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The Secret Technique	By : MathiasBlue Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 105768 -:- Recommendations : 17 -:- Currently Reading : 30
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“Hello” people speaking
‘Hello’ people thinking
“Hello” biiju talking
‘Hello’ biiju thinking
Interlude Anko: Pay per View
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There is piss! But no piss play?
It was currently the 30^th of October and for the most part everything was fine for Naruto. Ever since Mebuki-sensei had started training him again about 4 months ago, he had been feeling a lot calmer and, dare he say it, content with his lot in life. About the only complaint he had, was that he wasn’t allowed to train his newest technique alone between lessons with his Sensei. She had forbid him, saying that she had to be there to supervise and make sure he did nothing wrong.
Naruto wasn’t sure what exactly could go wrong, but the severity in her voice when she forbid him made him do as she said. Either way their lessons weren’t too far apart, and it was very rare that they went a week without at least one lesson. Naruto surreptitiously checked his mouth for drool. Their lessons had been fun before, but with the new technique Naruto actually hoped their lessons continued for a long time. Something Naruto never would’ve thought about anything related to learning something that isn’t Ninjutsu.
Despite the fun he had training that particular branch of techniques with his Sensei, Naruto knew that he had to improve in other shinobi areas if he wanted to graduate next year. And he did. He did not want to fail again, like he had when he tried to test out early twice. Failing a third time would just about knock out his ego, up end lighter fluid over it and set it on fire.
As such Naruto was currently on his way to one of the outlying training grounds, a small distance from the village walls. It would be quiet and above all secluded. Technically he wasn’t allowed to go to these training grounds, but he’d rather walk a bit further for some seclusion while he trained, instead of using the training grounds near the Academy for students.
It was a sad fact that while Naruto had managed to escape the position of the class dobe, he was still considered a baka when it came to Ninjutsu and it was all because of one technique. With Mebuki-sensei’s attention Naruto had managed to get down both the Transformation and Body Replacement techniques fairly quickly, but the Clone technique he just couldn’t do!
Sensei had said it was likely because his larger than average chakra reserves were making it difficult for him to mould a small enough amount of chakra to form the clone. She had run him through the tree-walking and water-walking exercises after receiving permission from the Hokage, in an effort to improve his control. Despite this training, he still couldn’t form a clone that didn’t look half-dead!
For once Sensei hadn’t known what to do, not actually knowing any clone techniques that she could teach him. And anyway the Genin exam specifically requested that an illusionary clone technique was used. So all Naruto could do was practice.
Nearing his destination, Naruto paused when he heard the steady THUD!THUD!THUD! of kunai sinking into wood. Curious as to who was using his chosen training ground Naruto slowed his approach and began to slowly sneak forward…only to dive into a silent roll that took him into a dense set of bushes when a kunai flew through the air where his right shin had been.
Heart pounding with shock Naruto took several deep gulps of air to dissipate the sudden jolt of adrenaline. Calming himself quickly, Naruto began to crawl forward on his belly to peek into the training ground through the gaps in the bush.
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Anko glared through the trees where she had thrown her kunai, before dismissing it as the paranoia this time of year always brought.
About 12 years ago on this very day her bastard of a Sensei had experimented on her before abandoning her. Despite their being no physical reason for it, Anko always seemed to snap more easily at this time of year, her already short temper becoming apocalyptic. Anko always had to take off for a short while on this day to work off some anger otherwise she’d end out lashing out at people.
Satisfied that she was alone for now, Anko proceeded to decimate her surroundings, throwing out ninja tools and Ninjutsu indiscriminately. Before long it looked as though some kind of fragmentation bomb had gone off. Kunai were sticking out of nearly everything and several trees featured black scorch marks.
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Meanwhile Naruto stared in awe at what he saw as an epic artistic explosion of skill. Flying sharp objects and exploding fireballs were always awe worthy after all. Of course he nearly had a change of heart when a kunai took a few strands of hair off the top of his scalp, having to slap his hands over his mouth to keep in a girlish shriek of fear.
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Having a slightly larger chakra capacity than the average Jounin, Anko was able to keep on going for close to an hour. By the time her whirling dervish of destruction had died down the sun had risen up until it was directly overhead. Anko was now sat in the middle of the clearing panting heavily, her face slightly red and sweaty from the exertion. Reaching into one of the many pockets in her tan overcoat, Anko withdrew a bottle of water before removing her coat and throwing it to the side. Clad in nothing but her mesh body suit, orange mini-skirt and sandals, she took a single large gulp from her bottle before upending the majority of it over her head.
Sighing in relief as she felt the water cool her hot skin, Anko felt a hell of a lot better. Reaching behind her head, she loosened her choppy ponytail letting her hair fall down to about her shoulders. If she kept it up then her hair would take forever to dry.
Stretching out, she lay down and stared up at the clear blue and knew it wouldn’t take her long to dry in the stifling heat that was present that day. The land of fire was aptly named, its temperatures staying fairly high the whole year round.
“Mou why did I use fire techniques?! It’s hot enough here already!” she whined to herself childishly, glaring up at fiery orb in the sky that was the source of her discomfort.
…Only to shut her eyes quickly when she remembered you don’t stare directly at the sun for a damn good reason.
From his position in the bushes, Naruto both adjusted his pants uncomfortably and sweat-dropped. The woman now holding her hands to her eyes and cursing was the destructive stab-happy psycho from earlier? Though he did have to admit she was very…pretty in the mesh body suit that showed she was a very, ahem, gifted woman.
Anko rolled onto her front huffily as though turning her back on the sun. Naruto could now slightly see up her orange mini skirt, and see the bottom swell of her ass cheeks. They looked tight enough to bounce a coin off.
Naruto reached a hand down to his crotch and pressed on it, desperately wishing that his Sensei had not told him to not practice without her. But he’d given his word. Briefly he wondered if it would be worthwhile to ask the lady in the clearing to help him practice before shaking his head. He couldn’t do that either if he wanted Sensei to keep teaching him. That and he had a feeling that the woman before him would not be happy that he had spied on her training.
Anko deciding she may as well make the most of the nice weather, got up to her feet and picked up her overcoat. Quickly reaching into yet another pocket, she pulled out a few fuuinjutsu tags. She then gave it a shake and laid it back down on the ground as a makeshift towel, before reaching into the pouch wrapped about her thigh. Pulling out two kunai, Anko tied the tags to the ring of the kunai before throwing them in the direction of Konoha. Feeling the tags activate, and the strange feeling of an extra sensory input in her mind, Anko knew that she would be alerted of anyone who crossed the threshold of the sensory bubble that expanded from the active fuuinjutsu tags.
Satisfied that she wouldn’t be giving anyone a free show, Anko kicked off her sandals and fiddled with the belt holding up her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She then reached behind her back and pulled down a zipper, revealing the upper expanse of her back…and confirming that she did not wear a bra. Anko worked the body suit off of her upper body, and began to do a little shimmy that made her tits jiggle interestingly to move it down past her hips. Peeling it off of her legs, Anko was now stood in nothing but a purple thong.
Not stopping once, she slid them down her legs and threw them on the small pile of clothes now beside her overcoat. She stretched delightedly at the feeling of the sun’s rays on her bare skin and shivered when a breeze caused her light brown nipples to pebble slightly. Deciding to tan her front first, Anko lay down on her overcoat and gave Naruto confirmation on something the shinobi of Konoha had wondered.
Anko’s natural hair colour was in fact purple.
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Naruto had to bite his fist to hold in a whimper.
Why did Sensei have to give him that totally bogus rule?! At least he would have had something to do for the last half-hour. At first he had thought she’d fallen asleep after she lay down but her constant movement showed him otherwise. The way her hands would occasionally brush past her tits or how she would widen her legs every now and then made him sure she knew he was there and was teasing him.
Seeing her roll over, Naruto was about to make a break for it only to decide it would be wise to wait, when she pulled a senbon from Kami knows where and traumatise an overly tweety bird.
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Anko smiled slightly when the annoying squawker flew off. She wouldn’t kill an animal for bugging her but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t scare years off its life if it irritated her enough. She was glad that Nai-chan had taught her how to use chakra to simulate the effects of sun screen. She had always hated the feel and smell of the stuff on her skin.
She tended to tan herself often out here, as she hated how she looked if she didn’t for a while. Seeing her arms and face looking a nice bronze while the skin covered by her body suit was a lily white, made her feel goofy looking.
Feeling the beginnings of discomfort start in her bladder, Anko groaned to herself. Now that she was comfortable she didn’t really want to move, but she didn’t really want to hold it in either. Sighing she pushed herself to her feet and began to head over to a convenient bush at the edge of the clearing, just far enough that she wouldn’t smell her own piss when she went back to sunbathing.
Naruto stared as she got up and couldn’t drag his eyes away from the way Anko’s tits jiggled and swayed when she started walking, only to realise something important. She was heading straight for him! Slowing down his breathing before he could start to panic, Naruto sat as still as he possibly could. Perhaps she hadn’t noticed him yet.
She definitely hadn’t noticed him yet, decided Naruto with a sweatdrop when he saw her squat just in front of his bush. He wasn’t sure what to do right now. On the one hand he was getting one hell of a view. On the other he was fairly sure he knew what she was about to do.
He had the choice taken out of his hands as a pale golden stream began to pour from her directly onto his face. Spluttering he shot to his feet, causing her to pee on his jacket inadvertently and shouted “Stop pissing on me dammit!”
Initially Anko didn’t stop too shocked by the boy’s sudden appearance, standing and stopping once she realised what had just happened. Looking down, Anko’s hair covered her eyes which to a frightened Naruto seemed to have gained a malevolent red glow. He shrieked when a slender hand grabbed him and threw him toward the centre of the clearing, where he rolled to a stop. Getting ready to stand up he froze when he heard her hiss “Don’t. Move. An inch.”
Gulping he decided to do as the scary lady said and remained lying on the floor staring up at the sky.
Anko quickly finished emptying her bladder all while silently seething. ‘How long has that brat been here?’ she thought furiously. ‘How did he get past my tags?’ Standing, Anko looked around to look for something to dry herself, catching a glimpse of the lying boy…and the bulge in his trousers. Gritting her teeth she decided she had earned a little petty revenge.
“Oi, brat! Throw me your jacket! And,” her voice practically growled. “Don’t. Look.”
Naruto’s hands had already begun to unzip his jacket at her command, never once looking her way. Sitting up he shrugged it off and threw it in the general direction of her voice before lying down again.
Catching it out of the air, Anko used one of the dry sleeves to dab herself dry before throwing the jacket so it landed on Naruto’s face.
He spluttered and cringed when he felt the damp fabric land on his face, filling his nose with the smell of her piss. Reaching up to remove the jacket, the scary ladies voice stopped him again. “Did I tell you, you could move?” His hands reluctantly moved back down to his sides.
Anko was now stood over the prone brat’s body, hands on her hips not making any move to get redressed. She didn’t have many nudity taboos but the fact that this brat may have been watching her for Kami knows how long without her noticing, both impressed and irritated her. Mostly the second given that from his age he was either a green Genin or even an Academy student.
“How long have ya been pervin on me, brat?” she asked gruffly, crossing her arms and cocking a hip.
“I wasn’t perving on you!” came the muffled protest beneath the jacket.
Snorting Anko moved her foot and placed it on his cloth covered cock. “I beg to differ. This tells me you were perving on me. Now how long?”
Naruto’s arms crossed stubbornly.
Eyebrow now twitching, Anko seemed to smile a touch maniacally. “If that’s how you’re going to be brat…” she muttered before removing her foot.
Naruto’s arms began to relax slightly, getting confident he may be allowed to just leave…only to yelp when he suddenly felt fresh air on his nether regions. “Hey! You can’t look there! That’s-grk!” A strangled groan cut his protests off, when he felt his cock get pressed down by the lady’s foot again. A bead of pre cum appeared at the tip.
“You like the feel of my foot on your cock kid?” Anko purred rubbing him teasingly. Smiling sadistically, she shifted her foot so the heel was directly over Naruto’s balls. She began to slowly but surely press down with her heel, feeling her pussy start to moisten at the whimper of pain that escaped Naruto. She held it there for a moment before abruptly raising her heel again. “Feel like talking now brat?”
Naruto was in pain. His balls were throbbing and practically shouting at him to tell the lady. But Naruto was nothing if not prideful so he kept his silence.
Anko frowned. She knew if she got too rough with the brat she was liable to get…spoken to. Harshly. But there was more than one way to skin a cat…
Moving her foot back onto the shaft of Naruto’s cock, Anko simply began to rub away, lightly grinding her foot into the boy’s privates every now and then stopping to play with cockhead with her toes. She soon felt a sense of incredulity when ten minutes later the brat hadn’t come even close to well…cumming. This was about more than finding out how long he’d been watching her now! This was about her pride as a sexy kunoichi! Removing her foot from Naruto’s cock, Anko quickly sat down and placed both of her feet around the boy’s ‘private place’ and started to stroke his cock quickly, Naruto’s cock providing more than enough lubrication in the form of his pre cum.
Naruto cursed his body’s natural reaction to ‘stimulation’ as Sensei put it.
Anko smirked with satisfaction when she began to feel twitches in her subjects cock. Waiting ‘till the last moment, Anko quickly stopped her frantic footjob when the boy was about to cum. She felt her pussy become even wetter when she heard the whine of disappointment muffled beneath the jacket.
“Come on, brat,” Anko prodded. “I’m not even that mad. I’ll let you finish if you just tell me how long you were watching me.” She said her feet hovering over his cock.
Naruto had his pride though – he wouldn’t say a thing. That was until he felt a single toe stroke down the underside of his cock. “Ok, ok! I’ve been watching since you started using the cool fireballs! Now please let me cum-ttebayo!”
Anko was reluctantly impressed that he’d managed to stay that close to her and spy on her without her realising. But a deal was a deal. With that thought in mind, Anko pressed the slipper cock back between the soles of her feet and began to jerk him off. Before long he was twitching again and soon a moan escaped from beneath the jacket. The brat’s hips jerked repeatedly as white strands shot up into the air, and landed on Anko’s feet, each jerk expelling a reducing amount of seed. Watching the last trickles gently roll down her feet, Anko removed her feet from the boy, and grabbed his nearby pants using them to wipe her feet down.
Naruto panted harshly as he felt the pleasure from his release taper off into a warm fuzziness. About to ask if he could move now, Naruto yelped when his jacket was torn off of his face, eyes blinking rapidly under the sudden assault of bright light. That was until the lady who had just tortured him stood with her feet either side of his head, looking down at him amusedly.
“Given that you watched me train without permission, I think a little repayment is in order, ok brat?” said Anko cheerfully before getting down on her knees over his face.
Naruto began to splutter out a protest, only for it to be muffled when she forced her pussy down against his mouth. Giving up resistance as a bad job, Naruto reluctantly began to lap at the pussy against his mouth, cringing at lingering acrid taste of urine. He traced the lips of her pussy, his nose occasionally nudging against her clit only to skip to pushing his tongue inside her, when he felt the insistent tug on his scalp.
Anko began to grind her crotch against the brat’s face as one of her hands began to play with her tits, pulling and pinching at her nipples, while the other sunk into sunshine yellow locks and forced it up against her pussy. He was good at this, she decided when he forced his tongue into her pussy, reading that she didn’t want to be teased. She shuddered delightedly as she felt the one of the brats hands come up to rest on her rear, groping the firm globe of flesh experimentally. Spreading her cheeks slightly, Naruto’s other hand reached up and began to prod at her asshole with slender fingers. She moaned when she felt a finger slip into her ass all the way up to the knuckle. This was the way Anko liked things. Her in control, while her partner only went as far as she let them.
“Slap my ass brat.” Anko hissed her hips rocking away. Naruto let go of her ass and complied but the slap was weak. Anko growled. “Harder you baka! I want to feel it!”
Naruto was confused, but channelled some chakra to his arm and did as she asked. The sudden noise of the smack was drowned out as Anko came with a shriek atop his face, humping it madly, his finger still working away in her ass. Panting Anko shivered when she felt the delicious residual sting from the sudden slap. She liked a little pain with her pleasure, but she primarily like being the one to inflict it. Looking down at the blue eyes staring back at her from between her legs, Anko smiled playfully. “I think that’s enough compensation for one of the techniques you watched.” Her smile turned viciously hungry. “It’s going to take a hell of a lot more to work off your tab kid.”
Naruto whimpered.
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Naruto lay in the clearing, feeling the air around him steadily cooler as the sun fell from the sky. His jaw and tongue were killing him, and his cock and balls were also causing him pain. It hadn’t taken long for him to get hard again, but stab-happy…Anko-sama, had simply laughed and told him he only got one. She had him lick her ass, nurse at her tits, just outright spank her for hours and he only got to cum once…it was cruel.
She had left not that long ago, leaving him in the clearing wearing nought but his black t-shirt. Now that the air was getting colder, Naruto finally found the will to move and collect his clothes. Finding his boxers quickly he slipped them on, only to groan when he found his jacket and pants. Both still stunk of piss! He couldn’t wear them back to the village! Sighing he decided to leave them there. Maybe if he was lucky, he’d be able to make it to his apartment without anyone seeing him…
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When Sarutobi saw the numerous complaints of Public Indecency levelled against Naruto on his desk the next morning, he slapped his palm to his face. What the hell had the little knucklehead gotten up to this time?
A/N: Ok Anko proved to be slightly more difficult than I expected -.-
At first I thought I’d have this happen over an argument over what was better: Ramen or Dango. But then I remember seeing that used in pretty much every other Anko/Naruto lemon so I improvised and this is the result.
I might come back to this interlude and rework it, because I’m not entirely pleased with it. But tomorrow we’ll resume our Mebuki/Naruto schedule :)
Also…*stares pointedly at the Hits counter* I’ve got to do it.
IT’S OVER 9000!!! Derp.
Thanks for the support guys!
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