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A Life in the Hidden Leaf
Chapter 14 - Part 2
Gods, not now, she thought, jaw clenched tight as another warm leak of milk trailed down the curve of one breast. Her thighs rubbed together again, the friction only making the ache worse. She could practically feel his cum from before still inside her, shifting with every movement, a filthy reminder that made her pussy throb harder. I need him. Need him to bend me over and fuck the stress out of me until I can't think about anything but his cock. She forced a slow breath, golden eyes narrowing back on the battlefield. Later. If we live through this, I'm dragging him somewhere private and making him drain these tits dry while he ruins me again.
She slammed her hands down in a decisive seal, splitting more Katsuyu bodies across the village. Massive slugs materialized in bursts of white smoke, their slick forms positioning to shield clusters of people. Green healing chakra poured out in waves, mending wounds and calming panic where it could. Tsunade poured more of her own chakra into the connection, feeling the drain but pushing through it. Her massive tits heaved with the effort, nipples still stiff and leaking steadily into the robe, the damp fabric rubbing against them with every commanding gesture.
Yasuo kept working the streets without pause. He sliced through another bird summon's wing with a Wind-infused kunai, the blade cutting clean and sending the creature crashing into the ground in a tangle of feathers and broken limbs. Two academy kids were trapped under nearby debris from the impact. He hauled the rubble aside quickly, then ran a fast medical check—scrapes, bruises, nothing deep. One kid had a nasty gash on his arm that he sealed with a quick pulse of green chakra.
"Run straight for the big slugs," he told them firmly, helping the smaller one to their feet. "Don't look back. Stay close and keep moving."
The kids nodded shakily, the older one gripping his friend's shoulder. "O-okay… thank you!" They took off toward the glowing forms of Katsuyu, feet pounding the cracked pavement. Yasuo watched them for a split second to make sure they cleared the immediate danger, then turned toward the next pocket of chaos.
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Kakashi had intercepted the Deva Path in a half-collapsed street lined with rubble. The orange-haired figure in the red-cloud cloak stood calm amid the destruction, Rinnegan eyes glowing faint purple. Two shinobi lay injured nearby—one groaning weakly as he tried to crawl away, the other too still, blood pooling under his head. The Deva Path had been reaching for the conscious one, a black chakra receiver rod already forming in its hand, ready to extract whatever information it could before ending the man's life.
"Not happening," Kakashi said, voice steady but edged with exhaustion and resolve. He appeared in a flicker of movement, Lightning Cutter already crackling to life in his hand, the blue-white blade humming with lethal energy as he aimed straight for the Path's exposed side. "You're not taking anyone else today."
The Deva Path didn't dodge. It simply raised one hand, palm out. The air warped violently around it. Kakashi's strike slammed into an invisible wall of repulsive force. The impact exploded outward in a concussive blast that sent him skidding back across the broken pavement. His cloak tore at the edges, his mask half-covered in dust and grit. Pain flared through his ribs from the sudden stop, but he caught himself on one knee, Sharingan spinning rapidly as he assessed the threat.
"Interference only prolongs the pain," the Deva Path said. Its voice was flat and mechanical, carrying clearly over the distant roars of summons and the crackle of nearby fires, like it didn't need to raise its volume to be heard. "This village clings to hatred. Surrender the jinchuriki and end the cycle."
Kakashi straightened slowly, wiping dust from his eyes. His breath came measured, controlled. "You talk like you know suffering. But all I see is another monster tearing apart what people built. Jiraiya-sensei would be disappointed."
He formed seals fast, chakra surging. A Lightning Shadow Clone popped into existence beside him, identical down to the determined set of the jaw. The clone blurred forward immediately, Lightning Cutter blazing in its hand as it closed on the Deva Path from the side. The real Kakashi hung back, watching.
The Deva Path repelled it without effort. Shinra Tensei erupted again—the force hit the clone like a hammer, sending it flying backward into a half-standing wall. The clone impacted with a crunch of stone and dispersed in a crackle of electricity and smoke. But the test had done its job. Kakashi felt the way the air shifted, the precise push and pull radiating from the Path. It wasn't random. It was controlled.
"Gravity manipulation," Kakashi muttered under his breath, Sharingan narrowing. "That's how it works. Push and pull on command."
The realization barely had time to settle before the situation worsened. The Asura Path arrived without warning, mechanical arms unfolding from its back with a series of metallic whirs and clicks that sounded too loud in the ruined street. Its shoulders and forearms opened, launching a fiery barrage of missiles that streaked through the air with smoking trails.
Kakashi dodged the first two with sharp, precise movements, leaping over one and sliding under the second. The third clipped a pile of rubble near him, the explosion sending him tumbling hard across the ground. Pain exploded in his side as debris raked his arm. The two Paths moved together now—Asura laying down suppressing fire with more missiles and extending mechanical limbs while the Deva Path advanced steadily, rods ready.
Kakashi tried to create distance, slamming his hands to the ground. Earth Release surged up in a sudden wall meant to bind the Deva Path's legs. It rose fast, stone cracking as it closed around the target. But it didn't hold. The Deva Path simply raised its hand again. Shinra Tensei repelled the stone apart in a spray of fragments. Asura's mechanical limbs extended further—one long arm slamming into Kakashi's side with brutal force, driving him into the ground. The impact knocked the wind out of him. Rubble collapsed over his legs and one arm—broken beams and chunks of wall pinning him down hard.
Pain flared sharp and hot through his body. Kakashi coughed dust and blood, trying to push up with his free arm. The weight pressed on his chest, making every breath a struggle. The Deva Path stood over the pile of debris, rod in hand, preparing to finish it.
Then the ground shook harder. Two massive figures crashed in from the side—Chōza and Chōji Akimichi in full giant form, their bodies expanded to enormous size. Chōza's colossal fist came down like a hammer on the Asura Path, driving it into the cracked street with a ground-shaking impact that sent cracks spiderwebbing outward. The force of the blow crumpled metal and tore through armor with a screech of protesting steel. Chōji followed immediately with a meat tank roll, his giant body spinning forward and crushing more of the mechanical body beneath him in a devastating impact.
"Got you, you bastard!" Chōji roared, his voice booming across the ruined street like thunder. Dust and debris flew everywhere from the force of their arrival.
Kakashi dragged himself free of the lighter rubble with a grunt, one hand pressed to his bleeding side. His breathing was ragged, but he forced strength into his voice as he called up to them. "The cooldown! Five seconds between the big gravity pushes—I timed it during the fight. We hit him hard inside that window. No hesitation."
Chōza nodded once, his massive head turning toward the Deva Path with grim focus. "Understood. We'll make the opening. Chōji—stay tight with me."
Kakashi dropped into the earth with a quick Earth Release jutsu, tunneling under the street in a burst of chakra. He burst up behind the Deva Path a moment later, lightning-infused wire whipping out from his hand. The wire wrapped tight around the Path's torso and arms in a crackling bind, electricity surging through it to lock the limbs in place. "Now!"
Chōza and Chōji launched their combo without delay—Human Bullet Tank. Two giant spinning forms hurtled forward in perfect sync, a whirlwind of raw power aimed straight for the pinned Deva Path. The timing was tight, calculated right inside the five-second window. The air howled around them as they closed the distance.
At the last fraction of a second, the heavily damaged Asura Path—still half-crushed into the ground from the earlier blows—used its remaining strength. One mechanical arm lashed out desperately and threw its broken body in front of the attack. The Akimichi strike slammed into it instead, metal screeching and tearing with a horrible crunch of collapsing armor and machinery. The Asura Path took the full force, its frame crumpling further as it shielded its partner.
The Deva Path's cooldown ended. It raised a hand with mechanical calm. "Shinra Tensei."
The repulsive force exploded outward in a wide dome. Chōza and Chōji were blasted backward like toys caught in a storm. Chōza crashed through a half-standing wall with a deafening boom, his giant form shrinking rapidly as he went down under a fresh pile of debris. Consciousness faded from his face. Chōji tumbled hard across the rubble but rolled to his feet, dazed and breathing heavily, one arm clutched to his side.
The Deva Path turned back to Kakashi. Black chakra receiver rods extended from its hand with a dark shimmer. One drove straight through Kakashi's shoulder, pinning him to the ground with a spike of white-hot agony. Another followed into his side. Pain lanced through him, blood soaking his vest instantly. Kakashi gasped sharply, teeth gritted, body jerking against the rods.
The Path stood at a safe distance, expression as blank and calm as ever. It bent slightly, picked up a stray nail from the rubble-strewn ground, and held it between two fingers. Shinra Tensei launched it like a bullet—straight for Kakashi's forehead with lethal speed.
Kakashi's Mangekyō Sharingan spun to life at the last microsecond. Kamui warped space around the projectile. The nail vanished into the other dimension an inch from his skin. His head dropped back against the ground, breathing shallow and ragged. "Too close…"
The Deva Path watched for a moment longer, then turned away, apparently satisfied that the job was done. It walked off toward the deeper parts of the village, its red cloak fluttering slightly in the smoky wind.
The broken Asura Path, still twitching on the ground amid twisted metal and leaking fluids, fired one final homing missile from a damaged launcher on its shoulder. The projectile streaked after Chōji, who was limping away, trying to reach help for his father.
Kakashi saw it coming. His chakra was almost completely gone—the Sharingan had drained him heavily, and the rods were sapping even more. Using Kamui again would finish him. But he did it anyway. Space warped one last time around the missile. The projectile vanished mid-flight in a ripple of distorted air. Chōji kept running, unaware of how close death had come.
The invasion's chaos still rumbled in the distance—explosions cracking the air, summons roaring, distant screams carried on the wind—but Yasuo moved through the thinning smoke with purpose. He had seen the tail end of the fight from a nearby rooftop while pulling two more civilians clear of falling debris. Kakashi's position stood out immediately: pinned under rubble with black rods buried in him, blood pooling slow and steady beneath his back. The man was breathing, barely, but alive. The intel would reach Tsunade through Chōji. Yasuo filed the detail away without breaking stride. He couldn't risk drawing eyes by rushing in directly, not when the village still needed every able hand moving in the open. He dropped back into the streets and kept working—another wound sealed with quick pulses of green chakra, another cluster of civilians directed toward the glowing forms of Katsuyu, another precise Lightning stun that dropped a diving bird summon long enough for a jonin team to finish it off.
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