KG: Well, now that Worlds is over, I suppose I can put focus into the other works I had paused during that time. And, this is one of them.

Wifey: It's your first thanksgiving Derek! What do you want?

Derek:...

Wifey: You're just like your dad. Can't ever make up your mind.

KG:...

Wifey: Case and point.

Music of the Week: Revelations by Patryk Scelina ft. Kashia Vu.

Quote: "No man succeeds without a good woman behind him. Wife or mother, if it is both, he is twice blessed indeed." - Godfrey Winn.

How did Naruto end up here? One day, he was cosplaying Sasuke and moping about for more than half a day. The rest of that day was spent with him having a night out with Kiba's mother, the latter of whom he had to carry home drunk. Now, come two days later, he was here on a training ground dodging the swift, vicious strikes of...his apparent new mother.

"Come on cub, is that all my son, the Hero who saved Konoha, can do? Show me more!" Tsume said, her stance low and her claws out. To be honest, Naruto was kind of happy she didn't have her canine companion with her. Training or not, Kiba was not easy when he was paired with Akamaru. The same was easy to be said for Tsume. It was not hard to see that she was not a jonin for nothing. Canine companion or not, she was definitely worth her shinobi rank. Still, he did wonder why they had to do this at almost six in the morning. They had been out here for almost two hours.

That wasn't to say that Naruto wasn't going to fight. On the contrary, he didn't complain about the training. It was actually a welcome change from working by himself for missions. Then again, he could do without her taunting. "If you spent as much time fighting, as you did bragging Kaa-chan, you might not be on your back right now!" Naruto claimed.

Tsume was not sure what he meant before she felt him strike her just beneath her chin. It was a mighty strong blow, stronger than any strike Kiba had given her. She felt her legs buckle while her head jerked upwards. Before she could even retaliate, Naruto grabbed her arm and pulled her over his body. He then slammed her on the ground, letting out a cough from her.

Tsume released a small breath. This was...rather unexpected. Tsume had caught glimpses of it, but she was certain to say that Naruto was very strong. He was also very talented as well. Perhaps not in the way most people would define a genius, but no longer did she think anyone could claim that the blonde didn't think. This had been rather exhilarating for the past two hours. Not a single word of complaint from him. Every session Tsume had with Kiba, the pup always had room to mouth to his mother. But Naruto...her current son, it still felt very strange to say, was much more disciplined than she had given him credit for.

The former Inuzuka Matriach, currently Uzumaki matriarch, exhaled and looked at the clear blue skies. How long had it been since she had been forced to look upon them like this? She was not sure. However, what she was sure of was that the brat in front of her had done it. "Alright, alright, I give. We can end training here," she said.

She leaned up and stretched her back. It was a welcome, if brief, exercise to remove the stress from the morning. Or, it would have if not for Naruto speaking. "Listen, Tsume-san...I get what you're trying to do. It got a chance to think about it while we were fighting. You saw the picture on my nightstand, and now...this. I guess you spoke with Mebuki-san about...what happened. I don't know why you're doing this for me, but I do appreciate it dattebayo. But...you can't be seen with someone like me. You're a clan head after all. Maybe it would be better if you went home. It'll...just hurt more when you leave," Naruto said, keeping this last part to himself.

With this said, Naruto walked away from the training area without giving Tsume a moment to reply. He headed back to his apartment to take a shower from the heavy battling he had done with Kiba's mother. Yeah, no matter how he sliced it, Mebuki...as his mother was a birthday present. It was a solid excuse. He...didn't have that with Tsume. It was just him stealing away someone else's mother without a good reason. How could he live with that?

In addition, she would leave, and the pain in his chest would grow larger. Yet, is that not what it means to be an adult? To see people come and go in your life, and to make decisions that you feel are best for everyone, and not just yourself? Many people told Naruto that he had to grow up, that sometimes he had to face facts. Well, the fact was that...people had parents...and he did not. Roleplay or not, it did not change the cold, hard reality that...that...no one could welcome him home every night.

Naruto opened his apartment door and then closed it. The halls were silent. Then again, these days they seemed to always be like that. After he was done with his shower, he would have to give Tsume her clothes back.

Once the blonde entered his bedroom, he took no time in undressing. He then grabbed a towel from his closet and walked into his bathroom. He stepped into his shower and felt the water run over him. Yet, despite how warm it felt, he...still felt like shivering. What was he even doing? Did he look that pathetic to people that they felt they needed to take care of him? The very thought suddenly made him angry.

Naruto raised his hand to smack the water in anger, but...he did not find the strength to bring the blow down. Why? Why did everyone care about him now? All the time he wanted people to see him, acknowledge him, be with him, when he was younger, and now...they fawned over him like he was some helpless babe! Why...did everyone come now? Why...did they have to love him now?

The Kyuubi Jinchuuriki felt the water hit his back. "Mebuki-kaachan, I'm...sorry. I want you back! I want you to welcome me home again! I want to eat more food! I want to go out again," Naruto said to himself. He closed his eyes. Perhaps reality would not change when his eyes were open, but when they were closed...he was transported to a world where he could be happy. He could have his Kaa-chan back.

Naruto was not sure how long he stayed in the shower, but he stepped out even more exhausted than when he went in. As soon as he stepped out, the blonde gasped. "Tsume-san!" Naruto nearly yelled when he saw Kiba's mother standing in the hallway. Her arms were rested at her side and she stared at him with those fierce eyes that most Inuzuka have.

Given her sensitive hearing, there was no question she must have heard what Naruto had said in the shower moments ago. He quickly found his throat stuck as words failed to form that might question why the Inuzuka matriarch was in his house. Given how close she was to him, she effectively had him pinned between the door and herself. Then, she suddenly sighed rather tiredly.

"Get dressed. When you're dressed...come see me in the living room," she said. She then gave him space and walked away. While she walked away, he took notice of her clothes. Those were his clothes!

So many questions flowed through Naruto's mind, and each of them was more disconcerting than the last one. Now as funny, active, and goofy as Naruto tended to be sometimes, he very rarely lost his nerve. Some might think otherwise, but he was good at keeping his wits about him. He...had no idea what to expect from meeting Kiba's mother again. What did she want to tell him? How was he supposed to respond? What...was he supposed to respond with?

The time it took for Naruto to put on his clothes, in his opinion, was not enough to remedy the thoughts that were going through his head. All of his actions up to him sitting on the couch next to Tsume were a blur. His eyes turned to her and he saw the focused gaze on her face. It was obvious her thoughts were very far away for her to not acknowledge him yet.

"Son, do you think...I'm a good mother?" Tsume suddenly asked.

The question was asked with reservation. This was something Naruto had never known an Inuzuka to do. Hell, he honestly wondered if Kiba ever heard of the word before. Plus, it also reaffirmed something for him. She was not willing to end this...between them yet. He was too tired to fight back.

Now that left him with her question. He wasn't sure how to answer it. For the majority of his life, he had never had a mother. Hell, his lone mother figure had been Mebuki for only a week. He had nothing else for reference. Still, perhaps he could speak from the two days that he had spent with her.

Before Naruto could answer, Tsume decided to speak. "Why...do you want to be away from me? Is it because I'm not like other mothers? Is it because I train you too hard? Is it because I make you wish...you weren't mine?" she asked.

If one were to ask why the Inuzuka clan head was laying out her problems like this, well then it would be to the point that...she had nothing left. When Naruto said those words in the training ground to her, it felt like a weight had come crashing down onto her chest that she couldn't get off. If...this was called off then, Mebuki would be right and Tsume would be unable to understand what would make a woman be jealous of having a son like Tsume did. In addition, what would it say about her relationship with her own son? The very thought was nigh suffocating. Whatever confidence she had in coming into this...life between herself and Naruto, it had been gone with that statement.

As for him, Naruto could tell there was more to these questions than he had been led to believe. Something within him told him that, at their core, these were the same questions he had asked of himself too many times. Where did that fun, boisterous, confident woman go?

No, it wasn't that he didn't wish he was hers. He wanted to be someone's again. He had the sweet tastes of that life on the other side and he wished for them again, but...would he be betraying Mebuki's present to him if he were so casually accepting of such gestures? Perhaps, maybe even deeper than that, he believed that he didn't deserve to be happy as other people were. Perhaps for him, happiness was only a flickering flame meant to warm him for short moments on the cold journey of his life. Even when he had defeated Pain, and the entire village acknowledged him, it seemed like...it was only for a brief moment before he was forgotten. Not hated or despised, but...forgotten.

Naruto missed his parents. There...someone wanted him. With Mebuki...someone wanted him. That...was all he wanted. He just wanted...someone to want him.

"Is it because I make you wish...you weren't mine?"

No, no, no, no, no!

Naruto placed his head in his hands. Tsume turned to him in surprise of this action. Ever since she asked the question, twenty minutes had passed and the blonde spoke not a word. Maybe, in the end, he had nothing to say. The Inuzuka matriarch exhaled. Maybe...this was just a waste of their time.

Tsume stood to her feet. She figured it was early enough for her to pack her clothes and leave. She began to walk away before Naruto grabbed her arm. His strength was rather surprising to her. Even as she faced him, he still kept his head lowered. "Pup…," Tsume began.

"All my mothers seem to do is leave me. First...Kaa-chan, then Mebuki-kaachan! Why can't I keep anyone I love close to me? I know it's not fair dattebayo, but...my life has never been fair! How long? How long are you going to be my Kaa-chan too before you leave me? Sakura-chan, Kiba, they'll keep that feeling that I had weeks ago for months, even years, and I'll continue to be here...by myself in an apartment that continues to mock me! Is that all I am? Just someone to be pitied for a little bit and then...thrown away? Tell me, what do I have to do...to be a good son, Kaa-chan?" Naruto said staring at Tsume.

Yes! Dammit yes! He knew he was unreasonable! His mother and father died protecting the village! Mebuki was married, she already had a family of her own! The Haruno mother took time out of her life to give Naruto just the briefest glimpses of happiness than he had ever known. Mebuki owed him nothing! The world owed him nothing! Life wasn't fair! It didn't have to be fair! He should have been thankful for what he was given! But...how can one be thankful for what they are given...when it's always taken away?

His friendship with Sasuke, his tutelage under the Pervy Sage, his hopes, his dreams, his sanity, his happiness, his...mothers! Why did he feel like he couldn't keep any of them?! Did no one...want him?

Tsume watched Naruto shiver as he fell to his knees. His once warm hands felt so cold. His body seemed to shiver like a harsh wind blew through his house. The bestial jonin stared down at the young man that knelt before her. Perhaps she did not understand a lot, but Tsume was quick to learn that whether she knew it or not, Mebuki had shifted something in Naruto's psyche. The strong mental barriers he had placed within himself seemed to have cracked from the immense joy he had in that week that was his birthday. Clearly, Tsume underestimated how much Naruto...had come to love Mebuki as his mother figure.

What...was Tsume doing this for? She had come here, invaded Naruto's life, pressed for this arrangement, and...was she to leave merely thinking she had accomplished her own hidden motives? Here she stood, taking advantage of the pain, sadness, anger, and loneliness of the Hero of Konoha merely to make herself happy. This arrangement that they had, that of a mother and son, was something one could not look down upon so easily. How could a mother toy with the emotions of her own son?

Perhaps Mebuki was right, Tsume...did not understand.

"Listen, I'm not condoning what you're doing/did. But, I...guess I understand why you did it,"

"No, you don't" Mebuki instantly replied which brought Tsume's face to her own.

"I know you have a son, Tsume-san, but you could not understand why I did what I did. Never before have I been more jealous of you than now, knowing that you have a son and I don't. He might not have been my blood, but for that week I felt closer to Naruto than I ever did with my own daughter. For that week, I truly was...Uzumaki Mebuki. Until you come to love your child as much as I came to love Naruto as my son, I don't think you'll ever understand why I did this. When I was with him...I was so happy. It felt more home than even my own home. I don't mean to sound big headed, but...In that week, I came to love Naruto as my son more than you or Yoshino love yours," Mebuki said.

Tsume did not say anything for a moment. This...this sounded like some bad novel. Yet, it seemed pretty obvious that she wasn't going to get anymore than this. "Well, if you love him that much as a son, then why aren't you with him right now?" Tsume asked.

Now, Tsume felt like a complete fool. From how Naruto spoke, from how Mebuki spoke, it was obvious that it must have torn them both to part ways. However, by the definitions of society...it was only proper. The social stigmas that governed the world and its actions were what forced them to part ways. Mebuki...could never be with Naruto for a long time without it raising suspicion. She had her own family to look after. What more could she do?

The Inuzuka...no, the Uzumaki Matriarch gave a deep inhale then exhale. She took her son's arm and knelt before him. "No, you silly pup! A bad mother though I might be, I would never leave you alone. I know I'm hard on you, but...it's because I want to see you succeed. Look, I'm not the best at...the tenderness stuff, but...I'm willing to stick it out if you are, Pup! You're my son. I'll start acting like you are!" Tsume replied.

Naruto looked up to her and he watched her drop to her knees. She then crushed him in a tight hug. "How about we both learn what makes a good mother and son? With war on the horizon, when we don't know when we will be deployed, we should spend as much time learning as we can, Pup," Uzumaki Tsume said.

The blonde looked at her for a moment before a smile broke his face. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea...Kaa-chan," Naruto replied. He then felt the warm, yet firm touch of his mother's hand upon his head. She ruffled his spiky hair as if he were back to his prepubescent days.

Soon, the Uzumaki apartment home was filled with laughter. "Stop laughing at me! I said I know how to cook, Kaa-chan! I bet you did something to it!" Naruto growled as he wiped the wasted ingredients he had been cooking off his body. Dammit, he had just taken a shower that morning as well. The Kyuubi jinchuuriki then yelped in pain when she pulled his ear.

"Yeah right, Pup. Maybe you just suck at cooking after all. God knows you didn't get these skills from me! You'd better hurry up and prepare the next meal or we're not having…," Tsume gasped as a load of hot water splashed into her face. She then heard the laughter of her son while she noticed a pot in his hands

"I can play dirty too, Kaa-chan! How do you like my Instant Shower meal? Heat up cold water until its warm and serve it to the jerk laughing at you! Simple and easy dattebayo!" Naruto remarked. He then flinched when he saw the glare his mother was giving him.

Tsume chuckled along with him, but the aura which surrounded the Uzumaki matriarch was anything but joyous. "You've got three seconds to run before I make you regret that," Tsume said, her voice deeper than Naruto would have liked.

Apparently, three seconds were two completely different sets of time to Naruto and Tsume. As soon as those words left her mouth, the brown-haired woman jumped at her son displaying the flexibility of their clan to pounce on him. However, the amount of training he had always endured quickly had him counter her. He grabbed her hands and held them.

"Kuso! She's almost as strong as Baa-chan!" Naruto thought to himself. It didn't help that he didn't have the leverage with his back against the stove.

"Surrender now, Pup. I'll only knock your head a little after!" Tsume teased. Oh, she was going to smack him over the head one way or the other. His surrender just made it of how hard she should hit him after.

Naturally, Naruto looked at his mother like she was crazy. "Ha?! Surrender? Uzumaki Naruto never gives up! You taught me that, Mom!" the blonde replied. Tsume felt her chest rise in joy from that sudden praise to the statement her son had given. Kiba...had never truly thanked her for giving him anything training-related. It was...a rather nice thing.

Unfortunately, Tsume didn't have the chance to enjoy the feeling because she felt Naruto's momentum swung her body until he pushed her against the wall. His hands caught her wrists and kept them pinned against the wall just as she had done to him not too long ago. "You think you can roughhouse your mother, Pup?" she asked. It was clear that her son was barking up the wrong tree. No pun intended.

"Well, I don't see you trying to stop me, Kaa-chan!" Naruto replied.

Tsume did not know why, but that aggressive statement made her smirk, a low growl rumbled from her throat. She could feel the muscle fibers in her son's arms fueling his strength in keeping her bound. She could see the fire in his eyes. Heh, where was her meek brat of a son that she had been talking to two hours ago?

"Heh, don't get ahead of yourself, Pup! You might be the Hero of Konoha, but I've been in combat a lot longer than you have," Tsume claimed.

Before Naruto even knew what his mother was thinking, he found himself flung onto his back. His body dropped with a hard bang.

"HEY! Be quiet up there, or I'll call the LandLord!" someone shouted banging on the floor below them.

The Kyuubi jinchuuriki winced at the voice, but that didn't stop him from surprising Tsume, who had been mid jump ready to pounce on him, by quickly grabbing her arms. Just as she had done to him, he carried her momentum and rushed her into the floor. He tied her legs with his own and he raised her hands over her head just as he had done when he pushed her against the wall. Both panted as they stared into each other's eyes.

"Does my Pup treat all his girls like this?" Tsume asked. Naruto was quick to learn what she was talking about as well. He could see the upheaval of her chest from the fits of air she inhaled. He could see the sweat, or was it the water he had poured on her prior, dripping down her forehead.

As for Tsume, she was quick to understand this situation as well. How long had it been since someone had pinned her in such an aggressive manner? Not even Kiba's father had been capable of that. Plus, was it her or were his eyes much closer than she remembered? How...long was he going to keep her like this?

Suddenly, both heard a knock at the door. They did not speak. Instead, they kept looking at each other, as if ascertaining the meaning to their position just now. Yes, though the rationale said otherwise, it was obvious that Tsume was in the house of her son's friend. If he...had her pinned under that logic, then...this was indeed rather dangerous. If he had her pinned as her son, then...why could she feel her throat grow dry?

The door was knocked upon again, and both finally found some words. "I...should probably go get that, Kaa-chan," Naruto said, his hands still wrapped around her wrists preventing her escape.

"You'll have to let me go to do that," Tsume said, her mouth rather breathless. She felt her son's hands loosen on her wrist. He pulled away from her face and untangled his legs from her own. He then pulled away from her rather slowly.

Surprisingly, Tsume didn't hit him on top of the head like she was threatening to. Instead, she dusted off the front of her clothes, picked up the fallen pots that had been on the floor, and began cleaning up the area. Once this was done, she quickly moved out of the living room and back into the bedroom. It wasn't that she was particularly afraid of being caught, but...it might look bad for her son if she were to show up. Yes, that was a plausible excuse.

Tsume motioned for Naruto to answer the door with her hands as she vanished away. Naruto did not know why, but he found himself missing that energy they both displayed a moment ago. Kami, did he love his first mother, Mebuki, but...there was something about the exuberance that his current mother held that made him smile. He wondered if his real mother was so energetic.

In any case, he let his annoyance of being interrupted from...whatever they were doing subside as he answered the door. "Hello?" He asked.

"You really are troublesome, Naruto. How many times am I going to have to knock before you answer?" asked Shikamaru. The chunin held that typical lazy look in his eyes that all Nara men seem to have. The blonde exhaled and fully opened the door.

"Hey, I don't have parents to cook dinner for me. I was busy dattebayo! Anyway, what do you want? It's rare for you to visit me," Naruto replied.

Shikamaru wasn't sure but he thought there was an insult in there somewhere. He decided to ignore it for another time and cleared his throat. "Yeah well, I'm not here on a social call. Lord Hokage told me that she needs you in three days. There's gonna be a mission for you delivering supplies along with an assigned Jonin. Also, in order to bolster our ranks for the coming war, we're getting ready for the Sunagakure Chunin Exam. Hokage-sama wants you to sign up. 'It's bad publicity if the Hero of Konoha is still a genin' is what she said," Shikamaru replied.

Naruto...had a hard time processing this current information. He was going to participate in another chunin exam. He...would finally catch up to everyone else. That...was great news. Hell, it was enough to nearly make him cry, but he held it together enough to ask Shikamaru about the other mission that had come to him.

"Oh right, that one. Tsunade-sama said that she's trying to find a suitable jonin to evaluate you during the mission. I was sent to ask Tsume Inuzuka if she would join. She's been an experienced jonin for a number of years, she used to have her own genin team, and she's good at passing evaluations on others, it wouldn't be a surprise if Tsunade-sama picked her. I'm sure she had Kakashi or any other jonin close to you in mind, but it's better to get the opinion of the older generation than the newer jonin," Shikamaru said.

With her hearing, Naruto had absolutely no doubt in his mind that his newest mother had heard that. He could just imagine the grin on her face. "Great. That's great news dattebayo!" Naruto remarked. He suddenly felt very tired.

"Right well, I'm going to hope I can catch her and ask later. See you later. Oh, happy belated birthday, Naruto." the Nara chunin claimed. A little late in Naruto's eyes, but better late than never. He just gave his thanks for the congratulations and closed his door.

Naruto was expecting for their to be laughter as soon as he closed the door. Instead, he was greeted with the same silence as always. He turned back into his kitchen. When he opened his refrigerator, he took note of the groceries that Mebuki had left him with. It made him rather disheartened to think that he might not get to cook for her anymore. He had even bought a new cookbook for the occasional meal.

As soon as he took out a pot, he heard Tsume walk into the room. "Good luck trying to impress me. I don't impress easily," Tsume said as she moved into the kitchen as well. She did not hear Naruto give her a smartass reply like most young men his age might have done. He merely looked at her from the corner of his eyes and, dare Tsume say, she felt a rush of heat through her body from the look he gave her. Ah yes, how could Tsume forget that her son was a natural prankster? And, what that meant was that...he had a very dangerous mind. One that not even she would want to be on the receiving end of. Yet, there was something in that gaze that...drove her inner canine instincts wild. The only question was...what was it?

-x-

Yoshino did not like to think that her actions caused the misery of others. Granted, she had been a kunoichi some time ago. She had never excelled past chunin. There were many things that she was good at, and she did not think ascending the shinobi career ladder was one of them. In any case, the point she was trying to make was that she began wondering if her promise had done more harm to Mebuki than good.

Where was the wife of the Nara Clan's clan head going with this? Well, when children in the academy becomes friends it is only natural that the parents follow suit. Admittedly, Shikamaru never spoke with Sakura very much. He only called her troublesome, which...Yoshino took the word for what it was. All Nara men seemed to have some agonizing synonym to the word. Still, they interacted enough that Yoshino, Mebuki, and all the mothers of their children's generation became friends, or at the very least familiar acquaintances. They had friendly gatherings from time to time. Usually they spoke about their husbands and other topics ranging from food to the current politics running the shinobi world.

Yet, every since the end of that promise Mebuki had made with Yoshino, the Haruno matriarch seemed to...retreat into herself. Kizashi expressed concern that his wife seemed much more passive than usual. He talked about the fight with Sakura and Yoshino had tried bringing Mebuki out with the rest of their friends. It...hadn't turned out very well. Mainly because...some of the mothers started talking about how irresponsible their sons were...or how they expressed jealousy that Mebuki and Ibaya Yamanaka had daughters. Ibaya was able to laugh at the thought of Ino, but...Mebuki was not. She started everyone by running off without another word.

That had happened...just twenty minutes ago and, Kami be damned, Yoshino was beginning to wonder if she even had a full grasp on the situation between Mebuki and Naruto. What went on that she wasn't getting? Don't misunderstand the Nara matriarch. She loved her son very much. If she was hard on him, then it was to make sure he had a life without regrets.

"Just one week as a roleplay mother and son turned into this? What does Uzumaki Naruto have that any other son wouldn't have?" Yoshino thought. She highly doubted the young boy was doing something so evil as messing with Mebuki's emotions. No, this was Uzumaki Naruto she was thinking about. The boy didn't have a malicious bone in his body...that she was aware of. Sigh, if only she had thought that way a few years ago.

Yoshino did not understand it. She had been the mother of a son for over 16 years. Mebuki, who had a child of her own, had been a mother for just as long, yet...she had only been the mother of a son for a week. So...what did she and Naruto have...that Yoshino and her son didn't have? Perhaps she would have to...find out. No, no that was ridiculous. What was she even saying?

-x-

"Mebuki, I...I can't hold it! I'm gonna cum inside you!" Kizashi said to his wife.

Mebuki panted as she felt her husband's cock harden. "Wait, dear! Just a bit longer! I-I'm almost…," Whatever words the Haruno mother was going to say were drowned out by her husband's violent grunts as he thrusted his hips into her body. She could feel the semen flowing into her body.

Sweat poured down Mebuki's face as Kizashi rested on top of her. "Good thing, Sakura's got the late shift. This would be embarrassing to talk about," he laughed. However, Mebuki was glad he wasn't looking at her. If he was, then she no doubt would have been forcing a smile on her face, a smile that no doubt would be cracking right now.

"Kaa-chan...oh...oh god...you feel so good, Kaa-chan! Kaa-chan, I'm gonna cum!"

"Y-Yeah, I guess she would," Mebuki said. She then felt her husband roll off her and into his side of the bed. It wasn't long before she could hear the small snores of his slumber. Yet, Mebuki had been close. She had been so close.

Mebuki turned over and rubbed her husband's shoulders. "K-Kizashi, can't we go on for a bit longer? I know you're not busy tomorrow," Mebuki pleaded, nay begged. She could feel the fires in her body cooling down. She could feel her heart rate returning to normal. No, she didn't want it to return to normal yet.

"Mmm? Sorry honey, that was all I had in the tank tonight. We….can...do it some...oth...Zzz," Kizashi yawned harder and pulled the covers over his body. Had he kept his eyes open, he would have seen a flash of anger run across Mebuki's face. She clenched her side of the bedsheets as hard as she could. Ever tighter than that, did she close her eyes.

"How's this, Kaa-chan? I told you I learn quick! Mmm, your pussy tastes so good, dattebayo!"

Once Mebuki opened her eyes, she was surprised to see wet drops of water around the area that she had her head lowered to. She looked at her sleeping husband, and frowned before getting up. She grabbed her robe and walked out of their bedroom with haste.

"Yeah! I can go again, Kaa-chan! Uhhh ahhh, Kaa-chan, you feel so good. If it's with you, I could last all night!"

The mother of one quickly walked into a secluded part of her house and locked the door. She grabbed a chair and rested her legs on the table. She opened the lower end of her robe and jammed her finger into her still wet pussy. "Sochi! Oh Sochi! I miss you! I miss you so much!" Mebuki huffed as she could feel the previous fire begin to rise within her body. No, she could feel her body growing hotter and hotter with a burning desire. She could not bear to tell her husband that as he fucked her...she constantly had to stop herself from calling out Naruto's name. She had to constantly stop herself from calling out...her son's name.

"Kaa-chan! Kaa-chan! Kaa-chan!"

"Yes, Sochi! Oh fuck me! My beautiful boy! Oh my god, you're gonna make me cum!"

Oh, by the gods above, Mebuki could see herself wrapped in the arms of her son. She could feel the heat from his body against her own as he pinned her arms to their bedsheets. With deep, long, powerful thrusts he rammed into her and she wantonly accepted his power. She could feel her body shivering with ecstasy while the sweat from her boy dropped onto her chest. His bright, blue eyes, his long arms, and...loving smile, they all filled her with pleasure and joy. She could feel her son grunt as rope after rope of semen fired into her womb. She could see and feel her legs secure around his waist accepting this powerful domination of her body, heart, and mind.

Oh yes, she missed this. It was enough to make her sob tears of joy. She could feel the way he bit her nipples. She could feel the way his hot breath kissed her neck. Such a loving, caring, devoted son. Just who could compare to him? She could feel how loved, cherished, and praised she was in his arms. She...was his mother, the one who nurtured him and cared for him for so many years. Now, he repaid her in kind. She could feel the way he kissed her. She could feel the slither of his tongue on her sopping, pink, puffy flesh. Her very toes were curling from delight.

"Yes! Sochi! Fuck me! Oh Kami, I love you so much. You're big, hard, strong cock. The way you kiss me. Oh Sochi! Sochi! Sochi! Sochi! You're gonna make me cum again!" Mebuki said as she bit into her robe.

"Kaa-chan, I'm gonna cum inside you! It...it's gonna be dangerous, dattebayo!"

"Yes! Yes, so dangerous! So very dangerous! My son cumming as hard as he can inside me, trying to impregnate me, is that what you want? You want me to carry your child, Sochi?" Mebuki asked. She rubbed her thoughts together as she pictured Naruto's reaction to her words. She could feel his cock harden inside the sticky, slimy walls of her cock sheath.

"Kaa-chan! Kaa-chan! Kaa-chan! Kaa-chan!"

"Yes! Yes! Cum inside me, Sochi! Oh fuck me with your beautiful cock! Oh you're gonna make me cum again!" Mebuki said as she arched back while her fingers brought her to an amazing orgasm that released her bliss over the chair she was sitting in. She could feel the muscles in her legs tense as she held her body in the air for at least thirty seconds before dropping down. She huffed and puffed as she stared at her completely soaked fingers. She hungrily stuck them in her mouth and began to suck them greedily.

Dear Kami, when did masturbating to her...son become better than sex with her own husband? During her time with Kizashi, he hadn't gotten her off once. Just the mere thought of her son, of her Naruto, had made her orgasm five times. At least three or four less than when they had shared their night those weeks ago.

When Yoshino and the other mothers started talking about their children, there was something in that talk that broke Mebuki. It wasn't fair. Of course she could brag about her daughter and her accomplishments, but...what could she also say about her son? Nothing. The answer was absolutely nothing. As far as the rest of the world was concerned, Mebuki...only had one child...not two.

Mebuki ran back home and when Kizashi had come back she had practically thrown herself at him until they arrived to tonight. She wondered if she was perhaps just feeling frustrated since...her time with Naruto, but...tonight that was obviously not the only issue. What...was happening to her?

-x-

Tsunade sighed as she pushed herself away from her desk. "Sigh, that's the last of the paperwork done. For once I don't have to sleep in the office. I can actually go home! I must be lucky...I have a bad feeling about this," the blonde Hokage thought to herself. A gambler though she was, Tsunade knew she sucked at the games. It was obvious that she had done something to offend the god or goddess of luck in her past life, because her getting lucky meant that only the worst things in the world were about to happen. In addition, they were in her grandfather's village. If she was lucky here of all places, then she feared for Konoha.

Nevertheless, the Hokage was tired, and if the bad didn't happen in the next five minutes then she was going to deal with the bad stuff tomorrow. Now she just had to sit here and wait, and to be honest...the seconds were only making her sleepy.

It was only when the fifth minute was at least ten seconds away from ticking, did Tsunade feel that someone was trying to make an utter fool of her. One might ask why. Well, Shizune choose the time to barge into her office. "Tsunade-sama! We have urgent news!" Shizune exclaimed.

The Godaime exhaled tiredly. "Yeah, I figured. I managed to get all my paperwork done. I'm not that lucky. So what is it? Is it the Zetsu army?" Tsunade asked twirling her pen between her fingers. Forgive her for not sounding more alert, but it was ten minutes to three in the morning. She wasn't in the mood for drama.

"Erm, no Tsunade-sama. The matter concerns...Naruto-kun," Shizune said.

"Shizune, I'm very tired. Cut to the chase already. What did the brat do this time?" Tsunade asked.

The Hokage could see her assistant was at a loss for words. In fact, she seemed to be outright sweating. This got Tsunade even more curious. It was very rare for Shizune of all people to be so easily befuddled. The blonde Senju had a feeling that she was not going to like what she heard.

"I...I can't explain it, Tsunade-sama. You'll have to see it for yourself," the medical assistant said. Tsunade rolled her eyes, but got up and followed her assistant out the door.

The night air was very cold, but thankfully Shizune had a sense of urgency and it wasn't long before they were off the streets and headed for the Konoha Hospital. They entered the West Wing of the hospital which was usually reserved criminals with life-threatening injuries that they needed alive until they could be imprisoned. Naturally, there were a select few shinobi set to guard the area. Yet, Tsunade noticed that they were going deeper and deeper into the halls until...they came to the one in the furthest end of the hall.

Tsunade opened the door.

"How many times do I have to tell you?! I'm Uzumaki Kushina! Stop saying I'm dead when I'm right here, dattebane!" a woman with long red hair, and beautiful eyes growled as she shook a poor doctor by his lab coat. On the floor, surrounding them, were at least five incapacitated chunin shinobi.

...Well, fuck.

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