Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Fox and The Phoenix ❯ Training ( Chapter 19 )

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The Fox and The Phoenix
(Sono Kitsune Oyobi Sono Fenikusu)

Key

S.S = Sick Shit (is more than likely NC-17 and etc.)

*thinking*

"talking"

*thoughts progressing into speech"

'substitute for italics' (Kyuubi or Soriyu at times)

//telepathy//

::scene change:: (more for my reference than anything else)

~POV~
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Summary: Naruto's 6 years old, his caretaker, Iruka, was killed by bandits, and he was left orphaned. Well, until a mysterious wanderer appeared...


A/n: Sorry guys, this is a much needed filler and a break for me somewhat. I couldn't decide wether to kill Sasuke off now, later or not at all, but I've made my decision!


Chapter Nineteen: Training


~Author~


::Sasuke's Hospice Room, morning::


Well, I suppose, unfortunately for either side. Kabuto or Sasuke, however you look at it, it was a genjutsu. See, this person in the hospital bed was already dead, a corpse made to look like Sasuke. The ANBU were corpses too, apparently being moved by chakra strings, mere dead puppets. The kage-bunshin jumps back, disgusted at being fooled by such an amateur genjutsu, and releases the entire hospital from the spell. He was in the morgue, he goes up several flights of stairs, finally coming across Sasuke's room, and smirking as he withdraws the scalpel once more. Although, just as he is about to cut into the boy's neck, the scalpel disappears from his grasp.


He looks around, only to find a smiling Sanziya at the door, twirling the scalpel around on deft fingers.


"Now, now Kabuto-san, we wouldn't want to hurt Sasuke-kun would we?"


Kage-Kabuto growls, pulling a curved kunai from his back pouch, and holding it at Sasuke's throat. Sanziya doesn't waste time, going through the seals for a high level Katon, and lobbing off a fireball at the clone.


"You'd kill your own student?!"


"Not my student, foolish boy." she states, and the second layer of the genjutsu drops to reveal they're on the roof of the hospital. Kage-Kabuto poofs out, sending this knowledge to the real, bedridden one, who curses. Sanziya smiles, pocketing the scalpel and walking inside towards the elevators to go down into the real Kabuto's room, when Naruto stops her.


"Ne, kaa-san, they won't let me see Sasuke-teme, and I'm really, really, really bored, so can you train me?"


Sanziya frowns, shaking her head.


"Sorry musuko, gotta train Sasuke-teme, can't handle you both at the same time, ne? And he needs to get better with the Sharingan, and, since Kakashi went and got his ass killed, I have to do it. What do you think about getting trained by a Sannin though?"


Naruto perks up at this, listening intently.


"Really? Which one?"


Sanziya smiles, ruffling the boy's already wild hair.

"Jiraiya, or the Gama (Toad) Sannin. I think he's somewhere near the hot springs. Give this to him while you're over there, it's probably the only way he'll train you. It's also asks if he can remove those Gogyo Fuin on you too." she replies, handing him a sealed scroll.


Naruto nods, leaving the hospice as Sanziya goes to the elevator.


*If he corrupts my son...ohhh...he won't even 'remember' that he had balls!* she thinks, stepping into Kabuto's room. The white-haired genin looks over to her, sipping at a nasty looking black brew.


"Kabuto-san? I've got a bone to pick with you."


The boy mentally curses.


::Onsen (Hot Springs)::


"Hehehe, look at all the pretty ladies, hehehe." a person with long spiky white hair mutters, crouched down as he looks into a hole on the ladies side of the hot springs. Naruto frowns as he comes upon this, disgusted that his new sensei, was indeed, a pervert.


"Yo, Ero-Gama-Sannin?!" he barks, the white-haired man turns to the spiky-haired blonde, frowning.


"Shh! You trying to blow my cover kid?! Go play with your friends, I'm busy!"


Naruto growls at the man, tossing Sanziya's scroll to him. Jiraiya looks at the scroll for a bit, jaw dropping as low as possible as he looks back up to Naruto.


"Gaki...how did someone like you get ahold of Sanziya-chan's chakra seal? And don't say she gave it to you, 'cause she's been dead for twelve years!"


Naruto cocks his head to the side, not understanding the man, Sanziya wasn't dead, she was alive and well. He voices this to a steadily furious growing Sannin, who hauls him up by the collar and slaps him brutally.


"I...itsu...itsuwarimono!(Liar) She died...she killed herself sealing the Hachibi! (Eight-Tailed Beast) I saw the corpse! So don't you dare...don't you dare to stand here and tell me she's alive!"


Naruto growls at the man, rubbing his reddening cheek as he counts to ten.


~Naruto~


Don't get angry...don't get angry...it won't do you any good to get into a fight with this man. You'll lose...calm down...ichi...ni...san...yon...go...roku...shichi...hachi...


~Author~


Jiraiya continues to glare at the blonde boy in front of him, seething, and ready to punch him for spacing out while he was yelling at him, when a pulse comes from the seal. The white-haired man sighs, deciding to open the scroll, even if it was fake, and read it.


'Dear Jiraiya-san,


How are you? Yes, I know you thought I was dead, but I'm not, so before you go and hit my poor musuko (although you probably have already), go over to the hospital for proof. The rest of this letter will appear after you go there and I put a bit of chakra into it.'


Jiraiya scoffs, still not believing the woman to be alive, but taking off towards the hospice anyway.


::Hospice, 12:00pm::


Sanziya had long since come back down from talking to Kabuto, who escaped, much to her displeasure, and she also finished checking on Sasuke, satisfied that the now ten-layered genjutsu was in place. Unless someone was a Tokubetsu (Special) Jounin, like Anko or Ibiki, Sandaime Hokage, or was on par with her, (which was damn near impossible) they wouldn't get through. It took so much chakra though, and she wouldn't be able to fight or anything like that for a few hours at least.


She was just settling down for a light doze in one of the waiting rooms chairs, when Jiraiya burst into the room. The Phoenix carrier sighs, she was expecting this, but hoped that just once, someone would actually take the time to pay attention to the nature of chakra seals, and not be so...fuckin' impulsive. Standing up, she eyes the newcomers. Naruto is behind Jiraiya, an arm firmly in the pervert's grasp as aforementioned man's jaw hits the ground for a second time that day. Naruto is counting backwards from one hundred in his mind, probably in an attempt to 'not' castrate the man before him as Sanziya watches in pure mirth, snickering lightly.


"Believe yet, Ji-rai-ya-sannn?" she asks, stressing the final part mockingly.


"H-how? How are you alive? I saw when you sealed the Phoenix! You died! You had no pulse, you were dead, they...they put you in a mausoleum! How?! He really is your son?!"


Sanziya snickers, covering her mouth as Naruto opens his eyes slowly to look between the two, tsking.


"I'll tell you."


::Flashback::


"Evacuate this half of the village now!"


"But Sanziya..."


"Now! It won't do for any of you to be here for this, go now damnit!"


"Right...be careful Sanziya..."


The white haired man runs off, Sanziya sighing.

*I will...Jiraiya.* she thinks, staring down the Hachibi as she sits upon the head of her personal boss summon, Tagekiri. He was a large silver wolf, one of the Old Ones, in other words, one of the very first summons granted to the ninja world. Only those of a special blood could obtain the contract, and before that they had to complete a trial. 200 people in Sanziya's clan, all took the test, and all failed, except Sanziya. Then she married a Kazama, but apparently her clan despised the Kazama clan, so, she was banished, the clan disbanded itself in her disgrace and became nomads. Konoha had mourned the loss of the Uzumaki clan, for they were the only clan in known history with access to the Old Ones, the darkness, and many other potent Kekkai Genki (Bloodlines). It was even said that they created a synthetic version of the Sharingan Kekkai Genkai that was just as effective as the original, didn't absorb as much chakra, and didn't cause blindness in extended time periods. It apparently is also able to evolve on it's own, much like the normal one, but it used chakra to evolve to the final stage, not killing your best friend to shatter your remaining sanity.


Anyway, as Sanziya stared down the Hachibi, who she would later come to know as Soriyu, and become good friends with said bird. She asks a single question.


"Why? What have these people done to you to make you so bitter?"


The great fire bird trained his sharp eyes to her, piercing through the very soul of the woman resting atop the wolf's ample head, and puffing his feathers.


"I HAVE NO REASON, I JUST DON'T LIKE HUMANS. SOME OF YOU INSECTS HAD THE NERVE TO COME AND MURDER OUR KIND IN HIBERNATION. I NEVER FOUND WHERE THAT HUMAN WAS FROM, SO NOW ALL SHALL PAY!" he states, his great voice sending sonic booms over the entire village.


Sanziya sighs, she didn't know the entire story at this point, but she did know Soriyu was a threat, and all threats had to be dealt with. She goes through handseals quickly, Tagekiri fending off the Phoenix as she draws characters on her forehead, the inside of her palms, sides of her neck, and her stomach.


"ARE YOU CERTAIN ABOUT THIS SANZIYA? YOU KNOW THE REPRECUSSIONS IF YOU FAIL." Tagekiri asks worridly, still fighting, and Sanziya pats his large head.


"If it means saving this village, saving these people, and giving Norimu-san and all the others a second chance at life. Then so be it, the life of one for many is a noble thing indeed." she replies, finishing her sealing in the final sign which looks like the Shintenshin, and starting to spout off a long chant. "By the great and virtuous goddess that resides in death, and her mate, the Death God that deals with the departed souls of the living. I beseech you, snuff the light from this unworthy, graceless one in order to seal the beast before me, so that he may never plague this earth again. Let him be sealed until this world as we know it is dead, then release him into the pits of hell to live out the remainder of his immortal life."


Sanziya closes her eyes, mentally preparing for the onslaught of screams that would be her death as Tagekiri is forced to dissipate from heavy damage, a whispered apology passing between the two as Soriyu is bringing his clawed foot down atop the woman. She doesn't move, still holding the seal, and jumping onto his foot at the last second.


"Tenrai Gigei No Chouin: Kemono Rakuin No Jutsu! (Divine Arts of Sealing: Beast Mark Technique!)"


The screams of tailed-beast and woman could be heard all around Yarnis, and the villagers were afraid. Jiraiya was also there, and he feared the worst for the woman. After her funeral the next day he left to another village to drown his sorrows in sake, so he never saw her resurrection. Although, her resurrections had reprecussions that none would've expected. The consequences of sealing a beast, a Phoenix, had brought her back to life. However, at what cost?


The woman needed to eat no more than a fish needed to breathe air, she could eat if she liked, but it was not required.


She would forever be branded a 'freak', a half-demon, unaccepted on either side.



Also...the curse seal...with the new seal and added chakra of Soriyu, it spread, it engulfed her. Forming the woman we know today, well, without the Henge of course.


::End Flashback::


If it were humanly possible for Jiraiya's jaw to get any lower to the ground, it would be cemented there for eternity. He was gaping in comprehensively at the tri-color haired woman sitting before him, grinning a giant shit-eating grin as Naruto just stays off to the side, yawning boredly. After the man finally picks his jaw up off the floor, asking where she was all these years.


"Well, I've been back here for six years, kinda surprised you haven't noticed actually, what with your information seals scattered throughout the village. After I sealed the Phoenix I didn't expect to come back to life, so when I did it was surprising. I just went and wandered around for six years, meeting people, until I got the letter from Sarutobi-sama to come back here. But now I'm not in the mood to explain, so here." she taps the scroll. "Read that, listen to Naru-chan, and train your late apprentice's and 'my' son please? Thank you, now shoo. And next time don't hit him, pay attention to the nature of chakra seals. They can't be made if the person is dead y'know?"


With that said she poofs out, probably back to their home to catch a well-deserved nap, and Naruto smirks at Jiraiya.


"Shut up gaki." Jiraiya replies, twitching as he reads the rest of the scroll.


'Now that you know I'm not dead, I have a favor to ask. Train my musuko over there will you? I would, but I have to train Sasu-kun's adeptness with the Sharingan. So pwease train him? Thankies!' There's a chibi drawing of her doing the peace sign in the corner.


'P.S: Oh yeah, almost forgot. Corrupt him, you perv you, and end up like this.'


There's an arrow pointing down, and a 'very' graphic drawing of what looks like Tagekiri stabbing his claws into the Gama Sannin's crotch. Jiraiya 'eeps', throwing the scroll across the room. Naruto catches it, skimming the length, and wincing at the picture.


::Onsen, 3:00pm::


"Alright, first things first, we're gonna remove those Gogyo, so lift up your shirt, and mould some chakra."


Naruto does so, the three seals appearing on his stomach as Jiraiya's fingers on both hands start to glow blue.


"Gogyo Kaiin!" he cries, striking Naruto once in the abdomen with his left. The boy grunts in pain, trying to remain upright as Jiraiya slams the other glowing hand into his abdomen as well with another shout of 'Gogyo Kaiin!' At this final strike the boy's knees buckle beneath him, sending him to the ground to cough violently as the breath is forced out of him.

"Damn! -wheeze- You didn't -cough- have to hit me, -wheeze, hack- that fucking hard! -cough, wheeze, hack- Naruto tells him, glaring up at the white-haired pervert as he regains his breath.



"If I didn't the unsealing wouldn't have..." he's cut off as he looks down at the boy's stomach once more, the seals were still there, they hadn't released themselves in the slightest. "The hell? Why didn't it work?"


Naruto tilts his head, wondering that as well, but letting the man attempt the unsealing again. No effect. The blonde is on the ground wheezing as Jiraiya frowns.


"It's because of those double-layered Gogyo, in theory, one Gogyo can disrupt the spiral seal, and another will right it. However, because they were put on so far apart in time from each other, it's screwed up. Kyuubi's in a somewhat forced hibernation, she probably won't wake up until three or four years from now."


Naruto's heart stills at these words, feeling pangs of guilt go through his body, but he nods understandingly. Poor nee-chan...


"Now try water walking, same concept, constant flow of chakra." Jiraiya states, seemingly unaware of his thoughts. Naruto nods numbly, stepping out onto the hot water easily, but Jiraiya smiles.


*Perfect.*


"Katon: Gamayu Endan! (Fire Blowing)" he yells, blowing out pure fire at the boy, who yelps, losing his concentration, and falling into the boiling water.


"Ahhhh! Hot!" he yelps, jumping back up just in time to catch a faceful of flames. "Grrr..Ero-Sannin..."


*Good, baka gaki's back to normal, it'll do him no good to mope.*


The look on the blonde's face scared our favorite Ero-Sannin, he looked so much like Sanziya when he was pissed, and his angry aura was raw killing intent. He laughed and sweatdropped, telling him that to battle on water he'd need to have complete concentration or he'd end up boiled in no time.


::Three hours later, like 6:00pm now::


Our formerly handsome Kyuubi-vessel lay sprawled out beside the onsen, breathing hard, his entire body flame red; blackened in some places, and cursing his new teacher for being a perverted sadist. Said pervert was currently 'researching' for his next book, Naruto sighed, getting to his feet, getting dressed, but not bothering to put on his black coat, instead, vying to only wear the thin fishnet shirt.


"Okay, we've got the concentration thing down, so teach me something else, Ero-Sannin."


Jiraiya's eye twitches, but otherwise he seems unaffected, turning around with a seemingly evil smile.


"Alright gaki."


The two soon find themselves knee-deep in a discussion about many different things, and Jiraiya finally decides something.


"Ok, then I'll just teach you to summon!" he states, summoning a large orange toad with a scroll wrapped up in it's long tongue. "You'll be summoning the greatest animal of all! Toads!"


He does a little retarded pose at these words, Naruto rolls his eyes, and hears a growl from the back of his mind. Was that Kyuubi? Did he imagine it?


"Oh 'heeeell' no! You're not summoning 'toads' Naru-chan, they're disgusting and I hate them!" a voice states from behind him, Naruto's head turns around so fast he gets whiplash, straining to see his tank-top clad and now yawning mother. Jiraiya, who of course is livid that his favorite animal was insulted, retaliates by asking what Sanziya-'sama' thinks the boy should summon. All the while staring at the outline of her boobs in the tanktop as she glares daggers at him for getting a nosebleed.


"My son should summon something better than toads, I think he should go through the trial of the Old Ones like I had to."


Jiraiya eyes her critically, frowning.


"No, he should summon toads like his father before him..." the man claps a hand over his mouth, realizing the implications of what was just said as Sanziya's eyes widen considerably. "Shimatta..."


Naruto looks at Jiraiya, tilting his head.


"'You' knew my father?"


"Erm..."


"What was he like?"


"Eh..."


A vein twitches in the boy's head, face twisting in anger as he grabs the white-haired man's collar, shaking him.


"Tell me, goddamn you!"


Sanziya snickers at the Sannin's expense, but grabs Naruto's wrist as he's about to punch him.


"Now, now, I don't think that's wise. You'll find out about your dad soon, but not right now. So calm down."


Naruto rounds on her instead, tears streaming down his cheeks, hands shaking as he clenches and unclenches them.


"Why won't you fucking tell me? How is that such an S-class secret that I can't know who my own bloody father is?!"


The Phoenix woman looks down, tears sparkling in her eyes, not replying.


"Answer me goddamnit!" he yells at her, gritting his teeth, nails digging into his palms hard enough to draw blood. "I...hate...I hate that you feel the need to keep things from me...and...I hate you kaa-san! I hate you both!"


The two elder shinobi watch silently, painfully, as Naruto turns and runs away, off towards their home.


"Well, that didn't go well hm?"


Jiraiya 'hms' in agreement as he turns around to Sanziya.


"Oh well, he's tough, he'll get over it. He does need to learn something, though now I don't think he'll want you teaching him, or wish to even 'see' me for that matter, so..." she bites her thumb, swiping it down a previously unnoticed intricate tattoo on her uncovered shoulder. "Kuchiyose no Jutsu!" (If you don't know that...then you're either f-ing slow or not a Naruto fan, but it's 'Summoning Technique' for the record.)


She slams her hand into the ground, seals spreading outward as a small grey wolf appears in a poof of smoke with a meager looking scroll tied around it's neck by a worn earthy cord.


"Hi Tagekoro-kun."


"Hi Sanziya-chan, who's signing the contract now, ne?" it asks, scratching it's ear as it looks at her quizzically. She holds out Naruto's jacket, it having been forgotten in his rage and the wolf buries his nose into the fabric, inhaling the boy's unique scent.


"Alright, I'll find him, you want him to sign the contract right? He smells similar to you, your son?"


Sanziya nods silently, and the wolf takes off.


Jiraya watches Sanziya warily for the woman wasn't as calm as she appeared. He could tell, a twitch here, the look in her eyes, everything about her screamed 'I'm really on edge, don't mess with me!', well, to a fellow trained shinobi of course. He frowns, not being able to see through the Henge she has on, but knowing it's there.


The flicker of strain to maintain it would show every so often, so he puts his hands together in the tora symbol, yelling 'Kai!' Her minute of disorientation was in his favor, the entire Henge dropped, revealing just how little was left of her humanity. She doesn't do anything other than turn to him, her face stunningly blank, as he stares on in shock.


"You told me you sealed it!"


"My will wasn't strong enough to contain it."


"So what, you're just going to give up?!"


"You know as well as I that when he wants something he never stops."


"Then fight back!"


"There's no point."


Jiraiya is furious at her words, and punches her full out in the jaw. She skids back a few feet, a bruise already forming and healing, but otherwise makes no move to retaliate.


"Don't give me that crap! You know that you'd rather die than go to him! And by the looks of it you've already tried!" he growls, grabbing her arm to glare at the faint white lines marring the now discoloured blue skin. "The Sanziya I know wouldn't give up so easily! She'd fight to the very end, and...and she wouldn't be a fucking coward like you're being right now!"


Sanziya, hiding her eyes, doesn't deny his claim, though nor does she acknowledge it, she just pulls her arm gently from his grasp, and starts to walk away. Jiraiya isn't ready to let her go just yet however, grabbing her shoulder to pull her around to him. She growls, opening her eyes to reveal a fully activated synthetic Mangekyou Sharingan, the tomoe spinning wildly.


"You wouldn't."


"Try me."


Jiraiya smirks, not letting her go, thinking she wouldn't make a move against the great Gama Sannin, he was just as powerful as she was. A puny Genjutsu from her wouldn't do anything, even if it was the Tsukiyomi...right?


"You have ten seconds. Juu...Kyuu...Hachi" she states, and the application of more chakra causes her curse seal marks start to glow a golden-tangerine color, the infinity-like marks burning the Sannin's skin badly, but he refuses to let her leave.


"Shichi...Roku..."


Sanziya glares hard at the man, counting down as her three previously separate tomoe merge into what looks to be a three-pronged curved shuriken type shape.


"Go...Yon..."


Jiraiya blinks, not believing that she's about to even think of doing this, maybe that curse seal was screwing with her mind.


"San...Ni..."


"Sanziya! Goddamnit, fight the seal! This isn't you, I know it isn't!" he yells, shaking her, and by his own will or not, he looks into her eyes just as she hits 'ichi', casting the illusion.


"Tsukiyomi."


::A few seconds later::


The Phoenix jinchurikki walks swiftly away from the onsen, Jiraiya's limp form on her back. What had she done?


*Have I lost that much control? I just cast a damn Tsukiyomi on an ally, and didn't even know it! What kind of fucking monster am I?*


'Sanziya, you're not the monster, that hebi Orochimaru is.'


*But I...*


'If I hear one more word of self-pity come from your mouth I'm gonna come out there and slap you. None of this is your fault, it's the influence of that seal, you've had it for sixteen years, 1and personally I'm surprised you've managed to keep it that sedated for 'that' long. It's flaring up again, and there's nothing you can do except kill the bastard that gave it to you. I'll help you contain it until then.'


*-sigh- Thank you Soriyu.*


::S&N's House, 9:00pm::


As Sanziya comes into the house, she notices something is 'off'. Naruto wasn't there, so she figured he was out doing his trial with Tagekoro, that is, until said wolf came out from the boy's room, looking beaten and bloodied. She dumps Jiraiya on the couch, ensuring with medical jutsu that he'd recover fully, and sets to work on Tagekoro.


"What happened Tagekoro-kun? Where is Naruto?" she asks, patching up some of his deeper wounds, and hoping what she feared hadn't come to pass once more. Tagekoro whines, nuzzling her wandering hands.


"They took him, -pant- some of the people that live around here I think. -gasp-" the wolf replies, having trouble breathing for having three broken ribs. "I don't know, -deep breath- I could sniff them out if I tried hard enough."


::Meanwhile...in an underground weapon's forge::


Naruto was hanging from the wall by chains, looking crucified, but without the cross. His legs hung down free, and that only put more strain on his upper body. His captor(s) wanted it this way he surmised.


"Well, we finally have you don't we demon brat?" a voice asks, its owner cloaked in shadow, they smelled exactly like the person at the Chuunin Exams who tried to trick him.


The boy sighs, mentally rolling his eyes. Was this the best they could come up with? He'd been through worse.


*Yes,* he thinks with a visible shudder. *Much worse.*


"Aw...is my pretty little demon afraid?" the person asks, stepping from the shadows, pink hair brightening the room as she draws a kunai. "You'll pay for what happened to him little boy, oh yes, you'll fucking pay."


Naruto growls at the woman, she was the one who messed up their home, she was the cause of so much pain over the last six years, she smelled like the shithead who had the fucking nerve to impersonate Iruka otou-san!


"You fucking cunt! Let me down from here you slutty bitch so I can kick your fat, ugly, pink-haired ass!" The woman ignores the insults, ears burning from such heated language, as she goes through handseals. "I'm gonna kill you, you motherfucking shithead! I'm gonna bust your head into tiny...-" the boy's tirade of anger is cut short as the woman finishes her seal, grabbing the sides of his head near his temples. "I'll rip your intestines out your own ass and...! Wait...what the hell are you doing?!"


He struggles, trying to get away from the unknown, true fear now showing in his eyes as her own eyes glow in what could only be the most horrendous kinjutsu ever created. How she learned it, he knew not, but it didn't bode well for the blonde. He couldn't close his eyes, something was keeping him from resisting. A drug? Or maybe his own fear?


Yes, a drug, he was hopped up on liquid fright, on adrenaline.


"Waza no Meimu: Atamagaokashii Toukai!" (Art of Illusion: Insane Destruction)


::Naruto's mindscape, S.S ahead (verbal abuse)::


Any previous thoughts of killing the woman that was before him are wiped clean, as well as anything else, and he finds himself before Kyuubi's cage. The fox demon is now awake and worried. The voice of the woman in the real world rings in his mind.


"That's right you little demon bastard, 'who's' going to kill 'who' now?!"


She quickly wraps her tails around the shivering boy through the gate, enveloping him in warmth as memories in the form of different weapons bombard Kyuubi's tails.


'You'll be fine Naru-chan, just bear it. Don't break, don't break, let me protect you.'


"You should've died at the very beginning!"


Soon they dissipate all together with curses from Kyuubi of course, locked behind the gate as the various memory-weapons slash, cut, stab and tear at Naruto's mental body. The woman's words destroying him as well. He was breaking again, his mental body seeming to get fuzzier as the weapons continue the assault.


"You're nothing but shit! A worthless little damned piece of shit!"


Screams echo throughout the corridor and he soon drops to the ground, the dark murky water of the sewers tinged crimson by his pooling blood, pouring unrestrained from his body. Limply he lay, scarcely breathing as growling sounds behind him, and he doesn't bother to shudder in fear, though he was so afraid. Extremely, extremely afraid. He felt like his heart was being crushed.


Poor little boy.


"Not even that faking bitch cunt you call a mother can save you from this! You're not gonna live to see the next sunrise, you didn't deserve to be conceived!"


He doesn't move, eyes blank yet shining with unshed tears, Kyuubi unable to help him and yet crying for him anyway.


A fragile porcelain he was, drop that porcelain and it shall shatter. So close to the edge he was.


"You're a fucking little pathetic monster, look at you, writhing in pain against the wall!"


*Mama...*


A slap is heard.


*I'm sorry...*


"Did you like it when that man fucked you?!"


*I'm so sorry mama...*


Another slap is heard.


*I'm sorry nee-chan.*


"Answer me...answer me...you filthy good-for-nothing whore!"


*Sasuke...*


Another slap.


*Sakura...*


"You're nothing but a needy little whore aren't you?!"


*If I wasn't so worthless, if I wasn't a demon, would they love me?*


Punching is heard now.


*If I were gone, no one would have had to die...*


"He died, but you didn't! You were supposed to bleed to death right there!"


*I am just a whore, they just use me and toss me aside. Just kill me...*


Kicking, scratching, crying.


*I want to die...*


"That bitch saved you though, and murdered my precious husband! I'll get her too, yes, she'll get the same treatment as you, you little slut!"


*Please...*


Sounds of chains being unshackled are heard, as well as men's voices.


"He ready for us yet, Sukari?"


Panting is heard, the shuffling of feet and undoing of zippers.


"Yeah, go for it. Make him see what a little slut he is, make sure he doesn't pass out, do 'everything' you can think of to him as rough as possible, then stab a kunai in his lung so he can drown in his own putrid demonic blood."


~More S.S ahead (heavy sexual abuse), may make you sick, skip ahead if need be~


::Real World::


"No more...please...kaa-san..." Naruto eeks out, tears streaming down his swollen and bloody cheeks. The woman, now dubbed Sukari, sneers, grabbing his face in her hands, slashing at the whisker marks with a kunai.


"Your mama ain't coming to save you this time boy, you're all ours now." she purrs malevolently.


"Kaa-san..."


"Shut up!" she growls, punching him in the jaw, blood staining her knuckles. "You have no right to even cry, you should be honored to pay for all your sins demon! You should be honored we're even going to take the time to kill you after this! So enjoy, my little slut."


Sukari walks away and stands off to the side, feeling no remorse as she watches the blonde being raped and abused. The men had managed to get the chains to hang from the ceiling, resulting in them stringing Naruto up so that he was spread-eagle in mid-air.


*Where was mother?*


One of them was buried to the hilt in the boy's ass, the steady pour of blood making his conquest even slicker, another had his length in the boy's mouth, wild with abandon. Apparently he didn't care if his victim was responsive or not, the boy certainly wasn't reciprocating, his eyes were half-shut, head lolling back on his shoulders, and he just hung lazily from the chains.


*I can't find her.*


The left side of his face was swelling up from Sukari's earlier punch, and his tears drop onto the dusty floor, blood pouring from the whisker marks to soak into his hair. He probably wouldn't be moving if it weren't for the men thrusting into his haggard body. They beat heavily across the tender flesh of his stomach with whips and chains, making him bleed more, and the whiteness of the kanji craved into his abdomen shows up clearly against the pure red.


*Please mother...*


Kyuubi's fast healing him only made it worse, such pain as the wounds closed desperately only to have fresh ones made. The man splitting him open anew each time his orifice grew new tissue, but he wouldn't scream, couldn't for the man's length that occupied his mouth.


*Did you hate me...?*


He bites down on the man's member, hard. Screaming, the man pulls away quickly, only to lose his manhood. Bleeding all over the place from his crotch, he pays no heed as he grabs a large piece of hot metal from a nearby oven, slamming it to the area to kill the blood flow. Naruto quickly spits the man's severed member to the ground, knowing he's gonna get hell for that.


*I only want for your happiness...*


"Ahhhh!" he hisses in pain, taking the metal and replacing it on the oven, only to grab another piece; slamming it into the boy's chest like a brand. Naruto screeches in hellish agony, back arching in pain as the steel melts through his flesh, leaving scorched bone and blood for all to witness. Sukari, still off to the side, smiles as she comes over with what looks to be a flat-edged cattle prod. The tips of which were glowing with pure reddish-orange evil.


*Maybe you'd be treated normally if you didn't agree to take care of me. If you had never came back to this village...then you wouldn't be hated, I'd be dead, and everyone could go on with their lives.*


"You know what I'm gonna do bakemono (monster)?" she asks, stroking the tears from his anguished face almost lovingly. He doesn't respond, little hics and sobs leaving his mouth with the occasional 'kaa-san' thrown in. The pink-haired woman growls, grabbing his hair and pulling downward on it. "Answer!"


*It's too much to ask you to save me, isn't it?*


"I-i-iie..." he croaks, throat hoarse from screaming so much. She smiles, shifting the cattle prod in her hand and letting the hand gripping his hair come up to hold his head steady.


*I'm sorry I've caused all this trouble.*


"Poor baka gaki." she states, laughing as she brings the tips closer to his face.


"Just kill me..." he pleads as she slams the poker tips into his dull sapphire orbs. The man fucking him pays no heed, continuing as the boy's body arched in pain once more, loving the tightness enclosing around his member. He should have payed more attention though, they all should've, then they would've noticed the red chakra emanating from their blonde prisoner.


"Alright kid, you deserve that much at least." Sukari states, finally satisfied as she withdraws a kunai from her pouch.


"Aw...and you were such a good fuck." the man that was screwing him states into his ear, licking the outside. Tears leak from the boy's blackened eyes as he attempts to recoil from the touch. "Oh well. Bye-bye...my little toy."


Sukari smiles as she brings the kunai down to the boy's chest, ready to put on that extra force and slam it into his lung.


~S.S done~


::With Sanziya and Tagekoro::


"Whoever kidnapped him knows how to mask scents well, but I smell the strong scent of blood a few meters away. Come on, it's potent, must be fresh." the wolf states, sniffing the ground eagerly. Then suddenly, they both stop, the waves of Kyuubi's chakra and killer intent rushing over them.


*Naruto...my baby...my baby boy...* Sanziya thinks, growing increasingly worried as she increases her pace substantially. "I'm not gonna let them kill you Naruto, just hang on!"


Tagekoro looks up to her as they run, a smile appearing on his face, followed by a frown. He didn't know what she'd do if the boy was...no, better to not think that...


::Back with Naruto::


Our blonde has slaughtered the woman, and her many subordinates that came to help, including the ones that raped him. He didn't take pleasure in this however, his previously blackened eyes were blank, a dark cerulean now, holding the look of someone who has seen much carnage over few years as he crushed the screaming Sukari's head in hand. If he were to look at you in this state, you would see no life in the boy's eyes, only your own reflection. He had the look of a haunted Vietnam veteran, not a young boy of twelve, it was scary, and this is how Tagekoro and Sanziya came to find the boy.


He was still strung up by the chains, coated in the warm, crimson, sticky, coppery-scented blood of his slain captors, as well as some of their 'other' sticky bodily fluids. Clothes torn, almost non-existent from the rape as well as the bloody brawl. His entire body leaked blood, open wounds tried to heal, but couldn't. Kyuubi had exhausted too much of her chakra destroying those sick people. A slew of new kanji had joined the now bloody 'demon' on his stomach, placed there a few minutes before the slaughter after Sukari had burned out his eyes, which Kyuubi managed to heal as much as she could so as to not leave permanent damage to his sight. They read as 'toy', 'monster', and 'whore'.


Tagekoro wrinkles his sensitive nose at the stench of the vermilion life liquid and the scent of other things. Sanziya immediately goes to his side, knowing full well that all the others are dead and about to check for any injuries when a keening cry rings out from the boy.


"Get away!!!! Don't touch me!!!!" he screeches, letting his head fall back as he whimpers pathetically, fearful deer-like ocean blue eyes now trained on the woman. Sanziya draws back, looking him over silently, and seeing the faint remnants of chakra lingering around his temples.


"What did they do to you musuko?" she asks, whispering so as not to upset him as she works out of the boy's sight to get him down.


"Don't touch me...you'll dirty yourself..."


"Poor kid." Tagekoro states, Naruto flinching at the sound of his voice so that the wolf immediately silences himself, not wanting to upset the child anymore.


Sanziya chokes up at the words leaving her son's mouth, finally getting him down and hugging him. He stiffens against her then relaxes, recognizing her scent, but he doesn't stop murmuring.


"I told you..." he gathers some strength, pushing the woman off of him. "Not to touch me...stay away kaa-san, lest this worthless blood stains your flesh."


He turns away from her, the blood on his skin glistening in the firelight of the forge as he picks among the remains, looking for something decent to wear.


"Naruto..." she sighs out, looking at the broken child as he steps around gingerly, unsympathetic; picking the oversized shirt from one of the dead men. He then growls in disgust, catching a glimpse of the corpse's face. It was one of the men who had did 'that' to him; without paying heed to his shoeless state, he stomps into the side of the man's head and effectively crushes his head to pulp. He brings his foot up once more, uncaring of it's now reddened state, and slams it down one more time.


"I don't want pity, I already know I'm pathetic."


Sanziya growls, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists.


"If I weren't here you could be free to roam...yes...then maybe those people would still be alive...or been avenged by now at least..."


Tagekoro looks to the woman in alarm, smelling the blood from her hands as her nails bite into the skin. The memory of something his father had said came to him.


'She was crying, clutching someone's head in her hands as she watched the pale hebi slaughter the rest. There was a second, when her face darkened, and she looked to be a demon. However, it came and went so quickly, I thought it was a trick of the firelight. That night, she went insane, trying to do anything she could to die, but I wouldn't let her. I watched over her for the better part of the night, persuading her, until she finally listened. Now, while I don't think she's been particularly following her words to the 'tee', she's not dead yet. She loved that land, and it broke her to see that happen; she may seem happy, but it's a false smile. If she ever summons you my son, mention nothing of Yarnis' downfall.'


Tagekoro sighs, wanting very much to lay down and cover his eyes with his paws as he shook his head. This would only end badly, but he couldn't necessarily do much to stop it.


"Then none of this would've happened." Naruto says as they go above ground and towards the Hokage's office to report this incident before someone else finds it and tries blaming this on them.


The Phoenix jinchurikki shakes, trying to keep her anger in check, but the blonde boy doesn't seem to notice.


"...And all those people would still be living..."


He looks up to the sky, rain starting to fall and rinse away the bittersweet carmine clinging to his skin.


"And I would be dead, as it should be."


SLAP!


The woman finally loses her composure, laying a heavy-handed slap upon the boy's cheek. The blood flow from the whisker marks increases, coating her hand in a thin sheen of scarlet as Naruto staggers back into the wall of a building.


"Don't ever say that! They have told you nothing but lies! All life...all life deserves to live! And you are no exception Naruto!" she screams at him, breathing hard, and pushing her now wet hair behind her ear, leaving a red trail across the side of her face. The soaked blonde sitting on the ground, cowering against the wall; his head down to his knees and arms wrapped around himself.


He was mumbling something unintelligible, too low for either of them to hear. Tagekoro goes closer to understand what the boy is saying.


"Sorry...so sorry...don't make me go back...no...please...please...please. No more...won't say anything else...just can't go back...please...don't hit me...don't send me back...ple-..." he chokes up at this last bit, drowned out by his sobs.


Sanziya runs a hand through her hair, looking away from the boy and to the sky, taking out a cigarette and shielding it from the water as she lights it. Sighing and drawing the smoke into her lungs, she holds the lighter lightly, flicking it on and off under the cover of her hand as the rain soaks her through to the bone. She flicks it one last time, finally throwing it into the sky and slicing it in two pieces with her sword. The Phoenix woman would never draw another breath of the cancer inducing smoke as long as she lived, however long that may be.


"I can't apologize for that Naruto, but know that I'll 'never' send you back."


None would be physically sick that day, but there were other sicknesses, and they were contagious. No matter what the experts say.


*You are my light, my darkness, my joy, my sorrow, but first and foremost....you are my baby boy.*


::A month later::


He still flinched at any loud noise, shied away from almost everyone, generally absorbed himself in training and taking many showers, occasionally whispering unintelligibly to himself about blood still staining his skin or something to that effect, and almost dropped out of the final exams.


His sight was returning gradually, and he could now make out slight outlines of people, but it'd be a bit before his could truly see again. So he mostly identified people by their scent for the moment. It hurt him to walk for a while, and he was bedridden for two weeks in the trauma ward. Dr. Kotimo thought it was a miracle he hadn't gone insane, even most jounin couldn't take that kind of pain for long. Once more, once again, like last time, the kanji scars didn't heal.


He knew he had a match coming up, and he wasn't really up for it mentally, but physically he'd make it. Kyuubi had tried her best to piece his shattered psyche back together, and she had managed to help him regain some form of self, but he was still 'extremely' skittish. He wouldn't let anyone except Haku touch him, anytime anyone else made a mistake and accidentally did, he screamed bloody murder, running away to lock himself inside his room for the remainder of the day.


At least until Haku managed to coax him out. He knew internally that Haku was a guy, of course, but sight didn't register that, he just looked so much like a woman. Also, the boy's hands weren't as heavily calloused like men's hands were...like those ruthless shinobi's hands.


The news of Haruno Sukari's death, as well as those following under her, spread fairly quickly, but any thoughts of the execution of the demon vessel standing before the Council and Hokage were immediately squashed and due to good reason. Once the chakra around his temples had been analyzed, and the kinjutsu used was revealed, no one saw fit to blame the boy for what he had done. Even the most unemotional ninja would crack under 'that' kinjutsu.


Surprisingly enough, he decided to allow Jiraiya to teach him the Toad Summon. As long as the oldman didn't touch him. After mastering that; the blonde having summoned Gamabunta, who kinda scared him. He made his way through his own Old Ones trial, winding up with a huge glittering golden dragon as his personal boss summon, named Akiro.


"AH, LITTLE ONE, YOU HAVE PASSED MY TEST AND NOW HAVE PERMISSION TO SUMMON MYSELF, AND ANY SUBORDINATES AS YOU PLEASE."


The blonde, prideful that he's the second (and currently last) person of the Uzumaki bloodline to master such power, sighs contentedly atop the dragon's head. Albeit he was a little afraid of Akiro as well.


::Meanwhile...during Sasuke's training...::


Our raven-haired Sharingan user was faring much better than the blonde in the mental department of course, and Sanziya, no matter how worried she was about her son, was obligated to train the boy to the best of her abilities. She didn't mind, and drilled him more than a sergeant in the military would. He didn't complain, but at the end of these little sessions, he had no more energy to stand, much less complain. However, whenever he did complain, this was said to him.


"If you've got the energy to whine like a little bitch, you've got the energy to do something about it. Now come at me with all you've got!"


This went on for a while, until she decided to teach him something truly useful. It involved changing one's chakra into another element, wether you had an affinity for it or not.


And yes, I know you are all thinking 'Chidori' in your little one track minds, but this is far from it.


This is a single move, unheard of by many ninja, called 'Kanshiki' (Judgement). It was fire-based, a pretty powerful move, much like a Palm Fireball, but...well, a hell of a lot more destructive. It formed like a Gogyo Fuuin seal would, but then you blew the flames from your fingertips, and they grew into orbs of flame much larger than a Gokakyuu Fireball. It was a genjutsu essentially, the person would feel like they were being incinerated by the flames of hell, while actually getting burned. Although not as severely, but hell if you didn't wanna give up after that.


He worked for days on perfecting this technique, only to learn that when he did, he would only be able to use it once a day. Lest he exhaust his entire chakra system, thus resulting in a coma, or worse, death. He didn't have the proper reserves for such a technique really, but even so, he didn't care anyway.


'Why does Father praise you and not me, nii-san?'


'I'm the barrier you must overcome, so you and I will continue to exist together. Even if you hate me.'


*Itachi...*


'Why did you do this onii-san?!'


'To measure my capacity.'


*I'll hunt you down...*


'Don't do that to Mother and Father! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me, Aniki!'


'Foolish otouto, if you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me, and survive in an unsightly way. Run, run, and cling to life.'


*And slit your throat.* Sasuke thinks, turning over in his bed, thoughts of revenge lingering as the curse seal grows stronger.


::In the rest of Konoha::


Sakura was headed to Naruto's house, a bouquet of mixed flowers in hand. No, she wasn't angry at him over her mother's death and just being courteous. Far from it actually, she was -pardon the term- fucking elated. Her mother had been abusing her badly ever since her father's death, it was only with her slight knowledge of healing that she survived not being killed. The bruises didn't fade right away, but thankfully no one had noticed.


The girl hadn't spared a tear at her mother's funeral, nor that of the other men. She knew her mother was at fault, she knew that the man who impersonated Iruka and Sanziya had been sleeping with her mother. That was why he smelled so much like her, her mother was so stupid. She had gone as far as to steal the boy's medical records from the hospital 'and' the report of what happened to Iruka as well as the boy six years prior from the Hokage's records. That was how she had gotten such an apt henge for the man, the forensics had taken many pictures of the slaughtered Iruka.


But now, she was dead. Sakura was going to thank a certain blonde, unknowing that though the idea was sincere, it may not have necessarily been a good one...


::Naruto's house::


The boy screamed a silent scream, pitching anything and everything at the Haruno girl now attempting to console him. Haku has to restrain the boy from causing her any harm, asking over Naruto's sobs into his shoulder why she was here.


"I've come to apologize for my rash actions in the past, I've realized he wasn't at fault for any of this...and I wanted to see how he was doing after what my mother did. Also, I wanted to give him these." she finishes, scoffing as she says 'mother', and thrusting the flowers out to Haku.


Naruto hics and sobs into Haku's kimono, his little whimpers not making much sense as he just shakes his head violently.


Haku runs his hands through the frightened boy's hair, murmuring soothing words.


"Shh...no one's going to take you anywhere. Except to bed. Come on now, shh..." he states, motioning Sakura to sit on the couch as he leads Naruto down the hall to his room.


She does so, waiting for the black-haired boy to return so that they can talk, and takes a good look around the room, setting her flowers on the table. Intricate drawings and paintings litter the walls, no wall was left bare, but if one looked hard enough you could still see the faint words written in red paint that the quartet hadn't completely gotten cleaned. She gets up, going over to a painting of a roosting phoenix with a flame haired man lounging below under a tree, trying to find any signature around the bottom. Finally finding it, she gasps in wonder.


'Fenikusu Soriyu. By: Sanziya Amari Uzumaki-Kazama.'


"I had no idea she could paint...this is beautiful..." the girl breathes out, still in awe as she looks over to a painting of Kyuubi in the same style, except the woman was sitting and doing calligraphy. "Amari...Kazama...where have I heard those names before?"


Creak.


Her head snaps around at the sound of the front door opening, only to see Zabuza and Sanziya stepping in, laden with groceries. She goes to help, and Sanziya eyes her silently, confused.


"Why're you here?" she asks, raising an eyebrow as she sets a bag of groceries on the table. There was no malice in her tone, it was just a simple question really. The woman begins unpacking the paper bags, earning an odd look from Sakura as she nuzzles a package of cup Ramen lovingly.


Hell, what could she say, who 'didn't' want to nuzzle the Food of the Gods?


"Yeah, why the hell 'are' you here? And where's Naruto?" Zabuza chimes in, putting things into the fridge and cupboards, but glaring at her all the same. His voice however, had no love lost for the remaining Haruno.


Sakura sets what bags she helped with down, wincing at Zabuza's tone, and turning to answer when Haku enters the kitchen.


"Shhh, whisper, Naru-chan's sleeping." the two elder jounin nod, looking at the boy expectantly; waiting for an answer to the hanging 'why?' Haku nods, continuing. "He freaked out when Sakura-san showed up at the door. She must look a lot like her mother or something, but I gave him his medication and put him down for a nap. He'll be fine, so we all need to talk. There are issues to work out."


That said, he goes over to the counter to start tea. Sanziya looks around the kitchen at everyone, shrugging, and finishing putting up the groceries. Zabuza growls, doing the same as Sakura is shooed into the living room with a vase of ice-cold water by Haku. The boy saying that the atmosphere was very tense in the kitchen at the moment.


She retrieves her flowers from the table, unwrapping the green paper from around them, and setting them carefully into the vase. A few moments later Haku and the others exit the kitchen, coming to sit down as well, Haku setting down a kettle near the vase and handing out cups full of the green liquid before he takes a seat. Sanziya setting down little saucers of tea cakes for everyone as well before taking a seat herself. Zabuza sips at his tea carefully, so as not to burn his tongue.


All eyes are on a slowly blushing Sakura.


"Well?" he prompts, placing his half-empty cup on the table, only to pick up a cake.


Sakura stares into her teacup, sighing as she explains everything from beginning to end. Why she was so mean, why she suddenly turned over a new leaf, what her mother did, how she didn't figure it out until it was too late, and why she desperately wanted to apologize to Naruto for it all.


Zabuza snorts, biting down into yet another small cake, Sanziya contemplates things as she sips her tea, and Haku leans back in his chair, eyes closed. A haze of distortion later and Soriyu is laying across the back of the couch, startling Sakura.


"Who're you?!" she asks, bewildered as the Phoenix yawns and stretches, waving a hand carelessly at her.


"I'm Soriyu, little chick. Calm down, it's so annoying when you yell." he states, yawning


The others snicker despite themselves, watching Sakura interact with the flame-haired man.


"You're that Phoenix on the wall?!!!" she screeches, ignoring his earlier warning. Haku shushes her, reminding her of Naruto's sleeping state.


"Yes... and you can apologize later. He's too unstable as of now. Fix your hair a different way, get a different outfit maybe, and then try during the finals, alright?" The yawning man replies, suddenly falling off the back of the couch. He glares up at it. "Damn fluffy bastard, taunting me...I 'will' master the art of laying on you one day..." (Heh. That sounded so wrong...)


"Dumbass." Kyuubi states, appearing behind the man and helping him up. "But he has a point, so good luck, kit."


Sakura's jaw drops, looking over to another picture.


*Holy shit! It's Kyuubi!* she thinks, fainting dead away.


Grumbling, he fades out, back into the seal. Kyuubi does as well and Sakura is placed on the couch once more as the atmosphere instantly becomes less tense. If that constantly normally untrustful bird, and Kyuubi as well, could accept her, so would they.

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1 Sixteen years 'cause I dunno 'when' Orochimaru left.


Anaki: So much for a 'short' filler.


RC16: -.- You are one sick motherfucker.


Anaki: ^.^ I know.


RC16: How the hell can you even write that? How do you sleep at night?!


Anaki: With a fluffy pillow and a warm blanket. I shut my eyes, plug my ears, and tune out the world. Then I dream up new ways to fuck with the minds of my characters and a few queasy readers. That answer your question?


RC16: 0.o You are one sick fuck. I can't see 'any' chick wanting to go out with you.


Anaki: Now that's not nice, I'll have you know I'm very attractive. And not 'that' sadistic.



RC16: Ew...-shudders-


RC17: -retches in a nearby toilet- Ugh...so much blood sport...


RC16: Since sis is indisposed right now, I'll say it...review...even though this is nasty as hell.