Exaggerated Truth Ch. 1

The war was over. The United Shinobi Alliance prevailed. Madara's mad plan to enslave the world ended. Kaguya's bid to take back all the world's Chakra, foiled. Through the combined efforts of Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke, Haruno Sakura and all the exceptional Shinobi from the alliance, the world finally entered an Era of peace.

All the major Shinobi villages continued to coexist even after the war. There was still problems, issues caused by old rivalries, past grudges. But instead of solving these problems with blood, kunai, or jutsu's, there was discussions in open forums through villages.

But violence was still a very real occurrence. Shinobi of old holding on to past teachings. People acting on their greed, oppressing the weak and less fortunate. Continuing the long established cycle of pain.

But now, instead of villages turning a blind eye to others suffering besides their own, they acted. Allied Shinobi forces were there to meet them. Protecting the weak and helpless from the threats that faced them.

It was hard to believe that some short years ago, this Era of peace was but a dream. Although it had costed countless lives, the war with Madara and Kaguya forced them to fight, and die together. Creating a camaraderie between them that would lay the foundation for their unified alliance.

After all, if the unified Shinobi villages could take down a god. Imagine all the good they could accomplish for the world.

But did they really?

No matter the combined power of these villages, could they really defeat a God? A being that could tare holes in dimensions, create new dimensions. Having unlimited reserves of chakra, complete control of the Juubi, a God tree, wielding unfathomable strength. How could such a being lose?

Even the combined might of hundreds, thousands of Shinobi, they were still human. With all the advantages, and disadvantages it entailed. Fatigue, chakra exhaustion, the frailties of the human body. How could they slay a god?

The answer?

They didn't.

Who knew paperwork could leave one so exhausted? I mean, you sat on a chair for hours on end, signing papers. Papers. Hell, even clones can only help so much. But even then, he wouldn't trade it for the world. After all, he was training for being the next Hokage! It's been made official, the Daimyo, the elite Jounin and Kakashi-sensei agreed. He will be the next Hokage!

So caught up in his musings, he barely noticed he was already walking up the stairs to his apartment. Reaching into his pocket, he fishes out his keys, and unlocks the door. Sighing as he closes the door behind him. Finally, he can lay down, catch up on some slee-

"Ah you're home. Would you like to eat, take a bath, or…?" A sensual voice said.

Damn. He almost forgot. His…guest.

Explosively sighing, he runs a hand through his blond hair. "So you're home, Kaguya." He says.

"Of course dear, isn't it a wife's duty to greet her husband when he returns from a hard day of work, and tend to his needs?" the distinctly female voice responds.

"Well…I wouldn't say your entirely wrong." Sometimes he forgets that she's from a different time, and that her views can be more, traditionalist. While a wife can follow what she just did just fine, Kaguya can definitely have some radically different views on life.

"Come now Naruto-kun, are you going to keep ignoring your beautiful wife forever?" Suddenly he feels a rather…generous bust press against his chest. Arms rapping around his waist, she nuzzled her nose into his neck, taking in his scent.

Kami! He hadn't even sensed her! One second he was alone in the hallway that lead to his living room, the next she had phased into existence in front of him.

Placing his hands on her shoulders, he slightly pushed her back. Taking in her appearance.

Reaching to just below his chin, she was respectably tall for a woman. Considering he was 6'4" she was definitely tall compared to the average woman. A slender and curvy frame covered by her immaculate white kimono hugging her contours perfectly. Long, luscious white hair reaching just below her thigh, tied in a braid. Her white tresses framing her beautifully delicate face, lips painted with a ruby colored lipstick. Pale lavender eyes staring up at him lovingly, her short, white eyebrows resting just above. She definitely was strikingly beautiful.

He also knew she was hiding some of her features. Namely, her horns and third eye. Only rarely did he see these features adoring her these days. When he did, it always meant she was angry. And you definitely didn't want to see her angry. People usually died when she was angry.

She could feel his presence as he approached their home. Well, she could find his chakra anywhere throughout the world, if she really wanted too. But that was besides the point.

With a click, she heard the door open. Quickly, she gives herself a once over. Making sure she looked presentable. She scoffs. She always looked good.

"Ah you're home. Would you like to eat, take a bath, or…?" she said. She meant it too. While she never spent much time cooking, she was both royalty and a godess, she would make him anything he desired. Whether it would taste good was irrelevant.

As for a bath, we'll it would be simple to draw up a bath for him. She could create water on a whim after all.

As for the third option, well, if he desired her body... Being his wife, she would gladly relieve his…stress.

Hearing him sigh, she begins to chuckle. "So you're home, Kaguya." He says.

"Of course dear, isn't it a wife's duty to greet her husband when he returns from a hard day of work, and tend to his needs?" Well, she couldn't speak for women of this time. But it certainly worked that way for hers.

"Well…I wouldn't say your entirely wrong." Even without being able to directly see him, she could tell his face was scrunched up in thought.

"Come now Naruto-kun, are you going to keep ignoring your beautiful wife forever?" Without giving him a chance to reply, she wills her body to appear in front of him, knowing it unnerved him. Wrapping her arms around his body, she brought her head forward. Resting it in the junction between his shoulder and neck, she takes in his scent.

Even with the slight hint of sweat, she could remember this scent anywhere. She always loved his scent.

Feeling his hands snake forward and land on her shoulders. He slightly pushes her back, taking in her appearance. Hell, she could feel his eyes roving her body.

Well then, if he was going to so unabashedly undress her with his eyes, she could do the same.

She must say, just like a fine wine, he certainly aged well. Far from the rugged teen she met him as, the man in front of her was quite the piece of art.

Towering at a staggering 6'4" He was at least around a head taller than her. His black and orange jacket, 'I swear I will get that atrocious color away from him.' It tightly clung to his muscular frame. She knew it hid his lean and powerful body. He was noticeably more muscular than the average Shinobi. Not quite to that Raikage's level of muscle, but just the right amount to be appealing.

Short, but wild, blond hair resting atop his head. The hitai-ate that normally obscured his forehead missing. His eyes a deep shade of blue that put many a sapphire to shame. Lines running across his cheeks, reminiscent of whiskers. All these features causing him to stick out like a sore thumb. Not that she was complaining.

A devious smile slowly crept upon her face. Snaking her arms away from his waist, she slowly inched downward. Reaching her destination, using her hands she cups his clothed rear end.

Startled by her actions, Naruto's body stiffens. Taking advantage of his shock, she closes the distance between them. Beginning to lay small kisses upon his neck. Reveling in the pleasured gasp he releases.

W-what the hell?! He couldn't help but gasp under Kaguya's advances. Over the several years they have been together, she had been very open with her feelings towards him. While he was by no means a virgin, Kaguya saw to that, he was still not used to such a forward woman.

"How about we get you out of these clothes and into the bath, so we can get you nice and…clean." Kaguya whispers sensually between kisses on her neck. Her hands beginning to unzip his jacket.

Looking at the situation from an outside perspective, it made little sense. Who was he, a human man, to be the subject of a goddesses affections?

Bah, that was a story for another time. Despite his misgivings about their, relationship, he couldn't find the heart to complain. Especially when he could feel her hand begin to unzip his pants. Well, if he couldn't beat her, why not join her?

Bringing his head down, he whispers in her ear. "Then what are we waiting for?" His piece said, he begins to nibble on her ear. She let's out a sexy laugh, Kami that laugh.

Taking a step back, Kaguya looks up to meet his eyes. Lavender orbs clouded in lust, she releases a ragged sigh. "Nothing."

Needless to say, not much cleaning happened in the bath that day.

Welcome, to my debut in fanfiction. This story had been stuck in my head for quite some time, and I finally found the time and drive to write it out. Forgive me if it's not very well written.

Grammar and spelling had never been my forte. Any criticism to help my writing would be appreciated.

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