Chapter 9

NARUTO'S POV

With two tails out, my office didn't stand a chance. After an hour of destruction, I finally calmed down. Sasuke's was from Aryian. Apparently, Aryian sent one to Sasuke to give to Keidara. Odds are he's breaking up with her. This ain't goin to be pretty. Sakura's was from both of them, and they basically said, 'Fuck off!' I hope Kami is with them when she finds them.

NAGOTO POV

Aryian and I headed to the land of lightning to see if we could find the eight-tail's vessel. We found her and I marked her with a tracker, that not even an ANBU could detect. On our way back to the hideout, I noticed the Kazakage coming our direction.

"Ian, left now."

"Dad, the hideout's on the right."

"I know. The Kazakage is coming this way, and if we go into the hideout through the front, he'll know where it is. So, we're going the long way, that only I know about, and can allow people through. Without me, if you try to come through this way, you'll die. Move!" Aryian did as he was told, and turned left, we entered a cave and I made a couple of hand signs, and my chakra flowed out and filled three indentations on the back cave wall. Only my chakra would activate the door, and once I go through the door it closes. If my chakra isn't used to open the door, a bolder falls from the roof of the cave right on top of the person inserting the chakra. Through the doorway is a series of tunnels that lead to the kitchen of the hideout. Madara pulled me aside to "talk"

"Nagoto, Aryian's only an A-ranked missing-nin. We need to change that. You know what to do. Go to rock village. Give them this." Madara gave me Deidara's forehead protector.

"How many?"

"According to his records, only two, one needs to be tortured, preferably with a witness for both."

"Is water-boarding (1) considered torture?" I smirked.

"Uzumaki, you know damn well I'm a liberal and I say it is, even if your conservative ass doesn't think so (2), but I would prefer the torture to include something with blood."

"What is it with you and blood. You got a hema-fetish or something?"

"NO!" he yelled defensively.

"Then why are you so damn defensive?" my smirk got bigger.

"You're too close to my fetish bastard." He said taking a drink of a glass of water he just poured.

"You're into necrophilia?!" I blurted out, partly because I knew that he meant that he was a masochist. The other reason I said that was Pein just walked into the room.

"I'm going to kill you." Madara said calmly.

"Dude that's not right." Pein said. I slowly backed away.

"What?"

"Necrophilia means having sex with corpses." I say backing away slowly.

"I still don't get it…" I winked suggestively at him "FUCK YOU UZUMAKI!" he roared and stormed out of the room.

"I think he got it, what do you think Pein?"

"That I couldn't get away with what you just did." (3)

"You're probably right, anyone else would have been…" I stopped because I heard someone yelling.

"…OF A BITCH! I'M GOING TO KILL THE FUCKER THAT DID THIS TO MY ROOM!" I heard my son yell.

"I take it you guys pranked him."

"What would give you that ever so correct idea?" Pein said innocently. I just rolled my eyes.

"You know, he's probably gonna ask for my help on revenge day. And I'm not going to deny him." I said as I used the body flicker to see what Aryian's room looked like.

To be continued.

I know this chapter is short, but I want to ask you guys, what should Aryan's room look like? It's up to you, I'll read the suggestions I get, and then pick the one I deem the best, and make it part of the fic, you will get the credit for the suggestion. I might just combine two suggestions to make the final product.

(1) water-boarding is where a cloth is placed over the victim's head, and water is poured over it. To the victim it feels like they're drowning, but they are completely safe.

(2) Conservatives like me consider water-boarding to be an "advanced interrogation technique." liberals on the other hand consider it torture.

(3) this actually happened to me last year. I was joking around with a friend and another friend just walked into the room so I said those exact words, and that was the actual conversation that followed (up until point 3). Let's just say he didn't want to know what I told him. He still thinks I'm a pervert for that. Wait, I am a pervert, so of course he's right, but I can't believe that it took necrophilia for him to realize that.