to break again
folder
Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
29
Views:
1,440
Reviews:
47
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
29
Views:
1,440
Reviews:
47
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
i do not own naruto the anime or the characters, and i dont make any money from this lame excuse of entertainment. kishimoto-sama is the genius who created naruto and these wonderful characters
fight against time
Sango: another chapter updated.
and i promise that the truth is in the next chapter.
CHIBI Sango wants cookies for a job well done!!
previously:
“Guess I’m not the only one who’s going to have a family reunion, eh, Itachi?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
10 miles east and 5 stories above ground
Shikamaru followed Kakashi into the men’s bathroom. Outside the door was a device used to locate surveillance equipment. After checking that the facilities were devoid of humans, other than themselves, they checked for bugs. The large antennae-like apparatus Kakashi had in hand was swept quickly but thoroughly in front of vents and behind sinks and toilets.
“This room isn’t bugged.”
“Not surprised, this isn’t a likely place for things we tend to discuss.”
“What would be the next probable course of action?” Kakashi pondered aloud, putting down the contraption where it wouldn’t be in the way.
“Seeing as how they bugged your office, you have to be very careful of what you say. Act as though you don’t know you’re being watched.”
“Then what was the point of sweeping the bathroom? What if they’d bugged it too? They
would know that we know that they’re keeping tabs on us.” Kakashi refuted.
“The probability of the bathroom being bugged was too low. Kyuubi’s smart and the equipment in your office isn’t cheap by any means. He probably only bugged the rooms he thought you would talk about Naruto, so be careful about what you say in your house just in case he got there too. And if he’s working with Orochimaru, he could definitely hack into the police mainframe; even copy interrogation videos. But you don’t have to worry about that. It was only the first few days we spoke in the interrogation room and none of that was recorded.”
Kakashi’s eyes widened at the lazy genius’ last statement. With a ground out curse, he turned to leave the bathroom, startling Shikamaru, who followed hurriedly after him.
~~~~~~~
“Where are we going?” Shikamaru asked, starting to worry as Kakashi began walking faster, on the verge of jogging.
“The interrogation room had movement censors that go off whenever the doors to that room open. It automatically records all activity in the interrogation room, whether or not the discussions in that room were meant to be recorded.”
“What? Why?” Shikamaru, mentally cursing, knowing the implications of what Kakashi was saying.
“The massacre of over 100 people by Zabuza over 10 years ago. He’d been controlling a young boy named Haku, who seduced, bribed and later killed the head detective of the case, Tazuna. The trial after was a hoax and Zabuza was able to walk free because all the evidence, what little there was, was destroyed by Tazuna. I have no idea how Haku controlled him, but it must’ve been the same thing Zabuza was using on Haku.”
“What do you mean?” Shikamaru asked perplexed. Mind control?
“We tested Haku’s blood. High levels of cocaine and meth in his system. But it was like the kid lived only to serve Zabuza. We searched Zabuza’s apartment. There were voodoo dolls, books on hypnosis and black magic and as many drugs as a pharmacy. Really weird shit going on there.”
“Woah.” Shikamaru breathed, not knowing what to make of that.
“He also had an extensive collection of pornographic videos of himself and Haku. Heavy BDSM stuff that was just repulsive. I won’t go into details, but it was so disturbing I wouldn’t think of anything other than vanilla sex for over a month. Iruka was disappointed, but he understood.”
Shikamaru’s face contorted in disgust and confusion. That was information he didn’t want or need. But he did know this: Zabuza was one twisted, fucked up freak.
“So what happened to him?”
“Because the activities in that room were never recorded, Zabuza and Haku both walked free. It turns out Zabuza died by his own hand.”
“He committed suicide?!” Shikamaru’s steps faltered he was so shocked.
“No. Haku did. After his precious master died from Erotic Auto-Asphyxiation.”
“Oh…wow…gross.” Shikamaru whispered, looking particularly disturbed.
“Yeah. Real pathetic. And ironic if you think about it.”
They made a turn and finally arrived to their destination. The interrogation room they’d used the night Kyuubi had returned.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~Kyuubi.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
“I want those tapes now!” several people began typing furiously at the computers.
“Great job, Zetsu.” Kyuubi whispered, complimenting the infiltrator though the man was no longer there. Having set up multiple surveillance camera’s throughout the entire police station—though Kyuubi knew that was more for Orochimaru’s benefit than his own, Kyuubi now had eyes and ears at strategic places in the NYPD.
And he now knew that Shikamaru Nara was a force to be reckoned with. The young man had assumed that he would have Kakashi under surveillance and acted on that probability. However, it didn’t matter how smart Shikamaru was, Kyuubi was always one step ahead of them. Zetsu had implanted domestic, if pricy, surveillance cameras at strategic locations. This was how Kyuubi had come to find out about Kakashi and Naruto’s little meeting. And, better yet, Kabuto was one of the best hackers in the state and he would get those tapes.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~Kakashi~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
“We have to get the video from the—”
“I know.” Kakashi cut him off. If Shikamaru was right, they couldn’t speak at all. Kyuubi was watching them and everything they said would be a clue.
Kakashi’s phone vibrated in his pocket.
He ignored it.
“Hurry up and get it.” Shikamaru said. To anyone watching it would sound as though Shikamaru was talking about the videos, but Kakashi knew Shikamaru had just sent him a text message. With one hand the punched a sequence of numbers into the computer, flipping his phone open with the other. His eyes flickered to the screen of his cell for two seconds before he put his phone away just as quickly. He began pulling up files from the computer’s mainframe, looking for and deleting the video. The deleting process was a slow one.
‘The video on the day they left has all the info on where they went and who took them there.’ -N
Kakashi just hoped that the file and all traces of it was deleted before Kyuubi could get to it.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~Kyuubi~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
Within a few minutes of Kakashi divulging info on the interrogation room, Kabuto had started hacking into the police mainframe. He’d have a window open as long as he wanted. Or until someone found out and reinforced the protection on the information. But even then, there were back doors and loop holes to every vault.
Kabuto pulled up the files—they were in chronological order.
He pulled one up dated October 11 11:57 pm. After a few minutes and some decoding, the video began to play. On screen Kakashi walked in ushering in Sasuke with a sleeping Naruto in his arms. Gaara Sabaku, Neji Hyuuga, Iruka Umino-Hatake, Shikamaru Nara and an older man that looked like Shikamaru. A quick search in the computer told Kyuubi that this man was Shikamaru’s father—Shikaku Nara.
“What I’m about to tell you does not leave this room.” Kakashi said in a grave voice.
Everyone in the room with Kyuubi sat in rapt attention watching the screen and the story Kakashi began to tell. Kyuubi sniffed the air when a warm aroma wafted through his nose. Following his nose he turned to the side. He saw Deidara and Tobi, sitting on the couch watching the screen avidly.
A few minutes later loud sniffing was heard throughout the room grating on Kyuubi’s nerves. Deidara was crying—actual tears running down his cheeks—as Naruto’s crying and pleading with Kakashi and Iruka—his chichiu—rang loudly in the otherwise quiet room.
‘It’s heartbreaking’ Kyuubi thought. ‘a 23 year old man acting like a 5 year old, crying to his parents’, his disgust and contempt for his ototou growing. Kakashi’s and Iruka’s retelling of what Naruto’s and Kyuubi’s father had done only made Kyuubi’s hatred grow.
And all that was left was flashes of those days.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
please review!!
and i promise that the truth is in the next chapter.
CHIBI Sango wants cookies for a job well done!!
previously:
“Guess I’m not the only one who’s going to have a family reunion, eh, Itachi?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
10 miles east and 5 stories above ground
Shikamaru followed Kakashi into the men’s bathroom. Outside the door was a device used to locate surveillance equipment. After checking that the facilities were devoid of humans, other than themselves, they checked for bugs. The large antennae-like apparatus Kakashi had in hand was swept quickly but thoroughly in front of vents and behind sinks and toilets.
“This room isn’t bugged.”
“Not surprised, this isn’t a likely place for things we tend to discuss.”
“What would be the next probable course of action?” Kakashi pondered aloud, putting down the contraption where it wouldn’t be in the way.
“Seeing as how they bugged your office, you have to be very careful of what you say. Act as though you don’t know you’re being watched.”
“Then what was the point of sweeping the bathroom? What if they’d bugged it too? They
would know that we know that they’re keeping tabs on us.” Kakashi refuted.
“The probability of the bathroom being bugged was too low. Kyuubi’s smart and the equipment in your office isn’t cheap by any means. He probably only bugged the rooms he thought you would talk about Naruto, so be careful about what you say in your house just in case he got there too. And if he’s working with Orochimaru, he could definitely hack into the police mainframe; even copy interrogation videos. But you don’t have to worry about that. It was only the first few days we spoke in the interrogation room and none of that was recorded.”
Kakashi’s eyes widened at the lazy genius’ last statement. With a ground out curse, he turned to leave the bathroom, startling Shikamaru, who followed hurriedly after him.
~~~~~~~
“Where are we going?” Shikamaru asked, starting to worry as Kakashi began walking faster, on the verge of jogging.
“The interrogation room had movement censors that go off whenever the doors to that room open. It automatically records all activity in the interrogation room, whether or not the discussions in that room were meant to be recorded.”
“What? Why?” Shikamaru, mentally cursing, knowing the implications of what Kakashi was saying.
“The massacre of over 100 people by Zabuza over 10 years ago. He’d been controlling a young boy named Haku, who seduced, bribed and later killed the head detective of the case, Tazuna. The trial after was a hoax and Zabuza was able to walk free because all the evidence, what little there was, was destroyed by Tazuna. I have no idea how Haku controlled him, but it must’ve been the same thing Zabuza was using on Haku.”
“What do you mean?” Shikamaru asked perplexed. Mind control?
“We tested Haku’s blood. High levels of cocaine and meth in his system. But it was like the kid lived only to serve Zabuza. We searched Zabuza’s apartment. There were voodoo dolls, books on hypnosis and black magic and as many drugs as a pharmacy. Really weird shit going on there.”
“Woah.” Shikamaru breathed, not knowing what to make of that.
“He also had an extensive collection of pornographic videos of himself and Haku. Heavy BDSM stuff that was just repulsive. I won’t go into details, but it was so disturbing I wouldn’t think of anything other than vanilla sex for over a month. Iruka was disappointed, but he understood.”
Shikamaru’s face contorted in disgust and confusion. That was information he didn’t want or need. But he did know this: Zabuza was one twisted, fucked up freak.
“So what happened to him?”
“Because the activities in that room were never recorded, Zabuza and Haku both walked free. It turns out Zabuza died by his own hand.”
“He committed suicide?!” Shikamaru’s steps faltered he was so shocked.
“No. Haku did. After his precious master died from Erotic Auto-Asphyxiation.”
“Oh…wow…gross.” Shikamaru whispered, looking particularly disturbed.
“Yeah. Real pathetic. And ironic if you think about it.”
They made a turn and finally arrived to their destination. The interrogation room they’d used the night Kyuubi had returned.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~Kyuubi.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
“I want those tapes now!” several people began typing furiously at the computers.
“Great job, Zetsu.” Kyuubi whispered, complimenting the infiltrator though the man was no longer there. Having set up multiple surveillance camera’s throughout the entire police station—though Kyuubi knew that was more for Orochimaru’s benefit than his own, Kyuubi now had eyes and ears at strategic places in the NYPD.
And he now knew that Shikamaru Nara was a force to be reckoned with. The young man had assumed that he would have Kakashi under surveillance and acted on that probability. However, it didn’t matter how smart Shikamaru was, Kyuubi was always one step ahead of them. Zetsu had implanted domestic, if pricy, surveillance cameras at strategic locations. This was how Kyuubi had come to find out about Kakashi and Naruto’s little meeting. And, better yet, Kabuto was one of the best hackers in the state and he would get those tapes.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~Kakashi~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
“We have to get the video from the—”
“I know.” Kakashi cut him off. If Shikamaru was right, they couldn’t speak at all. Kyuubi was watching them and everything they said would be a clue.
Kakashi’s phone vibrated in his pocket.
He ignored it.
“Hurry up and get it.” Shikamaru said. To anyone watching it would sound as though Shikamaru was talking about the videos, but Kakashi knew Shikamaru had just sent him a text message. With one hand the punched a sequence of numbers into the computer, flipping his phone open with the other. His eyes flickered to the screen of his cell for two seconds before he put his phone away just as quickly. He began pulling up files from the computer’s mainframe, looking for and deleting the video. The deleting process was a slow one.
‘The video on the day they left has all the info on where they went and who took them there.’ -N
Kakashi just hoped that the file and all traces of it was deleted before Kyuubi could get to it.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~Kyuubi~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
Within a few minutes of Kakashi divulging info on the interrogation room, Kabuto had started hacking into the police mainframe. He’d have a window open as long as he wanted. Or until someone found out and reinforced the protection on the information. But even then, there were back doors and loop holes to every vault.
Kabuto pulled up the files—they were in chronological order.
He pulled one up dated October 11 11:57 pm. After a few minutes and some decoding, the video began to play. On screen Kakashi walked in ushering in Sasuke with a sleeping Naruto in his arms. Gaara Sabaku, Neji Hyuuga, Iruka Umino-Hatake, Shikamaru Nara and an older man that looked like Shikamaru. A quick search in the computer told Kyuubi that this man was Shikamaru’s father—Shikaku Nara.
“What I’m about to tell you does not leave this room.” Kakashi said in a grave voice.
Everyone in the room with Kyuubi sat in rapt attention watching the screen and the story Kakashi began to tell. Kyuubi sniffed the air when a warm aroma wafted through his nose. Following his nose he turned to the side. He saw Deidara and Tobi, sitting on the couch watching the screen avidly.
A few minutes later loud sniffing was heard throughout the room grating on Kyuubi’s nerves. Deidara was crying—actual tears running down his cheeks—as Naruto’s crying and pleading with Kakashi and Iruka—his chichiu—rang loudly in the otherwise quiet room.
‘It’s heartbreaking’ Kyuubi thought. ‘a 23 year old man acting like a 5 year old, crying to his parents’, his disgust and contempt for his ototou growing. Kakashi’s and Iruka’s retelling of what Naruto’s and Kyuubi’s father had done only made Kyuubi’s hatred grow.
And all that was left was flashes of those days.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
please review!!