Demon Winds

Another update! yay! Okay now *directed to the people who have read all or almost all of my stories* I know...usually by chapter 3 there's a lemon...but in this one I have to build it up a bit...but don't worry the lemon-y bits have already been written and if I must say myself...they are good ><<>>< very good...
anyway enjoy another installment naruto and Co.
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Shimmering through the trees, the small team was heading steadily towards the border, night engulfing them in a shower of stars and a full corn moon glittered above throwing distorted shadows around the moving shinobis.

Naruto forced his breath to sound normal even as it burned his lungs and ached in his chest. Sweat dropping off him to land in the passing leaves, thankfully he could still hold his henge so he was relatively certain that neither Sasuke nor Kiba had an indication of his current state of distress. And it was indeed distress, his heart was hammering in his chest, as his groin tingled, his cock hard and pulsing, his body tense and taunt as he tried to control himself. Distorted memories and ghostly hands wavering over him. Strange desires pin-ponging through him as he tried to focus. Scanning the trees ahead he alighted on Kiba, the beast nin leaping from branch to branch, his legs contracting and expanding, his body steadily moving as his muscles tensed for each jump then relaxed, tensed, then relaxed.

Naruto stared forward, his eyes tracing the contracting and expanding muscles of Kiba's back and ass. Horrified, he realized he was staring at his teammate with phantom hands running down his sides. Not just staring but ogling the beast nin’s firm ass, his long legs and tightly muscled arms, even the fucking slope of his tan neck. Shaking himself, Naruto ripped his gaze from Kiba to re-focus on the trees he was leaping through. But those invisible hands rubbed over his skin, caressing him with hard callouses and twinging sensations. It was like an unavoidable force, a horrifically powerful magnet that drew his hazy blue eyes back to the elegant, trim body of the man before him. Sweat streaming down his tan body, soaking his uniform under his henge, as he desperately tried to compute his situation under the stress and pleasure of those hands,

Sasuke lept over the branches behind his current team members, scanning the forest around them, he flicked his head to move his bangs and noticed something extremely odd. Naruto was surrounded by a vague orange-y glow and around that glow was another blue aura that surrounded the blond. ‘What the...?’ Sasuke wondered as he eyed the different energies that were quaking around his sometimes best friend other times enemy. However his curiosity was quickly overwhelmed by the perverted half of his mind as his eyes started to trace the firm curves of the moving ass in front of him, following the gentle curve of the blond’s back as Sasuke felt a little tingle in his pants.

Above them the moon rose high, her yellowish glow melting away to reveal a silvery white luminance, as Kiba halted in front of them. “Here’s the clearing” he whispered over and indeed here was the often used shinobi clearing. It was a small, secluded niche in the trees that offered a decent hiding spot with security; another perk was that a small stream ran right by it, close enough to provide fresh water but far enough that the ground wasn’t a wet, soggy, muddy mess.

Dropping down into it from above, the boys dropped their stuff and spread out their bedrolls, Naruto heading over to the river to get some water while Kiba made a small, smoke-less fire and Sasuke scanned the surroundings, placing traps around the perimeter.

Out by the stream Naruto bent down to fill all three of their canteens before setting them aside. Dropping to his knees, he plunged his hand into the chilly stream and splashed it up over his face, again and again he doused his heated skin before he lowered himself down to dunk his whole head into the stream. Surfacing he rocked back onto his heels as he gulped the water, trying to replenish the water that he seemed to be shedding.

Releasing himself a little, he let his breathing return to the fast paced huff as the blond concentrated on splashing more water on his face and arms, the back of his neck. In faint desperation, he even pushed his flak jacket out of the way to lift his tank. Baring his belly he scooped water up to fall over his burning skin. Ghost hands squeezing and rubbing over his thighs, sliding down to touch his calves before floating back up to torture the blond. Conscious about time and worried about taking too long, Naruto straightened himself, tighten his henge, and tried to push those physical sensations to the back of his mind as he rose up to return to the small camp site. Dropping the canteens off next to the small camp fire, the blond flopped back onto his bed roll in forced ease, still trying to mask his weird condition.

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Sasuke sat on his bedroll, leaning his back against the stout bark of a large oak tree, scanning the camp before he turned to watch Naruto. He wasn’t a fool and he wasn’t blind either. He noticed all the little discrepancies, the faint change in chakra, the tenseness of the blond’s shoulders, not to mention those strange auras surrounding him. Something was off, but he wasn’t sure what and it was bothering the hell out of him. Glancing over he noticed Kiba, eyeing the blond intently, obviously the beast nin noticed something as well. Watching the tattooed nin notice his gaze, Sasuke raised on elegant eyebrow up before they both turned to eye the blond.

Naruto lay on his roll, consciously controlling his body so that he wouldn’t alert them to anything else. He knew they were watching him, knew that they knew something was wrong, he could feel it in their gazes, the intensity of their curiosity mixed with a bit of concern. Shaking it off, he feigned sleep as he tightened his iron-clad control over his body refusing to reveal the intensity of his problems.

It was a delicate game of knowledge and respect, women would have no problem asking what was wrong but shinobi men just didn’t ask that kind of thing. You either volunteered information or waited until that problem became apparent. Under this implicit rule, Kiba and Sasuke wondered and thought across the small clearing under the cool breeze of the star filled night. Sasuke sometimes losing himself in semi-real fantasies with the blond that lay less then three feet away from him.

Naruto pretended to sleep as he listened to the soft rustles and light breathing of his teammates until he heard them fall asleep, their deep, slow breaths quiet in the forest. Tugging himself up, he moved silently eyeing them, watching the slow rise and fall of their sleeping chests as he crept out of the clearing on cat feet, silent not even leaving a rustle in his wake. Behind him Sasuke cracked an eye open.

Hedging around the large trees, the blond headed back over to the stream. Slipping out of his clothes he slid into the freezing waters. Sighing silently he let the icy currents caress his feverish body, he released his minute henge to give himself a rest as he ducked his head down. Surfacing up, the cold water didn’t even drip off as it evaporated right off his skin. Letting his body fall gently to the shallow bank, Naruto sat down on the soft muddy stream bed, the water lapping around his shoulder as he gripped his painfully hard cock with a little gasp.

Rubbing himself, his hands making little ripples dance across the surface of the stream. He pulled and jerked, so close already, invisible hands gripping his ass firmly as he panted into the still quiet of the night. Then with a final jerk, he bit his lip hard to stifle the yell that wanted to leap out. Cutting into his lip, it swelled slightly, pink-tinged as he washed away the traces of his uncontrollability, letting it all wash down stream.

Ashamed of his lack of control, Naruto stood and pulled his clothes back on over his wet body, the icy streams steaming off him before he was even half dressed. Henging again, he slunk back into the camp site. Laying down, he contemplated his body, thoughts of sleep long gone as his skin burned and tingled, his cock hard again, his heart racing in his chest; phantom hands driving him mad with need and confusion.

Covertly watching the blond settle himself back on his bed roll, Sasuke wondered but nothing on the blond indicated what he had been up to, his uniform dry, his face blank as he had dropped down to his bedroll again.

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Feeling the crest of dawn, Naruto stood up rolling his bedding before he leaned against the tree again waiting for the sun to rise fully and wake his still sleeping teammates.

‘Maybe I should ask the fox...’ Naruto mulled as he wracked his head for any alternative to his state. He watched the sun’s rays glimmer opaquely through the leaves as Sasuke and Kiba rose to snack and fix their packs. Finished and ready to go, the team hopped up into the treetops as they sprinted off towards the border.

Those hands insistent as they pleasurably tortured him, his contained breathing burning in his lungs as he scanned the area. Making good time they reached the border by noon. Locating the older noble, they formed a wide makeshift triangle around him and started back straight. At the speed the Rock Chief was going they could probably reach the East Gate a few hours after midnight, no breaks until he was safely within the walled gates of Konoha.

Sasuke maintained his focus as they ran but his eyes kept sliding over to Naruto. The blond was on his left and Kiba up in front, the elder in the middle. The brunette studied the scrunched whiskers and his tenseness but no matter what he saw he could not figure out what was wrong. Everything seemed to be in perfect order except for the bad feeling in his gut. Plus those odd chakra auras were not normal. The sun banked behind them as night fell again.

Through the forest they ran, Naruto desperately holding himself in check; Sasuke eyeing him furtively as they passed from the forest into the large Eastern Gate. The team handed the elder chief off to another set of Anbu escorts as they dispersed, Naruto poof-ing out as soon as he was able causing Kiba to raise an eyebrow before he too left for home leaving Sasuke alone. The brunette lept up onto the rooftops, still contemplating all the things that were off with the blond.

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The blond in question had in fact poof-ed home. Ripping his clothes off he lept into the icy jets of his shower once again, cradling his head in his hands as his fists clenched up...

‘what the hell is wrong with me...’

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poor Naru-chan