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🕑 Added 2023-02-15 12:14:17 +0000 UTCTitle: The Sannin Skirmish (10)
"You need to get a better grasp of your emotions! You are no longer a child but an asset! A powerful monster!" The Old and wisened Third Takigakure observes him critically. His gaze meets the ground guiltily instead of the Kage's as he balls his tiny fists and licks his dry lips before complaining.
"I... I just wanted them to stop pulling my hair!" He reveals as the old man runs his fingers through Su's hair and then frowns, "They're all there!"
"Because it is always like that!" The young Su's lips wobble and he continues, "They pull so much of my hair... there is always blood. But then... the pain stops. I stop. And when I stop screaming and open my eyes, my hair is always back—"
*Smack*
A well-practiced slap from the leathery hand jerks Su in his spot. The slap causes his head to snap sideways and his ears ring for a moment but that doesn't stop the Old Kage's voice from getting registered to his hearing, "What do I tell you always?"
"That..." Su unclenches his fist, "You will see to my troubles tomorrow..."
Another slap, this time harsher, sends Su stumbling on his butt. The firm handprint of the Kage's leathery and worn hand brands Su's cheek but the pain... it always heals tomorrow. All he needs is a good night's sleep. It ALWAYS heals tomorrow.
"Don't make me repeat the same thing over and over," the Kage barks as he stabs his cane into the floor with a loud *thock* sound, "Grow up and stop bothering the villagers! You are supposed to be their guardian! Not victimize them!"
Su nods quietly with a sniffle as tears build in his eyes. But he quickly scrubs them away as the sting on his cheek is all the motivation he needs to run up to his room and sleep. He will wake up tomorrow, all well and happy.
Days, months, and years would become simple acts of going through the motions for Su.
His sleek black hair which many young girls are envious of and thus, in response, attracts the boy's ire would be pulled in great tufts. Blood would spill from his scalp. Every night, he would sleep, and 'tomorrow', his hair would return, his scalp restored. His curse... unbroken.
There would be occasions, at least, twice, where rage and spite would rear their ugly head even when Su did not mean such emotions. These ugly emotions presented themselves in the form of a coat of bubbling red chakra. His shinobi training allowed him to keep himself in check as his appearance would only earn him more disapproval from the masses...
But there are times when even with his confidence to keep himself in check... he would slip.
And one particular time... in that moment of slip, everything within Taki changed.
"I'm Utsu," Su knows who he is. They are the same age. While the previous Kage taught Su by slaps and strikes... the man in front of him had just shy of what Su endured from the previous 'Gramps.'
But keeping a calm expression despite the sheer change in the village, Utsu informs Su gently, "Third Takikage died yesterday trying to contain you. You reached six tails..." the news makes Su... feel nothing. He is gazing forward blankly. His stare was simply without any purpose.
"What happened? You have never lost control to the point of reaching six tails..." Utsu questions carefully. While he would like to present himself as a calmer leader that does not intend to discriminate against Su even if this will earn him a mouthful from the elders, Utsu feels the slightest bit calm knowing that he has the special drug safely tucked behind his kimono that can be accessed in a blink of an eye.
"I..." Su snaps out of the cold numbness surrounding him, "I was called by... Fujiko," he licks his dry lips as his throat clenches in rebellion when the memories of last night resurface in his mind. Utsu reveals patience that Su had never 'endured' before, which, for the first time, lets Su have a moment of respite and thoughtful contemplation.
"She wanted to... confess," Su whispers to himself. He isn't talking to Utsu any longer but muttering which makes the latter strain his senses to catch every bit of revelation.
"She did confess to me. She said she liked me and my hair," Su's right hand hovers over his chest before pressing his hand upon his left pec, "I remember my heart racing."
Utsu, for one, never counted this story to end happily, not after rising from the consequences of this event, that is. And to be frank, things rarely go so simply.
"But I also knew she was lying," Su reveals, "It was a lie I found comfort in. But then... Koga appeared from the bushes. I'd already sensed him and was prepared to get my hair pulled. But... for some reason, they began to kiss each other and Fujiko revealed I was dumbass thinking she really liked me. I still don't know when I said I liked her..." The serious look of reflection on Su's face is all Utsu needed to see to understand that the Jinchuriki had withdrawn to focus on his strength alone and for this... Utsu did not blame him.
"After that, Koga stripped Fujiko," Su finally looks at Utsu with a confused expression, "I understand the act of procreation. But... I did not snap. For some reason they wanted me to get angry but I found the whole situation hilarious. Fujiko screamed that Koga was big... I know she was lying. Again."
'You mustn't laugh! You shall not laugh! Keep it in! IN!' The corner of Utsu's lips twitched.
"I did not snap..." Su emphasizes again before pressing his hand on his left pec harder, "It... did."
Utsu snaps out of his thoughts and looks at Su before nodding, "I see... Aside from Lord Third, Fujiko, and Koga's mangled corpse was also retrieved."
Su nods calmly.
"I want you to know..." Utsu gulps audibly this time, not even realizing when his throat got this parched, "I... won't let others treat you—"
"I know," Su nods, "Tomorrow will be better."
Utsu frowns at this and then grits his jaw. Shaking his head, Utsu reveals, "No... Tomorrow WILL be better."
Su blinks in surprise. 'He... is not lying. Tomorrow... will be a better day.'
The previous Kage made empty lies.
But Utsu... promised.
Smiling innocuously as his orange pupils glimmer, Fu extends his raised hand and then further coils in his thumb and other three fingers, leaving only his pinky extended, "Promise." He remarks cheerily.
Looking at the offered trust, Utsu nods heavily and links his pinky across Su's tiny finger, "Promise."
From that day onwards, Su has only gotten out of control once.
There have been rumors in the village that Su could always control his tailed beast but nobody can say for sure. And the moment when he DID lose his control was during a mission alongside two more elite guards but the reports only suggested that Su went upto three tails in this state and Utsu could sense the situation because of the seal, allowing the Fourth Kage to put an end to Su's rampage using the village's 'means.'
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Orochimaru continues to mold her chakra into Nature Energy as Jiraiya finds himself tackled with an odd situation of a Jinchuriki.
Oh, their team was as much about true teamwork as a hound in its sincerity towards not devouring its prey.
With his Sage Mode already prepared, Jiraiya is capable of handling many situations and she, in turn, is stocking Senjutsu Chakra on the off chance that he might fail. And Orochimaru did not doubt that Jiraiya is well aware of her actions.
'How the hell is this bastard so quick?!' Jiraiya scowls and notes his time, 'I can push for three more minutes. Should be more than enough unless he brings his 'Partner' raises a ruckus. And me going easy for these few seconds can—'
Jiraiya flicks his thumb across the expanded blood mark that smudges over his cheek and in the same motion form a seal with practiced ease with one hand!
'Sage Art: Collapsing Earth!'
"Woah!" Su chuckles and whoops indolently as the ground crackles and caves in despite it being solid. The sheer magnitude of the jutsu that could 'cave' solid earth instead of raising spikes, terrain traps, and whatnot catches Su by surprise but Jiraiya is quick to slam his palms onto a fleeting rock!
'Summoning Jutsu!'
*Poof*
Instead of landing in a deep cavern that Jiraiya has dug 'in', Su lands on a layer of gross pink surface that squishes around his footing. The walls around him are no better as the flesh seems to beat in a rhythmic pattern.
"You really surprised me with that Jutsu," Su smiles and observes Jiraiya more carefully now, "And we are trapped... a stomach, I'd say. Even that is a sign of being a pro... to just summon a part of the said summon or is it that your Summons are extraordinary?"
Seeing Su gush, Jiraiya bites down the wave of empathy building within himself. It won't do... He cannot have mercy on his 'mission.'
Still silent, Jiraiya silently weaves another set of seals, and Su finally moves. And he is fast...
But instead of reaching for Jiraiya, he pulls away. His fingers start to 'uncoil' in a large group of silk threads that catch Jiraiya off-guard before he grins.
"I know enough Kinjutsu to sense that this... your sage mode is nothing other than just one more aspect of a successful Kinjutsu and in this department..." Turning to look at Jiraiya with a smile full of mirth, Su informs 'kindly', "I have quite the expertise."
*Tchk*
*Tchk*
*Thck*
The strands of silk actually stab into the sleek and squishy lining of the stomach before tearing it open! Su holds nothing back. His fingers are all turned into a group of silky white threads that continues to lacerate the stomach as it draws...
Acid.
"You fool," Jiraiya's iciness cracks for the barest moment and he slaps his hand on the stomach lining far from Su.
'Sage Art: Digestive Compulsion!'
Pores open up within the stomach and thick yellow fluid begins to spew out from all the sides of the stomach.
*Tsss*
Seeing the threads burn, Su scowls momentarily and the strings recede to become his hands which are corroded in many spots to the point that bones are visible and blood begins to flow out nonstop!
Before Su can comprehend what Jiraiya is upto, he finds him slapping yet another jutsu on the stomach.
The wriggling flesh gains a steel-like tint but that doesn't reduce its fleshy nature at all.
"Oh!" Su's expression brightens as his feet and sandals are long corroded. The acid settles to half the height of his calves while Jiraiya is barely bothered by it. His clothes and sandals are most naturally ruined but his flesh is untouched by a mysterious force.
Looking straight at Jiraiya, Su grins, "The acid is flammable, right?"
Jiraiya's seal is already formed. From creating a pool of acid that strangely did not corrode Su's bones to strengthening the summon with an Earth Jutsu, Jiraiya indeed has a plan.
But he did not expect Su to withstand this pain... much less have a seemingly endless supply of blood.
Still cracking a grin, Jiraiya nods, "You're a hearty one, aren't you? If we all survive with just injuries, fatal ones, of course... let's slip out of our villages sometimes and drink."
Su's eyes sparkle!
"Promise!" He practically gushes!
"Sage Arts: Gullet Roast!"
So did Jiraiya, but he spits pure flames instead.
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Alternate Title: Su's... Loveable!; You Can't NTR Su! He's Chad!; The Result of Foolishness; Su's 'Dear Friend': Fuck Around and Find Out; The More You Fuck Around, the More You Find Out (The Graph Chart); Threads of... Friendship!; The Promised Drink; The Culinary Sage— Hermit Sage of Mount Myoboku!
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A/N: I had to seriously reign in the darker approach of putting cuckoldry as one's back story. Not because I am inherently disgusted by the multitude of artwork but simply because you cannot cuck someone who doesn't care... I think I may have some personal issues with the subject when I see mother-son NTR... and I feel like dude! She yer mum! Why you got the hots for her? You deserve to be cucked, dumbass!
Anyway, that's the end of my rant, and yeah... Fujiko and Koga died doing something they loved— Being assholes, lying, having sex, and being toxic... so there is no need for the F in the comments!
Comments
FanHarem
Kages... aren't usually smart. It's quite common to see in the world of naruto
Dogan
Honestly, everyone he killed kind of had it coming. The kage was a dumbass for how he treated him and the... whatever age the two who were putting up the NTR show were just as stupid to provoking him, unless they just didn't know he was the Jinchuriki? Then they were just weird.
