Black Aria

Epilogue

Naruto propped his head on his fist and watched his genin cavort in the swimming hole, relaxed in the shade of a tree. Kyuubi sat beside him, eyes closed and head back, taking deep breaths to catch all the different scents in the air. It had been difficult even getting out here today, since everyone wanted to make sure Naruto was okay. Most jounin had begun to treat Naruto as they would treat Tsunade and Naruto was sure some were around, trying to be inconspicuous.

After the two biju had returned Gaara and Naruto to Konoha, the quartet had been assaulted by friends and – in Gaara’s case – family, a myriad of questions and demands, and then shut up in the hospital for a few good weeks.

Actual damage was a minimum thanks to Naruto’s Aoisharingan, so their stay was basically so they could rest without being mobbed.

“There you are.” Sakura said, setting down her picnic basket beside Naruto. “I was looking everywhere for you.”

“Uh-huh.” Naruto smiled. “Where’s everyone else?”

“On their way. I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

“Doing what?” Naruto asked innocently. Kyuubi made a noise somewhere between a laugh and a choke. Sakura sighed and shook her head.

“You’re a pain in the ass.” Sakura said forlornly.

“We’ve been over this,” Naruto replied. He sat up and stretched aware of how attentive Kyuubi had become. The pink-haired woman sighed.

Over the next few hours, the other jounin and chuunin began to trickle in, genin following with towels and other things for swimming. Both rose to help set up the picnic, laughing and joking with their friends. Once the food was ready, a quick game of genin-tossing ensued, children’s voices raised as they tried and failed to win against the stronger jounin and chuunin.

By dusk, every stomach was filled and the male members of the Rookie Nine vanished in order to bring out something Naruto had gotten from out of storage. Everyone found a seat and watched Naruto and Sakura set the firecrackers up, aimed for the sky. All was silent except for the occasional chirp of cicadas, and the genin – and several jounin – shifted in anticipation.

Naruto held up his stick, carefully keeping the flame away from the explosives. It illuminated him to those gathered, allowing him to be heard.

“We’ve all come a long away,” He began, “and we’ve lost a lot. But we have also gained all that we lost back in some way. So tonight, don’t remember what we no longer have. Let’s remember what we do have.”

Silence met his words until Team Four leapt to their feet and shouted, “Arigatou, Rokudaime-sensei!” The cheer continued on.
Naruto shook his head and laughed, launching his firework into the darkened skies. The cheer changed into laughter and talking, and Naruto handed his stick to Sakura, quietly slipping away to find Kyuubi waiting for him.

The pair slipped away in the darkness, both far too eager to wait for actual privacy. Naruto arched into Kyuubi’s mouth as the elder slipped his hands under Naruto’s back, nipping and nibbling at the young man’s chest until the blonde was breathless. Kyuubi wasted no time in turning his mate onto his knees, and carefully pushed his fingers and tongue into Naruto’s passage. Kyuubi was grateful for the fact they’d used his robes as a bed, for had Naruto not bitten into the cloth, his sounds would have brought every shinobi in the vicinity down on them.

Kyuubi nibbled and licked every inch of his lover that he could reach, stretching him enough so the boy wouldn’t cry out in pain when he was finally taken.

“Kyuubi!” Naruto gasped out unexpectedly. “Please!”

If the demon hadn’t been fighting to hold himself in check since Naruto first began whimpering, he would have taken the boy right then. Instead, he purred and leaned over Naruto, nibbling at the younger’s ear.

“Please what?”

Naruto whined. Kyuubi laughed and relented, pulling back and pulled Naruto with him. He turned the jinchuuriki to face him and spread the boy’s legs enough that Kyuubi slid inside the blonde without a problem. Naruto bit his shoulder as he was filled, mewling as he took Kyuubi in up to the hilt.

Off in the distance, firecrackers squealed in glee before exploding into a myriad of colours. Kyuubi shifted his hips, and Naruto bent his knees to ride. It was a slow, leisurely coupling; something Kyuubi hadn’t done in a long, long time. Pleasure built up slowly, pooling in their lower abdomens until it had nowhere else to go. Kyuubi fell forward, grabbing up Naruto’s legs and propping them on his shoulders, bending his lover in half as he pounded into him.

Naruto was trying so hard not to cry out too loudly, biting into his fists, eyes closed tight as his muscles contracted around Kyuubi’s cock, driving the demon to thrust harder until Naruto squeaked.

Kyuubi gave a snarl as lights exploded behind his eyes, his body giving a final shudder as he filled his jinchuuriki with his seed. Naruto gave a breathy cry as he felt his insides warmed even more, his chest and stomach a sticky mess of sweat and come. Kyuubi pulled from his lover’s body, carefully licking the boy clean. Naruto casually returned the favour, and Kyuubi grabbed the blonde for another round.

Sated – finally – and sore, Kyuubi held Naruto close as they watched the sky brightened with sparkles of colour. They’d come through so much in such a short amount of time it was amazing they were still breathing.

Naruto’s hand sought out Kyuubi’s and clutched tight. Kyuubi simply kissed the top of Naruto’s head and leaned back against the tree trunk, listening to the night sounds, the firecrackers, and Naruto’s own breathing.

For the first time in a long while, Kyuubi was glad to be in such a place. He was happy to be a protector instead of a destroyer.

Naruto squeezed Kyuubi’s hand.

Kyuubi squeezed back.