that face when he was working on some police case or interrogating someone.

'Keep me steady Kushina' Mikoto mentally prayed for her friend before walking away and leaving them alone.

She wasn't quite sure how Fugaku's plan would turn out.

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"So tell me Uzumaki-san. how have you been lately?" Fugaku started to speak in a flat tone.

"I've been fine" but Kushina replies flatly.

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"Have you heard any news about the Riommen forests?" Those same forests had been the region where Kushina had been assigned when she was kidnapped and saved by the man in front of her.

"I know the Sandaime sent reinforcements to that region, but other than that I haven't heard anything from there" she replied with a shrug and speaking in a crude manner but a clear annoyance.

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"You know Uzumaki-san, when Mikoto told me you were coming for dinner, she also did me the favor of reminding me of the unkind way in which we met." Kushina raised her eyebrow. Not quite understanding why she was bringing that up."And I meant to say I'm sorry about that."

"...What?"

"That I'm sorry for what I said back then" Fugaku repeated t o the bewildered redhead "It was rather childish and rude. I didn't have to say that, so I wanted to apologize."

"Emh... yes, it certainly was" that apology on Fugaku's part caught Kushina so off guard that she felt like a rookie gennin who had just been ambushed. Barely managing to give a half-hearted response.

"I know" Fugaku nodded in acknowledgement to the Uzumaki's statement. Noticing how Kushina still looked puzzled, he continued speaking "but since we're talking about the past, I never congratulated you on your promotion to jouunin" he said mentioning the promotion that transpired 6 months ago. "It's a little late but congratulations" He said raising his sake cup to eye level and nodded in congratulation.

"emh. thank you?" replied Kushina, raising her own glass just a few inches above the table. Moving more out of the inertia of the situation rather than acceptance of those words.

"Very well, I hope you guys are hungry" Mikoto with a holla full of the ramen she had promised the Uzumaki that morning.

"huh?, oh yeah, you betcha!" Kushina replied cheerfully as she saw and smelled the food Mikoto brought.

With the appearance of the Uchiha woman cut the awkward atmosphere that previously haunted Kushina so much.

After serving the ramen on each plate and thanking for the food, Kushina with chopsticks in hand felt a glance upon her and saw that it was Mikoto's.

With her black eyes on her violet ones, she had a slight mischievous smile and a raised eyebrow. Mikoto didn't even have to say the words: Was it that bad? for Kushina to get the message.

As much as she wanted to say something the Uzumaki held back any response towards her friend and started tasting her dish.
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[Later: Kushina POV]

'That ramen was really good. I knew Mikoto was learning to cook, but I certainly underestimated her skills' I said to myself as the sound of running water and my humming filled my ears as I washed my hands.

The night had been surprisingly good.

Nothing unpleasant happened, the evening was warm and fun, the food was great.

Not even Fu-baka's presence and having to see that stoic face of his bothered me. Would you believe it?

"...." was actually not annoying or rude the whole night. I could even describe him as a decent host.... just a little bit.

And along with that, I also remembered the things Mikoto said to me earlier today in the coffee.

"So while you're at it you can talk to Fugaku and thank him for once for saving you. Maybe you'll even start getting along in the future."

The idea was silly.

This guy and I could never get along. Tonight Fu-baka may have behaved himself (maybe because Mikoto tamed him well), but I could still see in him the arrogant, overbearing, and jerck moscow he was at the academy.

But strangely, the look on Mikoto's face just before dinner flashed through my mind. And with that other things she also told me that morning.

"what I mean is that it's been years since then."

".... It's been years already, huh?...." I looked up and looked at myself in the mirror.

I certainly didn't look like the little girl I was back then. My former round face and childish features had matured and sharpened into that of a practically grown woman. My own way of being and how I reacted to things also no longer resembled the 14-year-old me I was.

Mikoto also looked and acted different from that time. She no longer looked cute in a tender or adorable sense, but rather a more sensual and seductive sense.

'...Did Fu-baka also change a bit?' He clearly did on a physical level. His more defined features and deeper voice left no trace to doubt. but could he really have stopped being an asshole?

With that thought in my mind I went over what I knew about him, realizing it wasn't much.

I didn't surprise myself.

I didn't like him and I tried to relate to him as little as possible. 'Maybe that's why his change seems so drastic to me' I had a small glimmer of enlightenment with that idea. Over the years, Mikoto, Tsume, Shikaku, Choza, Tsuande and generally close people had been changing so gradually for me that I overlooked it.

"We're both almost adults now, don't you think it's a good idea to try to solve the problems between you two as adults?"

Mikoto's other words came back to me, 'Maybe she's right about this' I couldn't explain it well, but it felt like something in the back of my mind was telling me that she was right and that I was acting immature by still holding a grudge for something that happened years ago. I could never imagine myself saying that, but for some strange reason that idea was lingering in my head and I was beginning to believe that she might be right, 'I mean, he just apologized and admitted his mistake, didn't he? ''

I turned off the tap water and dried my hands, heading back to the dining room along with Mikoto and Fugaku, still reflecting on my new perspective on all this.

The walk wasn't long, but the hallways were so quiet that it made them seem longer somehow. The only sound of my bare feet walking on the polished wooden floors. But as I made my way back to the room where we were holding the meeting I began to hear something else.

Mikoto was washing the dishes when I went to the bathroom. I could hear the water running but it was strange don’t hear the movement of the dishes. I didn't hear them talking or making a sound either, as if they had disappeared out of nowhere.

I faded my presence as much as I could as I approached the room. I silently but also intrigued eavesdropped on what was going on. My eyes must have widened like saucers and my jaw dropped open like the gates of Konoha when I encountered a scene I was not expecting.

With the sink behind her back and still wearing her kitchen apron, I saw Mikoto in the middle of a deep kiss with Fugaku. I think they had barely begun, for Mikoto's eyes were as surprised as mine must have been.

He was in front of her, hugging her around the waist and rubbing his body against her. The only thing separating the two of them were Miloto's hands on Fugaku's chest acting as a kind of barrier.

As me, Mikoto had long shared a low opinion of Fugaku. I knew that she considering him an idiot, arrogant, with an excessive ego and superiority complex that tended to demean and degrade others. I heard her many times say how she disliked her engagement to him, to the point of saying that she would rather marry one of the Inuzukas dogs than Fugaku.

That kind of thing is why I expected to see one of Miloko's hands turn into a fist and give that guy a black eye. Or how one of her legs would rise up to deliver a direct hit to his manhood.

In a way maybe I was still looking for something that would help me reaffirm my stance and opinion against him.

Instead what I had to see was a Mikoto who not only reciprocated that kiss, but I also saw her fists clenching and clinging to Fugaku's clothes while her face had a blush worthy of an embarrassed teenager from some movie.

'Wait...she likes it?' I thought incredulously at the acceptance she was showing towards him.

"Mmh~ mmh~" Mikoto opened her mouth and I started to listen as her voice quieted by that kiss. It being a less affectionate noise and turning into something more passionate and intense.

I was in a place where I could see that interaction in profile, and didn't need binoculars to notice how the two's tongues intertwined and tasted each other's flavor. 'They hardly look like they want to separate to breathe.'

"Mmmh~" it seemed unreal to me to see how Mikoto didn't make any kind of objection when Fugaku leaned forward, hovering over her. His hands wasted no time, trailing down her dress, past her lower back and settling shamelessly on her ass.

'You really let him touch you like this?’ Fugaku's hands were kneading and squeezing Mikoto's cheeks like putty. Massaging, kneading and playing with them in a rather naughty way.

I wondered how well I knew Mikoto when I saw her trailing her hands down his body to embrace him by his neck and back, pulling him closer to her with a clear desire. Despite the perverted way he was touching her, she pressed her body even closer to him and let him continue. I even thought that she was tempting him to continue.

I don't know how long that moment lasted, but when Fugaku's hands began to lift Mikoto's dress and brought her round, slightly flushed cheeks into view I realized I had to stop watching.

I walked back into the house a few meters before turning back. "Hey Mikoto!, that hand soap you use smells really good! Where do you get it?!" I said trying to sound as loud and less rude as possible. Making my footsteps echo and giving me the best possible notice.

When I entered the kitchen the two of them had separated. Mikoto was rubbing the sponge against the shiny surface of a plate, while next to her Fugaku was drying and putting away the clean.

"A-ah! that...I bought it at a new beauty products store in the northern part of the shopping district, I can show you where next time we go" Mikoto’s reaction was weird. She spoke quickly, with a subtle tremor in her voice and a palpable nervousness.

'oh?' I couldn't stop one of my eyebrows from rising and my mouth twisting into a mischievous smile when I heard her speak. She was turning her back to me and concentrating on the tare she was doing. 'I can't believe you're so embarrassed' it was clear she couldn't even look me in the eye. Surely if she did, I would see the proud Mikoto Uchiha's face completely red from almost being caught in such a compromising moment. And with none other than the very man she was complaining so much about earlier. 'hehe. Rest assured I will use this against you one day'

I focused my attention for a moment on Fugaku himself who was still drying the dishes.

I didn't know what to think of him anymore. This morning I had a very clear and firm idea of what kind of person he was. But now the truth was no longer so sure.

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[General POV]

"It was a very nice evening Kushina" Mikoto said at the entrance of her House.

"You're telling me. If I had known you cooked so well I would have come to your house for dinner much more often" the Uzumaki replied gesturally patting her stomach while nodding her head with a convinced expression.

"Well if you like it so much we wouldn't mind if you visited more often" the suggestion came from Fugaku standing next to his fiancée.

"Eh? Emh..." kushina seemed to hesitate about the answer. She was still a bit conflicted internally about seeing Fugaku as anything more than a jerk "Thank you, but I wouldn't want to disturb you."

"Don't worry" said the Uchiha woman denying the redhead's worries "it's no bother at all."

"... Well, if you say so. It's about time for me to leave. See you later" Kushina turned around to walk back to her home. But before she took a fourth step she stopped in her tracks. "By the way, Fugaku..."

The Uchihas couple eyed her curiously. Suddenly the Uzumaki looked uncomfortable or perhaps nervous. Opening and closing her palms multiple times.

"This.... emh... well..." Kushina's words hesitated and faltered. It was as if every idea of how to say what she wanted was discarded a la mit and replaced with others that wasn't completed either. Kushina turned around, her body facing the Uchiha couple but her gaze was averted to the ground so as not to make eye contact. "About what happened in a few days ago at the border..." she clearly looked uncomfortable, trying to delay whatever it was she was wanting to say "well, you know... thanks for... saving my ass that one time"

"You're welcome" he merely shrugged and accepted the thanks.

"... Yeah well. See ya" saying what she wanted, Kushina finally left, taking a big leap before skipping out of sight as she jumped from rooftop to rooftop in the darkness of the night.

The Uchiha couple went back inside their house. Not sharing words with each other for a full minute, until Mikoto broke the silence "I still can't believe she thanked you for that. And more so that you apologized so sincerely" sarcasm overflowed in those last words.

"Well, if in order to get me to approach Kushina I need to give her a little apology for something that happened years ago and show a little humility, then I'll do it" he shrugged dismissing his own words he said to the redhead "after all, the chance to spank Kushina's ass is worth it" his lips twisted into a haughty and vindictive smile as he imagined himself spanking Kushina's round butt until it was bright red.

Like Kushina said, he certainly saved her ass, but he saved it to keep it for himself.

"Mph" Mikoto huffed in annoyance. hearing her fiancé talk about her friend's butt didn't amuse her much, even though she was cooperating in that seducing business herself. "And that's why you had to let her catch us doing: that" Mikoto's face boiled badly from embarrassment as Kushina watched her enjoy Fugaku sticking his tongue down her throat and touching her butt in such a possessive way "Don't you know how embarrassing it was?"

"Maybe, but didn't you find it exciting? We've never had an audience before. And you were much more active and daring than you normally are?"

"Tsk, think what you want. I'm going to sleep" she said picking up her pace and walking ahead of him.

"Goodnight" Fugaku didn't react much to Mikokoto's attitude, he was too pleased with how well things went to make any smart remarks.

But that didn't stop him from lowering his eyes to his fiancée's rear end.

Her ass danced as she walked in annoyance. Her wide hips and round cheeks were accentuated by her almost body-hugging dress.

Fugaku wasn't lying when he said that he was eager to have Uzumaki flesh on his hands, but his beloved fiancée was no slouch. He knew firsthand how good the black-haired woman's ass looked naked. How smooth, soft and firm it looked to the touch. how well those cheeks jiggled for him and how cute moans she couldn't help but let out when he spanked her.

'I wonder which one of them will have the better ass?' he thought curiously and excitedly. Finding a new and wicked reason to make Kushina Uzumaki his.

[End of chapter 3]
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A political seduction	By : 0_fLeX-.1 Category: Naruto > General Views: 21012 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A political seduction