A Little Education – 08

Naruto smiled and returned the kiss upon her cheek. His arms wrapped around her neck and pulled her in for a hug as usual. "Say, mum, I heard woman get very wet when they are aroused," he whispered in her ears. "Are you aroused?"

"Naruto! Stop!" Kushina shouted when one of his hands ran along her thighs like she did to him moment ago. Her voice was overshadowed by another coming from the corridor.

"Hey, Kushina, are you in Naruto's room?"

"Ah, dad's home," Naruto said and loosened his hands. "And you're wet, mum."

"I am not wet!" Kushina had fiercely shouted.

That was a minute ago.

She had since stomped out of his room while he chuckled and leaned back against his soft pillow. A blanket covered his body from the chest down, and his hand was under the blanket.

"What's so damn funny?" Kurama questioned when another minute passed. "Share me on the joke so I can have a good laugh too."

"Huh? It's – it's nothing, Kurama," Naruto responded and rubbed his cock under the sheet.

It was fully erected and distracting.

The sensation of his mother's sensual touch kept it hard and vigorous for many more minutes to come. He couldn't do anything about that since it was his body natural response and thinking about her seemed to make the feeling lingered longer than necessary.

"Mum is cute when she's in denial; made me want to tease her more."

And likely did more than that if he had no self-control.

"Really…? What is so cute about her? And you do know she is your mother, right?" Kurama pointed out, seemingly returned to its rational self.

The fun had passed, and there was no need to urge the blond on anymore.

It honestly wanted to see the red-haired bitch taken down a peg or two. She'd tortured it in her mindscape for years, and it would continue to be pinned down and insulted if it didn't get resealed into her son during its attempt of jailbreak.

It had the masked man with red eyes – an Uchiha – to thank for that.

Of course, Kurama would kill that man one day too. For it to truly be free, all Uchiha must die.

"And your point being?" Naruto retorted. "Can't I find my own mother cute and sexy?"

"Sure, you can. I'm just saying she's out of your reach. You know, like the pink-head that kept on chasing after your nemesis even after he'd told her to beat it," Kurama said dryly.

It was referring to Sakura. The girl was an airhead, dreaming all day about stupid things like boys and how to get them.

But then again, most girls in the village were airhead.

"Sasuke is not my rival," Naruto snorted.

He didn't consider Sasuke his rival, and the same could be said in reverse.

Every time they met publicly, they would argue and show off what they had been training in secret.

And they would get punished for fighting since they were supposed to be teammate and should work together.

"Dad is," Naruto added.

And for Sasuke, his rival was his brother – Itachi. Itachi was the most powerful living Uchiha known.

"I said nemesis, not rival," Kurama said.

Nemesis was someone you should kill.

Rival was more or less an uneasy friend who helped you bettered yourself. Everyone should have a rival.

"There's a different?" Naruto questioned. "Well, whatever. And for your information, I'm not interested in Sakura anymore. She kept ignoring me before, but now she kept telling me not to pick fight with him because there is no way I'm stronger. I wanted to slap her so badly for that."

"Killing your teammate is not a good thing," Kurama said. "Not saying you shouldn't. You should kidnap and rape her first. That way, she will know who is better before she die."

Naruto chuckled. He wasn't going to kill people over something so petty. "I rather kidnap and rape the weird stalker instead."

"Why don't you?" Kurama questioned. "It's called the Forest of Death for a reason. What happened in there stays in there. No question asked."

"Dad will ask," Naruto pointed out. "And I'm playing hard to get."

"Sure you are," Kurama jested. "Just like with your mum, right?"

"You could say that," Naruto asserted.

He could have persuaded his mother to blow him without saying a single word, but he didn't. He did keep up the pretence and play along, however.

Despite not wanting to be treated like a child, showing all of his cards – even to his mother – was not a sign of a Shinobi.

He was a Shinobi – one of the best there ever was. Not even his dad knew how powerful and diverse his Fuinjutsu had become.

Kurama paused for a moment before small smirk formed on its face. "Right. I believed you. I'm sure you can get your mother to suck you off."

Naruto winced. His button was pressed. He believed he could do anything if he put his mind to it.

There was no boundary he wouldn't cross if it was to prove he was the best.

"Of course, I can. If I really wanted to, I can get her to do it."

"Yeah, yeah," Kurama snorted. The smirk widened. "Tell me it when it actually happens. You say lots of things, but you have very little to show for it."

Naruto twitched. "Bastard! Who figure out the seal and release you from your cage. I could put you back into it if I wanted to, you know."

"No! I don't want to go back there. I will be good," Kurama pleaded.

Its smirk turned into a foxy smile. It had convinced Naruto to release it from its cage. It wasn't difficult since it knew what the blond wanted most – to be the best.

"Good," Naruto responded. "Now, how do I get rid of my boner?"

"You can jack yourself off. Just imagine the slug-slut," Kurama said.