Demon Winds

Sorry about taking forever...I know I said I'd update fast and I will I promise from now on I'll keep it to every 3 days. but please keep in mind I am a full time student, have a part time job and do loads of community stuff so I don't really have a lot of time to update...BUT I promise to do my best.

Story Update. This fic has actually turned out to be just a three-some...yeah I know...but it seems to be one of my more mellow ones.

enjoy~
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A brisk, sunny day dawned over Konoha, as the village began to wake, some still asleep and snoring, and yet others wide awake. Naruto in fact was sitting on his roof as he watched the golden sun rise up over his village casting magnificent rays of gold and orange over everything. A small trickle of sweat slid down his neck to disappear into his old tee-shirt. ‘What the hell is wrong with me?’ The blond mulled confusedly. Ever since he had awoken, his body had been burning up, sweat rolling off him in waves, and his breath was faster, his heart thumping in his chest. He couldn’t calm down, couldn’t control his body. Even worse he was plagued with phantom touches and invisible caresses that he had never had before. No one had touched him the way those hands did, sped his heart faster and made him almost scream with pleasurable torture.

Shaking his head, he tried to banish those feelings again...and failing miserably again... he pushed it to the back of his mind. He had to meet the Hokage in a few hours and most certainly could not approach her like this, not with a raging erection and definitely not with a burning temperature. This was not normal, he knew that for sure but what was he going to tell her? ‘I’m sweating buckets and have funny feelings?’ Yeah that would go over well...plus there was the fox to consider, if this really was a problem then the council would have to know and he didn’t even want to think of what would happen. That entire bastard council was just dying for a reason to lock him up or even better kill him off.

Growling out a sigh he dropped his head to his hands braced over his knees. ‘Shit shit shit’ he groaned as invisible hands combed through with his hair. Shaking his head hard he jumped to his feet pacing in the early morning sun, trying to make these unsettling emotions disappear. And there he spent the rest of the morning until nine.

Listening to the faint chime of a clock chirping 9 am, he hauling himself back into his apartment to peel his wet shirt off of his back. Eyeing himself critically in his bathroom mirror, he watched sweat drip from his hairline over his collarbone and down his heaving chest. ‘Damn it’ he panted lightly at his reflection; sweaty, a feverish blush coating his cheeks, his breathing harsh, his eyes dilated. ‘Fuck what the hell...’ Naruto worried before glancing at his clock again. It was time, throwing on his jounin uniform, he pulled it on over his overly warm body, the clothes dragging over his humid skin, sticking to him. Grimacing as his uniform settled over his body, a damp, moist, hot cocoon.

Leaping out of his apartment, he headed over to the Hokage’s office. Masking his presence he hopped up onto the balcony and took a moment to compose himself as much he could. Using the smallest amount of chakra possible he used it to henge his flushed cheeks, the insane amount of sweat that continued to drip down his face, as well as hide the noticeable ridge in his pants.

Stepping into her office, he prayed to the powers that be that Baa-chan wouldn’t ask why, or any other awkward questions.

Leaning nonchalantly against the wall he waited for her, wracking his brain for a logical, plausible explanation for this turn of events that didn’t involve the Kyuubi no Kitsune. Failing miserably, his ears perked as he heard the familiar tread of Tsunade’s feet. Turning he watched her walk in and settle herself at her desk. Sitting, she took stock of the blond, eyeing him silently for a moment as she took in the infinitesimal amount of tiny energy that surrounded the blond and his strange silence but after a while dismissed it as she began to brief him.


“You have a new mission, You with Sasuke and Kiba are to escort the visiting Rock Country chief. You three will be his personal escort while several Anbu will be branched out along the perimeter to secure his passage. You make for the border tonight, travel light, it’s only a day’s run, you’ll meet Sasuke and Kiba at the East gate. Make good time, do not attract attention and get him here safely. That is all, dismissed.” The buxom Godaime spoke watching as Naruto nodded. The blond, dared not speak for fear of what his voice might sound like, simply nodding he made for the window and left before Tsunade could say or do anything else.

Out in the village he dropped his henge and sprinted home, slinging himself in through his window he ripped his clothes off and threw himself under the icy jets of his shower again, trying to cool the ever increasing burning in his skin, like a heat wave surging just below his skin but right above his chakra layer. It was primal, intense, just as those damned hands returned running over him in mindless circles as they caressed the firm muscles of his back. Those hands tight and warm with an attitude of possession that would have galled Naruto if the blond had been in any position to argue or protest.

“Agggg” he moaned tortuously, his head bent over against the cool tiles of his shower. His cock erect and dripping thickly pearly liquid as it throbbed between his legs. He panted feverishly as his eyes dilated to a hazy blue as he shut them trying to banish this sensory overload. Again missing the haze that rose up around him, the cold water steaming into a vapor as it hit his burning skin. His breath fogging the tiles around him as he fought for air, almost gasping as he shivered under those phantom hands. They ghosted over his shoulder, skimming over his hard muscles, scratching lightly over his back only to drag one lone finger along his spine in tingling sensations, making his body ache, for what? He didn’t know.

His breath huffing out as he struggled to regain control of his body, those hands teasing him to lunacy, skittering over his shoulder blades before rubbing against the gentle slope of his lower back, pressing against his skin. Naruto’s head was whipping side to side as he moaned for something, anything before reaching down between his legs to grab himself, the touch alone almost made him explode.

Those infernal hands slid lower over the gentle swells of his firm ass. Gripping his cheeks, Naruto yelped half in pleasure half in pain as he squeezed his cock in his hands, climaxing violently over his shower wall under the freezing spray. Reeling, half delirious, Naruto stumbled from his bathroom, broken visions of skin and hands and mouths, lips and tongues warring through his head as he tried to understand what was happening to him.

Exhaustion swarming into his body as he continued to sweat, the salty liquid quickly gathering over his skin as he stepped into his kitchen. Grabbing a jar of water he downed it all before refilling it and downing it again. His naked body rippling with goosebumps even as sweat continued to roll down his bare skin, his back glistening as he continued to drink gallons of water.

Dressing, he grabbed his pack and headed towards the main gate where he was to meet his teammates. Contemplating food, his almost retched as his stomach recoiled aversely. Forgoing lunch, he head over to the East Gate, replacing his henge even as he knew it wouldn’t hold up against Sasuke’s sharingans or even Kiba’s nose.

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Arriving at the huge East Gate, the blond settled himself against the massive oak door as he waited, trying to control his too fast breathing. This had to have something to do with the Kyuubi but Naruto hesitated, forgoing the idea of approaching the massive demon beast on the subject.

Blinking out of his internal thoughts, the blond spied Kiba as the spiky brunette loped up with Akamaru on his heels, the huge dog snuffling curiously around Naruto, easily detecting the change in scent or rather the spike in arousal that seemed to permeate the blond.

“Hey moron what’s up? So we have to escort some old geezer right?” Kiba greeted

‘Please Akamaru don’t tell Kiba, I know something’s wrong but please don’t tell him.’ Naruto begged the ninja dog, praying that he wouldn’t tell Kiba. Even though the beast nin had an incredibly superior sense of smell that didn’t mean that Kiba would be able to pinpoint this odd physical state that the blond was in, at least not without Akamaru’s help. The great white dog eyed him speculatively before he gave a single nod trusting Naruto to sort himself out.

“Yeah loser” Naruto chanced speaking thanking the powers that be that the only difference was that his voice was slightly thicker, a little deeper. Kiba either didn’t notice or dismissed it as he leaned back against the gate, both of them waiting for Sasuke. But they didn’t have to wait for long because the Uchiha soon dropped down from the rooftops and strolled over, nodding his non-verbal greeting. The group waited for another minute before their mission began. Kiba taking the lead with Akamaru scouting the perimeter, Sasuke in the rear with his sharingans and Naruto stuck right in middle cursing his luck and his lack of a decent excuse.

Kiba loped ahead as the others followed behind him, all heading for the border as the sun began its slow descent, a warm orange glow filling the sky as it merged with red and purples and blues, night curling up to cover the sky.

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Kind of a blah chapter but review anyways so that I can update and get to the wonderful lemon-y goodness