Ninja Moon

This would be me trying to get over my own sexual frustration. Don't ask. Let's just say it involves two virgins trying to figure out how to have sex, even though one's an experienced fan-authoress and the other is a guy who owns porn. Oh, and I keep forgetting if I mentioned this or not, but this doesn't follow either the Sailor Moon anime series or the manga series. This is just my boredom and lust taking over and taking advantage of sexy guys in sailor fuku with breasts.

Chapter 2: Battles of Body and Soul
When Iruka opened his eyes again, he knew something very big had happened during the timespan of only a few moments. His clothes and appearance had changed for one thing, and he felt his chakra had completely shifted into a new signature. His body felt smaller, but Iruka knew it was still capable of the ninjutsu and taijutsu that he had been trained in. The compact had become a brooch that was clasped to a bow at the center of his chest.

Closing his eyes, Iruka felt his face with thinly-gloved hands. His eyes were slightly further apart, a tiara had replaced his ninja headband, and his face had lost its hardness of age and premature grief. The faint depression of his scar was gone, his nose felt smaller, but his lips remained the same. His hands travelled down his neck to note the missing Adam's Apple and cupped full breasts. Further down, his hands touched a short skirt and cupped his pelvis to allow two fingers to touch his new vagina.

Iruka had indeed become a woman.

Jedite's shout caught his attention, and though the blonde looked more angry than anything, the fear was there in his voice. "She's near! Mud minions to me! Now!"

The newborn woman leapt into the center of the clearing, landing in a defensive stance. Words whispered in Iruka's mind, but he ignored them for now as he glared at Jedite. "Looking for me?" He challenged, noting his voice was now a woman's as well.

Jedite smirked as he looked over Iruka's new form, and the nin felt the mud minions surround him. "Well...I must say I'm surprised you were chosen to be the new Sailor Moon..." The blonde said with a sneer. "But the transformation almost makes me regret to have to kill you." He glared at Iruka. "Hand over the Silver Imperium Crystal!"

Iruka returned the dark look. "Over my dead body."

"That can be arranged!" Jedite roared.

Without warning, the mud minions began to attack. Iruka leapt out of the way and the crystal on his brooch glittered with power. Once again standing in the center of a circle of mud minions, Iruka removed the tiara from his forehead and let his power flow into it. The tiara hovered in his hand, spinning until it formed a glowing disk of white energy. Jedite's eyes became wide. "Moon Tiara Attack!" Iruka shouted the attack as he threw the disk of light.

It curved into a wide arch, slicing through each of the mud minions. When it returned to his hand, Iruka glared at Jedite, ignoring the creatures that shattered into sparkling dust. Jedite backed away, then growled. "We'll meet again, Sailor Moon." With that, he vanished.

Iruka sighed with relief, but he was still troubled. Mizuki... He thought, touching the brooch at his breast. He's joined the enemy...my enemy...I'll have to face him then...But when? I wish I knew...so I could be better prepared. And what was he planning...if he intended on capturing me? Great Third Hokage...protect me...

"Sailor Moon..."

The teacher turned at the sound of his alias and smiled. "Tuxedo Mask..."

He found himself lost in the white shield hiding the man's eyes as Tuxedo Mask gently held Iruka's arms as if it were forbidden to touch him. "You fought well..." The words were forced; they weren't what he was originally going to say.

"Thank you..." But Iruka shook his head and stepped dangerously closer. His eyes were pleading. "Tell me who you are...You're the prince from my dream, I know it. Please...a hint, a sign...a name...any name..."

Tuxedo Mask's hand lifted to touch Iruka's face. "I know you, Iruka...I've known you since before this dream began...I've known you since our bloody childhood...But for now...all I can do is hold you from behind this mask and stand in the shadows by your side when you need me..."

Face void of sadness at the answer, Iruka nodded. "I should get home soon..." But Tuxedo Mask didn't let go. Iruka's eyes stared into his mask, and he swore he could see the glittering darkness of the masked man's eyes.

Before he could fathom what was happening, Iruka's eyes clsoed as his female body was pulled against the man's firm form and lips met in a needy, passionate kiss. Iruka's hands clutched the fabirc of Tuxedo Mask's shirt, silently begging to be held and never let go of. A moist tongue entered Iruka's mouth, making the teacher groan with want. Warm darkness of Tuxedo Mask's cloak wrapped around Iruka, and he blushed as Tuxedo Mask's hands wandered his barely-clothed body.

Silently, Iruka prayed the night would never end.

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Iruka shivered when he woke. The ring of his alarm clock sang near his head and a hand flew to silence it. He opened his eyes and saw he was male. The teacher was laying naked on his bed, the compact on his chest and pink ribbons streaming from it, loosely wrapped around his body. He sat up and touched his lips lightly, remembering the kiss he and the masked man shared.

We didn't make love... Iruka thought. We kissed only...But his hands...I remember his warm hands on my body, touching me as if trying to memorize me. The teacher shivered. We didn't make love, but both of us wanted it.

Luna leapt onto the bed. "You're finally awake," she said with a sigh of relief. "I was afraid something had happened."

He closed the compact and the ribbons vanished. Iruka stood and gathered his clothes. "I'm going to take a shower," he told the cat. "I"m already late for work as is..."

"But...what happened last night?" Luna asked, concern in her voice.

The teacher smiled. "Don't worry about it...It's nothing." He ducked into the bathroom before further argument could be made.

A sigh escaped the cat as she curled up on the bed. I hope he knows what he's doing... She blinked as the corner of her eye caught movement at the nearby window, but by the time she turned to investigate, the person was already gone. On the windowsill lay a red rose. Her eyes narrowed. So its begun already...

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Tsunade didn't question Iruka's tardiness when he came in two hours late and took his seat beside her at the mission desk. For a long while, the room was silent as the other nin waited for Tsunade to rebuke the young chuunin for being late, and returned to working when she didn't. The woman smiled when calm returned and asked Iruka, "Long night?"

"Yeah..." Iruka said with a sigh as he handed a scroll to Kurenai, who had been standing there for only an instant. "My dream is becoming more clear now...and I've met my prince..."

Here, Tsunade grinned. "I imagine so..." She handed him a newspaper. In bold on the front page were the words MYSTERY WOMAN CAPTURES MISSING NIN with a black and white picture underneath, surrounded by the text of the short article. The picture was of a long-haired woman of younger age dressed in a sailor fuku similar to Iruka's. She was wearing a mask.

He shook his head and whispered so only she heard. "That's not me...I have shorter hair..." Iruka sighed and explained what had happened the night before, cutting off after the battle and replacing it with just going home. "And not once did I catch or even see any missing nin..."

"Hn..." Tsunade thought for a moment, then suggested, "Do you think this woman could be a Sailor Scout, too?"

"It's possible..." He patted Luna on his shoulder then began reading the newspaper.

At the same moment he looked up from reading, Kakashi appeared in front of the mission desk. Of course, he had just walked up to it casually, but Iruka didn't see him walk. And for once, Kakashi wasn't reading that filthy book of his. Iruka detested it completely and had gone to Tsunade several times asking the series be banned from Konoha for fear of a child finding a volume. Namely someone as impressionable as Naruto.

That nightmare had cursed Iruka many a night after trying to read a volume of Icha Icha Paradise.

"Yo," Kakashi greeted the two in his normal, not-caring-about-status way.

Iruka blinked, then asked. "Here for another mission, Kakashi-san?"

"Nope..."

Again Iruka blinked, looking very confused. Tsunade smiled and stood. "I just remembered," she excused herself. "Sakura wanted me to show her a few medical jutsu. Kakashi-sensei, do you mind taking over for me?"

The jounin bowed to his Hokage. "I would be honored." He sat down beside Iruka as Tsunade left.

The brunette teacher spoke as he read the article. "So what brings you in here if you don't want a mission?"

"To talk of course," Kakashi answered.

"Gai challenged you again to something pointless?"

"Yes."

Iruka smiled. He was usually Kakashi's scapegoat on getting away from Gai when the nin was hunting down his "eternal rival" for one reason or another. Gai always backed off from Kakashi when the jounin went to Iruka. No one knew why, though.

"I figured it was that," Iruka admitted, and he thought with a fading smile, It wouldn't be like you to just want to talk out of the blue. It just wouldn't... He sighed and went back to his newspaper. I guess it would be too much to ask for a normal conversation with Kakashi or an invitation to lunch...

"Would you like to join me for ramen and sake after work, Iruka-sensei?" Kakashi asked out of the blue.

The chuunin blinked, as if not believing he heard Kakashi right. "Excuse me?"

Kakashi looked at him. "Would you like to join me for ramen and sake after work?"

"Oh..." Iruka stuttered a bit, stunned at being off-guard by the question. "I...uh...I guess?"

"Good." Kakashi's eye smiled then went to the paperwork before him.

Iruka watched him, then broke the silence. "Any particular reason?"

"Not really." Again the eye smiled. "Is it wrong to want to have dinner and a few drinks with a fellow teacher and nin?"

"No...I suppose not...It just seems...awkward..."

"Don't worry about it." Kakashi shrugged. "It's not like it's a date or anything."

The teacher sat up straight. "I never thought it was."

Kakashi only laughed and said nothing more for the rest of the day.

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Sailor Moon leapt from tree to tree, a thoughtful look on his face as the transformed nin circled Konoha in a protective patrol. Luna, who was riding on his shoulder, gave Iruka a concerned look. "What's wrong?" She asked in a whisper.

"We're being followed. We have been for the past half-hour." Luna started to turn when Iruka said quickly, "Don't look. I can have an advantage if I surprise him."

"Who do you think it is?" Luna whispered.

"I recognize the chakra signal, even through it's tainted mask." There was pain in his voice, as if the knowledge of his persuer's identity was an attack in itself. Mizuki... he thought. How I hoped it would be a long time before we met again...when I was more prepared to face you and your cruel intentions... "Luna...I want to face him alone...Go hide so you don't get hurt..."

"Alright...Please be careful..." With that, the cat leapt away.

Iruka felt his enemy speed up and slowly close the distance between them. Ten yards...nine yards...eight yards...Iruka leapt between branches, fear settling in his heart as he tried to plan...five yards...four yards....They approached a clearing...two yards...three feet nonw. As soon as the pale moonlight touched him, Iruka was pounced on and slammed into a tree. He winced as it tore part of his fuku and dug into his tender breasts. Hands held his wrists roughly and arms were wrapped around the tree as a body pressed against his, pushing him further against the tree.

Fear filled Iruka faster as he felt a hard member press against his backside under the skirt.

"Umino Iruka," Mizuki purred in Iruka's ear. "I knew it'd be you who'd become their enemy the minute I joined the Negaverse. It would only be fitting." Iruka whimpered quietly as the muscle was pushed between his legs, closer to his soft vagina. Mizuki grinned. "Oh, how I've wished for this day...For you to be a woman and in my clutches."

"Unhand me," Iruka growled, glaring over his shoulder at the snow-haired man. "There's no honor in this or have you sunk to a level that no amount of honor can redeem?"

"Honor? Ha!" The evil chuunin laughed. "There is no honor in being a ninja!"

Now Iruka struggled. "Let me go!" A pelvic thrust from Mizuki shoved him again into the tree and into more pain. he panted as he struggled to keep a sickening lust and overwhelming fear from taking over. "Mi...Mizuki...My fuku...It's torn...near my breasts..."

Mizuki brought Iruka's hands over his head and used only one hand to keep Iruka's pinned. It's twin slid up Iruka's stomach and pulled him from the tree to explore his torso. The cool hand stopped when it cupped a breast, warm and free from the fuku in his palm. His erection became harder. "Indeed it is," Mizuki finally said, his voice heavy with lust.

Iruka whimpered again as two fingers teased a nipple, and Mizuki's breath caressed his ear. The teacher felt he was going to be sick, but fought it back. He swallowed in a dry throat, then found his voice, "Are...are you going to rape me?"

He felt Mizuki grin. "It's only rape if it's unwilling. I want you to beg."

A yelp escaped Iruka as his breast was squeezed. His mind was beginning to slip away, but he held on. "Wouldn't you r-rather...uhn...see my face as you t-take me?"

Mizuki's grip on his wrists shifted and suddenly Iruka was spun around. A leg was lifted and wrapped around Mizuki's waist and drooling lips forced themselves onto Iruka's. A wet tongue plunged into his mouth, but Iruka didn't feel it. His eyes and mind was on his leg. Slowly, Iruka began to squirm against Mizuki, feeling his moistening vagina dampen his fuku and taunt Mizuki's penis. Mizuki grunted and gave Iruka a pelvic thrust once more.

Just a little more...I only have one shot at this...

Suddenly, Iruka thrust his knee up and hit Mizuki's weapon pouch. A kunai flew from the pouch and landed in Iruka's hand. Mizuki let out a howling scream of pain as Iruka embedded the kunai into the evil nin's wrist. A roundhouse kick flew true when Mizuki let go of Iruka and knocked the wounded nin to the ground. Iruka got away from the tree quickly and took a defensive stance, facing the recovering Mizuki.

The white-haired nin glared darkly at Iruka, ripping the kuna from his wrist. "Bitch!" He shouted, throwing the kunai at Iruka.

Iruka closed his eyes and let his inner eye open his mind and soul. He heard the air being cut by the rushing steel and knew it would be slick and hard to grab because of the blood. Again Iruka thought, I only have one shot at this. His body felt as empty and controlled as a marrionette's, and his inner counciousness was his master pulling the strings. With a single, fluid motion, Iruka caught the flying blade and sent it back to its owner.

Mizuki fell to the ground without a sound, save for the gurgling gushing of blood rushing to escape his impaled throat.

The brunette sank to his knees, hugging himself. Mizuki... He cried in his mind, though he shed no tears. Oh Mizuki...You should have realized hatred, vengence, and lust would only consume you in darkness...I'm so sorry you had to die like this...Die like a villain...a demon...

He heard the approach of nin from the village, alerted by Mizuki's chakra, and closed his eyes. Iruka felt the ribbons around him loosen as his body changed. When the nin arrived at the scene, they saw the dressed, gentle chuunin sitting on the ground with a bowed head, hands crimson from the blood of the dead, exhiled nin.