"A child living alone… it's really not easy. I'll have to replace this expired milk tomorrow…"
Yūgao thought silently. The son of heroes deserves to be taken care of.
Then, she remembered the other reason for her visit today.
"Tell me, Naruto… can you control… Kyūbi's power?"
This question was taboo.
Yūgao's heart instantly raced.
The year of the Kyūbi Disaster, she was still young, but the destruction left by the fox demon had scarred her forever.
Just seeing the ruins of Konoha back then, one could understand how terrifying a bijū was.
"Kyūbi…? What's that?"
Naruto tilted his head, looking clueless.
"…!"
Yūgao suddenly realized that Naruto might not even know the concept of "tailed beasts."
In reality, most villagers, including basic ninjas, knew nothing about these creatures.
"IT'S ME, YOU LITTLE IDIOT."
Behind the bars of his prison, Kyūbi opened one eye, his voice rumbling in Naruto's mind.
"Oh, so your name is 'Stinky Fox·Kyūbi.'" Naruto nodded, as if learning an insignificant detail.
"'KYŪBI' ALONE, KID!"
The fox demon growled, offended. Even after a thousand years, no one dares disrespect me like this…
Yūgao, seeing Naruto muttering, understood he was talking to Kyūbi.
"So his name is Kyūbi… I control his chakra pretty well." Naruto smiled. "By the way, ANBU Big Brother~, I don't even know your name…"
Behind her mask, Yūgao hesitated.
"My name is… Yūgao."
She lowered her voice. "It's a secret. ANBU members must not reveal their identity. You promise me?"
"Of course! Yūgao-neechan~!"
Naruto beamed with childlike joy, as if he'd made a new friend.
Then, his smile turned slightly mischievous.
"Yūgao-neechan, I have a secret too… Actually, I'm very strong. Stronger than you."
Bait thrown.
Yūgao, still humiliated by being defeated in one hit by a child, couldn't help but react.
"For example, right now…" Naruto raised a finger. "I could still beat you in one move."
"…"
Yūgao wasn't one to be provoked, but the kid's arrogance…
He did knock me out last time…
But the Hokage tasked me with protecting him. If a child is stronger than me, what's my purpose?
"I'll use Kyūbi's power, Yūgao-neechan~."
And suddenly—
BOOM!
The calm air in the room exploded into a storm of crimson chakra!
A demonic face formed on the ceiling, roaring like a wild beast.
"GRROOOAAAH!"
The shockwave hit Yūgao full force.
"—!"
Behind her mask, her eyes widened.
Her violet hair flew behind her, snapping like a flag in a hurricane.
She clenched her teeth, her muscles trembling to resist the pressure.
"This is… impossible… Chakra materialized to this extent…?!"
Before she could react—
**FWOOSH!**
Naruto, now enveloped in an orange chakra cloak, lunged at her!
PAAAN!
Yūgao's last memory before losing consciousness:
- Feral eyes glowing with a blood-red light.
- And… an alarming bulge under Naruto's belt.
THUD.
"Idiot! You went too far! How are you going to handle this now?!"
Kyūbi growled as Yūgao collapsed, knocked out.
The blow Naruto delivered wasn't a simple punch.
Kyūbi's chakra was corrosive—a mental toxin that ate away at the victim's mind.
Even the best medics, like Sakura in the original story, couldn't quickly heal a wound inflicted by this power.
"She'll stay in a coma for at least two days…" Naruto calculated coldly.
But it didn't bother him.
With a click , he removed the ANBU mask.
Yūgao's face appeared, as delicate as a porcelain doll.
Her slightly furrowed brows, her long violet hair scattered on the floor…
And her form-fitting uniform, accentuating every curve of her body.
Naruto breathed harder.
"Yūgao-neechan passed out… It's my fault, I hit too hard. I have to take care of her… until she wakes up."
Kyūbi: "…" (I don't even want to know.)
This time, Naruto didn't take Yūgao to the basement.
*Too cold, too sinister… for a friend.*
Instead, he dragged her to his bedroom.
"Oops."
With a careless gesture, he tossed her onto the bed.
The white sheet contrasted with the unconscious kunoichi's silhouette.
Naruto drew the curtains.
He spread Yūgao's legs, his hands firm on her thighs, and thrust into her with a slow, deep stroke, a hoarse groan escaping him. Her warm, wet walls clenched around him, and he closed his eyes, savoring the sensation.
"It's so good…" He began to move, deep thrusts, the bed creaking under his weight. His hands returned to her breasts, kneading them, his fingers pinching her nipples, his gaze fixed on her sleeping face, her violet hair scattered like a halo.
Yūgao remained still, her body jolting with each thrust, her breasts bouncing under his palms. Naruto quickened his pace, his hips slamming against hers, sweat dripping down his chest.
"Yūgao…" he growled, his voice low, his thoughts clouded by pleasure. He shifted his angle, aiming deeper, his fingers gripping her breasts tighter, leaving red marks on her pale skin.
He leaned in, his lips brushing her neck, his hot breath against her skin. His hands slid to her hips, gripping them to pull her closer, each thrust more brutal, but her body remained limp, surrendered.
The room echoed with the slap of their skin, his deep groans, the scent of their passion saturating the air.
Naruto, on the brink of release, slowed, prolonging the moment, his fingers returning to tease her breasts, pressing them as if to mark her flesh.
I want this to last… he thought, his gaze drifting to her peaceful face, her lips slightly parted.
He finally came, a guttural moan escaping him.