Finding a Bit of Trust | By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4302 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Title: Finding a Bit of Trust
Fandom: Naruto
Chapter/Part: 2
World: Finding
Characters: Tsunade, Ibiki, Jirayia
For: TrulyWikid
Word Count: 1,237
AN: Another chapter done and rewritten. I swear, I've been adding something like a couple hundred words to each chapter so far. *rolls eyes* I hope that you guys all enjoy this and leave me a comment!
Enjoy. :D
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Sitting back in her chair, cup of sake in hand, Tsunade swirled the saucer around as she watched the last of the Rookie 9, their sensei’s, and team Gai leave. Shoving her blond hair out of her face, she sighed and settled in as she thought of the young man who was currently resting in her personal side room.
Once they had answered her summons, she had warned the group that they were going to have to stay close to Konoha for the next week or so, Naruto wanting to tell them something. Something Big. The groups would take on D and C rank missions to keep them close until he had told them. After that they were free to return back to their normal missions.
Sighing as she shook her head, Tsunade stood up and put her saucer down, walking over to her large window to stare out of it as she smoothed her hair back, the locks mussed from her fingers. She frowned unhappily as she ignored Jiraiya, the man currently staring into his own sake saucer as she finally pulled out a hair tie to pull her hair back, turning to him finally.
“We’re going to have to warn people about what happened to Naruto, make a full announcement to everyone in the village,” she said softly, playing with the ponytail she had created.
“I know, I know,” Jiraiya sighed, shaking his head as he let it fall back onto the couch with a soft sigh of displeasure. “I just don’t like this. Why him? Is it because he was able to drag Sasuke back, kicking and screaming and more than a little bruised? Or could it be some misplaced jealousy? Just...why him?”
“I have a feeling that it wasn’t just the way Sasuke was brought back but something more,” Tsunade snorted as she moved to sit down again. Her student had been acting on the odd side for the last few months, as far as she could tell. Then again, she had been too busy to really see what had been going on with her. And it worried her that she had been so blind as to not see just how her now ex-student was so cruel. Especially to someone who she was supposed to be friends with, to be a teammate to.
The fact that she had at one time been rather hard with Naruto was just not looking good.
Huffing out a breath, Tsunade let her head drop back onto her chair and moaned softly as just how much she had fucked up made it through her mind, especially when it came to Naruto. “Gods above, how blind I was to my own student,” she said lowly. Jiraiya looked up from his sake saucer and gazed at her with curious eyes.
“Why do you say that, hime?” he asked, draining the saucer as Tsunade once more reached for her own, holding it for a moment.
“I say that because I should have seen this coming from a mile away and I didn’t see it because I was caught up in trying to clean out the damn council out,” she snarled to her saucer. Draining her sake, she shook her head again, going limp in the chair. She pressed her hand to her forehead, above her mark, rocking her chair back and forth as she thought of the small male in her personal side room for late nights at the tower once more.
“I’m hoping that we’ll find out just why she went after Naruto instead of anyone else once Ibiki gets done with her,” Jiraiya said, jerking when the door to Tsunade’s office opened and said man walked in.
“Find out what when I get done with who?” the interrogation expert asked, raising an eyebrow at the two Sannins’. He felt his shorter facial scar twitch at the looks that he got.
“You haven’t been down to your office just yet, have you?” Tsunade asked him, getting a shake as her answer.
“No, not yet. I haven’t had any time to do so. I’ve been busy looking around for a few people with some men,” Ibiki stated, thinking of the stupider council members who had run. They had been labeled traitors and hadn’t wanted to end up in the cells with chakra cuffs attached to them, which they had still ended up there. Just a little more bruised and battered. “I was just returning to drop off keys and a report,” he said, holding up said items.
“Just stick the report on my desk and the keys in the drawer,” Tsunade huffed at him, shaking her head at the scarred man as she eyed him closely. “Before you head over to the ANBU building, Ibiki-san, since it seems as if your ANBU haven’t been able to tell you, there has been a situation regarding Naruto.”
“Sakura, in all of her infinite wisdom, decided that he would make a rather good test rat and gave him the ears and tail of a fox,” Jiraiya cut in, knowing that his teammate would have danced around the subject and just pissing Ibiki off. “You need to find out just why she did it to him seeing as we know that she did it on purpose, knowing exactly what would happen to him.”
Ibiki blinked at him several times as Jiraiya filled his sake saucer and drained it in one easy swallow. “I see,” he hummed, his eyes taking on a hard glint as he smirked. “I will be back with that report in no more than a weeks time.” With that said, he turned on his heel and strode out of the office, the two Sannin watching as he left. They didn’t call out to him to keep her sane or even in one piece. The two knew that Ibiki had had a soft spot for Naruto for a long time, and the pink haired woman had just gotten on his bad side.
“Think we might be able to stick her together enough to turn her into a brood mare for the smaller clans?” Jiraiya drawled, a dark part of his personality coming out as he thought of how best to torture her.
“I wouldn’t really want to do that to them if we can. If we can’t, she won’t ever be a ninja again, won’t even have the use of said chakra if i have anything to say about it and she’ll end up a pariah of the village anyways,” Tsunade said. She snorted.
In a building that sat in the middle of nondescript grounds among nondescript buildings, Ibiki strode through halls and into a room. He found Sakura sitting in a chair, struggling against the chains that held her tight to the chair, scowling heavily. She looked up, her green eyes going wide at the sight of his sadistic smile.
“Haruno Sakura. You and I arm going to be having quite a bit of fun.” His voice was pleasant as the large man closed the door behind him with a decisive snick, before he started to pull of his jacket, leaving him in a sleeveless turtleneck shirt, loose pants, shinobi sandals, hiate-ate and his gloves.
She shrank back as far as she could in her chains, knowing that she was about to learn the true meaning of pain.
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