“Long time no see, Kakashi… Naruto…”
The four of us stood in an open field: Naruto, Kakashi-sensei and Lady Chiyo. In front of us stood a man I had never met, though I had heard a lot about him. Naruto once told me he looked like Sasuke, but I couldn’t confirm, as all of us were avoiding looking at his eyes due to Kakashi-sensei’s orders.
“We’re taking you down, Itachi! I wasn’t enough for you, so you went after Gaara too! Well, we’re putting a stop to all your bullshit now and taking him back!”
Naruto started losing his cool, which was very bad. The air grew heavy with killing intent.
“Nobody look him in the eye! He uses the Mangekyou Sharingan! The instant you do it, he can put you in a genjutsu that lasts for days to you but only a second in reality. Don’t even glance at his eyes. When he used it on me, I was tortured for three days straight and put in a coma for a week when it was over.”
“That’s troubling. My usual strategy for fighting Uchiha is to use a formation where, if you fall under their genjutsu, your comrades can break you out of it. But I guess that won’t work on this ‘Mangekyou’ thing.”
Lady Chiyo seemed to have fought the Uchiha successfully in past wars, but according to Kakashi-sensei, those tactics wouldn’t work on Itachi.
“What do we do then!” Demanded Naruto, his fists trembling at his sides.
“Don’t panic; from what happened when he used it on me, it takes a lot out of him. I’m guessing a lot of chakra, and it may damage his eyesight.”
“You seem to have gained a lot of insight from our brief exchange, Kakashi. But that won’t be enough.”
Itachi spoke. I was busy staring at his feet, watching the way his weight shifted, trying to predict his movement without seeing his face.
“That’s not all I gained during our last fight! I dropped my guard the last time. But I learn quickly. I won’t be making the same mistakes as before.”
“Ah… Is it possible you have first-hand experience now? Is that why you know about the cost of using the Mangekyou?”
I wasn’t sure what was going on. But when Itachi said that, Kakashi-sensei uncovered his Sharingan. It seemed like he was looking Itachi in the eye. I just had to trust that he knew what he was doing.
“Naruto! Sakura! Back me up, but don’t look him in the eye! Use his foot placement to anticipate his moves. I’ll call out if I see him going for your blind spots! Lady Chiyo, I’m not sure what you can do, so I leave your tactics up to your discretion!”
Kakashi-sensei then charged at Itachi, aiming to strike him in the head…
“I’ve had enough. It’s about time you come with me, Naruto.”
Itachi said that and pointed to Naruto before blocking Kakashi-sensei’s punch with the same hand.
The next thing I knew, Naruto was screaming and charging at a nearby tree with a Rasengan, obliterating the bark.
BOOM!
“Die! Die!”
He was throwing kunai in every direction, slashing at invisible enemies. We knew what this was, so while Kakashi-sensei was fighting with Itachi, Lady Chiyo and I went after Naruto.
I sprinted towards him, my heels digging into the dirt. I slid in close, pressing my body firmly against his back to restrain him while Lady Chiyo took the front. I grabbed his shoulders, my nails digging into his firm muscles, and flooded his network with my chakra.
Zap!
We were able to break whatever genjutsu Itachi used on Naruto. He blinked, the glaze leaving his eyes.
“What happened? Where did his shadow clones go?”
“He hasn’t used any yet. You were in a genjutsu. You just started fighting the air around you.”
“Genjutsu!? All I did was look at his finger when he pointed at me!”
Naruto was panicked and confused, sweat dripping down his neck.
“Don’t look at his hands then, just his feet!” Commented Lady Chiyo.
Kakashi-sensei jumped back into our formation, sliding to a halt in front of us.
“Naruto! Get your head back in the game!”
I gently placed a hand on his cheek, letting my fingers linger on his warm skin to ground him.
“Calm down, Naruto…”
That seemed to work. He took a deep breath, his focus returning.
“Incoming!”
Kakashi-sensei shouted as Itachi launched his first real attack. He wove hand signs with blurring speed.
“Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!”
FWOOSH!
A massive sphere of roaring orange flame erupted towards us. The heat was instantaneous, licking at my exposed skin. Naruto, Lady Chiyo and I managed to jump out of the way in different directions.
I cartwheeled to the side, my pink mini-skirt flipping up with the momentum, exposing my black thong to the battlefield. I landed in a crouch, feeling the adrenaline flood my system. It was intoxicating.
At first, we couldn’t see Kakashi-sensei through the smoke and flames, but we both smiled when we noticed a hole in the scorched ground where he had been standing.
“Kakashi-sensei is amazing!”
“Daddy’s gonna fuck you up!”
We both shouted as Kakashi-sensei burst out of the ground at Itachi’s feet, debris flying everywhere.
CRASH!
My comment earned me a side-eye glance from Lady Chiyo, but Naruto was too focused on the fight to notice.
Sadly, Itachi was fast. He managed to grab Kakashi-sensei’s elbow during his surprise uppercut from the ground, redirecting the blow and trying to counter with his own cross.
Smack!
Kakashi-sensei slipped it, weaving his head, but Itachi grabbed the back of his head and forced him to stay face-to-face with him.
I was terrified he was caught in that Mangekyou jutsu again. I wasn’t there the first time it happened, but Kakashi-sensei often talked about it when we were in bed together. He told me it was the third most traumatic experience of his life. The second was his father’s suicide, and the first was the death of his first girlfriend.
I know it sounds weird to say your girlfriend’s death hurt you more than your own father’s, but in Kakashi-sensei’s defence, she meant a lot to him, and he was forced to kill her himself.
I was so terrified he would have to go through that horrible torture again that I didn’t notice it was just a shadow clone until after the real Kakashi-sensei burst out of the ground behind Itachi.
“My clone will hold him in place! Both of you, take him out!”
That snapped me out of it. The fear vanished, replaced by a surge of lust for violence. Naruto and I charged at Itachi from opposite sides.
While I was sprinting, my heels clicking rhythmically on the hard earth, Naruto formed a giant Rasengan with a shadow clone. The ball of chakra swirled violently, humming with power.
VROOOOM!
His eyes became beast-like, slits of red, and whiskers thickened on his cheeks.
I needed speed. I needed power. I focused my breathing, feeling the chakra limiters in my brain release.
Gate of Opening… Open!
Gate of Healing… Open!
Gate of Life… Open!
KA-POW!
Green energy erupted around me. My skin flushed a deep, aroused pink, and my veins bulged against my fishnet top. My nipples hardened against my pasties from the sheer rush of chakra. It felt like an orgasm coursing through every muscle fibre.
Naruto and his clone reached Itachi first.
“Oodama Rasengan!”
They slammed the massive sphere of energy into Itachi.
BOOOOOOM!
The explosion was deafening. It destroyed both Naruto’s and Kakashi-sensei’s clones instantly, sending shockwaves tearing through the grass. The real Naruto was blown back, skidding across the dirt.
Itachi was launched into the air, falling onto his back in a crater created by the impact.
He was vulnerable.
I pushed off the ground, the earth cracking under my high heels.
Crack!
I soared into the air, legs spread wide in a vertical split, giving the sky a view of my crotch before I brought my leg down. I channelled every ounce of my chakra into my heel.
“CHA!”
I brought down the strongest axe kick I could muster right onto Itachi’s sternum.
CRUNCH!
The impact was sickeningly sweet. I felt his ribs give way under my heel. The ground beneath him shattered, spiderweb cracks spreading out for meters. He coughed up a spray of blood that splattered across my bare midriff.
I didn’t stop. I dropped down, straddling his hips. My thighs squeezed his waist tight. I kept my eyes fixed firmly on his mouth and nose, refusing to look up at his eyes.
I pulled my fist back, the chakra focusing into a white glow around my knuckles.
WHAM!
I punched him in the face. His nose shattered.
THUD!
I punched him again. Blood coated my gloves. My breasts bounced violently in my fishnet top with every strike. I felt powerful. Dominant.
“Time to fucking die, you clan-murdering bastard!”
For some reason, his bloody mouth curled into a smile.
I didn’t care what the fuck he was thinking. I just wanted to feel him break. I raised my fist for a final, skull-crushing blow…
But Itachi Uchiha didn’t die that day.
