Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does….I really hope I spelled his name right…lawl….Some OC's will be the Souls. GentleBreeze and TrapsWind. I also do not Own THE HOST it is by Stephanie Meyer. Who is not me.
This story will include some yaoi so if you don't like, don't read. I warned you. You were warned. Read at your own risk. thank you.
Summary: Naruto is a one of a kind Soul, while on his first mission as a 'Spy' he is captured and taken into a human refugee hide-out. His hatred for the humans and the other Souls who have 'Gone Native' grows as he is kept there against his will. Sasuke, is one of the first people to join the rebellion group and he has a deep hatred for Souls. Sasuke only likes Native Souls and Naruto is not welcome. Can these two cooperate for a common cause? SASUNARU ITAKYUU ECT. ECT. Possibly char death.
kinda sucky summary. :P
This story will include ' THE HOST by Stephanie Meyer, references. No, Sparkly vampire. No vampire. No werewolf. No Twilight.
This part of the chapter is a flash back, so it is in italics. Thanks for Reading and please remember to review.
"Welcome to the world, child." The Healer said softly, gently lifting the boy up. The boy was limp in her hands and did not awaken. The boy had tan skin and a lean body so it seemed as if he would be a great runner. "Open your eyes, young one. You must see the new world you live in." The boy grunted softly, rolling out of the Healers arms and back onto the cold metal table.
The Healer sighed softly and looked down sadly at the boy. 'Did I do something wrong?' She thought. 'I am almost sure he was made correctly.' She rubbed the boys arms softly. The corner of the boy's lips twitched for a moment before he had the same blank, asleep face. She stopped her movements. 'You are there, which is good. Why wont you stay awake like the others?' She did not want to take any chances so she called her partner in this project, TrapsWind.
Her partner was beside her within secounds. "TrapsWind!" The Healer cried in despair. "This boy...The child wont awaken! Did I do something wrong...? Is he...he--"
"GentleBreeze. You must realize that he is the first in his kind. He may do different things than other Souls." TrapsWind explained, he walked towards a few cabinets beside the metal table the boy was lying on. He opened one of the cabinets and took out a few capsules. He returned to the table. "If you really wanted him to awaken, you must try the Awake." He opened one of the capsules and put it under the boys nose.
The boy inhaled deeply, as most people in sleep do and inhaled some Awake. He groaned angrily for a moment, before turning over stubbornly. He turned over again and again but once it was certain he would not be able to fall asleep again, his eyes opened. GentleBreeze was overjoyed, she grabbed the boy and pulled him into a hug. The boy's screech was muffled as he was forced into her chest, he pushed roughly off of her and glared angrily at the two Healers.
"Forgive me..." GentleBreeze murmured as she stepped away from the upset child. TrapsWind placed a hand on her shoulder to comfort her as he narrowed his eyes softly at the boy.
"Welcome to Earth, child." TrapsWind grunted angrily, still sore with the fact his partner was frightened. "Do you know why you are here?" The boy shook his head slowly. "You, gifted one, are here to help us with a problem."
The boy's eyes widened. "A problem...?"
TrapsWind nodded quickly. "Yes. This planet is full of...barbaric inhabitants. We may have smoothered all threats similar to this on other planets but these are different."
"How are they different. Get the Seekers to attack them." The boy suggested not understanding how his proud species could have a problem with lower lifeforms.
"We have lost many of our Seekers to them. They are no longer ours now. They are human once again." TrapsWind answered mournfully, his eyes downcast as he heard the boy's soft gasp.
"They were removed...?" The boy asked still unbelieving. "Humans do not have the intellegence to understand--!"
TrapsWind inttereupted him. "Despite common belief, humans are incredibly intellegent despite their barbaric nature. They are quick learners. Some of our own have joined their cause. Those Souls are traitors."
The boy was silent as he took in all of this information. His hands clenched into fists as he gritted his teeth together. 'Traitors...Our own kind...against us.'
"I understand. You want me to take care of this?" The boy asked, his eyes cold and hurt. Trapswind nods and helps the boy down from the table. This was the first time the boy realized what was different between the Souls in front of him and himself. He tried riffling through the thoughts of his hosts and there was none. He trembled with fear, what was this?
"What have you done to me...?" He asked, fearful of what the answer may be.
GentleBreeze decided it was her time to speak. "Before the operation, you had agreed to our cause. Please, do not be angry for what you agreed to. Your memories will not return to you." The boy was silent in wait for her answer. "You are the first Soul with the ability to become human."
The boy's eyes widdened. "I...I am human!? I..I-I am the enemy!?" The looked at his trembling hands as he started to take short breaths and back away from both of them.
"No! You are a Soul like us." GentleBreeze calmed him down. "You just have the ability to take the shape of the enemy. Such a gifted child you are."
This made him feel better. He was not a traitor, he was a Soul. Just like them.
"You also have special abilities no other Soul has." Trapswind adds on, grabbing the boy's small hand and leading him out of the operation room.
"Really?" He asks suddenly excited from this new information. He was different than ALL other Souls. He was special.
"By placing your hand on a human's head, you will be able to riffle through their memories, without having to fuse with their minds like other Souls." Trapswind said, his eyes gleaming with the pride of having operated on such a special creature. Gentlebreeze then added. "You must be in human form to do this." The boy nodded understanding.
Trapswind stared at the boy for a moment. "Do you know what you calling is...?"
The boy stared at Trapswind, uncertain and afraid. He shook his head and waited patiently for an answer.
"Us Souls do not have a word for it yet, but humans call it ' Spy '." GentleBreeze stumbled slightly over the unfamilar word.
"...Spy..." The boy tested it out softly and smiled, a new Calling, all for him.
Trapswind and Gentlebreeze led him down several empty hallways and to one door. It had yellow, blue and red tape across the door warning the Souls that they should not open the door. The boy stared at the door uncertain as he then looked at the two older Souls.
"You must test your skill now, Gifted child."
"There is a human in there!?" The boy screeched afraid, he backed away from the door quickly but was held by Gentlebreeze. She pushed him softly towards the door and nodded smiling. She and her partner stood by the door, promising that they would help him if anything happened.
Nervous, the boy slowly stepped inside.
The room was empty except for a plate, cup and a chair that was scattered in random places in the room. It was painted all white making the boy feel even more nervous. As he looked around his fear grew. The room wasn't that big at all, so why couldn't he see the human? He moved around in circles, looking over his back and shoulders. There was no one here....Had he been tricked? Was all they told him a lie?
CRASH!
He whipped around quickly, the cup that had been infront of him was now behind him, smashed to pieces. The human must have thrown it at him. He moved faster now, the human knew it was in here and was trying to attack it. His panic was slowly starting to go away as he found nothing again. He looked around slower but nothing had changed. He sat, defeated. He looked up at the ceiling absentmindedly and sighed. The ceiling was very clean and made of metal. As he looked closely, he could see that it was dented. If he stared closer he could see letters...Then words.
Y O U A R E N O T W E L COM e H E rE
He flinched, as he heard more banging noises, as if someone was hitting something. He braced himself, expecting to be struck. When nothing happened he stared at the ceiling again. The message had not changed. He stood and started to approach the door, he was getting nowhere. He tripped and fell over a smoothed down place on the floor. His eyes widdened as he stood back it to get a good look.
B A C K B A C K BACK BACK
He didn't understand what it meant. Maybe there was more of the message. He backed up more and more to see if there was more. There was.
STAY PERFECT BR A C E YOUR
Then the message ended. He stood confused at what it meant. He thought deeply. " Stay Perfect?" No that made no sense. This human did not like him, it would not tell him that. He cut it up more. "Stay." He paused. "Perfect...." He drawled it as if he was admiring something. The perfect spot. My spot is perfect? He moved on to the next part. "Brace your..?" Even when he cut the rest up it made no sense. He went back to the beggining. He stared at the ceiling. "You are not welcome here." At least it was a sentence. "Back....Back...Back...Back....Stay. Perfect..." He murmured softly. "Your telling me how to move..." He admired himself for figuring it out before panic rose through him, why would the human want him to move this way? "Brace..your..." He stated quickly, the last part would tell him.
"Brace your.......Self? Brace yourself." He gasped, before he could move away from the spot he was grabbed from behind. A hand covered his mouth and he started to fall downward. Even with the hand covering his mouth, his scream was still deafening, he was sure the Souls came into the room just as he fell.
He must have fell for a very long time, because for a moment, he forgot that he was in trouble. He looked down, as much as he could being restrained and he saw the ground coming in fast. He closed his eyes and whimpered, waiting for the pain of the impac to come. He felt himself stop falling, but there was no pain. He opened his eyes and saw that whoever was kid-napping him had saved him.
"You're a small thing.." The man said. "I don't know if a got the right one." He lifted the boy up to his eye level and turned him around so he was facing him. "Are you the special Soul they were talking about."
The boy's mouth opened before he closed it and glared at the man. "I don't know what you are talking about." He mumbled stubbornly and looked down at the ground, which suddenly seemed high up because he was being lifted. "How tall are you...?" He accidentally whispered out loud, flinching when he heard the man's chuckle.
"I am not tall, little Parasite. Your are just incredibly short." The man laughed again and began walking down the tunnel they were facing. His voice became cold and serious again. "Are you the Special Soul..?"
The boy snorted at the attempt to intimidate and broke eye contact. "I don't know. How do you even know I'm a Soul? I do not have the eyes like a Host. There is no scar on my neck."
The man smirked. "Your people are very noisy." He paused to take in the offended look on the boy's face. "Once they found out about the operation they were in a uproar. They told everyone in the hospital. Over and Over for days." He gave another chuckle. "You Souls can be so careless sometimes."
The boy said nothing.
"Well?" The man urged, still wanting an answer to his question.
"I'm sorry." The boy started. "I have suddenly lost my hearing." He closed his eyes and frowned.
The man sighed softly and held him over his shoulder, like a baby. He kept walking down the pitch-black tunnels, never bumping into anything. He said nothing more to the boy, the boy who was really hoping the man would speak, was beginning to get nervous. The darkness was too much for him. He was used to seeing everything around him and now, even though his eyes were open, he could see nothing.
"Duck." The man murmured softly as he walked steadily.
"..What?" The boy asked softly, just before he hit his head with a low rock hanging down from the ceiling. "OW!" The groaned softly, rubbing his head and squirming. The man laughed once more, " I told you to duck."
It took him a few more 'ducks' in order to understand that when he said it he should move his head at that time and not later. After that, they were once again in silence.
The boy was in darkness for what seemed like hours. He had lost sense of time. He whined softly and snuggled into the man's shoulder unconsciously. He wrapped his arms around the mans neck and slowly fell asleep.
"Itachi? Are you sure you didn't kill the kid." A person, male, asked. It sounded like he was holding back laughter.
"Kiba, shut the hell up." Another person ordered. "This is serious; we need him."
They were all surronded around the boy. There were four people in total. The boy sighed softly and rolled over, oblivious to what was happening around him.
"It sleeps like a rock...." the one named Kiba said, he sighed and grabbed a canteen beside him. He unscrewed the top and tipped it over, pouring water all over the boy's face. The boy flinched hard and remained still as the water was poured over him. Once Kiba ran out of water, the boy licked his lips and rolled over again, still asleep.
"Is this thing for real...?" Another person, female, asked not believing that the boy slept through that. "Itachi how about you try. You were the one who brought him here.
"I'll try Sakura," Itachi promised, rubbing his hands together before leaning in close to the boy. He didn't do anything at first but think about what he could do. This, took a long time since he went through the scenarios and the probability of if it would work or not. Kiba who was very impatient, pushed the older man out of the way and slapped the boy hard on his face. He did not lift his hand after impact. The boy was still asleep. Kiba gave a deep sigh and tried to pull his hand back.
The boy's eyes were open. They were glaring at Kiba angrily as he held Kiba's wrist. He clenched it angrily, lifted it to his mouth and bit roughly. Kiba howled in pain and shook his wirst, trying to make the boy lose his grip. He did not let go until Itachi lifted him up again, just like in the tunnels.
"Good morning, Soul." Itachi whispered, a smirk on his face.
The boy kicked and squirmed furiously, he snapped his jaws at the ones in front of him and screamed.
"Wow Itachi, you deserve a pat on the back for bringing this one back. Not as 'peaceful' as the rest of 'em." Kiba muttered, cradling his injured wrist. Sakura went beside Kiba and placed a band-aid on his wrist.
The boy stopped resisting after a while, knowing that Itachi was stronger than him. He took in the people in front of him. The one named Kiba had shaggy brown hair that stopped at his ears. He had small eyes that made him seem feral and tatoos under his eyes. He wore a tattered T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans that had many rips on the legs.
Sakura, was wearing the same thing but with not as many rips on her clothing as Kiba. Her short pink hair was caked with dirt and it seemed as though she had cut it herself because of the uneven strands. Around her waist was a belt that held her medical supplies, the small things she could carry with her. Her eyes were a bright green.
There was another in the shadows, watching him silently. He could see the shape moving ever so slightly. He could see that the shape was holding something to him. Probably a weopon, these humans were afraid of him. Obviously, the shadow person was to not be noticed so he turned his gaze away from the shadows for now.
"Release me." The boy ordered, looking up to try and see Itachi's face.
"No can do kiddo." Kiba said, walking towards him. "Your gunna have to stay here and tell us what we wanna know or else you'll get hurt."
The boy scoffed at this, he was right at his assumption about the shadow-man. He smirked at Kiba. "What make you think that? I think I can take all of you." His eyes glanced over to the man in the shadows for a long time. The man's aim wavered for a moment before it hardened again.
Kiba didn't notice, he leaned in closer. "We'll see about that." The boy took this as an opportunity. Because he was getting held up by Itachi, he was taller than Kiba. He leaned his foot back, then kicked forward. Sucessfully, kicking Kiba's chin and sending him to the ground. He let his head fall forward and then sent it back crashing into Itachi's face, making him drop him. As he hit the ground he jumped over to Sakura, grabbed her and sent her crashing into the man in the shadows. The man in the shadows, just before he was knocked over by Sakura, threw the dagger he was holding. The boy ducked, grabbed the dagger stuck in the wall and ran out the open door.
The only noise he heard was his own pants as he ran down the maze-like hallways. He turned and ran. And ran. And ran more. He seemed to be going nowhere. When he heard voices, he forgot that they were probably human and ran towards them. He ran into a slightly crowded room filled with them.
As they all noticed him, everyone went silent. They must have known what he was already. Suddenly, one of them charged at them. He had ghostly eyes and long hair. The boy, thinking quickly, leaped towards the guy, launched himself off of his chest and onto a ledge that was over the entrance to the large room. He clung to the side of it, his legs waving frantically before he lifted one leg to pull himself up. He crawled to the end of the ledge and looked down. The boy he had pivoted off of was slowly getting up while glaring at him.
The boy stared at the people below him for a long while and they stared back before he smiled wildly and started laughing. He waved down at the guy and laughed louder.
This of course annoyed the man who tried to attack him. He glared even harder before looking at someone who came in.
"Where....Where..." The guy now recognized as Kiba tried to ask, his pants controlling his words. He took a deep breathe before trying again. "Where is the Soul!? Neji! Did you see it?!" Kiba's loud voice made the boy shrink back and crawl back to the back of the ledge away from the watching eyes.
Neji, not noticing this, pointed up at the ledge. Kiba stared at the ledge for a moment and then back at Neji. "There's nothing there, Neji."
"Kiba, stop being an idiot for a few moments. He is probably hiding. He jumped off my chest and onto the ledge. He's up there, Trust me." Neji explained, his glare now set on Kiba. "You lost him."
Kiba growled and ran his hands through his hair in irritation. "This thing isn't like the rest of 'em Neji. It's a monster! He bit me and kicked me in the face!"
Neji chuckled softly and smirked. "You must have irritated it. You are annoying."
Kiba growled and grabbed Neji's collar. "I'm not in the mood Neji, I might just take out my anger on you..."
Neji's glare hardened. "I'd like to see you try..."
"Neji. Please stop." A girl who had the similar appearance to Neji muttered softly. (1) "Please Neji, The Soul, Focus on the Soul." The girl reminded just as the boy decided to peak down again.
Neji calmed down and shoved Kiba off of him. "Thank you Hinata." He stared up at the boy, Kiba as well. "THERE YOU ARE LITTLE PARASITE!" Kiba yelled, jumping with fruitless attempt to get up to the boy. "GET DOWN HERE!" He growled angrily, still jumping.
The boy giggled, watching Kiba jump to try and reach him. He layed himself on the ledge, making himself comfortable so that when he watched he could feel nice. He smiled softly, watching Kiba jump.
Itachi and Sakura soon entered the room as well, pushing through the crowds of people to the spot where Neji, Hinata and Kiba stood. Itachi stared at the amused boy and sighed. "Kiba, you realize that if you hadn't provoked it, it wouldn't have attacked us."
Neji turned to Kiba. "So it is your fault."
Kiba sputtered indignantly and stopped jumping. "B-but..." unable to defend himself, he grabbed a seat and sat down silently.
Sakura spoke then. "We haven't really been nice to it, I suppose." She looked at Neji. "We aren't supposed to be nice to something that tries to take over our planet, Sakura." He grumbled angrily, grabbing a seat and pulling it to his current spot. He sat in it, staring up at the boy patiently.
Itachi, Hinata and Sakura grabbed seats as well. It didn't seem like the boy would be coming down anytime soon.
Hinata sighed. " So are we just going to wait until he comes down...?" For a long time, she did not have an answer.
"We don't have any other ideas..." Sakura murmured softly, already starting to get bored.
The boy sighed too, watching people wait was boring. He sat looking over them as they sat looking at him looking at them. When Naruto would yawn, they would too. When they would yawn Naruto would glare at them and turn away.
They waited......
And waited......
And WAITED........................
"I can't take it anymore!" Kiba screamed angrily, he jolted up, falling out of his seat and over onto the floor. He groaned but did not make to move. The boy above giggled loudly, leaning over to see where Kiba fell. Almost losing his balance, the kid whimpered and pulled back so only his eyes were visable. It was then Itachi noticed something.
"Neji," He stated.
"Yes...?" Neji mumbled, bored out of his mind.
"When that Soul ran in here, it (2) was afraid, right?"
"Yeah...And?"
"Do you think that when he climbed up there, he reacted on impulse?"
"Probably, why?"
"He probably acted as cats do. Climbed up the tree and now that he's gotten to the top he can't get down."
Neji lifted his head from his arms, his eyes now alert. "He can't get down..." He stood and turned towards Itachi. "So what, are we going to play rescue now?"
Itachi gave a small sigh, looking at Hinata, Sakura and then Kiba who were all asleep. "We are the only ones left. Do we have a ladder..?"
The boy (3) was now pearing a little bit over the edge now. He did not want them to come up here. He whimpered softly as he looked around him. There was no escape without jumping. He looked down at how high he was, which was a mistake, he felt dizzy and he backed up to try and steady himself again.
Suddenly, two metal plates came crashing beside him. He looked over and saw that they had the ladder beside the edge of the ledge. The boy made a shrill screech and pushed the rods away from the ledge. Hearing a satisfying crash he calmed down.
After a while, there was more talking from the people under him, the boy wasn't paying attention enough to hear exactly what they were saying. The metal plates came crashing down again and he, once again pushed them over. This happened many many more times before they gave up and the boy fell asleep.
YAAAAY, this is my first yaoi and my first crossover story so yeah. The yaoi will start to show probably next chapter.
(1) : Hinata will not be stuttering because that is annoying to type and she can't be THAT shy in this kind of story.
(2) : They aren't sure that the boy is a GUY soul or a GIRL soul despite his appearance.
(3) : For people who payed attention to the summary at the top and noticed who it said AND know who 'the boy is' he wont get his name until Chapter two.
This story may be a bit easier to understand for people who have read THE HOST. It is a good story, so if you get the chance the read it please do.
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