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Chapter List
- 7
- 8
- 9
Disclaimer: I�m
still working over my plan at holding Mr. Kishimoto at
gunpoint. Needs a tiny bit of tweaking however.

Chapter Summary:
This time, Naruto�s conversation with Kyuubi produces some interesting results.

*worships kayoko for being a great
beta*

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�You are growing up nicely��

Naruto moved his legs, stretching
them in front of him and idly scratched his stomach. He grumbled, �Stop
referring to me as if I was some potted house plant.�

Drip. Drip.

��But you still need my guidance.�

�I don�t need your goddamned so-called guidance. I�ll live my
life how I want to.�

�Not with me sealed inside you, you will not.�

Naruto resisted the urge to bash
his head against the floor. He hated that meddling demon.

�Why the negativity, little
boy?�

�Why do you even bother?� Naruto
asked tiredly.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

�Argh, that dripping noise is
giving me a headache. Make it stop.�

Fingers manifested against the blond�s head. They gently massaged his temples in small
circles, driving the discomfort away. It extracted a small groan of pleasure
from him.

�Look,� the voice commanded.

And so Naruto did. The grim,
featureless chamber began to dissolve. The darkness shimmered and lightened,
fluidly forming new, distinct shapes. Odd furniture came into view as different
hues bled into the wood, giving it dimensional realism. He blinked, turning his
head to survey the new surroundings. Even the dripping sound had magically
disappeared.

�Wow.�

�Is this more to your liking?�

�It looks like a bordello,� the youth remarked dryly.
�There�s even a bed.�

It was of the four-poster variety, draped with red silk and
thick fur. It was a beautiful room lit by smokeless, fire-blazing torches, even
if the d�cor was too rich and pompous looking for Naruto�s simple taste.

The faceless creature chuckled and Naruto stood up from his previous sitting position. He
padded forward, across the polished black marble to the far end of the room and
stopped. The obstacle in front of him was the thin, gold bars of Kyuubi�s cage. He could make out the paper seal fluttering
slightly above him and beyond that, pitch blackness.

�Fox,� he called out softly without turning around. He
reached out, rubbing his hand against the cool metal. �Will you show me your face this time
around?�

�Oh?� The creature was amused. �Dare I assume that you are
gaining some interest in me?�

�I like talking to people face to face. Is it a problem?�

Arms encircled his waist, palms dragging themselves up his
abdomen.

�None at all.�

Naruto couldn�t believe his
excitement. What did he care about that damned parasite and how it looked? He
knew that the demon fox would be beautiful, considering its vanity and
arrogance. That much he expected. Taking a deep breath, he pivoted around.

�Oh my God.�

The man before him was in fact�him. And yet, it wasn�t. It
was as if he was looking through a mirror that warped his very appearance,
molding it into something much more intimidating and sinister. Its features were
sharper, older. The hair considerably longer, an unbelievably
deep crimson colour. Even the demon�s body was
taller and broader. Then Kyuubi grinned widely.

�Out of all the forms I assumed over the centuries, this must
be a firm favourite.�

Naruto involuntarily shuddered and
sidestepped, itching to get away from the creature. That disturbing grin was
pronounced by long, gleaming fangs and each tooth was thin and razor-sharp. It
was a frightening sight.

The teenager averted his eyes, accidentally glancing down.
The mental image of a horse flashed across his mind and the demon�s grin
stretched even wider if possible.

�Does this form not please you?� The fiend enquired with false politeness
after Naruto continued to stand there, shocked.
�Should I become a woman?�

If its male body was beautiful, then the female version was
absolutely breathtaking. Constant training usually gave kunoichis slender, hard bodies and he had never seen a body
so voluptuous, such large full breasts or a waist so thin. The hair cascaded
over flawless, pale shoulders to caress shapely hips, resembling a waterfall of
blood. This�thing� practically oozed feminine
sexuality. Tsunade positively paled in
comparison. If Naruto was not aware of its true
identity, then he probably would have found himself on his knees, stunned from
the sight.

Naruto took another step backwards.
The demon in return, took a step forward. It was like the preview of a dangerous
dance. He could feel his control slipping. He had to get away from this
nightmare, he had to wake up.

�What is wrong?� the entity asked when the backs of Naruto�s legs touched the edge of the bed. �Is a big,
fearless ninja such as yourself afraid of little old me? Why, I am harmless!� A
serpentine tongue ran across the pointed teeth.

�D-Don�t be stupid, fox.� Naruto
inwardly cursed his faltering voice.

The plump, ruby lips drew themselves into a pout. �Then why
are you running away from me?� The boy flinched when the demon took his wrist,
placing his hand against its cheek. The skin felt petal-soft. �Do you not want
me? I know you like women as well as men.�

Kyuubi was mocking him. He could
see it in those exotic eyes. One of the nearby torches flared up, temporarily
turning the red irises into a fiery orange. His hand was pushed lower and lower,
brushing a stiff nipple until it was forced to cup one of those breasts.

�Stop it,� he gritted out. The temptation was becoming too
great. �You�re turning me on and I�m sure you won�t let me fuck you.� He
snatched his hand away and flopped backwards on the mattress. He closed his
eyes, muttering. �Bloody troublesome demon. Why the
hell was I stuck with the perverted one?�

�Hah. You are right. You have not earned the right to
copulate with me�dobe.�

Naruto felt his heart stop for a
second and his blue eyes snapped open. That voice was painfully familiar.
Obsidian orbs filled his view as a body straddled his hips. Lips were tugged in
that all too recognizable smirk.

�Is this better, Naruto?� It was
Sasuke�s mouth moving, forming those words.

The blond was gaping like a fish out of water. �S-Sasuke?�

�I can be Sasuke�whoever you wish,
really.�

Sasuke�s hands gripped the blond�s wrists, pinning them above his head. Naruto recoiled as the body leaned over him. He turned his
head from the haunting sight above him and trained his eyes on the golden
tussles on one of the cushions next to him instead. However, fingers pinched his
chin, causing him to look back at Sasuke�s face.

�Look at me,� the low voice instructed. �Look at the face you
adore.�

�Stop it,� Naruto whispered.
�Change back. I don�t care to what the hell you change to, just anything but
him. Please.�

The imposter smiled emptily. It nuzzled its face against
Naruto�s neck before murmuring softly. �I love you,
Naruto.�

The boy�s heartbeat quickened and he allowed a groan to
escape. It was alright seeing Sasuke in everyday life
but here, in his mind where the demon was in charge, he was vulnerable. The
demon knew which strings to pull, which buttons to choose. It was breaking him;
his love telling him words he ached to hear all his life. Words no one had ever
said to him before. No one could ever love him�a monster. Meanwhile, the fiend
had allowed Naruto to twist his wrists free.

�Am I hurting you? Telling you that I love you?� The mellow
tone continued.

�You know exactly what you�re doing,� he rasped out, hand
clasped on the other�s shoulder and firmly pushing it away. �Don�t lie to me.
Telling me things he would never say to me. Demons can�t love anyway.�

Like a perfect puzzle piece, Sasuke�s features shifted back into the male version of
Kyuubi. The being looked at the boy beneath him
curiously and tilted its head mechanically, hair falling over its eyes.

�It is true. We are concerned only of ourselves and our own
existence. Nevertheless, you and I are symbiotically bound. You are me, I am
you. So being concerned for myself essentially means
being concerned for you as well. Obviously your well-being affects me.�

It paused, as if trying to find more suitable phrases for its
lengthy explanation.

�Frankly, I could care less for this�urgh, love but I use that word because it is a wholly human
emotion and thus, what I feel, loosely translates into that. I love myself,
therefore I love you. Do you understand, little boy?�

Naruto exhaled loudly and almost
violently threw an arm over his eyes. The mattress bounced slightly at his
action, making him wonder how fun it would be to have sex on it. He spoke, words
muffled against his skin. �Whatever. I hate you.�

�Oh but I know that you do not. You cannot live without
me.�

�What do you want?�

�Your�subservience.�

What�what nerve! �Go fuck yourself!�

The Nine-Tails drew a long, dramatic sigh as it lay on its
side next to the boy. The clawed fingers threaded through the yellow locks and
Naruto made no move to stop them from trailing down
his cheek.

�Why must humans be so obstinate�it
makes my endeavors much more difficult. But I suppose, it would not be half as
exciting if they gave in so easily��

Naruto�s fair eyebrows knotted
together. He watched the being carefully and it stared back with unconcerned,
crimson eyes. It then gave him a smile that was more apt in the mouth of a
shark. Before Naruto could jump off the bed and knock
himself against the wall to forcibly wake himself up, Kyuubi grabbed him in its strong arms into an embrace.

�Let us recap on the past events of your life, shall we?� it
breathed amiably, rubbing its host�s bare stomach in a motherly fashion that
made Naruto cringe. Mothers couldn�t possibly have
talons, sharp teeth or a big horse cock pressing against the small of his back.
He cringed again. What tasteless imagery that brought up.

�Hated, shunned, called a monster, abode vandalized several
times in the past, molested, chased down by a villainous organization for my
power and if I am not mistaken, a murder attempt or two? And
that troublesome council�what an unfair bunch they are. That is
everything in a nutshell, correct?�

Each misfortune was dully listed, emphasized with a finger as
if the demon was checking an item off a shopping list.

�You forgot the part where Sasuke
treats me like shit,� Naruto muttered dejectedly,
shifting his position as the demon spread its lean legs only to wrap them around
his hips.

�Mmm yes, how
unfortunate. But that is all about to change. You will make it
change.�

�And what makes you think that I�m going to listen to
you?�

�Because I only want what is best for you, my dearest boy,�
Kyuubi said simply. One of its legs rubbed against
Naruto�s calf. He watched the action with a sense of
detachment, noticing how the demon�s skin was completely hairless. His own legs
were covered with sparse bleached �fuzz�. Kiba had
remarked one day that if Naruto shaved that off, he
could pass off as a girl in a miniskirt. Kiba claimed
that his rugged Inuzuka good looks gave him a manly
appearance that women couldn�t resist. He also sported a noticeable black eye
later on that day.

�Oh shut up. We all know that you want a strong vessel,
nothing less.�

His lobe was being nibbled lightly before his statement was
affirmed directly into his ear. �Precisely. You are a
smart boy.�

�I think I�ll go jump off a cliff instead. You can�t stop me
from doing that.�

Naruto abruptly found himself
shoved from the warm hug he was in and flung face down at the foot of the bed. A
heavy weight settled itself on top of him and a hand roughly smothered his face
into the bedsheet.

�Listen my dear boy.� The demon�s
previous melodious voice had transformed itself into something best suited for a
snarling animal. �This suicide talk of yours is becoming tiresome. You cannot
kill yourself. You will not! I will not allow it! You will change yourself and
that sickening idea of chivalry you adopted. Did you really think��

A low, powerful growl had begun to mingle with Kyuubi�s intense words, further changing its tone into
exactly what it was- the tone of an ancient monster. No perfect shape shifting
could ever disguise that fact. The youth could feel the noise vibrating directly
into his tense body and it completely unnerved him.

��Did you honestly believe that your acts of goodwill will
change anything? Do you think that they will accept you as a proper citizen of
Konoha? Please! The notion itself is laughable!�

Naruto struggled but of course he
could not free himself. It was even futile to try. And the demon did laugh. To
his ears it sounded like shattering glass. Above him, Kyuubi continued to spit out verbal poison.

�They will never accept you! All they will ever see is me.
The fearsome fox demon that destroyed Konoha and took the life of their precious Hokage. Not Naruto who was
used as the village sacrificial goat. But me! ME! And the more you depend on my
powers, the more they will push you away. I know what you are thinking, mortal.
You are chanting to yourself that you will never use my help again. But you
cannot. Our chakras have fused to such a state that to separate us would be a
sure fatality for the both of us. So give it up.�

He desperately wanted to wake up. He wanted to get out. The
demon loosened its hold on his head before leaning down, cold lips brushing
against his temple. It�s almost gleeful statement crawled across his skin.

�There is no salvation for you, sweet child.�

�Do you remember? The hateful words that
those pathetic villagers threw at you? How there was no one to comfort
you? How that Sakura bitch kept rejecting you? How you were laughed at during
class? Or how that Uchiha brat enjoys beating his
superiority complex down on you. Remember how alone you felt?�

Naruto�s teeth clenched. There was
pain, mercilessly twisting in his chest. Kyuubi was
feeding him a barrage of vivid memories. Bad memories he had long ago attempted
to suppress and push to the back of his mind. �Just stop it. Stop it!�

�Do you not want to show everyone that you are strong? Make
them finally see that you will be trifled with no longer? And your hopeless
dream! Becoming Hokage! You know that will never
happen. Your application will remain on pending status until they give away that
position to someone else. Can you just stand back and let that happen?�

If Kyuubi�s psychological attack
wasn�t having the effect it had hoped for, then the physical discomfort it was
bestowing upon its host definitely did. Each sentence was stabbed directly into
his body, wrenching his heart and causing it to bleed with agony. One particular
memory stuck � the dialogue between him and Sasuke at
that valley. It played over and over again like an old record with certain
phrases drawn out, skipping and then being repeated.

Then the mental pressure sat in, suffocating him and he began
to yell; tears trickling slowly down his cheeks from the exertion. �Stop it!
Stop it! You�re hurting me, damn fox!�

His head was jerked upwards, strands of hair twisted tightly
in those cruel fingers. The opposite wall swam in front of him, vision blurred
by unshed tears. The muscles in his neck strained from their uncomfortable,
stretched position.

�Look for yourself. Look at my world. Look at your
heritage.�

At first there was nothing. Just the bland,
grey stone of the wall. Then there were small movements and Naruto squinted. Liquid dribbled slowly from the cracks,
trailing down the rock. His eyes widened. Viscous liquid the
colour of dark vermillion.

The hold on him felt like ice, seeping into his bones and
chilling the blood in his veins. There was screaming, different voices merging
into one horrible cacophony that made his ears bleed. There were visions, awful
images of human torment. Rotting, mangled corpses strung up in rusted chains,
pitiful waif-like girls forced to perform acts of sexual depravity and in the
midst of it all, Kyuubi�s guttural laughter as it
reveled in it all. The screaming didn�t sound human anymore, it was a high-pitched wailing that bored into the
back of his skull like a grinding kunai. There was power, so much raw power that
he could literally taste it. It coated his tongue, numbing it with its sinful
allure. Evil. Pure, uninhibited
evil.

�Make it stop�.this is madness! I�m not like that!�

�Yes�yes you are�accept it��

The visions were gone and he was suspended into nothingness.
The sheer amount of power was choking him, forcing down his neck. It moved up
his legs, slithering around his waist like a rapidly growing vine. The youth�s
fingers clawed at the air, he couldn�t breathe. Skeletal digits clamped
themselves inside his mouth, keeping it wide open as more liquid power poured
down his constricting throat, filling his lungs with lead.

In front of his fearful eyes was the demon fox in its true
form. Its maw was extended in a sneer so wide that the red gums were revealed,
the glowing eyes filled with malice.

�You are a monster! A demon�s host!�
It bellowed so loud that Naruto could feel the tremors
within his body. �But that is nothing to be ashamed of. You should be proud,
being my host. Be proud what you are. Say it, boy. Repeat
after me.�

�No�� the youth sobbed pitifully. �I can�t�I�m human damn
it!�

�Not anymore. This is who you are! Say it!� the demon rapped
out in staccato form.

�I�m a monster��

�I cannot hear you�say it louder!� came the sing-song tone.

�I�m a
monster!�

Sudden silence. The wailing had
ceased.

�Good boy.�

�Just�stop hurting me. Please��

He was being lifted again and the horror melted away. Warmth
chased the cold, washing over him like a hot shower, bringing his limbs back to
life. The blond found himself comforted against the bare chest. Hands caressed
his hair and the immortal entity was cooing in his ear, soothing him with its
tender tone.

�Of course I am hurting you. Pain will make you stronger and
snap you into reality. Stop your weeping. Do you understand? Do you understand
that you have to listen to me from now on?�

�Yes�yes,� Naruto sniffled, wiping
his wet cheeks against a hard collar-bone. Lips pressed themselves against his
slack mouth. It was a mild kiss at first which evolved into the demon conquering
the inside of his mouth with its tongue. It appeared satisfied when it pulled
away. The sharp teeth had effectively torn Naruto�s
soft lips, blood smudged across the lower half of his
face. And the boy didn�t mind when it inclined its head forward again to lick
the slick smears clean. He just sat there unmoving, looking quite lost.

�Pretty little vessel,� it crooned, its own mouth slanted in
a small smile as it smoothed back the teenager�s spiky hair. �If I lied and told
you that I loved you, would it make you feel better? After all, I am the only
one who ever uttered those disgusting three words to you.�

Naruto stared into space, eyes dull
with anguish. Tear tracks still glistened on his marked cheeks, eyelashes stuck
together. Everyone he knew had lied to him. Everyone kept secrets. And everyone
seemed to betray him one way or another. An entire village treated him like
dirt. Tsunade was toying with him with that
application. Kakashi had neglected him. Sakura and
Iruka merely tolerated him. Sasuke was the worst though. Sasuke had called him a friend and then attempted to kill
him. Even the demon was lying, using him for its own means.

�Do you know what the difference is between me and them? When
I lie, I admit it. I do it honestly. I lay my intentions open on the ground. And
unlike them�.� Two soft tails wrapped around his back and a third one around his
neck, fur tickling his senses. �I will never, ever abandon you. I will never
kill you. You know that is impossible for me. So why not trust me? Me�your other half.�

�Say it again!� Naruto demanded
desperately, suddenly clutching the demon�s fiery hair, pulling its sculpted
face close to his own. �Say it again. Let me hear how it sounds. Please!�

Kyuubi smirked and with great ease,
lied again. �I love you, Naruto. That is what you want
to hear, right?�

�Again. Say it again.�

�I love you, Naruto.�

When the demon fox instructed him to survey the chamber
again, he did so without question. This time there were rag dolls everywhere.
Some swayed, strings looped around their necks and others were perched on
furniture. Their coloured glass eyes glinted in the
flickering firelight, throwing some of the toys into the shadows. He recognized
them; they all represented someone from the village.

�This one is of your precious Sasuke.�

The delicate looking doll was held tightly between the
demon�s unnaturally long fingers. The resemblance, however comic, was striking.
The stitches captured his teammate�s sour expression perfectly. Naruto gasped, fearing the worse. He snatched it away deftly
and cradled the doll protectively to his chest, growling. It didn�t matter
whether he was broken or not, the Sasuke doll was one
thing he would not allow his demon to tamper with.

�No, not this one, fox. Only I get
to do anything with him. Got it?�

�Very well.� The parasite appeared
unaffected. It was still giving him that eerie little smile. �Now let us see�ah,
here is an interesting one��

With an invisible force, one of the dolls detached itself
from its noose and floated towards straight to the entity�s outstretched hand.
It depicted a familiar, elderly man.

The Nine-Tails dangled the doll playfully from one talon.
�Know who this is?�

�Yeah,� he mumbled, unconsciously petting the other
black-haired doll on his lap. �It�s that asshole of a council member. He hates
my guts with a passion.�

The grin directed towards him stretched to one side, giving
an unmistakable sadistic quality to it. �I believe this one is against you the
most. He is past his prime. Humans that old often die peacefully in their sleep.
No one will question anything.�

The implication was as clear as day. Naruto knew he couldn�t go back now. It was past the point
of no return. Yeah he was bitter. And he wanted to take out his bitterness to
the council member who had refused to give him a chance.

�What do I have to do?�

Later, while reminiscing, he would be amazed at how steady
his voice had sounded.

~~

The day was too sunny and bright. It was improper for a
funeral.

People who were close to the demon-carrier had mistaken his
downcast eyes for sadness. Naruto, in general, hated
the idea of people dying, even if he did not know them well. Mourning sermons
usually sapped his cheerfulness away.

Truthfully, he was observing tiny ants scuttle around his
sandaled feet with calm disinterest. Further down he could hear the sobbing from
some female relative. He couldn�t bring himself to care anymore. Good riddance,
he privately thought.

Konoha�s proud shinobis stood in several long lines, head bowed in
solemnity. They all held an elegant white flower in their hands, courtesy of the
Yamanaka flower shop, and after Tsunade�s speech, they
all lined up to place them in front of the deceased council member�s photograph.
Naruto stood back, allowing the bulk to pass first.
When the time came, he dropped the flower gently on the rising heap and breathed
deep; the heavy, sweet incense smell filling his nostrils before turning
back.

Sasuke was walking towards him with
his usual cool expression, green stem held loosely in slender fingers. They were
the last two to pay their respects; the rest had fallen back to converse in
small groups or had already gone back to their tasks. Naruto�s lips were quirked in a small smile and after they
had neared each other sufficiently, he clicked his tongue in a lewd, suggestive
manner. The black eyes glanced at the blond and a right eyebrow rose
slightly.

�Oi,� Naruto whispered the moment the other ninja had reached his
side.

Sasuke paused in his movement.
�What is it, dobe?�

�I want to fuck you-� And the word �fuck� rolled off his
tongue beautifully, savoured like a piece of melting
chocolate. �-right in front of that dead geezer�s
shrine.�

Naruto walked away. The scandalized
look on Sasuke�s face had been so worth it.

TBC.

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Despite the above chapter, I still maintain this story to be
somewhat of a PWP! Just you wait!

*ducks from the
sharp objects thrown by various people yelling �Where�s the sex, dammit!�*

What?! Not satisfied by the big fat innuendos?!

*promptly gets hit by a flying saucepan*

Review Responses:

Chiptruth: I was a bit perplexed by your
statement, to be honest. It was rather odd, commenting on the summary. But uhm, thank you even if you didn�t read
the story.

Darkangel: Oh dear, calm yourself down! Not sure
on the steamy action, but it won�t be too far away this time. Thanks for
reviewing!

Gitona: There! I emailed you as promised!
*chuckle*

Demon: But you so
know that they both deserve whatever they do to each other! And you know things
can never be straight up with those two together! *cackles and rubs hand
manically* Thank you!

Evil: Hah! Well
with Kyuubi lurking about, then I doubt Naruto�s going to
remain an innocent virgin. And hey, even if you do think that Sasuke is unhot as a bastard (I
never saw him as being particularly nice anyways), you do know that the tougher
they are, the harder they fall *nudge wink wink* eh?
Yes? Am I right? Cause it�s so fitting for Naruto to
knock him down. Thank you for
liking my fic!

Gasa: woot, I know! thank you for the review!

Ghonchi: Haha. Well
if you wanted Kyuubi to remain anonymous in the facial
department, I guess you�re going to be disappointed. Nevertheless, Kyuubi really doesn�t *have* a face if you think abt it. Not in this fic anyways.
*discreetly pushes the sugar jar away from you*

Tachibana, Yumiko:
Actually I�ve been told that I�m pretty good with dialogues. Wish I was just
as good with description and plots. Ah well. And you have no idea how much I
like Naruto being �refreshingly� insane. I know I�d
crack at some point if I had some meddling demon whispering in my head every two
minutes. Thank you for
reviewing!

Ryuukotsusei: Dear god, I was so happy receiving
such a long review. And you were my 100^th reviewer! Damn. WELL�.I
have bad news and good news. The bad news is no smut in
this chapter. The good news is that the final lemon will be coming very soon.
I�m incapable of writing long, dragging fics anyways.
*sniggers remembering that foreplay comment* Thank you tones for the review! I
appreciate it!

ZoeyJade: Really? I�ve seen several portrayals
of him like this. Personally? I have him pegged down as
being in denial/confused. He simply needs Naruto to
give him a big massive reality smack (or spank on the bum, whichever you prefer
*wink*). Glad you like the story!

Ayako: *cries* how could you miss this
update! But anyways, glad you reviewed! And glad you like my portrayal of Naruto!
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