Red Wind Lullaby | By : Aleya Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 2003 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I don’t own Naruto or its characters…*Warning… Spoilers ahead from here on* also, I know the story is going
to jump around… it will do that until all the characters come together… hang in
there.
“When that time comes… you’ll have him and you’ll
snatch him back from the darkness.”
He
found himself inhaling deeply. It had been a few days since he had been cooped
up underground. With HIM gone he could sneak out for a deep breath. It was
refreshing. Even better had been the heavy winds that made his clothes move on
their own accord. The wind…The sun…the grass… all of it lovely; Bright for his
enjoyment he may just be ready to admit he missed… No! Now was not the time for
going back. There was no going back at this point. But still... the wind was
nice…
“…you’ll
snatch him back from the darkness.”
He
turned around immediately… perhaps he was finally starting to go completely and
totally insane. The voice he should know… it was one he had heard once? Maybe
twice before? Doesn’t matter he really couldn’t put a face to the voice anyway…
it was the words, or rather word that bothered him.
Darkness…
Darkness, oh, what a word. To many, the word could mean nothing. Darkness could
be nothing more than a color for evil, nothing more than…nothing. But like many
other humans that go astray, darkness had been a residence for him. He lived in
a dark sad world. A world dyed by a red so dark it became darkness itself.
What a
horrible place to think of, even worst when you live there. Day in and day out
shoving the harsh, crude memories into an imaginary closet that was already way
too stuffed. But they always managed to leak out bit by bit. At night those
images that leaked during the day flooded into his mind reminding him every
morning to reaffirm his “ambition” to destroy that man who put him in darkness.
He had to
admit that for a little while he did forget about all of that. The memories did
appear to vanish for a long time and that ready to burst closet forgotten. He
was…dare he say… happy? Okay… being with those two… he was happy. Sure he
brushed her off time and time again,
but he’d risk his life for her too. Just not as much as him; It was something
about the boy that made him fun to tease, drive him crazy, made him smile… it
was that ray of light in the darkness, a darkness that had once been so lonely.
Maybe, just maybe, there was someone to finally keep him company. And so long
as he stayed cunning enough to be one step ahead of him, allowing his company
would be OKAY.
But then
the unthinkable happened… When he wasn’t looking, he had fallen behind. And
that was cool because surely the boy stepped ahead by fluke and one fluke could
be made up, but then that “fluke” turned to another, and another. Was this poor
presentation of a shinobi really getting better? Even more, was he really
falling behind his…his….his toy? That…That just wasn’t possible. Maybe he was
imagining it and he really still was ahead, but… he had to be sure. Then he
started…their first fight as friends. On top of the hospital, after he was to
recover from a previous incident. No, this had to be settled ASAP, who truly
was the better between them? It had been cut short by their sensei sending them
both into water tanks.
“DAMMIT!” His fist connected with
a tree as he thought about the last straw that caused him to admit really and
truly that Naruto’s recent growth were more than “flukes”. Two water tanks, the
blonde’s had been trickling almost no water and his own plenty. A temporary
reassurance no doubt… one glance at the back of the two tanks shows that he…He,
Uzumaki Naruto, the Dobe had blown the other side of his out and probably most
of the water too… His choice then became very clear. He needed to get ahead and
quick; he’d strayed from his path for too long already.
And
here he was… now a shinobi for the Sound village, hunted by the shinobi of his
home village. Life really is grand to him. He witnessed the end to his family,
deserted the ones who even thought twice for him, and is on what seems to be a
never ending journey to kill his brother.
“Sasuke-kun…” He heard that
irritating voice. That irritating voice that belonged to that lackey. “You
really shouldn’t be up here.”
“Who cares?”
“Orochimaru-sama would be hurt if
his precious container was hurt.” He said it. The one word that still irked him
and pissed him off about Orochimaru. The man promised great strength and that
he could kill his brother, and he had a sneaking suspicion that he would kill
his brother, but not with his mind in this body. Which means he’d have to take
what he could leave to kill Uchiha Itachi and then move on with whatever phase
is next.
“He’s not here so why should I
care, after all it will be your head if I die. I am important to him.” Sasuke could smirk as he felt the anger
bubble within the silver haired male.
Within
days it didn’t take much to notice that Kabuto had a love/hate relationship
with his master. Love of his ambition, his ability to be strong even when the
body he inhibits is dying. Hate because of the disrespect, because of
unrequited feelings that hung the air so frequently. Which meant the male hated
Sasuke with a passion but took solace in the fact that Sasuke was nothing more
than a container.
“Just come back inside.”
“You hate me…” Sasuke smirked with
a new level of insanity that even he didn’t know he possessed. “Because I’m so
important to him.” Kabuto just shook his head his cocky smirk in place as
always.
“You are nothing more than his
next container.”
“Does a container share his bed at
night?” Sasuke didn’t stop smirking once through the lie. “Does “nothing more
than a container” hear him hiss in sheer pleasure…” He
could watch the calm look that Kabuto typically wore start sliding off his
face. “I’d never realized how much of a snake he really is. That long tongue is
crafty.” He watched the hand of the male twitch as his eyes drifted to the
lower left. “The way he could literally wrap himself around you… Are you going
to hit me now?” Sasuke gave him the smuggest look he could muster and he
brushed past the silver haired male whose hand had frozen in the air. “Scaredy cat…” He found himself
muttering once more drawing flashbacks of Naruto in his head. He hated it here,
but if it achieved his one goal… then he would have to endure.
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