When He Was Young

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SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Iruka lifted his knee up, raising Naruto's bottom higher to spank his sitspots. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

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The little kyuubi-host sniffled wetly as his bottom was raised even higher above the level of his golden tresses, and he cried out again, a drawn-out sound that was almost a whine, as he rubbed at his eyes with both fists. When the steady descent rained down and peppered his sensitive sitspots in stinging heat, the little nin began to writhe and wiggle. It really hurt there, dattebayo!

“U-uwwaahh!” Naruto finally wailed, tears sliding profuse and thick down his fox-whiskered cheeks, his mouth opened into a long, continual flood of sobs as his uncovered butt was pounded to an even more searing level of smart, and though his legs buckled and kicked, his resolve was fast weakening.

“Ahhh~ I’ll be go—oood, I-Iruka-s-s- oww! Whaaa!!”

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SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Iruka paused for a moment to shake his hand. It was starting to hurt, and he wasn't sure he had gotten through to the boy yet. Opening a desk drawer, he removed a small paddle. WHACK!

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“Uuuwaaahhh!!” The little nin bawled and wailed at the top of his lungs, his bare legs, now bereft of his orange gi pants and underwear, flailed around causing the youth to resembled a trapped tortoise over his chuunin sensei’s lap. The wicked little paddle had left an equally wicked and thrice as tender little brand of crimson over his already flaming scarlet rump, “Iruka-senseeeiiii!! I-I-I’m s-ssowwryyy!!”

After all his kicking, writhing and protesting, little Naruto was exhausted beyond belief, and he merely lay down tamely over the auburn-haired shinobi’s thighs, wailing little promises to be a good boy, and that he wouldn’t put cherry bombs into Iruka’s desk ever again. Sniffling, the kyuubi-host trembled, his radiating bottom flesh rippled slightly under the force of the spanks being imparted there, and the little boy finally cried out despairingly, “I wanna go hoooome, d-dattebayooo!!”

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WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Iruka set the paddle down, then began to gently rub Naruto's back. "Alright Naruto, it's over."

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As his prone hands were released from their binds, the little nin immediately brought them to knead at his eyes, and moaned, his entire frame quivering over his chuunin tutor’s lap, “S-senseeeeiiii!!” The boy stamped down his legs in the vacant air, his naked buttocks throbbing with a physical pain worse than anything he had felt before in his entire life. It hurt a lot more than scuffing your knees, or grazing your hand on a lone nettle. He whined, sobbing and hiccupping with an unbridled energy, and he glanced over his shoulder, his nose running together with his teary blue eyes.

He grappled the chuunin’s waist, small hands straining to reach the small of Iruka’s back, and the fox-whiskered youth muffled into the shinobi’s jade jacket, “It huuurts, ‘tebayo! It hu-huuurts!!” After a prolonged wail, Naruto muffled once more, somewhat sulkily, “M-make it better, dattebayooo...” The words were uttered as though Iruka were a omnipotent being who could take away all the pain he issued with a snap of the fingers, and the kyuubi-container mewed and nuzzled desperately into the older shinobi’s stomach.

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Iruka held Naruto in his arms, rocking back and forth. "I know, I know." He said.

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The young blond wailed over Iruka’s shoulder, pausing only for a hefty intake of breath in order to continue more profusely moments later. After a fair while, the energetic bawling subsided into weeping, hiccupping sobs and sniffles, and Naruto nuzzled down into his sensei’s chest, snuggling down and into the enveloping arms like a cradle, “Y-you w-w-were mean, Iruka-sensei…” Naruto protested half-heartedly, curling into the cradle further, rubbing at his eyes and sniffling. He knew that his actions had been mean too, but… he would never have expected Iruka-sensei to react to them like THAT!

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"No Naruto, it was nothing less then what you deserved." Iruka said sternly before his features softened. "But the past is past, and now all is forgiven."

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Naruto grimaced and blushed as he was scolded once more, and began to whimper and sob again as he slid from the cradle of Iruka’s arms to land on his sore rump upon the chuunin’s thigh. At that, he bolted upright with a gritting of his teeth and a wince, and almost fell forward and off the sturdy thighs, but instead landed bottom-up. His torso dangled towards the floorboards and he growled like a tiger-cub, kneading his raw red butt and sniffling, “S-sorry, Iruka-senseeei, ‘tebayooo…”