Kyuubi no Jinchuuriki
The Jinchuuriki of the Nine-tailed Fox
This is because I lost a bet with Stormy about the existence of SasuTayu fics, and because there is no good fics about Jiraiya and Kyuubi.
Chapter One: A little of a long history.
Jiriaya looked at his rapidly improving student, the seal standing out starkly black against his belly as the boy ran across the surface of the small pond they were camping by, following a silver fish. Suddenly, with a growl, he dived under the water and snatched it up, before swimming back to shore, prey held proudly in his mouth and eyes glowing red. Kyuubi's seal was groing weaker.
Jiriaya took the still wriggling fish from Naruto, patting him quickly on the head, and flash grilling the fish in a stream of fire from his mouth.
"Lunchtime." He said, sitting down with the sopping wet Naruto, whose eyes were fading back to the usual blue. Jiraiya sliced the fish in half and waited for it to cool, before handing the larger portion to the rapidly growing student opposite him, who he had taken on for many reasons other than just the resemblance to Minato.
Namely, Kyuubi. The two had a long history together...
*
Yoake Akaime wandered through the forest, driven by the incessant whispering in her mind, adrift in a sea of swirling red. She didn't know where she was, or who, as black claws raked against her shattered thoughts.
Let's find a village, little Yoake, let's find somewhere to be accepted, that's what you want, is it not? And if they don't accept us...
"A village..." Yoake gripped her forehead, dirty blond hair spilling between her fingers.
A village... Can you smell it, nearby? Can you taste their flesh and chakra, little Yoake?
"What if...what if they don't hate us...?" Yoake, asked, her bare feet moving silently across the leafy forest, her nostrils flaring as she scented people, and blood.
They all do. No-one ever understands you, little Yoake. They all call you demon, but it's not your fault, is it...Akaime? Red eyes swirl out of the mist hazing her mind, followed by a feral grin.
The fingernails pressed to Yoake's forehead lengthen into claws, green eyes twisting to the colour of the blood that begins to run down her face. Yoake snarls,
"No-one..."
No-one.
Yoake turns towards the village, but stops, freezing, as she scents a much closer prey on the wind. A man, his musky scent speaking of days of hard travel, the delicious, but now stale scent of blood telling her that he was a fighter, and the tingling scent of chakra telling her that this man was a powerful ninja, and worthwhile prey. crouching down, Yoake begins to stalk towards her new prey, who was walking straight towards her, talking to himself.
"I can't believe Orochimaru and Tsunade left without me like that. They'll regret it if some enemy ninja kills me on my way ba-"
Yoake froze at the same instant as the man, knowing she had been detected.
Smell it, he fears you, hates you, already. Kill him....
But Yoake didn't smell fear or hatred. Caution, but no fear, no hatred.
"Who's there?" he called, coming into Yoake's line of sight. He is about twenty, with a long grey ponytail hanging down his back. He's wearing a green vest with many compartments, and stained with the blood of others. He sees her.
"Who are you?" He asks, not attacking, but sheathing the black kunai he held. Yoake doesn't respond, doesn't know how to, but feels the boiling red chakra recede from her body and mind, just slightly, enough so that the burning pain can overtake her.
As she collapses, the last thing she sees is the man, catching her, his black eyes steeped with worry.
For her......
*
Pervy-sage! Pervy-Sage! It's time for training! What're you going to teach me?" Naruto asked, his blue eyes wide and excited, no trace of Kyuubi showing in them.
"Hmmm...How about I teach you more about Kyuubi, Naruto?" Jiraiya suggested, looking back at the pond they had camped by. This would probably be a dangerous thing to train Naruto in, the balance of control in a Jinchuuriki was too delicate. But if Naruto didn't learn to use that balance, he might end up like....
Akaime...Red eyes.
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Okay, this is another new fic, which means I'll be trying to write four at once, which means that, unless I can get this finished soon it may loose any kind of frequency in updates as I show up back at College. Ugh. Also, this is my first serious Naruto one, so it might be a little weird.