Caged In, Chained Up
By LeisaTheGreat
Chapter One
The lights were dim, almost non-existant, within the apartment of a certain blonde haired shinobi. But even though the room was dark and there was garbage littering the floors, Naruto expertly dodged each cup of instant ramen, each bundle of dirty clothes. Maybe I should take Sakura's advice and clean up a little...He muses, tiredly. If she were here, there's no doubt in my mind, she'd be chewing me out for having such a messy apartment. The young ninja sighs as he flops onto his bed, burying his face into the pillows.
It had been a particularly long day of training. And, even though he normally didn't mind things like that, today had taken its tole on Naruto. And by that point, he was utterly exhausted. Breathing a deep sigh of relief, he allows his body to relax. And lets sleep consume him.
-xXx-
A darkly clad figure stands on the head of Hokage Monument, staring down at the village he once called home. "It's been quite a while..." Madara Uchiha realizes. Beneath his swirling, orange mask, the man smirks. A warm, summer-night wind toys with his black and red cloak. "It's too bad I'm not here for sight-seeing...it would do me well to see how much my little Konoha has changed..." With a dark chuckle, he shakes his head and dissapears into a swirling vortex.
-xXx-
Naruto grumbles in his sleep, rolling over to face the wall so that his back was to the majority of his bedroom. The young jinchuuriki is entirely unaware of the shadowed figure towering over him.
"Naruto Uzumaki..." The figure breathes.
He recieves no response from the sleeping teen. Gingerly, he reaches out. His hand clamping down on Naruto's shoulder. Beneath his grip, the boy's body tenses. He was awake. Blazing azure eyes connect with Madara's as Naruto flips off the bed, ripping himself from the intruder's grasp.
"Madara!" Naruto tries to supress his startled gasp but fails, silently cursing himself for not realizing sooner who he was dealing with. "What are you doing here?!"
The Uchiha snickers, shaking his head. "I'll give you one guess..."
"Tsk!" The blonde's hands weave into his favorite signal. "Shadow clone-"
"Too slow." Instantly, Madara is in his face. He throws a punch, causing Naruto to release the sign in order to block.
He stares in confusion as his opponent's fist goes staight through him. Oh, right! Physical attacks don't work on him...AGH! He just stopped me from making a clone! I am so stupid!
"What's wrong, Naruto? You look a bit startled..." He teases.
The other ninja growls, furiously. "How did you get here?! I would have thought the ANBU would have stopped you from getting into the village..."
Madara shakes his head again. "You over-estimate them. If they can't use their jutsu on me, how can they stop me?" He says.
Naruto tenses, desperately trying to think of a way to diffuse the situation. I can't win if I can't fight him! He glares at Madara, suddenly remembering to avoid the man's eyes. If he catches me in a genjutsu, I'm done for! Lowering his gaze, he focuses on watching the movement of his neck-down.
"Hm?" Madara laughs, darkly. "It's about time you remembered who you're dealing with. Still sleepy, Naruto...?"
"Tsk! Shadow clone jutsu!" Another Naruto appears in a puff of white smoke. I can get away if I distract him!
But it was already too late for a fight. Madara steps forward, catching Naruto's throat just as he weaves the sign to make a clone. "Just allow yourself to be captured...your death will lead to peace." Says Madara, mirroring Nagato's words.
Fury and fear boil in Naruto's chest. How dare he...! Suddenly Madara lifts him off his feet, holding him into the air. He's solid now...Naruto realizes, numbly as black spots dance across his vision. I...can...He tries once more to take a choked breath, struggling fiercely against his enemy's powerful grip. But it was no use, the Uchiha was strong...
"Goodnight, Naruto Uzumaki."
And then the world tips, violently and Naruto is consumed by darkness...