Naruto: My Demon

By: Hugo Reed

Chapter 12: Version two: Kyuubi Wins

Naruto didn’t know just what to do. He was stuck between a girl who secretly wanted him, and another who was putting herself up against the other in some sort of true love contest. All he honestly could do was wait for events to play out. He knew he loved Kyuubi, but wasn’t sure about Hinata. He had liked her a little at a point. But then Kyuubi disliked her, but that was because Kyuubi wanted him herself. Things just didn’t seem right anymore.

Naruto wearily looked over at the two girls. They hadn’t stopped arguing over him from the time they had set out. Hinata stubbornly claimed that Kyuubi was a witch and crook who had somehow tricked Naruto. Kyuubi just as stubbornly said that HInata was just a thin girl who knew she was in way over her head. Naruto was extremely sick of it. He began to allow the thought into his head that he didn’t care who won this contest so long as it was over. When nightfall finally came, Naruto even began to think about sharing himself with the two of them just to shut them up.

They agreed to stop arguing long enough to set up camp and Naruto thanked the gods for the short moment of peace and quiet. However, he would soon wish he’d been a little more alert. While Kyuubi was coming back with firewood a slight rush in the bushes made Kyuubi start and turn. Before anyone could even move, Kyuubi was inside a struggling Itachi’s grip. Naruto saw, as though in slow motion, Itachi make eye contact with Kyuubi, then the demon fainted. Naruto gave a loud war cry and came flying at Itachi, resengan in hand. The Uchiha vanished and Naruto hit thin air.

He spun around and Hinata came at the traitor. She was striking at him with a speed and grace gifted only to the Hyuuga. Itachi’s shairgan with the only thing that kept him from losing all his chakra points. Naruto flipped over and struck again right as Itachi vanished into the night, leaving behind a note.

Naruto-kun,

If you wish to see your girlfriend alive again, come peacefully to the edge of rock and leaf, make no attempt to stop us drawling the Kyuubi from you or you shall die.

Naruto gave a small grin and Hinata looked at him concerned.

“They’ve got no idea they just stole the Kyuubi!”

Hinata didn’t seem quite so happy, but said nothing about it. She and Naruto quickly packed up camp and began to head in the direction that the offending note had indicated. Naruto was happily jumping from tree-to-tree, and knowing he need not hurry, spent much time talking to Hinata.

“So, Hinata-chan, why do you like me so much in the first place anyway?”

Hinata’s answer was shy, slow and cautious.

“Well… You were… strong in your own way. Y-you never gave… never gave up on your… dreams.”

Naruto sighed and thought through his past. It was true he had strength in what Hinata admired. He didn’t easily give up.

“You never thought of me as a screwup, or a goofball?”

“N-not a screwup,” she said. “You were often… hyper, but it… it made you… kind of… c-cuter.”

Naruto grinned a little.

“Just relax Hinata-chan.”

They had to go out o their way to go to rock country as it was anything but close for them. They were forced to set up camp when the night hit. Hinata may have been able to see with her bloodline trait, but Naruto couldn’t see more then an inch in front of himself and knew he would suffer a possible attack if they continued. They lay down next to each other, Naruto fairly certain he was smelling lilacs. Naruto then decided to go within his own thoughts. For a while, nothing came to mind, save his fear. Then something else came, something deeper.

It was his mental image of Hinata. She did love him. Then something else came to him. He remembered the time in his genin days. He remembered his obsession with Sakura and how every time she rejected him he would suffer from terrible emotional pain, and how it was all the worse because she loved Sasuke. He could see the same situation with himself and Hinata. He felt really bad for her. Kyuubi was his lover, but Hinata must’ve been feeling terrible that he hadn’t chosen her.

“Hinata-chan?”

“Yes Naruto-kun?”

Her answer was quick and eager.

“Are you ok?”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Naruto sighed and embraced her quickly to calm her down.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I didn’t want to cause you pain by refusing you.”

Hinata looked him in the eye and mumbled something.

“What?” asked Naruto.

“I said t-that you s-should g-give me a chance, N-Naruto-kun.”

Naruto looked her straight in the eyes.

“But I would be betraying Kyuubi-hime.”

“I am n-not saying that y-you should leave her,” said Hinata. “J-just while she’s gone… P-please, try for me.”

Naruto looked around. He didn’t know what to do. Was he just supposed to ditch Kyuubi for Hinata? Yet he couldn’t dare deny a girl he actually cared for a little love or give her pain. He moaned a little. If only he had someone who could console him, tell him what he should do.

“I am going to go to sleep, I’m sorry.”

Naruto lay down and placed his hands behind his head, and it took almost no time for him to fall asleep. His dreams were strange. Kakashi stood before him, and called him a traitor while his dead father and mother lay below him. Then Sasuke rose from their remains and embraced Kakashi like a brother, before drawing his katana and stabbing Kakashi through the back of the head, and as Kakashi fell dying he called on last word out to Naruto.

“Traitor.”

Naruto awoke in a pool of cool, dripping sweat. It was thickest upon his underarms and brow. He wearily brushed off the slick sweat and got up, changing into a set of back pants and a black sleeveless shirt. He finished placing the headband on and ran through the camp, packing up, but refusing to talk to Hinata. Naruto was trying to be careful to not hurt Hinata’s feelings. He knew that she wasn’t feeling good right now. Sakura had constantly rejected him for Sasuke, dispite that the other boy clearly had no intrest. Naruto looked at Hinata, pity in his eyes.

“Hinata,” he said, slowly and softly. “I am sorry, but I wouldn’t betray Kyuubi-hime for the world or even life itself.”

Tears flowed from the girls eyes and she nodded slowly.

“I suggest you complete the mission, I’ll catch you up later.”

“Ok, Naruto-kun. I’ll always l-love you.”

“I am sorry.”

Without a further word, Naruto dashed off through the woods, using his high chakra reserves to his advantage. They allowed him to travel along at an almost unstoppable rate. He quickly gained ground and saw how the miles and leagues began to melt away before him. It was long before mid-day when Naruto finally managed to catch up with Itachi, who was waiting with Kyuubi tied up behind him. She was sitting upright, coolly, calmly.

Naruto whistled lightly, as though to be a bird in sound. Kyuubi caught the sound and gave an almost invisible nod. Naruto smirked and slightly made a shadow clone. They charged up his special resengan and leapt high in the air. Itachi almost immediately caught sight of Naruto, and leapt back. However, what Itachi didn’t know was that Kyuubi was indeed the leader of all demons and the queen of Hell itself. No ninja mortal would’ve stood a chance. Kyuubi broke her bonds in an eye blink and latched onto Itachi from behind and Naruto leapt upon the ninja’s chest, plunging the attack through his chest.

“Die Itachi,” said Naruto.

So it was that the true last Uchiha died. Naruto sighed and embraced the love of his life. She looked at him with true love and spoke.

“I thought you would end up with Hinata. You were supposed to you know, I wanted you to be happy. It’s not proper for you to mate with me.”

“Ask me if I care,” he said.

Naruto leaned forward quickly and kissed her hard upon the lips. She returned the kiss happily and made a strong gesture at the ground. A large black portal opened up. It was a source of power and death, yet it was not evil, or indeed bad. In fact, it was pleasantly warm and it was something that was a damnation Naruto felt himself happily accepting. He followed Kyuubi into the ground and rules to this day as the King of the underworld with the most beautiful Queen at his right hand. Even now, in Japan you will hear some men tell tales of the great, fox-like figure that comes, and helps the lost souls of battle find their way home.

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