Slaves of the Maelstrom

Chapter Six: Clouds Over the Rice Patch…


Aburame Shibi gazed over the town below, eyeing a group of people who moved through the streets with a swagger that only could belong to shinobi, and fairly incompetent ones at that.

*It seems as though Orochimaru wants people to underestimate his forces,* the dark haired man thought as he kneeled down on the tree branch he had chosen. *Those ninja are most likely feints of some kind - put there to cover for the real threats mixed in with the population of the village.*

He noted the sudden appearance of one of the team members he’d been assigned, turning to look over at the brown haired ANBU who insisted on being called ‘Yamato’.

“I finished planting the listening devices around the village perimeter,” the man reported, “I also managed to locate the most likely stronghold of the Fuuma clan…it’s a small brothel near the north-western corner of the village.” The man frowned. “It’s odd…the red-light district of this village is in the south-western corner. It’s like they are blatantly defying Orochimaru’s rule over this country.”

“Given the information Jiraiya-sama relayed to us about the Fuuma clan, it would not surprise me,” Shibi replied, “He stated that, despite their decline in recent years, many Fuuma clan shinobi are of high quality. While I’m certain they do fear Orochimaru coming after them directly, they still maintain their pride as a clan…they will not cower before him or his ‘village’.”

Yamato nodded. “I see,” he said, “Still, as you said, they have been in decline. I would estimate their total strength in numbers to be less than twenty. Even if each of those are at jounin level, the sheer numbers.”

“Which hopefully will aide us in our mission,” Shibi replied, reaching into his pouch to withdraw a walkie-talkie. “Uzuki-san, report?”

“Still no sign of either target,” the female ANBU’s voice came out, “Genma-san and I are at the south-eastern end of the village. We’ve noticed a slight increase to Oto patrols, Aburame-taicho.”

“Shiranui-san?” he asked.

“I think I may have figured out how they manage to keep appearing and disappearing at times,” the other jounin spoke up, “There appear to be hidden entrances to Otogakure within some of the buildings. I’ve seen hints of subtle genjutsu over certain doors, mostly leading to cellars and to back storage rooms. I think Orochimaru is hiding his forces below ground.”

“Problematic,” Shibi muttered, “If he has imprisoned the girl, then she’s out of our reach. We’d need a full tactical invasion force to attempt a retrieval. The likely hood of success would be less than twenty-seven percent.”

“We still don’t know if she’s even in the village, let alone imprisoned,” Yuugao replied, “We have to keep searching.”

“We have little time left,” Shibi replied, “Our other target is likely nearing the Rice/Fire border. We have already exceeded our estimated time-table by four days.”

There was a sigh over the radio, drawing a look of concern from Yamato. “It will break his heart if we have to tell him we couldn’t find her,” Yuugao’s voice drifted over the comlink, causing the other two jounin to frown.

“Regardless of what this might mean to Uzumaki-san, the other target is the top priority,” Shibi replied, “We can wait only one more day, then we must make for the border to intercept her.”

“I understand, sir,” the female jounin, “I recommend we penetrate the village, and make contact with the Fuuma.”

Shibi frowned, while Yamato gaped at the com in his hands. “That is WELL beyond the parameters of the mission we were assigned,” Yamato muttered.

“State your reasons for this recommendation, Uzuki-san,” Shibi ordered.

“We know that the Fuuma clan is currently at odds with Orochimaru, and that the current Rice daimyo is little more than a puppet,” she said, “Despite this, the Fuuma clan is looked upon by the military of this country as a major power…if we can convince a majority of them to defect to Konoha, we could cause some serious power issues for Orochimaru. I’m sure a bit of…‘espionage’…like this, would be well within our mission parameters.”

“Not to mention it’d give us a chance to sneak some listening devices into those entrances, and some bugs into Oto itself,” Genma spoke up.

“The other reason is simply that we need to resupply,” Yuugao spoke up, “We are out of ration bars, and I need ink for listening tags.”

Shibi nodded. “And the fact that it’d give you an opportunity to search the village proper for the girl doesn’t factor in?” he asked.

“I won’t deny that it is a major reason, Shibi-taicho,” she said, “But the other two reasons are the main points.”

Shibi sighed, feeling his colonies stir within his body. His lead queens, Aoi and Tokimeku, voiced their opinions to the suggestion, as well as their desire for some sakura mochi (a guilty pleasure for him as well).

“Rendezvous’ at the cavern outside the north-western entrance to the village,” he said, “We’ll organize a plan for you to enter. The risk factor to this is nearly fourty-eight percent…still, that leaves fifty-two percent possibility of success. It is worth proceeding.”

“Thank you, Shibi-taicho,” she replied, “Uzuki and Shiranui out.” The com hissed, signifying her terminating the link.

Yamato frowned at his ‘commander’ for the mission. “Are you sure about this, sir?” he asked.

“I will admit that I do wish to continue searching for this girl,” he said, “If she really is Minato-kun’s child, then I owe it to his memory to bring her home. Besides, Naruto-kun deserves to have his sister, and his legacy as heir to the Uzumaki clan. This girl’s bloodline will help to prove it to those who still doubt on the council.”

“I’m surprised the Fire Lord hasn’t ordered his own physicians to confirm it,” the brown haired man replied, as the two began leaping from tree to tree, headed for their meeting with their teammates.

“He has his own doubts as to Naruto’s legitimacy,” Shibi replied, “Most of Kushina-san’s blood-samples were lost during the upheaval after the sealing - Tsunade-sama and Sarutobi-sama suspect Danzo having something to do with it, but there is no proof. However, the blood samples Minato-kun’s slave - Naiya - were still in cold storage. If Tsunade-sama proves a genetic link between him and Minato through this girl’s DNA, then the Fire Lord will have all the proof he needs. He was well aware of Minato and Kushina’s marriage, even if the rest of the village was kept in the dark.”

Yamato nodded. “Why would Danzo have Kushina-sama’s blood samples stolen though?” he asked.

“The Uzumaki clan wasn’t native to Konoha, or even Fire Country originally,” Shibi replied, dropping to the ground with Yamato close on his heels. “They originally came from Whirlpool Country, and were a noble clan. As such…”

“The treasures that Konoha and the Fire Lord are holding would rightfully belong to him,” Yamato realized. “That can’t make certain members of the Fire Lord’s court happy.”

“Indeed,” Shibi replied, “Still, I am less concerned with that. I simply wish for Naruto-kun to have his family.”

Yamato raised an eyebrow. “There a story behind that?” he asked.

“It has mostly to do with my son’s former teammate, Hyuuga Hinata,” Shibi said, “He helped her, and she is my son’s friend. Few people are willing to accept an Aburame as a friend, yet she did.”

Yamato frowned. “I don’t understand how that applies…” he muttered.

“Naruto-kun makes her happy,” Shibi replied, “My son commented many times on her…admiration…of the boy, and how she knew that, despite his happy-go-lucky façade, there is a deep well of pain behind his eyes. That pain stems from feeling like he is truly alone.”

Yamato smirked. “Well, he certainly isn’t now,” he snorted, “As I understand it, he has two slaves now thanks to his new job in the I.T. department.”

“Companionship is one thing,” Shibi said, “But while it does ease some of his pain, Hinata-chan told my son that something he truly does wish for…is family.” The insect wielding ninja turned to his subordinate. “It would make Hinata happy if Naruto were to have his real family. This girl…his sister, is a means of giving her that happiness. For one of my son’s friends, I will do what I can.”

Yamato nodded. “Not having a family of my own, I can understand that,” he said, “In that case, let us hope we find this girl, and that the Fuuma are willing to listen to our proposal.”

oOoOoOo

Naruto looked over the file for the prisoner he had been assigned to interrogate; a male chuunin from Amegakure, recently captured while attempting to assassinate the Fire Lord’s second cousin. The man apparently kept spouting something about ‘God’s Wrath’ coming down upon Konoha.

“So this guy’s some religious nutcase?” the blond chuunin asked, looking up at his commander and sensei. “And he tried to assassinate the Fire Lord’s ‘second cousin’? Why? It’s not like the man is in line for the throne…doesn’t Hinomori-sama have like six or seven children?”

“Two by his slave girl, three by his wife, and one by each of his two concubines,” Ibiki confirmed, “The eldest son, Shuushaku, is the current heir to the throne, though his sister, Tomoe, is the eldest child.”

“So why try assassinate someone of such low stature in the royal court?” Naruto asked.

“The Fire Lord’s second cousin is actually a very wealthy man,” the scarred jounin replied, “He recently performed a hostile take over of the Gatou shipping corporation, and established a new trade agreement with the countries of Wave, Tea, and Fang. While he may not be of ‘political’ importance, his economic importance is staggering.”

“The Gatou corporation…” Naruto whispered, growling slightly at the memory of the man who had been responsible in part for the death of the boy who had changed Naruto’s views on life.

“The man has no heirs at this time,” Ibiki clarified, “If he were to die, there would be a great economic upheaval here in Fire Country, which in turn would ripple through our allies.”

“So, money-bags bites the dirt, and we get the shaft,” Naruto clarified, earning a snort from the other occupant of the room.

“I do so love how you put things, gaki,” Anko spoke up, walking forward with Hinata in tow, “Crude, blunt to a fault, and right to the point…I swear, its like looking at a male version of me!”

Naruto smiked. “Well, I could always modify the Oiroke…” An uncharacteristic glare from Hinata caused him to halt his statement.

Anko noticed the look. *That’s my girl!* she thought. “Anyway, Ibiki and I want you to find out about this ‘God’ he keeps spewing on about,” she said, “We know he’s talking a real person, so its likely a very powerful ninja. Problem is, the only really powerful ninja in Rain country that we know about is Sanshouuo no Hanzo, the man who gave the Sannin their title. If he’s this new ‘God’, then it means he’s developed a ‘messiah complex’, and that could spell trouble.”

Naruto nodded. “Any particulars the preliminary team found out about him?” he asked, “Fears, likes, hobbies? Things I can use.”

Anko nodded. “He’s apparently a fan of Jiraiya’s work,” she said, “He even had an edition Kakashi-baka was looking for…the ‘Silver’ edition to volume twenty, with the added pictures of Tsubaki…”

Naruto and Hinata both gaped at the lavender haired woman. “You read that stuff, Anko-sensei?” the pale eyed girl asked.

“On occasion,” Anko smirked. “Though since Shizune-chan came back into town, I haven’t really had the need…besides, Iruka-kun’s bigger than Daisuke.”

“I DON’T WANT TO HEAR THIS! I DON’T WANT TO HEAR THIS!” Naruto shouted, slapping his hands over his ears. Anko laughed, even as Hinata blushed.

Ibiki merely smirked at his new student’s antics, enjoying the byplay between him and his fellow interrogators. A knock at the door shook him from his revelry, causing the group to turn. Eagle poked his head in, his body tense. “Ibiki-taicho…Danzo-sama is here,” he said, causing Anko to hiss in displeasure.

“What does that old bandage-bastard want?” she growled, causing Hinata and Naruto to frown.

“Hinata-chan, have you ever…” Naruto asked.

“Only in passing,” she whispered back, the pair moving to stand off to the side, “My father mentioned him after a council meeting. I heard that he was actually considered at one point for the title of Sandaime.”

Naruto frowned, as a medium sized man walked into the room, his left eye covered in bandages. His left arm was gone, barely a stump left to show that he had once possessed the limb, his rob half open to show the bandages wrapped around his chest and the old wound.

Naruto felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickle. The man may have lacked an arm and eye, but those missing items did nothing to lessen the feeling of power from the man. *This guy is a killer,* the blond thought, as a pair of ANBU with slightly altered tattoos followed him into the room.

“Danzo-sama,” Ibiki said, inclining his head slightly. Hinata also bowed, Naruto frowning as he did the same. “To what do I owe the honor of your visit?”

“I must ask you to transfer the Ame-nin to my custody,” the bandaged man replied, causing Anko to growl. “The man has information relating to certain covert operations we have in Rain Country. The information is on a strict need to know basis, and even the I.T. division must not compromise the situation.”

Naruto growled. “The man tried to kill a family member of the Fire Lord’s!” he spoke up, drawning a sharp glare from Ibiki, while Danzo merely raised his lone eyebrow. “If we don’t find out why, it’d be a failure to our duty to the royal family.”

“Hinomori-sama has already been informed of the situation,” Danzo replied, “He is aware that certain information cannot be disseminated, if our espionage operations are to be successful, Uzumaki-kun.” He actually smirked at the blond boy. “I do commend your diligence to your duty to the feudal lord and his family…but remember, this is a ninja village. We have secrets even he must not learn, if his rule is to be protected.”

Anko snorted. “Secrets of Konoha operations, or secrets of certain individuals in the village?” she asked.

“Naruto-kun, Anko,” Ibiki spoke, causing the two wild ninja to quiet down. Hinata raised a hand to Naruto’s shoulder, trying to help him calm down.

“I expect the prisoner to be transferred within the hour, Ibiki-san,” Danzo continued, turning to leave. “If we learn anything of vital importance that does not relate to our operations, I will have it reported to you.” The dark haired man cast a second glance over his shoulder at the orange clad ninja. “Congratulations on your promotion, Uzumaki-kun. I hope to see more from you in the future.”

Naruto frowned as the man and his two bodyguards walked out. “…I’ve never met that man before, but I can say this for sure,” he said, drawing the attention of his sensei. “He’s even more slimy than that Orochimaru prick.”

Anko chuckled. “Oh, you got that right, Naruto-kun,” she said.

Ibiki nodded, before turning to his pupil. “Still, you must learn to keep that tongue of yours in check, Naruto-kun,” he said, drawing a contrite look from the boy. “While I agree with what you said, you still need to learn to phrase it both tactfully and politically.” He sighed. “Danzo is part of the committee that doles out the funding for the various divisions of the ANBU. If you insult him…”

“Then we lose money,” Anko finished. “We lose money, it means we can’t afford to by the newest poisons, recruit new members for the division, or replace our equipment.”

Hinata nodded. “If you wish to become Hokage someday, Naruto-kun, you must learn to play politics,” she said, “It’s not a fun thing, but it’s a fundamental part of life.”

Naruto sighed. “I’ll need help with that,” he said, “I’m getting the hang of psychology, and the new training I’m getting for ANBU field ops is cool and all…but talking to old jerks like him and getting something out of it? Even I have to admit I stink at that.”

Anko smirked. “You need a tutor in politics?” she said, “She’s standing right next to you!”

Naruto turned to stare at Hinata, the pale girl blushing while glaring at her sensei. “A-A-ANKO-SENSEI!” she squeaked, drawing a laugh from her teacher.

“You’ve had to deal with politics your whole life girl,” Anko replied, Ibiki smiling as he watched his young friend work her own brand of psychology on her student. “You want to help him reach his goal right? Teach him how to play the game.” She sauntered over to the pair, pulling the still blushing heiress to her side and leaning down to whisper in her ear. “It’ll give you a chance to spend some time with him…maybe even get a real ‘date’ out of it!” The pearl eyed girl blushed even deeper at the thought.

Naruto stood by Ibiki’s side, watching the byplay with a small feeling of dread. “I’m scared,” he whispered to his sensei.

“You should be,” was the scarred man’s response.

oOoOoOo

“So, this is Naruto-sama’s new girl, hmmm?” Temari asked, as she and Kin sat on the veranda, watching as Naruto’s newest slave, Tayuya, seemed to dance around the courtyard of their new home in the Uchiha district, her flute emitting a lively tune as she moved. She crossed her long legs, the fabric of her short kimono riding up a bit to reveal a tantalizing amount of creamy flesh, the pale lavender of the outfit matching her mistress‘s eyes.

The blonde slave had appeared that morning along with her mistress, who had left with Naruto to continue their training in the ANBU I.T. Division. Kin had been happy to introduce her friend to her new slave-sister, the redhead giving a quick greeting before going off to practice her music.

“Yes,” Kin replied, smiling as Tayuya continued to enjoy herself. “Tayuya-chan was my friend back in Otogakure…she took me under her wing, teaching me a few jutsus and how to use certain poisons. There are very few kunoichi in Oto, so most girls either attach themselves to a strong man, or band together in groups to keep themselves safe. Orochimaru really didn’t care what the rank and file did to each other, as long as his ‘elites’ were battle ready.”

The brown haired girl sighed, taking a sip of the green tea Temari had prepared earlier. “I was seven when Orochimaru found me, wandering the streets in a small village on near the Iwa border,” she sighed, “Tayuya was the second person I met when I was brought into Oto…she was fighting a group of older boys, and winning. She saw one of them come after me, and she nailed him right in his pride and joy.”

“Ouch,” Temari muttered.

“Heh, yeah,” Kin replied. “She saw how scared I was, and she basically told me to…”

“Grow the fuck up and take it like a ninja,” a new voice interrupted, causing the pair to look over at the slightly sweating red-head, the girl smirking slightly at her friend’s petulant look. “It took me weeks to get her to fucking stop cowering at my shadow and wipe her own ass. Girl couldn’t piss or shit without me nearby.” She smirked at the frowning girl. “Pansy-ass.”

“What did Naruto-sama say about the foul language?” Kin replied, causing the foulmouthed girl to pale slightly.

“That you’d be recording it,” Tayuya replied, “And that he’d spank me five times for each curse.”

“You’re up to thirty so far,” Kin replied, smirking at her. “Care to go for thirty-five?”

“Oh fuck you, bitch,” Tayuya replied.

“Forty,” Kin chuckled.

Temari simply blinked at the byplay, before noticing Naruto and Hinata walk through the gates. “Ah, Hinata-sama,” she said, getting up and bowing to her mistress, “How was your day?”

“Frustrating,” Hinata replied, looking over at Naruto with an amused grin, “Naruto-kun is…not very good at politics.”

The blond boy groaned. “Tsunade-baachan says I’ve got great luck at gambling, but that I can’t bluff at all,” he said, ignoring the snorts of laughter from his two slave girls. “I just don’t get why I have to say something and not really mean it…I may be a ninja, but I’m no liar!”

Temari frowned. “Naruto-sama,” she spoke up, “Politics isn’t really about lying…its about modifying the truth to get results.” She smirked. “Think of it like this…Hinata-sama told me you like to play pranks, right?”

“Yeah,” Naruto replied, nodding.

“Then by playing politics with people, you’re playing the biggest prank of all,” the teal eyed girl grinned, looking over at her mistress, whose eyes were wide in understanding.

Kin and Tayuya gaped at the blonde slave-girl, surprised at the insightful comment. “That’s…a really good idea,” Kin muttered, looking at the dumbstruck expression on Naruto’s face.

“Fuck yeah,” Tayuya whispered.

“Forty-five.”

“Fuck.”

“Fifty.”

Naruto ignored the byplay, his eyes lighting up in mischief. “Oh, that would be so cool…” he whispered, looking over at Hinata. “I play the game, just to show them I can, and at the same time, build up my credit for the title of Hokage!”

Hinata frowned. “But it won’t work if you don’t act serious,” she said.

“And that’s the beauty of it!” he shouted, grabbing her and spinning her around, causing her to squeak in surprise, even as the three slave girls chuckled. “They know I have a hard time with acting serious all the time. So if I prove I can do it, even it its just to trick them, then they’ll never be able to anticipate my next trick! Temari-chan’s right - it’s the ultimate prank!”

“Umm, Naruto-sama?” said girl spoke up, drawing the spinning boy’s attention.

“Huh?” he grunted, turning to look at the blond girl.

“Hinata-sama’s fainted,” she said, pointing at the unconscious girl. Naruto looked at her, gaping at her rolling head.

“HINATA-CHAN!” he cried out, lowering the girl to the ground shaking her slightly to try and rouse her. “Are you alright?! Why does this keep happening!?! Hinata-chan!”

Temari and Kin both sighed, while Tayuya shook her head in wonder. “He doesn’t fucking get it, does he?” she asked.

“No, he doesn’t,” Temari answered.

“We’ll get him there, though,” Kin muttered. “And you’re at fifty-five now.”

“Shit.”

“Sixty.”

Temari chose to ignore the byplay again, walking forward to pick up her small mistress, carrying her bridal style. “Naruto-sama, I think a bath will do her some good,” she said, sending a subtle sign over to Kin and Tayuya, the former smirking while the latter looked confused. She turned to the whisker marked boy. “If you don’t mind, can I use your onsen for this? I swear it will be kept clean.”

Naruto nodded, his face scrunching up in the way that his girl’s found cute. “Sure,” he said, “Anything to help Hinata-chan! Tayuya-chan can help you, while Kin-chan and I make some food!”

Kin smirked, looking over at her red-headed slave sister. “Of course, Tayuya-chan would be only too happy to help!” she giggled, causing Tayuya to growl. Instead of cursing, she nodded, moving over to stand by the blond girl. Kin walked forward, taking Naruto by the arm. “Come, Naruto-sama. We have some of those cinnamon buns that Hinata-sama likes…some nice ginger tea and those buns will be a prefect afternoon snack!”

Naruto nodded, allowing his first slave to lead him into the house.

“Okay, what the fuck’s the deal?” Tayuya whispered, following the older girl to the onsen behind the house, opening the door as the blond carried the unconscious girl inside.

“Naruto-sama is still pretty oblivious to people’s feelings,” Temari explained. “Even though I’ve only been Hinata-sama’s slave for a little over a month, I was quick to catch on to her crush on him. Kin-chan also knows about it, and she wishes to make him happy…so she wants to show him that someone has always loved him.”

Tayuya smirked. “Oh, so bell-girl wants to play match maker, huh?” she chuckled, “Dumb bitch always was a romantic.”

Temari smiled. “Help me get Hinata-sama undressed,” she said, “Kin-chan will keep him occupied for a little while, preparing the snacks. We’ll set it up so he comes in here to take a quick bath…”

“Only to find pale-eyes here all ready to go,” Tayuya smirked, “Should we get her a bow to wear?”

Temari laughed.

oOoOoOo

Kin smirked as she spotted Tayuya signaling to her from the kitchen. “Ah, Naruto-sama?” she spoke up, causing the boy to turn from the tea service he was setting up. “I didn’t want to mention this in front of the others, but ummm…you must have worked really hard during training today.”

Naruto sighed. “I reek, don’t I?”

Kin nodded. “In as many words,” she muttered. “I’m sure Temari-chan has already taken care of Hinata-sama. Why don’t you take a quick bath, and then join us.” She looked out the window again, spying the blonde and redhead sneaking around the side. “I think I see them coming out now. If you hurry, we can all enjoy the tea before Hinata-sama and Temari-chan have to return to the Hyuuga compound.”

The blond boy nodded, turning to leave. “By the way…how many does she have coming to her tonight?” he asked.

“Sixty at my last count,” Kin smirked, “But it’s probably closer to an even hundred by now.”

Naruto sighed. “Well, that’s still down from the one-forty two days ago,” he muttered, walking out. Kin smirked as she heard him comment from the hallway. “It’s like she LIKES me wailing on her ass…”

The brown haired girl turned to the window, opening it up and looking down from the sill. Temari and Tayuya kneeled there, out of sight of the onsen. “Think this will work?” she asked.

“Well, it has the virtue of not being tried,” Temari replied, “The direct approach - shutting them up naked together and getting them to talk.

“Did you put up the seals?” Kin asked, drawing a nod from the blond. “Then lets listen in, girls!”

oOoOoOo

The first thing Naruto noticed was the steam still wafting up from the onsen’s center pool, which meant that the heater was still on.

The second thing was the smell of that lavender perfume Hinata favored. It seemed to come from one of the nearby side pools to the bath, and he instinctively moved towards the smell, pausing only to drop his clothes in the hamper and grab a towel and bucket.

It was only when he reached the edge of the pool did he notice the final thing - it was still occupied.

Hinata gaped up at him, as he gaped down at her. His hand, which had been holding his towel in place, flew to staunch the blood from flying out of his nose at the site of Hinata’s large breasts floating in the hot water, the pink nipples hard and prominent, despite the heat of the bath.

The pale eyed girl was in no better shape, catching a full glance at Naruto’s VERY impressive manhood. “…eep,” the poor girl squeaked, her face flushing dark red.

“Remind me to spank Kin and Tayuya for this,” Naruto mumbled, pulling his towel back up, while keeping his eyes averted from Hinata’s…talents. “I’m sorry, Hinata-chan. They said you and Temari-chan were done. I’ll just leave you to soak…”

“N-no, i-i-i-it’s al-alright, Na-na-naruto-kun,” the blushing girl suttered, bowing her head down so the blue bangs of her hair covered her eyes, “I-I don’t…m-m-mind sh-sharing…”

Naruto gulped at the shy girl’s bold statement, looking over at her. “But…isn’t…I mean…is it…” he stuttered, surprised at his own nervousness.

Hinata nodded, not trusting her own voice. The blond boy gulped once more, before moving over to the stool, turning sideways to try and keep the poor girl from being embarrassed by seeing his own nude form again. He sat down, letting his towel fall around the stool, before moving it away so he could proceed with his cleansing. He poured a bucket full of cool water over his aching body, before proceeding to soap up his arms, legs, and chest.

He was so absorbed with his actions, that he was unable to notice the effect he was having on the pale eyed girl. She watched him from the corners of her eyes, her breathing taking on a slightly labored tone as she watched the impromptu show.

It was almost a disappointment to her when he poured another bucket of water over his head, washing away the soap-suds, before reaching around to retrieve his towel. The blushing girl was treated to a nice view of Naruto’s ass before he re-wrapped the towel around his torso.

She was grateful that her lower body was already submerged beneath the water - if she’d been standing, she was certain she would have been leaking like a sieve. She was in the presence of the very person - the MAN, in her eyes - whom had been her source of inspiration since their first week at the academy.

Contrary to what most people thought, her crush on the blond boy was actually a recent development. It was a lecture from Anko-sensei that had originally explained it to her.

“There are some people who just naturally draw other’s to them,” the lavender haired jounin had explained, as she danced around Hinata’s blows. “It’s not something tangible, or even really explainable. It’s just a certain quality.”

“Is…that…what drew…you to…Orochimaru?” the exhausted heiress panted out.

Anko sighed. “Yes,” she replied, “Even though I could see darkness in him, there was just something about my old sensei that drew me too him. Some call it charisma, but I just call it a ‘pull’.”

Hinata over lunged on a blow, allowing her sensei to flip her onto her stomach with a sharp ‘oof’. The fishnet clad woman then sat on the small girl’s back, pinning her to the ground. “You know what it’s like, I’m sure,” she said, “It’s the same for you and Naruto-kun.”

Hinata blushed, letting out a small squeak as Anko patted her rear. “I…I just…I always wanted…” she whispered.

“To be near him,” Anko whispered back, bending down to breath over the now trembling girl’s ear. “I bet it was like that from the very beginning, wasn’t it? Probably from that first day you met him…”

Hinata swallowed deeply as Naruto sunk into the spring with her, inwardly pouting as she noted the distance between them. *I can’t be afraid of it anymore,* the small girl thought, taking a deep breath. *Temari-chan and the other’s have given me a chance…I won’t run away. Never again.*

Naruto was surprised when his ‘bathing partner’ slid over to him, his eyes instinctively drawn to the two mounds floating through the hot water in front of her. “Ano, Naruto-kun,” the girl whispered, “Would…would you…I mean…would you like…me to…rub your back?”

The blond boy gaped slightly. *Where…where is this coming from?* he wondered, looking into the pearly depths of Hinata’s eyes. He was always amazed at the difference between her eyes and those of the other members of her clan.

Most Hyuuga’s eyes were cold, dispassionate, and arrogant. Even Neji, whom he’d seen a few times after the invasion, had eyes like the majority of his clan (though he was able to see ‘some’ light enter them now and again). Even Hinata’s milky white eyes were different - there was warmth, and compassion. It was almost as if she was everything opposite to her clan.

He had to say, it was a good thing.

“Ummm, you…you don’t have to…do that, Hinata-chan,” he muttered, “I…I don’t want…you to get…uncomfortable.”

Hinata blushed a bit more then. “Ano…I…I want to,” she whispered back. “I…I want to do this…for you…Naruto-kun.”

The blond boy swallowed again, blushing slightly himself. “I-if…if you really…want…to,” he whispered back, surprised at his own embarrassment. He’d had several backrubs from Kin already, and had given some to her and Tayuya as well.

So why was he so nervous about Hinata doing it? Was it because she was his friend?

He tensed slightly, as he felt the small girl’s soft hands settle on his shoulders. “Ahh,” he groaned, as the girl started to knead the hardened knots of muscle beneath his skin.

*I’m…I’m touching him!* the blue-haired girl thought, as she continued to run her hands over his skin. It was smooth, yet firm, and she could feel his muscles loosen slightly from her ministrations.

She was surprised when he leaned backwards a bit, feeling his back just barely touch her nipples. She flushed at the almost phantom like brush against the hardened nubs, and she turned her head so she could press her lips against her own shoulder, trying to muffle the involuntary moan that she felt coming.

They sat there, simply enjoying the heat for a time, Hinata lightly running her hands over Naruto’s shoulders. It was peaceful, and they simply let that peace carry them through.

oOoOoOo

Tayuya cursed silently, before moving back to the house proper, closing the door just as Kin and Temari finished setting up the tea service.

“Well?” Temari asked, looking at the irate red-head. “Are they finally doing it?”

“No,” Tayuya replied, “I’ll give your girl credit…she got him to share the tub, and she gave him a back rub. From what Kin-chan’s told me, that’s a major improvement for her…but she STILL won’t seal the deal!”

Kin and Temari sighed. “Well, it’s a start at least,” Kin spoke up, moving over to pick up a pair of white yukatas that she had set out. “If she managed to get that far, then it will happen. We just need to give it some more time.”

Temari smirked. “Well, we could always just lock them in a closet naked,” she laughed, “That might do the trick.”

Tayuya shuddered. “Oh, don’t joke about that, please,” she muttered, “I hate closed spaces…it was Orochimaru’s favorite means of punishing the Sound Four - total sense deprivation.”

Kin shuddered. “I remember that time you came back from one of those sessions,” she whispered, walking over and giving her fellow slave a hug. “It took you hours to calm down, and days before you could sleep right.”

Temari had the good grace to look contrite. “Sorry,” she apologized, “I was just talking about that old party game for civilian kids.”

Tayuya waved her off. “Eh, don’t get in a shit about it,” she replied, “And yes, Kin, I KNOW that makes a hundred swats even.”

Kin chucked. “I’ll let you have that one for free,” she said, kissing the red head on her cheek and causing her to blush lightly. “Anyway, our attention needs to be on Naruto-sama and Hinata-sama for now. We have got to get them to wake up.”

The other two nodded, and the brown haired girl stood, picking up the yukatas. “I’ll go get Naruto-sama and Hinata-sama,” she said, “Maybe we should just sit them down and talk. Sometimes the direct approach is the best.”

Temari shrugged. “Provided you can keep Hinata-sama from fainting during the conversation,” she chuckled back as the girl walked out.

Tayuya laughed. “Well, that is one of the things I always liked about Kin back in Oto,” she muttered, “Girl never could take no for an answer. If things had been different, I think she could have become one of the elites.” The redhead frowned. “Course, if our master is right, he’d have probably killed her instead after the chuunin exam.”

Temari simply nodded, pouring out the cups.

oOoOoOo

Shibi slid into the poorly lit club silently, moving with a purpose towards one of the far booths. His eyes shifted beneath his dark glasses, catching sight of Tenzo and Genma near the bar, as well as Yuugao at one of the tables.

His target sat facing the door, looking towards him with an apathetic face. The man had dark brown hair, and a small scar on his left cheek, almost to his neck. The man wore a simple grey and blue tunic, and black pants. The clothing was loose, and to lesser trained eyes hid the brace of kunai strapped to his wrists.

Shibi had very well trained eyes.

The tall Aburame slid into the opposite chair slowly, his palms upraised to show that he was not carrying any weapons. The man nodded, smirking slightly at his openness.

“Hardly how one would expect a member of the Aburame clan to act so…freely,” he said, lifting up a sake bottle and pouring Shibi a drink. “Your subordinates surprised me this afternoon with your request for a meeting. I don’t usually like surprises, but this has got me curious.” The man looked up, his dark eyes seeming to reflect the club’s meager light. “I’m Yakuin, current head of the Fuuma clan.”

“Aburame Shibi, jounin of Konoha,” Shibi replied. “I thank you for agreeing to the meeting, as well as your discretion. We have observed the number of Oto patrols passing by your sector of the village.”

“Ha!” Yakuin snorted. “Orochimaru likes to play that we’re his subordinates just like the rest of the damn country. Even though we live here, we’re not even subordinates to the Rice Daimyo. Free agents, as it were.”

Shibi nodded, taking a sip of the sake. “We were hopeful of that,” he muttered, “Konoha’s intelligence regarding your clan is rather limited. Ta no Kuni is fast becoming as isolated as Ame no Kuni.”

The Fuuma clan head nodded. “Truth is, I think its only a matter of time before we’ll have to slip out of the borders,” he muttered. “There have been some disturbing rumors lately throughout the village; monster’s from the depths of the earth, mass recruitment of missing nins, the like.” Yakuin sighed. “Then there are the Fuuma who went to serve him willingly…some have been gone for months now, even before Orochimaru’s little invasion attempt.”

“You fear they are dead?” Shibi asked.

“Or worse,” Yakuin replied, “I’ve heard the stories about why Orochimaru defected from your village. Some of the members of my clan who went to him had dreams of power…I wouldn’t put it past him to use that for his sick games.”

Shibi frowned. “I myself had a clan member mutilated by his experiments,” he muttered, his kikai hives buzzing in shared anger. “Perhaps we can help you with this, if you are willing to listen to our proposal.”

Yakuin nodded. “I would have had your friends killed if I wasn’t willing to hear it,” he said.

“Our mission was originally to locate one specific member of your clan,” Shibi said, pulling out the picture and sliding it to the Fuuma leader. “Do you know her?”

Yakuin’s eyes widened in surprise. “Sasame-chan,” he muttered, “Yes, I know her. She’s an adopted member of the clan. Her mother brought her here just a little over twelve years ago now.”

“Her mother…was her name Naiya, by any chance?” Shibi muttered.

“I couldn’t tell you,” Yakuin replied, “The woman was dying when we found her…she’d been poisoned, some kind of rare plant extract from Yama no Kuni. All we got out of her when we found her was the girl’s name.”

Shibi sighed. “Damn,” he muttered, “That would have been proof enough.”

“Proof?” Yakuin muttered.

“I cannot reveal much,” Shibi explained, “It pertains to high level village secrets. All I can tell you is, if this Sasame is who I think she is, her true home…is Konoha.”

Yakuin frowned. “Regardless of where she was born,” he growled, “She’s a child of the Fuuma now…we don’t give up children easily.”

Shibi shook his head. “I apologize,” he responded, “I did not mean to sound like we would steal her from you. I was merely stating her true origins.”

Yakuin nodded. “I’ll accept that, Shibi-san,” he replied. “But be careful…we’re a small clan these days, so we’re VERY tightly knit.”

The Aburame man nodded. “Our Hokage, Tsunade-sama, sent us here to retrieve the girl,” he explained, “However, she also asked us to observe your position in this village, given Orochimaru’s position of power in the country. When I consulted with my team, we decided that, to best achieve our goal, we should ask your entire clan to come with us.”

Yakuin smirked. “Defect my entire clan to Konoha?” he asked, “Become the servants of Hi no Kuni? Give up our freedom?”

“If you wish to swear fealty to the Fire Lord, and Konoha as well, that is your choice,” Shibi replied, “However, given the state of things in this country, do you honestly think Orochimaru will allow you to maintain your autonomy much longer? Especially given his recent failure during the invasion?”

Yakuin sighed. “You don’t play softball, do you?” he muttered. “I know our clan’s position is tenuous...still, we have worked hard over the last twenty years. Giving up our home is not something we’d do easily.”

“Home is with the clan, not the land,” Shibi replied. “As long as you have your family, home can be where you want it.”

“Heh, nice saying,” Yakuin replied. He sighed. “I’d need to discuss this with the clan council. Even then, there’s the problem of our brothers and sisters inside Orochimaru’s stronghold. We won’t just abandon them.”

“If you agree to come with us, I’m certain we could convince Tsunade-sama to authorize an infiltration and extraction mission,” the trench-coat clad man replied, “We need your answer soon, however. As important as Sasame-san is to this mission, she’s only one facet of our assignment. We must leave by tomorrow night.”

Yakuin nodded. “Check in to the inn next door,” he said, “I’ll have your answer in two hours.”

Shibi nodded. “About Sasame-san…” he muttered.

The Fuuma head nodded. “I’ll send her to you,” he replied, “Just out of curiosity…why is she so important to your Godaime?”

“Not so much for Tsunade-sama,” Shibi replied, standing and dropping a few ryo notes on the table.

“…its for Sasame-san’s brother.”

oOoOoOo

The blonde woman leapt from tree to tree, her eyes almost glowing in the darkness of the moonless night.

A spin, and she landed on the ground below, finger tips just brushing the ground as the balls of her feet barely making an indent into the soft earth.

She stood, tossing her long hair back over her shoulder. She took a few quick glances around, before pulling a small black scroll from the pouch at the small of her back. A quick slip of a kunai against her thumb drew blood, which she smeared over the red wax kanji that sealed the scroll shut. A short burst of red light flashed through the dark clearing, before the wax dropped away.

The woman unrolled the scroll, pulling a small glow stick from her pouch, slapping it against a tree to start the chemical reaction. A faint purple glow grew from the plastic tube, and she held it over the black rice paper.

A series of katakana and hiragana appeared beneath the glow, and the blond woman read over the coded message.

*Hmmph, so if we can’t get the eyes, we’ll take the skills, huh Raikage-sama?* she thought, finishing the scroll and destroying it with a burst of fire chakra from her palm. *The man’s as big an idiot as his predecessor.*

The woman sighed, before snapping a few quick hand seals. “Doton: Heki Iwaya no jutsu!” (Earth Release: False Cavern technique)

She pressed her hands against the ground, causing a small mound of earth to rise up before her, an opening appearing before her face. She smiled, sliding into the cavern she’d made for herself, sealing the door with a few quick strikes to the loose earth at its peak. A few more glow sticks filled the room with a soft purple light.

The blonde woman sighed then, pulling out a few ration bars and a small canteen of water. She fell to her meager meal, not noticing the bland taste of the bars as she pondered the nature of her mission.

*Steal any manuals regarding the jyuken taijutsu style…what for?* she wondered, *Without the byakugan to guide the user’s actions, the style’s practically useless. What could the Raikage possibly want with them?*

She sighed, taking a long sip from her canteen. *And what about those rumors about that visitor from Amegakure? Our sister village clams up for almost twelve years, and NOW we get a visit from one of their higher-ups? I don’t get it.*

The woman sighed, pulling her equipment pouch off and setting it on the ‘floor’, before settling down against it. *I just need to focus on the mission,* she thought, *I can wonder about all this intrigue when its done. Focus on the objective, and getting out of Hi no Kuni without being caught. Total deniability for Raikage-sama.*

She raised her arms up, arching her back as she stretched, before settling down for the night. *At least I’ll be able to afford that new apartment when I get the bonus for this mission.*

oOoOoOo

Naruto eyed the three slave girls in amusement as they tried to appear innocent to what they had just set them up to. He looked over at Hinata, who was still blushing slightly at what had transpired in the onsen. He felt a slight blush grace his own face as his eyes were drawn instinctively towards the twin mounds now covered by her yukata, before turning back towards the girls.

“Okay…” he chuckled, drawing a few light giggles from Kin and Temari, and an unlady-like snort from Tayuya. “Nice prank, I give you that. Looks like something of me is rubbing off on you girls.”

All four girls flushed at that, and Naruto paused before blushing as well. “Okay, bad choice of words,” he muttered, before turning to Kin. “I’m guessing it was mostly your idea, Kin-chan?” he asked, smirking as his first slave bowed her head to the floor.

“Yes, Naruto-sama,” she muttered.

“Don’t do that,” he sighed, walking over and lifting her up off the floor. “I told you, you don’t have to bow to me.”

Kin smiled. “I know,” she said, “But you still deserve the respect.”

Hinata smiled at that thought. *That and so much more,* she thought to herself. She looked over at him, nibbling her lip slightly as she recalled the view of his ass she had gotten. *…MUCH more…*

Temari handed the pair each a cup of tea, before taking one for herself. “Kin-chan wasn’t alone in the plot,” she said, “I helped out a bit, as did Tayuya-chan. We wanted to give you two a chance to talk.”

Hinata’s eyes widened in shock. *They…they were setting us up!?!* she thought.

Kin nodded. “Naruto-sama,” she started, “You’ve shown me and Tayuya-chan kindness, caring, even love. You gave us life, figuratively speaking.” The brown haired girl paused. “Duirng that month I spent with Hinata-sama, she, Temari-chan, and I shared a lot of ‘girl-talk’. Including old, new…and CURRENT crushes.”

“Kin-chan!” Hinata squeaked, trying to bury her eyes in her robes. Tayuya scooted over, catching the girl from behind and holding her head up.

“Oh no, pretty-eyes,” she whispered into the smaller girl’s ear, “No hiding here.”

Naruto frowned. “What are you talking about, Kin-chan?” he asked, looking over at Hinata as she squirmed in Tayuya’s embrace.

Kin smiled, looking over at Hinata. “Hinata-sama,” she said, “This is your chance. Do not hide from the opportunity.”

Temari moved over to hug her mistress from the side. “Just speak your feelings, mistress,” the blonde slave muttered, “We will help you, but you have to take the step.”

The pale eyed girl shuddered, feeling the gaze of the other four people upon her, before looking up into the azure eyes of her crush. “Naruto-kun…” she whispered. “I…I’ve…always…”

“Hinata-chan?” the boy asked, kneeling down, his face close to her own.

“I…I love you!” she whispered, bowing her head down, avoiding his eyes.

Naruto was floored by her declaration, looking up into Kin and Temari’s eyes. “Wha…”

Temari gave her mistress a comforting squeeze. “Hinata-sama told us how she would always watch you when you were in the academy,” she explained, rubbing her mistress’s back to help calm her down. “It wasn’t a crush to start with…it was just honest admiration.”

Naruto reached out, cupping Hinata’s chin with his hands, and lifting her eyes up to his own. “Hinata-chan…?” he whispered, gazing into her white orbs.

“Naruto-kun…” she whispered back, reaching up with her own hand to caress the whisker marks on his left cheek. “I…”

“Oh for crying out loud!” Tayuya grumbled, giving the small girl a push, causing her lips to crash into Naruto’s, and sending the two tumbling to the ground.

“Tayuya!” Kin snapped.

“Real smooth, red,” Temari growled.

The redhead smirked, pointing to the still kissing couple. “It fucking worked, didn’t it?” she asked. She gulped as she saw the other two girls scowl at her.

“One hundred and twenty,” Kin growled.

“With the ping pong paddles,” Temari added.

oOoOoOo
A small form moved quietly through the trees, dropping down onto a well worn path below. The figure looked around for a few moments, before moving towards the tree line.

“Sasame-chan!” a voice whispered, casuing the girl to spin around, a kunai appearing in her hand.

“Yakuin-sama?” she asked, looking at the man whom she had come to see as a father walk out from behind a tree. Next to him was someone she’d never seen before - a man with a grey trench coat with a high collar, and gloves bearing the symbol of Konoha.

“Sorry to surprise you like this,” Yakuin said, “But Aburame-san here needed to see you quickly - he’s on a tight time table.”

“Huh?” the girl asked, “Why does a Konoha ninja need to see me? I’ve never even been to Hi no Kuni, let alone Konoha.”

“Actually, you have,” Shibi spoke up, causing the girl to jump. “When you were still in your mother’s womb.”

“My…mother…” the girl whispered, running a hand through her strawberry blond locks, “But…how…how could you know her? She died when I was very young.”

Yakuin sighed. “Your mother…apparently, she was from Konoha,” he said, “Aburame-san was sent by the Hokage to find you. Your…lineage…is apparently something of great importance.”

“My lineage?” Sasame asked, “What…”

“I cannot reveal it all here,” Shibi spoke up again, “It is a matter of some secrecy. I can tell you that, if you are willing to come with me, all will be revealed.”

Sasame frowned. “But…Arashi-kun,” she muttered, “And the others…”

“Shibi-san has contacted Konoha,” Yakuin said, “The Hokage has agreed to send us aide in getting the others out from Orochimaru’s base. It’s part of a plan for us to leave Ta no Kuni…and join Konoha.”

“Wha!?!”

“Sasame-chan,” Yakuin said, “The Fuuma clan is dying - if we stay here, Orochimaru will likely have the clan slaughtered after his experiments are completed. Konoha is offering us sanctuary, and a chance to rebuild.”

“Further, if what Tsunade-sama suspects of your lineage is true,” Shibi spoke up again, “Then you have family back in the village…your elder brother.”

Sasame was floored. “My…brother…” she whispered, frowning. “Arashi-kun is my brother! I won’t abandon him!”

“You’re not abandoning him!” Yakuin interrupted. “I told you, the Hokage is sending more ninja to help get them out. We’ll rescue Arashi, Kagerou, and the others. You have a different task!”

“But…”

“No buts!” Yakuin replied, cutting her off with a gesture. “This is important, Sasame-chan! Its not just your heritage, but this brother of your’s as well. I’m asking you to leave this to me and the rest of the clan - we’ll save Arashi and the others. You know I’m telling you the truth.”

Sasame felt her lip quivering, and tears slowly making their way down her cheeks. “But what if…”

“If something happens, then it happens,” Yakuin replied, “But at least you’ll be safe. That’s what Arashi would want more than anything.”

“Sasame-san,” Shibi spoke up, “If your mother is who I think she is, then you have a great legacy awaiting you in Konoha. With it, you can help the Fuuma clan far more than staying here and possibly getting yourself killed.”

Sasame frowned. “Did you…know my mother?” she asked.

“Yes,” he said, “Naiya-san was a good person. You share her hair color.”

Sasame sighed. “If I do this…you promise to help my clan?”

“Hokage-sama has promised it already,” Shibi replied, “I received a confirmation earlier today. She’s sending a squad of our best ANBU to help extract your clan to Konoha, including Orochimaru’s prisoners.”

Yakuin nodded. “Shibi-san and his team have to leave tonight,” he said, “And you have to go with them. Hopefully, we’ll see you in Konoha within a week, maybe two at the most.” He pulled a scroll from his pouch. “Just in case something happens, everything you need to know is in this scroll. You know the cypher necessary to decode it - just follow the dawn’s path.”

Sasame nodded, wiping the tears from her face.

Shibi pulled a soldier pill from his pouch. “I can tell that your chakra levels are a bit low,” he said, “We need to move quickly. This pill should boost your levels high enough for the journey.”

Three other forms dropped down from the trees, surprising the girl. “Easy, Sasame-san,” one of them spoke up, a pretty woman with purple hair, “My name is Yuugao. I’m a friend of your brother’s. We’re Aburame-san’s team.”

One of the other two, a fairly handsome young man who seemed to be chewing on a senbon, smiled. “I’m Genma,” he said, “I’ll be acting as your bodyguard.” He held up his hands at her scowl. “Hey, its not to belittle your skills girl. Tsunade-sama just wants to make sure you get to the village safely.”

The last member didn’t speak, merely nodding in greeting.

“We have to move,” Shibi said, “We have another objective to achieve before we return to the village, and we are pressed for time.”

Sasame looked over at the leader of her adoptive family. “Please…make sure he’s safe,” she whispered, running forward and hugging the taller man.

“I’ll do my best, little one,” Yakuin replied, returning the embrace. “Now, get going. Find out if this is all true or not - if it is, then I want to meet this brother of yours.”

“It will be a…memorable meeting,” Shibi replied.

Sasame nodded, walking over to her ‘bodyguard’. The four jounin nodded to the leader of the clan, before leaping into the trees with their charge.

Yakuin sighed. “Be safe, Sasame-chan,” he whispered.

oOoOoOo

Naruto shot up from the floor with a face redder than a tomato. He blanched upon seeing what their tumble had done to Hinata’s yukata - the folds around her legs had billowed out, exposing her legs and purple furred mound.

*Nice spiral,* he thought, before turning around in embarrassment. His eyes locked onto the perpetrator of the fall. “Tayuya…” he growled.

“I know, master,” she replied, “I’m ready for the punishment, but at least it broke the ice between you two!”

“Ice…” Naruto muttered.

Kin sighed, helping the still dazed Hinata to her feet, correcting the oddly grinning girl’s robe in the process. “She means Hinata-sama is attracted to you, Naruto-sama,” she explained. “The three of us…well, we wanted to get you two to recognize the attraction and act on it.” She cast a glare over to her fellow slave. “Tayuya-chan just did it more crassly than we wanted.”

“Want to borrow my Dai Tessen to use as a paddle?” Temari asked, frowning at the red-head.

“Maybe later,” Naruto replied, “But what about this…setting us up?”

Kin grinned, helping the still dazed Hinata to a chair. “She loves you, master,” she said, “She already told you that…what we wanted was for you two to act on that love.”

“Basically, we wanted you to fuck her brains out,” Tayuya spoke up, earning growls from all four of the others, Hinata finally coming out of her daze. “I know, I’m only earning myself a really sore ass for this, but I speak my mind.” She moved over to Hinata, pulling her to her feet and dragging her towards the blond boy. “I’m not as subtle as Temari-chan and Kin-chan. They tried to get you two to do it in the onsen…the idea was if you two saw each other bare-assed, you might just break through that wall.”

She maneuvered herself behind Hinata, reaching underneath the confused girl’s arms to grab Naruto’s hands. “Me, I’m more direct,” she continued after lifting his hands up to the pale eyed girl’s chest, then pulling the yukata open.

“EEEP!” Hinata squealed as her breasts spilled out from the cloth. She gasped in surprise as the fleshy globes landed right in Naruto’s hands, the blond boy flushing as he held them.

“TAYUYA!” Kin and Temari cried.

“You two just need to cut loose,” the red head continued, ignoring the other two slave girls. She pushed Hinata forward, pressing her tits even deeper into Naruto’s hands, causing her to moan in a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. Tayuya looked over at Naruto. “Let go, and just do her, master,” she whispered, “Its what you both want.”

Naruto barely heard his slave’s words, blood roaring in his ears as he instinctively began kneading Hinata’s soft breasts. The girl in question moaned her approval as he used his thumbs to circle her nipples, the nubs hardening under his rubbing.

“N-naru…to-kun,” she moaned, causing him to squeeze her tit’s a little harder and forcing her to arch her back instinctively. She raised her lips up, seeking out his and capturing them in a kiss.

Naruto’s mind shut down at that point, his body reacting on auto-pilot as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into the smaller girl’s mouth and caressing her own wet appendage.

Tayuya smiled as the two lost each other in their kiss, reaching around to undo the belt to Hinata’s robe. She slid the garment off her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground and leaving her nude. She licked her lips as she gazed over the Hyuuga girl’s back-side.

“Now that is an ass,” she muttered, looking over at Kin and Temari. She frowned at their stupefied expressions. “Oh come on you two,” she growled, as Naruto reached down to caress Hinata’s firm tush with one hand. “Let’s help them out!”

Temari and Kin shook their heads in exasperation as Tayuya divested herself of her own robe, before following suit. The pair walked forward, reaching around Naruto to undo the ties to his yukata, allowing Kin to guide Hinata’s hands to Naruto’s own ass while Temari gently guided the still kissing pair to the couch.

Naruto collapsed into the cushions first, pulling Hinata into his lap as he began to nibble at the corner of her jaw.

“Ohhhh,” the pale eyed girl moaned, shuddering as she felt Naruto’s fingers penetrate the cleft between her ass cheeks and brush over her rosebud. “Naruto-kun…please…d-don’t…tease me…”

“Hinata-chan…” Naruto whispered, kissing her throat as he trailed down to her tits. He began massaging her asshole as he started suckling on her left nipple, driving the poor girl wild with this ‘front and back door action’.

Kin smirked as she saw how Hinata reacted to having her ass played with. The brown haired girl motioned to Temari, who nodded, kneeling behind her mistress. The blonde slave spread Hinata’s cheeks open, before sticking her tongue out and stabbing at her target.

“OH!” Hinata cried out as she felt her slave’s tongue move around in her ass. The sensation was strange, and it caused her to grind her pussy against Naruto’s hips, forcing her mound to rub against his cock.

“Hinata…” Naruto moaned, feeling the warmth of his new lover slide up and down his cock, causing him to shift in response.

Kin moved to her master’s side, motioning to Tayuya to take the opposite one. The pair reached down between Naruto and Hinata, each taking hold of one of the duo. Tayuya used her fingers to spread Hinata’s lower lips, taking care to lightly caress Hinata’s clit and draw a happy squeal from the girl.

Kin slowly stroked her master’s cock, lining it up with Hinata’s opening. For a brief moment, all five people stopped their motions, allowing Hinata and Naruto to stare into each other’s eyes.

“Hinata-chan…are…are you sure?” the blond boy asked, looking into the girl’s pale lavender orbs.

“Please…please…” she panted in response, her face and chest flushed red as she stared down into Naruto’s blue eyes. “Naruto-kun…” She bent her head down, capturing his lips once more in a deep kiss.

The other three girls nodded, slowly pushing Hinata down onto Naruto’s dick. The girl moaned as she felt herself being stretched to accommodate Naruto’s girth, shuddering as she felt Temari resume her work on her ass while Kin and Tayuya each began licking and nibbling on her breasts.

Naruto was amazed at how different it felt inside Hinata’s pussy compared to Tayuya and Kin’s. Both of his girls tended to get very wet when he was pleasuring them (beyond his fetish with eating them out). Hinata was nowhere near as wet as the other two, but she wasn’t dry by any means.

She was…softer…inside, and much hotter than the other two. The heat wasn’t painful in anyway - indeed, it took all of Naruto’s will power not to cum immediately once he was buried to the hilt inside the moaning girl. Her pussy felt like a warm glove, the walls caressing every nerve in his prick they could find.

“Naruto-kun!” the girl cried out, her cunt clamping down suddenly on his dick as she came, her back arching as she squirmed through the sensations.

Naruto looked down, watching in facsination as Temari slowly began fingering her mistress’s ass, shuddering as he felt Kin slip her hand around to rub as his own ass. Tayuya took it upon herself to up the ante by dipping her head down and licking at Hinata’s clit, causing the girl to wail in pleasure.

The blond boy began thrusting his hips faster, causing Hinata to bounce in his lap, her breasts shaking as she was moved around. The girl cried out in joy as he reached up, grabbing her tits and once again attacking her nipples with his tongue.

Tayuya smiled as her master began to get into the action, reaching down to cup his balls and giving them a soft squeeze.

This finally proved too much for Naruto, who almost roared in approval as he thrust one last time into Hinata’s snatch, bringing the girl to another climax as he came as well. “HINATA!” he shouted, even as he spilled his seed into the panting girl.

“OH KAMI! NARUTO!” she screamed as well, collapsing against his chest as they shared in the glow.

Kin and Temari smiled as the two slowly recovered from their first love-making. Kin couldn’t help but toy with her clit-bell, shuddering even as she rung the small silver bell.

Tayuya smiled as well, before walking over to a closet and pulling out a wooden paddle. She walked over to her fellow slaves, and handed the punishment device to Temari. “I said I’d pay the price, and I meant it,” she said, leaning down and lying across the table, presenting her shapely rear to her sweaty master and his new lover.

Hinata shuddered as she slowly slid herself off Naruto’s cock, giggling as he inadvertently tickled her sides, before looking over at the waiting girl. She looked over at Naruto, who smiled up at her.

“Do you…think she needs it…Naruto-kun?” she asked, eyeing the paddle and shuddering slightly.

Naruto focused on his red-headed slave, noticing how she seemed to shiver in anticipation. “Y’know…I’m starting to think she WANTS to be paddled,” he muttered, grinning as Tayuya shuddered. “She was rude earlier…but she did give us a nice gift.” He grinned as he reached over to cup one of Hinata’s tits, causing the girl to gasp in pleasure. “I’m kinda at a loss…she wants to be spanked, and she deserves to be spanked, but is it a punishiment when she wants it?”

Kin smiled. “It is with the number she’s earned master,” she said, “She’s at one hundred and seventy-five.”

Tayuya paled at that. “Ummm…can’t I get some off for getting them together?” she asked, looking over at her master.

Naruto looked over at Hinata, who smiled brightly at him. “What do you think, Hinata-chan?”

Hinata paused, before smiling. “Well, she did almost rip my yukata…”

Tayuya gulped.

oOoOoOo

The next day, Naruto stood before Tsunade, gaping in shock at the folder before him.

“Is…is this true?” he whispered, reading the contents of the file.

“Every word, Naruto-kun,” Tsunade replied, taking a sip of tea. “We wondered what happened to Naiya after the battle, but Sarutobi-sensei was unable to dig anything up until recently. It was only just a few weeks ago that Jiraiya managed to hear some rumors that we managed to launch a real investigation.”

“And…is she…I mean…is she really my sister?” he whispered, his eyes bright with hope.

“We’ll know for sure when they get back,” the blonde Hokage replied, “But Jiraiya and I both think so. If we prove it true, then things are really going to change for you.”

Naruto nodded, gazing down at the picture of Fuuma Sasame, his heart soaring with the hope that Tsunade was right.

That he really did have…a sister.

oOoOoOo

Shibi and Yamato stared down at the blonde figure as she moved through the trees. The girl paused, glancing up towards their position a few times, but shrugging after a while.

“It’s definitely her,” the bug user muttered, “Genma and Yuugao were right to go on ahead. My colonies are reacting strongly to the bijuu’s chakra circulating in her coils - half of them want to run, while the rest want to gorge on the energy she has.”

“It would probably be wise not to let them feed on that particular chakra,” Yamato replied, “It would probably be like a poison apple - tasty, but deadly.”

Shibi nodded. “We’re almost to the border of Hi no Kuni,” he muttered, “Another few hours and she’ll be within our territory. Should we ambush her just after she crosses the border, or wait a little while?”

Yamato paused, thinking about the problem. “I’d suggest waiting till she passes the Kajitsushu pass, about seven miles before the village,” he replied, “It’s the quickest non-obtrusive route to our home, but its also risky given the rocky hills and old trees. We can ambush her there and I can use the Shodai’s jutsu to lock down the Nekomata’s power. Then you can swarm her and we’ll have ourselves a Kumo kunoichi prisoner.”

“Hopefully we’ll also be able to get the information we need to prove that the Raikage ordered her mission,” Shibi muttered, “With that in our hands, the Lightning Daimyo will have to pay for his village’s errors.”

“I’m sure Hiashi-sama would be happy with that,” Yamato smirked.

“Agreed.”

The two jounin leapt after their quarry.

End Chapter 6

Sorry for the long wait for this folks. I took me a while to decide how I wanted this to go. I hope the lemon, brief as it might be, makes up for the wait.

Next chapter features action, and spice, as Yugito gets interrogated by…Hinata!

I hope to have chapter two of Kouingan up tomorrow too!