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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: Arrghhhh, it was so hard writing this chapter! I hope you readers will enjoy this latest chapter. Please do review as I want to know what you think of how I’ve done -> FAIL or WIN? Thank you for reading! ☺

Tenebroso

It was a cool morning on the third day, the air slightly damp from the previous night’s rain. There was a crisp and clean quality to the pale morning light that filtered into their bedroom through the window curtains. Minato reluctantly got up from their bed, unwilling to leave the warmth of the blankets and Naruto who remained soundly asleep, a rare fortunate event in the recent light of his inexplicable nightmares that frequently kept him up.

Finished dressing up in his Hokage robes, he smiled fondly at the sight of Naruto sleeping so peacefully in their bed. It was almost nostalgic and at the same time, an entirely new experience. It seemed like a lifetime ago when he was with Kushina and had looked at her fondly in the same way he was doing now. He was tempted to kiss him awake but he did not want to disturb Naruto’s sleep so he merely brushed his whiskered cheek.

“I’ll see you later. Sleep well, Naruto.”

With a soft click of the door closing, Minato was gone.

A beige envelope with the Konoha General Hospital logo, a leaf swirl in the center of a red cross, was on his desk. Minato took it and was surprised to find that he was trembling slightly. Was it from excitement or apprehension? He swallowed as he took his kunai to cut open the envelope. Employing unusual care, he gently slid the thin papers out. Finally holding the report in his hands, Minato took a deep breath before reading.

Ah.

So, Naruto was indeed an Uzumaki. Minato felt his lips turn up into a smile. How fortuitous and ironic. Deciding that he didn’t need to read the rest of the report, he was about to burn it when he caught sight of his own name in the report. Huh, why was his name in there? Intrigued, Minato read the report once again with a keen eye.

“…What’s this? The DNA results show that I’m actually related to Naruto…? That half of his DNA is a 99.5% match with mine and the other half is a match with Kushina’s… which means that…”

Minato’s eyes widened in disbelief and an ugly twisting sensation was in the pit of his belly. Feeling a chill settle on him, he whispered the damning words, “Naruto’s Kushina’s and my son?!”

Impossible.

Naruto was only a year younger than him. How he could have fathered a child as a one-year old baby? He was also pretty sure that Kushina had never been pregnant when he was with her – she could not become pregnant without running great risk to herself and Konoha as Kyuubi would attempt to break free when she gave birth. Could it have been an error in the test? Was it a very poor and tasteless joke on the hospital staff’s part? (If it was, he was not amused.)

But no, the tests were practically infallible with all the rigorous screening and stringent regulations put in place by Tsunade. The results were impossible to tamper with. Even so, they were completely ludicrous – perhaps, they had resulted from one of those exceedingly rare faulty tests, which did sometimes happen despite all precautions. You just couldn’t go against the laws of nature and time; just how the hell would he have fathered a child with Kushina, who was only one younger than him?! He didn’t even like Kushina that much anymore.

…Laws of nature and time being broken. Oh. No. No. No, it was not just possible. Time-travel was mere fantasy, crackpot theories that could never exist! But then again, he was already abusing the space/time fabric with his Hiraishin jutsu – why not time-travel or alternate dimension hopping? Minato made a strangled noise in the back of his throat as he vehemently tried to deny what his overactive mind was coming up with. But it was already too late, the seed of poisonous doubt planting itself.

It was as though the blinds had been removed from his eyes. He could not help but see just how much Naruto really resembled Kushina and himself now. How had he not noticed that they had the same eyes, albeit with different colours? Or that Naruto had her facial structure? And not to mention the blond hair and blue eyes that must have come from himself… Was it really possible that Naruto was his and her son from an alternate reality?

…If I did have a son…I would probably have picked Naruto as his name.

In silence, Minato folded the report neatly and with barely a moment’s hesitation, he ripped it into shreds with vehemence. He set the new confetti on fire for good measure. He would have to erase the hospital records in due turn. A low weak laugh escaped his mouth as he slowly slumped in his seat, covering his eyes. Indeed, ignorance was bliss.

It was fortunate for Kushina that Minato was so distracted by his new revelation, for at the same time, she was breaking into the Hokage Tower’s basement that also served as a special library that could only be accessed by the Hokage and authorized personnel. Good thing that she was quite capable at unraveling the seal wards just enough to let her in without tripping any alarms. Thanks to the time spent at Mito-hime’s side as a young child preparing for her duty as the next jinchuuriki, she was also quite familiar with the place.

The library was dark and smelled musty, the odour of aging paper and ink mixing with the faint woody scent. Flicking on her torchlight, she carefully crept through the narrow aisles, her keen eyes scanning the labels for the information she was looking for.

“…Yes, this is it!”

With a triumphant grin, Kushina faced the correct shelf and ran her fingers across the book spines, dislodging dust. Angling her torchlight to get better lighting, she noticed that one of the books was noticeably cleaner and less dusty than the rest on the shelf. Grinning, she gently took the book with a quiet “Jackpot!”

The book she now held in her hands was the most complete record of fuinjutsu in Konoha. It not only contained Konoha’s collection of seals; it also stored a wide variety of seals from other countries including even Snow Country’s unique energy-generating seals. As such, this book was an extremely rare and precious treasure considering the rarity of fuinjutsu experts and was thus stored carefully in the Hokage Library. Hopefully, she should be able to find out what the Heaven Seal was, or at the very least, deduce some new clues.

Just as stealthily as she came in, Kushina carefully left the place with her new acquisition, restoring the seals as she went. It was common sense and procedure not to leave your traces behind – an ingrained shinobi instinct as well as her extensive pranking experience coming into play. Her break-in would not be discovered for quite a while to come, most likely never – the book would be back on its shelf in time for the next routine check.

Kushina grinned smugly to herself in satisfaction.

While the fact that Naruto was his biological son was incontrovertible, it was also just as undeniable that they had been intimate several times over. Minato surprisingly, didn’t regret it one bit, not even the slightest as soon as he got over his initial immense shock and dismay. So what if they were related by blood? As far as he was concerned, it didn’t change a single thing about he felt about Naruto and their relationship. To confess though, he still couldn’t wrap his mind around the concept that he’d had actually married Kushina in another reality and subsequently had Naruto.

In some ways, he actually felt closer to Naruto now, knowing that they were biologically related. They were not only connected emotionally but in blood as well. It was oddly reassuring – an emotional bond could be broken like his relationship with Kushina had been but a blood bond could never be severed. It also explained why he had felt such a strong and inexplicable connection to the young man, as though he had been waiting all his life just to meet him. (Well, he supposed that the other him had indeed been waiting for the birth of his son.) Minato felt his lips rise into a faint wry smile at the thought. He also pondered how and why Naruto might have ended up here in his reality.

Recalling Naruto’s grievously injured state when he found him unconscious in Kusa the first time they met, never failed to upset him but this time, he was even more upset – someone had aimed to kill Naruto who was not only his lover but of his flesh and blood. If he ever got the chance to meet the perpetrator, he would definitely give him a slow and painful death.

Feeling considerably calmer after all those hours of brooding, Minato decided to take the day off. He was going to speak with Naruto about the truth. He needed to reaffirm that his feelings weren’t a lie caused by genetics.

After leaving a note behind on his desk for his secretary, Minato jumped from his window. Gracefully flipping over in the air to land on the nearest roof, he immediately blurred into motion, appearing like a yellow streak to any observer.

Naruto was quite surprised when Minato slammed the door open, his chest heaving with exertion. He was in the middle of drying the dishes and had been planning to go to the office to collect a mission scroll afterwards. Quickly putting the wet plate on the rack and tossing the towel on the kitchen table, he asked in concern, “Hey, what’s wrong? It’s not even noon yet.”

Naruto never expected to hear the words from Minato, “You are my biological son, aren’t you?”

His heart stuttered. How had Minato found out?! He had to salvage the situation as quickly as possible, anxiety making his pulse speed up. God, what if Minato was totally disgusted and angry with him and wanted to break up? He didn’t think that he could handle it – he would be so lost and alone. With a false laugh, Naruto managed an indulgent smile and said, “Don’t be silly. How could I be your son? That’s impossible.”

Naruto turned back to the sink to continue his chores but Minato took the opportunity to push him into the kitchen counter, pressing himself to his back and pushing his hands flat on the counter surface. He stiffened in shock and his pulse jumped. He looked at Minato’s distorted reflection in the metal surface of the sink and demanded querulously, “What are you doing? Let me go.”

“…Naruto. I already know the truth. The DNA tests don’t lie. You are Kushina’s and my son from another reality, right?” Minato whispered into his ear. Naruto schooled his face into a blank poker face and tersely replied, “But the DNA tests aren’t 100% correct. It must be a fluke. I don’t think it’s a very funny joke you’re playing on me, Minato.”

Minato only chuckled and he started rubbing small circles into Naruto’s wrists with his thumbs. He replied, “Nice try. That’s what I also thought too at first. But there were too many other factors that supported the outlandish truth. One, your blood and mine are of the same type. Two, you use Wind-natured chakra, the same chakra type as me, which also happens to be quite rare in Fire Country. Elemental affinities also tend to be passed down in the family. Three…you look just like Kushina and me.”

Naruto remained silent but Minato could tell that his words had struck home as he was trembling in his grasp. He was frightened. It was a wonder that Naruto wasn’t trying to break free now. Releasing Naruto’s wrists and placing his hands on slim hips in front of him, Minato kissed the back of Naruto’s neck, feeling him still in shock. He declared, “But it doesn’t matter. You’re Naruto, the man whom I love dearly, whether or not we are blood relatives.”

Minato was telling the truth. Holding Naruto in his arms, he still felt the strong desire to keep him close, to kiss his lips and touch his body. He still wanted Naruto even if they were biologically father and son. If anything, the fact they were related only made him keener to have Naruto – the thought that Naruto wouldn’t exist if he (to be more precise, the other him) had not been the father gave him a thrill. It was like he owned Naruto’s very existence. Naruto, of his flesh, bone and blood, was his in every conceivable way.

Naruto barely comprehended what Minato had just said. He was aware that they were related and he…didn’t care? He still loved him? He would have thought he was dreaming if not for the warm lips on his neck and the pressure of the body behind him. Placing his hands on Minato’s hands, he softly asked, “Really…? You already know the truth and you still want me?”

Minato didn’t give him a verbal response, choosing to thoroughly kiss the doubts out of him. When they finally broke for air, Naruto was grinning stupidly, a relieved glee flooding through him. He also felt lighter, the burden of hiding such a big secret finally gone. He felt like exactly like the time he had successfully mastered and completed the Rasengan or the time he had mastered the Sage form or better still, when he had defeated Kyuubi. He felt like he could do anything.

With a sly glint in his eye, he smiled at Minato, “So, do you have the rest of the day off?”
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Tenebroso	By : ofphenwa Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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