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Our Truths	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Our Truth
Fandom: Naruto
Part: 49
Characters: Naruto, Kurama, some Yasu
Word count: 1834
Warnings: nothing
AN: Tiny bit late. I'm still dealing with a cold but I'm doing better, I promise. For now, enjoy.

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Staring out over Naruto’s mental-scape, Kurama shifted in position to look over at his friend and unfortunate jailer, smiling when he sat next to him. “Have I been agitated enough that you felt the need to come visit with me?” he asked.

Naruto snorted and gave him a long look. “Yes, you have been and I know it’s not because I don’t visit with you enough. So I’m thinking that it had to do with Sasuke’s visit a couple days ago. Wanna tell me what bug crawled up your ass?” he asked as he tilted his head to the side. “Or is it that you haven’t gotten laid in nearly a hundred years?” he asked teasingly.

Kurama huffed and pouted. “No, nothing like that, you damn brat. I am perfectly capable of being happy without you learning about it,” Kurama said, shaking his head. “No, nothing like that.” He frowned slightly as he rested his chin in one hand, Naruto staring at him.

“So what’s up?” Naruto asked finally, looking out over the scenery of his mental-scape with the fox. He noticed that there were blooming plants that looked a lot like the ones that his mother had planted that were mixed in with another plant. One that he was slowly cultivating into thriving so that he could move into the greenhouse when it was fully fixed.

Kurama made a thoughtful sound. “I’m starting to remember more things. Between that Sharingan happy bastard Madara controlling me so many times and the sealings, I forgot a lot.”

Naruto stared at him for a few minutes before he turned to look back out over the flowers. “What are you starting to remember?” he asked, worried, almost, as to what it was that was making Kurama so agitated.

“I remember that at one time I was a part of a whole before we, the bijuu, were split into nine beings.” Naruto’s head whipped around as he stared at Kurama with wide eyes. The fox sighed, his tails twitching behind him. “My looks are a mix of my; well I suppose that you can call him our father since he was the one who created us; our father and his mother. You know those legends right? And they are the truth,” he said, Naruto nodding. “I was chosen to take the form of the fox because I had the power and the smarts to use it. Before I was used by Madara for his own needs.”

“So you lost your mind and sanity pretty much,” Naruto said. Kurama nodded and sat up straight with a low sigh.

“Yes. I remembered the first time that I was sealed away, into Mito-san, and how sad she was with how insane I seemed. She would often visit me where I was sealed within her and try to speak with me. But I would never care that she was trying to figure out what had made me change so much. Then later, after being sealed in your mother, she would try to figure me out before giving up and chaining me down for her own sanity and health.”

“And then she gave birth to me and you got loose,” Naruto said. Kurama snorted softly before he stood up, reaching down to help him stand up.

“Yeah, something like that.” Kurama tucked his hands into the sleeves of his kimono and the two headed to where he had started to place some of the more important memories that he had. Finding the book that he wanted, he sat down with a sigh. “I wouldn’t have gotten loose and you would have been a jinchuriki without a single person knowing this fact much further in your life. After you had learned to control the Uzumaki chakra that you inherited,” he said, placing the book onto the table before them.

Naruto frowned as he sat down next to him, taking the book and stroking over the cover. It had the date of his birth on the front and the first picture was that of his mother surrounded by those who were to attend to his birth. “You remember all of this?” he asked.

Kurama nodded his head. “Yeah. I had calmed down by then, some of my insanity dying down so I could see what was going on. In a way that is. It’s more of a chakra impression really so the colors can seem a bit odd in some places,” he said, shaking his head with an amused snort. “Sarutobi-san’s wife was in attendance, along with your father, three ANBU and two master sealers who were trained by Uzumaki’s before they left,” he continued, pointing to another picture with one finger.

“So what happened?” Naruto asked as he flipped through the pictures, finding that the pictures got blurry as they went along, as if something was going wrong and messing with Kurama’s senses.

“That was about the time that someone in an orange mask with a single eye hole attacked us and killed the guards, Sarutobi-san’s wife, and the sealers,” Kurama said, pointing to one picture. “Right after you were born, the seal was weak and they had been working fast to shore it up enough to settle it back down. But the man somehow broke it fully and did it very easily. So easily that even I couldn’t figure out what was going on.” He sneered. “At least not until I was under his control once again and going after your village.”

Naruto took a deep breath before she let it out slowly, the sound shuddering, placing his face down into his hands. “Fuck. Don’t tell me it was that bastard who did that,” he said, Kurama frowning.

“Now, I don’t think it wasn’t Madara. At least not him himself. I think that at that time the Madara that we are going after now was still healing from whatever it was that either brought him back or helped him extend his life,” he said. He bit at his bottom lip in thought. “But still, the guy was a Uchiha and he only had one eye,” he continued, flipping to a picture that had a red haze around the edge. The hair was brown and half of his face was disfigured from what I can remember. One eye was gone while the other blazed with the Mangekyo Sharingan that was already spinning.”

“Just...just fuck my life,” Naruto whined, dropping his head onto the table a few times, Kurama staring at him with a frown pulling at his lips.

“What? Do you know who this human is?” he asked, Naruto nodding as he dropped his head onto the table with another thud. “Who is he then? He is working with Madara and I’m guessing that he is an Uchiha.”

“Yeah, fuck, I do and he’s an Uchiha alright,” Naruto sighed, shaking his head as he rubbed at his face. “His name is Uchiha Obito and Kakashi got his Sharingan eye from him,” he continued. “This is not good. If he was the one who did this shit, then something big is going on.”

“There is a possibility that he was being used by Madara as a kind of a puppet. I have discovered that with time and practice, a Sharingan user can literally put in a kind of a copy of themselves into a person’s mind and from there control them,” Kurama said. “It would take time to learn but with the fact that Madara had time, he could learn. And yes, it can happen because the Sage and his brother had it passed it on from their mother,” he continued.

“Joy. I’m so not going to tell Kakashi any of this yet,” Naruto finally said as he closed the book and pushed it over to his friend with a sigh. “At least not until we can find out what’s really going on and if Obito is able to be saved. Or until we find out if he’s been brought back by the Edo Tensei.” Standing up, he shook his head. “Either way, we’re going to bring him back. Dead or alive. I just don’t want to tell Kakashi yet.”

“No, it wouldn’t be very healthy to tell him just yet would it?” Kurama asked. Naruto shook his head. “Then go on. Your young kit is wonder what is wrong with you. I can hear her make such little sounds.”

“Hana-san is thinking that Yasu has some damage to her throat but she can’t be to sure until she can get some x-rays done,” Naruto said, standing with a sigh. “But he is sounding better.”

“Such foxes are naturally soft in their voice until they get older,” Kurama told him. Naruto smiled at him but still left his mental-scape with a sigh.

Opening his eyes, Naruto blinked to clear his vision before he smiled down at the small fox who was staring up at him, her ears pressed back against her head. “I’m fine, Yasu, I was just speaking with Kurama,” he said, watching her ears perk up and tail wave slightly. “I promise,” he said, scratching behind one perked ear, getting a happy chirr from her. “Come on, let’s get you some dinner. It’s been awhile since we’ve done anything with your training and we should fix that,” he teased. He picked her up and allowed her to drape over his neck, a pink tongue lapping at his neck. “That’s a good girl.”

Sighing, Naruto left the meditation room, closing the door behind him, heading to the kitchen, finding Temari standing in there, making travel rations for her and Gaara for when they left with Kiba and Akamaru. Smiling, he nodded at her before he pulled out Yasu’s lunch, warming the meat up just a bit the way that Hana had shown him, setting the dish down onto the ground.

As Yasu settled in to eat her food, making soft happy sounds at the venison meat, Naruto leant against the counter as she ate, sighing and thinking about what he was going to tell everyone. He barely paid attention when a snake slithered through a slightly opened window but did notice when it hacked up a letter, making him wrinkle his nose at the sound. He sighed when the snake just gave him a look and disappeared with a poof, glad that the slime that had come with the letter had disappeared with the snake.

Shaking his head, Naruto picked the letter up and sighed once again as he found out that at least one of the Akatsuki teams had indeed moved, but that Orochimaru would contact them with more information. He pouted and left the kitchen to send out notes to everyone who needed to know. Yasu licked her chops as she padded after him.

Temari just glared at the now licked clean bowl on the floor and muttered about people not cleaning up after themselves.
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