Story of A Legend
My name is Namikaze Daisuke. My father is the Yondaime-Hokage, or Namikaze Minato. My younger brother is the hero of the leaf, Namikaze Naruto. I'm a nobody. I don't have anything to show for myself, and I'm a coward. I just BARELY passed my ANBU exam. Both my father and my brother passed it like it was nothing. And if that wasn't bad enough, I'm gay. My brother is too, but he's not in love with our father. Yeah, thats right. I'm in love with Namikaze Minato, my father and the leader of our village. Fuck my life.
I wake up in the morning in a sour mood. I have another mission today, and I'm not looking forward to it. I get up and take a shower. I can hear my father and brother getting up as well. I finish taking a shower, savouring the feeling of the hot water running down my body. I get out of the bathroom, and begin to slip on my skin tight ANBU costume. I make sure everything is packed in my bag, and I check to see if I have enough kunai and shuriken. As I pack up the rest of my ninjutsu scrolls, my father walks in. "Hey, you're up." I scoff. "Of course I am, you're the one who gave me the dumb-ass mission." "Hey! Language." I roll my eyes, and brush past him; but as I do our bodies touch and I feel a shudder flow all the way down to my groin. My heart beat rapidly beats, and I let out a sigh of relief when I'm down the hall. My brother walks out of his room in nothing but a bath towel. He grins and dries his hair. "Mornin'!" I smile, then ask for his energy pills. I'm about to walk out the door, when my father stops me. "Wait, Daisuke!" I look back at him in annoyance. "What is it? I'm going to be late!" He doesn't answer, but instead he wraps a strong arm around my waist and pulls me into a tight hug. I shiver at the contact, but soon relax and return the gesture. I slowly take in his scent. Lavender and cinnamon. I feel tension added down onto my groin, and I have to pull away or I'll lose it. "I-I'm going to be late dad!" He looks surprised, but brushes it off and says, "I'll miss you." He places a chaste kiss on my forehead before turning to Naruto. My brother hugs me tightly and I'm off. But I can't help the rising blush on my cheeks.
LATER...
I'm stuck doing night watch for my team. I sit and watch the flames dance, and think about my father. I blush again, and stand up to walk around the area. Before I do so, I summon a Kage-Bunshin to gaurd my post for me. I walk away from the other me, and stop at a clearing. I flop down on the cool green grass and look up at the stars. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep. But, that slumber was interupted when my kage-bunshin disappears signaling that my team was being attacked. I immeadiately rush to my team members, and begin to sweat as I hear screams of pain. I perform the nessisary hand signs for a fireball, and inhale. Suddenly a giant flame escapes from my lips as I exhale, and the attacker is burned badly. I hurry to my female partner Michizuki Haruhi and try to heal her wounds. I summon chakra to my fingertips and press them on her cuts. She hisses in pain, but the wounds are quickly gone. I'm filled with guilt. This was my fault. My other teammate, Sai helps her up. He flashes me a look of disappointment, before leading her to the trashed tent. He then says, "We've wasted enough time. We need to leave. Now." We both nod, and disappear in a flurry of leaves.
BACK IN KONOHAGAKURE...
I walk into the Hokage's office with my teammates. Its been three weeks since that incident, and now I have to tell my father about my screw up. I curse, and proceed with the required report. After my team is dismissed, I try to walk away from my father, but he commands me to stay there. We sit in silence for what seems like an eternity. I sigh, and begin to leave when my father whispers something. "...back there..." "What?" He looks directly into my eyes. "I said, what happened back there?" I broke the eye contact, and directed my gaze toward the floor. "..." My father gets up and stands in front of me. "Daisuke?" I grit my teeth, and clentch my fists. I snap. "You want to know what happened? I fucked up, dad! I fucking left my post and I wasn't there in time to help my teammates!" He looks at me in bewilderment. He composes himself, and sits back down behind his desk. "I'm putting you on a four-week leave. You will not go on any missions what so ever, or be permitted to train, and you will stay at home." I felt a bubble of anger swallow me whole. I was literally seeing red. I said nothing but turned to leave. He stopped me once again. "Daisuke, this is for your own good. I-I love you son, and I don't want anything to happen to you. I love you too much for that." I almost break at that. But I scoff, and say: "Whatever, Minato. I'm going where ever the hell I want, and you can't stop me!" I dash out of his office, and run home. On the way, I'm stopped by Kakashi and Sasuke. They convince me to go hang out with them. It's a really good idea considering the circumstances. We walk around the village and stop at the training grounds. "Hey, Dai wanna spar?" I quickly agree. I need to let off some steam and frustration.
I get into a fighting position, and size Sasuke up. He lunges, and I quickly dodge and counter with a fireball jutsu; but he uses the sharingan and counters me with the same goddamn jutsu. Damn! I do a back flip and try to regain my thoughts. Bad move. Out of the corner of my eye, Sasuke is comming at me with a Chidori ready in his hand. I throw a flurry of shuriken and kunai at him, then widen my eyes in surprise when Sasuke turns into a log. Substitution. I curse and deploy my own kage-bushins. We try to locate the real Sasuke, and I lay down and put my ear to the ground. I listen then immeadiately fly into the air just barely missing Sasuke's grab. I feel a bead of sweat run down my face and I sense another hand coming at me. I jolt my head up and see another clone charge at me, then I'm surrounded. I can't help but smile at this, and my hands are a blur from the hand signs I'm performing. In a flash of red I'm gone. I reappear next to Kakashi, who doesn't even know I'm there. Fucking Icha Icha series. I flop down, and sigh. He glances at me with his one eye, and asks in monotone, "What's wrong this time Daisuke?" I glower at him before snapping, "I can't stand your sensei, thats whats wrong." He mutters a soft "...Ah..." before closing his book and giving me his full attention. "What did he say? Is it about the mission?" I sigh. "Yes and no." We sit in silence for a while before he asks: "More yes than no?" I nod sadly. All of a sudden, Sasuke appears out of nowhere. He scoffs at me saying something along the lines of " Being a chicken and never finishing any fights". We all sit together and Kakashi waits for an answer. And to be honest...I don't really have an answer. I look up at the sky and take a deep breath. Well here goes nothing.
"I'm in love with Minato." Silence. I stand and wait for the voices of digust and betrayal. "Is that it?" "Seen it coming." I stare at my comrades in surprise. "You knew? How? I tried so hard to hide it!" Kakashi just opened his novel once again. "We know you Daisuke, You are very easy to read and its obvious." I look away sadly. "...It is?" Sasuke scoffs. "Yes it is. It's alright Daisuke. It's not uncommon, almost all clans have inbreeding, and some know how it feels." I look deeply into Sasuke's obsidian eyes. "Itachi?" A light blush appears on his face, and he nods. "You...aren't disgusted?" They both look up at me in curiously. "Why would we be disgusted?" I sit back down and bury my face in my knees. "Because I'm in love with my father! It's wrong! Disgusting! It shouldn't be like this! What would Naruto think? Minato doesn't even love me that way!" Sasuke wraps an arm around my shoulders and squeezed me into a tight and comforting hug. "You shouldn't care what people think, it's none of their business anyway. Its your life Daisuke, and no one can change that, not even Naruto. I've seen the way he looks at you, he loves you more than you think. A lot more. Talk to him. Don't wait for him to make the first move, make it your self." I sniffle and hug Sasuke back. "Thank you...both of you." We rise together and head for our houses. It was getting late after all.
THE NAMIKAZE ESTATE...
I walk in the door way of my home, and see my brother chopping vegtables and my father stirring some broth. I felt a twist in my stomach as the aroma floated into my nostrils. Ugh. RAMEN. I don't know what was their obsession with ramen, but I absolutely despise the dish. I can only eat it once in a while. The two blonds look up at me and smile; well Naruto does. He bounces up to me and chirps, "Hey Daisuke, where ya been?" I smile at how much energy my younger 16-year-old brother has. I ruffle Naruto's hair, and he whines in protest. He walks back into the kitchen and finishes what he was doing. I walk by the dining room table, hoping to get to my room safely, but the other blond stops me. "Daisuke, we need to talk." My stomach twists again. Fuck. He puts the a lid on the pot he was stirring and sits down at the dining table. I sit across from him, and look down at the table like it was the most interesting thing in the world. I hear my father sigh frustratingly. "Daisuke...what did I tell you earlier? You are not permitted to train or go on missions. You know that." I don't answer at first, then I say, "I know. I just...needed to release some steam...I've been frustrated all day and I really wanted to punch Sasuke today." Naruto giggles at my joke, but my father remains silent. "You're grounded." I sigh louder this time and get up from the table. My father does the same and walks around to face me, then pulls me into a hug. He whispers, "Don't be mad at me...this is for your own good. I love you." I visibly wince at those last words, and at the feeling of Minato's breath on my ear. I shudder and push him away. I look at Naruto, who is looking at me questioningly. "Daisuke? Whats wrong bro?" I start to hypervenulate, and I fall to the floor. My father picks me up, and lays me down on the couch. He pulls up my ANBU costume shirt and begins to rub my stomach. I feel dreadingly sick, and I groan at the feeling. I gasp out to my father, "S-stop it...it hurts..." He looks down into my blue eyes with desperation, and I think he's screaming my name. But I can't hear anything. My vision is slowly melting away. The last thing I see before I pass out, is my father's beautiful face calling for me.
CHAPTER ONE END
