Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden Villages ❯ Miho's birthday present, Sasuke vs Koga ( Chapter 4 )

“What is the purpose of love? Is love just an excuse for people to pass on their genes to the next generation, if so is sex the reason for love? Or is it that love is the reason for sex?” –Hime Yetoko, 9th Inukage of Paradiseo


WARNING LEMON!!

Miho let Gaara untie her waist sash; she took off her head band and flung it across the room. Gaara was already in only his pants, the gourd turned to sand to, lock the door and also to make the bed even softer.

“I'm ready to have some fun.” She took off her kimono top and placed Gaara's hands on her large breasts.

“I'm ready to have some fun too.” Gaara marveled at just how fit she was, tight abs especially, her right arm was badly scarred and covered with an intricate tribal tattoo to distract people from the mangled patch work beneath, Gaara thought she still looked absolutely beautiful so he massaged her breasts and she moaned in pleaser, she laid down and worked the rest of her kimono off. God do her legs look good! She must run miles daily to keep this physique!

“Stop ignoring the rest of me!” She smiled and kissed him, letting his tongue inside her mouth. The sand began to massage her back; she helped Gaara with his pants. When he entered her it hurt at first but then there was only pleasure, she moaned and made purring sounds. Gaara smiled and started kissing her neck just made her feel more excited, she didn't want him to stop, as he moved his hands around she moved as she thought he wanted her to.

Gaara looked into Miho's right eye, unlike the left eye which was brown, this one was blood red and had a cat like iris, don't care, too much fun so sexy!

-After an indeterminate amount of time…

Miho moaned as Gaara came inside her, she slumped over tired; Gaara rolled to her side and lay down next to her panting. “Have fun?”

“Happy birth day, Miho.” After he said that Miho smiled and went to sleep.

-10:45 a.m.-

Temari woke up and slid herself out from underneath Kuroudo's arm. Boy he had stamina! She blushed, just thinking about the night before, eight rounds with each of them, with both twice… No wonder he fell right asleep. Temari looked at Momoko; she was naked and curled up like a cat, fast asleep with a little grin on her face. Temari looked at Momoko's back; she had a diagonal scar about twelve inches long along her back, probably from a broken sword judging from the ragged scaring marks. Temari ran her fingers along the scar; Momoko moaned slightly and opened up her eyes.

“Good morning Temari,” Momoko yawned as she scooted closer to Kuroudo, “how are you today sweet-heart?”

“I'm okay, what about you?” Temari said and smiled at Momoko, “I had fun last night.”

“Hmm, I'm glad to hear that.” Momoko poked at Kuroudo, “Wake up you goofy fox!”

“Wha!?” Kuroudo awoke and looked around suddenly and said, “You took the flag down?”

“No, we're in a hotel.” Momoko said as she kissed him, “I'm not mad at you.”

“Okay then, I'm going back to sleep.” Kuroudo said with a big yawn and he closed his eyes and immediately fell back to sleep.

“Okay then,” Momoko said as she looked up at Temari and pointed toward a door in the far corner, “Shower is that way, should be towels in there. And could you do me a favour? Look for two glasses cases; one’s mine the other is Kuroudo’s.”

“Thanks, I’ll see if I can find them.” Temari paused and smiled as she said, “sweet-heart.”

“You're welcome, cutie pie.” Momoko curled back up and with a big yawn she went back to sleep.

Temari walked into the bathroom and took a shower, as the water splashed on her face she thought; you do realize that A: no protection was used B: He came inside you at least ten times C: it is entirely possible and probable that you could get pregnant, right? Oopsies.

Meanwhile, Anasake was still trying to train the ANBU, with mixed success, mostly failure as the ANBU refused to learn that the 8mm’s didn’t go in the fucking pistol. Anasake rubbed his throbbing head, after two days of trying he was beginning to consider the cause lost; the ANBU just weren't getting the most basic concepts behind rifles and handguns.

“What the fuck happened here!?” Anko was staring at three ANBU who had been beaten to bloody pulps.

“They would neither listen nor learn, and my patience has worn thin. I've been here for two days, no sleep and only four have gotten that THE 8 MILLIMETERS DON'T GO IN THE .45 LONG COLT!!!” Anasake screamed out his frustration, the sunglasses he wore made it so you couldn't see the bags under his eyes. He looked at the new comer, she's cute and if she's here for training I hope she wasn't one of the kids who kept trying to put a square peg in a round motherfucking hole. “And you are…”

“Anko, I'm a Jonin sent here for some training, and you?”

“Anasake Jenkins, AZIC commander and I'm your teacher. I'm supposed to give you a different handgun than the ANBU and I don't have to train you with a rifle, this should be fairly quick.” Anasake yawned and motioned for Anko to follow him to a large green tent.

“You're not going to try and rape me are you?” Anko joked, “You are a big strong man leading me all alone into a dark and isolated tent.”

“No, and in my present state I highly doubt I could, and you sound desperate.” Anasake smiled, “And you can't rape the willing, although if you want me to fuck you could just ask.”

“What?”

“Never mind, I am tired so please if you're an idiot please leave.” Anasake rubbed his tired eyes.

“I'm not an idiot!” They stepped into the tent.

“Whatever, this…” He pulled a large shinny revolver out of a crate, “Is a colt python .357 magnum handgun, it holds six .357 magnum round or .38 specials if you don't like recoil or noise use the .38's if knock-down power is your thing then use .357's.” he handed her the gun and a gun belt with a dump pouch for the speed loaders and spare rounds.

“Thanks.”

“Now to get more ammo you need to order it from Yoh's Store in Paradiseo. This gun's ammo can be fairly expensive; I think 25 ryo for .38 special HP rounds per box, and 43 ryo for the .357 magnums.”

“How many per box?”

“Fifty… If you want you can also order guns from him too. If you want a different gun or if you want to collect them.”

“What do you use?”

“A biggun it's called a Pfeifer Zeliska.” He pulled out a massive black revolver with a cylinder that was 4 inches long and held five massive shells, and a barrel at least fourteen inches long, “It weighs over thirteen pounds unloaded, this beast fires .600 nitro express fully jacketed hollow point rounds. One round is enough to kill even the biggest elephant.”

“I want one of those! What does it do to people?” Anko was drooling as she stared at the massive cannon in Anasake's hand.

“It turns their bones into shrapnel, if you shoot them in the chest it liquefies the rib cage and should destroy all major organs, if they have on body armor it might just tare them in half.”

“How much?”

“For the gun 6,784 ryo and a single box of ammo costs 458 ryo.” Anasake was staring at her chest, boobies! What a nice rack on that one, oh boy!

“I'd like to place an order to this Yoh character.”

“Yes ma'am, I'll show you how to use mine.” Anasake smiled, things are lookin' up.

While Sasuke was walking home he ran into a strange man with long hair, he was dressed like a ninja but he didn't have a headband; he looked agitated and he was twitching, like he had Parkinson’s or something.

“Who are you!?” Sasuke said nervously as he drew a kunai knife out.

“DON'T FUCK WITH ME LITTLE BOY!” The man howled as he turned to face Sasuke, he had amber colored eyes, wore a green camouflage hat, black-camouflage pants, a black shirt and unzipped hoody.

“You don't want to mess with me.” Sasuke chuckled, “I’m a Konoha ninja.”

“I did have to ditch my collection, so I wouldn't be caught… You'll be the start of my new collection… Your bloodied headband will make a great Konoha first, Sasuke.” The man said as a wide grin crept across his lips; he looked like he'd lost it; he was drooling, smiling and quivering. The man reached into his hoody and gripped something inside.

“Stop right there Koga!” A voice howled, it belonged to an ANBU black-op who had shown up and was holding a revolver pointed at the crazy guy.

“DIeIEEEeE!” Koga howled as he violently pulled out a sawed off lever action shotgun from beneath his jacket, and he spun around to face the ANBU. The look on Koga’s face was one of mad elation, he was smiling unusually wide and it looked as if he was laughing; he held the shotgun out with one hand and leveled the sights on the stunned ANBU’s head.

-KAPOKKKUUUUU!!!!- Koga's ten-gauge ripped the ANBU's head literally off; he was laughing at the violent display as the corpse stumbled around, spewing blood out of its neck, and stumbling until it fell. Koga jumped on top of it, like some wild animal, grabbing the revolver and hand fulls of bullets, stuffing them into his kunai pouch; the whole time he was laughing and making grunting noises. Then he looked at the shocked Sasuke with an insane ear to ear grin on his face.

“Hummmhaha, is this your first time seeing a shotgun at work?” Koga said as he strolled towards Sasuke, smiling, “I've sawed my foes in half with this gun, a decapitation is no biggy, not with a sawed-off ten gauge loaded with number three buck it isn't.”

“You're insane!” Sasuke said as he backed away, what's with this guy? He just shot someone's head off, it's no big deal? Holy shit, he's got two guns now!

“Here is where you die, Sasuke.” Koga said as he frowned and pulled out the .45 peacemaker, “Less mess then the shotgun, goodbye now.”

-PUKcokooo!!- The gunshot echoed loudly throughout the village.

To be continued…

Kazuki Ferret