Naruto
Catching Butterflies
Emotions
It was pit black. There was a silent hum of power in the air. A rumble sounded creasing the silence.
"Do you desire power?"
Did he want power? The answer was yes. He was tired of being everyone's scapegoat. For once in his short little three years of living, he wanted to be able to stand up for himself. He wanted to feel something other than pain and misery. Anything would be better than feeling the hopelessness he felt every single day. He wanted to feel like everyone else did.
He wanted to feel alive.
Why did everyone else get to have a better life than him? He did absolutely nothing wrong but he still suffered from another person's actions. He hated being defenseless. Unable to do a thing for himself. So if anyone offered him power he would take it.
Scratch that. He wouldn't take anyone's power. If he got offered power period he would be suspicious. Why would someone offer helpless little ol' him power? Because they wanted to use him of course! Nothing more nothing less. But still, it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.
Right when he was about to say yes a bright blue light flashed shattering the darkness.
~Catching Butterflies~
He was knee deep in water. The air stank it smelled of feces and urine. His lip curled and he made his way through the tunnels. It wouldn't be the first time he got dragged into the sewers. He only hoped the system wouldn't turn on soon. He might actually drown this time.
He entered into a dimly lit room. This was different. A red haze surrounded each corner of the room. He followed the trail with his eyes to find its source. A very large cage filled with the red bubbly substance.
He stayed rooted in his spot. It would be suicide to even go near the cage. He might not like living but he didn't want to die…again. It was not a pleasant experience. He searched the dark cage with his eyes. Seeing nothing he turned around to leave.
"It's nice to see that I have at least one smart host. Most would get curious and approach then I will cut them down with my claws." A voice called out before he could move an inch. Naruto said nothing he just opts to listen and watch.
"Not a much of a speaker eh?" Crimson orbs pierced his small body like an arrow to a deer's skull. A low purr bubbled from the beast chest slowly shaking the room. "I can give you the power that you desire."
If Naruto wasn't on guard beforeーwhich he was he was definitely on guard now. Every hair on his small body stood on end his instinct screamed at him not to take the offer. If it was one thingーthe only thing really that he did trust it was his instinct.
"No" Was his short and simple reply. The beast must have been shocked because his eyes widen before narrowing. "What!?" The beast asked sharply. Naruto averted his eyes. He swore he saw his death a thousand times over when he stared into the depths of those liquid crimson orbs.
"No" He stated. The being stared at him for a full minute before growling.
"No? It that all you can say you damn hairless monkey? No one rejects my power! Out of my sight you filthy piece of shit." The beast raged and Naruto turned swiftly and left. It wasn't like it hurt anyways he heard much worst. That was actually quite tamed from what he was used to.
Naruto walked out of the room into the bright light.
~Catching Butterflies~
Naruto groaned when he woke up in a dark forest. His stomach was aching and his head was pounding. He pushed himself up off the ground and took a look at his surroundings. Tall thick trees that could hide a good portion of the Kyuubi loomed over his head.
He didn't need anyone. He came this far by himself and he could go farther. There is no difference between now and back then. If anyone wanted to offer him power it should have been when he was on the ground getting beat to death then he would be grateful.
Why give him the power now when he decided to train himself? If he wanted to manipulate someone he would give the person help when they needed it so they would be grateful to him. For the most powerful being on earth is really wasn't that smart.
He looked back towards where he knew the direction of the village was located. This would have to do. He moved forward deeper into the forest.
~Catching Butterflies~
Dull brown eyes stared blankly at scroll before rolling it up and standing up. Under a simple transformation, he put the scroll before walking out if the public library.
He was your everyday male. Brown hair and doe eyes easily looked over in a crowd. Nothing special but just what he wanted. He easily made his way to the slums of Konoha picking a few pockets on the way. What? He had to get money some way.
It was around midnight when made his way to an abandoned building. He went around the side where a dark figure stood twitching. He stared the man down with a frown. "You got what I need?" He asked the still twitching man.
"Yeah. You got what I need yeah?" The man asked with an excited grin on his face. Naruto pondered for a second whether he should give the man the drugs or not but decided to give it to him. He needed a good reputation after all. No one would want to make deals with him if he couldn't keep his side of the bargain.
"Where are the scrolls?" He asked the man pulled three scrolls out of his pocket passing it to Naruto. Naruto did the same with a bag of drugs before turning and leaving ignoring the happy sighs the man gave while hugging the bag to his chest.
When he made it to his motel room a hand slid down his chest. "Why did you leave me my Black Knights?." A voice purred with a tone of hurt behind him and he let out a sigh moving towards the bed already used to the lady's actions. He pulled out the scrolls and began reading.
"You're no fun!" She whined wrapping her arms around his shoulders and looking over his shoulder to stare at the scroll. "Yui-chan stop," Naruto said slightly irritated with the women. "Change back and I will." Naruto let out a huff before dropping his transformation. She let out a high pitch squeal squeezing his small body like a plushy.
He rolled his eyes smiting to his fate. He swooped in and saved her when she was about to get rapped by these men. She has been calling him Black Knight every since. Yui is a prostitute but Naruto doesn't judge. You got to do what you got to do to survive. She's a prostitute and he's a thief he sees no difference. He still remembered when he first meets her.
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Flashback
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A small blond child could be seen walking down the street. Seemly ignorant of all the look of hatred he was getting or he just didn't care which frankly he didn't. Instead, he pondered on how he was going to break into to library medical section for chakra exercises.
He already completed tree climbing and water walking now its time for something more advanced. Everyone knew tree climbing and water walking but everyone didn't know medical chakra exercises. If he wanted to keep his control up to par then simple exercises like that weren't going to do.
What he needed were the techniques that were locked up in the medical section of the library. It wasn't going to be easy breaking in but he had to try.
It was around night time when he realized that he had droned out again - he's been doing that lately. Just pondering about life in general and emotions. He knew something was wrong but he didn't know what. The Kyuubi knew. It said that he could feel anymore. He could feel someone's touch but not when someone plunges a knife through his stomach.
The beast said that it was a defense system something that he should like since he still gets beat often. He didn't know if he liked it or not he couldn't feel a thing, not pain or satisfaction he just felt...nothing. He often wondered why he was living-something that didn't change. The last emotion he felt was disgust and self-hatred.
He was disgust that an adult could rape a child. He was also mad at himself for not being able to do a thing about it. He was no stranger to rape now thanks to her that offered the idea to the others. After every beating now they would make sure that they left him covered in dirt blood and semen for the hell of it.
I was glad that he couldn't feel a thing. They would often get pissed because he wouldn't scream or cry. They would often take extreme measures ensuring that he did- not that they worked. He would cut his tongue and vocal cords out "you don't need it if you don't put it to use after all" they told him. Then they would proceed to castrate him and cut his eyes out.
He didn't even panic even more when all he saw was darkness. He got used to it. But nothing the Kyuubi and Shinigami couldn't heal. Despite the healing, it wasn't a pleasant thought knowing that you were getting gutted over and over again. He was getting tired of dragging himself back to the forest at night. Why did he go to the village at all? He really didn't know. Perhaps he expected them to change or one day not look at him with so much hatred like he killed their puppy.
The Kyuubi was amused and disgusted at the situation at the same time. He was disgusted that a human could do that to it's on race but not surprised. "Humans are vile creatures," he said. The beast was also pleased with the situation it might not like that he was putting a smudge on its name but this was apparently his punishment. Since the Kyuubi couldn't do anything to him that didn't mean that he couldn't enjoy when he got all his fingernails ripped off.
A scream snapped Naruto back into focus. He was in an alleyway - it's a habit of his to walk through alleys to get away from the villagers. He didn't want any trouble which was bound to happen if he shown himself. He should leave. Curiosity did kill the cat.
He peeked around the alley corner and his eyes widen at the sight. There were five men surrounding a naked woman. The woman was pale she had long black hair and dark eyes. Some would consider her pretty if you remove the dirt and all the bruises.
"Scream for me bitch." One if the buff looking men said while squeezing her breast. She let out a whimper but shut her mouth shut almost like she was use to it. Her dulled eyes stared at the sky trying to imagine being somewhere else.
Then her eyes found his. He wasn't sure what he saw there but he knew that he couldn't just leave her like that. Maybe because he felt his chest swell with something. Was it an emotion? Or maybe it was just that he didn't want her to go through what he had to go through every single week.
He recognize her. She was one of the few people who actually gave him food when he was staying on the streets. With his mind made he moved.
