Kaguya's Legacy

(NSFW version of chapter 45, same story, just extra steamy, and not really canon either)

I had us go all the way back to our little basecamp. Just the central hideout we had built was the safest one without going back to the Konoha camp on the border of the Land of Fire. And after these two weeks, I just wanted to be able to relax, and that was the best place.

So we spent the next two days just moving, pretty much going from one end of Rivers to the other, keeping it slow to avoid traps, and just because we were all tied.

Thankfully, we could finally use chakra more freely to keep ourselves warm, so we could at least feel our toes and fingers again, and no more shaking of our limbs.

To our luck, we didn't run into more rain, just fog and thick mists. It was still bad to run around in, and I really didn't envy the Uchiha clan who fought against Mist, because yeah, mist really gets under your clothes.

"Alright, we are almost there, I'm gonna say we have something to eat, real food, so we light a fire, and cook something, but first, we all need a shower, I know I stink, never mind Koji and Kuro, I can't imagine how bad it is for you." I apologized to those two.

Their sharp noses were no doubt suffering over the past two weeks. They had to sniff out traps and patrols, all while we were pretty much covered in urine and barely able to bury our other filth.

 "First one who tries to nap before bathing gets kicked into the stream."

Kuro made a sound halfway between a sneeze and a bark, as if agreeing with me entirely. Koji just slumped down on a flat rock, peeled off one of his gloves, and stared at it like it personally betrayed him.

"Oh yeah," he muttered, voice gravelly. "That's definitely gonna grow legs and walk away soon."

Arata groaned, already tugging at the buckles on his pack. "You know, I think I can actually smell myself for the first time. That can't be good."

Haruto dropped down beside a log with a thud. "My back's made of knives, my feet are pulp, and I think something bit me three days ago and never left."

I let out a huff of amusement and started unrolling the tarp we'd left at the base last time. "Then move. The faster we wash, the faster we eat. Koji, go check if the water is safe."

As Koji reluctantly rose, muttering darkly about river spirits and fungus, I couldn't help watching him go. Two weeks hunched over in silence, barely daring to breathe, and now… well, I was expecting everyone to talk a whole lot more.

Kuro padded after him, tail high, and I swear he looked back at me with a strange look in his eyes.

The group began to bustle—packs opening, spare clothes unsealed, a fire already going nearby, already making this camp feel a hundred times more livable.

Koji returned about ten minutes later, wet to the waist, hair dripping, shirt half off.

"Water's fine," he grunted. "No curses. Just cold. Like, soul-freezing cold."

I smirked. "Good. I want to freeze to death while clean."

"You first," he said, motioning for Kuro to keep me company.

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I didn't plan on saving my clothes; nothing short of fire could cleanse this outfit. Thankfully, I had plenty more to replace it.

So, a few lines drawn across my body with a kunai and my clothes could be peeled off, yeah, peeled off. It was sticking to me in a horrible, disgusting way. And the once clean, fair skin underneath was caked with mud and worse.

Once out of my filthy clothes, I walked into the river.

The water was freezing.

I hissed and shivered, biting down a groan. My toes went numb instantly.

Kuro didn't seem to mind, wading in until the water lapped at his belly, then shaking violently, splattering cold droplets across my legs. I gave him a dry look.

"Thanks."

He huffed and looked smug about it.

Thankfully, I wasn't just a normal person; I was a Kunoichi, and as such, I had ways of dealing with the cold. A bit of chakra was all it took, and I didn't feel the cold anymore. It wasn't warm, but I was so warm that it felt alright.

"Ahhh, that sure was a horrible few weeks, don't you agree? Stuck there, unable to move, to speak." I grumbled as I slowly started washing my body.

My hands rubbing dirt and grime off my skin, once more returning it to its normal pristine state. I was rather proud of my body.

While the Hyūga Clan often had pale skin, mine was far paler, alabaster in nature. It was also smooth, almost incredibly so. Yet, despite how smooth it was, it wasn't fragile.

It was soft as silk, but had the strength of a trained Kunoichi; it didn't bruise too easily. Sure, a hit would turn it red, but nothing more. I might look like a delicate flower, but I wasn't.

"Say Kuro?" I asked, getting his attention. "Do you think I have a nice body?" I asked, cupping my breasts as I focusing on rubbing them as I sat on a large rock, water barely covering them.

The Ninken froze, almost like it didn't fully understand what I asked, it just stared at my body as I squeezed my chest, my fingers sinking into the soft flesh.

His gaze was rather intense.

Kuro let out a little whimper and nodded his head vigorously, and I couldn't help but giggle, my boobs jiggling from the action.

"I'm glad to hear it, I'm pretty proud of it myself, in particular these puppies." I said, pushing my breasts together. "Wait," I paused, "Is it wrong to call them that? given you are a dog and all?" I questioned, looking up at him.

He gave me a look before shrugging, he didn't really mind.

"Alright." I agreed, turning my gaze back to the two soft mounds. "These are pretty big, it's a good thing, but really, it's not nice having to wrap them up under my clothes all the time. But well, it would probably be a bad idea not to." I mumbled, my gaze falling downwards.

I didn't really have a problem with my body, not a real one anyway. Sure, it wasn't nearly as strong as I would have liked, the bloodline in it was thin, but it wasn't bad, worthy of being my body, carrying not just the blood, but also the mind of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki.

It wasn't a perfect body, but I could deal with the small imperfections.

I slowly continued to clean myself, letting my hands rub across every inch of my skin, cleaning it completely. i was filthy, so yeah, I needed to be thorough.

Next to me, Kuro was just playing around in the water, his fur too was caked with mud and filth, but without hands, he could deal with it himself. "Kuro, come here, let me help you." I said, slapping the water next to me.

Kuro stopped jumping around, before wading through the water and standing in front of me, looking up.

"Turn around."

Kuro did as I ordered, his tail swaying.

I grabbed his fur and began pulling out the dirt and other nasty things that were stuck there. The process wasn't quick, but it wasn't slow either. there was plenty of it, so each time I ran my fingers through his fur, they removed plenty. "Yeah, we really did get messy this time didn't we, tell me, did I smell that bad?" I asked as I worked.

Kuro nodded his head, making me huff and flick some water in his face.

"Brat."

I looked over to my left, where the others were, behind some stones and trees, giving me privacy from them. I couldn't help but think about them, in particular Koji, he must have had it hard, stuck there, sniffing our stink the entire time.

"I hope Koji is okay." I mumbled, to which Kuro barked.

"You want me to check?"

Kuro nodded his head.

I hesitated for a moment, "Fine, for you, Kuro." I activated the Byakugan and looked over to the other side. All three of them were still washing up, all still naked.

I tried not to pay too much attention to that aspect, but well, I failed horribly. I had been out there for months, unable to deal with my own needs. i was pent up. and Koji, he was about my age, he was fun to hang out with, and pretty handsome, that roughish charm, a brat. he wasn't bad.

And from what I could see, he was pretty big.

I swallowed thickly.

I couldn't look away, I kept watching him wash, how the movements made his large dick flop around, I couldn't help but imagine how big it must be when hard.

I let out a shaky breath, feeling my own need stir.

"Fuck." I hissed, trying to push the need aside.

Yet, as I watched, Koji kept washing himself, and well, his dick was filthy, so it needed to be washed, and as he gripped in his large hand, and started washing it, jerking his hand along the shaft, one of my own hands slowly left Kuro's body, and went down between my legs.

"Sorry, Kuro."

The Ninken didn't say anything, just huffed, letting me know it was fine, he didn't care.

I bit my lower lip, holding back a groan, my eyes never leaving Koji's body as I slowly jerked myself off.

I wanted him, I really did.

He was handsome, had a large dick, and he knew how to have fun, knew how to live, and that, I wanted. i wanted to feel alive again, and he, he could help me.

"Ah, shit." I gasped as I pushed a finger inside me.

Koji kept washing, and I couldn't stop myself from imagining how he would do it, how those fingers would rub across my body, how that cock would rub against my entrance.

It made my insides ache.

"Koji."

I closed my eyes, letting my fantasy take control.

He would hold me tightly, kiss my lips, my neck, then my breasts, before sliding inside me. His cock, large and hot, pushing inside my tight folds, stretching me.

"Ah, fuck, yes, yes." I groaned, pumping my fingers faster, the pleasure growing.

How big would it be, how hard, how deep would he go.

He would take me hard, he would be rough. like a fucking animal.

"AH, yes, fuck me, harder, yes, yes."

It was so hot, the fantasy, it made my insides burn, it made my heart race.

Yes, he would try to take control. be the alpha, we would fight for it, to be in charge, our fight would be one of sex, he would trust into me, squeeze my hips, my breats, he would growl into my neck, and I would squeeze his cock hard, milk him for every drop he was worth.

I would bite his neck, mark him as mine.

"Ah, fuck, yes, oh god, I'm close."

We would fuck, again and again, all day and night.

He would breed me, make me his.

I hadn't noticed, my mind on my own fantasy, one hand in by sex, three fingers digging into my wet pussy, the other hand, that one was still on Kuro. but it wasn't just washing his fur anymore. no, in had moved down under him, towards his own crotch.

My hand, was now jerking him off.

"Fuck, ah, yes, Koji, fuck me, breed me, oh fuck."

He would cum inside me, fill me to the brim, he would make me his bitch.

"FUCK."

I came, hard, my toes curling, a moan escaping my lips, the sound echoing across the area, bouncing off the trees.

As I came, so did Kuro.

He howled, and thick ropes of white splashed from his cock, and onto the rock and my leg.

"Hah, ah, fuck."

The pleasure, the ecstasy was intense, making me gasp and shiver.

But slowly, it ended, the pleasure faded, and I was able to think clearly once more.

I was horrified.

"Oh god, Kuro, I'm sorry."

The Ninken shook his head, telling me it was okay.

"Still, that was... wrong."

The ninken just snorted, like he didn't really care.

I felt ashamed, I had jerked off Kuro, while jerking myself off, and thinking about Koji.

Worse yet, Kuro was Koji's Ninken, the two could talk to one another, and Kuro could totally tell Koji what I had done!

"Oh god, no, don't tell him, please, I'm sorry."

I begged, making Kuro nod.

"Thank you."

With the two of us cleaned, we got out of the river, and headed back to the others.

"What happened? We heard a sound."

I tensed, but didn't say anything.

"Nothing, I just, slipped."

Koji eyed me, but didn't say anything, he was still naked, and it was hard not to look, so I avoided doing so.

"Let's get moving, we can make the village before nightfall."

We got dressed, and left, Kuro leading the way.

"So, how is the plan going?"

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We returned to camp with hair dripping and fingers red from the cold. Haruto had managed to coax the fire into a proper blaze, and the smell of rice and smoked fish hit me like a jutsu to the face.

I wasted no time in sitting down next to the fire, though Kuro was a step ahead of me, and that damned dog took up most of the space free, forcing me to sit right next to Koji, almost in his lap.

"Here I was just praising him, and this is the thanks I get?" I said to Koji as I sat down, holding my fingers towards the fire.

Koji glanced sideways at me, blinking once, clearly caught between an apology and a grin. "He probably just wanted to make sure you stayed warm," he said, not quite meeting my eyes.

Kuro let out a low, smug huff and stretched out across the tarp like he owned it. His fur was still damp but already fluffing up again near the fire.

I rolled my eyes and leaned in slightly, pressing my side against Koji's out of necessity, though I didn't bother moving when he stiffened.

Haruto handed me a bowl without comment, but the corner of his mouth twitched like he'd seen something worth teasing about later.

The food was basic—steamed rice, dried vegetables, and some smoked fish they must have just caught. It was simple, but it was hot, and it was a heck of a lot better than the rations we had over the past two weeks.

Across from me, Arata was already halfway through his bowl. "So," he said between bites, "are we going to pretend we didn't all spend the last two weeks fantasizing about a hot bath and real food, or…?"

Haruto grunted. "I fantasized about socks that didn't smell like death."

"I fantasized about clean underpants," Koji added, completely deadpan.

I choked on a bite of rice, nearly spraying the fire. "Koji!"

"What? You said be honest!" he defended, throwing up a hand. "I feel like I've been wearing a biohazard."

"When did I say that? We all, right now, agree to never talk about what we had to do the past two weeks, it's forbidden." I said, looking around, and finally poked Koji in the chest.

"Agreed," Arata said with solemnity.

Haruto nodded, and even Kuro barked in agreement.

Koji held up his hands in mock surrender, grinning. "Alright, alright. No more 'filth flashbacks,' got it. Just trying to lighten the mood."

"Stick to jokes that don't involve underwear," I muttered, wishing I could Kotoamatsukami myself into forgetting those two weeks.

"You'd be surprised how few of those I have," Koji said, earning a snort from Haruto.

"We got it, kid, you got a dirty mind, that's fine, just keep your body clean." Arata joked.

Arata finished his bowl and flopped backward on the tarp. "I think I'm gonna sleep for ten hours straight."

"You say that like we won't wake you up at four to take first watch," Haruto replied.

"Don't," Arata groaned. "Let me have this dream for ten more minutes."

I smiled. This wasn't bad. "Alright, I don't care who got the first watch, but tonight, I'm using my privilege as leader to decide I get a full night's worth of sleep."

(End of chapter)