Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

Our Truths	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters in any way or form. I make no money from this piece of fiction and will continue to make no profit from this fiction. I do this for pleasure.

Chapter List
- 26
- 27
- 28
Title: Our Truth
Fandom: Naruto
Part: 27
Characters: Danzo, Kabuto, Orochimaru
Word count: 1,848
Warnings: Nothing
AN: What's this? Are we learning something more about what is going on? Why yes, yes we do!

Enjoy. :D

*~*~*~*

Watching as Danzo snarled about the latest mission fail, Kabuto sighed silently and shook his head in the shadows, crossing his arms across his chest. He was starting to wonder just what was going on and what he hadn’t been able to learn. Orochimaru had started to change his orders after that last battle against Jiraiya and Naruto. It had left his master thoughtful and going back through his journals and many notes of his life.

Something about the man just felt so different and he had an odd feeling that it was a good thing for his master. And his mental state.

“It seems, Danzo-san, as if using that outside operative has turned out to not be a good thing. Or at least not as much as we had thought that it would be,” he said, breaking into Danzo’s ranting. Danzo snarled and hurled a sake bottle at a wall, watching as it shattered against it.

“You are right. But still we could have one of our own agents should the worse case scenario happen, which it did,” Danzo sighed, rubbing at his face. “And I used the best of our connections, the one who was most likely to get into the Archives.” He moved to his desk and sat with a deepening scowl. “But still even he was not able to get away with what we needed. All he was able to do was piss off the chunnin and convince them to tighten security around them even more.”

Kabuto tilted his head in thought. “What are we to do now?” he asked, his mind already planning out his letter to Orochimaru. The last time that he had talked with him, he had been instructed to watch the Chunins carefully, along with Danzo. He was to also find out what the old man was planning on doing.

Danzo sighed as he slumped in his chair, rubbing at his head. “I must think about what I will need to do next,” he said after thinking. “Everything must be thought about and the plan possibly redone. I will send you a message in the next week. We can not do anything due to the Kazekage and his siblings.” He stood and tugged his top into smoothing out again. “I must do my research.”

“Of course, Danzo-san. I’ll be in my rooms,” Kabuto said, bowing before he left the office, heading for his personal rooms. He was grateful that he had a suite to himself, Danzo not caring that he had tossed his roommate out and sealed it against others. He still thought that he was a loyal nin to his cause and that he wouldn’t be doing anything that he shouldn’t be.

Smirking as he closed the door behind him, Kabuto pulled off his mask, his glasses glinting as he put it on the table by the door. He had around forty more of the masks running around the rooms so that he could be prepared for any and all surprise visits. He left the hair covering on for the moment, not wanting to deal with his hair until later.

“Such a fool,” he grunted as he strolled into his bedroom and over to his small desk where a specialized communication scroll sat. Along the edges were finely inked seals that connected the scroll to one that matched in Oto.

Sitting down at his desk, he sighed and pulled out the specialized ink block, a small sharp knife, an ink well that held just a slight amount of water, and a thin tipped brush. All created to be used just with the scroll that sat before him.

Laying everything that he had pulled out carefully, Kabuto used the knife to scrape off enough of the ink block to create a proper ink, shaking the well with cap in place. Putting the well down onto table once he was done, he removed the top and dipped his brush into it before he put bristles to paper and started to write.

He had decided to go ahead with research to lay out a new plan.

Pulling his brush back from the scroll, Kabuto watched as the ink glowed before it settled, smirking before he frowned. He had a sudden feeling that he was going to need a lot more ink in the long run. Cursing to himself, he stood and grabbed a cup to get some more water, getting some from the faucet in the bathroom. With water in hand, he walked back to the desk, sitting down and noting that writing was starting to flow across the paper before him.

“I just knew it,” he grunted as he poured some more water into the inkwell, judging it enough to get him started on what he needed to write. Picking up the ink block, he scraped some more into the water, once more shaking it until it was mixed properly. Uncapping the well again, he sat it down and re-dipped his brush as he read over the words.

Explain it. In detail.

Huffing at the paper, he started to write.

He wasn’t all that happy about the fact that the man who had been sent to gather the files for him. When I arrived at his office earlier today, he was already in quite the rage. The man, as I said, has not only been caught, but the ones who caught him were desk Chunin, those being Umino Iruka, Uzumaki Naruto, and Kamizuki Izumo.

He paused long enough to allow the ink to settle in while he dipped his brush into the ink to refresh it. He watched as some more words started to appear as he allowed the excess drip off of the bristles.

The chunnins have always been on the strong side, surprisingly, no matter what the situation. There is a reason as to why they were chosen to care for the Archives.

Continue on.

Kabuto felt his eyebrows raise, not having known that. Yes, sir. When I arrived there, he was ranting about how the man had been caught and how he was being caught. He then proceeded to destroy a bottle of sake before he took his seat. He didn’t give me any information outside of the fact that Ibiki had the guy in his custody now because of them. And the fact that the man hadn’t truly been able to gather any papers outside of mission files that were about to be put away from the day.

He paused in his writing, dipping his brush into the ink as the ink glowed again, sending the information to his master.

He has decided that the best thing to do is to take a bit of time to replan and research seeing as the Kazekage is coming to the village for discussions. From what I understand it is to discuss the Chunin exchange program that will be starting in a month’s time. Due to this, he does not want to draw attention to his plans. This is also compounded by the fact that the Chunins have also tightened security and are being followed by either ANBU or a Jounin at all times.

Kabuto stopped once more, watching as fresh writing started to scroll across the page after his words had glowed. While he did so, he rolled up the bit that he had written on while he was waiting for Orochimaru to finish writing. Seeing that they had stopped, he pulled the scroll a bit closer before he gave in and lit a lantern that sat over his desk with a long match, letting the light fall over the scroll.

As I have said, the Chunin are strong and they are chosen for that strength. It is not that surprising though that he wishes to stay out of their sight for the time being. Especially if they’re paranoid more so than usual. I know for a fact that to replace files properly, that it takes chakra and skill, and quite a bit of it.

Not to mention the supplies needed. The career Chunins of my time were actually nice enough to teach me how to do this when they discovered that any time that I had Jiraiya near me and my reports that I would end up having to rewrite them. I doubt that Danzo will be able to get near them any time soon. If at all.

Kabuto stared at the words in surprise, his mouth falling open in surprise. Shaking his head, he checked the brush, scowling when he found that the ink had dried before swishing it around in the leftover water. Pulling it out, he gently squeezed the bristles before dipping it into the ink again.

Sir? What is it that you’re thinking of doing? he asked.

He sat back and watched as Orochimaru’s writing filled the empty space again, filling in the details of what he had learned and what he was planning on doing now.

It seems as if that fight against those two did dispel a lingering hypnosis from a very familiar Sharingan. I believe that it’s been losing its hold for the last ten years due to the fact that I’ve had to jump five bodies in that time. And the man who put it upon me so many years ago has not been able to exactly reapply it regularly.

Kabuto’s eyes widened in his shock at that information. He took a very slow breath and moved his brush to write. Who did the hypnosis? The following answer made the normally calm male yelp and fall backwards in his chair before he scrambled up to make sure that he had read the name correctly.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Scrambling for his brush, he dipped it again and wrote out another question. What do I do now?”

Continue with your watching. Stay out of the way of the Chunins. Continue to write out your daily reports to me and make sure that you answer any questions I send to you. If it does come down to it, you are to help the Chunins in all that they need.

Taking a deep breath, Kabuto nodded to himself before responding. Yes, sir. If you find that you have need of me, please contact me at any time that you wish. Rolling up the last of the scroll, he tore off the part that had writing before he unrolled more of the main scroll, standing up, curling the torn off part. Sealing it with some wax, he found his specialized sealing scroll and stored the conversation away for the moment. He would read it over again later.

With that done and the sealing scroll was put away, he rolled his shoulders as he sighed.

“Just so much to do and so very little time,” he said to the room in general, looking around with hooded eyes. “Well then, I suppose that I must start now,” he drawled as he pulled his mask on, leaving the room to continue to watch.

Just as he had been instructed.
- 26
- 27
- 28
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Our Truths