Defiled, Reviled, Exiled:
WARNING: this chapter is cowardly violent.
That evening Naruto was itching.
Kyuubi had taken control over him again, when "that guy Tobi" arrived. This was the problem.
He had been helpless there. Kyuubi brought him nearly to death – Kyuubi had well nigh killed Sai.
Kyuubi had taken him aback and over.
The second problem was: he neither was conscious then.
All the time – Kakashi had made him wake his conscience and take control.
Kakashi had triggered a sparkle to release light in his conscience.
Then, SAI – the thought of Sai – had done the rest.
Naruto looked at his face in the mirror – those orange hair, those green eyes he had chosen – those cheeks without lines.
This brothel was changing his life – this brothel fucking brothel was MESSING UP his life.
The hell the straight apocalypse – the complete destruction of everything had ever helped him – KAKASHI was virtually the only stone unturned.
He was exploiting Sai to reform an interpersonal relationship – he was spiting Sakura to avoid thinking of Sasuke – he was holding to Tsunade only because she suited his needs.
Kyuubi was taking him over, literally.
Naruto was changing – he felt his mind changing – ideas and conceptions of the world things and PEOPLE were becoming those of Kyuubi.
He realized now he had dropped the article.
Nine-tailed-demon was A NAME, now. THE name.
Then Kyuubi began to interfere between him and Sai, covering Sai's word with his voice, covering Sai's face with Sasuke's, Naruto seeing it and so AVOIDING looking at his – boyfriend?
At the last – calculating ways to whither Kyuubi's strongholds – Naruto said to himself: "I have to love."
So that he had to love – he loved Sai.
The love was actually natural – it sprang up by itself, but Naruto knew he evoked it – he chose so.
This wasn't – with SASUKE.
This wasn't – 'idiot of a cretin. Precisely: it was not love!'
This thought Naruto the evening of the kidnap trial, watching his own face in the mirror, seeing Sai coming in by the front door and turning to tell him (Sai): "Let's go eating out!"
Sai agreed, smiling, Naruto went to him, grabbed his hand and headed to the door.
He all of a sudden lost hold of Sai's hand – like his hand HAD MOVED BY ITSELF.
The other hand still holding the knob, Naruto was overpowered by the Kyuubi.
Who completely prevailing in his body made it turn back and hit Sai – a clean blow on the neck.
Sai fell down – not unconscious but actually – paralysed.
Not physically, we mean.
Kyuubi had promised that guy Tobi to bring them there physically sane.
"It's not my role to hurt them." he had said.
Kyuubi made Naruto lift Sai up and carry him. He then made Naruto jump out of the window, practically flying.
When he reached the ground he began to run – running through the street, jumping on Kakashi's new house' roof and continuing to run – there, on roofs – throughout Konoha – out of Konoha.
He jumped on Konoha's gates and disappeared in midair.
Someone saw that yellow-red ball of fire moving – unfortunately he thought of kids playing with fireworks "or something like that".
Unfortunately, the few people who knew about that version of a Jinchuuriki – since neither Naruto had ever known he could achieve that state – were told about it as early as the next day.
The day after Naruto and Sai had been brought out their homes by the angry Demon.
It was Iruka to first notice it – Kakashi was going on his roof, the day after, to look for a spring that let rain leak in.
He leant the ladder against the wall, sidelong watching Naruto's house – the house was silent, all 'defensive devices' were in their places.
Iruka passed by, watching the same Naruto's house and called Kakashi.
"Where're they? The house's empty!"
The foot on the first rung, Kakashi stopped to think – how couldn't he have noticed it? WHERE WAS NARUTO?
He and Iruka managed to hear from witnesses the few known things – the few data.
Then – there was this incredibly difficult problem: they had disappeared.
No traces, no tracks, no prints – where to look for them?
There was again this single chance – the blond guy from Akatsuki.
Tsunade had eventually learned his name, and introduced him to Kakashi.
Deidara talked before him, Tsunade, Guy and Asuma.
He explained what he knew about the various Akatsuki's hideouts, about Akatsuki's resources – Tsunade began to send out squads, teams to walk any possible path.
Kakashi listened, serious and grave.
It was practically impossible. First of all, Akatsuki's hideouts were as many as twice Konoha's squads.
Secondly, they continuously changed place even in peaceful times.
Now that they had to run from Konoha to keep Naruto – they were simply not to be found.
Kakashi felt helpless and guilty, ashamed.
He couldn't simply swallow the news whole.
He thought that, if he had it, he would draw back in his shell. But being it impossible, it would be a drawback.
He went on mumbling, the others went on thinking and talking, reaching no point and getting no clue.
Tsunade was nagging about her and the others' stupidity.
She went on for hours; this had been the litmus test of their scarce preparation.
Deidara talked with Iruka – the latter was trying to spill out something more from the earlier, but he had said quite anything – he recalled.
He recalled geography and logistic of the few hideouts he had seen; he could sign them all on a map, since he always went around flying – so he knew, over roads, paths and forests, where to go.
Tsunade decided to jeopardize him.
Deidara could be useful down with the search squads – she also tried to picture a plan of operations.
What operations? Where to operate? On what?
They hadn't the palest idea of it – of it all.
She told Kakashi and Iruka to collect their students and leave the village.
She called the other Joonins, all the other Joonins.
She called the Anbus, she called the police, she called ANYONE.
She eventually decided to ask for Gaara's help – this could only involve the Sand.
She prepared to accept infamous conditions for this treaty, should it even mean losing her place as Hokage.
She then called Shizue and informed her that the two of them, too, would leave and go with the others.
Shizue nodded, silent.
"Who will stay here in your place?"
Tsunade had to think.
"Not Danzou.
No military – I want no military here.
We'll see what the Kazekage has to say on this.
I would only leave Shikamaru here in my place – but he has to come with us.
It's strictly necessary that he comes.
Who will be left here? C'mon, think...only to replace me for a short time, or maybe – Jesus Christ.
FUCKING OROCHIMARU. What a hell of a mess he's done!"
Shizue laughed.
There was little to laugh there, and she knew, but the laugh came and she couldn't keep it.
Tsunade smiled sadly.
She had never missed Jiraya so much as she did now.
Jiraya was dead.
And Jiraya was practically the only one in the world who could help her, in this hell of a mess.
Then she suddenly got the answer.
The other pseudo-father of Naruto was – the replacement!
What replaces? A COPY!
"CALL KAKASHI!"
"Kakashi!"
Naruto suddenly woke up, screaming this.
He saw something dark – such as black rocks – he realized it must be a "ceiling" – 'where the fuck am I?'
He lowered his eyes, realizing, all of a sudden, that he was aching all over.
He lowered his eyes and found a face – a GRINNING face – staring at him, right before him, too FUCKING CLOSE to him –
He felt COLD. Cold? 'Dear God, I'm –'
He was naked. Half-naked. His clothes had been ripped down – the seal KYUUBI!
"Where's Kyuubi?" he screamed, grabbing the shoulders of the man – right before him.
Before him? No – he was not before him. He was ON him.
The man grinned again, laughed – such a deep voice – and said "Thir it s. Whir should he have gaen?"
Naruto looked down where the man was pointing at – his seal.
The – seal... bruises? 'Why then I got bruises? That's why I'm aching'
Yeah, a fight, clear, as those other wounds stated – BITES? Who BIT ME? Kyuubi? He actually DID it, not only in my mind?
"Where do these bruises and bites come from?" he asked, panicking, to the man.
The man grinned showing him teeth.
"Hir. It's enough now? Ye – got it?" he ended laughing again.
Naruto didn't answer.
He couldn't answer.
He turned to his left, hearing a sigh – it was Sai.
Sai, beside him – naked and covered with wounds as he.
Sai woke up and looked Naruto, looked the man, looked himself, looked the other man who came in the room right in that moment.
Sai didn't say a word and moved to sit normally – of course he couldn't.
Naruto looked the man, the one ON him – grey hair and red eyes.
Then he fainted.
The man woke him up by dint of slaps while the other pushed Sai to lie down again.
"Daennae worrie. It will end soon.
Tobi sais ye hiv tae be killed soon. And ah'm nowt a necrophile." He ended, of course, laughing.
Then he turned to the grey-haired man and said, still laughing:
"Hidan, fir the love ay YER god.
It least clean yer teeth."
Hidan spat on the ground, a spit red of blood – he slapped Naruto again, grabbed his hair and pulled his face nearer – Naruto snarled – Hidan laughed –Naruto growled – Hidan grabbed his chin with the other hand, forced him to open his mouth, "kissed" him – then left his head and while Naruto screamed by pain he spat something on the ground.
Sai saw it, through the other man's arms.
Sai saw it and instinctively tried to turn to the wall – to vomit.
But the man turned him to the wall, closed his mouth with a hand and grabbed his waist with the other.
Sai fainted and also Naruto fainted again, of course – by pain and in seeing HIS TONGUE in a poll of blood, there on the ground.
Hidan laughed and woke him up forcedly, again, while trying to have a talk with "Kakuzu...", who of course was too busy to listen to him.
Naruto started crying – the third time he woke up the ache had become PAIN – the mental pain had become PANIC – the hate, the rejection had become PARALYSIS and TERROR – the nausea itself, the sickness, had become FRAILTY.
He cried, sobbing, desperately, gaping at Hidan – he never fainted again.
Kyubbi didn't let him faint.
Kyuubi had discovered he liked Naruto's pain.
Kyuubi forced him to be conscious and to look at Sai every two minutes.
When "that guy Tobi" entered the room and talked to them, Hidan and Kakuzu were quietly smoking Naruto's cigarettes, standing before their "handy preys", as Hidan called them.
Tobi asked him "What's this fetish of cheek lines? He looks so much like a beast thus..."
"Yeah, a little beast" said Hidan laughing. "They remind me ay freckles – ah adore them..."
Kakuzu laughed.
They were talking, all of them, standing before Sai and Naruto who lay on the ground practically motionless.
Naruto had crouched against the wall, still sobbing – with no more voice than a tired kitty.
Sai didn't simply say a word nor move a finger.
He simply stared at nothing before him, ignoring the men.
Tobi then said, calmly: "I see.
Late downsizing of Akatsuki has only cleaned stains.
Were Itachi or the other two here, they would only pall you.
I'm just sorry I ain't that human enough to leap at the chance..." laughed he.
Hidan asked him, surprised: "Whir's the big mystery aboot yer identity now?
They kid so easily identify ye!"
Tobi laughed again, deeply.
"Who then?
These two suckers won't say a word.
Not only because they refuse to TALK" he said menacingly, looking Sai "but also because they won't come out of here alive.
I actually thought, if you've finished with them..."
Hidan commented: "Guess they're good naetin, now..." with a stupid, acute laugh.
"I get the demon then" said Tobi.
Naruto desperately tried to stand up – move – walk away – walk? What walk? He crumbled on his knees.
He turned painstakingly to look Hidan, a single blink straight in his eyes.
Hidan watched that puppet-like face dripping pity.
And laughed.
"Kin ah use his body fir mah rites?"
"...You can do whatever the fuck you want with their bodies.
You could even heal them and begin again, wasn't it that I have to take the demon, and I'm sorry, unfortunately he will die" he ended, pointing at Naruto.
Hidan:
"As fir the other...ir well!
Ah nivir exploited a Jinchuuriki. In both senses" he grinned, closing his waistcoat.
Tobi walked to Naruto, grabbed his hair and dragged him on the pavement out of the room.
Kakuzu and Hidan walked to Sai.
Kakashi walked in Naruto's house and tried to get some hint – somewhere –where?
With all those defensive devices – no one thought of CAMERAS. Cameras, shit.
He found only a slight trace of Kyuubi's chakra.
'KYUUUUUUUUUUBIII!'
"KYUUUBIIII!" roared Kakashi to the ceiling, and he ended snarling – hissing – spitting – groaning – crying – weeping.
Then he lost breath and voice.
He felt a void around him.
A void – emptiness.
Not a blank, a lack: an empty place, all around him.
Before, beside, behind him.
Behind him, 'father'. Beside him, 'friends'. Before him, 'NARUTO'.
All ended.
ALL DEAD. Kakashi's lot in life was a handful of graves.
There wasn't a chance in hell – NOT ONLY that Akatsuki wouldn't kill them – ALSO.
ALSO: it was impossible that they were STILL ALIVE then.
"No way to find them before they get killed.
If it isn't already happened, moreover.
Moreover.
Moreover.
Moreover."
His mind went on looping moreover and his knees bent making him violently hit the ground.
Kakashi didn't react.
'Those brutes ravage free.
FREE! What the fuck have we done all these years?
WE COULD PREVENT IT ALL!
WE COULD AVOID IT ALL!
ALL!'
It was Shikamaru to find him, still there, sitting on the ground.
He put a hand on Kakashi's head, not knowing what to say.
He stood there behind him.
Kakashi turned the head to watch him.
Shikamaru sighed.
He caught his breath, cleared his throat, gulped and said:
"There are no probabilities."
Kakashi sprang up, fell back down, nodded and shut up.
"Whereas, however..."
Kakashi turned to look him, crying, eyes gaping.
Shikamaru smiled.
"There's something that makes me think that...not only that guy with the mask is involved in command.
He obviously has tasks to accomplish.
If not someone else is – wait, Kakashi.
If he got Naruto – the problem, last time, wasn't you plus Naruto.
The problem was you.
His problem is you.
We have to gather a shitload of data!
Where are Neji and Hinata?
What's the Sand doing?
We NEED INFO!"
"...that all means the same.
They're dead."
"Not if it has not been that guy to take them.
Orochimaru surely knows it, he tried to ally with this guy but this guy refused, or something like that.
Orochimaru may have decided to get the demon first.
Orochimaru wouldn't have already killed them.
He can't.
If he could, he'd have done it before. Isn't it?"
"...therefore?"
Shikamaru smiled.
"I came here on behalf of Tsunade.
She wants you to take her place for a bit.
She has to come with us.
I am the Chief of Staff, Tsunade said I must stay alive.
All the others are going on battlefield or hunt field or whatever it will be.
The Sand has still to answer our proposals.
Kakashi.
I send for Orochimaru, now."
Kakashi looked him, surprised.
And followed him out of Naruto's house, to the Hokage's palace, where he took command simply by sitting down.
Tsunade had already left the village.
Shikamaru sat down in front of the Hokage's desk, while Kakashi tried to wear the official 'hat'.
Shikamaru laughed wholeheartedly seeing him with it – Kakashi took it off and held back a laugh.
"Okay. Who do we send off to Orochimaru?"
Shikamaru didn't speak for a minute. That grammar. Orochimaru wasn't a PLACE...
Then he gulped, collected ideas and said:
"Women.
I don't know why.
We have to contact Tsunade.
She goes there with Shizune, but I also want Sakura and FIRST OF ALL Hinata.
I don't know why, women.
WHY? Last, but not least: Orochimaru has always had this obsession for BOYS.
So, let's send THERE women."
"I would marry you if I could..."
Shikamaru burst out laughing, jumping off the chair. Then when he got breath again said, waving a hand to Kakashi:
"Kakashi, but let's state we're only joking, yeah?"
Kakashi laughed to tears and when tears came out they continued to, until he finished the water and ended up with no voice and a throat so sore that he couldn't even breathe.
Tears, idle tears