Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Broken ❯ letting go ( Chapter 4 )
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By: blackarora 
life or death decision
edited.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.23.2004 | Updated On: 09.29.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.5K | Visits: 3.6K | Status: Completed
life or death decision
edited.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.23.2004 | Updated On: 09.29.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.5K | Visits: 3.6K | Status: Completed
Chapter 4 letting go
I don't own Naruto.
Warning: Gore and rape, slight Kakashi/ Iruka
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In a steamy surreal bathhouse, condensation dripped down the wooden wall as the silver haired Kakashi, wolf grin on his unmasked face slowly closed in on the lounging Iruka. The hot water rippling away from the nude, well muscled Jounin as he walked in the waist high hot spring, silently creeping toward the unsuspecting chuunin who was watching the stream rise. His long brown hair lose so that it fell to his shoulders as the steam from the hot spring worked it’s way up, clouding the brilliant night sky with thousands of stars shining down on the distracted man.
All at once Kakashi attacked, wrapping his pale arms around the gentle teacher and crushing his lips to the shocked Iruka’s. Dipping his hot tongue in to the open mouth in a deep kiss, as he lifted the nude chuunin from the hot water to set him on the pools edge. Breaking the passionate kiss to nibble on the scar that crossed the others nose, the silver haired man nudged the tanned legs apart to grind his swollen member against the engorged penis the spread legs had made available.
Iruka moaned and arced back, wrapping his legs around the waist of his lover as he ran his hands through his hair. Releasing the silken hair to wrap his arms around the paler man to pull him in to a fierce kiss that left them both panting.
“I need you Kakashi.”
The silver haired man just nodded and let a hand travel antagonizingly slow down Iruka’s heated flesh stopping to pinch his pert nipples before moving down to the awaiting entrance. Tracing the rim and listening to the throaty moan that rushed out of his partner.
Suddenly a resonating pounding made the men jump as the chilled condensation was propelled off the wall and on to their heated body’s.
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Tsunade groaned when a small noise at the entrance to her sleeping quarters had her awake in an instant. Not moving or opening her eyes, showing no outward sign that she was awake. Hoping the messenger would leave and let her get back to her wet dream.
“Hokage-sama.”
Ignoring the harsh whisper, willing the kneeling chuunin to pester her in the morning. She wanted to finish this dream. Kakashi nailing Iruka to what ever surface was available was one of her favorite dreams.
Her yaoi fetish had somewhat bothered Jiraiya when they were younger, but the perverted man never mined when she would get all hot and bothered and pester him for relief. In fact he had bought her a hard yaoi anthology with his address written on the front inside cover as soon as they had gotten back to Konoha, before she had even formally assumed the hokage title.
Frowning to herself about the unwanted responsibilities that the title had thrust upon her. There was always something that someone thought was urgent. But in reality could wait till morning. Twice this week she had been woken up at un-godly hours just to hear the issue and laugh at the shear stupidity of it. The fire countries lords wife had lost her new kitten and wanted to call a national emergency. A few days later Lee had gotten drunk and caused enough damage to close down the restaurant and get her called.
She was not going to wake up and have to deal with a stupid lord or a drunk tonight, letting the messenger stay kneeling on the floor as images of hot Kaka/Iruka sex started to play in her mind lulling her back in to the steamy bath house she had left her two favorite men in.
“Hokage- sama it’s Naruto.”
Somewhere in her mind she heard him but pushed the words aside. Naruto was to young to star in one of her dreams, in a few years maybe, but for now, no.
“Hokage-sama he and Iruka were attacked and now he is missing”
“WHAT!”
Up and on her feet and standing in front of the kneeling man, all thoughts of hot yaoi sex pushed out of her brain. She loomed over the kneeling man, hands on her hips scowling at the gray clad messenger, who was blushing and pointedly looking away. Looking down and realizing that one of her large breasts had fallen out of her robe she quickly readjusted.
“What happened to Iruka and Naruto?”
The man nodded and started to deliver the report.
“Hokage-sama when the ANBU where to change watch. The oncoming ones found the others dead and went in to the house to investigate.”
The messenger gulped and looked a little nervous.
“Well.”
“When they went inside they found Iruka hanging from his wrists. His shoulder cut open and stabbed in the chest. He’s at the hospital they say he’s not doing good. There was blood every where. Too much to be from just one person. Naruto was not there. There was evidence that, that.”
“OUT with it.”
“That he was raped.”
Tsunade’s eyes widened.
‘Who the hell was disgusting enough to do this to a kid.’
She had spent the last few days searching for the two men responsible for attacking Naruto. She could not believe that they came from Konaha. Yes, a lot of people did not like the rambunctious blond but the sheer viscousness of the attack was throwing her off. Most of the time it was a drunk who had lost a loved one to the fox and took it out on the boy and Naruto had gotten good at avoiding the drunks that caused him problems. It was defiantly a higher level of shinobi to have beaten Naruto like that and most of the higher level shinobi here, rather admired the boys fighting spirit. Though they do have some issues with the demon he holds. Until she found out who was capable of hurting Naruto like that she had confined him to Iruka’s and had an ANBU guard. She had put defenses in place to protect Naruto and they had all failed.
“I’m going over to Iruka’s. Go to the hospital and keep me updated on Iruka’s condition.”
“Yes ma’am.”
A poof of smoke and he was gone.
Quickly she changed in to her normal clothes and teleported herself on to the roof tops a block from Irukas. Cursing her bad aim she poofed again. This time landing in front of his house. One ANBU was leaning on the house with both hands. His mask pushed up on top of his head. Before she could say anything he vomited. Tsunade recognized the ANBU and knew he had seen some rather bad scenes before.
‘Shit it must be really bad for him to be sick over it. Doesn’t make me feel any better about the situation though.’
Grabbing the door she let herself in. Leaving the man to throw up on his own.
As soon as she did she felt like joining him. The coppery smell of blood mixed with male sex. The blood was dripped every where. Some in the entry way, on the sandals that one would take off before stepping up in to the main part of the house. The crimson substance was dribbled all over the living room.
Keeping her sandals on she stepped up and walked through the living/dining room. Tsunade recognized the blood patterns on the wall to be from a sword strike. The pool of blood beneath the wires, told her that this is where Iruka was hanging from. The over turned table and the back of the chair said there was a struggle. A few feet in front of the wires was the bottom part of one of the chairs. Covered in blood and pieces of fabric twisted and blood covered, were tied to the legs. There was blood drops on the floor and blood smudges in the same shape as the chair.
“He was tied to the chair.”
She said to nobody. Then Tsunade spotted the white substance that could only be one thing.
“They tried him to a chair and raped him.”
She was making a fist so tight that her fingernails dug in to her skin. This was horrible, beyond horrible and when she found out who did this to Naruto they would pay. Her eyes watered as Tsunade looked at the chair and blood, no one deserved this. Turning as the ANBU that had been throwing up out side, approached her from behind The man had put his mask on and stopped walking in the middle of the room.
“There’s more than one spot. Have you seen the kitchen?”
“No. Not yet.”
“It’s the worst part.”
Tsunade went to the small kitchen the door to was only a few feet from the chair. She could not hold back the gasp that escaped her lips. Bloody hand prints. Small and defiantly Narutos adorned the floor and cupboards. Blood dripped from a few of the top ones. Making a plopping sound as the scene burned itself in to her mind. She would have nightmares for days to come from the gore. Bloody arcs from slashes. A piece of flesh on the floor in front of the refrigerator. Some of the hand prints had trails behind them from when they had dragged him away from whatever it was he was holding on to. There was more semen spots mixed in with the blood.
Turning to face the Anbu, Tsunade had a ferocious look on her face and fire in her eyes that countered the tears running down her face.
“Where is Naruto? Where did those fucking freaks go.”
“They left thru the window. After that I have no idea.”
Going to the window she looked out as the sun peaked out from the curve of the earth. Lighting the sky in a colorful display of beauty. The gory scene behind her stopping the sun from warming her as it usually did. When she had asked Naruto why he did not use any of his more powerful attacks on the men when they attacked, he had replied. That if he did, it would only give the villagers more reason to hate him.
She had shook her head and had agreed but also told him he had to defend himself as well. “You mean I can use rasingan on them.” the blond boy had shouted. She had smiled at him and laughed because even though he loved to show off the move, she knew he would only use it if he had to.
The glare of sunlight off something caught her attention as it shone off the floor. Walking over, she moved the over turned table with a flick of her wrist sending it crashing to the other side of the room. The necklace she had given Naruto laid on the floor with the checker pieces. The crystal reflecting the morning suns rays. Picking it up she looked over the trashed room. He deserved so much more than to be treated like this. His pride was so stubborn that she had to force him to tell her when some one attacked him. How was he going to handle this kind of thing. A few more tears slid down her cheek when she saw the white and red stain on the floor.
“Find him and find the fucking bastards that did this to him.”
For three days every able-bodied person was sent out to look. The only thing that was found was that a cabin in the woods had hunters using it with out permission from the owner. The few that grumbled about looking for a monster were quickly shut up by Tsunade or a very hostile Kakashi. Who on the third day punched Gai hard enough to put him through a wall. Just for saying they should stop and continue along doing missions. How looking for one boy was not profitable for the village. Tsunade had to see the logic of it and against her will, assigned over half of the shinobi to do other work starting tomorrow. Kakashi and the other teams in Narutos class would continue to look for Naruto.
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In a cabin in the woods out side the grand village of Konoha the tattered form of a young blond lay unmoving, naked on the cold wooden floor. The dried blood that he had bled out staining the wood a deep rusty red as the crimson substance continued to flow out of the many wounds. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest was interrupted with a gargle as blood streamed out of the corner of his mouth. The quick intake of breath before he coughed, whole body hurting from the sudden, jarring movement.
A dulled blue eye opened half way to stare blankly at the tangled arms that lay in front of him. They had wanted to make sure he would never be a shinobi. An abomination like him should not have assumed he would have been permitted to call himself one. To insure that he would never be one they had destroyed his arms, taking away his dream of being the hokage. Mocking him for having a dream like that in the first place.
They were gone for now but they would return. They never left him for long. He didn't know were he was. He didn't care as long as he was alone. A fly landed on Narutos face and crawled across his cheek stopping to drink the blood that oozed out of the many cuts that covered the blond.
The majority of the serious wounds had been healed by Bandana man so he would not die a leave them with out their toy. That's all he was and all he was ever going to be. A plaything to the sadists. The taller, thinner bandana man loved it when he bit and scratched, fighting for something that was never going to happen, their mercy. Then the man would take him, force himself in to the swollen, abused entrance so he could listen to the pained screams Naruto would make. The whole time instucting the blond to say he loved it. Making him say that he wanted it, that he deserved it, making him scream that he wanted more.
Shutting out the bad thoughts. Naruto shivered. The small motion sent pain everywhere. Up his spine, in his chest, his hand that cold voice had slowly crushed every bone in when it was his turn to ‘play’ with him.
Willing the pain to fade in to numbness. Naruto wondered why he even tried easing it anymore. The men did not heal him after the last round of ‘games’ they had played with him and the slashes across his gut were still bleeding out. There was no way for him to heal it on his own and Kyuubi was locked tightly away.
He was going to die, oddly the thought did not bother him. The end of this pain was near and he was welcoming it. For the first time in his short existence he was giving up, surrendering to the black void that was calling to him. Closing his dull blue eye he could not help the lone tear that trailed down his face.
Naruto had refused to give up but now there was no way he could recover from this. No way he could jump up and get a sneak punch in to win the match, there was nothing left for him. One arm had all the bones in it broken the other had been held in to the fire, his left leg was broken and his right had nearly all the muscles ripped off and his tendons cut. There was no way he would be able to stand anymore or even hold a kunai, his life as a shinobi was over.
Forcing himself not to cry at the tremendous loss, he willed the black void to clam him quicker. He could not stand the thought of never again feeling the exhilaration of winning a hard won fight, feeling every muscle sing the next day after training. He would never get to beat Sasuke’s ass in front of Sakura and gloat about it, or show the people of Konoha how much he cared about them. There was nothing left and he did not want to face the men again. If he died there was nothing more they could do to hurt him.
Giveing in and letting the tears flow down his whiskered face, Naruto could feel the inky black void of oblivion creeping closer.
Suddenly he found himself at the demons cage The wall that separated Kyuubi from him was thick and impenetrable. Little wisps of red chakra seeped out from around the seal that held the doors closed Which was the only part of the original cage showing. As Naruto gazed up at the immense wall memories of the past three days came rushing back to him.
The small knife dipped in and cut his chest, the cold voiced man dragging the blade slowly, digging it deeper it the tan flesh each passing centimeter. Pulling it out when it had reached the bottom of his rib cage to start another line, this one arcing and curving between his nipples. After several more lines were drawn in to his flesh the stocky, pale blond forced him to his feet and pushed him to Bandana man who put him in a full nelson head hold. Cold voice returned and doused a washcloth with bleach, letting the smelly fluid drip to the floor right before pressing it to the fresh cuts making him scream in agony as the corrosive fluid burned his torn flesh
When it was over the pale blond grabbed on to his head and forced him to look at the angry wounds in his flesh
“Now every one will know just what you are.”
He had carved monster in the center of his tan chest and as Naruto’s tears fell as he gazed at the carving, cold voice asked him again.
“Kill him or do I keep cutting?”
His jaw hurt, having taken several more hits to it and having to perform another blow job, but he still forced the word out.
“No.”
Naruto winced from the pain the barely whispered word had made race down his abused throat. A pale hand latched on to his chin and the kitchen over head light glared off the knife as it was dragged across his left eye twice, forming an x over it.
“Last chance. Kill him or I cut it.”
Blood dripped down off his chin and Bandana man shifted his hold to get a better grip on him.
“No.”
The blade dove in followed by popping, pressure and the most disturbing sound of flesh tearing as the room faded from view as he passed out from the pain.
The sound of the garbage disposal woke him along with the searing pain from half his face. Bandana man had stopped the bleeding and seared the empty socket so he would not die from the wound. Once again he was forced to his feet and his hand was held out so that it was palm down on the counter top.
“Since cutting you did not work, how about breaking you?”
After each finger had a kunai hilt slammed on to it, he was asked until they had worked ther way to his wrist. As the man crushed his arm bone, he said yes. Stumbling as a hand on the back of his throat guided him, Naruto was propped up in front of the teacher the blond had come to call father. His uncrushed hand had a kunai placed in to it and slowly he raised it to level with the hanging mans heart.
“Thats right Naruto, this will end it. One slash from the blade will stop your pain. Do it.”
In his pain clouded mind Naruto thought this would stop it.
‘The pain, the humiliation that is what they said right. That this would stop it. Just kill him. Then they would leave.’
Slowly Naruto pulled the raised kunai back and thrust forward. The blood splashed out on to the blond’s hand. Iruka gasped then slumped, closing his tear filled eyes.
The hand supporting him was removed and he let go of the kunai leaving it in Iruka’s chest as he fell to the floor. Gasping in pain Naruto lay huddled at the feet of the man he just stabbed. Something warm dripped on his uncut cheek. Looking up he saw Iruka slumped forward, leaning over him almost, blood dripping off his chin and landing on Narutos face.
‘He looks like the way he did the day I found out about Kyuubi, when he was protecting me.’
Naruto’s eyes grew wide as the sight cleared the pain fulled, red haze that had clouded it.
‘Oh my god I killed Iruka.’
Looking at the blood on his hand he could hear the men behind him laughing. One of them picked him up and brought him here, where ever that was. Where they continued to torture him, they had fed him soldier pills before each new thing so he would be awake for it. Bandana man was some kind of medic and fixed him up after they had finished so that he would not die. Stopping the bleeding but not the pain.
“I killed him.”
Naruto was had curled up on the floor in front of the blocked off cage, shaking as sobs wracked his mental from.
“BOY”
The thunderous roar snapped him out of the painful memories.
“What do you want.”
Tears were still dripping off his nose as the blond teen looked up at the walled off demon. Naruto could practically see the hideous grin the fox always had and the blood red eyes that loomed out in the darkness of the cage.
“Out.”
“The ceilings gone you can leave if you want.”
The ceiling was transparent and light streamed in. The seal cast a shadow on the floor and Naruto who was curled in the center of the spiral shadow.
“Stupid boy. When you die I’ll be bound to your bones. It’s not the location of the seal it’s the fact it’s there. The transparent ceiling means your flesh is dying.”
“I know, I’m going to die, I want to die.”
“NO, let me kill the ones who did this.”
Kyuubi growled the last part of the sentence, shaking the entire room.
“Why? I want to die. I killed the only person that ever acknowledged me. I’ll never be a shinobi now, let alone the hokage.”
Kyuubi was growing impatient. He gave Naruto about ten minutes before the last solder pill forced down his throat would wear off. Then he would die with Naruto as the blood in his hoists body ran out of the wounds on his stomach. The great fox could not over power the seal or the wall preventing his chakra from healing the boy.
“Remove the seal and the pain will fade.”
“He’ll still be dead and I’m not falling for that same line twice. It did not work with the men, why would I trust you, fox. ”
The bellow from the enraged fox stung Narutos ears and as the echos died out he noticed the darkness that had started to creep in to the edges of the room. His death was near and although the blond welcomed it. He did not want to be alone, even if the only company he had was the bastard fox. Slowly the blond teen walked out of the seals shadow and to the wall that prevented him from seeing his tenant.
Leaning his forehead against the rough barrier Naruto brought his hand up and gently stroked the barrier wall as fear of what he was doing briefly flashed in to his head. He was letting himself die, the fear of the unknown and the pain of loneliness crushed him, knowing that he would not be found and would indeed die alone in this miserable cabin. Tears trickled down his chin and he let out a small sob.
“Naruto, I will make them pay for what they did to you.”
Surprised, Naruto jumped away from the wall that Kyuubi had sounded like he was right in front of him on the other side. The quiet sincerity in the foxes voice was odd and mildly comforting but he would not let this new tactic sway him.
“Revenge? Why would you want revenge for something done to me?”
“Revenge, or justice fits as well. Creatues that rape their young do not deserve to live.”
Kyuubi hated being nice. Hated having to convince anybody of anything. He was Kyuubi. One should take his word and consider himself lucky to be alive. But he hated his death more and oddly the sound of the whelps sobs bothered him. Not that it had even come in to consideration but the fact that he did was note worthy.
“On the men who, who.”
Naruto could not say it. ‘On the men who raped me, hurt me in the most excruciatingly painful ways, tricked me into killing the man I thought my father. It made sense. To much sense. Like killing Iruka had.
Unsure but not giving in, Naruto looked to the side and noticed that the walls of the room had faded in to nothing and that the void was drawing closer. He did not care for revenging what was done to him but he wanted to rip their spleens out for making him kill Iruka.
“Yes. On the men who had hurt you and the other human.”
Tears jumped to Narutos eyes as the memories of everything Iruka had done for him surfaced. Just being there for him and supporting him knowing what he had inside him. All the free raman because he was worried about him and wanted to make sure he was alright. Naruto did not care about him self but Iruka was different.
“Only on the men who hurt Iruka?”
“Fine.”
The demons annoyed growl resonated though out the cavern and Naruto clenched his fist and looked back up at the spot on the wall the demons voice seemed to be coming from.
“Ok, tell me how.”
“Simple, remove the seal on the doors.”
Naruto walked to the center of the wall and started to climb. Glad that the him in his head was not wounded. As he climbed Naruto felt weaker, looking over, the inky black void had claimed more territory and was closing in. Each step up left him gasping for air and an ache in his chest as the blackness crept near. Finally Naruto reached the seal that held the doors shut together. Grabbing it he yanked, but it did not budge. Getting a better grip he tried again. Still it didn’t move. Feeling weak and tired, the black void almost to him, Naruto held on to the seal and let his grip on the wall slip. Using all of his body weight to pull on the seal.
Finally it tore away from the wall right before the darkness could claim him. Like a old sticker that was stuck on some thing for to long. As soon as it pealed away red energy poured out, lighting the chamber in a ruby hue. The seal had only removed half way leaving Naruto hanging. Until he lost his grip and fell to the floor. Screaming as he landed.
Naruto’s legs hurt. He watched as the bones twisted and snapped. Like his real legs. The cuts and slashes showing up, the crushed useless hand fell limply to his lap. As all the wounds on his physical body transferred to his mental one. Leaving the blond teen curled on the floor unmoving as the pain threatened to drowned him. Looking up to the ceiling of the cavern Naruto notice the seal was not in place. Twisting and gasping at the pain it caused, he looked at his nude stomach finding the seal glowing faintly and only half there.
Moving his burned hand to rest on his slashed stomach he felt the demons chakra swirl around him as he laid defenseless on the floor. As it surged to cover him, he felt the icy prickles of heat that rushed in to his wounds healing them. The wave of turbulent chakra crashed over the blond and filled the room in what felt like waist high red fur. Unable to stand Naruto could only lay there as the warmth from the fox healed his wounds and blocked the pain.
Grabbing fistfuls of imaginary red fur once the prickles of healing chakra turned in to a slightly more potent burn as the demon started to heal the deep wounds on his gut. Still it was nothing compared to what it was.
“At least you didn’t lie about the pain fading.”
He knew the fox was not listening but still it was unexpected to have the demon keep his word when fellow shinobi didn’t.
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Kyuubi was waiting for the slightest opening, when it came he burst out. Switching Narutos nearly dead form with his own. Destroying the bloodied cabin that Naruto had been taken to. The demon fox grew until he was about half his original size. Leaving half his chakra inside to heal Naruto. Feeling the teens eased pain and the wounds that were slowly closing.
‘The boy can hide inside me and heal. He only has two days till that damn seal will force me back in. Stupid fail safe.’
Slowly Kyuubi stretched like a cat arcing his back, then rolled in the dirt. Enjoying the feel of earth under him. He took in all the smells of the woods around him. The trees and birds, the smell of rot and dirt. The sent of blood reached his sensitive nose. Naruto’s blood. The sent of blood and mating wafted out from the destroyed cabin.
Kyuubi knew what had happened to Naruto. He had to sit through it and listen to the screams. Until Narutos throat gave out and he could only make pained whimpers. They had taken there time making certain to destroy Narutos mind as well as his body. It would take longer to heal Naruto then two days. Evan if he could get all his chakra to Naruto. His bones needed set.
The only chakra getting through was through the seal on the door. It would be enough to keep the boy alive and heal him some but no where near what Naruto would require to be fully functional. Kyuubi knew that he didn’t have much time before he would need to find a safe place for him to turn back in to Naruto.
It angered him. To finally get out and to have baggage such as this. He would take it out on the next living thing he found.
He did say he would kill the men who did this and it was the one promise he intended to keep.
Inhaling deeply, the demon caught the sent of the two men. Remembering the sent he turned and followed it. Leaping in to a dead run that cut a swath through the forest. Trees and foliage turned over in his wake.
Taller than the trees Kyuubi could see where the sent lead.
“Konoha.”
I don't own Naruto.
Warning: Gore and rape, slight Kakashi/ Iruka
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In a steamy surreal bathhouse, condensation dripped down the wooden wall as the silver haired Kakashi, wolf grin on his unmasked face slowly closed in on the lounging Iruka. The hot water rippling away from the nude, well muscled Jounin as he walked in the waist high hot spring, silently creeping toward the unsuspecting chuunin who was watching the stream rise. His long brown hair lose so that it fell to his shoulders as the steam from the hot spring worked it’s way up, clouding the brilliant night sky with thousands of stars shining down on the distracted man.
All at once Kakashi attacked, wrapping his pale arms around the gentle teacher and crushing his lips to the shocked Iruka’s. Dipping his hot tongue in to the open mouth in a deep kiss, as he lifted the nude chuunin from the hot water to set him on the pools edge. Breaking the passionate kiss to nibble on the scar that crossed the others nose, the silver haired man nudged the tanned legs apart to grind his swollen member against the engorged penis the spread legs had made available.
Iruka moaned and arced back, wrapping his legs around the waist of his lover as he ran his hands through his hair. Releasing the silken hair to wrap his arms around the paler man to pull him in to a fierce kiss that left them both panting.
“I need you Kakashi.”
The silver haired man just nodded and let a hand travel antagonizingly slow down Iruka’s heated flesh stopping to pinch his pert nipples before moving down to the awaiting entrance. Tracing the rim and listening to the throaty moan that rushed out of his partner.
Suddenly a resonating pounding made the men jump as the chilled condensation was propelled off the wall and on to their heated body’s.
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Tsunade groaned when a small noise at the entrance to her sleeping quarters had her awake in an instant. Not moving or opening her eyes, showing no outward sign that she was awake. Hoping the messenger would leave and let her get back to her wet dream.
“Hokage-sama.”
Ignoring the harsh whisper, willing the kneeling chuunin to pester her in the morning. She wanted to finish this dream. Kakashi nailing Iruka to what ever surface was available was one of her favorite dreams.
Her yaoi fetish had somewhat bothered Jiraiya when they were younger, but the perverted man never mined when she would get all hot and bothered and pester him for relief. In fact he had bought her a hard yaoi anthology with his address written on the front inside cover as soon as they had gotten back to Konoha, before she had even formally assumed the hokage title.
Frowning to herself about the unwanted responsibilities that the title had thrust upon her. There was always something that someone thought was urgent. But in reality could wait till morning. Twice this week she had been woken up at un-godly hours just to hear the issue and laugh at the shear stupidity of it. The fire countries lords wife had lost her new kitten and wanted to call a national emergency. A few days later Lee had gotten drunk and caused enough damage to close down the restaurant and get her called.
She was not going to wake up and have to deal with a stupid lord or a drunk tonight, letting the messenger stay kneeling on the floor as images of hot Kaka/Iruka sex started to play in her mind lulling her back in to the steamy bath house she had left her two favorite men in.
“Hokage- sama it’s Naruto.”
Somewhere in her mind she heard him but pushed the words aside. Naruto was to young to star in one of her dreams, in a few years maybe, but for now, no.
“Hokage-sama he and Iruka were attacked and now he is missing”
“WHAT!”
Up and on her feet and standing in front of the kneeling man, all thoughts of hot yaoi sex pushed out of her brain. She loomed over the kneeling man, hands on her hips scowling at the gray clad messenger, who was blushing and pointedly looking away. Looking down and realizing that one of her large breasts had fallen out of her robe she quickly readjusted.
“What happened to Iruka and Naruto?”
The man nodded and started to deliver the report.
“Hokage-sama when the ANBU where to change watch. The oncoming ones found the others dead and went in to the house to investigate.”
The messenger gulped and looked a little nervous.
“Well.”
“When they went inside they found Iruka hanging from his wrists. His shoulder cut open and stabbed in the chest. He’s at the hospital they say he’s not doing good. There was blood every where. Too much to be from just one person. Naruto was not there. There was evidence that, that.”
“OUT with it.”
“That he was raped.”
Tsunade’s eyes widened.
‘Who the hell was disgusting enough to do this to a kid.’
She had spent the last few days searching for the two men responsible for attacking Naruto. She could not believe that they came from Konaha. Yes, a lot of people did not like the rambunctious blond but the sheer viscousness of the attack was throwing her off. Most of the time it was a drunk who had lost a loved one to the fox and took it out on the boy and Naruto had gotten good at avoiding the drunks that caused him problems. It was defiantly a higher level of shinobi to have beaten Naruto like that and most of the higher level shinobi here, rather admired the boys fighting spirit. Though they do have some issues with the demon he holds. Until she found out who was capable of hurting Naruto like that she had confined him to Iruka’s and had an ANBU guard. She had put defenses in place to protect Naruto and they had all failed.
“I’m going over to Iruka’s. Go to the hospital and keep me updated on Iruka’s condition.”
“Yes ma’am.”
A poof of smoke and he was gone.
Quickly she changed in to her normal clothes and teleported herself on to the roof tops a block from Irukas. Cursing her bad aim she poofed again. This time landing in front of his house. One ANBU was leaning on the house with both hands. His mask pushed up on top of his head. Before she could say anything he vomited. Tsunade recognized the ANBU and knew he had seen some rather bad scenes before.
‘Shit it must be really bad for him to be sick over it. Doesn’t make me feel any better about the situation though.’
Grabbing the door she let herself in. Leaving the man to throw up on his own.
As soon as she did she felt like joining him. The coppery smell of blood mixed with male sex. The blood was dripped every where. Some in the entry way, on the sandals that one would take off before stepping up in to the main part of the house. The crimson substance was dribbled all over the living room.
Keeping her sandals on she stepped up and walked through the living/dining room. Tsunade recognized the blood patterns on the wall to be from a sword strike. The pool of blood beneath the wires, told her that this is where Iruka was hanging from. The over turned table and the back of the chair said there was a struggle. A few feet in front of the wires was the bottom part of one of the chairs. Covered in blood and pieces of fabric twisted and blood covered, were tied to the legs. There was blood drops on the floor and blood smudges in the same shape as the chair.
“He was tied to the chair.”
She said to nobody. Then Tsunade spotted the white substance that could only be one thing.
“They tried him to a chair and raped him.”
She was making a fist so tight that her fingernails dug in to her skin. This was horrible, beyond horrible and when she found out who did this to Naruto they would pay. Her eyes watered as Tsunade looked at the chair and blood, no one deserved this. Turning as the ANBU that had been throwing up out side, approached her from behind The man had put his mask on and stopped walking in the middle of the room.
“There’s more than one spot. Have you seen the kitchen?”
“No. Not yet.”
“It’s the worst part.”
Tsunade went to the small kitchen the door to was only a few feet from the chair. She could not hold back the gasp that escaped her lips. Bloody hand prints. Small and defiantly Narutos adorned the floor and cupboards. Blood dripped from a few of the top ones. Making a plopping sound as the scene burned itself in to her mind. She would have nightmares for days to come from the gore. Bloody arcs from slashes. A piece of flesh on the floor in front of the refrigerator. Some of the hand prints had trails behind them from when they had dragged him away from whatever it was he was holding on to. There was more semen spots mixed in with the blood.
Turning to face the Anbu, Tsunade had a ferocious look on her face and fire in her eyes that countered the tears running down her face.
“Where is Naruto? Where did those fucking freaks go.”
“They left thru the window. After that I have no idea.”
Going to the window she looked out as the sun peaked out from the curve of the earth. Lighting the sky in a colorful display of beauty. The gory scene behind her stopping the sun from warming her as it usually did. When she had asked Naruto why he did not use any of his more powerful attacks on the men when they attacked, he had replied. That if he did, it would only give the villagers more reason to hate him.
She had shook her head and had agreed but also told him he had to defend himself as well. “You mean I can use rasingan on them.” the blond boy had shouted. She had smiled at him and laughed because even though he loved to show off the move, she knew he would only use it if he had to.
The glare of sunlight off something caught her attention as it shone off the floor. Walking over, she moved the over turned table with a flick of her wrist sending it crashing to the other side of the room. The necklace she had given Naruto laid on the floor with the checker pieces. The crystal reflecting the morning suns rays. Picking it up she looked over the trashed room. He deserved so much more than to be treated like this. His pride was so stubborn that she had to force him to tell her when some one attacked him. How was he going to handle this kind of thing. A few more tears slid down her cheek when she saw the white and red stain on the floor.
“Find him and find the fucking bastards that did this to him.”
For three days every able-bodied person was sent out to look. The only thing that was found was that a cabin in the woods had hunters using it with out permission from the owner. The few that grumbled about looking for a monster were quickly shut up by Tsunade or a very hostile Kakashi. Who on the third day punched Gai hard enough to put him through a wall. Just for saying they should stop and continue along doing missions. How looking for one boy was not profitable for the village. Tsunade had to see the logic of it and against her will, assigned over half of the shinobi to do other work starting tomorrow. Kakashi and the other teams in Narutos class would continue to look for Naruto.
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In a cabin in the woods out side the grand village of Konoha the tattered form of a young blond lay unmoving, naked on the cold wooden floor. The dried blood that he had bled out staining the wood a deep rusty red as the crimson substance continued to flow out of the many wounds. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest was interrupted with a gargle as blood streamed out of the corner of his mouth. The quick intake of breath before he coughed, whole body hurting from the sudden, jarring movement.
A dulled blue eye opened half way to stare blankly at the tangled arms that lay in front of him. They had wanted to make sure he would never be a shinobi. An abomination like him should not have assumed he would have been permitted to call himself one. To insure that he would never be one they had destroyed his arms, taking away his dream of being the hokage. Mocking him for having a dream like that in the first place.
They were gone for now but they would return. They never left him for long. He didn't know were he was. He didn't care as long as he was alone. A fly landed on Narutos face and crawled across his cheek stopping to drink the blood that oozed out of the many cuts that covered the blond.
The majority of the serious wounds had been healed by Bandana man so he would not die a leave them with out their toy. That's all he was and all he was ever going to be. A plaything to the sadists. The taller, thinner bandana man loved it when he bit and scratched, fighting for something that was never going to happen, their mercy. Then the man would take him, force himself in to the swollen, abused entrance so he could listen to the pained screams Naruto would make. The whole time instucting the blond to say he loved it. Making him say that he wanted it, that he deserved it, making him scream that he wanted more.
Shutting out the bad thoughts. Naruto shivered. The small motion sent pain everywhere. Up his spine, in his chest, his hand that cold voice had slowly crushed every bone in when it was his turn to ‘play’ with him.
Willing the pain to fade in to numbness. Naruto wondered why he even tried easing it anymore. The men did not heal him after the last round of ‘games’ they had played with him and the slashes across his gut were still bleeding out. There was no way for him to heal it on his own and Kyuubi was locked tightly away.
He was going to die, oddly the thought did not bother him. The end of this pain was near and he was welcoming it. For the first time in his short existence he was giving up, surrendering to the black void that was calling to him. Closing his dull blue eye he could not help the lone tear that trailed down his face.
Naruto had refused to give up but now there was no way he could recover from this. No way he could jump up and get a sneak punch in to win the match, there was nothing left for him. One arm had all the bones in it broken the other had been held in to the fire, his left leg was broken and his right had nearly all the muscles ripped off and his tendons cut. There was no way he would be able to stand anymore or even hold a kunai, his life as a shinobi was over.
Forcing himself not to cry at the tremendous loss, he willed the black void to clam him quicker. He could not stand the thought of never again feeling the exhilaration of winning a hard won fight, feeling every muscle sing the next day after training. He would never get to beat Sasuke’s ass in front of Sakura and gloat about it, or show the people of Konoha how much he cared about them. There was nothing left and he did not want to face the men again. If he died there was nothing more they could do to hurt him.
Giveing in and letting the tears flow down his whiskered face, Naruto could feel the inky black void of oblivion creeping closer.
Suddenly he found himself at the demons cage The wall that separated Kyuubi from him was thick and impenetrable. Little wisps of red chakra seeped out from around the seal that held the doors closed Which was the only part of the original cage showing. As Naruto gazed up at the immense wall memories of the past three days came rushing back to him.
The small knife dipped in and cut his chest, the cold voiced man dragging the blade slowly, digging it deeper it the tan flesh each passing centimeter. Pulling it out when it had reached the bottom of his rib cage to start another line, this one arcing and curving between his nipples. After several more lines were drawn in to his flesh the stocky, pale blond forced him to his feet and pushed him to Bandana man who put him in a full nelson head hold. Cold voice returned and doused a washcloth with bleach, letting the smelly fluid drip to the floor right before pressing it to the fresh cuts making him scream in agony as the corrosive fluid burned his torn flesh
When it was over the pale blond grabbed on to his head and forced him to look at the angry wounds in his flesh
“Now every one will know just what you are.”
He had carved monster in the center of his tan chest and as Naruto’s tears fell as he gazed at the carving, cold voice asked him again.
“Kill him or do I keep cutting?”
His jaw hurt, having taken several more hits to it and having to perform another blow job, but he still forced the word out.
“No.”
Naruto winced from the pain the barely whispered word had made race down his abused throat. A pale hand latched on to his chin and the kitchen over head light glared off the knife as it was dragged across his left eye twice, forming an x over it.
“Last chance. Kill him or I cut it.”
Blood dripped down off his chin and Bandana man shifted his hold to get a better grip on him.
“No.”
The blade dove in followed by popping, pressure and the most disturbing sound of flesh tearing as the room faded from view as he passed out from the pain.
The sound of the garbage disposal woke him along with the searing pain from half his face. Bandana man had stopped the bleeding and seared the empty socket so he would not die from the wound. Once again he was forced to his feet and his hand was held out so that it was palm down on the counter top.
“Since cutting you did not work, how about breaking you?”
After each finger had a kunai hilt slammed on to it, he was asked until they had worked ther way to his wrist. As the man crushed his arm bone, he said yes. Stumbling as a hand on the back of his throat guided him, Naruto was propped up in front of the teacher the blond had come to call father. His uncrushed hand had a kunai placed in to it and slowly he raised it to level with the hanging mans heart.
“Thats right Naruto, this will end it. One slash from the blade will stop your pain. Do it.”
In his pain clouded mind Naruto thought this would stop it.
‘The pain, the humiliation that is what they said right. That this would stop it. Just kill him. Then they would leave.’
Slowly Naruto pulled the raised kunai back and thrust forward. The blood splashed out on to the blond’s hand. Iruka gasped then slumped, closing his tear filled eyes.
The hand supporting him was removed and he let go of the kunai leaving it in Iruka’s chest as he fell to the floor. Gasping in pain Naruto lay huddled at the feet of the man he just stabbed. Something warm dripped on his uncut cheek. Looking up he saw Iruka slumped forward, leaning over him almost, blood dripping off his chin and landing on Narutos face.
‘He looks like the way he did the day I found out about Kyuubi, when he was protecting me.’
Naruto’s eyes grew wide as the sight cleared the pain fulled, red haze that had clouded it.
‘Oh my god I killed Iruka.’
Looking at the blood on his hand he could hear the men behind him laughing. One of them picked him up and brought him here, where ever that was. Where they continued to torture him, they had fed him soldier pills before each new thing so he would be awake for it. Bandana man was some kind of medic and fixed him up after they had finished so that he would not die. Stopping the bleeding but not the pain.
“I killed him.”
Naruto was had curled up on the floor in front of the blocked off cage, shaking as sobs wracked his mental from.
“BOY”
The thunderous roar snapped him out of the painful memories.
“What do you want.”
Tears were still dripping off his nose as the blond teen looked up at the walled off demon. Naruto could practically see the hideous grin the fox always had and the blood red eyes that loomed out in the darkness of the cage.
“Out.”
“The ceilings gone you can leave if you want.”
The ceiling was transparent and light streamed in. The seal cast a shadow on the floor and Naruto who was curled in the center of the spiral shadow.
“Stupid boy. When you die I’ll be bound to your bones. It’s not the location of the seal it’s the fact it’s there. The transparent ceiling means your flesh is dying.”
“I know, I’m going to die, I want to die.”
“NO, let me kill the ones who did this.”
Kyuubi growled the last part of the sentence, shaking the entire room.
“Why? I want to die. I killed the only person that ever acknowledged me. I’ll never be a shinobi now, let alone the hokage.”
Kyuubi was growing impatient. He gave Naruto about ten minutes before the last solder pill forced down his throat would wear off. Then he would die with Naruto as the blood in his hoists body ran out of the wounds on his stomach. The great fox could not over power the seal or the wall preventing his chakra from healing the boy.
“Remove the seal and the pain will fade.”
“He’ll still be dead and I’m not falling for that same line twice. It did not work with the men, why would I trust you, fox. ”
The bellow from the enraged fox stung Narutos ears and as the echos died out he noticed the darkness that had started to creep in to the edges of the room. His death was near and although the blond welcomed it. He did not want to be alone, even if the only company he had was the bastard fox. Slowly the blond teen walked out of the seals shadow and to the wall that prevented him from seeing his tenant.
Leaning his forehead against the rough barrier Naruto brought his hand up and gently stroked the barrier wall as fear of what he was doing briefly flashed in to his head. He was letting himself die, the fear of the unknown and the pain of loneliness crushed him, knowing that he would not be found and would indeed die alone in this miserable cabin. Tears trickled down his chin and he let out a small sob.
“Naruto, I will make them pay for what they did to you.”
Surprised, Naruto jumped away from the wall that Kyuubi had sounded like he was right in front of him on the other side. The quiet sincerity in the foxes voice was odd and mildly comforting but he would not let this new tactic sway him.
“Revenge? Why would you want revenge for something done to me?”
“Revenge, or justice fits as well. Creatues that rape their young do not deserve to live.”
Kyuubi hated being nice. Hated having to convince anybody of anything. He was Kyuubi. One should take his word and consider himself lucky to be alive. But he hated his death more and oddly the sound of the whelps sobs bothered him. Not that it had even come in to consideration but the fact that he did was note worthy.
“On the men who, who.”
Naruto could not say it. ‘On the men who raped me, hurt me in the most excruciatingly painful ways, tricked me into killing the man I thought my father. It made sense. To much sense. Like killing Iruka had.
Unsure but not giving in, Naruto looked to the side and noticed that the walls of the room had faded in to nothing and that the void was drawing closer. He did not care for revenging what was done to him but he wanted to rip their spleens out for making him kill Iruka.
“Yes. On the men who had hurt you and the other human.”
Tears jumped to Narutos eyes as the memories of everything Iruka had done for him surfaced. Just being there for him and supporting him knowing what he had inside him. All the free raman because he was worried about him and wanted to make sure he was alright. Naruto did not care about him self but Iruka was different.
“Only on the men who hurt Iruka?”
“Fine.”
The demons annoyed growl resonated though out the cavern and Naruto clenched his fist and looked back up at the spot on the wall the demons voice seemed to be coming from.
“Ok, tell me how.”
“Simple, remove the seal on the doors.”
Naruto walked to the center of the wall and started to climb. Glad that the him in his head was not wounded. As he climbed Naruto felt weaker, looking over, the inky black void had claimed more territory and was closing in. Each step up left him gasping for air and an ache in his chest as the blackness crept near. Finally Naruto reached the seal that held the doors shut together. Grabbing it he yanked, but it did not budge. Getting a better grip he tried again. Still it didn’t move. Feeling weak and tired, the black void almost to him, Naruto held on to the seal and let his grip on the wall slip. Using all of his body weight to pull on the seal.
Finally it tore away from the wall right before the darkness could claim him. Like a old sticker that was stuck on some thing for to long. As soon as it pealed away red energy poured out, lighting the chamber in a ruby hue. The seal had only removed half way leaving Naruto hanging. Until he lost his grip and fell to the floor. Screaming as he landed.
Naruto’s legs hurt. He watched as the bones twisted and snapped. Like his real legs. The cuts and slashes showing up, the crushed useless hand fell limply to his lap. As all the wounds on his physical body transferred to his mental one. Leaving the blond teen curled on the floor unmoving as the pain threatened to drowned him. Looking up to the ceiling of the cavern Naruto notice the seal was not in place. Twisting and gasping at the pain it caused, he looked at his nude stomach finding the seal glowing faintly and only half there.
Moving his burned hand to rest on his slashed stomach he felt the demons chakra swirl around him as he laid defenseless on the floor. As it surged to cover him, he felt the icy prickles of heat that rushed in to his wounds healing them. The wave of turbulent chakra crashed over the blond and filled the room in what felt like waist high red fur. Unable to stand Naruto could only lay there as the warmth from the fox healed his wounds and blocked the pain.
Grabbing fistfuls of imaginary red fur once the prickles of healing chakra turned in to a slightly more potent burn as the demon started to heal the deep wounds on his gut. Still it was nothing compared to what it was.
“At least you didn’t lie about the pain fading.”
He knew the fox was not listening but still it was unexpected to have the demon keep his word when fellow shinobi didn’t.
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Kyuubi was waiting for the slightest opening, when it came he burst out. Switching Narutos nearly dead form with his own. Destroying the bloodied cabin that Naruto had been taken to. The demon fox grew until he was about half his original size. Leaving half his chakra inside to heal Naruto. Feeling the teens eased pain and the wounds that were slowly closing.
‘The boy can hide inside me and heal. He only has two days till that damn seal will force me back in. Stupid fail safe.’
Slowly Kyuubi stretched like a cat arcing his back, then rolled in the dirt. Enjoying the feel of earth under him. He took in all the smells of the woods around him. The trees and birds, the smell of rot and dirt. The sent of blood reached his sensitive nose. Naruto’s blood. The sent of blood and mating wafted out from the destroyed cabin.
Kyuubi knew what had happened to Naruto. He had to sit through it and listen to the screams. Until Narutos throat gave out and he could only make pained whimpers. They had taken there time making certain to destroy Narutos mind as well as his body. It would take longer to heal Naruto then two days. Evan if he could get all his chakra to Naruto. His bones needed set.
The only chakra getting through was through the seal on the door. It would be enough to keep the boy alive and heal him some but no where near what Naruto would require to be fully functional. Kyuubi knew that he didn’t have much time before he would need to find a safe place for him to turn back in to Naruto.
It angered him. To finally get out and to have baggage such as this. He would take it out on the next living thing he found.
He did say he would kill the men who did this and it was the one promise he intended to keep.
Inhaling deeply, the demon caught the sent of the two men. Remembering the sent he turned and followed it. Leaping in to a dead run that cut a swath through the forest. Trees and foliage turned over in his wake.
Taller than the trees Kyuubi could see where the sent lead.
“Konoha.”