Kindness wasn't Naruto's greatest virtues. He understood how things worked in this world. He understood what he needed to do in order to survive. People expected you to be kind, gentle and caring. That was indeed human nature. But so many times humans act like devils. Himself included. Then again, Naruto has never feigned being a kind person. He was who he was and he was unapologetic about it. He had his movements. He had his reasons for doing things. No one would understand them. No one would know about them. Some things were better left secret.
Konoha would never know that Itachi was actually a good person. They would never know that he probably loved the Leaf more than they did. Secrets could be hidden in this world. There was no rule or a saying that says nothing can be hidden forever. Maybe a few would know, but it would never become a public story. Naruto would have his secrets and he would die with them.
Even though he spoke about trust with Tsunade, he could never be fully honest with her. Besides, he was merely giving her what she desired. What these people desired. As long as it got them off his back and increased his standing, Naruto would continue to fight for Konoha. Of course, if things came to it, he could always pack his bag and make a run for it. Suna or Uzu would do. He was fully capable of protecting his family from threats that may arise. That aside, he would try to retrieve the Sanbi and leave it near the island of Uzu. It would be extra protection. One that was necessary.
These people thought because Mikoto was carrying his child, he could not leave if he so wished. Oh, Naruto could leave. If Mikoto was willing to live in the compound with him, she would be willing to abandon Konoha along with him. His mother was the only problem. But not the biggest problem. She could be convinced.
'Naruto...' Kyubi called the blond.
Within seconds, Naruto found himself staring at the nine tailed Bijuu. He rarely made visits these days. It wasn't important. He didn't need to come here to offer his greetings to his prisoner. But this prisoner was perhaps the one who knew him best. His most inner thoughts and desires.
'It is rather rare of you to call me.' Naruto said to the Kyubi. 'Is there a problem?'
Kurama didn't like Naruto but he didn't hate him either. They had one thing in common: they disliked humans. It was ironic. He knew. But he would never point it out to the blond. Naruto was already aware of it after all. This human wasn't stupid. He was frighteningly genius.
'There is no problem but you are getting darker and darker.' Kyubi said.
Naruto stared. 'I have always been like this. I just suppressed the thoughts to do lighter things. People like you better when you think like them and act like them.'
'Blending in?' Kurama was amused. To blend in like he was human. But Naruto was human. There was just a time he saw people as nothing more than moneys.
'It is difficult to live amongst humans when they do not trust you.' Naruto explained with a shrug. 'I had to play my part. But things are dangerous. There is a plan that must be set in motion. Kindness will not stop a war.'
'You were very excited when you spoke of blood.' Kurama. 'I'm certain you already imagined slaughtering people in the name of stopping a war and defending Konoha. You always need a reason to justify killing people after all. Are you concerned that your bloodlust will overtake you that you wish to release it? I've always seen how you fight. You act like you hate it but really, you just don't want other people to see how you enjoy cutting down humans. You've never cared for them anyway.'
'Why did you call me here, Kyubi?' Taking joy in ending lives of miserable humans? Naruto would not comment on it. But he certainly wouldn't be averse to indulging his hatred for certain people.
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A Mother's Knight
FanfictionA Mother's Knight is a story originally written by The Omnipresent Sage on fanfiction.net I think that every Naruto fan should read this and many other stories he has written. I am publishing the by acquiring his permission. all rights go to The Om...