Nara OneShots

Yakuza Darling

"I think he should go on, older clientele might like him, and one in particular I know is looking for a change of pace. Might bid on him," She said gripping Shikaku's ponytail that was done neatly for the sake of appeal.

"He's here tonight." The man stated, obviously pleased.

"Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze is in the building and he's looking for something," Kurenai confirmed.

Shikaku's eyes widened at the name. Everyone knew the Namikaze, the demon yakuza. His tattoo of a Nine-Tailed Fox is well renowned in the entirety of Japan. Along with his charming features and eye-catching personality. However, there was another reason Shikaku was both afraid and somewhat hopeful. He knew Naruto and met him in an alley after he was being tormented by bullies at his former high school, he was a freshman at the time and made for easy pickings.

All he remembered was Naruto fighting them off before he grabbed Shikaku by the back of his neck. After that, it was all pain and he passed out from said pain before he woke up at home in his bed. How Naruto knew where he lived was beyond him but the Yakuza Demon did. 'Will you recognize me? Are you going to save me?' Shikaku thought as his vision blurred with tears as he was dragged onto the stage.

The jeering crowd of mostly men and some women cheered at seeing him. Catcalls, whistling the entire work. The two men holding him placed him under the spotlight and opened his legs to showcase his body which had been slicked with oil to appear shinier. He whimpered and hid his face as shame burned through him.

"Shikaku Nara, 19, a former medical student. Virginal body and no destructive habits. Bidding starts at half a million."

Before any bids could be offered a gunshot ran out grazing the auctioneer's cheek. Said man flinched and held his gushing cheek. In the front row, Naruto held the smoking gun with his eyes drawn into pinpoint glares that were nearly black. "Who the fuck placed my property up for bid?" It was growled and it echoed in the now silent bidding room. "I won't ask again, who the fuck placed him up there?"

A trembling man who usually went searching for potential males and females to auction came onto the stage. "His mother sold him to us for a quarter of a million."

Naruto tsked got up from his seat and slowly made his way onto the stage. He shot the two men holding onto Shikaku before shooting the trembling piece of shit. "Now let's make things clear, we all have marked property," Naruto said addressing the crowd. Mumbles of approval rang out. "I mark my property with an invisible brand that can only be seen under a blue light."

To prove that Shikaku was his Naruto grabbed him by the ponytail turned the back of his neck to the crowd and pulled out a small blue flashlight. He turned it on Shikaku's neck back and sure enough, a Nine-Tailed Fox mark bloomed on his skin.

"Now I know I'm not the only one who has this type of way of marking others. I know for a fact the Uchiha mob does it as well, along with the Aburame. So my question to this auction establishment. If you are not checking the properties you're putting up for sale then who's to say you haven't sold off properties that were already claimed."

A riot broke out at that and under the chaos and stray bullets being fired, Naruto dragged Shikaku out of the building and into his private vehicle. His men were already inside and waiting for him. "Let's go home, I've found my new bitch," Naruto chuckled as he twisted Shikaku's hair to produce a painful throbbing in Nara's head. Shikaku whimpered as he made the connections on that day years ago to now. He was so fucking screwed.

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Shikaku coughed up blood as his body trembled under the conditions he was placed in. A bucket of freezing water was drowned on him for the final time before Naruto called off the men who were abusing him. "Enough, head up for dinner."

They obeyed the Namikaze's order and when they were all gone Naruto closed the door and locked it. "Ready to talk or do I need to shove a Taser in your ass?" Shikaku whimpered and curled in on himself as the Namikaze came to crouch down by his head. He gently pushed aside the wet dark brown locks to see pained brown orbs begging him silently.

"You've bloomed into such a crimson lily. I remember you Shikaku, back then you were only a bud nearing spring. So young and innocent. Lilies of all kinds represent purity but in some cultures, they represent the death of purity. They came by that by putting lilies on the innocent graves. Should I take your purity? Kill it and stain your being with my bloody hands and decades of agony I have inflicted on others."

"Please Naruto, please no," Shikaku cried as he watched the wicked grin on Naruto's face grow. "No more, I can't-"

"You can, and you will," Naruto whispered as he kissed his fridge lips. "I was waiting for you to get older before I came back for you. But the universe has delivered you to me as an act of providence. Be grateful Shikaku, you were always mine."