AN: I don't know why I wrote this, but it was certainly entertaining to do so.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Fate or any other anime I use in this story. They belong to their respective owners: Mushashi Kishimoto and type moon…
5/19/23
Eternal Torment
Things didn't go as planned, then again, they never did.
Naruto Uzumaki's life was always filled with torment.
From the very first minute of his life, he hadn't had it easy. A masked man had attacked his mother and father, using himself as a hostage. And despite his father being the Hokage, the greatest Shinobi in his entire village, the man in the mask's plan had worked.
His mother had been taken, had her inner demon ripped from her very soul, her chakra coils.
And as the masked man used the Kyuubi to unleash havoc on the leaf village, his father was forced to try and defeat it.
But no matter how hard he tried, he knew he wouldn't be able to do it. He wouldn't be able to save his village, nor his newborn son.
Minato Namikaze made a choice.
Sacrificing the likely normal life of his newborn son to ensure the future of them both. Sealing the kyuubi within the newborn's chakra coils, summoning the shinigami himself to do so.
And as his father's dying wish, the final request the fourth Hokage could make, he wished his son could be viewed as the hero he was. After all, it was because of him that the demon wasn't able to reak havoc upon all the land.
But in the end, people didn't see it that way.
They scorned him, mocked him, and ostracized him. It had been like that for the first 12 years of his life.
But he didn't want it to be like that. He would change the views of the people around him, he would become the Hokage, the strongest ninja in the leaf.
Even when he failed the academy exam twice, he never gave up. And in the end, he had finally become a ninja.
He had to endure a lot.
The tragic mission in wave country, the harsh trails of the Chunin exams, and the havoc that followed. He had fought tooth and nail, defeated the one-tails Jinchuriki, nearly dying from exhaustion in the process.
Konoha was left damaged, the third Hokage killed; his village needed a new hope. And with his perverted master, he had to go and find it, a gambling addicted, drunk, near elderly woman.
And if things hadn't gotten bad enough… the Shinobi in the cloaks with the Red clouds came along.
They had tried to kidnap him, extract his inner demon. Jiraiya had eventually come to save him, but that was only after his teammate had been left in a coma, as well as his scarecrow-like teacher.
They needed to find the slug Sanin, one of the three Shinobi given the title by Hanzo of the Salamander himself.
And although Tsunade Senju had been initially reluctant, she eventually came around.
All had seemed well, but then his teammate had defected, fled from Konoha to try and gain even more power.
And although a team had been selected to help bring Sasuke Uchiha back, he being one of them... they had failed.
He had failed.
He wouldn't let that stop him, training for three years with the Toad Sanin to help bolster his skills, as well as evading the mysterious organization in the red clouds.
And when he had returned to the leaf, it seemed that the mysterious organization had begun to become active.
Attacking the village hidden in the sand, kidnapping their Kazekage, he had to do something. Fighting as hard as he could, even through all the opposition. He resolved himself to help his friend, a fellow Jinchuriki, and one of the few people who could relate to him.
He had failed again.
But it seemed not all hope was lost, even with the sacrifice of the sand's village elder, he had to endure once again, push forward once more.
His team had managed to defeat one of the Akatsuki members, gaining information on his wayward teammate.
But even then it had been hard to meet with him, facing one of the Sanin had been one of the most difficult things in his entire life.
And even after all that, he had still not been able to get anything out of it.
It hadn't been long after that he had heard the tragic news… his longtime mentor and father figure had been killed.
Jiraiya of the Sanin had been killed in battle, a fight to gain even more information on the Akatsuki.
It was because of him he had died, he knew that.
But even still, he had to get stronger. Training with the toad sages of Mount Myoboku, he had mastered the practices of sage mode.
Just in time, as Konoha had been attacked, and destroyed… by the very man who had killed his sensei.
And through a long battle, and some help from a gift left behind by his deceased father, he had remained victorious.
Meeting the true form of the man who had killed his sensei, a fellow student of Jiraiya… Nagato, the founder of the Akatsuki.
But even with the death of the leader of the terrorist organization, the group of S-class rouge-nin still remained.
The Fourth Great Ninja War was started. All of the Five Great Hidden Villages against the Akatsuki organization.
He needed to master his inner demon's power to help save everyone, and with some timely intervention from his long deceased mother, he did just that.
Kurama had been a great help, them coming to an understanding during their many battles. Fighting against the Akatsuki's resurrected Shinobi, as well as the numerous white zetsu monsters.
But one enemy stood above all the rest, Madara Uchiha. No, not the fake Madara that had fought his father, but the real one. Said to have fought the first Hokage all those years ago, he had proven to live up to his reputation.
He had summoned the Juubi, the primordial culmination of all the tailed beasts, taking control of it and nearly killing him in his efforts to enslave the whole world in a one large illusion of paradise.
But after his near death he had met a man, or more accurately, a god.
Hagoromo Otsutsuki, his distant ancestor, and the man who gave humanity chakra.
He told him of his story, as well as his teamate Sasuke. How his sons had fought a long battle, spanning entire lifetimes. And how he and his brother had fought, and the originator of it all…
His mother, the one who had feasted upon the shunju tree itself, became a goddess herself.
Kaguya otsutsuki.
The one who had orchestrated it all to ensure her release, having been sealed by both her sons to ensure she would not drain the humans of their energy any longer.
She created a being of her will, a vile creature made of blackened darkness, the zetsu.
Hagoromo gave him and his wayward teammate the power to stop Kaguya's revival from happening.
And as they were about to defeat the juubi-fied Madara that was when the black zetsu had struck.
And he had summoned her.
She was so strong, so powerful. And no matter how much they had fought, how strong they had gotten, they didn't stand a chance.
They had failed.
But even now, he wouldn't give up. He tried breaking free from his bondage. He would get out of this, he would get free. All he had to do was—
His blue eyes widened, in fright, hearing her approach him once again.
"Ara, Ara, it seems that someone is trying to escape," a woman's voice said, and even though her voice was smooth, tender even, it still sent shivers down his spine.
As Naruto then turned over, looking toward the only exit within the dark room he was situated within.
Seeing her, once again.
Dark hair, curly hair that seemed to flow on for miles, with the slight color of pink peaking through the darkness. A beautiful heart - shaped face, golden eyes, pink marking on her forehead and chest. Porcelain white skin, smooth as velvet.
Many would compare her to the angels of myth, but the large horns atop her head contrasted that notion. It seemed Zetsu's plan to summon a divine goddess had gone astray, and he had gotten this demon succubus instead. Possessing a figure that would leave many lusting after her in a carnal sin.
Speaking of her figure… he could see it all,
From her bountiful chest to her, smooth thigh, pink womanhood and everything in between. She was left completely naked.
But then again, so was he.
And he was chained to the sealing by a bondage he couldn't break free from, no matter how hard he tried. He didn't know how they were so strong, or perhaps it was because he had gotten so weak?
She trailed her enticing fingertips against his tanned skin, which nearly sent his hair on end.
As she leaned against him, feeling his shoulder against her cleavage. As he heard those delightfully supple pink lips whisper into his ear.
"Don't you think that energy should be spent on better means?" She spoke seductively.
Although he didn't see it that way, her words only sent his blood running cold within every vein within his body
Surprisingly, she leaned back, freeing them from their skin on skin contact. It was strange, usually she would be less patient with these matters.
"Don't you know how much it pains me to see you try to leave?" She asked him, walking away, as she gave him what many would claim as a nice view of her beautiful backside.
But the woman turned back, as he saw her face once more. "All that energy, all that…" she paused, trailing her fingertips against those intoxicating lips. "Desire" she finished.
It was then that she pressed those fingers upon his chin, he wanted to scream, inwardly he did, even as his body wouldn't obey him.
She forced his head to face her, their eyes meeting as her lust-filled golden eyes met his terror-filled blue ones.
"You want to leave here, get back to those friends that once rejected you. Even when I was the one who found you, gave you a new purpose… why do you deny me?" She asked.
Lies.
Lies! She didn't find him, she attacked him. She didn't give him a new purpose, she forced one on him.
How long had he been here? Days? Weeks? Years? It could have been a few decades for all he knew.
It was only his increased vitality that kept him alive, as well as Kurama's own replenishing chakra, something she repeatedly stole from him.
"I-I—" he tried to speak, before those lips slammed into his mouth, forcing him into silence. As she bit down onto his mouth, hard.
She pulled back with a smirk, wiping some of his own blood from her mouth, as the red liquid dripped from his own.
"You don't have to speak," she told him, as his
cerulean eyes widened. Her hand trailing his bare chest.
"All you have to do… is give me that energy instead." She told him, that smirk still upon her face, so seductive and so filled with desire and malice, as her hand went lower and lower, reaching down to sap him of all his energy the only way she knew how.
Kiara Sessyoin, the Beast III of lust, giggled, "Let us delight in our pleasure once more," she told him.
And he tried to scream, but his lips met hers once more, her expression soon became one of absolute lust, and a blush of exertion rested upon her cheeks.
Screams left that room, both ones of pleasure, and ones of absolute horror
The End.
An: Poor Naruto, left to suffer an endless torment with a very, VERY, beautiful woman… Y'know, that doesn't sound too bad.
It was a short one, but that's what I intended.
Honestly, I don't really remember what made me think of this story, but I think I thought of the premise before I settled on Kiara as the main female.
The main premise of this, if you didn't get, was that instead of Zetsu summoning the beast that is Kaguya, he summons a different beast. Specifically the Beast III of self-love, Kiara.
And Kiara then using our favorite mass-chakra source as a sort of battery to power herself up with some good ol' mana transferring.
Originally I wrote this as a sort of catalyst for my own Kiara summoning, Summer Kiara coming out not too long ago, and I like the looo of her, so she's some I was planning to go for… don't judge me.
She's hot, okay, even if she is freaky-freaky. Like so freaky she wants to use the whole world as a way to get herself off, doesn't change the fact she's hot.
But anyways, she came out a few days ago and... I got her!
Two of her in fact. I also got the other 2 summer servants on her banner (summer illya and Bryn), and in my last ten roll I rolled Kiara. Decided why not waste the other 14 I had left, and first single roll I got my second!
Leave me lots and lots of nice reviews.
Inspirations:
Hell if I know, but probably something from NeonZangetsu