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Warning: Please be advised that this story contains graphic death
scenes, drugs, violence, unsuitable language, homosexuality scenes, sex and
other scenes that may be inappropriate for children under 18 years of age. The
writer of this story will NOT be held responsible if a minor reads the
following contents. Be aware that you disagreeing with any of the warnings will
not change anything above. I repeat- This will NOT be negotiated. The
story does NOT follow the plot of Kishimoto Masashi.
Main pairing: NarutoxSasuke
Couples: NarutoxSasuke, NarutoxItachi, KyuubixSasuke, KibaxHinata,
Mild FagakuxKushina, MinatoxKushina, PeinxKonan, FagakuxKonan, and
KyuubixItachi, AsumaxKonan, FagakuxMikoto…Many more couples in future chapters.
Notes: This is set up during the early 1800's and is not based on
Japan. The story begins with flashbacks for special reasons! If you have any
questions about the story, feel free to ask me.
Where
The Savage's Heart Rest
Naruto rested on one of the many
rocks near the shoreline, a small frown marred his face. He wasn't very far of
the cave he lived in. Yes, he lived in a cave with his father. Wasn't much, but
it had plenty of room to spare. It even came with fresh water. A very good deal
he might add.
He heard that one of the Uchiha's
died a few weeks ago. He couldn't feel bad for them if he tried. Not that he
would try. On the contrary to the Uchiha's, many of the town's people
celebrated. He heard many comments on their behalf. Some comments were similar
in ways that they all sounded the same.
"Those good for nothing
Uchiha's deserved it-" Or "One less Uchiha. One more coin for
me-"
Sure, he was no one to judge. But he
heard stories about the Uchiha's. He also knew he was- in a way- related
to them.
His father once mentioned there
named in his sleep. He asked his father about it, but he wouldn't talk. His
lips curled into a thin line and shot Naruto a glare, "The Uchiha's are
nothing but trouble. Stay away from them. I mean it boy. Now come here. Food's
getting cold."
He complied but wasn't giving up. A
few days later he asked his father about the Uchiha family. He ignored him and
continued with his work.
"Um… dad," Naruto
started, "Why do you hate the Uchiha's so much?"
"…"
"Dad?"
"…Let's go, I think we have
enough tomatoes." Minato took the tomatoes and left Naruto gaping like
an idiot.
Naruto sighed and rubbed his
forehead. It took about another week to get the old man to talk. Which really,
it wasn't much. According to his father's explanation, the Uchiha's weren't
always… evil. Apparently, they were humane. His mother was married to an
Uchiha. Fugaku Uchiha. Sadly, it ended in disaster.
Naruto stretched his legs and arms,
a small yawn escaped his lips. What he didn't expect was to here one of the
fisher man screaming his name. "Naruto, Naruto!" The man screamed. He
stopped near the shore and took deep breaths. "Your father. Accident. Go
boy, his waiting for you."
Naruto's eyes widen. He didn't need
to be told twice. He ran as fast as he could. His legs were numb by the time
reached the cave. There weren't many other than a few close friends of him and
his father.
Shikamaru went up to him and handed
some water, "Finally, we've been searching for your sorry ass for
hours."
"Sorry to cut the conversation
short," Naruto all but growled, "but where is he?"
Shikamaru sighed and sat down,
"You can't see him right know-"
"What?"
"-The doctor's checking him.
Let me tell ya' mate, don't know what happened. He was fine when I came, than I
see him sprawled on the floor looking half dead."
Naruto frowned, but it was so subtle
that it was hardly noticeable. Maybe taking a sit was the best option. He sat
down on one of the crooked chairs and sloughed forward. "I can't believe
this is happening. Wasn't ready, you know?"
Shikamaru sat down next to him and
gently touched his shoulder.
Naruto was indifferent to the touch.
"No one blames you for not being ready Naruto. No one's ever prepared.
Ever." Shikamaru said.
Sasuke sat on his bed. Reading a
book his father bought a couple days ago. He wasn't surprise at the sudden act
of kindness. His father tried to keep him from thinking too much of his mother.
He sighed and closed the book. He
didn't need to be treated like a baby. What he needed was time. He was seven
1/2 years old dammit! Almost eight years old. He didn't need people to watch
over him like some delicate silverware.
"Itachi I'm bored. Let's go
outside."
Itachi rolled over on the bed.
"No it's humid," he said, rubbing his eyes, "We'll go
tomorrow." He rolled over again and closed his eyes.
Sasuke pouted, "Come on! Give
me a break. I need fresh air!" He said, dragging the words longer than
necessary and making his point clear. "Itachi!"
He rolled over and stared long and
hard at Sasuke, his lips curled into a thin line. Itachi sighed. He felt a
headache come on any second. "We can't. Remember?"
Sasuke tilted his head.
"What?"
Itachi scoffed. "Gypsies.
Remember?"
Of course he wouldn't remember! He
was too busy ogling a piece of tomato. What? Did Itachi really expect him to
listen? "…Right," He smiled, playing with the tips of his bangs.
"I remember. Gypsies and all. Could you…you know-refresh me on that one
again?"
Itachi stared stupidly at Sasuke for
second, "Father said to stay inside 'cause the gypsies are staying here
for a few days. And he said that if we go outside alone they might kidnap one
of us or even worse -both."
"Really?"
Itachi gave him a look that
if-you-don't-believe-me-ask-him and continued. "If you want to go outside
you'll have to ask father first and then get one of the grownups to come with
us. And that's so much work." He rubbed his head at the mere thought of
it.
Sasuke groaned. His father wasn't
even here to give them permission. "Stupid gypsies." He glowered.
"I'm getting a glass of water."
Itachi rolled over, already asleep
and snoring occasionally. Some drool fell from his lips and stuck to his cheek
but Sasuke didn't mind as long as Itachi cleaned it up when he woke up.
The first thing Naruto manage to do
when he was confronted with his father was give him an immense hug.
The whole entire time, Naruto also
had managed to sob out some words. "Don't do that again," he
snuffled. "Ever."
Minato succumbed to Naruto and
awkwardly patted Naruto on the back, not knowing what to do. "It's okay
Naruto. It's okay."
Naruto sniffled again. He let go of
Minato and shifted uncomfortably. For the first time he noticed how exhausted
and worn-out his father truly looked. Age was truly catching up to him. He
regretfully realized how lucky his father was. It would be a surprise if he made
it through his 40's let alone 30's.
He sat next to him and asked,
"Do you want something to drink?"
"No it's okay," Minato
scratched the back of his head absent mindedly when stomach growled. He
grinned, embarrassed that everything he ever did always seemed like a paradox,
"Well, how 'bout bringing me some food?"
Naruto chuckled, "Sure
thing," He got up and entered the 'kitchen' which consisted of rocks,
wood, food and water. He immediately got to work.
Minato turned over for what seemed
like the 10th time that hour. He snuggled closer to his blanket in a sad
attempt to find a comfortable position. Surely there had to be a way to sleep.
He looked at Naruto sullenly. The boy slept like he was unwitting of his
surroundings.
His hand was getting numb so he raised
his hand over his eyes and stretched his fingers. After a while of no success
he stirred from his bed and got to his feet. The doctor said he wasn't supposed
to stand up but god dammit he had to take a long piss!
After the 'job' was done, he went to
get a glass of milk. He sat down and listened to the beads of rain, the
lighting, and the slow ripples of the shore line. He wryly noticed that it was
raining a lot the past few weeks.
"Dad," Naruto said.
"You should be resting… like the doctor said."
"The rain brings back a lot of
memories. Don't you think? Imagine. Sitting peacefully, hearing the rain fall
down while drinking a nice cup of hot milk." Minato waved his hands,
signaling Naruto to come sit near him. Naruto, a little curious, did as he was
told.
"Yeah that really sounds nice.
Did you do this often?" Naruto sat down, and then to drank some of the
milk on his cup. He cringed and pushed the cup away from him. "We should
buy milk more often too." he muttered.
"Uchiha's, huh?"
Naruto nodded. He knew where his
father was going with this.
"The Uchiha's are a noble
family. Why are you so interested in them?"
The younger blond shrugged. He
wasn't about to say: You scream their name in your dream every night.
"Just curious, that's all."
"You're mother was an Uchiha
through marriage. She was known as Kushina Uchiha Uzumaki. Not Kushina Namikaze
Uzumaki like you would expect."
Naruto bit the inside of his cheek.
So his mother committed adultery and he was the bomb, the freaking surplus, of
the action.
"What happened?"
"She was discovered. Her
husband didn't want the news to spread and used every ounce of his power to
cover it up. He announced she was pregnant with his child." He growled.
His eyes stared hard into the cup. "He tracked me down and tried to kill me.
He…" He stopped for a second and took a deep breath. "I mean the guys
working for him through me of a cliff near the Valley Of End. I was lucky
bastard let me tell you that. To survive that fall is a miracle itself. It took
me months to be able to walk again."
Naruto was afraid of what to say.
His father seemed to be letting all that anger bottled up.
"When I returned to Konoha, I
was informed of Kushina's death and then yours. I didn't know what to do.
Everyone else thought I was dead too. I saw my own grave-I saw my own people
dig a grave for me… and all I could do was concealed myself away." Minato
stopped, his intense look soften just a tad. "The Uchiha's are bad people.
I have seen it with my own eyes. Fugaku Uchiha is the worse out of all of them.
Stay away from him. You hear me boy?"
Naruto couldn't guarantee he wasn't.
Something deep inside of him was boiling with rage, but he couldn't quite point
it out. He now understood why people hated the Uchiha's so much. They were
monsters in general. "I'll try but I can't guarantee you anything."
Minato stood up and put a firm hand
on Naruto's shoulders. "Just promise me one thing."
Naruto nodded, "Whatever you
want."
"If one day they realize your
true identity, I want you to claim what is rightfully yours." Minato
explained with a resolution that made Naruto's back tense. "But if it you
have to risk your life, then don't do it. Can you promise me that?"
Minato, Naruto decided, didn't have
to fret over him. He was not going to meet the Uchiha's. EVER. However, a
question did pop into his head, "Why are telling me all of this? I thought
you didn't want to speak about it?"
Minato dwelled on his questioned for
nearly a minute. His days were getting shorter and Naruto had every right to
know who his family was, even if they were known as a malicious, spoiled and
obnoxious family. "Just promise me." That's all he wanted to know.
"I don't have the proper
educa-"
Minato cut him off. "It doesn't
matter. I'll get you one." He took out a silver box and reached for his pocket
and got a silver key. He opened it to reveal a huge amount of money and a small
wrinkly-brown bag.
Naruto's eyes bulge right out.
"Where did you get that?" He never had seen so much money in one
ingle place.
"Believe it or not, I have I've
collected money over the years."
"I can't take this. You worked
too hard to get this money and-"
Minato shut him up again. "It's
okay. Huh, I-I don't know how to say this…" He sat back down and closed
the box. "I'm sick. I'm dying. You need someone to take care of you."
He Trailed off. His voice was getting thicker and thicker and almost impossible
to speak.
"No dad. You're not sick. You
just haven't eaten enough and so you-you fainted. You're not sick." Naruto
stood up and went over to his dad. "Keep the money. You are not
sick." He almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself. Surely,
he was but he wasn't going to admit to that.
"A few days ago I bumped into
an old friend." He mentioned, trying to change the subject. "I wasn't
very surprise when I saw him, he didn't change a bit." He chuckled wryly.
"He's a wealthy man Naruto. And I took the opportunity to ask him to take
you in as your tutor. His name is Asuma Sarutobi. He was happy enough to do
so."
He left out some parts. Like the
time Asuma almost had a heart attack seeing him. Or the part where he told him
that Naruto was also alive and he had to keep it a secret. To say the
slightest, it was thoroughly humorous and bloodcurdling.
"What?" Naruto should've
stayed asleep. He shouldn't have woken up- it was a stupid, stupid idea. Next
time, if he ever gets the idea to wake up in the middle of the night with a
brooding/sick dad, he will make sure to hit himself with a bat on the head.
"When did you plan this? No, as a matter of fact, can you slow down?
You're going too fast for me here."
Minato cleared his throat, and
crossed his arms. "Naruto I'm sick. You need someone to take care of you.
You need an education. A safe home. I don't want you to suffer because
they," By 'they' he meant Uchiha's. "-took away your rights."
"But what about you?"
Naruto shot.
"Don't worry about me. I can
figure that out myself. I know this may seem a little-"
"A little?" Naruto
screeched.
"-rushed, but I have been
planning this for several days. Promise Naruto you will do as I say or at least
try."
Naruto stayed silent. His head was
spinning at a thousand miles per hour. That was the reason his dad was avoiding
him, because he didn't know how to tell him he was sending him away to some
unknown rich and snotty guy. His face scrunched up in mild annoyance. Minato
should have told him from the very beginning. "I promise. But it doesn't
make any sense. You want me to go to a rich guy's house to be tutored. And you
want me to avoid the Uchiha's. That's going to be difficult."
"Well," Minato started.
"I explained your special situation to Asuma and we both agreed that you
will be known as Naruto Sasaki. He's a great man Naruto so don't mess this
up."
"But what if-"
Minato put a finger against Naruto's
lips. "I don't want any but's or what if's."
Naruto pouted. "When do I
start?"
7 days later.
"You look just like your father
Naruto." Asuma looked at Naruto with a small smile gracing his face. He
didn't believe it at first, but there standing right in front of him was Naruto
Namikaze Uzumaki. His heart clenched and unclenched.
Naruto jumped. He looked confused
for second before smiling. He figured this was the famous Asuma his father must
have been talking about. Naruto raised his hand, "You must be Asuma. It's
an honor to meet you sir. Uh, and thanks, a lot of people tell me that."
Asuma gladly accepted his hand and
hauled the smiling blond into a hug. "No need for formalities within the
family. I'm just pleased to see you're okay."
Naruto eyes widen. Asuma had
integrity, he'd give him that. Maybe, the old man wasn't going to be as bad as
he had thought he would be, just maybe. "I think we should…" Naruto
said pointing towards the small bag of clothes.
"Ah, yes. I almost forgot. Once
you're settled in, I'll introduce you to the family." He fumbled through
his pockets and pulled out a cigar. "You want one?"
Naruto looked at it for a second.
There was nothing special about it. It was a stick that you burned to feel good
or at least that was what he thought. He had seen his father smoke once or twice
before but he never asked him if he wanted to try. "Um, smoking never was
my forte."
Asuma inhaled the flavorful stick
for a moment. "It's okay, there's no need to rush. Come on, let get you
inside."
Naruto followed. His finger fiddled
with each other for a while. He poked his head around every corner of the
mansion and he was not shocked. It was what he expected: A huge house with
every luxury needed to be spoiled.
"Where will I sleep?" He
sounded calm and cool but he was irked. Most of the servants were eyeing him
suspiciously, mumbling and shushing each other. That kind of thing infuriated
him but he'd be damn if they knew they were getting to him.
"Second floor. Walk right and
then make a left on the first corner. It's the third room to your right. If you
need any help you can ask any of the maids." Asuma smiled, trying to ease
the tension in the room. He would have to speak to the maids. How
troublesome, he thought.
To Naruto's surprise, his room
wasn't what he expected. It was lively flourished in a sea of handmade drapes
and light exotic colors that range from cinnamon red to mahogany wood.
"This is my room? No, must be in the wrong one."
"No, this is your room."
Naruto's head shot to his right at the squeaky voice, hand near his heart and
eyes wide.
"And you are?" Naruto
asked, inspecting the red haired kid.
"Kyuubi Sarutobi and you must
be…"
Naruto blinked and pointed a finger
at himself. "Oh, me? My name is Naruto U- Sasaki nice to meet you
Kyuubi." He sounded so lame. He hoped that Kyuubi was kind enough to
overlook that.
Cause' that would be a real bummer.
"Yeah," Kyuubi bristled
away, "how old are you?"
Naruto sat down, feeling that his
legs were getting numb. "Just turned 14," Curiosity getting the
better of him, he asked, "why the sudden question?"
"Wow," Kyuubi whispered,
ignoring Naruto's question. "Want to be my brother?"
Naruto pointed to himself again. He
debated this for a while. He momentarily looked at Kyuubi, and saw the serious
red blazing eyes. "What's in it for me?"
"Lots of things… and plus, I'm
fed up of having nothing to do."
"What happens if you get bored
of me?" Naruto said to the kid. It was probably a mean thing to do, but he
enjoyed teasing the red-head.
"Come on! Please?"
The blond couldn't help himself
anymore. He grinned side to side, happy and ecstatic to have a friend on his
first day in the Sarutobi mansion. "I'm just joking. I'll be your big
brother! We'll have lots of fun."
Kyuubi ran over to him, almost
tripping over a piece of the rug on the floor, with one of his rare smiles.
"Let's play."
Naruto looked at the bag in his
hand. He would unpack later. And on top of that, he barely had any clothes so
it would only take him a few minutes to unpack. He smile and stood up.
"Ok, but you have to first show me around the mansion." He said
earnestly. '
Kyuubi pulled him towards the door,
a small smile gracing his face. "Come on. We'll have so much fun…and it'll
be awesome when you meet my best friend Sasuke!"
Naruto grinned and let the little
boy lead the way. It was going to be a long day...
It was dinner and Naruto considered
himself completely inapt. He smiled, heart racing. Asuma and Kyuubi smiled back
utterly unaware of the tension that was going on between Konan and Naruto.
"Is…is this the boy of which
you spoke of a week ago?" Konan fiddled with the spoon on her hand,
tempted to thrown it at the blond boy sitting across from her.
Asuma's smile suddenly dropped.
"Yes, I'm going to tutor him to become a fine gentleman." He turned
to Naruto and said, "Isn't that right Naruto?" He saw the blond
wearing the clothes he gave him and felt relieve the blond didn't pushed them
away. Lord knows what Konan would have done if he saw what the boy was wearing
when he came in.
"Naruto's your name?"
Konan asked, tension crashing through her like waves. Everyone could see it,
hear it.
"Yes ma'am, name's Naruto
Sasaki." Naruto took a large piece of chicken in his mouth, trying to
avoid anymore conversation with the head mistress. It was almost painful
watching her look at him.
"Hn, Naruto…a rare name. Who
gave it to you?"
"Well, yeah I guess it's a rare
name. I'm not sure who gave it to me." Now that he thought about it,
Jiraiya never told him how he named him. Jiraiya also didn't know anything
about his past. He guessed the jackass who left him abandoned left a note of
some sort.
"I'm not sure why it doesn't
surprise me. I heard that… underprivileged children prance around with no names
and go around with whatever names some random person gives out to them since
they have no way of identifying themselves."
Asuma's fist slammed the table,
anger evident. "Konan, that's enough."
Konan lips curled into a distasteful
snarl. Her face was hard as stone when she met Asuma own cold stare.
"Hn," She said.
Naruto stayed silent. He was stupid.
Stupid, stupid him. Did he really start to think it would be easy, that
he could just come in and be seen by these nobles as an equal? What a stupid
assumption. Of course someone was going to always put him in his place.
"Excuse me. I-I don't feel well."
Once the blond was out of sight
Konan took a deep breath. "What were you thinking? He's-he's a nuisance. I
want him-"
"Konan…can we talk about this
later. Kyuubi can pass me the salt?"
Darkness…it was so frightening. She
learned to love it though. It was safe place for her troubled mind. It was so
cold too. It was always cold.
She looked out the window, a small
hole actually. It was just a dim ray of light, nothing to be awed about. But to
her it was hope, a fine piece of fragile hope.
Where are you?
She held her hands together,
seemingly unaware of the world before her. The mask she wore reflected the moon
and it's sea of shining stars.
My baby cries. I want to hold him
against my chest and rock him to sleep. I want to sing to him. I want to see
his eyes open.
She turned around and grabbed the
rag doll.
Would it be green or blue?
2 week later.
Naruto basically threw himself on
the bed. He was exhausted to the point where all his muscles hurt. Asuma was
literally not giving him a chance for a breather. Every time he asked for a
break Asuma would go into 'lecture mode' and drain him with that alone.
Kyuubi didn't help at all either.
Little traitor. He would laugh and say "Sorry but I promised Sasuke I
would go to his house."
He sighed under his pillow. He never
met this so called 'Sasuke' but Kyuubi talked about him so much that he
practically knew this kid.
"Arg," He groaned, his
stomach growled.
"Can I come in?" He looked
up tiredly and saw Asuma. He sat down and crossed his legs in a manly fashion.
"You already did. So yeah,
welcome. You reek of cigarettes again. I think I'll never get use to
that."
Asuma smirked. "Speak for
yourself and don't worry…" He said taking a big swig, "You'll get use
to it."
Naruto chuckled.
"By the way, I just came to
inform you the Uchiha's are coming today."
Naruto muscled tensed instantly. The
Uchiha's? He remembered, his father warned him about them. Geeze, he never
thought that he would meet them so soon. He wasn't ready to be near them. It
was clear enough, that they didn't want him near either. "Do I have to
really meet them?"
Asuma seemed surprised. It was the
first time that Naruto refused to see one of the nobles. "Sorry Naruto but
it would be rude. It would be a disgrace not to show up. Besides, they won't
know you're and Namikaze or an Uzumaki."
Naruto cursed silently. He was
right. He was fucking right. He grunted, with a sour taste.
"Take a shower lad. The maids
left some clothes spread for you. Choose whatever you want, try to tame that
hair of yours and I want to see you in a few hours." He opened the door.
"Oh, and you father gave his best regards to you."
Naruto threw his pillow at the door,
but Asuma managed to leave just in the nick of time. He smiled, at least his
father remembered him.
To Be Continued...
Authors Note: This was going to be
longer but then I realized I was going to write the whole story if I didn't
stop here.
Also Note: The first 4 chapters are
flashbacks. Next chapter will be the last flashback.
I wrote this in a rush, if I made
any kind of mistake then don't hesitate to tell me, literally.
Please R&R
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