The trio of clones aside from the bed were soon in the midst of a lecherous threesome. After testing her moistness with his fingers, the clone behind her pressed the tip of his manhood against her own womanly folds. The Sakumo clone in front of her still braced his hand on her shoulder, "Five minutes, eh?" He mused, shaking his head as she felt Sakumo's cock slip within her womanhood. The clone began a steady rhythm after he put his hands on her hips. As far as Mari could tell, Sakumo was decently endowed and no stranger to pacing himself to a woman's needs... The two clones beside that Marise continued to massage her body, one dropped to a knee and began to cup her breast, lifting his hand up and feeling it bounce with a smile. So many hands wandered over her body in a sensual massage, some of the clones alternating between touching Marise and themselves at the sight.<br/><br/>The trio surrounding the other clone were all quite enjoying themselves as the Marise 'handling' them sucked and stroked their cocks. It was truly a lecherous sight, as they invariably craned their necks back or sighed in pleasure, brushing back her hair and otherwise helping her along. Beneath her, the real Marise soon felt Sakumo's tongue upon her pussy, the older ninja plunging it between her folds and lapping up her juices. He seemed to be enjoying himself, deriving his own satisfaction from how he could gratify his lovers. He planted himself quite comfortably between her legs, his hands on her ass forcing her to lift her hips up slightly as he licked and tongued her wet pussy.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Let's go!" Shinano replied, nodding her head as she held her side in pain. The two chased after the Mibu swordswoman and her prey. He eluded most of her attacks, being simply too fast, but above all he kept on the surface of the river and seemed to only move faster while atop the water. She was getting enraged, her red eyes glowing as she lifted her sword high above her head. He threw his large stolen shuriken at her but she sliced the blade into two pieces mid-stride.<br/><br/>The chase went on for a few minutes until Tashi got get an angle to throw his kunai. The three Tanigakure ninja had to work to corner him until he ran out of water to run on. With his speed reduced, it was easy to trap him. His kunai passed by the Shirō's head alight... and exploded just in front of him.<br/><br/>The tall figure was thrown against the wall of a nearby building and crumpled to the ground face-first.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Right! You can count on me, Jun-taicho!" Suzume said with a serious face as she balled her hand up into a fist. When the wolf kunoichi and her partner left, Suzume was already biting her thumb and preforming a summoning to get the message out.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>Down the road, the large Tani ninja wasn't having much luck throwing his massive Shuriken at the enemy. At least it seemed like he wasn't losing any more, the two Shirō's he pursued being empty-handed. Xexen went on ahead, faster now that he could see his prey. He ended up faring better, pouncing on one of the Shirōs and gnawing on his head a bit to determine his true nature. Unfortunately, his body just turned into a puddle of water. No longer holding any form, it sank into the earth.<br/><br/>The other Shirō just landed on top of a building when he was suddenly bisected at the hips and forearms by a katana. His upper body first turned to water, and then his forearms. The rest of his body followed, just a wet spot on the tiling of the building's roof. It was none other than her old mentor, Maki... dressed in black pants and a sarashi over her breasts and abdomen. She lowered her weapon and sighed, then saw her old pupil and jumped over to Jun.<br/><br/>"What's going on? Who was that just now? ...And... where's the real one?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The young chuunin with the sword had to cross a few alleys and jump atop a few buildings before his lone prey turned around, throwing the massive shuriken. It was easily dodged as the young man ducked under it and countered with an upwards slash. Shirō's body disappeared in a mass of falling water.<br/><br/>"Damn." The young man muttered, taking a moment to look around before conceding that he had been tricked. After a few moments of contemplation, he decided to return to where he saw the real Shirō last, leaping up onto the rooftops and heading back to where the intruder's blood was spilled.<br/><br/>A few moments passed... the large shuriken that had missed the youth was still embedded in the side of the wall. After the place was silent, the Shuriken was engulfed in a plume of white smoke, the wounded Shirō in disguise. He was panting, his wound still flowing as he held his arm up against the wall. He looked at his hand, the blood slathered on it from clutching his injury. It wasn't the only one... apart from what Jun and Tashi had already done. He heard the sound of barking nearby, and his blue and green eyes widened.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">A few moments ago, Jun held the man in her claws with a fierce warning, "You hear that in the distance?  Now that the alarm has been set off, my clan has released the wolves, [...] we have your scent!"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Three of his four water clones had been destroyed, and though he didn't know it yet, the last one was just about done for as well... The old man could feel their last moments returning to him, giving him a decent lay of the land and where the most attention was on him. Shirō cursed to himself as he continued on at a steady jog. He didn't have enough time to heal himself, not here... and he was running low on chakra. "Henge no Jutsu!" He spat between his teeth as he brought his hands together.