Chapter Thirty-Seven
Wyrmling
A Naruto Fanfiction
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Disclaimer: All journeys are what you make of them.
The dragon and the wyrmling flew upwards for quite some time. The blackness started changing, the dark lightened into a gray. And even that too faded into a white.
Are we there yet?
"Here," murmured the dragon.
So I was right?
The wyrmling saw a speck in the distance.
That must be it.
They flew towards the speck that grew as they moved. In almost no time, the speck turned into a donut shape. As they approached it, the figure became larger until at last it was clear that the shape was a desk. That desk had tails, dragons who sat the great circular desk.
The wyrmling and the dragon flew into the center of the desk. He two came face to face with five dragons. One was purple; it had a porcine-like face and bubbles erupting from its snout. The second dragon was burgundy and had spikes going down both sides. The third dragon was gray and had ivory ram horns. The fourth dragon was white and had scattered baby blue scales on its underbelly. The fifth dragon was gold and had a flowing silver mane.
"Greetings to you, members of the Dragon Council," nodded Kurayamiryu.
"So this is Yukio," snarled the purple dragon.
"Yes, this is—"
"She can speak for herself!"
Who peed in his Cheerios?
"Hi, my name is Yukio. It's nice to meet you."
"I'm not sure if nice is the right word to use," shrugged the white dragon.
"What do you mean?"
"We are meeting under some serious circumstances," continued the white dragon gravely.
Why can't we meet in sunshine, huh?
"Like what?"
"First off, with your coming to this realm in the first place, "scoffed the purple dragon.
Wait. What? How is that a bad thing?
"It's a bad thing because you were not supposed to go to that realm in the first place," informed the white dragon.
Did he just read my mind?
The white dragon nodded.
Aw crap! That means that whatever I think isn't safe! That sucks! Hey white dragon, could you please stay out of my mind.
The white dragon smiled then nodded.
Thanks man.
"How is that a bad thing?" returned Kurayamiryu.
"She was never supposed to return to their world," the gray dragon blew a puff of smoke.
"Why? Does it have to do with the human-anime/creature story?"
"It's not a story, wyrmling, it's our heritage," the gray dragon breathed more smoke.
"So this has something to do with the Dragon Temple?"
"Indeed it does," acknowledged the burgundy dragon. "And it has quite a bit to do with human memory."
But how are we supposed to know everything about every human?
"Oh?"
"What were the monks of the Dragon Temple like?" inquired the gold dragon.
It was horrible…I don't want to think about it…
The wyrmling hesitated, "They hurt me…I was a human—"
"No, you're a dragon," sniffed the purple one.
Snappy much?
"I was a human and once one of the monks found out…they kidnapped me to try to force a transformation."
"How?" breathed the gray one.
"They hurt me…they said that there were…scales…under my human skin…And they thought that…beating me…would turn me into a dragon."
The purple dragon sputtered, "Wh-wh-why those…HUMANS!"
"They're humans, I don't expect much from them," puffed the gray dragon.
"Of all the stupid things to do! They can't WILL a dragon to appear, the dragon does that by itself!" the purple dragon was ready to kill something. "That's it! Wyrmling. You are never to return to that world! You will stay here with your father until the humans kill each other off."
He's got to be kidding.
"But what about my mom?"
"What about her?"
"I can't just leave her in the world without Chakra."
"Sure you can, I doubt you think of her every waking minute."
I bet you don't think about the Dragon Temple every five minutes.
The white dragon snickered.
"I think about her when it counts. I want to get my mom."
"She's fairly reasonable," sighed the gray dragon.
"Indeed," nodded the burgundy dragon.
The white dragon nodded.
"It seems as though you have permission to obtain you mother and bring her here," nodded the gold dragon.
Kurayamiryu's ice blue eyes sparkled.
"Thank you," sighed the wyrmling.
We'll do the rest of it later.
"So, I'll go get her now?"
"Fine," pouted the purple dragon.
The other dragons nodded.
Yukio exhaled slowly, "Okay…okay."
Kurayamiryu smiled, "Thank you Council Members for your generosity. By your leave."
"You may go," returned the gold dragon.
With that, the two flew off. They were silent for a few minutes before the dragon broke it with, "You did a great job, Yukio."
"I did?"
"Yes, I've never seen the Dragon Council so considerate. I've been asking to bring you and your mom here for years."
Wow. I must have caught them in a really good mood or something.
"So now what happens?"
"You go home and get mom."
"And then what?"
"We live here."
Yukio paused, "But what if I don't want to live here?"
Kurayamiryu took a whole minute before answering. "They won't allow you to leave."
"Why not?"
"Because of your story."
"I didn't give details."
He groaned, "They're the Dragon Council, they can tell."
"Then can't they tell that I like that world?"
He laughed, "SO you liked being beaten!"
"No! I like being special on account of me just being me. It's not like that on Earth."
Kurayamiryu was silent.
Ariel Ceylan: Now I'm regretting having Kurayamiryu as Yukio's dad's name. It takes some time to type. It's a major bummer. Oh well. I'm close to done with this story. I need to finish this so I can start working on my screenplays and my six courses. So please bear with me with these last few chapters. They will be long-ish. Push it to the limit! Ariel Ceylan