Warning: Naruto is a hermaphrodite inf the story, meaning that he is intersex (both male and female genitals, for the reason of giving birth to Menma of course). This fanfiction contains shonen-ai ,yaoi. (This story contains coarse language, violence, abuse, drug abuse, underage drinking, forced feminization/crossdressing, teen pregnancy, homophobia and sexual situations.
Note: Naruto isn't going to be the best parent in the world, y'know with being a criminal and all, but that's only in the beginning. Naruto will try his best to be a good mother. He is also Spanish-speaking (makes him bilingual) cuz I like incorporating different cultures and shit. But it won't be spoken regularly and feel free to correct any Spanish sentences because ya girl is using google translate.
Pairing: SasuNaru (this pairing is canon, y'all can't tell me shit)
* There is SasuNaru in this story, but no constant 'present time SasuNaru' until the second half of the story. You will only get snippets like flashbacks or some shit for the beginning. This portion of the story is mainly about Menma and Naruto's relationship. That's why I probably won't make any more m-preg stories because I want readers to be emotionally invested in the baby, not how the pairing makes the baby and then totally neglect the baby's storyline for the pairing only to show some cute moments of pregnancy and toddlers. No shade. I've always been interested in how the baby copes be around two weirdos like Naruto and Sasuke.
Genres: Family, Friendship, Crime, Mystery, Humor, Romance, Drama, Angst and Adventure (basically everything that has to do with life… )
Rating: M
Chapter Rating: T
I don't own Naruto, Naruto Shippuden or Boruto: Next Generations or Michiko to Hatchin (Sayo Yamamoto) but in this story Naruto owns his damn self and no one can say anything about it, not even Kishimoto.
Naruto to Menma: Kazoku e no tabi
Prólogo: Breaking Out
Matsue Prison, Japan
August 12, 2018
11:23 PM
Labored breaths were echoing off the tightly compact, metal walls of the vents above the ceiling. A concealed body crawled on its elbows through the confined space with urgency. Their nostrils flared and their nose wrinkled at foul odor of mold and mildew.
"Tch." Plump lips sneered. "It's reeks up here." They whispered in disgust.
But the malodorous particles in the air were not an obstacle. If breaking out of solitary confinement was not any difficulty, then this odor will not cause a bump in the road.
Underneath the ceiling was a cop walking down the hall clothed in the typical Japanese law enforcement fashion. He slid his the barrel of gun across the metal bars threateningly as he checked inside of the of each passing cell. He finally made it to the end of the hall to a lone room.
This was the special room.
For a special person.
The rubber soles of leather shoes stepped closer with dubiety to the metal door. He leaned his face slowly to the small steel reinforced window. Dull, dark eyes darted side to side and widened drastically. Fear and anxiety filled his body as he scrambled with his hand to get the keys out of his pocket. He shoved the correct key in and slammed the door open to an empty cell. To his left he saw that the vent on the wall had no cover over it. The screws and bolts could be found on the floor along with the cover. Far off in a forgotten corner was a knife sitting next to chopped off strands of golden hair.
'How did he do it? That vent was bolted so tight!' The cop thought with panic as he lifted a walkie-talkie to his shaking lips.
"This is an all-call! I repeat an all-call! Number 999 broke out of his cell!" He shakily exclaimed in to the device. The cop ran out of the cell and down the hall, ignoring the snickering of the other inmates in their respective cells.
A prisoner with slicked back silver hair leant up against the cold rusted bars. A smirk stretched across his sinister face as his amethyst colored eyes glanced to the wall beside him. He knocked his knuckles on the hard cement surface to alert bis neighboring occupant.
A small grunt could be heard.
"Oi, Kakuzu! That pretty little bitch broke out again! Isn't that fucking hilarious!" He grated in a mocking voice as he guffawed obnoxiously.
"Shut. Up. He probably escaped to get away from your annoying ass." The tired, gruff voice from the cell beside him spat with annoyance.
The prisoner pouted unattractively at the insult and turned away as he crossed his muscular arms over his bare chest. "Fucker. Can't have any fun for shit." He cursed and grumbled lowly.
Meanwhile, the escaping prisoner was still barely squeezing through the vents. They were halfway through the journey until they paused.
The sound of frantic footsteps could be heard from under the ceiling. Alarm sirens began blaring loudly as the lights illuminated the dark prison dimly.
"Mierda." They cursed under their breath. Their movement increased in speed. Adrenaline began rushing through their veins to speed their crawling.
Loud gunshots rang sharply throughout the prison. Light began flood the confined space of the vents as small holes punctured through the ceiling. The prisoner looked back through the corner of their eye to the rapidly increasing light and saw this as encouragement to pick up the pace.
The escaper laughed jovially. "Wow! They're not really hesitating to kill me this time. Make this more fun." They countered smugly as they the end of the vent.
Ok, so maybe this prisoner isn't all the way there mentally…
A lithe arm pounded against the dusty vent cover with excessive force. The metal pane fell to the eroded concrete and clattered loudly. The shadowed body jumped out of the small opening to reveal a tall blond nursing their forearm.
Or blonde?
Who knows.
They landed in a squat with rugged grace and ran their fingers through long dirtied golden strands to clear their vision. The blond had an effeminate body that couldn't clearly be seen under the hideous, baggy orange jumpsuit.
They rested their tan arms arms on their bent knees and inclined their head to look at the unwanted presence before them with dark eyes.
The prison guard who witnessed the blond's escape gaped at the blond and had unease when gazing into the dangerously determined eyes he knew was blue, but was too dark to see. He rid himself his unprepared posture and went into pose of authority he was instructed to hold in a situation like this. The guard lifted his weapon and aimed down to the squatting blond.
"Uzumaki Naruto! Turn yourself in or you will be shot on spot!" He shouted threateningly.
The blond, now dubbed Naruto laughed playfully, not even deterred by the danger. They put a palm to their cheek and tilted their head cutely as they held his gaze to the cop with no fear.
"Y'all are using machine guns for me now? That's a step up from last time. I applaud you." Naruto raised their hands to clap enthusiastically to praise the man.
'What the hell?' The man was too dumbfounded by the compliment to notice the blond prisoner rise and charge at him.
Naruto kicked the man in the stomach harshly, winding the man then maneuvered their leg to punt the man in his privates. The police officer cried out in agony as he clutched in between his legs to salvage his family jewels.
Naruto raised an eyebrow in surprise that the man was still standing with trembling thighs, they shrugged while internally commending the man. The blonde booted their ankles sideways, sweeping the cop off of his feet. He fell to the ground slamming his head down in the process which left his badged hat falling next to him. The weapon slid from the man's fingertips and dropped onto the floor, sliding away from him.
Naruto quickly grasped the newly abandoned Beretta M12 and ran off towards the prison entrance.
As they jetted down the hall, cerulean eyes noted the abnormal absence of the prison guards and smirked. It quickly fell off when the blond saw more presences of guards baring their guns to him in warning. Naruto grinned once again at the insight of knowing they are prohibited to shoot in such a crowded space. Using this to their advantage as well as his momentum, they lifted the balls of their feet to skid on the linoleum of the hall to slide to the threats, lifting the other leg unnoticeably. They lowered their arms in surprise and back away slightly. In mistake of thinking the blond would stop their terror, one cop took the jarring impact of Naruto's foot to his gut with bile rising to his throat. In response, the guard's partner leapt forward to grab the blond to restrain them, but felt the air in his lungs disappear because of the offending surface around his neck.
Naruto saw the attack of the guard and quickly sidestepped and wrapped the strap of the submachine gun around the annoyance's neck, twisted the weapon and tightened their grip. The blond yanked the gurgling guard towards by his neck to crunch their elbow into his nose, shattering the bone. Naruto quickly unclasped the now uncoiling strap, causing the choking man to fall to the knees grabbing his throat and heavily bleeding nose, while coughing to retrieve his stolen breath. The man looked at the seemingly shrinking blond down the hall, cursing their name.
The Uzumaki ignored the excited cheers and insulting shouts of their fellow inmates and sprinted past the barred doors of the multiple cells. They tackled into the large doors of the prison, make them slam onto the brick walls. Humid air hit their face as they quickly lengthened their distance from the prison.
The feminine blond neared the barbed wired gate and lifted the submachine gun up to see through the small hole at the edge of the weapon. Tan arms shifted the weapon to aim at the power box with a padlock. A slender finger pulled back the trigger, firing several shots at the security box, causing sparks to fly and the electricity to short circuit and catch on fire.
They lifted their foot to crash into the fence doors, without any fortitude because the fence didn't electrocute them like it would normally. The prisoner ran out the gate of the prison with their long golden hair flying behind them. The bullets flying by their head didn't even faze them.
It wasn't their first time.
The sound of rotor blades cutting through the air reached the blond's ears, pulling a mischievous smile on their face.
"¡Caray, un helicóptero!" The prisoner gasped dramatically. "They really went all out this time! I feel so special, ttebayo!" The blond gushed as they turned around with a bright smile. An orange clothed arm shielded their blue eyes from the bright lights but it was in vain because their long, unruly locks kept blowing everywhere from the intense wind.
Their feet hit the ground quickly trying to avoid the pacing lights to not be seen. The orange clad blond pursued even with the sounds of bullets firing and ricocheting on the metal bars of the fence. Breathing frantically, the blond prisoner continued running. A small touch grazed a whiskered cheek, opening a small cut with a tear of crimson. Crystal blue eyes followed the motion to see a spark on the ground below them.
Their eyes narrowed in apprehension and flung their body out of the way of more bullets. They rolled away on the rocky surface with the weapon clutched to their chest. Holes formed in the dirt where the escaping blond was located just seconds ago. Grains of dirt flew around dangerously in the howling wind. The prisoner raised an unoccupied arm to shield they eyes from the hazardous particles and the offending lights.
'That was close.'
A loud voice came over the speakers of the helicopter. "Number 999 Uzumaki Naruto! If you resist anymore, you will be shot!" The voice warned.
They put their arm back down to look at the floating menace. "Resistance is my middle name, cariño! Eat these bullets!" The blond, now dubbed Naruto, shouted as they aimed the gun at the window of the helicopter and sprayed bullets to the windshield, hoping to get the pilot.
Naruto must have succeeded seeing that the helicopter began swaying dangerously as it descended to the ground quickly briskly. It hit the surface harshly and exploded into flames, shaking the gravel beneath the blond's feet. They didn't even flinch at the juttering impact. The rotor blades flew away in attempt to escape the downfall of the rest of the helicopter.
Naruto looked the destruction with a smile as they brushed off the dirt from their jumpsuit. The sight in front of them burnt beautifully with the floating embers resembling fireflies. They wiped the blood of their whiskered cheek as they rested a dirty hand on their hip.
"It's hard being an involved mother. Cops just don't want to let you be great." They sighed.
The escaped prisoner turned around swiftly and ran off towards the road before any other policemen could come to catch the blond.
'I'll finally reunite with you, my Baby Blue. It's been too long.'
All that could be seen was an orange figure disappearing in the calm night of Japan.
Calm for now.
TBC
a/n: Well that was eventful lol. Anyways, I'M BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH MAKING BAMF UKE NARUTO FICS. Sorry I just had to let that off my chest. And I have a random question for y'all… what is the ship name for Shisui x Naruto? ShiNaru? ShisuNaru? I dunno help me. I need it for upcoming projects.
Translations:
Kazoku e no tabi- Road to Family
cariño - 'sweetie' or 'honey'
Mierda - 'fuck' or 'shit'
"¡Caray, un helicóptero!" - "Wow, a helicopter!"
