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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?

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Tenebroso

After his big reveal, Naruto was deluged with questions about his secret lover. How long they had been dating, how they’d met, what was his name, etc. He remained stubbornly silent, refusing to answer them, belatedly realising that he might have made a mistake. He also knew that Minato might not be too pleased with his actions; gah, he’d been too impulsive again. After one question too many, his nerves finally couldn’t take it anymore.

Abruptly standing up and silencing the cacophony, he politely excused himself and hastily left the lounge, not meeting Kushina’s eyes. Even as he left the room, he still could feel her gaze on his back like a heavy weight. He was paranoid that she could somehow divine his mind and discover the secret identity of his lover. After all, wasn’t there a common saying that mothers know everything about their children? Would that even apply to her in this reality as well? Naruto wasn’t sure and he wasn’t eager to test the theory.

Thankfully, Kushina didn’t follow him out of the lounge but he wasn’t going to loiter around here for longer than necessary, should she change her mind. He did not feel up to being in her company right now. As Naruto headed for the mission office, he resolved not to think about Kushina and his moral dilemma for the rest of the day. He had much work to do.

Kushina stared at the door with her eyebrow arched in a bemused fashion. She’d never known that Naruto was seeing a man, much less someone else. It was a somewhat odd experience as like Shibi had said himself, Naruto had never shown an inclination for anyone of either sex in the years she’d known him despite being quite a popular figure due to his deeds during the Third Shinobi War. She was also quite fond of him, seeing him like a little brother she’d never had, inadvertently causing her to form a mental image of him as a chaste virgin (even if he wasn’t a virgin and he was definitely no blushing maiden).

She felt slightly hurt that he hadn’t told her about this new development in his life. Weren’t they bosom friends and pranking allies? She was so curious and wanted to make Naruto spill the beans but the look in his eyes made her refrain. He’d looked like a cornered animal and knowing his fiery temperament (so much like hers), he’d probably have exploded.

As she sat quietly at the table, the eye of the storm amid the noise in the jounin lounge, Kushina wondered just who this mysterious man was, her mind off her newest research project for the first time in weeks. The Heaven Seal could wait – it wasn’t like she could progress further without Orochimaru’s notes (yet).

After a very, very long day, Naruto finally collapsed in his bed, exhausted by his repeated escapes from ambushes from his fans (he never knew he had fans!) and nosy people wanting to know whom his mysterious lover was. Goddamn, they were persistent rabid dogs. Had they nothing else better to do than bug Konoha’s resident Sage and Kage Bunshin master? Thank god for Kage Bunshin.

“While it was very amusing to watch your antics, you brought it on yourself, you know.” Minato sat down beside Naruto, his voice filled with amusement. He affectionately carded his hand through Naruto’s hair and Naruto hummed contentedly. That felt nice. Rolling over to peer up at him, he retorted, “Well, let’s see if you’re laughing when they find out who my secret lover is…”

Minato chuckled, “Touche. But I’m the Hokage, not you.”

“Urgh.” Naruto covered his eyes with his arm, conceding his defeat. He was surprised by Minato’s unexpected question that followed next, “Can you tell me about your past?”

That was sooner than expected. But he no longer had to hide and lie about his past now that Minato knew. Minato was within his rights to ask after all; he had barely told him anything about his real past. Lowering his arm and opening his eyes again to look at him thoughtfully in silence, he finally said, “Ok, what do you want to know exactly?”

“Everything. Tell me everything.” Minato’s eyes looked at him with firm resolution. Naruto closed his eyes and sighed before sitting upright in one fluid motion. Ruefully rubbing his head, he said with an abashed smile, “It’s going to take a really long time to tell you everything. Where do I start?”

Minato smiled back at him and suggested, “Well, why not start with your birth?”

Urk. It was a perfectly good place to start but already, it was fraught with complications. That was the day when his real father and mother had died and he became the new jinchuuriki. Was he willing enough to tell this Minato, who was his lover, that he was the former container of Kyuubi? Slowly exhaling, he realised that yes, of course, he could. He didn’t have to fear being rejected when Minato had already been with Kushina who was also a jinchuuriki. Further more, he was open-minded enough to accept him despite their biological connection. But even then, it wasn’t easy for him to reveal such a big secret that had been a huge part of his life since the very day he was born. Mentally composing himself, he slowly began to tell Minato his story.

“Alright. As you know, I was born on the 10th of October…”

“…and that’s how I ended up here and met you in Kusa. The rest’s history.” Naruto finally finished with a lick of his dry lips and quickly took another sip of water from the glass in his hand. Mid-way through telling Minato his life story, they’d migrated from the bedroom to the kitchen when his throat grew parched so he could drink water without having to constantly interrupt. There was complete silence in the kitchen as Minato stared at him unblinkingly with a contemplative expression. He squirmed, feeling open and vulnerable.

“Whew, that’s quite a lot to take in… But I’m very impressed.” Minato finally said with a reassuring smile, his voice tinged with admiration. He shook his head, awed by what Naruto had gone through. It was like an epic legend in one of those old shinobi tales. Reaching out to trace Naruto’s whiskers, he quietly said, “So that’s why you have these marks… It’s quite a revelation that you were Kyuubi’s third jinchuuriki, even if it was not planned.”

Retracting his hand, Minato smiled at Naruto warmly and thanked him, “Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me the truth.” Naruto ducked his head shyly, feeling his cheeks warm in pleased relief. Minato mused, “I hope that I could be as brave as your parents had been. It’s kind of intimidating to know that my alternate self was willing to sacrifice himself to Shinigami…”

“You better not!” Naruto hissed; his eyes suddenly fierce with emotion. He clutched his glass so tightly that it cracked slightly as he heatedly said, “I’ll find a way to bring you back from Shinigami’s clutches just so I can kill you again for being so damn stupidly heroic. I can’t lose you.” He was horrified at the very idea of history repeating itself before him. He couldn’t bear losing both Minato and Kushina for they were his precious close friends and more.

“I understand. But if that’s the only way to protect Konoha, then I’ll do it whether or not you like it. You already know that, don’t you?” Minato replied gently, empathising with Naruto. The younger man recoiled visibly and his eyes were pained as he silently looked down. He knew that Minato was right but it still didn’t ease the old hurt that flared with a vengeance. Naruto swallowed the lump in his throat and croaked, “I know. And I fervently hope that such a day will never come to pass like it did in my reality.”

Minato agreed quietly, “Me too. I’m sorry for upsetting you. But hey, I’m still alive.” Naruto wanly smiled, some of the darkness in his eyes disappearing much to his relief. He didn’t like seeing his lover in such pain because of him. Now that he knew everything about Naruto including the important fact about him being an ex-jinchuuriki, he found himself not thinking about using him as a replacement jinchuuriki for Kushina.

Instead, he was filled with the overwhelming urge to hide Naruto away in a safe place while he pre-emptively eliminated Akatsuki one by one in painful and violent ways. He was also most tempted to reserve the worst for an Uchiha Sasuke who had hurt Naruto so badly with his betrayal. But unfortunately or fortunately, here in this reality; he was only an innocent baby who would never grow up to be the man who betrayed Naruto and Akatsuki did not currently exist (though some of its future members certainly deserved it).

“I’ll do better than he did.” He promised and was gratified by Naruto’s reaction; the darkness in his eyes finally chased away by happy surprise and his smile was radiant.

“I’ve no doubt you will.”

Later, while Naruto was washing the slightly cracked glass, Minato hesitantly spoke, “Um, just one thing…” He was drumming the table with his fingers, a sure sign of his nervousness. Intrigued, Naruto half turned to face him as he wiped the glass dry, “Yes?”

“Can I see what you looked like as a teenager?” Minato blurted out, a light pink blush on his cheeks. “I know that it’s a strange request but I’m really curious and I’m having a lot of difficulty picturing it in my head-”

“It’s fine! It’s just a simple matter of using Henge anyway.” Naruto laughed as he put back the glass, amused by the simplicity of the request. Moving his fingers into a ram seal, he asked, “What age?”

“16? That’s when you achieved most of your accomplishments, if I remember correctly.”

“Okay. Here we go!” Naruto briefly disappeared in a cloud of smoke before reappearing as a much shorter adolescent boy dressed in an orange and black long-sleeved jacket with a fish-net shirt underneath and orange pants. His hitai-ate was on his forehead with its long black ends hanging down his back. He also wore the standard ninja sandals, his weapons pouch on his waist and kunai/shuriken holster on his right thigh. Minato stared before saying, “…Orange? Really?”

“Hey, what do you expect when I’ve got parents who were known as the ‘Yellow Flash’ and the ‘Bloody Habanero’?” Minato had to pause to process that unexpected piece of fridge logic. “Besides, orange is such an awesome colour!”

“Fine, I’m not going to argue with you on that.”

Minato shook his head in amusement; trust the unpredictable Naruto to choose such a highly visible colour. Then he took a closer look at Naruto’s face and he was startled by how much he resembled Kushina as a teenager – the lingering roundness of baby fat had softened the lines of his face, bringing out the gentler and feminine curves of Kushina’s chin and cheek-bones in his face. His nose and eyes were exactly like hers in shape. His lips were also full-bodied like hers. The only influence he had on Naruto’s appearance was in his colouring and the masculine cast to his features that prevented him from looking too feminine despite Kushina’s dominant influence. Evidently, this strong resemblance to Kushina would lessen as Naruto grew to adulthood.

Unconsciously touching Naruto’s cheek, Minato murmured, “Wow, you really do look like her…” A small smile flitted across Naruto’s lips, “Many people used to say that to me. It’s kinda ironic that while Kushina-chan’s a really beautiful woman by all accounts, I wasn’t exactly considered the hottest guy around despite my resemblance to her.”

“They are blind.” Minato curtly said. He suddenly noticed something odd about the Henge Naruto was under. He could actually feel his flesh and when he subtly sent out a chakra pulse to disperse the henge, it failed to disappear. The Henge wasn’t an illusion. His eyes widening in amazement, he exclaimed, “Naruto! Your Henge’s actually solid?!”

Naruto looked up at him with an uncomprehending expression before understanding filled his eyes, “Oh yeah, you didn’t know. Yeah, my variation of the Henge’s actually shape-shifting. Thanks to Kyuubi’s influence, I can shape-shift for real and no one can tell the difference. It’s another secret of mine that I haven’t told anyone else except you.”

“Amazing… What about the clothes though? Are they also real?”

“Oh, they’re just illusions on top of the real clothes I’m wearing. Shape-shifting only affects my body.” With a careless shrug of his shoulders, his orange and black outfit melted away to be replaced by his current jounin uniform, now two sizes too large on his smaller frame. Minato’s eyes flicked down to Naruto’s enticingly exposed collar-bone. He was suddenly struck by the large size difference between him and the younger man – even in his true adult form, Naruto was still slightly shorter than him, having inherited Kushina’s petite height. In his current teenaged form, the size difference was much more pronounced; Naruto’s eyes were on the same level as his chin. Minato could probably pin him easily with just one hand right now.

“How long can you stay in shape-shifted form?" Minato’s voice unconsciously dropped to a low register as he intently gazed at Naruto.

“Pretty much how ever long I want it, or when I have chakra exhaustion which rarely happens.” Naruto insouciantly answered as he leant backwards on the sink counter, his pants slipping slightly to reveal his hips. He made no move to pull them back up. Minato followed him, stepping into his personal space and placing his hands on either side of Naruto, trapping him.

“Are there limits to your ability to shapeshift?”

Naruto smiled impishly up at him, “None.”

“Excellent.” Minato purred before swooping down to capture Naruto’s lips in a rough kiss. Naruto moaned throatily, his hands flying up to grip his coat lapels, tilting his head back to accommodate him. When they finally broke for breath, he teasingly said, “You’re such a perv. I’m underage in this form, you know.”

“But you’re actually 23, just one year younger than me, so does it really matter?” Minato whispered into Naruto’s ear before kissing his neck. Naruto questioned, “But if I was actually 16…?”

“That’s a good question.” Minato withdrew slightly to look at Naruto critically, taking in his young and slender appearance. He lacked the powerful muscles that his adult self possessed, lending him a surprisingly vulnerable look. Combined with his large blue child-like eyes and dishevelled clothes currently too large for him that exposed his hips and collar-bone in a most distracting way, he looked like perfect nubile jail-bait. Minato’s stomach twisted with heat.

“…Maybe.” He finally replied honestly. “But only with you. The very idea of touching an underage person makes me ill, but strangely, not with you.”

Naruto eyed him thoughtfully before leaning up to steal a kiss. He smiled, “Hmm, I guess that’s alright then. I trust you and I know that you aren’t a pervert.”

“I’m relieved.” Minato dryly said.

“Well, technically, I’m supposed to be a baby right around this time, if things had gone differently,” Naruto drawled mischievously, “That’s really underage.”

“Urgh! That’s totally repulsive, Naruto! Way to spoil the mood.” Minato made a disgusted face, causing Naruto to throw his head back and laugh. He quickly recovered from his laughter and pressed an apologetic kiss to Minato’s cheek, “Sorry. That was out of line.”

Then with a slow adult smile on his lips that made Minato’s pulse quicken, Naruto slipped his leg in between his legs and rubbed against him sinuously, causing him to gasp. With heavy-lidded eyes and a languid lick of his lips, his sotto voce words practically dripped with sin, “I want you to fuck me.”
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Tenebroso	By : ofphenwa Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own NARUTO series and make no profit from it.

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