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Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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Two months had passed since his lady had come out with the truth about her affair and about the children within her belly. He didn't spend much time with her the first two weeks following the 'talk' but soon he began to see her more regularly as the emotional wound scabbed over and had stopped bleeding so heavily.

The two went on a few dates in fact, ones they could attend in a private, yet not so intimate setting as a house. Saemon hadn't been ready to return to the closeness of a house and in fact, he couldn't even look at his own sink or her bed when he was at either house. It was then he made the decision to make a change a lot about his life. He needed to be away from the things that reminded him of what had happened in either place. He didn't know for sure that Toushin hadn't slept with her in HER house, so he never wanted to be there just in case. It was fouled for him.

Eventually he would take her to hotels for the night, spend money and try to make Kitanai feel doted upon instead of coming off as the man he really was; jealous and angry. He kept her from his house and himself from hers. Certainly she would begin to notice.

The last week however, he'd found what he was looking for. A foreclosure in the Diamond district. It was going for much less than it was worth. The story was that the woman who owned it had been too sad to keep up with the payments after her husband and son were killed in action. She wasn't a shinobi herself and wanted to leave the village, move to Kirigakure or something. So she let the house go into foreclosure after leaving one day, not caring. The man in charge of selling the house owed Saemon a personal debt for saving his life, so he was selling the place to him for almost half it's value.. which was still almost more than he could afford.

The down payment alone dug so deeply into his well of savings that he was left with almost nothing left. Luckily, the house also came furnished because the woman had left everything behind. Not letting the opportunity slip by, he agreed to the terms (that would surely have him working hard until he died) and signed the papers.

Three days after he got the keys, he decided to bring her there. He'd bought new beds for all the rooms and new dishes because he wanted his own, not something other people had eaten with/slept on. He also hired a maid to clean the house from top to bottom before he was ready.

So the day he went to pick his pregnant girlfriend up from her house, he hadn't even hinted at what they were doing, just asked her to come walk with him. He waited at the door, since he didn't feel right in just walking it, even now for her to answer.

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And pregnant she was indeed.

Kitanai, herself, was having issues dealing with the fact that her once slender and atheletic form had been eaten alive by this strange and massive growth on her stomach. In fact, she had lost the ability to fit into any of her clothes, save loose sweaters and pants with particularly stretchy fabric. It was depressing, to say the least, to see all of her good clothing go to such a total waste, and ever more horrifying to watch her sister waltz into her room with bags and bags of maternity dresses...

Though, she couldn't complain about how awesome her ever growing breasts looked in them.

And so, regretfully, went Kitanai in a dress her sister had bought her, to her door as she openned it slowly, peeking, before throwing it back open, "Hey!" There was pure delight in her voice as her eyes lit up, and her head reached out to take and squeeze his as she leaned up on her toes to search for his lips. "You've been so kind lately, I can't imagine you have something else up your sleeve," She teased him lovingly, her hand reaching back to shut the door after reaching towards the wall to the side to grab a purse--which, since she lost the ability to just carry everything around on her two holster belts, she had been forced to start carrying.

"Where to, today?"
 
Her kiss was genuine, and full of her happiness at his arrival. He returned the affection easily then pulled back and slid his arm behind her back to cup her around her waist. Her middle was getting so large already, something she abhorred, but he delighted in more than he thought he would have. He could see the change from week to week as she was growing so rapidly. He tried not to remind himself that it was swollen so large because of the second growth in there.

With a smile, he pushed the thought away and started walking with her down the small path and toward the street. Everyone walked so the street wasn't a place you needed to look both ways before entering. The pair started toward the east. "It's a surprise, so I can't tell you." to be fair though, he withdrew a little box from his pouch. It was red with a gold ribbon and said "Fuku's Chocolates" in beautiful calligraphy on top. It wasn't a large package and only held 4 truffles inside, but each was different. Even he didn't know what she would bite into; he'd gotten the random pack.

It wasn't a long travel from district to district per say, but it was at least an hour's walk at a leisurely pace. With her belly rounding out, he didn't think it was a good idea to run it either, so chocolates and chatting it was. There was nothing he wouldn't buy her if she asked him and even though she was certainly a great deal richer than he was (a matter he was yet to get around to discussing again) he always paid for everything. He wanted to.

So they continued down the street, heading out of the Sietch Zensunna and toward the Desert Crown. His arm stayed around her waist all the while. He would carry her if she asked. He took note of the dress she wore and smiled a little. "You look nice, you know." He couldn't help but look down at her large breasts either, since they were set nicely on display in the low cut garment. They had gotten bigger, that was for sure. It reminded him how he'd only really touched them the once...
 
"A surprise?" Her curiosity was spiked as she scowled slightly, leaning against him as they walked, and his hand was looped around her back, "I hate surprises." A lie, and it was an obvious lie too based off of the way she said it. She was clearly excited, just far too impaitent. One hand on his shoulder blade, looped under his arm, and the other resting against her ever growing stomach as she moved beside him as he used his free hand to pull out a box. She gave him a strange look before moving the hand on her stomach over to take it, reading the name of it as the hand looped behind him came forward to join the other, "I'm starting to wonder if you're the reason I'm this big, and I'm not actually pregnant at all," She joked, far too embaressed and bullheaded to thank him directly, but rather using jokes laced with adoration to praise his thoughtfulness.

Kita's hand unlaced the ribbon carefully as they walked, savoring it's beauty as she tied her already shoulder length cropped wavy black hair back with it, the box, wedged gently under her arm as she did so, before she openned the box and took one out, "I can't believe you don't like sweets that much," She stated simply as she popped one in her mouth, a strawberry cream greeting her tongue, chewing and swallowing before speaking again, "Food is a gift from the gods!" Kitanai had a strange weakness for food. Growing up in a rich household with bland rich folk food, she had found peace and love in the sancticy of the culture of food in strangers houses. The vendors, as well, made meals that simply baffled her.

Kitanai would place the box back into her bag, not wanting to eat them all right away, her head turning back up quickly to meet eyes with Saemon would uttered a simple compliment. Her cheeks, already flushed with her natural pale color, threatened a rosy tint in her cheek bones before she gave a brief laugh out of embaressment, "It's my sisters," She murmured, knowing he would have basically guessed that already, "Well, rather, she bought it for me... but... thank you, Saemon."
 
Saemon was surprised how much he enjoyed the roundness of Kitanai's stomach and the way it made her look. She looked so womanly, maternal.. and she was even gaining a hint of softness over her musculature. He didn't think she looked fat, and wouldn't want her that way, but pregnant was a becoming look for her. He released his hold on her waist and laid his open palm against her round belly as she nibbled on a chocolate, savoring it delightedly. He almost jested with her that it was his fault she was this round.. but the thought stung for the implication wouldn't be a complete truth; in fact it was half a lie. He was only halfway responsible.

Some of his tender expression hardened, only the slightest bit and would probably go unnoticed as he slipped back into his metaphorical mask. He looked as though he had no opinion on anything at all. His compliment was accepted with a sweet thanks from his lady, but he felt a distance from her that he would need to re-breach. He hadn't been able to let go of her actions, he probably never would. When he let himself think even for a moment about her betrayal it tainted his mood, but he could bring himself back from it.

"Remember, Saemon, you're showing her something special today. It's about the future, not the past." He told himself and allowed himself to accept it for the time being, even if that too felt like a lie. His face softened again and a smile touched his mouth, even as it didn't touch his eyes.

So to avoid the slow walk and the possibility that his mood would be brought up, he suddenly scooped the woman up (and little fetuses by proxy) and took off with her down the road. He moved much faster than she would on her own feet, and smooth as gliding over ice. He crossed over a lot of the land, passing surprised civilians, houses and the likes. They passed through the Sietch Zensunna then continued even further into the Desert Crowd section of the cave and into the Diamond District where only the wealthiest of people lived. There, he finally stopped, and set Kitanai back down onto her feet, careful to steady her if she was unbalanced. They were standing in front of a modest house, for the Diamond District, with a handsome (albeit small) front yard. "It's mine." he said, looking right at the front door.
 
The woman was content with her chocolate, and a light smile on her face. She was always so unaware of the deep and pained emotions that ran through Saemon's heart, because she herself ignored her own. She promised herself that she would not succumb to the mental torture she deserved in fear that she may ruin two precious lives. She would not ignore the fact, but she would not acknowledge it. That was a conflict she would be left to dwell with herself. Curled up in the shower, knees pulled up, and forehead on her knees, with tears that shook her body violently, and the hot water spilling over her like a black baptism of betrayal.

Filthy Whore.

And so the young woman, with her rounded stomach, and glistening eyes, beamed brightly as her lover scooped her up, her head leaning forward against his chest with a light playful squeal. His impatience was endearing, and rather soothing, as she was thinking the same thing, and was glad he acted on it.

And so they flew through the air. The breeze tossing her hair behind her, her cheek pressing against his chest as she squeezed her eyes shut, the dress making cracking sounds against the wind that whipped it before they slowed to a stop. Her eyes slowly opening as he set her down. A dainty hand reaching to grip his shirt for a moment as she steadied herself.

"What's this?" Kitanai asked, scowling slightly. She had expected him to tell her someone lived there. That there was a significant person inside, like a father figure of some sort, or a sensei. Kiti taking a few steps towards the door, standing on the front as she looked up at the door, tipping her head slightly, his voice answering her question.

Kitanai turned around slowly, her glimmering blue eyes widening slightly, "What's that?" She echoed, a slender finger pointing upwards to notion at the house, "This? This is yours?" Never could she believed that that was what he was going to say. So many things he could have said, and that wasn't what she expected. "Seriously?!" It was not anger, questioning, or accusations (though, perhaps, she should have questioned where that money came from) but rather pure excitement. It ripped across her face like a violent wave on the sea. A smile breaking across into a grin (rather rare for her) as her eyes sparkled and glimmered as she took a few steps down the steps to move towards him, and embrace him as much as her stomach would allow, "Congratulations, Saemon! It's so beautiful! I'm so happy for you."

Kitanai was quick, bright, and witty, but the idea that she'd be there too hadn't exactly sunk in.
 
Her shock and delight was enough to push the anger and negative thoughts from the monster's mind once more, only to be left with happiness at the moment. Her face, like a sculpted piece of art, was beautiful. She could take his breath away still and probably forever. Her arms circled his trimmed waist and pressed her rounded belly against his flat one. The embrace was endearing, and felt right.

Her last words, he echoed, but meaning a different thing altogether. The house was just a house. "Yes, very beautiful." her blue eyes reflected her honest pleasure at the sight and for him. Then it occurred to him, she didn't understand the full meaning of him bringing her here. So he disentangled himself from her embrace and laced his fingers with hers and said, "Come on, I'll show you the house and your room." He gave her hand a squeeze and started toward the house.

The front door was unlocked and he went in, careful to close the door behind Kitanai. It was spacious and the ceiling was very high, suitable for Saemon. The place was already furnished, thogh it lacked a certain touch about it. It was still very masculinely adorned. No flowers or hanging pictures, plain furniture. Just utility. They entered into a greeting room then he took her left and then left again down a hallway. There was a bathroom on their left, and two other doors on the right and directly before them. Saemon paused at the junction and pointed straight ahead. "That is a room for the baby. Babies." he corrected, for the first time telling her without a great admission that he planned on keeping them both.. with her. It was unfurnished at the moment save for two cribs at the far wall.

Then he gave her hand a small tug toward the last room in the hallway; the door on the right. "This is your room, if you want it." At this point he would let her hand go. She was free to do as she pleased. To look around or not. Her room already have a queen size bed with plain bedding. There were several tables and a walkin closet. There was another door at the other end that led into another room, his room. Saemon stood there, surprised to feel nervous at her reaction. He didn't think she would deny it, but he was asking her to move in with him, to live in his house; to make it their house.
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The man, sort of a timid giant, led her inside, and she followed at the same pace, her eyes flickering around as she gawked around the enterence room, the door being shut behind her as Saemon and her exchanged a slow smile. before he lead her around the house. Her smile was sweet and sincere, and her eyes wide as they took in the aspects of the house. It was beautiful, a little plain, but gorgeous. It was a majestic house in it's heights and beauty, but it needed a little something more.

They moved down the hallway, and Saemon pointed to another plain room, adorn with two cribs. Her eyes shifted upwards. He wanted her to live there, as he had said, and he was including not one, but both of the children into the situation. Her lips curled up into a blissful smile as he suddenly made a turn, her body clocking in that direction and into a bedroom. It was beautiful, and it was hers.

...but....just hers.

That was strange, but she supposed it made sense.

No it didn't.

They were having a baby--two, actually.And they were going to sleep in separate rooms. Well, in a way, it didn't make sense, but she supposed he was more of a private man. She wouldn't say anything about it, but rather she would wander into the room, her mouth slightly ajar, and those beautiful hands stroked over everything. The walls, the sheets, and the frame. Her lips curling upwards as she giggled nervously, "Oh...wow..." She whispered quietly, her eyes raising to look at him, "I love it."

And she wanted to spend the rest of her life in this house.
 
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