Another Side of The Story

Part 3 First Mission(More Lemon)

          When Kala woke up, she was shocked. Already fifteen minutes late. Damn alarm clock. She showered, dressed, put on her gear and ran like hell. When she got to the Hokage's office, Tobirama didn't look happy. When did he ever? She thought. Not the best start to be sure. She bowed deeply. And stayed silent. No apology would be tolerated. She waited for permission to even move. "Face me, woman." He finally ordered. Kala did so, facing his gaze, feeling accomplished that she didn't flinch. A shiver escaped her despite her best effort. Hashirama rolled his eyes at his brother's sternness but knew he was in the right. "Since you don't seem to take punctuality seriously, here's your assignment. We've given you a student to look after to see what you're capable of." Kala waited, she knew he wasn't quite finished. "When you can be on time, you'll get an assignment more fitting your rank." He finished and dismissed her with a glare. When Kala got outside, her student was waiting for her. A young woman who looked about fifteen. She seemed shy, which was strange considering she had raven black hair and onyx eyes. An Uchiha? Kala thought. When the girl saw her, she bowed. Kala paused for a moment. Oh yeah, I'm a Jonin. She remembered. "I'm here for my assignment, maam." She says. "My name is Kala Matai, and you are?" "Sara Uchiha, Kala Sensai." "Nice to meet you, Sara." Kala looked over the assignment and groaned. Sara waited patiently. "Sensai?" She looked at Kala, expectantly. "Apparently, we are cleaning the changing rooms in the bathhouse." Kala answered with a scowl. Sara looked at her surprised but nodded her agreement. Kala let her take the lead since she had no idea where it was. The owner met them at the entrance. "You're my help, I suppose." Was his way of greeting them. "Yes, sir." Kala responded. He snorted. "My next rush is in an hour. Get to it." Kala and Sara  bowed and went to work. They were given scrub brushes and buckets. As they sat their supplies down, they looked around. This would be fun. Kala sighed. "Well, let's get this done, kiddo." Kala tells her. "Yes, Sensai." When they went to fill the buckets, Kala found a small package in one of them. She took it out. "What's that, Kala-Sensai?" Sara asked her face lighting up. Kala shook her head. When she opened it, "You've got to be kidding me." Sara's mouth fell open. "Toothbrushes?" Kala's eye twitched. She took a deep breath. An hour later, they were done. The changing room sparkled. The owner was happy. Kala and Sara thoroughly soaked and miserable. As they were walking back to the Hokage's office, Kala stopped. Sara paused, waiting. "Sara, follow me." Kala ordered. Sara dutifully followed her teacher. Kala found a small laundry shop. When the owner saw them, she was shocked. "You poor things. Come inside." She motioned them to follow her. They were led to a room with a single shower. After they had taken turns cleaning, they put on robes fresh from the dryer. They were then treated to piping hot bowls of ramen while their clothing was taken care of. Refreshed, full and again in clean clothes, Kala thanked the owner. She paid her and she and Sara bowed deeply. "You're welcome, dears. You're not the first ones that the Lord Hokage's brother has given that assignment to. And from the look of it, you won't be the last." She waved goodbye as they went out of sight. Kala knocked on the door of the Hokage's office. "Come in." Kala and Sara stood in front of Hashirama and bowed. Kala handed him her report. "I hope you've learned your lesson." Tobirama stated from behind them. Kala and Sara turned around and Kala  blushed. Madara was there as well. She avoided his gaze. And bowed to Tobirama. "Yes, sir." Kala responded. "Sara," Madara addressed her student. "Let's get you, home." "Yes, sir." Sara bowed to Kala. "Kala-Sensai." And followed Madara. Kala bowed again and left. Tobirama sat down and looked over their report. "Toothbrushes, brother?" Hashirama chuckled without looking at him. "She has to learn her place." Tobirama grumbled.

     It was still early. Kala went home and changed, deciding that now was as good as time as any to learn her way around Konoha. She found her way to the bathhouse. It was bustling with activity. Hope you enjoy it. She said to herself. When she reached the Laundry, she saw the owner again. The owner waved her over. As they sat for tea, Kala told her what she had in mind. "That sounds like fun. I'd love to show you around. My name is Kiko." "Nice to meet you, Kala replied. "I'm slow today, so I'll get ready and we'll get started." An hour later, they were walking around the village. They had lunch and continued the tour. Kiko noticed her headband. "You're a Shinobi." " Yeah," Kala replied. "Its boring so far." "I don't doubt it," She laughed. "Scrubbing bath house floors is not exactly in the job description." "I know, right?" Kala agreed. "What did you do, to earn menial labor?" Kala smirked, "I was late to my first mission." Kiko rolled her eyes. They continued talking and before long, the sun was setting. They had ended up in the wilder part of Konoha, Bars bustling to overflowing with drunk patrons. "I better walk you home." Kiko commented. Kala laughed. "And I'm supposed to be the Shinobi." "With no sense of direction." Kiko pointed out. "Point taken." Kala had learned a lot, but she had to make it routine. They turned toward her apt, passing another bar where there was a commotion. A few men were outside when they spotted the two women;the cat calls began. "Hey ladies, why don't you join us, we could have some fun." A man said.His companions cheered him on. Kiko rolled her eyes and they decided to try to ignore him and pick up their pace. "Hey! We're trying to talk to you." He yelled. Kala felt a hand grab her shoulder and reacted immediately. She grabbed the gentleman's hand, twisted it and flipped him face first on the ground. Pulling his arm behind his back painfully. "I'm not interested." Kala tells him plainly. The other men started laughing at their comrade. Kala let the man go. When she stood up, the laughing had stopped. The man was hauled up on his feet by none other than Madara Uchiha. Kala put her hands on her hips watching him. Madara pushed him into the waiting arms of two Uchiha Police officers. Kiko blushed. What woman wouldn't seeing a display like that. Kala was not impressed, and somewhat annoyed. "What are you doing out here?" He demanded. "I was on my way home." Kala responded. "Who's this?" He inquired of Kiko. Kiko bowed, "I own the laundry here, I was showing Kala around. I was going to take her home." Madara scowled. "l'll you escort you back to your shop before I take Kala home." "Excuse me?" Kala responded. Madara watched her. "You could ask if I want to be escorted home." He glared at her and started walking towards Kiko's shop. Kiko shrugged and followed him. Kala took a breath. They walked back in silence, neither woman daring to say a word. When they got there, Madara stood back arms crossed and waited. Kala hugged Kiko. "Thank you, I had fun." Kiko smirked. "At least you're not going home alone." Kala blushed. "We'll see." She retorted. Kiko smiled. "We'll have to go out again, you make things interesting." Kala smiled. "Looking forward to it." Kiko waved as Kala and Madara began walking towards her apt. Despite Kala's best efforts to act annoyed with Madara's behavior, his demeanor and demanding presence made her body respond accordingly. "You really don't need to babysit me." Kala tells him. Madara looked at her. "You may be a Shinobi, but as a women, you should know better than to travel at night unsupervised." Kala shook her head. "I was with Kiko." Madara looked at her. "So, you expect me to be escorted by a man whenever I choose to go out?" Madara rolled his eyes, "I'm certainly not going to ask you to escort me every time. It defeats the purpose of a girls night out." When they reached her apt, Kala opened her door. Madara stood there waiting. "Would you like to come in?" That was all he needed to hear. By the time they made it to her bedroom, Madara had Kala out of her clothes. He put his hand around her neck and put her up against the wall. Kala dared him with her eyes. Madara smirked, admiring her naked body. After letting go of her, he began to kiss her neck and work his way down slowly. Kala closed her eyes and focused on the sensations her body answered with. He worked his way down to her breasts grabbing one and rolling her hardened nipple between his fingers. He did the same with the other. Kala bit her lip enjoying it when he pulled and twisted them hard. Kala moaned making him smile. "Don't move." He ordered. Kala could feel the growl behind the words. Her legs almost buckled as Madara roughly pulled her pussy lips apart with his teeth to get to the prize. Kala yelped as he found what he was looking for. He was ravenous. "Madara, Oh God." She breathed. She could feel the pressure rise. As she reached her peak, he shoved his tongue deep into her pussy and fucked her with it. Kala moaned loudly and reached for his hair. He stopped in response. "I said don't move." Madara breathed. Kala let her hands fall and braced herself against the wall instead. She was so close. Her body shivered as she came, he hungrily and relentlessly devoured her sweet juices and then began again. She grimaced as he began beating her very swollen and tender button. There was some discomfort, but she came again quickly and Madara cleaned her thoroughly until no drop was left. She finally began to fall from the intensity, only to have him pick her up and lie her on the bed. He undressed and when she saw him free his hardened member, her eyes glistened. Madara put her legs up on his shoulders and buried himself deep. He grabbed her and proceeded to pound into her. "Fuck me, Madara. Please." Kala begged. Madara's lip curled and then he proceeded to do exactly as she asked. Kala couldn't tell where one orgasm ended and another began. He flipped her over on her stomach in one fluid movement, parted her ass cheeks and shoved his cock into her. She buried her face into the pillow to scream, but Madara wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled her head up. "I want to hear you." He growled in her ear. He pounded into her even harder. "Yes, please." She begged. "Rape me." Madara's eyes widened. "Damn," was all he could say. When he had had his fill of her, she lay next to him exhausted and sore. "I underestimated you." He tells Kala. "I know you can take care of yourself." He kissed her shoulder. Kala smiled at him before she fell asleep content in his arms. Madara lay with her playing with her long hair. Who was this woman? He wondered. She was powerful, that much he could sense. He saw it when she sparred with Tobirama. But there was something beyond her abilities as a shinobi. Tobirama told him what he witnessed during her "test". Multiple chakra natures, speed. What he witnessed tonight only intrigued him more. When he got to the site of the disturbance, Kala had incapacitated her would be attacker in one move. When his fellow clansman arrested the man for disorderly conduct, they vocalized their surprise. And almost an admiration. Not an easy feat with an Uchiha. He remained with her til close to dawn, finding it more difficult to leave her after each encounter.