Inbred

Note:- I had to give myself a refresher of the past 58 chapters so I could recall where I left off... It took me 10 hours... I'm sorry this chapter is so short. I honestly thought it would be longer but that was because I wanted to add something here that, upon retrospect, I realized would work so much better in the next chapter.

Chapter 59 – Wet

He’d learned from past experiences that he should never introduce his girlfriends to Tsunade unless: he’d been seeing her for over a month, wasn’t serious about prolonging the relationship, or had sex with her yet, because his nosy Aunt would always say or do something to turn the girl against him.

Okay, maybe he was exaggerating that point. There was never a situation where the girl he was seeing would suddenly decide she could do better and that she was too good for him. They usually reached that conclusion on their own. The real reason why he never wanted to bring his love interest home to meet the folks was because if Tsunade grew really fond of her, they would bond together like crazy glue and his kindly ‘mother’ would become a crazed ‘mother-in-law’.

Everytime the two lovebirds got into an argument, she would take the girl’s side. Any night Naruto went out with the guys to drink and talk about babes, Tsunade would phone up his girl and they’d spend the evening chatting about men and what dogs they were. Heaven forbid if Naruto hadn’t gotten around to doing the nasty, then Tsunade would always give her the ‘Love doesn’t equal Sex’ speech and everytime he tried to coerce her into his bed she’d tell him she wanted to wait until the time was right. Usually that meant after marriage.

He knew his Aunt always meant well and wasn’t trying to sabotage his love life but the poor, old woman couldn’t help it. Many times Naruto thought about telling her to back off and mind her own business but he knew why she did it. Not only did she want her son to settle down with a partner who had a heart as big as his own but, by hanging around the much younger and energetic women, it was like validating her own youth. Jiraiya thought it was funny watching her shopping for the latest fashions and speaking like she was a member of generation next, but Naruto found it a little sad because Tunade missed out on so much during her teenage years due to her own, over-protective mother.

Sleep-overs, school dances and midnight rendezvous to Make-Out Point, Tsunade missed them all, and she vowed that if she ever had children she would make sure they never missed a single opportunity during their teenage years. Of course, that didn’t stop her from trying to relive her teenage years and, when Naruto started dating in high-school, she was like the cool mom that every girl wished they had. It was for this reason alone that she could easily wrap all of Naruto’s girlfriends around her little finger but, for some reason, Hinata was the one that had Tsunade tied around her pinky, and neither woman even knew it! Hell, if Naruto wanted, he could manipulate the two so he could have Tsunade do anything he wanted by getting Hinata to ask her to do it. In fact, Tsunade adored Hinata so much that she insisted the young girl call her ‘Auntie’ instead of just ‘Tsunade’. Jiraiya jokingly asked her to refer to him as ‘Big Daddy’ but that moniker didn’t take with Naruto and it didn’t take with him either.

The women exchanged e-mails everyday and, even though Tsunade sent her the ‘Save Sex for Something Special’ report, (Naruto read it as well since he let Hinata communicate with his Aunt through his address) that didn’t stop the young girl from being intimate with him. It wasn’t that she didn’t respect Auntie Tsunade’s opinion, after all, she shared those same values before she even met Naruto, but Hinata soon found that it was easier to pledge abstinence than to practice it.

She loved Naruto and everything about him: His sense of humor, his self-confidence and his loyalty to his friends and family. She loved his boisterous laughter, his playful attitude and, yes, even his embarrassing, blonde moments. It was somewhat frightening to have such powerful emotions for someone and they had become so strong that the faults that were spotted so easily among strangers were perceived as merits in Hinata’s eyes. To her, Naruto could do no wrong because he was such a good person. He deserved to be happy and she wanted to share her happiness with him.

Hinata also liked it when she made Naruto proud, as strange as that sounded, so, while he and Sasuke were at classes, she would spend a few hours practicing her swimming. At first she got Neji to train with her and teach her different strokes, but once she was able to paddle from one end of the pool to the other without threat of drowning, she started swimming alone. Sometimes, she’d have unexpected company in the form of one of Sasuke’s dogs who would get away from Tobi and come join her in the water. She was always terrified that harm would befall her one of these days but the youngest member of the Akatsuki assured her that it was only Raijin, the curiously, friendly one and he only wanted to play.

“He likes you,” the cheery bodyguard explained after fishing the large dog out of the pool. “I don’t blame him; you’re such a pretty girl. He can’t resist.”

Hinata blushed and dipped her head slightly in an attempt to conceal it, but her wet hair was already plastered to her back. “I… um, thank you, Tobi-kun,” the girl stammered and resumed toweling off the dog’s right side while Tobi tended to the left.

“Aww, you’re soo cute when you blush,” the boy tittered but that just made it worse, and when he pointed that out, her face turned a new shade of crimson.

Hinata made a tiny squeak and brought her hands up to cover her warm cheeks. “Please don’t,” she begged of him, afraid that if he said any more her skin would melt right off her skull.

The young boy just laughed, not at all helping her condition, then affixed the leash to Raijin’s blue collar. “Have a good swim, Hinata-chan,” he chirped before making his leave, but the dog had his own agenda and it became a tug-of-war between the two of them. Tobi yanked as hard as he could on the leash while the Doberman stubbornly shook his head in an attempt to dislodge himself from his bonds. The boy cursed and threw himself at the irksome canine, half-lifting, half-dragging him away from the pool-side, and the comical battle between man and beast made Hinata giggle.

Once they had disappeared from sight, she quickly resumed where she’d left off, wanting to wrap up this afternoon’s lesson in time to wash up and change before Naruto got home. Her body had warmed up significantly that the crystal, blue water felt chilly to the touch and she shivered as she slowly submerged. She remained underwater for as long as she could hold her breath before surfacing with a loud gasp, filling her lungs with air and wiping large droplets of water from her face while she waited for her body to re-adapt to the cool temperature of the water.

Judging by the position of the sun, she still had some time left before the boys returned but, because of Raijin’s interruption, she’d lost precious moments. Two laps would be enough and, by an Olympic gold-medalist’s or even a life-guard’s standards, should take no longer than six minutes. But Hinata was slow, very slow and she hadn’t even completed one, full lap before she heard another loud splash. The girl tried not to let her annoyance show but she really wished Tobi would maintain better control of the guard dogs. This had happened often enough now that she’d developed a routine where, as soon as Raijin entered the pool and started to paddle towards her she would lead him to the steps where Tobi would be waiting to dry him off. Only this time, Tobi wasn’t standing by the steps and the splashing noises just behind her sounded different than usual. Fear gripped her and her heart rate increased with the speed of her strokes. She sincerely hoped it wasn’t the other, more vicious dog, but while Raijin’s strokes were easy-going and laid-back, these were vigorous and determined.

She knew she couldn’t out swim whatever it was and she opened her mouth to call for Tobi but the only sound that rushed from her lips was a loud shriek when two, strong hands grabbed her from behind and pulled her back against a hard chest.

“HINATA!” a familiar voice screeched loudly in her ear.

“Naruto-kun?” she gasped breathlessly, partially surprised yet immensely relieved that it really was him. “Wel-come home,” was her quavered greeting as her boyfriend began to fondly rock her from side to side.

He placed an affectionate kiss on the back of her head before turning her in his arms to face him. “Did you miss me, babe?”

She always did, there was never any need for him to ask.

Hinata nodded and lifted her hands to rest them on his shoulders to keep her head above the water line since her feet couldn’t reach the bottom, and that was when she realized that Naruto was still fully clothed. The crazy teen had jumped into the pool, shoes and all.

“Naruto, your uniform,” the girl frowned.

A broad grin split his tanned cheeks and he pulled her closer. “Should I take it off?”

Hinata shook her head vigorously, her blush from before returning in full force, especially now that Naruto’s hands were wrapping her legs around his waist. The boy chuckled and waded over to the edge of the pool quite enjoying the feel of the soft, supple body clambering higher onto his. He carried over to the poolside and experienced no difficulty lifting her out of the water, but just as Hinata was about to get to her feet, he grabbed her by the backs of her knees and dragged her thighs over his broad shoulders.

Hinata gave a timid squeak and tried to bring her legs together even though Naruto's head was planted between them and his lecherous gaze boldly admired the erotic display of the thin bikini seat drawn tightly over the plump folds of her flesh. The girl squirmed, vainly trying to escape the iron grip around her legs but her shifting and quivering was only making matters worse. A covetous moan bubbled at the back of Naruto's throat and he leaned forward to burrow his nose into her wet snatch and take a long, deep breath.

A curious mixture of embarrassment and lust gripped her and Hinata found herself wantonly thrusting her hips against his head. Shaky fingers threaded through his hair, uncertain whether she wanted to pull him away or drag him closer. His mouth closed around her to drink the moisture from the fabric and delightful shivers crawled up and down the length of Hinata's spine. Her tiny mewls and whimpered pleas to stop only further encouraged the boy and Naruto pulled her bikini aside with his teeth, baring her glistening pussy to the glare of the evening sun.

"No!" the girl sobbed and her hands immediately went to cover herself for modesty's sake. Naruto was patient, he didn't brush her hands away or instruct her to move them, instead he kissed, licked and nibbled her fingers while offering tender words of encouragement. "N-Naruto-kun," she panted, glancing around their surroundings behind the wet curtain of her hair. What if someone saw them? There was a slight chance Raijin might come bounding over to play with her and, even though she didn't want the dog to be near her given her current situation, if Tobi showed up and found them like this then she would simply die.

Hinata brought her hands up to cover the burning redness of her face, as if that would somehow conceal her identity even though it would be glaringly obvious to anyone who was currently on the premises who Naruto was ravenously eating out. The teen eagerly resumed once the barrier was lifted and he ran his tongue along the rosy petals of her labia. Her little cries of humiliation did not fall on deaf ears but only served to have the opposite effect on her boyfriend and, instead of him bringing an end to her torment, it only spurred him on and he attacked her pussy with the voracious hunger of a starved animal.

His mouth closed around her clitoris, pinching it with his lips and grazing it with his teeth until it became as hard as a pebble. When Hinata arched her spine he used the opportunity to lean her backwards slightly, forcing her to support her upper body on her elbows. Reclined, she appeared to be more comfortable, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Hinata was still dreadfully terrified they would be caught, doubly so if the person that happened to come across them was her older cousin.

In this new position, he had greater ease of access to her womanly fruits and he hurriedly pierced her tight entryway with his tongue while, at the same time, grabbing her hips and yanking her onto the wet muscle. Hinata's laboured pants and high-pitched whimpers raised in frequency and pitch and the sporadic clenching of her vulva around his tongue signaled her fast-approaching orgasm. Naruto moaned loudly at her climax, but was unable to reach his own with his body draped in wet clothing and immersed up to his shoulders in cool water. He didn't give her a moment to catch her breath or bask in the sudden heat that warmed her body, instead he crawled out of the pool, collected her in his arms and carried her upstairs to take care of his own desire.

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Raijin bounded towards the poolside the moment he sensed that the grip on his leash became slack and curiously sniffed the wet puddle on the concrete where the sweet- smelling, human female was sitting a few seconds ago. Tobi immediately gave chase, emerging from the conveniently planted hedges that rowed the pool area and stamped his foot on the straggling leash before the irksome creature could escape him again by jumping into the water. Raijin sat back on his haunches and seemed to eye the rippling surface of the water with longing and he licked his chops and whined while his caretaker sought to console him with exaggerated scratches behind his ear.

"Whoo hoo, that was hot, wasn't it Raijin?" the youth tittered to his friendly companion. The dog seemed to disagree and shook his head wildly, but only because Tobi's nails grazed him in an uncomfortable place. "I really envy Naruto-kun," he continued to his disinterested audience. "If Hinata-chan was my girlfriend I'd do all kinds of 'H' things to her too."

"Honestly, Tobi. You act like you've never seen two people have sex before."

The youngest member of the Akatsuki immediately shot to his feet in the presence of one of his superiors and Raijin wasted no time diving to his escape. "Ah, Sasori," he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. It would be an insult to the older boy's intelligence if he tried to play it off as if he hadn't been caught watching his principle engaged in a private act. Which just happened to be a big 'no-no' for him since Deidara assumed he wasn't mature enough to glimpse two people in the act without giggling like a pre-pubescent schoolboy.

And he was right.

"You're not going to tell Deidara-sempai are you?"

The red-head shrugged and came closer standing on the very same puddle that Tobi couldn't even look at with a straight face. "Focus!" snapped Sasori and he very regimentally smacked the juvenile youth against the side of his head.

Tobi howled and cradled his temple with both hands, and all the other boy could do was roll his eyes in obvious irritation in lieu of hitting him again and having him roll around on the ground like a wounded idiot. As the official punching-bag of the group, Tobi was used to taking physical abuse from the other team-mates. Deidara supplied discipline in the manner a concerned father would. He knew Tobi could do better if only he applied himself and, in such a dangerous field of work, he wanted the child to realize that this was not a game. The others expressed their exasperation like an annoyed older brother would whenever their smaller sibling did something embarrassingly stupid. Tobi never took things as seriously as they did and the only reason they were forced to put up with him was because he was surprisingly adept at his job. Sasori, on the other hand, beat on Tobi like an abusive husband every opportunity he got, if not for lack of having anything else to exert his anger on, then because they were about the same age.

Sasori waited patiently while he nursed the side of his head and for him to stop his pathetic simpering before offering verbal chastisement instead. "When are you going to learn to act like an adult?" he sighed. "It's just a pussy and a pair of tits, really-" and his tangent was interrupted, not surprisingly, by a string of childish giggling.

"Sasori-san said 'tits'."

His gleeful immaturity earned him a dark glare to which he, very smartly, clamped his jaw shut.

Sasori sighed again, realizing he would have better luck seeking mature conversation from a three-year old. "You need to get laid... seriously," he surmised with a shake of his head.

"Hai, hai!" the inexperienced youth agreed only too eagerly. "We should go looking for prostitutes now!"

"Ugh! How can Deidara stand you?" Sasori roared. "I swear to God, Tobi, the next bullet I put in you is going straight up your ass."

"No, no, no," he wailed, waving his hands madly in front of his face. "I don't like it up the butt."

The older boy snapped then and justifiably shoved the bothersome piece of shit into the pool, deriving great pleasure in watching him sputter and try to keep his head above the water since his feet couldn't reach the ground. Sasori stalked him around the perimeter as he scrambled his way over to one side and he barely had the chance to praise his luck for not drowning before a tight fist lodged itself in his hair and yanked viciously.

His voice was thick and malevolent and, if Tobi didn't know not to further rankle his teammate then he got the message now. "Just in case you've forgotten, there are four lives we are responsible for that are in danger. Now, if you don't want Hinata's pretty, little head detached from the rest of her pretty, little body then I suggest you get your shit together."

"But I don't understand, Sasori-san," Tobi winced through the pain on his scalp. "Why can't we just move them someplace safer until we've eliminated the threat? Deidara-sempai is aware that they are becoming more aggressive and it would be easier for us if we didn't have to worry about them getting caught in the cross-fire."

"Believe me, Tobi nothing would make me happier than locking those four away in a secure location until this 'war' is over, but this is not what Uchiha-sama wants." Sasori renewed his waning grip and he relished at the tortured expression on his younger partner's face. "Uchiha-sama doesn't want them to know that anything is wrong. He just wants this mess to be cleaned up as quickly and as subtly as possible."

"But Uchiha-sama is risking much," Tobi groaned. "We can't be with them at all times and, unlike before, there are three more instead of our initial one. If they don't stay together then our forces are spread too thin."

"That's the point, Tobi-kun," Sasori purred. "Uchiha-sama can't catch his fish without laying the bait."

"Eh?"

Sasori tsked. "It's a waste of breath explaining it to you," and he yanked the boy's head back as if he were tossing away a dirty, old rag. Tobi splashed around in the water again, desperately seeking the edge of the pool before he went under a second time and Sasori laughed wickedly at the comical, yet near fatal display. "While you're in there," he tossed over his shoulder before walking off to leave his smaller teammate to fend for himself. "Fish that damn mutt out of the pool, then clean it."

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Hmm... I wonder if my writing style has changed much since the last portion of this was written almost four years later. O_o