"The princess returns!" Naruto shouted.
His voice echoed across the frozen plains where Icha Icha was being filmed. Everyone who was still there looked up, which was a smaller number than Naruto had seen when he left.
Kakashi's team were all present. Tenten was nursing her head, Lee was sprinting laps while screaming about how he failed his youth, and Neji was sitting cross legged while the veins around his eyes bulged, both from anger and the stress of keeping his Byakugan active. Kakashi was also back, standing without a mark on him. There was no sign of the Yukigakure Jounin who'd been his opponent. Naruto would bet a million yen that he didn't have on the man being dead and buried.
Most of the movie crew were still present and unharmed. As soon as Naruto set Koyuki down, having carried her there to get them back as quickly as possible, she was dragged into a hug.
"You made it!" Makino said.
The aged director didn't usually show love toward anything except his movies. That didn't stop him from squeezing Koyuki as hard as he could, pulling her in. Koyuki was smiling when he finally released her.
"I more than made it," Koyuki said. "You're embracing Yuki no Kuni's new daimyo. I've moved on from being a princess, Makino… Although I'll still play one whenever you come calling, of course!"
Makino looked stunned, before starting to pat down his clothes in an attempt to straighten them. "Kami, I've only met a Daimyo once or twice before. You're really—?"
Koyuki laughed. "You knew I was a princess, Makino! Now that my uncle has met his justice—" She looked back at Hinata, smiling. "—I'm the only one left for the role. A Kazehana has ruled Yukigakure for decades, and a Kazehana will rule it again. This is what the people wanted. I won't run away a second time."
Slowly, Makino's proud expression faded into something uncomfortable. "Listen, Koyuki, I'm sorry about Sandayū. I'm gonna miss him."
Koyuki cupped his hand, a gesture that made Makino look uncomfortable, still thinking about Koyuki's new title.
"I will miss him as well, but we need not shed tears over it. That was his final request," Koyuki said. "And now, what he dreamed of has come true! I know that his spirit is smiling."
Her words had the opposite effect. Makino couldn't help but cry, and many of the film crew joined him. Sandayū hadn't just been Koyuki's guard, he'd been her assistant, a part of this team that shot so many hit movies. His loss hit all of them. Yet even as tears fell, Makino found it in himself to smile.
"We'll have to make this movie our best one yet!" he said. "Going out on a bang!"
The crew cheered. "That's the spirit!" Naruto said. "Let's get this thing going!"
"There's one little problem," Kakashi said.
He was standing next to the male lead. Normally a very handsome man, the actor's face was swollen and bruised. He had a black eye and what looked like it might've been a broken cheek, plus one of his arms was in a makeshift sling.
"I go' hi wit snow," he said. His words were slurred thanks to the awkward way his jaw moved, making syllables end too early. "Bu' I can still film!"
"Not in that shape!" Makino said. He started pacing. "We'll have to wait for you to heal… How long will that take? It'll be a month, at least—"
"Do we have to wait?" Koyuki asked.
Makino looked like he was wondering if she hit her head during the escape. "Hinari can't go on camera looking like that! The critics would let us have it!"
"Obviously," Koyuki said. "I was suggesting a replacement instead. As I've recently been reminded that the Henge is a rudimentary shinobi skill, leaving us with a perfect replacement readily available…"
O-O-O
"I know it's just a prop, but I feel like somebody else stuck in this getup!" Naruto said.
His tone was the only normal thing about him. His hair was black and his face was completely different, looking like an identical copy of Hinari, the male lead whose name he'd continuously forgotten.
The outfit making him complain was a formal kimono that would've looked natural in a Daimyo's inner court. Its green shade complimented his eyes and his hair in one go, but Naruto still tugged at the collar, twitching as he felt stranded out of his element.
His hands were grabbed and forced away from his clothes, down to his sides. Koyuki had chosen to physically intervene against his complaints.
"You're a prince-to-be for the next half hour," she said. "Behave like it, as if your life depends on success. I won't accept less for Hinata."
Naruto's fingers un-tensed. His shoulders relaxed after a striking deep breath. Koyuki nodded, satisfied with the quick change.
"Get out there," she said, smiling, and offered a gentle shove.
Naruto traveled out onto a balcony. It was nighttime, and Yukigakure's capital was alight in the smallest of ways— pinpricks of light in the form of windows, peeking out under snowy roofs on a thousand sheer-walled dwellings. Naruto didn't know where they planned to shoot this scene before Doto was defeated. Wherever it was, the palace was a clear upgrade.
Naruto breathed out, huffing visible breath into the cold air. He put his hands on the balcony railing and leaned there, looking out, smiling over the city. He hoped Raiga's team was out there somewhere, planning a new life. Or maybe they were already on the road again, their decision made.
He heard footsteps behind him. Naruto waited. He didn't have to speak much in this scene, just stand there looking pretty. He was supposed to be hiding from his own engagement party, which was exactly when Hinata's character caught him on his own.
"It's a nice view."
He was hugged from behind. Somewhere inside the castle the camera was rolling, catching his side profile and Hinata, dressed as nicely as he was, squeezing him from behind.
"Do I know you?" Naruto asked. One of his two lines.
"Yes. Though your fiance I am not. Just a passing girl with something to say. Please, listen."
Hinata's lines were delivered cleanly, full of passion even Koyuki would be proud of. If this was days ago, Neji would have been glowering off camera about her performance. Now, he hadn't watched the filming in days. He spent his time training in solitude since getting caught by Ranmaru's Genjutsu, pushing himself to his limits.
Too bad. Naruto wanted to rub this in his face.
"The first time I saw you, you were fighting," Hinata said. "My retainers called you uncouth. Maybe they were right, but what is so great about being couth? If I had the choice, I'd prefer to be like you! To fight, instead of accepting things docilely!"
The samurai Naruto was playing came from a poor life, rising through the ranks with his bravery and skill until, by the time the movie ended, he reached the rank of a prince. It was all in the script. He just couldn't shake the feeling she was thinking of something else right now.
"You're here tonight to meet your bride. I have seen Princess Gale. She's beautiful, everything a man could want! But if I did not corner you like this, and say what I believe, then I would not be able to see myself as a woman. I'd be a girl, afraid of her own shadow."
It was time for Naruto's second line. "What must you tell me?"
"When I see you, my heart tries to escape my chest. My breath grows short, as if I've gone for a long run. Doubts fill my head, and fantasies at the same time. I… I love you!"
Naruto turned around inside her grasp, grinning.
"I know!" he said.
He embraced her. His arms encircled Hinata's back, then went lower. She squeaked as she was lifted into the air, which was when their lips met.
The kiss was slow, deliberate, and full of heavy strokes from each of their tongues. He turned around and held Hinata's back toward the view, perching her on the thick banister.
Inside the castle, the cameraman leaned over to Makino, who was flopped in his director's chair. "Sir, that line isn't in the script!"
"I know!" Makino said, grinning like a loon. "Please tell me you got the take? That's real passion right there!"
Koyuki smiled, standing near where Makino was and watching the pair on the balcony, still kissing with the city for their backdrop. At some point, while flakes started drifting down, catching the light from the castle's interior, sparkling like glitter.
Hinata and Naruto kept kissing after the camera cut.
O-O-O
"Whew! Who's a movie star? I am!" Naruto said.
His declaration was offered to a steamy room. Yukigakure's palace had been built on top of hot springs, allowing the construction of warm natural baths in what would've been the basement. He was currently sharing the bath with Makino, Kakashi, and Rock Lee, the latter offering Naruto a round of applause.
"Your youth is shining brightly!" Lee said. "I have been inspired by your passion! One day, I too will be a movie star!"
"Well, you'd make one hell of a stunt double…" Makino said, stroking his chin. "I could probably think of something."
Kakashi just giggled. He'd brought his Icha Icha copy into the bath with him and was turning its pages, reading through the steam.
"So where's Neji?" Naruto asked.
"Training," Kakashi said.
"As expected of my rival! He never allows his edge to dull!" Suddenly, Lee's eyes widened. "Oh, no, what if he pulls away from me?"
Lee decided to mix training into his relaxation by swimming laps around the pool at top speed. His limbs splashed water out in huge quantities, chasing the other me out of the pool in short order. As Naruto and Kakashi hauled Makino to safety, they looked back and watched Lee zoom in circles through the pool. If he splashed much more, he was liable to run out of water.
"I guess we had our soak," Makino said. "Back to work it is!"
Filming was finished for the day. Before bed, the director was busy judging the shots they'd taken and tweaking parts that didn't match his standards. From his work rate alone it was obvious how he'd risen to be the Land of Fire's top director. There were only a handful of parts left to get on video, and Makino seemed convinced that the movie was going to be a smash hit.
When they were dressed Kakashi went one way, Makino went the other, and Naruto headed back to his room. His job for the day was done. It was time to kick his feet up and get some sleep after getting his soak in.
He nearly ran into someone coming out of the women's baths. After the near collision Tenten stepped back, clutching her towel closer to herself. At first, Naruto thought she was blushing because of her lack of clothing.
"Thank you," she said. "For saving us."
The words were hard for her to get out, revealing themselves to be the true cause of her blush. Naruto scratched his head.
"Why wouldn't I?" he said. "We're all working for Koyuki."
"For now. When the job ends, you'll go back to being missing-nin, and we're Konoha shinobi. None of us know what will happen…"
"Exactly!" Naruto said. "None of us know! So why should I want to get rid of you? We'll wait and see what happens!"
Tenten stared at him, trying to understand him, before finally shaking her head.
"Anyway, I wanted to thank you. And… to apologize."
She ducked past, letting Naruto resume the trek to his room. He did so with a smile. Awkward or not, he respected it when someone admitted they'd been wrong— probably because it was so hard for him to do the same.
When he got to his room, he threw the door open without a care in the world. Kicking off his indoor slip-ons, he strutted forward, then stopped dead.
"We aren't alone," Kyu said.
Naruto's bed was taken, Koyuki laying on her side lengthwise. A film camera sat next to her hip, while she was propped on her elbow, reading from the same book Kakashi had been in the hot spring: A Tale of Two Princesses.
"When he arrived back to his room, he discovered Princess Gale was already there. But before he could raise his voice toward her, he was accosted from behind."
Naruto was grabbed. It was a familiar gesture, the same two arms having grabbed him on the balcony mere hours earlier. Hinata stroked his stomach, her hands sliding under his shirt.
"The princesses had teamed up." Koyuki snapped the book shut. "There you have it. It's in the book. We have no choice."
Hinata's fingers curled around the hem of Naruto's shirt and lifted. Koyuki grabbed the film camera, lifting and getting it rolling.
With her eyes shut, Koyuki said, "So the princess removed his shirt, and with her teeth, she showed his body all of her affections. Each bite told a story, and her tongue wrote poetry along his muscles."
As she spoke, Hinata used her mouth, sucking and biting Naruto. He couldn't say that her technique was perfect, but she matched Koyuki's description perfectly. Each bite was full of passion.
"She wasn't satisfied. She needed more. And that's why her hands reached for his pants."
Naruto felt Hinata grasp blindly at what remained of his clothes, dragging them down clumsily. "You memorized the book," he said, addressing Koyuki.
Koyuki opened her eyes, smirking playfully at him. "I treat my roles seriously. I'll always read the source material. In this case, well, let's say that I enjoyed the book even more thoroughly than that. It's quite well-written, once you're invested!"
Koyuki approached Naruto and Hinata, lifting the camera in front of her face to film them. She zoomed in on Naruto's body as Hinata traveled around him. She'd been unable to get his pants down from behind, so she would do it from the front.
When she had taken two big fistfuls of the front of Naruto's pants, ready to heave downward, Naruto grabbed her wrists, holding them so tightly that she had no choice but to pause.
"Ready?" he asked.
Hinata looked up at him. She met his eyes — really met his eyes — pinning his gaze with her own.
"I'm more than ready," Hinata said.
Naruto let go. She went straight to her knees, pulling his pants to the ground with her.
"Here!" The film camera was stuffed into Naruto's hands as Koyuki passed it off. "Get the best angles, Naruto."
She winked at him, dropping behind Hinata, closing her eyes on the way down.
"The two princesses were united, not as rivals but as friends. As something approaching sisters, or perhaps even deeper than that. For only they could understand each other: such was the depth of love they had for this man. Love that, tonight, they will consummate."
Hinata and Koyuki were still dressed in their kimonos. They struck the image of princesses in every facet except one— their position, willfully reduced to their knees, leaning toward the hovering shape of Naruto's manhood.
Hinata went in first, pushing her cheekbone against the underside of Naruto's erection, rubbing against a vein. Naruto forgot about his job until Koyuki cleared his throat.
He lifted the camera, filming down his body, capturing the sight in front of him.
The light in the room was dim, meaning the footage caught mostly impressions and scattered flashes, but it would be enough to drive home the scene. Hinata opened her lips, leaning toward his tip. Seeing this, Koyuki offered aid.
The older, more experienced girl whispered to Hinata, abandoning her recital of Icha Icha. "Keep the jaw loose… The throat relaxed… Don't be scared if you choke! It's natural. Especially with one this size…"
Koyuki's eyes had a habit of staying half-closed. It often made her appear bored or uninterested. Tonight, her warm smile put a rest to any thought like that. The salmon eyeshadow made her eyes pop out, her blue pupils glittering like the snow outside.
Hinata eased forward, spurred on by Koyuki. Her kimono fell off her shoulder, landing so low that one of her breasts was exposed. Naruto had guessed as much looking down their collars, but the girls were wearing nothing underneath.
"Mmff," Hinata moaned.
She was sliding down, doing her best to gain distance, though she stopped after two inches. She choked, froze, shut her lavender eyes, and fought for another inch before she retreated. Koyuki rubbed her back.
"And so the princesses shared, both their man and the work of pleasing him."
Hinata leaned back, removing her lips from Naruto's member. Koyuki slid forward in her place. She glanced sideways, catching Hinata's eye. The implicit message couldn't have been clearer. Like this.
Koyuki swallowed most of Naruto's penis, only an inch shy of his base. Naruto's camera caught the blur of her head moving forward and back, along with the deeply satisfied groan that leaked from her throat.
She didn't hog him, pumping her head only once. Then, it was Hinata's turn again, who gained yet another inch. They traded off in such a way, Koyuki showing her skills and Hinata growing hers with each passing minute.
Naruto's room was high up in the stone castle. Snow spiraled past the windows, shining with the moon's light. The three of them were standing in the glow cast across the floor, giving a blurry light to film by. The camera would capture a flash of Hinata's eye here; a glimmer of Koyuki's makeup there. Hinata's kimono had fallen far enough to expose both her breasts. Blurry glimpses of her nipples told a story and hid the details, adding layers of eroticism.
"And over time—" Koyuki took over for Hinata, pumping her head once, before resuming the story when they had traded back. "The brave young samurai—" Another break. "Realized he had met—" Break. "His match—"
Koyuki dove down one more time, swirled her tongue along the underside of Naruto's member, then leaned back, smirking beautifully.
"This was one fight he could not hold out in."
Naruto released a moan. His hands squeezed into fists as he came. Instead of it going inside of either girl's mouth, they were both showered in it. Hinata's share landed on her breasts, adding a glint to her body in the room's light. Koyuki leaned forward, taking hers across the face.
She licked around her lips, delighting in the flavor.
"A good start, but no one was satisfied," she recited. "The princesses could not decide who should go first, so they left that choice to him."
Over the next few minutes, the camera caught little to nothing. There was only a chain of tussled movement, Naruto kissing each girl as they rose to their feet and let their kimonos fall to the floor. The camera itself was forgotten on the bed, until Koyuki rescued it, lifting it to capture the moment Naruto slid into Hinata.
He was on top of her in a classic missionary position. His cock parted her entrance and moved inside, reaching places Hinata had never had touched. Her moan rang out, short and cute. Behind the camera Koyuki grinned.
"Share your feelings," she said. "How else is he supposed to know them?"
"Hah… Hah.. Hah!" Hinata gasped.
She arched her back, pressing her breasts up into Naruto's chest. He put his head down and nibbled her neck, thrusting the entire time. Koyuki moved around them, capturing their bodies without ever showing the whole picture.
Naruto's hands slid along Hinata's arms, rising from her biceps to her wrists, pinning her hands against the sheets. His thrusts made Hinata's legs bounce, her ankles sticking past his body and off the bed.
For a moment, they came face to face. Then they were kissing. The bed squeaked softly beneath them. Koyuki grinned, zooming in.
"Their coiling was love, because nothing else could look passionate, so fierce, and so gentle all at once," she said. "The princess and the samurai became one. With each move of his hips, the idea was entrenched deeper into her head that she was his, and would remain as such."
Koyuki moved to get a shot of Naruto's back. The camera captured his muscles coiling as he moved consistently and deliberately, framed in the rectangle of moonlight cast over the bed. Naruto began to move faster, pushing Hinata harder, their kiss only getting deeper.
They mated under the gaze of Koyuki and the hefty camera, their coetus not embarrassed or spurred on by the audience, but heedless of it. They were in their own world.
"Hah!" Hinata finally exclaimed, turning her head and dragging her lips sideways away from Naruto's, her squeak puncturing the mood of the room.
Her crotch grew tighter, gripping Naruto in a way he couldn't withstand, just like the lucky samurai he was supposed to be playing. In spite of the risks, he released his load inside, choosing not to pull out. Hinata felt it and smiled.
"One time only? Surely, we can get more footage than that," Koyuki said.
"Hah!" Hinata exclaimed again, because Naruto had started moving once more.
Only when the moon had changed positions, and Hinata's eyelids looked as heavy as if they were made of iron, did Naruto roll off of her. By now sweat coated her naked body. Koyuki got a beautiful shot of Hinata's bare gifted chest, lit up by the sweat glittering across each of his swelling mounds.
Her career as a cinematographer was short-lived as Naruto seized Koyuki's arm, dragging her into his lap. He leaned his back against the bed's headboard, his hands getting a firm grip on her backside.
"It's not fair if Princess Gale gets ignored," Naruto said.
Koyuki tilted her head to the side, hanging her ponytail behind one shoulder. She smiled and leaned in, not to kiss Naruto but to whisper in his ear.
"I have a responsibility to my country now. I'll have to do certain things for the greater good. If there's no one to inherit, the people will grow restless living in anxiety, and I can't have that. So, Naruto, won't you give me an heir?"
She punctuated her request by darting forward, nipping his earlobe just hard enough to work him up. Naruto moved his hips up, pushing her down at the same time, and Koyuki let out a mix of laughter and moans, feeling him drive himself inside of her.
The bed creaked again as he pierced the country's new daimyo, his cockhead striking her womb. Soon Koyuki was moving her own hips, rolling them to glean his seed.
"For the good of—Ah!—the Land of Snow!" she exclaimed.
Her glittering eyes gave away that she was feeling more than a sense of duty. Soon, her body bellied the same thing, washing Naruto's cock in tangible evidence of her pleasure.
Koyuki leaned her body away from him, keeping her crotch in his lap while supporting her torso with straight arms.
She was able to move herself faster this way, slamming her crotch down. Her smile had become a true grin, baring her teeth at Naruto, who bared his own back— canines and all.
A quiet hum caught their attention. They looked to the side and found the film camera rolling again. Naked and caked in sweat, Hinata had rolled over and lifted it, angling it to capture the climax of Koyuki's wild ride. Shot from the side, the bounce of Koyuki's moderate breasts was immortalized on film with her gorgeous smile.
"Now!" she exclaimed.
Naruto fed her everything she wanted and then some. Among his talents, stamina would always be first and foremost. He came as if he was doing so for the first time all day. Koyuki's bouncing halted as she tucked her chin against her chest, breathing heavily. When she finally adjusted to the feeling between her legs, she lurched forward.
Her arms thrown around Naruto's neck, she kissed him hard. Hinata filmed for as long as she could bear it before discarding the camera. She dragged herself up, her legs malfunctioning heavily, and dragged herself into the pile.
It was in some twisted-up huddle that the trio finally fell asleep, their pressed-together bodies fighting off the castle's omnipresent chill.
Outside the window, snow continued to spiral past.