A little flirty

"You are way to pretty to be putting those visuals in my head," I said. It took just a second for her to realize that I wasn't her husband. The look on her face quickly changed. Her hands flew to my shoulders.

"I'm so sorry," said Kushina, "I thought you were Minato. My husband." I looked over her face. She was perfect. Lightly tanned skin, with what i could only describe as a perfect jaw line. "Please forget what you just heard."

"I certainly will," I said. Although I wouldn't. "I brought something for your family." I held up the basket, and her embarrassment melted away.

"Oh, thank you so much," said Kushina. She looked at the items. "Wait, you are one of the people who helped rescue us. Aren't you?"

"I certainly didn't rescue you," I said.

"You put great faith in us when you didn't have to. You are amazing. Please, come in," said Kushina. She seemed really easy to speak to. Full of energy. As she turned I noticed that the girl was thin, with a couple movements of her hips I noticed she had a very desirable backside.

"This is...my table," said Kushina. She brought me to a clinic front office. A microwave and what looked to be a sink were close by. This is what a kitchen was for us now. Unless someone actually lived near the cafeteria on floor 10.

I placed the basket upon it. Kushina rummaged through it picking out a banana. She tore it open. I looked around her home, seeing that she was in the middle what looked to be a tough cleanup. Wall had collapsed in places. Every few seconds my eyes would drift to Kushina, who currently had her mouth and tongue wrapped around the banana. Her eyes were completely shut. She seemed to be enjoying every second of it. And when her head lifted from the banana only a small chunk was gone.

Her mouth wrapped around the banana, and I could only imagine it was my she was wrapping her mouth around.

"Mmmhmmm," she moaned.

"I haven't had a banana in at least a year," said Kushina. Again she put the banana in her mouth, and I tried my best to look elsewhere, but when I saw her tongue wrapping around it with her lips I couldn't help but imagine it was me again.

She opened her eyes, and saw me staring. The embarrassment obvious as she turned away.

"I'll finish the rest later," said Kushina.

"The place is coming along," I said. My eyes again fell to her backside as she leaned against the counter.

"It's so much work," said Kushina, "I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but. This place is a total mess, and I am just not built for this kind of work." Kushina turned, allowing me to again see that she was thin. I realized that it may have been because they were probably starving out there. The only fat she had was either packed in her ass, or her tits. Which I couldn't steal a good glance at, but which looked a good size for her. Probably because she was a mother.

"I know what you mean," I said, "my sister and I had to do it all by ourselves. It takes a lot of time. But this place has a lot of potential." Kushina seemed to understand just by that statement that my sister and I had no parents.

"It does, but Minato should be helping, or at least Naruto. I don't know why it's decided that I have to be locked up here. I mean, I was the one who kept us alive out there. I should be the runner." That was surprising. Kushina didn't seem like a liar, but saying that she had kept them afloat was interesting.

"Maybe you can take me under your wing," said Kushina with a smile, "take me on a run. I'm fast, and not phased by the dead."

"I don't think that would go so well," I said automatically. Kushina seemed a little upset by that answer. It seemed she was being serious.

"Why," asked Kushina?