Warnings: This story contains YAOI. If you dont know what that means then stick around so I can politely introduce you to the wonderful world of it. Also, there are juicy yummy lemons that will soon to come, but do not worry. They shall come. Also, there is MPreg in this fiction, and other than that the only warning I'm going to say is that expect the unexpected.
Summary: [Yaoi] Kyuubi was angry, no infuriated! What made the Prince of the fox demons mad you ask?Well he just discovered that he's to mate to the heir of the Dragon clan... Naruto Nazikame MPreg [KyuuNaru]
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. His Semes do.
Must Be Dreaming
Chapter 1: The Dream Land
A dream, something necessary for the survival of anything. Sometimes people need dreams to keep them away from the harsh reality of life. Sometimes, dreams can vanish, like nothing has ever happened, and every single trace of mirth is gone... Dreams can turn into nightmares, that taunt you day and night. Nightmares don't always happen when one is asleep...
"Naruto," A deep, but soothing voice called out. The large figure stood, looking down at his son before his very eyes. He was beautiful indeed, taking after his mother a lot, it was quite ironic to see the fiery spirit so peaceful as he lay in the bed. His son was lithe,standing at a mere 5 foot 8 compared to his 6 foot 3, but the true power that morphed into battle was one that he could say he was overwhelmed by. The smooth creamy tan skin was a very light golden, contrasting beautifully against his long golden tresses that flowed down mid back, in a golden waterfall of rich body. Perfectly plump lips looked as though they were pink clouds, as they were lightly parted. Long golden eyelashes fluttered every now and then, swatting away the sun invisible caresses.
Minato Nazikame layed on his son's futon, playing with his golden hair, much like his own. The Daiyoukai looked down at his everything, his son was a great demon, and he lived up to his dragon demon blood running through his body. His son had dreams, so free. He hated that he had to do this, but he has a duty to his people.
Raising himself up, he watched Naruto turn over and his eyes finally opening to reveal hazy oceans, with the signature dragon slit in them.
"Father," his voice spoke, like a beautiful melody in the wind.
"Finally you've come around Naruto. I was beginning to worry that you may have fallen ill," he laughed as the joyous sound vibrated through the room, making his shoulder length golden spikes bounce slightly.
"No need for that," Naruto smiled at his father, laughing along with him. As it all died down, Naruto found himself pondering something strange.
"Naruto, was troubles you," his father asked, looking into those expressive pools of blue diamond.
"I had a strange dream father, it was very off," he drifted looking down at the floor. The demon prince took his father's hand off his face, having a cold feeling course through his body. He looked outside for an answer but found nothing but the beauty of his lush palace gardens as they intertwined to create a paradise within his home.
"Naruto, clean yourself up. We have important matters to attend to once you have eaten. I will see you in my study once you are done, for now I bid you good morning," Minato said as he walked off. Naruto sighed once he found the door was closed.
He knew exactly what his father had wanted to discuss, and it was a matter of extreme importance in his time. In a demons life span there is something called a coming of age, where one reaches maturity in their lip span. But a youkai cannot survive the journey of life without someone by their side.
A companion.
A partner.
A lover.
A mate...
Naruto cursed all things to the underworld as he thought of having a mate. Relationships were suppose to be formed out of love, and happiness. He felt his eyes swirl with fire as a calm anger took control of him. He had his own heart, his own emotions, he just needed time to find that right person. So many people can be deceiving, and many would pull a facade in front of his father, just to attempt and take the young demon price.
"Hn," Naruto said aloud, "they are all foolish if they believe that they could ever take my freedom away."
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"Young Lord what troubles you," a sweet voice asked, looking down at her son like figure. Yuugito was a healer, and had been a friend of his late mother. After the lady's death the blond was given the duty to look after the lord's child. She watched the youkai grow up and bloom into a beautiful orchid.
The cat demon devoted her life to the dragon, and during that time she was not able to give heirs. She was beautiful, with sandy blond tresses that flowed down past her shoulders. She had kind violet gems for eyes, so soft and alluring like her body figure. Overall she was a beauty, but she didn't care for her looks.
Yuugito was a dear friend of the Nazikame clan, and was a loyal servant at that. Her healing powers were renowned, along side he fighting skills in battle. Aside from that, she was Naruto's closest thing, other than his father and friends.
She was never a replacement though.
"Okaasan," he said looking into her kind, amethyst eyes, "have you ever wanted to leave the palace?"
"Of course not, Naruto-chan I wouldn't think of such a thing," she said, over reacting playfully to Naruto as she brushed his long locks. She smiled down at him, watching the dragon prince lean into her soft touch.
"Not even if you had a chance to find your true mate," he pondered as he played with his hands. He quickly stopped as he saw he own clawed hand place down his brush and look him in directly in the eye.
"Naruto tell me what's wrong," she asked, opening her arms watching him eagerly take them in. The cat demon squeezed a little harder to assure the troubled blond nestled in her arms, sending a message of reassurance. He closed his eyes, letting the oceans rest as he listened to the sound of her heart beat. The rhythmical pumping soothes his nerves and he finally spoke up.
"Yuugito-chan, I think father wants to speak with me today about a mate," he spoke, for the second time that day, having a sweet laugh sooth him.
"Young lord, if anything what your father is doing is in the best interest of you. All your father wants for you is to be happy I'm sure of-" her wise words were stopped before Naruto was to be called up to his father's study.
"Alright young lord, your father awaits you," smiling down at Naruto.
"Hai. Thank you Yuugito-chan," he smiled back kindly. He composed himself.
Whenever he went to his father's study, it was surely not pleasing.
He walked down the halls, with the grace of the wind, seeming as though he was walking on soft clouds instead of the hard, smooth floor.
"Come in Naruto, I've been waiting for you," Minato said monetarily putting his work aside. Blue eyes met face to face in a battle, one was solid like cold ice, opposed to the calm tides the other possessed. The opposing forces fused, creating a heavy tension in the earthy room. Naruto would never forget this room, where his father stood doing his paper work. It was the very room where he saw his father shed tears for the first and last time in his life.
"Naruto, you know you remind me a lot of your mother, when I had first met her," Minato smiled brightly remembering his deceased mate, "She was so fiery and full of life, and her beauty was profound in all. I bet she would be so proud if she were to see how you've grown. My son, I came here to talk to you about something important and before you speak up I need you to listen. Naruto may I ask, how many times have I given you the chance to find a mate of your own?"
Naruto narrowed his eyes slightly, "About 2 times father. What relevance does this have?"
Minato let his Naruto's rudeness pass by, but it will not happen again.
"Naruto, it is not safe for a demon of your lineage and caliber to walk around unmarked. Do you truly comprehend what would happen if a demon we're to take hold of you when you are weak and mate with you? Naruto, you are like a rare diamond already, and including your capability you are one of the rarest of the rare. My son I don't want for you to get hurt. No. I cannot have another loss affect me," Minato spoke, feeling his emotions rile up. He looked at his son, seeing the demon prince breath in and out evenly, though the fire in his eyes burned his very core.
Naruto wish he could have walked out that very moment, his father lectured him constantly about the matter as soon as he came to age. It has been some time, but the moon cannot appear as soon as the morning sun rises. Time was the key element, and Minato wasn't being rational. After the death of his mother, things were not the same anymore. His father became a constant parasite, always over looking his safety.
"Father, just give me more time. I promise you I can find a mate within the 4 seasons," Naruto fought back calmly, though his emotions were beginning to show heavily in his voice.
"No, Naruto. No more will I give you time Naruto. This was the last option I wanted to do my son, but I have no further choices for you. I should have told you this sooner, but as soon as you were born, you were betrothed to someone and it-"
"And it was what father," Naruto erupted out from his seat, feeling the fire run through his veins, "How could you do this to me father? I am not a commodity, or some toy you can just give away."
He looked at his father, his eyes pleading for the information not to be true. The young price was in an uproar as he breathed heavily, a hot flame crawling up his body. How could this be? It was all to fast, so flawed and unplanned!
"Naruto Nazikame," he father shot, "you will not dare disobey my orders again. Now, under the circumstances Naruto not only will I know that my only heir is safe, but along with the future that you and your intended carry. I assure you my son, the youkai is of great caliber. I know the fate that resides upon you, that's why a dear friend of mine agreed to this contract before either of you were born. Naruto I'm not doing this for the sake of selling you off. I'm doing what's best for you."
Curse those last words, the well being for Naruto was his own. A deep emotion was burning at the pit of his stomach as he looked at his shaking hands.
"What is best for me," Naruto hissed, "What incompetent fool decided that whoring me out was what is best for me."
"Silence," Minato said, his eyes flashing a dangerous glowing emerald. Naruto knew those eyes, and heard stories of the destruction they had done. After all, he shared the same kind. He knew that he was out of his place, but he couldn't stand down. His father knew how he felt about this matter, and for his own father to throw his off like a piece of meat was something that the ryuu prince could not stand for.
"That incompetent fool who arranged this was your mother, Kushina, and you shall never disgrace her name before me and on these lands so long as you walk the earth so help me Kami-sama that I do not raise my hand against you. Your mother must have known what the future held for you, and believe me I tried with all my power. But what am I to do as my mate is dying beside me as she ask of only one thing. Tyranny, treachery, betrayl- what ever you may want to call them. They were your mother's dying wish and I must honor them along with you, Naruto."
Minato was so infuriated he almost was tempted to raise a hand against his only son, but as soon as he saw the look in Naruto's eyes, he became conserned. The tension inside the room was thick in the air, each tense as emotions clashed in a heated battle.
"When father..." Naruto hesitated. That voice broke his heart, he only wanted the best for his son, but from the reaction he felt like he was doing Naruto of worst.
"By the end of the cycle Naruto," Minato said, softening his eyes as a sigh escpaed from his lungs. The gasp didn't go past Minato, nor the widening of his son's beautiful eyes. He saw the deep emotions running through them.
"Father that is only 2 weeks from now," Naruto interjected, taken back by the shortness of time. His head was spinning with a typhoon of havoc and utter destruction.
"Father what of my friends, my life, what of my home," Naruto asked, a heavy sadness laced in his words. Everything he built and had was in his lands. Home is truly where the heart is. Because his heart had gone through happiness, the depression of an extreme loss, and side the birth of a new beginning.
He didn't expect to also have the start to an end in his home lands.
"Naruto, if someone can make anything out of nothing, it is you. I'm sorry that I had just lashed this out on you, I truly am, but nonetheless Naruto you shall do it."
The words were meant to sooth, but they did nothing to help even mend the wound that was just sat there feeling completely lost, still trying to process all the information that was fathomed by his father's lips.
"Can I please have my intended's name," Naruto asked, hope in his eyes. At least he could have the decency of knowing whom he was going to be mated with. He knew that the name would be one he was going to hate for many moons.
"Hai, his name is Kyuubi, prince of the phoenix and fox demons, son of Doki-sama, Daiyoukia of the North," he informed, "He upholds a great name, and his titles and staggering victories have earned him the title of the North."
"So with he and I, the Northern and Eastern alliance will strengthen."
"Yes you are correct, but that has no part in this arrangement," Minato replied, as he extended to his full height. He walked over to his crescent fallen Naruto, and wrapped his arms around his delicate body. Relieved that Naruto welcomed the embrace, they stood their in the middle of the study, not only their bodies pressed together, but also their hearts. Silent crys were sent out but no one said a word. They let the powerful embrace speak for itself, and it was all that was needed.
"Who knows Naruto," Minato said resting his chin on the blond ribbons, "you may just come out of this with more than you'll ever expect."
Naruto could only nod his head, before he let go of his father, a dull blue landing on the floor along with his freedom.
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Else where....
The Northern Lands were said to be a beautiful place, full of passion and fiery lust to anything imaginable. It was a powerful nation, ruled by a cold flame that burned everything in its wake. Right now this flame was an explosion, and the only person who could handle it was the very creator.
"Otousan, what is the meaning of this," a rich, deep voice spat with venom as a fallen scroll sat vulnerable between the two. Kyuubi, was the prince of the Northern Lands, and he was quite fit for the title. Kyuubi was a youkai of extreme caliber, he stood tall and lean, as smooth pale skin covered the powerful muscles. It contrasted along side his long wavy crimson hair, that always stood in a top knot. Though it was captivating, it was as nearly drawing as his eyes. They were like molten pools of hot scarlet lava, but hard like a diamond. There feline like shape was laced with long eye lashes, as his perfectly shaped eyebrows stood perfectly. Much like his pale lips, where beneath fangs stood. Overall Kyuubi was a lethal beauty, and right now he was searing with silent destruction.
"Kyuubi, my son, do not make me being to think that you are an illiterate," Doki toyed with his son, his own ice green eyes narrowing at his son.
Yes, today Doki had informed his son of the arrangement. He did not tip toe around his son, he was quite straight forward when it came to everything in Kyuubi's life. The phoenix demon made sure that his only heir was taught with nothing but absolute dominance, sheer power, and complete knowledge of everything. He was proud of his son, but one thing that needed to be changed was his temper.
"Father, I am in no mood for games. This is an outrage father, how do you even know if I had already chosen my mate," Kyuubi questioned his father.
A deep chuckle passed through the castle before Doki replied, "If you had mated, the youkia would have died as soon as you marked them. Kyuubi you are my son. Do you take me for a fool, that your own father would not have known of such important matters?"
"So you decided to take them into your own hands, am I correct," Kyuubi countered back. It was always like this, Kyuubi and Doki in a battle of wits. An argument was a simple play of words, something that can be easily won if played out right. Doki watched his son sit down before him as they faced each other, their expressions calm and collected, yet the silent storm gushing through them was enough to say what was going on.
"They were the cold hands of your mother, along with the cold ones of my dearest friends mate also," Doki noticed as he finished, the narrowing of his son's eyes.
Point.
Check.
Game.
"Okaasan and another yasha decided the fate of I, and it is still valid even in death. I'm suprised that a contract is that powerful," Kyuubi leaned into his chair, sinking in what was truly going on. Kyuubi was tied down, his lavish life of a free demon was gone.
"You will be surprised by many things Kyuubi, but do not fret over this matter. Just know that it shall be performed, with not one utter or complaint. Besides I remember your intended, I assure you that you shall not be displeased," he finished, seeing his son raise a perfectly arched eyebrow in curiosity. Kyuubi laughed in his mind, there was no beauty in the world that could make the Kyuubi at a loss for words. He has traveled through many lands and seen many faces.
But none worthy of his attention.
"You speak as though there isn't a far better beauty than this retched demon you tied me down to."
"Do not speak of Minato-san's son as though he is a common whore with a facade of beauty. I've met him many of times, though it was during his youth, I must say that he is a master piece."
"Father please, leave your desires, hidden desires in the volt of your mind. What is so special asides that he is a dragon demon, along side a Nazikame," Kyuubi questioned further, trying to dig deeper.
"He can produce heirs to the two kingdoms."
Kyuubi was taken back by the information, such a gift was powerful, and with the lineage whom ever the ryuu demon mated to, the child would become a legend. Now he understood why so many would want the dragon demon.
"Well father, I do not care if he could produce one thousand heirs. This betrothal is sickening, do not expect me to let this be a joyous celebration. I only do this because I would be a coward if I broken the bond. I'm going to make sure that I make this youkai's life hell, if it's the last of-"
"Silence," Doki commanded, "how dare you speak to me as though I am some pauper. You shall deal with this in a respectful manner, or so help me I shall disown you from the Northern kingdoms, and strip you of my name along side the title of your mother's blood. No child of mines will ever disgrace the clan order, know matter how much they reside in my heart."
The Kitsune demon was in pure rage, it was rolling off Doki in rivets of motion. Kyuubi was taken back by his father's outburst, but nonetheless did what the dragon demon told him.
Once gone, and walking through the hallways of the palace, Kyuubi left from his dwellings to go into the gardens. His scarlet eyes were ablaze and there was nothing that could cure the illness of madness.
"I need sake," Kyuubi sneered walking along the path of the lush flowers. Reaching in his haori, he pulled out a small white vase. He drank the wonderful liquid, feeling the alcohol make him become more bold. Kyuubi was not one to drink, but the situation at hand called for it.
And drink he did.
He took a tiny sip, letting the taste linger in his mouth, before he brought it fully to his lips and downed the entire drink. Yes, it was the best way to drown away his misery. Kyuubi was a collected and very regal demon, his dominance so powerful that even in an intoxicated state, he looked like the youkai that many feared and bowed down to. He was to be respected no matter if he was angry, sad, or happy. When the drink was gone he threw it to the ground, watching it shatter like a broken dream. His scarlet eyes gazed up at the moon, watching as it mocked him from above with all its glory.
"I can just imagine how the thing looks like. A filthy excuse of a demon with disgusting sclaes littered over his skin. Hn, those disgusting calloused hands shall not touch this Kyuubi, but he may be able to provide a good release. Ha, yes, I will have the Nazikame at my feet, begging me," Kyuubi thought, not in his right mind, as the words ran over in his head.
Too bad, he just didn't know, what was in plan for him.
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