"Alright, that's all for today. Orochimaru, you can leave now," Tsunade said, dismissing him with a wave of her hand.
"We'll call in Jiraiya tomorrow to discuss the rest."
"It's getting late, and I need to get some rest."
Having taken over matters concerning Uchiha Hikaru, Tsunade issued her orders without hesitation.
Orochimaru glanced between Tsunade and Hikaru, eyebrows twitching slightly.
Both of them reeked of alcohol, and their closeness… was unexpected.
At first, he had merely pitied Jiraiya. But after hearing Tsunade's foul temper during their earlier conversation, he found himself thinking:
Jiraiya… maybe you should be grateful. If it were you in his place, you wouldn't last three minutes before Tsunade hit you with one of those monstrous punches.
With that in mind, Orochimaru turned on his heel and quietly left the room.
Now, only Tsunade and Uchiha Hikaru remained in the living room.
Tsunade didn't waste time. She grabbed Hikaru by the arm and dragged him into the bedroom.
"Tonight, I'm going to show you the strength of the Fifth Hokage," she said confidently. "I just wasn't feeling well the last few days."
Hikaru smiled knowingly.
Some people really don't know their limits. They say a strong woman is a powerful force... but
Tsunade still refuses to admit defeat.
T/L : Tried
The room was alive with the crackling of the fireplace and the rustling of silk sheets as Uchiha Hikaru and Tsunade found themselves locked in an intimate embrace. The air was heavy with the scent of their arousal, and every touch sent shivers down their spines. Hikaru's hands roamed over Tsunade's supple body, tracing the contours of her breasts before moving lower to tease the soft folds of her sex. He felt her moan against his lips as he continued to explore her most sensitive spots.
"Hikaru," she breathed his name, her voice hoarse with desire.
He smiled against her neck, his sharp canines glinting in the firelight.
With that, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, claiming her in a passionate kiss that left her gasping for air. His hands found their way back to her hips, pulling her body closer to his as he ground his hips against her. She could feel the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her stomach, and it only fueled the flames of desire burning within her.
Tsunade's fingers dug into his shoulders as he continued to kiss her, their tongues tangling in a dance of lust. His hands moved lower, cupping her ass and lifting her up so that she was wrapped tightly around his cock. She moaned into the kiss, her pussy already dripping with anticipation.
"Fuck me, Hikaru," she whispered. "Please, take me now."
He pulled back, gazing down at her with burning intensity. "You want it rough?"
She nodded eagerly, her heart racing in her chest. "Yes, I need it."
He smiled wickedly, his fangs once again visible in the firelight. "Then beg for it."
Hikaru's command sent shivers down Tsunade's spine, and she felt herself grow wetter at the thought of him taking control. She bit her lip, looking up at him with a mix of fear and lust.
"Please, Hikaru, fuck me hard"
Without another word, he lifted her up and positioned her on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs wide. He pressed his hips against hers, rubbing their throbbing members together as he stared into her eyes. Tsunade gasped as she felt the head of his cock at her entrance, and then he was pushing inside her in one powerful thrust.
She cried out at the sudden invasion of pleasure, her body arching off the bed. Hikaru's hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her still as he began to pound into her in a rhythm that matched the turmoil in his heart. Every time he hit her G-spot, she screamed his name, her body shaking with ecstasy.
"You're so tight, Tsunade," he growled, pulling her hair back and exposing her neck. He nipped at her skin, leaving small love bites as he took her harder and faster. The bed creaked under their frantic movements, but they didn't care. All that mattered was the heat and the passion that flowed between them.
Tsunade's nails dug into shoulders as she met his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving as one. "Harder, Hikaru," she begged. "I need it harder."
He smiled, taking her words as a challenge. With a growl, he slammed into her, the force of the impact causing the bed to groan in protest. Tsunade cried out back arching off the matress as she felt the sensation wash over her. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire and submission, and he he had her completely.
Hikaru slammed into Tsunade's over and over, driving her towards the edge orgasm. She could feel the heat building inside her, a torrent of pleasure to break free. As he reached down to rub her clit, she cried out, her body shuddering in anticipation.
"Come for me, Tsunade," he growled.
And then he felt it – the signs of her impending orgasm. Her pussy clenched around his cock, milking him for every last drop of cum. He thrust one final, feeling his own orgasm building as he watched her face
With a roar, released his seed deep her, filling her the brim. She screamed his name as her orgasm her, waves of pleasure washing over her. Her walls gripped him tightly, milking every last drop from him as he collapsed on top of her.
They lay there for a moment, panting heavily, their hearts racing Tsunade fingers dug into his skin, leaving tiny marks that would soon heal. She looked at him with adoration, her shining in the firelight.
"That was... incredible," she whispered.
The bedroom darkened. The bed creaked. The room descended into chaos and heat, then quieted once more—
only to be awakened again.
—
Tsunade that night:
(＞^w^＜)
o(≥v≤)o
⊙▽⊙
⊙﹏⊙
(＞﹏＜)
≥﹏≤
o(＞﹏＜)o
〒_〒
Hikaru that night:
╯(╯▽╰)╭
╮(╯_╰)╭
o(￣▽￣)o
(〃'▽'〃)
(^▽^)
＼(☆o☆)／
[? (oo) ?]
?? ? ? ? ??
The wind outside howled.
But inside, the Fifth Hokage suffered another tragic defeat... and quietly mourned her loss.
—
The next morning, Uchiha Hikaru pulled a groaning Tsunade out of bed, her body like a puddle of melted clay.
After feeding her a specially crafted military ration pill, her chakra flow stabilized and her strength returned.
Blushing with shame and fury, she thumped him weakly on the chest with her small fist.
It actually hurt.
Hikaru winced. He hadn't expected that. Clearly, he needed to work more on his taijutsu conditioning.
Last night had pushed his stamina to the limit. Thankfully, his chakra reserves carried him through.
But what about next time? Losing to Tsunade would be… humiliating.
After finishing breakfast together, the two left for the Hokage Building, leaving Shizune behind to clean up.
—
Shizune entered Hikaru's bedroom, only to freeze at the doorway.
The sight was… catastrophic.
Sheets torn to ribbons. Two broken bed legs. The scene looked less like aftermath of intimacy and more like a battlefield.
What the hell happened in here last night...?
—
Inside the Hokage office, Uchiha Hikaru, Tsunade, and Orochimaru waited. The only one missing was Jiraiya.
More than thirty minutes passed before the sound of wooden clogs echoed down the hallway.
"Tsunade! You called me—did you finally find a way to heal Naruto?!"
The door burst open.
Then—
"Orochimaru?! Why the hell are you here?!"
Jiraiya immediately adopted a defensive stance. The enthusiasm on his face vanished, replaced by cold suspicion.
Orochimaru simply spread his arms wide in a "what are you gonna do about it?" kind of shrug.
"Jiraiya," Hikaru interjected, "I was the one who brought Orochimaru back. Tsunade and I are working to clear his name."
"Grudges?" Jiraiya blinked, momentarily confused.
Tsunade shut the folder she had been reading and looked at him seriously.
"That's right. The human experiments Orochimaru carried out back then were actually commissioned by Danzo—he operated under the authority of the Third Hokage."
"When Orochimaru failed to become the Fourth Hokage, and after Minato died, Danzo tried to drag Orochimaru and Hiruzen down with him by leaking information about those experiments."
Jiraiya stood silently as the truth settled over him. His gaze shifted from Tsunade to Orochimaru.
Suddenly, everything made sense.
Tsunade no longer referred to the old man as "that geezer." Orochimaru, too, seemed different—less consumed by bitterness.
Was he the only one still clinging to the past?
But that melancholy lasted only a moment before joy bloomed across his face.
Jiraiya strode over to Orochimaru and threw an arm around his shoulders.
"Hahaha! I knew you hadn't really betrayed the village!"
"That's why I never stopped hoping to bring you back!"
"Who would've thought? After all these years, the Three Legendary Sannin of Konoha... reunited at last!"
The scene warmed even Uchiha Hikaru's heart.
Three Kage-level ninja, back together again. With them on Konoha's side, the odds against the Akatsuki just shifted.
We're finally standing on equal footing—
But the danger wasn't over yet.
Hikaru stepped away from the window and approached Tsunade.
"I didn't call Jiraiya here just for a reunion."
"Naruto's condition can wait. Right now, we have more pressing matters."
"You remember your three students from the Hidden Rain Village?"
Jiraiya's face stiffened slightly.
"Nagato, Yahiko, and Konan? Of course I remember. I trained them for three years—they were sharp kids, tough enough to handle anything."
"From what I hear, they're doing pretty well over in the Rain Village these days, right?"
Jiraiya looked proud.
Nagato, bearer of the Rinnegan, was destined to lead them into a brighter future. Jiraiya had always believed that.
"Yahiko may be dead," Hikaru said calmly.
Silence fell.
Jiraiya's expression froze. The pride vanished. Confusion and grief took its place.
"You… you know something…"
Hikaru, Tsunade, and Orochimaru shared everything they had uncovered—including Orochimaru's outlandish theories.
As the truth unraveled, Jiraiya sat quietly, fists clenched.
He thought of Danzo and mentally tore him apart a thousand times—despite the fact he had witnessed Danzo's death with his own eyes.
Still… he couldn't shake the guilt.
I could've stopped this. I had the chance to keep Akatsuki from falling into darkness…
If I had just gone to the battlefield in the Rain during the war… If I had taken care of them properly…
Maybe Yahiko would still be alive.
But regrets were meaningless.
There was no such thing as "what if" in the shinobi world. Only what is.
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