The Fall of the Dogs of War | By : dolphina23 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 926 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Warning: This will most likely end up a Sasu/Naru
story, so if you are not a fan of yaoi and all the
hot sex I or my writing partner can make with it, see exit at stage left.
This
is a collaborative effort between myself and Cupricanka. And, though I tend to err on the side of
perfectionism when it comes to grammar, spelling and word structure, if you
find any errors, please bring it to my attention. That being said, this has
been tinkering its way around my head until I could no longer think for the
desire to get it out. Cupricanka, in all her bravery
and her unique grasp on style has helped me do that. The summary speaks for
itself and the story plays out only in the way it has ordered me to. I am a
slave to my writing. If you are a fan of Sakura, be forewarned. She does not
play a pivotal role and her spark doth expire early.
Disclaimer: I know I need one, but it will only
appear once. I own nothing pertaining to or based off of the characters, story,
anime or manga titled Naruto.
Now, that that’s all out of the way. .
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The Fall of the Dogs of
War
Prologue
Leaves swirled and danced in the afternoon sun. All seemed quiet, almost peaceful.
But, the air was charged, as if waiting for a storm, or maybe some other
disaster. And, really, was that so far from the truth? A storm can be one of
the greatest natural disasters. Whole towns had been irradiated by it; homes
decimated; bodies and parts of bodies strewn on the ground, the earth ready to
receive their blood.
Naruto
sighed, letting the air reach deep inside his lungs. His mind was too
full of 'what could have beens' and 'what ifs'
lately; he hadn't spent nearly enough time worrying over 'what may happen'.
He’d never been the one to think more about the past than the present; or, for
that matter, he’d never been the one to think too deeply on consequences
or the nature of man, why humans did the things they did. Perhaps he should have.
Maybe, if he’d had someone to talk to as he grew up, then now, about
something this important, he would be sure that he was doing the right
thing.
'It
can't be helped,' his mind whispered. It was the same thing he told himself
before, at The Valley of the End, when he and Sasuke were battling each other,
trying to prove to each other who was right and who was wrong in their
separate conclusions about the future, and about what was truly important.
Was it really so wrong to want to keep those close to you with you as long as
possible?
"Enough,"
he ground out, almost growling, even though no one could hear him. "I need
to find Kakashi."
Leaping
from rooftop to rooftop, Naruto headed for the barracks at the east end of
town. He could feel Kakashi's chakra coming in waves
from that direction. He only hoped that the copy-nin
would agree to his terms and that the fox hadn't been playing with him; he had
seemed different when they had last encountered each other during the week long
training on Mt. Myouboku. God, had it only been
one week? It felt as though a year had passed and he was tired for it, so
tired.
But,
those words, the booming voice full of malice and danger, would not leave him.
"What
is it you are trying to accomplish, boy?"
The
fox lashed its tail a few times, grinning down at him in his foul, slightly
playful way. Naruto steeled his resolve. He'd mastered a new form of Sage
techniques that involved the control of nature itself in just a few short days.
Using anywhere between one hundred and a thousand clones at a
time had helped. The old frog Fukasaku
had actually looked impressed. No, he would not be angered and thrown of
balance now.
Naruto
took a deep, controlling breath.
"They
tell me there's a way to release four other forms of your chakra using a key. .
.” He stopped for a moment, as if waiting for a confirmation. But, none
came, so Naruto hurried forward, “. . . one that the fourth left with Jiraiya.
But, the process of learning to control each form would take a while,
especially since I already have trouble with only the third- and fourth-tailed
cloak forms…” This was hard; harder than he had thought, but he kept pushing,
“So I came here. . . "
The words died in his throat. With a part of his mind
that was not busy trying to squeeze the words out of his mouth, Naruto wondered
if he had ever asked anyone for help before. The only thing that came was Team
Seven’s first encounter with Zabuza, when he made a plan that involved Sasuke’s
help. ‘That can’t be the only time…’ His mind tried to slip further down into
memory, but Naruto forced himself to focus.
"I came to ask for your help," he finally
mumbled, looking down toward the end of the tunnel that housed Kyuubi’s cage. The fox let out a roar that changed
to laughter. And, it would almost sound normal - if it weren't for the
larger-than-life view of his razor sharp fangs. To Naruto's mind,
they even seemed to reflect the lights lining the walls in the dank
pit.
"You... wish for my help, is that it?" The fox
replied, with a note of disbelief, still sniggering. "And, what will I get
in return?"
Here it comes, the part Kakashi, the
elders, even that old bag Tsunade, would have his head for; he was about to
risk realizing the worst fear of many people that he cared about. But, Naruto
had made his choice, and would have to live, or else be prepared to die, with
it.
Naruto
stared straight at those eyes. Red on black, with the low light reflecting in
them, it made it seem as though they were pools of liquid. Red liquid, their
color reminding him of another fluid, one he hoped he would not have to grow
accustomed to seeing.
Naruto
shuddered, licked his lips and swallowed.
"What
will you get?" he repeated. The fox waited. Naruto took another breath,
and made his offer in soft and serious voice. “Your
freedom."
There
came a heavy silence. The fox sat there blinking.
"You realize that granting such a thing would mean not only your
death but the possibility that I'll take out all my rage at being imprisoned by
. . .,” the next word came out as a curse, “. . . humans,
on the village?" he countered.
“You won’t.” Naruto answered. The doubt he felt nearly doubled with a
flash of those red eyes. So, he voiced it again, with the same determination
he’d used to convince Tsunade that he deserved her necklace and by that means
her respect, also. “You won’t.”
Kyuubi was quiet, as if considering the offer. He grit his teeth. The damned fox wasn't worth this,
but the people he knew and the legend he'd heard of the nine Gods - well, he
needed to do this. He needed to keep them safe and rectify what past ancestors
had rent and slashed into the annuls
of history.
“You will be given a choice when this is done,” Naruto’s voice rang out
in the deep cavern with more confidence than he felt.
“Help me now, train me to use all forms without causing
harm to myself or someone I'm not aiming for, and I'll give you your freedom,
if that's what you really want.”
It probably was what he wanted; it was hard to imagine
freedom not being at the top of this list for someone who’d had it ripped away
by another being simply out of lust for power or greed. Having something
imprisoned inside of him had never stopped bothering Naruto. Maybe, if he tried
to explain it, the fox would believe in his intentions?
“No one has the right - even if they have the power - to dominate
another living thing, force it into submission,” he said, surprising even
himself with the note of formality to the words. “They had no
right to do this to you, make you into a weapon to be used in what amounts to
petty bickering gone too far.”
There are other weapons, just waiting to be used, all over the world.
Maybe they are not as powerful as what Naruto had here, but they could hurt –
kill – people he loved, his friends, his family. Naruto had to protect them. He
couldn’t bear to lose anyone else, ever again.
“I won't watch them die," and Naruto was shaking with
suppressed rage now, "I won't have you endangering them, either. A blood
pact between us cannot be broken without a lot of help and a shitload of power, but I am trusting, trusting
you, to abide by it anyway."
Kyuubi stared again, quiet for a few more
precious seconds. Naruto lifted his gaze up, so the fox could see the
determination Naruto knew was there. It was always there. If it was a question
of enforcing the laws that protected not only other lives but their livelihoods
by sheer force of will, Naruto would never have a problem. He knew that, just
as he knew that sometimes strength didn’t always have to do with how many
techniques you had or how well you could face down an enemy all on your own. He
really was learning, even if it did take him longer and also cause his senseis to grind their teeth at how many times
they’d repeated themselves. He smiled inwardly at the thought.
Another bark of laughter shook the ground a little, and the fox gave him
a smile.
"Fine, then. I agree to your terms. I, Kyuubi no Yokho, once Kyuubi, Guardian God of the
Underworld, make blood oath to one Uzumaki
Naruto that I shall come when called, help in any way I can and defend all who
ally with him."
And, just as Kyuubi finished speaking, Naruto heard it, a whisper of
sound that was like breathing, but not. He felt the fur (or was it dream fur?)
of one of the fox’s’ tails encompass him and drag him forward until the fox's
breath swayed through his hair. One gigantic claw came out and sliced his
cheek, the pad picking up the beads of blood mixing it with the blood he knew
flowed from an exposed cut just below it.
"It is done." And with those words the whispering stopped and
the lights began to fade.
Naruto felt himself being pulled back to full consciousness. So, he
yelled back into the dark. “Where do we start? What should I do now?”
The fox's voice trailed after him.
"You should pay a visit to the library,
idiot human. And...” There was some mirth in the voice that was fading. “Have a
talk . . . with that . . . insolent teacher.” Naruto had to strain
himself to hear and he leaned forward instinctively. “The one who sealed
me . . . left you more than just . . . a key."
And, that
was why Naruto was here, now, on the search for Kakashi
to ask for his help in gaining access to the Ninja library's classified
sections, ones he knew only the Hokage could enter
or grant permission to. God help him if he'd been wrong. God help them
all. But, he'd always felt that there had been more to
the sealing than he'd been told. That same feeling told him this was the
only option, both for the survival of those he loved and himself.
Naruto trusted his instincts. They had always guided him through life, and
even though the stakes were higher now, the way he did things hadn’t changed.
He needed this so he can keep all the promises he had ever made. Sasuke's battle
with his past would have to wait - at least until Naruto was sure there
was going to be a village for him to return to.
It was the look, the expression on the boy’s face
that made him agree, made him believe. The
one he'd used with that Uchiha brat. Sympathy, wasn't it? Compassion for others,
for their misfortune, the will to help it irritated him, that look. And, what
it seemed to awaken in him . . . No, the fox had not made it one thousand years
on this plane of existence to be cowed by a human, a mere boy, at that.
Kyuubi'd forgotten, it had been so long,
though he remembered himself from that time. Oh, how glorious it would be to
return to it, his former power and glory. The world had been different then.
Humans had made altars to him - to all of them - and they had danced. There had
been famine, of course. Disease and even war had plagued the land almost
constantly. But, they had gone on, never once wavering in their resolve to
remain part of the living things, repaying nature for its gifts, repairing
their homes and villages, bringing new offerings when it had been especially
wrathful. It was ludicrous, to want that time again. They had been more
ignorant than now, though less powerful or power-hungry.
Now, this boy,
this insignificant human vessel felt sympathy for him, offered him a
choice. At first, Kyuubi had thought he was just being his same stupid
self, but Naruto had come to him prepared. He’d learned, Maker help him, of the
blood oath. And, Kyuubi felt in himself a strange fluttering. It started low
and would not cease until he acknowledged it. He was hopeful. For the first
time in many centuries, he felt that he might once again be able to trust in
the words of a human. ‘As long as it was this human,’ he told himself.
Is this that human thing, the one they
call the element of surprise? Maker help him, this boy had made him soft. Or,
was that just different? He wasn't sure, but he certainly hated it.
Hate…
The one emotion he held onto from all
that he'd learned from humans. Ignorant, arrogant beings who felt that what
they could not use, abuse or control would be destroyed. Power, pain,
control and propagation were all that mattered to them. Spineless bastards,
he'd like to rip them down and twist their bodies they angered him so.
But, this boy… he trusted him. And there was also the oath between them now.
He would go along with Naruto’s plans, for now.
But,
he couldn’t help it, he had to laugh. And, seeing those humans’ reactions to
what will become of Naruto as a result of their agreement? Still
snickering at the thought, Kyuubi settled deeper into his cage, flexing his
claws as he went. This play should be interesting to watch if not fully
participate in, very interesting, indeed.
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