I've been reading fanfiction for years, but just decided to write a fic of my own. The whole "Naruto and a bunch of girls end up on a deserted island together" is nothing new, but I'll try to add my own unique spin on it, and I hope you enjoy it. Rated M for naughtiness, language, and downright sexual scenes. Leave a review, let me know what you think. This is my first story, after all.

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own Naruto.

The Island of Paradise

Chapter 1: Into the Ghost Ocean

Fourth Collection of the Uzumaki Clan, detailed and written by Uzumaki Hideo, seventeenth official Chief Historian of Uzushiogakure, year of 1203 AC (in the years After the discovery of Chakra).

Fifteenth Passage of the Final Years of the Fourth Century of the Uzumaki Clan (in the years since the Clan's founding).

Part Five of Fifteenth Passage: An Examination of Uzumaki Exploration

The Uzumaki Clan is world-renowned for its unparalleled skill and knowledge regarding all manner of seals, but almost completely unknown is the Clan's vast experience in the exploration of undiscovered lands far from the inhabited Elemental Nations. Indeed, as of the past century, considerable funds have been allocated toward the discovery and exploration of the unmapped regions of the world. While the Sand Shinobi of the Wind Country struggle to cope with the sheer size of their desert continent and the Lightning Rogues of the Far Northern Mountains straddle the edges of their impressive ranges, the brilliant people of the Uzumaki Clan have pushed past their country boundaries, and expanded from their small island nation into the vastness of the unexplored Kaijuu Ocean.

Known by locals of the Endless East as the "Ghost Ocean," the Kaijuu Ocean remains much a mystery. Several attempts by other nations to discover islands or other landmasses in this vast ocean, situated south of Demon Country and her collective colonies and thousands of kilometers away from the island of Uzushio, have yielded only indications of nothing but water and salt. Entire exploration teams, well equipped and supplied, have never been seen again, lost among the endless horizon of the "Ghost Ocean." It is, for all intents and purposes, a dead sea.

However, recent findings by the Uzumaki Exploration Teams paint a different picture. An island, approximately 1150 kilometers to the east of Moon Island, was discovered. It took the Team months to find the island, with the loss of almost a dozen crew members, and just as long to return home, but the tales and trinkets they brought back were well worth the sacrifice.

The Team's head captain described a large island. He told of endless rainforests, thick enough to choke out the sunlight, along with an assortment of strange and wondrous wildlife and plantlife, and beautiful beaches coasted by clear waters that shone under the high sun. In the two weeks the crew explored the island, they found no trace of civilization. No tools or monuments, no homes or artifacts, only the untamed jungle, untouched by human hands. Essentially, a paradise unspoiled.

But paradise was not…sealing...chakra...preservation seal failure...colonization efforts…

"What? That doesn't make any sense."

"The rest of the scroll is faded, baka! I can barely make out the rest of the passage. Only a few words are visible."

"What about the other scrolls?"

"You mean the ones that are burnt beyond recognition? Yeah, fat chance of getting anything useful from them. This was the best one we found from the ruins. All of the others were either torn to shreds or faded from the elements."

Naruto sighed and sat next to his pink-haired teammate.

"So that's it?"

"Yes, but it provided way more information than I thought. Don't you see, Naruto? This could be the answer!" Sakura yelled excitedly, pumping her fist into the air.

Naruto eyed her skeptically. "How?"

"Well, your goal is to find the remnants of the Uzumaki, right?" He nodded. "Then don't you understand? They supposedly discovered an uninhabited island far away from civilization. See this line? It's slightly faded, but it's still clear. 'Colonization efforts.' This was written fifty years before the destruction of Uzushio. If Uzushio was already planning further expeditions to this newly discovered island at the time of its writing, don't you think they would have made considerable progress by the time the village was destroyed? Fifty years is a long time, Naruto, and your clan was peerless in its brilliance."

"You think they made a home on this island?"

Sakura shrugged.

"It's definitely a possibility. I wouldn't put it past them to establish some kind of colony on this island. Whether or not it was successful is hard to say. This is the most up-to-date history text we could find in the ruins. Between the time of this text being written and the destruction of Uzushio, a lot could have happened. Who knows? They could have a full-fledged civilization on the island, unaware of the events of the past ninety years." She stretched her arms and barely stifled a yawn. The kunoichi glanced at the clock, eyes widening as she witnessed the time. "Kami, it's already midnight! I have to get up at six for the morning shift. Let's call it a night, okay? We'll pick this up tomorrow night. Maybe there's something we've missed."

Naruto smiled at his best friend. "Sounds like a plan, Sakura-chan." He stood up, as did Sakura. He suppressed a chuckle as he once again noticed the difference in their height. Gone were the days he was the shortest of his team. At the age of eighteen, he now stood five inches taller than his female teammate, at a height of five feet and ten inches. He received joy every time she was forced to look up to talk to him, though he would certainly not tell her. The last thing he needed was a punch to the jaw for insulting her rather short stature.

He walked to the door, and she followed. Before touching the doorknob, he turned to her, "Well, I guess this is good night," he said awkwardly, looking at the pink-haired beauty before him. She wore a pair of black shorts which ended mid-thigh, exposing to her long and toned legs. A red top covered her torso, which gave him an eyeful of exposed shoulder and her cleavage, her light skin glistening in the low, artificial light of the apartment. She was beautiful to him years ago when he first met her at the Academy, when they were only eight years old. Now, ten years later, she was still beautiful, but it was the beauty of a young woman, one who had stuck by him for so long, that captivated him instead of a childish crush.

"Yeah…" She replied shyly, her emerald eyes gazing to the side.

At that, he believed his time was up, and made to turn toward the door, but was stopped by a slight tugging on his sleeve. He had little time to react as her arms encircled his waist and her head rested against his shoulder. Naruto tensed for a brief moment, a terrible habit formed from his younger, troubled years, but relaxed quick enough and wrapped his arms around her slim waist. He held her close, his chin resting on the top of her head, and enjoyed the warmth and comfort she provided. It ended too quickly for his liking, however, as she pulled away, and the loss of her body pressed to him left an immense sense of loneliness with the young blond. The feeling quickly ceased as a pair of soft lips touched the corner of his mouth.

It only lasted a few seconds, but the gesture left a deep blush covering his whisker-marked cheeks as she pulled away. He noticed a blush of her own dusting her cheeks as she smiled warmly at him. "Good night, Naruto."

Nodding dumbly and a wide grin on his face, Naruto left her apartment, his heart beating a million kilometers an hour, an affliction, unknown to Naruto, shared by his pink-haired teammate. When he took to the rooftops, framed by the bright moon, his mind wandered to thoughts of Sakura and the events of the past year.

More than a year ago, he was in the middle of a brutal war, battling the forces of the two Uchiha, Obito and Madara. Obstacle after obstacle was thrown his way. The Allied Shinobi Forces, a loose alliance of the Five Great Shinobi Nations, struggled against the onslaught of Kabuto's resurrected army of ninja. The situation seemed manageable until the legendary Uchiha, Madara, was brought back to the land of the living. Wave after wave of Allied Shinobi fell to his unbeatable prowess. Even the power of all the Kages failed to match the supreme skill of the Uchiha.

It was one of the few fights he never truly won. The fighting force of the reunited Team Seven, touted as the second coming of the Sannin, was still not enough to defeat the juggernaut shinobi. Adding in the Juubi, and the situation seemed unwinnable. However, through a complex series of events that left even Naruto's head spinning (and he was there), Madara was tricked into becoming a summoning conductor for the rabbit goddess, Kaguya. Combined with the power of the Sage of Six Paths, Team Seven defeated the goddess, officially ending the war.

Another battle, years in the making, also reached its conclusion. Though reunited with Team Seven, Sasuke chose to rebel against the Elemental Nations one final time. In a battle that would no doubt become the stuff of legends, with valleys created and whole mountain ranges formed, the two rivals settled their endless fighting. Both brought to the brink of death, expended of all chakra and barely conscious, they ended the Cycle of Hatred. Sasuke surrendered to him, promising to never cause trouble for the Elemental Nations again. After weeks of recuperation, and a full pardon, Sasuke left to travel the world. He never spoke of returning to Konoha, but promised to keep a lookout for trouble. Strangely, Naruto was the only one who saw him off. Sakura and Kakashi, still frosty toward the once traitorous Uchiha, elected to avoid the affair altogether, a decision Naruto understood and respected. It brought pain to his heart to see his friend leave, but Naruto knew it was for the best. Life in Konoha would not work for Sasuke.

With the end of the war came a burning sensation to understand his ancestry. Seeing his undead father during the war sparked an interest in his family's history. He first tried researching his father's side of the family, but quickly hit a dead end. Being an orphan, Namikaze Minato had no family, and any chance of studying birth records were shattered due to Pein's attack on Konoha, which destroyed several archives. Despite his best efforts, nothing could be found, not even a hint of possible citizens related to his father. This dampened his spirits, but did not crush his drive. He soon turned to his mother's side of the family.

The Uzumaki Clan...Naruto knew his surname held respect, but only after doing some light research did he truly understand the power his mother's clan possessed in their heyday. Unmatched skill with seals, water techniques that could summon kilometer-wide whirlpools, and architecture which touched the heavens. It fascinated him. To be descended from a clan of such prestige made him proud, minus the fact that they were pretty much wiped out some forty years ago. It disheartened him to realize his only living family was scattered across the Elemental Nations, with last names changed to avoid persecution from those fearful of the Uzumaki's power. That was partly the reason Kumo and Kiri banded together to destroy the much smaller island nation. Though the Uzumaki had long maintained neutrality in mainland wars, aggressors against Konoha during the Second Shinobi War feared a military alliance between Konoha and its historic sister village, Uzushio. Deciding to act before such a thing could become reality, the two shinobi powers launched a full-scale assault on the village. Though the invading forces suffered massive casualties from the well-equipped defenders of the village, greater numbers eventually overwhelmed the smaller forces of Uzushio, and the village fell after a month of intense fighting.

Most of the inhabitants were slaughtered, the few survivors scattered to the far corners of the world to avoid certain death. The village was turned to ruins, with most of the archives and records destroyed. Some of this damage was done by the Uzumaki themselves, to avoid powerful jutsu and sealing techniques falling into the hands of the enemy. Vengeful Kumo and Kiri ninja destroyed most of the records of Uzumaki history, leaving only the random scroll or tattered pieces of parchment among the stone and wooden ruins of the once great village. Naruto knew well the devastation. A month ago, him and Sakura spent a week combing through the ruins of the village. Tears were brought to his eyes as he spotted skeletons of his fallen clanspeople, and the empty ruins of his mother's home. Naruto was thankful for his teammate's company as he mourned the loss of a family he never knew. She comforted him, held him until his cries ceased, and whispered sweet songs into his ears as he drifted asleep. He was forever grateful for her presence that day, and she would never understand just how thankful he was to have her there.

It was at that time a definite shift in their relationship became apparent. Subtle things at first, such as brief handholding and longer hugs, but gradually led to more. Kisses on the cheek, ones that sometimes touched the corners of his mouth, as what happened mere minutes ago. Sakura would lean against him, resting her head on his shoulder. Occasionally, he would rest his head in her lap, and she would play with his hair, twisting his blond locks delicately between her lithe fingers. They would spend hours and hours at Team Seven's official training ground, simply enjoying each other's company on a beautiful sunny day. Sometimes, they would even bring a picnic basket, and he would eat bowl after bowl of fresh ramen…

He nearly lost his footing as he came to a realization. Him and Sakura...were doing couple stuff. It sounded like it, right? Couples hold hands, lean against each other, and have picnics...right? He was not an expert in relationships by a longshot, but even he understood the basics of a healthy romantic relationship...and this was sounding just like one. Did Sakura like him? He liked her for sure. Hell, he basically declared his undying love for her for the better part of five years when they were younger. While he did not know if he loved her the way his younger self boasted on a daily basis, he knew he had feelings for her, feelings that went beyond friendship. Could they be a couple?

When he started this path to discover the Uzumaki's history, he did not want to go it alone. Without hesitation, Sakura joined him in his endeavor, offering her book smarts and work ethic to the daunting task of researching a subject that had faded from the history books. She never complained, helping him every step of the way, always determined to find some shred of evidence to suggest the survival of his clan. He knew only of Karin, a member of Sasuke's former band of rogue nin, and she was not exactly the...sanest person in the world. She was the type obsessed with freaky and weird experiments, and that was a definite no as far as Naruto was concerned. When Sakura once said that some Uzumaki believed in clan purity and only married inside the clan, she jokingly suggested him and Karin should sleep together to preserve the line of the Uzumaki Clan. She made this joke when he was sipping on some soda, and the near choking experience he received left her in a fit of giggles. Clan purity...he shuddered to think. Call him radical, but maybe staying in the clan that "way" was not a great idea.

His inner thoughts kept him distracted, and before long he found himself standing in front of the Hokage Tower. The village was asleep, with only street lights on at this time of night, but there was one person he knew would be up during this late hour. Gazing to the very top of the Tower, where the Hokage's office rested, he could make out the faint traces of light peaking through the curtain-covered window panels that viewed over the village. A grin made its way to his face. Oh, this was going to be good…

Forming a hand sign, the blond focused chakra into the air around him. Though incomplete and under-powered compared to his father's legendary technique, his version of the famous Hiraishin worked well for short distances, and he never tired of using it. Literally. His vast reserves meant he could perform the technique as much as he wanted, though it was limited to seals placed on solid surfaces. He was not a sealing expert, so manufacturing a seal capable of holding so much power on a paper tag placed on a kunai was still above his skill set. With time, and patience, he was certain he could replicate his father's technique. For now, however, he settled for his own bastardized version. Feeling the pulse of his receiving seal high above reacting to his chakra probe, Naruto surged his chakra upward and smiled as the pulling sensation took hold on his body.

What did space-time ninjutsu feel like? Well, imagine walking through a hallway barely wide enough for you to fit in. Now, imagine the walls surrounding you as streaks of blue and white light zooming by you at speeds barely perceivable to the human eye. The trick is to always face forward. Turning your head or changing the direction of your body could cause a disruptive in the intended pathway your chakra was creating through the world. Basically, a person could end up with a few limbs missing or part of their body trapped in a solid mass, such as a wall or the ground. It had never happened to him, even when he became distracted his first few times using the technique, but he did plow into a few trees and ended up far away from his intended target. The seal placed on a solid surface acted as a receiver, or an anchor, which guided the user of the technique through the dangerous realm between space and time. Theoretically, he could use it without an anchor, but that was uncharted territory. He had neither the control nor the experience to achieve such a feat. Even his father never dared to use without an anchor seal. Only the Nidaime Hokage could perform the technique to a varied range of success without an anchor, something Naruto had witnessed firsthand during the war. The distance was limited, the Nidaime admitted to him before vanishing to the afterlife, but provided a more practical solution as opposed to placing a seal on every surface or relying on kunai to mark an intended destination.

For right now, he was content with his version. He felt his body exit out of the realm and normal physics took hold on his body. His foot barely touched the hardwood floor of the office before a chair was being thrown his direction. Reacting quickly, he ducked. The chair sailed over his head just as last appendage, his arm, was exiting the realm, and he tucked his body into a ball and rolled toward the desk. Before he collided with the desk, the young blond sprung to his feet and threw his arms in the air in a over-dramatic manner. Hearing the chair crash into the wall behind him, Naruto opened his mouth and cheerfully yelled, "Hey, Baa-chan!"

Staring at his fellow blonde, Naruto could understand why Ero-Sennin had a major thing for her. Pretty face and, he grudgingly admitted, a smoking hot body, but currently that pretty face was set in a scowl, and her honey colored eyes were glaring at him with murderous intent. If he were a lesser shinobi, he may have cowered under her vicious stare and killer intent, but he was Uzumaki Naruto. Nothing scared him, except an angry Sakura. One time, he made her really mad, and he ended up halfway to the mo-

"Dammit, gaki! I told you to stop doing that!" The busty Hokage screamed. Due to the fact she had pretty much demolished her chair in an attempt to hit him, Tsunade was standing up, her arms folded underneath her bust, and a look of great discontent marring her pretty facial features. He suppressed a chuckle. Just like Sakura, he was taller than the Godaime Hokage, possessing a height at least four inches greater than that of the only female member of the Sannin. He chose not to comment, as she already looked a bit agitated with him. Scared he was not, though he did not desire a trip to the emergency room. Actually, Kurama could probably heal him...or laugh at his unfortunate circumstance and refuse to heal him. You never knew when dealing with a smartass fox.

"Yeah, but I have to get some practice in! Plus it's awesome seeing the look on your face when I just pop out of thin air. Ahhh...priceless." Her glare intensified and she gripped the her desk. It did not take a genius to realize what was about to happen, and Naruto quickly attempted to defuse the situation before more property damage occurred. "I mean...I won't do it again. Promise. Cross my heart and hope to die. Swear to Kami. Swear to the Log. And any other deity...good enough?"

"Naruto…" Oh boy, her fingers were digging into the desk.

"Ahhh...turn that frown upside down? Come on, Baa-chan! You're much too pretty to look so angry. Lighten up!"

His fellow blonde blushed and released her death grip on the desk. Crisis averted, he thought cheerfully.

"Well aren't you a charmer…" She muttered. "Why are you here, Naruto? Can't you see I have work to do?"

He glanced at the desk. A few papers were tossed here and there, but nothing matching the typical kilometer high stacks of unattended paperwork he was used to seeing. "What? Can't a loyal shinobi come to see what his Hokage is up to?"

Tsunade sighed.

"It's almost one in the morning, gaki. You shouldn't be up at this time."

"True, but you shouldn't either," he countered.

"Fine. Let's agree we both shouldn't be up this late, but I have paperwork to do. Shizune's been hounding to get all of it done before the Perverted Scarecrow takes over. Wouldn't be fair to leave him with a mess, or something like that."

"Looks like you have most of it done."

She laughed and glanced at the desk.

"Yeah, it only took about a week of non-stop work to get it done. Did you know there are 117 different kinds of permits for building in Konoha? I didn't until just yesterday, and there are hundreds of applications put through every month."

"Really?" It sounded more complex than it should be, but who was he to question bureaucracy at its finest?

"Take notes, gaki. You'll be doing this paperwork someday. My dream is to live to see you panic when faced with mountains of dreaded paperwork."

Naruto gulped.

"I could...I could use a shadow clone…"

Tsunade laughed.

"Do you trust your clones to do something right when you, the creator, don't want to do it yourself? They are basically an extension of yourself, gaki. They act like you act, and do what you would do. Trust me; I've already tried. My clone went straight to the liquor cabinet. You ever get drunk with your own clone? It's a...different experience. Here's a piece of advice: don't challenge your own clone to a drinking contest. You both lose, and get twice the hangover when it eventually disappears. Kami, that headache wouldn't go away for days…"

"...is it too late to become an ANBU? I hear they deal with less paperwork."

"Much too late, gaki. You think Hatake is going to let you interfere with his retirement plans? I give him five years before he steps down and just gives you the damn hat. He's not even Hokage and he's already complaining about the paperwork. Weak bastard…" She grumbled. "But enough about that. Why are you up this late, gaki? Surely it's not to just see me."

A blush adorned his face.

"Well, ah, I just left Sakura's place."

"Oh? Do tell, gaki." A wicked grin spread across her face and she plopped her elbows on the desk. Tsunade leaned forward a little too eagerly for his liking, giving him an eyeful of cleavage. "And just what were you doing at Sakura's this late? Hmmm? Defiling my innocent student, Uzumaki?"

"What?! No!" Naruto sputtered. "We were...I was just...Gah!"

"Did you at least use protection? Wouldn't want to become a dad so young, right?" She asked, giggling after seeing his horror-struck expressions. "Relax, gaki. I'm just messing with you. Seriously, though. Contraceptive jutsu. You should learn it. Want me to show you the handsigns?"

"I don't need...can we not have this conversation? Sakura and I were just reading through some of the scrolls we found at Uzushio. No sex."

This seemed to garner Tsunade's interest, and her playful look changed to a more thoughtful one. "Find anything useful?"

"Something about an island in the middle of the Kaijuu Ocean."

Tsunade raised an eyebrow.

"Really? The Ghost Sea?"

"You've heard of it?"

"It's a well-known fact that it's pretty much an empty ocean. You should read more, gaki."

"I did, and it turns out it might not be empty like everyone thinks. The most intact scroll we could read told of an island discovered by the Uzumaki, fifty years prior to Uzushio's destruction. Sakura thinks it's possible some Uzumaki lived on the island and avoided the massacre that happened in Uzushio."

"Now that's really interesting," Tsunade commented. "Bring the scroll by when you two have finished with it. It sounds like something I need to read. An island in Kaijuu…"

Naruto smiled. It would be nice to have a pair of fresh eyes examine the scroll. Maybe she would see something they had missed. "No problem. Let us know what you think."

"Thanks. Now, back to my original question: what are you doing here?"

"To be honest, I don't want to go to bed. I wanted someone to talk with, and I knew you'd be the only one still up in this whole village. I just didn't expect to see you doing paperwork. I thought you'd be drinking."

"Oh, so you were coming to pick on an old drunk, eh gaki? Well, I'll have you know that I haven't had a drop of sake all day."

Naruto's eyes widened. That was a bold claim.

"Really?"

"I have some self-control, Naruto. Unlike someone who can't go a day without ramen."

"Let me guess...Shizune-chan cleared all your secret stashes?"

Tsunade groaned.

"Correct, gaki. All of them. She replaced them with bottled water. I haven't had so much water since I was twelve. Screw those who say it tastes good. It's bland at best. Give me sake or wine...or even a soda. But no! Shizune has me on this new health kick."

"Well, that's good. You really should cut back on the drinking." He took a step toward the desk. "It really isn't…"

Creak

Both Naruto and Tsunade stared at the floorboard he stepped on. Perplexed, Naruto shifted his weight on the piece of wood.

Creak

"Eh? What's this?" He moved his foot and bent down to investigate. He squinted his eyes at the wooden plank and noticed it did not quite align with the other planks surrounding it. Curious, he dug his fingernails underneath the sides of the floorboard and pried the piece of wood off the floor with little effort. His eyes widened as he viewed the contents of the secret compartment. "Oh, you gotta be kidding me…"

"What is it?" Tsunade asked, concerned.

Naruto sighed and grabbed the object in the compartment. "It's a fucking bottle of sake," he said, showing her the mentioned bottle. It appeared Shizune had missed a stash.

"Hey, I forgot about that stash!" Tsunade announced cheerfully, gaining stars in her eyes as she stared at the precious bottle of alcohol. "Pass it here, gaki!"

"Don't you have work to do? You shouldn't be drinking."

"The paperwork can wait. I haven't had a sip all day. Come on!" She whined.

"Shizune-chan wouldn't like this…" Naruto said uncertainly.

"Ah, she won't know! A little sip won't hurt." Seeing his conflicted expression, Tsunade pressed, "How about we share a drink? Ya know, celebrate...ah...the inauguration of the next Hokage! That's worthy of a toast, right gaki?"

"That's probably the worst excuse I've ever heard," Naruto deadpanned.

"Come on, live a little! Hey, if you drink with me, then you can cut me off before I really get wasted. Besides, you've been working hard on this project of yours. Unwind for once!"

"Well…" He never had alcohol before. Honestly, it never appealed to him. Seeing Ero-Sennin and Tsunade get shitfaced so many times really turned him off the idea. Still, he was sort of curious, and it was better than leaving Tsunade to drink alone in her office. "Alright."

"Wahoo!" The busty Hokage cheered. Who knew someone could get so excited about a drink?

"But just a little," he insisted.

"Yeah, yeah, now give it here! I'll pour us some!" From one of her desk drawers, she brought out a few saucers.

'Guess Shizune-chan didn't think to take those,' Naruto thought, passing the bottle reluctantly to her. He watched as she poured the sake into the saucers.

"Here you go, gaki! A toast to perverted scarecrow-kun!"

"Well, let's see how this goes…"

As per the agreement between Konoha and Kumo after the end of the Fourth Great Shinobi War, the two villages constantly maintained diplomatic ties, with open channels and communications to prevent any future conflicts. It was a deal agreed by all the Great Nations after the war, but Konoha and Kumo had a special relationship. Being the undisputed super powers of the Elemental Nations, it was vital that the two villages kept a cordial relationship. Anything less could lead to war, and every nation agreed, from Wind to Water, that never again would the shinobi villages wage warfare. The cost was too great.

Part of this recent surge of diplomacy included the permanent positioning of a minimum of two diplomats from each respective country, one a civilian of importance and the other a ninja of high-rank. This was to ensure both sectors of the populace were represented fairly in the new diplomatic system. Civilian diplomats would hammer out trade deals and international laws, and ninja diplomats would work out border disputes and maintain communications between Kages. The system was new, but it was already proven much more favorable than the old one, which entailed a messenger hawk to carry correspondence between governments. The hawks were dependable, but they lacked the ability to put emotion and sincerity behind a message between leaders. Diplomats could smooth over situations days before a messenger hawk even made it to a Kage.

Diplomats, both civilian and ninja, performed a tour of six months. After this time, a different diplomat would arrive, relieving the previous diplomat of their duty. Since the system was still in its infancy, previous diplomats returning to their posts in the same village had not been established, but it was not ruled out. The rotation system was to allow the diplomat to return to their home village and take a break from tedious diplomatic duties. Preventing conflict between villages required hard work, and only those specially skilled in diplomacy were chosen to fulfill this important role.

This was the reason Samui had made the long trek from Kumo to Konoha. She had been personally chosen by the Raikage to hold the post of ninja diplomat in Konoha. This was partly due to the fact that she was one of the more level headed ninja of her generation, and her important role in the Fourth Great Shinobi War. Her elevation to the role had been relatively last minute, hence the reason she was currently traveling alone. The civilian diplomat arrived at Konoha a week ago. Her departure was delayed due to an emergency in the high mountains north of Kumo. A few civilians were killed by half a dozen rogue shinobi, and she was sent to deal with the problem. It turned out to be almost nothing. The rogue ninja were chunin level at best, no match for a high-level jounin of her caliber. She spent most of her time tracking them, which took about three days. The actual fighting lasted little more than five minutes, a testament to her skill as a kunoichi. After finishing her mission, and a quick night's rest, Samui departed for Konoha, crossing the frozen tundras of Frost Country and the humid badlands of Hotsprings in record time. And then the damn endless forests of Fire Country. Call her biased, but she preferred the mountainous paths of her home country to the thick forests surrounding Konoha.

Nevertheless, even her fast pace threatened to delay her arrival, and she skipped a night's rest to make up for lost time. The relief she felt as she glimpsed the great gates of Konoha just as the sun was rising temporarily made her forget the soreness of her shoulders and back, and the dull pain in her calves. The curvaceous blonde redoubled her speed, ignoring her soreness, and made it to the registration center at the gate in record time. She was so tired, she barely acknowledged the shinobi checking her papers, simply repeating "yes" over and over again. Honestly, he probably could have asked her to show him her breasts and she would not have the strength to give him a very heated and well-deserved reply.

However, the check-in went without a hitch, and the shinobi welcomed her to Konoha with a respectful bow. In her tired state, all she could muster was a nod, and made her way through the gates. The last time she had seen the village, it was still recovering from Akatsuki's destructive invasion. Most of the buildings were in ruins, and entire streets were destroyed. Now, it looked completely intact, save for a few buildings still undergoing construction. At this relatively early hour, not many civilians were up and around, though she spotted a few ninja darting across the maze of rooftops. It impressed her that Konoha could repair itself within such a short amount of time, but she had little urge to sightsee at the moment. Right now, all she wished was a warm bed and good sleep. Maybe a trip to the local hot springs to ail her sore back. That sounded great. First and foremost, however, she needed to check with the Hokage before she did anything else, and that included before sleep. Anything less would be considered rude, and she did not want to make a bad impression on her first day on the job. Tired as she was, she had a duty to represent Kumo.

Her pace was slow as she walked to the Hokage Tower. She was not familiar with the village, but the Tower was easily the tallest building in the village, and could be spotted from every corner of the sprawling settlement. Samui noticed a few cafes and shops that piqued her interest along the way. She made a mental note to visit them when she had the time, but right now she was too tired to care. All she wanted to do was get the pleasantries with the Hokage out of the way before heading to bed. Ah, she could picture it now. The soft and comfortable mattress and pillows of the luxurious diplomatic suites. It sounded so cool right now…

She had just made it to the entrance of the building when she heard a very loud scream. Despite her exhaustion, she tensed up, adrenaline pumping through her body as she took a fighting stance. She glanced up at the Tower. The scream came from up there, near the floor with the large windows overlooking the village. It was certainly the Hokage's office. 'An assassination attempt?' Samui wondered. She looked around and noticed no shinobi running to the Tower. Indeed, they seemed to ignore it completely! How could they do that? Their Hokage was possibly endanger! Well, she wasn't one to sit around and do nothing! Pumping chakra into her tired feet, the busty kunoichi rocketed off the ground and aimed for the windows far above. Tanto in hand, she would face whatever threat was besieging the Hokage.

Shizune hummed a happy tune as she made her way up the Hokage Tower. Bright and early in the morning, the pretty raven-haired assistant bore a wide smile as she climbed each step. Why was she so happy? Well, she was always happy, but today was different. No, today she was not only happy, but in a celebratory mood. It took the best efforts on her part, but she finally got her master to sit down and perform her Hokage duties. It was hard work, but after removing every trace of sake from the Hokage Tower and her master's living quarters, Shizune finally managed to keep her away from drinking for at least a day. For most, not drinking for a day would not be much of a problem, but when dealing with an alcoholic it was an achievement.

Some people assumed her master was terrible at paperwork. Not true. Only when she had a few too many drinks did her master sort of...wander from paperwork. Well, that's putting it mildly. Shizune once caught her master on the other side of the village challenging every shinobi she could find to a boulder-throwing contest. Of course, he master was just a tad bit drunk and ended up causing considerable damage to the face of the Shodaime on the Hokage Mountain. It took Shizune hours to get her master back to the office, and even longer for the maintenance workers to fix the damage. It cost quite a pretty penny for the taxpayers, but no one really seemed to care. The only thing she heard about the incident was from a few shinobi bragging that their Hokage could throw a boulder all the way to the moon. Obviously, this was an exaggeration, but at least they were compliments rather than criticism.

Anyway, nothing could dampen Shizune's mood. If all went well, the majority of paperwork would be done by the end of the day. Considering the piles paperwork once reached the ceiling, that was quite an accomplishment, and Shizune would even allow her master to enjoy a sip or two of sake for her hard work. Maybe even a trip to the hot springs! See? She could be fun, even if everyone at the office thought she was a slavedriver, including her master.

As she approached the Hokage's Office, she could see light peeking out from underneath the door. She frowned. Did her master stay here all night? Suddenly, Shizune felt a little regretful pushing her master so hard to do paperwork. She knew her master would be putting in some late nights, but to be in the office all night? Tsunade-sama needed her rest, no matter how much paperwork needed completion. Grabbing the doorknob, Shizune hoped that her master at least managed to get some sleep, however minute. However, as she opened the door, apologizing to her master became the farthest thing on Shizune's mind as she surveyed the scene in front of her.

"Oh my Kami…" Shizune whispered, her eyes widening.

The first thing she noticed was the empty bottle of sake on the floor. That alone already gave Shizune a nagging feeling that not much got done last night in the name of paperwork. However, that was not even close to being the most scandalous thing presented before her. The second thing she noticed was a shirtless Naruto snoozing peacefully on the floor. His spiky hair was strewn about in every direction, giving him an adorable look as he rested on the floor. That wasn't' so bad. What was bad, however, was the fact that her master was currently snuggling into the chest of said cute young blond. To make matters even worse, her master wasn't wearing her green jacket. Or her gray robe. Or even her bra. The only thing protecting her master's decency was Naruto's firm chest, which her breasts were pressed against.

Barely daring to look further down, Shizune sighed in relief as she noticed her master still had her pants on. Thank goodness. Nothing too...inappropriate seemed to happen. Maybe...maybe just an unfortunate drunken escapade? But Naruto-kun didn't drink…'Oh, no. Please don't tell me Tsunade-sama has corrupted Naruto-kun!' She thought dreadfully. She didn't know what to do. Wake them? She didn't want to embarrass them, but it was vital the situation was fixed before shinobi started arriving for mission reports.

"Tsunade-sama? Naruto-kun?" She asked timidly. They didn't so much as move. She could still hear her master's light snoring. Gathering her nerve, she spoke louder, "Tsunade-sama? Naruto-kun?" Her master didn't stir, but she heard Naruto groan at her loud voice. "Naruto-kun?"

She watched him stir slowly. He didn't open his eyes, but he looked like he was trying to sit up, which was a difficult thing considering her master was sleeping on his chest. Realizing he couldn't move, Naruto placed his hands on Tsunade's breast, causing Shizune to blush intensely and the still asleep Tsunade to moan. Still with his eyes closed, the blond shinobi gently pushed the sleeping Hokage off his chest. With shaky legs, Naruto stood up, hunched over slightly due to the blood rushing to his head dizzily. Shizune went forward to help him stand, but froze as she realized something she had previously missed. You see, when Tsunade was on Naruto's chest, she covered his waist and lower region. Shizune correctly saw that her master was still wearing pants. However, she failed to see the absence of Naruto's pants. Or, more importantly, his lack of underwear.

Naruto rubbed his tired eyes and groaned as the full force of a hangover hit him. Kami, was this what it felt like to drink? He swore he would never take another sip as long as he lived. Slowly opening his eyes and adjusting to the harsh lights of the office, his gaze landed on Shizune-chan. Hungover as he was, he didn't noticed the deep blush on her face or her mortified expression. Instead, he simply smiled at his big sister figure and gave her a small wave. "Hey, Shizune-chan!" Oddly, Shizune just stared at him. Wait, why were her eyes looking down at his waist? And why was it so breezy in here?

'Naruto-kun...naked...big penis…' Shizune thought dumbly, unable to take her eyes away from his...She nearly fainted. Oh, this was too much! He was like a little brother to her! She remembered when he was twelve and absurdly adorable. Now, he was...he was...definitely a man...Oh Kami, the size…

No, he was walking toward her! She could see his thing swaying back and forth as he approached. She wasn't ready for this! She...she…

"Are you okay, Shizune-chan?" Naruto asked with concern.

Shizune did the only thing she could do. She screamed. Loudly.

"Ahhh!"

Naruto winced and grabbed his head in agony.

"Gah! My aching head…" Naruto whimpered, nearly doubling over in pain. "Why, Shizune-chan?"

"...wha?" Tsunade muttered, sitting up from the floor as the scream jarred her from her deep sleep. She rubbed her eyes and placed a hand on her head from the loud noise. "Kami, whose yelling?"

"...head…hurt…" Naruto groaned, his eyes screwed shut.

"Tsunade-sama! Naruto-kun!" Shizune yelled, finally calming down. "Where are your clothes?!"

Tsunade yawned.

"What are you talking about…" The Hokage glanced down at her own chest and noticed her state of undress. "Ah...I see what you mean."

When the ringing in his ears finally stopped, Naruto opened his eyes and got a great look at a topless Tsunade. His eyes widened, a blush spread across his face, and a certain part of his lower anatomy reacted to the wondrous sight. "Damn...those are some big tits."

Rather than scream or pummel him to death, as Naruto assumed, the busty Hokage merely smiled and pointed at his lower region. "Feeling a bit breezy, Naruto?" She asked playfully, a light blush dusting her cheeks.

"What?" He glanced down and noticed his naked glory for all to behold. He tilted his head to the side. "Hmmm. Now that's strange…why am I naked? Better question; where's your robe?"

Tsunade shrugged, causing her breasts to jiggle.

"Beats me. Complaining?"

"Honestly? Not one damn bit."

"Good. Cause I'm definitely not complaining about your current state of undress. How big is it, gaki? It's fucking huge!"

Naruto blushed and looked to the side shyly.

"I've never measured…"

"Can we please change the subject!" Shizune screamed, covering her eyes with her hand. "What happened last night?!"

Naruto cocked his head to the side.

"I really don't remember."

"Yeah, beats me. Wait…" Tsunade thought hard for a moment. She scrunched her face up in concentration. "Hmmm...something about a card game?"

"Maybe…"

"And loser takes off their clothes?"

"Oh, yeah! Now I remember!" Naruto yelled happily. "Loser had to-"

One of the large windows overlooking the village broke. At night, curtains covered the windows to give the office some privacy. Everyone turned to the window as the curtains were thrown to the floor and glass shattered everywhere. Emerging from the outside, partially cloaked by one of the falling curtains, with tanto in hand and posture set in a fighting stance, a kunoichi with shoulder-cut blonde hair and blue eyes landed gracefully on the floor. Time seemed to slow down as the occupants of the office stared at the newcomer with shock and confusion. The kunoichi was fair-skinned young woman of tall stature and a curvaceous figure. She wore a very low-cut outfit, which displayed her sizeable cleavage, with mesh armor underneath, a short skirt and red hand guards, high boots, and what appeared to be a modified Kumogakure flak jacket that only covered her stomach (accurate description of outfit taken from Narutopedia).

"Hokage-sama, I'm here to help!" The kunoichi yelled, waving her tanto around threateningly. She seemed oblivious to the situation, her eyes darting around the room.

Shizune did not recognize the kunoichi, neither did Tsunade. The two kunoichi stared at the newcomer with confused expressions.

However, Naruto knew right away the identity of this person. In typical Naruto fashion, despite any circumstances, he couldn't resist saying hello to a friend. Giving her a cheerful wave, he yelled, "Hey, Samui-chan! What's up?"

Samui froze and turned her attention to Naruto. She blinked, her vision a little hazy due to her fatigue. Her eyes widened the moment she realized the person standing before her. "Naruto? Wait…" She lowered her tanto and surveyed a scene she was definitely not expecting. An assassin or some type of rogue shinobi, yes, but not...this. Her eyes met the Hokage, whose breasts were currently exposed. She looked away out of respect, turning back to Naruto, but blushed when she caught a glimpse of his lower region. Her hasteful actions and fatigue dampened her normally attentive behavior, and in her haste she initially failed to notice Naruto's lack of clothing...or complete lack of clothing, as the case seemed to be. Seeing no danger and refusing to look the blond shinobi in the eye, Samui bowed. "M-my apologies, Hokage-sama. I heard a scream and assumed the worse."

Tsunade chuckled and reached behind her desk. She found her bra, a rather thin piece of black cloth which the Hokage placed over her generous bust. Small and tight as the bra was, it did little to cover her breasts, only barely keeping her nipples from view. The skimpy piece raised a few eyebrows from Shizune and Samui, while garnering quite a look of interest from Naruto. Tsunade glanced around, looking for her gray robe. Not spotting the robe in her general area, the Hokage shrugged and decided to live with just wearing her bra, for the moment. "Accepted, Kunoichi-san. Now, if you don't mind, who are you?"

Samui bowed once more.

"Thank you, Hokage-sama. I am the ninja diplomat from Kumogakure, Samui. I apologize for my lateness, but I was given a last minute mission just before I was due to leave," Samui said, an embarrassed blush dusting her cheeks.

Tsunade waved off her worries.

"Not a problem. It should be me apologizing. Surely you weren't expecting...this,"The busty Hokage scratched the back of her head sheepishly. "Uhhh...welcome to Konoha!"

"Yeah, welcome to Konoha, Samui-chan!" Naruto chimed in. "I can't wait to show you around!"

Samui glanced once more at her fellow blonde, blushing fiercely as she struggled to ignore his nudity. Kami, was that thing even real?! "Yeah...sounds good, Naruto." 'A tour of your bedroom would be nice.' "I look forward to it."

"Great! Let's go!"

"Uh, Naruto-kun? You're still not wearing...clothes," Shizune said meekly, still covering her eyes.

"Oh, good point. I'll go home and change real quick." Before anyone in the room could say anything, the shinobi formed a hand sign and disappeared in a swirl of blue and white light.

"Can't do a normal body flicker. Has to use his fancy Hiraishin," Tsunade muttered. "Well, best get some rest while you can, Samui-san. Once the knucklehead gets back, you won't have a minute of peace."

Rest was the farthest thing from Samui's mind after seeing just what the Savior of the World was packing, but she nodded nonetheless and massaged her neck, "Understood, Hokage-sama. Where will I be staying during my time here?"

"Oh, Shizune will escort you to your apartment. Shizune, if you would...Shizune?" Her assistant was staring off into space, a dreamy look on her face. "Shizune? Oh, great. Well, give me a few minutes to get dressed, Samui-san. I'll escort you."

"Is she going to be okay?" Samui asked, pointing at Shizune with concern.

"Yeah, she'll be fine. Any questions about Konoha?"

"Just one."

"Yes?"

"Does Naruto normally walk around naked?"

"Only after a night of drinking."

"Oh, okay...that's cool."

Well, that wraps up that chapter. Don't know when I'll have the next chapter up. I'll try for within a week, but don't hold me to it.

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