《Jinjuriki Compound》Part 7
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After the two teams agreed on the guard duty rotations, they emerged from the room that Tsunami allotted for them to stay in, just in time to hear the sound of a boy coming home.
"Mom, I'm home!"
"Welcome back, Inari. Come to the kitchen everyone, dinners ready." Tsunami called.
"Hey mom, who are these people?" Inari asked, joining everyone in the kitchen.
"The people with the forehead protectors are ninja from Konoha who your grandfather hired to guard him while he completes the bridge. The ones with silk wrappings on their arms are from that special kunai. I asked them to help out just in case." Tsunami explained.
Inari nodded and looked them over. "You all better give up now and go back to wherever you came from. You're all going to die. There's no way that you can beat Gato and his men."
"Inari!" Tsunami shouted, staring at Inari reproachfully.
"We're only here to help you know. We're trying to make things better for you. Don't you think your island has suffered enough at the hands of Gato?" Naruto asked.
Inari glared "Suffering? What do you know of suffering?" he asked "You haven't been here! You haven't suffered! I bet you live easy lives, being strong enough to protect yourselves."
All of the Teru team rounded on him at that exclamation.
"We don't know suffering? Don't be so sure of yourself kid. Everyone has suffering in their lives. Try being shunned by your entire village when you had done nothing wrong. Being called a demon or a monster. With no family to comfort you or protect you since they died on the day you were born. People started trying to kill me by the time I turned three. And whenever I fought back they all said "I knew he was a monster" I mean seriously! I just scratched up their arms for the most part. That on guy who's face I scratched up totally deserved it. He stabbed me in the gut with a kunai and twisted it around. That freaking hurt you know." Naruto ranted.
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"Or how about being feared by your entire village and shunned by your family. Then the one person who ever showed me even a smidgen of kindness goes and tries to blow me up, which then gives way to a whole string of assassination attempts ordered by my father," Gaara added.
"Or being slapped whenever you cried. Being told monsters like you don't deserve to cry. I was two! Two year olds cry! So what?" Fuu added crossing her arms.
"Or how about being led into a death trap by people who had been your friends for years. They stabbed me several times with their kunai then left me in the hand of an enemy village who they knew would kill me. Don't say we don't know suffering kid. I can pretty assuredly say that with the exception of maybe Fuu, anyone from our group has suffered more than you. And the only reason Fuu didn't suffer more is because that old perv pulled us all put when she was two. I understand that your situation is pretty bad, but you can't very well believe that no one has ever had it as bad if not worse than you." Yagura looked down at his charges who's eyes were glazed over and were staring off into space. "Great, just great. Now you've got them stuck in memories of their past. I'm blaming this on you, Inari," he turned to Tsunami and smiled politely "I thank you for your hospitality, but I believe that I should keep them away from ninja since they're the ones who did this to us. We will do as requested and keep the schedule and find our own food so you don't have to worry about us."
With that said, he hit his three charges over the head to forcefully snap them out of their memories. They stared at him still in a slight daze. He sighed and turned to Tsunami. "Do you think I can take some rice? In this state I wont be able to get them to eat much else."
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Tsunami nodded and got a spare pot and started filling it up with rice. Yagura took the pot from her when it was about three quarters full and walked to the door. When he noticed that the three weren't following him he stomped twice. "Numbers 1,7, and 9." he shouted. Their heads popped up in succession and they stood at attention. "You will follow me and we will continue our mission as stated with a few changes. After you guys snap out of this I will teach you on the job camping and survival skills. Now come on." They followed him out to the forest like little ducklings in the prder he called them.
Back at the house, Kakashi stared at Naruto, a memory stirring in the back of his mind. Sakura and Sasuke stared after the group trying to digest what they'd heard and Iruka stared after the group worriedly trying to think of a way he could help them. Tsunami was scolding Inari for his outburst as he looked guiltily after them.
Yagura sighed as he finished feeding the three kids. He then lifted their shirts and pressed a certain part of their seals. After a few years, they had convinced Jiraiya to build in a function to their seals that allowed their respective tailed beasts out in chibi form. Yagura used this function now and the three jinjuriki immediately latched on to their respective biju being unconsciously clingy when they were in this state of mind. Yagura leaned up against a rock to go to sleep.
The next morning when Yagura woke up he found Naruto and Fuu curled up beside him with their heads on his lap and Gaara curled up beside Naruto using Naruto as a pillow. All three of them were also cuddling with their respective chibi biju.
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