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Tenebroso
By : ofphenwa
Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Title: Tenebroso

Author: ofphenwa

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Dub-con, incest, violence

Summary: Having obtained what he desires, Minato keeps a stranglehold of his most precious treasure, Naruto. Should Naruto be taken away from him, Minato will gladly burn the world down in his dark madness. Is there an end to the nightmare?

A/N: Exposition time! I probably should start putting a disclaimer somewhere in my fics but you already should know that I am not Kishimoto Masashi and therefore do not own Naruto. I only own the plot and the character interpretations. Now, if you actually read through all the preamble, do you want to hear a shaggy dog story? ...Ok, ok, I'd best let you get on with the rest of the real story. Enjoy!

Tenebroso

Minato was a man of few needs. Self-sufficient and resourceful, he did not desire riches or power – though he might now be the Hokage and spent more time behind the desk than in the field, he was still a shinobi. One who had honed his skill in the bloody battlefields during the Third Shinobi War and still occasionally dreamed of the faces of people whom he had killed, much like most shinobi. (Some did not dream at all. If they did, they weren’t telling.)

This was also why he had fallen out of love with Kushina. His ex-fiancée had not fought on the frontlines in Kusa where the most violent combat took place like he had. She had been assigned to a relatively safer location near Mizu due to her secret status as Kyuubi’s container as well as her Uzumaki heritage. Their experiences had caused their inevitable differences that could not be reconciled.

Minato still sometimes felt a lingering regret when he thought of the happier times they used to share. But it was nothing in comparison to the quiet and content happiness he gained when he was with Naruto. He felt complete in a way he had never felt when he was with Kushina - Naruto was a kindred spirit and his foil.

Even before he initiated the relationship, they had always been as close as brothers. Minato vividly recalled the irresistible pull he had felt when he first met Naruto in Kusa, so strong that it had rivaled his former attraction to Kushina. He had been too in love with Kushina then to realize what the pull meant. But now he knew with utter clarity that he craved…needed Naruto with such sheer intensity that it almost scared him.

Compelled to protect his claim, Minato unscrupulously manipulated people in subtle ways to drive them away from Naruto with barely a twinge from his conscience. It was actually a lot harder to curb his desire to spill blood especially from those who presumed to think that they had a chance with Naruto. He did not want Naruto nor the village to notice his actions; “accidental” deaths were far too troublesome and obvious as Tsunade’s fist to the face over time.

Atsuko, Naruto’s genin had been the exception as there had no convincing way of removing her from Naruto’s company – she was not skilled enough to be a chuunin and there were no other available jounin to take her on. It also helped his decision that “losing” Atsuko would not be a great loss to Konoha.

Minato was roused from his train of thought by Naruto’s warmth against his side – Naruto had rolled over in his sleep, seeking his warmth. He was now curled up against him with a serene, relaxed expression on his face. Minato could not help but smile fondly as he stroked Naruto’s hair. He brushed his fingertips against the strong pulse in his graceful neck and murmured, “I’ll never let you go.”

Deep asleep, Naruto unconsciously leaned into Minato’s touch, his head tilting as though he was baring his neck for him. The implicit trust in the small action was beguiling and Minato took advantage of it to lay a chaste kiss on Naruto’s neck. He smelled like home.

The day he was supposed to be born came and went, and Naruto was still alive. A huge weight was lifted from his shoulders as he finally accepted the last piece of evidence that he was here to remain with a sigh. It was a bittersweet realization that he would never see his friends again – even if they did exist here, they would not be the same people he knew. Not that it stopped him from being friends with them again, when the opportunity arose.

Sometimes, when he was alone, Naruto remembered his original world that had been in the throes of war – it had been devastating and despite being the container of the most powerful Bijuu, Kyuubi no Kitsune, he had been hapless, unable to change anything. Bound by circumstances beyond his control and struggling to keep what he held dear, Naruto had fought so hard…only to lose everything.

When everything finally ended in darkness, Naruto woke up in a new world, alone and destitute. He lost even his family name Uzumaki as he painfully realized that he wasn’t home and had no idea of how to go back. Naruto wasn’t sure that even if he knew, he would have been able to – he no longer possessed Kyuubi and the behemoth effort required to return would have killed him.

Naruto keenly remembered the first time he saw Namikaze Minato, the man who would have been his father a lifetime ago. He wasn’t Hokage yet and had not even earned the moniker “Yellow Flash” yet. An extremely skilled and charismatic jounin who had the distinction of being Jiraiya’s genin student, Minato shone like the sun, his smile’s brilliance and warmth dazzling him. The phantom he met in his mind long ago had been a mere shadow of the real person alive in front of him.

Of course, he was fond of Uzumaki Kushina, the woman who would have been his mother – how could he not like her with her friendly and lively personality? She was like his elder sister here and they’d teamed up quite a few times to prank their friends, especially Jiraiya when he was being too perverted. It was times like those that made Naruto grateful that he was still alive.

But now, the situation was rather complicated, to put it lightly. Instead of Kushina being with Minato, it was himself. How the hell did that happen, he had no idea. It all happened so fast and suddenly – shortly after their unexpected break-up, Minato boldly courted him, much to his shock. But he was even more shocked when he realized that he actually harbored romantic feelings in reciprocation – they had somehow grown from platonic kinship and respectful admiration without him noticing.

Naruto had never felt such strong desire that made his former crush on Sakura a childish and pale imitation. It scared and repulsed him. He also felt a deep shame – his persistent feelings were completely inappropriate; how could he lust for his father?! How would Kushina, his mother, feel when she knew? But eventually Minato’s determination proved greater than his own and Naruto succumbed to his emotions. It was probably one of the best decisions he made in his life. He now wondered why it had taken him so long to give in – had it been the shame and guilt that were now distant memories?

He had no regrets. So what if Minato was biologically his father? It wasn’t as though they were actually father and child in this world (Naruto would never be born in this world as a result of Minato and Kushina’s split and he still felt ambivalent about that.) Even if his new relationship with Minato made it difficult to face Kushina comfortably (he didn’t forward to day she learned about their relationship), Naruto was happier than he had ever been, secure in the knowledge that he was loved.

Minato had been keeping tabs on Kushina with the aid of the scrying crystal ball. It was part of his duty as the Hokage to monitor the welfare of Kyuubi’s secret container. Another very important reason for keeping such close surveillance on her was because of her high proficiency in the art of Fuinjutsu.

Aside from Jiraiya who was currently abroad once more, Kushina was one of the few other experts in Konoha as skilled as himself. This also meant that Kushina could break his seal on Naruto should she ever learn of its existence. This rather killed off any remaining genial feelings he might have had towards her. Minato would not tolerate any attempt to remove Naruto from him, even if she was his former fiancée.

Having already dealt with the other fuinjutsu experts by sending them to far outposts where they could not interfere, Minato could not do the same to Kushina due to her status as the container of Kyuubi. He had to keep her close within his reach. However, he still hadn’t found a viable way of keeping Kyuubi in control in the event that Kushina had to be…disposed. So, he merely monitored her for the time being. When push came to shove, he would willingly do what was needed… Especially if it allowed him to keep what was his.

Kushina was in the library trying to brush up on her knowledge of Fuinjutsu, now that she had some free time to spare. She had been thinking of creating some new seals to add to her repertoire but she was a bit rusty now as a result of having no time to practice. She had been bogged down with a lot of administrative work in the I & T department and a long string of back-to-back missions.

Huffing in annoyance when the current scroll in her hands did not have what she was looking for, Kushina tossed it over onto the rejected pile and grabbed another scroll. When she opened it, she noticed some neat writing in the margins of the scroll.

Skimming through the writing, she gleaned that the author was developing a new sort of seal based on the Heaven Seal (where had she heard that before…?). But before she could read in further depth, she stopped in pained realisation. The writing belonged to Minato. Her heart squeezed painfully as a memory rose involuntarily in her mind.

Minato and she… When they were still together, they used to come here often and study seals. They often argued and Minato had a horrible habit of scribbling in the scrolls his observations and thoughts, forgetting that they belonged to the library. But now that was all in the past.

Stifling a sob that wanted to come out, Kushina rubbed her eyes fiercely and slapped her cheeks as she muttered to herself, “Come on. Focus. You are over the pansy now.”

In her distraction, she missed a new presence approaching her from behind. A hand tapped her shoulder and Kushina’s heart nearly stopped as she recognized the distinctive white sleeve of the Hokage robe. Talk of the devil.

“Good morning, Uzumaki-san. Hard at studying?” Minato’s greeting was polite but it was so impersonal compared to the past. Kushina’s smile was more like a grimace, “Good morning, Hokage-sama. Taking a break from work?”

A quicksilver smile flitted across his lips but his blue eyes remained cold ice, causing Kushina to think mournfully, “Why did he become so cold?” Minato plucked one of the scrolls off the table and skimmed through it before neatly putting it back with a dissatisfied noise. He replied, “Yes and no. I came here to take a look into the scrolls on demon seals. I wasn’t expecting to see you here as well and I thought that it would only be polite to greet you.”

“Demon seals? Why are you looking into them?” Kushina asked, wondering why Minato was researching such an archaic field of fuinjutsu that was incredibly dangerous if used improperly or by being ill-prepared. In answer, Minato leaned in closer and whispered, “To contain demons, of course.”

Kushina froze, her eyes growing wide. Involuntarily, she touched her stomach where Kyuubi had been sealed into since her predecessor Mito’s death. Her voice trembled, “What are you intending to do…?”

“Oh, nothing really. It’s just a precaution and as the Hokage, I’ve got to be prepared for everything, even a demon outbreak even though that’s very unlikely to happen. Isn’t that right, Uzumaki-san?”

Minato smiled innocently and Kushina shivered, suddenly very frightened of the stranger before her. This was not the man she knew and loved. Perturbed, she swept up all the scrolls on the table into her arms and hurriedly excused herself, “Please excuse me, I’ve an appointment…!”

“Hold on, Uzumaki-san.”

Before she could leave through the doors, Minato’s hand grabbed her shoulder. For the first time, her skin crawled under his touch and Kushina had never wanted to hit him so hard before.

“You missed one.”

Minato dropped the aforementioned scroll on top of the pile in Kushina’s arms with a smile. Then he let her go. Kushina gave a sickly grin and whispered through her teeth, “Thanks, Hokage-sama.”

“You’re welcome.” Minato watched her leave with a faint enigmatic smile. Once Kushina was gone, he took out the scroll that Kushina had just been reading, having exchanged it with another scroll. Concentrating chakra in his hand, he burned it to crisps.

Erasing his notes of the seal (that had been rather careless of him to not realize that he had left his writing in a public library scroll) would not necessarily stop a stubborn and curious Kushina who would definitely attempt to learn it, so he had to deter her with a subtle threat. Hopefully, his little threat would mentally disorientate her so much that she would not remember what she read in the scroll.

This time, Naruto was in a dark forest. It was night and the bare trees cast eerie shadows with their skeletal branches under the waning moon. It was eerily silent, devoid of the sounds of nocturnal wildlife with only the creaking of trees in the wind. There was a worn path in the ground before him that extended deep into the shadows.

Naruto followed the worn path as the wind cleared away the dead leaves before him. The shadows kept moving and twisting. He also thought he heard voices echoing in the forest around him but he couldn’t be certain if it was his imagination twisting the sound of the wind into something more. Naruto quickened his pace.

The further he progressed, the trees became leafier until eventually, the canopy was so dense that it blocked out the moon. He could only see the path thanks to the abundant fireflies and blue luminescent fungus along the path. At the end of the path, he reached a moonlit clearing that struck a faint bell in his mind. He had been here before.

His feet led him to a tree. It was of average height, except that it had been covered all over with black seals cleverly disguised as the whorls in its bark. There were also deep gouges in the bark at his height. Naruto somehow knew that he had been the one to make those gouges. The black ink shimmered like obsidian in the moon. He hesitantly reached out to touch one of the seals but someone interrupted him, grabbing his wrist.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Quickly turning his head, he saw Minato in his jounin uniform. He was carrying a black katana in his hand. Naruto asked, “Why should I not be here?”

Minato didn’t answer him so Naruto tried to ask again - suddenly, there was a sharp piercing pain in his chest. He stumbled, collapsing into Minato’s arms, wondering what the hell had hit him. Then, he felt hot blood soaking his shirt. With numb hands, he felt his chest and felt the cold metal edge of a blade protruding from his chest. In muted horror, he realized that Minato had run him through with the black katana. He weakly asked, “Why…?”

Minato cradled Naruto close to him and turned his pale face up to kiss him. Naruto couldn’t breathe at all, his lungs collapsing and filling with blood. His vision swam. Before everything completely went black, Minato replied with a gentle bloodstained smile, “Because I love you.”
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Tenebroso	By : ofphenwa Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own NARUTO series and make no profit from it.

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