This is a sequel to my story Monster. It can be read individually but the other one is really short so I would recommend reading it before this one.
I'm well aware that I promised to work on expanding Late - Early next but apparently I don't get attacked by plot bunnies, they're thrown at me by reviewers. A comment from Crazee Pyro on my story Monster got me thinking and this is what my overactive yaoi loving mind came up with.
But I'll be working on Late Early at the same time so no worries.
I don't own Naruto or anything else connected to him
Will eventually be KakaNaru
If KakaNaru doesn't make it clear enough then this story contains Male x Male love and might just possibly contain a lemon or two in later chapters, although I make no promises.
Will also possibly contain spoilers in later chapters and I'll try to warn about them individually when they come up.
Chapter 1. Savior
He'd never been called that before.
Yet to a little child with blond hair he was. He was the savior who comforted him in the dark. Healed him after the monsters were through with him. He was his anchor. His only friend. His only light in the darkness.
He'd never acted like one before.
But for him, his little kit, he would. He would protect him in every way that he could. Keep him strong. Keep him happy. He didn't understand why. He'd stopped thinking about that. All he knew was that he cared for his little kit and he would do his best to never let anyone break his spirit.
He'd never been seen as one before.
Yet little blue eyes looked up at him. Not with fear. Not with hate. Little sky blue eyes looked up at him with trust. With kindness. With love. Like the whole world was actually a better place because he was in it.
He was a demon
But to one person he wasn't a monster. And that one person was enough.
That's what they would eventually call him.
Not at the moment. Not for a few years. But eventually. They would see him in a new light. Let go of their old hate. Their old fears. Finally accept him the way he had dreamed they would.
That's how he had always acted.
They might be monsters. They might treat him badly. But he had hope. Someday the monsters would stop hunting him. Someday the monsters would stop hating him. Someday the monster would regain their humanity. And when that day came he would be waiting. Waiting to forgive them. Waiting to love them.
That's how they would eventually see him.
He always did protect them. Became strong for them. Fought for them. They just didn't know it. But eventually they would. Eventually they would really see him.
Not as a demon.
Not as a monster.
That's what he would call him.
He couldn't see his face when he first saw him. It was hidden behind a black dog mask with red paint. But he trusted him. He didn't feel like a monster. He kind of reminded him of his friend Kyuu.
That's how he acted like.
The monsters were beating him again. Somehow it was worse today, even Kyuubi was nervous. The monsters were screaming for his death. Then suddenly he was there. Shielding him from the fists. The kicks. The big katana that was coming for his head.
That's how he saw him.
Strong. Powerful. Caring. He chased the monsters away. Asked him if he was ok. Promised to take him to Jijii. Told him he would sort everything out. No one would ever hurt him again as long as he could help it.
He wasn't a demon.
He wasn't a monster, although he sometimes felt like one.