Fortune's Fool

Warnings: Angst, spoilers, yaoi, sex, tumultuous romance, MPREG, action/adventure/violence/descriptions of torture/gore/graphic language/dark themes/OCs/Death/slightly AU (as in, I stayed as close to canon as possible then veered off in my own direction) ninja world. I have taken liberties with the story. As far as I know, Susano'o is not a demon wrought from illusion, nor do I think can Tailed Beasts die if their hosts die. I just made it this way to accommodate the plot.

Disclaimer: Naruto and all its characters belong to Kishimoto. This is purely fan-made and I make no profit off of it.

**IMPORTANT**: This was edited, and rewritten in some areas. If it looks different to you since long ago, that's because it is. Also, if you are a newer reader, and have read the story before November 25 2013 I urge you to re-read chapter 5. An ENTIRE chunk of that chapter was missing, and may have led to some confusion if you had not read the original version of it. I sincerely apologize. I don't have betas, and unfortunately, these mistakes happen to me.

Prologue

The boy, Yuukimaru, was staring at him, choked with fear, eyes wide and glistening. He didn't dare struggle in the strong grasp of his captor. The boy stared up at Kabuto in a silent plea for mercy. Kabuto had no time for mercy. Everything was set and ready. Guren, the crystal user, had retaliated, causing pandemonium among their own ranks. She died in a vain attempt to protect the young child. Kabuto took advantage of the chaos, snatching Yuukimaru and heading for the Sanbi, which had thwarted the sealing plans of the Leaf. Now it was time. He was under extreme pressure, and though his heart raced and felt fit to explode, his hands performed the signs with ease. Suddenly, the Kyuubi Jinchuuriki flew at him so fast, Kabuto had to admire his strength and speed. Despite his attempts, Kabuto wouldn't be deterred from his plans.

He was so close to finishing, and all this time the child had remained so quiet and still…

He was so close to finishing the seal on the child's stomach when Naruto charged again, and delivered one hell of a left hook. He had a theory about what happened next. It was all a blur. Pain, dots of light dancing before his eyes, his teeth snapping from the force and tearing a hole in his tongue…But he didn't stop, his fingers continued to try and seal. He slipped, distracted by his glasses shattering as they slammed against his face, cutting into his nose, distracted by Naruto's powerful punch. Then...

It was disgusting.

Horrifying.

It was a mistake.

Kabuto had made a mistake in sealing the demon to the child. He believed what had happened was he had automatically tried finishing it when he was hit; he had tried finishing it when he wasn't done and the boy would pay dearly for Kabuto's hurried work. The world spun back into view after his vision adjusted those fragile moments after he recovered from the blow, and his stomach clenched, then dropped.

Yuukimaru lay writhing on the ground, half-sealed, pooled by his own blood. Tendrils of the Sanbi's chakra were spurting out of the boy's side, and a tip of a tail actually sprouted from his abdomen, earning Kabuto a blood-curdling shriek he only heard in nightmares. The scent of blood in the air was so heavy he could taste it…or maybe it was from the blood pooling in his mouth from his bitten tongue. He gagged on the smell, the taste. Yuukimaru's eyes were rolling in the back of his head and he convulsed, still screaming. Kabuto acted quickly, delivering a blow to the boy's head and leaving with him before the Leaf could do anything but cry out in horror at the gruesome sight.

Orochimaru was going to be pissed. While he heavily sedated the boy he came upon an interesting discovery...

The Sanbi spoke to him.

"Filth. Scum. Rot in hell!" it raged as it tried to writhe beneath the skin of its host. Kabuto gritted his teeth. At this rate the boy would split open entirely. Despite this, he saw the silver lining. Orochimaru might still be appeased...and he certainly was. The dimming yellow eyes brightened in his excitement, and his rage at Kabuto's mistake instantly cooled.

"Take me to the boy," he ordered. Orochimaru remained relaxed, even with a slight spring in his step, despite the grotesque sight of the half-sealed boy.

"Let me speak to it, don't seal him completely until I have finished." He moved Kabuto aside. The medic nin sighed, but did not argue. He watched as the demon tried moving once more, stretching the boy's flesh. He resisted the urge to look away in disgust.

"You are fools." A voice deep as thunder rolled across the room and the stagnant air seemed to quiver. Orochimaru grinned, flashing needle-like teeth.

"The Sanbi," he hissed, excited. "You are trapped within this body, but we have the power to ease your suffering." His voice was smooth, assertive. The Sanbi growled.

"I need no one's aid!" it snarled. Yuukimaru moaned pitifully then, and Kabuto silenced him with a quick injection. A low chuckle bounced off the walls of the small room.

"You think you have gained a portal to power." the demon spat.

"I'll strike a deal with you," Orochimaru insisted suddenly. The rumbling growl of the Sanbi quieted.

"A deal?"

Orochimaru grinned. Even if a demon would rather murder a human before it had a conversation with one, deals and bargains with the humans caught the demons' attention...and amusement. Deals with demons were horribly risky, as Kabuto was sure Orochimaru knew, but he also knew that the Sanbi wasn't going anywhere, and could pose him no harm while sealed within Yuukimaru.

"Your immortality will end with if you remain inside your host at time of his death. As long as he's dying…you're dying as well. You cannot heal him, as you are only half-sealed and terribly weakened." Orochimaru seemed to be in his element. "If you wish to avoid certain death, we can grant you that one wish, in exchange for a little information." There was silence for a few tense moments.

"I may just prefer to die in this body," the Sanbi answered, its voice dripping with contempt.

Orochimaru shook his head. "Come now. You are choosing to end an otherwise immortal life, because you do not wish to answer a simple question?"

The Sanbi hesitated, then groaned. "My body is in pain. You did this to me, why should I fulfill any wish of yours? You're nothing but pitiful maggots, and from what I can tell, parasites."

"Very well then." Ororchimaru tested the tip of a dagger. "You will perish with this body, if that is your wish. I only wanted to know one simple thing: how to harness a power such as yours without succumbing completely to a demon within a body." To Orochimaru's surprise, the Sanbi laughed. He grimaced, and Kabuto listened intensely.

"You expect me...to relay such information?" The demon seemed highly amused.

"In exchange for your existence, do not forget," Orochimaru hissed angrily. The Sanbi laughed once more.

"Die, maggot," it snarled. Orochimaru gritted his teeth in anger. In a fluid movement, he suddenly plunged his dagger into Yuukimaru's heaving chest, though he was careful not to aim for the heart or pierce a lung. The Sanbi squealed in pain.

"Tell me," Orochimaru hissed. "Or I will not hesitate to fulfill your request. Now who is the pitiful parasite, clinging to a broken form and wriggling inside it like a maggot?' The Sanbi roared in anger and pain.

"Tell me!" Orochimaru twisted the blade and the Sanbi howled.

"A bargain must be made with a demon!"it finally squealed, and Orochimaru plucked the dagger from the boy's chest. "However, you cannot use...an unsealed demon." It gasped.

"A Jinchuuriki then?" Orochimaru questioned.

"Yes..."The demon replied hesitantly. "A sealed demon...it has no freedom. We are forever locked away, our powers and minds smothered. But a promise of escape, even if it is only a sliver of what we are, we will pay dearly for..."

"So you transfer some of your chakra?" Kabuto wondered.

For a moment, the Sanbi was silent, and sighed deeply. "In a sense. I can see what you are, Orochimaru," the Sanbi whispered. "You are looking for a powerful body. I can tell you how to obtain it, if you promise to release me."

"First, tell me how, and then we'll discuss your escape."

"When a demon realizes that a sliver of our souls can escape outside the body...we will take the chance. Only Jinchuuriki and their demons can be used because a growing child of that Jinchuuriki must be conceived within its body. We mold that sliver of ourselves into the developing fetus, transferring our chakra into the life that will soon be expelled into the world. Unlike its parent, the child will able to harness the great power at will. The result is a child being able to tap into, and completely control, the chakra you only dream of having without having to succumb to the full force of a demon."

Orochimaru's thin lips curled into a smile. "I've never heard of anything like it before," he whispered. Kabuto fidgeted.

"It is...an ancient secret..."

"But the only female Jinchuuriki known to us is dead, taken by the Akatsuki!" Kabuto hissed. Orochimaru was not swayed.

"There is a way,"The Sanbi growled. "Unlike humans, demons have no gender. Even if our host is biologically male, we have the power and capability to form a womb made completely out of a chakra shield, and we can make the child possible as long as there is a physical union with another human male, as he must supply...the basic necessities for creating life. We can only create...a half of what is needed from out host…using their own genetics. The possibility of natural birth is also within our grasp with an ancient jutsu... Even so...it has only been done once."

"Interesting. You are suggesting a biologically male Jinchuuriki is able to conceive, with the aid of the demon locked away inside him..." Orochimaru paused.

"Yes,"the Sanbi whispered painfully. Orochimaru looked over at Kabuto.

"I know exactly who I wish to use," He chuckled, and Kabuto nodded. "A union with another person is called for-"

"You must use a human male either way. "the Sanbi spoke up faintly. Orochimaru nodded, and he grinned darkly.

"I can create a most powerful vessel..." For a moment there was s silence, and Orochimaru glanced at his accomplice. Kabuto nodded his agreement, and the dagger glinted in the dim light as Orochimaru pierced Yuukimaru's heart. There was a terrible shriek, but not from the boy. Dark blood spilled from the boy's quivering chest, and amidst the soiled sheets, the child looked impossibly small and innocent despite the gore that surrounded him. Kabuto looked away from the sight.

"This can't get out." Orochimaru said finally. "Akatsuki cannot know. Besides, with the Sanbi vanquished, they'll be short a demon. It was best to kill it." He added with confidence. Kabuto silently agreed.

The Demon's Plans

I am at the door of Hell's gates...never have I been so close to a fiery pit of endless suffering, but here I am, trapped within this burning steel. Nothing but a little seal locking me away from the light of day.

"Bastards!"

I am alive, but barely. I wish that fucking human had slain me. I would rather be burning in hell, and at least have the freedom to move amongst the flames, than die trapped in this cage, forever pacing, locked away within the body of some imbecile of a boy. Humans are such...pitiful, power hungry creatures, and they wonder why we stomp on their little civilizations from time to time.

They need to be kept in their place. My snarl is heard by no one, and it echoes endlessly through the black abyss. If only I were able to escape...I lick my teeth in thought. I am the Kyuubi, youngest of the Tailed Beasts. There are many secrets that are unknown to me. Once before, there was a chance. Whenever he heard that name...

Sasuke. I remember the name, tasting it on my tongue. I had seen the fiend not long ago. Somehow, he had managed to slip into the boy's, Naruto's, subconsciousness and travel through the gate and stared up at me with hate-filled eyes. Whenever Naruto hears that name, Sasuke, I feel his body tremble, and his heart ache. I know he will do anything, sacrifice anything he has, to have him. Once, I was almost freed because of his desperate heart. Almost.

Trapped in my endless musings, I am startled by a sudden pain. The growl that bubbles in my throat bounces off the steel and I am reminded of stormy nights I used to enjoy. The black sky illuminated with blue light and veined with mighty lightning streaks. How I hate memories of being free.

These sudden pains have been plaguing me for unknown reasons. It has happened a handful of times, and each time, I feel as though I have lost something. It troubles me deeply, and makes me increasingly angry. At least I have something interesting to occupy my thoughts. I wish my sarcasm could at least be heard by someone...

"Nine tails..."

I almost do not hear the voice within my thoughts. I stop pacing and stand very still, my fur standing on end. A sudden chill makes me shiver, and seeps into my bones. I am excited, I know something incredibly interesting is about to take place.

"Who is there?" I growl, delighted by the mere fact I get to use my voice. I wait...several moments pass and I hear nothing. A rage begins to brew within me after I have waited several long minutes, to be greeted only by silence.

"Answer me, dammit!" Snarling, I wait for an answer. The bastard who has decided to pay me a visit opts to wait a little longer before answering, testing my patience severely.

"You always had such a horrifying temper. Being the youngest, I'm sure your temper milked a few laughs from the elders."

"Three Tails?" I am confused, angry, and...strangely happy. I haven't spoken with any of my elders in hundreds of years. I wished to be on my own. Each of the tailed beasts are connected, you might call us siblings...but to me it better be in jest. The oldest would be Shukaku, having only one tail, but somehow, I know the old fool is dead. That's when I realize...

"You've died, haven't you?" I spit out. I hear the deep chuckle of the Sanbi.

"My spirit still lingers fresh on this world, but I only have moments left. I was wondering if you would ever figure out that whenever a Tailed Beast dies, we feel as though little bit of ourselves are dying with it."

"What do you want?"

"I"m going to tell you how to be free," The three tails answers slyly. I am no fool, he is enjoying this. I wonder if he is plotting some sort of revenge and using me as a pawn. The thought blinds me with rage.

"I am no one's puppet!"

"Do not snarl at me, pup!" My elder rumbles. "You can at least act graciously for being blessed with the appearance of my spirit. What I say...is the truth."

"Why not tell me before?"

"What I am about to tell you, is a secret from the ancient world-"

"Shut up and get to the point."

"You can...transport a sliver of your soul, or...even escape entirely..." My heart skips a beat. It's hardly full fledged freedom, but it sounds sweeter than anything I've ever heard.

"How?"

"...A child..."

"You old bag of bones, I'm locked within the body of a human male," I am amused, and chuckle.

"Listen to me...!" He gasps, and for a moment, I fear he has left, and my own heart seems to stop. I must know the secret...

"You have the power...to create a half of what is needed...child birth...weakens the seal...makes...the host...vulnerable. Even if you fail, a sliver of who you are...may remain in the child...you will be...connected..." His voice curls softly around my ear, fading. I silently pray he doesn't leave this world before I can know everything.

"How?"

He whispers in my ear, a secret so strange, so sweet, my heart is bounding with joy.

"Of course I didn't think you would know such a secret, I was the last to hear of it. It was never again spoken of..." I wait for him to finish, but then I realize his presence has left me. I sit on my haunches, plotting, grinning ear to ear, and for once in my life I would might even go as far as to use the word 'giddy' to describe my mood.

Sasuke. I laugh, maybe a little too excited. I know how to get what I want. It is far too easy. Every time the boy hears that name...I can sense the love, so much that it sickens me and makes me want to vomit. I do not believe he understands however, because the feeling has yet to blossom. Now, it is more like a seed waiting to be watered so it can grow. Which I will happily do any way I can.

Then...I'll wait for my chance. There could only be one problem with the plan, and that would be if this Sasuke character didn't feel the same way. I snicker. Oh, it is far too easy. I could practically smell it on him when I saw the boy last, heavier than the rotting stench of dead flesh.

The boy Sasuke...

I could see it in his eyes, as black with hate as they were. It is far too easy, because the only spark of love or feeling left in that withered heart belongs to the human I am trapped within.