I'm back with Greatness once again yall! So, with this one, we hit back up with Naruto! Thanks again for the favorites and follows you guys' rock! And a Super Thanks for the favorites and likes to my other story A Series of Family Events that will be updating that one on the 28th. I've mapped that one out pretty far so to speak with it going a little more in-depth with Konoha's internal structure or at least my interpretation of what I would want it to be. For this one it's a slow start but well be picking up in the following chapters which heads up I'm gonna be touching some stuff some might not be comfortable with but hey that's life right. Just look at what's going on in the world currently, but anyway I will try to warn you when I'm going to dark side of things and hopefully, you'll still love the story anyway. For life without hardship is meaningless you gotta have it to progress and sometimes it sucks it sucks like im in hole looking up but if you can just think all I gotta do is climb out then do it no matter how hard it takes or what you have to let go of in process as long as you go up you closer to freedom than you think. Sorry I'm ranting a little my life's hitting me hard but channeling my shit into fertilizer is what I do so without further to do. The Good demon is OUT!

PS: Lookout for A Series of Family Events next drop being the 28th!

I don't own Naruto, which is a disgrace.

I have forgot desire

Buried in earth's blind vise,

Chapter 6

"Naruto…" A soft feminine voice called out to him faintly causing him to open his eyes. Only to see nothing but darkness surrounded him so he could see nothing not even his hand in front of him. Just as he wondered why he was standing in such a place he heard that voice again coming from his left. As he turned his head he squint his eyes at a bright single light that shined in the darkness slowly getting brighter and brighter.

Eventually he ended up closing his eyes to shield them from the brightness only to open them a second later to find himself. Outside on a dirt road next to a forest? No, Park then he turned to his right hearing a hot sizzle close by.

Next to him a very familiar wooden building was there with an open sort of bar area right out front with red flaps covering the entrance. Seeing this made him feel so much in the way of emotions he just stood there frozen with indecision. His mouth felt dry, his breathing picked up noticeably, eyes became wide with apprehension and pain. He reached his bandaged right hand up to move the flap only to stop and wonder why was his hand in bandages?

He then raised his other hand seeing it free of such things which made him confused for a moment. When a hand grabbed him pulling him around to now so how finding himself in a clearing with small river running through it. He stood on one side while a figure of an old man stood on the other side. The Old man was tall and wide showing of a once robust and strong figure he must have been at one point. Wrapped in white and mostly black robes with the only thing really visible being the pale dusty tan skin that lost its luster many moons ago over a skeleton with little but tight muscles.

Giving the old man a hard vintage that by looking one could tell this man took to the hard things in life. Yet what really drew Naruto's attention was next to the white bandages like his own that almost covered half his face was that cold uneasiness he got from staring into the man's one eye. That ice chilled pit of darkness stared back at him with no warmth whatsoever as if looking at nothing at all.

The Old man held his hand out as if reaching for him causing him to take a step back into someone. Looking back over his right he saw a beautiful fair-skinned woman with fiery red hair and bright purple eyes smiling at him while placing a hand on his back motioning him forward. Before he could process this, he felt someone else step on his left. Hair spiky and colored gold like the afternoon sun like his own caught his eye first. Along with oceanic blue eyes that also matched his to a tee looked at him with shining pride and happiness. Giving him a wholesome smile the whole while gently urging him forward as well.

When he looked forward again the old man was still there, but a little behind him was someone he knew well. Her brown straight locks framed her angelic face, looking as much of a natural beauty without a hint of makeup. Her slender form still wrapped in her working uniform with her hands folded in front of her. Two warm pools of velvet brown looked at him with a soft smile that made him want nothing more than to stare at her for days on end.

Then a sharp pain in his guts made him wince and then black swarmed his vision before unceremoniously opening his eyes to stare at the smooth grey stone of his prison cell. Under the haunting blue glow of the seals on his bandages working overtime turning him into his own nightlight. The Sharp pain hit him again as his muscles twitched and cramped. His breath came in quick short bursts as he tried to ride out the storm. Yet as the metallic taste of metal came to his mouth, he groaned in pain through grinding pearl whites.

He tried to reach his gourd through shaky hands only to keep missing time after time, but naruto is nothing if not persistent so instead of reaching his gourd he decided to go to it instead. With a jerk of his arm his body flipped to ground front first. The Pain of the full bellyflop gave him enough adrenaline to grab his gourd pop the cork and drink like a man who hasn't seen water in days. He soon was able to take lungsful of air after letting the artic cold liquid splash down in his stomach and slowly numb the dagger like stabs he was feeling throughout his body.

It almost made him laugh when he thought about it. From the pure hatred of the village to his ever-burning body and a freefall from the hokage mountain. His death comes closest when having a nightmare made by his own fucking mind. The Thought however of simply giving in and dying due to the wounds he was given were it made enough rage to course through him to almost draw his chakra. Something just felt wrong about dying by the pain that they caused him, it just made hatred pour from his veins like a fast-flowing river.

And so he laid there on cold floor not bothering to move occasionally sipping his gourd letting his insides further cool while the seals on his bandages do the same for his outside. He didn't know how long he laid there minutes maybe hours so when the screeching of metal on metal happened of the tell-tell sign his door was opening he just looked toward it to see who would enter.

The Flash of light from the hallway blinded him for a second but once his eyes adjusted, he stared at black sandals that housed black socked feet behind a black cloak. His eyes trailed upward to the cloaked beings blank slightly pointed white face mask with two almond eye holes looking down at him under the cloaks hood.

"A friend wishes to meet follow me if you wish to see what was promised." A cold unfeeling male voice.

That Uttered phrase immediately had Naruto's attention as a flash of letters went by in his mind's eye before he watched the not standard anbu turn around without a flourish and stopped out in the hallway waiting. Naruto hesitated for a second before getting up and grabbing his gourd and walking right behind the cloaked male watching him intently. The Anbu turned halfway to regard naruto then his hand came out the slit in his cloak giving naruto a glimpse of the one-piece black body armor he wore before his hand touched his shoulder and then after feeling a wave of warmth from the male his vision was a mix of colors and sounds.

His body felt as if he was floating for a mere second before his feet suddenly came back to a standing position that made him grunt as he stumbled a bit. The Hand of the anbu was gone from his shoulder but luckily, he caught himself before faceplanting to the ground. When he stood back up, he noticed they were somewhere different and yet not at the same time.

The Cold oppressive atmosphere with all the rigid temperature of an icebox gave hint that they were still underground. Yet if the grey square slabs of stone in between dirty grime covered red brick pillars was any indication they were definitely somewhere different. Small metal covered construction lights were at the bottom of the red brick pillars with no overhead lights giving an eerie look to things.

The Anbu started to move toward two large dark grey doors in front of them with long silver pole handles going down the length of the door. Pulling it open Naruto saw a hallway that looked much like the same as the room they were currently in. Taking a sip of his gourd he followed his Anbu escort into the bland hallway to begin their trek.

And a trek it was turning from left to right barely going pass a soul besides more grey doors that led to more of the same hallway. It made him think his Anbu escort might be lost at least that was until they through another set of grey doors that led into another hallway. However, this hallway had no turn offs and from the echo of male and female grunts to the tell-tell signs of flesh hitting upon flesh that a fight was happening.

He soon entered an open walkway whose bright light made him squint as he entered. After getting adjusted, his eyes roamed the large arena, he now found himself in. The catwalk they were on had cherry red rails before a yawning drop into a large tan rocky arena. With metal doors every so foot covering the walls that surrounded the ring. On the other side of the arena standing on another walkway was another anbu watching the two occupants in the ring where the shrieks and grunts came from.

"Is that the best you have princess? I expected more." Said while a grinning smirk formed on a pug-faced man. With a large barrel chest and tree trunks for arms and legs the man cut an intimidating figure. Sausage fingered hands wrapped around a thin rail leg that was stopped before even getting close to his head. Pulling the leg taught while his sledgehammer of a fist knocked the legs occupant clear across the ring.

After a brief dust cloud disappeared the waif of a girl fell forward to her knees removing her body from the spiderweb crater in the wall. Pale skin stretched over very little meat and bones were drenched in sweat as the girl tried to regain her breath. A Heap of fresh scars and bruises marked the girls flesh as she trembled to stand upright once more. When she lifted her head naruto could see hardened silver orbs surrounded by a curtain of raven tresses plastered around her almost pretty face.

The Gorilla of a man stopped a few feet away spreading his arms in a beckoning manner all while smiling leeringly. The girl growled as she looked on while her hand brushed no doubt what she felt in that half her small top had been shredded leaving only one tit covered while the other was exposed to the world. Her frown deepened yet she soon moved into what looked to be a practiced fighting style completely ignoring her wardrobe malfunction. Not that the short boy shorts she wore were just barely in a better shape with large rips and tears that if she twisted just right it might fall off her.

The Girl soon got her breathing under control then crouching low she blasted off toward the man who just grinned in anticipation.

From there rail thin arms supported by lithe muscles were a blur going from quick jabs to strong thrust haymakers in almost an instant. While the huge bear body of a man defiled logic and common sense moving just as fast while slapping her attacks away like swatting flies. During one such slap he then grabbed her wrist yanking her forward off balance just as he buried his hammer of a fist to her gut. The Hit made her hesitate just long enough for his sausage fingers to grab her prone wrist and lift them above her head just another shockwave plowed into her body. Then another. And another. And another. Each hit made a wheezing sound pass her parched lips until after number five when spittle joined then blood after the twentieth.

By the time he stopped her, her once slightly bruised stomach was now a black cloud of hurt across her pale skin. Her shorts sported a wet stain from the loosing of her bladder that now leaked piss down her legs to the floor. Her struggle for her mind to stay in the real world was strained to the limit as silver eyes wavered from a strained pointed look to a glassy eyed upturned look. From her limp body being held by a meaty fist just off the ground and short shaking intake and outtake of wheezes that came in short bursts like hiccups from very damaged diaphragm.

It was almost a miracle she still lived. The Man grinned at his prize before bringing her close and licking the spill blood from her mouth. "I know I was a little rough but don't worry I'll take good care of you now." He spoke full of lust as his other hand grabbed her chest tearing what little was left to get at both budding breasts. It was then naruto saw it brief as it was as the perverted gorilla focused on those lush budding treats on her chest. There was a second where glassy silver orbs gained focus and burning rage like no other was reflected in them. So, it was almost no surprise when the first hit struck then a second quickly followed by a third.

And like so many males who know such pain but few to such a degree naruto flinched with each hit feeling that deep-seated phantom pain-cringe that every male feels when the most obvious weakness of males is used against them so wrongfully. One could only watch as in slow motion the gorilla's face went from slobbering anticipated pleasure to first a clueless look to a crunching up constipated look that meant the pain has arrived and shooting liquid lighting through the body. As for the girl her feet hit the ground almost a second after the third hit her legs buckling only to reverse course as soon as arms were at her sides.

Then as the man fell forward hands going toward the source of the pain a scream of the high note variety just bubbling to the surface. When a thin boney fist blasted into the short space between his head and body called a neck. This Fist met bone then broke through said bone pushing through and stretching the veins and arteries before meeting more bone and pushing such force upon it that the body attached to said bone was sent flying back as a loud tortured scream that told of pain, anger, and burning will like no other was let out in all its glory.

As the Gorilla hit the ground, he choked and sputtered hands not knowing to cover the bloodied stain in between his legs that was his pride and joy or the crushed windpipe that he needed for continued living. After only a few minutes twitching stopped as well as choking breaths as he the light faded from his eyes. When it came to his opponent her silver orbs went up into her head as the body of her abuser left her fist her mind embracing the darkness of unconsciousness before she even hit the floor.

The Anbu that was watching on the other side flashed down and after checking both she grabbed the girl in a princess carry while the body of the man spontaneously combusted into blue flames so hot that naruto could feel the heat from there. "Uzumaki-san." Said a strong feminine voice drawing his attention away from the area. "Follow me." The now female anbu said already walking down the catwalk to the other side. He wondered briefly where his male escort went but only for a second before following his new escort.

They walked a good distance of the same dim-lighted hallways twisting and turning from one to another in what felt like a mad house. Though after a few minutes they came upon a long hallway with two large dark oak wood doors blank as the previous metal grey doors except where those doors had long silver handles going up the opening these had normal gold round door handles. Which opened without the anbu in front of him even knocking. The Room he stepped into was familiar but also not.

Beginning with the two pairs of eyes watching him like a hawk as he entered, reveling the presence of two more anbu who closed the doors behind him. Showing two bookcases on either side that instead of being chocked full of books were instead decorated with opulent trophies of shiny glass depicting kunai or lavish dark metal artfully shaped into the Konoha symbol. On the right-hand side instead of the plush grey couch and coffee table there was a white marble fireplace with swirls and loops carved throughout its structure standing out against the somber grey almost black stone walls. As they approached across the wine-red velvet carpet the deep smell of burning cedar reached him along with the heat of the only light source within.

Quirky shadows moved and swayed with the bright flames illuminating the rest of the room which was mostly bare except a table and two chairs with a already in motion chess board with a large map of the elemental nations on the wall beside it. With little red and blue flags dotting its land from Kumo to Iwa nothing was spared with the red flags slowly dominating the blue. Then his eyes landed on the centerpiece of the room where large panoramic windows would have been there was only the obsidian of the wall and a large banner.

A Banner that drew the eyes for it sat right behind the large walnut desk with two chairs in front. This Banner was jet black with only five white bars with perfect spacing between each other except the last two. With a space coming right in the middle it looked like five bars with a T shape over the last two bars. Then there sitting at the desk that had neat rows of paper in the in and out boxes curt and perfect. With a small pile of notes stabbed into a sharp holder on the side giving plenty of space for the current scroll that was being read.

A Once maybe large and imposing figure sat and while maybe years gone past turn strong powerful muscles into more lean lithe things attached to withering bones. While keeping the broad shoulders and wide chest it could do nothing to stop the passage of time from allowing them to be seen much more clearly under pale tan skin. From the mop of wild ebony hair spilling here and there to the white of bandages could be seen covering most of his right-side of his face. Showed a man he assumed would be no different than from the hokage himself.

Yet as they drew near it was not the man who was now scribbling away on a scroll that spoke but the female anbu directing him to sit. And so, he did only watch as the woman did an about-face and left it was only when he heard the doors open and close did, he realize he now had nothing to do but wait. He could speak up maybe give a cough or even slapping the table, but something just told him that this man still would not budge until he was good and ready. So naruto simply ignored the man drinking from his gourd and staring at little things on the desk, the walls, even watching a speck of dust just float through the air.

"Naruto Uzumaki." The Dark rumble of two stones rubbing produced a voice that grabbed attention but also put naruto on edge with a curt tone mixing in. Naruto's mismatched eyes went to the man expecting to see the lone eye looking back yet as he looked his eyes were only met with the off white of the back of a scroll. "When I gave you those bombs and introduced you to those cultists, I expected something crude and half-baked. So, it was quite boring to find I was correct. I'll give you a little credit in placing all those bombs in the hokage mountain yet to have the destruction be stopped before it even had chance to truly cause its destruction disappointing." The Man's voice betrayed not a hint of emotion talking as if stating facts from a textbook all while writing stamping then moving to another scroll in his neatly stacked in-box without a glance in naruto's direction.

"We'll have to work on your problem solving as well getting the actual mission completed. The Fact that you had all that time, yet your target remains alive…sloppy. Anyway, I suppose now that you've gotten that out of your system you are prepared to complete your end of our bargain. Yes?" The Questioning tone carried what felt like a dagger posed at his throat should he give a less than satisfactory reply. Naruto felt much more aware of the two men behind him as if they were right on top of him. The atmosphere was so thick with tension causing him to drink from his gourd in a tight-fisted grip.

"You said I'd get to see her again." "And did you not promise to do as I needed you to. Are you going back on your word boy?" That oppressive darkness weighed on him more as the man finished his writing and sat back into the plush black leather chair. Looking at him as if looking down at an ant that suddenly spoke to not step on it.

They stared at each other with the tension so thick in the air naruto could almost taste it. "No…I just- "stop." The Old Man said giving a small gesture with his hand cause the door behind naruto to open and close.

"Words are meaningless to us both boy so let's not waste each other's time shall we. We both value action over words so let's state our actions instead. I will give you the girl you seek. I will put you with the kids, not of this village or the land of fire to give you the opportunity to make friends. I will even give you the chance to gain strength and control to protect those very things I have given you. However, like all things in life a price must be paid." Danzo said going into a drawer to pull what looked to be a black pen except unlike a pen it pulsated with purple light in root-like black veins around the narrow object as if it were alive. He put the pulsing freaky pen onto his desk and continued gaining naruto's gaze once more.

"The Price for my actions is that I have control over yours. After You have passed my training, I will assign you missions. Missions I will expect to be completed to the letter without complaint. I expect my orders to be absolute. If I tell you to kill a family of four you will do it if you wish to keep what you have. You like all the others will get three tries if you fail them at any point whether its in training or on a mission you will face consequences." Naruto glanced at the pen then at Danzo again taking a sip of his gourd as the door behind him opened and closed with the masked guard coming to the desk with a warm tea already prepared placing it in front of Danzo.

"If these terms are acceptable to you than by all means pick up the pen." Danzo said with a finally to his voice before picking up his tea sipping slowly while watching him.

Naruto looked at the pen then looked at Danzo once more with quivering resolve shining in his eyes still not sure if he should trust Danzo. His hand slowly reached out before hovering so close to the pen then looked at Danzo.

"How do I know this isn't a trick I've been tricked before." He said, moving his hand away but keeping it on the desk. "You don't boy, but that's life we live our choices that we make determine much. If you wish to turn down my offer your lover can stay dead, and you can go back to barely living. Or You can take control of your life for once not allow outside forces to dictate it."

"You say that, but you want me to be your puppet."

"Not a puppet boy. A soldier. A shinobi of true strength. If I wanted a puppet, I would have come to you myself and have not sent someone else. To make you a puppet would be a waste of something I'm not ready to lose therefore I'm giving you the choice. And this is one time only if you say no you will walk out that door having to see what you've given up and no matter what you do, I will never give you the same choice again no matter how you beg."

Naruto stared down at the desk thinking hard on the choice before him.

"What will this do to me?"

"This will be your leash boy."

"Leash? I'm no dog." Naruto said with a bit of anger in his voice as he looked back at Danzo. "Maybe so but you and the power you wield make you a threat. If you believe that I will simply allow you to roam around with no way to stop you should you get out of control then you are an even bigger fool than the 3rd." Danzo stared at the boy with an almost deadpan look.

"The Pen will impose a seal on you that I will have control over. This Seal will be used to shut down your chakra should you ever lose control during your training. It will also help you complete your training by keeping you sharp just as it will help the dozens of others also training with you. Everyone of my root has this Seal of course if this is too much…" Danzo trailed off reminding naruto once again that it was his choice no one else's.

A Frown stretched his bandages on his face as he sat there for a moment more before taking a breath and reaching forward grabbing the strange purple-black pulsing pen. In only a second of grabbing it the purple light shined extremely bright before black tendrils attacked him going right underneath his bandages without disturbing the wrapping and adding to his body's constant pain in seconds. Black ooze quickly covered his arm then his chest his legs all while he gritted his teeth together during best not to scream.

His Pained grunts and growls along with his Jerky uncontrollable movements saw him falling out the chair to the floor. He was able to take a shaking swallow of his gourd as the black slime slowly covered the rest of him. The Pain was like someone was jabbing needles into your body then wriggling them back and forth in every vein or pain center they could find.

As it started its crawl to his head the pain intensified tenfold like being shocked by electricity only the thought of her again kept him from giving in to the pain and screaming bloody murder. Soon, however his vision slowly went dark as the pain was too much for his mind to handle. That last thing he saw gave him hope he choose correctly as he faded out his head turned toward the double doors busted open and while his vision was burry, his hearing muffled, with pain being the only thing he can feel.

The Image of her fair skinned face with knitted together brown eyebrows and expressive dark pools of warm brown that held all the worry in the world for the first time in over a year and a half he smiled as the darkness took him.