They decide to mostly hold off, for now. Except for just a little fun at breakfast...

AN: We're gonna try to stick to a schedule here for the collab. Tuesdays for me, Admira, Fridays for sexyslave!

They dozed for another hour, feeling the warmth from the sun slowly move higher in the sky and further along their naked bodies. To the slight surprise of all involved, no one initiated anything other than an occasional kiss or lazy grope, until Naruto could resist the call of nature no longer.

"Gah!" He squirmed out from beneath the softness of his pillows, both fabric and not, and hurried to the bathroom. "I've gotta peeee!"

Anko chuckled as she gracefully rose into a midair stretch, skin glittering faintly as she shifted between her human and snake-like form and back unconsciously. "Good to see all the power hasn't gone to his head. Or at least not both of them."

Still lounging on the bed, Hinata sighed in bliss from both the sight and the memories of the previous night, the first of hopefully many with her Master. "Of course not, he's Naruto."

Their Master chose that moment to return to the bedroom, arms crossed and stance proud. All four of him dressed in eye-searing orange boxer shorts, faint trails of chakra smoke streaming from the three new clones like steam.

"Alright, Anko made an amazing dinner, so I'm gonna make an even better breakfast!" He held up a fist. "Believe it!"

"Cinnamon rolls!" Hinata cheered from the bed.

"Yeah!" Naruto nodded. "I got all the ingredients for them yesterday and—"

Hinata was suddenly squeezing her breasts into the lead Naruto's abs, eyes shining with glee as she gazed up at him. "Can you use your cum as the icing?" She was nearly drooling as she imagined his warm, gooey cum coating her cinnamon rolls. The texture would be different, but everything else would be soooo much better ~! "Pleeeease, Master?"

Confronted with the full **** of the Hyuuga Puppy Eyes Technique, Naruto gulped, recalling the sheer amount of icing his girlfriend/****/wife desired per roll. Behind him, the three clones exchanged solemn nods.

"We volunteer for duty boss!" All three saluted, fists to their hearts and bulges in their boxers.

"That's not gonna fix anything! I get all of your memories back!"

Some time later, a gaunt-faced Naruto was hunched over in the kitchen, while a very sticky, and very pleased, Hinata waited patiently. The newest harem member wore nothing but a smile and a tiny apron that read I <3 the cook!

"Thaaat's it, Master." Anko purred into her master's ear, skilled hands gently stroking the shaft as it began to jerk. "Let it all out, this is the last roll..."

"Guhhh..." Naruto wheezed as the— he didn't even wanna know the number— last load of icing coated the cinnamon roll seconds before it was snatched off the tray.

"Yummmmhhh~"

The noise of happiness Hinata made when she tasted his icing would cause him to smile and grow hard again at any other time, but he had actually started to hurt this last time. The beautiful sight of an almost naked girl licking her sticky fingers clean didn't even make him twitch.

That was something he needed to fix, or the Pervy Sage would never teach him again!

"Anko...I wish..." He paused, to gather his thoughts and his breath.

"Yes Master?" She leaned forward, breasts squishing around the back of his head. "What is your desire?"

"That I could...cum enough to satisfy every member of my harem with no side effects or negative consequences."

His genie laughed throatily, licking her own lips clean. She didn't particularly care for dango flavored cinnamon rolls— but that didn't mean she wasn't eager for more of Naruto's seed! "Granted!"

Naruto was half-afraid, half excited, that he would instantly grow hard again, but no such thing happened. A wave of vitality similar to medical chakra coursed through him, removing exhaustion and tender soreness from his groin. He gasped in relief and stood on steady legs. Better than new!

"Whew." He bounced on his toes a bit and turned to his genie, pulling her into a tight hug. "Anko, I love you." He said, nothing but truth to his voice. "So glad I was the one who found you." Imagine if someone else had found her!?

For a moment, Anko was left speechless, pale cheeks going pink as she returned the hug. "I- I love you too, Naruto. You were the best Master I could have hoped for."

To the side, Hinata smiled as her Master and his genie had their moment. Warmth filled her, both from the delicious food and the knowledge that her new family was much happier than her last one. Her hand idly rubbed the spot beneath her navel. In time, it might be an even bigger one too~

"C'mon Hinata, join the hug!" Naruto beckoned. "We love you too!"

Those thoughts could wait though.

After breakfast, and another cuddle session, Naruto stood in his full shinobi gear and gaped at what Hinata had just said. Anko floated next to him, surprised, but not to the same extent as understanding soon crossed her face.

"You're not going to be a ninja anymore!?"

Smiling softly, Hinata shook her head, still dressed in just her apron, short hair in artful disarray. Glowing with contentment. "Not quite. I'll still train. I'll still fight to defend the village and our family. I'm just retiring from active duty— I won't be requested for any missions and I won't go on any unless you want me to. I'm your wife and sex ****— not a Konoha Shinobi." And thanks to her wish, everyone knew and understood!

Except for one.

Naruto stepped up to Hinata with a worried frown and took her in his arms. "But why? You can be mine and be a kunoichi! You don't have to give up!"

For the first time Naruto could remember, Hinata shot an angry look at him. "I'm not giving up on anything! This is what I want!" Her voice rose to a near-shout. "I never wanted to be a shinobi! To fight and kill whoever I'm paid to. At most I would want to be a medic or a researcher, heal and learn about chakra and the world," her face twisted into a bitter sneer that would shock anyone who knew Hinata even a little. "But that would be unbecoming of an Heiress. Too weak and shameful to the clan to be anything but a warrior." She spat.

Naruto simply stared, the concept of not wanting to be a ninja, not wanting to be as strong as possible... It didn't make sense to him. Like calculus and tax codes. He opened his mouth... And said nothing.

Anko slipped in to mediate, putting an arm around each of her lover's shoulders.

"Master." She began, almost reproachful. "There is no shame in not wishing to fight when it's unnecessary. This is her decision to make." She cocked her head to the side. "Unless you wish to change her mind?"

He and Hinata stared at each other as the thought occured to them both, her slightly afraid but trusting, Naruto horrified by how tempting the possibility was.

"No." He said, pulling her tight. "You're right. I'm sorry Hinata, it is your decision."

She kissed him. "I forgive you. I understand how important being a strong shinobi is to you. The life just isn't for me."

Chuckling ruefully, Naruto shook his head. "I guess that dream I had of leading a harem into battle will have to wait."

"Ooh~ I like that idea!" Anko said. "Should we get a uniform? Team names?"

The three of them giggled for a moment as they imagined it. Naruto leading a small army of clones interspersed with a dozen kunoichi as they overwhelmed their enemies. A particularly snakelike mad scientist appearing in all of their minds independently.

Though he'd accepted it, there was one issue remaining. "What will you do when I'm on a long mission? Sit here alone for weeks or months?"

Hinata frowned in thought. "No... That would be very unpleasant." She was not going more than a week without her Master!

The solution took an unexpected form when Anko made a very familiar hand sign.

*Poof!*

"Ta-daa!" Two identical voices rang out. The Anko on the left spoke up first while the other posed. "You aren't the only one who can be in two places at once, Master!" Then the Anko on the right took her turn. "We just can't maintain more than a single shadow clone for any longer than a few minutes. Which is why it's usually considered a scouting technique, not an insta-army like it is for you." They spoke in unison once again. "We can leave a couple clones behind to keep Hinata company!"

He scratched the side of his head. "But won't they dispell after a single hit? And be really exhausting?" Even he rarely kept a clone around for more than a day— the mental backlash was debilitating, even dangerous to do too often.

The two genies stared. Hinata stared.

Naruto got it, blushing as he ducked his head. "Oh yeah... Magic." He cleared his throat and put the moment of embarrassment behind him. "Anko, I wish that you and I could make long-lasting shadow clones so we don't have to leave Hinata behind on missions."

"Granted!" Two hands snapped their fingers. The left Anko shimmered for a second, before becoming more solid and real. Sturdier.

Hinata poked at the clone with a glowing finger.

"Gah!" Anko yelped. "That stung!" She rubbed her side and glared at her assailant with a slowly growing leer. "Y'know, depending on Master's debriefing, the two of us might be together for awhile..." Her pout turned into a wicked grin as she stalked forwards. "You ought to be nicer to me so I don't punish you~"

"Eep!" Hinata spun on one heel and scurried away with a laugh.

"Get that bouncy butt back here!" Anko exclaimed as she gave pursuit. "Or I'll be even harsher with my tickling!"

Naruto sighed with his hand to his forehead, exchanging a quick look of amusement with his Anko. "I better make a... Perma-clone? Solid clone? Magic clone of my own before we leave to meet up with Kakashi and Sakura." He grinned. "Even if only to watch the punishment, heheh!"

A second later, another solid clone appeared in the room. He made a sharp salute, thumping his chest harder than a normal shadow clone could. "I'll be sure to watch carefully boss!"

"At ease, soldier!"

The clone nodded eagerly, not wasting a moment on taking off his clothes, leaving a trail of orange and black behind him.

Naruto turned to leave right as a shocked gasp echoed from the bedroom, followed by more giggles and the squeaking of the bed springs.

Anko chuckled on the way out the door, seamlessly shifting to her "casual" outfit of miniskirt and mesh bodysuit under a trenchcoat.

"I almost envy my clone..." She commented as the sounds still echoed halfway down the hall.

"Don't worry! I'm sure whatever Tsunade has for me will lead to something exciting." He reached down to grope his genie's ass. "And if not, we can make our own fun!"