Naruto: Futanari System

Ryoku stared Chojuro directly in the eyes, firm and expectant, determined to get answers. What he didn't realize was just how much of an effect his stare was having on the boy. Beneath that sharp gaze, Chojuro stayed frozen, visibly tense, his shoulders slightly hunched forward in a defensive posture.

"Did you see something you weren't meant to?" Ryoku pressed, his voice slicing clean through the heavy silence. Chojuro didn't react, keeping the same mortified, flustered expression. His face, already pink from embarrassment, somehow managed to flush even redder.

Seeing that this conversation was going nowhere fast, Ryoku let go of Chojuro's chin with a sigh, his hand moving in a casual swing to lightly pat Chojuro's ass as encouragement. But the moment his fingers connected, Ryoku froze solid. Chojuro's ass was… far bigger than he had anticipated. He hadn't paid the boy's body much attention before—sure, Chojuro's face did look quite feminine—but Ryoku never expected his body to match.

Chojuro's ass was soft, so soft in fact that Ryoku could feel it jiggle beneath his hand from the light impact. That slight jiggle sent ripples running up and down Chojuro's wide, shapely behind. The moment Ryoku's hand connected, Chojuro flinched hard and tensed up on instinct. "Ooh…" Chojuro moaned before he could stop himself, making the awkward tension between them spike to unbearable levels.

Unable to believe what his hand had just touched, Ryoku looked down. What he saw only shocked him further. Chojuro's brown and white camo pants clung to his ass like a second skin, outlining every curve and crevice, even his ass crease—something usually hidden without clothes removed—was clearly visible through the fabric.

Horrified, Ryoku looked up at Chojuro's blushing face, then back down to the obscene display below. His mind reeled. 'What? B-but how…?'

Incredibly embarrassed from having just moaned in front of Ryoku, Chojuro spun around and grabbed Ryoku's shirt, burying his face in Ryoku's chest. "S-sorry, I-I didn't mean to…" Chojuro stuttered, clinging on as though his life depended on it.

Chojuro was pressed so close that Ryoku could feel the unmistakable press of Chojuro's erection against his own crotch. Ryoku's brain short-circuited under the overstimulation. From Chojuro's massive, shapely ass and thick thighs to the slight but noticeable erection brushing against him—Ryoku could feel his own cock beginning to swell, pushing right back against Chojuro's.

Chojuro noticed this immediately and sprang back, red-faced and flustered. "S-sorry!" he exclaimed, but the damage had been done. The awkwardness between them had twisted into something heavier, hotter—a thick sexual tension neither could deny.

Ryoku was embarrassed too, but seeing that he wasn't the only one, he let it go without further comment. The two returned to their chore, fetching refreshments and heading back to the meeting room, each carrying their share of the burden. Ryoku held two cups, Chojuro one. Neither spoke the entire walk back, choosing to pretend nothing had happened.

Re-entering the room, Ryoku made his way to Mei first. As he leaned forward to set the cup before her, he could feel her gaze burning into him. Mei tried to look away, but couldn't help herself. When Ryoku looked up to flash her a polite smile, he realized she wasn't just watching him—she was biting her lip, her eyes practically undressing him.

Startled, Ryoku quickly set the cup down and hurried over to Ao.

Ao, ever the professional, offered no such complications. Just a polite nod before Ryoku returned to his seat.

The meeting resumed, as normal as it could possibly be under the circumstances. This time, Ryoku found himself openly encouraged to contribute, despite his low rank, which surprised him. Chojuro, for his part, refrained from looking in Ryoku's direction altogether. Things, oddly enough, seemed to have sorted themselves out.

As the meeting drew to a close, the Mist and Leaf came to an agreement. Tsunade would allow the Mist to use the routes bordering the Land of Fire and those leading into Konoha, provided the Mist paid a tax on the revenue made through them. Thanks to Ryoku's help, the Leaf secured an official alliance with the Mist, breaking the decades-long stalemate.

The Leaf was now undoubtedly the strongest village in the shinobi world, thanks to its alliances with both the Sand and Mist. The Hidden Cloud and the Hidden Stone were left at a sharp disadvantage, something that would prove brutal later on.

As Mei rose to leave, she leaned over the table to shake Lady Tsunade's hand. Then, unexpectedly, she turned to Ryoku as well, extending her hand. Ryoku stood to meet her, lowering his head slightly in respect as he shook her hand.

As Mei exited the room, she exchanged a few quiet words with Chojuro, words Ryoku just happened to overhear. "Did you see the treatment that young man was giving his Hokage? I'd like you to learn from him."

Chojuro, who had finally regained his normal complexion, went pink all over again. "I-I…" he stuttered helplessly as the two disappeared beyond the doorway.

Ryoku scratched his head, baffled. 'Treatment? What is she referring to? I didn't really do much…' he pondered. But his thoughts were quickly interrupted as Tsunade stood and wrapped an arm around his waist.

"You did good today," Tsunade said as she faced him, her hands now resting comfortably on either side of his waist.

Ryoku shrugged. "Well, I didn't do much…" But before he could finish, Tsunade leaned in and placed a quick, soft kiss on his lips.

"You did. You just don't realize. I never even thought an alliance was possible."

Ryoku blinked in shock, a strange, fuzzy warmth blossoming in his chest from the kiss. But something didn't sit right with him. 'She never intended on an alliance? That makes her actions make sense, but even so… The alliance was clearly on the table, how didn't she see that? Am I just missing something? I understand they don't teach politics or economics as a subject in ninja school, but surely…'

Before his thoughts could spiral any further, Koharu broke into the moment, shattering the intimacy. "Yes, Ryoku, you did well. From the skills you've demonstrated, I'd say we ought to bring you to all Konoha Council meetings and see your skills. We need bright minds."

Tsunade nodded in agreement, her hands still comfortably resting on Ryoku's waist. "Would you like to do an internship with the council? We'll have you shadow Koharu, and I'll occasionally help out."

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