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Chapter 126 - Chapter 126 : Interesting (R-18)

Uchiha Hikaru wasn't surprised that Orochimaru brought up the official leader of the Akatsuki—Tendo Pain, also known as Yahiko.

What did catch him off guard, however, was Orochimaru's theory about Pain being the Sage of Six Paths' illegitimate child.

What the hell?

Damn it… I've taken internal damage just listening to that.

Uchiha Hikaru took another sip of water to soothe his throat. He couldn't let Orochimaru get away with this ridiculousness. It was time to hit back.

"Is that so?"

"It's highly unlikely. In fact, the person you see as the Akatsuki leader might just be a puppet."

"There are many jutsu in the ninja world that allow someone to project their power onto a puppet or vessel."

"I'm sure you know that better than I do."

Orochimaru's expression changed slightly—Hikaru's reminder brought clarity back to his thoughts.

That's right. The current "leader" of the Akatsuki had strange black rods embedded all over his body—most likely chakra receivers. A medium for someone else's control.

The realization only made Orochimaru's craving for the legendary Rinnegan burn hotter.

Forget the Sharingan. Compared to the bloodline of the Sage's son, the eyes of the Sage himself were on a whole other level.

Even if he hadn't mastered the Mangekyō Sharingan yet, so what? As a snake, he had to aim high. If the goal wasn't difficult, it wasn't worth slithering toward.

If he set his sights too low, wouldn't that make him just another useless, lazy serpent basking in the sun?

Driven by renewed ambition, Orochimaru flashed a greasy, tentative smile, and asked cautiously.

"I'm not interested in the Sharingan itself… but could I conduct experiments on Uchiha blood?"

Hikaru gave him a helpless look.

He knew this would happen. Orochimaru's desire to dig into every forbidden secret was insatiable. That was the whole reason he pursued immortality in the first place—so he'd have time to learn everything.

Hikaru nodded.

"Sure. The clan has plenty of eyes left behind by deceased members. I can get you some."

"But don't expect Mangekyō. Those are rare, and the few that exist are already in use."

"There are only a handful of them in the entire Uchiha clan."

Orochimaru's heart fluttered with anticipation.

This was more than he hoped for—access to real Sharingan for experimentation?

He pressed on, pushing his luck even further.

"And your blood...?"

"Get lost! Absolutely not!"

Hikaru jumped down from the table and took several steps back, a chill running down his spine.

This damn snake had no boundaries.

There was no way in hell he was going to let Orochimaru get his hands on his DNA. The last thing he needed was for this guy to clone an "Uchiha Hikaru" or, worse, an "Orochi Hikaru."

A kid born from both of them?

Just thinking about it made his skin crawl.

Hikaru glared.

"My blood is off-limits. Period."

"Oh, and Tsunade's too. Don't even think about it."

"But if you get anyone else's blood through legitimate means, I don't care."

That's when it struck him—Itachi.

Now that could be fun.

Just imagining Itachi's reaction to seeing a clone of himself—or worse, a "child" created from his blood—was enough to make Hikaru smirk.

Orochimaru, meanwhile, processed the rejection as expected… and immediately started thinking about alternatives.

Exactly as Hikaru hoped—his mind landed on the same person.

Itachi Uchiha.

In perfect sync, the two men came to the same conclusion without saying a word.

One was doing it for amusement. The other, for scientific curiosity.

They exchanged a knowing smile.

Once their business concluded, Uchiha Hikaru left the Academy, while Orochimaru began preparing for his next grotesque masterpiece.

Outside, Hikaru was met by Anko leaning casually against the doorway.

Before he could say a word, she charged forward and crashed into his chest, wrapping her arms around him in a bear hug.

She leaned in close to his ear, voice low and sultry.

"It's been two months~"

"I've hit a wall in my chakra training lately."

"~ Come home with me. My place is huge. You can help me improve my Taijutsu."

Faced with that kind of invitation, how could Hikaru say no?

They arrived at Anko's house. As soon as the door closed, she tossed a shuriken from her sleeve—its wire wrapping around the windows and drawing the curtains.

She shot him a flirty glance.

"How's my Shuriken Jutsu? You taught me well, didn't you~?"

As she spoke, her khaki cloak slipped off her shoulders and down her back, landing in a heap.

Beneath it, she wore nothing but a black mesh bodysuit beneath a semi-transparent black wrap.

Her hands were outstretched, gripping the wires, and she moved to the red leather sofa with deliberate grace. She wore tight combat pants, and faint red lines were still visible on her thighs from the skirt she had worn earlier.

As she crossed her legs, a black strap caught Hikaru's eye.

"Check my form. Am I doing it right?"

Anko's arms remained outstretched, mimicking a restrained pose. Her eyes burned with heat and intent as she "applied for instruction" with zero pretense.

Strands of hair clung to her lips and cheeks, just slightly tousled—adding a dangerous charm.

Hikaru stepped forward, lifting her chin.

His eyes sharpened, filled with intensity and challenge.

The Uchiha were warriors, born and bred.

There was no way he'd back down from this kind of fight.

He accepted her challenge.

...

..T/L : How Can I Improve?.

Without another word, Hikaru picked her up bridal-style and carried her to his bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed, his eyes devouring her body as she lay spread out before him. He kicked off his shoes and began to undress, his powerful muscles flexing with each movement. Anko watched hungrily as he removed his shirt, revealing a well-defined chest covered in intricate tattoos.

Hikaru crawled onto the bed next to her, his heavy breathing filling the room. He traced a finger down her cheek before running it along her jawline and down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He leaned in to capture her lips once again, his tongue dancing with hers in a passionate tango.

Their clothes scattered on the floor, they locked eyes as Hikaru positioned himself between Anko's spread legs. He looked down at her, his eyes dark and intense, as he slowly pushed into her moist heat. Anko gasped at the initial pain, but soon found herself lost in the sensation of being filled by him. Hikaru's powerful thrusts drove them both closer to the edge of pleasure.

As he moved inside her, his hands found their way to her breasts, massaging and squeezing them as he took her harder and faster. Anko arched her back, moaning in ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around him, urging him to go deeper. Their hips met in a primal rhythm, their bodies moving as one.

With every thrust, Hikaru's hips slapped against her ass cheeks, causing a delicious sting that only heightened her arousal. He reached down to play with her clit, his rough fingers sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She couldn't believe how good it felt to be taken by him like this.

The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, moans of pleasure, and heavy breathing. They were both lost in the moment, their minds blanketed by the overwhelming sensation of desire. Anko felt herself getting closer and closer to the brink, her body tensing up in anticipation.

Suddenly, Hikaru pulled out of her and buried his face in her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. "I'm going to make you come so hard," he growled before thrusting back inside her, harder than before. Anko's walls squeezed around him, milking his cock as she climaxed. Her screams echoed through the room, fueled by the intensity of her orgasm.

Panting heavily, Hikaru withdrew from Anko and leaned over her, his chest heaving. Sweat glistened on their bodies as they caught their breath. He leaned down to kiss her softly, their tongues dancing together in a slow, sensual dance.

"That was amazing," Anko whispered, her eyes filled with love and lust.

Hikaru smiled wickedly. "I'm not done with you yet." He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of lubricant. He poured some onto his fingers and began to work them inside her, stretching her tight channel further. Anko gasped at the feeling, but she couldn't deny how much it turned her on.

He then grabbed a condom and rolled it onto his impressive length. With a swift thrust, he was back inside her, filling her up completely. He started off slow, but soon picked up the pace, hitting her G-spot with every deep stroke. Anko's moans grew louder as she felt herself getting close to another orgasm.

His hands found their way to her breasts once again, pinching and pulling on her nipples. The combined sensations were too much for her to handle. With a loud cry, she came for a second time. Hikaru pumped into her furiously, his own release imminent.

As he emptied himself inside her, he leaned down to capture her lips once again. Their tongues tangled in a messy dance as their hearts together. Finally, spent, they lay together in a heap on the bed, their bodies cooling in the afterglow.

...

By the time evening rolled around, Uchiha Hikaru had thoroughly made up for two months of missed "instruction."

Anko lay sprawled across the dining table, drenched in sweat, her combat gear torn and hanging in shreds.

The intensity of their "training" had drained her of all strength—she could barely twitch, her eyes glassy and unfocused, her thighs still trembling.

Hikaru sat lazily on the sofa, flicked his finger to ignite a flame, lit a cigarette, and took a slow, satisfied drag.

Yes, her technique had improved greatly.

He was impressed.

"Carry me to the bedroom," Anko murmured breathlessly. "I'll show you the new summoning creature my teacher gave me… It's a little snake that glows in the dark~"

That immediately caught Hikaru's attention.

A glowing snake?

Who could resist that?

He scooped her up in his arms and headed to the room.

Anko, using the momentum, flicked a switch on the wall with her foot.

The lights turned a soft violet.

There was no glowing snake in sight.

Just a few red silk ribbons… scattered on the bed.

"I've been tricked. Since when do snakes glow?"

You dare deceive the Hokage's assistant?

There was only one appropriate response now.

Punishment.

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