Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Saint Seiya.

A/N: This is a completely story line than my usual stories. They're all different point of view for each Bijus so there's going to be only nine chapters. And I'll explain stuff about them in the afterword.

But first off, the Bijus… I've made them all to be the equivalent of a vampire; they need blood to survive. But they can only feed off their jinchurki and vice versa. For if they drink from a normal person, Athena's curse will come into affect and the Biju will die.

However, they can drink the blood of a saint of Athena. Why shall be revealed later on.

Athena's curse is the cycle of the Bijus reincarnation; they are reborn in the bodies of their descendants. But when they mature or their chakra levels grow to high for normalcy, they "awaken" - the Biju takes over the host body. It's like growing the tails out of the jinchurki, when Naruto gets angry and he becomes that monster.

The jinchurki are basically the same in the manga, only instead of holding the Biju's soul, they control it. They can keep the levels of power by using the seal on their bellies. The jinchurki is also the descendant of the Biju's liaison with a human. Thus the families sometimes have the Biju's name.

Well, that's mostly the basics. I shall explain further on in the chapters. This is a side story and the main story will start after this one finishes.

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"Listen. Are you listening, Naruto-kun? Are you finally listening to my words, not the twisted and macribe ones the council gave you?"

There was no answer, no indication that they even heard me. I sighed and turned from the window, returning to the shadows of the room towards where he laid.

One the floor, he was sprawl out like life-sized doll, broken and crippled with the beatings I'd inflicted. But as he was broken, his wounds were healing, the demon blood that flowed in his veins resonating to the blood that flowed in mine.

He will be hungry soon.

I took a goblet from the cabinet on the wall as I passed by it and kneeled down before him. "Naruto-kun, you're bleeding all over the floor," I said, matter-of-factly, cruelly one might say, as I dipped the goblet into one of the pools of blood, filling it to about halfway. I swirled it, watching the liquid turn in a spiral, in a uzumaki. "You are wasting all this precious blood," I continued. "Blood that I courteously gave your family so long ago."

"Ba…stard fox." The raspy voice filled the ears no human had and I turned to face him. "Never…wanted blood. Was… forced when… you raped my ancestor!"

I put my foot on his chest, my action making him cough out blood. "I can assure you, Naruto-kun. It was very consensual." He grunted in denial and I ignored him, sipping from the goblet. "She was a feisty one, much like you, Naruto-kun."

He growled and his entire body began to glow with red hot chakra. It wrapped his body like a cloak, lengthening his teeth and sharpening his nails. A tail began to form and his lips reddened to black.

I swallowed the remaining liquid and slammed a fist into his torn torso, right where the seal that formed the link between us flared to life. The action again made him cough blood, but the change instantly vanished and he was a bloodied human again.

But not quite.

"Ah, Naruto-kun," I cooed softly, loosening the collar of my shirt. "Once again, you messed up. That which ties us both, this bond between us, affect you and affects me. Only I need to awaken. You just need to be my watchdog for the council. But how can you, when like me, you too cannot resist your natural instincts?"

He whimpered, flinching as drops of my blood from the scratches I currently made on my neck fell on his tongue stuck out to catch more drops.

I laughed. "I normally like a hot babe to do this," I told him, the tone in my voice suggesting that I had a woman who can give her kiss on my sacred skin. I left it to him to ponder over it. "But because I love you. I will give it to you. For I do, Naruto-kun, despite what you may think. I truly do you."

He struggled as I lifted him, his resolve weakening as I cradled his head to the crook of my neck. Instantly, I felt the prickle of fangs slid deep into my skin and he began to suckle.

"Yesss. That's it, Naruto-kun," I urged him quietly, feeling his body rack with heavy sobs, hot tears staining the front of my shirt, mixing with the red droplets to form an angry texture. "Curse my name. Curse me, the Kyuubi no Kitsune. Curse me, the one who killed Athena!"

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To find the Biju of the Kyuubi no Kitsune, the council gathered children born in the Year of Sin, placed them together in a small room, starve them for a few weeks and set the room on fire. Since the fox was an embodiment of fire, the child who held the beast's incarnation would not be harmed, no matter how weak he may feel.

From the twelve who suffered, only I survived.

I don't remember much about "the test", as the council came to call it, only of the horrible emotions I was forced to endure. Pain, hunger, fear. They chained me down when I wanted to run, keeping me still as the others around me screamed and howled and slowly burned to ash. They kept me there for what seemed like eternity, when it was only twelve minutes.

I later found out that those feelings had been the instincts of the kitsune. It was through his omnipotence that I survived.

When the doors opened and I was dragged outside, the meaning had been clear. I am the leader of the Biju, the king of hell who wrought our damnation. I learned that this was not my first incarnation, not the first time that I had to face such horror. It had been going on for thousands of years, since our retreat to the east, our landing on the islands we now called our prison.

I am the Destroyer.

A Biju was born into the body of its strongest descendent, where it will lay dormant until its "awakening," when the Biju will devour the soul and take over the body. I have already awakened, however, and I find it to be partially true. I am still the same as before, but now I feel a new presence, an entity, living within me, its voice invading my thought. I know things no human should and my powers are frightening.

It was no wonder they enforced the cruelest test to single me out.

I closed my collar, dropping my jinchurki from my embrace. He fell with a thud, the sound echoing within this private room. Ruffling my hair, I licked the blood off my fingers, walking towards the balcony window that let me see all I desired and can never obtained.

I hadn't always been like this. I had actually been kind. It's a side I keep inside, hidden to all that hated me.

I sat on the rail of the balcony and closed my eyes, remembering the days when I still had a heart…

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Sanctuary, Greece Fifteen years ago…

Last night, I dreamt of why.

Just that simple word, turning over and over in my fragile mind.

Why.

Not even a question. Just a statement that robbed me of my rest, keeping me wakeful all night, asleep yet not asleep. And when I awoke, I had a strange premonition that today was special, that today was crucial to me. But with all my premonitions, the feeling was not clear and I could only guess as I opened my eyes.

I rose from my bed and clothed myself in the simple tunic garments that saint-lings wore, children training to become a saint of Athena. As I made my way to the top temple where the Pope lived, I passed by her statue, stopping in my exhausted stride to look at her.

Motherly. That was how she appeared to me, a word that I had not much experience of. Her black marble eyes seemed to greet me, twinkling as though she had a secret, one of her many, many secrets.

I scowled, furious at myself for thinking this way about the enemy. Never mind that it had partly been my fault.

I turned away, and her statue turned sad, but forgiving.

I fled from her.

I had been sent here, to this place, on the order of the Sadaime Hokage, enforced by his successor, the Yondaime Hokage. Never mind that I came from the 4th's bloodline. It had been decided that I share my tutorage with the people I should have hated, so that when it came for me to ascend to my false throne, I had the benefit of both views and therefore, whatever actions I may take will not be biased.

The other option had been confinement, the usual treatment of a Biju whose jinchurki has not been born yet.

When I arrived at the spot where the training was usually spent, I felt a faint presence lingering around like a ghost. I looked up at the tree, peering into its branches to find the strange human boy who was my companion in this training.

"Mu," I called out in greeting and I stepped back as he suddenly appeared before me. A year younger, Mu was the strangest five year old child I've ever met, yet the only one I could reveal myself to.

After all, we shared a common bond in the mere fact that we are not fully human.

"Kyuubi, good morning," he greeted politely with a smile.

I couldn't help but grimace as he reminded me too much of one of my bodyguards (or handlers, as they really were), a sage known as Kimimaro, French leader of the Kaguya Clan and older half brother to ozone of my Bijus, Yonbi. Only with Mu, I actually had a clue what he was thinking.

"Where's Sion-sensei?" I asked, when I finally noticed the lack of our teacher. "I understand if her had Pope duties today but wouldn't he have mentioned it?"

It wasn't like I was worried but it was strange for the man to be late. In fact, ever since we came back from Jamir, there has been a strange tension in the air, one I did not liked.

"It is rather strange," Mu agreed and we lapsed into silence, pondering over the tardiness of our master.

Though I had been originally sent to study here in Sanctuary, I've spent the last few months in Jamir, mastering my spirituality. The agreement had been for me to train under the Pope, but had not specify in a location. So I had no choice but to go along with them.

But in the beginning, we stayed long enough for me to be greeted by the other Bijus and their jinchurkis. They had been all brief introductions, assuring their loyalty for me, friendly and all sharing the same pain in their demonic multicolored eyes. Out of the eight, only two were awakened and three who have not been born yet. I had started to believe that we're all destined to be burdened with grief.

Until I met her.

She had been the last to arrive; so heavily guarded that I had started to believe one of my own had gone made. But I saw her face and I instantly knew.

I think that was when I first fell in love.

Known as the "Chihime," or earth princess, the Shinchibi no Kaku was the only Biju without a jinchurki, due to the family line being nearly utterly destroyed in the crossfire of the last Holy War two hundred years ago. Therefore, she had been confined all her life. In fact, I believe, if it weren't for me, she probably would have never have the opportunity to see the land she had power over of.

Kaku, as she was called, had awaken quickly at age two, having no jinchurki to stopped the process of it. But I didn't mind, not then, not now. For it only served to show how beautiful she was, how pure her soul is.

Strange for a badger.

I frowned at my last thought. Usually, my thoughts were all praises of her, never disregarding her true nature. She was sweet and kind and saw me as family, though I wanted to be so much more. To think an unpleasant thought of her made me ill.

In fact, my stomach had began to roll.

"Kyuubi!" Mu cried, catching my shoulders as I tumbled forward, groaning at the pain. "Kyuubi. What's wrong?"

"Don't feel so good," I grimly told him. "I think I'm going to retch."

I was going to say more, but then our master appeared, Sion, wearing his Pope attire. Flanking him were two men, a blonde one wearing a red foreign hood over his head and had eyes a scorching blue, like lighting; the other I recognized as being Kaku's parent, an elder man with premature white hair and red rimmed gray eyes.

My stomach tightened and my vision began to spin. I knew then. Somehow, I just knew.

"Kyuubi," Sion began, looking pitiful and sad for me. "I'm afraid there's been a tragedy within your family. Shinchibi no Kaku has been killed."

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I opened my eyes to harsh screaming. The blonde youth before me clawed at the floor, his body twisting as my ingested blood worked in him, changing him to my colors. His eyes were still blue, but they now had a blood-red fervor that was distinctly me.

Watching him reminded me of how my stomach had been, that day when I got the horrible news. I think the worst part was knowing who did it and knowing I couldn't touch him.

My brief training with the Pope ended and I was sent back to Konoha, to become what I am today.

The incarnation of a demon.

"Why, Naruto-kun," I said, once the change was complete and my boy stopped writhing on the floor. "You look dashing in red."

"Shut…up…!" he growled, his eyes dazed as his body repaired itself. He was about to say more, but I stuffed my fist into his mouth, sharpened teeth piercing the skin of my knuckles just as my cell phone rang.

I answered it. "Moshi moshi?" I grew instantly warm and happy, feelings that had nothing with the victory I had over the boy on the floor but everything to do with the girl on the phone. I listened intently, loving our meaningless conversation, recording every bit of it in my mind.

Her voice has changed a bit, more feminine and sweet. A single flower unblemished in the world of blood and death. My beautiful princess, revived.

"Yes, yes. I'll remember to fetch you some paper. And yes, I promise to help you with your project. I'll even bring Naruto-kun for extra help. Yes, don't worry about it. Just leave everything to me, Kaku."

A/N: Bijus never die. They are just reborn in a new host. Well, I hoped y'all liked it!