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The Curse
Title: Want
Author: Stab My Sanity
Rating: M
Type: Multi-Chaptered
Date Submitted: 8/23/09
Disclaimer: Naruto doesn't belong to me. He belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I am not making any sort of profit from this work of fiction.
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Chapter Two: The Curse
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The village consisted of seven huts on man high poles, each with a ladder or stairs leading to the entrance. The little group walked down the only road and Sakura looked around curiously.
“No one’s here”, she remarked.
“That’s obvious”, Sasuke muttered.
Everything appeared deserted. There were no animals, no baskets of fruit or vegetables, no firewood stocked near the houses, no dogs barking, no stray cats-and most importantly no people.
Naruto walked over to the closest house and climbed up the stairs. “Hello?” he called.
No answer.
Pushing aside the tatters that had been a curtain once, he looked inside. “Empty,” he told the others.
Kakashi frowned. Something felt wrong here and it wasn’t the lack of life. Suddenly he whirled around as his Sharingan picked up movements not far from the group.
A man had appeared in the middle of the street and at his sight; Sakura gave a little gasp, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. He was ancient, wrinkled, dressed in old clothes that had seen better days, and he kept himself upright with a staff. His face was horribly disfigured as if something had slashed it with deep claws. One eye was covered by a piece of cloth, the other had been almost destroyed by the attack. He was hairless, with only a few tufts still left on his scarred head. One ear was intact, the other no longer existent.
“Eh, hello”, Naruto called and descended the stairs. “We’re shinobi on a mission to…”
“Jinchuuriki”, the old man hissed.
Naruto stopped.
“You and your kind have killed us all!” the old man raged. “You seek to destroy us, take our land, our children, our very souls!”
“Naruto isn’t evil!” Sakura protested.
The horrible face turned to her and she froze. “Jinchuuriki or hanyo, they’re all alike. You collaborate, you protect, and you love them! But in the end, they betray you and do this!” he gestured at his face.
“A Jinchuuriki did this to you?” Kakashi asked, coming closer.
“Yes, a Jinchuuriki of the worst sort. His line, his blood! I defied him by surviving, and I defy you by cursing your very existence, Jinchuuriki! May you turn into the very thing that you are! May you slay all who travel with you!”
And then he added something in a dialect Naruto had never heard. It was neither a youkai language, nor a human one. Kakashi just paled and shook his head.
“No!” he protested. “You can’t do that to him!”
But the man just walked away. As the copy cat shinobi tried to follow, the fragile looking figure lashed out with his staff, catching Kakashi unaware and belting him hard. He fell to his knees with a gasp. And the man was gone.
“Kakashi-sensei, are you all right?” Sakura called.
“Fine,” the copy cat shinobi managed and got to his feet. “For such a frail old man he’s very fast and very strong…”
“What did he say?” Sasuke demanded.
Dark eyes met blue ones and Naruto felt a curl of foreboding.
“It was a curse,” Kakashi said softly.
“Curse?” Sakura echoed. “Why? What for? What kind of curse?”
The dark brown eyes didn’t waver. “That the Jinchuuriki shall be the youkai that hides inside at the next full moon. To give in to the dark and evil side, to kill and slay, and drink blood. To become the creature of darkness they all came from.”
Naruto felt cold all of a sudden. Memories of his demon side rose unbidden, the sight of blood on his elongated claws, the smell of death, the thrill of taking a life, be it enemy nin or…friend. The rush of it all.
Sakura wrapped her arms around herself. “Why would he do such a terrible thing? And can this be a real curse?”
Kakashi shrugged, breaking the eye-contact to Naruto. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s a hoax, but maybe not. We should leave and finish our assigned mission.”
Everyone looked at Naruto, who just smiled a little too brightly for his own good.
“He’s just a mad old man,” he said.
But somewhere deep inside, he felt the first tendrils of fear.
What if not?
What if the curse came true…?
*
“So what if the curse is true?” Sakura asked matter-of-factly as they sat around their evening fire, far away from the deserted village and the scarred old man. They had already finished their Rank B mission and were on their way back to Konoha.
Naruto had chosen a place far away from them, sitting on a sturdy branch in a tree, gazing out into the night. Sakura had gone to talk to him, but she had returned with no luck at all. Her mood was as dark as everyone’s.
“Then we keep away from Naruto tomorrow night, let it run its course,” Kakashi replied calmly.
“I wonder why he did it,” Sakura murmured. “And who disfigured him so horribly?”
Kakashi shrugged. “Some Jinchuuriki. Then again, the old man said he was of Naruto’s line and blood.”
“You mean…a relative?”
Her brows drew together. “But Naruto has no relatives that we know of.”
“Maybe he was wrong then.”
They stared into the fire until Sasuke rose. “I’ll see if I can talk the dobe out of his depression,” he murmured and walked out into the darkness around their fire.
*
Sasuke had no trouble finding their missing blond. He just walked to the tree Naruto had settled down on and sank against the wide trunk. Silence reigned around them, only broken by the soft breeze rustling through the grass and leaves, as well as the occasional insect.
“What do you want teme?” Naruto finally broke the spell.
“Nothing dobe.”
Silence once again. Then, “Leave.”
“No.”
There was a low growl. “I don’t want your company!”
“But you need it.”
“What for?”
“You’ll know.”
Sasuke smirk a little as Naruto had no reply for that. He hadn’t planned on any kind of physical closeness tonight. He just wanted to be there when Naruto finally decided he needed to share. In whatever way the blond deemed it right.
Time passed as he leaned against the tree, and finally there was a soft rustle as Naruto jumped off the tree. He landed in a crouch, aquamarine eyes aglow in the bright light of the almost full moon. Tomorrow it would be full; tomorrow those eyes might be red and filled with evil.
They regarded each other for a moment, and then Naruto joined him, sitting down slightly turned away from him. Sasuke risked his luck and touched the tense form. The Jinchuuriki didn’t pull away, just looked at the pale hand holding him, then the boy who had dared to touch without asking.
Ever since their encounter on the forest floor, ever since Naruto had entered him, the Jinchuuriki had changed somehow. He was looking at Sasuke from under drawn eyebrows, those blue eyes filled with something the avenger couldn’t read. It was as if Naruto expected something to happen, but nothing had.
In a way Sasuke understood the fear that lurked beneath that tough exterior. No one had ever been that close to the Jinchuuriki, no one had ever done this to him, and he let Sasuke come back. He actually came for him, silently requesting the intimate moments. But each time he recoiled after the act, shocked by the need and the emotions, afraid to let the truth sink in. he was disgusted with himself and with Sasuke in a way. It was rejection, plain and simple.
Sasuke himself had accepted his truth already. He loved a Jinchuuriki, a hanyo; he loved this Jinchuuriki. He realized that he had loved him for a while now. Ever since he had joined the four cell team, and grown to be friends with all of them (it took a while with Sakura since she was so obsessed with him). And even when he had betrayed the team and the village, he never stopped thinking about his blond idiot, especially when he always came after him.
“Naruto,” Sasuke said softly.
“The curse is not true,” was the growled reply.
“It might be. It sounded and…felt real.”
“You’re wrong!”
“We can’t risk anything.”
“I have the Yondamine’s seal! I can’t turn into Kyuubi!” Naruto spat, and then pulled roughly away. “I can’t.”
“We can’t risk it dobe,” Sasuke repeated patiently.
“So what do you want to do? Seal me somewhere?” there was almost fear in that harsh voice. Almost.
“We have to. For you own good.”
Their eyes met and Sasuke steeled himself against the flash of betrayal in the Jinchuuriki’s blue expression.
“We will find a secluded place,” the avenger explained, “like the cave we passed by yesterday and we’ll wait out the moon.”
Azure eyes closed and fingers buried into the soft ground. “It can’t be for real,” he whispered.
Sasuke moved slowly toward him and those wonderful eyes rose to look at him. There was suddenly so much pain and desperation in there, so much fear and terror; he longed to just kiss him. But then the emotions were wiped away. Sasuke watched as Naruto drew back, rose to his feet and finally walked back up into the tree again.
“Sleep well,” he whispered; knowing the Jinchuuriki would hear him.
Then he turned and went back to the camp.
*
Morning was a solemn affair. They made breakfast, then packed and started to walk back the way they had come, circumventing the deserted village. Sakura and Kakashi had agreed that the cave might be the best option since it had only one entrance and exit. Naruto had joined them but declined any kind of food and he was silent.
Sakura’s large eyes showed her worry and while it touched something inside Naruto, the emotions of before had changed. Since when did her caring not send him into an urge to advance? Since when the images of Sakura been replaced by Sasuke? But they had. The feelings he felt for the pink haired kunochi were only that of dearest friendship. His want was gone.
Sakura regarded the golden haired Jinchuuriki worriedly. “Maybe we should stay…” she started.
Naruto brusquely shook his head. “No!”
“But…”
“Sakura-chan, I understand your worrisome for me, but don’t worry I’ll be fine with Sasuke just by my side, okay?” his blue eyes fell on the man in question and he got an somewhat encouraging smirk. Damn the Uchiha!
“Okay. If you’re sure Naruto,” Sakura said slowly. “Kakashi-sensi, let’s go.”
She looked at Naruto once more and then shot a silent question at Sasuke.
“Go,” he replied. “I’ll keep an eye on him. The less innocents, the better.”
Naruto tried not to wince at that. If he truly did turn into Kyuubi, he would kill whatever came too close, whatever he fancied taking and he wouldn’t stop at his friends.
“Be careful,” Kakashi and Sakura said seriously.
“Hn.”
Two pairs of eyes looked warily at the two men before finally turning away and leaving.
“You should’ve left with them,” Naruto growled, not looking at his only companion.
“And you shouldn’t be alone,” Sasuke argued.
Naruto glared at him. “I’m old enough to look after myself!” he snapped.
“Of course, but if the curse runs true, you need someone to…hold you back.”
“Whatever teme,” Naruto growled and then the Jinchuuriki turned on his heels and stalked away toward the cave. He was very much aware of the light steps of Sasuke as the other followed him, unperturbed by his outburst.
Secretly he was glad to have the company.
*
He couldn’t believe that the curse would overpower the Yondamine’s seal. The seal made of his father’s last connection to this world was powerful, had always lifted the demon side, turning him back into the Naruto he had been born as. Still Naruto felt a curl of fear in his stomach. The old man with the missing eye had scared him-even if he would never admit it to anyone. Naruto wasn’t afraid of anything; never.
Unbidden, the ancient, wrinkled, scarred face reappeared before his inner eyes. A face disfigured by someone’s minions. A man who had fought death and survived, but he had never recovered. Mad and powerful, he had cursed the only living re
Naruto sank to the floor of the cave, azure eyes on the mouth of the cave he had chosen as his prison. He couldn’t help but notice the lone figure standing there, working on the seals. Sasuke had been his silent companion throughout the journey to this cave, which was little more than a crack in the stone that widened to form the place he now just silently waited in. for the transformation? For any kind of move or word from Sasuke? The Jinchuuriki didn’t know.
He shivered again as something cold brushed over his soul and his grip on his stomach tightened. He wouldn’t give in to his demon side. The Yondamine’s seal would protect him.
Soft steps alerted him to the avenger’s approach, but he refused to look up. Hands folded on his crossed legs, he gazed at the many nicks and scratches on his hands. His bangs fell like a curtain in front of his baby blue eyes and kept the outside world from seeing the fear.
Thoughts whirled, reminded him of the times he had been become Kyuubi.
Naruto chased them away.
“Dobe?”
The gentle voice made him look up against his will and his eyes met the dark gaze of his companion. Ebony eyes, such a strange color. The narrow face with its defined lines, so smooth and unmarked by the hardships of his young life.
Sasuke’s face showed tension, but his expression was still soft, worried…loving.
Naruto swallowed back the need to jump up and leave. He couldn’t deal with those emotions on top of his rising fear and anxiety. Dusk was approaching and soon the full moon would rise. He could almost feel it.
A hand cupped his face, stroked back the wispy golden locks and he shivered at the touch, and then drew back abruptly. Sasuke’s touch burned on his skin, reminded him of the still not confronted conflict inside him.
“You should leave,” he managed.
“I’m staying,” was the simple reply. “Because you need me.”
With that Sasuke straightened and resumed his position at the mouth of the cave.
Because he needed him.
No!
Naruto clenched his teeth. He had never needed anyone. Not the villagers, not the Third Hokage, not Tsunade-baba, no friends! With the death of his parents and the torture and isolation he felt from the village, he had sealed all those needs inside-until Iruka had cracked that seal, until Sakura had widened the opening, and until finally Sasuke had slipped inside and…changed something.
Precious blues looked at the Uchiha. Naruto felt the yearning again; for something he couldn’t put into words.
There was a sudden, sharp pain inside him and he gasped soundlessly, his hand clenching at the seal. Then agony really hit him. He had no time to scream, just feel the burning pain of where his hands touched the seal. He pulled his hands away and jumped up, rage building inside of him, longer canines bearing. His nose picked up the smell of the dark woods outside, of the life force at his beg and call, and he felt his own strength multiply.
It felt so good.
It was intoxicating.
And then he picked up on the human scent.
Fresh and familiar.
Oh yes, very familiar. He had tasted this human before, remembered the texture of his skin against his hands, fingers brushing over the layers of cloth covering fragile skin.
Fragile. So, so fragile.
His mouth twisted into a cruel smile.
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TBC
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AN: And the drama begins! //evil laughter// Ahem, excuse me for that, I'm getting a bit excited with this. Thank you to everyone who had left such lovely reviews. They made extremely happy. ^^ I hope you guys have enjoyed this chapter. Please leave a review and let me know what you think.
Author: Stab My Sanity
Rating: M
Type: Multi-Chaptered
Date Submitted: 8/23/09
Disclaimer: Naruto doesn't belong to me. He belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I am not making any sort of profit from this work of fiction.
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Chapter Two: The Curse
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The village consisted of seven huts on man high poles, each with a ladder or stairs leading to the entrance. The little group walked down the only road and Sakura looked around curiously.
“No one’s here”, she remarked.
“That’s obvious”, Sasuke muttered.
Everything appeared deserted. There were no animals, no baskets of fruit or vegetables, no firewood stocked near the houses, no dogs barking, no stray cats-and most importantly no people.
Naruto walked over to the closest house and climbed up the stairs. “Hello?” he called.
No answer.
Pushing aside the tatters that had been a curtain once, he looked inside. “Empty,” he told the others.
Kakashi frowned. Something felt wrong here and it wasn’t the lack of life. Suddenly he whirled around as his Sharingan picked up movements not far from the group.
A man had appeared in the middle of the street and at his sight; Sakura gave a little gasp, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. He was ancient, wrinkled, dressed in old clothes that had seen better days, and he kept himself upright with a staff. His face was horribly disfigured as if something had slashed it with deep claws. One eye was covered by a piece of cloth, the other had been almost destroyed by the attack. He was hairless, with only a few tufts still left on his scarred head. One ear was intact, the other no longer existent.
“Eh, hello”, Naruto called and descended the stairs. “We’re shinobi on a mission to…”
“Jinchuuriki”, the old man hissed.
Naruto stopped.
“You and your kind have killed us all!” the old man raged. “You seek to destroy us, take our land, our children, our very souls!”
“Naruto isn’t evil!” Sakura protested.
The horrible face turned to her and she froze. “Jinchuuriki or hanyo, they’re all alike. You collaborate, you protect, and you love them! But in the end, they betray you and do this!” he gestured at his face.
“A Jinchuuriki did this to you?” Kakashi asked, coming closer.
“Yes, a Jinchuuriki of the worst sort. His line, his blood! I defied him by surviving, and I defy you by cursing your very existence, Jinchuuriki! May you turn into the very thing that you are! May you slay all who travel with you!”
And then he added something in a dialect Naruto had never heard. It was neither a youkai language, nor a human one. Kakashi just paled and shook his head.
“No!” he protested. “You can’t do that to him!”
But the man just walked away. As the copy cat shinobi tried to follow, the fragile looking figure lashed out with his staff, catching Kakashi unaware and belting him hard. He fell to his knees with a gasp. And the man was gone.
“Kakashi-sensei, are you all right?” Sakura called.
“Fine,” the copy cat shinobi managed and got to his feet. “For such a frail old man he’s very fast and very strong…”
“What did he say?” Sasuke demanded.
Dark eyes met blue ones and Naruto felt a curl of foreboding.
“It was a curse,” Kakashi said softly.
“Curse?” Sakura echoed. “Why? What for? What kind of curse?”
The dark brown eyes didn’t waver. “That the Jinchuuriki shall be the youkai that hides inside at the next full moon. To give in to the dark and evil side, to kill and slay, and drink blood. To become the creature of darkness they all came from.”
Naruto felt cold all of a sudden. Memories of his demon side rose unbidden, the sight of blood on his elongated claws, the smell of death, the thrill of taking a life, be it enemy nin or…friend. The rush of it all.
Sakura wrapped her arms around herself. “Why would he do such a terrible thing? And can this be a real curse?”
Kakashi shrugged, breaking the eye-contact to Naruto. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s a hoax, but maybe not. We should leave and finish our assigned mission.”
Everyone looked at Naruto, who just smiled a little too brightly for his own good.
“He’s just a mad old man,” he said.
But somewhere deep inside, he felt the first tendrils of fear.
What if not?
What if the curse came true…?
*
“So what if the curse is true?” Sakura asked matter-of-factly as they sat around their evening fire, far away from the deserted village and the scarred old man. They had already finished their Rank B mission and were on their way back to Konoha.
Naruto had chosen a place far away from them, sitting on a sturdy branch in a tree, gazing out into the night. Sakura had gone to talk to him, but she had returned with no luck at all. Her mood was as dark as everyone’s.
“Then we keep away from Naruto tomorrow night, let it run its course,” Kakashi replied calmly.
“I wonder why he did it,” Sakura murmured. “And who disfigured him so horribly?”
Kakashi shrugged. “Some Jinchuuriki. Then again, the old man said he was of Naruto’s line and blood.”
“You mean…a relative?”
Her brows drew together. “But Naruto has no relatives that we know of.”
“Maybe he was wrong then.”
They stared into the fire until Sasuke rose. “I’ll see if I can talk the dobe out of his depression,” he murmured and walked out into the darkness around their fire.
*
Sasuke had no trouble finding their missing blond. He just walked to the tree Naruto had settled down on and sank against the wide trunk. Silence reigned around them, only broken by the soft breeze rustling through the grass and leaves, as well as the occasional insect.
“What do you want teme?” Naruto finally broke the spell.
“Nothing dobe.”
Silence once again. Then, “Leave.”
“No.”
There was a low growl. “I don’t want your company!”
“But you need it.”
“What for?”
“You’ll know.”
Sasuke smirk a little as Naruto had no reply for that. He hadn’t planned on any kind of physical closeness tonight. He just wanted to be there when Naruto finally decided he needed to share. In whatever way the blond deemed it right.
Time passed as he leaned against the tree, and finally there was a soft rustle as Naruto jumped off the tree. He landed in a crouch, aquamarine eyes aglow in the bright light of the almost full moon. Tomorrow it would be full; tomorrow those eyes might be red and filled with evil.
They regarded each other for a moment, and then Naruto joined him, sitting down slightly turned away from him. Sasuke risked his luck and touched the tense form. The Jinchuuriki didn’t pull away, just looked at the pale hand holding him, then the boy who had dared to touch without asking.
Ever since their encounter on the forest floor, ever since Naruto had entered him, the Jinchuuriki had changed somehow. He was looking at Sasuke from under drawn eyebrows, those blue eyes filled with something the avenger couldn’t read. It was as if Naruto expected something to happen, but nothing had.
In a way Sasuke understood the fear that lurked beneath that tough exterior. No one had ever been that close to the Jinchuuriki, no one had ever done this to him, and he let Sasuke come back. He actually came for him, silently requesting the intimate moments. But each time he recoiled after the act, shocked by the need and the emotions, afraid to let the truth sink in. he was disgusted with himself and with Sasuke in a way. It was rejection, plain and simple.
Sasuke himself had accepted his truth already. He loved a Jinchuuriki, a hanyo; he loved this Jinchuuriki. He realized that he had loved him for a while now. Ever since he had joined the four cell team, and grown to be friends with all of them (it took a while with Sakura since she was so obsessed with him). And even when he had betrayed the team and the village, he never stopped thinking about his blond idiot, especially when he always came after him.
“Naruto,” Sasuke said softly.
“The curse is not true,” was the growled reply.
“It might be. It sounded and…felt real.”
“You’re wrong!”
“We can’t risk anything.”
“I have the Yondamine’s seal! I can’t turn into Kyuubi!” Naruto spat, and then pulled roughly away. “I can’t.”
“We can’t risk it dobe,” Sasuke repeated patiently.
“So what do you want to do? Seal me somewhere?” there was almost fear in that harsh voice. Almost.
“We have to. For you own good.”
Their eyes met and Sasuke steeled himself against the flash of betrayal in the Jinchuuriki’s blue expression.
“We will find a secluded place,” the avenger explained, “like the cave we passed by yesterday and we’ll wait out the moon.”
Azure eyes closed and fingers buried into the soft ground. “It can’t be for real,” he whispered.
Sasuke moved slowly toward him and those wonderful eyes rose to look at him. There was suddenly so much pain and desperation in there, so much fear and terror; he longed to just kiss him. But then the emotions were wiped away. Sasuke watched as Naruto drew back, rose to his feet and finally walked back up into the tree again.
“Sleep well,” he whispered; knowing the Jinchuuriki would hear him.
Then he turned and went back to the camp.
*
Morning was a solemn affair. They made breakfast, then packed and started to walk back the way they had come, circumventing the deserted village. Sakura and Kakashi had agreed that the cave might be the best option since it had only one entrance and exit. Naruto had joined them but declined any kind of food and he was silent.
Sakura’s large eyes showed her worry and while it touched something inside Naruto, the emotions of before had changed. Since when did her caring not send him into an urge to advance? Since when the images of Sakura been replaced by Sasuke? But they had. The feelings he felt for the pink haired kunochi were only that of dearest friendship. His want was gone.
Sakura regarded the golden haired Jinchuuriki worriedly. “Maybe we should stay…” she started.
Naruto brusquely shook his head. “No!”
“But…”
“Sakura-chan, I understand your worrisome for me, but don’t worry I’ll be fine with Sasuke just by my side, okay?” his blue eyes fell on the man in question and he got an somewhat encouraging smirk. Damn the Uchiha!
“Okay. If you’re sure Naruto,” Sakura said slowly. “Kakashi-sensi, let’s go.”
She looked at Naruto once more and then shot a silent question at Sasuke.
“Go,” he replied. “I’ll keep an eye on him. The less innocents, the better.”
Naruto tried not to wince at that. If he truly did turn into Kyuubi, he would kill whatever came too close, whatever he fancied taking and he wouldn’t stop at his friends.
“Be careful,” Kakashi and Sakura said seriously.
“Hn.”
Two pairs of eyes looked warily at the two men before finally turning away and leaving.
“You should’ve left with them,” Naruto growled, not looking at his only companion.
“And you shouldn’t be alone,” Sasuke argued.
Naruto glared at him. “I’m old enough to look after myself!” he snapped.
“Of course, but if the curse runs true, you need someone to…hold you back.”
“Whatever teme,” Naruto growled and then the Jinchuuriki turned on his heels and stalked away toward the cave. He was very much aware of the light steps of Sasuke as the other followed him, unperturbed by his outburst.
Secretly he was glad to have the company.
*
He couldn’t believe that the curse would overpower the Yondamine’s seal. The seal made of his father’s last connection to this world was powerful, had always lifted the demon side, turning him back into the Naruto he had been born as. Still Naruto felt a curl of fear in his stomach. The old man with the missing eye had scared him-even if he would never admit it to anyone. Naruto wasn’t afraid of anything; never.
Unbidden, the ancient, wrinkled, scarred face reappeared before his inner eyes. A face disfigured by someone’s minions. A man who had fought death and survived, but he had never recovered. Mad and powerful, he had cursed the only living re
Naruto sank to the floor of the cave, azure eyes on the mouth of the cave he had chosen as his prison. He couldn’t help but notice the lone figure standing there, working on the seals. Sasuke had been his silent companion throughout the journey to this cave, which was little more than a crack in the stone that widened to form the place he now just silently waited in. for the transformation? For any kind of move or word from Sasuke? The Jinchuuriki didn’t know.
He shivered again as something cold brushed over his soul and his grip on his stomach tightened. He wouldn’t give in to his demon side. The Yondamine’s seal would protect him.
Soft steps alerted him to the avenger’s approach, but he refused to look up. Hands folded on his crossed legs, he gazed at the many nicks and scratches on his hands. His bangs fell like a curtain in front of his baby blue eyes and kept the outside world from seeing the fear.
Thoughts whirled, reminded him of the times he had been become Kyuubi.
Naruto chased them away.
“Dobe?”
The gentle voice made him look up against his will and his eyes met the dark gaze of his companion. Ebony eyes, such a strange color. The narrow face with its defined lines, so smooth and unmarked by the hardships of his young life.
Sasuke’s face showed tension, but his expression was still soft, worried…loving.
Naruto swallowed back the need to jump up and leave. He couldn’t deal with those emotions on top of his rising fear and anxiety. Dusk was approaching and soon the full moon would rise. He could almost feel it.
A hand cupped his face, stroked back the wispy golden locks and he shivered at the touch, and then drew back abruptly. Sasuke’s touch burned on his skin, reminded him of the still not confronted conflict inside him.
“You should leave,” he managed.
“I’m staying,” was the simple reply. “Because you need me.”
With that Sasuke straightened and resumed his position at the mouth of the cave.
Because he needed him.
No!
Naruto clenched his teeth. He had never needed anyone. Not the villagers, not the Third Hokage, not Tsunade-baba, no friends! With the death of his parents and the torture and isolation he felt from the village, he had sealed all those needs inside-until Iruka had cracked that seal, until Sakura had widened the opening, and until finally Sasuke had slipped inside and…changed something.
Precious blues looked at the Uchiha. Naruto felt the yearning again; for something he couldn’t put into words.
There was a sudden, sharp pain inside him and he gasped soundlessly, his hand clenching at the seal. Then agony really hit him. He had no time to scream, just feel the burning pain of where his hands touched the seal. He pulled his hands away and jumped up, rage building inside of him, longer canines bearing. His nose picked up the smell of the dark woods outside, of the life force at his beg and call, and he felt his own strength multiply.
It felt so good.
It was intoxicating.
And then he picked up on the human scent.
Fresh and familiar.
Oh yes, very familiar. He had tasted this human before, remembered the texture of his skin against his hands, fingers brushing over the layers of cloth covering fragile skin.
Fragile. So, so fragile.
His mouth twisted into a cruel smile.
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TBC
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AN: And the drama begins! //evil laughter// Ahem, excuse me for that, I'm getting a bit excited with this. Thank you to everyone who had left such lovely reviews. They made extremely happy. ^^ I hope you guys have enjoyed this chapter. Please leave a review and let me know what you think.