Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Primitive Instincts ❯ Found ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Dagger Stiletto 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.11.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 581 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.11.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 581 | Status: Work In Progress
Primitive Instincts
Author: Dagger Stiletto
Summary: You should know by now, so screw the summary.
Disclaimer: *sigh*Really people. My name would be on the manga/anime if I owned Naruto.
Warnings: OOC, yaoi, violence, angst, blah blah blah blah….
Dagger: Sorry if I sound a bit peeved, but I’m tired, I have strep throat, and my mom has been reaming my ass about failing a semester in Algebra II. Sorry, but the teacher’s a bitch, she doesn’t know how to teach, math is not my strong suit, and the only kids who passed are suck ups.
Knives: …………….
Dagger: What? You have nothing to say, aniki?
Knives: …..
Dagger: Gee, conversation with you is riveting. Let’s just start the story.
Knives: If you value your skins, you won’t flame this.
Dagger: Shut up, Knives.
Thunder rolled, and he shivered involuntarily at the possibility that he could be caught in the rain. He hadn’t eaten since early that morning, and now he was feeling the consequences. Huddling on the lowest branch, having moved there to see if he truly was screwed, he allowed a small whimper out.
He laid there till a time around half past nine when he perked his gold, orange-tinted ears suddenly. The sound of his pack’s howls were ringing through the night, and neighboring packs that had allied themselves to the Pack Blackthat was the name they went by when differentiating from other packsanswered back, reporting that they hadn’t found their target, one they described as “the golden-furred kit with blue-ocean pools.”
It sounds sort of poetic.
Excited, joy winging through him that he was being search after rather than abandoned, he stood and listened closely. He waited for the calls to come closer, knowing that his naturally quiet yip would not be loud enough presently. After fifteen minutes of impatience, he began yapping for all he was worth, asking for help, giving away his location for any who would listen.
A rustling to his left came, and he tensed in anticipation to see who was coming for him. There was a questioning bark, and he yipped in response. He almost panicked when he saw a black wolf coming forward, but the eyes were obsidian, not yellow, and the coat blue-black, not coal. He was easily larger than the rogue, making Naruto change his opinion to this wolf being the largest he’d ever seen.
With a swirl of dazzling chakra, the wolf charged to Sasuke, and he cautiously moved into the clearing, looking carefully about for Naruto.
“Naruto? Are you here? It is all right, kit, no one will hurt you, I promise. Where are you?”
A quiet work attracted his attention above him, and his gaze shot up to the tree in front of him. The little gold fox sat there, excited that he’d been found. There was tiredness and hunger in his blue eyes. Sasuke hurried forward.
“How did you get up there?” he asked, half to himself. He stood beneath the branch, pressed himself to the trunk, and reached as high as his hand could go. It was too far up. Naruto whimpered, and Sasuke glanced around. Spotting the boulder, he pushed it to where he needed with his surprising strength and stood atop it where he could reach out and scoop the happy albeit tired fox into his arms.
More thunder rolled, and Sasuke let out a howl to proclaim his triumph, letting all other searching wolves to know Naruto had been found. Howls answered and congratulated him, and the wolves not in his pack told that they were going home. Sasuke thanked them for their assistance and ran toward his den, cradling the little fox.
All throughout that mad dash back home, Naruto snuggled to his body’s warmth.
The others were waiting for them when Sasuke came to the den; as soon as they jumped in, the sky opened up and rained torrential rivers upon the forest.
Sakura was the first to come, the worried mother-to-be fretting over the small kit that she was pretty much babying as though he was her pup as well. Naruto wobbled a little when Sasuke set him on his feet; then he sat down and allowed Sakura to search him all over for injuries. Sasuke stayed close, feeling strangely overly protective.
“How do you feel, Naruto-kun?” Sakura asked. “Do you remember to speak?”
“He spoke?” Sasuke asked, surprised as he crouched at the wolves’ level.
“Yup. He told Orochimaru to leave me alone,” she answered proudly.
“H-hungry,” Naruto suddenly said in a quiet, unsure voice, much like Hinata’s was all the time, or like a child unsure of whether he was doing right or not. He was still trembling.
Sasuke moved him further inside the cave where a fire for warmth had been built. Hinata came over with a deer steak she’d prepared, know that he’d be found. The little fox ate slowly, trying to be polite even though he was obviously starving. When he was finished, everyone headed for bed, and Sasuke picked Naruto up t carry him to his “room” to sleep with the fox pressed to his chest. They had only slept in this way for the duration of one night, but it had been long enough for the wolf leader to miss it during the two nights away from the kit.
Such fear had gone through him when he and the others had raced home at Sakura’s SOS, only to be told of what happened. He had not shown the panic roiling his belly, but the others knew him well enough to pick up on the urgency. They had spent hours searching, recruiting Shikamaru’s packShadow Packand the gentle Iruka’s packWhite Light Packto help in the search.
Now that he had the “golden-furred kit of blue-ocean pools* back with him, in his presence and pressed against his chest, curled in a tight ball, Sasuke vowed never to allow Naruto to come to harm ever again.
Not even if it meant giving up his own life for it….
~*~~*~*~*~~*~
Dagger: Well, writing has calmed me down a little, but I’m still sick. This sucks, and the chapter’s a bit small, but oh well. I edited it and tried to make it longer but still short.
Knives: Like you.
Dagger: Hey, it’s in the blood. It’s not my fault all of my relatives are short! And it’s not my fault I’m only five-foot-one.
Knives: That’s below the average height ofr the women in our part of the United States.
Dagger: By an inch! An inch! And you’re not much better, Mr. Five-Foot-Five!!
Knives: Still taller than you.
Dagger: Shorter than your uke. Hah! Take that, bastard.
Danny-boy: *rolls eyes* Review and refrain from Flames PLEASE!
Author: Dagger Stiletto
Summary: You should know by now, so screw the summary.
Disclaimer: *sigh*Really people. My name would be on the manga/anime if I owned Naruto.
Warnings: OOC, yaoi, violence, angst, blah blah blah blah….
Dagger: Sorry if I sound a bit peeved, but I’m tired, I have strep throat, and my mom has been reaming my ass about failing a semester in Algebra II. Sorry, but the teacher’s a bitch, she doesn’t know how to teach, math is not my strong suit, and the only kids who passed are suck ups.
Knives: …………….
Dagger: What? You have nothing to say, aniki?
Knives: …..
Dagger: Gee, conversation with you is riveting. Let’s just start the story.
Knives: If you value your skins, you won’t flame this.
Dagger: Shut up, Knives.
Chapter Five: Found
Naruto woke to find that it was late evening. He was sore from overusing his muscles, but he was also cold. He stood slowly, carefully, unwilling to do anything that would stress his body too much. Sighing, he scrutinized the position he was in, but there was nothing to be done about it. He couldn’t jump to the ground without hurting himself.Thunder rolled, and he shivered involuntarily at the possibility that he could be caught in the rain. He hadn’t eaten since early that morning, and now he was feeling the consequences. Huddling on the lowest branch, having moved there to see if he truly was screwed, he allowed a small whimper out.
He laid there till a time around half past nine when he perked his gold, orange-tinted ears suddenly. The sound of his pack’s howls were ringing through the night, and neighboring packs that had allied themselves to the Pack Blackthat was the name they went by when differentiating from other packsanswered back, reporting that they hadn’t found their target, one they described as “the golden-furred kit with blue-ocean pools.”
It sounds sort of poetic.
Excited, joy winging through him that he was being search after rather than abandoned, he stood and listened closely. He waited for the calls to come closer, knowing that his naturally quiet yip would not be loud enough presently. After fifteen minutes of impatience, he began yapping for all he was worth, asking for help, giving away his location for any who would listen.
A rustling to his left came, and he tensed in anticipation to see who was coming for him. There was a questioning bark, and he yipped in response. He almost panicked when he saw a black wolf coming forward, but the eyes were obsidian, not yellow, and the coat blue-black, not coal. He was easily larger than the rogue, making Naruto change his opinion to this wolf being the largest he’d ever seen.
With a swirl of dazzling chakra, the wolf charged to Sasuke, and he cautiously moved into the clearing, looking carefully about for Naruto.
“Naruto? Are you here? It is all right, kit, no one will hurt you, I promise. Where are you?”
A quiet work attracted his attention above him, and his gaze shot up to the tree in front of him. The little gold fox sat there, excited that he’d been found. There was tiredness and hunger in his blue eyes. Sasuke hurried forward.
“How did you get up there?” he asked, half to himself. He stood beneath the branch, pressed himself to the trunk, and reached as high as his hand could go. It was too far up. Naruto whimpered, and Sasuke glanced around. Spotting the boulder, he pushed it to where he needed with his surprising strength and stood atop it where he could reach out and scoop the happy albeit tired fox into his arms.
More thunder rolled, and Sasuke let out a howl to proclaim his triumph, letting all other searching wolves to know Naruto had been found. Howls answered and congratulated him, and the wolves not in his pack told that they were going home. Sasuke thanked them for their assistance and ran toward his den, cradling the little fox.
All throughout that mad dash back home, Naruto snuggled to his body’s warmth.
The others were waiting for them when Sasuke came to the den; as soon as they jumped in, the sky opened up and rained torrential rivers upon the forest.
Sakura was the first to come, the worried mother-to-be fretting over the small kit that she was pretty much babying as though he was her pup as well. Naruto wobbled a little when Sasuke set him on his feet; then he sat down and allowed Sakura to search him all over for injuries. Sasuke stayed close, feeling strangely overly protective.
“How do you feel, Naruto-kun?” Sakura asked. “Do you remember to speak?”
“He spoke?” Sasuke asked, surprised as he crouched at the wolves’ level.
“Yup. He told Orochimaru to leave me alone,” she answered proudly.
“H-hungry,” Naruto suddenly said in a quiet, unsure voice, much like Hinata’s was all the time, or like a child unsure of whether he was doing right or not. He was still trembling.
Sasuke moved him further inside the cave where a fire for warmth had been built. Hinata came over with a deer steak she’d prepared, know that he’d be found. The little fox ate slowly, trying to be polite even though he was obviously starving. When he was finished, everyone headed for bed, and Sasuke picked Naruto up t carry him to his “room” to sleep with the fox pressed to his chest. They had only slept in this way for the duration of one night, but it had been long enough for the wolf leader to miss it during the two nights away from the kit.
Such fear had gone through him when he and the others had raced home at Sakura’s SOS, only to be told of what happened. He had not shown the panic roiling his belly, but the others knew him well enough to pick up on the urgency. They had spent hours searching, recruiting Shikamaru’s packShadow Packand the gentle Iruka’s packWhite Light Packto help in the search.
Now that he had the “golden-furred kit of blue-ocean pools* back with him, in his presence and pressed against his chest, curled in a tight ball, Sasuke vowed never to allow Naruto to come to harm ever again.
Not even if it meant giving up his own life for it….
~*~~*~*~*~~*~
Dagger: Well, writing has calmed me down a little, but I’m still sick. This sucks, and the chapter’s a bit small, but oh well. I edited it and tried to make it longer but still short.
Knives: Like you.
Dagger: Hey, it’s in the blood. It’s not my fault all of my relatives are short! And it’s not my fault I’m only five-foot-one.
Knives: That’s below the average height ofr the women in our part of the United States.
Dagger: By an inch! An inch! And you’re not much better, Mr. Five-Foot-Five!!
Knives: Still taller than you.
Dagger: Shorter than your uke. Hah! Take that, bastard.
Danny-boy: *rolls eyes* Review and refrain from Flames PLEASE!