Dreams (or Delusions of the Cursed) | By : saucywench20 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 858 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Dreams or Delusions of
the Cursed
Pairings: ItaNaru, KyuuNaru.
Mentions of past SasuNaru.
Warnings: REWRITE!! It’s been a long while
since I’ve been able to have time for this fic and I’m terribly sorry for
allowing it to go neglected for so long…it’s my favorite out of everything that
I’ve ever written and when I sit down and write for it, I want it to be the
best that I’m capable of. So that’s why I’m making these changes, there will be
a few major changes among the story as you read along, although the major
elements of the story will be present.
This is a Yaoi
fic, so if that offends your sensibilities feel free to look elsewhere for
entertainment. Also there will be a few alterations to the story line from the manga first and foremost being that Naruto –did-
succeed in dragging Sasuke back to Konoha during the retrieval mission. That
will play a huge element in the story. Also, here Naruto will be 19 in this
fic…that’s a nice age right?
01: Dreams
Dreams.
According to medic-nins, dreams are nothing more than the brain processing
memories and thoughts while it is in an unconscious state. A
hodgepodge of the day’s events, which sorted itself in the myriad of neural
pathways that was the human mind. A means of filtering away memories in
a manner that allows the mind to recharge and refresh for the next day.
Ancient civilizations
believed that dreams were the key to understanding the future, that dreams were
a window to the spiritual world and that all one had to do was look and they
would learn of the future.
Most people believed
that dreams were something along those lines.
Naruto Uzumaki was not
most people.
Naruto believed that
dreams were a door to the past.
And for him they were.
Naruto didn’t want to
remember his past.
His life was that of a
jinchuuriki. He was meant to sacrifice everything from the day he became what
he was. Sure, it was horribly unfair but someone had to do it. Naruto
understood that perfectly.
That didn’t mean that
he had to like it though.
So, Naruto loathed
sleep. For to sleep meant to dream and to dream meant to remember and above all
else he did not want to remember.
It hurt too much.
To partake in, what
would be for a normal person, a brief respite from the waking world would mean
to plunge headfirst into a freefall into a slideshow of his nightmarish past.
To close his eyes would
mean that he would, again, bear witness to the beatings that he took in spades
as a child, the chronic neglect he suffered at the hands of various ‘guardians’
and foster families who constantly ‘forgot’ to feed him or give him medical
attention when he needed it, the terror that he had to endure as an innocent
little one when someone believed that he needed to be taught a lesson for
nothing more than existing.
All of this would come
back to the forefront of his mind. They would no longer be relegated to the
furthest corners of his mind, where they could safely be stored without harming
him.
And so Naruto never
slept.
And so the nightmares
of the past no longer plagued him.
Naruto busied himself,
preparing his living room for his nightly ritual. There were a few silver and
black candles lit within the room, along with a few sticks of lavender scented
incense.
Enough to sooth his
weary nerves but not enough to put him to sleep.
Naruto was on his hands
and knees drawing a very complicated and ornate seal on the ground of his
living room. His eyes were narrowed in determination and he chewed on his lower
lip, as he concentrated at the task at hand.
After about an hour, he
was done and looked at the seal with a sense of accomplishment.
The Fuuin no Ikoi.
An S-rank seal that,
when done correctly, would recharge the mind and body, while keeping the person
using the seal in an altered state of consciousness that was similar to sleep
but not. It was more of a meditative stance than anything else. It permitted
the user to rest up, while keeping them alert to the world around them.
The seal was not
dangerous. Complicated? Yes. Dangerous? No.
Jiraiya had told him
that the primary reason that it was classified as being so dangerous was
because Orochimaru was the one who created it. Apparently in his younger years
he had already amassed such a long list of enemies, that he had no choice but
to forgo sleep in order to survive both in the battlefield and in his own
village.
‘Figures,’ Naruto
thought.
Somehow the idea of the
snake bastard amassing a huge amount of enemies when he was around Naruto’s age
didn’t seem too far out of the realm of possibilities.
His thoughts then went
to Gaara. Gaara (who at the time seemed suspiciously well rested…for him, at
least) was the one who introduced him to this seal (which he learned from a
scroll that he had stolen from his father when he was younger) and Ero-sennin
(who caught them creating the seal.) After explaining the situation to Toad
Hermit he agreed to help them and altered the seal, so it could function as a
permanent replacement for sleep, seeing as how originally it was only meant to
be used sparingly.
The Toad Hermit also
made it a point to teach both jinchuuriki the art of Fuuin
jutsu in the event that they ever needed to make alterations on the seal or if
there were ever any issues with their demon seals that needed correction. What
Jiraiya didn’t tell either vessel was that he had been incredibly impressed
that two ‘brats’ had managed to pull off a very complex seal with nothing more
than need and drive guiding them.
Naruto was
contemplating bribing the sennin with his Oiroke no Jutsu (1) technique to get the man to just tattoo
the seal onto his skin. That would certainly make things much easier for him.
If he were on a mission there was no way that he would have the time to create
such a complicated seal and also it would look suspicious to anyone he was
working with to just see him perform an allegedly dangerous and forbidden seal
with a degree of familiarity. That would easily result in him getting into
trouble with the higher ups.
Not
that he wasn’t already on the top of their list of ‘People to Hate’ but still, he had to
be careful.
No reason to give the
council of Konoha another reason to give him the stink eye. He got that enough
by just breathing.
Briefly, as he did
every night, he contemplated if he should go to Tsunade, but decided against
it. Sure she was the closest thing he ever had to a mother, and sure he felt
rotten for not telling her, but it was for the best. It wasn’t that he didn’t
trust her; it was just that she was a medic-nin through and through. Apart from
the fact that if she ever caught wind of what he was doing, she’d likely have a
brain aneurysm at the thought of him using something Orochimaru created, she’d
confine him to the hospital, like any medic-nin worth their salt, and in order
for him to get checked out.
That, unfortunately,
was out of the question. Naruto remembered the last time he had to stay at the
hospital. There were still many medic-nin’s
with a grudge against him for containing the Kyuubi and there was no way that
he’d ever go trouncing into the lions den. He still had nightmares as to what
happened to him in the hospital after he managed to drag Sasuke back to Konoha
in less than mint condition. The only reasons that the blonde wasn’t outright
murdered was because of Tsunade and Shizune, but Naruto wasn’t about to take
any chances. The numerous gashes and scars imparted onto him by hateful medic-nins often took months to heal, even with the Kyuubi
healing him nonstop.
Naruto shook off those
thoughts like he did every night and sat within the seal.
After
a few hand seals, his entire body relaxed immediately and Naruto began his
rest.
As Naruto fell into the
peaceful state of meditation, he felt the familiar pull in his mind that
signified a chat with his ‘guest.’
The closest thing that
he could liken the sensation to was that of a free fall.
As he walked down the
corridor to the fox he couldn’t help but look at his surroundings with a sense
of accomplishment. Throughout the years, he had learned to change the
surroundings in his mind; right now it resembled a beautiful palace. The walls
and floors were a deep sapphire and the halls were decorated with beautiful
paintings or open scrolls that the Kyuubi had wanted him to become accustomed
with. When he reached the cage he couldn’t help but sigh, he found that while
he could change the inner portions of the chamber in which the fox was located,
he could not remove the cage door itself. That was a part of the seal and could
not be altered, no matter how hard he tried.
‘Sorry I can’t do
anything about the cage,’ Naruto said softly to the figure in the cage.
‘It’s alright, brat.
It’s not like any of this was your doing, so don’t worry about it,’ a
smooth, deep voice sounded off.
The blonde boy walked
down the palatial halls towards the source of the voice and came across a
humanoid figure. Said figure before Naruto was that of the infamous Kyuubi no
Yoko, the most powerful and feared of all the demons within the realm of
mortals. Naruto absently remembered the first time that he saw him in his human
form. He found himself gaping like someone had manually undone the cables
connecting his brain to his body.
Kyuubi appeared every
bit, the regal and powerful being that he was, that element of his character
seemed to be present regardless of whatever form he chose to present himself
in. The demon took the form of a tall, broad shouldered red-head. His hair, a
fiery red compared to Gaara’s darker hue, was long
and flowed down to his waist. His skin tone was slightly darker than Naruto’s,
taking in a deep bronze. His eyes were a deep silver, always giving a shimmer
that usually reflected amusement or in certain moments agitation.
The only thing covering
the demon’s modesty, or lack thereof, were a loose pair of slacks that showed
off his happy trail.
All in all, he was a
rather sexy bastard.
If Naruto was honest
with himself, he’d admit that the fox was an incredibly handsome individual in
this particular form…well he did admit it, just not out loud. The demon would
tease him unmercifully if he made his thoughts public. Not that it would save
him from any teasing, the fox had a habit of finding out what the blonde was
thinking and bothering him with it.
Like when he first
showed off his humanoid form to the blonde one.
Naruto remembered that
day well because one moment he was talking to a…well…fox and the next moment
there was the single most handsome man he had ever seen before him wearing
naught a stitch of clothing on his delectable body. Kyuubi picked up on the
blonde’s reaction which was a mix of blushing and sputtering about like an
idiot. Hell, every once in a while the fox saw fit to flash the boy.
It just happened to be
a kink of his.
The blonde jinchuuriki
learned many things that day, but one will forever stand out in his mind:
Kyuubi was an exhibitionist of the highest caliber and absolutely delighted in
teasing him with his body.
But for all the
perversion that the fox was capable of, he was a relatively nice guy.
Relative being the key word.
He was an asshole first
and foremost.
Kyuubi was a blunt
individual to put it mildly. If he believed that Naruto was being a whiny idiot
at any particular moment, he would say so. Of course if he believed that the
blonde did something impressive, then he’d express that as well.
It was annoying, but
refreshing.
Naruto never had to
guess where he stood with the demon and for that he was rather grateful. It
wasn’t the guessing game that he had to engage in with the vast majority of the
villagers and shinobi.
It was difficult,
though, to get an unbiased opinion of how things in his daily life were. The
demon for the most part held humans in very low regard. Naruto had
proved himself to be one of the few exceptions to that opinion, as well as a
few other individuals that the blonde had encountered in his life; such as Haku. Naruto had asked him once long ago just why that was.
The demon merely replied that it was something that that it was something that
could not be easily explained and that it was truth that he would learn for
himself in time.
The second thing that
Naruto had come to learn about the demon was that he was a perfectionist of the
highest order.
It was Kyuubi, as well
as Naruto’s belief, that anything that was worth doing was worth doing right.
This was a belief that had been directly applied to his training regimen.
During Naruto’s formative years, his education at the hands of the academy had
been spotty at best, so whenever he was visited by the Sandaime or was under
the guardianship of some of the kinder who would take the time to teach him
things like reading, writing and, later on, basic shinobi lessons, Naruto would
take what he learned and go over them almost obsessively till he was able to
remember and apply said lessons by rote.
Many in the village to
this very day claim the boy to be nothing more than a dead last, but that was
merely the biased opinion.
No normal child, let
alone an idiot, could survive all alone in a village of hostile ninja. In all
honesty, it was a marvel that no one other than the Sandaime and those that
Naruto trusted picked up on the boy’s rather impressive survival abilities.
Hatred is truly the
ultimate blinder of common sense.
But it is perhaps that
hatred that allowed him to live for so long, for there was no telling what sort
of danger he would have exposed himself to if the wrong people noticed him.
Kyuubi gazed at his
young vessel with profound amusement dancing in his eyes, ‘So brat, how have
things been amongst the ningen?’
The demon asked this
nearly every night, not because he cared about the humans that Naruto
interacted with because he didn’t, but he understood that the humans in
Naruto’s life were immensely important to him.
And if his brat
was upset, he was upset. Not that he’d ever tell the blonde that, the blonde
would likely get an over inflated ego and come whining to him every time
someone denied him ramen.
Naruto sighed in
exhaustion, ‘Depends on who you’re talking about. The pervert, hag and Iruka-nii are fine, same old routine with them. Shikamaru, Chouji and Ino are doing a lot better and they’re helping Kurenai with the baby…she’s doing better now too, but you
can tell that she really misses Asuma-nii (2),’
Naruto looked a little sad at the mention of the man, ‘I miss him too…he’d be
proud to see that the baby looks just like him.’
‘Kid, his spirit is
probably around his mate and kit right now making sure that they’re fine.’
‘Really? Then why haven’t I
seen him yet? Normally I’d be able too.’ (3)
The demon shrugged his
shoulders, ‘He’s probably more focused on making sure that his family’s
alright than wanting to make chit-chat with such a scrawny, annoying little bratlet like you.’
Naruto’s cheeks puffed
out in indignation at the remark. This made Kyuubi quite pleased, annoying the
brat never got old.
The fox just game him a
smirk, ‘How are the other ningen doing?’
Naruto gave him a
glare, not forgetting the teasing the fox put him through, ‘Everyone else is
doing fine. Sasuke’s still a dick though and Sakura still pretty much hates
me…but other than that there’s nothing out of the norm, no one’s on a mission
at the moment, so they’re safe for now…’
Kyuubi frowned as the
blonde’s tone became a bit sad at the mention of his former teammates. Neither
were pleased with the blonde ever since the retrieval mission. The Uchiha was
enraged being defeated by someone he considered a weak, submissive partner and
the female’s fury was for the realization that she would never be of even
passing importance to the male that she wanted.
Stupid, selfish, worthless
trash in his opinion, that didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as the one
that they had hurt so badly.
Neither were worthy of
someone as special as Naruto, but that didn’t ease the blonde’s pain. He
quickly moved to finish that train of thought, ‘That is good, although such
moments of peace are a rarity in this world.’
The blonde jounin
nodded and gave a small smile, ‘True, but all the same I’m still thankful that
everyone is safe.’
Kyuubi nodded, and his
frown melted to an immensely lecherous smirk that would have sent virgins
running in terror and Naruto too, had said blonde been paying attention, ‘To
hear you speak in such a manner…You’re such a bottom my dainty little
Naruto...’
Naruto flicked him off
in response still not recognizing the danger his chastity was no in.
The demon’s smirk grew
even wider, ‘There’s nothing I love more than a saucy uke…’
and with that said he reached through the bars of his prison and gave
Naruto (who had been leaning on the bars to his prison) a very hearty squeeze
to the ass.
The blonde just looked
at the demon with open mouthed shock, stupefied into silence. Kyuubi made a
mental note to grope the blonde more if it got him a few minutes of peace and
quiet. It also helped that the boy’s ass felt as though it were made for
groping.
‘Now that is
nice…why haven’t I done this before?’
Naruto turned crimson
at the comment and tried to get free to no avail; his ass was now the demon’s
hands which currently had no intention of letting go anytime soon.
‘Y-YOU PERVERT!’ Naruto
screamed his cheeks now the most charming shade of rouge, ‘HANDS OFF MY ASS!’
The fox demon purred
heavily, totally enamored by the power of the ass in his hands. The ass in his
hands was of mystical proportions, he was sure of it.
‘KYUUBI!!’
Violent struggling was
met with failure, for Kyuubi was quite happy where he was at this point in
time…not to mention that after 19 years of celibacy, this was heaven.
Naruto took one look at
the demon’s face and saw that he had the same perverted leer that Jiraiya
possessed when he found a way of peeping on Tsunade without risk of death…until
she did find out and almost killed him.
Not that this wasn’t
all that bad.
It had been an
awfully long time since he last had a lover and it was nice to be
thought of in a desirable manner, but having the fox look like he was going to
start humping his leg was a bit much.
‘Mmmmmm…,’
Kyuubi purred drunkenly, now rubbing his face against Naruto’s crotch and
massaging Naruto’s ass in a manner that could only be described as obscene.
So with that a very
flushed Naruto took a deep breath, grabbed Kyuubi’s
hands (whose grip has slackened in his attempt to feel every nook and cranny of
the blonde’s ass) and pried them off his ass as quickly as possible.
After Naruto managed to
free himself and get a few feet away from the demon, Kyuubi whimpered that the
mystical ass was gone.
‘Oh
mystical ass, why oh why did you leave my grip?’ Tears were pouring out
of the demon’s silver eyes in mourning of said ass’s liberation.
Naruto’s eye twitched
and then he flushed when he saw a very large tent in Kyuubi’s
pants, ‘Horny much?’
Silver eyes looked at
him in want and frustration, ’19 years of celibacy will do that to a man,
all the missed ruts…all the ukes that I could have
rammed into…all the bitches I could have rode…it’s been a nightmare…’
Naruto, although ready
to slug the pervert before him, felt a little bad for the demon, he was having
problems adjusting to a life of celibacy and it had only been a few months
since his last sexual encounter, ‘You’re in a rut now? As in
right now?’
‘Yes…the mystical
ass brought it forth, teasing me with its perfection and taunting me with its perkiness…it’s
like it speaks to me… “Please Kyuubi-sama; I crave
your hot stick of man meat in me! Please, please satisfy my needs!!”’ A
pout and tears accompanied his declaration of perversion, making for a rather
awkward silence.
‘You really are a dirty,
dirty fox…you know that right?’
The demon was about to
say something to Naruto when he stopped and thought of something better, silver
eyes lighting up with the unholy light of perversion. Naruto, finally noticing
the danger his virginity was now in, backed away slowly making sure to keep an
eye on the pervert before him.
‘Kyuubi? What are you up to?’
Kyuubi grinned
creepily, ‘Do you really want to know my sweet little uke?’
Right as Naruto was
about to answer…or run and scream…whichever, he felt a tug on his
consciousness.
‘It’ll have to wait, I
have to wake up,’ Naruto answered, more than glad for the diversion.
The demon tilted his
head to the side and smiled, ‘That’s alright. I’ll molest you later.’
Naruto’s eye twitched
at the declaration and he decided to leave before things got weirder than they
already were.
Two blue eyes snapped
open to see Jiraiya’s amused face not two inches from his own.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Naruto freaked at the
closeness, while Jiraiya laughed heartily at the small blonde’s reaction.
“What
the hell?! Haven’t you ever heard of personal space?!”
The older man watched
Naruto sputter and squawk indignantly for a few moments with a shit-eating grin
that showed just how much he truly enjoyed getting under the blonde’s skin.
Which
he did.
“When you’re finished
whining clean up and pack up, we need to be in Suna
in a few days.”
Naruto stopped and
looked at Jiraiya curiously, “Why?”
“The creepy brat’s (4)
got information on Akatsuki and he’s made it more than clear that he’s not
talking to me unless you’re there…Really gaki, how
the hell do you manage to get all the ice queens to give you the hairy
eyeball?”
A furious crimson flush
rose to his cheeks, “I’m going to go get packed,” and with that Naruto arose
and rushed to him room to pack.
Jiraiya smirked at the
boy’s response before pulling out a small notebook and starting to write in it,
giggling the entire time.
“Sensual Kitsune
Chronicles, Chapter 1: The Dreamer and the Desert Prince…”
Footnotes:
(1) Oiroke
no Jutsu: Sexy Technique
(2) I’m going under the
assumption that since Naruto was cared for by the Sandaime, he had a good
relationship with Asuma.
(3) I was watching an
episode of the Ghost Whisperer when I was doing the rewrite; it seemed like an
interesting power for Naruto to have.
(4) Jiraiya’s name for
Gaara…kind of mean….but it seems like something that he’d say right?
Glossary:
Fuuin no Ikoi:
seal
of rest (most likely incorrect, I came up with it and tried my hand at
translation)
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed
this chapter. I’m going to try and update on a regular basis so that this fic
won’t languish in the annals of the internet as it did before. Thank you so
much for reading and for all the marvelous reviews…I will do my best not to let
you all down.
P.S. Spoilers for Manga Chapter 398…well…not really
Has anyone read the
latest chapter of Naruto?! Hot damn the Shodai’s hot!
And so is Madara! Kinda
makes me want to write something about them…I am however wondering we’ll be
seeing more of the Nidaime anytime soon…He’s
practically the most neglected character in the manga…I
think the only time he was seen was during the whole Hokage battle…
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