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11 Months later...

Rubel let out a deep sigh as he got off the boat. That was one hell of a long trip, but now, he was here. The gaunt man took in his surroundings. They had landed in what appeared to be a port town to the south east of this continent.

The buildings were a little foreign, but had that familiarity to them. He could see a few made from brick and concrete on solid land rather on the wooden port. Not to mention the civilians here were dressed differently too.

Oddly, there were a lot of kids with whisker marks. Perhaps that was a common trait around these parts?

They were all dressed in several clothes he’d never seen before. And quite a few were armed, and in armour of some kind that was foreign, as well. The man in black adjusted his hat, he hoped the locals here spoke the same language as he and his… cohorts.

Flanking Rubel was a small entourage of masked men in black. They were all garbed in identical attire and eyeballed the people of this strange, new land warily. “Where to?” one of them asked.

“We head inland, someone here is bound to know the Ladykiller and point us in the right direction.” Rubel answered.

With that, the men set off to find someone who looked like an authority figure. Surely, that would be a good place to start.

The man looked around from behind his sunglasses, eyeballing several warrior-looking men and women with steel-plated headbands roaming about. Upon these plates were a symbol that resembled an ink blob or something of the like etched into them. A dark-skinned woman with red hair and a thin, single-edged sword eyeballed him back suspiciously. She frowned when he gave her a polite smile, clearly not trusting him. Rubel shrugged, before carrying on. No need to accidentally piss off the locals, so he opted to leave her well enough alone.

As Rubel walked away with his contingent of guards, Karui kept her eyes on him. When she saw him ask a passer by for directions, she frowned, seeing that he was directed to town hall. Apparently, shadowing him was a damn good idea.

“Samui, Omoi,’ she whispered into her intercom, “we’ve got a JDLR at the docks. Five white men in black. One’s wearing sunglasses and a fedora, the others are masked. Their heading towards town hall.”

JDLR, shortened for ‘Just Doesn’t Look Right’, was code in Kumo for suspicious looking people or activities. And the men Karui pointed out to Samui and Omoi fit that code to a T.

Samui, a big breasted blonde with a bob-cut and cold, piercing blue eyes immediately sought out the men Karui described. She found them walking down the street towards the town hall. The two young women and young man shadowed after them. If they were here to cause problems, or were hired by Konoha… they would be dealt with. Non-lethally of course; they didn’t want to cause a political shitstorm so soon after the war.

They were still recovering from their losses after all. Thankfully, their sensei had convinced Matatabi the two-tailed flaming cat to hang out around their village and help them out if they needed it. She was surprisingly polite, despite the mistreatment and imprisonment she had endured since the formation of the Hidden Villages.

A few minutes later, the mayor of Nami no Kuni, Tazuna was surprised and a bit unnerved by the small team of black-clad men walking into his office.

When the man in the fedora came to a stop in front of his desk, the part-time bridge builder reigned in his nerves and polite asked. “May I help you?”

“Ah, yes,” Rubel began. “We hail from a continent far away and have… a problem on our hands. A big one, in fact. Would you happen to know where I can hire some help with that?”

Tazuna stared at him for a moment, before answering with a sigh. “...I do know, yes; but I’m not sure they’re going to be able to help you with your ‘problem’. Not right away, at least.”

“Oh?”

“There was a massive war between the Hidden Villages and a shadowy organization named… Akatsy? Something like that, two years ago. It left them low on manpower, so I don’t know whether or not they have someone to spare for such a long trip. The closest one to us though, is the Village Hidden by Leaves, or Konoha as it’s more commonly known.”

“I see.” Rubel mused. “Where can I find this Konoha?”

“Cross the Great Naruto Bridge to get to the mainland and head down the western road. Can’t miss it, though you’ll be traveling for a few days on foot.”

Rubel cocked his head at the name. “Naruto… I seem to recall hearing that name before. Is it a common one?”

Tazuna shrugged. “It will be in a generation or two, I hear. Naruto Uzumaki is a hero to everyone here, he was part of a team that liberated our town from a tyrant and inspired us all to rise up against our oppressors, that bridge is named after him. He almost single handedly stopped that war I mentioned earlier. And he managed to befriend all Nine Tailed Beasts. Never could help but wonder why he left, though. He’s well liked by everyone I know of. Even the Hidden Villages think highly of him.”

Rubel mentally cursed at that; at least it’s a certainty that their problem originally came from here. That’s good news at least. Bad news, everyone thinks highly of him so the chances of hiring someone to remove their annoyance is low. Still, someone that famous was bound to have enemies. Maybe they’d be fortunate enough to find one? Although he was curious as to what these… ‘Tailed Beasts’ are; are they their version of voracious eaters? Yomas? And the Ladykiller befriended them as well?

“By any chance, you wouldn’t happen to know where he’s from? I’m so dreadfully curious.”

Tazuna certainly didn’t see any harm in answering. “Of course, he’s from Konoha.”

Rubel hummed thoughtfully and then gave the man a polite nod. “I thank you for the information.”

“You’re welcome. And if you’re lucky you might see one of the Tailed Beasts when you’re crossing the Great Naruto Bridge. Isobu and Chomei like to hang around here this time of year. Do try to be polite, though, the three-tailed one, Isobu, has little patience for rude people.”

Again, Rubel couldn’t help his curiosity. “Forgive my rudeness, but, you make them sound as if they’re capable of understanding us.”

Tazuna chuckled. “Yeah, you’re definitely not from around here. Now that I think about it, they don’t look like they would, but they can. In fact, they’re smarter than most people. If the rumours about them being over a thousand years old has any merit, that is.”

Rubel gave another polite nod and said, “again, I thank you for the information. Please do have a nice day.”

“You’re welcome. And have a safe journey.”

With that respectable dismissal, Rubel and his entourage left the office and building in an orderly fashion. As they headed to the Great Naruto Bridge they never noticed they were being shadowed by the team from Kumo; they came to a stop when they moved across the mile long bridge.

“...Should we follow?” Karui asked.

Samui shook her head. “No. We have our orders to stay here and make sure no one from Konoha kidnaps Naruto’s children.”

Karui sighed, muttering to herself, “lucky bastard. How does one man have so many kids?”

Omoi snorted. “He has shadow clones. I wouldn’t be surprised if he used them to help him out. And if he gets clones to help out... then he could get more children, and if he could get more children he could have enough people to recreate the Uzumaki Clan... and if he gets the Uzumaki Clan revived, would he strike back against us because we were one of the three Hidden Villages that almost wiped them off the face of the plan- Ow!”

His tangent was cut short by a swift whack to the back of the head, courtesy of his sister. “Omoi, you’re ranting again…”

Meanwhile, back on the bridge, Rubel found himself unnerved by the giant, spiky, three-tailed turtle-thing swimming by just under the crossway. His escort were feeling the same; they were completely unnerved when the water beneath the bridge rose up to reveal the giant turtle.

“I take it you’re, Isobu?”

There was a loud snorting sound from the turtle, and it took a moment for them to realise it was chuckling. “A foreigner who knows my name? Strange. Very strange. Unless Tazuna told you it.”

“Tazuna?” Rubel questioned. “The mayor of this town, I take it. Forgive me, but I never asked his name.”

“Yes. That is he. Tazuna, the Mayor of Wave Country. Now, I have a question for you if you will indulge me.”

Rubel smiled politely. “Fire away, I don’t mind.”

Suddenly, the turtle shifted around and rose up on the surface, looking directly at the foreigners with a single, dangerously narrowed eye. And as he said, “What are your intentions towards Naruto?” the politeness in Isobu’s voice was still there, but he had a tone of absolute seriousness to show he was not messing around.

Without missing a beat, Rubel smiled and asked, “who?”

If nothing else, Isobu had to credit him for having one hell of a poker face. “You don’t fool me human, I gave Naruto my yoki two years ago - I can ‘look’ in and check on him anytime I want, and I heard you talking to him one year ago.” Isobu swam closer until he was close enough to the edge. “Now, human, what. Are. Your. Intentions towards him?”

Rubel smiled politely as he slowly backed away from the edge of the bridge, “I assure you, I have no ill intent towards Naruto.”

Isobu gave the man and his escort a hard and tense stare. “...I may not have Kurama’s ability to sense negative emotions, but I will warn you: if you dare hurt my friend, I and the others will know… And we will come for you.”

And with that ominous warning, Isobu sank down into the ocean.

Rubel frowned at the threat. And if what it said about being able to ‘check in’ has any merit, they’re going to have to be a lot more careful when it comes to dealing with the Ladykiller. Nevertheless, he adjusted his fedora and continued on his way with his escorts following.

----

Meanwhile, back with Naruto, he couldn’t keep the prideful smile off his face as Cynthia giggled, playing with her twin girls. He couldn’t help but wince when he recalled their conception, though. Upon realizing that he’d impregnated Miria, Tabitha, Zelda, Flora, Alicia, and Beth in addition to Clare, Jean, Riful, and not her, Cynthia trapped him in his room with a sickly-sweet grin for five damn days! Were it not for Kurama, he would have literally been fucked to death!

What a way it would have been to go out, though...

He chuckled to himself, before eyeballing the other women. Off to the side Zelda and Tabitha were holding their sons in their arms, soothingly humming into their ear as they slept.

Miria and Flora had daughters, who were fast asleep soundlessly in their cribs. Riful’s daughter, was fast asleep in her crib too, as the Abyssal loli looked down at the brat and giggled. She was so damn proud of having Naruto’s baby.

Needless to say, the other women tried not to think about all the dead bandits and criminals her appetite had consequently left in its wake.

Alicia and Beth, had a son and daughter respectively, and they were almost fundamentally different than they were a year ago, upon their fateful encounter with Naruto. They were smiling a lot more now and had an understanding on some of their emotions. The mood swings they had at first left them so horribly confused, but with Naruto by their side they managed. They still kept up the emotionless facade though, which they only dropped when around Naruto himself and their children.

Clare had a daughter she named after her adoptive mum, Teresa. The girl somehow ended up being a spitting image of the woman, too. He had to ask Clare at one point if the baby was actually Teresa herself - she wasn’t, Clare could still feel the woman’s presence inside of her. Apparently, Teresa’s flesh and blood being implanted into Clare had an interesting side-effect?

That aside, a once again pregnant Jean Uzumaki had a giant grin on her face as she sat in a corner and nursed little William. She was so immeasurably proud to have born Naruto a son, and such a healthy one at that!

With a smile Naruto left the nursery; they didn’t even know he was there, watching them from the doorway. Before he did, though, he couldn’t help but eyeball the three empty cribs. He couldn’t wait for his expectant women to finally come to term. Veronica, in particular, should be due any day, now.

After that, he left.

A few minutes later, Naruto emerged from the keep of Riful’s castle, wandering on the ramparts and lost in thought as he wondered what to do next. Originally, he’d come here to seek powerful, relatively unknown allies that he could use to take his literal lifetime of frustrations out on those who’d wronged him.

But now… he was having second thoughts. These girls are doing him some good, he found someone - several someones, in fact - to love again and his anger had been vented since he got new lovers, who loved him for him and not because of his reputation or power… maybe more on the latter, but they still loved him for him.

So… what now? Should he just stay here and rebuild his clan? What of his friends and family back home? Should he go back for their sakes?

If so, what of his girls, here? Would it be right to just uproot them and bring his wives to a continent they’d never even known existed before he plopped on their shores? He didn’t know what to do… maybe asking for their opinion would help him think? Get some outside perspective.

Likely having sensed his troubled thoughts, Galatea waddled on up behind him. She was about six months in, and damn was this kid hard on her ankles… “Honey, what’s the matter?”

“Just lost in thought, dear.” Naruto sighed. “No, it’s not just that. I’m… having trouble with something.”

Galatea frowned, hugging him from behind. Naruto exhaled and leaned against her touch. “What is it you’re having trouble with? You can tell me.”

“A decision: when the Organization is taken down, should I stay here with you all… or go back home with you all coming with me? Would any of you even want to go to a continent you had no prior knowledge of existing, once this business with the Organization is over?”

His wife giggled. “I would love to. You have no idea how curious I am of your world. I’m sure many would feel the same.” Her smile faded as another thought came to mind. “Furthermore, we only have so many bandits and such on this continent, and we have no way of knowing if your awakened lovers are killing them off quicker than they are produced or not. On top of that, there’s no telling just yet if their offspring will share their eating habits.”

Naruto frowned, having forgotten about that. Perhaps heading back was the safer option after all. The Elemental Nations had a lot of bandits and… other missing-nin. Hell, if nothing else, he could look into seeing if Orochimaru could grow them some food in exchange for being allowed to keep his teeth? It was worth a try, if nothing else.

“That’s a good point… maybe going home after this is all over would be the best decision.” He put his hand on top of Galatea’s, “Thank you, for helping clear things up.”

His wife smiled brightly. “Think nothing of it, my love. I’m here for you whenever you need it, just as you are there for me.”

Naruto could help but smile back. He took a moment to overlook the castle he’d renovated. The massive structure was perched atop a hill, comprised of a keep sitting atop an elevated position surrounded by a retaining wall that kept the building well above its outer bailey. There was a bastion on every corner and a large ramp leading up to its entrance with three towers along the way - each one serving as a miniature gatehouse. Even then, the entrance in question was an iron grate leading directly to a spiralling staircase only wide enough to accommodate one person at a time. Maybe an adult and child standing side by side, but that was a stretch, depending on the kid’s age.

All of this was surrounded by the ramparts, which had all the bells and whistles of the age: extended, inward- and outward-facing battlements with arrow loops in the merlons and machicolations covered by trap doors for when they were not in use. Aside from a sally port in the form of an escape tunnel that lead to secret basement a nearby windmill, the only way in or out was through the barbican, which had every fortification it possibly could: a counterweight drawbridge, the same extended battlements as the ramparts, some additional arrow loops in the upper levels of its flanking towers, a reinforced gate with an inner and outer portcullis, and no less than five murder holes up top.

Needless to say, these bells and whistles required the barbican to be quite large, and the ramparts to be just as tall, as a result everything was well over ten stories in height and the castle’s outer wall was five meters thick.

Naruto chuckled tiredly. Learning how to rebuild this thing was a bitch and a half, but there was no way in hell the Organization was going to touch them from all the way up here, any time soon. It was tiring work to be sure, even and especially with an army of clones, but damn, he was proud of himself. “If all else fails,” he said, “I could set up a bigger version of that teleportation seal I use somewhere in this place and see if we can have this place serve as a backup shelter or just go back and forth between the two continents.”

Galatea’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Y-you can do that?!”

“I have no idea,” Naruto replied with a chuckle. “I have a seal that lets me get back to my homeland at any time I want. I can try and make another version of it to take everyone. It might not work but, it is worth a try.”

She married a madman, Galatea realized with an amused chortle of her own - an insane, glorious bastard, and she wouldn’t have him any other way. “Indeed it is.”

Naruto turned around and cupped Galatea’s cheek, giving her a loving kiss, before taking her by the hand and heading back to the keep.

“So, when are you going back to teaching us to use chakra again?” the woman asked as she was led into the keep.

Naruto chuckled as he put his arm around her waist. “Tomorrow, Galatea. I just don’t want to put too much strain on you or any of the others. I’ll start teaching you some more advanced training techniques that will increase your control once you have our child though.” then a thought came to him. “Say, Galatea, just how strong is the skin of an awakened being? Is steel able to pierce through their skin at all?”

“It depends. If they have armour-like plates on their body, like you saw with Alicia then it’s really hard for steel to break through. Regular yomas don’t have thick skin at all so a normal human can kill one if they’re lucky enough.”

And so Galatea began to tell Naruto some of the strengths and weaknesses of awakened beings.

“And Alicia’s skin looks like it’s made of metal,” Naruto thought in realization. “...I might be wrong about Chunins having an easier time than Genins fighting Alicia -- they are more likely to be killed by her than them defeating her.” he grinned widely. “That’s hot.”

----

One day later

For the Abyssal Ones, voracious eater and hybrids, unlocking their chakra was easy. But because of what they are, their chakra reserves were suppressed. Everyone had chakra, even them, but Naruto had to kick start it by sharing his own with them once again; and since they were so used to using yoki they had to change, to adapt.

It was an effort that took them several weeks - those who were pregnant were delayed by a few months - but they managed.

Now, like Naruto, they had two sources of energy to use. All the women needed was to learn how to manipulate their new energy source. They had a tougher time, because again, they were used to using yoki.

Luckily they had Naruto to teach them and now, all of them had a basic understanding of its mechanics. Those who were pregnant, like Galatea and Jean, had to sit it out or risk hurting their children. That didn’t mean they weren’t allowed to sit, watch and learn though. And he didn’t teach them any advanced techniques since they had to learn how to instinctively draw their chakra first; the ones who had the most trouble with this were Riful, Luciela and Ophelia; understandable since they’re awakened beings, but in the end they too managed to draw their chakra out as often as they used yoki.

In the barracks/armoury, stood Naruto in a large, empty room. The room had a seal matrix on the walls in preparation for what he was going to teach them next. He looked over his shoulder when his girls came in the room one by one. Veronica, Jean and Galatea, being pregnant separated from everyone else and watched the proceedings.

Helen looked at the walls in curiosity, as did Deneve, Flora and Clare. “So what are we doing today?” the former Number. 22 asked, crossing her arms under her bosom as she looked at him expectantly.

Naruto grinned broadly and said. “Today, we’re going to use one technique I think you’re all going to like. It’ll help you get more control over your chakra.” to show what he meant the blond walked to a wall, and to everyone’s stunned disbelief he put a foot up on the surface followed by the other and walked up on the wall until he was on the ceiling.

Excluding Alicia and Beth, everyone remembered seeing Naruto jumping on top of a tree branch to cut Jean down when she got herself caught in one of his snare traps. And he’s going to teach them how to do this?

Oh, fuck yes!

Naruto looked down/up at them and grinned as he put his hands in his tunic pockets. “This ladies, is a chakra exercise known as ‘Tree-Climbing’; but since we don’t have any trees here, we are going to have to use the walls.” he told them; and as he began to explain on how to achieve this result, Naruto walked back to the wall he walked up on and went back down until he was halfway. “To get this result: you have to focus a fixed amount of chakra to the bottom of your feet, and using that to climb a wall without using your hands. If the stream of chakra is too weak, you will lose your footing and fall off. Like this.”

To show what he meant, Naruto made the chakra flow to his feet weak enough to cause him to lose his footing and fall off. He flipped and landed on his feet however, and quickly walked back up the wall to show them another example.

“If it is too strong, you will be pushed away from the wall, causing the surface to break around the point of contact and again, you will fall. Like this.”

To give them the second example, Naruto put too much chakra in his feet and as a consequence he was pushed off the wall and to the floor as the surface around his feet broke. The seals glowed as the wall repaired itself.

“If you are able to do this, then you will be able to take a more advanced training method: water-walking. It’s exactly what it sounds like. Any questions?”

“Are you able to use this… exercise to stick to any surfaces?” Miria asked as she thought of the many benefits this training will give them.

“Not all of them. There’s Water-Walking, Tree-Walking, and I heard there is Sand-Walking; I never tried that one, but I think it follows the same fundamentals as Water-Walking. I never attempted Lava-Walking, or Fire-Walking for y’know, obvious reasons.”

Several women winced at that. Not one of them could blame him.

Truth be told, he wasn’t even sure there is a Fire-Walking exercise, the same went for Lava-Walking. He heard about something of the like in the latter's case being practiced in Iwa, but that could have easily just been a case of the village’s people trying to make themselves sound badass.

Naruto cleared his throat. “Anyway, even if you damage the walls, the seals I put on will automatically repair it. I recommend taking it one foot at a time though, that way you’ll be able to measure how much chakra you need to make sure you don’t get pushed off. Also, you might need to get used to the vertigo. The human body’s not exactly built to hang upside-down for long periods of time. Any other questions?”

“Are we allowed to ask for advice if we get stuck?” Yuma asked.

Naruto chuckled. “I wouldn’t be a very good teacher if I didn’t do that. I’ve only taught one other person, so I’m a little new to this. But, I promise to do my very best and explain, give advice, or a hands on example if any of you wish it.”

“Can we ‘fight’ again after we get this down?” Helen asked with eager anticipation.

Naruto shrugged. “If you’re up for it. This training exercise took me a full week, from morning to evening, to get down. And I was exhausted after each day. To be fair, though, my chakra control was complete shit, at the time. It didn’t help that Kurama being sealed inside me shot my chakra reserves above jonin level either, so I had a lot more trouble with it than I otherwise would have.” he rubbed his chin thoughtfully as the blond looked at the women one by one. “If I had to guess - anyone in the lower to single digits would have difficulty getting this down, while those in the higher digits would find this easy… then again, yoki’s harder to control than chakra, so, who knows? This could be a cakewalk for all of you.”

The women exchanged some looks here and there for a moment; then, they turned and walked to the walls of the barracks/armory and placed their right or left foot on the surface. Galatea and Jean watched as they tried to get their foot to stick to the wall. Those in the lower digits, like Yuma, Clare and Tabitha were having it easier than those in the higher and single digits, like Miria, Undine and Cynthia.

Nevertheless, they were learning and Naruto was expecting them to get it down by the end of the week. Miria is the type of person who would help her comrades and would not allow them to be left behind.

So he - to him at least - had a good reason to be so confident in their success.

----

Two days later

“...where is he?” Priscilla muttered to herself.

It’s been a little more than 11 months since her encounter with Naruto’s clone, and Priscilla could not get him out of her head. He was… interesting, though she knew not why. There was just something about the man that drew her towards him.

As she surveyed her surroundings, the spiky-haired brunette was garbed in a red, form-fitting leather dress, brown shoes and a long cloth cloak draped over her shoulders.

His scent was still strong, here… But he wasn’t here. Did he just leave recently? She walked up the path to a small ledge overlooking a waterfall. It was a rather scenic place. Quite pretty, really. She came to a stop before seven swords stuck into the ground like grave markers. The one in the middle had fresh roses placed upon it and there was some odd etchings on a stone placed in front of the sword and the area was well-maintained.

Then, she remembered the clone mentioning several of his lovers being in the area that Isley attacked. She frowned; was this the grave of his lover? Priscilla closed her eyes, then inhaled and exhaled; her eyes opened once more - his scent was especially strong here. She must have missed him by mere days.

“...dammit.” she cursed. Priscilla sighed; what to do, what to do?

----

Meanwhile, in Wave...

It’s been three days since those JDLR men arrived in Wave Country; three days since Isobu gave them that warning. And it’s been for three days that Team Samui were having a discussion on one subject: Naruto Uzumaki.

The three of them were walking to the local cemetery, mainly for privacy, but also to pay respect to the deceased.

“Omoi, you’re over thinking things again…” Karui growled in irritation.

“It’s not over thinking if the possibility, is there!” the lollipop addict shot back. He moved the lolli to the other cheek before saying, “What if those men were here because their ‘big problem’ is Naruto, and the man in the fedora wants hired help to kill him?”

“Fighting the Uzumaki would be not cool.” Samui said before Karui could reply. “He’s too strong for any one team, or several. And we’re still recovering from the Fourth Shinobi World War -- no one would want to commit in the search for him.”

“No one except Konoha,” Omoi pointed out. “They tried to have his chakra sealed away, because they thought he was getting too powerful. Someone there is an obvious threat to him. Why do you think he left?”

“It wasn’t just Konoha.” Samui corrected him, “The other Hidden Villages thought he was getting too powerful as well. However, those who thought so were far in between.”

“But those who thought so were powerful people.” Karui pointed out, “People who the Daimyos listen to. Hell, one of them was the Tsuchikage, himself! His granddaughter thought otherwise, but as long as Oonoki remains in power, he’s a potential threat.”

“I remember that,” Omoi mused. “But I thought Oonoki meant Naruto was too powerful and needed guidance, though? It certainly sounded like he did. And if I remember, wasn’t Naruto the main contender to becoming the next Hokage? He isn’t the smartest person; loyal to a fault, but outside of combat he can be really stupid. He would have had to need advisors, counsellors, and the like to help him, right?”

“He had Tsunade,” Samui pointed out. “And before she stepped down, she had her own to help her out, I hear. And there was Copycat Kakashi - the Sixth Hokage - and Shikamaru of the Nara Clan would have most likely been his advisor, as well.”

“True,” Karui concurred, “but, he can be really stupid inside of combat, too - from what I was told, his battle tactics tend to just be a mixture of Kage Bunshin, Taijutsu, and different variations of the Rasengan. The end result tends to be destructive on the environment.”

“To be fair,” Omoi countered, “it is effective. Simplicity’s not necessarily a sign of stupidity.”

“Effective sure, I’ll give you that. He did save our asses in the war using said tactics. But he’s too predictable.”

“Many people in Konoha, and the Kazekage himself would beg to differ.”

Samui blonde frowned. Her teammates were bringing up some damn good points about potential threats to Naruto’s wellbeing. For them to keep him from becoming Hokage, no less, would meant the people responsible would be powerful... and the most likely candidates for starting some kind of shitstorm in the near future.

“It’s a shame we can’t just ask him ourselves. It would make things a lot easier.” Omoi sighed.

“Ask me what?”

The entirety of Team Samui nearly jumped out of their skins when they heard a familiar blond speak. They turned on their heels and faced him, as Karui and Omoi looked to their team leader. Samui was shocked. Her chakra sensory told her this was actually him. How?!

“When did you come back?!” the blonde exclaimed.

“Just a few seconds ago actually.” Naruto answered with a sheepish chuckle. “I have a seal that let’s me come here anytime I want, so I can check on my kids. There’s also a border seal here as well.” he clasped his hands behind his back and gave them an expectant smile, “So, what’s this about you asking me something? Did something happen?”

The Kumo-nin all exchanged looks. “Nothing bad, yet,” Samui said. “Just something… suspicious.”

Naruto unclasped his hands and crossed his arms. “Define ‘suspicious’, please.”

“Five men in black landed in the port, three days ago,” Omoi said. “A man with a fedora said they were having a big problem and wanted to hire some help with it.”

“Bald, scrawny guy?” Naruto asked. “Big nose and sunglasses?” Their surprise was all the answer he needed. He sighed, “I see; can’t say I wasn’t expecting this… Where’s he headed?”

“To Konoha; you know this man?” Karui asked.

“I wouldn’t say that,” the blond replied with a slight scowl. “I briefly spoke to the man a year ago. He works for an Organization that’s similar to Akatsuki. Their ‘big problem’ he is looking to take care of is yours truely.”

All of Team Samui frowned at that, immediately put on high alert. “We’ll get Kumo to keep an eye on him and send word to Suna,” their leader said, crossing her arms under her generous bosom. “If he so much as twitches wrong, Ei-sama will have his head delivered to you on a silver platter.”

“It’ll help.” Naruto said, “Thanks. I’ll be dealing with this Organization for a while back where I’m at, so I’m going to be busy.”

“Does this Organization have a name?” Karui asked.

Naruto shook his head. “No. They’re very secretive; simply called ‘The Organization’.” he wiped his mouth as his lips settled into a serious frown. “They’re abducting orphans and homeless people to turn into human-eating demons, and use their flesh once they’re dead to create female warriors, that, I guess you could say are artificial half-demons? It’s weird and complicated.”

“Seriously?!” A horrified Omoi shouted.

Samui and Karui looked just as shocked and appalled.

“I honestly wish I was making this up.” Naruto growled, a fierce look on his face. “These women become the very demons they were created to fight if they’re not careful. The demons they have created are basically serving as a source of revenue as well as fodder to create these warriors for some kind of sick experiment to create a ‘perfect weapon’ - hence the fact that I’m trying to take them out.”

“And the men in black are here to stop you?” Samui asked.

Naruto nodded. “Yeah. They are. They’re not happy with me, since I... took away more than half of their warriors. Though, that is more their fault than mine. They sent more than half of them on a suicide mission that I crashed. Long story short: I saved them, the Organization got pissed, and here we are.”

“Something tells me you’re not telling us the whole story…” Karui dryly said.

Naruto gave her a good-natured chuckle. “If I told you the whole story we’d be here for hours. The long and short of it is this: I befriended them, and made a promise to help them out.”

He conveniently left out he bedded most of them. And that a few of them were actual demons. And was married to quite a few of them as well - with kids, no less! And was planning to rescue the next generation of hybrids from their clutches as soon as possible.

The blond looked back to a grave in the distance and sighed.

“...How are you holding up?” Omoi solemnly asked once he realised whom the grave belonged to.

“...I’m getting better.” Naruto said. “In my experience, no one completely recovers from losing a lover, but I’m doing as well as I can. It’s been three years since she died, I think?”

“It’s been hush-hush,” Omoi said, “No one knows what really happened. Just that she died near Suna and you went berserk.”

Naruto briefly closed his eyes as past memories rose to the forefront of his mind.

----

Three years ago.

Naruto and Hinata dashed forth, heading towards Suna, as something unsettling came into range of her Byakugan.

“N-Naruto-kun, hunter-nins from Konoha are closing in!”

Naruto looked over his shoulder with a glare, “How many?”

“A full Anbu unit…” she said, then she gave her man a dead serious look. “A-Anko’s leading them.”

Naruto scowled, prompting his girlfriend to frown. “Hmm… didn’t think she would lead them.” They had become such close friends after the war as well. Why was she there?

“She’s reputed to be the strongest hunter our village has, now that Tsume’s retired,” Hinata pointed out. “I hate to say it, but it makes sense. She’s Konoha’s best shot at finding you, and she’s an interrogator too.”

The blond looked ahead. Suna was so close… he could see its walls in the distance. Then he came to a running stop with Hinata doing the same; she gave him a questioning look, wondering why he stopped running when Sunagakure was just within their reach.

“We might as well confront them.” he told her. “I don’t want to cause Gaara any trouble.”

Hinata looked unsure of his decision, but she got a determined look on her face as she nodded agreeingly. Their decision made the couple stood and waited for their pursuers to arrive.

It took several minutes of waiting; then the hunter-nin’s finally arrived with Anko leading the group. She looked solemn, like she didn’t want to be here but had to be.

“Anko…” Naruto greeted the Snake Mistress with a flat smile. “Fancy seeing you here…”

The woman frowned. “I’m sorry, Naruto, but I have no choice-”

Before she could say more, one of the masked men to her right said, “deal’s off if you sing, bitch.”

Naruto’s scowl deepened at that. “You all do know you have no reason to come for me, right? Or, were you not informed on what Tsunade had done?” His eyes turned a deep, blood red, his pupils narrowing to slits as he added, to that man, especially, “I’ll say this once: go home, or this will get ugly.”

Instead of answering the Hunter-nin, excluding Anko, all took an aggressive stance. She took more of a defensive one, clearly not wanting to be here, while Naruto and Hinata got ready for a fight.

----

Present time

The whiskered blond let out a shaking breath and shrugged. “Can you blame me?” Deciding to change the subject before he gets pissed off, he said, “I’ll be visiting her again, soon. Let me know if something happens.”

“How do we contact you if we do?” Samui asked; they had no way to get in contact with him if something were to happen.

Naruto reached into a satchel and pulled out a scroll, before lightly tossing it to her as his answer. “Channel your chakra into that and I’ll be there in a flash.” he paused, blinking owlishly, before chuckling amusedly; he may have just used his father’s catchphrase just now.

Samui blinked at him owlishly and nodded.

Then, Naruto snapped his head to the side, before letting out a sigh. “Unfortunately, I need cut this short. Something came up, just now.” he gave them all a look, and gave them a smile along with a two fingered salute, “It was nice talking to you all again.”

Then in a manner similar to his father, Naruto was gone in a yellow flash leaving behind two bemused women and an equally-befuddled man.

Then, Omoi leered at his sister. “You’ve got the hots for him, don’t you?” He got a punch in the side of the head for his troubles, but seeing her all flustered like that was so worth it!

----

An instant later, Priscilla let out a squawk as she leapt back and fell on her ass. Right in front of her, Naruto had appeared out of nowhere, now standing between her and Natalie’s grave.

Naruto blinked then looked down. “Oh.” he said, recognising her as the girl who was with the Abyssal One of the North. “It’s you.” he looked behind him and found himself in front of Natalie’s grave, along with Matilda, Claudia, Juliana and Wendy, Lily and Karla. He smiled sadly and put his hand on top of Natalie’s sword before giving his lover and the others a nod of respect. Then he looked back to Priscilla who was still on the ground, looking up at him with wide eyes. “So, what are you doing here?”

Priscilla blinked, staring oddly at him. Then, she got up and stared more intently. What was that smell? It was familiar, for some reason. The scent of a woman... He could also smell others upon him - many others, as well as the scent of children. For some reason, it made her blush and feel a pang of longing. Why was that? She inched closer, sniffing at him.

There was another smell… a pungent and thick, but somehow pleasant one she didn’t recognize. It made her mouth water, though; her loins grew hot and wet. Then, a slew of naughty images flooded her mind. Her blush deepened as she tried to physically shake the thickening fog out of her head. Why was she feeling this way? It wasn’t like her to entertain such horribly lewd thoughts! So… why?

Naruto stared at her oddly. He could tell she was harmless, but just as confused as he was when she started sniffing at him. When she got close, Priscilla wrapped her arms around him and took a big whiff of his scent.

Why did he smell so good?

Naruto slowly grew wide eyed when she wrapped her arms around him. Now that she was close - very, very close - he could feel the amount of yoki she had. It was… immense; bigger than anything he’d ever sensed here. Even Riful. who was stronger than Luciela and Ophelia combined, didn’t have as much yoki as this one does!

“She is one of the non-humans I sensed when we first landed here.” Naruto heard Kurama say in realization. “I didn’t know she was this strong though…”

“How strong would she be compared to everyone else at home?” Naruto thought back.

“No idea.” the nine-tailed fox harrumphed, “The amount of yoki she has is far beyond that of a kage. If I had to guess, she could take on all five Kages and win. Easily, I’d wager. If you had just myself sealed within you, I’m not even sure you would have been able to beat her.”

“O-oh…” that’s… bad. That’s really, really bad. Thank god he doesn’t just have Kurama sealed within him; if he didn’t have a small portion of the other tailed beasts inside of him, he would have been in trouble.

“Luckily, she seems to have the hots for you.” Then Kurama said in a tone of absolute seriousness, “Brat, this non-human cannot become your enemy! Whatever you do, claim her. I’d rather not see just how right I am in my assumption of her power, and I don’t want to have my first friend die.”

Naruto chuckled nervously, before teleporting them to a more… appropriate location. He didn’t want Nile to be a battleground if this girl decided to suddenly change and attack him.

Priscilla didn’t even notice when the land around her suddenly changed to a secluded castle, miles away. It was one of Riful’s other castles - an older one perched on a mountain, serving as the citadel to an abandoned town in the west. According to some old maps he’d stumbled upon, it was apparently called Morris. He had plans to use it and the town as a base of operations, after getting it fixed up, but that was for later.

Then, Naruto hugged her close and held her ass in a firm grip. When she jumped and looked up at him, both questioningly and lustfully, he cupped her cheek and gave her a light peck on the lips.

Priscilla eyes grew wide open when their lips touched; she didn’t know why, but she liked the feel of their lips together. Her eyes fluttered closed as she pressed herself against him, moaning into his mouth as she slipped her tongue out and licked against his lips, silently asking for entry.

Naruto closed his eyes and opened his lips; he moaned when her tongue dashed into his gob and mingled with his own. He rubbed her cheek with his thumb, and began kneading her rear through her form fitting leather dress. She has a nice, firm ass too. He pulled away from her mouth to get some fresh air in his lungs, before bringing their lips together and started making out more heatedly with her.

With each passing second, Priscilla became hungrier and hungrier. She wanted more; she wanted him. and nothing was going to stop her! Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, her brown irises now a demonic gold, with the pupils becoming narrow, vertical slits. Her yoki spiked and as she held her man tight. She pulled back from the kiss and tossed Naruto to the ground, eliciting a surprised yelp from him. Her tight form leather dress was shredded from her body and her cloak flew off, as her skin turned purple, her hair turned white, and a horn started to form upon her forehead. Four wings sprouted from her back and she grew to a larger height. While not monstrously huge, she was still visibly taller than Naruto, and Priscilla immediately used that size to her advantage, keeping him pinned down with her right foot on his chest.

When the infamous ‘One-Horned Monster’ was finished transforming, she had small, metal plates upon her legs and torso, her build was visibly more muscular, though still lean. She even had a sexy, little sixpack. Her ears were now pointed, spikes formed upon her forearms, curved back like blades, and her fingers pointed into wicked claws. She took off her foot, lifted one hand and her fingers extended, shredding his clothes as she eyeballed her prize with a hungry, lewd grin.

“...isn’t she the one you promised two of your mates to kill?” Kurama asked in great amusement. The tailed beast sounded like he was trying to keep himself from laughing at the irony. Then Kurama almost choked on his own saliva when he felt the sheer self-hate emitting from her. While it was nothing like his own, the tailed beast was still surprised how much of the raw emotion was bubbling under the surface. “Uh...brat...I don’t know how to explain this, but, there’s a lot of self-hate in this non-human. Be careful.”

“Thanks for the warning, Kurama. And as for that promise… I’ll cross that bridge when we get to it,” Naruto replied with an inward sigh. Shit was going to get awkward real quick when he was done here, he knew it. Nevertheless the blond had a horny awakened being to take care of; he chuckled as he gave the transformed Priscilla a look over. “I have to admit, you were pretty cute in your human form, but you look damn hot in that form.”

Priscilla blinked, her cheeks flaring up at the complement. “You don’t find me disturbing like this?” she asked, out of curiosity and out of wonder.

“Not in the slightest,” Naruto replied. “I fucked Luciela of the South in her awakened form. I even fucked Riful of the West, and the former Number 1’s Alicia the Black in her awakened form. Including Ophelia, the organization’s former Number 4. Plus, some ‘claymores’ are in there as well.”

Then her look turned twice as ravenous as she straddled the man, pinning him down, and started grinding her wet folds against him. If he managed to tame not one, but two Abyssal Ones and an awakened being then she just had to see this for herself!

Granted she was a lot stronger than the Abyssal Ones, but if he claimed to have fucked them, then she’ll put said claim up to the test. Besides’ that thick musky scent of multiple women, plus one that was oddly familiar to her was driving her nuts!

“So, you wanna play, do you~?” Naruto chuckled as his eyes turned crimson as he grinned. “Alright, let’s wrestle!”

-----

Meanwhile, back in Riful’s… currently occupied castle, many of his lovers sensed the two massive spikes of yoki in the distance. One was Naruto and the other was… fucking huge.

“P-Priscilla,” Clare whispered in both fury and horror. She recognised this yoki signature, thanks to Teresa mentally telling her whom it belonged to.

Everyone snapped their heads to Clare.

“You know who that massive yoki belongs to?” Miria asked.

“No, I don’t know her. I met her, once, before I became a hybrid.”

Jean cocked her head, looking at her friend oddly. “Then, how do you recognize her signature?”

Clare sighed. “You all might want to sit down. It’s a long story.”

----

Back with Naruto and Priscilla, the former cackled as he and the latter rolled and flailed about within the castle’s great hall. Priscilla growled ravenously, pulling Naruto into a lustful kiss, as she managed to pin him down once more. Despite having been coated in a strange, golden aura, she could still feel his massive dick poking at her thigh.

She placed a hand on his chest and guided his tool to her aching folds. This was it; she was going to lose her innocence to a man she just met, and despite herself, Priscilla was absolutely giddy about it.

“What’s your name?” Naruto asked her once the awakened girl pulled away from his lips; if they’re about to fuck, then they should at least give each other their names. It’d be rude otherwise.

Priscilla cocked her head to the side, curious. “Priscilla. Why?” she gasped when the blond grabbed her breasts and started kneading them.

Naruto gave her an impish grin. “I wanted to know the name of the beauty I’m about to try and make an adorable child with.” He let his hands slide to her hips and eased her down. Priscilla gasped and mewled at the feel of his dick piercing her folds and sliding in with impossible ease. “My name’s Naruto. Naruto Uzumaki.” Then, he pulled the awakened woman into a hug and kissed her with all his might. “And I’m going to breed you!”

Priscilla had no idea why, but hearing him say that made her want him more than she thought possible. With that thought, the awakened woman sat up and began riding his dick like a professional hooker. “Then do it,” she demanded. “Give me your children! I won’t settle for any less than ten!”

His dick throbbed in her snatch as Naruto gave her a devious grin. “If you want that much then you’re gonna have to prove it.” His hands went back to her hips to help her keep balance as he bent his knees and started pounding her.

The one-horned woman wailed in pleasure as she did her best to keep up with him, slamming her hips down and meeting him mid-thrust.

“Y-you can do better than that,” Naruto goaded. “C’mon, make me feel it!”

Priscilla gave him a heated, determined look as she clenched her muscles around his shaft, squeezing his fifteen-inch monster as she caught up with him, synchronizing her movements with his and actively trying to milk his cock.

“Oh~! That’s it.” he groaned, a joyous and pleased smile on his face. “But, I know you have more where this came from.” he winked at her, “C’mon, don’t be shy.” He moved one hand from her hip to her stomach and rubbed up and down her six pack as best he could from his position. He could only reach the halfway from the third, due to her height.

God damn, was she hot as fuck though!

Priscilla’s arms extended, grabbing Naruto’s ankles and she lifted herself up just enough to slip his legs under her. Without letting him pull out completely. Then, she pressed his knees down onto his chest and started riding him once more. To help give her that extra ‘oomph’ Priscilla flapped her wings to give her a better momentum.

This was something completely unexpected for the blond; the last time he did something like this was with Riful - only she was on the receiving end rather than him! Still, he can’t help but applaud her boldness for doing something like this. It made things… interesting.

“This is good enough for you?!” Priscilla howled with a menacing grin. She grunted and panted as she moved her hips and thighs on the meat stick with great force. While he was big, she was bigger, and unfortunately his dick never managed to hit that sweet spot of hers. Her cervix. Like Luciela a year ago, the ‘One-horned monster’ could feel the tip of Naruto’s cock tapping against her cervix; but being inexperienced in the art of mating, she didn’t know what she craved, what she wanted. All she knew, is she wanted his dick fucking her; to feel her cunt full to the fucking brim.

Naruto met her menacing grin with a laugh, “Oh yeah, this is good! But…” Priscilla let out an undignified squawk when the blond somehow flipped them over, so she was the one on the bottom. Naruto hooked his arms from under her knees and pressed her legs down towards her chest. “Lemme show you how it’s done!”

Priscilla mewled as she felt Naruto slide back in, his hands sliding up her calves and holding her ankles behind her ears as he plowed into her. Her eyes snapped open in shock when two pairs of arms made of that strange golden aura spouted from his back; one pair held her ankles in place, the other pair caressed her thighs lovingly and the real pair moved down from her ankles to grab and fondle her tits.

She was in utter bliss. In this position, Naruto’s massive dick reached deeper into her honey pot, just barely touching the entrance to her womb with each mighty thrust. The energy made hands on her thighs trailed down and inward, thumbing her clit and eliciting a squeal, as Naruto mashed his lips upon hers. Her claws scraped at the stone floor and her toes curled the instant his mouth made contact with hers. Then, Priscilla was washed away by the tidal wave of euphoria - her inner walls clamping down upon the member within her as she writhed about and wailed into Naruto’s mouth.

Said blond grunted in exertion, swallowing his newest lover’s squeals and moans. He shuddered at the wonderful tightness of her writhing folds, nearly brought over the edge right then and there. Then, he doubled his pace, slamming into the one-horned woman with paralyzing force.

Priscilla didn’t stand a chance. The one of most powerful beings this world had ever seen she may have been, but as far as sex was concerned, she was nowhere near Naruto’s level. She was impressive for a virgin, true, but the poor woman was currently a featherweight in comparison to Cynthia, let alone Naruto.

She nearly fainted as another orgasm washed over her. How the hell was it possible to feel so good?! The world spun and her vision clouded; her head went fuzzy and her body went numb as she literally got high off Naruto’s dick.

Then, just as she came back down from her orgasm, yet another slammed into her. Rendered unable to maintain her awakened form, Priscilla wailed as she felt Naruto’s dick stretch out her much-smaller cootch, still relentlessly pounding her like a champ. She couldn’t take it; one last time, every fiber of her being was lit ablaze with unfathomable pleasure. Her inner walls contracted; her juices gushed forth; everything faded to white and a loud hum drowned out everything but her own wails as the brunette finally came so hard she passed out.

Naruto roared in pleasure as the nigh-painful tightness of her virgin snatch nearly choked the life out of him. Her orgasm sent him careening over the edge as he slammed into her, ramming his dick past the doorway to her womb and unleashed a mighty, fresh torrent of his hot, thick, potent seed as far within her as he could reach. The overwhelming tightness of her snatch made Naruto lose concentration of his own transformation; now that he was back to normal, Priscilla’s legs dropped to the ground since there was nothing holding them in place.

Still unconscious from the sexual satisfaction of their copulation, Priscilla either out of pure reflex or instinct, wrapped her legs and locked her ankles behind Naruto’s waist to keep him from pulling out. He didn’t mind; this was the tightest pussy - baring Riful and Dietrich’s - he’s ever fucked, there was no way in absolute hell he was going to pull out of her.

With a pleased groan Naruto simply laid on top of her and started tracing kisses from her lips to her jawline and down her neck to her collarbone. Her cunt kept trying to milk his cock for all its seed, even as the flow stopped. As if she were taunting him, Priscilla started humping him in her unconscious state.

“Geez, you’re an insatiable one aren’t you?” the blond groaned with an amused grin; she didn’t reply, and merely groaned as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He wasn’t expecting her to talk back to him anyway, given the state she’s in.

She rocked her hips and then whispered, seemingly in her sleep, “mine.”

Naruto gently cupped her cheek and gave her a light peck on the lips. “Heh, you’re adorable like this.”

Priscilla mewled, hugging him tight. She breathed against his ear, softly cooing as she unknowingly enticed him, and bucked her hips. Her body wanted more, it needed more of that wet heat.

Naruto chuckled, rocking his hips in sync with hers. Soon he was grunting and groaning softly into her ear, her tight as all heck cunt was still actively trying to milk him. He couldn’t stop fucking her if he wanted to!

“So... good.” she softly whispered. Then, Priscilla felt Naruto’s lips upon hers again and her eyes snapped open.

Brown met blue, and the former pulled away from her mouth to say. “I have to say, you’re not at all what I expected.” He smiled charmingly. “You’re absolutely beautiful. In both forms.”

Priscilla cocked her head to the side, as her expression turned to one of stoicness. “...You’re not afraid of me?”

Naruto cupped her cheek ad gave her a particularly deep thrust, eliciting an absolutely adorable squeak from her, before asking, “why would I be? Fucking me silly and demanding to have my children isn’t a very good way to make me scared of you.”

Priscilla couldn’t help but blush at that. She forced her blush down and gave him an aloof look. “But I’m not human; I crave innards, how can you find someone like that beautiful?” she challenged.

Naruto chuckled. “For a romantic relationship to work, a guy had to be willing to look past a woman’s… quirks.” he ran his fingers through her spiky locks. “I guess most guys wouldn’t be as willing as I am to look past that in particular, but I’m not most guys.” the blond grinned at her, “I’m already with an awakened being and two Abyssal ones, remember? I even married them all, months ago, and one even had a beautiful daughter with me.”

Priscilla was bewildered; she thought he was joking before! But the pure honesty in his voice took her off guard. Were her senses messing with her? If he was lying, she should have been able to literally smell it, but there was no deception coming from him whatsoever. “H-how are you married to multiple women? Awakened women, at that?!”

Naruto chortled and grinned as he nuzzled his nose against the crook of her neck. “Riful fucked me out of nowhere when I killed her previous consort. Luciela seeked me out when I was using my yoki in the North. Ophelia was batshit nuts when I met her, she wasn’t even aware she was an awakened being and was looking for someone. I kicked her ass and got her to calm down. Fucked her about a week or so later. Then I asked them to marry me after two to three months of staying in Nile. They agreed.” he answered and Priscilla was even more bewildered at the claim - and just like before she didn’t smell any deception whatsoever. It was so strange to her!

Naruto left out Clare since he wasn’t sure if Priscilla knew who that was. It was better to be on the safe side with that. All Pricilla knew was two of his lovers wanted her head on a platter; though that may have been changed thanks to the revelation of the Organization’s shady dealings.

It’s very fucking unlikely that Clare and Ophelia no longer want to kill Priscilla, years possibly decades worth of anger can’t just go away in a day, after all, but the possibility of diffusing their situation is there. They were with him for a year after all, and a lot of things can happen with him involved.

Speaking of Ophelia… he had to help her come to terms with herself, back when they first met. Judging by the amount of pure unadulterated self-hate Kurama felt within Priscilla, it doesn’t seem she had come to terms with her new nature.

He should help her with that. He managed to bring Riful into his mindscape by using his chakra, he can do the same again only reverse. Instead of her going into his mindscape, he’ll be going inside of hers.

With his decision made Naruto took Priscilla by surprise, suddenly shoving his mouth to hers and tried to wiggle his tongue past her lips. At the same time, he gently held the side of her head and sent a steady stream of chakra into his hand and to his newest lover.

Priscilla tensed, wary of his intentions, but unable to feel any malice as he used this strange, foreign energy. Then their vision went white.

When his vision came back to him Naruto found himself in an unfamiliar place. A seemingly endless room made out of bricks. There were deep cracks on the walls, in the ceiling and on the floor. It honestly reminded him of the sewer that was his mindscape, minus the pipes and water. The blond looked down at himself and saw he was clothed; thank god for that.

He could hear whimpering in the corner and looked to see a purple-skinned, deformed and disheveled woman in one of those white uniforms from the organization - armor and all. She even had the pale blonde, almost silver hair and a claymore in the slot of her back plate. This woman was curled up in a ball, crying her golden, glowing eyes out, muttering repeatedly that she was a monster.

He heard another person whimpering, and slowly turned to look in the direction it was coming from, his eyes being the last to leave the purple-skinned woman. In the opposite corner of the room, a little girl of about twelve or so. She was garbed in a simple, brown dress and curled up in the same manner as the other, crying about her mommy and daddy.

Moth women could be recognized as different versions of Priscilla.

Naruto sighed, wishing he had a Yamanaka handy to help him out. From what he could tell, Priscilla seemed to be having an identity crisis, much like Ophelia, though this one was far more severe and riddled with a heavier dose of self-loathing. Deciding to go towards the apparent ‘yoma’ half of this girl’s mind, he felt that getting her out of the way would make his job easier.

The ‘yoma’ half froze when she felt a presence approaching and jumped when Naruto plopped down beside her.

The blond smiled warmly at her when she cautiously looked up at him. “So… what’s your story, Priscilla?”

She didn’t say anything, her damp, golden vertical slanted eyes just stared at him.

“You have nothing to be afraid of,” he assured. “I’m here to help in whatever way I can. I hate seeing people suffer - especially women. So,” he offered her his hand, and she stared at it, like it had come from an alien being. “How about you sit up and talk about what’s bothering you. I’ll listen.”

The yoma half of Priscilla whimpered uncomfortably, but nodded. She took a calming breath, took his hand, and as she was steadily being pulled up into a sitting position, the woman said, “I… I lost control. She was the bad one, I was the good one; I was meant to win, like all the good people do, but I lost anyway…”

Naruto guessed the ‘bad’ one was Teresa. He slowly pulled the yoma half of Priscilla into a comforting hug and rubbed her back. “So, you got angry? That is a perfectly reasonable response to a situation that doesn’t go the way you intended it to.”

“But I got so angry, I wanted more power - more power to win! More power to make sure I could punish her for her crimes! But no matter how much I drew on, I couldn’t win!” the deformed young woman tightly closed her eyes as tears ran down her cheeks. “I-I killed her when she had her guard down, and I awakened; then I killed Irene, Noel and Sophia… I… I... b-became a monster.” She broke down, again, wailing as she hugged her knees to her chest.

Naruto sighed, giving her a pat on the back, as he waited for her to let it all out and calm back down. “Monsters don’t regret it when they do something wrong,” he pointed out. “I see a young woman who’s scared, lonely… someone who needs to stop beating herself up and come to terms with herself - not a monster.”

“But I’m a yoma! Look at me!? I’m ugly; even now, I’m having trouble keeping myself from eating your innards...”

“But, you are keeping yourself from eating them,” he gently countered. “That is a sign of true strength right there. A monster would have tried to eat them the second I sat down beside her.” He then wrapped his arms around her in a caring hug, causing her to go stiff as a board. “Looks do not determine who is a monster; actions do.” Punctuating his statement, he gave her a peck on the cheek, before adding, “you’re just human; we all make mistakes - some great, some small, but mistakes nonetheless. Yours just… well… as bad as they are, they’re not the worst I’ve seen. And trust me, I have both seen and have been through a lot of things that were a result of mistakes and really bad decisions.”

His entire life just after his parents died protecting him could be considered a giant mistake, on Old Man Hokage’s part. The First Hokage, Hashirama Senju giving away the Tailed Beasts to the newly established Hidden Villages can be considered a really bad decision since it only led to three world wars shortly after.

Priscilla felt her heart flutter as she looked at him with painfully hopeful eyes. It was heartbreaking to see that expression on her face; it was like - and is mostly likely is - she’s pinning all her hopes on his next set of words.

“Y-you don’t think I’m a monster?” she asked, to make sure she had not misheard him.

“Nope. All I see is a young, human woman who just needs to stop being so hard on herself.” He said with a charming grin. Priscilla nearly fell in love with him right there - swooning at his words, his reassurance.

In the other corner, the younger Priscilla - her human half - let out a little giggle. It was so comforting for him to say that! Then, she started to fade away.

Just as she did that, the yoma version shuddered as she started to change. Gone were the golden locks and glowing eyes, replaced by her original brown, as her skin reverted back to the pale, but healthy peach. It would take a while before Priscilla fully recovered from what she’d been through and came to terms with herself, but this was one hell of a damn good start.

Then Naruto chuckled, “Now, I see a beautiful young woman.” He was surprised when Priscilla cupped his face with both hands and mashed her lips upon his. Then, all went white.

Back in the real world, Naruto found himself needing to recover a bit from finding himself flat on his ass, as a very needy brunette lay atop and kissed him longingly. She rolled her hips, grinding her inner walls against his still-hard shaft, as she tried desperately to milk him for his seed once more. This time, however, her lust was replaced with a heated, passion. She didn’t just want to fuck him, anymore; she wanted to mate with him!

She pulled away but kept close to his mouth, “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” she exclaimed, tears of joy streaming from her cheeks. The awakened brunette had no idea how much she needed that. She felt... normal - human, once more, for the first time since she killed that yoma who’d slaughtered her family.

Naruto cupped her cheek, smiling warmly. “You’re welcome; and even if you are a ‘monster’ you’re my monster. You’re quite the beast in the sack, you know.” he wagged his eyebrows suggestively at her.

Priscilla rolled her eyes at that. It was lame, but charming. Then, she giggled. “C’mon, then, make me yours, once and for all!”

Naruto grinned and Priscilla gasped when he bent his knees and grabbed her ass. When he started slamming into her tight as hell cootch, the brunette threw her head back and squealed as his thick cock tried to reshape her cunt to fit him and only him. She rocked her hips with his, meeting him mid-thrust, as before and squeezed his shaft with all her might. She wanted him; she needed him so badly!

“God! Your pussy is so tight!” he groaned. “It’s tighter than Riful’s, and she’s the size of a brat!”

Priscilla giggled as she leaned in to kiss him. “Glad to hear you’re enjoying me~!” she said into his lips. “And you feel so big, too~!” she squealed in pleasure when he managed to brush against her G-spot, and seeing how she reacted Naruto struck it repeatedly.

The poor brunette didn’t stand a chance as her partner’s assault sent her over the edge, flying back into that delicious trance of pleasure she’d so craved. Priscilla threw her head back and wailed in euphoria, squeezing his dick as her juices gushed forth upon his lap.

Naruto to his credit managed to keep it all in… for about five seconds. Her tight cunt all but strangled it out of him; the blond roared as he slammed inside of Priscilla one last time and let loose yet another load, filling her womb with his seed. Priscilla yelped, the gush of white heat splashing into her loins made her cum once more as she her body squeezed every last drop out of him. Not even a single sperm cell was allowed to trickle out as her hungry cunt practically sucked it all in as deep as it could.

The two of them took a moment to bask in the afterglow of their coupling. Naruto let out a groan when Priscilla slowly eased off his cock until it plopped out with a wet smack, then she rolled over and off of him, before lovingly lacing her fingers with his.

Her cheeks flared up and she averted her gaze as Naruto gently squeezed her hand. This… was going to take some getting used to.

----

Clare was pacing about frantically. Where was he?! Seeing as how Priscilla’s aura had faded before his, Naruto clearly won, but he was still nowhere to be found and it had been nearly half an hour!

While they didn’t show it, everyone else was worried about him. The auras of Naruto and Priscilla were felt and then they faded away just as fast. Despite the immense aura the two were generating Galatea was too far from the source to get a reading on her lover's emotions.

For all she knew he could be dead, or dying, and they wouldn’t know!

“Come on...” Clare murmured in distress, “a sign. A message. Flare your yoki to tell us you’re alright! Just do something!”

“He’s probably fine, Clare.” Miria told the worried woman. She was worried for him as well ever since Clare had told them of Priscilla’s origin. To think that she killed the previous Number 1, and then brutally killing off the rest of her team. But still... she had faith in her lover. “Naruto’s strong. He’s probably taking a rest or something.”

“Or, he could be in a dying ditch somewhere…” she growled impatiently. Then, she felt a strong, notably-male hand pat her on the head from behind.

“I appreciate your concern,” Naruto said, “but, I’m fine.”

Clare turned on her heel to greet him, only to find herself staring at her man. Why was he naked, and who was... that… The former Number 47’s eyes nearly popped out of her skull when she realized whom the naked brunette clinging onto Naruto’s arm was, and never in her life had Clare wanted so badly to choke a bitch.

Priscilla frowned in confusion. Obviously, this woman was one of the two who wanted her head, judging by the sheer malice coming off her in waves. But for the life of her, she couldn’t recognize the chick. Her scent was familiar… very much so. She also had that same yoki signature which haunted her nightmares, but her face was clearly not that of Teresa. It was so strange.

Still, Priscilla had a responsibility to atone for whatever she did, regardless.

With that in mind, she caught Clare by surprise and bowed down, saying, “I’m sorry!”

Clare blinked owlishly, visibly taken aback by the sheer sincerity she could hear. The former Number. 47 looked at her lover expectantly, wordlessly demanding an explanation as to what the flying fuck happened while he was gone.

The blond nervously rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah, this is gonna take a bit to explain.” he told her with a nervous chuckle.

It really took everything she had to keep herself from lashing out at her lover. Instead she settled for a heated glare. “Really?” Her tone lacked even a shred of amusement.

Yeah, playing peacekeeper wasn’t going to be easy at all, was it?

----

Later that night, Naruto lay upon his bed, staring at the ceiling, as Jean ventured in cautiously.

“Everything alright, honey?” the former Number 9 asked.

Naruto leaned up and looked at his wife with a tired look. “Clare’s not talking to me. Neither is Ophelia.” he dropped his head back down on his pillow and sighed. “I don’t blame them for being so angry with me.” he exhaled before leaning up to look at his wife again. “What do you think about them taking their anger out on me physically?”

Jean looked horrified at the suggestion. “As sweet as that may sound to you, I don’t want you getting hurt. Just… let them vent… preferably without the risk of accidentally getting yourself killed. They’ll calm back down eventually. It’s perfectly understandable that they’d be angry, but they love you just as much as I do. They’ll forgive you, eventually.”

“There’s a saying: the more you love someone, the greater you hate them. In other words, if you love someone to the point of admiration, then you can hate them just as much.”

Jean sighed dejectedly. That was a good point and she didn’t want such a thing to happen. “I… suppose. Still, it’s not like you had a choice in the matter. Hell, if someone that powerful came onto me like that, I’d just shut up and bend over out of sheer fright.”

Yep; she found out that fucking Kurama, the strongest of the Tailed Beasts, was wary of Priscilla. And if a being of mass destruction was wary, then you should be too. Honestly she didn’t blame him - as she said, if a similar situation happened to her, she would just bend over and take it.

She’d call Naruto to her before that would ever happen of course, but still... To make matters worse, now that she thought about it, he didn’t have his own ‘Naruto’ to come to the rescue, at the time, though it seemed that Priscilla might be filling such a role, now.

Naruto patted the space beside him and she went over there and laid down beside her man. Jean snuggled up to him and let out a sigh. “Did you ever have anyone to depend on, when you were younger?” she asked out of curiosity.

Naruto held her close. “I have a few: one was the leader of the city I was from - he took the reigns, again after my dad died to Kurama. He was quite old and couldn’t be there for me all the time, he was swamped with paperwork and had to look out for the city. But, I saw him as the grandfather I never had. Old-Man Hurizen, he was called. Another was Iruka, he was one of the teachers who tried to teach me fairly when I was still learning. He became like an older brother. Then there was Pervy-Sage, Jiraiya - he… was like the father I never had…. And the perverted uncle no one wanted to know about.”

Jean giggled and he let out a melancholy laugh. Then, his wife frowned and gave him a comforting hug as he sniffled and wiped the tears building up in his eyes away with the back of his arm. “There was Kakashi and Grandma-Tsunade as well, with the latter taking the reigns of Hokage when Old-Man Hurizen died. And last I heard Kakashi is now the Sixth Hokage…” he let out a shaking breath, “Pervy-Sage… Old-Man Hurizen… Dad… what would they think if they saw me now? Would they be happy with my choice? Or would they be... disappointed…?”

“I think they would be proud of you.” Jean said as she put her hand around his abdomen. “With the circumstances, I think they wouldn’t be surprised you did whatever it was that you did prior to coming here.”

Naruto smiled at her and rubbed her back lovingly.

Jean leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek. “I’ll see what I can do to calm Clare down in the morning, if this is all still bothering her, okay?”

“Okay.” He sighed. “That just leaves Ophelia.”

“Last I heard, Priscilla’s trying to reach out to her,” Jean said. Upon seeing Naruto’s odd look, she shrugged. “Apparently, your newest lover blames herself for all the trouble you’re in. She’s determined to keep them from staying angry at you.”

“That’s sweet of her.” Naruto chortled; then he let out a loud yawn. Flattered as he was, it was getting late and today took a lot out of him. Hugging his lover to him one last time, Naruto closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Jean giggled, kissing him good night, before snuggling up to him and drifting off, herself.

----

One day later

In the barracks/armoury, was Naruto. The blond grunted in discomfort as a bare fist slammed into his face; he staggered back, regained his footing and brought up his forearms to block the next jabs. Then he lashed out with a kick, and he heard himself let out a pain filled scream.

The sound of his clone dispersing filled his ears, but he had no time to sort through the memories as he was beset by more and more of his clones. Seeing two clones leaping off the backs of two kneeling ones, the original dodged the first and grabbed the arm and leg of the second and tossed him into a group of clones behind him with all his might.

If they weren’t dispelling from the force put into the toss, then they most certainly were after their crashed into the wall behind them. Another clone tried to body tackle him, but he just leapt up and used the clone’s head as a springboard. He quickly formed a normal rasengan in his right palm, reared back his arm before driving it into the abdomen of a clone. The spiralling sphere expanded outwards slightly before exploding, sending the clone flying back into the wall on the opposite end of the room.

The seals lit up and quickly repaired any damages made.

Then, the original preformed two roundhouse kicks, one after the other and dispelled two more clones before driving his fist into the scalp of a third and dispelling him after he was send face down into the ground.

He quickly looked to his left, just in time to get a right hook to his left cheek. Naruto yelled out in pain as he was sent back into the wall on the opposite end of the room; however, the blond quickly flipped himself so he landed in a kneel on the wall.

This was the scene Clare found herself looking at when she walked in, and bore witness to Naruto push himself off the wall and into the mass of clones with a loud battle cry. Though still irritated with him, she couldn’t deny that it was somehow rather hot. She sighed and sat down, waiting for him to finish.

Naruto made a rasengan in both his palms and made them expand slightly in size as he drove them home. Two clones were caught directly in the stomach and they were sent flying back, and into several more clones as they dispelled enmass. He used the smoke from their dispelling as cover, and more and more clones were being dispelled, getting the smoke cloud to grow bigger and bigger and prolong its existence overall. The sound of the rasengan being made, used and made repeatedly filled the room.

Clare winced sympathetically at some of the pained cries from the clones that managed to exist long enough to even do that. That technique must have been painful.

Finally, when the smoke cleared several minutes later, one dishevelled Naruto remained panting with his back to her. Seeing that he was done, Clare stood back up and approached him slowly.

“I’m rusty. That should have taken me 10 minutes, not 20.” she heard him say. “I’m gonna have to up my training in that case.”

“Perhaps they’re just getting better,” Clare pointed out. Naruto turned to her, making the blonde feel a bit awkward as she waved and said, “uh… hi.”

There was a long pause, before Naruto replied. “Uh… hi, yourself.” he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. “So, uhm, how are you feeling?” the blond asked her with a saddened frown.

“Fine, I guess.” she rubbed her arm a little awkwardly. Clare walked over to him as she asked, “You?”

“Fine.” he replied, looking down at the ground. “I’m worried that you’re still angry with me, but fine.”

Clare frowned, before giving him a light swat upside the head. “Serves you right for going after Priscilla without telling me,” she muttered. Then, she sighed. “But, I guess I’ll get over it, eventually. I can’t believe she doesn’t even remember who I am, though.”

“It’s probably because you were a little girl back then. Different hair and eye colour, different age…” he pointed out to her. “A lot can change after so many years.”

“I guess,” Clare sighed.

“...Kiss and make-up?” he offered her. “She’s a very different person, too.”

Clare rolled her eyes. “I’m sure you’d enjoy watching that.”

Naruto looked a bit sheepish, but didn’t deny it. “Either way,” he said, after clearing his throat. “She is genuinely sorry. Priscilla may not remember you, but she knows you’re one of the women who want her dead for something she did.”

“I know…” Clare groaned childishly. “You have no idea how frustrating it is… I want so badly to be mad at her, but I can’t! It’s just… hard.”

Naruto scoped her up into a warm, one-armed hug, causing the woman to blush. “I do know, actually. I felt the same way, once or twice. When my first lover’s cousin tried to kill her, I was livid. She wasn’t my lover back then, but still… then, my mentor, Jiraiya, was killed by one of his former students. Then said student flattened my home. Both times, I wanted to kill the man responsible, but when I realized why they did it, I wanted to still be mad at them, but it was… difficult.” he sighed and said, “You still have her, Clare. You still have Teresa, here.” he pointed at her heart and her temple and Clare knew he meant it in the literal sense. Since he found Teresa in her mindscape a year ago, and said woman is able to contact her at anytime she wants thanks to the blond hugging her. “Jiraiya… who was like the dad I never had, is still dead. Besides, it’s the organization’s fault, in the end. They sent Priscilla after Teresa, before she was mentally ready; and because they created the yoma, they’re indirectly responsible for the one who ate her family - resulting in her being picked up and turned into a hybrid in the first place.”

Clare scowled at that. She knew he was right, but for so long, she had wanted to kill Priscilla. It was literally the only reason she’d even joined the Organization! Now, she had bigger fish to fry. “I know… It’s just… I don’t know. I… I need time to adjust.”

Naruto rubbed her back caringly. “Take all the time you need, Clare. I won’t rush you.” then he slowly eased his wife on her knees as he moved down with her, and pulled her to him as he wrapped his arms around her abdomen. “Let’s focus on something else.”

She regarded him curiously. “Like what?”

“Want to train in your mindscape where your mum is? There won’t be any groping - this is just to see how good you are at hand to hand. If nothing else, it could help you vent. She could help coach you, even.” he suggested.

Clare blinked at that. It sounded like a good idea, actually. “Very well.”

“Alright,” Naruto sent a constant current of chakra through his hand and into her. Then both Naruto and Clare felt an odd pull on their minds. They allowed it to guide them and their vision went white.

----

The next thing Naruto saw, is the flat white plain he encountered Teresa. Hearing a feminine grunt beside him the blond looked and found Clare staggering forward a couple of steps.

“Been a long time since I was last here.” Naruto commented.

“I’ve missed you, too,” a silk, female voice teased from behind him. This was followed by a pair of arms going around his shoulders and a pair of generous breasts pressing against his back.

Naruto looked behind him and awkwardly stared at the woman that had her arms around him. “Hey, Teresa, long time no see. Sorry for not visiting you for a year.”

The woman looked as he remembered, long, curly golden tresses spilling over her shoulders; piercing silver eyes; a slender hourglass figure with a nice ass and one hell of a rack. She even wore the same clothing he last saw her in, minus the cloth cape, greatsword, and most of her armour. Only her knee length sabatons and large vambraces were worn.

“So, what brings you here?” Teresa asked with a faint smile.

“I’m training Clare and the others in the use of chakra - an energy source the warriors from my homeland are capable of using. I want to know if you want to join in?” he told her.

Teresa unwrapped her arms from around him and as she stepped back, regarded him curiously. “What is this ‘chakra’ capable of doing?” she tried to sound aloof, but he had her attention and curiosity.

Instead of him answering it was Clare. “From what I found out yesterday: being able to walk or run over almost any surface. Including water. It’s also the energy source of that little spiraling ball technique he likes using.”

Naruto chuckled and said. “That ‘little’ spiraling ball technique is what my Rasenshuriken looks like when it’s incomplete. It’s called the Rasengan. Chakra’s also the energy I use for my Kage Bunshin, substitution, transformation, and fuuinjutsu.” he crossed his arms. “But in this case, I only want to see how good Clare is in hand to hand. No chakra techniques, no dirty tricks, just good old fashioned hand to hand.”

The corners of Teresa’s lips quirked slightly upwards, giving the woman her namesake as she smiled faintly. “It doesn’t sound all that interesting; but, I AM curious... I may partake in this ‘training’ of yours.” the woman said as she crossed her arms..

Naruto nodded approvingly and put a respectable distance between himself, Teresa and Clare. Clare briefly looked at the older blonde, before bringing her full attention to Naruto; the page-boy haired woman saw him stretching his muscles, in preparation for the more serious mock fight.

The blond then looked at Teresa. “You mind coaching her if she needs it?”

“I’m not all that good at hand to hand myself, to be honest. I never had to resort to it.” The former Number 1 admitted with a shrug. “It can’t hurt to try though.”

Naruto nodded. It was understandable, for the most part.

“Alright, then you can join in at any time you want. Or you can sit and watch on the sidelines.” He told her; then Naruto looked to Clare and cracked his wrists. “This time, Clare, you’re going to be on the offensive and I’ll be on defensive.”

Clare understood why he did that almost immediately; with her being on the offense, it would allow her to vent her frustrations. She nodded in approval and got in an awkward boxing stance. Naruto took a more defensive stance, his legs spread out his weight evenly in the middle and his left and right hands were raised in front of him. One hand was slightly above the other, protecting his face while the other was slightly down and protecting his torso.

“Come on, Clare! Show me what you got!” he challenged her.

Clare dashed toward him as her eyes changed from chronic silver to demonic gold with feline like pupils. Naruto immediately intercepted her first punch, deflecting it with a swipe of his left hand and blocked the other with the forearm of his right arm. He retaliated by lightly jabbing her on the abdomen, it struck home and she staggered back. Undeterred however, Clare tried to fake him out, going for a left hook before switching to a straight jab with her other hand at the last second.

Naruto did not have enough time to react and grunted when she got a direct hit on him. Clare did not let up; she took advantage of his opening and went for another attack. A jab that was deflected, a left hook that was blocked, a right hook that was redirected and an uppercut that was dodged. Clare was attacking him in a frenzy, using wild and sometimes unpredictable angles in combination with her using her speed and strength to her advantage. And she was slowly forcing him to back away just so he could have enough space to move his arms to intercept her better.

In all honesty, Naruto was impressed by her relentlessness. “Keep it up,” he goaded encouragingly. “Try adding a few kicks in there. The less predictable you are the more likely you’re to catch me off guard and beat me.”

Clare took his advice to heart, and genuinely took him by surprise from switching her jab into a grapple. Once she had her grip on his wrist, she lashed out with her leg, side kicking him in the waist thrice before pulling the blond in, to knee him in the stomach.

Naruto gasped in both pain and surprise; and staggered back, with one hand supporting his abdomen and waist when she let him go. Both he and his wife panted heavily, though Naruto’s panting was more strained and out of breath, due to the savageness of her attacks that managed to connect; that and she was using her yoki in her attacks as well. So when her punches and kicks managed to hit, they hurt. The closest he can compare it to is Sakura’s punches.

Clare, in particular, was getting tired. She wasn’t used to swinging her fists like this, as her greatsword’s blade generally did all the work. Still, this felt good. She needed it so badly!

Taking a deep breath, Naruto rolled his shoulders and got back in a defensive stance. Clare, seeing this went back on the offensive. Her using 10 percent of her demonic energy had made her attacks faster and stronger. For Naruto he could easily intercept them, it wouldn’t be much of a problem to intercept them before she could even land a hit. But she was so aggressive, that Clare did manage to land some hits with both hands and feet.

With a grunt Naruto decided to block her kicks and knees, by using his own legs to counter hers. Then they grabbed each other's hands and tried to overpower one another.

“Very good, Clare! You’re a lot better at this than I thought you were!” Naruto complimented, groaning as he put all his weight into overwhelming her.

“It’s not as hard as I thought it would be. It’s really tiring, though.” she admitted, groaning as she tried to overwhelm him. The silver eyed blonde, was inwardly gleeful to see that she was winning in this little tug-of-war.

The two then disengaged and circled each other. Naruto was taking long, steady breaths, while Clare was taking short breaths. Then with a loud war cry the latter went on the attack again. Naruto crossed his forearms and took the first several punches that sent pins and needles up his arms. He retaliated by putting Clare on the defensive, throwing his arms out when one of her punches hit his arms and throwing undercuts one after the other to her solar plexus. Both were either blocked or redirected. He sent a savage a right hook to her face, it connected with her cheek, causing his wife to grunt in pained surprise and stagger back from the impact. Naruto didn’t stop there however, he kept on attacking, kept on pushing Clare back before she could get a chance to recover.

He sent another right hook that she managed to deflect, a karate kick that was firmly grabbed and shoved aside in a second, a leaping double fist punch that he tried to bring down on her head was gracefully dodged; it was a fairly easy to do so as well, it was slow and not to mention ineffective. Clare retaliated by side kicking him on the hip as he landed, and when her foot connected Naruto went with it rather than against it, throwing himself to the ground on his side, and rolled across the unseen surface before getting back up again to face his wife.

Just in time to see her rushing at him with a determined glare.

The former Number. 47 draped an arm over his stomach as she put an ankle behind his, and sent him slamming to the ground.

“Ack!” Naruto yelped upon having his head smashed against the floor.

He slowly made to get up, but Clare straddled him and pushed him back down. He looked up to the wild-eyed, panting woman atop him and saw that she was slowly calming down. Be it from exhaustion or legitimately feeling better, neither one was quite sure. Sure enough her eyes turned back to their normal chromic silver.

“You feel better now?” he asked her.

Clare blushed, averting her gaze. “Give me a moment,” she said, “I haven’t decided, yet.” In truth, she did; the blonde was just acting petty - she didn’t want to admit it out loud, but Clare needed this.

Naruto looked disappointed, upset you can almost say.

“Heh, the hybrid is lying.” Clare jumped in fright at the deep, growling voice, before sending its owner a halfhearted glare.

The woman looked as the Nine-tailed fox faded into view, like he was emerging from a fog. Her silver eyes grew wide at how utterly big he was. Naruto wasn’t lying when he said the fox was bigger than Riful’s awakened form. He had to be at least a thousand feet tall!

Clare licked her suddenly dry lips. “Kurama, I presume?”

Kurama grinned toothily down at her as he sat on his hind legs. “You presume correctly, hybrid.”

Teresa crossed her arms, instinctively putting herself between Clare and the fox. She knew he was friendly, but her maternal impulses demanded she grab Clare and run. She hid her wariness well, though under a faint smile.

“Hey, Kurama.” Naruto waved at his friend with a smile, now more upbeat. Clare got off of her husband and stood behind him as he got up to his feet. “What brings you here, buddy?” he asked.

“I’m bored! None of the other tailed beasts are around to talk to! The ingrates…” the fox childishly ranted.

Naruto gave Kurama a dull look and asked in an equally dull tone, “...Have you been mocking them for their less amount of tails again?”

“...no?” Teresa and Clare were bewildered with how sheepish the demon fox is being. He was acting like a little kid with his hand caught in a cookie jar.

“Right…” Naruto drawled out in an unbelieving tone. “So if I were to go and ask them right now… they would say the same thing?” he asked, with a look that told the fox to try and lie to him.

“Um… Probably?” the Nine-tailed fox weakly offered.

“Uh-huh…” Naruto dampened his lip before looking back to Teresa and Clare. “Give me a moment would you?” when they slowly nodded the blond turned back to his tenant and suddenly, without warning they were gone. There was no special effects, no poof of smoke, no noise; they were just gone.

“Huh. I never thought I would see a demon acting like that.” Teresa said in bemusement. “He must really trust the boy to act like like that in front of us.”

“Indeed,” Clare concurred.

Teresa then looked to her adoptive daughter with a smile. “Go easy on him, eh? You have every reason to be mad at him, true, but it’s not something to lose your relationship over. I’d hate to see how that adorable daughter you had with him lose her daddy.”

Clare blushed brightly, averting her gaze. “I know. As I told him, I just…”

“...need time to adjust, I know.” Teresa patted Clare on the head. “You’re a mother already, and still such a kid, at times.” the older woman chuckled. “But he does have a point as well: the Organization has to be taken down. The longer they’re around, the more misery they’ll cause. Getting as much allies as possible, even if they are an enemy or someone you hate, is reasonable.”

“I know…” Clare pouted childishly. As the woman in their relationship, she was supposed to be right, not Naruto! She sighed. “I’ll do my best.”

“That’s all anyone can ask.” Teresa chuckled warmly. “Besides, thanks to him, we’re able to talk and see each other any time we want now. And you have no idea how much I owe him for that… if only there was a way for me to get out of here though. I would love to repay him!”

“Teresa!” Clare whined in embarrassment and the older woman chuckled. “I’m basically listening to my mother ogle my husband, here…”

“Can you blame me?” Teresa teased. “He fucked me that one time, while he made love to you multiple times. Even gave me an adorable granddaughter.”

Only said child was allowed to call her a grandmother, though, lest the wrath of a former Number 1 be brought down upon some hapless fucker’s head.

Suddenly the two women heard Naruto let out an undignified shout, “KURAMA, LEMME GO! RIGHT NOW!” but they didn’t see the whiskered blond, or his tailed beast friend.

“But I’m, BO-ORED!”

“THEN DO WHAT YOU USUALLY DO AND GO TO SLEEP! BUT PUT! ME! DOWN!”

“Not to mention he keeps things interesting.” a giggling Teresa added, as if nothing was happening.

“He does.” Clare concurred as she giggled along with her. “There’s been a lot of… excitement, ever since I met him.”

Then Teresa looked to Clare’s right arm, and reached out to touch it. “I still can’t believe a certain oaf gave you her own arm.” she said, fondly remembering Irene.

Clare brought said arm up in front of her and smiled. “I owe her a lot. I wouldn’t have gotten this far without it.”

Then they looked behind them as an irritated Naruto reappeared with his back to them; the blond was massaging his temples. “Stupid furball…” he sighed in irritation.

Then Teresa got an idea and sent Clare a look; when her adopted daughter stared at her, Teresa pointed at herself and her, then gestured at Naruto before making a circle with her thumb and forefinger and running a finger through it.

Clare grew wide eyed and nodded with a smile and leered at her man. Without him knowing of their thoughts they walked over to him.

“Uninvited guest irritating you?” Teresa cooed, wrapping her arms around the blond and pressing her breasts against his back.

“Just a little,” Naruto chuckled, putting his hand on one of Teresa’s arms . “Nothing to worry about.” he craned his head up and looked at her, “So, what do you and Clare want to do now?”

He looked ahead when Clare wrapped her arms around him, and pressed her breasts against his front. Then, he jumped in startlement when his wife fondled his crotch with a sickly sweet grin that spelled all sorts of trouble.

“I want you to make up for railing that purple hussy by giving me another daughter.” she cooed, grinning with all the deviousness of a lewd girl.

Teresa giggled, undoing his pants and reaching inside to fondle his dick directly. “You’ve been a naughty boy and need to be punished~!” she licked his ear and lightly bit down on his earlobe.

Poor Naruto was taken aback for once. “R-really? But I thought yo-” He suddenly yelped as Teresa pinched him on the ass.

“It’s rude to look a gift horse in the mouth,” she scolded impishly. “Clare and I are going to punish you; you’re going to sit there, you’re going to take it, and you’re going to like it~!”

She growled that word like a hungry wolf as Clare dropped to her knees, pulled her hair behind her ear and took his dick into her mouth. Naruto groaned pitifully as his wife started bobbing her head up and down on his cock; at the same time, Teresa was busy stroking what wasn’t in the mouth of her adopted daughter.

She chuckled throatily as the sound of Clare’s succulent suckling filled the infinite caverns of her daughter’s mindscape, accompanied by Naruto’s moans. Shuddering at the tingling building up in his groin, the blond reached down to caress Clare’s scalp with one hand and leaned back against Teresa’s shoulder. And with the other, he reached behind and started palming at Teresa’s cunt.

“Oh, god that feels good.” he groaned; Teresa mewled as she moved her hips against his fingers. She moved her tits up and down his back, even as she caressed and rubbed at his chest. Naruto could feel Clare’s tongue lashing against his very tip from behind her lips, every time she pulled back, before trailing that wet organ along the underbelly of his one-eyed beast on the way down. It was incredible!

But, where was their so called ‘punishment’?

“If this is my ‘punishment’ then it’s a poor one.” he said with a groan.

Teresa chortled as she grinned a devious grin. “Do you really want us to punish you?” she purred impishly, “Because if you say ‘yes’, you’re going to regret it, I assure you.” she warned him; there was no malice, just a genuine, and friendly warning. “And this won’t be like the last time you were here.” she added.

Naruto shuddered when Clare gave the bulbous head a particularly hard suck; if he didn’t know any better, the blond would’ve thought she did it to show she was agreeing with the woman.

Naruto didn’t say anything, short of turning and kissing Teresa full on the mouth. The woman squealed into his mouth when Naruto got his hand under the flap of her pants and top, and slid down until he reached her vagina and started rubbing her vulva and clit.

“Well, this is punishment enough.” the blond said after he pulled away from her mouth. “I should get Clare to learn the Kage Bunshin.”

“Oh? And why is that?” Teresa asked, since Clare was a little… preoccupied at the moment.

“Copies,” Naruto explained. “And if you two do share a soul link, she could potentially let you out for some fresh air as that clone.”

That got Clare to pull away and look at him with wide eyes. “WHAT?! REALLY?!” she shouted in shock.

Naruto chuckled and patted his wife on the head. “Really,” he promised. “I’ll see what I can do about convincing Beth or Rafaela to help you learn the technique.” he gave Teresa a peck on the lips again.“So, what does this punishment entail? Because, I’m enjoying it so far.”

“You’re having it~” Teresa gave Clare a wink; which was the signal for her to really go wild. With Teresa holding his erection in place Naruto wasn’t really expecting for Clare to unhinge her jaw like a snake and to swallow the cock like one too.

“SHIT!” Naruto let out a loud curse as Clare rammed her head up and down on his cock like a piston. His body moved on its own as he placed his hands on her head and started bucking into her. Teresa cupped his cheeks and forced him to look at her, whereas she shoved her mouth against his and slithered her tongue into his mouth where she began to explore the moist cavern.

All the while she made sure he felt her breasts rubbing against his back, all of her curves, and finally her hands caressing his chest. With the two hot-ass women ganging up on him, the younger one giving him a particularly vigorous blowjob, Naruto was helpless against them. He came into Clare’s mouth with a loud roar, and because Naruto had Teresa’s mouth on his, his roar of pleasure ended up muffled.

----

Ejected from Clare’s mindscape by his orgasm, Naruto fell on his back, blinking in bewilderment as he found himself back in the barracks/armoury. Clare blinked owlishly, realizing that Naruto was no longer in her head. Then, she flinched at Teresa’s voice yelling, “oh, for fuck’s sake!?” in frustration.

“I’ll get straight to learning that Kage Whatchyamathing as soon as possible,” the young woman promised her adoptive mother.

“You’d better,” Teresa grumbled.

Clare looked towards a still-disoriented Naruto and grinned impishly. Reaching under her skirt and slipping her panties off, before dropping to her hands and knees and crawling on up to the man before her. Now, then… they had another baby to make.

Naruto moaned in his wife’s mouth when she pressed her lips to his and he wrapped his arms around her waist. “So, are we good, then?” he asked; the blond didn’t want her angry at him anymore.

Clare flashed him a predatory grin. “Did you forget?” She giggled menacingly. “As I said earlier, you’re going to make it up to me by giving me another daughter.”

Naruto let out a sheepish chortle. “Heh, right, I sorta did.” he pulled her into another kiss and put all of his love and fondness into it. “But, I can do that.” he groaned into her mouth; Clare sat down on his waist and mewled into her mans mouth as she ground her cunny against his crotch.

“Yes~” Clare hissed; oh, this was definitely the perfect way to make up to her for breaking his promise. “Yes, you can.”

Naruto moved one hand down to cup her ass. “As for Teresa… does she want to join in?”

“Yes, of course I do!” Teresa yelled straight into Clare’s head.

“Enthusiastically,” the young blonde giggled.

“Damn straight!”

“Alright,” Naruto closed his eyes and focused. While Clare may not be able to do anything on her end, he can certainly do something on his, say… making a mental copy of himself show up in Clare’s mindscape.

They are still connected chakra wise. It’ll be a piece of cake to do.

“There, that should do it.” the blond said as he opened his eyes once more. With that out of the way, he went right back to kissing his wife, that quickly escalated to French kissing.

----

Back in Clare’s mindscape, Teresa had a confused frown as she crossed her arms under her generous bosom.

“What should do it?” she asked, aloud. Then, she yelped as a pair of strong, male hands hugged her from behind. “Oh~!” Teresa looked behind her and grinned when she saw the slyly smiling face of Naruto hugging her.

“Clare is ‘punishing’ me outside; and I’m not going to take away your opportunity to ‘punish’ me.” he said, grinning with his eyebrows wiggling suggestively.

The woman smiled faintly as she said, “Well, aren’t you considerate?”

The bodacious blonde turned partially around to wrap her arm over his shoulder. At the same time she pressed her buttocks against his groin and ground against him as she brought him in for a kiss.

Both young man and the mature, bodacious woman moaned into each others mouths as they ground against one another. And when Naruto grasped her breasts and kneaded them, Teresa mewled pleasurably into his mouth and leaned slightly forward so her ass was pressed further against him.

Naruto chuckled into her lips. “You were neglected for an entire year. I think you should be able to cut loose as well, and get rid of your pent up frustrations at the same time.” he slid one hand down her chest and abdomen to her groin, where he started rubbing her through her pants.

Closing her eyes, Teresa mewled and whimpered longingly at his touch. She needed this so badly. The kneading of her breast and the rubbing of her vagina felt good; but she wanted more. Reaching back, she started undoing Naruto’s trousers and fished out her prize. He wanted her to cut loose, and get rid of her aroused frustrations? Very well, then...

Her eyes snapped open, and Naruto watched as a purple aura like energy formed around the woman when her eyes changed, going from chromic silver to demonic gold with slanted pupils. With one hand Teresa pushed her fellow blond down on his back; or more accurately she sent him flying for several yards where he landed on his back.

Grunting, Naruto quickly sat up, and when he looked at Teresa the blond instinctively shrank back; the glowing purple aura around her, the glowing, feline-like golden eyes, the way she was hidden behind a shadow; it gave off a real menacing appearance. She went down on all fours, and slowly skulked up to him like a hungry beast, licking her chops as she came closer and closer to her prey as the shadow slowly eased away from her to reveal the look of absolute hunger on her face. Nothing was going to stop her, this time!

Upon reaching the object of her desires, Teresa gently urged Naruto to lie back down and started to teasingly strip before him. Starting with what remained of armour, such as her vambraces and sabatons. Little by little, she slowly and seductively removed the bits of armor. Then once they were removed, the woman went for her two piece cloth bodysuit; starting with the top.

She crossed her arms in front of her torso and slowly, but smoothly removed it in a single motion, letting her generous tits bounce free of their confines. She cooed when Naruto reached up and grasped them, kneading her tit flesh gently and lovingly. Teresa smiled down at the young man and giggled. “Eager, aren’t we?”

“I have a downright, beautiful woman stripping for me.” he replied with a lopsided grin. “How can I not be eager?” the blond nevertheless let her go and allowed her to continue.

Teresa smiled. But, this one wasn’t faint, as her moniker would imply - it was a clearly visible, genuine, flattered grin. Then, her smile turned naughty, as she slid her thumbs into her leggings and sexily wiggled her nice ass out of them. She stood up slowly, letting the garment slide down to her ankles before stepping out with one foot and kicking them off with the other.

Naruto was in awe as he stared up at Teresa from his position on the ground. The first time, he didn’t really look at the woman and take in her appearance. And he realised he should have after she got her stigma healed. He now regrets in not taking in her beauty back then.

The woman before him was nothing short of gorgeous! Lean but well-built, Teresa had a perfect hourglass figure and wide, flaring hips, perfect for childbearing. Her large breasts left nothing to be desired in conjunction with her immaculate figure. The woman’s long, pale blonde, curly locks flowed down like a waterfall, reaching down to her waistline, with the chin-length bangs framing her face rather nicely. Her skin was also amazingly smooth, bearing no blemishes, with nary a speck of body hair, save for a cute, little, well-trimmed bush upon her mound.

“You are absolutely beautiful,” Naruto said with an appreciative grin.

Teresa smiled back, legitimately flattered, as she sauntered on up with quite the sway to her hips. Naruto’s attention was easily caught by them as she approached; she had ensnared him with her allure and when she got to his feet, she eased herself back down on her hands and knees and crawled the rest of the way up like a cat on the prowl. Her still golden slanted eyes just gave off that feeling even more.

Teresa narrowed her eyes slightly, took hold of his tunic and undershirt, and tore them clean off his body with a single, but powerful yank before tossing the shredded remains in her hand aside. Naruto yelped in surprise and chuckled at her enthusiasm. Then, she looked down at his remaining garment and frowned. That simply would not do… Deciding to level the playing field, Teresa reached down to the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down to and off his ankles in much the same fashion. The man beneath her now just as naked as she, Teresa licked her lips, again and went down upon her daughter’s man with a passionate kiss.

Both man and woman moaned into each others mouths as the former pulled the latter down into a tight hug. The two enjoyed the feel of their naked bodies pressed together - but none more than Teresa, who’d been craving such attention again for the past year.

Why didn’t she just ask Clare to bring him here? Simple: despite how much she enjoyed her first time upon consenting, she didn’t want to admit it. Now he was here and he was all hers.

----

Outside in the real world, within the armoury/barracks, Naruto groaned as his wife rode him like a pony. The two of them were still clothed; well, for the most part… Clare was still in her usual outfit, and merely had her panties taken off - followed by her apron-like skirt. Naruto had his trousers and boxers down to his ankles, and his tunic opened and undershirt pulled up.

The two of them were fucking like rabbits, as Clare tried to get herself impregnated with a second child. The sound of flesh pounding flesh echoed throughout the chamber and much of the outer hall, alongside Clair’s lewd moans and the obscene squelching of her sopping, hungry cunt.

The two of them had their arms outstretched, holding hands in the middle as they balanced themselves on one another.

“I - oh god - I love you.” Naruto grunted with genuine fondness; his woman rode him with everything she had, and he kept himself from reaching his limit, to prolong her pleasure as much as he possibly could. This was his ‘punishment’, and he was going to make sure he was ‘punished’ by putting her joy before his.

“I k-know,” Clare whimpered, biting her bottom lip to try and muffle her joyous squeals. “I l-love you too.” she mewled, before closing her eyes and throwing her head back in a silent scream when Naruto began thrusting up into her with renewed energy. She allowed him to take his hand away, not wondering where he was going to put it next due to the deep dicking she’s receiving.

She yelped in pleasure as her man then thumbed her clit and her walls clenched around his dick when he doubled his pace, slamming into the entrance of her womb with every thrust. She yelped again, this time out of surprise, when Naruto stopped his thrusting and pulled her down on top of him. Pecking her multiple times on the lips, jawline and neck, Naruto grabbed her thighs, bent his knees and raised his legs and pressed his mouth to hers.

Then he pounded her with everything he had; no longer was he fucking her at double, or triple the pace, he was having sex with his pace having quadrupled. His chakra reinforcing his legs, his thighs in particular, had allowed him to achieve this. Clare wailed like a common whore; she couldn’t take it; not even three thrusts in, she was brought to a mind-numbing orgasm as her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, and her inner walls fluttered - milking Naruto, her man, her lover and husband. for that seed she so craved.

Naruto grit his teeth as he tried to resist the temptation to cum, but by god was it a challenge! Her expression made it all the more difficult! She just looked so damn cute! No, not yet. He wanted to make her adore him again. He plowed through the need to release his seed, pressing on to make her cum again. The blond kept using the same pace, the same strength as he sent Clare straight back to cloud nine.

This time, his wife literally squealed as yet another release washed over her. Thank god the building wasn’t being used by anyone else, otherwise she would’ve been heard. As for Naruto he groaned as he closed his eyes tight, trying to keep himself once again from cumming.

----

Meanwhile, back in Clare’s mindscape, yet another Naruto was being mounted by an equally thirsty blonde.

Teresa groaned hungrily as her folds were pummeled by the man’s mighty dick. Naruto kneaded and groped her nice ass, while slamming into her with just as much force as Clare was receiving in that very moment. Every fiber of her ethereal being cried out in pleasure with each thrust.

While he was railing his woman to the best of his ability, Naruto stared, entranced at her heaving chest. The way her big tits bounced up and down was downright hypnotic.

Then, an evil thought came to mind as Naruto decided that he would fuck both her and Clare stupid. Slowly, his crimson aura bubbled into existence, enveloping both him and Teresa in its embrace. Then, just like the last time it happened, Teresa felt a tidal wave of pleasure wash over her; her golden eyes rolled to the back of her skull, her tongue lolled out and she let out a pleasure filled scream as she came hard around his cock. Both her own and Clare’s orgasm washed over her as she writhed and spasmed upon him. It felt as if she was riding him… no… she was riding him - but there was something else. She felt… somewhat, looser?

How? The only other person who could be loose is Clare- oh… so, that is who that was.

Pulling her tongue back into her mouth, Teresa looked down at him with wide, glaring eyes and a faint smile and found there was a bubbling red aura around them both. So that’s what he used to make her feel her own daughters pleasure?

Suddenly, she got a devilish flash of inspiration.

With squinted eyes, the aura she used when using her yoki came back and cast her in shadow. Naruto grew wide eyed at this, before her cunt clamped very, very tight around his cock as if she were trying to strangle it of life.

----

Outside, Clare was nigh-catatonic. When Naruto started using his yoki to pleasure her, she felt as if she was being fucked in two separate bodies. Unlike last time where it felt like she was getting pounded into the ground, it felt like she was riding him through another body. One that was tighter... he was doing the same thing as before, wasn’t he? Clare wailed in pleasure as yet another orgasm wracked her frame. It was just too much for her to handle!

And like the past two to three orgasms, her cunt was left empty of the seed it craved.

----

Teresa staggered, Clare’s orgasm washing over her, as well. She bit her lip and shifted her position. Now, she was squatting over Naruto hands on her knees, she glared at him with a toothy grin. Time to make him suffer for that in the best damn way possible.

She steeled herself and started bouncing on his dick, squeezing him on the way up every time, as she rapidly picked up the pace. By the time she found a steady pace, Teresa was pounding into him so fast it looked like three women were bouncing upon his dick at the same damn time!

If it were any other person she was doing this to, they would have had their pelvis broken, or cracked from the speed and force. Naruto just laid there and took her punishment like a man. From where he laid, Teresa looked like an angel of vengeance; he could almost see the two sets of white, feathery angelic wings sprouting from her back. Two large and two small.

Teresa wailed in both pleasure and frustration as she felt Clare’s next orgasm crash into her. Instead of giving in and basking in it, the woman powered through and kept fucking herself on his cock. She was going to fucking make him regret connecting her senses with Clare’s, by the time she got done with him!

She just needed to… damn it!

Yet another orgasm slammed into her, just after the last one subscided! Poor Clare was sent over the edge once more, and Teresa was nearly overwhelmed. Just as she tried to force herself to muscle through it again, she staggered. Yet another one hit her from Clare’s side of the two-plane romp, and it was driving the older woman insane!

“D-dammit!” Teresa scowled down at him in frustration; she slammed down on him one last time, and leaned down until she was face to face with him. “Why aren’t you coming yet?!” she demanded.

Naruto had the most impressive poker face Teresa had ever seen. So impressive it was, she genuinely thought he was nonchalant. The blond shrugged, “Maybe because you’re not going at your best?” he answered with a smile.

Theresa gave Naruto a scathing, hungry glare. Oh, really? She was going to show him… Her pace tripled on the spot, the sound of her squelching cunt echoing throughout Clare’s mindscape. Unfortunately for said girl, the sudden spike in lewd sensations sent her over the edge once more. And that in turn sent a new wave of sensations through Teresa’s senses as well.

She almost lost it there, but stubbornly held on.

Naruto’s composure cracked a little. His left eye twitched as both of them rolled to the back of his skull. Shit… he was getting so close. It was almost unbearable! The only way he could see this getting ‘worse’ is her lying down on top of him and fucking him with just her hips moving. Or she rode him reverse cowgirl. Or literally unleash hell upon him, by using the full potential of her 10 percent usage of yoki.

Given how frenzied she looks, Naruto guessed the last one is the most likely outcome. And in all honesty… he can’t wait to see what this sexy woman will do. But first…

“That’s it, like that.” Naruto groaned with a pleased smile. “C’mon, you can do better than that can’t you?” he reached up and managed to grab her fast bouncing tits. “Go nuts Teresa. I’m letting you let out your pent up lusts, so go. Fucking. Nuts!” to punctuate his statement, Naruto slammed into her half-way in the middle as she descended.

Teresa wailed, cumming on the spot, the world started to spin as her eyes rolled back and her inner walls squeezed the life out of her daughter’s man, but she didn’t let up; she couldn’t let up!

While Teresa staggered, she powered through her own orgasm and started fucking Naruto with all her might.

----

Back outside, Clare wailed at the feel of Teresa’s orgasm slamming into her. The poor girl nearly fainted right then and there. She fell on top of her man, gasping and shaking as the sensation of Teresa going absolutely nuts overwhelmed her. She couldn’t move, she could barely even breathe, but damn, did it feel good!

Naruto wrapped his arms around her back and waist, hugging his wife to him as she tried and failed miserably, to ignore the pleasant sensations pounding away at her mind. Naruto, himself, wasn’t fairing much better. He was linked to the clone in her mind like Clare was to Teresa. He was doing better in the sense he hadn’t cum yet, but the sensation of being fucked by one woman while plowing the other at the same time was so taxing on his willpower, the blond had no idea how much longer he can hold out for.

If Clare and Teresa were to work together, somehow find a way to co-ordinate their movements, then they may be able to turn this around in their favour. He wouldn’t bet on it though.

He kissed Clare on the lips, moaning shudderingly into her mouth as her vaginal walls tried to milk all the cum from his balls. Damn, he was tempted to just let loose! Just a little more! He needed to hold it in for just a bit longer!

“I - oh god - I love you, Clare!” he groaned, going cross-eyed when she started to move her hips automatically. “So, very much.” He trailed a hand down to her rear and gave her a nice, firm smack.

The effect was instant.

Within her, Teresa wailed as she was sent over the edge once more, followed immediately by Clare, milking both Naruto and his mental clone for all they were worth. It all proved too damn much for them.

Both inside and out, Naruto roared grabbing his woman’s hips and slamming into her as a massive gush of semen crashed into Clare and Teresa’s wombs. Both blonds bucked their hips with each spurt, burying their face into the crooks of Clare and Teresa’s necks.

Clare mewled as her womb got flooded with several spurts of cum and hugged her husband to him with a massive, drooling grin as she bucked her hips against his. Her cunt continuously tried to milk his cock and was getting the cum she so desperately needed.

----

Back in the mindscape, Naruto and Teresa were making out heavily, swapping spit as their hands explored each others body. Her eyes were no longer golden; her hips bucked against her lovers cock, that was still spurting cum into her snatch; and she enjoyed the feel of his hands roaming her body. Grabbing her ass, thigh and breasts whenever he could.

“Was that a good enough ‘punishment’ for me, Teresa?” Naruto asked the woman on top of him after pulling away. A cocky grin was on his face as he fondled her ass. Then, he grunted as her inner walls clenched around his dick.

“No one likes a smartass,” Teresa muttered, barely conscious, but still aware enough to retort.

“True enough.” he chuckled moving his other hand to lovingly thread his hands through her hair. “I wouldn’t mind fucking you some more if you’re up for it later. Heck, once you find a way to get out, let's have a celebrative fuck!”

“Hmmm....” the woman sighed dreamily, “sounds like a plan. Let’s stay like this for now.”

“Alright.” Naruto hugged her tight, rubbing her back. He chuckled, “You have a rocking body - are all you hybrids like this?” he grunted again when Teresa clenched her inner walls around his cock.

“Hush you, I’m resting.”

“Doesn’t mean we can’t flirt or lightly make out. Or just talk.” he pointed out. “But sure, resting sounds good.”

----

Back outside with Clare and Naruto, the latter was deep in thought as he traced his fingers up and down his wifes back. Now that Clare was pacified he has Ophelia to take care of. Given how… utterly nuts she can be on a bad day, he could tell that encounter was going to suck and probably hurt a lot.

Priscilla is most likely going to be there too, now that he thought about it.

If worst comes to worst, he can just offer the same thing he did with Clare - spar, with him on the defense and let her let out all her pent up anger.

“-give you.” he heard Clare mutter under her breath.

Naruto looked down, an eyebrow arched. “Hmm?”

“I, forgive you.” Clare repeated, loud enough for him to hear.

Naruto smiled in relief and hugged his woman, snuggling against her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and back. Yeah, now he has just Ophelia to worry about.

----

3 days later

In the Elemental Nations, Rubel and his entourage had finally arrived at their destination. Konohagakure no Sato, or the Village Hidden by Leaves. It was an impressive city, the bald man had to admit; large walls surrounded the city, though the men could see buildings being erected that towered over the walls itself.

Now, where was this Administrative devision he heard about? As he and his escort walked through the city gates, Rubel looked around. There was a lot of people walking around, quite a few wore those strange headbands, though there was a different symbol etched onto the metal. It resembled a leaf, with a swirl? How odd.

With a sigh Rubel went and asked someone for directions, and after he was pointed in the tower’s general direction, the bald man gave the the kindly villager a nod of thanks and continued on his way.

----

Hatake Kakashi was not a happy camper. Now more than ever, he knew why Tsunade drank so damn much. This job of being Hokage was stressful! And his sensei’s son wanted to have this job?!

...speaking of his sensei’s son…

The partially masked faced man looked at the remnants of Team Gai and Team Asuma. Both of whom were unhappy at their lack of progress. “Still no word on Naruto-san, or Tsunade-sama yet?” he asked them.

The young, black-haired man with a flaring ponytail answered with a sigh. “None, whatsoever. It’s like they both disappeared off the face of the earth. If anyone would have any chance at knowing their whereabouts, it’s Sasuke, but he’s in Suna, last I heard. Talk about troublesome blonds...”

Kakashi scowled behind his mask. Ever since the hunter-nin fiasco, two years ago, the Kazekage has cut all ties with Konoha and forbidden any active-duty leaf ninja from crossing his borders under penalty of death, so going there was out of the question. The only ones who were allowed entry into Suna’s borders were Sasuke and Naruto, since the former was on the search for him, with non-threatening intentions - the Uchiha was worried about his friend - and the latter was the redheads best friend.

Anko was technically not an exception, as she had gone rogue and hadn’t left Suna since the absolute fuckup that became known as ‘The Suna Incident’ happened. What the absolute fuck were the hunter-nins thinking antagonising Naruto?! The ones who blackmailed Anko into leading that mission were taken care of, permanently, but Kakashi feared that relations with their old ally were simply beyond repair, now.

And don’t get him started on Naruto himself. His wayward student went berserk after Hinata died. If the reports he got were accurate, he went six tails after Hinata took the killing blow meant for him, and absolutely butchered the hunter-nins.

Anko was the only one who was spared - partially because she and Naruto had become good friends, and partially because she didn’t want to be there in the first place. She was also the only one who didn’t try and kill them - instead, she went for non-lethal takedowns.

Kakashi was taken away from his train of thought when Shikamaru spoke again. “We simply don’t have the manpower or resources to keep searching for them, Hokage-sama. Judging by Konoha’s recovery rate, we should wait for a year or two before continuing the search. Just shy of a decade, give or take a few months, if we want to put our full commitment into this search for the long term.”

Yeah, the Sixth Hokage, Hatake Kakashi was definitely not a happy camper… not at all.

There was a knock on the door as a Emi, Kakashi’s secretary timidly entered. She was garbed in a particularly scandalous business suit, making her stick out like a sore thumb in this situation, but that was neither here nor there. “Hokage-sama? We seem to have an client with an… unorthodox request.”

That caught Kakashi’s attention, though he hid it well. The way she said that was code for S-Rank mission. Such things tended to be covert opps, so anyone below the rank of Jounin didn’t need to know about them - save for the obvious exception, of course.

Kakashi looked at Team Gai and Team Asuma before looking at Emi once more. “Send the client in, Emi.” the Sixth Hokage told the woman. A client with an S-Rank, there hasn’t been one of those since before the Fourth Shinobi World War. This outta be interesting.

Many eyes within the room gazed upon the doorway, as Rubel entered with his entourage. Kakashi raised an eyebrow at the men’s appearance, wondering where they were from, but decided to withhold questioning it for now.

The bald man smiled and gave an elaborate, but respectful bow, as he addressed Kakashi. “I take it you’re this Hokake we’ve heard so much about.”

Kakashi didn’t know why, but he only saw this guy for like, five seconds, and already he wants to punch him in the face. There was something… off about him. He gave him bad vibes. However, the silver haired Hokage expertly hid his thoughts and gave the man in black his iconic eye smile.

“That would be me.”

Rubel smiled. “I understand that your… village, is it? Does mercenary work?”

“It depends on the job we’re hired for, but yes,” Kakashi confirmed.

“My organization has been having trouble with a certain someone. You see, we run a sort of… extermination business, I suppose you would say. Where we’re from, there are these creatures called yoma - terrible beasts, they are. They, for lack of a more elegant way to put it, eat people, so our organization have come up with a way to use these creatures’ power against them by creating hybrid soldiers to combat them. But, this certain someone has been inciting rebellion amongst these soldiers and must be stopped, before he causes more damage than he already has.”

Almost immediately, Shikamaru asked the man, “what are his capabilities? What does he look like?”

“I think you might be quite familiar with him, actually.” Rubel said. “Spiky blond hair, blue eyes, whiskers on his cheeks?”

Kakashi’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull at that. The others also reacted rather drastically, Rubel noted. It wasn’t surprising, but he could do without the tension in the air. One could cut it with a knife.

“Rest assured, we only want him extracted from our land,” he said with a shrug. “He can even keep the little harem he’s amassed, if he so wishes, we just want him out of our way.”

That calmed them down, but not by much. Naruto wasn’t the type to start something for no reason. And as much as they want him to come back, they didn’t have the resources or manpower to spare. They needed to rebuild their forces and economy after such a costly war with Akatsuki. Furthermore, Naruto’s not likely to just come back willingly, after all is said and done.

“Harem, you say?” Kakashi asked skeptically. “That doesn’t sound like Naruto.”

“Indeed,” Shikamaru concurred. “This sounds suspiciously like a cheesy porno.”

Rubel shrugged. “The whole situation does thoroughly resemble a shameless smut novel, to be fair. Our reports indicate that he was dogpiled by four women, about two weeks after landing on our shores. Now, he’s surrounded by no less than 20. The locals have even come to call him the Ladykiller.”

‘I don’t know whether to be jealous or proud,’ Kakashi thought in exasperation. In all fairness, Naruto was a bit of an attention whore in his youth, so this was starting to sound a bit more feasible, especially if those rumors surrounding the sire of Koyuki’s daughter were to be believed. The fact that Haru no Kuni was openly hostile towards Konoha now had only served to add further credence to them…

It was seriously a little ridiculous, but feasible. The late Jiraiya-sama would be so proud of his last student, and godson if he were still alive today. Kakashi sighed, a thoughtful look in his eye.

Ino gave her leader a worried glance. “You’re not seriously suggesting we go after him, are you Hokage-sama? He’ll wreck us, and not in a good way.”

“Furthermore, Kumo, Haru, and Suna would likely declare war on us, the second they get back to full strength, if we so much as imply hostility towards him,” Shikamaru pointed out. “There’s also the risk of inciting rebellion, here in Konoha. Many people are were quite fond of Naruto and see him as a hero. ‘The Suna Incident’ nearly crippled our village, as it is.”

“And don’t forget about the tailed beasts.” a worried Tenten added, “They adore him. And I’d rather not find myself on the receiving end of a Bijuudama, after what I’ve seen.”

Kakashi laced his fingers, contemplating his options. They needed the income and if all goes well, Konoha could gain a valuable ally. “Emi, prepare some messenger hawks. I wish to send word to Haru no Kuni, Sunagakure, and Kumogakure. If we can handle this matter peacefully, then we’ll see about urging Naruto to relocate. Preferably to Suna. He has more friends there.” When his secretary nodded and scurried off, the Hokage readdressed Rubel. “Seeing as how innocent lives are on the line, I’m sure we can get some sympathy. But I can’t guarantee that the other parties will cooperate. I assume you can pay for our services if they do?”

The bald man grinned once more. “Of course.” Then, he gestured to one of his colleagues and the man dropped a hefty sack of beras before the Hokage. The others followed suit. “Solid gold; your currency is not the same as ours, but I assume they have some value, yes?”

Kakashi couldn’t believe his eyes. That amount of gold would help them out immensely. “I see…”