Chapter 84 - Arc XIIii: What If?- Chapter 1
Submitted January 28, 2010 Updated August 25, 2012 Status Complete | My OC is forced to play servant to Naruto and Sakura. He must ignore his own dreams to see that Sakura and Naruto live happily ever after- either as a couple, or as the two strongest shinobi ever.
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Chapter 84 - Arc XIIii: What If?- Chapter 1
Chapter 84 - Arc XIIii: What If?- Chapter 1
-Miko
Miko, Yuji, and Shoki had lived the first four months of their six-month exile peacefully. It was such an odd thing, to not be fighting all the time. They were truly alone out here in the wilderness. And yet…
And yet it was great. They had really spruced up their cottage. For the first time in his life, Shoki had his own bedroom, decorated however he liked. He had the toys of a boy his age, and he learned from his sister and Yuji. Miko taught him things like math and calligraphy; Yuji taught him shinobi arts and history. The only thing he missed out on were friends, but Yuji and Miko were close enough in age to be both elders and contemporaries, so that was a small loss.
Yuji’s arms raised the axe, took aim, and then fell down. The log he was aiming for split in half perfectly. Yuji took the two pieces and threw them on to a sizeable pile.
Looking up to the sky, his hand held to shield his eyes from the sun, Yuji smiled into the perfection of the day. If this was punishment…
Pulling off his undershirt, Yuji used it to wipe his sweaty brow, arms and chest. His arms and chest had developed further from this manual labor, and any trace of fat he’d had on his body was long obliterated. Miko was a good cook, but Yuji was predisposed to not eating very much. That was good. More for Shoki.
Leaning on his axe, catching his breath, Yuji looked at his hand. Yup, it was still there. His ring.
Miko wore it’s mate, and Yuji had been amazed. He couldn’t believe he was engaged at this point of his life! He was only twenty-one; Miko was seventeen. No, he corrected himself. She was eighteen. Today, in fact. It was her birthday.
-
Miko was a picture of beauty. Her long hair was pulled into a loose ponytail as she worked. She wore light make-up, though her features did not need it so to speak. It was fun getting to be a ‘girl’ for a change. Normally, she was still stuck in priestess mode, where she didn’t have to worry so much about cosmetic attractiveness. It was nice to let her hair down, so to speak. It was fun dressing up for…
For Yuji, she reminded herself, smiling. She had finally agreed to be his wife. After finding out how well they complimented each other, it had seemed only natural. They were comfortable with each other, and Shoki had certainly hinted that he would enjoy having Yuji as an uncle. A matchmaker at his age…
Yuji re-entered the house, his shirt still off, and his body still sweating. Miko looked at him, letting herself feel the longing that was natural. No longer being Uzume, she was free to act as a girl. And that meant to allow herself to be attracted to men sexually. And right now, that longing was strong.
Yuji had been great. He’d admitted loving her, at first as a friend, but more recently regarded his feelings as romantic. He hadn’t attempted to touch her sexually, instead holding her at arm’s length, letting her decide when she felt comfortable with getting closer.
At 3:10 this afternoon, she would allow herself to be with him. Finally. She’s longed for him, if she was honest with herself. Being a priestess didn’t mean she was exempt from the normal biological stirrings that went with your development years (and did not necessarily lessen into adulthood).
Lost in thought, Miko jumped when Yuji’s arms wrapped around her midsection from behind. He kissed her cheek gently.
“Happy Birthday, beautiful.”
She turned to face him. He protested, saying he was sweaty, but she pulled herself into him anyway. They were nearly the same height, so it was a simple matter to lean up just a bit to plant a kiss on his lips. It was a sweet, innocent kiss.
“Yuji…it’s time we got closer. Shoki is going to be gone. To town, to run some errands for me. So I was wondering if you’d like to… take a bath…with me?”
She had been worried he’d refuse. They’d built a great little stone bath outside, and occasionally bathed as a group (semi-clothed or towel-clad). The water was warm and pleasant, and the thought of being held in that water by someone who she associated with warmth and safety appealed to her. Sex was a matter of intimacy, after all. She was prepared to trust this man with all she was.
I never foresaw this. That I would be his ‘chosen’. My own future was obscured whenever I tried to read it. I should have guessed. But then, it wouldn’t be so much fun to have all the answers.
Yuji grinned, blushing. God knew he was looking forward to this.
“As cute as you look in those clothes,” he told her, noting her penchant for dressing incredibly cutely. Today she was wearing a black dress that fell to past her knees with a white blouse fringed with lace. With a big, red bow in her hair holding her ponytail in place, she could have been an adorable schoolgirl.
“I think I’m curious about how those clothes would look on the floor.”
It seemed a little odd, thinking of Miko as a sexual creature. She was so pure and innocent. But at the same time, he’d stopped thinking of sex as dirty. He had decided that making love to the woman he loved was neither dirty nor indecent.
-
Both wearing yukata, they met in the bath. They carried their towels, meaning they were naked under their robes.
“I think…me first,” Miko spoke in a what was just a little above a whisper. She untied her yukata, then reached up to untie the bow in her hair.
Yuji drew in a breath of anticipation and surprise. She was amazing! Her hair fluttered out just as her robe pooled around her feet. She was naked now, her skin smooth and white. She had medium-sized, perky breasts, a tight, flat little stomach, and a beautifully shaped little butt. With her arms over her head, smoothing her hair, nothing was hidden, and Yuji couldn’t pull his eyes away.
Miko came to him, opening his yukata with her hand just enough to slip it inside, rubbing his chest. She kissed him gently; lovingly.
“Now you, then…”
It was so cute that she was nervous. And thank God, because Yuji knew he was nervous as hell himself! He looked down to see Miko on her knees, untying the knot on the obi that held his Yukata closed. Once that was done, she stood back up, holding his shoulders. She slid her hands back, and his yukata fell from his body, leaving him naked as well.
Neither one covered up in shame. They behaved like kids at first, openly staring in curiosity at each other’s bodies. Then Miko slid forward into him, he arms wrapping around his neck. His hands moved automatically, reaching around her waist and upper back. The touch of her creamy skin was both sensual and innocent.
She murmured words into his chest; his hand stroked her hair. Their eyes met, locked in a passionate embrace. Then they kissed, lightly at first. Their kiss grew deeper quickly.
Miko broke the embrace, holding Yuji’s hands. She tugged him toward the water.
“Come..sit…”
He sat down on a stone step he had put in for just that purpose. Miko sat on his lap. Their chests locked together. Miko spread her legs as she sat on his lap, putting her knees on either side of his body.
“I love you, Yuji. I love you.”
She slid closer, until it was up to Yuji to complete their connection. He kissed her once more, this time on the forehead, acknowledging that things would now be different. But they were ready for that step.
“I love you, too, Miko. Thank you for being with me. I can’t wait to marry you.”
With that, he made the final connection, eliciting a gasp from Miko. She moved even closer, though it seemed to be causing her discomfort at first. But she moved regardless, until she could kiss him again.
They were connected now, body and soul.
--
Shoki didn’t find it odd that his sister and his mentor were now sharing a bed. He took it in stride, murmuring that it was ‘about time’ that they hooked up. Miko looked more beautiful and more at peace than before. She seemed to take please in simply being able to kiss Yuji goodbye when he went off on an errand, or to be there to help Yuji if his anxiety became too much to bear.
Shoki made sure to leave them alone at least once a week, understanding that they needed their time together. They were adjusting to this new life. This life was to last at least two more months, and by all indications, even longer.
When Shoki came home, carrying food for dinner, he found Yuji and Miko sitting together in front of the fire, their hands intertwined. Both were holding a book with the other hand, smiling in a relaxed way. It made Shoki feel happy that he had a family, even if it’s wasn’t a conventional one. His mother figure was his half-sister; his father-figure/big brother was his mentor. But even this little bit of a normal life appealed to him.
“Shoki?” Miko’s voice drifted through the air melodiously. She let Yuji’s hand go to stand up. “We’ve decided to buy the house and stay here. Yuji will still be working for the Leaf. He’s been working on a teleportation jutsu that will allow him to commute. But this means there are more options for you…”
Shoki looked confused, his gaze moving back and forth between Miko and Yuji. Yuji finally took the initiative and told him what was going on.
“We live in dangerous times, Shoki. Very dangerous times. And as such, there are things that we all need to do- however distasteful- to survive.”
Yuji paused to clear his throat, making Shoki more uneasy. Yuji was not one to hesitate when it came to important things.
“I think it’s best if you attend the Leaf’s Ninja Academy.”
Shoki didn’t like the idea of that, but he had lived long enough to know that he should ask why before losing his cool. He did so.
Yuji ran his hand through his hair, looking away for a moment.
“I…I’m worried about Pain. He has his sites set on you. Were he to mobilize all at his command, there’s a good chance he might defeat us. And you aren’t helpless, but all the same, you’d be much safer in the Leaf Village, surrounded by shinobi and protected by a Legend.”
“It isn’t as if we’re kicking you out! You will always have a home here. And if you want to commute to school, that’s fine. But please…really think about it, okay?” Miko pleaded, resting her hand on Yuji’s shoulder.
Yuji continued, saying, “There are some things I can’t teach you. Others are more suited toward certain styles of combat that you may love. Plus, you should make friends. Training alone gets old very quickly. Finding a rival can help you learn…”
Shoki couldn’t believe what he was hearing. In his mind, these were not his parents. They were not ones to make decisions like this. He’d been alone for so long. And now, he’d finally found two people whom he could love, and the first thing they do is try to get rid of him?
“I get it,” Shoki said slowly. He stood up from his seat, looking back and forth between Yuji and Miko. “I get it,” he repeated. “You two want me gone so you can have sex more often!”
Yuji and Miko exchanged glances. They had expected this reaction, despite doing all they could to avoid it.
“Your feelings about this are natural, and understandable…” Yuji began, realizing too late that his voice was placating; rather like a father scolding a child.
SMACK!
Shoki’s fist connected with Yuji’s face in tandem with Shoki’s shout that Yuji could ‘Go to hell’. Yuji didn’t block it. He managed to turn his head just in time to avoid getting his nose broken, but other than that the punch connected full-power.
Shoki stormed out, ignoring Miko’s plea to return. When that didn’t work, Miko focused on helping Yuji up.
“Did he hit you that hard?” she asked.
“Hard enough,” Yuji replied to what would have otherwise been a stupid question, except for the unstated ‘normally you would have dodged that’. “I’m sort of proud, in a backward way. But I hoped he’d take that a little better. Not that I don‘t get it,” he added at the end, massaging his jaw. Dislocated for sure. “I owed him that.”
Miko felt Yuji’s face, then quickly snapped his jaw back into place, pretending not to hear the barely audible curse he uttered. He made it a point not to swear in front of her, though in this case she wouldn’t have held it against him.
“It’s not your fault. Or mine. Or his, really. He’s just found out about having me as a half-sister, and you’re his mentor. It’s all happening so quickly. I’m pretty overwhelmed myself,” Miko admitted, sitting down.
Yuji set down next to her, putting an arm around her shoulder. He gazed at her, trying to speak carefully, so as not to offend the other person in his life at the moment.
“If you want to take things slower between us…I mean, I’ll understand. You’re just eighteen; there’s no reason to rush.”
Miko settled her head against his shoulder, sliding closer. “I can’t imagine being with anyone else. I love you so much, Yuji.”
Yuji laid his head on hers, reaching for her hand. Their fingers intertwined as their bodies strained to get closer.
“I love you, Miko. And in two months, when this exile is done, I can’t wait to be married to you. I can’t wait to start…well, continue this life with you. I just hope Shoki will forgive us. I want him to be part of it, too.”
Miko exhaled, snuggling her head into him more. “He had a point about the sex, though.”
Yuji was shocked. He didn’t know Miko thought like that. He looked at her in surprise, to find her blushing back, but grinning big time.
“I couldn’t resist. I think there’s something about you that women enjoy teasing. It just slipped out.”
Yuji gave her a half-smile and pulled her closer, until she was all but on his lap.
“You know, that was mean. I think you should make it up to me…”
Suggestion was all over his voice. Miko teased him by running her hand under his shirt. Her fingers navigated up and down his chest.
“Any suggestions?”
Miko, Yuji, and Shoki had lived the first four months of their six-month exile peacefully. It was such an odd thing, to not be fighting all the time. They were truly alone out here in the wilderness. And yet…
And yet it was great. They had really spruced up their cottage. For the first time in his life, Shoki had his own bedroom, decorated however he liked. He had the toys of a boy his age, and he learned from his sister and Yuji. Miko taught him things like math and calligraphy; Yuji taught him shinobi arts and history. The only thing he missed out on were friends, but Yuji and Miko were close enough in age to be both elders and contemporaries, so that was a small loss.
Yuji’s arms raised the axe, took aim, and then fell down. The log he was aiming for split in half perfectly. Yuji took the two pieces and threw them on to a sizeable pile.
Looking up to the sky, his hand held to shield his eyes from the sun, Yuji smiled into the perfection of the day. If this was punishment…
Pulling off his undershirt, Yuji used it to wipe his sweaty brow, arms and chest. His arms and chest had developed further from this manual labor, and any trace of fat he’d had on his body was long obliterated. Miko was a good cook, but Yuji was predisposed to not eating very much. That was good. More for Shoki.
Leaning on his axe, catching his breath, Yuji looked at his hand. Yup, it was still there. His ring.
Miko wore it’s mate, and Yuji had been amazed. He couldn’t believe he was engaged at this point of his life! He was only twenty-one; Miko was seventeen. No, he corrected himself. She was eighteen. Today, in fact. It was her birthday.
-
Miko was a picture of beauty. Her long hair was pulled into a loose ponytail as she worked. She wore light make-up, though her features did not need it so to speak. It was fun getting to be a ‘girl’ for a change. Normally, she was still stuck in priestess mode, where she didn’t have to worry so much about cosmetic attractiveness. It was nice to let her hair down, so to speak. It was fun dressing up for…
For Yuji, she reminded herself, smiling. She had finally agreed to be his wife. After finding out how well they complimented each other, it had seemed only natural. They were comfortable with each other, and Shoki had certainly hinted that he would enjoy having Yuji as an uncle. A matchmaker at his age…
Yuji re-entered the house, his shirt still off, and his body still sweating. Miko looked at him, letting herself feel the longing that was natural. No longer being Uzume, she was free to act as a girl. And that meant to allow herself to be attracted to men sexually. And right now, that longing was strong.
Yuji had been great. He’d admitted loving her, at first as a friend, but more recently regarded his feelings as romantic. He hadn’t attempted to touch her sexually, instead holding her at arm’s length, letting her decide when she felt comfortable with getting closer.
At 3:10 this afternoon, she would allow herself to be with him. Finally. She’s longed for him, if she was honest with herself. Being a priestess didn’t mean she was exempt from the normal biological stirrings that went with your development years (and did not necessarily lessen into adulthood).
Lost in thought, Miko jumped when Yuji’s arms wrapped around her midsection from behind. He kissed her cheek gently.
“Happy Birthday, beautiful.”
She turned to face him. He protested, saying he was sweaty, but she pulled herself into him anyway. They were nearly the same height, so it was a simple matter to lean up just a bit to plant a kiss on his lips. It was a sweet, innocent kiss.
“Yuji…it’s time we got closer. Shoki is going to be gone. To town, to run some errands for me. So I was wondering if you’d like to… take a bath…with me?”
She had been worried he’d refuse. They’d built a great little stone bath outside, and occasionally bathed as a group (semi-clothed or towel-clad). The water was warm and pleasant, and the thought of being held in that water by someone who she associated with warmth and safety appealed to her. Sex was a matter of intimacy, after all. She was prepared to trust this man with all she was.
I never foresaw this. That I would be his ‘chosen’. My own future was obscured whenever I tried to read it. I should have guessed. But then, it wouldn’t be so much fun to have all the answers.
Yuji grinned, blushing. God knew he was looking forward to this.
“As cute as you look in those clothes,” he told her, noting her penchant for dressing incredibly cutely. Today she was wearing a black dress that fell to past her knees with a white blouse fringed with lace. With a big, red bow in her hair holding her ponytail in place, she could have been an adorable schoolgirl.
“I think I’m curious about how those clothes would look on the floor.”
It seemed a little odd, thinking of Miko as a sexual creature. She was so pure and innocent. But at the same time, he’d stopped thinking of sex as dirty. He had decided that making love to the woman he loved was neither dirty nor indecent.
-
Both wearing yukata, they met in the bath. They carried their towels, meaning they were naked under their robes.
“I think…me first,” Miko spoke in a what was just a little above a whisper. She untied her yukata, then reached up to untie the bow in her hair.
Yuji drew in a breath of anticipation and surprise. She was amazing! Her hair fluttered out just as her robe pooled around her feet. She was naked now, her skin smooth and white. She had medium-sized, perky breasts, a tight, flat little stomach, and a beautifully shaped little butt. With her arms over her head, smoothing her hair, nothing was hidden, and Yuji couldn’t pull his eyes away.
Miko came to him, opening his yukata with her hand just enough to slip it inside, rubbing his chest. She kissed him gently; lovingly.
“Now you, then…”
It was so cute that she was nervous. And thank God, because Yuji knew he was nervous as hell himself! He looked down to see Miko on her knees, untying the knot on the obi that held his Yukata closed. Once that was done, she stood back up, holding his shoulders. She slid her hands back, and his yukata fell from his body, leaving him naked as well.
Neither one covered up in shame. They behaved like kids at first, openly staring in curiosity at each other’s bodies. Then Miko slid forward into him, he arms wrapping around his neck. His hands moved automatically, reaching around her waist and upper back. The touch of her creamy skin was both sensual and innocent.
She murmured words into his chest; his hand stroked her hair. Their eyes met, locked in a passionate embrace. Then they kissed, lightly at first. Their kiss grew deeper quickly.
Miko broke the embrace, holding Yuji’s hands. She tugged him toward the water.
“Come..sit…”
He sat down on a stone step he had put in for just that purpose. Miko sat on his lap. Their chests locked together. Miko spread her legs as she sat on his lap, putting her knees on either side of his body.
“I love you, Yuji. I love you.”
She slid closer, until it was up to Yuji to complete their connection. He kissed her once more, this time on the forehead, acknowledging that things would now be different. But they were ready for that step.
“I love you, too, Miko. Thank you for being with me. I can’t wait to marry you.”
With that, he made the final connection, eliciting a gasp from Miko. She moved even closer, though it seemed to be causing her discomfort at first. But she moved regardless, until she could kiss him again.
They were connected now, body and soul.
--
Shoki didn’t find it odd that his sister and his mentor were now sharing a bed. He took it in stride, murmuring that it was ‘about time’ that they hooked up. Miko looked more beautiful and more at peace than before. She seemed to take please in simply being able to kiss Yuji goodbye when he went off on an errand, or to be there to help Yuji if his anxiety became too much to bear.
Shoki made sure to leave them alone at least once a week, understanding that they needed their time together. They were adjusting to this new life. This life was to last at least two more months, and by all indications, even longer.
When Shoki came home, carrying food for dinner, he found Yuji and Miko sitting together in front of the fire, their hands intertwined. Both were holding a book with the other hand, smiling in a relaxed way. It made Shoki feel happy that he had a family, even if it’s wasn’t a conventional one. His mother figure was his half-sister; his father-figure/big brother was his mentor. But even this little bit of a normal life appealed to him.
“Shoki?” Miko’s voice drifted through the air melodiously. She let Yuji’s hand go to stand up. “We’ve decided to buy the house and stay here. Yuji will still be working for the Leaf. He’s been working on a teleportation jutsu that will allow him to commute. But this means there are more options for you…”
Shoki looked confused, his gaze moving back and forth between Miko and Yuji. Yuji finally took the initiative and told him what was going on.
“We live in dangerous times, Shoki. Very dangerous times. And as such, there are things that we all need to do- however distasteful- to survive.”
Yuji paused to clear his throat, making Shoki more uneasy. Yuji was not one to hesitate when it came to important things.
“I think it’s best if you attend the Leaf’s Ninja Academy.”
Shoki didn’t like the idea of that, but he had lived long enough to know that he should ask why before losing his cool. He did so.
Yuji ran his hand through his hair, looking away for a moment.
“I…I’m worried about Pain. He has his sites set on you. Were he to mobilize all at his command, there’s a good chance he might defeat us. And you aren’t helpless, but all the same, you’d be much safer in the Leaf Village, surrounded by shinobi and protected by a Legend.”
“It isn’t as if we’re kicking you out! You will always have a home here. And if you want to commute to school, that’s fine. But please…really think about it, okay?” Miko pleaded, resting her hand on Yuji’s shoulder.
Yuji continued, saying, “There are some things I can’t teach you. Others are more suited toward certain styles of combat that you may love. Plus, you should make friends. Training alone gets old very quickly. Finding a rival can help you learn…”
Shoki couldn’t believe what he was hearing. In his mind, these were not his parents. They were not ones to make decisions like this. He’d been alone for so long. And now, he’d finally found two people whom he could love, and the first thing they do is try to get rid of him?
“I get it,” Shoki said slowly. He stood up from his seat, looking back and forth between Yuji and Miko. “I get it,” he repeated. “You two want me gone so you can have sex more often!”
Yuji and Miko exchanged glances. They had expected this reaction, despite doing all they could to avoid it.
“Your feelings about this are natural, and understandable…” Yuji began, realizing too late that his voice was placating; rather like a father scolding a child.
SMACK!
Shoki’s fist connected with Yuji’s face in tandem with Shoki’s shout that Yuji could ‘Go to hell’. Yuji didn’t block it. He managed to turn his head just in time to avoid getting his nose broken, but other than that the punch connected full-power.
Shoki stormed out, ignoring Miko’s plea to return. When that didn’t work, Miko focused on helping Yuji up.
“Did he hit you that hard?” she asked.
“Hard enough,” Yuji replied to what would have otherwise been a stupid question, except for the unstated ‘normally you would have dodged that’. “I’m sort of proud, in a backward way. But I hoped he’d take that a little better. Not that I don‘t get it,” he added at the end, massaging his jaw. Dislocated for sure. “I owed him that.”
Miko felt Yuji’s face, then quickly snapped his jaw back into place, pretending not to hear the barely audible curse he uttered. He made it a point not to swear in front of her, though in this case she wouldn’t have held it against him.
“It’s not your fault. Or mine. Or his, really. He’s just found out about having me as a half-sister, and you’re his mentor. It’s all happening so quickly. I’m pretty overwhelmed myself,” Miko admitted, sitting down.
Yuji set down next to her, putting an arm around her shoulder. He gazed at her, trying to speak carefully, so as not to offend the other person in his life at the moment.
“If you want to take things slower between us…I mean, I’ll understand. You’re just eighteen; there’s no reason to rush.”
Miko settled her head against his shoulder, sliding closer. “I can’t imagine being with anyone else. I love you so much, Yuji.”
Yuji laid his head on hers, reaching for her hand. Their fingers intertwined as their bodies strained to get closer.
“I love you, Miko. And in two months, when this exile is done, I can’t wait to be married to you. I can’t wait to start…well, continue this life with you. I just hope Shoki will forgive us. I want him to be part of it, too.”
Miko exhaled, snuggling her head into him more. “He had a point about the sex, though.”
Yuji was shocked. He didn’t know Miko thought like that. He looked at her in surprise, to find her blushing back, but grinning big time.
“I couldn’t resist. I think there’s something about you that women enjoy teasing. It just slipped out.”
Yuji gave her a half-smile and pulled her closer, until she was all but on his lap.
“You know, that was mean. I think you should make it up to me…”
Suggestion was all over his voice. Miko teased him by running her hand under his shirt. Her fingers navigated up and down his chest.
“Any suggestions?”
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YunieXTidus on January 18, 2012, 1:55:31 PM
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I really like this. In a way, I almost like miko and Yuji better than azami and Yuji as a couple. There's just something so simple, so innocent about their relationship, even as lovers. It's refreshing.andr28a on December 22, 2011, 8:26:37 AM
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Ohh ho ho, that was very near the border my friend, very near. But you did a good job in 'containing' what you were going for in this chapter.