Ground Level Gift

With a relieved sigh you settle down on the couch, your hat long settled on the seat beside you while your fingers comb through your dark hair, “Oi…this is getting absolutely ridiculous…”

Tsunade chuckles, her head nodding as she crosses her arms across her rather generous bust, “Don’t worry John-kun, I know EXACTLY what you mean.” Giving Tsunade a curious look prompts her to continue her thoughts with a shrug, “I was the leader of my village John, if there’s one thing I know it’s the hassle of keeping all of your ducks in a row while simultaneously keeping those around you on the right path…”

Anko chuckles softly as she gently pokes her elbow into Kukaku’s ribs, the large busted fireworks mistress finding a kindred spirit in the serpent woman thus making the two fast friends that shared jokes, tastes, and most of all a sense of off color humor, “She forgot to mention how she also singlehandedly kept the Sake industry afloat with her habit of getting smashed at the office.”

Tsunade blushes as the two laugh at her expense, an embarrassed and irritated flush on her cheeks as she turns to the two with tightly curled fists, “Oh Anko-chan, Kukaku-chan…let’s have a little…chat.”

Anko turns as white as a sheet while Kukaku does the same, both of them knowing full well of the woman’s absurd amount of strength which has them on pins and needles in seconds. However, the altercation is thankfully stopped by a very unlikely source, a very loud and echoing grumble coming from several stomachs, one of them being yourself. Chuckling in embarrassment you rub your empty belly, your mind finally remembering that you hadn’t a single morsel to eat all day, “Uh…by any chance, did anyone make any food?”

Nemu is the first to speak up, her soft smile and calm gaze a far cry from the melancholy and heart breaking stare she had when you first met her, “Yes John-sama, while you were out with Yoruichi-sama and Yachiru-san, Kyokotsu-san, Katen-san, and myself were able to cook for the family this evening.”

Your smile brightens immediately as you nod, a thankful smile sending a slight flush across Nemu’s cheeks, “Thank you Nemu-chan, and you too Kyokotsu-hime.” The masked girl blushes deeply at your attention while your busty ‘head wife’ pouts at your seeming dismissal of her efforts. With a soft chuckle you gently grab her hand, your mind making note of the number of bandages on her fingers as you give each one a soft kiss, “And of course thank you my lovely wife.”

This sends Katen into a deep stammering blush while the rest of the girls look on in envy and in some cases, Anko, full blown rage. However this is quickly averted as Nemu opens the door to the dining room, a massive wave of delicious scents and impeccable aromas wafting into the room and setting off another rumbling roar of stomachs, “Please, let us sit down and enjoy the evening.”

That is all the encouragement you need as you lead the girls into the dining hall, Yoruichi hopping from your shoulder and transforming into her human form while Yachiru sits with surprising silence on your shoulder. Luppi has long ago attached herself to one of your arms or at the very least made sure she was within arm’s reach while Lilynette has settled into a sweet and silent slumber with her new life sized doll.

Dinner itself is as usual as it ever is and by that you mean that it is a chaotic mess of discussion, arguments, and several of the girls betting on what was under the masks of Kakashi and Kyokotsu. Yet, while these in and of themselves are usually enough entertainment for a good meal it is the oddly melancholy Yachiru who has your attention, the brilliant pink haired girl silently sitting by your side and picking at her meal which by all rights you had expected her to jump on like no tomorrow. This continues all through dinner to a point where it becomes rather worrying, the contemplative look on Yachiru so out of place on her innocent perpetually blushing features. You are just about to speak up and ask Yachiru what was wrong but you suddenly find yourself being talked to, the brilliant deep brown eyes of Hiyori and the soft turquoise eyes of Lisa filling your vision as they speak in tandem, “Oh Master…we have a surprise for you!”

Groaning quietly you can’t help but remember their previous surprise, the changes to their uniforms enough to cause three grown men to pass out from blood loss which was more than enough to **** them back into their previous uniforms for the sake of common decency, “Oh really now? What is it this time? Did you happen to install a dungeon or something of the sort?”

Lisa blushes which Hiyori does the same, both of them giggling lightly as they once more speak in eerie synchronization, “No…but that is a very good idea Master~”

Thankfully you are rescued from the two perverts by an aggravated Anko and miffed Kurenai, both of them pushing the two out of the way with no pretense at politeness before turning to you and speaking one at a time, “Oi, just go on and ignore them Johnny-koi, they just want to take credit for our idea.”

Anko puffs out her chest proudly as she gives you a grin, Kurenai filling the silence as she decided to speak, “After asking Rangiku-chan and Renji-chan we found out that in your dimension you really don’t have anything like what they have here. You have somewhere more…um, well comfortable to sleep on among other things, is that right?”

Nodding you shrug, “That’s true but it’s not like I can’t adapt…after all, it’s not like any of you have really given me much sleep over the past few nights.”

This sends a wave of blushes through the group but Anko persists, her grin turning lecherous as she whispers, “Oh keep talking Johnny-koi…I’ll show you how much fun staying up all night can be~”

Coughing a bit your attention is pulled from the cute Kurenai and the amorous Anko to Tsunade, the older and arguably wiser woman standing up straight as she speaks, “What Anko-chan and Kurenai-chan are trying to say is that while you already do have a bedroom, we know that you would like something to call your own and hide away in so as to decompress from your duties as a Taicho.”

Your confused face seems to speak volumes as Anko roughly pulls you to your feet, a light pink haired weight hopping onto your shoulder as you rise to your full height once more, “Come with me Johnny-kun.” Still utterly confused you follow Anko down a few halls, through a few twists and turns, and finally down a few flights of stairs until you find it, a massive basement room with a European style king sized bed as well as a dresser and a few other creature comforts from your home world. You are only vaguely aware that the rest of your wives have vanished leaving only Anko and Yachiru with you, the pink haired wonder still remarkably silent as Anko waves a hand around the room, “We decided to make this for you Johnny-kun…it’s a little bare but it’s a nice little hidey hole don’t you think?”

Before Anko can react you pull her into a tight kiss, your surprising movement accidentally shaking Yachiru from your shoulder causing her to slide down your back and to the ground with a huffing pout. However, this does nothing to stop you as your tongue barges past Anko’s lips, wrapping around her own surprisingly long and agile muscle as she moans deeply into your mouth. The kiss lasts several moments until you break apart, both of you huffing and panting while Yachiru sits on your bed, her arms crossed and glaring at the back of Anko’s head with all of her miniature fury, “Thank you…thank you so much Anko-chan.”

Anko’s body quivers under your touch, her fingers gripping tightly to your coat as she mutters quietly, “If only the runt wasn’t here…”

“What was that Anko-chan?” You question, your head leaning in so as to listen a bit closer.

However your efforts are in vain as Anko shakes her head, tremendous effort allowing her to release you coat and tap you on the nose softly, “Another time Johnny-kun…another time.” With that Anko vanishes in a burst of leaves, her exit reminding you of her lineage and the skills she has that could help Luppi and Lily with their transition. However, this also brings you face to face with a very unhappy Yachiru, your hand gently scratching the back of your neck as you speak, “Eh heh, sorry about that Bubblegum-chan…I’m not very good at this split attention thing am I?”

For her part Yachiru only huffs, her cheeks puffing out cutely as she turns away from you. Letting a drop of sweat fall from your brow you take those few short steps to your bed and plop down beside the upset tiny terror, “I’m sorry Yachiru-chan, I did promise that I was all yours and here I am. No more distractions and no more of the other girls coming to interrupt.”

Yachiru huffs again but this is much less forceful, her deep pink eyes glancing at you as you give her a gentle smile, “I had Nanao-chan tell Kenpachi-Taicho that you were sleeping over so we can stay up all night playing games or whatever you want.”

Yachiru is quiet for a few moments before she softly asks, “D…Does Nii-chan promise to do whatever Yachiru wants?”

Nodding you gently pat the top of Yachiru’s head as you speak, “Of course Bubblegum-chan, I promise.”

Before you can even react Yachiru seems to explode with a puff of pink smoke, her body vanishing in a cloud of hazy rose as your eyes pop open in wild surprise. However, with your hand still in the cloud you quickly come to notice that whatever your hand is on it doesn’t feel like Yachiru’s head…instead it feels larger and far softer…

From the depths of the cloud a lower and far more womanly voice echoes, “Nii-chan…Yachiru wants you to love her…”