Naruto Yandere Series

Tenzo/Captain Yamato

Captain Yamato sat by himself at the end of the bar. Happily watching the other patrons as he nursed his drink. He had just gotten back from a mission and seeing that it was late, he decided to wait to turn in his report in until first thing in the morning. He was tired and was looking forward to going home and planning what to do for his days off. Not that he did much. He was content to just stay home and relax. Kakashi was always teasing him that he would have more of a life if he had a girlfriend. But Yamato was happily married to his work. Being involved with someone just complicated things. But then he saw a young woman. Her brunette hair was fixed in braids and still brushed the floor. Her bright green eyes made him smile. She was beautiful. She caught him staring and he blushed. “Hi,” She says simply. “How is your evening going?” Yamato shrugged. “Pretty good. Enjoying the peace and quiet.” “My name is Drea.” She tells him. “Yamato.” He responded. “You’re a ninja, sounds exciting.” Drea comments. “It can be.” Yamato felt strange. As though his head were becoming foggy. He rubbed his temples. Maybe he was more tired than he thought. He could hold his liquor so it wasn’t the drink. He felt a tingling sensation through his body. And then blushed when his manhood rose to attention unbidden. He covered the front of his pants hoping Drea hadn’t noticed. She had. Her cheeks became flush and she hid a smile. Yamato started to get up. He wanted to run. But Drea only sat closer to him. “I’m more than happy to help you, if you like. That looks painful.” She tells him. Yamato got to his feet then. “Thank you, but no.” He turned to walk away, but stopped. He couldn’t move. “Take her.” he heard a voice say. Yamato shook his head. And suddenly he grabbed Drea’s hand. “Come with me.” He said simply and pulled her with him as he walked outside. Yamato was confused. Mentally he had no intention of taking this woman home with him. But his body apparently wasn’t getting the message. Before he knew it, they were standing in front of the entrance to his place. He opened the door and led her inside. She raised an eyebrow as he locked the door. “Expecting an interruption?” Drea asked. In answer, Yamato slammed her up against the wall and began kissing her. His hands grabbed her breasts roughly and held her in place for a moment. When he dug his nails into her breasts, she gasped. “Hey, not so rough. We’ve got all night.” Yamato flinched. He could see that he had drawn blood. But then he ripped off her shirt and was toying with her n*****s, suckling them until Drea seemed to melt against him. He closed his eyes as he began to lick the droplets of blood caused by his nails. He put a hand between her legs then and found her c**t and began rubbing it. He could feel the heat of passion rising off of both of them. Her own hands were busy as she undid his pants, allowing them to fall. He stepped out of them. Drea blushed when she saw his c**k. Hard and ready. Yamato lifted her up so that her legs wrapped around him and shoved his manhood into her. He f****d her as he held her up. Bouncing her on his c**k. Drea gasped and moaned. But as he picked up speed and intensity, he could feel her begin to dig her nails into him. “Have you ever been f****d by a god, woman?” He heard himself ask her. Drea scoffed. “You have a high opinion of yourself, don’t you.” Yamato struck her across the face. “No” He thought to himself. “What the f**k!” She screamed. Yamato only f****d her harder. With a smile, he created a shadow clone and it held her from behind. Using his wood jutsu, he bound her hands together. The clone shoved his c**k into her ass. She screamed again. “Please stop. I don’t want this.” Yamato screamed inside his mind. But all he could do was watch as he continued to f**k her. Despite everything being done to her she came, her body going into spasms as she was f****d. Drea put her arms around his neck, trying to lift herself off of the two men. Yamato only pulled her down even harder. He felt an unfamiliar sensation. With a smile, he held her onto him and carried her to his room. As he lay her on the bed, he noticed the blood. Yamato wretched as he spread her legs and proceeded to go down on the woman. Blood and all. He beat her c**t with his tongue until she came again. He watched the creamy white of her c*m mix with the blood and yet he devoured her p***y as though he were starving. His clone meanwhile, was giving her breasts attention. Being gentle only as a tease. “Please, let me go.” Drea begged. “I’m not feeling well. Something is wrong.” Internally, Yamato could see that she was indeed becoming pale. The blood flow didn’t seem to be slowing either. Despite that, he continued to beat her c**t, and eating the mixture of her bodily fluids. “I dare say you don’t have much time, so let’s go out with a bang shall we.” He heard himself tell her. He nodded to his clone. Yamato watched as he used his wood jutsu to create what was nothing more than a c**k shaped piece of wood. When he plunged it into her, it overfilled her grotesquely. She gasped, and came coating the wood. With a smile he began f*****g her with it. Slowly. Yamato could feel the walls of her p***y stretch as they gripped it. Then with a maniacal laugh, he began pounding her p***y with inhuman strength. Yamato threw up as he watched the gushes of blood that followed. He heard the gasp, moan, then nothing. The woman was nothing more than a human rag doll as he and his clone continued to f**k her body simultaneously. Only when there was the sound of a sickening rip, did the f*****g cease. The clone disappeared. He licked her c**t on last time. Nothing. He walked over to the mirror then. Yamato saw himself covered in her blood. He put his hands on the mirror. Blackness took him then.

Yamato woke the next morning, showered and got ready to go to the Hokage’s office. He didn’t remember how he got home. But he was glad he did. That one drink must have done a number on him. Maybe he better stay away from the bar for a while. Or maybe he could talk Kakashi into going with him from now on. He shook his head. Not likely. Kakashi was not a fan of bars. He was no social butterfly. He was more content to go somewhere and read his Icha Icha Series. Yamato never understood the fascination that the books held for his friend. He found Kakashi outside the Hokage’s office. He looked exhausted. “Good morning, Senpai.” He says. Kakashi smiled, “Morning.” “Long night?” Yamato asked. “Not really. I just had a weird dream night before last. Still trying to make sense of it.” Yamato nodded his head. “Must have been some dream for you to actually worry about it.” Kakashi blushed. “It involved a woman.” Yamato smiled. “That happens to all of us.” He says simply. Kakashi eyes dropped so that he was looking at the floor. “And my ninja hounds.” Yamato’s eyes widened and he put his hands up. “Okay, Senpai. TMI. Have a nice day.” Yamato walked away shaking his head. Kakashi was certainly a ladies man. For a time, Yamato had been jealous of all the attention Kakashi seemed to get from the women in the village. But, he realized he was the more sensitive type of guy, that didn’t exactly make the women try and break down his door. Kakashi had a mysteriousness that seemed to attract the women in droves. Despite the fact that he knew that his friend never had any intention of settling down with any one woman. He on the other hand hoped to have to a family one day. So he took his time. If he was meant to be with someone, then the opportunity would represent itself. He turned in his report and decided to go to the hot springs. After he had packed what he needed, he made his way there. As he walked to the entrance, he saw a beautiful woman with long brunette hair in braids. And green eyes. A flash of recognition. Yamato shook his head and felt a chill go through him. He nodded in greeting and hurried to the room that was waiting for him. He was going to relax and enjoy his days off no matter what. But he was looking forward to getting back to work as well. As he went to unlock his door, he looked up and saw the same woman at the room next to his. She smiled in greeting. And with a swing of her hips she walked into her room and shut the door behind her. Yamato stopped for a moment. “That’s it.” He said out loud. With that, he grabbed his bags. After paying the clerk extra money for the inconvenience, he left and hurried back to the village. It was only after he had closed and locked the door behind him, that he allowed himself to breathe easy again. He felt a chill, and for a moment, he could have sworn that he had heard a chuckle. “What the hell.” He said to himself. He found Kakashi walking towards home and invited him out for a drink. Kakashi chuckled. “When did you become the drinking type?” Yamato glared at him. “As of right now.” Kakashi nodded and followed his best friend. “As long as you’re buying.” He tells him. Yamato and Kakashi stayed until the bar closed. Once they had begun drinking, Kakashi proceeded to describe the dream he had had. Yamato sat and listened. With a chuckle, he said. “That is very bizarre.” Not even sure if summoning animals could or would do as he described. But as they walked out in a drunken stupor, Kakashi pointed out the woman who he had dreamt about. She smiled and waved at Kakashi and he blushed. This all seemed so very bizarre. But in Yamato’s drunken state, all he wanted to do was to go home and pass out. Kakashi got him home and bid him goodnight before shambling off himself.