SUMMARY:
Naruto has been kidnapped by Madara and held hostage after years of battle. Naruto and Kurama create a seal within the mindscape to escape not only his cell but also their time. They intend to go into the past to fix everything and stop Tobi and Madara before they can start collecting the bijuu and starting the Fourth Shinobi War.
This is another time travel fanfic. It's my first on Ao3, only because I've never shared my fanfics before. I'm also putting this on Wattpad under the pseudo of Jinchuu-kun. I've been reading so many fanfics lately, and so many that are amazing. They inspired me to throw my hat into the ring of time travel Naruto fics. I hope you guys enjoy it.
I don't have a set schedule for updating, I know I'll never stick to it. I'll try to update as steadily as possible.
Naruto is a trademark of VIZ Media, story and original characters are copyright 2002 Masashi Kishimoto, all rights reserved.
Please heed the tags and warnings. This story is not censored. Nothing is implied; everything is written out and shown.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED
Notes:Okay! So, I've written fanfics before, just never published it for anyone's viewing pleasure. This will be my first time sharing my writing via fanfic. I've also roleplayed online for about a decade or so. If that helps ease your minds at all.
Anyways, this jumps right into the deep end fast. This chapter has some of those warnings that were mentioned in the tags. If you guys need me to do warnings or specific markers in the story to let you know that things are getting dark, lemme know.
I welcome all comments and suggestions. Just please keep it civil, if you don't mind. Don't forget to give kudos too! Unless you hate it, then just ignore this. Hah :D
I NEED TO MAKE THIS PERFECTLY CLEAR!
1. I DO NOT CONDONE RAPE
2. I DO NOT CONDONE ABUSE OF ANY KIND
2. TRIGGER WARNINGS ARE PRESENT FOR A REASON
3. I DO NOT PULL PUNCHES - I WILL WRITE EVERYTHING
4. I DO NOT CENSOR MY WRITING - IT CAN BE GRAPHIC IN DETAIL
I firmly believe we need to stop censoring everything. Rape is not taboo, it is cruel and violent. It needs exposure. As does abuse and suicide. We can't keep ignoring these things. Abuse, suicide, and rape exist. They need to be portrayed accurately, seen, acknowledged. So, no, I won't hide it from you. I won't censor this story in any way. YOU are choosing to read this story. I am NOT forcing you. Please remember that.
Having said that! If you or someone you know is suffering from any of those things, please seek out help. There is help everywhere. I've included some links to help.
.org
ON WITH THE SHOW!
Chapter 1: Chapter One Chapter TextNaruto stirred in his sleep, mumbling quietly. "Sa..su..ke.. why?" He whimpered, his fingers twitching as though he were trying to grab onto something.
"Naruto!" There was only one person who ever said his name like that. And it was none other than Sasuke Uchiha. The way he said it held such weight, one couldn't tell if the taller boy wanted to kill, devour, conquer, or love the blond. He said it with such emphasis, one could almost mistake it for passion. No one ever said his name quite like the missing-nin.
The sound of his name caused the blond to jerk awake, panting, a light sheen of cold sweat covering him. His white shirt, sticking to his damp skin, his boxers like a second skin due to the sweat. He groaned, bringing his forearm over his eyes, trying to catch his breath and calm down. His hands were trembling ever-so-slightly, and his whole body felt weak.
Ever since they had found Sasuke again after Sai joined Team Kakashi, he had been plagued with nightmares. When Sasuke had first left, his nightmares and dreams consisted of bringing the lost teammate home, their friendship rekindling and their brotherhood becoming stronger than ever. But now? His nightmares were filled with Sasuke killing him in different ways, some completely psychotic, others swift and painless. Then there were the dreams that he couldn't understand, no matter how hard he tried. Those dreams consisted of Sasuke cornering him, pinning him to a wall, or backing him against something solid. He would give Naruto a brief speech that he didn't care about Konoha or Naruto, then he would lean in letting their lips brush against each other as he would speak of how he wanted to feel Naruto's hot blood on his fingers, and staining his blade. Then he would kiss the blond in such a dominatingly dark way that Naruto couldn't even process what was happening. And just as he thought Sasuke was going to do something intimate or brotherly, he would find a kunai slammed into his heart, and Sasuke's insane cackle filling his ears as he slid down the wall, bleeding out.
The nightmare he had just sprung from, had been one much like that. Only this time, Sasuke had slammed him into the ground, pinning him to the broken ground as he caressed the blond's left cheek, leaning in, and giving his speech of needing nothing but revenge, for he was an avenger. Then he kissed Naruto deeply, pressing his whole body to the blond's, crushing him into the broken rocks before his hand had slid around Naruto's throat, and while he continued to kiss him, Sasuke choked the life from him, taking his last breath. Just as Naruto died, he had jerked awake, much to his relief.
Naruto couldn't understand his dreams, he didn't understand the sexuality of it, the intensity of it. It made no sense to him. Then again, Naruto had been obsessed with becoming the greatest shinobi the village had ever seen. So things like romance, sex, intimacy, relationships, and the like, never crossed his mind. Well, it did on occasion, mainly when he saw Sakura or the pink haired female was nice to him. But it would quickly vanish when he would remember how desperately she loved Sasuke. Which then brought the question to the forefront of his mind, was he trying to live out Sakura's dreams through his own twisted nightmares? Or was he so desperate for the lost connection with Sasuke, that it was beginning to mutate and twist into something..else?
Groaning, the arm over his eyes shifted so that his hand could grip into his hair tightly. He clenched his eyes closed as he growled quietly, baring his teeth as he rolled over, and then proceeded to scream into his pillow, his free hand punching his mattress. He was thankful today was a day off for him. He wasn't sure he could focus on a mission or anything intense today.
He felt his bottom lip quiver and he growled in annoyance, biting into his lip firmly. Pushing himself up onto his hands and knees, he paused, staring at his pillow, his sheet slowly slipping from his body. He could see the damp print of his body on his bed. Had the nightmare been that bad for him? Well, considering his clothes were stuck to him like glue, he figured that question was answered easily enough.
Sighing, he got up from his bed, a warm breeze flowing through his open window and providing him with some relief from the sweat caked on him. With another, softer, sigh he grabbed a towel from his dresser and headed to his shower. He dropped the towel off before turning and going over to the toilet room. Opening the door he entered the small space and quickly relieved his bladder. Flushing the toilet, he numbly turned around and shuffled back into the shower room. Stripping down, he kicked the wet pile of clothing out of the shower room, it hit his kitchen cabinets with a wet smack and then a blob-like thump as it landed on the floor. Ew...
Naruto shivered as the air was cooler than his skin and sweat, making him quickly hurry under the warm spray of his showerhead. Closing his eyes he just stood under the spray, letting the warmth relax him and ease some of his tension away. The tension and panic from his dream ebbed away from him, the waterfall of warmth from his shower washing it down the drain. Letting out a long, slow breath, focusing on his breathing he felt himself grounded and centered once again.
His fingers smoothed his messy, somewhat shaggy locks back and that was when he froze. His eyes snapped open and he stumbled back, out of the spray of water. This was all wrong! He looked around frantically, his hands tightening in his hair. How had he missed it earlier in bed?! He'd gripped his hair then as well, maybe the panic of nightmare had clouded his ability to realize... He was in a genjutsu. Swallowing tightly he left his shower room, not caring he was naked. He had to figure this out! Panic spiked in him so fast he lost the strength in his legs and landed against the hardwood floor with a small cry of surprise and horror. How long had he been in this genjutsu!? He fell forward onto his hands, his body shuddering and trembling as he tried to calm down again. He wasn't even 16! He was 31! His hair was nearly a buzzcut! This was all wrong!
And like a tidal wave, reality crashed into him, slamming the air from his lungs. He was with Madara... He had been, essentially, kidnapped right from the battlefield. The war had never slowed down, Madara had seemed downright determined to get Naruto and the Kyuubi. He especially wanted the Kyuubi, but never for the reasons everyone thought. Naruto and Kurama both knew what that vile, overpowered, evil man wanted with them, with Kurama. It had nothing to do with the juubi or Kaguya. Hell, Madara flat out fucking murdered Zetsu the moment he had snagged Naruto and Zetsu had ordered Madara to drain the Kyuubi from Naruto.
From within himself, he felt Kurama stir and he sobbed out a cry of relief, gripping his fingers into his stomach, over the seal. "Kurama.." He whispered weakly. "We're in another of his genjutsu..." He felt the other anger roll within him and the panic despair at being at Madara's mercy. Naruto echoed the sentiment, tears trailing down his cheeks slowly.
He heard a deep, sickly amused chuckle from somewhere and his eyes widened. He stood up quickly and looked around his fake room, panic swelling in his chest. Kurama's chakra roiled within him and he shivered from the calming feel of the fox's furious warmth. Together, the two of them flared a blast of the chakra, combining the blue and red with a violent purple blasting out from them. Nothing happened though... Naruto whimpered with the edging feeling of desperation. His fingers flew to his throat, feeling nothing there, but he knew better. Madara had slapped a chakra suppressing collar on him the moment he'd gotten the blond to his network of caves he was currently calling home. It was more like a bunker built into the base of a mountain that went down into the ground instead of up throughout the mountain.
The room rippled with a rainbow haze, like trying to stare through a prism while it was reflecting light. His stomach churned and he felt bile rising in his throat. The genjutsu slammed down fast, making Naruto disoriented and violently ill. He lurched forward onto his hands, emptying the non-existent contents of his stomach on the stone floor. Shoulder length blond hair swung forward, some bile streaking into a few locks of his hair. He grimaced, eyeing the vile substance as he sat back on his calves trying to steady his breathing. The room, more like a cell, was about the average size of a master bedroom, a king size bed in one corner, a bathroom with a shower room connected to it on the other side of the room, a dresser against the wall as the bed, and a small dining table near the door, bolted to the floor, along with the chairs.
Actually, every piece of furniture was bolted down. Madara had had to do that the first time he had underestimated Naruto and Kurama's strength, even when their chakra was suppressed. They had grabbed at every piece of furniture they could and promptly chucked the thing right at Madara to keep him away. So Madara had had Tobi bolt everything down.
That was another thing that was just...sad. Poor Obito wasn't allowed to go by his actual name, he had to remain going by Tobi, and was forced to continue wearing his mask. The old orange one too, not the fancy white one that Naruto had broken years ago. Obito had been broken of his devotion to Madara and the great plan. He had even saved Kakashi's life, forfeiting his own. Except he didn't get to die and be reunited with Rin. No, Madara had fled with him, saved him again and then put an enslaving seal on the back of his neck, right at the nape. It made Obito unwillingly submit to Madara and his will, even if he was perfectly aware of everything around him. If he resisted Madara it shot agonizing pain throughout his spinal column, bringing the man to his knees in haggard cries.
Madara didn't share Naruto and Kurama, not like others would consider sharing him. He didn't let anyone else touch Naruto, and they weren't even allowed to acknowledge Kurama existed. But every once in a while Madara would force Naruto to pleasure Obito, usually with oral sex. And while the blond pleasured Obito, Madara would take the precious Nanadaime from behind, harshly and unforgiving, making him choke on Obito in the process. Afterward, Madara would lock them both in the room, not letting them escape the awkwardness, the self-hate, or even the way they both felt filthy and didn't want to look at each other. He forced them to face one another while keeping them completely naked. He was a twisted man...
Naruto looked around his 'bedroom' and sank back against the cold stone wall, closing his eyes as he gasped for breaths. "Ku-Kurama... we have to get out of here.." He closed his eyes, trying to settle himself enough to sink into his mindscape. His whole body was shaking as he tried to get into a meditative state. Whimpering in desperation at Kurama, the other acquiesced and pulled Naruto forcibly into the mindscape.
As soon as he landed a tail wrapped around him and large muzzle nuzzled his side gently. "Kit.." The deep rumble of the fox vibrated against Naruto's body, trying to convey caring and protectiveness.
Naruto curled into the muzzle, his fingers gripping at the shorter fur there. His voice was barely a whisper, cracked and weak. "How's the seal...?"
Bloodshot red eyes looked up into the slitted red of Kurama's. The fox nodded towards the grassy field of the mindscape. Naruto turned in that direction, staring at the field but unwilling to move just yet. At first Naruto's mindscape had been that filthy sewer, then once the two had connected and gotten closer over the years, it shifted into a sprawling, lush land. The area was surrounded in Konoha trees with a small valley of grass that led to a large lake. Off to the side of the lake was a small collection of large hills with a cave in the biggest one where Kurama slept. The sky used to be always lit up with bright sun, sometimes it would be cloudy, but generally, it was perfect weather. Since being in Madara's possession it's been stuck at a dark overcast dusk. Most of the trees looked burned or decayed. The grass valley was still fairly intact except for the massive seal that was slowly being formed in its center.
Letting out a long sigh he slowly moved from Kurama and shakily headed to the seal they had been working on. Moving to the center of the seal he looked around the inner portions within feet of the center. Slowly turning in a circle, his jaw clenching tightly as he checked the symbols and lines for probably the hundredth time. From there he slowly moved along the northern portion of the seal, checking over the work he had accomplished on it. He reached the end of it and tilted his head, the north side was complete it seemed. Nodding with a mild relief he turned and headed down the west portion to its end, confirming its completion as well. Then down to the south section, also still in perfect condition. Finally, he trailed along the east section until he reached the end that was still blank.
The whole process took nearly an hour to walk the whole thing. The seal was massive, about a quarter mile in every direction, it was a lot of ground to cover. Sighing heavily he turned to the portion of the east seal that would connect into the very last pieces. He could use chakra within his body and his mindscape, but he could not pull his chakra out of himself or use it in a weaponized manner. So he was stuck with being able to heal himself, talk to Kurama, and enter his mindscape, and within his mindscape, he could everything as though he were in the world and unhindered. So he formed a small softball sized Rasengan and began carving into the ground to finish off the seal. This took a couple hours more before he finished it off and the entire seal flashed with blue and red chakra, almost sparkling like fireworks as he stood up to look over the vastness of it. Kurama had been curled up by the lake watching Naruto finish it off. When it flashed he sat up, being able to see all of it while Naruto could only see portions of it and its powerful glow.
"You did it, kit.." Kurama purred encouragingly, pride in his voice. "And it was smart of you to suggest we start filtering our chakra into it while working on it. It cut down a lot of time." He offered a gentle fox grin, taking a couple steps to reach the blond, he leaned down and nuzzled the young man's back as though he were patting it like a job well done.
Naruto gave the fox one of his famous grins even if it wasn't full and bright like it should have been. Still, it was the first time in a long time that Naruto had smiled, let alone like that. So Kurama wasn't going to complain.
"How much chakra does it need to be ready?" Kurama asked softly, not wanting to break the calm, satisfied air surrounding them.
Heaving a sigh Naruto frowned a bit. "Probably another week worth, but like...full chakra flowing into it." He clenched his jaw, staring at the glowing seal. "As it nears its full state it'll start showing on my body.. and then we'll have to move impossibly fast so Ma-...Madara doesn't stop us." He struggled with saying that venomous man's name. It felt like poison on his tongue.
Kurama nodded in thought, a rumble emanating from him as he tilted his head. "And if...if I focused all of my chakra on the seal?" The question was incredibly heavy. Kurama was asking if he took all of his efforts to help Naruto handle Madara and instead focused on the seal, would it be ready sooner and could Naruto handle having to take all of the man's violence and violation. So, of course, Kurama was hesitant to even ask something like this of his kit. Even though Naruto was 31-years-old, he was still so young.
Stiffening for a moment Naruto stood in silence, staring at Kurama's chest as his jaw muscles twitched under his skin drawing attention to the fact he was firmly clenching his teeth. He inhaled slowly, then exhaled just as slowly before he nodded. "It'd speed things up drastically..." he paused, trying to decide if he really wanted to take on all of Madara himself while Kurama fed the seal. Closing his eyes he felt the heat of unshed tears pressing at him. He didn't want to do it, but if he did, they'd escape so much faster. "I can handle...him." His words bit the air like an enraged snap of Kurama's teeth. It even made the fox flinch ever-so-slightly, going unnoticed by the blond.
With a nod, Kurama let out a sigh before his head snapped up and to the left, a low growl carrying into the air around them, vibrating with hatred and murderous intent. This snapped Naruto to attention and his eyes widened. Oh god...he's here... Sure enough, Naruto was violently yanked from his Mindscape via Madara's infernal Sharingan.
He slammed back into awareness with a small cry, vivid blue meeting red, and black. A twisted smirk lined Madara's mouth, "Hello little one.." His voice a deep baritone, no matter how sexy and deep it was, it now sent a cold slimy chill down Naruto's spine. "Talking to my wicked little Kitsune again? Maybe I should pay him a visit..." He chuckled darkly, combing his fingers through surprisingly clean blond hair.
When had Madara done that? How had they not noticed he was doing things until he was grabbing Naruto back into awareness? This was a terrifying new development. Had they gotten that weak? Or was Madara doing something different to hide from them? They could still sense chakra, intent, and especially Madara. They were fine-tuned to the man. So, how...?
Blue eyes became unfocused as he tried to figure out how the hell Madara had gone under their radar, but that was a short-lived reprieve into his own thoughts because Madara noticed and he didn't like being shoved into the background of Naruto or Kurama's attention. He growled viciously and yanked Naruto to him by his metal collar, crushing the younger males lips with his own, claiming him in one violent kiss that was all teeth, tongue, and growls. He bit into Naruto's bottom lip earning a satisfying cry of pain from the blond. He smirked at him as he broke the kiss, his thumb rubbing the bruised and now bleeding lip.
"That's much better." He purred the words with a sickening joy. He licked gently at the blood slowly beading from the bitten lip, earning a disgusted cringe from the other which he only chuckled at in return.
"Keep him distracted kit... I'm flooding the seal with everything I have as fast as I can... We're leaving this Sage forsaken place and time if it's the last thing I fucking do."
"I... I'll try.. please... hurry Kurama..."
Naruto knew how to keep Madara's attention on him. He had to struggle, resist, and mock Madara. Every time he did that, the black-haired Uchiha lost his god damn mind and forced Naruto into submission.
"Get the fuck away from me!" Naruto bit out the words, shoving Madara away before a resounding SLAP echoed through the room.
Not since he had first been taken had Naruto ever struck Madara, let alone slapped the man right across his cheek. It was so shocking and unexpected that the two stared at each other in amazement. Naruto couldn't believe he had actually SLAPPED the man! And Madara couldn't believe the nerve of the little shit. Where had this sudden fight come from? His jaw clenched and red and black eyes narrowed dangerously.
Naruto instantly filled with unending panic as he suddenly scrambled to get away from the black-haired man. His nails scrapped on the hard floor as he tried to get into a standing position so he could run across the room. He made it to the other side of the room just in time to get slammed into it from a full-powered body slam from Madara. He hit the stone wall hard enough to crack it from floor to ceiling in a spider web. He gasped as he connected with the unrelenting wall, not even able to cry out from the pain vibrating through his weakened body. He was positive he had bone fractures in several places as well a few cracked ribs.
"You stupid little fuck." The words were growled into his ear threatening and dominant.
Naruto squeezed his eyes closed with a pathetic whimper as he tried to breathe normally once more. Madara snarled, biting into Naruto's neck in a crazed and violent manner, marking the younger male once again. He tasted blood on his tongue and moaned at the sweet taste, sucking on the wound as he ground his hips to Naruto's ass. Forcing the blond to feel the hardening arousal pressing along his clothed backside, the thick length managing to press along the crevice.
He struggled in Madara's hold with a pitiful cry knowing it would do nothing but fuel the sickness in the large man. Madara pulled from Naruto's neck lapping at the blood still beading up from the bite mark, his hands moving to shove the thin linen pants down, the loose fabric dropping to the floor in a heap.
Madara put one hand at the center of Naruto's naked shoulder blades while he freed himself from the confines of his own pants. "Seems you need another lesson on submission little one.." As soon as the last two words left his mouth he forced himself inside of the blond with a ferocity that should never be in an intimate act.
Naruto let out a blood-chilling scream as he felt the man rip into him, thrusting to the hilt in one smooth motion. His nails clawed down the stone, breaking and streaking blood along the cracks his body had made in the cold surface. Tears bursting forth as he tried to suck in air. Madara kept his left hand pressing Naruto's chest to the wall, his right hand moved to grip his right hip in a bruising tightness as he set the vicious pace of slamming into the other relentlessly. Every thrust burying him to the base, then pulling nearly all the out only to slam right back in.
Kurama growled in Naruto's mind dumping every ounce of his power and desperation into filling the damn seal as fast as he possibly could. He could feel the mind of his kit breaking further than it already had and it was scaring the fox. He narrowed his blood red eyes, letting out a shattering roar as he blasted the seal with everything he had. The seal flared in a bright poisonous purple, filling the area with its vibrancy and darkness all at once.
Naruto's skin suddenly lined with every mark, swirl, line, and kanji of his seal. From the tip of his head to the tips of his toes. Inky purple contrasting against his fading tanned skin. He had been in this cell long enough that years of sunshine had faded, he was closer to Shikamaru's skin tone than his brilliant sun-kissed tone. Madara opened his eyes when he felt the power flare from the supposedly destroyed blond. He growled in anger and shock. What was happening!? What were those lines and marks!? It couldn't be!
He slammed his arousal deep into Naruto and pressed his lips to the ear of the other. "You're not going anywhere, either of you." He gripped Naruto close to him, pinning him between the wall and his tall, muscled form.
Naruto struggled, gasping and pushing back against Madara, trying to get free. He couldn't be touching the other! It could cause Madara to tag along with them! And he couldn't go where they were going! No! No no no no no!
The seal sucked at what was left of Naruto and Kurama's chakra until there was a loud, deafening boom and a bright golden light that enveloped the room. Naruto screamed, Kurama's roar mixing into it as they felt themselves twisted, burned, and melted all at once. And just like that... everything went black, no sound, all senses cut off from everything and everyone. The world ceases to exist while still existing in an endless infinity of time, dimension, and space.
A/N:
Heh...warned you. And I also ended with a cliffhanger. I know, I'm a jerk. Please forgive me?
Also, if there are mistakes, lemme know. I am proof-reading this myself and I can reread each chapter 10+ times and still manage to miss something and end up having to go back and fix it AGAIN. I would rather my story read smoothly without mistakes than have anyone stutter over a sentence because I used a word twice, totally typoed, or missed a word completely. I have dyslexia, so...shit happens.
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Summary:SUMMARY:
Naruto has been kidnapped by Madara and held hostage after years of battle. Naruto and Kurama create a seal within the mindscape to escape not only his cell but also their time. They intend to go into the past to fix everything and stop Tobi and Madara before they can start collecting the bijuu and starting the Fourth Shinobi War.
This is another time travel fanfic. It's my first on Ao3, only because I've never shared my fanfics before. I'm also putting this on Wattpad under the pseudo of Jinchuu-kun. I've been reading so many fanfics lately, and so many that are amazing. They inspired me to throw my hat into the ring of time travel Naruto fics. I hope you guys enjoy it.
I don't have a set schedule for updating, I know I'll never stick to it. I'll try to update as steadily as possible.
Naruto is a trademark of VIZ Media, story and original characters are copyright 2002 Masashi Kishimoto, all rights reserved.
Please heed the tags and warnings. This story is not censored. Nothing is implied; everything is written out and shown.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED
Notes:Okay! So, I've written fanfics before, just never published it for anyone's viewing pleasure. This will be my first time sharing my writing via fanfic. I've also roleplayed online for about a decade or so. If that helps ease your minds at all.
Anyways, this jumps right into the deep end fast. This chapter has some of those warnings that were mentioned in the tags. If you guys need me to do warnings or specific markers in the story to let you know that things are getting dark, lemme know.
I welcome all comments and suggestions. Just please keep it civil, if you don't mind. Don't forget to give kudos too! Unless you hate it, then just ignore this. Hah :D
I NEED TO MAKE THIS PERFECTLY CLEAR!
1. I DO NOT CONDONE RAPE
2. I DO NOT CONDONE ABUSE OF ANY KIND
2. TRIGGER WARNINGS ARE PRESENT FOR A REASON
3. I DO NOT PULL PUNCHES - I WILL WRITE EVERYTHING
4. I DO NOT CENSOR MY WRITING - IT CAN BE GRAPHIC IN DETAIL
I firmly believe we need to stop censoring everything. Rape is not taboo, it is cruel and violent. It needs exposure. As does abuse and suicide. We can't keep ignoring these things. Abuse, suicide, and rape exist. They need to be portrayed accurately, seen, acknowledged. So, no, I won't hide it from you. I won't censor this story in any way. YOU are choosing to read this story. I am NOT forcing you. Please remember that.
Having said that! If you or someone you know is suffering from any of those things, please seek out help. There is help everywhere. I've included some links to help.
.org
ON WITH THE SHOW!
Chapter 1: Chapter One Chapter TextNaruto stirred in his sleep, mumbling quietly. "Sa..su..ke.. why?" He whimpered, his fingers twitching as though he were trying to grab onto something.
"Naruto!" There was only one person who ever said his name like that. And it was none other than Sasuke Uchiha. The way he said it held such weight, one couldn't tell if the taller boy wanted to kill, devour, conquer, or love the blond. He said it with such emphasis, one could almost mistake it for passion. No one ever said his name quite like the missing-nin.
The sound of his name caused the blond to jerk awake, panting, a light sheen of cold sweat covering him. His white shirt, sticking to his damp skin, his boxers like a second skin due to the sweat. He groaned, bringing his forearm over his eyes, trying to catch his breath and calm down. His hands were trembling ever-so-slightly, and his whole body felt weak.
Ever since they had found Sasuke again after Sai joined Team Kakashi, he had been plagued with nightmares. When Sasuke had first left, his nightmares and dreams consisted of bringing the lost teammate home, their friendship rekindling and their brotherhood becoming stronger than ever. But now? His nightmares were filled with Sasuke killing him in different ways, some completely psychotic, others swift and painless. Then there were the dreams that he couldn't understand, no matter how hard he tried. Those dreams consisted of Sasuke cornering him, pinning him to a wall, or backing him against something solid. He would give Naruto a brief speech that he didn't care about Konoha or Naruto, then he would lean in letting their lips brush against each other as he would speak of how he wanted to feel Naruto's hot blood on his fingers, and staining his blade. Then he would kiss the blond in such a dominatingly dark way that Naruto couldn't even process what was happening. And just as he thought Sasuke was going to do something intimate or brotherly, he would find a kunai slammed into his heart, and Sasuke's insane cackle filling his ears as he slid down the wall, bleeding out.
The nightmare he had just sprung from, had been one much like that. Only this time, Sasuke had slammed him into the ground, pinning him to the broken ground as he caressed the blond's left cheek, leaning in, and giving his speech of needing nothing but revenge, for he was an avenger. Then he kissed Naruto deeply, pressing his whole body to the blond's, crushing him into the broken rocks before his hand had slid around Naruto's throat, and while he continued to kiss him, Sasuke choked the life from him, taking his last breath. Just as Naruto died, he had jerked awake, much to his relief.
Naruto couldn't understand his dreams, he didn't understand the sexuality of it, the intensity of it. It made no sense to him. Then again, Naruto had been obsessed with becoming the greatest shinobi the village had ever seen. So things like romance, sex, intimacy, relationships, and the like, never crossed his mind. Well, it did on occasion, mainly when he saw Sakura or the pink haired female was nice to him. But it would quickly vanish when he would remember how desperately she loved Sasuke. Which then brought the question to the forefront of his mind, was he trying to live out Sakura's dreams through his own twisted nightmares? Or was he so desperate for the lost connection with Sasuke, that it was beginning to mutate and twist into something..else?
Groaning, the arm over his eyes shifted so that his hand could grip into his hair tightly. He clenched his eyes closed as he growled quietly, baring his teeth as he rolled over, and then proceeded to scream into his pillow, his free hand punching his mattress. He was thankful today was a day off for him. He wasn't sure he could focus on a mission or anything intense today.
He felt his bottom lip quiver and he growled in annoyance, biting into his lip firmly. Pushing himself up onto his hands and knees, he paused, staring at his pillow, his sheet slowly slipping from his body. He could see the damp print of his body on his bed. Had the nightmare been that bad for him? Well, considering his clothes were stuck to him like glue, he figured that question was answered easily enough.
Sighing, he got up from his bed, a warm breeze flowing through his open window and providing him with some relief from the sweat caked on him. With another, softer, sigh he grabbed a towel from his dresser and headed to his shower. He dropped the towel off before turning and going over to the toilet room. Opening the door he entered the small space and quickly relieved his bladder. Flushing the toilet, he numbly turned around and shuffled back into the shower room. Stripping down, he kicked the wet pile of clothing out of the shower room, it hit his kitchen cabinets with a wet smack and then a blob-like thump as it landed on the floor. Ew...
Naruto shivered as the air was cooler than his skin and sweat, making him quickly hurry under the warm spray of his showerhead. Closing his eyes he just stood under the spray, letting the warmth relax him and ease some of his tension away. The tension and panic from his dream ebbed away from him, the waterfall of warmth from his shower washing it down the drain. Letting out a long, slow breath, focusing on his breathing he felt himself grounded and centered once again.
His fingers smoothed his messy, somewhat shaggy locks back and that was when he froze. His eyes snapped open and he stumbled back, out of the spray of water. This was all wrong! He looked around frantically, his hands tightening in his hair. How had he missed it earlier in bed?! He'd gripped his hair then as well, maybe the panic of nightmare had clouded his ability to realize... He was in a genjutsu. Swallowing tightly he left his shower room, not caring he was naked. He had to figure this out! Panic spiked in him so fast he lost the strength in his legs and landed against the hardwood floor with a small cry of surprise and horror. How long had he been in this genjutsu!? He fell forward onto his hands, his body shuddering and trembling as he tried to calm down again. He wasn't even 16! He was 31! His hair was nearly a buzzcut! This was all wrong!
And like a tidal wave, reality crashed into him, slamming the air from his lungs. He was with Madara... He had been, essentially, kidnapped right from the battlefield. The war had never slowed down, Madara had seemed downright determined to get Naruto and the Kyuubi. He especially wanted the Kyuubi, but never for the reasons everyone thought. Naruto and Kurama both knew what that vile, overpowered, evil man wanted with them, with Kurama. It had nothing to do with the juubi or Kaguya. Hell, Madara flat out fucking murdered Zetsu the moment he had snagged Naruto and Zetsu had ordered Madara to drain the Kyuubi from Naruto.
From within himself, he felt Kurama stir and he sobbed out a cry of relief, gripping his fingers into his stomach, over the seal. "Kurama.." He whispered weakly. "We're in another of his genjutsu..." He felt the other anger roll within him and the panic despair at being at Madara's mercy. Naruto echoed the sentiment, tears trailing down his cheeks slowly.
He heard a deep, sickly amused chuckle from somewhere and his eyes widened. He stood up quickly and looked around his fake room, panic swelling in his chest. Kurama's chakra roiled within him and he shivered from the calming feel of the fox's furious warmth. Together, the two of them flared a blast of the chakra, combining the blue and red with a violent purple blasting out from them. Nothing happened though... Naruto whimpered with the edging feeling of desperation. His fingers flew to his throat, feeling nothing there, but he knew better. Madara had slapped a chakra suppressing collar on him the moment he'd gotten the blond to his network of caves he was currently calling home. It was more like a bunker built into the base of a mountain that went down into the ground instead of up throughout the mountain.
The room rippled with a rainbow haze, like trying to stare through a prism while it was reflecting light. His stomach churned and he felt bile rising in his throat. The genjutsu slammed down fast, making Naruto disoriented and violently ill. He lurched forward onto his hands, emptying the non-existent contents of his stomach on the stone floor. Shoulder length blond hair swung forward, some bile streaking into a few locks of his hair. He grimaced, eyeing the vile substance as he sat back on his calves trying to steady his breathing. The room, more like a cell, was about the average size of a master bedroom, a king size bed in one corner, a bathroom with a shower room connected to it on the other side of the room, a dresser against the wall as the bed, and a small dining table near the door, bolted to the floor, along with the chairs.
Actually, every piece of furniture was bolted down. Madara had had to do that the first time he had underestimated Naruto and Kurama's strength, even when their chakra was suppressed. They had grabbed at every piece of furniture they could and promptly chucked the thing right at Madara to keep him away. So Madara had had Tobi bolt everything down.
That was another thing that was just...sad. Poor Obito wasn't allowed to go by his actual name, he had to remain going by Tobi, and was forced to continue wearing his mask. The old orange one too, not the fancy white one that Naruto had broken years ago. Obito had been broken of his devotion to Madara and the great plan. He had even saved Kakashi's life, forfeiting his own. Except he didn't get to die and be reunited with Rin. No, Madara had fled with him, saved him again and then put an enslaving seal on the back of his neck, right at the nape. It made Obito unwillingly submit to Madara and his will, even if he was perfectly aware of everything around him. If he resisted Madara it shot agonizing pain throughout his spinal column, bringing the man to his knees in haggard cries.
Madara didn't share Naruto and Kurama, not like others would consider sharing him. He didn't let anyone else touch Naruto, and they weren't even allowed to acknowledge Kurama existed. But every once in a while Madara would force Naruto to pleasure Obito, usually with oral sex. And while the blond pleasured Obito, Madara would take the precious Nanadaime from behind, harshly and unforgiving, making him choke on Obito in the process. Afterward, Madara would lock them both in the room, not letting them escape the awkwardness, the self-hate, or even the way they both felt filthy and didn't want to look at each other. He forced them to face one another while keeping them completely naked. He was a twisted man...
Naruto looked around his 'bedroom' and sank back against the cold stone wall, closing his eyes as he gasped for breaths. "Ku-Kurama... we have to get out of here.." He closed his eyes, trying to settle himself enough to sink into his mindscape. His whole body was shaking as he tried to get into a meditative state. Whimpering in desperation at Kurama, the other acquiesced and pulled Naruto forcibly into the mindscape.
As soon as he landed a tail wrapped around him and large muzzle nuzzled his side gently. "Kit.." The deep rumble of the fox vibrated against Naruto's body, trying to convey caring and protectiveness.
Naruto curled into the muzzle, his fingers gripping at the shorter fur there. His voice was barely a whisper, cracked and weak. "How's the seal...?"
Bloodshot red eyes looked up into the slitted red of Kurama's. The fox nodded towards the grassy field of the mindscape. Naruto turned in that direction, staring at the field but unwilling to move just yet. At first Naruto's mindscape had been that filthy sewer, then once the two had connected and gotten closer over the years, it shifted into a sprawling, lush land. The area was surrounded in Konoha trees with a small valley of grass that led to a large lake. Off to the side of the lake was a small collection of large hills with a cave in the biggest one where Kurama slept. The sky used to be always lit up with bright sun, sometimes it would be cloudy, but generally, it was perfect weather. Since being in Madara's possession it's been stuck at a dark overcast dusk. Most of the trees looked burned or decayed. The grass valley was still fairly intact except for the massive seal that was slowly being formed in its center.
Letting out a long sigh he slowly moved from Kurama and shakily headed to the seal they had been working on. Moving to the center of the seal he looked around the inner portions within feet of the center. Slowly turning in a circle, his jaw clenching tightly as he checked the symbols and lines for probably the hundredth time. From there he slowly moved along the northern portion of the seal, checking over the work he had accomplished on it. He reached the end of it and tilted his head, the north side was complete it seemed. Nodding with a mild relief he turned and headed down the west portion to its end, confirming its completion as well. Then down to the south section, also still in perfect condition. Finally, he trailed along the east section until he reached the end that was still blank.
The whole process took nearly an hour to walk the whole thing. The seal was massive, about a quarter mile in every direction, it was a lot of ground to cover. Sighing heavily he turned to the portion of the east seal that would connect into the very last pieces. He could use chakra within his body and his mindscape, but he could not pull his chakra out of himself or use it in a weaponized manner. So he was stuck with being able to heal himself, talk to Kurama, and enter his mindscape, and within his mindscape, he could everything as though he were in the world and unhindered. So he formed a small softball sized Rasengan and began carving into the ground to finish off the seal. This took a couple hours more before he finished it off and the entire seal flashed with blue and red chakra, almost sparkling like fireworks as he stood up to look over the vastness of it. Kurama had been curled up by the lake watching Naruto finish it off. When it flashed he sat up, being able to see all of it while Naruto could only see portions of it and its powerful glow.
"You did it, kit.." Kurama purred encouragingly, pride in his voice. "And it was smart of you to suggest we start filtering our chakra into it while working on it. It cut down a lot of time." He offered a gentle fox grin, taking a couple steps to reach the blond, he leaned down and nuzzled the young man's back as though he were patting it like a job well done.
Naruto gave the fox one of his famous grins even if it wasn't full and bright like it should have been. Still, it was the first time in a long time that Naruto had smiled, let alone like that. So Kurama wasn't going to complain.
"How much chakra does it need to be ready?" Kurama asked softly, not wanting to break the calm, satisfied air surrounding them.
Heaving a sigh Naruto frowned a bit. "Probably another week worth, but like...full chakra flowing into it." He clenched his jaw, staring at the glowing seal. "As it nears its full state it'll start showing on my body.. and then we'll have to move impossibly fast so Ma-...Madara doesn't stop us." He struggled with saying that venomous man's name. It felt like poison on his tongue.
Kurama nodded in thought, a rumble emanating from him as he tilted his head. "And if...if I focused all of my chakra on the seal?" The question was incredibly heavy. Kurama was asking if he took all of his efforts to help Naruto handle Madara and instead focused on the seal, would it be ready sooner and could Naruto handle having to take all of the man's violence and violation. So, of course, Kurama was hesitant to even ask something like this of his kit. Even though Naruto was 31-years-old, he was still so young.
Stiffening for a moment Naruto stood in silence, staring at Kurama's chest as his jaw muscles twitched under his skin drawing attention to the fact he was firmly clenching his teeth. He inhaled slowly, then exhaled just as slowly before he nodded. "It'd speed things up drastically..." he paused, trying to decide if he really wanted to take on all of Madara himself while Kurama fed the seal. Closing his eyes he felt the heat of unshed tears pressing at him. He didn't want to do it, but if he did, they'd escape so much faster. "I can handle...him." His words bit the air like an enraged snap of Kurama's teeth. It even made the fox flinch ever-so-slightly, going unnoticed by the blond.
With a nod, Kurama let out a sigh before his head snapped up and to the left, a low growl carrying into the air around them, vibrating with hatred and murderous intent. This snapped Naruto to attention and his eyes widened. Oh god...he's here... Sure enough, Naruto was violently yanked from his Mindscape via Madara's infernal Sharingan.
He slammed back into awareness with a small cry, vivid blue meeting red, and black. A twisted smirk lined Madara's mouth, "Hello little one.." His voice a deep baritone, no matter how sexy and deep it was, it now sent a cold slimy chill down Naruto's spine. "Talking to my wicked little Kitsune again? Maybe I should pay him a visit..." He chuckled darkly, combing his fingers through surprisingly clean blond hair.
When had Madara done that? How had they not noticed he was doing things until he was grabbing Naruto back into awareness? This was a terrifying new development. Had they gotten that weak? Or was Madara doing something different to hide from them? They could still sense chakra, intent, and especially Madara. They were fine-tuned to the man. So, how...?
Blue eyes became unfocused as he tried to figure out how the hell Madara had gone under their radar, but that was a short-lived reprieve into his own thoughts because Madara noticed and he didn't like being shoved into the background of Naruto or Kurama's attention. He growled viciously and yanked Naruto to him by his metal collar, crushing the younger males lips with his own, claiming him in one violent kiss that was all teeth, tongue, and growls. He bit into Naruto's bottom lip earning a satisfying cry of pain from the blond. He smirked at him as he broke the kiss, his thumb rubbing the bruised and now bleeding lip.
"That's much better." He purred the words with a sickening joy. He licked gently at the blood slowly beading from the bitten lip, earning a disgusted cringe from the other which he only chuckled at in return.
"Keep him distracted kit... I'm flooding the seal with everything I have as fast as I can... We're leaving this Sage forsaken place and time if it's the last thing I fucking do."
"I... I'll try.. please... hurry Kurama..."
Naruto knew how to keep Madara's attention on him. He had to struggle, resist, and mock Madara. Every time he did that, the black-haired Uchiha lost his god damn mind and forced Naruto into submission.
"Get the fuck away from me!" Naruto bit out the words, shoving Madara away before a resounding SLAP echoed through the room.
Not since he had first been taken had Naruto ever struck Madara, let alone slapped the man right across his cheek. It was so shocking and unexpected that the two stared at each other in amazement. Naruto couldn't believe he had actually SLAPPED the man! And Madara couldn't believe the nerve of the little shit. Where had this sudden fight come from? His jaw clenched and red and black eyes narrowed dangerously.
Naruto instantly filled with unending panic as he suddenly scrambled to get away from the black-haired man. His nails scrapped on the hard floor as he tried to get into a standing position so he could run across the room. He made it to the other side of the room just in time to get slammed into it from a full-powered body slam from Madara. He hit the stone wall hard enough to crack it from floor to ceiling in a spider web. He gasped as he connected with the unrelenting wall, not even able to cry out from the pain vibrating through his weakened body. He was positive he had bone fractures in several places as well a few cracked ribs.
"You stupid little fuck." The words were growled into his ear threatening and dominant.
Naruto squeezed his eyes closed with a pathetic whimper as he tried to breathe normally once more. Madara snarled, biting into Naruto's neck in a crazed and violent manner, marking the younger male once again. He tasted blood on his tongue and moaned at the sweet taste, sucking on the wound as he ground his hips to Naruto's ass. Forcing the blond to feel the hardening arousal pressing along his clothed backside, the thick length managing to press along the crevice.
He struggled in Madara's hold with a pitiful cry knowing it would do nothing but fuel the sickness in the large man. Madara pulled from Naruto's neck lapping at the blood still beading up from the bite mark, his hands moving to shove the thin linen pants down, the loose fabric dropping to the floor in a heap.
Madara put one hand at the center of Naruto's naked shoulder blades while he freed himself from the confines of his own pants. "Seems you need another lesson on submission little one.." As soon as the last two words left his mouth he forced himself inside of the blond with a ferocity that should never be in an intimate act.
Naruto let out a blood-chilling scream as he felt the man rip into him, thrusting to the hilt in one smooth motion. His nails clawed down the stone, breaking and streaking blood along the cracks his body had made in the cold surface. Tears bursting forth as he tried to suck in air. Madara kept his left hand pressing Naruto's chest to the wall, his right hand moved to grip his right hip in a bruising tightness as he set the vicious pace of slamming into the other relentlessly. Every thrust burying him to the base, then pulling nearly all the out only to slam right back in.
Kurama growled in Naruto's mind dumping every ounce of his power and desperation into filling the damn seal as fast as he possibly could. He could feel the mind of his kit breaking further than it already had and it was scaring the fox. He narrowed his blood red eyes, letting out a shattering roar as he blasted the seal with everything he had. The seal flared in a bright poisonous purple, filling the area with its vibrancy and darkness all at once.
Naruto's skin suddenly lined with every mark, swirl, line, and kanji of his seal. From the tip of his head to the tips of his toes. Inky purple contrasting against his fading tanned skin. He had been in this cell long enough that years of sunshine had faded, he was closer to Shikamaru's skin tone than his brilliant sun-kissed tone. Madara opened his eyes when he felt the power flare from the supposedly destroyed blond. He growled in anger and shock. What was happening!? What were those lines and marks!? It couldn't be!
He slammed his arousal deep into Naruto and pressed his lips to the ear of the other. "You're not going anywhere, either of you." He gripped Naruto close to him, pinning him between the wall and his tall, muscled form.
Naruto struggled, gasping and pushing back against Madara, trying to get free. He couldn't be touching the other! It could cause Madara to tag along with them! And he couldn't go where they were going! No! No no no no no!
The seal sucked at what was left of Naruto and Kurama's chakra until there was a loud, deafening boom and a bright golden light that enveloped the room. Naruto screamed, Kurama's roar mixing into it as they felt themselves twisted, burned, and melted all at once. And just like that... everything went black, no sound, all senses cut off from everything and everyone. The world ceases to exist while still existing in an endless infinity of time, dimension, and space.
A/N:
Heh...warned you. And I also ended with a cliffhanger. I know, I'm a jerk. Please forgive me?
Also, if there are mistakes, lemme know. I am proof-reading this myself and I can reread each chapter 10+ times and still manage to miss something and end up having to go back and fix it AGAIN. I would rather my story read smoothly without mistakes than have anyone stutter over a sentence because I used a word twice, totally typoed, or missed a word completely. I have dyslexia, so...shit happens.
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Summary:SUMMARY:
Naruto has been kidnapped by Madara and held hostage after years of battle. Naruto and Kurama create a seal within the mindscape to escape not only his cell but also their time. They intend to go into the past to fix everything and stop Tobi and Madara before they can start collecting the bijuu and starting the Fourth Shinobi War.
This is another time travel fanfic. It's my first on Ao3, only because I've never shared my fanfics before. I'm also putting this on Wattpad under the pseudo of Jinchuu-kun. I've been reading so many fanfics lately, and so many that are amazing. They inspired me to throw my hat into the ring of time travel Naruto fics. I hope you guys enjoy it.
I don't have a set schedule for updating, I know I'll never stick to it. I'll try to update as steadily as possible.
Naruto is a trademark of VIZ Media, story and original characters are copyright 2002 Masashi Kishimoto, all rights reserved.
Please heed the tags and warnings. This story is not censored. Nothing is implied; everything is written out and shown.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED
Notes:Okay! So, I've written fanfics before, just never published it for anyone's viewing pleasure. This will be my first time sharing my writing via fanfic. I've also roleplayed online for about a decade or so. If that helps ease your minds at all.
Anyways, this jumps right into the deep end fast. This chapter has some of those warnings that were mentioned in the tags. If you guys need me to do warnings or specific markers in the story to let you know that things are getting dark, lemme know.
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Chapter 1: Chapter One Chapter TextNaruto stirred in his sleep, mumbling quietly. "Sa..su..ke.. why?" He whimpered, his fingers twitching as though he were trying to grab onto something.
"Naruto!" There was only one person who ever said his name like that. And it was none other than Sasuke Uchiha. The way he said it held such weight, one couldn't tell if the taller boy wanted to kill, devour, conquer, or love the blond. He said it with such emphasis, one could almost mistake it for passion. No one ever said his name quite like the missing-nin.
The sound of his name caused the blond to jerk awake, panting, a light sheen of cold sweat covering him. His white shirt, sticking to his damp skin, his boxers like a second skin due to the sweat. He groaned, bringing his forearm over his eyes, trying to catch his breath and calm down. His hands were trembling ever-so-slightly, and his whole body felt weak.
Ever since they had found Sasuke again after Sai joined Team Kakashi, he had been plagued with nightmares. When Sasuke had first left, his nightmares and dreams consisted of bringing the lost teammate home, their friendship rekindling and their brotherhood becoming stronger than ever. But now? His nightmares were filled with Sasuke killing him in different ways, some completely psychotic, others swift and painless. Then there were the dreams that he couldn't understand, no matter how hard he tried. Those dreams consisted of Sasuke cornering him, pinning him to a wall, or backing him against something solid. He would give Naruto a brief speech that he didn't care about Konoha or Naruto, then he would lean in letting their lips brush against each other as he would speak of how he wanted to feel Naruto's hot blood on his fingers, and staining his blade. Then he would kiss the blond in such a dominatingly dark way that Naruto couldn't even process what was happening. And just as he thought Sasuke was going to do something intimate or brotherly, he would find a kunai slammed into his heart, and Sasuke's insane cackle filling his ears as he slid down the wall, bleeding out.
The nightmare he had just sprung from, had been one much like that. Only this time, Sasuke had slammed him into the ground, pinning him to the broken ground as he caressed the blond's left cheek, leaning in, and giving his speech of needing nothing but revenge, for he was an avenger. Then he kissed Naruto deeply, pressing his whole body to the blond's, crushing him into the broken rocks before his hand had slid around Naruto's throat, and while he continued to kiss him, Sasuke choked the life from him, taking his last breath. Just as Naruto died, he had jerked awake, much to his relief.
Naruto couldn't understand his dreams, he didn't understand the sexuality of it, the intensity of it. It made no sense to him. Then again, Naruto had been obsessed with becoming the greatest shinobi the village had ever seen. So things like romance, sex, intimacy, relationships, and the like, never crossed his mind. Well, it did on occasion, mainly when he saw Sakura or the pink haired female was nice to him. But it would quickly vanish when he would remember how desperately she loved Sasuke. Which then brought the question to the forefront of his mind, was he trying to live out Sakura's dreams through his own twisted nightmares? Or was he so desperate for the lost connection with Sasuke, that it was beginning to mutate and twist into something..else?
Groaning, the arm over his eyes shifted so that his hand could grip into his hair tightly. He clenched his eyes closed as he growled quietly, baring his teeth as he rolled over, and then proceeded to scream into his pillow, his free hand punching his mattress. He was thankful today was a day off for him. He wasn't sure he could focus on a mission or anything intense today.
He felt his bottom lip quiver and he growled in annoyance, biting into his lip firmly. Pushing himself up onto his hands and knees, he paused, staring at his pillow, his sheet slowly slipping from his body. He could see the damp print of his body on his bed. Had the nightmare been that bad for him? Well, considering his clothes were stuck to him like glue, he figured that question was answered easily enough.
Sighing, he got up from his bed, a warm breeze flowing through his open window and providing him with some relief from the sweat caked on him. With another, softer, sigh he grabbed a towel from his dresser and headed to his shower. He dropped the towel off before turning and going over to the toilet room. Opening the door he entered the small space and quickly relieved his bladder. Flushing the toilet, he numbly turned around and shuffled back into the shower room. Stripping down, he kicked the wet pile of clothing out of the shower room, it hit his kitchen cabinets with a wet smack and then a blob-like thump as it landed on the floor. Ew...
Naruto shivered as the air was cooler than his skin and sweat, making him quickly hurry under the warm spray of his showerhead. Closing his eyes he just stood under the spray, letting the warmth relax him and ease some of his tension away. The tension and panic from his dream ebbed away from him, the waterfall of warmth from his shower washing it down the drain. Letting out a long, slow breath, focusing on his breathing he felt himself grounded and centered once again.
His fingers smoothed his messy, somewhat shaggy locks back and that was when he froze. His eyes snapped open and he stumbled back, out of the spray of water. This was all wrong! He looked around frantically, his hands tightening in his hair. How had he missed it earlier in bed?! He'd gripped his hair then as well, maybe the panic of nightmare had clouded his ability to realize... He was in a genjutsu. Swallowing tightly he left his shower room, not caring he was naked. He had to figure this out! Panic spiked in him so fast he lost the strength in his legs and landed against the hardwood floor with a small cry of surprise and horror. How long had he been in this genjutsu!? He fell forward onto his hands, his body shuddering and trembling as he tried to calm down again. He wasn't even 16! He was 31! His hair was nearly a buzzcut! This was all wrong!
And like a tidal wave, reality crashed into him, slamming the air from his lungs. He was with Madara... He had been, essentially, kidnapped right from the battlefield. The war had never slowed down, Madara had seemed downright determined to get Naruto and the Kyuubi. He especially wanted the Kyuubi, but never for the reasons everyone thought. Naruto and Kurama both knew what that vile, overpowered, evil man wanted with them, with Kurama. It had nothing to do with the juubi or Kaguya. Hell, Madara flat out fucking murdered Zetsu the moment he had snagged Naruto and Zetsu had ordered Madara to drain the Kyuubi from Naruto.
From within himself, he felt Kurama stir and he sobbed out a cry of relief, gripping his fingers into his stomach, over the seal. "Kurama.." He whispered weakly. "We're in another of his genjutsu..." He felt the other anger roll within him and the panic despair at being at Madara's mercy. Naruto echoed the sentiment, tears trailing down his cheeks slowly.
He heard a deep, sickly amused chuckle from somewhere and his eyes widened. He stood up quickly and looked around his fake room, panic swelling in his chest. Kurama's chakra roiled within him and he shivered from the calming feel of the fox's furious warmth. Together, the two of them flared a blast of the chakra, combining the blue and red with a violent purple blasting out from them. Nothing happened though... Naruto whimpered with the edging feeling of desperation. His fingers flew to his throat, feeling nothing there, but he knew better. Madara had slapped a chakra suppressing collar on him the moment he'd gotten the blond to his network of caves he was currently calling home. It was more like a bunker built into the base of a mountain that went down into the ground instead of up throughout the mountain.
The room rippled with a rainbow haze, like trying to stare through a prism while it was reflecting light. His stomach churned and he felt bile rising in his throat. The genjutsu slammed down fast, making Naruto disoriented and violently ill. He lurched forward onto his hands, emptying the non-existent contents of his stomach on the stone floor. Shoulder length blond hair swung forward, some bile streaking into a few locks of his hair. He grimaced, eyeing the vile substance as he sat back on his calves trying to steady his breathing. The room, more like a cell, was about the average size of a master bedroom, a king size bed in one corner, a bathroom with a shower room connected to it on the other side of the room, a dresser against the wall as the bed, and a small dining table near the door, bolted to the floor, along with the chairs.
Actually, every piece of furniture was bolted down. Madara had had to do that the first time he had underestimated Naruto and Kurama's strength, even when their chakra was suppressed. They had grabbed at every piece of furniture they could and promptly chucked the thing right at Madara to keep him away. So Madara had had Tobi bolt everything down.
That was another thing that was just...sad. Poor Obito wasn't allowed to go by his actual name, he had to remain going by Tobi, and was forced to continue wearing his mask. The old orange one too, not the fancy white one that Naruto had broken years ago. Obito had been broken of his devotion to Madara and the great plan. He had even saved Kakashi's life, forfeiting his own. Except he didn't get to die and be reunited with Rin. No, Madara had fled with him, saved him again and then put an enslaving seal on the back of his neck, right at the nape. It made Obito unwillingly submit to Madara and his will, even if he was perfectly aware of everything around him. If he resisted Madara it shot agonizing pain throughout his spinal column, bringing the man to his knees in haggard cries.
Madara didn't share Naruto and Kurama, not like others would consider sharing him. He didn't let anyone else touch Naruto, and they weren't even allowed to acknowledge Kurama existed. But every once in a while Madara would force Naruto to pleasure Obito, usually with oral sex. And while the blond pleasured Obito, Madara would take the precious Nanadaime from behind, harshly and unforgiving, making him choke on Obito in the process. Afterward, Madara would lock them both in the room, not letting them escape the awkwardness, the self-hate, or even the way they both felt filthy and didn't want to look at each other. He forced them to face one another while keeping them completely naked. He was a twisted man...
Naruto looked around his 'bedroom' and sank back against the cold stone wall, closing his eyes as he gasped for breaths. "Ku-Kurama... we have to get out of here.." He closed his eyes, trying to settle himself enough to sink into his mindscape. His whole body was shaking as he tried to get into a meditative state. Whimpering in desperation at Kurama, the other acquiesced and pulled Naruto forcibly into the mindscape.
As soon as he landed a tail wrapped around him and large muzzle nuzzled his side gently. "Kit.." The deep rumble of the fox vibrated against Naruto's body, trying to convey caring and protectiveness.
Naruto curled into the muzzle, his fingers gripping at the shorter fur there. His voice was barely a whisper, cracked and weak. "How's the seal...?"
Bloodshot red eyes looked up into the slitted red of Kurama's. The fox nodded towards the grassy field of the mindscape. Naruto turned in that direction, staring at the field but unwilling to move just yet. At first Naruto's mindscape had been that filthy sewer, then once the two had connected and gotten closer over the years, it shifted into a sprawling, lush land. The area was surrounded in Konoha trees with a small valley of grass that led to a large lake. Off to the side of the lake was a small collection of large hills with a cave in the biggest one where Kurama slept. The sky used to be always lit up with bright sun, sometimes it would be cloudy, but generally, it was perfect weather. Since being in Madara's possession it's been stuck at a dark overcast dusk. Most of the trees looked burned or decayed. The grass valley was still fairly intact except for the massive seal that was slowly being formed in its center.
Letting out a long sigh he slowly moved from Kurama and shakily headed to the seal they had been working on. Moving to the center of the seal he looked around the inner portions within feet of the center. Slowly turning in a circle, his jaw clenching tightly as he checked the symbols and lines for probably the hundredth time. From there he slowly moved along the northern portion of the seal, checking over the work he had accomplished on it. He reached the end of it and tilted his head, the north side was complete it seemed. Nodding with a mild relief he turned and headed down the west portion to its end, confirming its completion as well. Then down to the south section, also still in perfect condition. Finally, he trailed along the east section until he reached the end that was still blank.
The whole process took nearly an hour to walk the whole thing. The seal was massive, about a quarter mile in every direction, it was a lot of ground to cover. Sighing heavily he turned to the portion of the east seal that would connect into the very last pieces. He could use chakra within his body and his mindscape, but he could not pull his chakra out of himself or use it in a weaponized manner. So he was stuck with being able to heal himself, talk to Kurama, and enter his mindscape, and within his mindscape, he could everything as though he were in the world and unhindered. So he formed a small softball sized Rasengan and began carving into the ground to finish off the seal. This took a couple hours more before he finished it off and the entire seal flashed with blue and red chakra, almost sparkling like fireworks as he stood up to look over the vastness of it. Kurama had been curled up by the lake watching Naruto finish it off. When it flashed he sat up, being able to see all of it while Naruto could only see portions of it and its powerful glow.
"You did it, kit.." Kurama purred encouragingly, pride in his voice. "And it was smart of you to suggest we start filtering our chakra into it while working on it. It cut down a lot of time." He offered a gentle fox grin, taking a couple steps to reach the blond, he leaned down and nuzzled the young man's back as though he were patting it like a job well done.
Naruto gave the fox one of his famous grins even if it wasn't full and bright like it should have been. Still, it was the first time in a long time that Naruto had smiled, let alone like that. So Kurama wasn't going to complain.
"How much chakra does it need to be ready?" Kurama asked softly, not wanting to break the calm, satisfied air surrounding them.
Heaving a sigh Naruto frowned a bit. "Probably another week worth, but like...full chakra flowing into it." He clenched his jaw, staring at the glowing seal. "As it nears its full state it'll start showing on my body.. and then we'll have to move impossibly fast so Ma-...Madara doesn't stop us." He struggled with saying that venomous man's name. It felt like poison on his tongue.
Kurama nodded in thought, a rumble emanating from him as he tilted his head. "And if...if I focused all of my chakra on the seal?" The question was incredibly heavy. Kurama was asking if he took all of his efforts to help Naruto handle Madara and instead focused on the seal, would it be ready sooner and could Naruto handle having to take all of the man's violence and violation. So, of course, Kurama was hesitant to even ask something like this of his kit. Even though Naruto was 31-years-old, he was still so young.
Stiffening for a moment Naruto stood in silence, staring at Kurama's chest as his jaw muscles twitched under his skin drawing attention to the fact he was firmly clenching his teeth. He inhaled slowly, then exhaled just as slowly before he nodded. "It'd speed things up drastically..." he paused, trying to decide if he really wanted to take on all of Madara himself while Kurama fed the seal. Closing his eyes he felt the heat of unshed tears pressing at him. He didn't want to do it, but if he did, they'd escape so much faster. "I can handle...him." His words bit the air like an enraged snap of Kurama's teeth. It even made the fox flinch ever-so-slightly, going unnoticed by the blond.
With a nod, Kurama let out a sigh before his head snapped up and to the left, a low growl carrying into the air around them, vibrating with hatred and murderous intent. This snapped Naruto to attention and his eyes widened. Oh god...he's here... Sure enough, Naruto was violently yanked from his Mindscape via Madara's infernal Sharingan.
He slammed back into awareness with a small cry, vivid blue meeting red, and black. A twisted smirk lined Madara's mouth, "Hello little one.." His voice a deep baritone, no matter how sexy and deep it was, it now sent a cold slimy chill down Naruto's spine. "Talking to my wicked little Kitsune again? Maybe I should pay him a visit..." He chuckled darkly, combing his fingers through surprisingly clean blond hair.
When had Madara done that? How had they not noticed he was doing things until he was grabbing Naruto back into awareness? This was a terrifying new development. Had they gotten that weak? Or was Madara doing something different to hide from them? They could still sense chakra, intent, and especially Madara. They were fine-tuned to the man. So, how...?
Blue eyes became unfocused as he tried to figure out how the hell Madara had gone under their radar, but that was a short-lived reprieve into his own thoughts because Madara noticed and he didn't like being shoved into the background of Naruto or Kurama's attention. He growled viciously and yanked Naruto to him by his metal collar, crushing the younger males lips with his own, claiming him in one violent kiss that was all teeth, tongue, and growls. He bit into Naruto's bottom lip earning a satisfying cry of pain from the blond. He smirked at him as he broke the kiss, his thumb rubbing the bruised and now bleeding lip.
"That's much better." He purred the words with a sickening joy. He licked gently at the blood slowly beading from the bitten lip, earning a disgusted cringe from the other which he only chuckled at in return.
"Keep him distracted kit... I'm flooding the seal with everything I have as fast as I can... We're leaving this Sage forsaken place and time if it's the last thing I fucking do."
"I... I'll try.. please... hurry Kurama..."
Naruto knew how to keep Madara's attention on him. He had to struggle, resist, and mock Madara. Every time he did that, the black-haired Uchiha lost his god damn mind and forced Naruto into submission.
"Get the fuck away from me!" Naruto bit out the words, shoving Madara away before a resounding SLAP echoed through the room.
Not since he had first been taken had Naruto ever struck Madara, let alone slapped the man right across his cheek. It was so shocking and unexpected that the two stared at each other in amazement. Naruto couldn't believe he had actually SLAPPED the man! And Madara couldn't believe the nerve of the little shit. Where had this sudden fight come from? His jaw clenched and red and black eyes narrowed dangerously.
Naruto instantly filled with unending panic as he suddenly scrambled to get away from the black-haired man. His nails scrapped on the hard floor as he tried to get into a standing position so he could run across the room. He made it to the other side of the room just in time to get slammed into it from a full-powered body slam from Madara. He hit the stone wall hard enough to crack it from floor to ceiling in a spider web. He gasped as he connected with the unrelenting wall, not even able to cry out from the pain vibrating through his weakened body. He was positive he had bone fractures in several places as well a few cracked ribs.
"You stupid little fuck." The words were growled into his ear threatening and dominant.
Naruto squeezed his eyes closed with a pathetic whimper as he tried to breathe normally once more. Madara snarled, biting into Naruto's neck in a crazed and violent manner, marking the younger male once again. He tasted blood on his tongue and moaned at the sweet taste, sucking on the wound as he ground his hips to Naruto's ass. Forcing the blond to feel the hardening arousal pressing along his clothed backside, the thick length managing to press along the crevice.
He struggled in Madara's hold with a pitiful cry knowing it would do nothing but fuel the sickness in the large man. Madara pulled from Naruto's neck lapping at the blood still beading up from the bite mark, his hands moving to shove the thin linen pants down, the loose fabric dropping to the floor in a heap.
Madara put one hand at the center of Naruto's naked shoulder blades while he freed himself from the confines of his own pants. "Seems you need another lesson on submission little one.." As soon as the last two words left his mouth he forced himself inside of the blond with a ferocity that should never be in an intimate act.
Naruto let out a blood-chilling scream as he felt the man rip into him, thrusting to the hilt in one smooth motion. His nails clawed down the stone, breaking and streaking blood along the cracks his body had made in the cold surface. Tears bursting forth as he tried to suck in air. Madara kept his left hand pressing Naruto's chest to the wall, his right hand moved to grip his right hip in a bruising tightness as he set the vicious pace of slamming into the other relentlessly. Every thrust burying him to the base, then pulling nearly all the out only to slam right back in.
Kurama growled in Naruto's mind dumping every ounce of his power and desperation into filling the damn seal as fast as he possibly could. He could feel the mind of his kit breaking further than it already had and it was scaring the fox. He narrowed his blood red eyes, letting out a shattering roar as he blasted the seal with everything he had. The seal flared in a bright poisonous purple, filling the area with its vibrancy and darkness all at once.
Naruto's skin suddenly lined with every mark, swirl, line, and kanji of his seal. From the tip of his head to the tips of his toes. Inky purple contrasting against his fading tanned skin. He had been in this cell long enough that years of sunshine had faded, he was closer to Shikamaru's skin tone than his brilliant sun-kissed tone. Madara opened his eyes when he felt the power flare from the supposedly destroyed blond. He growled in anger and shock. What was happening!? What were those lines and marks!? It couldn't be!
He slammed his arousal deep into Naruto and pressed his lips to the ear of the other. "You're not going anywhere, either of you." He gripped Naruto close to him, pinning him between the wall and his tall, muscled form.
Naruto struggled, gasping and pushing back against Madara, trying to get free. He couldn't be touching the other! It could cause Madara to tag along with them! And he couldn't go where they were going! No! No no no no no!
The seal sucked at what was left of Naruto and Kurama's chakra until there was a loud, deafening boom and a bright golden light that enveloped the room. Naruto screamed, Kurama's roar mixing into it as they felt themselves twisted, burned, and melted all at once. And just like that... everything went black, no sound, all senses cut off from everything and everyone. The world ceases to exist while still existing in an endless infinity of time, dimension, and space.
A/N:
Heh...warned you. And I also ended with a cliffhanger. I know, I'm a jerk. Please forgive me?
Also, if there are mistakes, lemme know. I am proof-reading this myself and I can reread each chapter 10+ times and still manage to miss something and end up having to go back and fix it AGAIN. I would rather my story read smoothly without mistakes than have anyone stutter over a sentence because I used a word twice, totally typoed, or missed a word completely. I have dyslexia, so...shit happens.