Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto!
Warning: Multiple character deaths, both major and minor. No pairings for Naruto 'coz he's too young in here! The story revolves around Kyuubi and Naruto so other characters could not be mentioned.
Chapter 4
A gun fire was shot in the distance.
Wake up Naruto, wake up!
Blood, so much blood in his hands.
Stop it! This is all a dream.
A scream from a voice he knew all too well.
A nightmare! Please stop!
"Traitor!"
No, not that. Please wake up.
"Fuck you!"
Damn you Naruto. WAKE UP!
"Naruto, run!"
Wake up!
"I'm sorry, Naruto… Can't… any loner."
NO!
Inside an isolated mansion 50 miles away from Devil's road. A 27 year old Kazama Naruto awake with a small anguished moan and sat up with a start. Slowly he turned his head around, allowing himself to bath in the cold embrace of the shadows. Softly he murmured, almost as if trying to convince himself. "You're so silly Naruto. You're 50 miles away from home. This is your room, your dark little neat room full of law books and paint easels. NO, that little smudge on the wall is not blood, its paint. You accidentally toppled on the carpet while holding a red acrylic paint and smearing it in the process. I DON'T CARE IF IT LOOKS LIKE BLOOD IT ISN'T! It isn't. It isn't. It isn't. It isn't." Naruto softly whispered to himself while embracing himself tightly and with every 'it isn't' he speaks, his voice got softer and softer until it melted into soft heartbreaking sobs. And for the first time in a long time, Naruto cried. Not as Kitsune Naruto nor as Kazama Naruto, but simply Naruto. A lost child who is till finding his way back home ever since that 14 day ride he took with his father on the winter of 1991.
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To say Naruto is exited was too soft a word to describe the bouncing 12-year-old running up and down the gigantic staircase of the Kitsune Mansion. Naruto was extremely pleased today. Reason no. 1 His father is still home today! (Hooray!) Reason no. 2 He's going to have a new playmate. Well actually, playmate was just what he calls to every new kid going inside the Mansion even though all they really do is either fuss over him as if there is no tomorrow or glare at him as if his death is the answer for the problem of world peace. Reason no. 3 His father told him that he is going to meet his Uncle Ryuu's son today.
Yup, today, Naruto was totally ecstatic.
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"Now Naruto, I want you to close your eyes." Kyuubi softly told this as the two of them waited outside for the arrival of Ryuu's son together with Ookami and his 'band of vagabonds' as Tora calls them.
After a few minutes of hovering in the air and waiting for the perfect time to land, the helicopter finally landed on a grassy plain a few feet away from where Naruto and his father stood.
The helicopter looked exactly just like any other helicopters except that it was painted in blue and that a blue dragon was painted on its sides. Naruto had always wondered about that symbol, but his father never told him the answer.
A few minutes passed by and the helicopter's blades stopped and the pilot came out and opened the door of the body of the helicopter. From there, Naruto saw his Uncle Ryuu and Ookami's familiar faces, his father waved at them with a small smile. His Uncle Ryuu waved back while his Uncle Ookami signaled someone inside the helicopter to go out with a flick of his wrist. Then out of the blue, a big well built man with short cropped hair and concealed face came out, at his heels was a short feminine boy dressed in traditional kimono and with his hair bound in a bun.
"Come Naruto, let's welcome them." His father said as he took his hands and led him to the group of people. Little did he know that it would be the start of his nightmares.
AN: I know, it's short. Can't help it. I'm sorry.