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Claim Me	By : t69 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue, Part 1
- 2-Prologue, Part 2
- 3-Part 1
- 4-Part 2
- 5-Part 3
- 6-Part 4
- 7-Part 5
- 8-Part 6
- 9-Part 7
- 10-Part 8
- 11-Part 9
- 12-Part 10
- 13-Part 11
- 14-Part 12
- 15-Part 13
- 16-Part 14
- 17-Part 15
- 18-Part 16
- 19-Part 17
- 20-Part 18
- 21-Part 19
- 22-Part 20
- 23-Part 21
- 24-Part 22
- 25-Part 23
- 26-Part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Part 29
- 32-Part 30
- 33-Part 31
- 34-Part 32
- 35-Part 33
- 36-Part 34
- 37-Part 35
- 38-Part 36
- 39-Epilogue
- 6
- 7
- 8
Sakura heard a soft click as she walked away from the door to Kyoko’s suite. She balled her fists and continued walking, fighting the urge to reduce the damned place into smithereens. It was only the first day, the first few hours of the mission proper and already, she was feeling the stress it would exert upon her currently fragile relationship with the dog-nin. “Oh, I so hope she‘s all wrinkled and saggy under those clothes of hers and that Kiba would rant about how awful everything was later,” she mumbled angrily as she turned the corner.
The brown-haired kunoichi continued marching to the staircase, her eyes on the carpeted floor and her mind too preoccupied to realize that someone had exited one of the rooms in the hallway. Sakura hit the person hard and before she knew it, she had landed painfully on her behind and was now viewing the exquisitely designed ceiling. Fuming, she propped herself up on her elbows. “Would you watch where you’re going, you… you…” The brunette trailed off as her brain interpreted what her eyes were looking at.
‘Infinitely delicious man!’ finished Inner Sakura, now drooling like a mad woman. Having a handsome, well-built man wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist in front of you could have such results.
Sakura examined the man from head to toe, and then cleared her throat. ‘Goodness, he’s built almost the same as Kiba! No wonder I went flying unceremoniously onto my ass while he remained standing there! It’s like hitting a wall of muscle!’ Her eyes wandered from his chiseled body to his face. The man was undeniably good-looking even with his black hair all tousled and damp, obviously from a recent shower.
‘Which would explain the towel,’ supplied her dreamy inner self.
His nose was perfectly formed; his lips, soft-looking and kissable. He had a bit of scruffiness that added to his masculine appeal. His crystal blue eyes regarded her with mild curiosity. He opened his mouth to speak; however, what came out did not exactly complement the tough image the rest of him evoked.
“I’m terribly sorry, miss,” he said in a deep and sexy voice. He moved forward and offered a hand. The medical-nin grabbed it and pulled herself up. She realized that he was pretty tall as well at around six feet, give or take an inch or two. “Hey, you’re pretty strong for a chick your size,” the man commented. Sakura rolled her eyes and mumbled her thanks. “I’m terribly sorry. My buddies and I plan to go to the arcade and I had to fetch something from this room and…”
As the man continued narrating, Sakura’s eyes wandered to the room in question. She quickly looked at the man again and her mind clicked in an instant. ‘Blue eyes, black hair, 5’11” in height…’
“…and I had to shower in, like, five minutes since I woke up later than the other guys. I just jogged down here to find something I might’ve dropped here last nigh— no, early this morning,” the man finished.
“So,” Sakura asked, moving forward to confirm her suspicions but treading lightly and sounding casual, “you work here?” She openly observed the key he was holding. “You’ve got the keys to such an important-looking room. Are you a guard or something?”
The man guffawed. “Security? Kami, no!” he said in between gasps, “I couldn’t land a punch to save my life.” He continued chuckling for a few more moments. When he was finally able to suppress his mirth, he continued and said, “But I do work here, in…” He trailed off. “Oh!” he exclaimed suddenly, and extended a hand towards the medical-nin, “Where are my manners? The name’s Kai.”
‘So it is you,’ Sakura thought as she exercised maximal self-control to keep her eyes focused above the delectable man’s waist. She shook his hand firmly. “Mikoto,” she answered.
“Such a lovely name for such a lovely woman,” said Kai, effectively making the medical-nin blush. “So what’re you doing here?” he inquired.
Sakura waved a hand nonchalantly and explained, “Oh, a companion of mine has business with Kyoko-san. They’re, um… talking right now, I suppose.”
“Hey Kai, are you fucking jacking off down there!? Hurry up, dude!” came a voice from above.
“I’m coming!” the dark-haired man yelled back, not taking his eyes off Sakura.
Inner Sakura feigned a swoon. ‘Okay, that just has to be the kinkiest statement anyone has ever said in front of you that didn’t even concern you.’
“Sorry for the language,” Kai said, smiling sheepishly.
The medical-nin shook her head. “Boys will be boys.”
“Well, um, I’ll be going now,” said Kai while gesturing to the staircase, “I hope we’ll get to meet some other time, hopefully with me in a much better attire and not in such painful circumstances for you.”
Inner Sakura begged to disagree. ‘That outfit’s perfectly fine with me, Kai,’ the brunette’s inner self said while batting imaginary eyelashes, ‘The only thing better would be if you had nothing at all.’ Sakura’s outer self retorted more appropriately with a chuckle. “Let’s go, then. I was on my way out, anyway.” The pair walked wordlessly to the flight of steps. The medical-nin waved her farewell and was already descending when she heard Kai call out.
“Hey Mikoto!” yelled the blue-eyed man from the landing to the third floor as he glanced over the railing.
“Hmm?” asked the brunette, looking up.
“Would you like to join us? You know, hang out with the guys?”
“Oh, I don’t—” the medical-nin quickly retorted.
“Come on!” egged Kai, “It’s not like Kyoko-san and your friend would be finished talking really soon.”
Sakura felt jealousy pulse within her once more at Kai’s words, though she was sure he didn’t intend to for he knew nothing of what was occurring in the boss’s suite. ‘That’s right. Why can’t I hang out with a good-looking man while Kiba fucks that woman’s brains out? Can’t I have some fun on this mission?’ she thought. Without further internal deliberation, Sakura screamed back to the handsome man on the third floor. “You’re on, Kai! Just to warn you—I’ve never lost a game in my life!”

“I can’t believe I lost,” muttered Kyosuke as the attractive foursome made their way back to The Three Kings, the late afternoon sun casting its yellow light upon them as they walked at a leisurely pace. Sakura couldn’t believe how accommodating the other two kings were. They were just briefly introduced one moment, and the next, they were already throwing curses and hooting at each other for successfully landing a combo in a fighting game.
Sano rolled his eyes. “Get over it, dude. It’s just a game.”
Kai put an arm around Sakura and gestured to her while facing the guys, “Told you she’d beat the crap out of you.”
“Rub it in, will you?” the blond man retorted with a frown. “Hey Mikoto, how long have you been playing the game?”
The addressed was feeling a little too giddy being nestled against Kai’s body, but she was quick to reply, “Oh, that fighting game? I just saw it today.”
“What!?” Kyosuke exclaimed, incredulous, “But you could buffer in the command throws from almost anything! At first you would use it from a 9A+B, but later on, you were able to buffer it from just an A, a 2A, or a B!”
The brunette flipped her ponytail coolly. “I learn quickly. Besides, there was a command list in the slot beside the machine, right? I just studied it.” The handsome blond could only stare and feel his jaw drop, eliciting chuckles from both the medical-nin and his buddies.
“My my, you’re quite a talented girl aren’t you,” said the brown-haired man, obviously impressed, “I don’t play the game myself, but I do know that those two command throws are very difficult to execute, yet you mastered buffering them into the quickest of attacks so quickly. Are you a ninja or something?”
Sakura stiffened ever so slightly. “A ninja?” she said before bursting into a fit of giggles, “Why would I want to be one? I’d have to work my butt off! With the looks I’ve got, I don’t need to do anything and things would go my way. It’s a rule of nature, you know? People always take the easiest path to the greatest reward.”
Sano looked even more awed at the brunette’s response, almost making the latter think she sounded a wee bit too brainy with her last statement. The medical-nin decided to speak no more lest she begin to speak out of character. She resorted to merely observing the three kings’ antics as they continued their journey back to The Three Kings. She looked around and saw the envy and lust literally oozing out of the women’s eye sockets. ‘I can’t blame them. I’d be jealous of me if I were in their shoes,’ the brunette thought evilly as she appraised the three hunky men beside her, one of which, much to her unbidden delight, still had a muscular arm around her shoulder.
Kai, the Golden King, who looked even better-looking with his hair fixed and spiked up, Sakura thought, was very pleasant to be with and had a slight hint of adorable dorkiness about him that was unbecoming of the manliness he exuded from every pore—characteristics that reminded Sakura of her blond teammate. As a result of this, the medical-nin got along so well with him. The fact that he was drop-dead gorgeous didn’t hurt either.
Kyosuke, the Platinum King, was Kai’s best buddy, as far as Sakura could tell from the way the two interacted. He was just as handsome as his dark-haired friend with his pale blond locks and stunning viridian orbs. He wore his hair down and casually flipped it or ran a hand through it whenever the strands got in his eyes, making a boatload of girls swoon in the process. He was the tallest of the three, just as the mission notes stated, and magnificently built just like Kiba and Kai. The medical-nin found him very light-hearted and easy-going. He also didn’t waste a single opportunity to flirt with the kunoichi, even while his video game character was being pummeled to death by Sakura’s.
Sano, the Silver King, was an entirely different issue. Though he was generally pleasant and cordial, Sakura couldn’t figure out just how the other two kings got along with him. He was the most senior of the three in terms of age, and he certainly looked and acted the part. He had the leanest among the three, though far from scrawny. His brown hair was parted closer to one ear and swept pristinely to each side with just the right amount of body. His bluish green eyes were stern, observant and calculating. ‘Much like Gaara’s or Neji’s,’ the kunoichi thought. He had a no-nonsense air about him and he spoke more formally than the other two. Sakura knew she would have to act carefully around this man, for he noted the tiniest of details. If anyone were to see underneath her façade, it would be him.
“Hey,” whispered Kai into her ear a little too breathily, effectively making her snap out of her thoughts, “We’re here.” True enough, the building’s entrance was only a few yards away.
As they approached the entrance, Sakura saw the guard she and Kiba had encountered earlier, now looking a bit fresher than he did a few hours back and sporting a sling. He was all smiles when he saw the three kings but immediately frowned when he saw the brunette. He gave her his best death glare, but the kunoichi paid him no heed. ‘If it were me you got into a brawl with, your arm would be in splinters,’ she thought. The woman’s attention was instead caught by the hustling crew that was not present when the foursome left earlier.
“That’s the cleaning service we hire,” the blue-eyed man was quick to narrate as he sensed Sakura’s puzzlement, “They clear out all traces of last night’s activities. It can be pretty crazy when the crowd gets in the mood, you know? You won’t believe some of the stuff we find on the dance floor in the morning.”
Sakura immediately raised a hand and said, with a look of disgust, “Please, don’t elucidate.” The brunette mentally slapped herself for using such a deep word. Kai shrugged and spoke no more. Kyosuke’s shoulders shook as he chuckled, earning him a stern look from the brown-haired beauty. Sano rolled his eyes at the blond hunk’s shallowness.
A few of the men recognized the kings and greeted them as the group passed by. A good number of the men eyed Sakura lustfully, and as she was in character, she decided to wink at a few of the more attractive ones. Their smiles quickly disappeared, however, and they immediately looked away and returned to their work. ‘Why?’ Sakura wondered, her ego somewhat bruised. She looked at the man to her side and found the answer. Kai had given the men a threatening gaze. The kunoichi raised a brow at him and he swiftly looked away, his cheeks a bit pink in embarrassment. ‘Now, if those men only knew this man can’t even land a punch, they wouldn’t have been threatened so easily,’ Sakura thought, amused, ‘Well, he does have the body to at least look like he can beat them up easily.’
Kyosuke elbowed his black-haired buddy in the ribs slightly. He had apparently witnessed everything and was giving Kai a knowing look. “Looks like someone’s getting possessive.” The shorter man merely elbowed him right back—a bit too strongly at that. “Ouch! Touchy, are you?” the blond whimpered, his tone still teasing. He walked ahead of the pair so as to avoid getting assaulted further by his blue-eyed coworker.
As they approached the second floor, Sano and Kyosuke uttered their farewells, the latter with the additional suggestive wink, and ascended further to the third floor which was, as Sakura found out during the course of their arcade trip, a big penthouse of sorts where all three kings stayed. “Hey Mikoto!” the kunoichi heard the green-eyed man yell from the third floor.
“What? Want to get your ass whooped again?” Sakura teased.
“Hmm, maybe, but in a different way,” Kyosuke retaliated, earning a blush from the brunette. She couldn’t deny that the man was simply too good-looking not to have some sort of attraction to. “Anyway, if Kai doesn’t ask you out any time soon, just tell me. I’d be happy to take you out.”
“Kyosuke!” the blue-eyed hunk beside Sakura growled.
The medical-nin couldn’t see the blond, but she heard a loud guffaw and accelerated steps to the dwelling upstairs. ‘Really, these guys!’ she thought, shaking her head. She turned around and began to tread the path she took earlier to Kyoko’s suite. As she rounded the corner, she became aware that Kai was still tagging along. She paused for a moment and asked, “Yes?”
“Nothing,” the handsome man was quick to reply, “I just, er, wanted to see this friend of yours. Yeah, that’s it.”
Not sensing any harm to come from this encounter, as Kai and Kiba would meet eventually when the latter would become “king,” she beckoned him to follow. The pair traversed the corridor in silence, though Sakura sensed that the ebony-haired man was constantly sneaking glances at her and occasionally blushing. She found his actions infinitely juvenile, yet undeniably adorable, considering they were being done by a man so… manly. ‘I think he really does like you,’ Inner Sakura supplied in a teasing, young schoolgirl voice. The medical-nin rolled her eyes and mentally berated her imaginary self.
The brunette was first to arrive at the door. She heard no sounds coming from inside the room.
Sakura was delighted by the implications of this silence. Kiba was rather vocal during sex, with his grunts, groans, moans and roars. Also, knowing the dog-nin’s god-like prowess, both anatomically and skills-wise, any woman he was having sex with should be screaming at the top of her lungs in rapture. ‘Maybe the old fart had a heart attack just as she saw his cock or perhaps fell asleep while she was undressing,’ she added, mentally cackling like a hag, true to Sai’s old nickname for her. Sakura was about to knock when Kai signalled her to stop. She raised a brow in askance. He wordlessly pointed to an intercom device just to the right of the door. Shrugging, the medical-nin pressed the button and heard a ringing sound on her end of the device but heard none coming from inside. She frowned.
The room was soundproof. ‘Which means that…’
The brown-haired beauty’s suspicions were proven true when someone picked up the receiver on the other side. “Oh! Y-yes? Wha— Ah! Who is it?” Kyoko spoke in between pants and squeals of delight. Sakura could hear Kiba’s grunts in the background, admixed with the suggestive sound of skin slapping skin, the frequency of its occurrence indicating that the well-endowed dog-nin was currently pounding into the woman with reckless abandon.
Sakura’s face was unreadable. She attempted to speak into the device a couple of times, only to find herself at a loss for words as the sounds of passion continued booming from the other end.
Kai took it upon himself to speak for the apparently stunned brunette. “Kyoko-san, it’s Kai. Your, uh, guest…” he said, stealing occasional glances at the woman beside him.
“Oh! We’re, uh, coming!” the female voice said. The double-meaning of the statement almost drew a dry laugh from Sakura. “Oh! So big! Ah! So thick! Kami! I’m… I’m…” Kyoko screeched.
“Ah! Your pussy is fantastic! Kami! This is the best fuck I’ve ever had! I’m, ah, I’m gonna blow my load! I… I can’t hold it!”
Sakura felt her breathing halt.
“I’m gonna cum!” Kiba exclaimed. “Ah! Here it comes!”
Kai’s hand shot up to press the button a tad bit too late as Sakura heard the start of Kiba’s howl of ecstasy. The kunoichi’s insides were roiling in a maelstrom of emotions, yet none of them showed on her face. She just stood there staring blankly at the door, looking pathetically dumb as she waited for it to open.
Despite her unreadable expression, the blue-eyed man was able to deduce everything. He was actually quite smart, though this particular scenario didn’t take much brain power to figure out. The relationship this woman had with the man on the other side of the door was obvious, and her emotions were known to him, despite the vacant expression on her face. He knew that the words hurt her severely.
It infuriated him. He felt his own emotions for the girl swell, no matter how new they may be. His fists balled. He’d meet this guy, and if he found her unfit for the girl, he’d stake his claim.

Author's Notes: And so, the other players make their entrance. I decided to post several parts that occur in about the same time period so I don't keep the readers hanging too much. Sorry the update's a little late. Don't worry about me suddenly disappearing and letting this piece float unfinished, though. The fic's actually done. I've felt the frustration of following an online fic and then having the author suddenly stop writing and updating. I don't want my readers to experience that.
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