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Missing-nin: Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2025-06-26 09:24:47 +0000 UTCChapter 5
Kurotsuchi of Iwa
The night got very loud from there. Naruto didn’t mind. Loud was his element.
“—and then my third mansion will be in Mizu no Kuni, right on the beach, and it’ll have boats and an aquarium and — get this! — waterbeds in every room. With fish swimming inside of them!”
The man that Naruto had cornered looked suitably impressed. Of course, he was also so drunk that telling him your name could’ve gotten that reaction. The guy took what might’ve been his twentieth sake shot of the night and promptly passed out, his eyelids fluttering. Naruto looked for someone else to regale with his (future) greatness.
Shrill whistles and beating drums made it impossible to hear anything more than a few feet from you. Sake was being shared evenly between the dancers, the crowd who stayed to watch them, and Naruto himself. He appeared next to one of the girls from the dance. “Hey! Wanna hear about my mansion?”
She was about his age with a dusting of pink already on her cheeks. When a stranger appeared out of nowhere shouting in her ear, she scrambled away. Then she noticed what the stranger looked like and her interest skyrocketed.
“What are you doing over here?”
Naruto was interrupted before he could start. An arm was draped over his shoulder, Kurotsuchi’s face appearing next to his. Her breath reeked of alcohol. Everyone had been drinking, but as the guest of honor, she’d been given enough sake to knock out an elephant. Her stout Iwa constitution was on full display just from the fact that she was on her feet and lucid… and strong.
Naruto chuckled as he felt her grip over his shoulders. “Hey, Kurotsuchi. Seems like you’re enjoying yourself.”
“So are you!” Thirty minutes ago, the idea of her shouting jovially would’ve seemed crazy. Such was the power of alcohol. “Now come on!”
“Where are we going?” Naruto said.
“Outside! I wanna see the moon.”
The girl Naruto started a conversation with reached out, silently begging him to stay, but he let Kurotsuchi pull him along. Naruto waved as he was dragged away.
Kurotsuchi took them upstairs.
“Wrong way,” Naruto said.
“I know what I’m doing!” Kurotsuchi said. “Just follow!”
She let go of Naruto and threw open the hallway window. Putting her foot on the sill, she jumped out, gracefully swinging herself onto the roof.
Naruto followed her by stepping on the sill and hauling himself up, clinging to the gutter.
“Why do you do that?” Kurotsuchi asked.
She was sitting on the shingled roof, her legs out straight and her hands behind her. She suddenly didn’t feel as drunk. Either the night air sobered her up, or (and Naruto thought it was this one) she’d never been as drunk as she acted in the first place.
He clambered on all fours to sit next to her. “I had to get up somehow.”
“If I could jump up, you could do it easily,” Kurotsuchi said. “But you crawled instead. You only fought at the end against those missing-nin. If you wanted, you could’ve wiped them out in an instant.”
“My back was killing me. I needed—”
“A massage. I forgot. That’s what you call a Doton jutsu grandpa would’ve been proud of.”
Kurotsuchi wasn’t looking at him. She hadn’t been lying downstairs; her eyes were only aimed up, where a crescent moon sat in the sky.
“The Tsuchikage wouldn’t be proud of a little jutsu like that.” Naruto laughed. “All the kages are totally crazy when they get serious. Especially the old ones.”
“You know that wasn’t the point.”
Naruto rubbed his neck. “Sorry, what was the question again?”
Kurotsuchi poked him in the side of the head, her nail prodding of his scalp.
“Why do you act like an idiot?” she asked.
It’s not acting, Kyu said.
“It’s not acting!” Naruto announced shamelessly.
“Wha—” Whatever answer Kurotsuchi expected, it wasn’t that one. “Don’t lie!”
“I’m super serious,” Naruto swore. “I’m just being myself. I don’t like to kill. I kinda like fighting, but only if it’s for something I believe in. Some day, I’m going to be so rich! I’m just… having a little trouble getting there. Because no matter how much I want it, I’m not gonna change who I am to get there. Understand?”
“No,” Kurotsuchi said.
“Yeah.” For a second, Naruto's smile changed. He looked down at the roof with a contemplative weight to his eyes. “It doesn’t make sense, right? Shinobi are supposed to do anything for money. I think that’s how it started. I just couldn’t be like that, but I wanted to show others that we don’t need to be that way. If I can get rich doing what I want, it’s gotta be possible for someone else, too.”
“Not everyone has a tailed beast to rely on.” Kurotsuchi was still looking at the sky. Naruto saw stars reflected in her dark, glossy irises. “You can only do what you want if you’re strong. Everyone else has to be content being stuck.”
Naruto didn’t feel like she was disagreeing with him. Kurotsuchi was breathing quickly, like she was excited. He got the feeling she was awaiting his answer… urging him to come up with something.
“Can’t they just get strong?” Naruto said. “If that doesn’t work, they can always come to me! I’ll hire anybody! I’ll at least be a better boss than the villages. Even you could come! If you ever feel like dancing instead of fighting, I’ll hire you right there!”
Kurotsuchi snorted. It developed into a laugh that made her lean her head back.
“I’m a Jounin of Iwagakure.”
“You’ll come around,” Naruto said with a grin. “It’s only the second time I asked, and you already stopped shouting at me for saying it.”
Kurotsuchi stood up and stretched, holding her elbow as she stuck her arms above her head.
“I’ve seen the sky,” she said. “Let’s go back down.”
She stepped off the roof, flipping forward as she went and catching herself on the ledge of the window, darting back inside. Naruto crawled down and dragged himself inside.
The party was still going downstairs. They were making such a ruckus that you could feel it through the floorboards. Naruto was going to rejoin them until he found his path blocked.
By a foot.
Kurotsuchi had him pinned against the wall, her right leg blocking his path with her foot next to his head. Because of the shape of her dress, there was nothing but skin visible beneath her upper thigh. She leaned into Naruto’s personal space, showing off her flexibility.
“As an idiot, you must be pretty open to doing stupid things.”
Naruto tilted his head the slightest bit. “I dabble.”
Kurotsuchi kissed him. Her lips were the opposite of rocklike— soft, plump, and warm. Same with her tongue. After fifteen seconds of passionate lip-locking, Kurotsuchi leaned back.
“My room is through that door behind me,” Kurotsuchi said. “And you don’t have one, because you’re broke.”
“Only temporarily—!”
“Shh!” Kurotsuchi put a finger on his lips. “Shut up for once and just share with me.”
She pulled him into her room. The door closed behind them. To go with the party down below, another kind of sound soon began.
O-O-O
“Mmmm. Ah! Mmm!”
Kurotsuchi’s powerful legs were shaking. She was barely keeping on her feet, although even if her strength gave out she wouldn’t have fallen. The strong arms wrapped around her would see to that.
“So you can make noises like that too. Cute,” Naruto said.
Kurotsuchi glared at him, her eyes lidded as she did. As soon as they were in the room Naruto had pressed himself against her from behind. His left arm wrapped around her waist while his right hand slid through the slit of her dress. His fingers were ravaging her pussy, sliding around inside her with a series of wet pops.
“No panties is a hell of a choice. You walk around like that all the time?”
“What… does it matter?” Kurotsuchi moaned. “I move better… this way…”
“And all those high kicks you throw around? You really trust that dress!”
Kurotsuchi bent her neck and succeeded in biting his ear… not gently, but not too hard. Her teeth left bright red indents and even broke the skin slightly. It healed just as fast, as soon as her teeth were out of the way.
Kurotsuchi’s brief counterattack was halted as Naruto flicked her clit with his thumb. She hurled her head forward and tucked her chin against her chest. “Your fingers are too quick!”
“Think so? I’m pretty proud of them!” Naruto put his ring and middle finger deep past Kurotsuchi’s lips and vibrated them against her folds. “This isn’t what I trained them for, but I’ve sure gotten a lot of use out of it. Girls really love fast fingers. Especially when they're precise.”
He breathed the word against her ear, spreading the fingers inside of her into a V-shape without slowing down. Kurotsuchi moaned. Her crotch gushed around Naruto’s fingers, moistening at a scary rate.
Naruto’s other arm slid up her body. He grabbed her collar, working it open slowly. Kurotsuchi grabbed his wrist. Not to stop him, just to hold on. She groped his muscular forearm as he unlatched the top of her dress. It soon fell onto the floor, revealing that Kurotsuchi forewent bras the same way she avoided panties.
Naruto pinched one of her brown, slightly upturned nipples. He rolled it between his fingers, finding it as stiff as a pebble. “Now you’re living up to the billing of a rock ninja!”
Tired of getting teased, Kurotsuchi’s hand shot behind her, grabbing the middle of Naruto’s pants and squeezing his bulge.
“What are you, then? A new recruit?” she gasped.
Naruto laughed. “That’s a good one!”
For her reward, Naruto rubbed her clit with his thumb. He still had two fingers inside of her, stretching out Kurotsuchi’s folds. Feeling him tease her depths and her clit at the same time made Kurotsuchi let out her loudest moan yet. “Mmmmmaaaaaah!”
Naruto’s fingers kept going, picking up speed, until they stopped abruptly. He pulled his hands away. Kurotsuchi’s knees bent, her legs spreading slightly, as a dull look entered her eyes. A fountain appeared in between her legs.
She squirted for ten straight seconds, and that was just from Naruto’s fingers. When there was nothing left to spray, her pussy entrance twitched and spasmed as if trying to breathe.
“Fuck,” Kurotsuchi exhaled. “You’re goofy when it comes to everything else, but when you do this…”
“Are you complaining?” Naruto asked.
“Do you think I’m crazy? Help me sit down.”
Naruto turned her around and eased her onto the edge of the bed. She pulled his pants open with movements full of intent and lacking finesse. She pulled his pants to his knees in a rough jerk. Naruto took his shirt off to help her out.
He was hard. Kurotsuchi’s body and her shameless groping had seen to that. For a moment, Kurotsuchi just stared at the erect cock in front of her eyes.
“Are… Are they usually this large?” she asked.
“Haven’t seen one this big before?” Naruto said.
Kurotsuchi put a finger on his tip and flicked it down, watching it bounce.
“No,” she said absently, staring at Naruto’s cock. “I’ve never seen one.”
After a second, Naruto’s eyes widened.
“Wait!” He raised his hands. “You haven’t seen a penis at all? Like, never? You’re a virgin!”
“Duh,” Kurotsuchi said. “Every man in Iwa knows better than to touch me. Grandfather would stick them in a grave so deep, no one would find the body. Is it a problem if I’m not experienced?”
She glared at him, daring him to say it was.
“No, not at all,” Naruto said, “it just didn’t match the vibe you gave off. Hey, maybe I should take the lead again—”
“Why? How hard can it be?”
Kurotsuchi opened her mouth. Naruto tried to say something else, but she was already engulfing his dick. Except she didn’t judge his girth right. Her teeth scraped him all the way down to his base.
Naruto’s eyes bulged out, a choked sound escaping his throat. Kurotsuchi got halfway down him without noticing, only for his tip to hit her throat. Her reflexes activated, clenching her throat and (accidentally) shutting it. Her gag reflex made her snort. She yanked her head off of Naruto, coughing violently while Naruto hoped in place, trying to keep from cursing.
Slowly, Kurotsuchi’s coughing trailed off, and Naruto settled down again. His manhood was fine, just a little bit red in places.
“Oops?” Kurotsuchi said.
“Tell you what,” Naruto said. “Let’s save that for next time.”
“Then what should I do?” Kurotsuchi said, eager to redeem herself.
“Go with the flow.”
Naruto grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her back. Her modest breasts trembled as her weight hit the mattress. In seconds Naruto had her legs aimed up, his hands on the bottom of her thighs.
“Oh?” Kurotsuchi said. “Oh.”
She shuddered as Naruto’s tongue followed the example of his fingers and darted past her lower lips. He could feel her legs shake as he gripped them. Kurotsuchi slapped the bed next to her, then started to play with her nipples. She looked at Naruto biting her lip.
“Should’ve known… that foxy tongue would feel good.”
Naruto started low, the bottom of his tongue resting on the bottom of her hole, and gave Kurotsuchi’s snatch a strong upward lick. At the end he found her clit. His tongue pushed it up, then to the left. He rolled it right and pushed down. His fingers sunk into the bottom of Kurotsuchi’s chiseled, muscular legs. For all their strength, Naruto held them in place while he worked. Kurotsuchi twisted her own nipple, inhaling sharply.
“Cumming,” she hissed.
Naruto rolled his tongue around her clit one last time before ducking for cover, letting go of Kurotsuchi’s legs. They stayed raised, flexing as she squirted for the second time. Naruto looked up at her curled toes, watching them gradually unfurl.
Kurotsuchi lowered her legs to the floor, planting them on either side of her body. Her lower half was sticking off the bed while her upper half laid on it. Naruto slowly rose from the huddled position he’d dropped into.
When he raised his head, he found Kurotsuchi looking straight at him. One of her hands was still cupped on her left boob, but her right hand was down in her crotch. Using two fingers Kurotsuchi had parted her lips, baring the pink expanse between them.
“Even if I’m not good at anything, you’ve only been paying attention to me.” Kurotsuchi’s head was turned to the side, steadfastly looking away from Naruto. “I might not know how to treat a man’s thing… But if it’s this part, it’ll still be good right? Just get inside me already.”
Naruto kicked his pants off his ankle so fast that his legs turned into blurs.
He grabbed Kurotsuchi’s hips, lifting and turning her to drop her in the middle of the bed. He paused above her, his tip poking her between the legs.
“This’ll hurt,” he warned.
Kurotsuchi laughed. “Finally, something I’m used to!”
“Right,” Naruto said, smiling. “Almost forgot. You’re a Jounin of Iwagakure… for now.”
“Don’t go adding that last part on your— ownnn.”
Kurotsuchi’s expression trembled as Naruto inserted himself halfway in. He paused, giving her time to adjust. Her legs wrapped around his hips and forced him to finish his thrust.
“I told you.” Kurotsuchi’s face was right in front of his own. “I can take it.”
She loosened her legs enough to give him space to move. Naruto obliged. He didn’t exactly go fast, but his manhood sank into her flesh and pulled out to do it again, over and over.
“Kiss me,” Kurotsuchi said suddenly. “I know how to do that much.”
Naruto lowered his head. He could feel her insides trembling around his cock. Her tongue accepted his, coiling with it the way they’d done in the hal. Music from the party downstairs was still echoing through the floor, but it sounded as if it was drawing to a close. The slap of Naruto’s skin against Kurotsuchi’s was audible to both of them, along with the wetter sounds coming from her crotch.
Between genetics, her lack of experience, and her fit body, Kurotsuchi was one of the tightest girls Naruto had been in. She got her arms around his head, holding him captive in their kiss. She was the kind who got bashful when she was out of her element— embarrassed by being new to this, she was intent on showing off her kissing. She was a good kisser.
Naruto forced his lips away just far enough to speak. “I’m going to go faster.”
“You don’t have to tell me useless things,” Kurotsuchi huffed. “I can handle anything. Got it?”
It probably wasn't the right time to ask how she was supposed to know that when she’d never done this before.
Good to his word, Naruto drove his cock down more fiercely. He moved from what he called civilian-speed to shinobi-speed. Within shinobi-speed there were different levels too. A Chuunin who avoided field work and hadn’t trained seriously since their Genin days could only take so much. At the opposite end of things, a Jounin with excellent taijutsu could handle a lot.
Naruto pounded Kurotsuchi so hard that the bed groaned ominously after one thrust.
“How was that— Mmph!”
Kurotsuchi forced his head down as her answer. She slid her hands from his neck down to his back, nails drawing lines across his muscles. The bed groaned, creaked, shook— and broke.
The wooden frame collapsed, sending the mattress to the floor. Naruto didn’t stop for a second, and Kurotsuchi would’ve killed him if he had. His thrusts made her breasts shake. Her tongue pulled passionately at his. Every once in a while, a moan would escape their locked-lips, slipping past instead of being stifled.
The pounding of their bodies outlasted the music from the floor below. It was a constant as the rooms around them filled and the occupants went to sleep. From when the moon was still rising to when it reached its apex, Naruto’s body beat against Kurotsuchi’s, the two of them coiled together. Sweat tinged their skin… but all of it was Kurotsuchi’s. Naruto’s energy was boundless. That didn’t mean all of him could go forever.
When he couldn’t take it anymore, he broke the kiss and gasped, “I’m at my limit!”
Kurotsuchi didn’t answer. She was half-conscious, drunk on the pleasure of sex and the freedom of getting this far with a man. Her only response to Naruto’s words was her legs tightening behind him.
Naruto’s eyes widened. “Wait— Hold on— Not that!”
It was too late for him to stop his body’s reaction. He was about to cum… and Kurotsuchi’s legs sure were strong. She giggled. He didn’t think she was listening to words. He couldn’t even say what was going on inside her head, past those lidded eyes.
Howling, Naruto gave it his best effort, prying his cock out of Kurotsuchi at the very last second. No sooner had his tip come loose than it let out his load. Naruto’s cum landed across Kurotsuchi’s chiseled stomach and pert breasts. Her legs mercifully went limp, allowing Naruto to lean back, the last vestige of his orgasm hanging as a strand from the tip of his cock. Kurotsuchi giggled absently, running a drowsy finger down her body, feeling the warm wetness decorating her.
That had been a close one.
When Kurotsuchi's finger finished exploring her own state, her hand reached up, grabbing Naruto’s own. Even in the state she was in, she smiled invitingly. Her eyes settled on his cock, noticing it was still upright. The invitation was clear.
Naruto got back to work, rolling her onto her side and placing himself behind her. Kurotsuchi moaned, until he turned her head to the side and kissed her. They went at it a while longer, cycling between positions.
Although, if one was paying attention, they’d notice that Naruto stuck to ones where she couldn’t get her legs around him. That was one of his strengths.
He learned from his mistakes, to avoid making even bigger ones.
O-O-O
“Cacaw! Cac—ACK!”
The bird’s song was what woke him, and its choked squawk was what told him something was wrong.
Up, you lazy fool! Kyu roared.
Naruto had lifted himself up as he came to, still naked in bed beside Kurotsuchi. At the warning, he flipped out of bed, dragging Kurotsuchi down with him.
The roof of the inn disappeared.
A white beam passed by. Naruto had never seen anything quite like it. It was like pure light, flicking slightly, with something moving inside of it. And after it hit the roof, the roof…
Disappeared. Vanished. Was ground into nothing.
A diminutive old man floated in the sky they could now see. He had a skinny white beard, thick nose, and bushy eyebrows. His feet were planted on nothing, yet he wasn’t falling. His arms were crossed— but twitching, ready to explode into motion at a moment’s notice.
“You,” he said, the solitary word packed with more bloodlust than a tailed-beast could muster.
“Can we talk about this?” Naruto said.
Onoki the Fence Sitter, the Sandaime Tsuchikage, leader of Iwa and Kurotsuchi’s grandfather, was staring at something. Naruto looked where he was looking. Just like that, Naruto’s blood went cold.
He and Kurotsuchi were still naked, which was bad enough. When Naruto hauled them off of the bed, the blanket came with them, covering their lower halves. But Naruto had put his hands up to cushion Kurotsuchi’s fall, and they happened to land… right on her breasts.
Kurotsuchi yawned and blinked, waking up. She rubbed her eyes, looking down at Naruto’s hands.
“So eager to start again?” she asked, smirking. “You could’ve just asked.”
Onoki put his hands out in front of him. A cube with a glowing white ball in the middle appeared from thin air.
Naruto let go of Kurotsuchi’s breasts, jumping to his feet while she finally noticed her grandfather, gasping and wrapping herself in the blanket to cover herself. Naruto had bigger things to worry about than his modesty.
“Wait! I saved her life!” Naruto said.
“Your gift can be a painless death!” Onoki said. “Any last words?!”
“...I didn’t cum inside?”
O-O-O
Ten Iwagakure Jounin and twice that many Chounin, under orders from their Kage, had formed a defensive formation around the unassuming inn Kurotsuchi was staying in. Among them, two grizzled Jounin stood further back than the rest. It wasn’t strictly professional, but the two of them felt comfortable enough to chat casually. Onoki might have summoned this many men, but with the Tsuchikage here himself, they were mostly superfluous. Just because he was old didn’t mean anyone could consider him weak.
“What bastard do you think was crazy enough to kidnap the young mistress?” a Jounin asked.
His friend next to him had a scarred nose and short brown hair. “Could’ve been a missing-nin from our village. You know, someone with a grudge. Ex-ANBU, maybe?”
The one who spoke first had an unblemished face and longer black hair. “They wouldn’t be crazy enough for that.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Because they know him.” The black-haired man was staring into the sky, watching their leader disintegrate the top of a building with his legendary Particle Release. “No one from Iwa would ever get between the Tsuchikage and his granddaughter.”
“Ah. True,” said his friend.
They got their answer less than a minute later. A blond was sent flying from the second floor of the inn. He had a bundle of clothes in his hands and none on his body. He landed on his stomach, rolling to the side as the ground itself turned into spikes and formed deep pits, trying to murder him. Onoki was using so many high-ranking Doton ninjutsu that none of his shinobi could even think about getting close.
Somehow, by the skin of his teeth, the blond ducked and scrambled his way past every trap. He jumped over a pit that formed in front of him, tucking his knees against his chest and pulling his underwear on in the process. At the other end he face-planted. When he scrambled up, his face was covered in grit and grass. He hobbled and spun to avoid spears of rock that came at him from different angles, hopping on one foot as he tried to pull pants on.
“I feel like I’m watching a comedy routine,” said the black-haired Jounin. “I’ve never seen someone so goofy. That’s him, right? The Jinchuriki those leaf freaks lost?”
“Definitely looks like him,” said his scarred friend.
“I only remember him ‘cause he’s been S-rank for so long with that ridiculous nickname. He’s the one, remember? Naruto The Clown Uzumaki. I always wondered how he got that name…”
They watched Naruto finish getting his pants on and go to pull his shirt over his head. A bright flash was the only warning before Particle Release cut a trench through the ground, vaporizing the place he was about to step. He pulled his arms out of his shirt at the last second, leaving it to be torn to shreds. Shirtless, Naruto tripped over his own feet — accidentally rolling under an Earth Dragon Onoki aimed at his head — and scrambled to the treeline. Onoki gave chase, effortlessly soaring over the trees, vaporizing patches of forest with Particle release as he went.
“I get it now,” the Jounin deadpanned. “It’s a miracle he’s lived for this long.”
His friend lit a cigarette and took a drag off of it. If Onoki was in a mood like this, trying to help would only mean getting in his way. The Jounin puffed out smoke, staring toward the forest.
“You’ve been serving Onoki for decades, haven’t you?”
“Twenty-seven years,” his black-haired friend said proudly.
“You must know him pretty well. Just now… it looked like he was really trying his hardest, didn’t it?”
“I guess so. Why?”
His friend took another puff of his cigarette. “Wouldn’t that mean that kid just escaped from a kage?”
While getting dressed went unsaid at the end.
The brown-haired Jounin and everyone who’d been listening to them stopped chuckling. They joined the scarred Jounin staring after their Kage and the missing-nin he was chasing.
The scarred veteran looked down at his cigarette and grunted. He tossed it onto the ground, grinding it under his boot. “I’m going to train when we get back.”
“I think I’ll join you,” his friend said.
Somewhere far away, the sound of crashing trees could still be heard.
O-O-O
Far away, in the shade of a thick maple, a nineteen-year-old girl’s pupilless eyes watched the rising sun with trepidation. It was morning. She couldn’t rest. She had to run.
She got to her feet slowly, using the trunk behind her to pull herself up. Her legs shook. Her muscles were sore and full of fear. She had cuts on her arms from kunai that had flown too close. Her once-glossy hair was mixed with leaves from sleeping outside.
“You must keep going,” she whispered. “You m-must.”
She thought she left her stutter behind, but every once in a while it still came out. Usually in moments like this. Moments when she was terrified.
She heard the sound of pursuers getting closer. The noise was probably in her head, but those chasing her were definitely real. Hinata reached up and touched her forehead, feeling the cool metal that was there.
And the jagged line slashed straight through Konoha’s emblem.
