Chapter Eleven: Who is Fuma? "Just who the hell are you," asked Keiji. He looked at the man standing near the bed Anko was sleeping in. The man had a scar on his lip and cheek that made him look hideous. His blue hair was tied into a long ponytail and his eyes were piss-yellow. "My name is Fuma," replied the man. "You may not here this often, but I'm was the other baby in our mother's wound. I was the one that Konoha didn't capture and was saved by grandfather. You may think he's with Ibiki, but I've just retrieved him. I have a message from him. He will forgive you if you abandon this petty obsession with this woman and return to him." Keiji laughed out loud, much to Fuma's surprise. Keiji stared at him with cold eyes and said, "That piece of rat shit killed all of our father's clan and killed our mother, why the hell do you serve him?" "Our mother paid the price for disloyalty and so will you if you don't agree to everything right now," replied Fuma in an equally cold tone. "Fuck you," said Keiji. Fuma, seeing no point in arguing, thrust his sword right into Keiji's stomach. Keiji looked surprise at which the speed this man moved at to be able to out do him. Keiji slumped a bit, but a grin spread across his face and he removed his eye patch. Fuma was terrified by the yes that stared at him now. They were both red wolf eyes that had stares that could destroy armies. He felt his sword move as Keiji grabbed it with his right and broke the katana in two. "If you think that will kill me then you must have shit for brain after all," said the blood thirsty Keiji. "I thought it was brain washing, but you must have shit in your skull." "What the hell are you brother," asked Fuma in terror. "I'm not your brother," said Keiji. "I'm his right eye taking control of his body to help out. Now where is his grandfather, I wish to kill the fucker." "I'm right here," said a voice. Keiji turned to see the old man in shinobi clothing holding a sword. The mere sight of him pissed Keiji off to no end. "It seems that the madness inside has finally taken over, pity that the only grandson with any potential has a wild side. Looks like you both are just as worthless as your mother." "Grandfather, what should I do," asked Fuma, still to blind to realize that he was being used the whole time. "Die," said the grandfather as his katana pierced Fuma's heart. "You are of no use to me any more." Keiji, who had had enough of this, knocked his grandfather back, who was surprised that his grandson still had the strength and speed. The old man was underestimating Keiji and with things this far in the battle it was a mistake. It was then that the old man called upon his summon for help. It was a large dog that had black fur and had teeth the size of katanas. "Go forth and rip him limb from limb," said the old man. "No he will not," said a voice that belonged to Naruto. The rookie jounin had heard the sounds of combat coming from the cabin and went to investigate. Everyone else was at a party on the boardwalk. "I know that his dog clan falls under my jurisdiction so i control him and not you." "You Kyuubi brat don't interfere in others affairs," said the old man. He struck at Naruto with his swords, but it was parried by Naruto's own katana. "Insolent cur, you will pay for getting in my way." "All you've done successfully seems to be talking," said Naruto. "I wonder, do you intend bore me into submission with all your sermons." This angered the old man more, who took a second sword and rushed to attack Naruto. Once again, he had underestimated his opponent, because Naruto's speed exceeded the old man's. As soon as the old man thrust his sword at Naruto, Naruto grabbed his sword arm and kicked him the stomach repeatedly until he threw up. Keiji was trying to heal his brother's wounds, but to no avail. The blade had pierced his heart and he didn't know how to treat wounds of this magnitude. All he could do was watch helplessly as life started to leave his brother. It was painful for Fuma who just wanted it all to end. He had been living a lie like some pathetic puppet on a string. He was worse than that because the puppeteer had been none other than the man who was the reason that his parents were dead and his father's clan nearly extinct. "Please end it brother," pleaded Fuma while feeling another wave of pain. "Shut up, I'll help you," said Keiji. He didn't want to be the only person of the Keiji clan left. "You still owe me for the wound in my stomach, so stay alive for me. I don't want to be the only Keiji left." "I have something to tell you," said Fuma. "The name mother was going to give you, she told it to grandfather. Maeda. Your full name is Keiji Maeda. In my pocket, there's a potion to awaken the woman you love. I gave her a poison that would put her in a deep sleep." "Fuma," shouted Keiji. Fuma didn't answer, he never would. "No, don't go. Not again." A black chakra started to surround Keiji as his claws got longer and so did his teeth. He felt his body change with the chakra as it formed into a wolf shape and solidified like in the battle with Kuwabara, except this time, Keiji was in full control. Rage was pounding at his brain, making him forget about everything except the person he wanted to kill. Keiji summoned up all killing intent by stripping himself down to a simple thought process. When he brought out Kusanagi, the sword pulsed with the intent to kill. The noise it made as it swished through the air sounded like someone saying, "kill, kill, and kill."
Naruto looked at the slumbering Keiji, who was wincing in hi sleep as if he was having a dream of being ripped apart, piece-by-piece. The carnage and blood that was caused by that man didn't fit the image of him, but it just showed Naruto how much emotional pain he had inside of him. He had lived like Naruto used to live for so long, but now he had surpassed anyone in emotional suffering. Just the image of Keiji as he cut through the old man with his first lightening-fast stroke gave Naruto the chills. There was so much blood and when Keij raised his sword again. There was only more. When the old man was nothing, but mounds of flesh and bone, Keiji seemed to regain himself and he picked up Anko and took her to another room. Then he gave her the potion and washed himself off. He later cleaned the room before collapsing. That was yesterday and Keiji was still feeling bad. Anko hadn't come yet since the potion worked very slowly, but Naruto was sure that she could bring him back. When he felt the blood lust trying to over come him, he'd just think of Hinata and he was able to regain control. "Is he all right," said a voice from behind the group. It was Anko, who was still having trouble supporting her. "He was traumatized by watching his brother die," said Tsunade, who was still analyzing his charts. "When we found him, he was holding his brother's severed head and crying his name. It must have been a deep mental blow to finally find a family member and then lose them all of a sudden." "Is there anything I could do to help," asked Anko. She hated to see Keiji suffer like he was suffering now. He was like this when they were younger and just starting out as chunin. "I think if you were tot alk to him it might help," said Tsunade. "He can hear us, but right now he's under the illusion that he's all alone. It's stronger than a genjutsu so we need a loved one to help bring him out of it." "Yes, I'll do whatever it takes," said Anko.
Keiji wasn't in his nice warm bed; instead he was in the cold darkness still holding his brother's head. It was his eye that had driven everybody away. Now he just wanted to be on a level of consciousness where his existence was blurred. He wanted to be fazed out of existence. That's what he felt he deserved for letting the madness get to him. "Keiji-kun," said a voice. He knew that voice. It was Anko's voice. "Anko, where are you," he cried into the endless night. "Please be here with me, I have no one else, but I won't care if no one else comes as long as I get to see your face, even if it is one last time." "Come to me," sai Anko. Keiji walked blindly into the dark and he saw light. It was there that he saw Anko standing there, waiting for him to come home. He walked a bit until something held him back. His brother's head that he was still carrying now had a chain attached to it. He knew that if he didn't let go of that feeling, he would never see Anko again. He dropped the head and saw it be pulled back into the darkness. Sorry brother, but it's a price I pay gladly to be with her. He walked all the way back home into the light where he belonged.
Anko kissed his lips hoping for to feel the warmth flow back to her. She was crying when it didn't, but she didn't break contact. Then she felt the warmth return and she opened her eyes to see his. They were both still the red wolf eyes, but she could tell that it was Keiji who was kissing her back. His eyes didn't seem as creepy as the used to, in fact they looked kind of cool. "Welcome back," said Anko, her face beaming the sun. "Thank you for bringing me back," said Keiji. "I love you because you're the only one who can make me change. You're the only one who can kiss the demons out of my dreams." "Let me get rid of them for you," said Anko as she kissed his forehead. Everyone felt like they were a little bit closer to heaven.