Inheritance

This chapter contains Wave bashing, sorry guys.

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Why he was here, he didn't know.



Ever since becoming aware, for he couldn't call it waking since he didn't even know if he'd been asleep, he had been having trouble with his mind and body. Everything was clouded, like he wasn't truly aware, yet he knew he was definitely awake. All he could truely feel was the spark of power inside him, slowly burning like a spark of life, but calling, calling for someone and something he didn't understand.



All he knew right now was he was conscious and wasn't supposed to be, everything else was clouded and unintelligible.



He barely understood when rough hands pulled him to his feet, marching him somewhere else, not even when he was beaten and then thrown onto an cold stone floor. Even the sound of and slamming heavy door did nothing.



He felt himself being gently guided to his feet, gentle voices asking questions and being laid down again on an rough thin cloth.



Wherever he was, he was surrounded by at least six other people, but he wasn't sure and couldn't concentrate long enough to be interested and look.



How long he was there, he didn't know, but he briefly remembered being fed by someone an thin fish soup, he thought it was at least three separate times, but that was it.



Then there was more rough handling, loud protests and an female voice yelling before she was silenced and he was moved out, the other voices behind him.



The noises didn't affect him, the yelling angry voices, the protests of fear and pleads of anguish, even the muffled thud followed by screams of terror and absolute agonized anguish followed by the female sobbing brokenly.



Nothing affected him, No, not until he felt HER.



He felt her, an connection he hadn't since he was a child, wondering in the woods surrounding his home to meet up with HER, riding her back like a horse and giggling as they flew, knowing if he ever fell, one of those big, soft, fluffy tails would catch him.



Knowing he could understand EVERY word she said even though she wasn't talking, knowing they belonged together from the moment he was born, knowing only HE could belong to her and her to him, that they were destined to be together forever.



He told her ALL his secrets, every thought and feeling, even showed her what his mother had forbid him from ever using and ever revealing to ANYONE, and he felt so free doing so. Only she could know.



Then his mother had found them together and drove them apart, he crying brokenly and begging her to let them stay together, but his mother wouldn't listen and refused him.



SHE had promised she would come back to him, that no one would be able to keep them apart all his life and when he was ready to truly be hers, she would return.



Then everything in his life had gone to hell.



For years he had held out hope she would return to him, but she never did. As he grew older that hope had dimmed and eventually faded until he had buried those happy childhood memories and hopes and dreams deep under his new purpose and the one person who would mean everything to him.



Then he had met HIM.



In his childhood and the many times he had just sat and talked to her, she had told him about his future. How she would be by his side always and fight with  him and they would be a part of each other. How HE would be one of a great clan, an huge family and with brothers and sisters who would all love him equally as he loved them and how he would be with them and THEY would have companions just like her.



How one man would be the head of that clan and he and all his brothers and sisters would love him equally and he would love them all the same.



He would give them all children who will be new clan and even HE will be able to have his own children to love and because he loved this man and his brothers and sisters, he would love their children just like his own as well.



Their children would grow up together and be loved by the entire family, no matter who birthed them and there would be no jealousy or petty squabbles between any of them. They would protect each other, no matter what, and unlike his own family, would treasure each others differences, because that was what made them so special.



She said he would be one of the first to be in this familyclan because he already had her, that he would be the first to instinctively know this man and even one of the fellow mates by sight and feel alone.



He knew later after he was forcibly seperated from her that it was just a dream, without HER by his side, his mates wouldn't know him. As he grew up he began to understand fully the parts of the story she glossed over. How they wouldn't be actually related, but husband's and wife's of someone with the CRA, someone wanting to restore his clan by having sex with multiple women and men.



SHE had just glossed it over to excite a child, no man could make another man pregnant unless it was some jutsu he had never heard of before, and if that was true then it would be the most carefully guarded secret a clan could have.



He had been told his mate-the clan head-would be different to everyone else, incredibly powerful and smart but acted weaker and less intelligent. He would really be sad and lonely, but disguised it.



Then he had met HIM on a mission with his master.



His body immediately came alive, crying out to him, begging him to take him and all those childhood stories she had told him came flooding back. He was everything she had told him he would be, even traveling with another of their mates-he could sense their connection too, but his heart wept, they were enemies, they couldn't be.



He had to satisfy himself with one little short amount of time together in disguise, getting to know the young man who would have given him everything and been everything to him.



Even in such a short time his heart was lifted and wept at the same time, seeing beneath the disguise and the raw child to the man he would become and everything he imagined him to be, everything she had told him he would be.



In just that short time he loved him already.



But they were enemies, it could never be, one of them had to die.



If SHE had of turned up during their battle, if SHE had of appeared and told him to stop, he might have actually done it and pledged himself immediately to his mate, but it didn't happen.



He was glad of the mask he had chosen to wear, it hid the tears that poured down his face as he forced himself to fight, to hurt his mate-his alpha. His body screamed at him to stop, to submit to him and beg forgiveness, to do everything he had to just to make him pull him into those arms and love and protect him.



When the other mate got between them, he felt it.



Power, demand, he submit to his alpha and he submit NOW. The power surrounded him, making him gasp as it pushed into him even from the safety of his place. He felt like it was filling him up, his limbs were getting heavy with the overpowering chakra, he was almost lured into an daze, almost falling from his safe place.



He couldn't do it, couldn't ignore or fight the demands of his body, there was only one thing left to do.



Now here he was again, feeling HER again, feeling that power coming closer and closer and his entire body was alive, buzzing with energy, want, desire,

Need, submission.



He wasn't even aware of the layer of ice building around his body, freezing the stone under his body as the chakra inside him grew, reacting to the call of the other, his body calling out desperately, longingly, to the other.



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He couldn't believe what he had just seen.



How had the village that his mate loved dissolved into such evil? What had they done or had done to them to descend into such paranoia and bigotry?



He had arrived just in time to witness the slaughter of an older man, tied and helpless. At his murder the entire village erupted into cheers and jeers at the other helpless prisoners, among them an vaguely familiar woman sobbing brokenly at the death of the older man and the beaten dirty form of their mate, who barely seemed to be moving, but Kirara's growled said he was alive.



Looking down he scanned the crowd for three figures in particular, glad they weren't among there humans in the crowd, cheering and jeering, but as he finished thinking this, an familiar boy-barely an teenager-was standing there with another group of older teens.



He felt his heart simultaneously break and harden.



Kirara growled, alerting him of something.



Laying on the ground, their new mate was stirring, a slow layer of ice building around him and freezing the street under him.  



The villagers were noticing it too, the shouts dying slowly to silence.



"What is he doing?" he wondered.



"He feels us" Kirara growled "you AND I. He is clouded and unable to think straight, but his body knows us. Through us he senses his danger and his body is acting instinctively to protect him."



Nodding in acknowledgement he watched at the 'executioner' again raised the weapon he had used on the older man, ready to swing down and kill their mate as he had the other, the same weapon once left at an grave site, the only marker of an fictitious grave-the body long since cremated.



With an snarl, the three tailed cat streaked down towards them. She landed between the captives and the human, crouched and snarling, showing all teeth threateningly.



After an minor adjustment of his clothes he followed, standing in the defensive posture, sword drawn, between the group and three tailed.



His long redyelloworange hair was tied and plaited behind him in an long tail, beads of metal and bone weaved into them which he could use like a whip if needed.



Gone was the old fashioned kimono and obi. Instead  the white pants were replaced with dark red, the kimono replaced by an white undershirt and long sleeved coat similar to the hokage jacket the forth wore before his 'death'. The difference was his was the same red as his pants and instead of being edged in flame, the cuffs and edges bore the same honeycomb pattern as the kimono in same colors.



On the back of the coat running vertically down directly over his spine was kanji for 'Clan Uzumaki' while on the front right side of the coat where the breast pocket would be was the same only for 'Kohona'.



The placing for these had an distinct meaning. By having his alliance to 'clan Uzumaki' on his back directly over his spine and in larger writing he was telling all who saw he belonged to that clan, that he was their property and theirs alone, while putting the name of the village he belonged to on his right front side-over his heart-he was proclaiming his connection to the village. Essentially his 'heart' belonged to the Village Hidden In The Leaves.



On both sleeves, hidden among the honeycomb pattern was the symbols for Sand and Spring, the other places Naruto loved as his own homes.



Seeing the clan and village names the crowd immediately stopped shouting and yelling, whispers of concern and confusion starting among them.



"That's right, you SHOULD be worried" he stood straight but still gripping the sword, just in case "I am one of an newly established clan in Kohona who has A LOT of influence in the village and what I have seen in the last five minutes makes even me sick!"



"You're an ninja!" someone yelled "you don't know what it's like to be helpless!"



"So you victimize OTHER people!? People who not only have nothing to do with what happened to you in the past but are no threat to you!?" He motioned behind him "these people are harmless travelers and traders, do you WANT to go back to the way you were before Kohona helped you?! How safe would you be without the trade and protection of Sand and Leaf?"



"Don't threaten US!" someone shrieked "You have no right to do so!" the crowd surged forward to attack him.



Only to encounter an pure wall of chakra energy, a wall so filled with oppressive demon energy those unlucky to actually touch it shrieked in terror and pain and collapsed to the ground, shaking and curled into a ball of terror.



He lifted an top lip away from his teeth, revealing fanged canines and took a leaf from his adopted fathers book. "Stupid humans! The only reason I haven't bloodied my claws with you by now is because HE would mourn you, DESPITE what you've done!" then his mothers "do you really think you are the only ones to know what it's like to be scared, to be afraid for you or your family! Tell me, what happened in Hidden Leaf eighteen years ago?!"



There was murmurs among the crowd of people as those who remembered reminded those who didn't.



"Do you see Hidden Leaf killing innocent people because they imagine them a threat?! Do you see Hidden Leaf attacking Suna for their actions during The Chunin Exams?!"



"But Hidden Leaf is an ninja village!" someone protested "we aren't!" followed by echoes of agreement.



"But is every one there an ninja? There are civilians. Besides, how can an mere ninja kill or even damage an creature of pure chakra? How can an mortal fight and win against a demon?"



"But they DID win" someone protested.



"Only because one of them willingly gave his body and soul to the shingami in return for his villages safety. Right now and for centuries, eons maybe, he's suffering unspeakable tortures inside the god of deaths stomach. I don't see a single one of you willing to do the same thing! Instead you group here like a bunch of cowards, hiding your shame from HIM every time he comes here-which implies you KNOW what you are doing is wrong!"



"You don't understand!" someone yelled "you've never.....!"



"What!?" he glared at them, Killer Intent increasing enough to make the entire crowd gasp "I don't know what it's like to watch my family murdered in front of me for something stupid, like their skin? To be an mere child and spend days, weeks, months running, hiding, scavenging for food in the wild because those murderers find it 'entertaining'" (air quotes) "to hunt a child down like an animal." He didn't mention he WAS an animal and went on.



"To have someone save you and avenge your family for you, take you in and for years give you protection,  a family, comfort and a shoulder to cry on, all while that Being is being treated by those outside your 'family' as a freak and outcast, an thing to be killed-even by his own genetic family.



To grow up with a new mother figure and father who love you even IF they aren't relations-genetic or not-with others who treat you as an nephew or little brother, only to watch THEM die as well!! Have ANY of you done THIS as well?!"



Silence.



"No! Instead of banding together as a village and helping each other and welcoming strangers into your village, you have chosen paranoia and evil! I have been through all that, and yet I am the one here, between the innocence and you blood-thirsty lot! HE would be so ashamed of you he'd turn his back on you all and this entire village! If I can get past all I have been through and trust, you easily had the chance!"



Still silence from the crowd so he looked around "where's the old man, the bridge-builder?" he looked at the barely teenaged boy "where is your grandfather? And your mother?"



The boy looked at his friends for help and when they ignored him, he lowered his head and muttered something.





Kyuubi narrowed his eyes at the boy, fury increasing. The boy thought he couldn't hear him, that the distance between them and the crowd surrounding him would hide his shameful words, his guilty act.



But he didn't know about an Youki's superior hearing "Repeat that."



The boy looked panicked.



"I don't care how it makes you sound, you'll sound exactly how you are, guilty of betraying the ones who loved you most and you SHOULD treasure more growing up. I SAID REPEAT IT!" his Youki energy this time reached out into the crowd to surround the boy.



Eyes wide in terror he stuttered "he tried to stop us from defending ourselves.....!"



Kyuubi didn't think he could any more pissed and still maintain his human form, but they proved him wrong "SO YOU KILLED HIM FOR TRYING TO KEEP YOU ALL FROM BECOMING THIS!!" he roared at the crowd "HE WAS YOUR FAMILY!! YOUR GRANDFATHER FOR KAMI SAKE!! I SHOULD JUST KILL YOU ALL WHERE YOU STAND RIGHT NOW FOR THE EVIL YOU HAVE BECOME!!"



"Kyuubi" came a soft voice from above and the entire square looked up.



Floating above them using the Youki energy he gained from their merge as well as the knowledge of how to use it, dressed similar to him but baring an familiar sword was Naruto.



In his eyes was so much pain, hurt and disappointment that the crowd didn't and couldn't speak. Except Inari "Naruto-niisan, I...."



"No" Naruto cut him off softly ""I am no longer your brother or the emissary here from Hidden Leaf. Hidden Leaf, Suna and Spring has cut all ties to this village and it's citizens. What's more chakra markers are currently being placed safe distances around this village, warning anyone who comes here they are in extreme danger."



"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!" someone in the crowd shrieked. Naruto turned the full force of those disappointed eyes on the crowd "yes, we can, it was part of your agreement with Hidden Leaf that any trader, ninja or emissary to enter this village was to be welcomed and that if you felt threatened in any way by anyone you were to contact us and one of the three Hidden villages would send you protection. I came to visit regularly, I was here directly to help, yet no one approached me about it, worse, you HID all this from me.



Not only have you broken your side of the agreement you have murdered innocent people" they all saw the disappointment and pain in his eyes at this "to me this is unforgivable, SO unforgivable that MY association with this village is personally over as well, I will never come back here, no matter how much you beg us" his eyes inspected each of the prisoners.



His eyes suddenly widened as he lay eyes on the dead prisoner and the woman sobbing.  “Yukie?! Fujikaze Yukie!?”



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