Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

Warmth of a Cold Touch	By : ChocolateRedVelvet Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4563 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and make no profit from it

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
Caution: This is the writer's first draft.
Rating: Adult

Pairing: Naruto/Haku; potential Naruto/ Kimimaro/Haku

Warnings: m/m, slash, language, fantasy, OOC, male pregnancy jutsu mentioned

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Masashi Kishimoto. This disclaimer applies to all following chapters.

Chapter Six
"Dead-last."
Naruto almost stopped at the insult. Key word being almost, but then he remembered the comment Haku muttered the last and only time the brunet brought him lunch during one of Team Seven's few training sessions. "Only fools and weaklings listen to insults. Master Zabuza would never stand for this."
Naruto hadn't been able to hold back his responsive flinch. It hurt to hear Haku make such a statement, especially since he wasn't near Naruto and spoke low enough that only his demon chakra enhanced hearing could pick up his words. So, he knew Haku spoke the plain truth and wasn't sugar coating his statements as he normally might.
Since then Naruto hadn't answered to any of the negative titles Sasuke gifted him with. He started that very afternoon. It had been an especially long training session. Thankfully, they hadn't met since then.
Kakashi was giving them another break from team meetings. This time it was for one week. He was really starting to realize just how lazy Kakashi was. It had been two weeks since they came back from Wave and he and his team only met three times. Granted those two weeks were very busy for Naruto, but if not for Haku he wouldn't have learned anything during that time. Honestly Haku was more of his sensei than Kakashi was.
"Oh, Dobe. I'm talking to you."
It seemed Sasuke was unwilling to let go of the nicknames. Really, Naruto was starting to understand why Haku gripped about how Sharingan users never let anything go. He and the only faithful Uchiha still didn't get along. Apparently, Sasuke found it difficult to let go of the fact that Haku was just the better ninja.
Naruto couldn't help wondering if Itachi's rampage was in response to some slight and not insanity like all the villagers claimed. He wouldn't put it past a genius Sharingan user to blow something so out of proportion.
He continued on to his destination, not bothering to acknowledge his teammate. He had more important things to worry about…like what he was going to order for lunch. Haku was a…not very nice person when it came to Naruto's health. The pretty brunet gave Naruto a list of foods he was supposed to eat, how often and when and nowhere on the list was ramen. It was more than a little difficult to adjust, and he was finding that he missed the taste of Ramen and the presence of Ayume and her father.
Thankfully, Haku did, give Naruto freebie days: Fridays. Today just happened to be Friday. He was considering ordering ramen or maybe, just maybe he should try something different. He'd never been to this restaurant and it was shinobi owned so he didn't have to worry about service.
Decisions. Decisions.
He was just at the door to the restaurant where he was supposed to meet Iruka-sensei when someone reached for him. His training kicked in and he responded automatically. His left fist swung out as his right leg took a step back.
He received a grunt and a groaned, "Shit," in response. He knew from the sound of cartilage cracking under pressure that he just broke his assailant's nose.
He took a full step back to see whom he hit.
Sasuke.
Oh.
People around them stopped to see what was going on and what was going to happen. No doubt they expected a fight. Too bad Naruto wasn't in the mood. Normally, he would be all for showing the villagers just how much stronger he was than the bastard, but for some reason, he knew if he engaged in battle with Sasuke in the middle of the street, Haku would have an earful to say to him when he returned to their apartment. He immediately pictured sweet Haku tearing into him like a fishmonger's wife. He shuddered.
"Oh, sorry, Sasuke, but you should know better than to do anything swift like that around another ninja. Love to talk but I'm kind off a little short on time." He waved at the brunet and kept going.
He grinned at the thought of actually having something productive to do today. Haku was a great friend and a just as awesome helper. This morning after their spar and after dropping the three-ton information about their newly acquired finances, he sat Naruto down and talked to him about Clan Uzumaki.
They talked, and talked and talked some more.
They…well he talked so much Naruto zoned out and almost fell asleep. Just when he thought he couldn't take anymore Haku started talking about their newly acquired land and what he should do with it. The new topic perked Naruto's interest a little but it wasn't nearly as exciting as new techniques and jutsus, so he only paid a little attention. Then Haku mentioned how a very good clan leader showed the kind of qualities that a village wanted in their Hokage.
That was when Naruto began listening intently.

Haku kept his face relaxed as he walked around the store. He looked at the wares and found most of them lacking, but he kept his disgust of his face. The lighting was poor, the clothing was dull, and most of the knives and swords were just a little too lackluster. This was not the kind of shop he would normally shop in. Haku was only here to gain a little intelligence, and maybe just a little revenge. Okay, a lot.
After all, this was the shop Naruto purchased that horrible jumpsuit from.
He just turned the left corner of the middle aisle when someone, a female, called out to him. He slowly glanced to where the voice seemed to be coming from. A middle aged woman with dark blue and crow's feet around her eyes, smiled at him. she walked toward him. "Welcome, to my shop. How can I help you?" she said with a slight bow.
Haku was not impressed he'd been in the shop for more than three minutes and could have stolen countless number of items while alone. Actually, he had taken quite a few things. Sure, the shop had security but it was nothing he couldn't bypass. Master Zabuza didn't always want to pay for his supplies, especially when there was the chance that he could be recognized when making a purchase.
Haku was very good at the five-finger discount. He already replenished his senbon collection with their highest quality needles and had even acquired a sword for Naruto and himself, along with a whole new wardrobe for the blond. The orange simply had to go.
The items were currently sealed in a scroll sitting above his left pectoral.
It really was foolish of civilians to open a shop that catered to ninja without having an experienced ninja design the security system. Leaf shinobi might be too kind to steal from their villagers, but Haku wasn't so sweet. A little genjutsu, two nimble hands, and a lot of time alone and the shop was short inventory. At least it would be when an employee checked.
The woman reached him and looked at him expectantly. Haku realized he hadn't answered the shopkeeper. No doubt, she found him slow.
"Sorry, I was just admiring your lovely wares." He followed the statement with his widest smile.
The woman bowed slightly. "Thank you, Mistress for your lovely compliment. Now how can I serve you?"
"I'm afraid I made a mistake. You see my friend is the first in her family to become a shinobi and while I was visiting with her, well I am a calligrapher…and had a consignment due…and it was late at night… and I saw her fine parchment. I didn't think," Haku explained and blushed in feigned embarrassment. "It turns out the parchment was for sealing. I wish to replace it before she notices it is missing."
The woman chuckled. "Yes, such mistakes happen. I made such a mistake once. Sealing paper is of such fine quality, normal people don't suspect it to find a purpose in such rough hands." The woman turned and gestured for Haku to follow her. "I will show you our finest collection of sealing paper."
No question. Suna had it right. In that hidden village, only a current or former shinobi could sell combat wares. No doubt the rule was written after one too many shopkeepers were killed for making a condescending comment like the one she just made. Suna ninja were notoriously short tempered, worse than Cloud's.
They reached the parchment section and Haku barely managed to keep his surprise off his face. Talk about inflated prices. But it was the nature of the game. No store's prices were concrete. You were expected to haggle. This was one of the first lessons Haku taught Naruto. While healing in Wave, he didn't have much to do so he helped Tsunami a bit and his favorite chore was food shopping. He dragged Naruto along a number of times. Haku was genuinely surprised to find Naruto trying to pay the advertised price for food items.
It certainly explained why the boy had such poor quality stuff, along with Haku's anger toward Kakashi and The Third. They were the closest adults the boy had and should have taught him such a lesson. As he got to know Naruto better, Haku was finding that the blond knew very few of the things most people learned growing up with parents or simply adults who gave a damn.
This shop was one of the many who took advantage of Naruto's ignorance.
It was time for payback and really, Haku did need a few more rolls of sealing paper.
Ten minutes later, Haku left the store with at least a month's worth of the store's highest quality sealing paper purchased at half the listed price. The woman was surprised to see just how well he bargained and she'd been unwilling to let a definite sale go. He also had enough general, good quality sealing paper to last him for three months thanks to a five-finger discount.
Not bad, especially since it wasn't even noon yet.

Kimimaro stared in the lavender eyes of the blonde little girl looking up at him. The adoration in her gaze made him uneasy. She had the same eyes as the other seven children he removed from the underground laboratory, but her gaze was more piercing. "What do you want?" he bit, unwilling to take anymore of her appreciative looks. He knew that as soon as she understood just who and what he was, she would stop seeing him that way.
"Thank you." While the children might not be old enough to really understand what was going on, but they knew the doctor hurt them and with her death they wouldn't be hurting anymore. Still, Kimimaro didn't want or need their praise. He simply did the task required of him.
"For what?" he asked. "I completed my mission. Nothing more. Nothing less." He turned and gestured to the old woman hiding in the shadows that covered the back left corner of the room. She slinked forward with uneasy steps. She glanced around the room, taking in the toddlers and young children that sat huddled in the middle. Her gaze tightened for the smallest second, long enough for Kimimaro to catch the response. She was not pleased to find her responsibilities were going to increase.
"For saving us from torture, insanity, and death."
He turned swiftly to regard the young child. She appeared to be six years old but the intelligence in her eyes and the words that came from her mouth were at least a decade above her image. "I saved you from nothing. You speak of things you do not understand."
She smiled. It was a slow smile filled with understanding and heartbreak and it made him want to take a step back. Only his sense of self made him keep his place. Her smile was so like Kabuto's, so unnatural, and yet so different as it made him think of security and sympathy rather than opportunistic glee and pain.
This child was dangerous. More so than Orichimaru's assistant.
"Your mission was your own. It was not done under your Master's guidance."
It wasn't. Orochimaru only knew that he was taking some time off to clean up trash ninja in the area. His master was tired of finding his most irritating and foolish men dead. Even if they were cannon fodder, he needed the numbers. Especially in light of his future plans. So he started regularly sending Kimimaro on clean up trips so he could work out his aggression away from his ninja.
This was only his third trip.
And the second time, he ran across a group of scientists working on children. The first time he'd been forced to kill three of the seven children, as they were already monsters. The kind of unintelligent beings Kabuto loved to create. This group was lucky. The blonde was determined to augment their natural abilities, rather than introduce the unknown just to see how it worked.
He stared at the little sunflower yellow haired girl in front of him and wondered just how much of her perceptiveness is natural and how much was a result of the doctor's genetic manipulations.
"She never touched me. I only arrived to her facilities the day before you rescued us."
"Can you read minds?"
She shook her head. "I am just incredibly perceptive. I see things that others ignore and read things as they are."
"I see." And he did. This child was a thousand times more dangerous than Kabuto. Even Master Orichimaru himself. He wondered if any other the other were just as talented.
"Master Kimimaro?" the elderly woman called out just before he started for the door. He turned and regarded her for a moment.
She bowed low. "Pardon me, Master, but the funds provided will not be enough for me to properly care for the additional children."
"I understand." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the two of the three small bags retrieved from the doctor's clinic. He threw them to the woman. She swiftly plucked them from the air, her quick actions testament to her ninja training. "Thank you, Master."
He did not reply. Kimimaro found it fitting that the money he stole from the doctor would be used to care for the children she purchased as slaves.

High noon rays from the sun hit the glass in his hand and refracted as he swirled the juice in the goblet. Danzo took in the beauty of the cup and the play of light. Clear, fingernail sized gemstones ran the perimeter of the middle. Diamonds.
His agents acquired the item during one of their operations in Iron. It was a kill and burn. The target was a trafficker and spy who masqueraded as a simple merchant. He sold dangerous drugs that targeted ninja and pandered secrets. The mission had benefited Leaf to a greater amount than he ever expected. It turned out the young merchant was a better salesman and spy than the intelligence ever alluded. Root found over a 100,000 ryo in cold, hard cash and then there were the jewel faceted home goods.
He pursued his lips and considered the situation he discovered today.
Naruto and Haku sparred this morning as they usually did. And, as Danzo normally did, he had the duo watched. His ninja could already see the difference between the two boys skill, especially the blond. Danzo was a big picture man and he couldn't wait to see just how far Naruto went. The boy could destroy Leaf or build it up.
It eased his cold heart to find that the two were already making grand plans for the land they acquired. He gifted the small clan with the land to get in good with the two. Their age, Naruto's neglectful upbringing, and Haku's immigrant status didn't fill him with the greatest hope. He began seeing Naruto as just another tool, one that could be easily discarded.
Today, the information his agents brought him was making him change his mind. Apparently, the young brunet knew a great black out jutsu that prevented his people from hearing anything the two spoke about, but when he ended the jutsu and just before the two departed, Haku and Naruto briefly spoke of the goals they had for the land they now owned.
Danzo glanced over the sheet that detailed what his ninja overheard. It was a simple, but promising plan. It gave him a glimpse of what the two could became, especially the young clan head.
The child could do so much with proper guidance. The question is did Danzo want to play the role of the kind learned man or the cruel tyrant.
The real question is could he even play the former. That was normally Hiruzen's role.
But Hiruzen failed the child. While it was too soon for Naruto to know just how much, Danzo knew with time, and a little guidance, The Third's carefully buried secrets would come to light.
Contrary to popular belief, Danzo was not a proud man. He did not see himself as Leaf's savior. He simply believed he was a man doing what he must to aid the village he loved.
He was in the same position when he started Root as he was now. Danzo needed to do what he must to better Leaf. Young Naruto needed guidance and Hiruzen had already shown himself unable or unwilling to provide that aide. Homura was already taking steps to be the blond's mentor. However, Homura was more of a political powerhouse. Danzo was a military strategist. Uzumaki needed to be strong politically and militarily to be able to maintain his independence. Otherwise, he would be run over by the ninja and civilian clans and families.
Danzo placed his glass on the table, stood from his seat and made his way to the right corner of the room. He placed his hand upon a finely etched reflective glass window. A picture of a geisha tying up her hair was detailed upon the mirror. He placed his left hand upon the glass and watched it warm up from his body heat. After five minutes, it accepted his handprint and living status and the lock released.
One large scroll and two smaller scrolls lay inside the hidden cubicle. Uzumaki was written across the big one, while Namikaze was depicted on the other two.
Leaf needed a strong Naruto whether he used the surname Namikaze or Uzumaki. Danzo was prepared to do all he must to make sure the genin continued the legacy of his forefathers, even defy the Hokage himself.

"Oy, Uzumaki. Long time no see."
Naruto was on his way to compare the prices at one of the three stores on the list he and Haku agreed to check out when someone called to him.
Naruto turned swiftly at that voice. He knew it all too well, though usually it was boisterous and just a little condescending. He was surprised to hear there was none of that in the tone.
"Hey, Kiba, what's up?" he called out as he placed the pricelist the storeowner gave him for the most popular and generally used construction tools and supplies in his pocket.
The speaker was of medium height and male with dark brown hair and eyes. He had distinctive red tattoos down both his cheeks and larger than normal incisors. They were currently very visible in his broad, white smile.
"Where you been, Uzumaki? I never see you around." Kiba patted him heavily on the shoulder in greeting.
"I've been around since our C turned A rank mission. Just been busy," he replied.
Coming up behind the brunet was Hinata, a dark haired female and Shino, a heavily dressed brunet teenage boy who always wore glasses. Naruto nodded to the two of them. "Hey guys."
The girl turned bright red and nodded her head in acknowledge. She opened her mouth to say something but seemed unable to get past her stutter. Naruto felt bad for her and hoped the day would come quickly when she got over her speech issue. It just made her seem so much weirder than usual.
"Busy?" Kiba chuckled. The sound was just a little dark and amused. "Dude, you're a clan head. I'm surprised you have time to sleep. My mom is always bitching about what she's got to do cause of her title and she's got tons of help from the clan itself."
Naruto blushed and his right hand through the strands at the back of his head. He didn't really think anyone would care that he was now the head of the tiny clan Uzumaki, but apparently, the news got around and it was a popular topic of conversation. Kiba wasn't the type of person to hear about it otherwise. At least this time the gossipers were talking about something right he did, rather than a prank.
Not that he minded when they spoke of his pranks. As a matter of fact, he loved that attention, but he supposed now that he was clan head and really going to do the groundwork to be Hokage he couldn't do such things. Or so Haku said.
"Congratulations, Master Uzumaki."
Naruto turned to Shino at the sound of his emotionless voice. He was another creepy one, but he seemed like a good guy. "Oy! Don't call me that. We're classmates, friends even. I'm just Naruto."
"Thank you, Naruto for allowing me to speak to you on a first name basis."
Shino always one of those kids that were a stickler for rules. "Uh, you're welcome." Naruto looked over the three of them. They appeared exhausted and sweaty. "Did you guys just come from a mission or team meeting?"
"I…It was a m…mission."
Naruto was a little surprised to hear Hinata answer. The girl avoided talking to him like he was the plague. He figured she was one of the people whose parents didn't like him because of the Nine-Tails and told their children to stay away from him.
Most of the Hyuuga were cool with him, but she seemed to go out of her way not to say anything when he was around.
"Yeah, it was a C Rank one, just guiding a merchant home and back." Kiba chuckled. "And we weren't lucky enough to meet an A rank assassin on the way. Just bandits."
"Hey! You say that like it was our fault that someone wanted to kill our client."
Kiba laughed. "Only you, Uzumaki. You've just got that kind of luck. How many of your pranks were perfectly planned but wetn wrong because of some freak of nature accident?"
"Too many," Naruto muttered, thinking back to his bad luck.
He got damn right indigent when he heard a light chuckle from Shino, the normally silent boy. Even Shino was laughing at his bad luck.
"Fine. I've got rotten luck."
Kiba swiped a hand across his forehead, taking away the sweat that gathered there. "How about I make it up to you for clowning on you? Let's get a drink or two together later tonight."
Naruto's eyes widened. He was surprised by Kiba's offer. Though they hung out and played pranks together they weren't very close and it had been some time since they meet to prank villagers. "You want to hit the bar?"
"Yup. Why don't we all meet up tonight, say around eight?" Kiba asked while looking at his teammates.
Hinata's gaze dropped and she shook her head. "I…I…can't. I have to meet with my family."
"I too must decline the gracious invite. I will not lie. My partners require rest and replenishment."
Naruto's gaze tightened on the stoic brunet, wondering what partners he was talking about. Huh, he must have an animal partner like Kiba. Though where was he hiding the poor beast?
"Oh, okay." Kiba's voice was just a little dejected. Then he seemed to remember something. "Oh, I'll ask the other rookies and ask if they want to meet up. I'm sure Choji will be down as he's been complaining about wanting to actually go to a bar now that we're genin and allowed but Shikamaru never wanted to go."
"Sounds like fun. You gonna ask around cause I've kind of got a list of things to do before then."
"Sure, sure," Kiba readily agreed. "I'll see you at eight at the Red Bush."
"Got it."

This might not have been the best idea.
Naruto realized this a little too late. The Red Bush was already packed and it was unusual in that it catered to both ninja and civilians. The place was so full there was barely room for people to move. But the closeness seemed to heighten every one's pleasure.
Naruto, Kiba, and Choji were standing to the left side of the bar, farthest from the door, singing a ridiculous song about a ninja, a kunai, and sexy torture kunoichi, while Haku and Ino sat at a nearby table, watching them and laughing at their antics.
So far the night had been good. Of course it didn't last.
Once the song ended, and Ino threatened them out of singing another, Choji drank the last of his latest beer and slammed it on the table. Apparently, he had more beer than Naruto remembered counting or the boy just had truly poor eyesight when liquored up because when he lifted his hand he knocked aside the drink beside him. It just so happened to belong to someone outside their group and the guy took offense.
The man pushed Choji and normally gentle Choji responded with an upper right cut. It wasn't long until a full out brawl happened between everyone at the bar. Luckily, none of the shinobi pulled out any jutsu. Everyone was just using their fists. However, Naruto wasn't feeling thankful about that fact. He was worried about Haku.
He convinced the brunet to come to the bar and met his friends/ former classmates. Haku hadn't been really receptive of the idea of meeting them in such a place, especially for the first time.
He thought it gave his mates the wrong impression.
Somehow he didn't think a bar brawl was the right one.
He wrapped his arm around Haku's waist and led the way to the door. He wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.
Naruto was an estimated three steps away from the exit when a body plowed into him and pushed him back at least half a foot.
"Where do you think you're going, Nine-Tails brat?"
The words were softly spoken, but the threat cut through the air. Three men fighting to the right of the door stopped and looked at Naruto and the man standing in his way. All three pairs of eyes were wide with surprise and just a little fear.
Naruto looked up at the man in front of the exit. He was tall, standing at least six feet and thickly muscled. He was definitely a strength versus agility person. He had black hair and eyes with darkly tanned olive skin. The characteristic that gave Naruto pause was the small amount of chakra he read from him.
The man was either a civilian or had a damned devious method of hiding his chakra signal.
"Move," Naruto bit out.
The man grinned and it was feral. "Make me, Nine-Tails."
"You have just violated the Third's Law."
He laughed. "As if The Third is going to do anything about it. People have been violating that law for years now. After all your nature isn't a secret, demon." The man leaned forward, invading Naruto's personal space and forcing the blond to smell his atrocious breath. "Like I said before make me."
"You do realize you are starting an altercation with a clan leader?"
The question came from the most unexpected source. Ino.
There was a flicker of unease in the barrel-chested man's eyes at her words, but it lasted only for a moment. He took a step forward and reached for Haku. "You, sweet thing, should know better than to hang out with the demon."
His hands never reached the brunet. Naruto stood in front of Haku and brandished his kunai. "You'll have to go through me."
"My pleasure."
The man swung at Naruto. That was when all hell broke loose.

AN: *head* desk. For some reason I'm not really happy with this, but I can't actually find anything wrong with it. To be honest when I first wrote I was more than a little pleased, but when I did my spell-check read through I wasn't. Anyway, review!
Yaoi Dynamics: Since people have asked or commented: Yes, this is a yaoi story and yes, Naruto will always top in his relationships, whether that is just with Haku or if he enters a relationship with Kimi. Secondly, if Kimi joins the duo, it would be as Naruto's submissive lover only. He would not interact sexually with Haku. I just don't see the two working that way.
On the Threesome: I hope you guys continue to send in your reviews and comment on whether or not you want Kimi to join the relationship. the majority seems to be for the threesome ( I think cause of the extra loving and smut potential). It seems that lot of those who aren't for Kimi, are opposed on the basis that the character is too cold. I am hoping that as I continue to show more of my Kimi you might have a clearer picture on whether a threesome would be a good idea or not. My goal is to do a good job showing you the side of him that I see. You can, of course, still vote no, but I hope it won't be because Kimi is one-dimensional.
PS: I am absolutely blown away with the reviews I received for the last two chapters. I can't believe I made it to 100 reviews. I guess you guys want to read my story. Thank you so much for the love. It means a lot, especially since I fell sick pretty much literally after I posted the last chapter and am still not even at 75% now.
Until next time.
- 6
- 7
- 8
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Warmth of a Cold Touch