Parthenogenesis

A/N: Expect a chapter a day from this story. Keep an eye out for it.

A Demon’s Soliloquy: Kyuubi’s POV

Look what I have become: a parasite, clinging to the slim thread of life with this seal of the Yondaime’s. I have been thrown into a cage I cannot excape from, into a darkness I cannot rise above. It is a shame, a
disgrace, an annoyance I will find my way out of. I am Kyuubi, greatest of the tailed-beasts.

I have been searching for a way out of this hell-hole of a cage, and I believe I have found a way. The boy that holds my seal is annoying good at resisting my power and my influence…while he is awake. Yet, as his humanity drives him to seek unconscousness at night- a rather pathetic human weakness- his mind opens up to me. It is not much, but it is a crack. I cannot hope to break out through it, but I can extend myself. While the boy is asleep, I can influence his body to do as I wish, and what I wish is to find a way out of this hell.

I found the answer in the mass of books in a library- a human library! They know not that their precious information will assist their greatest demon enemy to escape. They are prefectly content to go about their puny, insignficant existences completely unaware that each day my desire to escape and destroy them, to bath myself in their blood, to make myself great once again grows even greater.

My solution was simple, though complex. Simple to think of, complex to carry out. I knew I would need a new body- my old one had long since rotted away after the fires of the villagers burnt it. I knew that I would not be able to find a body like my old one, but I was willing to sacrafice a little of my previous power in order to have a body that I can call my own. I found a way. I needed a baby’s body, one not burdened with a soul unto which I would just be sealed again. I needed an unhabited body, dead from the very start, one that I could mold into what I needed.

I raided the library, taking scrolls and books about human DNA and reproduction. It was in one of these scrolls that I found a jutsu for artificial insimenation. A pointless jutsu for those of the human race, who seem to desire the sexual attentions of others so greatly. Yet I found the answer I had been searching for, the one that would allow me to create a new body for my sealed soul…and I would create that body within my old one, the one of the blond boy.

The plan was easy to think about, but more complex when one focuses on each element that must occur. I had my jutsu and a way to create a human body, but how to create a soulless body? Human genetics. The XX gene set would make the baby female and she would have a soul. The XY gene set would make the baby male and give him a soul. But a YY combination would be new. It became apparent that I would have to cross male DNA with male DNA, and to avoid discovery, I would have to use the blond brat’s DNA which is always readily on hand. The YY child wouldn’t be able to live- not enough genetic information. All that would be left would be a lifeless, soulless, ungrowing embryo, until my influence shapes it into a more suitable body- that of a half-demon, a hanyou. The great Kyuubi, a hanyou? Shameful, but no more than that of this Kyuubi being sealed into a human kitling.

The solution seemed flawless, until I realized how much chakra and concentration it would take on my part to bring this plan to the end. More research taught me that my carrier woud be in danger as well when the pregnancy symptoms strike. I am not foolish enough to say that both my carrier and myself are not without enemies and I am not arrogant enough to believe that we would be able to defeat them in such a state. We would need a protector, someone who would never leave our side, someone who believed they owed us something. Several of the so-named “precious people” of my carrier came to mind: particularly the Hyuuga boy with white eyes and the carrier of the Shukaku, Gaara.

However, I do not feel as if they care deep enough about my carrier to protect him with all of their ability, for they do not have the ability to turn their emotions into power. It became clear, then, that my carrier would need someone he was deeply connected to emotionally to protect him. The pink-haired girl was my first guess, but, as I explored my carrier’s emotions more clearly, I discovered that only deep ties of sibling-like affection connected them. I was looking for something more like the emotion humans call “love” of the romantic kind. This emotion only appeared to be held by my carrier for the most unlikely person, a person that had tried to kill him before, Uchiha Sasuke.

He would be the perfect tool, if only he felt the same way. However, my carrier is too noble to make the guy want him, so that would become my job as well. Again I raided the library to see how human emotions worked-through hormones mostly. I knew I could affect my carrier’s hormones, making him happy or sad, enthralled or depressed, bold or shy, sexually aroused or not. I only needed the chance to get the Uchiha and my carrier alone, or enough so that the beginings of jealous protection became apparent. That chance came when my carrier was assigned a mission to Sand…a mission Uchiha tagged along with.

Chapter 3: On the Road to Sand

Squirrels scampered up their trees, birds took flight, and rabbits fled off through the underbrush, all startled at the sound of a very loud, whiney voice.

“Sasuke! I don’t need you! I can complete this simple mission alone! Jeez, you’re wasting your time,” said the blond haired boy, stubbornly refusing to even look at the raven haired comrade.

“Don’t make it sound like I wanted to come along with you, dobe. I was ordered by the Hokage to accompany
you.” Not true, but Sasuke wasn’t about to let Naruto know that.

“Sheesh, I don’t know why Baa-chan sent a weak teme like you to help me. Besides, it’s just a simple scroll delivery. I don’t see what could go wrong.” Naruto was too busy complaining to watch where he was going, resulting in him tripping over a rather large rock in the middle of the road that led to Suna and falling flat on his face.

“Perhaps she feared that you would kill yourself with your sheer clumsiness, dobe,” answered Sasuke in a cool voice.

Naruto quickly jumped up from where he had been sprawled on the ground. “TEME!” Naruto shouted while pointing an anger finger at the Uchiha, “She should’ve feared more for your life. Make fun of me again and we’ll settle this here and now!”

“It would be pointless,” said Sasuke, ignoring the blond and walking right past him. “We both know you would lose.”

“SAY THAT TO MY FACE, TEME!” yelled Naruto. Sasuke ignored him, choosing to stay quiet and keep walking.
Naruto continued to yell at him. “DON’T IGNORE ME BASTARD! We both know I’m not the same dobe that used to get in your way! WE’RE EQUALS NOW!”

Sasuke still silently continued on his way. He had been up for nearly two days straight now, and he was beyond tired- he didn’t feel like bothering with the blond’s loud atitude right then. But the blond would not allow himself to be overlooked.

“I said, ‘DON’T IGNORE ME!’” the kitsune boy snarled, rushing at Sasuke’s back with full intention to punch the raven-haired boy until he paid attention.

But Sasuke was an Uchiha, and they are not so easily surprised. At the last second, Sasuke moved out of the way of the punch, catching Naruto’s wrist with his own and twisting the blond’s arm, forcing him to the ground. Yet, Naruto wasn’t so easily defeated. He tried to twist around and hit Sasuke with his unrestrained hand. In defense, Sasuke grabbed that hand too, and to ensure the blond boy wouldn’t try anything more, the Uchiha pinned Naruto’s hands above the blond’s head and straddled the boy’s waist to hold him down.

“Don’t mess with me today, Naruto. I’m not in the mood to deal with you,” he snarled into the kitsune boy’s face.

Naruto’s face lost its expression of anger to be replaced with one of surprise. Before he could even register the movement, Sasuke had moved off him and was on his way to Sand once more.

If Sasuke hadn’t been on the edge enough already, that simple contact with the blond boy made him even worse. Sasuke couldn’t help but reprimand himself. Great, Sasuke. You just practically made moves on someone you suspect is gay. Just great. It was made even greater by the fact that there was now an unfamiliar and uncomfortable pressure in his pants. Sasuke tried to ignore it and the things it represented by repeating a mantra to himself as he walked along: I am asexual. I am asexual. I am asexual.

Naruto recovered from his shock and pulled himself from the ground. He ran to catch up with the Uchiha.

“Jeez, Sasuke. What’s got your panties in a bundle?” he remarked short-temperedly, not enjoying the fact that he had just gotten beaten by the Uchiha, even if it wasn’t an all out spar.

Sasuke made a noise in the back of his throat that sounded like an angry growl. The blond boy acted too inocent for his own good. You! is what his subconscience screamed, but he remained his silent, stoic self. This was going to be a long mission, and Sasuke was already regretting volunteering for it.

O0o.o0O

Tsunade’s eyebrow twitched as she opened the wooden box the Uchiha had dropped off before he left on his mission. There were books and scrolls in the box like the boy had told her, but there were also a pair of bright orange boxers. Not doubt the Uchiha’s form of a joke, she thought. Throwing those into her waste basket, she began pulling out the books. They were indeed the missing books from the library. She would have to read through all of them to find a relation between them to figure out what the Kyuubi was planning. However, she took another look at the smallest book- about an inch-and-a-half thick. Blowing out a deep breathe, she threw all the books back into wooden box. This was going to be a long task. In order to complete it, she would need something…or rather, someone:

“SHIZUNE!”

“Yes, Tsunade-sama,” answered Shizune at the door.
Tsunade smiled at her. It was a very evil smile, so evil, that Shizune took a step back.

“Tsunade-sama?” she asked uncertainly.

“Shizune, I have a special mission for you,” the hokage said placing the box of books in Shizune’s hands and pushing her slightly, leading her out the door. “Read the books inside this box, summarize each, and then write a report on the similarities between them all.”

“Yes, Tsunade-sama,” said Shizune, right before the office door slammed closed. Suspicious, she opened the box to find the numerous, thick books. “TSUNADE-SAMA!” she yelled in anger, but Tsunade had already escaped through her office window and was on the way to a place where she could sit down with some good sake.

O0o.end of chapter.o0O