SECRET
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto
WARNING- YAOI (eventual SasuNaru, meanwhile a little KakaNaru and GarNaru), sex, blood, gore, heavy politics, deception, action, horror, at first evil Sasuke, war, assassins, spies, genetic engineering and a lot of out of character. PS- this chapter is really, really, really dirty.
Mysteries and passion
(Chapter 2)
Night had just enveloped Konoha in its embraced. It was a lazy summer night. Laughter, whispers with the accompaniment of crickets filled the night. Lovers walked hand in hand, friends flocked in groups chatting insanely and the full moon finished this surreal painting.
However, a certain Uchiha Sasuke took in none of this. He stood at the base of the partially enclosed outdoor staircase that wound its way up to the decrepit third floor apartment belonging to one Uzumaki Naruto. Sasuke chewed anxiously on his nail; it was a habit he'd picked up after the bridge incident.
He hadn't seen the dobe for almost a month and though he hated to admit it… he missed him sorely. Sasuke was dreading the inevitable confrontation over his faults with Naruto. Uchiha's never apologized, but Sasuke would break that rule for the dobe. The moron who had taken his power away and his life's goal, he'd do it for the fucking bastard. He'd do it for Naruto.
Having decided this Sasuke slowly made his way up the rickety staircase and knocked hesitantly on the orange door. Orange, gees could the boy be any more obsessed? No one answered. Sasuke pounded a little more aggressively. Maybe Naruto was already asleep. Sasuke stood uncomfortably on the staircase, contemplating his next course of action. He'd come back tomorrow night… was the evident solution. Sasuke made his way back down the staircase and strolled down the street.
A shadow watched him go. Naruto crouched in the tree that leaned against the unstable staircase and overlooked his apartment. Naruto's blond dreads glistened in the moonlight and his exotic eyes held mild amusement. He played with his knife thoughtfully. So the Uchiha had come to his humble abode. Seemingly to apologize. This was interesting… and oh, so out of the character of the Uchiha that Naruto had grown up with. Naruto jumped down from his perched with the grace of predatory cat and landed silently on the staircase. He unlocked the door and entered. Tonight would be peaceful… tomorrow; the Kazekage was coming and knowing Gaara, his tiny apartment would be utterly destroyed.
The Kazekage- Day
Gaara arrived followed by a procession of guards. These were dangerous times to be traveling and being the Kazekage he was an extremely sought target. Upon arrival Tsunade wearing her traditional Hokage garb met with him in her office. A few council members also graced his presence. Notable the head of the clans. The rest being stubborn old fools, who refused to acknowledge a container of a demon as the Kazekage. Tsunade would give them a new perspective, when she got her hands on them. How so, she had yet to formulate.
The boy's appearance had changed somewhat. He was taller with narrow hips and very broad shoulders and muscular arms. His red hair had grown into a short ponytail and, his facial features had matured. His skin, one pasty had turned a golden brown and his golden eyes had gained light brown rims. Overall his appearance was breath taking.
Having arrived through the streets as on procession, Gaara had unwittingly gathered a considerable sized fan club, who were now patiently awaited his exist from the Hokage tower. Unbeknownst to them, though they would soon discover it… Gaara was a promiscuous homosexual. His largest crush was the true Naruto without his illusions. An accidental discovery that had sent erotic pleasures coursing through his mind and stirred his dick, just thinking of it.
Gaara relaxed in a cushioned chair before Tsunade's desk. One of his legs was thrown casually over an arm of the chair. Tsunade's eyebrow twitched in irritation at Gaara's informal pose, but she did not comment. "So Kazekage, how may we assist you?"
"Actually Hokage-sama, considering your predicament we are actually here to give you assistance. We are offering to be your aide if the need arises. As I'm sure you will. We are willing to supply you with troops and amenities that may contingent on your success. We are at your disposal."
"Why?" asked Tsunade bluntly.
"Let's say that we need to strengthen our alliance, so if necessary assistance is needed in future we wish to have your unconditional help. Also I have a personal debt to pay to a friend." The last statement stirred everyone's curiosity. Tsunade however, knew who he referred to.
"Naruto." Tsunade said simply. Gaara inclined his head in affirmation. Murmurs ran through the present members of the council. Tsunade and Gaara ignored them.
Suddenly a councilman asked "And how do we know we can trust you?"
"A good point, sir. I can only give you my word and the contract I signed. However I believe a Kage's word should be enough. Considering Kages are inclined look toward the benefit of his or her country. And if you consider our alliance, you will see that being ally to your vast and powerful nation with certainly benefit us more than you."
"Good point…" The man said after a moment of thought.
"To what extent are you willing to support us?" Asked Tsunade.
"We are willing to assist to our full extent as long as we do not thrust ourselves into a situation that would be deemed suicidal. We are willing to give you troops, information, weapons and all other possible assistance. And most important of all, we have noted that you do not have many medical ninjas, while we have a surplus and thus I believe that would be a great advantage."
Murmurs of accession filled the room and Tsunade cleared her throat "I agree with your proposition, now I must confront the council. It will take a day or so. I suggest you make arrangements for your stay here."
"We already have." Piped up a curvaceous and busty blond wearing a jurninn's vest. It was an adult Tamara. Like her brother she had developed into quite the entrancing beauty. Thin arched eye brows, full lips, narrow hips, long neck and roman countenance adored this older version of Tamara. She was indeed a seductive sight.
"Very well. I suppose we will chat latter?" Asked Tsunade raising an eyebrow.
"It shouldn't be a problem." Gaara said taking his leave with his sister. An amused smile played along his lips. Indeed Gaara had changed. With a little assistance from his playful and grudgingly intelligent friend Naruto.
Uzumaki and the Kazekage- late afternoon
Naruto under his illusion was in the ANBU practice ground sparring lazily against a heavily sweating ANBU member. The man had paused for a moment, desperately trying to both defend himself and catch his breath. Unfortunately poor man left an opening and Naruto knocked him from his feet and sat on the man stomach. Turning to the shadows Naruto said with a hint of boredom in his voice "Gaara, are you going to stop sulking in the shadows and come talk to me? Or are going to pretend that you can fool me? I can feel your chakra, even if you mask it."
Gaara, smiled coming out of the shadows "I've always wondered why you never vied for the Hokage's seat with the amount of power and talents you have. You've bested me and the Hokage on innumerable accounts. And I believe you're not even showing a tenth of your skills." Naruto chuckled. How true Gaara was, but he would never reveal it.
The poor man under Naruto looked wide eyed at Gaara and then back at Naruto. How did the Kazekage and the new recruit know each other? And how did this boy best both Kages?
"So Gaara, what brings you here?"
"You already know that reason, but to here specifically. I wanted to see you. I was wondering whether you would enjoy spending sometime with me."
"No need to be so cryptic. You want to get me for fucking."
"That is so crude Naruto, but it is partially true. Honestly I would enjoy catching up with you and maybe buying dinner."
"Just as long as it is not Ramen." Naruto sighed getting off of the very confused ANBU. Naruto followed Gaara out of the enclosure. As soon as they left, Gaara pinned Naruto against the wall and nibbled on the poor boy's lip.
"Drop the act Naruto as well as the illusion."
"Gaara, I'll drop the act for you, but I can't the illusion disappear until we're out of public." Naruto gasped with pleasure and encircled Gaara's shoulders pulling them closer together. Gaara took the opportunity of Naruto's open mouth to let his tongue explore. Theirs was a hungry kiss and while their relationship was mainly sexual, it was still welcomed.
Gaara broke away panting, his dick aroused, "All the more reason to go to your apartment later. Hmmm Naruto?"
Naruto chuckled and said in his naturally harmonic voice instead of his alternating gruff and squeaky one "Of course, but dinner first."
"Ah," Gaara said, "That is the natural order of things."
Sasuke-Night
Sasuke made his way towards Naruto's apartment lost in thought. His face twisted in anxiety. As he neared the apartment Sasuke glimpsed two shadows at the door. They were embracing each other and passionately kissing. Hungry moans and hissed could be heard. Sasuke slid into the darkness of an overhanging tree and squinted up at them.
One was obviously Naruto, he could make out the fool's orange jacket from behind the other's back. What surprised Sasuke was that Naruto's lover was a man. And he was practically mauling Naruto. The man stepped back from Naruto allowing Sasuke to catch a glimpse of his identity. Sasuke growled quietly as memories flooded his mind. Naruto's lover was Gaara. The monster that nearly killed him and his teammates. What the fuck did Naruto think he was doing? Didn't he remember what had happened?
Gaara stepped back, while tearing off Naruto's orange jacket and black shirt and tossed it over the staircase railing, it floated down to land at Sasuke's feet. Gaara stood there for a moment admiring Naruto. Sasuke could just make out the form of Naruto's toned, thin, slightly muscled chest and arms. Gaara stepped back into the darkness and ran his hand down Naruto's chest and stomach. Didn't stop there, he slipped his hand into Naruto's pants. Naruto hissed and then moaned in pleasure.
"Take off the illusion Naruto." Gaara whispered breathlessly.
"Make me!" Naruto hissed angrily at him, trying to smother a moan.
By now Sasuke had found himself in an awkward position. Sasuke was biting his lip, to hide his involuntary moan as his penis responded to the scene before him. He should turn away and run all the way home to a cold shower, but he couldn't tear his eyes away.
Gaara began stroking Naruto with his left hand and with his right he had pulled Naruto closer to him hold him tight so he couldn't turn away. Panting heavily Naruto said "Alright, alright… just stop it, you're gonna make me come. Just let go for a moment." Gaara complied, letting out a gasping Naruto leaned further into the shadows against a wall. Naruto's shadowy form seemed to flicker as if dispelling a jitsu and then his form seemed to heighten, his hair fell to his shoulders, he seemed skinnier, more firm and more feline, but unmistakably Naruto. Sasuke couldn't really get a good look at Naruto, but obviously Gaara could because Gaara's pants immediately became a staining tent. Gaara began to unbuckle his pants, desperate to relieve himself of them.
"Gaara… we need go inside." Naruto said.
"You know it might be fun to fuck you standing up."
"Yes, but then again we have an audience, so I believe we'll be having a more relaxed position on my bed." Gaara growled as Naruto turned away from him and opened the front door. For an instant Sasuke caught a glimpse of Naruto, but it wasn't enough to really look at him, but he managed to see some flesh and a little more golden hair before he disappeared in a flash. And Gaara, the Kazekage, a more muscular man, followed Naruto in.
It was just then, when he was alone, did Sasuke suddenly realize how bad his disposition was. A small trickle of blood trailed down from his lip, where he had bitten it a little too hard. His penis was completely erect and it finally a moment later he came to the hard truth… he was gay!
The Judicial chamber belonging to the ALLIES OF THE NIGHT- Night time
Naruto had been the first one seated at the marble council table. The final seat among his peers was filled.
Dressed in a quarter length sleeved black sweater and hip hugging black jeans both of which accentuated his natural skinniness. Black combat boots finished the ensemble making him look badass. Icy blue eyes and a sadistic smirk on this face told anyone with the slightest intelligence, that he was not someone to be messed with. It was the look of man who has seen many deaths and had brought more than observed. However a keen intelligence and curiosity hid in his blue eyes. If one were to search for millenniums you might be able to undo the many layers of a façade and find unrivaled pain and anger.
The other members, who had been recently recruited under the twelve seats shot furtive glances of both unease and a curiosity that bordered on a sexual attraction. Many of these people, who included a recently recruited Neji by Amsu the second council man were trying to place the recognition of strange twelfth council man and thus their superior. What irked was that this member, could not be older than 18, but he sat in a council man's seat. Hinata chuckled at Neji's expressions.
At first Neji had been royally pissed that Hinata had been a member for six years already. And also having been acknowledged as a medical genius. However Neji got over it by her third patient explanation and strange reference to a twelfth member.
Glancing at the chuckling Hinata, Neji demanded to know who this mysterious boy was, but all Hinata would say was "You'll find out very soon." Before she lost herself in her laughter. Neji were getting severely pissed off and impatient waiting for the fifth council man to appear. Finally the man entered and court began.
"The agenda for today is to a. introduce our finally returned twelfth councilman, b. debate the topic of returning the presidential power to the Hokage, c. is entirely dependant on b. So I will not be announcing the topic now." Said council man number one.
"Very well, we shall begin the list of his accomplishments so you may all see that he was trained for this position from the beginning."
Neji was conflicted with both anger and indignity at the 'boy', he now though of the twelfth council man's obviously early standing and the respect granted to him.
"Genetically engineered by his father, the Yodiame, to be the living prison of the Kyuubi, (Several people paled and the younger members looked about confused 'wasn't Kyuubi dead?' was he really the Yodiame's son) with genetically enhanced features in areas of strength, speed, agility, endurance and intelligence. At age six his IQ results were analyzed and revealed to be well over considered results of the typical 'genius'." The old man took a breath and gestured a second man to continue.
"At age, three he began his ANBU training and by age seven he had already killed thirty-four targets. He's grown a vast network of spies and thieves, which have already enabled him to provide, as an unknown operative, information to the Hokage-sama. She is currently using this information in council meetings. He's a strategist, analyst and often assists with decoding messages. Multi-lingual, has over forty different identities and can copy bloodlines by resetting his genetics in seconds. He's our best weapon/asset and on innumerable accounts proved his right to his seat. Further more the 3rd Hokage designated the twelfth seat to him immediately after his conception and the events that followed."
"Now moving on to the topic of-"
Hinata interrupted "Sir, could you please state his name for the younger generations."
The old man looked around and laughed "Oh, how silly of me. I forgot that it was declared illegal for all younger generations to know about this outside of this council. Very well, Hinata, please state his name for the record."
"Yes Sensei. His name," the younger generation all leaned closer to Hinata as if she could make this impossible young man more real. Hinata smiled what she would say next would blow them away, "Uzumaki Naruto. Originally named as the son of the Yodiame, but for safety purposes and for advantages his identity was erased."
At this point everyone was astounded, glancing at this man, while remarkably similar, could not be Uzumaki Naruto. Neji was the first to say something "This can't be Uzumaki, this boy doesn't even look like him…" Neji trailed off as the icy eyes turned to him and suddenly his hands flew into a series of seals releasing an illusion about him. And there sat the Naruto they knew, the boy smirked, very much like the Uchiha and then released the illusion. "Were you lying to us the entire time?" Neji asked quietly. He was scared…who was Naruto really?
"I will answer your questions at a later time. At the moment, we must focus on more important matters," Naruto turned back to the council ignoring Neji's shocked stare, "I would like to cast my vote already for the presidential position as an impartial. Being a recent reintroduction to the council that it would not be my place to place a vote. Since I have not been involved the bureaucracy of this council for more than seven years I would not be able to accurately judge the benefits, side affects nor draw backs of this proposition."
"Very, well your vote is void. Now to the subject of this…"
The council continued for several hours and finally unanimously agreed to have Tsunade reclaim the presidential position that was given to the Hokages. Also the subject of c. was the best way to announce their presence and it was decided that a history introduction through compounded information should be given to Tsunade. Naruto took up that assignment and a promised a detailed description and profiling of the structure of the ALLIES of NIGHT on her desk by the morning. He also assured them he would deliver it unobtrusively so she may not know his identity of yet. The second step would be to give a brief introduction of the council twelve when the meeting time was declared and finally invite her into their council room after a two month period.