Chapter Twenty-Seven
The Prophecy Breakdown
[Play: Contortionist, by Arankai]
Her heart pounded in her chest, meeting the breathing of his. It sent shivers across her skin and bones, giving way for a feeling of ecstasy.
His grin was all she caught with half-lidded eyes before he began lowering himself. He trailed kisses down her bare chest and stomach, ending right at her black pentagram panties. His hot breath met her fur, tickling and making them stand on end in anticipation.
He kissed the inside of her thigh before pulling her underwear down to her knees. He moved his head between her legs, making her blush with how close he was to her sensitive spot. She tried to close her legs and hide her private area with her hands but her partner wasn't having any of that.
His head stayed between her thighs and he grabbed her hands to hold them at her side. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. None of that, babe. I want to see all of it."
"No~!"
Her moan is vulgar and betraying her denial, her body squirming around his head in embarrassment. She couldn't fight him though, even if she truly wanted to. He could take her right here and now as rough as he wanted.
"Do you really want me to stop, hm?"
Her breath hitched as she felt his lips near her clit, breathing hotly on it; it sent shivers all over her body. She didn't want him to stop. This is everything she fantasized about, even moreso with his girlfriend. She wanted- no, she needed this!
"Is that a yes?"
"No!"
She was louder than she meant to be but he only chuckled in response. "Good girl."
She convulsed as his voice made her twitch with pleasure just before gasping out a soft scream as he moved his face to her pussy. His tongue entered her suddenly, licking her outer lips before penetrating her tightness. That long tongue that she had seen only once was wiggling inside!
He liked to show it off like a party trick, boasting about a three and a half inch pink tongue. She had always wondered what he could do with that thing, and here he was using it to taste her deepest parts. She had to bite a finger to stop the growing moans that were becoming squeals and screams of bliss.
"Let me hear it."
His demand was short and firm, making her heart flutter before her stomach did flips when he resumed his meal. His mouth was going to bring her over the edge, and his dominant aura only made her more submissive to his demands. She can't go against his word when he speaks to her like that.
Like a good girl, she did as she was told and cried out as he stopped holding her hands to begin rubbing her clit. She grabbed his spiky hair and began riding out the coming orgasm, screaming out "Yes! Yes! Yes!" as she did. It only served to make him hasten his ministrations and she felt tears in the corners of her eyes as she felt her climax building.
Almost, almost, almost! I'm gonna-
"Cum!"
…
Loona breathed heavily, winded, as she rode out her climax. She shivered and twitched as she felt her mess around her aching legs. Her fur is matted down in some areas from her sweat, mixing with her release around her cunt.
The song she had been listening to during her fantasy had changed, waking her from her imagination of her blonde boss. This isn't the first time she had drowned her room with music to hide her masturbation. She was a loud screamer when it came to sex, at least by her own actions, but she had not had sex with anyone to know if it was just her.
"Fuck, now I'm going to have to change my sheets again."
She usually had a towel to help with her mess since she knew how much she could cum, but she had forgotten that with how much she ached to release. She was getting frustrated with how little the man of her desire paid attention to her advances. She would have thought that she could get at least something from him by now, assuming Beelzebub, his girlfriend, had made it clear she was poly and bisexual.
It was torture at this point because making herself cum was not doing much for her anymore. She desired the real thing. She wanted Naruto. Idiot won't even flirt with me.
Sighing, she decided she will take a shower to clean her fur and then do the laundry.
Knock knock knock
"Loona?" Octavia's voice asked from the other side. "Are you there?"
"Yeah, one second, 'tavia," Loona called out as she slipped on some underwear and piled her soiled sheets in the basket.
Opening the door afterwards, the Goetia girl entered and immediately began sniffing and her beak scrunched up a bit. "You could have told me you were busy."
"Not like I've not walked in on the same with you," Loona huffed as she blushed at the demon's stare.
"And that's why I say to knock, the same I do for you," Octavia softly laughed. "What was it this time?"
"His… tongue."
Loona was glowing in embarrassment and Octavia laughed at her friend's answer. The two have grown incredibly close during their time working for the restaurant, the independence from their fathers being a refreshing change. They have a lot of traits in common, including their history and love of music, but none of that compared to their crush on their boss.
After they found out about the mutual desire for Naruto, they have been swapping fantasies to see who's the biggest deviant. Octavia seems to be the most loving of the two as her fantasies are always soft and slow, loving and cuddling, while Loona was hard and fast. Octavia has had a bigger obsession over the blonde's arms and hands ever since she was able to ask for hugs, finding his strength reassuring and exciting.
Loona, on the other hand, has been fixated on Naruto's tongue ever since he first showed it during one of the group dinners. It's actually much longer than in her fantasy but he had kept the true length hidden so even now she doesn't know how long it really is.
"Understandable," Octavia finally said as she and Loona exited the room to bring the basket to the laundry room.
As the duo got closer to the laundry room, they could hear soft music coming from inside the room.
"… begging you to love me though
Now I'm a sinner cus I can't let go
I feel the blood rush under my skin with your evil touch
I'm sorry that I couldn't be enough
Sometimes I wish I could be the one to be the one, to be the one you love
Look at me, I'm terrified
Don't let me go!
I've seen the devil in your eyes
I've never seen an angel cry"
As the duo entered the laundry room, they were surprised to see that Haku was already there. The boy is humming to himself the soft and powerful song to himself while his eyes softly shimmered in the light. He was carefully folding clothes, likely his, Stephen's, and Naruto's, and he was clearly enjoying himself as he did.
"Good morning, Haku," Octavia greeted the softhearted boy with a smile. "Laundry day for you too?"
"A little earlier, I accidentally spilled tea this morning," Haku chuckled as he answered. "How about you? Time to clean the sheets?"
Loona blushed and nodded her head mutely. "Y-yeah."
Haku smiled knowingly at the shy answer and quickly reached to the shelf above the appliances before handing it to the hellhound. "This will help. Hope you don't mind lavender, it's my favorite scent so far."
Loona grabbed the big bottle and looked at it. It took her a second to realize that the boy had known why she's cleaning her sheets enough to then suggest something that will get the smell and stain out. Her eyes darted up to look at the boy with shock, her brain slowly working out the implications, but the boy was no longer paying attention.
"I should get going. Let me know how it works, Loona. See ya, Octavia." The boy was about to leave before stopping and turning to them. "By the way, Naruto-kun, Charlie, Helsa, and Agatha left to do something. They won't be back for a while."
The two hellborn gave their farewells after that and the boy left them to their chore.
"Did you see that?"
Loona glanced at Octavia before opening the washer to begin loading it. "I did. You think he's also thinking about Naruto?"
"What?" Octavia looked at Loona with a raised eyebrow. "Oh, no, I'm not talking about that - but yes I'm sure he is. No, I'm talking about the necklace."
Loona tried to think back but she did not look at the boy's neck at all. "I did not look, why? What was it?"
"He's wearing a cross," Octavia whispered and Loona looked at the Goetia girl with wide eyes. "Yeah! Where do you think he could have gotten it? It didn't feel like he bought an upside down cross and re-looped it."
"Are you sure?"
"My eyes don't miss something like that," Octavia shook her head. "I'm just confused that Naruto has known Haku from their time alive, so it's not like he's an angel or fallen or something like that."
Loona agreed with the girl and nodded her head in understanding. They will have to keep an eye on Haku, then, and see what's with the cross around his neck.
"It is an honor that you would like to talk to me privately, Mito-sama, but why are we going to the outskirts of the village?"
Jiraiya followed the woman down a path far out of the vicinity of the city. The light pollution was also getting lesser as they continued forward, signaling to him the isolation of where they are. He would have been suspicious of this with any other person but he respected and was trusting of the wife of the First Hokage.
"What I am going to talk to you about is to not have any eavesdropping ears," Mito answered shortly as she continued walking. "That television demon has cameras and mics everywhere in the city that he will pick up on our conversation."
Jiraiya didn't understand who she was talking about but took her word for it. He was not accustomed to this world at all so he listened when it was from someone more experienced than he. Until he got a feel for this new world, he will be careful.
Finally, as the louder noises from the city started to die in the distance, they reached a large cabin house that was reminiscent of old ningen architecture. He assumed this was Mito's house.
"Come inside and take a seat at the table," Mito opened the door and motioned to the table. "I'm grabbing drinks."
"Understood," Jiraiya nodded his head and did as told.
It did not take long for her to come out with a teapot and two cups, surprising the man with how quick she boiled tea. She sat down across from him and set apart the cups for them before filling them. The way it came out looked a bit wrong to the Sannin's frog eyes but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.
She took a sip from her steaming cup, which prompted him to do the same.
The moment he took the first swallow, he couldn't help but make a face at the taste. It was not only bitter, but it was sweetened with something that was not sugar. The aftertaste stung his taste buds horribly and he found his tongue running across his teeth to try to get the taste off.
"I make all of my tea myself, from my own tea leaves to my own honey sweetener," Mito praised herself with a smile. "Much better than that runny sewer water they make in Heaven and Hell."
Jiraiya nodded his head along as he set his cup down. He would not be rude with the elder woman, much less insult her brewing that she takes pride in. "I can tell there's a lot of… love and care in your technique."
Mito hummed pleasantly before setting her own cup down. "I didn't invite you to talk about tea, Jiraiya. It's about Naruto."
This had the man sit up straight at the mention of his godson. Despite how the boy acted, him being cold and more detached than the relief and joy the man expected, he will still be concerned for him. He knows that his silence on the boy's parents and absence for the first twelve years has come to light in the worst way. That does not mean he will not fight for him, though.
"What do you know about the Prophesied Child?" Mito looked at the man sternly. "Specifically, the Child of God?"
"I'm unfamiliar with a child of God but I do know of a Child of Prophecy," Jiraiya answered and held his chin in thought. "He will be the one who brings peace or destruction to the world."
Mito raised an eyebrow at that and shook her head. "Not exactly the entire thing but it sure is a simplified and scaled down version of it. The true prophecy speaks of the Child of God, His second, who will bring about everlasting peace or wrathful destruction. But it was not just Ninkai but all of existence."
Mito produced a scroll from her robe and set it on the table where she unraveled it. The calligraphy was unknown to Jiraiya at first but it slowly became clear to him.
"As you can see, the signs all point to Naruto," Mito ran her fingers over the words. "Haze of death and blood."
"The night Naruto was born is the time Kyuubi was released." Jiraiya spoke automatically, his eyes unfocused as he thought about that night. "The death is that of the shinobi, and the blood is either the fur of the Biju or the moon that turned red during the attack."
"Marked by a symbol of sacrifice."
"The Shiki Fujin. It requires the sacrifice of the seal master."
"In his hands he will hold the power to decide the destiny of all of existence. The Child of God will walk among us with a power that can reach those who become his closest companions."
At that, Jiraiya couldn't help the dry chuckle. "He had what some of us had called the Talk no Jutsu. He was always successful at reaching the hearts of others with only his words. He had changed even the most hardened shinobi like Zabuza Momochi with a simple speech."
"It has continued to reach those around him, judging by those he keeps close to him at his restaurant," Mito commented before continuing. "The rest of the prophecy is a warning as well as a foreboding vision to the two paths he can take. To save or destroy, heal or kill, it is all in his hands. I had heard of this prophecy when I first became a Virtue of Diligence."
"Was that angel we faced yesterday a Virtue?"
Mito shook her head at his question. "No, he was an Elder, the first generation of angels created by God. His name is Azrael and he is the Angel of Death."
Jiraiya's eyes widened slightly at that. "Oh."
"It is him and the other Elders who I argued with when it came to be known the Child was born. While they said that we should not intervene with the Child's life to let the prophecy run its natural course, I believed that we had to guide him like the prophecy said to. The Seraphim treated the prophecy as a warning from God with no merit, believing he would not give such a harsh punishment to all of his creations."
Mito took a breath before shaking her head of spiteful thoughts. "I ended up fighting a Seraphim who was leading the narrative of God not punishing all of his creations with a second son before leaving Heaven. I gave my position to my apprentice and came to Hell. I had foreseen that without guidance the Child would arrive here. Then I heard about Naruto a month ago and came to see if he was Uzumaki only to also find out he was the Prophecy Child.
Jiraiya nodded his head in understanding. "They are paying the price for their folly now, but it works out. I get to help protect my godson."
"Yet he treats you coldly," Mito commented, making the man flinch. "What's the story there?"
Jiraiya sighed and hung his head low. "I wasn't there for him when he was growing up. When he died, I had only been in his life for five months. He was my godson but I left him alone for twelve years."
"Why?"
"I was afraid to get attached again," Jiraiya answered honestly. "I have lost a lot of people and I wanted time to myself instead. I figured that Hiruzen would have had Naruto cared for."
"Assumptions are often wrong, that's why I never had my students gain the habit," Mito commented but it did not speak further.
"Well, Naruto is not happy with me because I kept the truth about his parents from him on top of that," Jiraiya put his face into his hands and sighed. "I messed up."
Mito nodded her head slowly. "You did. But you need to take that responsibility and move forward. Prove that you are someone to trust again, and when he is ready he will come to you himself. Everything else is out of your hands."
The group of them followed Charlie as she opened the door to her home. With her is Naruto, Agatha, and Helsa as the rest of them stayed at the restaurant. Jiraiya went with Mito somewhere to have a private conversation with her.
"Dad, we're here!" Charlie held the door open for everyone as she called out into the home.
Helsa held Charlie's hand as they waited, but Naruto was wandering the main room while looking at all of the antiques. He wasn't able to do so at Charlie's birthday and he's surprised with how many are collected from Earth.
He also just couldn't wrap his head around how many duck-themed items there were. Like, he knew a fixation when he saw one. He had one for ramen and frogs so much that he had ramen themed sleepwear and a frog wallet. But he never took that fixation and made paintings and products of them.
I can't believe he commissioned a portrait of a duck as a tank in a war.
"My dad really likes ducks," Charlie came up next to him and looked at the portrait he was looking at. "A lot."
"I can see that," Naruto chuckled and shook his head.
Charlie looked up at him as he looked at more paintings and a fond smile spread across her lips. She glanced at his hand at his side. She slowly put her hand into his, locking her finger with his, and bowed her head shyly.
Naruto raised his eyebrows as he felt her fingers locking with his and he looked at her from the corner of his eyes. He could feel Helsa and Agatha watching, tasting lemon, strawberry, and sour apple from them. He wasn't sure who was feeling what as it just melded together and unless he turned to look at their auras he couldn't make the distinction.
Agatha, however, was very much feeling envy, jealousy, at seeing the princess and blonde hold hands. It was a pure moment that reminded her that she hunted these demons as if they only knew dark things. But here they are showing that they could love and care, not just for each other's body but wholly.
She knew of the love that God teaches from going to her catholic school and living in Heaven. She had felt the light, God's presence which felt so much more than just love, be diminished the moment she entered Hell. She thought that was proof enough that these demons could not know of anything like that.
She… was wrong. Heaven was wrong in some ways. But that did not stop her envying the feelings the two had for each other. She wanted to be the one looked at like the princess did with Naruto. She knew that she felt something for the princess, but it wasn't just her she wanted to be held by.
I barely know them, what's with these fantasies? Not like he's not swimming in attention either.
She had seen that the first few days that she was living at the restaurant. All of the girls, especially that boy that looks like a girl that hangs around the only other boy, like Naruto as more than a friend or boss. Then you have Beelzebub, the literal Prince of Gluttony, hopping on his dick at any chance she could get.
Bet he would expect it from all of the girls around him. She snorted and crossed her arms, anger bubbling in her chest. Well, he won't get it from me. Bastard.
Helsa's eyes shined in amusement as she saw Charlie and Naruto hold hands and the Princess be flustered about her own actions. This is exactly what she wants, with a few additions, but all in all it is going just as she wants.
Now only to get him to agree.
"Charchar!"
Lucifer came down the grand staircase and grinned when he saw his daughter. His eyes took notice of her holding hands with Naruto just before she let go and ran to him. He didn't think she would be dating him already, it's only been seven months or so since her birthday. He was also pretty sure he heard that Beelzebub was dating the boy.
"Dad!"
Charlie wrapped her arms around her dad when she finally made it to him. She couldn't help the smile on her face as she realized just how much she missed her parents. The time at Naruto's restaurant has been the longest she was away from her family and on her own.
"My, how you've grown!" Her dad grinned as he appraised her. "You'll be as tall as your mother in no time!"
Charlie blushed as she really was a bit taller than her dad now. Her mother is also a very tall woman, nearly six foot five, and it was likely that she could be the same.
Lucifer looked at Naruto as he approached and it seems his daughter was not the only one who did grow. He thought it was just that transformation that made him taller but it seems not. The boy is well near six foot, probably a few centimeters shy, and that puts him a few inches shorter than the transformation. The fur on his tail and ears have also darkened or filled in the seven months away.
"I heard what happened against Azrael," Lucifer said apologetically. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to help. I never would have thought he would do something as stupid as attack one of the Sinners during Extermination."
"It's okay, Tennō Heika, I'm alive with few injuries." Naruto showed the lines on his arms from when he blocked Azrael's scythe. "I'm still here and that's all that matters to me."
The man eyed the scars but he did not speak the thought on his mind. He will bring it up later as right now he needs to focus on his brother's demand.
His eyes looked at the odd girl out and he instinctively glanced above the girl's head for a halo. There was none, so he knew she was now a fallen angel. The question is how did that happen.
"This is Agatha," Charlie walked over and gently brought the fallen angel over. "She's one of us now after she fell from protecting sinners."
"Protecting sinners?" Lucifer looked at the young girl with a raised eyebrow.
"I did not sign up to be an Exterminator to kill children," Agatha tried to defend herself confidently but her voice began to die in her throat from the man's stare.
"You went against God's orders because the job wasn't what it seemed?" Lucifer was skeptical but he wasn't going to argue it especially since everyone looked convinced of the fact.
"Her teammates turned on her immediately," Naruto told the man. "I arrived when Charlie was protecting Agatha. They tried forcefully moving her and I took that offense personally."
Lucifer's eyes narrowed at what the boy was implying but nodded his head when the appropriate response was insinuated to have been given. He was sure the boy had killed them and sent them back to Heaven, but so help him if he ever found them. They will not revive after he is done with them.
Finally, he sighed. "Alright, well, the reason I called you here is because Heaven has noted Agatha's disappearance. Either they do not know she has fallen or the information is being hidden from them. Either way, they are wanting a meeting at Heaven's Embassy tomorrow."
"After having to face Azrael, I'm not too keen on being surrounded by more of them," Naruto muttered to himself but he knew from the king's tone that this was not optional.
"I understand, but it's not a choice," Lucifer told him. "My brothers and the other angels will come to Pentagram City themselves to find you and Agatha if you do not go."
Naruto's eyes narrowed at that. "They can do that?"
"God is not here to stop them and tell them otherwise. If they deem it important to the stability of existence, they can justify it."
The man's words frustrated the blonde as he didn't want to feel pressured into having to meet the very people that allow and orchestrate the Exterminations. Counting one of them already tried to kill him, he did not want to be anywhere near them. He couldn't be scared and ask the king to come with them, not only would it be rude to ask but look bad if he needed the man's protection.
"Am I to go alone with Agatha?"
He nodded his head. "It would be best to keep the group small."
"Sigh," Naruto pinched the bridge of his nose. "Alright, I'll go just to prevent any problems. But if anything happens, I'm blowing up the entire embassy."
"What?!"
Everyone's eyes widened at his claim, even Lucifer who was staring at the blonde like he was the most insane being he ever met.
"I will blow up the embassy," Naruto reiterated slowly. "I will carry a bunch of explosive tags on me and if it looks like they're going to fight me, I'm blowing us up and I'll just revive back in Pentagram City."
Everyone blinked owlishly at that as they realized in that moment that he was taking full advantage of the 'not dying unless to heavenly weapons'. Most Sinners did take advantage of this in some way, overdosing on the most insane amount of drugs possible - a feat not really seen because they have high tolerances now - and just coming back to life later. But to become a literal suicide bomber is… more extreme than the typical sinner.
Lucifer was more concerned about what this meant on the boy's mentality.