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Loneliness' Child	By : narugal101 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 6
A few weeks passed, and the golden-haired child was beginning to get a bit more settled in at Iruka’s ap-art-ment. There were several concepts that eluded the boy, but he was beginning to adjust. Currently he was learning how to boil water for something Iruka called, “ramen.”
As he turned the burner on high, the shine from the water in the saucepan caught his eye, and then he felt himself lost in his thoughts.
The only thing he was having trouble with was the constant ache in his chest and the ever-present feeling of being abandoned. Well, it was between that and Iruka constantly hovering over him as though he were as fragile as a baby chick.
A slight smile slowly made its way across the whiskered face. Iruka is so ridiculous! He had never had anyone actually care what happened to him, or for that matter, about his well-being, or how he was feeling. Honestly he didn’t know quite how to take it.
Naruto’s growing smile died a quick death as he remembered that at one time, he had had such a person. Or rather, I thought I did, he quickly amended, and that bastard never cared one way or the other about me. He was just playing a cruel joke that he thought would be more effective if he pretended to care.
“Naruto!” Iruka’s voice was like a wake-up call, sharply bringing him out of his thoughts. “The water is about to boil over!”
Sure enough, the water that was supposed to be tamely boiling little bubbles in the saucepan was now an army of angry frothy, super-pissed bubbles that were quickly raging out of control over the edge of the saucepan.
Cursing Naruto quickly ran to find something to mop up the ever-growing mess with, but started to panic as he realized any item that met that criteria seemed to be hiding from him. It also never occurred to him to turn the heat from the burner off so the army of angry boiling bubbles rampaged on, not caring who’s carefully constructed reserve of patience it used up.
Truly feeling frustrated at not knowing what to do, Naruto started to cry, tears of frustration making their way down his face.
Iruka, trying not to smile, quickly rectified the situation. Lifting the pot off of the burner, he set it on another burner that was cool to the touch, reached in the drawer and quickly ended the bubble army’s rampage, and then proceeded to turn the active burner off.
However, upon seeing Naruto’s tears his amusement quickly changed into mother-hen mode.
“What’s wrong Naruto?” Automatically pulling the boy into a hug, Iruka quickly realized his mistake as he found himself pushed several feet back, despite his innocent attempt at comfort.
Oh shit, looks like I did it again, Iruka winced as he realized what Naruto’s now red pupils represented.
In the past, it seemed as though Naruto had become so conditioned at receiving physical harm that he automatically reverted to his fighting instinct. Unlike most fighting instincts Naruto had named his, and the name was Kyuubi.
Kyuubi was made up of almost entirely of fighting rage; however, he could be reasoned with if the person that instigated his presence was good at applying logic.
Luckily, Iruka was already used to dealing with this particular conundrum.
“It’s just me Kyuubi.” He calmly told the red-eyed teenager. Iruka realized for the first time in this moment what a strange turn his life had truly taken.
“Iruka?” a deep gravelly, seemingly ageless voice boomed back at him. “What did you do this time?”
“I went to hug him because he was crying,” Iruka swore as he went on, “I should have remembered that he’s not used to being touched.”
As if sensing Iruka’s self-bereavement, Kyuubi sought to somehow make this kind-hearted human understand why his master was so discomfited.
“Iruka it is not your attempts at comfort that have caused me to appear.” Iruka’s head came up at that.
“Then what is it?” the brown-haired man asked.
“It is the memories of that bastard’s betrayal that were coursing through his head at the moment you tried to embrace him.” Kyuubi explained, having to tighten his own instincts as anger coursed through him. “This is why my master keeps struggling. But please, don’t give up on him; he truly does care for you.”
“I would never give up on him!” Iruka hissed, furious that such a thought had ever entered the entity’s head. “I will keep trying as many times as it takes to make him realize that not everyone is cruel. “
Iruka walked fearlessly up to where the teenager stood, and ruffled the blonde strands.
“I will eventually drum it into his head that he is worthy of being loved, and I don’t care how long it takes.” He locked eyes with Kyuubi, making the fighting spirit realize just how determined this human really was.
Master doesn’t stand a chance against this kind of determination, Kyuubi reasoned. I will trust this human with my master, for now. Time will tell if he is true to his word.
“Very well,” Kyuubi tentatively agreed, “I will attempt to lessen my presence, and therefore, my master’s dependence on it. After all, it is partially my fault that he has become so unable to act socially.”
“That’s not true Kyuubi,” Iruka attempted to console the loyal servant; “you protected him when he needed it. If not for you there would not be a life to protect at all.”
Kyuubi inclined his head at Iruka’s words.
“You are a strange human, but your words do make sense. I will trust you with my master’s well-being for a time, unless I feel it necessary to appear. Goodbye until then, and take care of my master.”
As the feral red color started to dissipate from Naruto’s eyes, Iruka mumbled a silent farewell.
“Until that time Kyuubi.”
He caught Naruto’s body just as it would have hit the floor, embracing the boy’s body in a protective gesture Iruka felt his determination grow. I will protect Naruto now. Kyuubi left it to me and I won’t let him down.
Thinking of Naruto’s mishap with the water, Iruka sighed. Boy do I have my work cut out for me.
“The projections for this month….” Kakashi heard the nasally voice of one of his subordinates drown its way out of his head. Ever since then….his concentration hadn’t been worth shit.
No! He swore to himself vehemently, I told myself that this Child of Loneliness nonsense was over and done with!
NO KAKASHI, I’M AFRAID THAT THIS SITUATION IS FAR FROM “OVER AND DONE WITH!” A voice that seemed to come from nowhere suddenly thundered itself into his head.
The after effects of such a loud presence in his head made Kakashi feel nauseous.
He quickly threw out the excuse of, “I’m not feeling well,” to his subordinates and made his way to the privacy and comfort of his office.
He collapsed into his huge swiveling leather chair and brought his fingers up to rub his temples. His head felt like it was on fire and ached as though it held all of the memories of a thousand lifetimes.
A thousands lifetimes huh? Well you wouldn’t be too far off the mark in this case. Though it’s more like I am just trying to impose the importance of one particular lifetime upon you. The one where you royally fucked up, and if you continue down the path you’re on, one you’re about to fuck up again.
Kakashi felt a bit lightheaded as the realization that he had officially lost his mind filled him.
No you haven’t lost your mind, the voice supplanted for him; I really don’t have time to talk this whole thing through with you as I’ve had to for all the other lifetimes you’ve lived. Suffice it to say that I am going to lay it all out for you in black and white. If you don’t do anything this time I am done trying to get through that ridiculously thick skull of yours.
What exactly is it that you’re going to “lay out” for me? Kakashi asked, his curiosity overriding his fear of insanity, for the moment anyway.
Oh I think you know already, and in a way you’ve always known. You just weren’t ready to acknowledge it. Which is why I am having to take time out of my busy life to give you one simple warning.
Which is?
This is your last chance with him, if you fuck it up this time you won’t get another chance. He will fall in love with someone else, and find the happiness he should have found with you. And you will never realize what it is that you have lost.
Are we talking about that brat? Kakashi argued with the voice, because if you are, you can just forget—
I WAS NOT DONE TALKING YET!
Okay, please just stop yelling, my head can’t take it.
Whatever, stop being a whiny little bitch and take it, you definitely deserve so much more for the suffering you’ve made him endure. You have no idea what it is you’ve done and you don’t care. Frankly, I don’t even know why I am bothering with you at all.
Then why are you?
Because for some reason he still loves you, I don’t know how or why, but after all the shit you’ve pulled, he still deserves to be happy. Unfortunately that happiness lays with you, though the reason why still manages to elude me.
What you’re suggesting is insane.
The voice started to chuckle. No more insane than you having a conversation with a voice in your head.
He had a point there, Kakashi concluded. So what it is that you want me to do?
Well for starters you can pull your head out of your ass and realize the ramifications of what you’ve done by abandoning him. Did the memories of what you’ve done not sink in?
Kakashi felt the tirade of memories sweep by him as if some bizarre parade was being put on display just for him.
After he’d seen them all, the nausea returned in full force.
I did all of that?
Yup.
No wonder he’d responded the way he had upon meeting me again. I would react that way too if I was reunited with the person who’d betrayed me so cruelly.
It was no wonder that Naruto had responded the way he had. Kakashi was lucky the boy hadn’t separated his head from his shoulders.
I have to go get him and make him realize….
That would not be advisable right now, the voice cautioned, right now he is in a time and place that he doesn’t understand. At the very least he’s not in a position to be forgiving towards you or listen to your excuses. Hell Kyuubi would kill you for approaching him just on principle alone.
Irritation filled him at the name of that entity who was always making things more difficult for Naruto and him. That damn fox! Even thousands of years later he’s still getting in my way.
This time you deserve it, and you know why.
Guilt filled Kakashi’s being as he realized that the voice was right. Where do I even start?
Well I would suggest giving him a few months to adapt to the current time period. After all, this world is much different than the one he met you in.
Why are you even helping me? Kakashi asked, feeling curiosity once again fill his mind, you’re right, after everything I’ve done I definitely don’t deserve him.
That’s for sure, the voice sniffed disdainfully, but I have also done things to him that I have to make up for.
I see.
Hopefully you do have an inkling now as to what you have to do. Give him some time, but not too much or you will lose your chance. I cannot tell you when or where; the rest is up to you. I would say good luck but you really don’t deserve it. So until later.
Yeah, Kakashi didn’t know quite what else to say, later.
As the presence left his head Kakashi was left in a bit of a daze. The sheer amount of information that had been made clear to him was enough to bring him to his knees…or rather would have if he hadn’t been sitting in a chair.
He now had a clear picture of what Naruto was to him, what Kakashi had done to him, and exactly why he’d always felt the need to rescue the child of loneliness.
However, as the voice had said, he really didn’t deserve the chance he’d been given. But Kakashi was no fool, he generally learned from his mistakes and did everything he could to never make them again.
Sure this was an enormous mistake, made thousands of years ago.
Ma, I will get him back, determination filling him as if agreeing with his statement.
This time there would be even more obstacles. Not only would it be Kyuubi he would have to contend with, there would also be Iruka and Naruto himself.
Kakashi grinned, I won’t mind contending with Naruto so much though. In fact, I can think of quite a few ways we will both enjoy it.
Kakashi started planning a strategy in his mind for how he would achieve his goal. After all, he hadn’t been pursuing Loneliness’s Child his entire life to be stopped now.
End of Chapter
A/N To everyone reading this,
If it’s not clear to you, Kakashi now had his memories clearly and concisely back to exactly what he did to Naruto. Kakashi has never been one to not learn from his mistakes, as is evidenced by the anime. Anyway I know it’s been a while since the last update. I do not offer an apology for this; I am just acknowledging said truth. Anyway I will attempt to update again a bit sooner, but I make no promises. I do thank you for reading thus far, and hope you stay tuned for the next installment.
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