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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With the matter of Obi and Mari taken care of, Naruto headed further inside, looking for his mothers. His footfalls echoed softly through the hall, his bare feet flapping on the hardwood floor. His semi-flaccid member swayed to and fro with every step, like an elephant's trunk.

"I wonder where they are?" he murmured quietly to himself, scanning his eyes left and right down the modestly adorned hallways of his family's house.

Even as he said this, he heard a soft thump of feet behind him.

"Wonder where who are?" Mina asked her son playfully, a sensual spark in her eyes.

Naruto gave a start. Then he turned to face his blonde mother, and she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck in a rather intimate embrace. He smiled at her, and gave Mina a peck on the cheek.

"I was looking for you and mom, actually," he remarked. "But I guess one out of two isn't bad."

Mina giggled, and she gave Naruto a kiss on the cheek in return.

"Well, Kushina took those Cloud girls out. She said they would be perfect material..."

Naruto sweatdropped at that.

"Ah. You don't mean she's going to have them work at that strip joint she manages, do you?" he said in a bit of deadpan voice.

Mina sighed wistfully. "Yeah, she really broke them in good," she said. "They were calling her Madame Kushina and everything."

Naruto shook his head. "No wonder she's always nagging me to take concubines and junk..." he drawled. "It's a little scary she could have broken them so quick, though..."

"I know, right?" said Mina, though she sounded far more amused than disconcerted. "She has a real gift for that sort of thing. I think it might be a secret Uzumaki kekkei genkai or something!"

Naruto chuckled. "That would be a heckuva bloodline limit, wouldn't it?" he mused wryly, snickering a little at the thought of it. "A real scary sort of power."

"I think it's hot," Mina supplied, giving her son a kiss on the other cheek. Then she pulled her arms off of him, and stood up straight. "Well, I'd love to stay and talk, dear, but I have to go."

"You got a mission?"

The blonde nodded. "Yeah, Lady Tsunade delivered it personally just before you got home."

Naruto pouted theatrically. "Aw, damn. I missed getting to see Granny up and out of the tower? She hardly ever takes that ass of hers off of the Hokage's chair."

Mina laughed. "That's because she knows you'll take it for your own, if she does!"

"The chair or her ass?" Naruto asked with a wide grin.

"Both," said Mina, winking.

Naruto guffawed. "True!" he declared. "I totally would." He shook his head, grinning a little pervertedly at the thought. "So?" he said. "What's your mission, ma?"

"Oh, I'm going to Suna with a small four woman team," she answered cheerfully. "We're supposed to meet up with the Lady Kazekage and her bodyguards and escort them here, to the Leaf."

Naruto's eyes sparked delightedly. "Oooh! So Gaara-chan and her sisters are coming here?" he said, snickering. "Niiice. Been a while since I've had some one-on-one time with another jinchuuriki," he remarked.

Mina giggled. "Oh, you!" she said teasingly. "What am I going to do with you? Having such a pervert for a son...❤"

Naruto chortled, giving his mom a playful smack on the rear. He winked at her, too.

"You know you love it," he said.

Mina tittered. "Too true! I wouldn't have you any other way."

She gave him one last kiss, this time straight on the lips. There was a good deal of tongue involved, and her hands wandered gladly up and down her son's naked frame for a few minutes. She pressed herself tightly against him, feeling his hardness pressing hungrily against her abdomen.

Then she pulled back, just as Naruto's arousal was beginning to peak. A glimmering trail of saliva was the last thing connecting their lips as Mina pulled away, a sultry smile on her face.

"Well, I should be going," she said. "I've already informed Kushina, so she knows I'll be away for a few days."

Naruto nodded, a little dazed and horny from the incredible smooch. "Yeah..." he murmured. "See ya later, mom... I'll miss you while you're gone."

Mina smiled. "The same here, son."

She then turned and headed out the door.

"Bye, Mina-chan!" Naruto heard Obi and Mari call out from behind him. They must have finished cleaning up already. Pretty impressive. He'd have to give them a considerable bonus if they kept up this kind of work ethic. "Have a nice trip!"

"I will!" Mina hollered back, just a step out the door. "Please take care of that sexy, incorrigible son of mine while I'm away!"

The two villains-cum-maids tittered and beamed.

"Oh, we will!" they promised warmly, even as the door slammed shut behind Mina. "We'll take very good care of Naru-sama."

Naruto heard the pair giggle pervertedly as he made his own way to his room.

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It was a quick use of the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, one of the many techniques invented by the inimitable Second Hokage, for the retired Yondaime and Yellow Flash to reach the great village gate. A massive structure raised in times of war and mistrust, the gate was technically the weakest point in the massive, all but impenetrable walls which encircled Konohagakure no sato.

Technically.

In practice, however, the gates of the Hidden Leaf as much a fastness as any other section of the village's considerable defenses. Seals integrated into the very grain of the wood made it as hard as steel, and when the gates latched shut they completed a chakra circuit which sealed them as fast as if they were merely but a gate's likeness, hewn masterfully into a great timber monolith.

Mina Namikaze smiled, seeing the sight of those great gates held wide open. She was not old by any stretch of the imagination, yet still she could remember how in her youth such a sight would be considered a sign of impending disaster. The world was peaceful now, or at least as much so as it had ever been in human history, and the gates were closed only at the dead hours of night, when no merchants or ambassadors would be expected to come.

Just outside the village walls, she knew, were a number of inns and other...establishments... for the rest and refreshment of weary travelers, many boasting prices far cheaper than were to be had inside the Leaf proper. Though land was hardly at a premium within the walls, without them it was largely unsettled and effectively unclaimed. Most clans and businesses that called the Leaf home stayed inside the walls, for they were a reassuring fastness even in these happy days of amnesty and sisterhood.

Back when Mina was young, nobody would have been fool enough to build outside the walls so close to the village. Even during the uneasy periods of peace, War had been a constant companion. Konoha was kept as safe as any of the Great Villages, but beyond the walls it had been a no-woman's land.

Raiding parties had oft strayed uncomfortable close to the walls, testing the village's defenses, and the land outside the Leaf still bore some of the worse scars from the many resultant skirmishes. Much of the forest outside Konoha was fairly recent growth, much of the older woods having been devastated by the engines of war, and its battles.

Fights between higher level shinobi, particularly those skilled in the advanced arts of elemental ninjutsu, could level vast swathes of forest. Mina herself, though lacking in more direct wide impact techniques, had knocked down more than her fair share of trees with high level toad summons and redirected enemy ninjutsu. Even with her very precision style of fighting, compared to most other kage level kunoichi, the Yellow Flash could still incur a great deal of collateral damage when she got going.

But then, that was not really a concern, these days. There were still occasional skirmishes, to be sure, and shows of strength between the villages, but for the most part there was very little loss of life. Mission related fatalites were nearly unheard of, these days, thanks to a number of mitigating factors. Like increasing skill levels of the average kunoichi, and the spread of mandatory medical ninjutsu training under Mina's successor, the Slug Princess Tsunade (who was, ironically, something like a decade Mina's senior).

Peace, or something very close to it, reigned across the Elemental Continent. Conflict between villages was at the lowest it had ever been since the earliest years of their founding. Violent confrontations almost never ended in death, and grudges passed on quickly and without note.

In no small part, this was thanks to the magnanimous spirit of her and Kushina's beloved son, Naruto. The last man to walk the earth, according to history books, had been First Hokage Hashirama Senju, whose idealistic vision and peerless virility had paved the way for a brief but prosperous era of peace between clans, with the founding of the Hidden Villages.

And Naruto, the Sage bless him, seemed to be well on the track to following in Hashirama's footsteps. International dialogue was frequent and open, thanks in large part to him and his bartering, and even the most bitter enemies have proven willing to set aside their differences if it meant a shot at the blond stud.

Sex was perhaps one of the most fundamental forces in human history, and Naruto Uzumaki represented an entire plane of sexual possibility that had not existed since the time of the First Hokage.

Not for no reason were people calling him the next God of Kunoichi. Aside from Lady Sarutobi, the Honorable Sandaime, who had been rather megami no kunoichi, the last to hold that title had been Hashirama Senju himself.

So Mina was proud of her son. Prouder than almost any other parent in history, or so she fancied.

Smiling, the Yellow Flash pulled herself out of her musings and greeted her teammates for this mission.

Before Mina stood three expert kunoichi handpicked from the Leaf's most elite jonin, the best and brightest of their generation.

Kagome Hatake, the legendary Copy Ninja, was reading a signed copy of Make Out Naruto 12: Kunoichi Kink and Pervert Pink. A considerable bosom, perhaps only a cup-size below Mina's own, strained against a standard shinobi flak vest, and a slanted hitai-ate covered her transplanted sharingan eye.

Kagome was Mina's star pupil, and a child genius rivaled by pretty much only Itami and the Sannin. Her signature raikiri was a formidable assassination technique, and a lightning ninjutsu which even Kumo would be proud to call its own.

Next was Asuka Sarutobi. Daughter of the Third Hokage, modestly endowed, and dressed in roughly the same fashion as Kagome. The only real difference was a small sash on one side with the kanji for fire, a mark of one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja who protected the daimyo. An unlit cigarette was in her mouth, and her short, spiky brown hair complimented a smooth, dusky tan.

Asuka was an accomplished kunoichi in her own right, Mina knew, and her wind manipulation and Flying Swallow technique alone could put her on the short list of elite shinobi. But like her mother, Asuka was a Jill of All Trades, skilled in a wide variety of techniques and styles.

Lastly was Might Gal (or Maito Gyaru, for the more weaboo-inclined readers), the powerfully built, spandex clad taijutsu mistress. Her shining black hair was done in a short bob cut, and her eyebrows were dark and well defined. Her muscular arms and legs were accompanied by a stacked chest and rear – her "boobs of steel", as Gal called them. She didn't wear any underwear beneath her spandex, and those suggestive camel toe and wedgie were ever-present. If not for her flak vest, Mina imagined that Gal's nipples would also be perfectly visible.

Gal was the most specialized of these three, consciously choosing to use martial arts and nothing else. She rarely even employed weapons, and when she did they were never the conventional shuriken or kunai. Gal was a hard worker of the most extreme sort, and she had a drive to improve that only her student, Leah, could match.

Mina smiled at these three.

"So you'll be my team for this mission?" she said.

"Looks like it," remarked Kagome, lazily snapping her book shut and stowing it away in her flak vest.

"The Beautiful Green Beast of the Leaf, Might Gal reporting for duty!" shouted the spandex clad taijutsu mistress.

"This should be a hell of a mission," mused Asuka wryly, glancing between her teammates.

Mina laughed.