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Chapter 5: A Taste of What’s to Come



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Naruto was indulging in something that he rarely did if ever. It was oddly therapeutic, he mused absently as he apparently tried to rip out chunks of his hair.



Naruto was panicking. As in two steps from ‘breaking down into a gibbering mess’ kind of panic. He had practiced and practiced for months and months but he still couldn’t do the Kami forsaken Clone technique. With the graduation exam looming over the horizon with only four months before its arrival, Naruto’s calm had gone straight out the window.



Normally Naruto was fairly content to take things as they came, because while it may take a lot of work he usually managed to pull through. He was done waiting though. He had just tried to get his jiji to give him a pass, asking him if there was some alternate technique he could use. Hell he knew some kid in the year above him had managed to get given a pass despite his total inability to do Ninjutsu. Naruto was only incapable of doing one of the exam techniques and it was the most useless one as well! Why couldn’t jiji just let him pass too?! He didn’t realise he had just voiced all of these thoughts.



Sarutobi stared at the boy trying to make wearing a wig necessary before he was even thirty. Sighing the old man began. “The reason that Lee-kun was allowed to pass despite his inability to externalise his chakra – use it outside his body,” he clarified at the blank look on his surrogate grandson’s face, “is because a Jounin I trust implicitly was willing to vouch for Lee-kun’s exceptional ability in Taijutsu. That and his difficulties with chakra come from a medical condition Naruto-kun – something he couldn’t help – whereas your trouble stems from poor control. It would be unfair to pass you when your problem can be dealt with hm?”



As his jiji’s explanation went on, Naruto felt the righteous indignation he’d been feeling slip away to be replaced by a vague feeling of shame. He knew it wouldn’t be fair but he didn’t want to fail again…



Seeing the despondent look on his grandsons face, Sarutobi threw him a bone. “Well Naruto-kun, have you tried meditation?”



Naruto felt his face twist into an expression of disgust. “But that’s so boring!”



Sarutobi sighed yet again. He seemed to be doing that far too often these days. “It’s a tried and true method of calming one’s chakra making it easier to control. Besides,” Sarutobi frowned, “You’re fourteen years old Naruto-kun. You have to realise that there are many things in life we must do despite our dislike of it – this is doubly true for shinobi.”



Naruto’s face settled into a pout, making him look somewhat feminine with his surprisingly delicate features. “Fine! I’ll do it jiji, but I really don’t think it will help. I never was able to enter this ‘trance’ thing Iruka-sensei was always talking about…” he finished with a grumble.



‘Probably because you’re too hyperactive my boy,’ thought Sarutobi with a sweatdrop sliding down the back of his head. “Why don’t you get Mebuki-san to help you Naruto? You always seem to understand her explanations better.”



Naruto seemed to brighten up in excitement from Sarutobi’s suggestion. “Yeah! Mebuki-sensei’s the best at explaining things! I don’t get why they don’t have her teaching in the Academy instead of Mizuki-teme!”



‘Perhaps it may be worthwhile to ask Mebuki-san to return to the Academy as a teacher,’ mused Sarutobi. After all if she can help out Naruto, maybe she can do the same for Konohomaru! Honestly he loved his grandson but he was somewhat...dense at times, mimicking Naruto without ever having met him.



It was both oddly heartening and the source of many headaches.



“Well then lad, I suppose you’d best go and ask her if she would be willing to help you.” He said smiling around the pipe in his mouth genially.



“See you later, jiji!” hollered Naruto as he ran from the room.



Sarutobi’s eyes gained the flames of resolve. If this woman could instil such a desire to learn in Naruto, she could damn well do the same for Konohomaru! About to finish his fourth year, he had already sent a boat load of extra paperwork his way! If he convinced Mebuki to take up a teaching post again, his paperwork might actually start to become less instead of more!



The ANBU hidden in the corners of the room all began to sweat nervously as the old, and apparently senile old man began to laugh evilly…before nearly choking on his pipe. Why was it the more powerful a person was in Konoha, the weirder they seemed to get?



“Tori, it’s your turn,” sighed a wolf masked ANBU, watching with mild exasperation as the bird masked shinobi slated to be promoted to Captain began to nervously approach the Sandaime to inquire after his health. At least the Sandaime wasn’t like Minato-sensei, who had spent his first month in that office plotting to murder his secretaries. And people wondered why he didn’t want the position of Hokage despite all of the prestige…



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Haruno Sakura was currently sat in the kitchen of her home, a history textbook cracked open in front of her, which she was dutifully taking down notes from. At fourteen years old she had started to leave the gawky beginnings of puberty behind, her figure starting to fill out to match her increased height. She was especially proud of her legs, long as they were often drawing an appreciative look from passing males.



She didn’t even bother to look up when a yellow blur shot past the open door of the kitchen toward the stairs. “Hey Naruto.” She said simply turning the page of her book. “Mama’s not here at the moment but she’ll be back soon.” She never would’ve thought that Naruto randomly invading her home would’ve become so common that it didn’t even bother her anymore.



However if he’d done it two years ago when he had started to ask her out on dates, she likely would have punched him through the roof. She remembered complaining about his unwanted persistence to her mother, making the older woman promise she would have a word with him when she next went over for one of their lessons.



She had not expected for her mother to come home the following day with a look of amusement on her face.



“He was just asking if you wanted to hang out with him.” She had explained. “He only ever saw guys and girls hanging out when they were on a date together and didn’t know just what a date was.”



And contrary to what everyone seemed to think, when Naruto had approached her the next day to ask her to be his friend it had not done anything to her ego. He was hardly the only guy to ask her out, just the most persistent. Still she had smiled and said yes to his request, if only to stop him from potentially badgering her to be his friend instead of his girlfriend.



Hearing the wail of despair emanating from the landing at the top of her stairs, Sakura smiled. She was glad that she said yes to his offer of friendship two years ago now. Now that he didn’t nag her incessantly, she had discovered that Naruto was actually something of a sweetheart. That combined with his delicate features, cheerful nature and (inner Sakura giggled perversely) hot body, any girl that got his attention would be very lucky. Not as lucky as she would be when she got Sasuke-kun, but pretty darn lucky all the same.



‘Of course if Mama would just share her secrets with her only daughter, Sasuke-kun would be mine already,’ Sakura thought sourly. Her mother had started to use a new cream of some kind, or possibly some kind of Ninjutsu to make her skin look absolutely gorgeous. The wrinkles that had started to appear around her eyes were practically gone, and her skin had a particularly healthy glow to it. Of course what Sakura didn’t know was that Mebuki had taken to having Naruto blow his load over various parts of her body, from her face right down to her feet.



When she had asked, her Mother had simply winked at her and said, “A woman’s got to keep some secrets Sakura-chan!” And then had the nerve to giggle at her pouting.



Sakura was pulled out of her musings when a chair on the other side of the table was suddenly occupied by a despondent looking blonde. Said blonde had also begun to abuse the table top with his cranium, making an oddly impressive THUNK! noise with each hit.



Staring mournfully at her book Sakura decided to be a good friend and asked Naruto what was wrong.



What she got was a direct blast of sorrowful, pure blue eyes. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?! I suck at the Clone technique, that’s what’s wrong!” he moaned piteously.



“Have you been practicing your hand seals?”



“Yup.”



“Chakra theory and channelling?”



“Yes.”



“Chakra control exercises?”



She got an affronted look for that one.



“About the only other thing I can think of is have you tried to meditate?”



Naruto’s head flopped back down onto the table top with another solid THUNK! “That’s exactly what Hokage-jiji said as well.” He looked up at her again. “But I suck at meditation! I don’t get how you can all sit so still!”



Sakura’s lips already smiling, twitched slightly at his plaintive complaining. “It’s quite easy for the rest of us, because we’re all tired from spars and welcome sitting still for a while. You on the other are usually still more energetic than a kid on a sugar-rush and fidget like one too.”



Naruto sneered at her playfully. “You’re all just jealous that ya can’t keep going like I can.”



Inner Sakura giggled. “Oooh I don’t know. I think if it were with you I could keep going all night long.”



Sakura blushed at her Inners perverted musings. She liked Sasuke-kun dammit!



Naruto waved his hand in front of Sakura’s face, wondering why her eyes had gone blank and her face had gone so red. She didn’t have a fever did she?



Snapping back to the conscious world after thoroughly shouting at her Inner for trying to put ideas in her head, Sakura smiled reassuringly at the worried blonde. “I’m fine. A thought snuck up on me is all. Well like I said Mama will be back soon, so if you want I could help you catch up on your history while we wait?”



Naruto shot the pink haired girl a look of thankfulness. While he wasn’t the dobe anymore, he still wasn’t what one could call smart when it came to book learning. Thankfully, much like her mother, Sakura seemed to gain a lot of patience when it came to trying to teach others.



Moving around the table Naruto sat beside the teenage daughter of his Sensei and made sure to pay attention as she began.



“Konohagakure was originally founded by the Senju and Uchiha clans, who put aside, a decades spanning feud in order to begin the first Hidden Village…”



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Mebuki walked up to the front door of her home and fumbled with the door handle slightly, before letting herself in. Her arms were filled with groceries, several bags actually looking ready to overflow, but there had been a couple of deals going on that would save them some money in the long run so she had stocked up.



Entering the kitchen, Mebuki felt another set of arms relieve her of several bags and was somewhat surprised to see who it was.



“Naruto-kun? What are you doing here?” she asked in confusion. They had a lesson the day before and weren’t set to meet again until tomorrow.



“He needs some help with the Clone technique Mama,” said Sakura as she started to take items out of the bags now on the kitchen counter to put them away. “About the only thing we can think of is for Naruto to try meditating to calm his chakra. However,” Sakura shot a fondly exasperated look at the blonde boy. “Blondie here has enough energy to supply most of Konoha, so he has trouble sitting still long enough to actually do it.”



“Blondie? Really?” muttered an unimpressed Naruto beneath his breath.



Mebuki smiled warmly at her child and her student. “I suppose I could try to figure something out for you Naruto.”



“Good luck Mama,” snorted Sakura softly, sitting back down in front of her book and starting to read again. “I can’t think of anything that can get Naruto to stay still…”



‘You’d be surprised,’ mused Mebuki with a wicked glint in her eyes. Taking hold of the standing boy’s arm, Mebuki began to drag him towards the stairs. “We’ll be in mine and your father’s bedroom, Sakura! We’re going to need some quiet for what I’ve got in mind.”



Sakura waved her hand at them, already reabsorbed in her studying. If she’d been paying attention she would have remembered that the fuuinjutsu in her parent’s room stopped noise going out, not in…



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Surprisingly, Mebuki actually did attempt to help Naruto with his Clone troubles rather than anything…fun.



She waved her hand through his latest attempt, making a face at the oddly thin jelly like feeling of the illusionary technique. Okay, she could see why he felt this couldn’t wait an extra day because it really couldn’t. She shouldn’t be able to feel anything when she moved her arm through the Clone. And it shouldn’t look like a walking splat of colours.



Naruto stood beside her silently feeling naught but frustration when he looked at the amorphous blob before them. Seeing this Mebuki frowned. “Getting angry won’t help with this Naruto-kun. It will just make things harder for you.”



Naruto sighed dejectedly at the point his Sensei had just made, but still felt the irritation cling to his mind. It was depressing for him to stare at yet another failed attempt, because in the end this was actually far better than his original attempts at the Clone technique. When he’d first started out they hadn’t even been upright or even have any colour besides blue to them. That and they had also been more alike to sludge puddles on the floor. Iruka-sensei had been baffled when he’d seen this, and even more so when he realised when it actually stained the floor in the classroom. The janitors had not been pleased.



“I suppose there’s nothing else to try Naruto.” Mebuki sighed when she realised that her words hadn’t taken the tenseness out of her student’s features. “You’re going to have to learn how to meditate properly.”



All of the colour seemed to drain out of Naruto’s face when he realised there was no escaping it. Hours upon hours of sitting still and doing absolutely nothing in complete silence? If there was a hell and Naruto ended up there, then he was sure that would be what awaited him to drive his immortal soul insane. That and demon teme’s eating the mighty Ramen in front of him and refusing to share.



Truly he could imagine no greater suffering.



Staring at the odd rictus of horror and fear that had twisted Naruto’s face, Mebuki felt a sweatdrop slide down the back of her head. “Just sit on the bed and do what I do ok?” Climbing onto the bed, Mebuki arranged her legs so that they were crossed and cupped her hands before raising them to her abdomen. Watching Naruto mimic her actions Mebuki smiled when she saw him settle into the same position.



“Now all you have to do is let your chakra circulate through your body ok? No interference of any kind. And then we just close our eyes and empty our minds.”



Naruto cracked an eye open at her. “How do you empty your mind Sensei? Iruka-sensei never explained.”



“First it would help if you actually closed your eyes Naruto.” Mebuki said deadpan. Sheepishly the blonde did so. “Instead of trying to stop yourself from thinking of anything, try to focus on one thing in particular ok? Like your chakra or the wind or whatever strikes you.”



Naruto nodded his head in comprehension and began to breathe deeply and slowly. He could feel his chakra slowing down in some places, but whenever it crossed his abdomen it was like it had taken a shot of espresso. He assumed it was because the Gate of Limit and the Gate of View were located there, expelling fresh chakra into his system. The further it was from his stomach, the calmer his chakra became but it was still pretty rapid despite the distance. If others chakra was like a well-trained dog, then Naruto’s was like an overly excited puppy jumping around for attention.



He was trying his best he really was, but the urge to move, to speak, to do something was slowly driving him insane. Before long Naruto was squirming where he was sat longing to get up and run around and just use up some of this damned energy bubbling away inside of him. This was one of the main reasons that he had so much trouble with the Academy. He just couldn’t sit still without the threat of impending doom as he’d learned with Anko-sama.



Mebuki sighed. “If what you’re thinking about now isn’t helping try to think of something else.”



Hearing her voice, Naruto’s thoughts began to stray in a direction that would not be helpful to meditation. He couldn’t help but notice that with each inhale he caught a whiff of her scent, the slight smell of honeysuckle giving it sweetness. He couldn’t help but feel the slight warmth spreading from her to him across the small gap between them. He couldn’t help but remember how it had felt when she had ridden his face to orgasm all while working his cock with her hand the night before. He couldn’t help but think of how utterly amazing she had looked to him when he’d released on her face.



He began to squirm in place in front of his Sensei trying desperately to send his thoughts elsewhere, sure that his Sensei would be disappointed in him if he waivered so easily.



Unknown to Naruto, Mebuki was peering at him from a crack in her eyelids far more subtly than he had earlier. A smile of amusement had stretched across her face the moment he began to squirm and a tent appeared in his pants. She had a feeling that she knew what he was thinking about, that being the night before. Ever since she had discovered her toys…healing abilities she had put them to good use. There wasn’t a place on her body where she hadn’t had him finish on, making her feel like a dirty slut at first. Though that feeling soon faded when she got numerous questions on how she got her skin looking so great.



Feeling naughty Mebuki opened her eyes and stared at Naruto with exasperation. “You’re going to be squirming all day until we find a way to drain your energy, aren’t you?”



Feeling ashamed that he had already failed to meditate, Naruto’s head sunk to his chest.



“Sit at the edge of the bed Naruto-kun.” Said Mebuki while she herself slipped off. “I have an idea.”



Naruto curiously did as she told him to, planting his feet on the ground in front of him. He stared silently when his Sensei moved between his legs and sank to her knees in front of him. He felt eagerness spark up his spine, knowing that when she did this good things were coming.



Smiling up at Naruto briefly, Mebuki began to tug at his pants and boxers, pulling them down to his ankles when he lifted his hips for her. She loved how eager Naruto’s cock was, bobbing in the cold air of the room. Wrapping her fingers around the shaft Mebuki marvelled at how much he’d grown in two years. At just below six inches Naruto would probably be considered a freak of nature for his age.



Leaning her mouth over the head of Naruto’s cock she dribbled a small amount of spit onto it, and began to work her hands up and down the now lubricated shaft, occasionally thumbing the head softly. She worked her other hand past the hem of her pink pants and into her panties and began to lazily rub away at her moist sex. Looking at the angry head of Naruto’s cock, she smiled when she saw small beads of pre cum start to appear before she contemplated introducing something new.



Looking up at Naruto’s face which was currently twitching with ever up and down stroke of her hand, she decided that he’d been a good little toy and deserved something to help calm him down. Smiling she leaned her head closer to Naruto’s crotch before teasingly rubbing the tip of his cock against her lips.



Opening his eyes when he felt the alien sensation of lips against his cock, Naruto opened his mouth to ask when he choked on his own breath. He had just felt something hot, wet and warm lap against the opening of cock and it had felt fantastic. Looking down Naruto was mesmerised as he watched the small pink tongue of his Sensei lick him. He almost collapsed backwards onto the bed when she opened her mouth and took his head in past her lips for the first time.



Mebuki sucked lightly on the purple head, smiling internally when she heard him gasp out “Mebuki-sama,” with reverence in his voice. She would have laughed teasingly when she felt him whimper with each movement of her tongue against him but her mouth was a little full.



She slid her hand up and down the shaft, jerking the length not inside her mouth, before slowly, oh so slowly, sliding her lips down past the head and about half-way down the shaft.



Naruto was in heaven. He had wondered idly to himself what it would feel like if his Sensei were to do this to him, but had been sure he didn’t deserve it. He would remember that his wonderings had come nowhere near to the perfect, moist cavern that was his Sensei’s mouth.



Satisfied with what she had in her mouth for the moment, Mebuki began to slowly bob her head up and down in Naruto’s lap, every now and then making obscene slurping noises with each progressively harder suck. Moving her hand from around his cock, Mebuki cupped his balls and began to roll her wrist.



Panting harshly Naruto soon whispered hoarsely, “S-sensei…I’m about to cum-ttebayo!” To his surprise she didn’t stop and simply began to bob her head faster.



Moving her hand from Naruto’s balls, Mebuki pre-emptively pressed down against his thigh when she felt Naruto begin to twitch in her mouth. Feeling the first burst enter her mouth, she was surprised at the strange tingle it left on her taste buds. Swallowing quickly, Mebuki pulled him out of her mouth and stroked him furiously, smiling as she felt his seed fall on her face.



Naruto stared down at his Sensei his breathing ragged and stared entranced as she collected the seed on her face with her fingers and lick it off. Feeling lethargic Naruto almost completely missed the fact Mebuki was speaking at all.



“Huh?” said Naruto blinking dumbly.



Rolling her eyes Mebuki repeated herself. “Try doing the Clone technique now Naruto.”



Doing as she asked Naruto was shocked when nearly 12 clones appeared in the room, some overlapping each other but largely looking human.



Mebuki smiled. “It looks like you’re freaking out over it, made the technique fail because you expected it to fail.” Mebuki looked at Naruto encouragingly. “You just needed to relax to get it to work properly.”



Naruto stared at her with awe, before he started to twiddle his fingers nervously. “Um…Sensei, do ya think you could do what you just did the morning of the exam? Just to be sure?”



Mebuki smiled amusedly. It was odd being asked to give a man a blowjob beyond the purpose of giving him a blowjob. Assuming a put upon air Mebuki sighed “I suppose,” before smiling at the boy to show it was no real trouble.



Turning to walk across the hall to wash her face of the lingering stickiness Mebuki caught sight of herself in her mirror and frowned. “Dammit you got some in my hair!”



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Kizashi smiled at his daughter studying at the table, before turning to his wife when she entered the room after escorting Naruto to the door. He was glad that Naruto felt so comfortable with his family.



Smiling gently at his wife, Kizashi leaned down and kissed her on the lips before frowning at the salty taste.



Mebuki quickly explained. “I stopped for Ramen when I was out and got waylaid by Sakura and Naruto before I could get a drink.”



Mebuki smiled when Kizashi accepted her explanation, walking to the sink to get a glass of water. She had just kissed her husband with the taste of another man on her lips, and he had no clue. If Naruto managed to pass his graduation she might let him go further than they had today.



A/N: Ok I’ve got to say the Mebuki/Naruto chapters come easily to me for some reason.