I do not own this story. It originally belongs to EvilFuzzy9 which was republished by Fpsroxas.

Naruto Shippuden belongs to Masashi Kishimoto

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Sakura Haruno let out a sigh. She looked into the eyes of her lover, seeing the truth therein.

"So that's how it is, huh...?" she murmured, smiling bittersweetly. "Heh... I should have known this was too good to be true."

Hinata glanced at their daughters, who were cheerfully playing in the park. The apparent preteens flounced about in their short hemmed yukata, giggling as they played a mildly perverted variant of tag which involved a fair deal of groping and stripping.

"This certainly explains some... oddities," she said softly. "To be honest, I've felt like there was something off for a while now."

Gaara's face was virtually unreadable, the woman seated between Hinata and Sakura on the park bench. She looked down at the all-too noticeable curve of her bust, the low cut fabric of her blouse which exposed a sumptuous, deeply cloven valley twixt her breasts, and a flicker of something passed through her turquoise eyes.

"Woman's intuition, is it? I can't help but wonder what that's like..." She rubbed her legs together, feeling now at once conscious to the most curious impression of absence. "What you're saying sounds strange, but at the same time I feel almost..."

Sasuki Uchiha let out a weary sigh, standing before her fellow wives in the park. A few families and couples were scattered sparsely across the background, the personal attendants of Naruto's brides watching dutifully over their four beautiful and lively young daughters.

The Uchiha maiden herself was dressed in an open white kimono, a thin wrap of sarashi the only thing covering her modest breasts. A purple, rope-like obi tied her outfit together at the waist, fastened into a bow that rather interestingly accentuated the subtle swell of her plump, firm buttocks. Mid-length raven hair fell down her shoulders, bangs covering one of her eyes.

A single visible sharingan slowly and deliberately wheeled. Black motes swam in a deepest pool of vibrant crimson.

"I know it's hard to believe," she said, "but I felt like it was only right to tell you. If we are going to live as Naruto's wives... then it is important that we hold back nothing from each other. Even things that the others might not want to hear."

Sakura frowned, and cast a searching glance at the woman who had been the object of her almost tragically desperate devotion in another life.

"That's not like you," she mumbled, eyes narrowing slightly. "Full disclosure is all well and good, but I get the feeling you have another motive for telling us this."

"It does seem uncharacteristic of you," said Hinata. "What I know of you, at least."

"Does it?" Sasuki said quietly, humming. A strange expression came across her face.

"I think it does," Gaara said slowly. "Especially given what you have told us... of your original self's motives." She crossed her arms over her chest, the gourd at her feet shivering a little.

Sasuki sighed.

"I understand why you wouldn't want to trust me, after hearing... the things I was planning to do..." She smiled sadly, looking down. A sense of contrition came into her demeanor. "But I am not that man anymore. I... love you girls, almost as much as I love Naruto. I know it's probably selfish of me to ask you this, but... can we please, just keep it all up? For our husband?"

Hinata smiled softly.

"You are happy in this world," she said. "Aren't you? Your family is alive, you have friends and a home that you had long ago discarded... I suppose it's only natural you'd want things to stay as they are."

Sakura side-eyed Hinata, a touch of realization dawning.

"You're asking us to keep Naruto from finding out," she said slowly. "If he knew the truth..."

"...being who he is, there is little doubt that he would try to fix things," Gaara concluded for Sakura. "You think... he would try to reverse the illusion, even if everyone was happy here?"

Sasuki looked her other three wives in the eyes.

"Are you happy here?" she asked seriously. "If you are not, then I can understand if you disagree with what I want to do..."

Sakura blushed. "Well, I don't really have any other frame of reference, do I? Not aside from what you've told us, at any rate. I mean, the woman I am in this world is happy, but... I don't really know the woman I was in the 'real' world."

"As for myself," Hinata said slowly, smiling warmly. "I have a feeling that whether it was the Hinata Hyuuga who lived in the shinobi world... or the Hinata Uzumaki sitting here before you... either way, she could not be happier than to live as Naruto's wife, even if only one out of many."

"I also..." Gaara hummed thoughtfully. "...feel a strong and deep attachment to Naruto Uzumaki, one which I feel cannot wholly be explained away as an effect of this Infinite Tsukuyomi. Perhaps I did not love him in the real world in the same sense as I love him here, but I know without a doubt that I greatly admire him."

Sasuki smiled, chuckling softly.

"I... don't know if you could call what I felt for Naruto love, back when I was Sasuke Uchiha," she whispered. "He was my best friend, and yet I also tried to kill him so many times. Looking back, all I can do is think about what a fool I was. I did not... love him then, not as I do now, but that does not make the love which this world's Sasuki feels for him any less real."

Sakura smiled.

"We love him. That's the one thing that brings the four of us together. We love our husband more than anything else in the world... more than anything but our daughters."

Gaara glanced thoughtfully at Jikoku, Koumoku, Zoujou, and Tamon. She could not help a small, warm smile coming onto her face as she saw her own daughter playfully dogpiled by the other three.

"If Naruto wished to restore the world, I would give him my full support, no matter how happy I might be here..." the redhead whispered. "...provided only that we were certain our daughters could live in that world, as they do now in this one."

Hinata smiled, nodding her head slowly.

"Yes, I believe I agree on this matter. Whether or not they are physically real in that world... we carried them inside ourselves for several weeks, and have watched them grow so quickly over the course of this single day." She clasped her hands beneath her bust, beaming as only a mother could. "They are as real to me... as the love we have all shared with Naruto."

Sasuki smiled bittersweetly.

"They are real," she said. "My rinnegan can see as much..."

She brought a hand up to her abdomen, smiling weakly at Gaara.

"...the bodies we believe ourselves to be standing here in may only be illusory, mental constructs, but we do still have real bodies of flesh and blood in the real world. Bodies... in which were conceived Naruto's children, and from the wombs of which sprang our daughters."

Sakura's eyes widened infinitesimally.

"What? You don't mean...?"

Sasuki smiled at her fellow wives.

"I cannot speak with equal certainly for the others who inhabit this world... but we four, at least, are all equally women wedded to Naruto. Gaara and myself as much as you, Sakura, and Hinata."

Gaara laughed. It was not loud or uproarious, or even necessarily entirely mirthful, being rather quiet and soft. There was a gleam of something in her eyes as she looked at Sasuki, though, and she smiled wryly.

"So it is irrelevant, then, whether or not I was once male..." she said. "In this world as much as the other... I am a woman in flesh and blood, as well as memory and mind."

"I suppose it's a little superficial of me to think like this, but..." Sakura said. She giggled, smiling at Sasuki. "...it makes me so happy to know that our daughters are as real there as they are in here."

Hinata nodded.

"It is a relief... but I also feel a little sorry for you, Sasuki. Gaara may not miss it, for it is outside her memories, but you recall it clearly. Do you not?" the former Hyuuga heiress whispered. "Life as a man..."

"Honestly, I don't miss it," Sasuki said. She looked mildly, uncharacteristically flustered as she said this. "It's silly, how much I pushed away the people who approached me. I never... even took a chance."

She smiled, cheeks a touch rosy, and scratched the back of her neck in a gesture which almost eerily recalled Naruto's mannerisms.

"I used to be a man, but honestly... I didn't once do anything that I couldn't have done as a woman, whatever some people might say. In that life, I don't think I ever truly felt love for a woman." She shook her head. "I never used what I was given, at least. I talked about restoring my clan... but I ignored every opportunity fate gave me to do so.

"I don't miss it. I feel happier as a woman than I ever did as a man. I am as strong as I ever was in the real world, but I also have people I sincerely love... I have made love, and given birth, and known the joy of motherhood, however brief my experiences may have yet been."

She laughed, cheerful and free. Her smile was warm and content, peaceful.

"I feel more alive here and now... than I ever did as a man. So don't feel sorry for me."

She leaned forward then, and planted a soft, affectionate kiss on Sakura's forehead. The pinkette blushed, going bright red.

"Ah...! Sasuki~" she squealed, playfully batting the woman away. "You are..."

"You have never looked more beautiful to me, Sakura-chan..." Sasuki whispered, grabbing the woman's hand, "...than as a fellow wife of Naruto."

Sakura smiled.

"S-Sasuki..." she whispered. She leaned forward slight, and reached up to gently grasp the Uchiha's collar.

The two women kissed, soft and gentle. There was a warmth and a genuine delight in the way they locked their lips together, standing up and embracing each other. Sasuki's thinly-wrapped breasts pressed into Sakura's chest, nipples poking up tangibly through the sheer, scanty weave of her smooth and silken sarashi.

Sakura's hands wandered across Sasuki's clothed back, one going down to cup the woman's buttocks through the fabric of her kimono, while the other went up to brush through the soft raven locks which cascaded down to her shoulder. Sasuki caressed the small of Sakura's back, with one hand grasping and warmly squeezing a smooth, softly toned thigh beneath the medic's tight black sports pants.

"Mmm... mm..."

"Mf... mwah... mmmmn❤"

Sasuki and Sakura became thoroughly lost in their embrace, going with incredible ease from serious discussions of the world and their place within it to a hot and heavy embrace, passionately kissing and caressing each other. Their mouths opened, lips parting and heads tilting to let their tongues meet.

Soft, warm members tasted one another. They wrestled, curling and darting, pushing and pulling. Back and forth their tongues danced, moving sensually and eagerly to and fro between their firmly locked lips. Hard french kissing, hot and wet, excited their bodies, hot and ready for copulation.

Gaara shook her head with a sense of amusement, smiling and watching as Sakura's shapely, skintight spats-clad behind swayed this way and that. Hinata giggled demurely, veins subtly stretching out from her eyes as she peered through the clothes which draped the forms of these two lovebirds.

"So even after all of that, it's basically just business as usual?" the former mused, short red hair crowning and framing the subtle, feminine features of her face. Dark rings circled her eyes, her cleavage softly bathed in sunlight.

"I am glad to see things won't be changing," Hinata whispered. "It is reassuring."

She leaned sideways, resting a well and truly voluptuous frame against Gaara. The Hyuuga no longer covered herself up in heavy sweatshirts, but rather wore a close and practical kimono which clung tightly to her ample curves.

Gaara smiled, glancing from her own breasts to Hinata's, before meeting the girl's byakugan eyes.

"Whatever may come... let's stick together, the four of us," she murmured, wrapping an arm around Hinata. "Naruto's wives for Naruto, and each other."

"One for all, and all for one," Hinata purred, nuzzling in close. "And all of it for the man we all love."

"To Naruto," Gaara agreed, leaning in to plant a soft, chaste kiss on Hinata's brow.

That was, naturally, when Naruto showed up.

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Back at the Hokage Tower, in his office, he had left three shadow clones to watch over the women there. Miraiya-sensei, Granny Tsunade, Shizune-neechan. Kagome-sensei, Nadeshiko-taichou, Yugao, and Sai-chan. Obito and Madara – Obi and Mari.

Plus of course the bijuu and their jinchuuriki, with the exception of two.

Tsuru... Naruto shook his head. No... Shukaku... are you sure you wanna go back with Gaara?

...y-you can call me Tsuru, if you want... Shukaku replied, a touch of something cutely bashful in the tone of her thoughts. It's almost like a cute pet name...

She does, came Kumiko's mental voice, answering Naruto's question on her brother/sister's behalf. Whatever else she might say, Shukaku is fond of that one.

Naruto blushed. It felt odd to have Kumiko's voice – Kurama's voice – once more inside his head after everything that had happened.

And... you're fine being inside of me?

Hmph... considering how many times you've been inside of me over the course of this illusion, it seems rather hypocritical of you to ask that.

Naruto's blush deepened.

"I'm sorry about that, Kurama... I should've been able to see through the illusion without these eyes." Dewy sapphires glistened in the sunlight, rinnegan inactive at present. "But I did all those things to you..."

He could practically FEEL the kyuubi's blush inside his head.

You do not need to apologize... Kurama/Kumiko replied, his/her appearance still mimicking that of Mito Uzumaki in her prime. We bijuu were not originally created as sexual beings, so it has been... interesting to experience life from a more organic perspective.

There was practically a purr in the way she thought interesting, and Naruto tried very hard to keep from getting hard at the mental images her response conjured. Partly because the eyes of every woman he passed were locked on him and his crotch, and his memories told him that if they saw a tent pitched down there, they would abandon what little sense of restraint they still possessed.

And Naruto wasn't entirely sure whether he would be able to say no if it came down to that. He was already having enough trouble keeping it down, just seeing how many of these inordinately beautiful women were dressed (or NOT dressed, as the case was for many of the youngest and most nubile).

Feeling the slightest bit of blood trickle from his nostrils, Naruto silently steeled his resolve and picked up his pace. He focused his senses on the chakra of his wives, heading cautiously in their direction. He felt their energies in the park, all four clustered conveniently together.

"I still don't know what I should do..." the blond said under his breath, "...but I do know that those girls, probably more than anyone else, deserve to know the whole truth. Nobody should be forced into what they were... I'll take responsibility for what I did to them, but I'll give them the choice."

Whether to stay with you, or leave? Shukaku mused. I have a feeling I already know what their decision will be...

Kurama chuckled, giggling lustily with Kumiko's voice.

Illusions can make you think a lot of different things, but in such a case as this the fickle heart may prove truer.

Naruto blushed, slowly parsing what the two bijuu were suggesting.

"C-C'mon, you two..." he said weakly, face bright red. "I know Hinata said she likes me... and maybe she even loves me... but Sakura's only ever really loved Sasuke." He grimaced a little. "And... well, Gaara and Sasuke are GUYS in reality. I doubt either of them will be happy with this, once they've got their memories back."

His mind was silent for a moment, neither Kumiko nor Tsuru speaking up. But something niggled at Naruto as he thought further about Sasuke.

Like a bolt of lightning out of a clear sky, it struck him.

"The rinnegan...!" Naruto gasped. "Sasuke has the rinnegan... He should be able to remember, just like Madara and Obito!"

He shook his head, then, trying and failing to reconcile this notion with how Sasuke – Sasuki – had acted around him. She did not seem to behave like a man trapped in a woman's body... and he was pretty sure that Sasuke would never have been so eager to do THOSE sorts of things with him.

"No, I'm just overthinking this..." he told himself. "She doesn't remember yet. I'm sure of it."

Kumiko hummed inside of Naruto's head, an annoyingly knowing lilt to her wordless melody.

Naruto scowled, and brought his hands together.

"Well, either way, I guess I shouldn't delay this any longer..."

Hiraishin no Jutsu

He vanished instantly.

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As quickly as he disappeared from mainstreet, Konoha, Naruto reappeared in Central Leaf Park, not three paces away from the women who had become his wives in this illusion.

The Lightning Rod seals of the Yellow Flash were scattered in strategic locations throughout the village, enabling quick and efficient travel for those who knew the Flying Thunder God jutsu. So the only reason Naruto would ever need to walk anywhere in this world was if he wanted to take his time, for one reason or another.

Looking around, Naruto soon spotted his wives. He blushed deeply to realize that Sasuki and Sakura looked to be in the midst of a steadily intensifying make out session, and he focused very much to keep from getting hard at the sight of Sakura squeezing Sasuki's round, firm ass.

Averting his gaze from these two, he saw that Gaara and Hinata also looked to be getting a touch cozy with each other.

"One for all, and all for one," he heard Hinata whisper to the redhead. "And all of it for the man we all love."

"To Naruto," Gaara agreed, leaning in to plant a soft, chaste kiss on Hinata's brow.

He blushed a bit more softly, and nervously cleared his throat.

Quick as dropping a pin, the four women stopped what they were doing and looked at him. Their eyes lit up, meeting his, flashing with something he was coming to find tiresomely familiar, but the way they looked at him still made something tight and wriggly stir about in his abdomen.

This was more than just a sexual attraction. He knew it right away. He felt a deep and fondly intimate love for these four, even despite remembering that half of them were originally men. His cheeks heated up, and he shyly looked away from them, feeling vaguely guilty about how they had wound up as his wives.

"Darling! It is so good to see you," Sasuki said warmly, turning to face him with an arm still wrapped around Sakura's waist. She licked her lips, gazing into his eyes with a passionate intensity.

Naruto noted that he could see the nubs of Sasuki's nipples even through the thin white bandages wrapped over her chest.

Sakura wiggled her hips, still visibly fondling Sasuki's rear, and gave her husband some damn enticing bedroom eyes.

"Do you wish to join us, honey?" she cooed huskily, smiling suggestively.

Naruto gulped, feeling himself stir down south in spite of his damnedest attempts to suppress that stubborn prick.

"It is such a fine, balmy day," Hinata said with a hint of coy sensuality Naruto had never heard in her voice before this illusion. Pearly eyes glittered with undisguised love and desire, the Hyuuga puckering her lips the slightest bit. "Far too warm to be wearing such heavy clothes..."

She raised a hand suggestively to the front of her kimono, teasing the garment's upper portion the slightest bit undone to reveal a hint of generous, milky cleavage. Naruto gulped, feeling himself stiffen at the sight – in more ways than one.

He heard Gaara purr, and suddenly there was a cluster of sand grains coalescing around his coat and pants zippers.

"You must feel sooo hot," the redhead breathed, a single hand held loftily up. "Let me help you out of those heavy, cumbersome clothes, dear..."

Naruto felt strongly tempted to let his wives go through with whatever they wanted to do with him, but a clear voice suddenly cut through the lustful tension.

"No, wait..." Sasuki said, holding a hand out and stopping Gaara. "Something's not right."

She let go of Sakura, and walked up to Naruto. She brushed her bangs aside, revealing a single rinnegan opposite her sharingan. Those piercing eyes gazed deep into Naruto's, and he felt something shift in his own gaze.

It took the blond – unused to having a doujutsu – a moment to realize that his rinnegan had subconsciously activated. He saw the chakra of his wives, their distinctly colored auras. He peered for a moment deeper, pushing his gaze through the layers of Infinite Tsukuyomi's deceit.

He saw Sakura and Hinata, bound naked by grasping tendrils within the Shinju's core. Beside them, he saw also Sasuke and Gaara.

Sasuki and Gaara.

His rinnegan deactivated at the shock, and his once-more-blue eyes widened. He felt winded, unbelieavably drained from forcing his perception through to reality, but most of all he was disbelieving. Stunned.

He met Sasuki's eyes, mind reeling.

Sasuki met his eyes, a hint of regret flashing across her face.

"You remember..." they said to each other.

Sasuki averted her gaze, blushing. Sakura, Gaara, and Hinata stared at Naruto. They looked as surprised as Sasuki, and Naruto wondered at that moment...

"How much... have you girls known?" he asked them, feeling dizzy and weak in the knees. His head was spinning. "And... how long?"

Hinata blushed.

"I have had my suspicions..." she mumbled, "...since around the time of your inauguration."

"I didn't know anything about it until today," Sakura said for her part.

"I, as well, knew nothing until just recently," Gaara replied. "However... I feel something familiar inside of you, and I can't help but wonder... whether at one point I did not have at least an inkling of doubt."

Sasuki did not meet Naruto's eyes.

"...I'm not sure when it first started coming back to me," she said slowly. "But I think I've remembered it clearly for a week or so, at least. Even well before that, though... I had a hunch, even perhaps as far back as..."

She blushed, and brought a hand to rest gently over her abdomen.

"...before I first became pregnant with your child," she murmured.

Naruto stared at them.

"S-Sasuke..." he said, trying to make sense of what she had just told him, and what his rinnegan had shown him at such a steep cost.

He was breathing heavily, panting, he realized. His personal chakra had been massively drained by his new doujutsu, and in a corner of his mind Naruto felt a newfound respect for their jounin sensei.

Sasuki looked at Naruto, however, and he saw a flash of pain in her eyes which dispelled all other thoughts.

"Don't...! Don't call me that name..." she whimpered. "I'm not Sasuke any more. I... I don't want to become the man I used to be, not ever again." She smiled at him, a touch of sorrow in her expression. "I love you, Naruto..." she whispered.

And then Sasuki kissed him, embracing him tightly.

"S-Sasuki?!" the blond yelped. "Wha...?!"

She had a hand on his zipper, and was looking intently into his eyes. Onyx orbs lay bare before his glance, betraying the raw and smouldering depths of just what Sasuki felt.

"Please, don't change anything..." she quietly begged him. "I don't want to lose them again... I love you, Naruto. Please, stay with us."

She undid his zipper, letting his trousers fall to the grass. Naruto staggered a little, overwhelmed by the intensity in Sasuki's eyes. Her fingers caressed the swell of his manhood through the cloth of his boxers, before curling around the elastic and yanking his underwear down.

A semi-erect cock flopped free, and Sasuki paused to look down at it with her bare eyes, before smiling lovingly up at Naruto.

"I know... I'm sure that you want people to know the truth, and I'm sure you want them to decide for themselves whether to end this illusion or not... but, I beg you, Naruto, my love... please, can't you just pretend? Can't we... continue on like nothing has changed?"

She gazed pleadingly into his eyes, and lowered herself slowly, gracefully and deliberately dropping down to her knees. Sakura, Hinata, and Gaara all watched with varying degrees of envy and enjoyment as Sasuki gently, gingerly grasped the shaft of Naruto's penis and began to stroke.

"Sasuki, are you really asking me... to keep everyone trapped in this world...?" Naruto groaned, his face reddening. "...without even giving them a chance to decide for themselves?"

"Please," she repeated, her words heartfelt and earnest. "If not for yourself, then can't you do it for me? For us?"

She kissed his manhood, softly and warmly flicking her tongue under the ridge of his foreskin. Naruto shivered, his eyes briefly rolling up in his head, and his knees threatened to give out for a second, before Kurama and Shukaku thoughtfully sent a bit of their chakra that way.

Sasuki cupped his balls, squeezing them tenderly, yet just tightly enough to send a jolt of aching pleasure of his spine. She worked skilled and slender fingers up and down his shaft, slowly and sensually laving her tongue around the head of his cock. Her lips smacked wetly on his on his rigid flesh, kissing and sucking on the tip of his dick.

Naruto was practically boneless, unable to resist – not WANTING to resist – as Sasuki lovingly pleasured him, licking and kissing, sucking and blowing on his aching, throbbing, pulsing member. A bit of light raiton chakra danced over his scrotum, passing through and exciting his testicles.

Naruto shuddered, groaning. His head lolled back on his shoulders, and he felt the insides of his manhood clench, his balls tightenting. A wad of semen shot into Sasuki's mouth, landing right on her outstretched tongue.

He looked down at her, seeing the obscene expression on the Uchiha's face. She looked up at him with undisguised lust, and a deeply passionate love. Hinata, Sakura, and Gaara watched from the sidelines with bated breath, not entirely certain who they should root for.

Even further out, the wives' personal attendants turned and saw Naruto, and saw Sasuki swallow his load, humming lewdly and licking her lips.

"Delicious," Sasuki moaned, purring and nuzzling her cheek against Naruto's penis. She felt his hardness rubbing against her face, and she happily wiggled her hips. "Isn't this so much fun, dear? Why would you ever want things to go back to the way they were...? In this world, we can do whatever we want, wherever we want."

Having said this, she once more took his cock into her mouth. This time, however, Sasuki held her head parallel to her throat, inching as much of her husband's manhood past her lips as humanly possible. She looked up at him, her nose nearly buried in the thick, golden forest of Naruto's pubic hair.

She inhaled deeply, tickling her nostrils with the smell of sweat and lingering pheromones. Naruto grunted weakly, and Sasuki began to move her lips back and forth. She deepthroated him with a surprising level of skill, taking the full twenty centimeters of Naruto's phallus all the way down. She massaged the underside of his erection with her tongue, lightly scraping her teeth over smooth and velvety skin.

Quite in spite of himself, Naruto felt his hips begin to move back and forth, thrusting in and out in time with the movements of her head. He threaded his fingers through her hair, gently guiding his Uchiha wife's throat up and down his manhood. Saliva slicked his shaft, Sasuki blushing and whimpering blissfully as she serviced him.

Eventually, as their tempo reached a fevered pitch, it got to the point where the most vividly accurate yet succinct way to describe their present position would be as Naruto fucking Sasuki's face. It was also slightly misleading though, as this phrasing rather downplayed Sasuki's part in the proceedings – and she played a very active role in this, indeed!

Soon enough, however, Naruto gasped, and shivered, clenching up. His cock twitched, before disgorging a sizable load down Sasuki's esophagus. She squirmed happily, looking warmly up at him as he gently pulled her face off of his cock.

"Damn... and here I was trying so hard to not make things any weirder..." Naruto mumbled. "But you're seriously pushing my limits, Sasuki. Do you really want this, even though you know the truth...?"

"It's because I know the truth that I want this so badly," she told him sincerely. "Please, don't abandon us..."

Naruto felt a pang in his heart. He knelt down, dick still quite erect, and looked Sasuki squarely in the eye.

"I would never abandon a friend..." he said. "...or a lover. If you really do want to be together like this, then I'll take care of you. Just like a real husband should."

Hinata smiled, overhearing this. So did Gaara and Sakura.

"You are our real husband," they said earnestly. "We love you, Naruto. Nothing could ever change that."

Naruto smiled softly, sadly.

He looked at Sasuki, who bit her lip, gazing into his eyes with a hot and passionate longing. He could tell what she wanted right now, what she needed. The hem of her kimono was riding up, practically wide open.

He looked at Hinata, Sakura, and Gaara.

"You guys..." he said, feeling a knot in his throat. He sniffed, wiping a tear out of his eye. "I... I love you, too. I really do."

His face lit up slightly, and he smiled a touch suggestively at Sasuki.

"I'm not sure I remember everything about making love, but... it only seems fair to return a favor like that."

She blushed, and spread her legs in silent anticipation.

Naruto's eyes twinkled, and he clasped his hands. He drew on Kurama's chakra, Kumiko's chakra.

Yin and Yang, complete.

He became shrouded in the chakra of a fully realized sage, several black truth-seeking orbs floating in a circle behind him. His eyes flickered, becoming rinnegan once more.

He looked over at Gaara, raising one of his hands.

"Here..." he said softly. "She wanted to return to you, Gaara."

An arm of chakra bearing Shukaku's essence reached over to the redhead, implanting the bijuu into his Suna-descended wife as easily as pouring boiling water into cup ramen. Gaara's eyes widened, the power of the One-Tail flooding her body for the first time in ages.

Her eyes met Naruto's, and she smiled softly.

"So that's how it is..." she whispered. "I remember. You... restored my memories."

Naruto smiled wryly.

"With this power... it feels like I can do practically anything."

And saying this, he reached two more flaming arms of light over to Sakura and Hinata, pumping a shot of sage-imbued bijuu chakra into each of their systems.

Kai.

The veil over their eyes was lifted, as with Gaara's, and they remembered at once.

Sakura stared at Naruto, her face beet red. Similarly for Hinata, but she was also smiling. Even Gaara looked a little pink.

"W-Wow..." Sakura murmured. "This... really is crazy."

She glanced at Naruto's erection.

Sakura could not hide the slight nosebleed this gave her.

Hinata stared at Naruto, smiling softly, but also looking nearly overwhelmed by the sight of his naked manhood, and the clarified memories of everything they had done now put into the perspective of the original Hinata.

"...oh, my..." she squeaked, steam all but shooting out of her ears. The Hyuuga gulped, and bashfully averted her gaze. "N...Naruto-kun's... I actually saw it... and did this... and that... and..."

Hinata swooned a little bit.

"Oh... my."

Gaara smiled softly, a touch amused.

"I suppose I should feel more upset about losing my manhood..." she mused, glancing down between her legs. "...but..."

She looked over at Naruto, peering into his eyes, before raking her peepers down his frame, all the way to his crotch.

"...I think I can get used to it," she said lowly, her eyes twinkling with a mixture of subtle amusement and something like a faintly inquisitive longing.

Naruto felt like sweatdropping when he realized what all these reactions added up to.

"E-Even you, Gaara...?" he said, feeling a touch sheepish.

The redhead nodded.

"Being a woman like this has its perks," she said, staring down covertly at her own cleavage.

Naruto really did sweatdrop when he saw the nosebleed Gaara got from looking at her own chest. But then he sighed and shook his head.

"One thing at a time, I guess..." he murmured, before looking down at Sasuki and her expectantly bared privates. Cloaked in chakra, Naruto burned the sight of her womanhood into his rinnegan, before crouching down on his knees.

"One good turn deserves another."

He kissed Sasuki's nether lips, eliciting a low and husky moan. Tasting her nectar, he smiled and dug in.