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Burn My Dread (Stop Teasing Us Sensei AU)	By : The-One-Reborn Category: Naruto > General Views: 53440 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or any of the other franchises which will make an appearance later on in the series. I do not in any way make any money from this.

Chapter List
- 1-Chapter 01
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Okay so this story was originally written by Absolutely-Solid-Snake (who went by YamiWriter back then) and he was given permission by LordOfLust to officially adopt an AU version of his story before I asked if I could take over, and he only wrote one chapter. Snake later shelved the story because in his words, “the story is so stupid I can’t even make a parody of it.” I can’t blame him; LordOfLaust I don’t hate you or even dislike you, but some of the things you wrote in “Stop Teasing Us Sensei” was just flat out retarded. That said, Snake is a nice person. I am not. Vengeance and hatred are major themes in this story.
Before we start there are a few things I’d like to retcon. One, Kushina is not an SS-Ranked kunoichi because A- the Kyūbi is definitely not friends with her, B- she doesn’t know his name (why would he even tell her that if he wants to ruin her?) Simply having large chakra and durability doesn’t make you a walking talking army killer. Two, Naruto will slowly evolve over the course of the story. Two, there are time-travel elements in this story inspired by “Prophecy Besmirched” and “How Naruto Screwed with History”. Three, prepare for some OOC-ness because if I don’t there is no way I can write this story without giving myself a major stroke.
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The Fourth Hokage’s greatest failure.
That’s what they called him. Every day and every night, he heard those hushed whispers. The snickers, the laughs, the taunts. Each day a part of him suffered hearing those words. Always shrouded by the shadow his father’s greatness cast, Naruto struggled to make himself stand out.
Not because he wanted attention, but because he wanted to be himself.
Yet, they only saw the son of the Fourth or the Tailed Beast in human skin. Now, here he sat in the middle of Training Ground Seven, his fists bloodied and tears threatening to break out. And again, he failed to prove his might. All because…he wanted to keep his word.
“I see you’re finally accepting your fate,” a dark, cruel voice whispered to him. “Tell me boy, do you want power? Do you want to break free and prove everyone wrong?”
Shut up, he stared at the ground, refusing to hear those words. He couldn’t even cut the connection off due to his messed up chakra control. That…freakshow of a woman in the Forest of Death did a number on him with that seal thingy. Naruto was sure he couldn’t even walk up a wall if his life depended on it.
“Why? Is little Naruto scared? Is he angry after losing to the Inuzuka runt?”
I said, shut up, Naruto said to the beast inside him.
“I don’t blame you though,” the beast of malice casually spoke. “You did promise your mother you would let her students fight you with everything they had. Then again, I wonder what the fight would have turned out if you had proper chakra control. To think that your own parents ignored teaching you all that. Honestly, you’d probably be better off as an orphan.”
Naruto tried to counter those words. He wanted to. He failed. He didn’t hate his parents, far from it…he loved them.
However, with Minato getting the life sucked out of him because of his position along with his mother, who for some reason spent nearly all her time with her team, he rarely got time to trained by them. His mother, Kushina, joined the active roster eight years after he was born. He didn’t complain that they didn’t teach him. He didn’t complain about how he’d get bullied. He never complained about how he’d been picked on or beaten, because he always came home healed. He wasn’t a genius, Naruto freely admitted that. That title, rightfully, belonged to people like Sasuke.
Sasuke had gone through so much, lost his entire family, yet persevered. And Naruto despite having everything was left with nothing. That made him even more jealous of the Uchiha prodigy and, again, Naruto failed his teammate by not going to the final round. They’d promised to meet each other in the finals. Maybe, he shouldn’t have listened to Kushina and let Kiba power up to his full capacity. It was stupid of him.
“You’re damn right it was stupid,” the Fox said once more. “Then again, your parents do consider you just that. They did hide the fact you were a Jinchūriki from you for fourteen years. Still, I thought you’d catch on after the villagers, who so lovingly trust their Hokage, beat your ass into the ground when you were ten.”
I don’t want to talk you, fox, Naruto choked the words out, trying to forget that horrible night. Mizuki’s words of him being a monster in human flesh deeply gashed him. Go away.
“No, I rather enjoy breaking you down. And the funny thing is,” he could feel the beast smiling, “your parents ignoring you is helping me weaken the seal. I really should thank them. Looks like I’ll gain freedom sooner than I think. First thing I’ll do is rip my other half out of your whore of a mother. Watching her die will put the biggest smile on my face.”
If you touch her, Naruto spoke, venom clear in his eyes as they turned red for a moment. I’ll kill you.
He heard the Kyūbi laughing like a madman in his mind. It fucking scared him. “Big words coming from a runt who got his ass kicked twice in 24 hours. At least the first woman was strong, strong enough to shame your parents even. The second one…hahahahahahha! You could’ve easily beaten that brat if you had your powers or you didn’t let him gain his full strength. Oh wait, you did. And who was it that told you to fight fair against them? That’s right, that whore of a redhead told you.”
“SHUT UP!” Naruto yelled as he slammed his own forehead against the ground. The metallic part on his headband dented and the blond felt something trickling down his forehead. He was still retaining injuries from his last two fights, and now this. Getting up, while rubbing the blood off with his sleeves, Naruto started to walk off until he felt someone was behind him.
“Naruto,” a voice, calm and cool spoke. “I’ve been looking for you.”
He would not cry. He could not cry. Naruto kept mentally telling himself that. Yet he couldn’t turn around and face his sensei. In his mind, he failed the famed Copy Ninja. “Naruto,” his sensei’s voice was more soothing now. “You need to go back to the infirmary. Sensei’s been looking for you.”
“And Mom?” He couldn’t help but ask.
A part of him was dying to know. He loved his mother more than his father, it sounded like favoritism but it was true. For the first eight years of his life, it was just him and Kushina. Minato was there, but not like her. She was his pillar of support, his dream of Hokage stemmed from the fact she could never attain that position. He wanted that hat to fulfill his mother’s dream. Why else would he want to be that? He’d seen how the position drained Minato of a normal family life.
Instead of hearing an immediate ‘Yes’, he heard his sensei sigh. “Kushina-san’s gone to train her team. Last I heard she and Kiba came to visit you at the infirmary.”
Hearing his name made a scowl appear on his face. Kiba. Naruto never really got along with him. On top of that, his mother was with him. They spent too much time together, she and her whole time. It was disturbing at times, and their joint mission at Wave only increased his dislike of them more.
Takako and Komachi, along with the resident skank Ami, were the ones who looked down on him the most. He understood why. They all lost family in the Kyūbi rampage and their relatives fed them hatred and prejudice. But, Kiba…he really didn’t know why the boy hated him. Naruto knew the Inuzuka didn’t like him, despite their loudmouthed and brash similarities.
“Naruto, I asked you a question.”
“What?” the boy said, still not looking at him. Glaring at the ground was far more comfortable. The blond felt a hand ruffling his hair. It was nice.
“I asked you why ran away from the infirmary.”
Naruto couldn’t answer. He thought his imagination was getting the better of him in that place. For a second he though he heard his mother and Kiba’s voice there, and some sort of slurping noises. He wanted to ignore that and the Kyūbi’s taunts about debauchery wasn’t helping.
“I…I didn’t want to meet anyone.”
Hearing his sensei sigh once more, Naruto prepared himself for words of disappointment. “It’s okay, Naruto. You didn’t get through this time, you can try again in six months.”
And Naruto couldn’t hold his tears back anymore. It was almost cruel. He didn’t want to be left behind, not anymore. He was the dead last son of the Fourth and the Habanero.
A fucking failure.
“Oi, oi,” Kakashi said finally coming in front of him, forcing the blond to look at him. “That’s not the genin I know from my team. I thought you never gave up.”
“Kakashi-sensei,” he choked out. “You don’t understand! Every time I do something, someone compares me to Dad and say how he was better at my age! I’m not him! I don’t want to be him. I want to be myself. Why can’t people understand that?! Either it’s always comparing me to Dad, saying how he and Mom have a failure of a son or the Kyūbi in human form. I don’t like it anymore! Sometimes I wish I’d never been born!”
Kakashi let the boy cry it out. In the jōnin’s mind, sometimes it was better to let the emotions out. Bottling them lead to severe consequences, Kakashi knew that firsthand and if Minato along with his wife weren’t alive, he would’ve spiraled further into that depressing state. Bless the Sandaime and his sacrifice to keep the village safe. His student was a complicated one, just like Sasuke.
Whereas Sasuke lost everything, Naruto had his parents but none of the support. It was tragic almost. The Copy Ninja tried to hint it at the blond’s parents, but they were more thick than he assumed. Kakashi was never one to butt his nose into a family’s life. They were fully grown adults and could handle their shit on their own.
“I just,” Naruto spoke after several moments. “I just want to prove to everyone that I’m me! That I’m not a failure, I’m not the Kyūbi, and the reason I’m improving isn’t because I have strong parents or something.”
“I understand, Naruto. Believe me, I do,” Kakashi said. “Now, I’ve got one question to ask you and you’re going to answer it honestly.”
“Alright,” the blond said, uneasiness growing inside him.
“Why didn’t you use Shadow Clones against Kiba? You only went for timed attacks and long ranged shuriken attacks, which really isn’t your forte.” Kakashi finished and heard his student mumbling. “What was that?”
“I can’t use my chakra,” Naruto muttered.
“What?” Kakashi asked, his eye widening. The Copy Ninja took off his headband, the Sharingan gleamed as it analyzed Naruto. His student fought against Kiba and lasted more than fifteen minutes in this state? Kakashi didn’t know whether to feel proud or be sad at the predicament. “Your chakra…why is it so..”
“Fucked up?” Naruto said, not caring about his language and saw his sensei nod, hesitantly. “It was the freaky woman we faced in the Forest of Death, the one who had large snakes. She hit me with something on her fingers. Ever since that, I can’t use it and you know how horrible my control is.”
Kakashi winced at those words. He wasn’t a good teacher, far from it he was almost biased and lazy. “Well, the latter is my fault; I should’ve trained you more –all of you. As for the woman, well she did do a number on you. It was a seal she used, one made specifically to mess up your chakra control. Were you using it’s chakra by any chance?”
“Yeah, I was using his chakra,” Naruto said. “How do I fix this? I need to train more. I can’t afford to be behind anymore.”
“Unfortunately, I can’t break that seal,” Kakashi said, his student seemed more hopeless. It was too similar, the hopelessness in his eyes. The failure of not being able to do anything. “But, I do know someone who will be able to break that seal.”
“I’m not going to Dad.”
Naruto’s eyes were unwavering and Kakashi sighed. The rebellious teenage phase was amazing. At least his student still had spunk. “I was thinking of someone else. In fact, he might be the best teacher you need right now considering I’ve got to train Sasuke for the next stage.”
Naruto flinched at the mention of Sasuke. “Sensei,” the blond said. “Could…you tell Sasuke I didn’t make it to the finals?”
“Naruto,” Kakashi said. “Like I said before, don’t worry. You can improve, in fact if you use your Shadow Clones you can improve quickly. Surely you know that.”
“What?” Naruto asked and Kakashi raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean improve quickly? They’re just expendable clones.”
“Well you do know that your clones send you information when they dispel right,” Kakashi said as his student nodded. “You can train with them. Say you do the same thing with 50 clones, and you’ll get 50 days of training in one day and, you…didn’t know that, did you?”
Naruto could only stare like an idiot at his words. How didn’t he notice this before?! “Oh man…”
“It’s alright, Naruto,” Kakashi couldn’t help but chuckle. At least the kid knew how to waltz through grief quickly when given a distraction. “It’s probably because the chakra overload wasn’t a problem for you. Now, let’s go. A perverted sage awaits.”
“Not him…when did Pervy Sage come back?”
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Kushina smiled as she went home and stretched. It had been quite an eventful day. Or a mouthful, she giggled to herself as she remembered sucking Kiba off near Naruto’s unconscious form. It was so wrong, yet it excited her. Kiba, Takako and Komachi were oddly gifted for young men.
Resisting the urge to rub her clitoris, she entered home and loudly yelled, “I’m home!”
She saw Minato coming out, with a bowl in his hand and his classic apron on. A smile, albeit strange, presence on his face. “Welcome back, Kushina.”
“Minato,” she went forward and kissed him.
It was strange really. She still loved Minato, but physically there was this urge inside her. It stemmed from three years ago and it finally broke when she took on a team. Of course it was all harmless, and Kushina was thirsty for some. Her students were still children though, it would be over soon. She was a married woman at the end of the day, and her little act could only escape Minato’s eyes for so long. Still, it was fun and she enjoyed the desire in their eyes. But she would never stoop to Mito’s level when the Kyūbi showed her a very…disturbing memory. Nothing would make her do that.
“You’re home early,” the redhead said and Minato shrugged.
“Well, I had some less work today and on top of that there’s no sign of Orochimaru,” Minato frowned a bit. “Maybe he was just here to mark Sasuke. But if he does show up, he’ll die.”
The sharp venom in Minato’s words almost made Kushina jump him. She missed that fire of his, being Hokage took away this thing Minato had. The aura of command around him. It was hot. Something her students had. Now if only the five inches grew a bit more.
“Anyways,” her husband, the Yellow Flash said. “You should probably go freshen up. I’m making dinner tonight.”
“Right,” Kushina said and went to her room. Standing naked in front of the mirror, she admired her fit frame. Understanding why men lusted after her, she shrugged it off as she relaxed under the warm shower. Fixing her hair and putting on her nightgown, she came down to see Minato ready with dinner. It had been some time since Minato came home this early. Maybe they could have one of their nights again, it had been a long time. Looks like the sound barriers would have to come up, she didn’t want Naruto getting scarred or something. Speaking of him.
“I’ll go get Naruto,” Kushina and got up, but Minato stopped her, motioning her to sit down.
“Naruto isn’t in the village.”
“What?!” she nearly snapped. “What do you mean Naruto’s not in the village? Is he still blowing off steam? I swear to God, I get that he lost but geez. He doesn’t have to be so overdramatic.” Maybe Kiba was right about her son being a complaining idiot. Perhaps her biased view of her son was not letting her see the fail-
“Kushina,” Minato spoke with a small frown. “You really shouldn’t say that.”
“Well, if he stops acting like a brat then maybe I will.”
“Look,” Minato said, rubbing his head. He had a bizarre expression on his face, part guilt and part sadness. “Naruto…he’s angry right now and since Jiraiya-sensei was in the village, I sent the two of them on a mission. We need to find Tsunade for Lee’s treatment. I can’t risk having the Ichibi Jinchūriki running wild.”
“Minato,” she said, “you and I both know we can handle an out of control Jinchūriki. Back to the point, why did you send Naruto with the pervert of all people? He’s not a good influence you know.”
Kushina did note the amount of hypocrisy in her words, but why did Minato send her son off with the pervert? There was no point. Naruto had been slacking from what she’d seen today, and all his claims of improving seemed like lies. When he got back—
“Kushina, that’s enough,” Minato said, leaving no room for argument. “Jiraiya sensei for all his flaws is a good person, he did teach me. I’ve known him for years, besides Kakashi did a good thing when he took Naruto to him. The extra seal needed to be broken.”
“What?”
“You don’t know?” Minato asked her and Kushina’s confusion grew. What seal?
“What are you talking about?”
“Naruto didn’t tell you? Although he didn’t want to tell me either, I guess he was embarrassed,” Minato continued, rubbing his chin. “I thought for sure he would’ve told you about it.”
“Minato, what are you talking about? What seal?”
“Naruto and his team, do you know what happened to them?”
“Other than Orochimaru marking Sasuke which was supposedly his objective, nobody told me anything else,” Kushina clarified and saw her husband sigh. She didn’t like it.
“I need you to remain calm, okay Kushina?” he said and watched his wife nod. “Naruto almost died.”
The words came as a blow to Kushina, she felt a pang in her chest. “W-What?”
“Orochimaru,” Minato said, his tone not hiding the hatred. “He didn’t just go after Sasuke. Sakura told me that Naruto used ‘red chakra’ to fight Orochimaru and for a moment, our son did have the upper hand. Tearing through two of his large summons until Orochimaru stabbed him with a sword right through the gut. The doctors mentioned he did have a scar in the serratus side.”
Kushina clenched her fists as she thought about the image. Her boy, the one she possibly loved the most in the world, stabbed by the traitorous snake. Her stomach churned and for a moment she heard the Kyūbi growl.
“Thankfully he was able to heal and, then Orochimaru placed a Five Pronged Seal on top of the Eight Trigrams,” Minato finished with as sigh. She’d gotten all the answers. “Well that explains why he performed so poorly. Kakashi said that Naruto was shaken up about it. Still, I’m surprised he lasted that long.”
“S-So,” Kushina almost stuttered and took a moment to compose herself, remembering the promise she made him take. “He fought Kiba while not having access to his chakra?”
“Yeah,” her husband said. A small smile of pride tugged at her husband’s lips. “The guts on him surprises me every day. Makes me feel like I should spend a bit more time training him. He’s fiercely loyal, kind of like his mother. What about you? Did you teach him something new?”
“Uh, no,” she said, a bit nervously.
“What? I thought that’s why you get up so early in the morning. Then where do you go?” Minato asked, his brows furrowed.
“To teach my team,” she said, And sucking them off. The last bit was in her mind of course.
“Oh,” the Fourth Hokage said a bit confused, eyes narrowed. “I guess that’s a good thing.”
“It would be biased, wouldn’t it? Me teaching my son over my team?”
“As a sensei, yes. But lately,” Minato said with a tone she hadn’t heard in a long time. Not since Rin died. “I feel like he’s growing distant and if today’s behavior was anything to go by, then I’m sure he resents me on some scale.”
“What happened?” she asked. Fear overtook her mind.
“Well, it wasn’t Naruto who told me that Orochimaru placed a seal on him,” Minato explained. “Kakashi told me he’s going to train Sasuke, and he took Jiraiya to break the seal. When I asked why Naruto didn’t come to me, he said Naruto didn’t want to see me right now. I even checked the infirmary but he didn’t return. Then Jiraiya sensei came and for some reason, he was disappointed. I haven’t seen him looking at me like that since I failed the Bell Test.”
Kushina’s worries increased with each word her husband said. It was something she didn’t want to hear. It wasn’t like she ignored Naruto or something. She just left him to his own devices, he did seem determined and never asked for help or training. Self-made all the way.
“Then I gave Jiraiya sensei a mission to find Tsunade, if they couldn’t do it in four weeks then to return immediately.”
“And Naruto,” she finally spoke. “He went along willingly?”
“From what sensei said, yes,” Minato said. “It would be best if he spends sometime outside the village, right now he’s pissed. Still, he could’ve said something about his condition or at the very least not let Kiba thrash him around like that by telling the truth from the start.”
Kushina never felt hypocrisy hitting her more than it did today. She remembered asking Naruto to fight fair against her students and he probably did his best to keep up with Kiba, powered by his clan’s pills. An ugly pit formed in her stomach. She called her son a slacker when he was essentially fighting Kiba with both arms tied behind his back while her student had a sword in his hands.
“Well, let’s have dinner then,” Minato said. “Don’t want it getting cold.”
“Yeah,” Kushina said and ate quietly. Small word exchanged between the couple, her explaining how she had a well planned training (and sexual) routine planned with her students. Yet, some of the excitement was lost and she found her mind going to back to Naruto repeatedly. He didn’t even come home and left in that state. Going to bed, she lied quietly when the Kyūbi spoke up.
“Not thinking about fucking your students anymore. Color me surprised,” the beast spoke, its words were condescending.
Shut up, furball, Kushina mentally said. Why the fuck are you even talking to me?
“It’s only a matter of time. Mito did the same thing, Uzumaki have a large libido and being a Jinchūriki only affects it more.”
So you’re doing this to me?
“Oh I’m doing nothing,” the beast said. “The desire is there, I’m just amplifying it a bit. Besides, you’re the one who got bored and let herself be ruled by children eager for a fun fuck. Mito did the same, her husband was always so busy, so she kept all her holes busy in retaliation. And now, your son will probably do the same.”
You leave him out of this, Kushina said, her chains threatening to bind the beast, painfully.
“Oh you can do that all you want, we all know you want to be tied up and fucked over by those three students of yours,” the beast said. “As for your son, I don’t have to do anything. He’ll fall sooner or later, after all…being ignored by your mother…even I couldn’t handle something like this. Can you imagine what will happen when he falls under lust too? How many girls and women he’ll fuck and rape if his mind gets broken?”
Kushina cut off the connection as she tried to sleep. Yet thoughts of Naruto and sex with her students kept coming back. It intermingled at times. She ignored it and thought of how to improve her relationship with her son and avoid what Mito became. Thoughts of Naruto becoming like her, only more dominant and evil and cruel flashed in her mind as he pillaged and plundered the snatches of several women. If Kushina knew what was to come because of her inner desires, then the redhead would’ve stopped right there and then.
But someone else had much bigger plans, both for her and her son.
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Deep inside the mind of one sleeping Jinchūriki, the Bijū groaned in pain. Its back stabbed by several large black rods, impaling it to the watery surface. The Kyūbi was hatred incarnate, or that’s what it thought until a few days ago.
“I did as you asked, get these things out of me,” the nine tailed fox could only take so much. The only thing he hated more than Madara Uchiha was the Gedo Statue. The long accursed history of the world and the cruel bane it had, the curse his father’s line had to put up with. And now he was seeing it again.
Perfect concentric ripples over a purple sclera, tomoe on each line.
The Rinnegan. He wished it was just that, but beside that eye to the left was a Sharingan, and above it all… the accursed combination of the two. The Rinne-Sharingan, the progenitor of all dojutsu. The beast was terrified. Why wouldn’t he be? He sensed his own chakra, and his brothers and his sisters, and so much more chakra that eclipsed his own. The Kyūbi was a pond compared to the tidal wave that rose higher and higher, threatening swallow him whole.
“Oh Kurama,” Kyūbi heard, “if things were that simple I would’ve done that a week ago. Besides, the way I see it you started this whole thing. Both here and in my world.”
Kyūbi hated humanity. He hated the darkness he saw in them. There were naturally drawn to all things chaotic. He wanted vengeance on them, and he thought to himself why not mess with his jinchuriki? Sure, he wouldn’t be able to kill them, but mentally making them filthy twisted caricatures of themselves? Yes, he could do that. Another him had the same idea too. Kurama never hated himself more.
Out of the darkness a man stepped out. Young, perhaps sixteen, seventeen. Strongly built, shirtless, tanned skin, wild red spiky hair that looked akin to a rising fire; one red eye to enslave them all, one violet eye to rule them all, one crimson eye to destroy everything. The Rinne Sharingan closed on the forehead making it look completely normal, and the accursed man deactivated both the Sharingan and the Rinnegan. It was absurd! Even his father was never able to do that.
“You know what they say, old buddy, old friend, old pal,” the man grinned, his devilishly handsome features would no doubt ensnare many a woman, and his blue eyes shone with a gleam of malice, “What goes around comes around.”
“Curse you,” Kurama said before Torii gates fell down above him. There were seals placed INSIDE his seal to make sure his Jinchūriki didn’t realize what was going on. The crimson haired man was walking forward, his arm extended as a black rod, a glowing chain and dark wood emerged in a spiraling fashion from his arm. “CURSE YOU! NARUTO UZUMAKI!”
“Famous last words,” the crimson haired, twisted version of Naruto Uzumaki said before plunging the weapon into his skull. It was getting darker and darker. Kurama could feel his chakra withering away. “No more resurrections this time.” With that, Kurama, the Nine Tailed Fox, the favorite of the Sage of Six Paths closed his eyes.
This world is ruined.
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I'd like to point out that the last scene did not exist in the version Snake wrote. That one came from yours truly, cause I added the time-travel elements along with Kurama's death/absorption.
There. Hope you fuckers liked it. I’ll explain more in the next chapter about this second Naruto who we’ll be referring to Yami to avoid confusion for now. Make sure to leave me lots of reviews. Again, this is not to spite LordOfLust. I just don’t like his story. Ciao, fuckbois and fuckgurls.
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