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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: 17
Characters: Ibiki, Idiot, Tsunade, Raidou
Word count: 1,734
Warnings: some blood, some penial damage
AN: When I said they were getting creative and mean, I meant it.

Enjoy.

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Looking back and forth between the now closed door and the man still on the floor, Ibiki snorted in amusement as he smirked. “I’m starting to think that we will always underestimate those Chunin,” he drawled. “And I’m thinking that this proves that for me.”

“Indeed it does do that,” Tsunade snickered as she shook her head with her own amused look. “I’m wondering what they did to this one,” she mused.

“Hokage-sama?” one of her ANBU asked, his masked face turning to her as she smirked. “What do you mean by that?” he asked. He was fearing the answer just by the glint in honey colored eyes.

“My Chunins all have very special allowances given to them. This includes the fact that they can torture or leave their captives in pain depending on the situation. Stealing things from the Archive is one of them,” she said before she chuckled. “They work really hard on creating new ways of torturing the idiots without actually leaving them in permanent pain.” She paused. “Usually.”

“Usually?” Ibiki asked.

Looking at Ibiki, Tsunade smirked and rolled her shoulders as she sat back in her seat. “They save the permanently scarring torments for those idiots who make them have to rewrite and refile everything,” she said. “Grab him would you? We’ll go see what it was they did this time. I’m kind of curious.” Standing up, she moved to another hidden door, opening it to a side room that was more like a hospital room, waving the ANBU through who had grabbed the man. The idiot had curled around his groin again.

Once he had been hefted up onto the table in there, the ANBU quickly left as Raidou slipped in, leaving him alone with Ibiki, Tsunade and the man. Raidou reached out as Ibiki closed the door behind them, poking at him with one finger. “Wanna tell us where they hurt you?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“My balls and dick,” the guy groaned, shuddering softly as he worked to keep his groin stable, hoping to stem off any more pain.

“Ah, so that means that got real mean,” Raidou chuckled, shaking his head with an amused look. Tsunade snorted as she dug around in her pockets, pulling out a set of gloves to tug on.

“I need you to uncurl so I can get to your testicles,” she stated. The man uncurled, whimpering the entire time. Getting his pants off, she swatted at the guy’s hands whenever he reached down to cup his dick again, scowling at him as she put the pants into a bag. “You’re probably doing damage by cupping yourself like that,” she drawled. She gently grasped that had a metal ball resting at the tip, narrowing her eyes. “Let’s see what they did this time,” she said, grasping the ball and tugging slightly, feeling it resist as her captive patient screeched.

“Don’t! Don’t! Fuckin’ don’t!” he screeched. Tsunade smirked down at him. “Fucking feels like barbs are digging into my dick from the inside,” he whined. Tsunade let go of the ball and ran a glowing fingertip around the edge before she started to pull it out. She got a bit out before the barbs flared out again.

“I see. I’m just betting that my Chunin’s are the only ones who can get this out in one motion and keep the barbs from reapplying themselves,” she mused. She looked over at the two men that were with her. Ibiki was looking decidedly daze while Raidou was fluctuating between horror and need. “This’ll take me a few minutes to get out.”

“There seems to be something around his balls,” Ibiki told her, his voice dazed. Tsunade smirked at him before she checked the man’s balls.

Looking at the band that was wrapped tightly around the man’s balls, she chuckled and shook her head. “That’s Naruto’s work no doubt. He was always fond of bands like this,” she said. “At least the kind that you can wear around your neck or wrist. I think that he has a few that he uses on the rare mission now days as a type of sealing scroll. He has seals all over them if you know what you’re looking for,” she mused.

“He does work in the Archives, Hokage-sama, so it’s really not surprising that he would learn seals and how they work,” Raidou told her, clearing his throat as he watched her slowly release the belt and allow normal blood flow.

“It looks like he’s going to have problems with his testicles for a while,” she mused as she put the band onto her medical tray. Both of the men winced when they caught sight of the blunted spikes on the inside of the band. “Not to mention his penis. We’ll have to place a special catheter in otherwise him pissing won’t let the wounds inside heal properly,” she said.

“Tsunade-sama, would you mind if I asked you something?” Raidou asked after he traded looks with Ibiki. She made an agreeing noise as she ran a glowing fingertip around the ball of the sounding rod, watching the spikes retract before she started to pull, having to stop when the spikes came out again. The man, already senseless from the amount of pain he was in already, barely twitched. “Are the desk Chunin really allowed create such things?” he asked. As close as he was to the others, and able to know some of their secrets, it looked as if they still had secrets hidden.

She looked up as she ran her finger around the ball once more, frowning lightly. “Yes, they are. That was one thing that my grandfather did right when he started this village. Those Chunin who take a permanent desk job have free reign over the Archives, their files and their own. They are also well watched by one of their own and the know it. That one person is chosen for specific reasons that not even I know about and, no, I don’t know who it is who watches them. I know that he has his apprentice and is working on training him now to take over that spot.”

“So they are a power unto themselves?” Ibiki asked her. He had never really thought about how the Chunin worked really. Yes, he respected the Chunin’s who gave their careers over to the “boring” parts of the nin life, but he didn’t understand what came with it. He knew that they went out on occasional missions, mostly to keep their skills sharp, and that they trained whenever they could do so, but beyond that? He was as clueless as the next nin.

“They are, but only to a point. They are still nins of the Hidden Leaf. But within our walls? They only answer to me,” Tsunade said. “And that’s only because I trust in their information and their choices. They are chosen for very good reasons and they last as long they do for even better reasons. Their training is hard, as you know, Ibiki, but it’s not just mental strength that they have to have. They could all be Jounin if they so wished to be but they are content with what they do.”

“So what you are telling me is that they have all been specifically chosen to stay in their position?” Raidou asked as Tsunade kept working the sound out. She finally got it free with a flood of blood, nodding at him as she covered the penis with a glowing hand. Concentrating, she started to heal the torn tissue enough that the idiot before her wouldn’t die of blood loss, but only enough to get him through the catheter insertion. He would be sore and in pain for a few weeks though, which made her smirk.

“They do. As for their special dispensation on being able to do things to those who put their jobs and secrets in any kind of jeopardy? That particular rule came from my great-uncle. He signed that bill and Sarutobi-san never thought to overturn it. He liked it too even when the council huffed and puffed. As much as he was rather soft hearted near the end, he knew that there were some that needed to be able to do what needed to be done without anyone being able to say a thing.”Tsunade smirked at the two men.

“So you mean to tell us that if the council, even if it’s both of them or just one of them, whined about what they did to someone and demanded punishment, it wouldn’t happen?” Ibiki blinked several times.

Tsunade smirked at him and nodded. “They know the limits of each situation and what they can get away with in the long run. Thus the rather creative way of punishing this idiot here,” she said, waving a hand to the bloody sound and the band. “This is what happens when you break into the Archives and take stuff out of there. And this is the nice punishment,” she purred. The man on the bed whined as he stared up at the ceiling. “Have no doubt that when we find out just who ordered this idiot to break into their Archives, that they will demand that they get their pound of flesh.”

“I’m feeling really scare of my friends now. Cause I though for a long time that they were cute, fluffy beings that were fun to flirt with and fun to watch as they tore a Jounin down to size,” Raidou whimpered.

Ibiki chuckled at him, patting his shoulder. “I’m sure that Naruto is still cute and fluffy. At least for the moment. Remember, he is the one who created the band there if what Tsunade-sama told us is true,” he drawled.

Raidou whined at him and hid his face into his hands. Tsunade snorted as she walked back into the conference room, pulling her gloves off as she instructed the ANBU to take the idiot to a locked down hospital room to heal. Ibiki just smirked as he thought of what the Chunin were really capable of.

They seemed kind of sadistic. They did seem to like to torture any Jounin who had pissed them off by sending them on those damn Tora rescue missions.
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