Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but my friend knows the guy personally. Take that, I got connections. In fact Sarutobi Hiruzen was based off her grandpa who taught Kishimoto (History teacher, yeah don't ask why Kishimoto chose his high school history teacher for a character in his manga) and her uncle is the basis of Sarutobi Asuma. She called me from her college to ask me why both her grandfather and uncle were dead…I told her that her at least her dad's friends were still alive (Kakashi and Iruka, yeah…that's another interesting story that will not be brought up in this disclaimer because it's already too long.)
Mini Disclaimer: I might have added some stuff from Lord of the Rings, Pokémon, Winnie the Pooh Bear, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and so on so too be politically correct I must say that I do not own any of them…except maybe the random Tigger, Eeyor, or Pooh doll that pops up in my room curtsey of my two now eight-year-old sisters that drive me crazy and try to steal one of my now 28 stuffed foxes. People wonder why I'm obsessed with Naruto and honestly I just love anything with foxes so yeah. I 3 FOXIES. =^.^=
Rating: M for cutting, sexual innuendos, gore, also added an omake/lemon at the end of the story
Summary: At the age of five Naruto is saved from his darkness, or is he? He finds a mother in the one that caused him so much pain, watch him as he gathers the last of the demons and becomes the heir of the last of his race. Demonic!Naruto, FemKyuu, No pairings for Naru sadly.
FEEL FREE TO IMPUT:I've been thinking about making a sequel crossover, though with what is still up for debate. Any thoughts or requests will be taken into consideration, but please note that I do not have all the time in the world, so I am not that current with most manga, anime, books, TV shows, movies. Yeah, I'm sheltered and too lazy to actually turn on the TV…and I'm totally in love with Naruto.
If anyone has any questions or complaints, feel free to review. I'll answer them to the best of my ability, but remember the story is already finished. It just needs to be revised, edited and typed. The major plots and twists I have hidden will not be changed. And I will not change the pairings…which you will have to discover as you read.
Anyways on with the story!
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Kyuubi's Heir
Chapter 10: The Broken Heir
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Recap:Just a reminder the last time we left Naruto/Kyo it was about mid-November, I say this because I have a strict schedule that my characters must be on. I also hate that other author's don't make it clear what season it is in their stories, first it's hot and humid and less than a week later it's snowing. For all you author's reading this, keep consistent with timelines. I get discombobulated and confuzzled easily enough as it is. I actually made a timeline with real dates to help me keep track of where Kyo has to be in my story for things to work as they do. I guess I'm just knit-picky about stuff like that, but time is part of the setting, a major part of the plot, so I'm done with my rant now. Go ahead onto the Sneak Peak.
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A soft flutter of wings and a bird song filled the early morning air, a small hello to the spring as the winter winds started to move out and the earth and waters began to thaw. A thin fog settled on the ground barely covering the thick, mossy roots of the giant trees of area 44.
Resting back against the trunk of his choice of perch, Kyo dozed. Minutes later a blue blur flew past, a feather loosely falling onto her nose. Seconds ticked by. A pink blur followed, giving chase to the previous.
SPLASH!
Now a grey blur was running from a fast gaining gold blur.
CRASH!
Haku looked up from a small hidden lake that he was meditating over, while Yuki was awakened from a nap on the small beach, occupying the singular small patch of early sunlight that was able to peak through the dense canopy of the ancient woods. What they saw was a pile of limbs, fur, feathers, and tails.
Apparently, Kairi had challenged Hikari to a race with Raimaru tagging along. What they couldn't explain was how Kyo ended up soaking wet. The little weasel was trying to escape from one of the Fox Prince's tails as he wrung out the other eight. "Come on Aniki, it was just a water balloon. Besides, you said, 'When attacking an opponent, wait for an opening and once one presents itself give it all you got.' I was just practicing what you told me."
The wet kitsune scowled, "You interpreted what I said incorrectly. I said, 'Charging head first into a situation, a tactic you favor all too often, is a foolish move. Patience is a virtue. Observe and test your opponents fighting style. Wait for an opening to present itself. Eventually the enemy will tire and make a mistake. It is then that you take the opportunity to strike and defeat your foe.' That does not include dropping a water balloon in my lap while I am meditating!" Kyo yelled the last part shaking water droplets off his fur. A blast of fire courtesy of Kairi dried it out, but a shock from Rai had it poofing out making him look like a giant ball of fuzz.
His state of fluffiness had everyone rolling on the ground hysterically. Sensing Kyo's distress, Haku pulled a comb out of his kunai pouch and pulled the golden fox into his lap to properly flatten the electrified pelt.
Having been released, the grey weasel rolled its eyes, "It's not my fault I can barely understand some of the things you say. I don't speak no proper talk like ya'll highly ed-gu-macated folk." He had slipped into a goofy accent making the girls laugh harder and the two older boys chuckle.
Hikari shook herself, getting some of the leaves that stuck to her pink and green stripped fur to fall off. "When did Karin-baa say she would be back from her jounin meeting?" she asked, sitting on her haunches and letting her four tiger tails lay behind her. Every once in a while one would curl up and back out, much like Yuki's.
Preening a few of her feather-tufted tails, Kairi answered, "Well, it started a half hour ago. I wouldn't be surprised if Team Seven's sensei is delaying it with his usual tardiness. So don't expect her until lunch time."
"I think we should get some more training before she comes back." Yawned Yuki, stretching much like a feline, "You know warm up before Auntie Slave Driver starts intensive dodging techniques whilst hurling chainsaws, wolverines, and whatever Haku-nii tried to cook last night."
She had to jump up from her sun spot to dodge an ice-coated comb, courtesy of a beet red Haku. Kyo was unceremoniously dumped into the lake so suddenly, that he was once again soaked. Haku hid his eyes under his bangs in embarrassment, his impromptu throwing stance rigid, "My cooking isn't that bad!" he gritted out in a chilly voice.
Raimaru interjected, "I found an eyeball floating in it, along with some questionable objects that might have passed off as road kill leftovers from last week."
This time Kairi added her opinion, "Really? You're lucky. I couldn't get over the fact that it was changing colors. I thought it might be toxic that is until I swore it growled at me. Now I know it was a mutant experiment that Haku must have brought home and lost again. I swear why must you bring home whatever Orochimaru-reject you find wondering the forest when all they do is die after two days?"
"No, the growling was my stomach." Hikari said, "Raimaru dared me to try it. It was an interesting trip to the toilet. I swore I saw dancing chipmunks and Nii-sama singing 'Caramelldansen' while wearing one of Lee-san's green Spandex suits and his hair styled like the Uchiha's"
The girls and weasel broke into fits of laughter at the expense of a tomato red Haku and a horrified, dripping wet Kyo.
Such was the scene the ethereal Queen of Demons was welcomed to when she appeared at the edge of the small clearing. She was observing one of the precious moments between the former Jinchuuriki, smiling at the hilarity of the situation and one of the rare happy moments in their young lives.
A hanyou Kyo wrung out his tails and clothes before sensing his mother, "Kaa-san, your meeting is over?"
Karin stepped into the clearing, grinning slightly, "It was brief and the Hokage thought ahead and sent an ANBU after Hatake-san three hours before the appointed time."
Rai bounded over to her, "Karin-baa, what was the meeting about?"
Karin pulled the hyperactive weasel into a small hug as the others gathered around. Those still in there demon forms transformed into their hybrid forms, "I have entered both of your teams in the Chunin Exams taking place in Iwagakure this upcoming month. The Hokage was adamant in putting Konoha's best genin in the exams. He limited the number to eight teams. He mentioned putting our strongest in the exams and having a reserve of undercover ANBU, jounins, and chunins in the stands for the Final Exams. There was some information about an Alliance Squad between Iwa, Suna, and Oto that leaked out, comprised of their strongest, said to be unbeatable, genins. Such a squad has put many villages on edge. Rumors of a Fourth Ninja War is on the horizon are spreading; other Hidden Villages are preparing for the worst. It seems that at this time it is inevitable, the ninja world is doomed to another bloody massacre."
The young teenagers were silent, deep in their thoughts of what effects this news would have on their family and future. After several moments of pondering, Kyo spoke, "Are we to join to decide a victor? Or are we to carry out are plan before we discover the last of our kin?"
"I must speak to the other Bijuu on the matter," answered Karin, rubbing her temples, "until then, let's continue your training."
As she said this she pulled a cauldron out of thin air and appeared to be wearing a hazmat suit. The children paled in recognition of the mysterious contents in the pot. Hikari ran off into the woods to reliever herself of the bile that worked its way up her throat. Kyo mysteriously disappeared. Kairi reverted to demon form and flew away as fast as possible. Raimaru fainted. Yuki ran up the first tree she saw and cowered behind the foliage, mumbling things like, "No, not that, anything but that."
Only Haku remained where he stood, red-faced and white-knuckled. He shouted, "Oh come on! My cooking isn't that bad!"
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A week later
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Kyo and Karin were awakened in the middle of the night by a soft rustling of feathers. Both Team Oni and Team Akuma had left for the Chunin Exams three days before the other Konoha teams and were now camping out in the void tent. Karin wanted to travel at a leisurely pace, so by the time the other six teams would arrive, the demons would have already been there for a day.
The sounds of feathers drew closer, little clicks as taloned toes scraped the hardwood flooring in the kitchen/living room/entryway. Kyo yawned, "Tenken-ba is back."
"Yes, I know. I'll greet her," said Karin uncurling herself from her spot next to her kit and the pile of feathery, furry and scaled bodies that were piled into the bedroom. Karin gave a gentle lick behind Kyo's golden fox ear, soothing the bleary-eyed fox, "Go back to sleep. I'll handle it."
Kyo laid his muzzle back down between his paws, grateful for the couple more moments of precious sleep. Taking care of five younger demons was a lot tougher than when it was just him and Yuki. He was exhausted from keeping them out of trouble.
The red vixen gracefully jumped off the bed to receive the older Nanabi's report. The phoenix was devouring whatever leftovers there were in the fridge. Karin chuckled and shifted to match the blue-haired woman's hanyou form, "A long flight?"
Tenken spun around, a bit of rice clinging to her lower lip and wide-eyed. Karin fell to the floor rolling around trying to muffle her laughs with her hands clamped over her mouth. After the bird demon's eyes regressed to their normal size and swallowing her mouth full of food, she replied, "With you guys constantly on the move, I certainly couldn't use the 'Door of Light' technique to appear in front of you. So I just went to the house and flew all night from there. Do you know how many calories I burn for each hour I fly. Thousands, now if you want the report, you'll let me eat!" she gave a small glare and pout.
"Quit your pouting and finish up," Karin rolled her eyes and sat down at the larger dining room table. Now that they had more mouths to feed the little dinette set wasn't cutting it.
For the next five minutes Tenken stuffed her face as Karin admired Kyo's skill in fuuinjutsu seeing as the kitchen and dining areas could comfortably seat the entire family. The bed was replaced with traditional tatami mats and large fluffy futons allowing the family the closeness and touch that many of the younger ones lacked in the past. She was brought out of her thoughts when the sounds of a ceramic plate being place in the sink. A sigh of satisfaction slid from Tenken's lips, "Man that was some good grub. That boy of yours will surpass your culinary skills one day soon, Karin-hime."
"Yes, he is a talented cook," she smiled softly. "He's finally starting to open up again. I'm glad he has started helping me cook. Twelve mouths to feed is a lot to handle. Every day I find less scars on his arms, it seems whatever happened in the months I lost him is finally starting to fade. His heart is healing. It makes me happy, seeing him smile again."
Tenken nodded her head in agreement. She was witness to the slow transformation in the small fox. The first smile she saw was just a month ago when he gave Hikari, Raimaru, and her Kairi their new weapons. Seriously, that boy had talent in spades as a jack of all trades. (AN rhyming without knowing it) The tiger cub received dark forest green tiger claws with four small pink tinted spikes that had the option of injecting poison from hollows within the spikes and the added feature of said spikes lengthening into four inch long blades with a small pulse of chakra. His gift to his otouto was a pair of grey gloves. They looked ordinary enough until Raimaru pumped lightning chakra into them, changing them to gauntlets that produced electrified wires. Kyo had also presented the Raijin sword to the little weasel. The clingy kit wouldn't let go of his older brother's tails for the rest of the week until Kyo agreed to teach the boy some swordsmanship. And Kari's new tessen were made from her own wing feathers, teal with a silver design of a phoenix laying on a bed of lilies. With chakra the feathered fans became as hard as diamond and with wind chakra, her mind couldn't comprehend the possibilities.
As the younger siblings were excited and thanking their older brother figure, she caught a glimpse of 'It'. 'It' was the most heartwarming and genuine smile she had ever seen. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought he was born an angel. Now that she thought about it, they really don't know who the boy's mother was. The Sandaime mentioned a red-haired woman by the name of Kushina that was Minato's best friend, but had never seen either one interested in the other romantically. That doesn't mean she would have disagreed if he had asked her to bare him an heir if he never found a bride. "If there was one thing Minato wanted most in the world, it was a family" Hiruzen had told them one night while he dined with the demons. The old Hokage honestly had no knowledge of his predecessor's love life other than it was completely nonexistent. That is what he thought until the day the blonde leader raced onto the battlefield that October night, holding his day old son, both covered in dirt and the baby in dried blood. If the elderly man didn't know better, Minato could have slaughtered a pregnant girl and ripped her child from her corpse, but the blonde was well known for his selflessness and the boy's own photographic memory disproved that scenario.
Coming out of her own thoughts, she heard Karin ask for her report. "Right," she started, "Well, something is up. Iwa has recently renovated their stadium to seat an extra thirty thousand. That and several hundred shinobi from each country are migrating and setting up fortifications around their camps. All are within a twenty mile radius of the stadium."
"Sarutobi was correct on his hunch," Karin crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, her eyes shifted to the bedroom door "It seems we will be able to execute the plan ahead of schedule. Is your son, Osuo, and Ichiro-kun ready just in case this gets ugly? What of the others? Are they in position?"
"Yes, Karin-hime. Osuo-chan and Ichiro-kun will be observing the exams from afar and selecting candidates for-"
"Karin-ba! Come quick!" Hikari yelled frantically.
The two elder demons jumped up and raced into the bedroom. The sight they witnessed was terrifying. Naru/Kyo was thrashing wildly, legs held down by ice while Haku captured one flailing hand. The free one was tearing apart his own delicate throat, leaving bloody ripped gauges in the soft flesh. He was panting unevenly, like he was being starved of oxygen. But his eyes were the most frightening. Wide sapphire eyes were void of any of their ruby red flecks and the pupils were pin pricks. They held one emotion to such an intense degree that their own hearts were drowning in the overwhelming feeling- fear. Pure unadulterated fear.
Karin froze at the expression 'Maybe I thought too soon. If this is what he has been hiding all this time, the healing process just got a lot longer and with more hardships. That is unless something more drastic and life changing comes along.'
Shaking off her own fear and thoughts, Karin sprang into action by prying back the clawed hand, keeping it from tearing out its master's esophagus. Everybody's tails worked together to entrap the nine twisting fox tails. "Naruto!" Karin said sternly, trying to awaken the terrified kitsune. "Naruto, wake up!" She started pouring youkai into his wounded throat through her hand.
Five minutes of continuous thrashing and Karin trying to wake her son. Kyo started to calm down, his pupils returned to their normal size and his breathing evened out. His limbs fell lose and his tails curled around the others'. "I am sorry," he croaked out, "I am sorry. I did not mean to awaken you."
Haku let his ice melt away but his hand remained in his cousin's. Karin reached out to wipe away a sweaty bang. Everyone saw the miniscule flinch on Kyo's features and a sliver of fear in his eyes, making Karin draw backward. Instantly realizing what he did, Kyo stuttered fearfully. "N-no! I-I'm s-sorry! I-I didn't mean t-too! I-I'm sorry, P-please d-don't leave m-me."
Karin didn't know whether to gape at her son's stutter or the fact that he used a contraction. She settled for pulling the poor teary-eyed kitsune into her lap and holding him close. She almost forgot how small he was. It felt like he shrunk in height and lost a fair amount of weight. She pushed all thoughts of her kit's physical health to the side, what needed to be dealt with was the emotional baggage he was carrying, "Naru-chan, can you tell me what that was about?"
Kyo started to shiver and shake his head 'no'. Karin stroked his hair, petting just behind the ears, "Please, Naru-chan. I need to know so I can help you. You keep your emotions bottled up too much and this is what happens. Please, my kit."
After a minute or two, the smaller kitsune gave in. In a small voice he answered…
*Flashback*
The poor kitsune was chained up in HER bed again. His two shown tails covering his privates in attempt to hide his shame and stay warm. He was shivering from the ice bath he was just given and from the anxious fear that tore through his sickly thin body. He shivered in fear, cold and weakness, waiting for the head bitch and her loyal genjutsu mistress. It was always like this, Kagura would come in after his 'bath' and violate him, while the genjutsu girl would either join in or torture his mind so he couldn't retaliate.
The door creaked open, making him flinch. In stepped the Kagura bitch, but behind her was the scared seal master. Kagura smiled, "Kitsune-gaki, I have a special guest tonight. During our last session-" Naruto flinched back at the memory of his own blood and gore mixed in with Kagura's evil and pleasured grin, "I found a memory suppressor seal behind your ear. Curiosity took root in me and I enlisted the aid of my dear friend here. Let's see what's hidden in that seal."
Without any hesitation the seal master stepped forward and started to work on the memory seal. Naruto tried to bite the man, knowing that releasing a memory seal could result in brain damage if the memory was strongly negative. He would wager with his hospital record in Konoha, it would not be pretty.
It wasn't…
*Flashback October 9, Year 4 after the Kyuubi attack* (AN: I really hate to put a flashback in a flashback, but it can't be helped. Caution: Gore/Major Torture)
It was his fourth birthday. Surely these people could forgive or at least forget his existence as a Jinchuuriki and allow him this day of happiness and peace. Unfortunately his hope was proven false as he walked back home on the night of his true birthday, October ninth.
He woke up in a dark, cold void, his hands and legs bound gaging at the piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth and tied behind his head. A bright light suddenly blinded him. When he was able to see again, he saw a clock; both hands on the twelve indicating that it was midnight, the start of October tenth, the start of his torture.
A cruel voice sounded behind him, "Good morning, Demon. I believe you know what is coming, so we won't warn you or listen to any plea to spare your pathetic life. Just do us all a favor, hope that you'll be saved, scream with all your might begging someone to come and save you so we can hear your mind and will break. We would listen for your heart, but that is something only humans possess."
Without warning a katana stabbed him from behind and out through his stomach. Naruto's muffled scream reached deaf ears and his vision flashed white. A punch landed across his face and a kick to the back of his head sent him flying out of the stool he was on. The katana was wrenched free, the cloth in his mouth stained red from his blood. A large foot smashed down on his ribcage breaking all but three bones there. The foot withdrew and Naruto's hands were unbound and wire loops slipped halfway down his arms before his hands were pinned above his head with two kunai piercing through his palms.
The wire loops were pulled tight around his wrists. Naruto screamed once again and whimpered as the wire tore into his flesh down to the bone. The wire loops loosened and made their way back out of his new wounds. They were slipped half an inch up his arm and pulled tight again. Naruto cried when he realized his tormentors were going to section his entire arm. The cold voice came back, chuckling "12:05 a.m. You're broken body is going to be displayed at 9:00 p.m. We have 21 hours and 55 minutes to prepare you." The screams continued.
At 9:00 p.m., Naruto felt his deformed body being drug across sharp gravel to the center of Konoha. Flesh barely covered his arms, bone showing in multiple cases. Blood flowed down his back from lashings and still imbedded glass shard where they dragged him through broken bottles and windowpanes. The skin, not covered by third and fourth degree burns or scorch marks, was flayed away from the muscle.
The celebrating villagers and shinobi parted to the sides creating an aisle leading to what Naruto could finally see as a rudimentary gallows with a single noose. He knew it was only built for one being, him. A he was drug down the aisle, stones and rotten food were thrown at him. He saw a small girl around his age with pink hair standing in front of him and his tormentors halted. Naruto knew he shouldn't have gotten his hopes up, but he wished the little girl didn't do anything more to him. The girl looked back to the crowd, most likely at her parents. Her attention landed on him once more. What little hope he had left him as her fist pulled back and she slugged him. The crowd cheered as a now smiling girl rushed back to her family.
Naruto was dragged the rest of the way and pulled up onto the stage. The blood soaked cloth that had been replaced during the torture was removed and several teeth along with a mixture of saliva and blood escaped his mouth. He gasped for clean air, his newly broken nose limiting his ability to breathe.
A sharp stone hit his head opening a new wound. A hand grabbed hold of his matted and bloody hair and used it to lift him onto his broken feet. Everyone in the crowd could see his small starved and deformed body. His arms were wrenched back and bound tightly, a silent scream formed on his face as his worn throat could no longer support his voice. The crowd jeered and cheered as he was put on a small block under the rope. He was too short for the rope to come down over his head.
He stared out over the crowd almost all of them were villagers with a few vengeful shinobi, all chunin and genin. He saw no ones' face, they were all a blur to him, but he could hear everything they said, "Die demon" "Bakemono" "Filth" "Worthless trash" "Go back to Hell, where you belong." Their words pierced his heart and mind like a rain of needles.
The noose was over his head and around his neck before he knew it. At that moment, Naruto understood. All of these people hated him so much that they never saw him, a young broken child. All they would ever see was the demon he contained. They didn't care or respect his father at all, and yet they praise and sing of his glory in their own arrogance. If they had truly loved his father, they would have abided his word and treated him like a hero or at least a normal little boy. But they had fallen far from his graces and the beliefs set by the founding Senju brothers and the followers of the Will of Fire. Speaking of which, something happened to his Ojiji and the ANBU that normally watch over him. He would have been rescued by now. His Ojiji-san wasn't coming to save him this time.
He started to struggle when the rope was tightened and he was standing on his tiptoes to keep his lungs filled with air. Now, he was fighting to keep his life. Four years wasn't long enough for him. He had to prove himself before facing his father. The block he was standing on was kicked out from beneath him. The tension in the rope increased with the addition of all his weight. He was pulled two more feet in the air by the tormentor working the rope. His tormentors were cruel. The way they hung him wouldn't be able to kill him instantly by snapping his neck. No, they wanted him to suffer as much as possible so they chose to suffocate him.
He hung there perfectly still so the rope wouldn't tighten anymore and kill him quicker. Of course, he was given no peace as the tormentors started to beat on him with sticks, clubs and sheathed swords, like little kids and a party piñata. Ten minutes later his lips started to turn blue and the rope slackened to set his feet on the ground and he was given a chance to regain his breath for the next round of villagers to take a literal whack at.
After three hours, the crowd grew bored of the evening entertainment and dispersed to sleep soundly in their warm homes. All left him hanging there alone but one tormentor, the one with the cold voice that taunted him throughout his entire day, "Well, it seems you were somehow able to survive all of that. Why you still cling to your worthless life is beyond me. I guess you're wondering, with what little conscious you have, where your 'precious Ojiji' is since he usually comes to stop our fun. We paid a hefty bribe for his secretary to drug him for 24 hours and the council assigned bogus missions to all the jounin and ANBU who have fallen to your black magic"
Naruto's eyes stung. He was able to breathe a little but each breath was a struggle and he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He tried to fight off the darkness that constantly threatened to consume him. This tormentor drugged him with a serum that kept him conscious throughout the entire day and it was now wearing off. "It seems you've reached your limit Demon-brat. Not a minute too soon either. There is only a few minutes left until this day ends and with it, you will expire as well. It might be cliché, but any last words?"
Naruto mumbled. The tormentor leaned in closer, "Sorry, what was that Demon-brat?"
Naruto looked into the man's sickly green eyes with his cold as ice startling the man a bit with the intensity of the hatred pressing down on him. Glaring at his torturer, Naruto rasped out, "My name isn't 'Demon-brat'. It's Namikaze Naruto, son of the Yondaime Hokage."
Enraged at demon's last 'lie,' the tormentor drew his sword, "Good riddance you nasty little liar."
He brought his sword up and then towards the strangling child's neck. The body fell to the ground, the head rolled until it hit a foot. The foot was connected to the Sandaime Hokage. In his arms was the boy near death and the tormentor's head that lay at his feet. The Professor sneered and kicked the head away. He looked at the broken child in his arms, "I'm so sorry Naru-kun, but it would be best if you never accessed this memory. Forgive an old man from being unable to protect you."
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Karin held her crying kit, tears flowing down her cheeks. She had been asleep that horrible night and the seal prevented her from seeing it as she looked back on his memories. The others cuddled around sending their warmth and love towards the broken heir. An hour later everyone had fallen back asleep aside from the Queen of Demons. Stroking her son's fluffy tri-colored hair, Karin watched as her kit slept soundly, 'He still hasn't regained his self-esteem. He has confidence in his strength and battle prowess, but he is so emotionally stunted that he thinks we, his family, would leave him because of his insecurities instead of helping him through them. He doesn't think we would stay because we love him for himself. If only he could accept himself, then he would see that we would never leave him.'
She sighed, 'Namikaze Minato, do you know what you have put your son through? How strong he has become because of it? How much he does to gain the love and respect of others? How much he closes himself off to keep those bonds because he thinks others won't accept him for himself? How broken he is inside? Would you be proud of your Village for what they have done to your flesh and blood? Or would you destroy them?'
Hugging Kyo closer to her, her eyes closed giving in to sleep, 'If you had known the Village would reject your final wish and command, would you still have sealed me into him? Or let me destroy them? Had you lived, would you love him as much as I do?
She kissed the top of Kyo's head, "I love you, my precious Naruto."
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AN: Ok…I'M SO SORRY! I'm a terrible person for not writing in nearly two years. It was a combination of a lot of things that I will just called Real Life knocking at my door. I will say that I took a Creative Writing course over the past few semesters and even I can see the difference in my writing. I will remind people that I started this my Sophomore year of HIGH SCHOOL and finished it Senior year of HIGH SCHOOL and lost the middle chapters and it is now my Senior year of COLLEGE (not that I'm anywhere close to being done, switched majors and studied abroad in Korea), but now I'm back and really just want to finish this story because I got one up to bat. And for those that follow Destiny or Love? Yeah that's discontinued, it sucks and I have no idea where it was going. SO I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Some things before anyone flames me, the torture scene was planned a long time ago. I took it from a later chapter because it worked nicely with this chapter and I needed it to appear sooner to show that while Naruto's character is still developing he was pretty much broken and thus could be molded and shaped as he was back in chapter 5 which I went back and reread…I'm so sorry for that POS, sadly I'm too lazy to go back and rewrite. So this was to inject some humor into the story, foreshadow some stuff to come and to make you sick and cry…I covered a lot of the emotional spectrum here. Don't hate me for that. To tell you the truth, I still feel just as sick the first time I wrote that torture scene. Poor Naru, I such a mean author. In the words of Kurt Vonnegut, "Be a sadist. No matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them—in order that the reader may see what they are made of." I took these words to heart, so shit happens to Naru and you guys get to watch him struggle to accept the shit that happened to him and move on…I need to stop giving away my plot…don't worry all the twists and turns are coming up.
Read and Review, Peace out.