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Warmth of a Cold Touch	By : ChocolateRedVelvet Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4563 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Chapter Four
"You play a dangerous game, my friend."
Homura Mikotado looked at the glass window to his right and watched as three young boys, none older than seven, kicked around a ball. It was an innocuous scene being repeated countless times all across the village, but for some reason it caught his attention and held it. The sight reminded him of why he originally joined the ninja forces of The Village Hidden in the Trees; why he continued to fight even if his frail old body couldn't handle actual battle.
He strove on for the children, for the future they could have if he worked to bring it to pass. He thought of his little grandson, a child barely a year old.
He shifted his gaze until he was looking at his former friend and sometimes comrade. "Don't we all, Danzo. Don't we all."
The other man slowly slid into the booth seat across from him. Homura could feel Danzo's lone penetrating eye on him. He kept silent and didn't move. After long tense moments, Danzo dropped his gaze, looked out the window and leaned forward. "You have changed. I don't know when it happened but you have changed. Was I so blind?" he asked.
"No." Homura attempted to assuage his companion. "Sometimes circumstances change so quickly one is forced to change or be run over. I have stopped flowing with the tides."
Danzo's gaze snapped up to him in surprise. There was a time when he, Danzo, Koharu, and Hiruzen saw the village in the same way, wanted the same things. Then they grow older, became wiser and more foolish. For the last few years he and Danzo had fought along different lines, viewing the future of the village in very different lights. One of Danzo's biggest complaints was that he and Hiruzen were just going along with the tides, allowing things to happen rather than commanding life's outcome. He hated that the village could be held ransom based on the inaction of its commanding officers and leaders.
Homura now understood why Danzo was so angry. He allowed the water to rise until he was drowning beneath the tides.
At that moment the waitress came to take their orders. The girl was young, appeared to be barely fifteen and fit. The sight of her waiting on tables broke a little of Homura's heart. The village was in need of good ninja and everywhere he went he saw potential wasted. He was starting to see a little of what Danzo saw when he looked at the Leaf.
The two men waited until the young woman took their order and left before continuing their conversation, not that anything spoken would be overheard. Homura set up a discretion jutsu when he arrived and he understood Danzo well enough to know the other man had set up his own.
"I won't say that I agree with your vision of Leaf's future, but I will say that I do not agree with Hiruzen's goals. Leaf is a Hidden Village for a reason. We are loosing more of that reason every generation."
Danzo pursed his lips and lowered his eye, concentration clear on his face. Homura almost smiled. Danzo was a thinker, from one statement he could plan a million contingencies. It was his salvation and damnation. No doubt he was thinking through the repercussions of Homura's shift and how it would affect his objectives and Leaf's future.
His mouth straightened into a flat line. It wasn't quite a smile and yet it wasn't his customary grimace. "The middle is not such a bad place to be, Homura."
"No, it is not."
"We have much to discuss."
Homura expected such. He knew he would be seeing a lot of his old colleague before the meeting began. Things had changed in Leaf in the last few weeks. His shift meant they wouldn't be speaking from such opposing positions. "I will keep my calendar open."
"That would be wise, Homura, very wise. I have eaten here once or twice, but it has been a long time since then. I hope the food is as good as I remember."
Out the corner of his peripheral vision he spotted the waitress returning with their meals. It seemed old age and battle wounds hadn't affected Danzo as much as he feared.

"Master Uzumaki. Mr. Haku."
Kunai in hand, Naruto spun around to meet the source of the voice. It was the Elder he met earlier in the week, the one who argued that Haku didn't have to be interviewed by the Interrogation and Torture department of the ninja force and should be considered a civilian. He lowered the blades but didn't put them away. The Elder stepped forward, moving out of the shadows cast from the large leafy trees that surrounded the training ground.
"You two men are truly dedicated. I expected to be directed to your apartment Master Uzumaki, not the training ground. I thought you and yours would have been exhausted from the number of hours you spent training this morning."
He was watching them or was having them watched.
Naruto stepped forward to stand in front of Haku. Though Elder Mitokado sided with them and the Old Man, he didn't trust him, certainly not where Haku was concerned. Especially, in light of this new information.
"Relax, Master Uzumaki."
Though he wasn't in the mood to do it, Naruto decided to be polite. "Good evening, Elder Mitokado, how can I be of service?" he asked as he bowed to great the elderly man.
"Actually, Master Uzumaki, it is I whom can be of service to you."
Surprise went through Naruto at the Elder's words, both the offer for aid and the title Mitokado gave him. He decided to tackle the easiest issue first. "Why do you keep calling me that?"
Full grin on his weathered lips, Mitokado stepped forward. "When you took young Haku on as a vassal, you automatically became a master."
"Is it just a title?"
The Elder turned and glanced at Haku, pleasure on his face. It was clear he liked that Haku asked that very question. Then he turned back to Naruto. "You have a very intelligent vassal, Master Naruto. I believe with him by your side you will go even farther than I originally believed. Yes and no, as it stands now it is just a title, but with a vassal, you as a master, have the opportunity to become a clan leader in more than just name."
"Excuse me?"
"What?"
Haku and Naruto replied at the same time.
Mitokado chuckled. The sound was light and filled with elderly amusement. There was something about it that spoke of knowledge and mischief. Naruto damn near shuddered. He knew from years of association with the Third that amused elders were dangerous.
"Master Uzumaki, excuse me for asking, but did you fill out the paperwork for a vassal?"
Naruto's gaze tightened. The question appeared to be unassuming, but he knew it wasn't. "Yes," he answered lowly.
"Did you fill out the paperwork for a non-Fire country born vassal?"
"Yes." He definitely remembered filling out those sheets of bureaucratic nonsense. The questions asked were the definition of invasive and since it needed to be done in his handwriting, he had to ask Haku each and every question and hear the embarrassing and intimate answers. He doubted he'd ever forget those questions and the responses to them as long as he lived, even if he lived to be as old as the Third.
The Elder nodded his head. "Good, good. By filing those documents you automatically became the clan leader of the small clan of Uzumaki. Congratulations!"
Naruto stared at the elderly man, waiting for him to admit he was just joking. After a minute passed he realized he wasn't going to say those words. "But how…Old Man didn't tell me that!" he bit out angry and irritated that he was just finding this out now, days after doing the deed and not even from the man he'd given the papers.
"Yes, imagine that. Hiruzen Sarutobi not giving you pertinent information you need to know about yourself."
Only Naruto's ninja training kept him from flinching like he'd been slapped. The man spoke the truth. As much as he hated to admit it The Third had a track record of keeping stuff from him. Although Naruto spoke with the Hokage regularly for years, Old Man didn't have the decency to tell him about the Nine-Tails trapped in his gut. No, Naruto had to find out about it from a traitorous academy teacher that couldn't tell the difference between a boy and a chakra demon. The Hokage's reticence was especially damning in light of the fact that when he was younger, Naruto repeatedly asked him why the villagers, especially the civilians, were so antagonistic toward him. He brushed Naruto off each and every time.
Still, that didn't mean Naruto was going to assume anything. After all, the Hokage did believe it was best that Naruto not know about the Nine-Tails and the reason for the villagers' anger. This may be the same situation.
"Why would I want to be a clan leader?"
Deep, brown eyes looked at him. Naruto got the distinct impression that the older man was searching for something. Naruto stood still and held his gaze, instinctively knowing he didn't want Mitokado to find him wanting.
Mitokado nodded his head, seeming to answer the unspoken question. The act sent aged white strands moving around his weathered head. Naruto silently released a heavy breath. "There are many benefits of being a clan leader. Of course, there are an equal number of responsibilities."
He grasped his robes and held them close to his body. Then he sat cross-legged where he stood. Naruto stared at him in surprise. He hadn't expected that. The Elder appeared to be a man too dignified to sit upon the grass.
"Come, young ones, join me. We have a long discussion ahead of us."
Naruto strode forward to sit before him but was stopped by Haku's question.
"Wouldn't it be better if we spoke somewhere more… perhaps we could speak in Naruto's apartment."
Mikotado smiled. "This training ground is more than secure enough. You need not worry, vassal. I did a jutsu before approaching you two to make sure nothing we speak of will be heard by nosy ears. And while one would be believe that their residence is safe, this can not be said by Master Uzumaki."
Naruto froze. Someone placed an observation jutsu or seal in his apartment. He had no privacy and hadn't for who knows how long.
"Who?" Naruto bit out, angry about having the sanctity of his apartment tarnished.
The Elder gave him a grim smile. "Who you ask. Well, the list is long, The Hokage, your teacher Hatake, and a few of the council members to name a few."
Unholy anger flooded Naruto immediately. Red hot and animalistic it threatened to overtake his sense of self. Then he felt the light touch of a hand on his shoulder. Haku. He reined back the rage until it was a simmering, seething ocean rather than the catastrophic volcano it was moments ago.
He wasn't surprised to hear council members on the list. He was the demon's vessel. No doubt they would go through any length to make sure he was watched and did not become an issue. However, to find out that people he trusted were spying on him was maddening.
"I know a jutsu that will blackout any and all listening devices."
Naruto turned and glanced at his young companion. Zabuza must have taught him the jutsu and considering the older man had been a Swordsman of the Mist and assassin it was probably a very effective jutsu. "Thank you, Haku."
"You are welcome, Master Uzumaki."
Naruto shifted to fully look at Haku. He knew his face was the picture perfect description of shock but he couldn't help it. Haku had called him Master Uzumaki. What. The Hell?
"Master, it would not do to keep the Elder waiting."
Naruto's gaze tightened on the boy before him. He could take a hint. Haku was acting the part of his subordinate for the Elder. Fine, but he didn't have to like it.
"Elder Mitokado, the clans are given so much many benefits because they are much more indebted to the village. I think I've already given the Leaf enough."
While Naruto loved his village, he wasn't sure he wanted to become a clan leader, reign over a clan, and be forced to give even more of himself over to the village and its leadership, which included a council of ninja and civilians who ignored him at best, railroaded him and worse most of the time.
The Elder smiled. "Well, first and foremost, it will protect your gorgeous bloodline friend."
Naruto clenched his hand into a fist. He wanted to punch the old man, but he couldn't fault him for mentioning one of the issues that plagued his mind since he and Haku became friends. Haku was a very good-looking boy. He also carried a rare bloodline and was an accomplished user of it. Haku was the kind of gift very few could ignore.
"How?"
"As things stand now, Haku is a civilian, which means he is governed by the civilian council."
Naruto grimaced. He hated those bastards. They did everything possible to make Naruto's life miserable. They pressured shopkeepers, apartment owners and anyone else who might have interacted with Naruto to prevent them from offering him quality service.
He'd gone around them. He only purchased his items from ninja run stores and when those weren't available he bought from the slums. After all, Naruto was a street rat and shinobi. To him, it made sense.
He definitely didn't want the civilians to govern Haku.
"But even as a civilian, the Hokage would have the last word on what happens to Haku."
"Not if it's a strictly civilian issue. Marriage is a strictly civilian issue."
Naruto blanched.
"However, if Haku was a member of a shinobi clan, then even he, a civilian, would be governed under the shinobi rules."
"And since I'm a ninja, the clan would be a ninja clan?"
"Yes, and no."
"The leader of a shinobi clan must him or herself be a shinobi. She or he must also promise a gift or ability that will be able to benefit Leaf now and in the future."
"A gift or ability?" Wasn't it enough that he allowed his soul to become the jail for the Nine-Tails? Now to protect Haku he would have to promise the village more.
Some of what he was thinking must of shown on his face because the Elder shifted and looked distinctively uncomfortable. "No one would deny that your sacrifice is more than enough, but unfortunately this rule was not written with the past in mind."
"Elder Mitokado, what do you recommend Master Uzumaki promise?" Haku asked.
"Simple. Chakra." The Elder pushed his left sleeve up to reveal his thin, heavily wrinkled arm. On the weathered brown skin were seals. He bit his thumb and swiped the blood across one and muttered a word. There was a distinct shift in air pressure and a sense of absence filled the region. Naruto could feel it, even from where he sat ten feet away. Then a long, smile, bleached white scroll appeared an inch or so above the Elder's arm. He caught it before it could drop onto his arm or floor.
"These, young Naruto, are your medical files. The real ones."
"What?" Naruto's brain seemed incapable of comprehending the Elder's words. He had his medical files and apparently, there were fake ones somewhere. For a moment it was all too much to take in. Shinobi lived in the shadows. It was their way of life, but to hear that there were fake medical files for him, a genin, was a little too much. Was there any truth surrounding his existence? Was he shrouded in lies?
"Yes, little Uzumaki, your life is shrouded in lies. The question is will you fight to find the truth or accept the placating words and non-truths everyone is so willing to give you."
He did not realize he spoke out loud until Mitokado replied. He considered his statement. "I am willing to fight." He held out his hand for his medical records.
The old man gingerly placed them in his hands. Naruto quietly opened the, sat down, and looked through them. He wasn't sure how much time he took perusing them but he took his time reading each and every notation and incident. He'd seen the doctors a lot as a child. Mostly for good reasons. Seemed the Hokage wanted to make sure he grew up healthy despite his tenant.
He looked up. "What was I supposed to find?"
The old man laughed. "I truly believe I am going to enjoy our association young Uzumaki. You are a chakra powerhouse, Master Uzumaki. The Nine-Tails is only partially responsible for that feature. According to the medics, as a newborn, before you assimilated the demon's chakra and your pathways were altered, you had more chakra than most genin. That ability is one of the reasons the Fourth chose you to hold the demon."
Well, now he knew it wasn't simply because he was an orphan born on the wrong day.
"Huh. Like you said, 'Simple. Charka.'" Chakra he could handle, and according to the comments from the doctor who originally examined him soon after the sealing and then when he was a toddler and had gotten used to the fur-ball, any child of his was likely to get his increased chakra capacity.
Naruto considered the Elder for a short moment. He really didn't trust him. There was just something about the old man that made him the slightest bit uncomfortable. He was too much a ninja to ignore that discomfort.
But he believed he could trust the old man in this. He was an Elder and a former shinobi. There was no way he would allow Haku to be governed by a council full of soft handed and fat bellied civilians. "Let me guess, you've got the papers I need to fill out on you."
The Elder chuckled. "As a matter of fact, Master Uzumaki, I do."

Danzo took careful, measured steps up the gleaming white steps of the First Bank of Hidden Leaf. When he reached the door, the shinobi at his side opened it for him. He nodded his head in thanks to the tall blond. The young man was of course one of his lesser known root members. He was never alone, unprotected, but he could not afford to have one of his more recognizable members follow him on this excursion.
He was not sure if he was being watched but he wouldn't put it past Koharu or Hiruzen. He was well aware of the fact that Homura was watching his every move. After all, he was at the bank to do him a favor. It would be unwise for Homura to allow him to walk in without surveillance.
Three steps into the bank and he was being greeted by one of the managers. The middle-aged man was wearing a slate grey suit that did a fine job of hiding his portly belly. It was an expensive piece of fashionable art that notified him that he was getting the best aid possible. Danzo almost smiled at the man's lightly lined face. He loved it when he got the best.
"Lord Shimura, I am so pleased to see you and be of service."
"I am so happy to be able to join you this glorious day," Danzo replied automatically. Contrary to what his comrades thought, he knew of the social rules of Fire Country and could be quite polite when he desired. "Has Mr. Takumi arrived?"
"Yes, sir, he has. He is waiting in the room for you. Please allow me to lead the way." With that the manager held out his arm to provide direction.
"Thank you, Mr. Senhiro." At the last moment he remembered the name of the manager. He knew almost everyone there was to know in the Leaf and much of the Elemental Nations, but it sometimes took time to recall the information.
Taiseki Senhiro was the assistant manager of the bank and was a powerful man, in and outside of Leaf. Danzo originally took notice of the young man when he was a special jounin for the village. He'd been injured during service, saving a team member's life. His sacrifice allowed the mission to be salvaged and the objective, a scroll detailing information on Stone spies within Fire, to be obtained. His injury left him unable to continue in the Armed Forces, but his resilient and diligent nature served him just as well in the civilian sector.
He was the reason Danzo chose this bank over all other to conduct this particular transaction. Senhiro was also known as an honorable man. Danzo needed that honor to permeate the deal.
Senhiro led the way across the front of the bank to the back right and down two halls. Danzo couldn't help but take notice of the way. The manager stopped on the last door on the right. "Here we are, Lord Shimura." Then he opened the door, and gestured for Danzo to go before him. The Elder almost bristled at the thought. He hated the idea of giving his back to anyway, let alone a ninja, even if he was a retired, injured ninja. Still, he took a silent, deep breath and stepped into the room.
Sitting near the eastern wall of the room, on the left side of table was an old, hunched back man. Shino Takumi. He'd lost more hair than he had on his hair and what remained was so grey it appeared silver under the glowing fluorescent lighting. The dome of his head was pale pink and heavily blotched with freckles and dark spots. As Danzo moved deeper into the room he could see that the other man's face was just as lined with marks as his head. He had dark brown, almost black eyes, and the way they squinted at Danzo made him uncomfortable.
It took a lot to unsettle him but the old man did it with just one look. He wondered how young Uzumaki could handle having the old man as his landlord and the owner of his apartment building. Danzo would have moved out first chance he got.
"You're the man who wants to buy my building?" the old man sneered.
"Yes." Danzo barely kept his tone civil. He was not used to being spoken to in such a manner. Even when he and Hiruzen argued there was a level of respect there that the man's tone clearly lacked.
"And you'll pay the full price?"
"For the building and the surrounding land." Not that the cost was that much. 50,000 Ryo was not a large amount. It was the equivalent of what one fairly active chunin could expect to earn in a year of service. The amount was nothing to a man like Danzo.
"Fine, fine, whatever. I'm just glad someone wants the crap." He would be after all, the man had originally tried to sell the land some thirty years ago, but no one would pay the asking price. It was a prime piece of land and the price tag reflected that. He took it off the market. Then less than fifteen years ago he built an apartment building on part of the lot hoping to increase its attractiveness to potential buyers. Unfortunately, the Nine-Tails attacked, and the region was one of those heavily damaged. Part of village re-investment funds had been allocated to the landowner, who rebuilt the apartment building. Thanks to its location and decreased population he had a hard time filling it. Naruto Uzumaki was one of the few people to ever call the building home.
Now, it seemed, even with the title of Head of Clan Uzumaki that young Naruto was officially granted three days ago, he was unwilling to lose his home. He asked Homura to help him purchase the building and land to make it the site for his clan. He was granted land from the village itself and chose a 20 acre parcel located next to Takumi's land. Together it would have a respectable sized L-shaped plot of mostly densely wooded land.
Unfortunately for Naruto, Homura and the landowner had history and it was the kind where the old man refused to sell to either Naruto or Homura simply out of spite.
Danzo had, of course, offered his services as middleman. He would buy the land from Takumi and then resell the plot to the Uzumaki clan. He even agreed to charge no more than five percent for his services.
"Hey, you, bring me the contract. The sooner I sign, the sooner I can leave," Takumi yelled at one of the two men standing at the back of the room. The lawyers.
Faces blank of emotion, they both stepped forward and one handed Takumi a small stack of papers. The contract. The other man was Danzo's own attorney. He walked over to him. "Sir, you've read the contract and are sure about going through with the purchase?"
The young man, Tobirama Prajna was a civilian who came from a ninja family. He was too sickly to make it through the academy so he decided to join a just as ruthless profession, the legal field. He excelled in it. He was well aware of who Danzo was and some of his activities. "Yes," Danzo answered.
He nodded his head in assent. "I've looked over the contract. Everything is in agreement. This purchase and the last will bring the total amount of land to an even 30 acres." Together with what Clan Uzumaki was already granted, it would give Naruto, 50 acres of forest and grassland. Not bad, especially in light of the fact that only the Nara and Akimichi clans had more acreage and their gifts to the village were land-based.
"Good." Danzo strode over to the seat directly across from the seller. Prajna pulled it out for him and he settled into it. No sooner had he sat then Takumi shoved the contract across the table. "I signed it," he muttered. Danzo ignored his statement and flipped through the document. It was the same one he asked his attorney to send over and that they'd all agreed upon. He signed his name on the dotted line.
Then Assistant Bank Manager Senhiro walked over to them. Behind him stood an armed guard with a suitcase. The purchase price of the land was it in Ryo cash. It seemed Takumi didn't trust checks. Danzo couldn't fault him, he was a suspicious man by nature.
One nod from Senhiro and the guard handed the case to Takumi. He opened it up and lifted one stack of the bills, no doubt to see if they were all actual money. Then he placed it back, closed the case and stood. "It's been a pleasure," he said and strode out the room without a backward glance.
"Really, some people," Senhiro muttered into the quiet room.
All Danzo could do was nod his head in agreement. Truly, some people. He stood and gave a slight bow to the assistant manager. "Thank you immensely for your aid, Mr. Senhiro."
The other man bowed back, but his was deeper, much deeper, owing to the difference in age and status. "I am glad to be of service, Lord Shimura."
Danzo waited until he was in young Prajna's office before speaking again. Thick legal tomes filled the wall length shelves, giving the room the atmosphere of seriousness that he came to associate with every lawyer's office. "Make sure that both plots of land are donated to young Naruto. Make it clear to both Naruto and his vassal and Homura that I will not accept payment for either my services or the land." He paused and considered his next command. "If it seems that Naruto will not accept the gift, make it clear that the land is meant to clear the honor I stained by arguing that Haku be treated as a hostile entrant."
He knew Homura would understand exactly what he was doing. Young Naruto was the youngest and newest clan head in Leaf. And he'd angered him less than two weeks ago when he returned from his "C" turned "A-Class" mission. He needed to be in the young man's good graces or at least get to a neutral position.
Danzo was no fool. He knew just how pivotal Naruto would be for his and the Leaf's future. It was the reason why he'd been trying to convince Hiruzen to grant him guardianship over the young blonde for more than a decade now.

AN: Wrote the vast majority of this today. It was supposed to be a short chapter and then the characters gave me more information and details. Hope it doesn't suck. Anyways, wanted to ask readers to let me know in their reviews 1) if they wanted Kimmimaro, the bone user to enter into a relationship with Naruto and Haku, and 2) why or why not?
I've outlined the story with a threesome and without, but I want to know how readers feel. This is not to say that I will decide to write what is most popular. I just think your inputs would help me better flush out my concepts. Thanks.
So please review and tell me yes or no to Kimmimaro. Until next time!
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