She was sitting on the ground, keeping tabs on the small pot of water in front of her before she felt a heated tingle in the center of her chest, signaling someone was calling for her. She shut her eyelids, locating her destination within her mind to where she was supposed to teleport. In a split second, she was there. 

"[Name]!"  

A radiant smile graced her rosy lips as they greeted in return, "Naruto!" 

The blonde-haired male with oceanic blue eyes who wore a white, majestic toga swept her in a friendly embrace, spinning her around as she gave melodic laughs. "Naruto, put me down! I'm dizzy!" 

He hastily set her on the ground again, looking sheepishly at her and grinned. "Sorry, it's just I haven't seen you in a while," 

"Well it's your fault," she pouted. "You keep sending me on assignments." 

The large white wings on his back fluttered as he chortled before he became serious. "I know but I have another mission for you," he confessed.  

Her curiosity sparked. She was in the middle of completing a healing wish. It wasn't like her superior to call and interrupt her. "What is it?" 

"It isn't like the other errands I've sent you on," he warned. "It may involve danger." 

"So why not ask TenTen? She deals with war and chaos," [Name] said confusedly. 

"You know how she is. She can be a little short-tempered and destroy everything in her path-- Ah but don't tell her that!" Naruto said frantically, looking panicked. 

She giggled. "No promises. So why me and what's the mission?" 

"First, the mission: I need you to investigate behind the mysterious deaths of multiple girls. It's not just on Earth but in other magical worlds as well..." Naruto trailed off.  

He continued, "Here's where you come in. Your specialty is healing and protection. I need you to find who's behind this and prevent any more deaths from happening." 

She nodded in understanding. "What if it's a demon behind this?" 

His eyes narrowed at the mention of them. "We eradicate the demon." 

"I don't know if I can kill," she admitted. She wasn't meant for killing; she represented compassion and love. 

Naruto smiled at her and shook his head. "It's alright [Name], just call for any of us if you need us to step in." 

"Okay, where do I start looking?" 

- 

"Tch," he muttered to himself. "How annoying, to find a wife before I can claim the kingdom as mine. I only want women for sex and their souls." His father's stern voice came crashing through his ears, reminding him if he wanted the throne, he needed someone by his side to rule it. 

Sasuke walked with his hands in his pockets, his attire consisting of a black collared shirt and black medium rise jeans and a pair of designer dress shoes.  

I'll start with somewhere crowded, he decided, a higher chance of finding a prospective bride. I need to find the one. 

As if someone assisted in his decision, he found a club with loud, pumping music, drawing him to the place. Sweaty, slick, sexy. He licked his lips, scanning the crowded area, noticing females already making their way for him. 

Father never said I couldn't resume my sexual activities, he silently thought triumphantly, picking out a blonde woman who wore a tight, skimpy dress and had pounds of makeup on her face.  

Ignoring the other women who pouted when he approached the blonde, he shot her a devious smirk. "May I buy you a drink?"  

She stepped closer to him as she placed her hand on his thigh and smiled flirtatiously, "How about we skip the drinks and go somewhere else, sexy?" 

She'll be an easy catch. 

"If you insist," he replied lowly, the huskiness of his voice seeping in his words. 

"There's a few empty rooms in the back. Let's go," she grabbed his hand to which he stiffened, not appreciating the intimate touch but let her lead him regardless. 

When they were in an empty room, the all but loud music was reduced to quiet vibrations as the door shut. 

"Take off your clothes and get on the bed," he immediately commanded. He was starving. 

"Yes honey," she said seductively, stripping until she was bare and laid on the bed, her legs already spread wide for him.  

On second thought... "Turn around," 

The instant she obeyed he was over her, thrusting into her without much needed lubrication from her. And it was a good thing on his part that he couldn't see her face as she wasn't much of a looker.  

But she was loud and being particularly annoying as she voiced, "Please, faster! Faster!" 

Tch, humans. 

He was hammering into her at his own pace, wishing to reach climax as soon as possible. Luckily, she came before him and she screamed in pleasure, clamping around him. He followed shortly after with a gratified groan, shooting his load in her. He pulled his flaccid member from between her legs. 

One round should be enough for now. It's time... he thought.  

He grabbed her shoulder as he was still lingering over her and beckoned her to face him. Without wasting anymore seconds, he kissed her full on the lips, feeling her soul transfer to him. He could feel himself becoming sated as she helplessly tried to push him away. 

Before the last of her soul could be devoured by him, there was a loud "Stop!" 

He released her from his kiss, irritated by the interruption. He glanced at the meddler and— 

His mouth was gaping, not expecting to be hit by such beauty. She was shining brilliantly with her white toga with gold decorating her collar, bringing attention to her lavish neck and toned legs. Her waist-long hair was in luscious locks and her eyes were a luminous color. Her face was the perfect shape, for his hands to cup and for his lips to kiss— 

He blinked, coming to a realization. 

She is the one.  

He saw her blush a deep, gorgeous red before she strode over to him, unexpectedly pushing him off the unnamed woman.  

The woman's cries permeated the room and in a flash, she was gone and she was gone. 

He snarled. How dare she steal my meal and how dare she run? If it's a chase she wants, a chase she will get. 

He sniffed her scent and it was simply mouthwatering. He needed to capture her before she got away. Using her scent, he managed to conjure his demonic magic to teleport to her and found her alone, her bare, curvy back facing him. 

"You're quite daring to steal my dinner from me," he casually stated, waiting for her to turn around so he could memorize the features on her angelic face. 

"You were going to murder her," she said, her voice ethereal and magical. 

"I prefer not to use the term murder but devour," he purred, stepping closer to her. One more move and she could be in his grasp. 

"Do something like this again and there will be consequences," was all she said and so quickly she disappeared just as before, causing him to shout in anger and frustration. 

She was not going to get away from him again, he promised himself.