A Lewd New World18+

~Rising Action~

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.

"KATSU!"

A moment of silence, tension at its peak. Time seemed to slow; it happened at a snail's pace.

Flashes of light.

Immense heat.

Expansion.

A wall of sound, compressed air vibrating, crashing outward.

HISS

CRACK

BANG

BOOOOOM

Explosions rippled through the air, a series of great fiery thunderclaps which smote the earth like a mighty hammer. Smoke blossomed, and the ground shook. Great clouds of dust were kicked up by the force.

A mighty wind swirled and rushed out from the epicenter of the blasts, tearing fiercely at Deidara's cloak. She held her hands up high above her head, as if in exultation. Her hair blew backwards, bangs driven across her face by the buffeting gale.

The smoke was thick and white, dried clay dust filling the air. The ground cracked and cratered in the tumult of the blasts, buckling and groaning under the sheer force exerted upon it.

Sasori gazed with a stony face at the product of her partner's temper.

"You are too rash, Deidara..." she said, waving a hand before her face. The dust was heavy in the air – she could hardly see.

"Hmph!" the blonde scoffed, sneering at the dense cloud of debris which shrouded the area she'd attacked. "We don't need to negotiate with Uchiha, you dig? Nothing good'll come of getting involved with that sort."

The redhead shook her head slowly. The motion was strange, smooth and fluid yet not quite organic.

"You are not even trying to follow orders, are you?"

Deidara smirked.

"Like you are?" she retorted. "I saw how you were looking at that Sarutobi chick."

"That is a different matter entirely," said Sasori simply. "The only one we really need is Naruto... the leader would surely not mind if I took one or two of the girls for my own purposes."

"Oh? And what would those purposes be, pray tell?"

Deidara's one visible eye widened. Sasori swiveled her head to stare blankly at the clearing smoke.

They saw the four Leaf ninja, perfectly unharmed. Their clothes weren't even scuffed!

Arms of chakra were encircling the group, flattened and overlapping like strips of segmented armor. Their color was difficult to place, seeming to shift in the light, irridescent as a beetle's shell, and partially translucent.

Naruto's hands were clasped together as one in prayer, and his body danced with flames of same make as the arms. Pure chakra flickered over his body, a shroud of light not unlike the halo of a saint. A long cloak of chakra fell down his back, moving like a living thing.

Strange, faintly runic markings covered his whole body.

He opened his eyes, as blue as anything, and beamed at the two Akatsuki women.