In order to try and stop the bloodlusts, Naruto turns to the person he captured…the question is, is Deidara willing to help? It might take a trade to seal the deal…
Thanks black55widow, for the torture ideas. ;)
Disclaimer
The Naruto Cast does not belong to me, they belong to Kishimoto Mashashi.
Anything that does not belong in Naruto belongs to me, unless said otherwise.
Key
"Word" Talking
'Thought' Thinking
"Fox" Kyuubi Speaking
Deidara screamed, thrashing as another sliver of wood was shoved under his pinky toenail. He eyes were shut tightly, and sweat covered his entire body.
"F-fu- AAAAH!" Deidara struggled to escape his bondage, but the chains and rope had been securely tied, and he endured another sliver of wood up his middle toes.
"I won't!" He snarled, tears leaking out of his eyes. The tears behind the scope pooled in the glass, blocking his vision out of it. "So just kill me, un!"
"No can do." Ibiki thrusted the wood into the other pinky toe. "Not until you give us everything about the Akatsuki."
"Never!" Deidara's growl came out sounding like an animals, his eyes glazed over with pain and anger.
"That's your problem then, not mine." Ibiki shrugged and continued on.
Naruto lay curled up into the fetal position on his bed, having recently come back from the mission to retrieve Sasuke for the first time in two years…
And he had failed…again.
"You should have used my power when you had the chance, stupid kit!" Kyuubi slammed him up against the doors. "Suffering a defeat like that, an embarrassment!"
'I-I'm sorry…' A tear slid down a tan whiskered cheek.
"Sorry won't cut it!" Kyuubi bit down into the boys shoulder, drawing blood. "Pay the consequences!"
'N-no-naaah!' Naruto was helpless against the giant fox's administrations…
"Weak, helpless!" Kyuubi snarled ferociously. "You wretch, disgracing my name like that!"
'I-'
"Don't even try to defend yourself!" Kyuubi cut him off. "Next time, obey your master!"
'Y-yes…I w-will…' Naruto struggled to break free.
"Will what?" Kyuubi demanded, placing a bruising kiss upon his host's lips before letting the boy answer.
'Yes, Kyuubi-sama! I'll use your power whenever you want!' Naruto cried.
"Good." The demon smirked. "Now let's get down to business…"
Naruto couldn't even lift a finger to save himself.
It would have been a week since he had come here, Deidara estimated. The ANBU had fed him thrice, supposedly keeping to their word about holding his meal back for a day.
But there was no way to be sure, for all Deidara knew, it could have been two weeks.
Either way, he was looking quite sorry indeed. His hair was a grimy, tangled mess, and his ribs were starting to show.
He took a small sip from the water bottle, no longer caring about appearance. He had to keep his strength up if he wanted to get through this alive. He was still foolishly cling to the hope that Akatsuki would rescue him…
'This sucks…'
He warily glanced up as the ANBU entered his cell. Looks like it was time for another session. Oh goodie.
Naruto trembled, trying to lose himself within the whiteness of his sheets. He was beyond terrified, to the point where he could only whimper in fear and cry.
Kyuubi had kicked him out a long time ago, but Naruto was sill feeling the effects, two hours later. He may still be a physical virgin, but inside…he was the Kyuubi's little toy.
Was it normal for people to be disgusted with themselves like this?
Naruto bit down on his abused pillow, which had now lost most of its stuffing. He had to do something…but what?
There was nothing he could do…nothing…nothing…No!
He refused to give up. There had to be someway to escape, to save himself from the Kyuubi. Besides, he was Uzumaki Naruto. He never gave up, ever.
He couldn't tell Tsunadae or Kakashi…not even Sakura, and sure as hell not Sai. Somehow he felt that they weren't…how to put this? Insane enough to help him, and would give him some logical ideas that would never work.
So who?
And then Naruto came up with a brilliant idea.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The water was fucking pissing him off.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Deidara felt like screaming, but bit it back. Blood trickled down past his chin, but he ignored it.
Drip.
Drip.
Dri- "Who's there?"
At last! Perhaps it was time for session to be over!
"Uzumaki Naruto, with permission of the fifth herself to speak to Deidara Tanuki, Akatsuki member, alone."
'Damnit! The one thing, the one thing!' Deidara swore in his mind.
"Very well." The door opened and Naruto walked in. As soon as he was out of range, the door was slammed shut with a metal clang.
Deidara watched through narrowed eyes. The jinchuuriki wanted something, and the artist had a feeling that it didn't have to do with interrogation.
"Hullo." Naruto said casually, yanking a stool from the corner and sitting on. His knees were set up on the top bar, and his hands clutched the seat between his legs.
"Don't waste my time, just get to the point, un." Deidara demanded icily.
"Tch, fine." Naruto leaned back slightly. "I have a proposition for you."
Deidara leaned forward a bit, eyes gleaming. "Enlighten me."
Naruto grinned, and both suddenly found themselves interlocked in what appeared to be a strange twisted game.
"It depends…do I really want to go through with this?" Naruto said, eyes narrowed giving him a sly look.
"I know I want to hear about this." Deidara gave a trademark smirk. "Now tell me, un. Or will I have to force it out of you?"
"How? You're chained to a chair; you've been tortured for over a week as I can see by your condition, and you don't have any arms." Naruto taunted mercilessly.
"I can play mind games as well as Ibiki, un."
"But it won't be enough to make me break."
"You don't know that."
"I've been through worse than what you're getting." Naruto said, eyes gleaming with the competition.
"Oh?" Deidara straightened. "IF you're so hard to break…then why are you here to ask me god knows what, un?"
Naruto's smile was now strained. "Well, you'll just have to find that out, huh?"
"So what is it I have to do to get you to tell me?" Deidara tilted his head to the left, eyeing the boy curiously, analyzing him.
"Hmm…." Naruto frowned, thinking for a moment. "How about…you turn off that annoying faucet?" He pointed to the tap, which was still dripping water at a stead rate.
Deidara glanced at it and shrugged. 'No biggie.' He reached a foot over to turn the tap all the way off, but found he was just out of reach. He snarled and stretched, managing to brush the tip of the faucet, but he didn't have enough strength. Not to mention that stretching this way squeezed the breath out of him.
The artist retracted his foot and contemplated things before he realized what was going on. The jinchuuriki wanted Deidara to ask him to turn off the faucet, nicely. It was the only way, since Naruto had not specified how Deidara should turn it off.
"Bastard, un."
Naruto grinned. "Anything else?"
Deidara gritted his teeth, glaring. "Will you…" He sucked in sharply.
"Yes…?" Naruto leaned in.
Deidara sighed and shut his eyes tightly. "Will you please turn off the faucet?" Every word was ground out through tightly clenched teeth. He really needed to blow up something, right now. And the person in front of him was the ideal target.
"Sure." Naruto reached over and the dripping noise stopped. "Now what else?" The jinchuuriki smirked as he watched Deidara struggled to say a simple polite sentence.
Deidara looked the annoying boy in the eyes. "Fucking tell me what you want."
Naruto tapped a finger to his chin, considering wether he should turn the faucet back on and start over, or just get it over with. He chose the latter.
"What if I told you…that I could get you out of here?" Naruto said coyly.
Deidara's jaw practically hit the floor. "W-what?" His hopes shot up through the roof. Freedom? Like hell he would pass this up!
"Not only that, but I can reattach your arms as well." Naruto continued on. "…For a price."
Deidara's excitement quickly died down. He knew where this was headed….or so he thought. "What price, un?"
"I need to know how to control insanity…" Naruto said, now serious.
Deidara frowned, thinking this over. 'To control insanity…? What the hell does that mean?' He voiced this question.
"You enjoy killing, right?" Naruto asked.
"Only when it's by means of my art." Deidara answered.
Naruto raised an eyebrow at his statement, but continued on. "So then, what do you do when you can't kill anyone? At all?"
'I think…' Deidara replied with ease. "Then I imagine blowing them up." The Akatsuki suddenly shook his head. "No…" He tilted back his head to stare up into the light, thinking for a moment. Naruto waited patiently.
"If I did that, then something would blow up, un…" He was now speaking more to himself than the boy. He chewed his bottom lip thoughtfully. "Then I usually eat something I particularly enjoy, almost like comfort food."
Naruto thought about this for a moment, his eyes going to the top of his head to look at the ceiling, before looking back at Deidara. "That's not all of it."
"No, but I don't see why I should…" Deidara hinted vaguely that he wanted something before he went on. The younger blonde picked up on it almost immediately.
"Pfft." Naruto's grin was back in full force. "Fine. You'll get your arms back. But afterwards…."
"Yeah, yeah, I know, un." Deidara smirked. "But we'll see…I want my bloodline limit while you're at it." 'If you can do it. Hehe, I doubt it, and there's no way the Hokage will agree to your request…'
"Of course." Naruto stood up. "Don't worry about it too much. Instead, worry about the next torture session."
Deidara grimaced. "Oh yay…"
"Have fun…" Naruto chuckled, opening the door. "I'm done." He informed Ibiki. "He's yours again." He glanced back. "Later, Deidara-kun."
"Arrogant fox brat…" Deidara hissed under his breath, glaring at the spot where Naruto had been before the door shut.
"Are you ready to begin? I have a new torture in mind…" Ibiki smiled cruelly, and so it began…
"You want me to WHAT!?!?" Tsunadae slammed both fists on her desk, scattering papers and pens everywhere on the floor. A few cracks appeared in the desk where Tsunadae's hands had made contact with the wood.
Shizune and Tonton backed away quickly to avoid the Fifth's rage, Shizune desperately looking for a way out as she tightly clutched her pet pig.
Naruto winced slightly, but stayed where he was. "I want you to reattach Deidara's arms…"
"Naruto…." The Godaime's voice was dangerously low. "Why did you go behind my back and do this?" She was pissed, that much was for sure.
"I have my reasons." Naruto stated simply.
"And you are about to tell me them."
"Uhh…no."
Shizune quietly slid out the door, wanting no part in this argument, Tonton was not too far behind. The two did not notice them leave.
"Alright…" Tsunadae smiled pleasantly and sat back down. Naruto was on guard instantly; Tsunadae did not easily surrender, and he knew this would be no exception. "I won't do it then."
Naruto's eyes widened. "Damn! Well…fu…fine." He sighed, folding his arms. "I asked him if he knew how to control bloodshed." He glanced away nervously.
Tsunadae looked at him shrewdly. "Why didn't you ask me or Kakashi? Sakura might have been able to help."
"To be honest," Naruto said, "you would have suggested things that would have never worked, we both know this."
Tsunadae bit down on her tongue lightly. "So you asked him, an Akatsuki member?"
"...Yes."
"…" The Hokage thought things over with this. "But do you honestly expect for us to just let him go free?"
Naruto grinned, unrecognizable light dancing in his eyes. "And that's where I lied…just a bit."
Tsunadae raised an eyebrow and leaned forward, listening intently.
When Naruto was finished explaining his idea to the Hokage, there was a smug smile on her face. "I see. That's a very good idea. We'll be sure to put it into action as soon as possible."
"Arigato, Hokage-sama." Naruto bowed and walked out of the room, a light bounce in his step. Perhaps the secret to controlling Kyuubi would be discovered…now things just had to work out the way he wanted them to.
But in the end, nothing ever really did go according to plan, did it?
And here is the fourth chapter! I hope you enjoyed it.
Ideas for torture are still open, and giving me tips to improve my writing would be appreciated.
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