Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Broken ❯ a day in the life ( Chapter 11 )
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By: blackarora 
what naruto is going through
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.04.2005 | Updated On: 12.09.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 7.4K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Completed
what naruto is going through
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.04.2005 | Updated On: 12.09.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 7.4K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Completed
11
A day in the life.
A/n There is a reference to an ancient scroll that orochmaru quotes. Its from George Orwell’s book 1984. Why??? Because the snake just comes off as an Orwell type. You know, enjoys oppressing people for the fun of it, seeks power not caring who he kills to get it. anel retentive enough to think big brother is an good idea.
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As Orochimaru looked down at the blond teen sprawled out on the ground before him, the sinister man could not help but smile. He was in the middle of testing the limits of the seal he had placed on Naruto and of course, the blond teen had to fight it wholeheartedly.
The moment the seal on Narutos stomach had been released, the blue eyed teen had covered himself in the boiling red chakra and attacked. Just as quickly, he had performed the hand seal that stopped all chakra flow, the teens and the demons, the blue seal on the teens gut acting as a shunt. Stopping the charge and sending the blond collapsing to the ground as Kyuubi’s chakra stopped blocking the pain from the cuts from yesterdays trip to the lab.
Still Naruto had tried to fight him, the blond forced himself to stand against what had to be considerable pain and attempt to rush him. Orochimaru just laughed at the pathetic attempt and with a single hand position forced the seal on Narutos stomach to siphon off all chakra from the teen making him fall to the dirt gasping, as the lack of energy slowed the blue eyed teens breathing and heart rate.
The vile snake was forced to let some chakra out to prevent the blonds untimely demise and as soon as the chakra flow resumed it’s normal course through the teen, the blond was up and fighting again.
Orochimaru decided to let Naruto tire himself out with the repeated chakra draining, fighting more against his own body than the sounds leader, who stood by and goaded the blond on. Naruto was getting sluggish and gasped as he forced himself to his feet after being forced down from yet another drain. The blond could barely stand now, let alone put up a fight, but still tried. Wobbling on his feet before taking a swing at the long haired man.
Having grown board with Narutos determination, Orochimaru turned away from the pathetic punch and slowly started a constant drain of the struggling teens chakra. As an after thought he summoned several of his loyal minions under the panting teen, to make it more interesting to watch.
It was amusing watch the blond try so desperately not to fall in to the nest of vipers as the seal continually drained him bit by bit. Arms out to balance himself as he tried not to move and irritate the snakes that had appeared under him. The continual drain made sweat bead on the lightly tanned brow and chest heave with harsh, rasping pants. Orochimaru watched as the teens eye unfocused and his lips turned blue, no longer able to even lift his head to glare at him any more.
Still Naruto fought the fatigue and weakness the lack of chakra was causing him, until he collapsed on to his back, so empty that the snake had to let him to stay down long enough to resume normal body function.
Of course that did not mean he had to get rid of the snakes, it was entertaining to watch the Kyuubi vessel squirm as he came to and found himself engulfed by the serpents. His blue eye opened wide and he attempted to sit up, but the collective hiss stilled him and Naruto sunk back down to lay on the cold frosted ground, letting the snakes roam over him.
Orochimaru licked his lips and chuckled, Naruto was starting to see the futility of fighting him.
A large python coiled around the blue eyed teens leg and serval more snakes, all smaller than the python but masked in illusions to look poisonous, slithered over the whimpering teen. The serpents crawled in to his shirt sleeves and Orochimaru could see several sinuous forms out lined by the teens shirt as the creatures slithered on Naruto’s chest.
The sound of poorly controlled breathing reached his ears making the snake lord smile as he walked around the heap of snakes he had summoned to restrain Naruto. At his encouragement, a small green one bit the blonds hand and Naruto jerked, making all the other snakes hiss at the sudden movement.
Orochimarus lopsided, over large mouth broke in to an even larger grin as he watched Naruto on the ground. There was nothing more perfect then the feeling of complete control over another person. It was this feeling that made him go to extreme lengths to attain more power. More power to make more people do his bidding. It was this that he wanted to live forever for, rule over all people for. This intoxicating blend of exhilaration and emotion over the simple fact the he could kill the teen with a hand motion.
The ability to control the pain of the blond and the fact that the stubborn teen knew that, was adding to it. The ability to control people was the ultimate power that he sought. The jutsu’s and techniques were the means to attain that power. The look in a mans eyes right before he was killed, the begging, pleading, the willingness to do anything to prevent their death or continued pain.
In that moment he was omnipotent.
He had read some where in an ancient scroll that the way one man asserted his power over another was by making him suffer. Obedience was not enough. Unless he was suffering, how could you be sure that he was obeying your will and not his own. Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation. Power is tearing human minds apart and putting them together again in shapes of your own choosing. Trust, love and the other lesser things in life could be destroyed, but always there would be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy that is helpless.
Watching Naruto on the cold ground, frozen not from the temperature, but from the fear of pain was the epiphany of his life’s goals. Now with the demon in his control he could inflict pain and suffering upon the masses. This feeling was unbeatable with only one person cowering under him, how would it feel with nations cowering before him?
Hissing and returning to the task at hand, the snake reminded himself that Naruto was not broken yet. That the teen still needed to be ground down to nothing, so that he could build him back up. Looking down at the blond, Orochimaru went with the not so subtle way of informing the teen of his inferiority.
“A pathetic whelp like you, thought he could beat me. With out the fox your nothing Naruto, worthless, not fit to be the lowest of shinobi.”
There was an audible whimper as another snake bit the blond on the ground. This time he did not move and let the snake grind it’s maw against his flesh. The yellowed eyes of the sound lord, saw the stream of blood flow out from around the vipers mouth that was latched on just under the teens knee cap and hissed in pleasure.
Orochimaru needed Naruto to know, with out a doubt, that the only person that could control the blue seal was him. Kyuubi could not lend power to the blond for anything with out him letting the seal let it out, and Naruto needed to know just how much control Orochimaru had over the sea and over him. The blond had to realize on his own, that it was hopeless to fight him and that the only way to survive was to do as he was told.
Pallid hands started moving so fast they were a blur as the snake went through a set of hand seals. Holding the last one and jumping back to one of the roof tops that enclosed the privet training area, the snake lord let the hand seal go.
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Naruto lay on the cold ground watching his breath make small clouds as he panted in the cold air. Snakes crawled all over him as he lay there, empty of all feeling and energy. The cuts from yesterday burned with renewed pain as the seal prevented the demon from healing him, prevented the beast from loaning him any chakra. The snake that had just bitten him slithered across his sore abdomen and he winced making the other serpents hiss.
Their master was still nearby, watching him. He could feel the cold calculating eyes of Orochimaru still on him. Still testing him, wanting to see everything he had, see every way he could control him through the seal.
Naruto looked past the condensation of his breath and up to the clear gray sky. Silver clouds drifted over head and a cold breeze made him shiver. The thin training clothes did not provide much warmth and the bandage that remained around his head, shielding his empty socket from view was sweat soaked and the moisture had turned cold. A bead of cold sweat ran down his tanned face as the clouds opened and let a sliver of sun light out from between them.
Orochimaru wanted him to be a puppet. A violent, manipulated beast that would jump when told. So far the seal could only drain his chakra, a way to stop him from attacking and kept Kyuubi locked inside of him. If that was all that Orochimaru could do to him, then the blond would be able to resist. He could take being beaten down and drained, it was demeaning but at least he was not killing or raping any one.
Naruto felt the snakes lords presence jump back and all the serpents that covered him, stilled as their master retreated. The next moment he was arching his back and screaming as red energy started to pour out of the seal on his stomach. The blue seal letting up and letting the beast out of his cage inside the beaten teen, the angry red chakra surging forth to cover and over take the weary blond that was still screaming on the ground.
The air around Naruto swirled boiling red chakra as he laid in side the cage that should of held the demon fox. The pain from his stomach had stopped and opening his eye the blond realized that he could see with the demons eyes and hear what the beast heard. Though the fox’s eyes he saw the snake master on a roof top and the blond teen felt the demon growl and charge Orochimaru. The snake lord was doing another set of hand seals and as the last seal was let go, right before the demon got to him, the blue seal on his stomach started to drain chakra off at an alarming rate.
As suddenly as he had turned in to Kyuubi, he turned back in to himself. The fox did not want to go back in to his cage and the resulting clash of chakra left Naruto flat on his back with a migraine from hell, plus he could not feel his fingers and his abdomen hurt horribly. Kyuubi was raging inside the cage and in the background he heard Orochimaru laughing, just making the migraine worse.
"Naruto, get up."
The sharply spoken words cut through what was left of his chakra addled brain and fighting against the numbness and pain he stood up slowly. As soon as he was vertical he felt the rush of power as Kyuubi knocked his physical form aside and took over again. Rage pouring out of the fox and the beast roared and slapped his tails down. Before the tails could inflicted a earthquake, Orochimaru reset the seal and forced Kyuubi back in to Naruto.
Orochimaru let the best out then dragged him back in to the cage several more times, not even waiting for Naruto to stand. Just pausing long enough to see that the blond was not dead before starting the hand seals again.
Having a kicking and screaming demon dragged through his head was taking its toll on Naruto. He was numb, he could not move and his arms and legs had no feeling what so ever. The space between his ears throbbed and rang, making his vision blur than snap back in to focus. He had no idea who the snake like man standing him over was. All he knew was that his head hurt and that he could feel his heart pounding in his head. The blurring vision faded out in to darkness as his body shut down and he passed out.
Naruto woke up as every nerve in his body felt like it was on fire. The pain of having all his limbs cramp at once hurt like hell and he could feel the cuts on his abdomen stinging and throbbing like they were fresh.
The blond was vaguely aware of how cold he was as he lay on the frosted ground shivering, muscles spasming. A foot came out of nowhere and kicked him, rolling him over to his back.
"Get up."
Slowly Naruto attempted to stand but was punched back down.
"Respond when I tell you some thing."
The voice hurt his head, but he managed a "Go to hell Orochimaru."
The snake stomped down on his gut and Naruto grunted in pain as the snake lord twisted his heel in his very tender stomach.
“I control you, I own you, you will pay me the proper respect or I’ll rip you apart. Now stand up.”
From between his clenched teeth the blond groaned out “ Fuck you, asshole.”
Muscles clenched from all the transitions from Kyuubi, Naruto could not fight back as the snake beat him, pounding on him until he added the suffix sama to Orochimarus name.
Blood dripping from his broken nose as he was forced to his feet by a hand in his hair and was instructed to follow the bastard snake back in to the main building that he had been led out of first thing in the morning. No breakfast or pleasantries just a swift ‘follow me’ from the snake and after a threat to return to the lab at his refusal, he had been led out to the snake fiends secluded training ground before the sun was even up. With a swift glance skyward, Naruto figured it to be around noon as he was led out.
His head was throbbing and even the soft sound as a door was slid open made him flinch. Walking in to the building and following the back side of the snake as he walked through the maze of hallways. The dimly lit passageways blurred before him and he stumbled, catching himself before he fell. Looking up he saw the blurred outline of the snake facing him and the large lips moving as he talked, but the words being said were garbled. Taking a breath and finding it difficult, the hallway blurred again then went black as he fainted. Collapsing in the hall at the snakes feet.
Orochimaru looked down at the passed out Naruto, as he lay limply on the floor, lips blue and breathing difficult. There had been a few real vipers in the lot he had summoned to play with Naruto and apparently the blond had pissed one off. The poison was powerful enough to kill a full grown man and one scrawny teen did not have chance. Silently he let the seal out and saw the red haze that formed over the teen.
It was disappointing that the blond had passed out after only 5 switches with Kyuubi and only one seamed to disable Naruto considerably. If he was to walk Naruto in to a town and force the fox out he would have problems with recovering the boy after the town was suitably destroyed.
Any of the opposing shinobi could just pick him up and walk off with his new pet demon. He would have to work on getting Naruto used to switching out with Kyuubi, and get him suitably trained so he would not be killed on the walk in.
Soon he would able to destroy any town he pleased. Orochimaru hissed his pleasure at the thought of watching Konoha be destroyed by Kyuubi. The rock cliff with the hokage faces caved in it crumbling and the leafs shinobi laying dead at his feet. The people of his long abandoned home whispering his name in fear and bowing at his feet.
Grinning, Orochimaru picked the gasping teen up and took him to the room he had prepared to train Naruto in. Kyuubi was going to be his power house, his weapon of mass destruction but it would be all the more sweeter if Naruto was the one to deliver the final blow to Tsunade. The teen without the fox powering him, had potential to be a devastating shinobi himself and it would be better if he did not have to use the demon continually.
The teen lacked control, finesse and basic knowledge, but that was something that could be hammered in to him as his spirt was hammered out.
Naruto was going to have to be broken, smashed and then rebuilt so that he would jump when told. Because ultimately the teen had power over the demon, no mater how much the snake could control the amount of chakra, the fact was still that if Naruto died the demon died. If Naruto chose death then all this planning would of been for nothing and he would have to find another way to terrify nations.
The human body was so easy to kill, it was the spirit that was truly a challenge to crush. Naruto possessed one of the strongest fighting spirts he had ever encountered and it was going to be interesting to destroy it. Naruto was going to have one hell of a time having his mind reshaped so that he would be the perfect little monster he wanted him to be.
Arriving at the training room not so far from the guarded hall where the teen was being kept, Orochimaru tossed the blond in. Hearing the groan from the teen who did not wake up when he connected with the training mat. Without looking from the blond form, the snake motioned for a shadow to come closer.
Out of the shadows stepped a woman dressed in tight fitting black leather with a whip coiled around her waist. Maki was a horrible teacher, to violent and unpredictable to get any point across. She was also a ninjutsu master, not anywhere near the same level as him of course but still a very skilled woman. Her temper was legendary and her whip was tipped with a small shard of glass, just the perfect person to rattle the blond and break him down a little more. He would learn to submit first, then how to fight.
Orochimaru grinned as she stepped forward and knelt in front of him.
“You are to train the demons vessel, by any means necessary, just do not kill him.”
Her soft, deceptive voice floated out,
“Yes master.”
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Naruto woke to the sound of a door closing and as soon as his eye opened, he regretted it. There was not a place on him that did not hurt, ache or throb. He did not want to move, it would hurt much more than right now. So he lay there on the mat, willing the pain to fade, feeling the pent up rage of the demon he contained.
Narutos stomach growled, he could not remember the last time he had eaten. All the energy he had been expending to fight Orochimaru had emptied his resources and the fox was barred from him. The last few hours had cost him a lot energy wise and with no way to replace it with food he doubted he could put up another fight. Not that he could call it a fight, the black haired man had handed his ass to him. It did not even look like Orochimaru broke a sweat when dealing with the demon.
Groaning, he tried to sit up and take stock of his surroundings but his sore stomach would not let him perform such a simple move. He had to push himself in to a sitting position and even then he had to hold on to his stomach and try to sooth the damaged flesh to stop the jolts of pain.
There was a curt laugh from his blind left side and the blond swung his head to see who was laughing at him. The harsh sound reminded him of the snakes laugh but it was several octaves to high to be Orochimarus voice. Turning around he saw the female leaning on the door out of the training room.
The women reminded him of Anko. She had black hair and wore only enough to cover her privets. She had shin and arm protectors and a lopsided belt. From the belt up was a fishnet shirt that hid nothing and a one shouldered leather halter-top that looked two sizes to small. The skirt the belt held up had slits up the sides so it was more like two loin cloths than a skirt. Her eyes were cold though they were a honey brown color. The sneer on her face made her look vicious as she strode over to him.
Maki saw him sitting up and decided to get to work. She walked over to the brat and grabbed the whip at her side and lashed out at him.
Naruto yelped when the whip cracked and left yet another mark on his battered body. Lashing repeatedly at the blond until he rolled out of range and got to his feet. Maki noted that he kept one arm protecting his stomach as he stood ready to fight her.
Smiling insanely she jumped forward and lashed out from the left, wrapping the whip around the blonds throat before he even saw it. With a swift jerk Naruto was on his face and with a flick of her wrist the whip unwound itself from the teens neck.
“Get up, I’m going to teach you ninjustu but since you’re so pathetic, we will start with the basics. Use your chakra to block the whip.”
Naruto looked up at the woman as he got back to his feet. The dozen or so marks from the whip before he got out of range were stinging like crazy and from the insane smile of the bitchs face he could tell she wanted to use it on him again. Not wanting to give her the chance, he inquired how she wanted him to block the whip.
“JUST DO IT.”
Then she started to lash at him mercilessly. Naruto had figured it would be like the water walking chakra control training. Put the right amount of chakra in the right spot. But he did not know where the whip would hit next and it took time to gather the right amount of chakra. The longer it took Naruto, the more hostile Maki got. Plus any lashes from the left side were never blocked, he could not see the incoming whip.
Koshi heard the sound of Maki’s whip long before he reached the training room. Mentally cringing at the thought of anyone being ‘trained’ by the violent woman, the spy stopped at the door that led in to the room that held Naruto. Through the small window the illusion master could see Maki using her whip on the blond and see the blond attempt a complicated move to stop the glass tipped whip.
The move failed and as he fell to the floor, Maki took the opportunity to get some more lashes in. The sound of the cracks and yelps echoing down the hall. Koshi moved silently and slipped in to the room, masking himself in an illusion so that neither of the rooms occupants would know he was there. He was not due to be here for another half a hour but had come early to see how the blond was handling himself.
Garaa had responded to the message the spy had sent concerning the teen currently being pummeled by the whip. It had stated to watch and if an opportunity arose, to assist getting the two teens out, without reviling that he was a spy preferably.
There was a loud crack and Maki cursed. Naruto had gotten a hold on the whip and jumped at the woman, kicking her soundly in the gut before she could block. That was one of the down falls of using that damn whip, it left to many openings. The violent woman flashed three, one handed seals, then with a bust of speed slammed her hand in to the blonds lower abdomen.
Naruto cried out and doubled over, but the bitch was not done yet and grabbed him by the throat. Her hand flared an icy blue and the blond teen could not even scream when she froze his lungs.
Koshi stood in the corner where it was easier to maintain the illusion around him and waited for Maki to release the teen from her frozen grip. Seconds ticked by, then a minute, Naruto’s chest heaved as he attempted to force air in to his lungs, but the organs themselves could not process it. Koshi knew that suffocation was a horrible thing to go through. Naruto was awake and could feel himself not breathing, the terror that he must feel as every instinct he possessed, told him to breath, but not be able to. From his ever weakening struggles the spy could tell that he was nearing his end.
Maki was not letting go and the spy dropped the illusion and stepped toward the hostile woman with his hand on the hilt of the katana that was tucked in to his belt of the formal kimono he wore.
Koshi was not only a master of illusions but an accomplished swords man as well. Between the two skills he was an outstanding assassin and that was how Orochimaru first met him. Wanting him to work as a hired killer then later deflect to the sound as soon as it was established.
The snake had never found out that Koshi and Benisato were both an alter-ego for a sand hunter-nin. Or that the Kazekage had modified the last set of orders the hunter nin had, from the assassination of the snake to a spying mission that had lasted several years.
To Orochimaru, Koshi was a loyal minion with indispensable skills that rivaled his own in the area of illusions. Maki might be under orders from the snake to be here, but the kids death was not going to be permitted and Koshi felt confident that acting on this would not bring suspicion from the snake.
“You were to train him, not kill him.”
The not quite male voice rang out through the training room and Maki sneered over her shoulder at the effeminate man.
“Get bent.”
With a flick of his thumb, the metallic sound of the sword being prepared to be drawn echoed in the room. Maki’s eyes darkened as she took the threat to heart.
“Fine, you deal with him.”
The woman dropped Naruto to the mats and stalked out of the room with out another word.
The long haired former assassin walked up to the blond teen and performed the counter for the jutsu Maki had used. Thawing his lungs and letting him breath.
Naruto woke up for what was like the third time that day and saw the kimono clad form standing over him. With a surg of panic induced energy, the blond shimmed back away from the man, women, it, that stood there.
What ever gender it was it had a soft appeal to it. Long black hair that fell to its waist. Large brown eyes on an oval face. It wore a traditional solid black kimono and there was a sword tucked in to the belt.
The guy/girl ,whatever, knelt in front of him and reached out to touch the bandage around his head covering his missing eye. Naruto flinched and looked away from the, the what ever it was that was trying to touch him. The hand paused for a moment and then started to remove the wrapping when Naruto did not try to back away again. It would be better to face it and get what ever this one wanted over with, than to drag it out.
The it was surprisingly indifferent. It was neither gentle nor ruff but very efficient. The last part of the bandage over the hollow of his absent eye stuck when Koshi tugged it off, Naruto whimpered, then looked away, ashamed for showing his pain so easily.
“Let it air out for a bit.” A flat monotone voice said, no compassion just truth.
Naruto nodded still not looking at the human in front of him.
“I’m a guy by the way. My name is Koshi and I’m to teach you genjustu.”
Naruto nodded again. At least this one was not a psycho. Koshi put the soiled bandage in a corner and picked up a tray of food he had noticed when he had entered the room, putting it in front of the wary blond.
Narutos mouth watered at the sight of food but he did not move. He would not until he found out what this ones game was.
“You should eat.”
Naruto noticed that even his voice was androgenis. It gave no hint to which chromosome was dominant. The blond slowly reached out and took the food fully expecting to have it yanked away, or something. He never looked away from the kimono clad form that was walking around him, making him nervous. When the food wasn’t taken away, the teen started devouring the first meal he had in days. His throat was un-godly sore but he had to replenish his stores of chakra somehow if he was going to make a break for it.
It was not ramen but he did not care at the moment. As soon as the first bite of food hit his stomach he felt it. That little bit of nausea that happens when you don’t eat for a while than eat something fast. The more he ate the more he felt nauseous, he ignored it, he did not know when he would eat again so he wanted to eat as much as he could right now. His stomach had a different idea and lurched, sending what he just swallowed back in to his mouth.
The blond swallowed the rebound and put one hand over his mouth. His protesting stomach lurched again and Naruto turned away so he would not throw up on the remaining food.
He retched several times, emptying his stomach of the precious food he had just eaten.
Koshi watched as Naruto puked and left to get some thing bland for him to eat and some cleaning supplies for him to clean up his mess. It did not take long to get the supplies and return to the training room. The illusion he had left in his place made it seem like he had never been gone.
Looking down at Naruto, who was curled up next to his mess, looking like he was going to be sick some more, the spy sighed. The blond looked just like he had when he was with Benisato, terrified and trying to not show it.
By now Naruto should of figured out that any unwanted behavior from him was going to be met with extreme punishment. Puking, definitely was not a wanted behavior and the sick teen was probably thinking that he was going to get hurt agin for eating to fast. The bad thing was that as his instructor and a spy, he was not permitted to be nice to him.
Koshi could not tell him that he was not going to have the shit beat out of him for something stupid and out of his control. He had to stay close to the blond and if Orochimaru thought that he was being to lenient, he would be replaced.
The effeminate man put the cleaning supplies next to Naruto and used the sword to flip him over so he was on his back looking up at him.
“You made it you clean it.”
Naruto nodded, turned green and threw up again. This time in the bucket Koshi had brought. He looked helplessly on as Koshi removed the tray of food, leaving the bandages behind.
Now this really sucked, he felt even worse than before and he was not going to get to eat. Naruto grudgingly started to clean the mess, throwing the used paper towels in to the bucket. When he was finished and the area was disinfected, he looked around for Koshi to get on with this lesson that was sure to be pain filled and humiliating.
To his surprise Koshi handed him a bowl of warm plain oat meal. A spoon lay across the top of the bowl.
“This should not upset your stomach. Just eat slowly.”
The voice did not give any hint if the man cared about him or was going about his job. Koshi set a glass of milk down and walked off, leaving him with the food as the teacher stood in a corner watching him.
Naruto was flabbergasted, this guy was almost nice to him. He had to have a twisted side to him, he did work for Orochimaru.
Naruto ate the oatmeal, drank the milk and thankfully did not throw up, even though his stomach protested a bit. When he was done he put the bucket and the dishes in the corner along with the bandages and started the lesson.
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Koshi was the only one of the three teachers that did not go out of his way to cause Naruto pain. The kimono wearing teacher was rather undefined in his teaching, he was not a psycho and out for blood, but not nice either. If Naruto did something stupid like fall for an obvious trap he would get smacked with the sword. Koshi kept his distance and had a condescending air to him, other wise he was almost nice to him. He always let Naruto eat something before they started the lesson and sometimes after the lesson as well.
Naruto knew that neither Maki nor Mushizu, the taijustu instructor, would let him eat. Most of the time Mushizu would fight him and if after 3 bouts and he still didn’t get the move he supposed to learn right, he could expect some sort of heavy handed punishment. Maki looked for any opening to beat him with the whip or some jutsu that should be forbidden from sadists.
Normally he was knocked out long before Orochimaru would come and take him to the open space to practice switching with Kyuubi. The snake would keep him out there until he was to numb to move or he passed out. Most of the time it was so cold that Naruto could see his breath and waking up on the cold ground did not help when his whole body went numb and cramped from the stress of the chakra battle with Kyuubi during the switches.
Several times he had passed out and woke the next morning in his bed and he had no clue who had put him there. He doubted that it was Orochimaru, that fucker liked seeing him in pain.
The alarm clock next to the bed went off and a whip-scared hand reached over and turned it off. 5 AM, 30 minuets before someone would come to escort him to the training room. Twice Orochimaru had come and he had not been ready, His black haired torturer had beaten the crap out of him and let Maki and Mushizu beat the crap out of him in their ‘leasons’ as well. He still had a few bruises from the last time and Kyuubi was getting pissed about having to fix him up almost every single night.
Yawning, Naruto winced and rubbed the bruise on his jaw. Mushizu had broken it yesterday, the mandible still hurt but it worked fine. It had only been a week, but Naruto had the routine down. Maki in the morning, Koshi in the afternoon, Mushizu after dinner and Orochimaru when the sun was about to set.
A week of dodging Maki’s whip, of undoing Koshi’s illusions and fighting a man who could probably brake Gui in half.
A week of being beaten by Orochimaru.
It sucked.
Naruto did not want to get up, his whole body hurt and the near constant twang from his empty stomach make him feel week, but he got up anyway, he would hurt more if he did not get up. The blond stood up and stretched, wincing as bruises from the multiple beatings were pulled. He pulled off the tattered shirt and threw it in to the hamper. The teen went through more clothes now then ever before in his life. Maki’s whip ripped them up pretty damn good and the blood stains would not come out.
Naruto turned to the dresser to get a new shirt for after his shower and saw a set of shinobi clothes and weapons sitting on top of the oak piece of furniture. It always disturbedNaruto when he found out some one had come in when he was sleeping/passed out. It just reminded him of how defenseless he was here.
A note was lying on top of the pile. Grabbing it, Naruto read the hand written note twice.
Today the real work begins.
Slowly Naruto pulled the dark garments off the dresser and started to put them on. It felt a little odd to have the stuff on. It had been a over a month time since he had a kunai holder tied to his leg or the leg and arm guards on. He did not get a flack vest but he figured he wouldn’t. On the bottom off the pile was the sound forehead protector.
Should he? Yes, if there was one thing he had learned this week it was that defying Orochimaru hurt like hell. Slowly Naruto tied it around his head.
Naruto wanted to see how he looked. He had waited for the day he would do serious shinobi work in Konoha. The day the hokage thought he was ready to be a real shinobi and stop sending him to find cats. When he would put on these clothes and go fight for every thing he stood for. The blond could not help but feel a little giddy.
Naruto walked in to the bathroom and turned on the lights. His reflection stared back at him from the mirror. If he just had the flack vest it would be perfect. This was how a shinobi was supposed to look. His eye traveled to his face, the bandage around his head, still covering his missing eye. There was a dullness to his remaining one eye that he could not explain. He looked odd with the wrapping around his head and a forehead protector on. He could pull the protector down to cover his eye then he would look like Kakashi. Naruto reached up and grabbed the forehead protector stopping when he saw the symbol on it.
It was not the Konoha leaf. He was not going to go protect the village. He was going to help a psychopath kill innocent people. Naruto noticed the bruise on his jaw and the burn scars on his hand holding the forehead protector. He was going to kill innocent people because he would get hurt by Orochimaru if he didn’t. No mater how he thought about it, it sucked. It went against every thing he stood for. Naruto pulled the forehead protector off and set it on the sink disgusted that he had put it on evan for a moment.
Konoha’s forehead protector had meant something to him. It marked him as a shinobi the same as all his peers, his friends. This one only reminded him of the horrible life he was leading here. It meant he had given up and let Orochimaru win. Naruto clenched his fists at his side and looked in the mirror. The dullness in his eye that he could not place before caught his attention.
He was giving up and it showed there. Day after day of being beaten was slowly killing off the part of him that had always fought back. Before he never gave up no matter the odds, never backed down no matter who he was up against. Now he got out of bed because he would get hurt if he didn’t.
‘ When did I become such a cowered?’
He would not help that snake bastard. He would get the hell out of here.
Naruto walked out in to the main part of the room and looked at the small window. He did not spend much time in this room. Most of his time was spent training with someone and he was numb or passed out by the time he was finished. The blond walked up to the window and looked out at the open space Orochimaru used to “train” him in.
There was no one out there at the moment. He looked at the window and found out that there was no latched to open it. If he was to escape through it he would have to break it and the noise would alert others. He could not leave through the door there were guards at the end of the hall.
So the window it was. Naruto went back to the bathroom and wrapped the forehead protector around his fist and returned to the window slamming his fist in to it. The sound of glass shattering made him freeze for a second but he quickly slammed his fist through the glass again, making the hole big enough for him to get through.
He tossed the forehead protector on to the bed not wanting to have any part of the sound and jumped out the window speeding across the rooftops and toward freedom.
A day in the life.
A/n There is a reference to an ancient scroll that orochmaru quotes. Its from George Orwell’s book 1984. Why??? Because the snake just comes off as an Orwell type. You know, enjoys oppressing people for the fun of it, seeks power not caring who he kills to get it. anel retentive enough to think big brother is an good idea.
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As Orochimaru looked down at the blond teen sprawled out on the ground before him, the sinister man could not help but smile. He was in the middle of testing the limits of the seal he had placed on Naruto and of course, the blond teen had to fight it wholeheartedly.
The moment the seal on Narutos stomach had been released, the blue eyed teen had covered himself in the boiling red chakra and attacked. Just as quickly, he had performed the hand seal that stopped all chakra flow, the teens and the demons, the blue seal on the teens gut acting as a shunt. Stopping the charge and sending the blond collapsing to the ground as Kyuubi’s chakra stopped blocking the pain from the cuts from yesterdays trip to the lab.
Still Naruto had tried to fight him, the blond forced himself to stand against what had to be considerable pain and attempt to rush him. Orochimaru just laughed at the pathetic attempt and with a single hand position forced the seal on Narutos stomach to siphon off all chakra from the teen making him fall to the dirt gasping, as the lack of energy slowed the blue eyed teens breathing and heart rate.
The vile snake was forced to let some chakra out to prevent the blonds untimely demise and as soon as the chakra flow resumed it’s normal course through the teen, the blond was up and fighting again.
Orochimaru decided to let Naruto tire himself out with the repeated chakra draining, fighting more against his own body than the sounds leader, who stood by and goaded the blond on. Naruto was getting sluggish and gasped as he forced himself to his feet after being forced down from yet another drain. The blond could barely stand now, let alone put up a fight, but still tried. Wobbling on his feet before taking a swing at the long haired man.
Having grown board with Narutos determination, Orochimaru turned away from the pathetic punch and slowly started a constant drain of the struggling teens chakra. As an after thought he summoned several of his loyal minions under the panting teen, to make it more interesting to watch.
It was amusing watch the blond try so desperately not to fall in to the nest of vipers as the seal continually drained him bit by bit. Arms out to balance himself as he tried not to move and irritate the snakes that had appeared under him. The continual drain made sweat bead on the lightly tanned brow and chest heave with harsh, rasping pants. Orochimaru watched as the teens eye unfocused and his lips turned blue, no longer able to even lift his head to glare at him any more.
Still Naruto fought the fatigue and weakness the lack of chakra was causing him, until he collapsed on to his back, so empty that the snake had to let him to stay down long enough to resume normal body function.
Of course that did not mean he had to get rid of the snakes, it was entertaining to watch the Kyuubi vessel squirm as he came to and found himself engulfed by the serpents. His blue eye opened wide and he attempted to sit up, but the collective hiss stilled him and Naruto sunk back down to lay on the cold frosted ground, letting the snakes roam over him.
Orochimaru licked his lips and chuckled, Naruto was starting to see the futility of fighting him.
A large python coiled around the blue eyed teens leg and serval more snakes, all smaller than the python but masked in illusions to look poisonous, slithered over the whimpering teen. The serpents crawled in to his shirt sleeves and Orochimaru could see several sinuous forms out lined by the teens shirt as the creatures slithered on Naruto’s chest.
The sound of poorly controlled breathing reached his ears making the snake lord smile as he walked around the heap of snakes he had summoned to restrain Naruto. At his encouragement, a small green one bit the blonds hand and Naruto jerked, making all the other snakes hiss at the sudden movement.
Orochimarus lopsided, over large mouth broke in to an even larger grin as he watched Naruto on the ground. There was nothing more perfect then the feeling of complete control over another person. It was this feeling that made him go to extreme lengths to attain more power. More power to make more people do his bidding. It was this that he wanted to live forever for, rule over all people for. This intoxicating blend of exhilaration and emotion over the simple fact the he could kill the teen with a hand motion.
The ability to control the pain of the blond and the fact that the stubborn teen knew that, was adding to it. The ability to control people was the ultimate power that he sought. The jutsu’s and techniques were the means to attain that power. The look in a mans eyes right before he was killed, the begging, pleading, the willingness to do anything to prevent their death or continued pain.
In that moment he was omnipotent.
He had read some where in an ancient scroll that the way one man asserted his power over another was by making him suffer. Obedience was not enough. Unless he was suffering, how could you be sure that he was obeying your will and not his own. Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation. Power is tearing human minds apart and putting them together again in shapes of your own choosing. Trust, love and the other lesser things in life could be destroyed, but always there would be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy that is helpless.
Watching Naruto on the cold ground, frozen not from the temperature, but from the fear of pain was the epiphany of his life’s goals. Now with the demon in his control he could inflict pain and suffering upon the masses. This feeling was unbeatable with only one person cowering under him, how would it feel with nations cowering before him?
Hissing and returning to the task at hand, the snake reminded himself that Naruto was not broken yet. That the teen still needed to be ground down to nothing, so that he could build him back up. Looking down at the blond, Orochimaru went with the not so subtle way of informing the teen of his inferiority.
“A pathetic whelp like you, thought he could beat me. With out the fox your nothing Naruto, worthless, not fit to be the lowest of shinobi.”
There was an audible whimper as another snake bit the blond on the ground. This time he did not move and let the snake grind it’s maw against his flesh. The yellowed eyes of the sound lord, saw the stream of blood flow out from around the vipers mouth that was latched on just under the teens knee cap and hissed in pleasure.
Orochimaru needed Naruto to know, with out a doubt, that the only person that could control the blue seal was him. Kyuubi could not lend power to the blond for anything with out him letting the seal let it out, and Naruto needed to know just how much control Orochimaru had over the sea and over him. The blond had to realize on his own, that it was hopeless to fight him and that the only way to survive was to do as he was told.
Pallid hands started moving so fast they were a blur as the snake went through a set of hand seals. Holding the last one and jumping back to one of the roof tops that enclosed the privet training area, the snake lord let the hand seal go.
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Naruto lay on the cold ground watching his breath make small clouds as he panted in the cold air. Snakes crawled all over him as he lay there, empty of all feeling and energy. The cuts from yesterday burned with renewed pain as the seal prevented the demon from healing him, prevented the beast from loaning him any chakra. The snake that had just bitten him slithered across his sore abdomen and he winced making the other serpents hiss.
Their master was still nearby, watching him. He could feel the cold calculating eyes of Orochimaru still on him. Still testing him, wanting to see everything he had, see every way he could control him through the seal.
Naruto looked past the condensation of his breath and up to the clear gray sky. Silver clouds drifted over head and a cold breeze made him shiver. The thin training clothes did not provide much warmth and the bandage that remained around his head, shielding his empty socket from view was sweat soaked and the moisture had turned cold. A bead of cold sweat ran down his tanned face as the clouds opened and let a sliver of sun light out from between them.
Orochimaru wanted him to be a puppet. A violent, manipulated beast that would jump when told. So far the seal could only drain his chakra, a way to stop him from attacking and kept Kyuubi locked inside of him. If that was all that Orochimaru could do to him, then the blond would be able to resist. He could take being beaten down and drained, it was demeaning but at least he was not killing or raping any one.
Naruto felt the snakes lords presence jump back and all the serpents that covered him, stilled as their master retreated. The next moment he was arching his back and screaming as red energy started to pour out of the seal on his stomach. The blue seal letting up and letting the beast out of his cage inside the beaten teen, the angry red chakra surging forth to cover and over take the weary blond that was still screaming on the ground.
The air around Naruto swirled boiling red chakra as he laid in side the cage that should of held the demon fox. The pain from his stomach had stopped and opening his eye the blond realized that he could see with the demons eyes and hear what the beast heard. Though the fox’s eyes he saw the snake master on a roof top and the blond teen felt the demon growl and charge Orochimaru. The snake lord was doing another set of hand seals and as the last seal was let go, right before the demon got to him, the blue seal on his stomach started to drain chakra off at an alarming rate.
As suddenly as he had turned in to Kyuubi, he turned back in to himself. The fox did not want to go back in to his cage and the resulting clash of chakra left Naruto flat on his back with a migraine from hell, plus he could not feel his fingers and his abdomen hurt horribly. Kyuubi was raging inside the cage and in the background he heard Orochimaru laughing, just making the migraine worse.
"Naruto, get up."
The sharply spoken words cut through what was left of his chakra addled brain and fighting against the numbness and pain he stood up slowly. As soon as he was vertical he felt the rush of power as Kyuubi knocked his physical form aside and took over again. Rage pouring out of the fox and the beast roared and slapped his tails down. Before the tails could inflicted a earthquake, Orochimaru reset the seal and forced Kyuubi back in to Naruto.
Orochimaru let the best out then dragged him back in to the cage several more times, not even waiting for Naruto to stand. Just pausing long enough to see that the blond was not dead before starting the hand seals again.
Having a kicking and screaming demon dragged through his head was taking its toll on Naruto. He was numb, he could not move and his arms and legs had no feeling what so ever. The space between his ears throbbed and rang, making his vision blur than snap back in to focus. He had no idea who the snake like man standing him over was. All he knew was that his head hurt and that he could feel his heart pounding in his head. The blurring vision faded out in to darkness as his body shut down and he passed out.
Naruto woke up as every nerve in his body felt like it was on fire. The pain of having all his limbs cramp at once hurt like hell and he could feel the cuts on his abdomen stinging and throbbing like they were fresh.
The blond was vaguely aware of how cold he was as he lay on the frosted ground shivering, muscles spasming. A foot came out of nowhere and kicked him, rolling him over to his back.
"Get up."
Slowly Naruto attempted to stand but was punched back down.
"Respond when I tell you some thing."
The voice hurt his head, but he managed a "Go to hell Orochimaru."
The snake stomped down on his gut and Naruto grunted in pain as the snake lord twisted his heel in his very tender stomach.
“I control you, I own you, you will pay me the proper respect or I’ll rip you apart. Now stand up.”
From between his clenched teeth the blond groaned out “ Fuck you, asshole.”
Muscles clenched from all the transitions from Kyuubi, Naruto could not fight back as the snake beat him, pounding on him until he added the suffix sama to Orochimarus name.
Blood dripping from his broken nose as he was forced to his feet by a hand in his hair and was instructed to follow the bastard snake back in to the main building that he had been led out of first thing in the morning. No breakfast or pleasantries just a swift ‘follow me’ from the snake and after a threat to return to the lab at his refusal, he had been led out to the snake fiends secluded training ground before the sun was even up. With a swift glance skyward, Naruto figured it to be around noon as he was led out.
His head was throbbing and even the soft sound as a door was slid open made him flinch. Walking in to the building and following the back side of the snake as he walked through the maze of hallways. The dimly lit passageways blurred before him and he stumbled, catching himself before he fell. Looking up he saw the blurred outline of the snake facing him and the large lips moving as he talked, but the words being said were garbled. Taking a breath and finding it difficult, the hallway blurred again then went black as he fainted. Collapsing in the hall at the snakes feet.
Orochimaru looked down at the passed out Naruto, as he lay limply on the floor, lips blue and breathing difficult. There had been a few real vipers in the lot he had summoned to play with Naruto and apparently the blond had pissed one off. The poison was powerful enough to kill a full grown man and one scrawny teen did not have chance. Silently he let the seal out and saw the red haze that formed over the teen.
It was disappointing that the blond had passed out after only 5 switches with Kyuubi and only one seamed to disable Naruto considerably. If he was to walk Naruto in to a town and force the fox out he would have problems with recovering the boy after the town was suitably destroyed.
Any of the opposing shinobi could just pick him up and walk off with his new pet demon. He would have to work on getting Naruto used to switching out with Kyuubi, and get him suitably trained so he would not be killed on the walk in.
Soon he would able to destroy any town he pleased. Orochimaru hissed his pleasure at the thought of watching Konoha be destroyed by Kyuubi. The rock cliff with the hokage faces caved in it crumbling and the leafs shinobi laying dead at his feet. The people of his long abandoned home whispering his name in fear and bowing at his feet.
Grinning, Orochimaru picked the gasping teen up and took him to the room he had prepared to train Naruto in. Kyuubi was going to be his power house, his weapon of mass destruction but it would be all the more sweeter if Naruto was the one to deliver the final blow to Tsunade. The teen without the fox powering him, had potential to be a devastating shinobi himself and it would be better if he did not have to use the demon continually.
The teen lacked control, finesse and basic knowledge, but that was something that could be hammered in to him as his spirt was hammered out.
Naruto was going to have to be broken, smashed and then rebuilt so that he would jump when told. Because ultimately the teen had power over the demon, no mater how much the snake could control the amount of chakra, the fact was still that if Naruto died the demon died. If Naruto chose death then all this planning would of been for nothing and he would have to find another way to terrify nations.
The human body was so easy to kill, it was the spirit that was truly a challenge to crush. Naruto possessed one of the strongest fighting spirts he had ever encountered and it was going to be interesting to destroy it. Naruto was going to have one hell of a time having his mind reshaped so that he would be the perfect little monster he wanted him to be.
Arriving at the training room not so far from the guarded hall where the teen was being kept, Orochimaru tossed the blond in. Hearing the groan from the teen who did not wake up when he connected with the training mat. Without looking from the blond form, the snake motioned for a shadow to come closer.
Out of the shadows stepped a woman dressed in tight fitting black leather with a whip coiled around her waist. Maki was a horrible teacher, to violent and unpredictable to get any point across. She was also a ninjutsu master, not anywhere near the same level as him of course but still a very skilled woman. Her temper was legendary and her whip was tipped with a small shard of glass, just the perfect person to rattle the blond and break him down a little more. He would learn to submit first, then how to fight.
Orochimaru grinned as she stepped forward and knelt in front of him.
“You are to train the demons vessel, by any means necessary, just do not kill him.”
Her soft, deceptive voice floated out,
“Yes master.”
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Naruto woke to the sound of a door closing and as soon as his eye opened, he regretted it. There was not a place on him that did not hurt, ache or throb. He did not want to move, it would hurt much more than right now. So he lay there on the mat, willing the pain to fade, feeling the pent up rage of the demon he contained.
Narutos stomach growled, he could not remember the last time he had eaten. All the energy he had been expending to fight Orochimaru had emptied his resources and the fox was barred from him. The last few hours had cost him a lot energy wise and with no way to replace it with food he doubted he could put up another fight. Not that he could call it a fight, the black haired man had handed his ass to him. It did not even look like Orochimaru broke a sweat when dealing with the demon.
Groaning, he tried to sit up and take stock of his surroundings but his sore stomach would not let him perform such a simple move. He had to push himself in to a sitting position and even then he had to hold on to his stomach and try to sooth the damaged flesh to stop the jolts of pain.
There was a curt laugh from his blind left side and the blond swung his head to see who was laughing at him. The harsh sound reminded him of the snakes laugh but it was several octaves to high to be Orochimarus voice. Turning around he saw the female leaning on the door out of the training room.
The women reminded him of Anko. She had black hair and wore only enough to cover her privets. She had shin and arm protectors and a lopsided belt. From the belt up was a fishnet shirt that hid nothing and a one shouldered leather halter-top that looked two sizes to small. The skirt the belt held up had slits up the sides so it was more like two loin cloths than a skirt. Her eyes were cold though they were a honey brown color. The sneer on her face made her look vicious as she strode over to him.
Maki saw him sitting up and decided to get to work. She walked over to the brat and grabbed the whip at her side and lashed out at him.
Naruto yelped when the whip cracked and left yet another mark on his battered body. Lashing repeatedly at the blond until he rolled out of range and got to his feet. Maki noted that he kept one arm protecting his stomach as he stood ready to fight her.
Smiling insanely she jumped forward and lashed out from the left, wrapping the whip around the blonds throat before he even saw it. With a swift jerk Naruto was on his face and with a flick of her wrist the whip unwound itself from the teens neck.
“Get up, I’m going to teach you ninjustu but since you’re so pathetic, we will start with the basics. Use your chakra to block the whip.”
Naruto looked up at the woman as he got back to his feet. The dozen or so marks from the whip before he got out of range were stinging like crazy and from the insane smile of the bitchs face he could tell she wanted to use it on him again. Not wanting to give her the chance, he inquired how she wanted him to block the whip.
“JUST DO IT.”
Then she started to lash at him mercilessly. Naruto had figured it would be like the water walking chakra control training. Put the right amount of chakra in the right spot. But he did not know where the whip would hit next and it took time to gather the right amount of chakra. The longer it took Naruto, the more hostile Maki got. Plus any lashes from the left side were never blocked, he could not see the incoming whip.
Koshi heard the sound of Maki’s whip long before he reached the training room. Mentally cringing at the thought of anyone being ‘trained’ by the violent woman, the spy stopped at the door that led in to the room that held Naruto. Through the small window the illusion master could see Maki using her whip on the blond and see the blond attempt a complicated move to stop the glass tipped whip.
The move failed and as he fell to the floor, Maki took the opportunity to get some more lashes in. The sound of the cracks and yelps echoing down the hall. Koshi moved silently and slipped in to the room, masking himself in an illusion so that neither of the rooms occupants would know he was there. He was not due to be here for another half a hour but had come early to see how the blond was handling himself.
Garaa had responded to the message the spy had sent concerning the teen currently being pummeled by the whip. It had stated to watch and if an opportunity arose, to assist getting the two teens out, without reviling that he was a spy preferably.
There was a loud crack and Maki cursed. Naruto had gotten a hold on the whip and jumped at the woman, kicking her soundly in the gut before she could block. That was one of the down falls of using that damn whip, it left to many openings. The violent woman flashed three, one handed seals, then with a bust of speed slammed her hand in to the blonds lower abdomen.
Naruto cried out and doubled over, but the bitch was not done yet and grabbed him by the throat. Her hand flared an icy blue and the blond teen could not even scream when she froze his lungs.
Koshi stood in the corner where it was easier to maintain the illusion around him and waited for Maki to release the teen from her frozen grip. Seconds ticked by, then a minute, Naruto’s chest heaved as he attempted to force air in to his lungs, but the organs themselves could not process it. Koshi knew that suffocation was a horrible thing to go through. Naruto was awake and could feel himself not breathing, the terror that he must feel as every instinct he possessed, told him to breath, but not be able to. From his ever weakening struggles the spy could tell that he was nearing his end.
Maki was not letting go and the spy dropped the illusion and stepped toward the hostile woman with his hand on the hilt of the katana that was tucked in to his belt of the formal kimono he wore.
Koshi was not only a master of illusions but an accomplished swords man as well. Between the two skills he was an outstanding assassin and that was how Orochimaru first met him. Wanting him to work as a hired killer then later deflect to the sound as soon as it was established.
The snake had never found out that Koshi and Benisato were both an alter-ego for a sand hunter-nin. Or that the Kazekage had modified the last set of orders the hunter nin had, from the assassination of the snake to a spying mission that had lasted several years.
To Orochimaru, Koshi was a loyal minion with indispensable skills that rivaled his own in the area of illusions. Maki might be under orders from the snake to be here, but the kids death was not going to be permitted and Koshi felt confident that acting on this would not bring suspicion from the snake.
“You were to train him, not kill him.”
The not quite male voice rang out through the training room and Maki sneered over her shoulder at the effeminate man.
“Get bent.”
With a flick of his thumb, the metallic sound of the sword being prepared to be drawn echoed in the room. Maki’s eyes darkened as she took the threat to heart.
“Fine, you deal with him.”
The woman dropped Naruto to the mats and stalked out of the room with out another word.
The long haired former assassin walked up to the blond teen and performed the counter for the jutsu Maki had used. Thawing his lungs and letting him breath.
Naruto woke up for what was like the third time that day and saw the kimono clad form standing over him. With a surg of panic induced energy, the blond shimmed back away from the man, women, it, that stood there.
What ever gender it was it had a soft appeal to it. Long black hair that fell to its waist. Large brown eyes on an oval face. It wore a traditional solid black kimono and there was a sword tucked in to the belt.
The guy/girl ,whatever, knelt in front of him and reached out to touch the bandage around his head covering his missing eye. Naruto flinched and looked away from the, the what ever it was that was trying to touch him. The hand paused for a moment and then started to remove the wrapping when Naruto did not try to back away again. It would be better to face it and get what ever this one wanted over with, than to drag it out.
The it was surprisingly indifferent. It was neither gentle nor ruff but very efficient. The last part of the bandage over the hollow of his absent eye stuck when Koshi tugged it off, Naruto whimpered, then looked away, ashamed for showing his pain so easily.
“Let it air out for a bit.” A flat monotone voice said, no compassion just truth.
Naruto nodded still not looking at the human in front of him.
“I’m a guy by the way. My name is Koshi and I’m to teach you genjustu.”
Naruto nodded again. At least this one was not a psycho. Koshi put the soiled bandage in a corner and picked up a tray of food he had noticed when he had entered the room, putting it in front of the wary blond.
Narutos mouth watered at the sight of food but he did not move. He would not until he found out what this ones game was.
“You should eat.”
Naruto noticed that even his voice was androgenis. It gave no hint to which chromosome was dominant. The blond slowly reached out and took the food fully expecting to have it yanked away, or something. He never looked away from the kimono clad form that was walking around him, making him nervous. When the food wasn’t taken away, the teen started devouring the first meal he had in days. His throat was un-godly sore but he had to replenish his stores of chakra somehow if he was going to make a break for it.
It was not ramen but he did not care at the moment. As soon as the first bite of food hit his stomach he felt it. That little bit of nausea that happens when you don’t eat for a while than eat something fast. The more he ate the more he felt nauseous, he ignored it, he did not know when he would eat again so he wanted to eat as much as he could right now. His stomach had a different idea and lurched, sending what he just swallowed back in to his mouth.
The blond swallowed the rebound and put one hand over his mouth. His protesting stomach lurched again and Naruto turned away so he would not throw up on the remaining food.
He retched several times, emptying his stomach of the precious food he had just eaten.
Koshi watched as Naruto puked and left to get some thing bland for him to eat and some cleaning supplies for him to clean up his mess. It did not take long to get the supplies and return to the training room. The illusion he had left in his place made it seem like he had never been gone.
Looking down at Naruto, who was curled up next to his mess, looking like he was going to be sick some more, the spy sighed. The blond looked just like he had when he was with Benisato, terrified and trying to not show it.
By now Naruto should of figured out that any unwanted behavior from him was going to be met with extreme punishment. Puking, definitely was not a wanted behavior and the sick teen was probably thinking that he was going to get hurt agin for eating to fast. The bad thing was that as his instructor and a spy, he was not permitted to be nice to him.
Koshi could not tell him that he was not going to have the shit beat out of him for something stupid and out of his control. He had to stay close to the blond and if Orochimaru thought that he was being to lenient, he would be replaced.
The effeminate man put the cleaning supplies next to Naruto and used the sword to flip him over so he was on his back looking up at him.
“You made it you clean it.”
Naruto nodded, turned green and threw up again. This time in the bucket Koshi had brought. He looked helplessly on as Koshi removed the tray of food, leaving the bandages behind.
Now this really sucked, he felt even worse than before and he was not going to get to eat. Naruto grudgingly started to clean the mess, throwing the used paper towels in to the bucket. When he was finished and the area was disinfected, he looked around for Koshi to get on with this lesson that was sure to be pain filled and humiliating.
To his surprise Koshi handed him a bowl of warm plain oat meal. A spoon lay across the top of the bowl.
“This should not upset your stomach. Just eat slowly.”
The voice did not give any hint if the man cared about him or was going about his job. Koshi set a glass of milk down and walked off, leaving him with the food as the teacher stood in a corner watching him.
Naruto was flabbergasted, this guy was almost nice to him. He had to have a twisted side to him, he did work for Orochimaru.
Naruto ate the oatmeal, drank the milk and thankfully did not throw up, even though his stomach protested a bit. When he was done he put the bucket and the dishes in the corner along with the bandages and started the lesson.
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Koshi was the only one of the three teachers that did not go out of his way to cause Naruto pain. The kimono wearing teacher was rather undefined in his teaching, he was not a psycho and out for blood, but not nice either. If Naruto did something stupid like fall for an obvious trap he would get smacked with the sword. Koshi kept his distance and had a condescending air to him, other wise he was almost nice to him. He always let Naruto eat something before they started the lesson and sometimes after the lesson as well.
Naruto knew that neither Maki nor Mushizu, the taijustu instructor, would let him eat. Most of the time Mushizu would fight him and if after 3 bouts and he still didn’t get the move he supposed to learn right, he could expect some sort of heavy handed punishment. Maki looked for any opening to beat him with the whip or some jutsu that should be forbidden from sadists.
Normally he was knocked out long before Orochimaru would come and take him to the open space to practice switching with Kyuubi. The snake would keep him out there until he was to numb to move or he passed out. Most of the time it was so cold that Naruto could see his breath and waking up on the cold ground did not help when his whole body went numb and cramped from the stress of the chakra battle with Kyuubi during the switches.
Several times he had passed out and woke the next morning in his bed and he had no clue who had put him there. He doubted that it was Orochimaru, that fucker liked seeing him in pain.
The alarm clock next to the bed went off and a whip-scared hand reached over and turned it off. 5 AM, 30 minuets before someone would come to escort him to the training room. Twice Orochimaru had come and he had not been ready, His black haired torturer had beaten the crap out of him and let Maki and Mushizu beat the crap out of him in their ‘leasons’ as well. He still had a few bruises from the last time and Kyuubi was getting pissed about having to fix him up almost every single night.
Yawning, Naruto winced and rubbed the bruise on his jaw. Mushizu had broken it yesterday, the mandible still hurt but it worked fine. It had only been a week, but Naruto had the routine down. Maki in the morning, Koshi in the afternoon, Mushizu after dinner and Orochimaru when the sun was about to set.
A week of dodging Maki’s whip, of undoing Koshi’s illusions and fighting a man who could probably brake Gui in half.
A week of being beaten by Orochimaru.
It sucked.
Naruto did not want to get up, his whole body hurt and the near constant twang from his empty stomach make him feel week, but he got up anyway, he would hurt more if he did not get up. The blond stood up and stretched, wincing as bruises from the multiple beatings were pulled. He pulled off the tattered shirt and threw it in to the hamper. The teen went through more clothes now then ever before in his life. Maki’s whip ripped them up pretty damn good and the blood stains would not come out.
Naruto turned to the dresser to get a new shirt for after his shower and saw a set of shinobi clothes and weapons sitting on top of the oak piece of furniture. It always disturbedNaruto when he found out some one had come in when he was sleeping/passed out. It just reminded him of how defenseless he was here.
A note was lying on top of the pile. Grabbing it, Naruto read the hand written note twice.
Today the real work begins.
Slowly Naruto pulled the dark garments off the dresser and started to put them on. It felt a little odd to have the stuff on. It had been a over a month time since he had a kunai holder tied to his leg or the leg and arm guards on. He did not get a flack vest but he figured he wouldn’t. On the bottom off the pile was the sound forehead protector.
Should he? Yes, if there was one thing he had learned this week it was that defying Orochimaru hurt like hell. Slowly Naruto tied it around his head.
Naruto wanted to see how he looked. He had waited for the day he would do serious shinobi work in Konoha. The day the hokage thought he was ready to be a real shinobi and stop sending him to find cats. When he would put on these clothes and go fight for every thing he stood for. The blond could not help but feel a little giddy.
Naruto walked in to the bathroom and turned on the lights. His reflection stared back at him from the mirror. If he just had the flack vest it would be perfect. This was how a shinobi was supposed to look. His eye traveled to his face, the bandage around his head, still covering his missing eye. There was a dullness to his remaining one eye that he could not explain. He looked odd with the wrapping around his head and a forehead protector on. He could pull the protector down to cover his eye then he would look like Kakashi. Naruto reached up and grabbed the forehead protector stopping when he saw the symbol on it.
It was not the Konoha leaf. He was not going to go protect the village. He was going to help a psychopath kill innocent people. Naruto noticed the bruise on his jaw and the burn scars on his hand holding the forehead protector. He was going to kill innocent people because he would get hurt by Orochimaru if he didn’t. No mater how he thought about it, it sucked. It went against every thing he stood for. Naruto pulled the forehead protector off and set it on the sink disgusted that he had put it on evan for a moment.
Konoha’s forehead protector had meant something to him. It marked him as a shinobi the same as all his peers, his friends. This one only reminded him of the horrible life he was leading here. It meant he had given up and let Orochimaru win. Naruto clenched his fists at his side and looked in the mirror. The dullness in his eye that he could not place before caught his attention.
He was giving up and it showed there. Day after day of being beaten was slowly killing off the part of him that had always fought back. Before he never gave up no matter the odds, never backed down no matter who he was up against. Now he got out of bed because he would get hurt if he didn’t.
‘ When did I become such a cowered?’
He would not help that snake bastard. He would get the hell out of here.
Naruto walked out in to the main part of the room and looked at the small window. He did not spend much time in this room. Most of his time was spent training with someone and he was numb or passed out by the time he was finished. The blond walked up to the window and looked out at the open space Orochimaru used to “train” him in.
There was no one out there at the moment. He looked at the window and found out that there was no latched to open it. If he was to escape through it he would have to break it and the noise would alert others. He could not leave through the door there were guards at the end of the hall.
So the window it was. Naruto went back to the bathroom and wrapped the forehead protector around his fist and returned to the window slamming his fist in to it. The sound of glass shattering made him freeze for a second but he quickly slammed his fist through the glass again, making the hole big enough for him to get through.
He tossed the forehead protector on to the bed not wanting to have any part of the sound and jumped out the window speeding across the rooftops and toward freedom.