Melek in Olum

Author’s Note: Ok so I lied...defiantly not finished by Christmas. Sorry...-_- but I’m trying I’m finished school now completely working full time so I’m finding it hard to find time to write lol go figure eh? Anyway here’s the next chapter basically just more filler stuff sorry not so much on the Sasuke, Naruto scene but some insight into our hot and sexy god Naruto. Thanks everyone so much for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Melek in Olum

Mission IX: Memories

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Hindsight they say is always 20/20 and Naruto was experiencing something akin to that as he dropped the headless copse in front of the Hokage. The old man looked startled as Naruto dumped the body then the head on the floor of his office. “What in the world...” trailing off he looked at a very calm, very deadly looking ninja. “What happened Naruto?”

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For the second time in two nights Naruto awoke suddenly knowing something was wrong. He could feel it immediately. The intruder was very poor at what he was doing, the creaking floorboards of the hall where a dead giveaway. Feigning sleep Naruto watched as the figure passed by him on the couch heading for the bedroom. Keeping calm and cool, the blonde reached out grasping Hashishin from the floor beside the couch.

Standing slowly he easily swung the blade upwards following the intruder without a sound. The unknown person entered the bedroom, to where a feverish Sasuke tossed and turned in the throws of a nightmare. The curtains on the window where open letting the moonlight pour in, lighting the room enough to see what was going on.

Naruto watched, demon eye narrowed measuring chakra and memorizing it. He blended perfectly in the dark unmoving, waiting for his moment. The figure moved forward slowly till he was standing over the tousled figure in the bed. He watched as a knife was slowly pulled forward. The blade reflecting in the pale moonlight and Naruto reacted, flipping his blade he brought the blunt side down rendering the intruder unconscious.

Wasting no time he hefted the person onto his shoulder heading to the roof with his burden. Several minutes later he stood over the prone form of a man. Patiently the blonde stood waiting for the intruder to awake. He wanted answers and by hell or high water he was going to get them. Mind games never sat well with the large blonde, and he was sick of this one.

The figured groaned swimming slowly into consciousness, standing over him was a man easily balancing a six foot blade on his shoulders. The intruder gasped into wakefulness, “What?!” sitting up suddenly he was forced back by that rather large, and intimidating blade. “Who are you and what do you want here?” the voice was cold and deadly so different from the warm soft, voice of Naruto...this was Melek in Olum and he was pissed.

The blonde’s demon eye scanned the now definable man, he was rather nondescript with brown hair and average looking features...perfectly forgettable face, thus a perfectly good assassin. The man refused to answer, and the blade pressed closer still to his throat. He may have been piss poor at keeping quite but he wasn’t speaking. “I have killed thousands one more would not effect me,” still the brown haired man glared silently ahead, “You have till the count of three...” the blade was close enough now that blood dribbled down over the blade. “One...” the man grinned suddenly, “Go ahead kill me...you will not win this war...” pausing in his count Naruto glared hard at his prisoner. The unknown assassin laughed hysterically. “We shall win this...and all of Kohan shall burn!” laughing harder the man stared at his captor with frenzied eyes, “Three...” Naruto muttered before slicing the man’s head off. Ending his laughter for good.

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“This is getting worse then I thought...” the Hokage rubbed his eyes tiredly, “There’s more to this isn’t this...” the blonde stood solemnly before the man that had pledged his loyalty to. Glancing up the older man saw the killer he had created, headband gone now the demon eye of the kyubi stared at him unblinking, the other icy blue eye was just as unyielding. “Yes Naruto...I’m afraid this is bigger then we anticipated...” reaching into his desk drawer the Hokage withdrew two photo’s, he tossed them towards the blonde who stood before his large desk. “The first is a man only recently come to our attention, his name is Ichiro.” Naruto glanced at the rather blurred photo, although slightly fuzzy the man in it was easily recognizable. It had been the man in the forest the night Sasuke was injured. The short man with the frizzy black hair...Naruto memorized the face adding it to the memory of the man’s chakra.

“The second picture...I’m afraid is a man you know all to well.” Puzzled Naruto glanced at the second glossy photo in his hand, “Jingo...” he instantly recognized the handsome face smirking into the camera. On the outside the tall blonde remained cool and collected, on the inside he felt his rage boil. This man...Jingo as he went by was ‘the man’, he had his finger in everything in the Leaf Village. Everything illegal. He had alluded capture for years, but not from lack of trying. Naruto himself had, had many encounters with the man. “I’m afraid Naruto, the time is fast approaching for the final battle to this war. You are going to have to face that man and kill him.” the Hokage looked serious as ever, yet part of him wished it didn’t have to be this way.

“Hokage...you are asking me to wage a war against the underground. Single handed mind you, a war that I cannot win.” The old man nodded leaning back in his chair, “I am aware of that. But I believe you can win it...” Impassively Naruto stared at the photo clenched in his hand, “There will be casualties in this...and if I don’t win then it means the end of Kohan Village.” Slowly the elder lit his pipe puffing silently, “There already are casualties. I hate to bring this down upon the good people of this village but it must be done. You have been fighting Jingo for years Naruto, it’s time to put an end to this madness.”

“Then so shall it be done...” idly the blonde touched his demon eye gently fingering the scar, Jingo had much to answer for. “For now watch over Sasuke, he is far to venerable at this moment and I’m sure many more assassins shall be after him. There was poison in the wound Naruto, the pills he takes numbs the pain and administers the antidote but his reflexes, and senses are dulled. He’s flying blind so to speak.” Grimly the large teen clenched his fists hard, “I will watch over him as always,” he muttered fervently. “Go then I shall be in contact with you Melek in Olum...”

Tossing the photo’s on the desk Naruto saluted ironically before materializing into the shadows and disappearing. Idly the Hokage puffed his pipe looked at the dead corpse in the room with him, “I should have asked him to get rid of that thing...”

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Not really watching where he was headed the large blond feared through legend as the Melek in Olum, jumped silently from roof top to roof top only stopping when he reached his own apartment. Swinging through his bedroom window he checked on the slumbering Sasuke making sure his love was safe and sound. Relived Naruto once again retreated to the roof.

Sitting perilously close to the ledge he started at the stars idly swinging his leg into empty space. It was these warm summer nights that hit him the hardest. Always the memories of summer... gently he touched his disfigured eye. The unable to keep the memories in check he closed his eyes seeing that moment once again...

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“Boy...who sent you here?” Thirteen year old Naruto sat silently staring defiantly at the handsome man in front of him. Blood ran from him mouth and nose. He knew his left arm and all the fingers of his left hand were broken. A racking cough convulsed is skinny adolescent body...he’d been careless. He had been caught by this man...this Jingo.

Leaning down the man grabbed a fistful of blonde hair yanking the Naruto’s head backward pressing a blade to his thoart. “Tell me or die here...” silently Naruto stared, spitting blood into that face.

Flinching away the man turned back smiling sadistically, “You’ll pay...” the knife was removed from his thoart, thinking the worst the blonde ninja could only sit paralyzed as the bastard who held him, placed the knife to his forehead. Naruto didn’t flinch as the blade sliced down his face across his eye and ran off at his chin.

Releasing his captive the man known as Jingo backed away. Naruto crumpled forward holding his right hand to his face trying to stem the flow of blood. He refused to make a sound. “Finish him,” giving his edict the man left wiping blood of his face with a silken handkerchief. Jingo’s lackeys converged on the seriously bleeding teen. “Now boy you die...” breathing heavily the secret ninja rose shakily to his feet as the men came forward.

Rising his head to face his attacked Naruto growled. The would be attackers froze... “Dear god...his eyes...” beyond caring or pain Naruto gave into the voice who promised power. The growl grew louder, suddenly the sound of splintering bones filled the air. Previously broken fingers snapped into place, as an oddly angled armed realigned itself.

Fingernails extended to claw like semblance, and eyes that had once been blue turned scarlet red with a slitted pupil. The henchmen shook violently as a suddenly overpowering aura filled the room. Red flames seemed to leap from the boy before them. “No please...” the backed away as Naruto slowly advanced. Grinning the demon before them reached forward.

The last sight the henchmen ever had was glowing scarlet eyes drenched in blood...

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He could still to this day recall that night...he escaped and learned of a great new power. The demon within him had become a valuable ally, the Hokage had been right. With extensive training he’d been able to tap into that unbelievable chakra and keep the demon at bay. His only sacrifice had been his left eye. The cut had ruined it, but the fox had replaced it. “Fair enough trade Kyubi...” the big blonde whispered.

His height, his strength, his agility...all had been affected by the demon blood that coursed through him. Idly Naruto watched as the sun began to peek over the horizon. Standing he turned east closing his eyes, feeling the warm morning rays against his skin. His thoughts had turned to the battle ahead. The Hokage had asked of him the impossible...and Naruto knew in his heart that he would have to try and deliver it.

“So once again the sun rises banishing the evils of the night...and with the dawn a new hope.” Smiling at his bit of foolishness the almost seven foot blonde swung his six foot blade up to rest on his shoulders, the blade reflecting in the sun.

TBC...