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Loneliness' Child	By : narugal101 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 1
For as long as the boy could remember he'd been wrapped in darkness.
Many held the misconception that darkness was something to be feared; however, not for the boy. It wrapped him in its cocoon, keeping his shielded from people. People were to be feared. The only thing it seemed they knew to do was to hate others if they were different from them in any way. Yes, he'd had quite enough of human beings to last hundreds of lifetimes.
After thousands of years he found he quite preferred the cloak the darkness gave him. Light had just made him yearn for things he could never have.
You know that's not true, that annoying voice that would, at times, niggle its way from the depths of his mind whispered.
"Yes it is." The boy softly protested. "People are cruel, dangling something and then yanking it away before you even knew that it was beyond your reach."
After his betrayal the boy had gone into a shock-like state, the powers bestowed upon him by his parents legacy instinctively imprisoned him in his dark cocoon to ensure his body did not deteriorate.
Never had he known a genuine hand to reach out to him with kindness. He was familiar with false hands, hands that claimed to love him, but then slapped him in the face once he stretched his own out to meet them.
The boy was no stranger to pain and loneliness; he knew more about both then most ever would. Though, at the same time he still maintained this charming naïveté that was almost shocking considering his circumstances.
For despite the fact that he claimed to have lost all hope, a small sliver still remained. That one day a hand might reach out to him sincerely, and he might finally know what a warm hand felt like.
With that last wish, the boy who had all but forgotten the name his parents once had for him, fell asleep, letting the world and years pass by once more.
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Kakashi grinned as years of work finally paid off. He'd found the proof ages ago, proof that supported his theory that the child existed.
Now all he had to do was find the object of his personal obsession for the last fifteen years, and he'd found someone who knew how to do just that.
His name was Umino, Iruka, a man in his mid to late twenties, with long brown hair tied back in a high ponytail, and a prominent scar across the bridge of his nose. According to the file Kakashi had had drawn up, the scar was from a childhood accident.
Most notably, however, were his accomplishments in summoning rituals. Rumor was the man could summon anything from the size of a building to an object as small as an atom.
Once Kakashi had had corroboration that the man was the real deal, he'd had his assistant track the man down and schedule an appointment right away.
Oddly enough the man used his talent neither for money nor fame, though he had still amassed both. His only demand was justification for the summoning in question.
This had brought Kakashi to the present moment, standing in Umino, Iruka's residence, his features not amused as Umino's eyes were lit with mirth, genuine laughter wracking his almost petite frame.
"Y-You want m-me to s-summon the child of loneliness?!" he roared.
"That's correct." Kakashi quietly retorted his features a testament to how seriously he felt about the task.
At the gravity of his demeanor Iruka’s laughter died down and his own features took on a serious cast as well.
"You do realize that is just a myth?"
"I have evidence pointing towards the contrary." Kakashi countered, fully prepared for such a rebuttal. He then proceeded to pull out the proof he had worked so many years to obtain.
He was careful as he rolled it out onto the table, mindful of its delicate condition.
Almost immediately, the age and content of the document became apparent to the summoner. His eyes widened in shock.
"Is this…?" His voice trailed off in wonder, his hands absently stroked one of the symbols on the ancient piece of paper as though it were familiar.
Kakashi nodded.
"Yes it's the Forbidden Scrolls that the shinobi village of Konoha was said to possess." His voice took on a mocking tone. "A village that was also viewed as a myth until a short while ago."
"How the hell did you get this?"
Kakashi just shrugged, "If you have money there's really nothing that doesn't have a price."
Iruka shook his head in disbelief, sure he had money but some people's arrogance that it could get them anything them they wanted…it was why he demanded a reason for utilizing his talent. Although Kakashi had given him proof that perhaps the legend of the child was true, the man still had yet to justify his reason.
"All right," Iruka acknowledged, "I will accept that you found something that confirms that it's possible that the child exists, I will listen to your reasoning."
"Very well," Kakashi stated his motives in one statement, "I want to save him."
Iruka frowned in confusion. "Save him from what?"
Kakashi waved his hand in frustration as if it should be glaringly obvious. "From his loneliness, I will be his sanctuary from that fate."
Well this was certainly surprising, definitely not the answer he'd been expecting.
But before he would agree to attempt this, there was one more question that had to be asked.
"What about the gifts the child is said to possess?" he accusingly inquired.
"What about them?" Kakashi arched an eyebrow. "His gifts are his to use or not use as he sees fit."
Iruka was silent for a long moment, contemplating his decision carefully. Well it's still not even completely clear whether or not the child even exists. If it turns out that the child does exist it would be an opportunity to see the great Hatake, Kakashi finally lose his cool when he realizes the enormity of the task he had undertaken. Iruka frowned at something that was continuing to bother him.
Hatake had said his reasoning for summoning the child was to save him. There was more to it than that, he just knew it.
He thought about it for a few more minutes before finally coming to a decision.
"I'll do it," He announced, "on one condition."
"Name it." Kakashi calmly bit back, his lack of reaction, or even anger igniting Iruka's nerves. The fact that the man also wore a mask concealing half of this face didn't help the matter either.
Damn his aloofness!
"My condition," Iruka, blinded by his temper came back without thinking, "is that when you realize you've bitten off more than you can chew don't come crawling back to me to send the kid back!”
Yes it sounded horribly blasé, but Iruka was irritated at the moment and didn’t completely realize how inhuman his statement sounded.
"Agreed." Kakashi never hesitated once. "Now can we get on with it?"
His irritation building, Iruka huffed a quick "Yes!" and stomped over to his summoner’s circle.
This "circle" was an amber crystal disk hammered into the floor. Iruka used the properties of the amber to amplify his abilities, which was actually the secret as to why he could summon such large objects.
Not that he would tell anyone that, it was his secret alone. After all, he had a reputation to uphold.
Iruka chuckled to himself as he entered the golden circle, his body taking the stance required to begin the ceremony of summoning. Maybe it will shut that smart mouth of his.
An eyebrow arched in curiosity at the oddity that Iruka's posture posed, Kakashi cautiously crept his way closer look to get a look at the summoner in action, asking dryly, "how does this work anyway?"
"I'm surprised you don't already know." Iruka mocked under his breath. Honestly, the man was so annoying! "The pose isn’t just for meditative purposes, it’s part of a larger ceremony to maximize the body’s potential to fully utilize the energy that is used to summon. I also have to focus my mind specifically on what I am looking for."
Iruka's inner self laughed manically at what he told the businessman next, "Now you need to shut up so I can concentrate."
Without a word Kakashi did as he requested, figuring it was best left to the professionals.
A long moment of silence passed. Iruka, because he was attempting to locate and summon the child, if indeed such a child existed. Kakashi, because he was watching Iruka work and worrying slightly about what would happen if somehow he'd been wrong.
"I've got something!" Iruka's voice suddenly burst, breaking the silence, a thread of disbelief present in his tone.
Due to the shock of the moment, Kakashi was speechless. He had hoped, but had thought deep down that this moment would never come.
Suddenly a bright flash filled the room, and then the color changed from bright to dark as a cloud of black appeared in front of Iruka. It hovered near the summoner's feet and was such a deep back that nothing could be seen through it.
What is that? Kakashi's mind screamed and for once he pondered at the intelligence of pursuing this particular venture, what with not knowing exactly what forces were at work here.
Iruka, meanwhile, had collapsed to his knees due to the amount of energy it had taken to summon the child. He still couldn't quite believe that the child of legend actually existed. Loneliness's child eh, he mused, who would have thought?
Wearily he got to his feet and trudged towards Kakashi, not paying the black cloud any mind, much too drained to care about much of anything.
"All right you can take him now." Iruka directed him, and started to slowly make his way upstairs to sleep. Today had really taken a lot out of him, apparently the child of loneliness was extremely powerful.
"Take him?" Kakashi said disbelievingly, "What him? It's just a cloud isn't it?"
Without even turning around Iruka snorted derisively, idiot, "He's inside the cloud, genius. You'll have to talk to him or something to get him out. I have no idea what sort of magic is involved with that. Now I am going to bed. Please lock up once you are done."
With that the summoner climbed the rest of the stairs, closing the door behind him with a definite slam!
"Shit!" Kakashi exclaimed. As if I have I better idea than you of what to do! He looked doubtfully at the object, sighing.
Cautiously he approached the cloud, not sure what to make of it. Was the boy really in there? It didn't seem possible; sure the cloud was big enough to hold a boy, but a cloud?
All right well, Iruka said try talking to it.
"Uh, hi cloud." He awkwardly spoke out, "My name is Hatake, Kaka—"
Before he could say another word the cloud dissipated, a golden body suddenly becoming visible.
Quickly before it could hit the floor, Kakashi caught him in his arms.
The lightness of the body in his arms was the first thing Kakashi noted.
The second was the beauty of the owner of said body. Soft blonde hair as pale as the moon fell in flattering spikes around the sleeping face. The eyes were closed so the color was indecipherable at the present moment, though the lashes were long. The rest of his facial features were perfectly formed, three marks on each cheek should have detracted from his features, but gave the boy a slightly feline look. The skin was an even color all over, the only color Kakashi could think to equal it was the color of coffee with creamer in it, and it was soft.
At the same moment that Kakashi realized the boy was naked, the deepest blue eyes he'd ever seen opened
At first those gorgeous eyes saw, but didn't really see who held him, and then they widened with a start.
"You…." Came a voice with a slightly lyrical tone to it, just before the boy drifted into unconsciousness once more.
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