Kaze Noil: Wind Blade Turning

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(AN: All right, people. I’ve been a little… off, lately, since I’ve been getting a couple of flames every now and again as some people seem to think that if they bitch about what I write I’ll change it… or something along those lines. Well, truth be told, I ain’t doing jack for those flamers. You want me to do something then you ASK me, nice and CALM, about what you think should be changed. I don’t care if you don’t like the romance, or you think the story is just plain stupid because of all the lemons, or if you just want to flame. This story is MINE, and I’ll do with it what I will.)
(AN: I don’t think you all seem to realize this, but the fanfiction (dot) net story is the same length as this story. It’s as far into the story as this one, only thing is the uncut one has pornographic lemons in it, rather then romantic ones. I only update each one depending on when I update a chapter, so that none of my readers could get ahead of the others…)

Kaze Noil:
Wind Blade Turning
Chapter 5:
“Made of Scars”
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“This one came from looking,
This one opened twice,
These two seemed as smooth as silk
Flush against my eyes…
This one needed stitches,
And this one came from rings
This one isn’t even there,
But I feel it more because you don’t care!”
- Stone Sour, “Made of Scars”.


The next morning came slow for Kaze Noil (Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto) as he slowly opened his eyes to the dim morning light, blinking back the blurriness of sleep as he tried to understand where he was. Then he felt the weight of two supple bodies pushed up against his chest, breathing steadily into the flesh of his shoulders. Looking down, he could see two heads full of equally dark hair, belonging to two of his lovers, Hyuuga Senna (Hinata) and Mitarashi Anko, both of which he knew wouldn’t be asleep for long.
He had learned quickly enough that when he woke up neither Senna nor his other lovers was that far from waking either. It wouldn’t have been so bad as Senna liked to catch some “private” time with him away from his other lovers, but when he had pulled that stunt with Jen-Sei after he had summoned her once, for them to have a “date” outside of Konohagakure a few days ago, well, she had nearly pummeled him to death for “waking her up” before dragging him back to bed and commanding him to go back to sleep so she could catch some z’s. He didn’t argue, mostly because in the time it had taken for her to wake up and realize he was gone he had taken care of the persistent problem that had woken him in the first place. He knew he shouldn’t have drunk twelve sake bottles the night before. Ridiculous…
That didn’t mean that he necessarily knew why they woke up when he did, though he had plenty of theories, though most of them were centered around the mark now on their shoulders that marked them as his mates in both body and spirit. Both Senna and Jen-Sei often commented on the fact that the mark formed a telepathic link with his lovers that would grow stronger with time. Even though he didn’t notice much change between him and his lovers, he was beginning to get flashes of emotions and sensations that weren’t his at the oddest of times. It confused him greatly, but he figured that it was probably the bond growing stronger and giving him the ability to sense their emotions and thoughts on an instinctual level.
Kaze realized suddenly, while stroking his hands through both Anko and Senna’s hair that he needed to tell his new lover a bit of the truth. Not all of it, mind you, since he didn’t see how she would react to the fact that he was a dimensional traveler, and most likely not the same man that she knew, but he knew that he couldn’t continue this relationship with her if she thought that Senna and the other girls that would show were just “normal” women. In fact, now that he thought about it, he was feeling the need to bash his head into the head board of Anko’s bed in frustration for not thinking about this particular fact the night before. Stupid, stupid, stupid… why did he never take time to think things through?
Almost as if she could sense his inner turmoil (which she probably could, mind you) Senna leaned up and kissed him, sighing in content.
“You really need to quit worry about things,” she told him, and he took his eyes away from her before frowning in the direction of Anko, and she caught his gaze, smiling softly, “don’t worry, I’m forcing her to sleep for now. She won’t wake until I’m ready for her to,” she explained. He nodded with a frown on his face.
“What am I going to tell her?” he asked, surprising Senna. But the once a Hyuuga stared into his eyes, before nodding her head. “I mean, I’m not the Kaze that she knew, what am I to tell her, that the man that she loved and me are not the same,” he asked but frowned when she just giggled at his depressed tone.
“Naru-koi, you are such an idiot sometimes,” she stated, and he meant to reply to that, but she just placed a finger onto his lips.
“No – you need to understand that not everyone is going to hate you for something stupid like this… and besides,” said the lavender eyed bijuu, smirking towards the end as she continued with what she was going to say, “You are the man in her memories,” Kaze opened his mouth, but she kissed him, silencing him.
“Kaze, do you really think the gods would be so cruel as to give her memories of a man that she had never been with?” she asked, shaking her head at his idiocy, “Kaze-koi, you are the man in her memories. The gods made sure of it. And before you ask how, think of it like this… it would be much easer if the gods made an actual person to create the memories that the people in this world remember, then, say, just implanting them, right? Well, that’s what the gods did. They had created your body for you before you entered this world, only it didn’t have your soul implanted into it. However, because it was your body, it therefore had your personality, so in a sense it was you that Anko-chan and everyone remembers, and yet not…” she explained. Kaze frowned, wondering what he was to say to that.
“So I just tell Anko this? That the man she loved didn’t have a soul?” he questioned, and she shook her head, a smile on her face.
“Yes and no…” she said, and he shook his head, “she definitely needs to know the truth, but you should use a half-truth for now, until she’s ready for the whole truth…” she sighed, “I should also tell you that given time you’ll start remembering your memories from this life. Right now your body and soul are binding together, which is why you don’t remember anything of this life. However, given time you’ll start remembering who you are in this life, which will mean that you would become the man Anko-chan remembers…” she elaborated. “I think it’s best that she doesn’t know that you are Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto for now, as that could cause some complications. Just let her think that you are Kaze, even if you are from another world, until we feel that she is ready to learn the truth…”
Kaze frowned to his first mate, and she just smiled, before kissing his cheek, and lying her head back onto his chest, “In a few minutes she’ll wake up, and we’ll have to explain some things to her… I’ll help with what I can, but try not to reveal anything that could jeopardize our mission in this world… as nice as Anko-chan is, I don’t think she’ll take too well to all the information about who we are just yet…” she said, rubbing her cheek into his shoulder. Moments later the blond felt the snake mistress start to wiggle in her sleep, and he momentarily gulped as a sense of dread swelled inside his chest.
Finally, Anko sat up on the bed, stretching and yawning as she scratched her cheek sleepily. Then she glanced around the room, before her eyes landed onto Kaze, and a mega-watt smile lit her face. However, it fell slightly at the deeply serious expression on Kaze’s face. She tilted her head, wondering what was on his mind, before he spoke.
“Anko, we have to talk…” and a sense of something majorly important crossed between all awaken individuals in the room. Anko glanced to the other woman in the blonde’s arms and saw that she had the same serious expression on her face. Then, before Anko could say anything the woman disappeared in a small puff of smoke. A deeply serious expression crossed her own face before she spoke.
“Let’s take this to the kitchen…”

Uzumaki Naruto was enjoying a simple breakfast of a few instant ramen cups at his “apartment” while wondering what he was going to do for the day. The academy was currently undergoing repairs for his latest prank, so classes were an out for the day, and Saru-jiji had said that he had something deeply important to talk to him about in the first place, so chibi-Naru knew that something important was going to happen. Still, as a child, he wanted to do something fun before all the serious talk happened, as he knew almost instantly that whatever was to be said was going to be something drastic that would change his life.
While pondering these things, Naruto couldn’t help but wonder what Anko-nee-chan was doing today, and whatever happened at her apartment after he fell asleep. Of course, the young child was a bit worried, but thought that since he had woken up in his bed this morning that she might have taken him back home after he fell asleep, though, from his jumbled memories of the night before he could remember waking up and glancing into warm, motherly lavender eyes before the darkness claimed him again. He didn’t really know what to make of this memory, as he knew that the woman that had been with that “funny guy” while he and the man had been talking to his nee-chan, and knew that she had those strange lavender eyes, so he didn’t know if she was the one to bring him home. The thought of any other “girl” in his apartment besides his nee-chan made him blush in embarrassment. It wasn’t a hidden fact by Saru-jiji and Iruka-sensei that his apartment was “messy” but he had always found it homely. He didn’t want to think of what a girl would think about it, even if Anko-nee-chan had an apartment as messy as his.
Thinking about the strange couple brought about many different conflicting emotions in the young blond. While on one hand he was angry at the blond man for upsetting his nee-chan, he was always quite happy that not only did he help his nee-chan get better, but also managed to save him from some of the more eccentric villagers. Despite how young he was, Naruto knew that everybody made mistakes now and again, and so he knew that it was quite possible that Anko-nee-chan’s crying fit might have been just a mistake of the mans’. Besides, Anko seemed more than happy enough after they had cleared up whatever it was that was bothering them, and though he was annoyed that they tried to hide her emotional fit, he knew why, too. Anko had always been a strong sister-like figure ever since he had known her, and it upset him more than anything to see her brought to tears. Besides, Anko was no doubt embarrassed about her own moment of weakness, so Naruto knew that she probably wanted him to think it was something minor like stomach flu, as that would ease his worry and keep her from embarrassing herself further. Despite his age, Naruto was quite bright.
Not only that, but there was the sense that there was something important about the other blond that he couldn’t quite place, as if he was both familiar and not, like he should know who the man was even before he showed, but had been unable to recognize him. It actually frustrated the little chibi, and as he ate his ramen he constantly rubbed his forehead as thinking too much always hurt his head, especially when it was about a subject that he had little grasp on. As bright as he may have been, he was still an fighter, and not a thinker, therefore, the fact that he was trying to solve a puzzle when he would have preferred to beat the information out of the subject in question, well, it left him with a minor headache at least.
Shaking his head and telling himself that it probably mattered little, Naruto threw his empty cup of ramen into the trash, before picking up his orange jacket top off of his chair and putting it on. He brushed his fingers threw his blond bangs, and went to his door, opening it with a happy grin on his face. However, he stopped with a raised eyebrow as he saw a small wrapped package on his doorstep, sitting almost innocently. Raising an eyebrow and looking around suspiciously, as this wasn’t the first time that strange packages were left on his door for ill intent, the boy picked up a stick from behind his door and absently poked the package. When nothing happened he slowly, cautiously approached it, and tapped it with his fingertips. After a few more moments of doing some minor investigating of the package, he picked it up and brought it inside…
…never noticing the small form hidden behind a flagpole on the streets below his apartment, looking up at his closing apartment door with wide lavender eyes, and a blush covered face…

Anko tried keeping a straight face as Kaze wrapped up the basics of his situation, feeling a sense of depression and anxiety well within her. She momentarily glanced to the dark haired woman that he had summoned into the small kitchen with them, a woman that he referred to as Ayumi, who was a friend from his “past.” The very fact that he came from another dimension, though being essentially her Kaze made her head hurt as she tried to process everything that she had been told. The very fact that within the span of three days she had met not one but three of the legendary bijuu, one of them being from well before the ninja world’s time and being much more powerful then even the Kyuubi made her want to scream in frustration. But she knew from her memories of Kaze from her world that this was just the type of thing that he would have gotten into. Kaze was notorious for being a sheer chaos magnet, and finding out that he had a contract with the bijuu of his world that basically meant that he had to screw their brains out wasn’t all that surprising. But she got the feeling that he was keeping something from her, something important.
What are you hiding… questioned Anko inside her mind as she narrowed her eyes at Kaze as he sat across from her at the table, while Ayumi went up in a puff of some, leaving them alone once more. They both sat in silence for a few minutes more, before Anko sighed and leaned back in her chair, fixing the man with a hard stare.
“You are still Kaze, right?” she asked, and the man known as Kaze Noil nodded, pausing for a moment to judge her reaction, noticing the oddly impassive stare she was giving him. Then she sighed, and shook her head, “when will you ever stop surprising me?” and she flashed a grin, which he hesitantly returned.
Feeling that she at least deserved to know a little more, the man responded, “Probably never. But I think you should know that there is a lot that I haven’t told you,” he told her. And she nodded, sighing at this.
“I figured… you explanation was strangely very vague. I figured that you probably aren’t the same man in your world that I remember in this one,” she told him, and he paused, wondering if he should continue with what he was thinking about telling her.
“Well… Senna tells me that I am the man that you remember, it’s just a little… complicated,” she motioned for him to go on and he sighed. “Apparently, sometime in the near future I’ll be receiving the memories of my counterpart in this world, though I can’t tell you exactly why yet, as I don’t know how you’ll react to this information,” she frowned, but nodded her head, knowing that he was probably right. If whatever he was hiding was as serious as he made it seem, then she knew that she would probably have a hard time accepting him until they both held a lot more trust in each other. Already Kaze had partially damaged her trust, but she knew that it wasn’t really his fault. He was forced into this position by the gods, and by her own depression. If this Kaze was anything like the one in her world, then she wouldn’t doubt that seeing her as an emotional wreck had probably been pure torment for him. Kaze had never been particularly good at hiding the fact that emotional women were one of the things he feared the most, really because ever time he saw such a thing happen he nearly died inside every time. In fact, it was this reaction of his that had allowed her to coerce the Kaze of her world into taking her virginity. A few faked tears about her wanting to “become a woman” and he was willing to do anything she asked to make her stop crying. Remembering the panic in his eyes that day made her smile a loving, fond smile as she reminisced about the man.
From the sight of the woman’s smile Kaze knew that she was remembering the other him, and while other men might have gotten jealous at the straying of her thoughts, Kaze didn’t much mind. The man that she was thinking of and he were technically the same man, or they would be, given time. Once the Kaze of this world’s memories merged with his, then they’d actually be the same man. He wanted to tell her this, but he didn’t know how she would take it. On one hand she would accept this, and grow to love the both sides of him, on the other she might only anticipate the merging, and might only love him after he merged with her ex-lover. And then, finally, she might not accept him at all, most likely because she wouldn’t be able to accept the man that her lover would become in only a matter of time. Though the first of the three options was the largest possibility, given what he knew of Anko-chan, he knew that with his luck anything could happen, so he wanted to wait a little while before telling her. At least for her to see that both sides of him were good men, and were willing to love her through thick and thin.
As a bonus for the both of them, Anko knew that he was hiding something from her, and from what he could tell she didn’t seem to mind. In the world of ninja, it was a matter of life and death to hide certain facts from even one’s spouse. It was just better this way as a ninja never knew who their enemies were, and for that matter if their knowledge could put those they care about into perilous danger. So, the fact that Anko didn’t mind that he was keeping secrets from her didn’t really surprise him, really. It might have upset a civilian girl, but ninja knew that sometimes the best things that can be done in a relationship to protect their lover are to hide anything that could be dangerous from them. At least then their enemies wouldn’t come knocking on their lover’s door looking for precious information.
Still, Kaze wasn’t used to keeping information from those he loved, and so he wanted to be as truthful with Anko as he could be, though he knew that he’d have to keep certain sensitive facts away from her until the time was right. There was no need for her to know that he was the Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto of his world, and that Kaze Noil was a name that that gods had given him to fit in with this world. He would tell her eventually, as well as any other lovers he acquired in the years to come, but for now he knew that it would be best that she didn’t know about who he really was, until the time was right.
Coming out of his thoughts just in time to feel Anko’s smaller hands wrap themselves around his folded ones, he looked up to see the small half-smile on her face, that let him know that she didn’t mind that he was keeping secrets. “It’s alright,” she told him, chuckling at his look. “I know that you need to keep some secrets, at least for now, and I’ll accept that. Whatever secrets you are keeping is probably for my benefit so I won’t argue over this with you. You obviously have a lot of things stressing you, so I don’t mind leaving things as they are, now… just promise me that you’ll tell me everything someday, okay?” she asked. After a few seconds of studying her violet eyes, he nodded, and she smiled.
“I will, someday,” he told her, knowing that she knew that he would keep every promise that he made. It was his nindo, after all. She smiled, and leaned across the table to plant a kiss onto his lips, both of their eyes shutting as they enjoyed the simple contact.
In time I’ll tell you everything… he promised inside his mind, feeling a wave of content wash over him that wasn’t produced from his own heart. He thought he was finally getting used to this telepathic link between him and his mates, though he knew that there would be plenty more troubles ahead of them involving the bond.
Surprisingly, he found that he was all the more ready for them, especially if he had Anko-chan to help…

A few hours later found Uzumaki Naruto, the chibi of this world, sitting in the Sandaime’s office as he watched the old man scratch away at some papers with a pen, seemingly not paying attention to him. But Naruto didn’t mind this all that much, since Saru-jiji was one of the only people that actually cared about him, so his company was always welcome, even if it was just to watch him work. But he knew that old Hiruzen would get around to his reasons for calling him there in time, so he waited, albeit a little anxiously, while tugging on the strap to his new goggles that had come from the package that he had found on his doorstep.
Of course, Sarutobi had been surprised to see the goggles, and when Naruto had explained where he got them the old man had admonished the boy about taking the gift into his home without first consulting the old man, with the boy grinning sheepishly at him. But Sarutobi just sighed, thankful that whoever had left the boy the gift had genuinely wanted to give a gift rather than the bombs that the boy had been getting lately.
Finishing up with the last of the paperwork, Sarutobi stacked all the papers onto his desk, before glancing to the boy to see him fidgeting in his seat just like any other child his age would. Smiling at the sight, the old man glanced over to a corner of the room, before saying, “You can come out, now,” and Naruto turned to the corner that the old man was looking to only to watch as the air shimmered for a moment and the man from the other day appeared, scratching his head with a sheepish smile that was very familiar.
“So… is everything in order?” asked the older blond, and Saru-jiji nodded, smiling, before motioning to a rather big stack of papers on his desk that were stapled together. Naruto leaned towards the stack, wondering what they were, but before he could get a glimpse at whatever it was the man wanted the man in question snatched the papers from the desk swiftly, keeping the child from seeing, before pocketing the papers with another grin on his face.
“Excellent… we’ll see if we can get them signed soon,” and then man known as Kaze’s blue eyes flickered over Naruto, before returning to the old Monkey sage, leaving Naruto feel as if he was out of the loop.
“I take it you haven’t told him, yet?” said the old man, giving a meaningful glance to the boy, and the older blond nodded, smiling sadly.
“I want to earn his trust first… if I were him at that age I wouldn’t just accept just because of our ties…” he sighed, and Saru-jiji nodded, smiling sadly.
“Uno… but what’s going on?” asked Naruto, and both older men glanced to the child, before shaking their heads.
“Don’t worry about it for now, Naruto-kun… you’ll learn soon enough… however,” said the old man, turning his gaze back to Kaze, and giving him an meaningful look that Kaze returned with a “no duh” look as well, “I’ve arranged for Kaze here to watch over you for the day while you have the day off from the academy,” at this Naruto shifted a bit uncomfortably, glancing to the older man with an apprehensive look on his face.
“What about Anko-nee-chan or Iruka-sensei?” the boy asked, and both older men smiled in sympathy to the boy.
“Anko is currently on a mission, and Iruka is supervising the repairs for your last prank,” and the boy scratched his cheek sheepishly, giving a small chuckle while both older men shook their heads in good humor.
“Naruto-kun,” said Sarutobi breaking the child from his thoughts, “Kaze here is the younger brother of the Yondaime Hokage, and has mastered every one of his brother’s techniques… for today he’s agreed to watch over you, while training you in a few of the basic ninjutsu, taijutsu and genjutsu,” explained Sarutobi, already knowing from the way the boy’s eyes lit up at the knowledge that the other blond was the younger brother of the boy’s hero that he was sold on the idea.
“Ne, ne, I get to train!” exclaimed the boy, and both men chuckled.
“Of course, though I do ask that you go light on him, as he’s not used to your eccentricity,” while not noticing the knowing smirk spreading across the accepted Namikaze’s face.
You have no idea, old man…

Hmm… just as I remember it, though Kaze while walking into the training grounds that would be Team 7’s training grounds in his old world. Opening his senses momentarily he could tell that Naruto was quickly following into the training grounds, and awed expression on his face. Kaze smiled fondly as he approached the memorial stone, running his hand over the inscriptions there before finding the two names that he always dwelled upon when coming here, at least before Hinata’s death in his old world: Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina…
“Naru-chan,” called Kaze, chuckling at the whine the boy gave at the nickname, “do you know what this stone is?” he asked. Naruto perked up, before staring at the stone long and hard, before shaking his head, “this is a stone that has all the names of the village’s heroes on it…” he told him. The boy perked up at that.
“Ne, ne, I want to be on it!” the boy exclaimed happily, and Kaze smirked at the nearly perfect mirrored words of when he first became a genin, knowing what would come next, “what kind of heroes are they?” asked the boy, innocently. Kaze smiled sadly.
“The dead kind,” said the older blond, as a somber silence settled over them, the breeze picking up to whistle slowly through the clearing.
Naruto shivered at the sad tone in the man’s voice, looking to the stone sadly. Then he heard Kaze speak again, breaking him from his thoughts, “My brother and his wife’s names are written on this stone…” Naruto perked up again.
“The Yondaime Hokage?” he asked, feeling his excitement grow again as he remembered just who it was standing before him. Kaze nodded, before glancing back to the boy with a frown on his face, as he obviously contemplated something. Then, seemingly making up his mind, he spoke.
“Aye… your father and mother,” and it was like a boulder had been shoved into the boy’s gut as he felt his eyes widen, trying to grasp around the words that had been said to him. Then, suddenly, he grasped the fact that he was the son of the Yondaime Hokage, before he realized that no one had told him this fact all his life.
“Ne… but if that’s true, then why has no one told me this in all my life?” he asked, quietly, almost uncharacteristic of the young Namikaze. Kaze shook his head, sighing sadly.
“My brother,” Kaze inwardly winced at saying this, still not used to the fact that in this world his father was his brother, “he had made a lot of enemies in the last Great Ninja War, so Sarutobi-jiji, the council, and Jiraiya, your godfather, decided that it would be best that they kept your true identity secret until you were able to protect yourself,” he sighed, “the only reason why I’m telling you this now is because Sarutobi-jiji agrees that since I’m here, now, I’ll be able to protect you from all inside and outside threats…”
A numb feeling began to rise inside the younger blond as he realized the words the man continued to say, before shaking his head with tears in his eyes.
“If… if you are really my uncle, and I really have a godfather… then why did neither of you a-adopt me?” the boy questioned, before a sensation of utmost rage spilled into his heart, “WHY DID YOU ABADON ME!!” he shouted to the heavens, before falling to his knees and pounding into the ground with his fists, leaving them bloody and raw. Before he could perform more damage to his body he felt warm, comforting, familiar arms warp around him, pulling him to an equally as warm, comforting and familiar body.
“Naru-chan,” the older blond said, quietly, whispering into his ear, “I didn’t abandon you,” he tried to explain himself, but the boy shook against him, either from rage or sorrow he couldn’t tell.
“T-then… where were y-you all my l-life?” asked the boy. Kaze rubbed his hand along the boy’s back, trying to calm him down to hear his answer.
“That’s a bit hard to explain,” said Kaze, before pushing the boy back a little to stare him straight into his equally blue eyes, “but you have to understand that there was some complications, and that I can’t tell you the whole truth or you could be put into serious danger,” said he, sighing sadly at this. The boy rubbed his tears from his eyes before looking to the man and nodding his head.
“A-all r-right…” said the boy, knowing that that was probably the best he could hope for, “at least give me a reason…” Kaze smiled gently. Glancing around momentarily, Kaze sped through a few seals, before a glowing blue sound barrier was erected around them in a sphere. Nodding his head at this, the man looked to the boy before going into explanation.
“The official story that I told Sarutobi and the council basically said that I was injured greatly during a battle with the Tsuchikage and his henchmen and thus forced into a coma. Then, I was discovered by a refugee branch of the Hyuuga clan from Konohagakure, but I will tell you now that that is a lie,” he spoke, and Naruto blinked at this, surprised by this information.
“Truthfully, the Kaze of this world died that day when he faced the Tsuchikage and his henchmen, and has since never been seen alive by anyone in the seven years since,” Naruto noted that the date that this Kaze disappeared in was two years before he was born, and one year before the Yondaime took up his position as the Hokage. “However, about a few weeks ago, I woke up in this body. Basically, if you could believe it, I’m the Kaze Noil Namikaze of another world, and for reasons that I cannot explain to you, I have been reborn into the catatonic body of the version of myself in this world,” and here he took a breath, before looking to the boy meaningfully, “I can’t tell you how much of a danger it is for me to tell you this much. I trust that you realize that this information could be bad for both me and you, right?” he asked, and Naruto nodded.
“So… you really are my uncle, and you’re just form another world?” he asked, to sum it up. Kaze nodded, smiling sadly.
“Actually… it’s a bit more complicated then that,” at the boy’s look he shook his head, “suffice to say that my history in my world is a bit different then my history in this world. There are other things to worry about, but I can’t tell you that without revealing information that I don’t want other people to know about just yet…” Naruto nodded, knowing from previous conversations with the Sandaime that secrets were very important to a ninja, and that being able to keep one would mark you as great ninja material. But he glanced to the older blond with a worried frown on his face.
“What’s going to happen to me now?” asked the chibi, and Kaze smiled.
“Truthfully I was hoping to adopt you,” and at the kid’s bug-eyed expression Kaze decided he just couldn’t help saying it, “well, actually, even if I didn’t want to, my wife, Senna, wouldn’t let me have peace until I did,” he smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair, “I guess you lucked out, right?” and after a moment of hesitation the boy grinned.
“Especially since you’ll be able to teach me all your super awesome jutsu!” exclaimed the boy, getting a laugh from the man.
“Ah… I remember a time when I was like that,” said the man, getting a raspberry from the boy as he pulled one of his eyelids down with his middle finger. Getting serious once again, Kaze spoke up.
“Just so you know kid, my wife, and nine other women that you will meet in the years to come, are a bit different then other women out there. Suffice to say they have a connection to me from my other life,” he told the boy, and Naruto nodded, remembering the pretty woman with the lavender eyes from the night before, and putting together that she was probably his uncle’s wife.
Clapping his hands together and canceling the sound barrier jutsu, Kaze stood up, with a sadistic smile on his face.
“Well, I said I would teach you it, so I definitely have to teach you the shadow clone technique. However, before we begin that we have to get your chakra control up to date,” and to this action he picked up a simple leaf off the ground, grinning like mad, “you’ll be up to ship-shape in no time.”
Naruto suddenly felt like he had just been handed to the devil himself by his dear old jiji-chan…

Diner came rolling around soon enough; the Ichiraku ramen stand family found themselves waiting at the counter in sheer boredom, absently wondering why they hadn’t seen their favorite costumer all day. Teuchi was beginning to feel worried, while having to think of a way to calm his daughter if the one and only Uzumaki Naruto didn’t show up sometime in the next few minutes. Already she was digging her fingers into the counter so hard that it was likely that she would put a dent in the counter top. He felt like it was sheer luck when the blinds parted and the one and only Uzumaki Naruto entered with the also one and only Kaze Noil, both of which looked significantly tired, though Naruto more so.
Actually, Kaze only looked slightly winded, almost like he had taken a brisk walk straight for ten minutes rather than Naruto who looked like he had been sprinting for over five hours. In fact, Naruto looked so beat up that Teuchi thought that it was liable that the boy would have killed over right then, or maybe just passed out considering the kid’s stamina. But, as he entered the stand the boy seemed to only perk up, and Teuchi hid the grin on his face when the boy hopped up onto the stool of the bar, and happily cried, “Two miso ramen to start out with, old man!” while his companion for the day took a seat next to him.
“I’ll have the same,” said Kaze, getting a nod from Teuchi, before he left to fulfill the orders, leaving Ayame there at the counter as she busied herself with preparing to close the stand up. It was well into the night, and they would be closing soon, after all. But, the Ichiraku’s also made sure to stay a few minutes later than their posted hours, as they always made sure that Naruto had a meal before the night closed. Kaze knew this from his previous life, and was glad that at least that didn’t change, though, from the glances the younger blond was getting from Ayame he could tell that the girl had a crush on his younger counterpart, which was something that was definitely different then his old world, as Ayame had thought of him as a little brother there. Kaze chuckled, drawing an odd look from Naruto.
After a few minutes Teuchi returned with their bowls in hand, setting it on the counter for them. The old man chuckled as he watched the two blonds eye the bowls with drool forming at the corner of their mouths, before they picked up their chop sticks, snapped them, and then with identical cries of, “Grace!” dug in, finishing the ramen at the exact same time. Teuchi’s smile grew more when the two blonds looked up from their finished bowls, shouted for an order of pork flavored ramen, and then glared at each other. That was it for the old man as he threw back his head and laughed hard.
“Ne, what’s so funny, jiji?” asked Naruto, and Teuchi smiled, wiping at his eye and shaking his head.
“Nothing,” said Teuchi, chuckling at their looks, “this is just an exact replica of when Kaze and Minato were younger… they would get into so many fights to see who could eat more ramen, though Kaze always won. But that was about the only thing that Kaze could beat his brother at,” to answer this Kaze just pouted, and the old man’s smirk grew even more.
“So what were you doing all day, Naru-chan?” questioned Ayame, smiling prettily when the boy whined about her using that name. Kaze just chuckled, as both he and Naruto accepted the next two bowls of pork ramen, before shoveling it down.
When he was finished, Naruto gasped and replied, “Kaze-oji-chan was helping me with my ninja training,” and there was a pause, before Teuchi laughed in the back, obviously delighted to hear this, as Ayame smiled once more, glad to hear it.
“And was it fun?” she asked, and Naruto nodded excitedly, as Kaze hid his smirking mouth behind his hand, knowing that his younger counterpart would think anything was fun if they used the right motivation. Luckily, being the alternate version of the boy meant that he knew exactly the right buttons to push to get the boy to take his training seriously. In the long run Kaze knew that the boy would need the extra training, and would help him greatly in the battles to come.
“You bet!” exclaimed the boy, before digging into the next round of beef flavored ramen that Teuchi placed in front of him and Kaze, who dug in at a more sedate pace then his younger self. Teuchi paused as he watched the older Namikaze eat, a curious expression on his face.
“So… Kaze… thinking of what to do with your life?” questioned the older man, and Kaze paused, watching as even Naruto paused and Ayame perked up, all of them obviously wanting to know what he wanted to do.
“Well… the council wants me to rebuild my clan… and I’m don’t really want to join anbu when, if Naruto will allow it, I’d prefer to spend my time raising and training Naru-chan as well as any kids I might have along the way,” Teuchi wondered if the other man was sincere, and glancing to the younger blond he could tell that they had already had a conversation similar to this earlier. Ayame was smiling brightly, obviously delighted with things.
“So does that mean you’ll adopt Naru-chan?” the girl asked before Teuchi could stop her. Before anyone else could say anything, there was a puff of smoke, and Teuchi absently wondered if someone had used a shunshin, before the lavender eyed woman from before appeared behind Kaze and wrapped her arms around his neck, grinning at them.
“You bet your mittens that he is,” said the woman, winking to Ayame, before looking to Teuchi, “of course, even if he didn’t I wouldn’t allow him to say no,” she giggled at the pout on her hubby’s face, kissing his cheek as Naruto stared wide eyed at the woman.
“Sugoi; how did you do that… could you teach me!!” asked the boy in rapid fire pattern, and Senna just chuckled, turning her lavender eyed gaze to the boy as the boy blushed in embarrassment when those eyes were turned to him. But the woman just smiled, put a finger to her mouth, and hummed something.
“Maybe,” she said, with a chuckle, “if your good and brush your teeth, and do your chores,” the boy pouted, and she smiled a pretty smile, kissing her hubby’s cheek before reaching into his vest before anyone could react and pulling out a packet of papers. She pulled away from the older Namikaze, and threw the papers onto the countertop, giving the older blond a light glare.
“I’m tired of waiting, we sign now,” she told her lover, and Kaze sweat dropped at the demanding tone in her voice. Sighing, the man pulled out a pen form his master seal and found the line needed for his and Senna’s signature, which was just below the line that held Sarutobi Hiruzen’s signature. He quickly scrawled his name down as fast and as neat as he could, barely pulling the pen up from the paper even an inch before it was ripped form his hand and Senna picked him up and tossed him to the other side of the ramen stand, quickly scrawling her own name down below his with a happy smile on her face.
“Good,” she said when she was done with that, before turning to the blond, “now, Naru-chan, you know that you don’t have to sign the form, but me and Kaze-koi both want to adopt you, and would accept you and love you as any parent would their own children… we know that you would prefer to have your birth parents, but, since they’re not here, would you be able to accept us as your adopted parents?” she asked him. Naruto frowned, wondering why she was giving him a choice when no one else had ever given him a choice for anything in his life.
“Uno… I-I get to c-choose?” he asked, only for a fire to light in the woman’s eyes as the aura of a vengeful mother burst around her in bright colors.
“Excuse me,” she told him, before nodding to Teuchi and Ayame, while walking to the entrance of the stand, and of course subsequently stepping on Kaze’s back and head, getting a grunt from the man in question. She soon exited the stand, and all was quiet before that was suddenly broken by the loud sounds of a vengeful banshee.
“YOU FUCKING SONUVABITCHES, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU SHIT WADS DO TO MY BABY!!” and this was followed by a multitude of screaming, the sounds of cars crashing, and several explosions, before Senna walked back into the stand, smoke trailing from her form and her clothes a little rumpled, but otherwise seemingly not injured in the least. At this, everyone in the stand sweat dropped, even the now unconscious form of Kaze.
Hehe… thought Naruto, cautiously, note to self, never piss her off… and his thoughts were mirrored by the thoughts of Teuchi and Ayame, though the young girl’s thoughts were much more dreading than her father’s, as her plans in a few years time would put her on the chopping block to the once a Hyuuga’s anger.
A few moments later Kaze was once again conscious, and took up a seat on the stool at the counter next to Naruto, with his wife seated on his lap as the both looked to the young blond expectantly. Naruto was currently faced with a proposition. On one hand, he could choose to continue his life as an orphan, as he had faced several situations like this before when there came a situation that seemed only too good to be true, only for it to turn out to be a ploy of the villagers to get him alone and try to assassinate him in the worst possible way ever. But, on the other hand, if he were to take the chance and sign the adoption form and become the official son of these two eccentric peoples, then he might just get the family that he’s always wanted. And it helped that one of them was related to his father. But, he wanted to be sure before he made a decision.
Over the years Naruto had grown particularly good at reading people from their eyes and body language. Knowing this, as he had been at the boy’s age as well, Kaze spoke up, “Naruto,” the serious tone in his voice wasn’t lost on anyone, and there came a moment of tenseness between them, “I won’t make you sign the forms if you want… but, if you doubt my wife and I’s sincerity, then, please, look into my eyes and see the depths of my soul, and find the answer yourself,” it was in that moment that Naruto’s eyes locked with the familiar blue of the other man’s eyes, and he felt his breath still.
There was a pain and suffering there that was identical to his pain, and thirst for acceptance and respect. There was a craving for love and friendship. There was no sense of deceit or hatred, no malice in his words… only a sense of hope, of longing, a longing for something that both of them wanted, but would never admit to anyone except to those that were most dear to them… a longing for a family…
When Naruto returned back to reality he found that his hand was hovering over the papers, his signature scrawled onto the paper below his new mother’s, much more messy then there’s, but definitely readable. With a numb feeling settling over him, probably from shock that this was the moment that he had wished for what seemed like such a long time, he passed the papers back to the older blond. Before he could react he felt the woman, Senna, collect him into her arms, cooing to him softly.
“Don’t cry, Naru-chan… mommy’s here,” she said softly, and Naruto realized that tears were steadily rolling down his cheeks, though not from sadness or pain, but of joy. Then next second he had his head buried into her shoulder and was crying continuously at finally finding his family…
“Mom… dad…” the boy said over and over again, feeling Kaze wrap his arms around him to further the hug.
All throughout this Teuchi and Ayame watched with smiles on their face and happy tears rolling down their cheeks as they watched the happy scene, glad that Naruto had finally gotten what he always wished for…
… A family…

After the scene in the Ichiraku family’s ramen stand, Naruto had fallen asleep in Senna’s arms, and thus with a nod to Teuchi and Ayame, who were happy to let them leave with the boy, the new family headed to the Hokage’s office, where Kaze dropped off the adoption papers to the old man, getting a nod from “the Professor” and smiling gratefully for all the man’s help. It was as he was leaving that the Sandiame rubbed his chin, before grunting and pulling out a piece of paper.
Jiraiya, my dear faithful student, it’s time that you stopped being so stupid and came and fulfilled your duties as a godfather, and then the Sandaime thought better before, after finishing the letter, he pulled out another one, and began writing it, and I high time thinks it’s time you got over your losses, Tsunade-hime… at least one of them has returned, so, I think it’s high time you quit belly-aching and came saw your godson and your betrothed…
Thankfully, Kaze was blissfully unaware of the drastic changes that he was about to face, and Naruto was peacefully asleep, so there was no worry there. But, for Senna, Anko, and several women inside and outside the seal on Kaze’s naval, be they human or bijuu, all sneezed inexplicably, drawing much attention to themselves. While rubbing their noses they each had one common thought…
I suddenly feel the damn to crush everything in sight…

Naruto was placed into the room designated to him during his mother’s pregnancy, after Kaze had cleaned it of its baby stuff, and placed a suitable bed into the boy’s room. Mostly, after the removal of the infant things it was mostly bare. With a glance to his wife as she tucked the boy into his bed, kissing his forehead, and smiling at the happy on the boy’s face, Kaze summoned a handful of clones before giving them the orders to collect anything of value at the boy’s apartment, and considering that Naruto owned the rites to the apartment complex itself, Kaze knew the boy would not return to that shit hole when he would live in luxury here at the Namikaze clan home. So, in that sense, the clones had the go ahead to rip the whole place apart to make sure that they found everything that the boy treasured and brought to the house so that he could set things up for himself.
Placing the boy’s new goggles onto his nightstand by his bed, Senna went over to her husband and draped her arms around his neck, kissing the flesh of his neck tenderly while sighing in content as she watched the young Namikaze sleep unaware of the world around him.
“He’s so small and vulnerable,” she said, with a sigh, “I think we did the right choice adopting him,” then a hard look came to her eyes as she shook her head, “no, I know we did the right choice…” and then she leaned up against her husband, rubbing her face into his shoulder and feeling as he wrapped his hands around her, encompassing her into his warmth.
“You’re the best mother that he could have hoped for,” and looking sheepish, he continued, “considering the circumstances,” Senna laughed at this.
“But the ball is still up in the air about you, mister,” she said, giving him a teasing look while looking up from his shoulder. Kaze pouted at her words, and she smiled giggled at his expression, standing on the tips of her toes and giving him a kiss.
“So what… I don’t warrant as a father until I give a kidney to him?” he joked, and she laughed.
“No… just make sure he doesn’t suffer like we did, and definitely make sure that he’s aware of my younger self’s feelings this time around early on, and we’ll call it even,” she said, before leaning up and taking his earlobe in between her teeth and tugging lightly. Then she pulled far enough away from him to growl, “I want to make a baby… now…”
Kaze was pretty sure that even if he didn’t want to, he still wouldn’t have gotten a choice on the matter anyways…

They had taken their make-out session that had started in their adopted son’s room and then continued into the hallway and finally to their room, the master bedroom. They barely entered the room before Senna began ripping Kaze’s clothes off of him, leaving little red scratches on his skin where her sharpening nails dug into the tender flesh that quickly healed as if they were never there in a matter of milliseconds. Before he knew it he was down to his skivvies with a leering dragon demoness eyeing him from head to two with a proud smirk on her face, obviously pleased with her choice in a mate. Of course, Kaze noticed that her features had reverted to the elfin like features of her half-demon dragoness form, and that her eyes were somewhere between lavender and amber.
She gave a pleased little purr, before grabbing his left shoulder and literally tossing him onto the bed. He grunted when he made impact, turning over to look at her while on his back, as she suddenly gained a mischievous expression on her face. His eyes widened, as if by some silent signal she began to sway to a song in her head, twisting and turning as she began a slow strip tease, first letting her hands glide up her body and over her clothed skin, then to her mouth where she ran a finger over her plump rosy lips. She dipped her hand down, running it down her neck, and into the collar of her shirt, pulling the collar apart slowly with one hand, the buttons seemingly coming undone by magic. He gulped audibly when, with a lusting, smoky glint in her eyes, she locked eyes with him, before the top two buttons came undone, and her shirt opened enough to reveal just a trace amount of her ample cleavage.
She set that smoky look into her eyes as she continued her slow dance, this time humming the tune of her song, something that he was sure he had heard playing in their apartment in their old world once or twice, though he had never taken the time to remember exactly what it was. Her hands glided up her body again, before she suddenly thrust her hands out to him, as, like they did previous, the buttons on her shirt came undone, allowing not only her cleavage to be shown this time, but her black lacy bra and her toned, ivory colored stomach.
The dance continued more as she shifted to her side, striking provocative posses as she wiggled and jiggled every which way. He wasn’t sure what he found more enticing; her beautiful face scrunched up into that naughty expression, or her enormous bosom that bounced pleasantly with each rocking of her body, or her round bum that shook with each step of her dance. Whatever he preferred, he was pretty sure that she was just doing this to torture him.
She swished and swayed, and before he knew it she had dropped her top to the ground, exposing more of her ivory skin that positively glowed in the light of the moon. She smirked to him, before kicking off her high heels and crouching to the ground, thrusting her chest into the air and moving about as if she was having passionate sex, with that naughty expression on her face widening even more. Then she turned, and his eyes landed onto her bum as she, as they say, “shook that fine piece of ass” like the end of the world was in sight, her tail swishing quite happily against the floor and bed mattress. The sight nearly had him drooling, though he kept some form of his dignity intact.
Finally, she seemed to have had enough with her games, as, standing, she ripped her pants off, before crawling onto the bed with a clearly predatory growl rising in her throat. Whatever which way you put it; he was screwed, though he didn’t necessarily plan to fight.
Then they were lip locked as her fingers scrapped across his skin, her nails sending little shivers down his body as they lightly scratched the surface of his skin, leaving little red trails, though those healed before her very eyes. It didn’t really hurt, as he was used to much more painful things, but it was shocking, as it felt strangely pleasurable, and she seemed to notice this as her grin widen into his lips. While this was happening he was absently working on her bra, while her huge tits were pressed tightly against his hard chest. Strangely, the fact that she wanted to get pregnant this time made it especially hard to concentration, so, as such, it took nearly twice as long as it normally would for him to remember just how to exactly remove the black lingerie from her body. Once that was done he pulled from her lips to kiss her cheek, before going down and placing his lips against the mating mark. He felt her shiver, and he had to grin at that.
He tossed the bra out of the way, which landed somewhere on the ground, as he opened his mouth and sucked hard on the mark, hearing her gasp and moan loudly at the sensations. While he did that his hands went behind her and kneaded her well formed arse cheeks with his hands, hereby increasing the sound levels of her moans and gasps exponentially. When he finally pulled away from the mark she had a red blush that traveled down from her face and over her breasts, and from what he could see her panties were positively soaked in her sexual juices. Furthermore, the scent of her arousal made it hard for him to concentrate, and he had to shake his head several times before he could focus on the smile on the woman’s face.
“Why do you seem to really enjoy it when I give you a hickey there?” he asked her, and she blushed, burying her face into his chest as she tried to calm her thoughts. As much bravery as she had gained since fusing her personality with that of the Juubi, she was still his Hinata-chan on the inside, and sometimes her mind just seemed to remember this fact, especially if they were alone and having a romantic evening like this.
“The mate marking is directly connected to a bijuu’s reproductive system,” at his blank look she explained, “basically, it is the thing that allows us to have children…” he blinked at that.
“What do you mean?” he asked, and she smiled.
“You saw what happened to Ayumi-chan when you marked her… right?” she asked, and he nodded, “the mate marking when given to a virgin makes them super fertile… how, the marking itself makes all bijuu fertile, and without it a bijuu cannot have children,” she explain. Kaze nodded, showing that he understood this, even if he didn’t necessarily understand why this was, “now, a bijuu’s fertility is a little less then the average human woman, if nothing is done to the mate mark. However, certain things increase this fertility. One is marking a virgin bijuu, which makes sure that they would get pregnant that very instant if you were to come in them, and with many children, too. Another is to suck on the mark, which marginally increases the fertility of the bijuu, though only slightly more than the average human woman. However, if the bijuu is not a virgin, the sure fire way to get them pregnant is to bite into the mark while they and you are having an orgasm. Even though it’s not guaranteed that they would have multiple children through this way, it is almost certain that they will become pregnant,” then she blushed, “plus, it also feels really good to a bijuu when you either suck on the mark or bite it…” she explained.
“So,” said Kaze, trying to come to terms with this information, “you really meant what you said… you want to make a baby?” he asked her. She smiled, nodded, and kissed him.
“I’ve wanted it for what has felt like forever,” she told him, and he blushed sheepishly at this, knowing that he was partially to blame for that. However, she just chuckled, and kissed him again, “remember, bite my neck when your close. Not only will you impregnate me through this action, but I’ll have an instant orgasm…” Naruto gulped when she gave him that smoky look again, and he knew that he wasn’t going to get out of this without a significant donation of his seed. Oh well, a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do…
Kaze rolled them over, and claimed her lips to his, seeking entrance which she happily gave. While he paraded with her tongue, his one hand sneaked between them and molded to a breast, absently groping and pinching the flesh tenderly, hearing her moans and panting increase into his mouth. Then, before she had time to react he ran his hand down between them and traced it over her lips from outside her soaked panties. He felt a shudder roll through her as a moan spilled from her lips. The sound made him instantly harder then he had ever been in his life, and he doubted that if she suddenly told him to wait that he would have been able to stop at all.
Pulling from her mouth the man trailed kisses and licks down her face and her neck, stopping momentarily at her chest to nibble on one of her perking nipples, as she inhaled quickly. He followed his preset course down her body, pausing at her waist to get her to open her legs wider to him, before he pulled a hand up to rub a finger across her crossed slit, watching as she bucked her hips at that action and a throaty moan spilled from her lips.
Her scent here was at its peak, and it nearly made him go comatose from the pure pleasure caused from the smell of it. Senna had a scent unique to herself, something that had always been a major aphrodisiac to him since the very moment that he had smelt it. It called to him, begged him to taste it, to caress and suck heartily at it, to draw the liquid that made this scent out of her depths and to his hungry mouth. He was always more than eager to please.
Hooking his fingers into the waistband of her panties, he slowly pulled them from her, and with a little help from her he managed to pull them off completely, revealing her trimmed sex to his eyes. Of course, Senna already knew what pleased him in a woman, as most of what pleased him was regarded in things that he had observed in her, as such she had always kept herself neatly trimmed, though not completely bare as he never liked the bareness of a shaved pussy. Why, because in puberty one grew hair down there, and shaving it was like saying that you wanted to be looked at like a child. Plus, he wasn’t a pedophile, no matter how some of his fangirls in his previous life wished he was because of how young they had been, and as such the sight of a bare pussy just made him think back to his years in the academy and all the annoying shallow girls that went there. The only girl that he could think of romantically from back then was his Senna-chan, and she was a woman, not a girl… in fact, she was a woman among women… she was his very own goddess…
He heard Senna take a sharp intact of air, and looking up to her curiously he asked, “You okay?” she nodded, looking down to him shyly with a noticeable blush on her face.
“Y-you think I-I’m a goddess?” her stutter was back, obviously meaning that what she was talking about embarrassed her. Kaze nodded, though a little confused as to how she knew what he was thinking. Seeing the look she replied, “I told you, the bond would only get stronger with time,” Kaze nodded, wondering absently why his part of the bond didn’t seem all that strong, though he figured that it probably had something to do with the fact that he had yet to receive a mark yet from any of them, though none of them seemed at all worried about marking him.
Going back to his point of interest, and ignoring the oddness of his life for now, Kaze decided that he should definitely pay homage to this fine piece of womanhood that was staring him in the face. Before Senna knew what hit her Kaze had buried his mouth into her sex, already lapping at it with gusto while his nose rubbed against her slowly protruding clit, making her toes curl in delight as she placed her hands onto his head, urging him on with pants and moans of, “More, more!” Kaze was more than happy to comply.
Kaze knew a lot about pleasing his lover, he might even, in some of his cockier moments, have considered him an expert on the subject and might even had said that he knew every pleasure point in her body. Not that he did, though, mind you, since he was pretty sure that there were places to his sweet Lavender-Goddess that he had yet to discover, most notably being the secrets of that damn mating mark, but, hey, you couldn’t say that he didn’t want to learn. And considering that they had all eternity to learn everything about each other, he knew that it would only be a matter of time before they both learned all there is to know about there lover… though, knowing their luck, things would happen that would change things up and they’d probably have to go back to square one. Not that he would have minded that.
The thing about having great stamina and an enormous chakra reservoir, well, you never hesitated to use jutsu and chakra to please your lover. To this fact that it was with a small smirk of his own that he began releasing small chakra bursts into his lover’s petals, hearing her sounds of pleasure increase dramatically, though he made sure only to release enough to bring her nearly to the edge each time before letting her cool down a bit, before going right back at it. It was one of his little torture sessions with her that Senna always whined about, though, in reply to this he always pointed out her own torture sessions. They just liked to pick on each other.
He knew she was close, and finally deciding to have pity on her, he pushed two of his fingers into her folds, lubricating them, before pulling them out and attacking her sex once more. She seemed almost too close, and just like he had done on numerous occasions before, he carefully slipped his two lubricated fingers into her clenching bum hole, feeling and hearing her topple over the age as he legs snapped around to clench tightly around his head, forcing his face into her sex more, and her hands clenching tightly into his hair, making him wince internally. But he just kept on, lapping up the juices that she gave him, while sawing his fingers into her anus for a good whole minute before she relaxed and let him go.
Removing his fingers from her anus, and glancing up to her, he could see that she was panting with her head thrown back, eyes closed, mouth open, and her arms by her sides, with a fierce full body blush stretching across her face and down her neck and chest. He loved seeing her in post orgasmic bliss, for the simple fact that he was the only man that had ever and will ever see her like this. It was a possessiveness that he hadn’t known existed in him until he and she began to become intimate in their relationship.
Senna, the one that had once been known as his sweet Hinata-hime, had never been comfortable admitting just how much she liked anal sex. Though, whenever she had the courage to allow him to take her in that place she always suffered from orgasm after orgasm, numerous times before they stopped, and they were always some of her biggest and most intense ones. As much as her embarrassment kept her from having it, it didn’t mean that she didn’t enjoy it. And on one of her more daring days she had even told him how if she could stand the embarrassment of it, that she’d want him to take her in the ass at least once every time they had sex. Of course, that remark was followed by a round of hot pig sex, with plenty of anal for his dear love, and in the end of the day she had fallen asleep from exhaustion with a happy little dazed and satisfied smile on her face.
Oh yes, his Senna-chan was definitely a wild one… when she could stand to be one…
While she tried returning to the land of the conscious, still overloaded on her high, Kaze slowly removed his own underwear, letting his now achingly hard erection pop free from the elastic of his boxers, and stand clearly to attention. As if she sensed the freeing of her favorite part of his anatomy, Senna’s eyes flickered open, before she glanced to him, her eyes dancing first over his face, then going down his body to finally land on his pulsing cock. He saw her tongue dart out to wet her lips, and couldn’t help the small swell of pride in his chest.
Okay, Kaze would freely admit that he was one cocky sonuvabitch when it came to the size of his penis, largely due to the fact that most men weren’t even close to being half his size. And while it made breaking a girl of her virginity especially difficult for both him and his partner, the most clear one that made him wince was his first time with Senna, though she clearly said it was worth it to finally be one with him, it was even more pleasing for the girl in question once they got used to the sheer length and girth of his cock. In fact, once word had gotten around the village after he was spied on by a few kunoichi in the hot springs, though he never figured out who they were, almost every girl that he knew of, be they such ones as Tsunade, Sakura, or even someone like Kurenai, the ice queen, couldn’t look him straight in the eyes for the first few weeks after the news spread, and most of their gazes were reverted to a particular area that he just didn’t feel comfortable with revealing to just anyone. Of course, thankfully the best part about the situation was that it was the one event that led up to his and his Hinata-hime’s first time together. So, he could forgive the kunoichi in question that spied on him, even if it did make things a little awkward between him and his female friends for a few weeks. But, he had to say the funniest moment in those weeks was when Anko approached him and told him quite clearly, “Damn, gaki, if I was into younger men I’d totally ride you raw,” and this was followed by a large sweat drop from him and a brief and very verbal argument between Anko and Hinata.
Senna was now giving him the “come hither” gesture with a sexy smirk on her face, and her chest thrust out, with her large pink nipples beaded like bullets under his gaze. Her legs were spread partially open, revealing the glistening pink form of her womanly folds that looked all too inviting for him. His eyes glanced up to her and she just gave him a coy look. Deciding that if she really wanted a child he was going to give it to her that long and hard way, he climbed over her, his thighs resting between hers, and supporting himself on his hands as he hovered over her, his mouth dipped down to claim hers, getting a moan from her when his length rubbed pleasantly against her outer lips.
She pulled away, giving him an intensely needy look, “Please, Kaze-koi… now… I need you now,” she told him. He nodded, and she reached between them, grasping him in her small hands, and placing him at her entrance. At this, he slowly began to push in, sliding into her warmth and getting a small gasp from the both of them when he sank on the way down to his base inside her, his pelvic bone resting against hers.
Rotating his hips and getting a moan from her when his head touched against a different spot inside her, the Namikaze pulled out slowly, before going back in, feeling her wrapped her arms around his neck as her legs opened wider, her body practically begging to be ravished by him. He tried to resist the temptations for a few moments, wanting this to be somewhat romantic, if she was indeed to be impregnated this night, but in the end he failed that, and soon began to pick up the pace to both of their enjoyment.
It was getting significantly harder to control his thoughts and his emotions as he realized that tonight they would be doing what they had long since dreamed about… starting a family… he had mourned her loss and the loss of his chance to have a real family for what seemed like eternity, and now that it was within his grasp the emotional culminant made him dizzy and crazed with lust and so many other emotions. Before he even realized it they were rocking against each other so hard and so fast that it was likely that they could have woken up all of Konohagakure from the sounds of the bed hitting the wall if it wasn’t for the sound proofing justu they had erected. In fact, he wasn’t even exactly sure how the damn wall was holding up to the pressure of their coupling. That wall must have been made from some serious building material to survive their intense rutting.
Oh, he spoke to soon, he regarded as he heard a crunch, before what sounded like plaster fall to the ground. Inwardly he winced as he knew that he’d have to fix that sometime, but right now he was only focused on giving his mate what she wanted. And he was going to give it to her, hard.
Sometime during the haze he threw her legs over his shoulder, pulling her up enough to where she was hanging up from off of him with her head pressed into the mattress and pillow, as he drilled into her again and again. Her hands were fisted into the sheets, and she was throwing her head back and forth, screaming, “OH SHIT!! OH SHIT!!! OHHHH SHIITTTTT!!!” as if the chant was the only thing keeping her as his powerful thrusts were inducing so much pleasure into that she would likely be reduced to a catatonic state…
Growling lowly to himself, and remembering his earlier thoughts, Kaze pulled himself out of her momentarily, get a groan of disappointment from her, before that turned into a scream of ecstasy as she had her first orgasm of the night when he stuffed his lubricated in her pussy juice cock into her rump, going back to that fierce pace as he fucked her against the mattress like a beast.
It was only a few moment’s later that he pulled her from him again, before spinning her around once more and entering her behind again, causing another orgasm to rip through her as he pinched her clit the moment he entered. He adored the sounds she was making, was obsessed with her body, her mind, and her soul. He could never get enough of her, and to feel her like this, when no man would ever get the chance to, made a highly possessive and pleased streak swell in his chest, before he began the mad pace again, getting her to come twice more before switching their position once again.
This time he was lying on the bed with her riding him, this time with him once again sheathed within her pussy. He could feel that he was getting close that was the reason for his change in position. He also knew that most likely because of their link that she knew this, too. All together she didn’t seem too concerned about the rapid changes in positions, and in fact seemed to almost thrive in the made pace of their active coupling. Kaze couldn’t decide more what to do, to place his hands on her ass and knead her cheeks, or to place his hands on her hips and guide her, or to play with her breasts as she rode him. So, he decided on a compromise. So, this found him with one hand on her ass, one on her hips, and his lips attached to one of her nipples as he sucked heartedly on the teat, feeling her wrap one of her hands around his head as she continuously cried out. He felt her have another release, before he began to feel his limits rapidly approaching.
Pulling away from her breast, Kaze growled, “Gonna… come,” and she heard this easily enough, pulling his face up to rest against her mate marking.
“The mark, Kaze… THE MARK!!!” she cried, before he suddenly bit into the mark, drawing blood. The very instant this happened she had such a powerful orgasm that her pussy walls clenched so tightly around his member that it nearly became painful, if it wasn’t the pleasure he was already feeling. The next instant he toppled over the edge, groaning into her neck as he spilled his essence into her, feeling as if several gallons had been pumped out of him rather than his normal load.
Finally, they both fell back to the bed as the crumpled into exhausted heaps… or as exhausted as a bijuu and her jinchuuriki can possibly be, so, basically they could continue on at any moment. But, at the moment they were satisfied, and so they lay against each other, Senna purring contentedly, while Kaze brushed his hand through her hair, feeling her rub her cheek against his shoulder.
“So…” said Kaze, panting slightly, “did it work?” he heard a giggled, before he looked down to see that she had a happy smile on her face.
“Yes… Kaze-koi,” she told him, with happy tears in her eyes, “I can feel it. I’m pregnant…”

Danzou was perched on his pseudo like throne, holding his chin in his hands as he tapped the fingers of his other hand on his arm rest. While this was happening his aged mind was constantly calculating his next move, while waiting for his spies to appear to give him their report. Suddenly, a pop sounded as a puff of smoke appeared into the room, before his minion appeared in the room, kneeling before him.
“What do you have to report?” questioned the old rival to the Hokage, looking up from where he had been looking to one of his pet projects. The minion glanced behind him at the containment unit filled with odd green-blue vicious liquid, before shaking his head and returning his gaze back to his lord.
“The adoption papers have gone through… the Kyuubi no Jinchuuriki now lives with his adoptive parents in the Namikaze estate,” said the root nin, before frowning, “sir, why do you insist on capturing the two Namikaze’s and the exiled member of the Hyuuga clan, especially when you have her?” questioned the root nin. Danzou frowned.
“Why settle for a piece when you can have the whole pie?” questioned the wannabe leader of the leaf village, stroking his chin thoughtfully, “with a Hyuuga and three Namikaze under my command I would be neigh unstoppable, and my position as Hokage would be assured, where I could then continue my campaign to take over all other shinobi territories,” said the older man.
“A masterful plan, indeed, sir,” said the root-nin, standing rather stiffly, “at your leave, sir,” said the nin. Danzou nodded, motioning for the nin to leave. However, before the nin could poof away in a shunshin, the sound of a blade being unsheathed sounded, before, whipping around in surprise the root nin soon found his head lobbed off his shoulders.
Almost as if he didn’t mind the fact that he had just killed one of his own soldiers, Danzou calmly approached the beheaded head, Danzou ripped the mask covering the person’s face off to reveal the seal inscribed on the person’s forehead, before snapping his fingers as two other Root nin’s appeared, each at the side of the rival to the Hokage.
“Take Hiashi’s trash out of my sight…” said the rival leader, silently peeved that Hiashi would have the gall to have one of his branch member’s masquerade as one of his subordinates, you’re a fool Hiashi… all my nin are mindless puppets… this one had much too free will to spy on me… a fool indeed, and yet, I nearly fell for it…
Standing to his feet as his root nin took the body away, Danzou approached the liquid holding chamber, where his latest pet project of this decade resided. Perhaps the single most important thing he had ever accomplished was getting this creature under control. In time his plans would come to fruitarian, as not only would this particular creature be of great benefit to his plans while in combat, but also as breeding stock…
The nameplate of the chamber read: Namikaze Uzumaki Akane…

To Be Continued…

(AN: dun-dun-duh! And so the plot thickens! I bet you all weren’t expecting this particular plot twist… and to tell you the truth, neither was I! I bet you all hate me now for ending the chapter like that, but, oh well, hate me all you want, you’ll just have to wait for the next chapter before you find out what happens!)
(AN: and now drop a review, pepes! I had to practically torture my writer’s block for TWO days before it finally released itself from my consciousness! The least ya’ll can do is drop a review, aight!)
- Sake.