The Fury within: Of demons and man

The Fury within: Of demons and man

Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Neji X Naruto X Gaara
Warnings: Oh...the warnings. Yaoi threesome, pain, bloodplay, gore, language, angst, voy.,kinda PWP, and many more I know I am forgetting.
Status: Complete

Summary: Naruto makes a deal with the demon himself to save Konoha, but what he didn't understand were the terms.


Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, just the words I have typed.



The loud screams of the leaves deafened us as we fly by. Hot on our heels, the battle roar of the monster sent out to claim our souls. One would think, that after all these years of being chased, that one would be used to it. Tucking my chin preventing the branch from taking my head, the reality of the situation is clear. The final battle approaches...and I have decided. I will never give in, or will I let myself become 'used' to it. Allowing myself to accommodate the legality of this...way of life, would be accepting it in my heart.

That will never be an option as far as I am concerned.

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"Left at three o'clock!" the man's voice yells over the bellowing beast behind us. Chancing a look over the shoulder, I wish I hadn't.

Neji's Byakugan rages brilliantly in the summers cold moon lite. Absently, I wonder if he himself was born of moonbeams. With the expansive black mane wailing freely behind him, the opalescent parlor of his eyes, and the pale skin he looks as if he belongs to the night.

Shaking my head clear, ' this is not the time,' I chastise myself. Ogling your team mate, while fleeing for your life, not a good thing.

"Naruto! NOW!" Neji yells, signaling the time is right.

Skidding to a halt, twisting counter clockwise, assuming the position, I whisper the words needed to give me what I desire. "Kage Bunshin no Jutsu..." Closing my eyes, the foxes chakra and mine well to the surface, dancing together in unison, before blending to perfect harmony for release.

Immediately, twenty copies of me are surrounding us. A 'human' shield to let the others escape. "Go, Hyuuga, I will meet you at the spring where the lotus blooms true," I tell him in cryptic verse.

"Show before the last petal falls, Naruto, I mean it," he replies, fazing out to safety take the others back.

The ground trembles with the approach of the beast. Sighing deeply, I take the last path offered to me....

"Kyuubi, hear my call!" I roar, willing the fox to the surface. "Protect the Village you once tried to destroy, redeem yourself in the eyes of elders," with a quivering voice, the meekness of it sounds little against the onslaught of the beast's tree leveling ascent, "Redeem me."

A slight stir in the gut alerts his arrival to consciousness, as does the intimate purr echoing in my head. "Everything has it's price, kit, are you prepared to pay the cost of victory?"

"YOU were my payment, demon fox!" The anger and hate are nearly uncontrollable now. Blue bleeds to red, as I see the other barreling near.

"Not in this, not this time. It's your decision, it's your body that will be altered."

"I don't care! As long as it keeps them safe, and you from killing the Village, DO IT!" This is not time for thought process, not time to react. I need him; thee Village needs me. Is this what the Fourth felt? Utter calm and icy rage all in the same?

"Just remember, Uzamaki Naruto, I did warn you," he hisses. The heated breath of the dragon is upon us. I cannot move, the screeching in my ears are enough to drown all out. Spots dance in my retina's...am I passing out?

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I wail at the fading vision. 'I...need to...protect....KYUUUUUBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!' I feel my head tipping back, the muscles I trained so hard to define break and tangle, Shoulder blades snap painfully, Back arches unnaturally, and I know I am dying.

Everything that makes me human sparks and the fires of the demon fox burn them away. 'This, this...is the price of a protector.' Kyuubi croons, a dangerous note in his cords. 'This is our price to pay.'

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"Neji, we have to go back!" the shrill voice grates wrongly against my spine. Doesn't she know I want to?! But, I cannot. I will not rise the lives of the others, he tried to hard to defend.

"We keep the pace. No stopping until we reach the meeting place," I tell her with out looking back. She has no need to see the pain in my eyes, that is for me alone to deal with.

"Hyuuga, she is right. We have to go back," the cool, collected, tone of Lee speaks.

"No, I am team leader. We stay on course, he will meet us there." Shoving the long lock of hair away from my face, the cords of muscle tighten and release, sailing us over the landscape with an eerie ease.

The small bundle in my arms begins to move slightly as we eat up the ground at the shattering pace. This is what he fought so hard to protect. Who am I to deny him his glory?

"Neji..."

"NO!" I snap, fed up with this insolence. "We are moving civilians, mostly wounded, it's too risky to go back. Sakura, you better than most, must understand the urgency to get the to safety. I must ask you not to bring it up again."

Jaded green eyes glance downward in bitter acceptance. Ah, she understands now. Even if we were able to save him, he would resent us for sacrificing the innocent in his name.

"You're right," she spoke softly. "We must get them to Tsunade-sama for treatment."

"Yes, then we can go back for Naruto," Lee adds, shifting his two passengers over his back.

"Hai." Then we will go back for him. And, by the Gods Naruto, you better be alive when we come for you...

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Mist swirls languidly around my feet as a butterfly flutters near my face. Looking up from the downward position my head had hung, I find I am in the most beautiful of lands I have ever seen. Am I dead? Is this Heaven?

A soft chuckle pulls my thoughts from the reverie they had been placed, tracking the location of the sound I can feel my eyes grow wide. "You know, if your eyes got any bigger, Naruto, they'd fall out of your head."

"How...how do you know my name, Yondaime Hokage-sama?"

He smiles serenely at my outbursting surprise. Blond tendrils sway lightly with the gentle breeze of this...netherworld. "Actually, Naruto, I know you very well," he says quietly, that calm smile still in place.

"I...don't understand. How?" I stammer.

"I am 'your' protector, Naruto," laughing genuinely, he finishes, "It is a full time job were you're concerned."

"I don't need any-ones protection, least of all yours," I spit, angry for some reason. Why? Why am I so angry? Is this the foxes doing?

Azure eyes fall the weight of his heavy heart bled through his vision, and he says something inaudible. I can see the lips moving, but the sound is mute. Looking back up at me, those woe full eyes seem to plead with me, louder he tries to yell whatever it is he is trying to say. And, still, I hear nothing. Absolute nothingness to be exact.

No longer the cheer full chirps of the birds, or the butterflies wings humming above my face. Just...nothingness.

"Yo...yondaime?" I ask, unable to even hear my own voice's plea. The fear settles cooling in my body, and I know... this will be bad.

"Never..." I can hear him scream over the all encompassing nothingness, "Sochi..."

"YODAIME!" I scream, hearing the full force of my wail before the earth cracks and swallows me whole. Jolting my body from this plane to the reality, the horror of the situation is absolved.

A red haze lines my vision, the blood born of the fangs crowding my mouth flood my throat and swims in my belly; all the while fingers are bent at an awkward angles, and the scathing itch of fur across my skin.

My body moves of it's own accord, or rather the foxes accord; and we move in unison. The tap of nails on rock surface beats to a rhythm of our approach, the weight behind us feels natural yet not at the same time.

Dipping the right shoulder down, we enter the attack stance. Fanning all nine tails to their majesty, we crouch. Chin tucked, eyes up narrowing in on our target, and fangs dripping wet with saliva.

Back legs bunch up neatly as we launch into the air, landing expertly in front of the dragon. Tipping our large head back, we roar our victory to the heavens and hells witnessing this fight.

The dragon attempts to struggle only to be consumed in the fires birthed of our souls rage; the stench of decaying scales invades our nose and we are quick to end this. The animal instincts in the fox understands the need for survival, and the demon craves gore, both are ready for the murder of another. Even so, it's done quickly. In one fell swoop of our head, the dragon's throat is severed with one bite.

The demon purrs to life, drowning in the blood of the prey. Sickened, I try to pull us back from the carnage, before we do what i believe us to do. But, I am not strong enough, or not will full enough, to pull back.

The sick sinking noises of us feeding echo in the small forest surrounded ravine. Not a single soul braves an approach of a beast feeding. Mentally closing my 'eyes', I try not to take part in the feeding. But, I cannot deny the tender flesh that slides down our...my...throat isn't wondrous. Nor, can I deny that the blood that sloshes on the roof of my mouth tastes badly. No, this feeding is just what we've needed....

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As we near the Kumogakure borders, I release the flare to alert them of our arrival. This is the reason why we carry the wounded children on our backs. The 'would-be' peace between the two lands is fragile and must be protected at all costs.

These little ones will earn our trust in Kuogakure's Kage's eyes. After years of mistrust and war, we will finally achieve peace. 'Agrigato, Naruto, you understood this.'

"As soon as we drop them at the gates, we move to find Naruto," Sakura demands.

"Hai," I reply. Even if we do not find him whole, we owe it to him to give him a Shinobi's funeral. "There's the gate."

"TSUNADE!" Sakura bellows, wanting the Hokage-healer out when we barrel through the gate. The child in my arms has long since ceased moving, and I fear she may be dead.

Sparing a glance to the small brunette in my arms, I feel...strangely moved. Emotions are supposed to be repressed when one becomes a Shinobi, but looking at her battle scarred face I just can't hold back the feelings. Anger. Guilt. Sadness, all waver across my features.

Swiftly clearing the large wooden gates, we race through the heart of the Village. Seeing the large chested Healer running towards us, I slow ready to stop when I am near.

"Where is Naruto?" She asks, taking the child from my arms. Gently lying her on the dirt, she administers the proper treatment to stabilize her. "She's not going to make it unless we move her to surgery!" She yells to the aids clamoring towards us.

"He stayed, we are going to retrieve him now," I answer truthfully. Whether we bring back an honored corpse, or a wounded man, that's not for me to choose.

"YOU LEFT HIM!" she roared, that terrible anger backing the words. Many cower in fear; not I though. I stand ready for her wraith.

"No, he stayed. Nothing more nothing less. He paved the path for our safety." Pointing down to the child bleeding out into the dirt, continuing, "For her safety."

Shocked at my words, or for the fact that the child was dying on the ground beneath us, she dropped whatever comment she was going to say. Bending down to pick up the girl, she rushed to the make shift hospital.

"Bring him home, Hyuuga!" she yelled over her shoulder before ducking under the tent's flap.

'I intend to.' Looking back at the others, the tiredness weighs hard on their faces, but is out classed my the determination. "Alright, let's go get our team mate back."

With out another word, we're off once more. The air seems to part, giving us the ambition to move faster. Harder and harder we push. Faster and faster we drive our bodies to the limit. 'Don't you dare die on my Naruto!' I let my thoughts whisper.

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The sound of something feeding flares seductively in my ears. Subconsciously licking the dryness of my lips, I allow my body to move towards that beckoning symphony.

Closer and closer I draw near, closer and closer the sounds become. The demon wills us to move faster, an urgent want to take part of the feast. And, I agree. Leaping into the tree line, we guide effortless to the desired feeding ground.

Parting the last bit of trees, I can make out what is feeding. A demon of man and beast haunched over the corpse of a giant green dragon. The hybrid beast rips at the flesh, swallowing them neatly. An orgasmic look gracing his face.

His face...it seems familiar. Stepping closer, I must investigate. My coming closer alerted the beast of my presence. Snapping his head upwards, he levels crimson eyes on my, and completes my suspicion.

"Naruto? Is that you?" I ask softly. I stop thirty feet from his bent form, not wanting to urge him into attack mode.

Human lips peel back to reveal an impressive row of razor canines, and not a hint of recognition lights his eyes. Just that spine shivering growl erupts giving the only clue that he's seen me.

"Uzamaki, are you there?" I ask more demanding this time. I know how he struggles with the fox, and now I know that the fox has emerged. This could get nasty real fast.

Shukaku slides further from the surface, imitating fear. I know he fears the foxed power, but he also is attracted to it. As am I.

Spinning a web of unseen chakra, I begin to build the net to capture this raging beast. If Naruto's human heart is left within that monster, he will thank me after.

A long time ago we made a 'pact' of sorts to another. Both fearing the demon's power in our bodies, and both caring for the Village we hail from, we decided to be each others executioner if the need arose. Judging by the inhuman way Kyuubi keeps staring at me, the need has rose dangerously high.

"Gaara...." he forces out harshly, The word sounds strange and diluted being pushed though the fangs.

"Yes," I answer, biding my time until the net is completed.

"What have I become?" he asks, tears lining those frighteningly beautiful eyes. "Am I a monster?"

Taking in his appearance, one would say yes. The bottom half of his body is solely owned by the fox. The dark auburn fur lines the fox shaped legs, and the once feet are now a rather large paws; complete with a dangerous set of claws.

Between the apex of his thighs his naked sex hangs adding to the animal appearance he's warped into. All the while, the nine tails spin leisurely behind him like a flag to the foxes characteristics. Each moved like it held a conscious of it's own. Perhaps they did.

Above his navel is were the human flesh took over; the tan color blends perfectly into the foxes coat. The muscled arms stayed the same, other than the hands. The bent at an angle that no humans would be able to obtain, as well at the claws that replaced finger nails.

Traveling up, I noticed the color of his hair. No longer blond any more, but a mixture of blond, reds, and browns, making it a cross between the foxes true coloring and his own. But, what was the most intriguing were the two elongated 'fox' ears that poked through the curtain of hair. Those off ears were the same color as the bottom half of him, and topped the foxes presence in his physical features.

As my eyes roamed his new body, I couldn't help the excited growls from gurgling out. He was perfect. A hellish mix of man and beast, blended together to make....something wonderfully disturbing.

"Gaara?" he nearly cried. His face, I noticed, remained that same. The same boyish shaped eyes, the same whisker lined cheeks, and the same full lips. Which appeared even fuller due to the fangs sneaking out from behind the lip.

"You are perfect."

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"We are almost there, I can see the battle grounds!" Lee shouts, bounding past me in a whirlwind of energy. I hate to think this, but the way the earth is upturned and desecrated I do not think we are in time.

"Naruto!" Sakura yells loudly, trying in vain to find him. When no answer is received, the tears well in her pretty eyes. "NARUTO! Damn you answer me!"

Pushing on, I dare not tell her it's too late. We would feel his chakra if he'd survived. Calling on my Kekki genkai I cannot 'see' his chakra signature anywhere. But, I do see the monster's he was fighting.

"Lee! Sakura! STOP!" I yell, heeding them to stop before the beast smells us out. We alone are no match for it.

Ignoring me, the faze out of sight and down the banks of the ravine were Naruto had been last. "Kuso!" I swear, following suit. I cannot leave them down there.

Pulling my hands over my eyes a bit to shield the dust from them, I hear Sakura's scream. I can hear them, but am unable to see what is the matter. Concentrating on footing, as to not trip and fall down the cliff, I will have to wait to see what she's screaming about.

Landing safely, I run to where she stands still. Halting I can see what unnerved her so badly. Naruto was alive! Alive, but altered to severely that one would have to really look at him to know it was he.

"Naruto?" she whimpered, afraid of the truth. Afraid of what her eyes were showing her. "Is that you?"

Red rimmed eyes looked up at us. The blue that shone so brightly now dulled by the crimson leaking into them. The fury of auburn hair that grazed his shoulders, fell forward to hide the color of his eyes from our sight.

"Please, leave Sakura, I do not wish for you to look at me," he rasped out. The voice heavily laced with the foxes natural growl.

"But..."

"Don't shield yourself from us, Naruto," Lee gently chastised. Stepping closer to the man-beast, he held a hand out to him.

"Stay BACK!" he yelped, leaping away from the offered appendage. The move reveled the tails that flowed from his backside.

"Impressive, Uzamaki, you have fused harmoniously with the Kyuubi," I tell him. Scanning the rest of his form with the Byakugan, picking apart every chakra channel in his body. Each one is a mixture of his and the demon foxes.

"How, is that possible?" Sakura asked.

"He made a deal with the demon," Gaara answered, his voice a bit to low for comfort. "Leave us." He demanded, the primal look of territory claiming male plainly open on his face.

"Naruto, do you wish us to leave?" I ask cautiously. Having one demon on alert is bad enough, but having a claim staking Gaara pissed off at us is a disaster. "I promised Tsunade-sama I would bring you back. Do you really want to make her angry?"

The heavy slant to his kitsune eyes mark the fact that he was thinking about it. That's a good think, I need his head leveled. "We all want you to come back."

"No! I won't go back, I won't go back to that Village. I refuse the let them fear me, they've been through enough without me opening old wounds," he answered with sad honor.

"Come with me, Naruto, I understand you," the green eyed Gaara sang, holding his own hand out to the demon. "We can leave, and go somewhere were no one will be near to fear us."

Turning to walk to the Sand Nin, I know we have lost him now. Too many times has someone cast a nasty look, thrown rotten food, or any other random act of violence toward him to have him return home.

I cannot say I blame him, a part of me understands he needs to leave. While the other has a sense of duty to bring him back. "Naruto, is this what you want? To be known as the quitter. To run away from things just because you fear them?"

"FUCK YOU, Hyuuga! You have no idea what it means to be me! To constantly fight for a reason to be kept alive. I know what the others have planned for me. One screw up with the foxes control, and I am a dead man. Tsunade herself is the one who would kill me for reasons I can't control," he cried, hot angry tears flooding his cheeks. They hit the whiskers and funneled down the jagged lines.

"What do you think they'll do to me once they see what Kyuubi has done to me? Will I be honoured as a hero, or slayed like the demon I harbor?" Narrowing those deadly orbs, he scrunches his face in disdain. "I am no genius, but I do know the answer to that."

"Please, let us try and help you!" the quaking pink hair girl hiccuped out between sobs. "There's got to be a way."

"Not a chance, I am he and he is me. Just ask Neji, he can see where we are one."

Nodding to her, "They are in unison Sakura, nothing could be done to separate them now."

"And, who would want to?" Gaara asked impatiently. "He is perfect now. No more warring with the Kyuubi for control, no more running from the Akatsuki who wish to steal his demon, no more pretending to be something he is not. Just turn and leave us, I promise to care for him."

"Shut up Gaara, I don't need anyone to take care of me. I can do that well on my own."

"Are you sure you will not return with us?" Lee asked in vain, already he knows that the once blond idiot will not come back.

"I can't. I won't." Naruto states, firmly making it clear he chooses Gaara over our friendship, our companionship.

"Lee, Sakura, return to Hokage-sama and tell her we were unable to locate Naruto's body. If she asks if he is dead, report that we found no evidence of his death or survival," I order them.

"Are you coming back, Neji?" Lee questions.

"I will be right behind you, I need to take care of something first."

"Sakura, please understand my choices. I am sorry for this, I didn't mean to leave you too," he says softly through the tears. "And I promise to find Sasuke and send his arrogant ass back to you."

"Oh, Naruto," she cried, falling into Lee's side. "Please..."

"No, just go. I will be fine," he says to her, smiling. "Perhaps someday I will visit you, that is if you wanted me too?"

"Of course dummy!" she sniffles, turning to leave before she brakes.

"Take care of her Lee," our friend orders, to the other. "She's special you know."

"I know, take care Naruto," Lee speaks before picking up the pink haired Nin, then dissipates.

Knowing they are gone, I step closer to the man I begrudgingly cared for. "May I touch you?" I ask for liberties once given to me before. He nods as I step closer. My pale hand lands softly on his hip, shocked by the soft density of the foxes coat. "You're soft."

"Gee thanks, how manly you make me feel," he jokes, a flash of his old self.

Smiling, the hand runs upward and across his belly. The tails twitch and play, snaking themselves around my legs. "I think someones happy to be touched, Ne?"

"Quit playing, Hyuuga," he grates out, slamming his mouth hard onto mine. Opening fully to him, knowing this is our last kiss, I let him taste me. The cuts caused from the fangs well and bleed between our lips, the slick liquid lubes our friezed union.

A talon-ed hand fishes around my hair, pulling it in a tangle fist. The heat of his engorged sex pulses on my stomach, mine own sings to his beat. I want him one last time...

"Neji..."

"Don't say it, do it," I plead, begging him to share his paradise with me. Unable to deny my plea, he turns my roughly and shreds the cloth from my body. Screwing my eyes shut, I await what comes next.

"You couldn't just leave with out feeling me fuck you one last time could you?" he whispers sinfully into the ear shell. "You are such a dirty thing, Hyuuga."

"Nnnn, Naruto..." I moan wantonly, not wanting to hinder our last union of flesh. I will not hold back at any cost.

Heavy pants tickle the base of my neck, as sharp nails nearly fillet the flesh of my chest. 'Mark me Naruto...hurt me please...make your domination last forever.'

"Open your eyes, Hyuuga," he orders, and I obey. Standing before us is Gaara, face flushed and his breath ragged. "I want to fuck you while he watches, I want him to see you move on my dick," the low timber reverberates along my spine, flooding the naked flesh in an ocean of goosebumps. If at all possible, I have grown harder with his confession. If my mind had not realized it before, my body has, I want Gaara to watch us. I need him to watch...

Another wave of pain rips a cry from my throat, Naruto's claws now have pieces of me hanging from them. Blinking back the needless tears of pain, I idly wonder if he plans of touching me...there...with those claws. While the rational side of me wails in terror at the prospect, the deeper, darker, side of me sings with the pleasure of being hurt so badly.

A tickle across my dick pulls me from all thought. Shuddering, another tickle heightens my sensors. Looking down, I catch the blur of fur as the tails wrap around the girth of my cock. Pumping slowly they constrict around the base, then pulse in waves to the tip.

"Uhhnnnnn, Naruto...," I whimper, slamming my ass into his arousal. I am so hard it hurts, hurts so god damn wonderful. "I need...oh fuck...fuck me!"

Leaning in close, the sweat licking his chest slides over my back, growling deeply he asks, "What do you think Gaara, should I fuck him?"

Green eye deepen, and grow feral, his voice matches the need portrayed in his glare. "Hard, fuck him hard for me."

Chuckling sinfully, he complies. Nail dig sharply into my hips as he buried the length of himself deep. In one hard thrust his seated fully. "AAHHHHH," I cried out from my gut. It hurts so fucking good, I can feel the lining tear and bleed out.

A fist pulls my head back, and I slam my ass down hard on his cock. I need to feel him hurt, I need to feel him hit my stomach with every thrust, I need....

"Touch him, Gaara, I want to see you touch him," Naruto grunts between thrusts.

Gliding over to us, to me, Gaara wraps his slender hands around my neck and squeezes harshly. Gasping, I wiggle to get away from the pressure. It's nothing I've ever felt before!

"Harder Gaara, make him dance on my dick!" He groans, slamming into to me. The blood makes us move so much easier now, and he uses it to his advantage. Angling his hips perfectly to make me scream out every time.

The dull nails of Gaara's hands begin to penetrate the flesh of my neck, and stars began to sway my vision. A shrieking pain shot through my chest, pulling my consciousness from the brink of passing out. Gaara's teeth were now attacking my nipples, then lapping up the welling blood.

"Fuck you two are hot," he pants, I know he's near completion the sporadic movements of his hips are a give away. "Taste him, Gaara. I want to fuck him while you blow him, I want to see me fucking your mouth through his dick."

In a compliant mood today, he does what's demanded of him. Releasing the neck, he sinks to his knees. Naruto stills the frantic rutting while Gaara encompasses my sex into his mouth. I don't know what I was expecting, but this wasn't it. The inside of his mouth is cool, like a deserts night. The vast difference in temperature nearly does me in. But, the brutal thrust knocks me off the path of climax.

With every inward movement the beast at my back makes causes me to slam into that cool spring. The feelings are too much! Naruto pulsing within me, while the fur of his legs tickles my backside, the fist yanking the hair from my head, and Gaara mouth suckling me...I just do not think I can make it!

"Naruto!" I call, warning him I am close.

A soft tail winds tightly around my neck, cutting off the oxygen...making me scream in fear and excitement. "Fly for me, Neji," he whispers in my ear. That phrase, no matter how many times he says it, always opens my gate to paradise.

Closing my eyes I release my body, digging my hands deep into the course mane that is Gaara's I just let it go....

His mouth works every bit of cum down his throat, and the sight must have been Naruto's downfall as well. For the burning of his hot semen floods my insides. The cuts on my anus burn and hurt from the cum running along the lines, but I don't care anymore. I am no longer Hyuuga Neji, but am a creature of sensations. The feeling of Naruto, the feeling of Gaara lapping what's left of my climax, and the feeling of peace.

"Fuck, Neji..." he mumbles, pulling out. As he slipped from inside me, I mourn our contact. This will be that last time I will feel him. "Thank you."

"Don't," I start, "Just don't say goodbye. It's not true if you don't say it." I will not cry, I will not. I am a Shinobi of Konohagakure, I do not need emotions to rule me.

"Alright, how about see ya soon?" he offers, his own voice heavy with sad ness.

Laughing sadly, saying, "Yea, that works just fine." Bending down to pull Gaara up, I look deeply into his heavy lidded eyes. "Take care of him for me?"

"Of course," he hisses, his voice at total relaxant. He came with out anyone touching him! Wow. "We need to leave now, Tsunade's tackers are on the way. I can hear them approaching."

"Right," Naruto replies. Turning me, he kisses one last time. Against my lips, he mouths, "Aishiteru...."

Before I can even tell it back to him, he's gone. Nothing's left of him but the fading smoke and the scattered cloth that used to be his uniform. Bending down I pick up a flash of obnoxious orange fabric.

Searching for the remnants of my own uniform, there's just enough to slip into without being improper. Once situated, I slip the piece of fabric into the pocket.

Looking up into the sky, the moons full and a red haze lines her surface, sighing it reminds me Naruto. A fire so strong that nothing can snuff out it's passion. Even the cool parlor of the moon must shine her fire sometimes....

"NEJI!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sakura cries, landing in front of me.

"He is gone, to where ever the moon may let his fire burn."

"What do you mean he is gone?" Tsunade bellowed, anger overriding fear for the moment.

Turning to the robust woman, I begin the report. I told her everything, the foxes procession, his chakra, and the state of his mind. "He is stable."

"Stable?" she retorts. "He ran away, does that sound very stable to you?"

"No it sounds desperate, but what choice did I have?" I argue back. "It was his decision to leave, I did not stop him."

Her blond brow rose skyward at my last confession. "You didn't stop him?"

"No, but I am not letting him go either," I said smartly, hopping she'd get the clue. I may not have to right to stop him, but it's MY right to chase him if I so choose.

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To be continued....maybe.

Oi...that was fun! I no intentions of that last lemon scene, but it's two am and I was horny...so the boys fucked. Oh well, tell me if you liked it. I was just killing time tonight, so it prolly sucks.

Ja na,
SeveredWings