Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. The plot orginally belonged to dragon ruler 06 and her, 'This is my story.' Though orginally adopted alot of the story will be changed.
Warning: Shounen ai, mentions of rape, M-preg, Good! Akatsuki, AU, Majority of Konoha will be bashed aside from some select few. Use of OC's and a new group to replace Akatsuki as the bad guys.
Pairing: ItaNaru, NejiGaa, onesided SasuNaru, onesided othersNaru
'Life worked in mysterious ways. What should've been a curse was in fact the best gift I could have ever been given. And despite the hell I lived through because of it, I woudn't change it for the world. You must be wondering what I'm talking about by now, right, well it's quite simple. The day of my birth, a man came when my mother lay weak on the bed and extracted from her body, the nine tailed fox who lay imprisoned within her.
He controlled the Kyuubi, made him attack the village and in a last ditch effort to save his home and his people, my birth father sacrificed his life, and my own, to seal away the rampaging fox.
And in his dying breath, my father begged the Kyuubi to protect me, to care for me. He was one of the only ones either then my dead mother to know the truth. The kyuubi was innocent and the person responsible wore a mask to hide his identity.
Having heard the man's dying words and seeing the life I had led, he made contact with me after four years and during a particular painful beating. Since that fateful day, the Kyuubi, who later introduced himself as Kurama became my most precious person. My sensei, my confident, my brother and later a father.
He taught me everything he knew from chakra control to S ranked jutsu's. History, jutsu theories, Fuinjutsu they all came easy to me. I could have easily been known as a genius of the same level as Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Itachi and my blood father Namikaze Minato, but I knew had the village known this fact I wouldn't be praised like them, so I hid everything behind a mask.
There was only one person, one out of the hundreds in the village, that had ever seen past the mask to the the intelligence that lay hidden. He had become another precious person. One I treasured just as much as I do Kurama. He began training me as well. In genjutsu, he taught me how to detect them and break out of them including those that seem life-like. He taught me how to defeat the Uchiha clan's prized taijutsu style and how to avoid the Hyuga's juken.
I spent two years with the one I came to love, when he was sent away. Force to flee the village for a crime he didn't commit. And I knew he didn't do it. How could he when he wasn't even in the village to do it. He had taken me out of the village for the day. When we returned and found out what had happened, the Hokage thought it would be for the best if he took the blame for the massacre and left the village.
I never thought I could hate the Sandaime. He was one of the few who cared about my well-being, but in that moment I did. How could he send an innocent person away? How could he take away my best friend? How? And in that moment I truly felt hate.
Though I hated and loathed the village more so now then I did before, I never revealed such. I hid every negative emotion I felt and smiled. Smiled even though my heart felt like it went right through a blender. Smiled despite the whispered insults and jeers. Laughed through the pain of another beating.
Yeah, I hid it all but I swore revenge. I would smile then to. When the blood of these tainted mortals stained my hands. And I will laugh as they beg for mercy that I never recieved. But before that I will find him. The one that holds my heart...
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Walking towards him a red headed male smiled, shaking his head, "Alright, enough with that. It's time to meet with your team for training. You can continue with your writing later."
A blond boy with blue eyes who appeared to be around sixteen stopped what he was doing and turned his attention towards the speaker. And smiled at the man who looked to be in his mid-twenties. "Kurama." he greeted before the smile was replaced by a frown. "I don't want to go."
Kurama sighed, "You have to or your team will be forced to go looking for you." as much as he hated having the boy he loved as a son, be around those worms, he knew it was for the better that the boy kept pretending. Only for a little while longer.
"Why should I even care? It's not like they do." the cold, empty tone, sadden the red headed man. Konoha had really broken the once lively boy. And the humans wonder why demons hate their kind, with only a few exceptions. "Besides they are weak and my sensei, can hardly be addressed as one. He taught me nothing that you and crow hadn't already. I could defeat all three of them together, that's how pathetic they are."
Kurama nodded, "Hang in their for just a little more, kit. Soon we will be able to leave and you won't need that obnoxious mask. Can you do that for me, kit?"
Naruto turned and stared at his father figure for a few minutes before bowing his head a bit, "For you, otou-san, I'd do anything you ask. I know you would never leave me astray."
"Your right." Kurama wrapped his arms around Naruto, "And I will never leave you alone if I can help it, Naruto. I care very much for you as if you were born from my blood. I will free you from this cage that Konoha keeps you in and soon you'll be able to fly to freedom."
The blood nodded his head. "Just give me five minutes. I want to finish this bit before I have to leave." Naruto whispered as he picked up his brush and dipped it into the bottle of ink resting beside him.
"Alright kit." Kurama leaned forward and brushed a kiss upon the boys forhead. "I'll keep watch for your teammates." with that said, the red haired male walked towards a window and sat down upon the sill.
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The years past, and I grew older and wiser to the world around me but the same could not be said about the villagers. There hate and anger was still present, it seems that these people will never be able to tell the difference between a scroll and a kunai.
Foolish.
The shinobi's in this village are just as foolish as the civilians, to think they are unable to tell the difference between a cotainer and what it contains, it's ludacris and an insult to shinobi's everywhre, but then again it's just like humans to fear things that they don't understand.
They are the reasons people like me are created. The Jinchuriki's. Power of a human sacrifice. Tools to be used for war and then what? Discarded when our use has ended? Forced to endure the hate and discrimination from the people we are protecting for keeping their worse fears at bay. It's heartless and barbaric and it makes you wonder just who is the real monsters are.
I grow tired of hiding. Being forced to be someone that I'm not, it's like asking a shinobi to give up being one. I'm tired of trying to appease these people but getting nothing back for my efforts. I'm tired of everything that this olace has to offer me.
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"Wrap it up kit, your team is heading this way." Kurama's voice cut through his thoughts, causing Naruto to pause in his writing and glance at the red head who still had his head turned towards the window.
Nodding his head in understanding, Naruto finished his thoughts before closing the book and placing it into his kunai holster. "Are you staying or returning to the seal?"
Kurama leaned against the window, "I'm staying right here. I might return later though, maybe." the red head replied as he ran his clawed fingers through his unruly strands of hair.
"Okay." the blond walked towards the door just as a knock sounded. Opening the door, he forced a smile on his face, "Sorry, I'm late. Lost track of time." he responded before Sakura could open her mouth to screech at him.
Kurama walked towards the door with a smile, "Take care of yourself out there gaki. I would hate to have to kill someone because you got hurt." with that said, he leaned forward and placed a kiss upon the blond boys forhead, closing the door in team seven's gaping faces.
Naruto glared at the closed doors. Kurama was going to pay for that. Now he would have to the listen to the twenty-one question from his team and the rumors that would no doubt be going around with Sakura's big mouth telling everyone about the guy staying in his apartment.
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The night those men, and even several woman entered my apartment, into my room and decided to have their way with me. I lost what little hope I had left in this village.
Konoha could burn to the ground for all I cared, I was tired of it. That gang rape was the last straw. I was not going to deal with this any longer. My name is Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto and this is my story.