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The Red Spiral	By : YamiWriter Category: Naruto > General Views: 47331 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Boys, girls, and all the other folks on the gender spectrum, we have reached halfway to this absolute disaster of a hateful, sinful, disgusting debauchery of a story that is this fanfic. Can't help but notice how people are so put off by this fic. That's kinda the point. I'm never EVER going to justify what the main character here does. Everything he does is wrong, conceited, hateful, coerced, malevolent and downright unnecessary at times. That's what I envision Yami Naruto to be. The antithesis to Naruto's otherwise good morally compassed personality. There is no bond he won't break, no person he won't kill, no line he will not cross to make himself feel good at the end of the day. In his mind, he's the good guy. The ends justify his means. No matter what they are. If people don't listen to what he says, he'll make them do what he wants one way or the other. Oh shit, I went somewhere with that. Well, fuck that and everything else. Time to get this show on the road.
The little sparrow settled on his shoulder as he furiously stroked the brushes against the canvas. Several palettes of colors exploded across the endless white of it all. Violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange, red. Ripping through the emptiness and filling it with his creations. Finally, it stopped. It was over. His work was done. All the pieces were in place. He would enjoy the fruit of his labors and smile down as the sun would shine on the world.
"Oh yeah, that's the good stuff," he muttered in wholesome satisfaction. "Isn't that right, birdie?" The sparrow certainly seemed to agree through its chirps and he brought his palm towards the little thing, chakra condensed and pulled the moisture from the air as the small, tiny little creature so delightfully enjoyed the water. He patted him on the head before it went flying off and Naruto walked into his little home. Two storied, barely any decorative furniture, just the bare essentials. The upside to all this? A nice secluded section in the village near a waterfall and no one to disturb his peace.
Well, not anyone he wanted would come here at least.
Fighting with limiters set on him was fun…for about four months. It really was. Killing a bunch of wannabe shinobi looking to become heroes? Even more fun, but the little things in life made it even better. Between the Spiral Palace and the Civil War, he thought he lost his touch for adventure and tranquil. So, he decided to make a clone, drop it in the war and spend some time here in this village where only one person knew who he really was, and he enjoyed it. That was five months ago. The leader of this village made it clear he was a dear friend, a trusted comrade and a man who liked peace more than anything else. It was true. Well, except one small detail.
It felt good being out and while there was something to else he wanted from here, he wanted to enjoy a little bit of normal life too. It couldn't be all about making meticulously detailed plans for years, hunting down the biggest threats, annoyances to be more precise, to his power and then capping it all off with a victory so poetic that someone would need an iambic pentameter to measure how beautiful it was. THAT moment would come later.
For now, he'd let the good times roll.
Placing his latest work on the wall, Naruto Uzumaki looked at it with a twinge of pride. It would no doubt be his best work. Before he could shamelessly, mentally masturbate to the masterpiece that was his painting, his sense picked up the person approaching. Large chakra volume, lively spirit, and the faint flapping of wings in the distance. The latter stopped and loud footfalls followed as the door to his house was slid open, and in she walked with a smile so bright it made the sun shy. He could feel the raw happiness of her emotions.
Mint-green haired, orange-eyed, tanned and fit, she jumped right at him with a hug that would've broken most people's ribs from the pressure. He was not most people. Returning the hug, he saw how the girl looked up at him, grinning before capturing his lips in a kiss. Of course, he wasn't going to complain. His tongue soon overpowered hers and his frame, quite larger than hers, overpower her as his hands rubbed her slender exposed midriff, going up under the layers of sleeveless shirt and fishnet armor to grab her breasts. B-cups breasts may have been small, but Naruto Uzumaki never discriminated. No breast large or small would ever miss out on his deep appreciation for them as he fondled, cupped, squeeze and then pinching her nipples, making the girl moan out.
"Naru~" she said, biting her lips and looking up at the ceiling with a glaze in her eyes, "mmmhmmm~ at least let me sit down."
"No." Naruto shut her protests with another kiss and she gave in too. Her own hands dropped the red cylinder thingy she always carried on her back, legs kicked on either side as the sandals flew. Naruto took off the headband on her arm and quickly, with grace had taken off her tank-top and shorts. Fishnet too. The first time she was naked before him, she was shy and insecure. Almost crying about how most of them thought she was a boy, ashamed of her image. He didn't see that and told her as such. He saw a pretty young woman, with a body so fit and tight it made his dick lash out. Needless to say sex that night was good. So good. Sex with her was so good all the time.
It'd taken months of friendship evolving into a bond of camaraderie, and then eventually her developing a crush on him. Asking to paint her was a smooth move on his part and the happy go lucky girl was more than happy to oblige. Oh and she had the Seven Tails. Lucky him.
"Aren't you gonna take yours off?" She pouted, her hands on her hips as she angrily glared up at him. He patted her on the head and she pouted more. She flashed a grin and took off his pants, only to get slapped by his dick. She blushed, rubbing her cheek. "Things would be far more easier if it was a bit smaller."
"Be honest, Fu," he said taking off his shirt as she almost drooled at his muscles, rubbing it off. "You think you would've enjoyed it as much?"
"Hmm. I'll let you know, but first," Fu walked on all fours, her face against his shaft, "let's get this taken care of first." She kissed his dick. Kissed it again. A lick, one more and soon her tongue was circling around the mushroom head, lathering it up before her mouth slowly took the tip in. Squatting the girl was pushing him, making walk back to a chair as she kept sucking him, taking in more with each step. It wasn't until when she was halfway down his length that she began to cough.
"Well, at least you got halfway through this time," Naruto teased her and Fu with his dick in her mouth narrowed her eyes. She flared her nostrils, drawing in a lot of air and pushed herself down. She took in all of it. Her head moved up and down, her tongue almost glued to the underside of his cock, and her throat so tight. Log, she was so tight everywhere. It was like every time the girl somehow reset her virginity. Gagging and retching at last, Fu finally released his rock-hard member out of her mouth as her saliva covered his entire dick and deposited on his sack.
"How…did…you like that?" She said with a lewd smile on her face. Her eyes weren't looking at him. Just his cock. Naruto felt so objectified in that moment.
"My eyes are up here."
"Oh, don't worry, boyfriend, I love all of you." she said so…trustingly.
He felt a little bad for what would inevitably happen, but for now he'd let the girl have her happiness. She deserved that much.
Displaying her acrobatic skills, Fu jumped and her feet landed just on the edges of the seat, as she sank into his lap. His hardened member twitched as she rubbed her juicy, tight ass against it, trapping it in between her firm, doughy cheeks. Her snatch was already wet and he rubbed her labia, making her moan. His other hand grasping her face as she suckled on his thumb, rolling her hips more sensually to the way he touched her pussy. Finger covered in her cunny juice, Naruto made her lick it off his finger before she gave him a kiss, raising her hips and hovering over his member.
The bulbous head caressed her sensitive vulva and Fu started inching herself down on it until she could feel it inside. The shallow part of her cunt making squirm pleasurably on contact. Fu nodded, her smile bordering between cute and thirsty, she placed her hands on his broad, muscled chest before slumping herself down all the way on Naruto's cock filling her up all in one go.
Every time.
Oh this girl's hunger for him was insatiable. She squealed out in pain, in pleasure, in joy as she held herself there getting adjusted to his manhood, Naruto gave her a moment and let her adjust.
As always.
He then grabbed Fu and pulled her down for a surprise loving kiss relaxing her. Fu kissed back with all her energy and roamed her hands around his back until they gripped his shoulders, her hips started gyrating soon after. Slowly, passionately, deeply.
Afterwards, Fu began crying out in joy and started rocking her hips faster, back and forth, back and forth on his meat making him groan loudly after having his cock became constricted by her moist spongy insides as she wriggled it around. His breath was heavy and speedy in pace because of it, namely her profound tightness. Fu fit him like a glove, it felt just right or rather, it felt like perfection. Maybe it was a Jinchūriki thing.
He felt his member's head breach past her cervix earlier and poke into her womb against its walls, this sensation combined with her movement had him on edge, in a good way. Fu knew this by looking at his face and smiled wide like a cat, she was rather pleased with herself and over the hill with happiness.
Why should he have all the fun? If getting into the intimate carnal act with her boyfriend made her body rock and sway even harder along his hips, he was gonna let her have that confirmation every single time because he fucking loved fucking her brains out.
Each time she ground her hips forward she let out a pant and a sharp guttural moan gradually she was becoming faster than before. Soon enough, Fu started bouncing her hips rampantly like a horny animal on his meat. They were both harboring beasts and it was only fair they inherit some primal instinct.
"Oohhh yes, Naruto! Haaahh~" Fu howled clamping her hands hard down on his chest as her expression gradually changed to a more blissful one featuring having her eyes closed and her teeth softly biting down on her lower set of lips. She was in sheer bliss and eagerly awaited having him blast her insides with his spunk.
"Mmmnnn! Hhoooaa…! Naruto~ I love you so much~" Fu moaned and hollered writhing about slowly with her hands behind her head. She slowed her bouncing down a bit and locked eyes with him. Orange met red, they said nothing, but both their hands reached out, grabbing each other's. Naruto pulled Fu close to smother her lips making out desperately with tongues pushing against one another in a delightful saliva exchange. This continued on for minutes more until Naruto felt he was getting closer to blast it out.
Not immediately, but the buildup itself had a charm.
Naruto could've gone on far longer if he wanted it, but by Log she was so tight and she earned it. Fu's twat managed to hit all the right all the right spots in his system, add her intense tightness to the mix and he was just waiting. Waiting to let it out.
He grabbed one of her B-cupped breasts and started suckling away, like a demon possessed, making Fu howl breathy screams of pleasure. Her back arched and she rocked even faster on his meat while Naruto slurped on her tit, fondling her other breast with his hand. A bit more was all it took for Fu to start slamming herself down on his meat immersing her being into the realm of climax.
He had stifle a groan when he suddenly felt her vaginal muscles squeeze down in wild convulsions followed by her loud scream of ecstasy. Naruto was writhing about underneath her and plunged his dick upward into her deepest spot in appreciation.
Fu's pussy gushed juices about and squeezed down hard on his member determined to get that spunk of his inside her, and man oh man did she try to milk him. Naruto's penis throbbed and twitched repeatedly getting closer and closer to the edge. Just feeling those mere sensations made her came all over again. Her pussy's convulsions intensified with its muscles squeezing down even harder on him, hell bent on scooping out his seed out of his pulsating member and into herself.
And she did this every single time! Sex with Jinchūriki were crazy and he loved it. How he wished there were more female Jinchūriki. OH THAT GIVES ME SO MANY IDEAS!
With an almost demonic growl, he pulled out of her making the girl shiver, feeling his entire length exit her. She fell as he let her go and moaned at the absence of his member, spreading her legs and wanting more. He did too. Flipping her over, he grabbed her hips and squeezed her tight, jiggly buttocks, spanking it, earning a purr from the younger girl, he continued squeezing and fondling her ass while aiming the tip of his member into her pussy. Fu looked back with an eager smile on her face right before Naruto slid himself all the way into her cunt.
Her face banged against the hardwood floor as she screamed at feeling him inside her again. Wings sprouted out of her back, beautiful and vibrant as they fluttered to keep her above the ground, her hands far too busy squeezing her breasts and rubbing her clit.
"Hhooh yes! Yes! Haaaah!" She howled feeling her body shiver delight when feeling the filling sensation of his cock drive all the way into her core. Naruto himself moaned deeply he began pumping his hips against her juicy rear resulting in a loud series of slaps against flesh. She panted and moaned, whipping her head back and placing her hands on her head as her eyes rolled, tongue lulled out and she became lost in the moment, thrashing about in natural resonance.
Her body rocked back and forth, sweaty and moist, quivering and heating up. bit his lower lip relishing the suctioning tight feel of her snatch constricting his length. He squeezed her buttocks and decided to bring her home by moving his left hand over to her soft puckered hole of an anus. His middle finger outstretched, Naruto wriggled into Fu's ass resulting in a sharp increase of stimulation that pushed her to cream out in twisted bliss.
"OH FUCK!"
She howled feeling her body now wracked with an incredible orgasm following up with her cunt squeezing in and out wildly on Naruto's dick. This was what he wanted as Naruto gripped his fellow Jinchuriki's hips making sure she was as close as possible, and let loose one thick payload after another of good old Uzumaki semen deep into her spasming pussy. Fu tilted her head and arched her back feeling her body quake and shudder right as pumped her full of his thick, virile sperm.
She fell forward, eyes white, tongue hanging out and quivering, legs spread apart as globs of his cum poured out of her pussy. Naruto sat down and chuckled at her state as she kept moaning, muttering gibberish and cumming again. Good lord he wanted to take her again, but business beckoned first. Scooping the girl into his arms, he took her to bed and let her rest. Jinchūriki or not, his dick was, well, a massive dick.
If he were on the receiving end of it, he'd be having a hard time too because…he did do it. The worst part: he liked fucking his female clone. The feeling after the clone popped away was…weird.
Slapping his cheeks to forget that experience, the Uzumaki freshened up and headed downstairs. With a wave of his hand, water fell out from thin air covering the jizz covered area and waved his index finger around in a wave, the water swirled with his seed turning into a white-ish solution. The liquid rose above the floor and hung in the air, with another wave it navigated its way up the stairways and no doubt hit his target: her ass.
"I don't know if you're watching, Sage," Naruto yawned as he felt an itch behind the lobe of his ear as he touched it, "but that's the way chakra should've been used. You stupid fuck." Closing his eyes and reopening it, he was no longer standing in the house anymore. Gone was the tranquil of the Hidden Waterfall, before him was a misty area and he found his own clone sitting against the base of a tree, dressed as mercenary extraordinaire Akagami Arashi.
"Colonel, this is Snake. Can you hear me?"
"I told you not to call yourself Snake, and not to call me Colonel. It feels wrong. I feel like I can be sued."
"Who'd sue you?"
"I don't know. A bunch of greedy men looking to sacrifice the best of things for any bit of cash they can get their hands on." Naruto noticed the Arashi saluted him. "Why'd you call?"
"We'll be heading to Yagura's crib today."
"Headquarters."
"Yeah, that," Naruto wanted to kick his clone in the face. He couldn't. The Astral Seal could only let the users see and hear each other. He'd kick his clone after getting there.
"Everything going as planned?"
"Yes," this time Akagami sounded more serious. "Ao died fighting. Chojuro that timid fucker was strong enough to live through an assault, so I stepped on his throat. Twice."
"And Mei?"
"She'll be ready for you." Oh, he liked the sound of that. "Her forces have dwindled, but Yagura has suffered more losses than us. So we're going with the old bait and switch?"
"Of course. That Obito is a crafty bastard, I don't want him doing anything rash. And if things go exactly as planned he'll let anger take him. We just need to annoy him to the point he doesn't show up himself. Besides," Naruto's spreading grin threatened to rip his face. "I got a nice little surprise for him. Konan's doing well with the intel and keeping her friend in line. She didn't like the idea of touching Nagato to make him listen more, but that just makes her horny for me." It was something he'd planned before. Nagato was a closet pervert, jacking off who knows how many times. One day he ordered Konan to help him relieve himself. It wasn't sex, but it was just enough to make the 'God' do what he wanted. Plus she'd be genuinely frustrated and pop in for a hate fueled fuck.
"You're so cruel, boss. Turning Pain into a simp was a stroke of genius."
"Mmhhmm, yes, praise me more~" Naruto coughed into his hands. He didn't want an Appreciation Boner now. "Standby for the switch."
"Yes, Colonel." Another salute, one with a tear trickling down Arashi's cheek.
"Fucking clones," Naruto sighed as he returned to the house once more and decided to get lunch ready. After all one should never commit mass genocide on an empty stomach. With the help of clones, jutsu and little bit of labor, lunch was ready. A hearty and comforting noodle soup with chicken, fish cake, and udon noodles simmered in a miso flavored dashi broth. He took the fragrance in and felt his mouth water.
"Mmmmh, smells, good." He'd heard her sneakily coming down, tiptoeing to surprised him and appreciated the effort. Her slender tanned arms wrapped around his neck as she jumped on his back, her cheek against his own. "Naru, you're the best boyfriend ever."
"Damn right. Now chop chop." She got off and she was wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts, which covered her 'till the knees. "Shall we?" Honestly, he liked the girl. A lot. In fact, if he hadn't spent all those years alone, learning the truth, seeing the great hypocrisy and the web of lies that entangled everything, he would've just settled for this. For her. And a bunch of other girls. That would keep him sated. Their affection and love. Way too late for that. Love was something he craved so much. Always watching husbands and wives, fathers and sons, mothers and daughters.
He'd imagined it was something so unconditional and real that he'd do anything for it. That the person who loved him back would be just the same. Someone who'd make him feel so strongly that his heart would stop beating, where he'd leave everything he had, run away with that person, get a family to love with all his heart and settle down…happily. It wasn't for him. Not anymore.
Love of that kind didn't exist because…it never did. Love was just something some guy made up to sell condoms, and he didn't even use them.
"Have you thought about what I said?" Naruto asked her as he finished putting the last of the dishes in place. Fu was looking down, twiddling her fingers and sighing over and over.
"Yes," Fu paused before letting out one big sigh. Her eyes were determined. "I'll go." Naruto cupped her face and gave a kiss so pure he was sure she melted.
"Great," Naruto then pointed out at the window, to the skies, "you'll be free."
"That's right! Lucky Seven Fu will do whatever she wants."
"Wow. Really?"
"Hehehe," she scratched the back of her head. "I mean, Lucky Seven Fu and her boyfriend will do whatever they want."
Naruto smiled. "Met-chan, get out here." The ever trustful Metsu crawled out of the grass outside and entered the home.
"Lord Naruto," it bowed to him, then greeted the Jinchūriki. "Lady Fu."
"Met-chan," Fu shook the Metsu with vigor. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?"
"I cannot call you anything else, Lady Fu."
"Fu."
"Lady Fu."
"FU!"
"…Lady Fu, you are most loud." She smacked her forehead in defeat.
"I've been trying for years, Fu," Naruto admitted a rare truth to her. "It's not gonna happen. The world will tear itself asunder before he does that."
"That's pretty grim, Naru."
"It is what it is. Now give him your hand," Fu nodded and let out her hand. Metsu, still bowing, clasped hers with both of his own as she cringed a bit as her chakra was absorbed by him. Metsu stood, twisting as bone cracking noises filled the air and his form kept morphing until an identical Fu stood before the original. Fu looked at Met-chan with keen eyes, everywhere and then began touching the Metsu everywhere.
"Lady Fu, I assure you I copied everything perfectly."
"I know! It's so weird!" Fu rubbed her chin. "I still can't believe you actually convinced Shibuki to let us go."
"He's an old friend." He was. "Besides, he wants you to be happy more than anything else." Down to his last breath.
"True." She nodded sagely.
"Well, go upstairs and get ready. We're heading out today."
"Now?"
"Now."
"Very sudden, Naru. Very sudden. Even for you."
"Well, I figured I'd take you home."
"Oh you will," Fu said with the naughtiest voice she had before skipping her way upstairs. Met-chan stepped forward, its eyes were observing the painting he did today.
"Father," it pointed, "is that-"
"Yes," Naruto looked at the painting, "a taste of things to come."
"And those heads, they are the Heretics, are they not?"
"Perceptive, aren't you?"
"Only the Heretics have this skin tone and hair color. They're all the same."
"They are, aren't they?" Nine pale severed heads on nine different pillars and in the middle, a great tree enshrined in fog, breaking out from the earth to the sky as a lonely man stood at the top.
Rage.
Unfiltered rage ran through his veins. His eyes were darting to pop out of his eyes as he let it all go. Things went from salvageable to uncontrollable in such a short amount of time. His worst impulses acted up and the Uchiha had half a mind to go into the battlefield itself. He couldn't. Events were chained up far too much now and there were problems on the battlefield. Namely three large problems.
He knew Mei Terumi was a problem, of that he didn't have a doubt. Ever since the purges began, she'd been one of the top three names on the list and little Yagura had diligently done everything short of going after the woman himself. Letting Yagura out was too much of a risk. Kiri were adept at transferring the Sanbi to different hosts quite well. Apparently, they had setup the Three Tails inside a foreign host with the intention of letting the Beast go wild in a certain village. The papers and all trails were erased, but the knowledge was alive in the minds of those who knew. All of those men were the rebels now and he, through Yagura, had brought the blades down on their necks.
Mei Terumi would soon follow. It was his plan. Her most trusted loyalists were dead, her troops had waned and all was going according to plan. Maybe even recruit her into the Akatsuki.
Then the host of the Six Tails appeared. Reinvigorated and stronger than ever, not even needing to use his Tailed Beast's power to go against the forces. Utakata's presence gave Mei a piece on the board he didn't have something to match with, barring Yagura himself. He wished his problems ended there.
A mystery man appeared with them for the last seven or eight months. A ninja, strong and capable, skilled with a sword and the only other thing known about him was his name: Akagami Arashi.
And the way the man moved on the battlefield, he was worthy of the name. He had blinded Yagura in one eye through his sword working in tandem with Mei Terumi and the Six Tails Jinchūriki. All around them was a chaos. Blood and steel filled the streets of Kirigakure, more and more corpses dropping like flies with each passing moment. A stalemate was one way to describe it, an annoying one.
He let Yagura slip into state of the berserker host. Red coat of chakra, white eyes, a phantom Tailed Beast on the cusp of becoming the beast itself. And yet even now, it was not enough. Mei Terumi was a Kage in all but rank with multiple Kekkei Genkai, Utakata was a shinobi skilled with his distracting and murderous bubbles, and Akagami Arashi with his thrice damned sword that was somehow managing to cut through the volatile coat of chakra, making the beastly man wince in pain.
Rage.
It wasn't just his own rage. The bloodlust of Yagura had always been there and getting so humiliated must've sparked something within the man sleeping under the spell. A killer instinct mixed with the chakra of a Tailed Beast.
It exploded.
Gone was the berserker, now stood the Beast. A titan walking the earth. An impenetrable hide that could take the harshest of jutsu and stirring enough chakra to level a village, currently the one it was in. Kirigakure was already a mess when the surprise invasion began, now it was a mess beyond compare. He controlled the Beast, making it swipe out large numbers of troops, injuring Mei Terumi with a blow that made the woman lose consciousness and Akagami Arashi had to halt his attacks to keep the woman alive.
They were his now.
He'd put an end to this charade that'd been going on long enough. Like predator to prey, he stalked them as the Beast, moving with unreal speed, his vessel crashing and burning through everything it touched. War had its price, collateral losses were inevitable. And Obito Uchiha could not give one shit about the Village Hidden in the Mist. No. Not when they'd started it all. When they were chasing down Rin, when they were chasing a helpless girl, chasing her to her death. It was only fitting Kiri paid the debt they owed him. Owed her.
Despite being countries away, Obito relished the moment.
Akagami Arashi with his mask reminded him too much of another man, a man whose hands were so bloodied with the one he loved he could never forgive. Mei Terumi was there too, unconscious and running on fumes. The Three Tails opened its mouth, it's guttural roar sang their end, and deadly, insidious chakra with the deepest hate he could muster coalesced in front of its face. The orb grew.
More.
Larger.
More.
It was the most chakra Obito had to exert today, but it would be worth it. The air in the entire village twisted as the sphere fired away, destroying everything coming in close contact with it, and point blank rushed at Arashi and Terumi. Their backs against the wall and in front of them a construct of chakra malicious enough to leave not even their ashes.
The earth shook at the power displayed, the winds thrashed the bodies in the air from the ground. The infrastructure for miles shattered, trembled and broke down from the fallout of the blast. Kirigakure was in shambles and a giant crater before his vision. It was over. He had won. Now was the time to bring the Three Tails into the fray and capture the Six Tails. Looking for Utakata, Obito could not find any trace of him.
He was there a moment ago on the battlefield.
No, Obito concluded. A blast like that couldn't kill the Jinchūriki. Based on the last report he'd gotten from Zetsu, Utakata was a shinobi who was most likely well-versed in his powers, if somewhat aimless. The man didn't like using the powers of the Beast, and from what he'd seen in the war, perhaps the Jinchūriki despised the Bijū for taking away his shot at a normal life. And then, Obito felt pain.
Scathing, singeing, shearing pain from behind. It was burning away at the mighty shell. Turning as quick as he could, Obito found the perpetrator and his first instinct was to look for a genjutsu. It was no illusion.
It was certainly the same type of chakra he'd seen Yagura generate when the madness took over, but this…this was different. Sprawled on all fours, it was roughly the size of a tall human, it's skin completely red and black. Six tail like tendrils emerged from its body; two out of the shoulders, two out of the tailbone, two from the side of its legs. There were razor sharps claws and nails on its limbs, white bony lines over its face. The eyes were red, surrounded by white and instead of having a faint outline of blank, white lips, Obito could see it…smiling.
This is new, he observed as red hue began to radiate off of its body. This was definitely Utakata, he knew that much, but the form was something he'd never seen before. It seemed too stable for a berserker, and at the same time the menacing smile grew darker with each step it was taking towards the vessel. Perhaps this was an incomplete transformation. Somewhere between the mad Jinchūriki driven by rage and the complete beast form Yagura was in.
Either way, Obito prepared to fire off a chakra bomb once. He's strong enough to survive this. Six beat three on paper, but a good enough fight to tire him out, a quick teleport and a genjutsu was better.
The orb fired off and hit the target dead on and…it stopped. The massive ball of pure chakra was halted as drag lines across the ground were seen. Utakata in this form was holding back the attack, and he was standing on two feet. It lifted the giant sphere with its clawed hands and Obito saw the eyes glinting white. Quicker than he could react, the half-man, half-beast Jinchūriki darted off at a breakneck speed he'd have trouble with even with his Sharingan and the giant attack he had created was glaring back at him—in the face.
Obito clutched his eyes. The beast's eyes were his eyes and the flash that came from it was bright enough to blind a man. His eyes burned and he slowly adjusted them to the room he was in. Using the connection once more, he tried to see what Yagura was seeing. Nothing but red. Red everywhere. The beast had been hit directly in the face. The Jinchūriki was blind and through the connection, Obito could still feel and hear.
He felt Utakata in his feral state lash the Sanbi with its six tail-like limbs in the face, peeling off skin, and breaking the teeth with berserk fueled blows. It held open the jaws, and hit the palate. The six tails cut into the gums of the Sanbi, digging deep as the wild Jinchūriki pulled back and shot itself like a slingshot, down into the throat of the Three Tails, its vicious claws cutting through flesh as it traveled deep into the belly of the beast. Throughout it all, the familiar sound of chakra being gathered with cruel intentions and in large volumes echoed.
"Damn you, Utakata!" Obito yelled as he activated Kamui. Going through the hollow space of the emptiness of his visual prowess, his domain where he was the ruler, the Uchiha exited through the other gate and immediately felt being blown back by the terrible winds striking his body with great force.
An explosion of chakra, far too large, far too powerful erupted, much more horrible than the one he had unleashed and once more, he saw red. A massive giant dome of dark red chakra exploded. Far larger than the one he constructed, it expanded like wildfire and began to devour the whole village, the pace wasn't slowing down.
Obito had to activate Kamui once more, the invincibility of his jutsu made the wanton wave of pure destructive energy pass right through him. He wasn't quick enough. The jutsu had gotten to him, taking an arm and a portion of the mask along with bits of his face's left side.
It wasn't ending.
Wave after wave of explosions came in series and the time for his transparency was running out. Risking it, Obito rushed to center of the chaos.
He couldn't feel his connection to Yagura anymore. He refused to believe things had gone from bad to worse this quickly. Arriving from where he assumed the explosion originated, he found himself looking at a lost hope.
The transformed Sanbi was gone. No trace of it and falling through the fluid of anarchy was Utakata with his savage, accursed form. It's limbs were gone, the tails were fading and the ground beneath crumbled as molten earth shot out like geysers engulfing the Six Tailed Jinchūriki.
He closed his left eye, disappearing from the world for a second before appearing well outside the village. Lava was erupting out from the depths of what was once Kirigakure. Hell, fire and brimstone remained instead of the Bloody Mist it was known for. Obito, missing an eye, looked at the village ruining itself, burning down to the ground and screamed.
First Zetsu disappeared. Then the Kyūbi Jinchūriki died. And now this. Two more Tailed Beasts gone from the world.
He disappeared into the world of Kamui, screaming like a demon possessed.
It'd been seven days since she woke up. Six days since she found out she was still alive, in bed. Six days since the mercenary Akagami Arashi informed her of what happened. Her ears didn't believe it. The man was lying.
If he lied, why patch her up?
Why look after her?
Why care?
She didn't trust him fully at first, even after months passed. It wasn't until he'd tried his best to save Ao that she began to trust him, and the genuine anger he displayed at his failure to save Chojuro.
After that he didn't let her out of his sight, never let her once be too far away, like a guardian angel he kept his watch on her. Always watching. Protective, with a sharp tongue. Cheering her up when she was down. The man was keen and perceptive. Loyal for a mercenary, but not a liar.
Why lie now?
So she went. She knew the roads, the traps, the mist. It wasn't until she'd seen the truth with her own eyes five days ago that she let loose. Denial, anger, bargaining, grief, acceptance. Five days ago she accepted that all she'd dreamed of doing, all she'd kept doing, all she fought for was gone with the wind. Her home nothing but ashes here and there. A giant graveyard, fit for her broken dreams and all the lives that'd been lost.
Mei Terumi never felt this pathetic before. All those who'd followed her, put their faith and lives in her hands, dead. Her village, the one she sought to bring peace and unity back to, in ruins. Her only ally a mercenary, on the verge of leaving once she healed. The last person she trusted. The last person who cared. Finally, finally, she broke down four days ago. She craved peace for her mind. She wanted someone to comfort her with words. She needed someone to be with her.
He was there. He'd always been there for the last nine months. Never asking for more than he asked for. Never turning his back. Performing his duty, going out of his way to keep her safe, garnering injuries and keeping her alive.
Three days ago, she took off his mask. Three days ago, she let down her walls. Three days ago, she found what she was looking for.
"Yes! That's it, Arashi!" She let out with an ecstatic look on her face that involved her tongue lolled out.
He gripped her buttocks in his strong, calloused hands, digging into the plump perfectly ample butt and guided his cock further through her clean, puckered anal hole. Mei gently bit her lower lip in excitement and joy, that expression intensified when she felt his cock plop on in further inside her anus, making her clutch the sheets underneath her. Arashi grunted and hilted the rest of his length into her ass causing the former rebel to shriek out loud in bliss.
"UUUUUGH FUUUUUUCK!~"
His thick cock slid in deep and steady, making her twist with excitement and Mei came off all the more aroused from it. Her head rolled back as she offered all of her herself up to him in that moment, amazed by how well endowed he was, so incredible that now she was left to wonder why she didn't take advantage of him before, how many wonderful chances eluded her. She'd ached with regret and pain, with loss and sorrow enough.
She wanted to move on. She wanted him by her side, and the frustration inside her was too powerful to handle, and all she wanted now in the throes of pleasure was to be fucked.
By him, only him.
She was still adjusting to him, warmly welcoming him with the tightness of her ass, making him groan as he fucked her ass passionately. Each thrust came slow, but the force behind it drove her to the edge every time. He'd pull back, she'd reel from feeling his thick shift go back, and then being buried all the way in. Over and over he pounded her from behind, his strong pelvis struck against her ass cheeks with a loud smack, making them sting red. It was so wrong, what she was doing, yet the guilt made her crave it more. She wanted to be fucked like this for as long as she could.
That wish didn't last long.
He was thrusting faster, humping his hips forward smacking the skin of his groin into her butt with quicker pace. It was so lovely. The way he grew wild with her. The resounding claps of bodies filled the little tent they were in, the mercenary started pounding hard into his former employer from behind, each and every thrust jutted into her with heated intensity that turned Mei into a complete addict. The auburn haired vixen already was.
From morning to night, she'd wake up craving his jizz to being drenched by it as she'd fall asleep.
She reached her left arm back pulling him close against her back while he continued slamming into her, more vicious with each pump. Turning up her head to the side she engaged Arashi in another intimate kiss. Oh she loved his tongue, the wonders he could do with that. The lovers' kiss devolved into overly erotic tongue play as though she'd been warming his bed for years.
Tongues grazed over each other, lips curled and suckled on one another in intimate lust, drawn to each other in the aftermath of a war. Nothing was more sacred as she mewled and melted into her dear Arashi's repeated pounding.
They continued their frenzied fucking for a while, Mei feeling a sort of numbness settle in through her body as it continued, but she wouldn't let up. I need to make you cum too! She tried to scream it, but only gibberish came out of her mouth in the lust induced fever. She kept up, trying her best until the point where Mei felt herself getting closer to that wonderful feeling again. The moment when heaven and earth became one for her when he pounded her into another plane.
Oh she wanted to cum so badly!
Her dear Arashi must've picked up on this, when he decided to play dirty and furiously diddled her pussy from underneath while hammering her bountiful ass, she wanted to help him get there too.
Shoving her hips back to meet his deep thrusts, to match the level of his godlike skills, Mei found herself a ravenous, panting mess unable to keep steady as she was fucked into the bed, her body overwhelmed by the needy swells of desire that kept her low and desperate. She gave up utterly to his touch, to his cock, to him. Her savior. Her lover, and that thought pushed her over. His fingers found that little nub right there and pinched. Her lover knew where she loved it most.
Soon all of it became too much for Mei and with a thunderous howl she came hard. Her body shuddered wildly underneath him with her anal orifice constricting on his length, the redhead gripped even tighter as he continued fucking her into the Land of the Pure. He held her hips close and her body tightly against his own. So warm, his throbbing cock pulsed rapidly inside her anus pumping heavy globs of cum deep inside, still thrusting.
I love you so much, Arashi.
His big cock slammed into her ass repeatedly, filling her to the brim while cum leaked out of her already well fucked pussy as she squirted his spunk out, this incredible sensation that Mei had never experienced was everything she'd been waiting for. The flood of cum into her ass set Mei off again, and she made sure to cry his name out again and again as the powerful orgasm tore through her very soul, everything she could have wanted and possibly much more than that too.
She felt dizzy and hot, feeling whole and content, overwhelmed by this pleasure and happily succumbing to all of it as she held herself in place before finally her arms gave out and she just collapsed upon herself into a breathless, gasping mess.
Mei Terumi trembled in pleasure, her mind trying to piece together as she tried to get up.
It was useless.
Every time after Arashi took her to bed, made love to her like it was his last moment on earth, she always ended up like this. Her hair was a mess, going everywhere, stained with shots of his love from when she swallowed his cock. She felt his warmth once more as he grabbed her by the hips, dragging her limp body towards the head of the bed, her face now resting on a pillow as he laid beside her.
His hair was long and wild when the ponytail came off, his face was handsome and had a devilish charm to it. His body…oh his body. Perfection to say the least. Every muscle on his body was strong, firm, toned and powerful. She could grind meat there and the cleaver would break against it. She wouldn't even begin to start praising his cock, that would take all day.
"Mei," he looked at her with those ravishing red eyes, "I've got to confess something."
Her own heart skipped a beat at his pause. Was he going to say it? Was he going to confess his undying love for her? To tell her she was his now and forevermore? Was he going to take her hand for marriage? It was so soon! But she had no one. And he'd risked his life for her far too many times. Of course she'd say 'Yes!' to whatever he asked.
"I say this from the bottom of my damaged, damaged heart," Mei forced herself to look him in the eye for this moment, "you're the finest piece of ass I've ever had."
Mei felt dejected. Her chest hurt. She smiled, closing her eyes. "Glad to see you feel that way."
"I mean it," his hand smacked her ass making her yelp. "Now if only I had a more stable job, I would've stayed here having a little more fun with you."
No, no , no, she couldn't be alone. She couldn't be without him. With all her strength, all her will, she clutched to him. "You can't go."
"Why not?" He looked at her with a frown on his face. Mei didn't like that.
"Well, I…" she was at a loss for words. "I…need someone to protect me."
"I did," he replied without missing a beat. "I protected you even when I didn't need to."
I know and I love you for it. "I'm injured right now! You can't just leave a maiden like this."
"Maiden?" She gasped as he spanked her once more, cum gushing out of her asshole. "Yeah, you're not maiden. Plus, you forget I got other things to do. What did you expect? That I was gonna stick around?"
"No." Yes! "But this is far too soon."
"I would've left the moment you opened your eyes. Consider what the rest of I did out of professional courtesy."
Do I mean nothing to him?! This was all just a joke. Yes. He was playing hard to get! As if she'd let him go. "And fucking me? Was that a part of your professional courtesy?"
"Hey, you're the one who took my pants off. Besides, you don't get to say that to me. Every morning I wake up and I see you sucking my dick."
"Am I not good enough for you?!" Mei almost shouted. It wasn't even a shout, more like a cry.
"Didn't I say you were the finest piece of ass I ever had?"
"That's all I am to you, isn't it? Just something to put your dick into." She'd reel him in with guilt. Then keep him.
"If you want to classify yourself as a series of holes," the redhead shrugged, "who am I to stop you?" The next few minutes followed with her yelling and shouting at him, best as she could muster. Arashi was giving her no heed. He was just wearing his clothes and strapping his sword like it meant nothing. The pain in her chest grew. He was really leaving her. He couldn't just leave her!
"Wait! Please!" Mei Terumi realized Arashi was not a man to be controlled. The more she tried to yank at his chain, the more it became clear there was no chain. "Please…don't leave me."
"I have things to do. Important thing."
"Wait! I can go with you!"
"Let me rephrase that," Arashi pulled up the mask to cover the lower half of his beautiful face. "I have important things pending. Things so questionable you'll wonder if I'm sane or not."
"I don't care." Mei tried to get up from the bed, slipping and falling to the ground. His feet were in front of her. She grabbed them, refusing to let go. "Please. I don't care what you do…just take me with you. I don't have anything else. I can't be here…I can't be without you." Her dam broke once more and she began sobbing.
"Fine."
"What?" Did she hear that right?
"Fine, you can come with me."
She would come with him! Of course she would come with him! She'd come everywhere with him. He pulled her up, making her sit on the bed and looked around. It…wasn't the same room. The bed was much softer, velvety and squishy. The room was alight with faint blue lights and the smell of perfumes suddenly overtook her senses.
"Where…What just happened?"
"Teleportation."
"Oh." Arashi had teleported them out of the range of the blast, which she knew would've eaten up giant amounts of chakra no doubt. "Where are we?"
"My room."
"Hmmmmm~" Mei smiled, licking her lips at what she heard. "I like it."
"Get used to it, Mei-chan." He called her Mei-chan! He was taking off his clothes again! His lips were so close to hers! "You'll be staying here forever."
"Mmmmmmmph~" Mei Terumi kissed him as he pushed her back into the bed. Forever, she repeated. She liked the sound of that.
The knock at the door annoyed her. She knew who was behind it, which annoyed her more. Everything about him annoyed her.
She never did like talking to him, despite him being less treasonous for the last few months. God knew what her teacher saw in that man to keep him around for this long; the stories she'd heard from Kakashi and Tenzou were enough to make her want to grab his head, pop that beady little eye out of his socket, squish his skull, and then hammer the rest of it against a jagged, stony wall painted with his blood.
But…she was the Hokage. Restraint had to be one of her strong suits.
"Enter." Within the moment he entered, Tsunade's annoyance increased from zero to a hundred. Of course he had that look on his face. If it wasn't blank, it was stern trying to judge her for being soft; if it was frowning, it meant he didn't approve of her actions and would lead to a small war of words; this time, oh this time he looked serious. That was never good news. Ever. "What brings you here, Shimura?"
"Lady Hokage," Tsunade wondered if he felt his throat constrict from addressing her like that. Must've stung every time. She liked it. "There is something of important note we need to discuss. Perhaps, it would be better if the ANBU left, and them." His eye of course darted to her assistant Shizune and her apprentice, Sakura Haruno.
"Whatever you have to say," the last Senju felt the sting of how he referred to them, "you say it in front of them. All of them. I trust each of them more than you."
"Foolishness, Tsunade," his eye locked with hers, "foolishness. Sometimes, compassion undoes reason."
"Get to the point."
"Very well," he looked at her students once more. "You two are not to utter a word of this to anyone, unless the Hokage herself sanctions it."
"Danzo, I have a very long day ahead, so," her fist landed on the desk, very, very gently, "out with it."
"Kirigakure has been destroyed."
"What?" She must've heard that wrong. "What did you just say?"
"Kirigakure has been destroyed," Danzo laid down a scroll filled with details made by his spies in foreign nations. "As you know, I have many Leaf agents in foreign nations gathering information. The civil war going on there escalated in the last few months. Massive losses on both sides, widespread conflicts throughout the country and collateral damage. A little over a week ago, the agent inside the village fled when the rebellions invaded."
Tsunade had been in enough situations to know how that worked out. A desperate and violent coup in one sweep. They had the element of surprise, and that wouldn't just harm the ruling faction. "The Mizukage is a strong shinobi. He was made the leader due to his strength."
"Indeed. A Jinchūriki in charge of the beast inside. It was only a matter of time before he'd snap. All Jinchūriki are like that." Tsunade's fist collided against the tabletop, smashing it down. Danzo didn't care, and she hated that even more.
"Stay on track, and choose your words carefully."
"I speak only the truth, minus the sugarcoat Hiruzen was famous for. Do you think Jinchūriki would be loving and kind after the treatment they receive all their lives?" It wasn't just Tsunade who was glaring at him. Shizune's frown held contempt. Sakura, the poor girl, was just barely standing in place. "Yagura was no different. He was more feared than respected. A pariah before gaining power. Add that to the culture Kiri is known for, a civil war was the only outcome they ever had."
"Continue."
"Yagura transformed." Danzo continued, the scroll lying in a heap of broken woodwork. "The Mizukage unleashed the full power of the Beast and what followed next is hazy at best, considering the reconnaissance agent had fled to the outskirts by then. However, he did confirm this. A full powered Tailed Beast Bomb was unleashed by Yagura."
"Shit." Her grandfather had told her how much power those things held. She didn't hear ghost stories as a child, the Bijū and their terrible power was what scared her once. "Still, one of those things wouldn't be enough to level a village. And this is the Three Tails we're talking about here."
"No, it wouldn't. Again, I'm not sure what happened, but whatever followed next led to the destruction of Kiri. The entire landscape imploded on itself and this caused a volcanic eruption at the center of the village. I'm sure I don't need to explain how that works."
Tsunade rubbed her temples. If people didn't die from the lava, they'd die from inhaling the black fumes. "What about Yagura? What's he doing now? Ruling over ashes?"
"Yagura is dead. The agent reported seeing a dome of explosive red chakra before the lands were incinerated, which later shot into the sky."
"Just fucking great." She needed a drink. No. Bottles to start her off. Unfortunately, Danzo made her crush the desk and her secret stash was very clearly staining the scroll. "A dead Kage and a village gone." Tsunade felt a headache rising. The entire balance was destroyed between the five villages. Four, she corrected herself. The Land of Water was open, and no doubt the old Fence Sitter must've gotten word by now. Some bloodline members were bound to be in that country, which meant Kumo would send their own people after them, offering refuge and whatnot.
"May I suggest something?" Danzo's tone seemed so much more reasonable now. Which meant he wanted to do something highly shady with her permission no less.
"All you ever suggest are things my grandfather would never approve."
"Lord Second would." Tsunade wanted to argue with that, but she knew it was moot; her granduncle had more or less segregated an entire clan due to his mistrust towards them.
"Whatever. Get on with it, I have a headache."
"The Three Tails is gone for now." Both of his hands rested on the black cane. "However, like every other Tailed Beast it will return. I'm sure you're already aware how the Stone and Cloud will react to this news."
"Who doesn't?"
"Iwa has two Jinchūriki. As does Kumo, one of which happens to host the Eight Tails." Danzo's greed was showing in his only visible eye. "The Sanbi will take perhaps a year, maybe a bit more, to reform. The Kyūbi should be reforming around the same time. I have scattered enough of our resources across the nations to keep an ear out for their return."
"The Nine Tails and the Three Tails for Konoha," Tsunade summarized his thoughts. The War Hawk remained silent, only offering a stare as confirmation. "You do realize what you're stating. If the other villages hear about this, about how Konoha has more than one Jinchūriki-"
"We have no Jinchūriki." His voice was loud and frustrated. "Or did you forget?"
"I remember," Tsunade said, trying her damn best to not remember an idiot of a blond with a shit-eating grin. "If they find out, it's war that will be knocking on our doors."
"War has always been knocking on our doors." Danzo stood up. "The Last Senju. Do you know why you're the last of them?"
"Of course, I do."
"No, you don't," his cane rattled against the ground. "You're already aware of this, but this is just to remind you of something. You've had killers sent after you since the day you were born. Anyone and everyone who bore the name Senju had a mark on their backs and a bounty on their heads. Always wanted dead, never alive. That's the power and fear your name had, because of your Grandfather, your Granduncle. We went to great lengths to keep Senju descendants a secret. Even after that, they were brought into the notoriety, cursed with greatness. That is what a Senju is. That is what you are. You returning to the village, your name is what's keeping them out of our borders for now. One day, you will die. As will I. All we'll have left to keep them in line will be the Jinchūriki. If we don't have our deterrents, we have nothing to stop them from attacking us. When that happens, this village will be hunting grounds for them. Everything that Konoha stands for will be gone. Even our closest allies will turn on us in our darkest hour. The Sand will be the first to abandon us, everyone else will follow."
"The Sand won't betray us." Sakura's two bit was very loud and Tsunade wanted to tell her to pipe down. Danzo smelled blood in the water.
"Why wouldn't they betray us?"
"Because we're comrades. We have a peace treaty and-"
"One of your classmates," Danzo cut her off, "was almost kidnapped by a Cloud shinobi once. He served as their ambassador for a peace treaty in the morning and a kidnapper once the sun went down."
"They're different." Sakura continued. She had to admire the girl's faith, but Tsunade really didn't want her two cents on this yet.
"Sakura, quiet."
"I'm not wrong, Master. The Sand are our allies."
"Sakura Haruno, I'll let your words slide only because you're still so young. In time you'll start to see the world differently. You'll start to see every village differently. You'll see that every shinobi and kunoichi with a headband that doesn't have a leaf on them is an enemy." The pinkette didn't respond this time, but the glare was there. Danzo tapped his cane, shifting it to his right. "I hope you'll consider what I've said, Lady Hokage. Now if you'll excuse me, I feel rather drained out from shouting."
This is shouting? Tsunade waved for him to get lost and she leaned back into her seat, hands rubbing her face as she groaned. "I hate my job."
"You can say that again, Tsunade-sama."
"I hate my job." She did love the way Shizune rolled her eyes. "Everything keeps going to more shit. I'm thinking of resigning."
"That's an even worse joke." Shizune told her, as did Tonton with his oinks.
"Debatable. Shizune, go bring me a new table." Her aide didn't like that order. "And get someone to clean up this mess."
"Those are classified documents in the rubble."
"You're right. Shizune, you need to clean this up." The Kato was the one who groaned this time. "But first I need a table and it's about time we brought the new one in anyway."
"The mahogany one?"
"Damn right. Now chop chop." She clapped her hands and Shizune went muttering something. "And bring me a few bottles while you're at it."
"No." Tsunade wanted to put the woman on trial for treason like that. She looked to the bristled pinkette. Maybe she could help.
"The answer is still no."
"I'll make you jōnin," Tsunade offered the young girl. "Maybe I'll let you even take the hat."
"I don't want to become jōnin like this, Master." Sakura said with a snappy tone. The nerve. The girl sighed, her eyes becoming less stony now. "And besides, I'm not worthy to wear the hat. I never wanted it."
"Yeah, you didn't." Tsunade closed her eyes, saying nothing. What could she say? Both her squad members were alive. One of them was a traitor, the other a pervert, but still alive. That damn kid had taken a piece of everyone's heart when he went out. Despite being told to keep it a secret, Tsunade didn't hide it for very long.
The girl had come to Tsunade looking to be an apprentice to grow stronger. The Senju didn't want to teach her, first out of biasness and secondly due to her overall performance record. Still, the girl was persistent and she saw there was more bite to the girl than just bark. The girl felt upset by her teammate's betrayal—Tsunade suspected forlorn romantic admiration—and the departure of the other on a training trip. It wasn't until a year back that Tsunade revealed to Sakura, to the ones involved in the Uchiha's retrieval mission, and a few key people the orange idiot was close to of the truth.
All of the truth.
It certainly motivated Sakura, and the rest of them. Especially the Nara boy and the Hyuga heiress. One thing was clear though: Sasuke Uchiha would not be getting a warm greeting in this village as long as she drew breath.
"Master, what he said, you don't believe-"
"He's right," Tsunade raised her hand, not letting her student continue. "Things aren't as simple as you think, Sakura. The fact remains we're without a Jinchūriki. He was telling the truth in the ugliest way possible. That's a reason why he'll never become Hokage. I'm still strong enough to fend off whoever has the balls to dare and try to wreck this place. After a few years? I'll be weaker. A few more, I'll be useless. Probably. And then, I'll be dead. We need a Jinchūriki and given the icy history our village has with the other major villages, barring the Sand, not keeping one would be stupid."
"So," Sakura said this time angrier, "we just replace Naruto with someone?"
"No you fucking idiot!" Tsunade got off of her and stared down the young girl. She controlled herself. Restrain. "No one will replace him. No one can. It's one of those things you have to come to terms with when you're a ninja, especially when you're in an office of power. Sometimes a choice isn't even a choice at all. You don't get to make the right decision. You'll have to choose between the lesser of two evils. And shit like that is exactly why I didn't want to become Hokage. It's a fucking headache at best and a long-term suicide plan at worst."
"Is that why you drink a lot?"
"Fuck no, I like drinking. It helps me keep my healthy." Sakura chuckled a bit, still morose though. Hopefully the girl learned a lesson there. She was uncomfortably tapping her feet. Tsunade knew where this was going.
"Master, if you don't mind-"
"Shoot. Make it short, quick and fast." There was a dirty joke in there, but she was above Jiraiya levels of degeneracy to not acknowledge it, as was her student. Already a milestone.
"What Danzo Shimura said about keeping the identities of Senju secret, was that an exaggeration?"
"No. He was honest about that. Some people tried to kill me after I was born. And by some I mean a lot. In fact, I didn't know I have a younger brother until he was seven."
"What?" The shock on Sakura's face was understandable. "But isn't that going too far?"
"Absolutely not. In the 'good old days' as we like to put it, if your last name belonged to a famous clan chances are it was in the Bingo Book marked with 'Wanted Dead' or 'Wanted Alive, not mortally wounded'."
"Why?"
"Secrets in the blood. Either they'd try to find a way to harvest it, or if you were unlucky and a woman, well you'd be breeding stock." The disgust was also understandable, but it didn't affect her as much as it used to. She'd seen and heard worse.
"That's…I don't know what to say."
"I didn't either when I first heard."
"Yeah…wait so your brother-"
"Nawaki."
"Yes. You didn't even know he existed?"
"Nope, which is why I had to spoil him a lot later. I loved him so much. Well, for as long as he lived anyway," her eyes went to the frames of the first two Hokage. "Danzo got one thing right about us Senju though, we are cursed. All of us."
"So, there were no more Senju? In secret I mean."
"If there were, I'd have known by now or they're dead. And given what happened to the Uzumaki Clan, I wouldn't be surprised if their true identity got lost."
"Wait, wait, wait," Sakura's brain must've been resetting a lot today. "Uzumaki Clan? There's an Uzumaki Clan?"
"Was. Was, Sakura. They all got wiped out. Well not all of them, my grandmother was an Uzumaki."
"Woah. Wait, that made Naruto your relative?"
"In some way, but I'm sure it's way down the line."
"That's cold, Master." Sakura was dressing her down.
"He called me a hag on our first meeting." Tsunade pointed at her face. "Me? A hag? I wanted to castrate him."
"I mean, can you blame him," Sakura chuckled looking away, "he was told like everyone else that you use a genjutsu to make yourself look young."
"Oh please," Tsunade grasped her breasts shamelessly, squeezing her endowed blessing from the gods, "no amount of genjutsu can create these babies. I just happen to not age like everyone else, something my grandparents passed down to me."
"That's just unfair."
"That's life."
"Back to the point," Sakura began picking up the rubble. It was nice to see her student accept the inevitable. "Was Naruto being an Uzumaki the reason you gave him your necklace? He couldn't stop bragging about it once he got it."
Of course he bragged about it. "No. He…he reminded me a lot of my brother. And my grandfather."
"Okay. That's stretching it too far, Master."
"I'm not," Tsunade walked over to the portraits of the previous Hokage, pointing at the smiling face of Hashirama Senju. "This man could be horribly dense sometimes. If it wasn't for the fact that they grew up in a terrible time, I'm sure my grandfather would've been more…more…like Naruto." Tsunade sighed. She definitely needed a drink. Her eyes remained fixated on her grandfather's picture, wondering what he would've done. Probably just flare his chakra to keep the other villages in line. Yeah, definitely that. Her honey colored eyes moved to her granduncle, someone who apparently all the villages feared for his abilities, but more so for his mind. Then her sensei, the Professor who inherited their will passed it on to two of his students.
Minato Namikaze. The outlier. She remembered seeing him the first time on the battlefield. It made no sense for a person of no clan history to be that strong, and later going on to not only master Tobirama Senju's technique, but take it a level further beyond. And he did his duty well as any Hokage could. Finally her. At least I'm alive. There was that to brag about. Her nose picked up the scent of something familiar.
Rushing to the door, she snatched the bottles away from Shizune's hand and popped off the cap of one. With one go, she gulped it all down and gave a loud burp. "Oh sweet alcoholic beverage, what would I do without you?"
"Paperwork."
"Shut up and clean the rubble. Your Hokage orders it." Tsunade sat smugly on the couch beneath the portraits, between the Fourth's and her one. She opened another one and raised it high, looking to the skies. To Kirigakure. Fuck all of you for destroying Uzu. I hope whatever the fuck happened to you happens to Iwa and Kumo as well.
And that's all the fat lady sang. I did not expect churning out an update this early, folks. I didn't. Anyway, halfway through the story and things are finally going into full gear. Now all of you just sit back, relax and watch what Yami Naruto has planned, and for those who stand in his way especially. Read, review, favorite it if you want, and above all…wank. This is all Wanker, Le King of Wankety Wanks will be telling you my loyal subjects, the wankiest wank pheasants to ever wank in the history of wank. Now, royally fucking off.
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