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Our Truths	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Our Truth
Fandom: Naruto
Part: 13
Characters: Naruto, Gai, Iruka
Word count: 1803
Warnings: Nothing yet
AN: I'm gonna keep this short and sweet. I'm tired and I have to finish dealing with my room because tomorrow, we do flooring.

Finally. Ugh.

Anyways, we're just puttering along now aren't we? I hope you all enjoy!

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Sighing as he walked through his house on silent feet, Naruto headed down the stairs, pausing and tilting his head when he heard Gai stop snoring for a split second before resuming. He smiled to himself about the fact that the Jounin was so well tuned to the house already that he could simply figure out if there was an intruder or not in the space of a breath.

Shaking his head with a huff, he walked into the kitchen and grabbed the kettle from the counter, carrying it to the sink. Sighing once more, he filled it with water before he put it onto the stove, turning the burner on and watching as the water heated. He was having a rather early morning considering he was up nearly two hours before Iruka would even wake up. But he was quickly finding that he didn’t often need as much sleep as he had at one time. He could get by just fine on five hours, six at the most, most days.

If he ended up with a flu bug, rare as it was, or was healing, he would find himself sleeping the day away, his usual excess of energy turning towards his healing.

Naruto grabbed the tea kettle off of the stove before it could start to whistle, pouring the hot water over the waiting tea leaves in his tea pot. Picking up his tea pot and a cup, he walked to the study, settling at his desk, putting both items to the side. He would meditate after he had his tea, so he would work on reorganizing his desk first.

Shifting through the various files, he smiled when he felt Kurama shift about in his very soul, waking up and exploring the outside for a bare second with a bit of his power before he pulled it back. Naruto ignored the fox for the moment, knowing that by the time that he fell into his mind-scape once more, he would find him awake and ready for their day. Checking his tea as he slid some files into a box, he smiled and poured a cup, leaning against his desk as he enjoyed the tea.

Once he was done with his tea, Naruto put his cup down next to the pot and stood, walking out of the side door onto the covered patio that he had covered with various cushions. He smiled at the slight warmth of the air around him before he moved into a sun spot, tugging a large pillow into it before he sat down on it. He sighed happily as he crossed his legs, his hands coming to rest on his knees as his eyes closed.

Settling his breathing and his mind, it wasn’t very hard for him to drop into shi mental-scape, opening his eyes to the entry room of the Towers reproduction. He was working on finishing up arranging a few files into their new spots, but he was finding that it was taking a bit of time. He loved the fact that the new ‘files’, so to speak, in his mind tended to be where they needed to be, but anything before he started to arrange his mind had to be rearranged.

Kurama just found it all highly amusing even as he joined Naruto walking up to the third floor of the tower, runes glowing in greeting. Naruto groaned softly as he opened the door to the catch all room and shook his head with a sigh. “Alright, let’s get this shit over with. Maybe I can catch some clue as to who it was who tried to get into the Archive’s,” he drawled.

Kurama just tilted his head to the side and rumbled in agreement, a sound that was almost thoughtful. “You have have seen much over your short time, Naruto. And as Umino-san has told you, you are are very people observant, so there is a likely chance that you have seen someone who would be out of place, or doing something odd at the time.”

“I still can not believe that you call Iruka-kun ‘Umino-san’,” Naruto grunted as he pulled down a box that need to be gone through. He noted that there were a lot less than he had thought to go through and put into their proper places. He sighed at the thought of actually being done with having to shift everything around. “And I do suppose that you’re right. I’ve apparently seen more about the people around us than I had originally thought.”

“You have,” Kurama said, a clawed hand reaching over Naruto’s shoulder and picking up one picture, causing the blond to yelp. He turned around and glared at the glowing gold eyes that danced in amusement at him. “You would think that you would be used to me taking a more human form.”

“It’s only been three days, Kurama! Three!” Naruto growled, reaching up to tug on the loose red hair that felt a lot like the fox’s fur. Matching fox ears twitched as Kurama smirked and sat down next to him.

“Calm down, little one,” Kurama soothed, holding up one picture that had several people attending the Third Hokage’s funeral. “Didn’t that little bastard, the guy named Kabuto, disappear from the village after he turned on everyone?” he asked, pointing to a shadowy figure. It was standing just out of the way of the main procession. The man wore a hood but there was a barely there glint of glasses and silver hair that showed just who he was. “So tell me, why was he there at the funeral of your Third?”

Naruto cursed loudly and snatched the picture from Kurama, staring at it before he picked up the pile of pictures that it was a part of and flipped through them. It acted much like a flipbook and showed what the guy did, leaving him to curse even more. “Fuck me. Kurama, can you shift through the boxes that I’ve already gone through please? See if you can’t spot him elsewhere,” he instructed.

Kurama made a sound and nodded, pulling his hair back into a loose braid so that he could work without it getting in the way. While the fox shifted through the boxes of memories that Naruto had already gone through, Naruto continued to work through the unorganized boxes. He frowned at them and started to make a list that would be pinned to his mind in a way so that he could write it out for his fellow Chunins about what he had seen in his memories.

“I have a bad feeling that we have seen him often without realizing it,” Naruto said as he finally sat back. His list was rather long but the files had been finally gone through. Kurama grunted and grabbed the list that his holder had made.

“Well. You’ve all seen him often, I think, just without knowing it. I’m going to continue going through the rest of the files from the time that you started this whole thing. You’ll contact me when you need to make your physical list, yes?” Kurama asked as he smoothed his simple white yukata down.

“Yeah, not a problem. Thanks, Kurama,” Naruto sighed, standing himself and leaving the tower while Kurama went deeper into it. Blinking out of his meditative state, he found himself jerking back and finding Gai staring at him, about to pat his cheeks. “Gai-san, we have told you not to try to draw us out of our meditations without another Chunin who knows how to do that with you,” he stated as he frowned at him.

“Forgive me, Naruto-san, but I was told that I was to wake you. Iruka-san said that if you wish to eat, you must come to the table right now,” Gai said, his voice moderated but still full of life. Naruto sighed at him and stood.

“Damn. That took a lot longer than planned,” Naruto grumbled as he stood up. He slowly stretched the kinks out of his body from sitting in one position for so long before he headed into the study. Gai followed after and watched as his young charge found a new pad of paper and a pen, walking towards the kitchen with a thoughtful expression. “Iruka, I think that I have a lead on who might be getting in and out of the village well enough to try to get into the Archives. Or at least start to figure out how the hell he is controlling the puppet strings.”

“Do you?” Iruka asked as he looked up from where he was shuffling papers and sticking them into his bag for the day. “You’ll have to tell me over lunch. You’re going to be helping me at the academy today with mid-terms,” he stated, Naruto groaning but nodding.

“Yeah, sure. Just don’t put me anywhere near the fire brats please? The last time that I had to deal with them, they set my clones on fire. It took me nearly a week after that to get rid of the phantom feel of being well done,” Naruto stated, Gai shuddering. “The bad side of the clones that I use. I at first only got the memories, but ever since I started really training them, I get the feelings. Things like deaths by mundane things are easily shaken off. Death by an attack fueled by chakra are harder to shake off,” he explained.

“You, my dear friend, are quite youthful to have trained with such a dangerous but still interesting technique,” Gai boomed. Iruka just sighed at him and tossed a chipped cup at his head, smacking him on the forehead with a snort.

“Please remember your voice level and tone, Gai-san,” Iruka drawled as the man caught the cup. “Sit down. It’s time for breakfast.”

“Thank you, Iruka,’ Naruto chirped, sitting down at the table and serving himself some of the food waiting. “And, Gai-san, it’s only dangerous if I believe that the wound is deadly to myself. I know that the clones are just clones and nothing more. It’s an ingrained knowledge that not even an Uchiha’s Sharingan can wipe out,” he stated.

Gai went still as as he started to sit, staring at the young man, who stared at him steadily. He wasn’t lying. Those who knew Naruto knew that he had vocal tells in the form of a very slight rising of octaves in his voice. He also had to tell in his eyes, the blue going almost as light as a soft blue sky. At the moment, neither tell was visible and that made him wonder just how trained Naruto had become under the tutelage of the supposedly “sweet and innocent desk Chunins”.
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