Chapter 21: Fight!
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Naruto takes out his anger on Moran, yet he is no match for the man. Moran and Mike make a discovery of his seal, which holds back the kyuubi, but they do not know what the seal does.
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Start date, January 2
Naruto woke up to being jerked around and a loud clanking noise. He blinked, seeing brown. He moved and ended up rolling off the bench he was on and onto the floor. He heard chuckling and looked up to see Moran. He got up and sat back on the bench. He looked at the man, not happy at being caught. The door opened up and the red headed man walked in.
"Sir, the conductor of the train wants to talk to you." Mike said
"Fine, take the boy to the restroom."
Mike nodded and grabbed Naruto. Naruto sent a glare at the red head. He was jerked to follow. He was lead through two cars, limping slightly. He was pushed into a small bathroom and the door shut. He let out snorted.
"Kit don't worry, I will be able to get this seal off."
"I know, but I don't like these people. I don't want to be turned into an experiment like you might be yourself, if those people get you."
He scowled when the door was bang on and he was yelled to hurry up. He looked out the small window in the restroom. He watched the scenery pass for a moment. He let out a sigh which tuned into a cough. He walked out of the bathroom and was taken back to the private car room. He was forced back in the room. The door was slammed shut and he dropped down on the bench. He looked to his bare feet, snorting in disgust. He crossed his arms, wishing they let him keep his jacket. He closed his eyes and reached out with his senses. He felt the guard outside the room. He did not know if someone was on the roof of the car, but he felt a group of strong chakra signatures around him. He reached down and rubbed his left leg, a dull ache came from his wound there. He let out a snort as he opened his eyes. He would come up with a way to escape.
-captured-
Naruto did not know what time it was as he wandered his mind. He walked to the room the kyuubi reside. He looked at the fox, his grandfather. He still could not believe that this beast was his grandfather. He shook his head and bit his lower lip. Red eyes opened up, looking at him.
"No."
Naruto blinked, he was about to ask the fox a question that could help with his escape.
"Don't forget, I am able to read your mind kit."
Naruto snorted.
"So that part of my plan can work, why don't you want to do it?"
"You are sick as it is. Your body needs to get well."
"I don't care. Just do it."
"No. We will discuss this later; it looks like someone wants you."
Naruto opened his eyes when he was hit.
"Damn it kid, when I say wake up, do so."
Naruto sat up and looked at Moran. The man shoved a bowl into his hands and sat down. Naruto looked at the food with disgust. It was oatmeal that was ice cold. No spoon was given to him. He looked at the man who had a smirk on his face.
"Eat it." Moran ordered
Naruto curled his nose. He chunked the bowl at the man, missing him. Moran shot forward, to hit Naruto. Naruto got up and attacked the man. It was a tangled mass, as the two fought on the ground. Naruto kicked clawed, punched and even bit the man. Moran was getting angrier by the minute. The door was opened and men rushed in. Both were pulled from each other. Naruto sent a kick out and hit the man in the groin. Moran got free from his men and sent a punch to Naruto's stomach, with all his force behind it. Naruto gasped, the air leaving his lungs. He was let go and he fell to his knees. He held on his stomach, cussing mentally. Moran grabbed Naruto by the back of the neck and picked him up. Naruto glared at the man.
"Brat I am not going to hurt you now. When we get to Fang, you will find yourself in great pain."
Moran dropped Naruto and sent a blow to the back of his head. Naruto fell forward, glad numbness came. He lay still as the men walked out of the room. He closed his eyes and blacked out. Moran rubbed his fist and glared down at the boy. He sat down on the bench seat, watching the fall and rise of the boy's chest. He gritted his teeth from the damage his body was in from the boy. He looked to his arm and saw where the boy bit him. The skin was broken and bleeding. He stood up and turned around, reaching up to the luggage rack. He pulled down a small bag. He dropped it on the bench and turned to the look at the blonde. He bent down and scooped up the boy. He dropped him on the bench and walked back to his. Mike walked in and flinched seeing a burse forming on Moran's cheek. Moran looked at him as he sat, drawing the bag close to him.
"Sir, what are you going to do to him now?" Mike asked
"Nothing, the lord wants him brought back alive. How many days till we reach Flours."
"About three days sir."
Moran nodded and pulled out a syringe. He handed it to Mike.
"Inject him with this. It will keep him out for the rest of the day. Keep him tied up and place a stronger chakra binder seal on him. I felt his chakra forming, but he was still having trouble with it."
The red head nodded. He moved to the blond and pulled down his pants slightly, exposing a bare hip. He pulled the cap of the needle off and injected the contents of the syringe. He replaced the cap and handed the syringe back to Moran. He took rope from Moran and tied the boy up around the wrists, ankles and under the knees. He rolled the boy to lie on his back and pulled up the shirt. He bit his thumb and traced a seal on the boy's chest. He went through a set of hand seals and placed his hands on either side of the seal he made. It glowed bright red as it settled over the boy and turned black. It was still visible as the man pulled his hands away. He looked down at the boy's stomach, seeing a larger seal fade away. He looked up to see that Moran saw it as well. Mike placed his hands on the boy's stomach and forced chakra into the boy. The seal became visible again. Both were confused with the seal, neither one seen it's like before. Moran moved closer, studying it. His eyes narrowed.
"Sir, do you…"
"No I don't." Moran said
Mike pulled his hands back and Moran went back to his seat. He snorted when he looked down at his still bleeding arm. Mike moved to him and bandaged his wounds. He left the room when he was done. Moran leaned back in his seat, staring at the boy. He was angry at the boy, but enjoyed the boy's fight. He laid down to rest, his eyes narrowed in thought.
End date January 2