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Warnings: Slash. Lemon. Bad language. Death

The Final Crack

Eyes were interesting things. His relative's eyes were cold and harsh. His parent's eyes were kind and desperate. The women in the alleys always had lonely and greedy looking eyes. Haku could never define what his eyes said; he only knew what they looked like. You could line his eyes up next to 100 others, and he would be able to tell you exactly which ones were his, but never what they said to the world. The moment he spotted the shinobi in front of him, his eyes spoke to him. They looked the same. They said something, but it was undefinable.

"You have the same eyes as me…" the words slipped out, his focus entirely on the eyes. The hope inside him bubbled as Haku spent second after second staring at the man's eyes.

"What the fuck are you talking about brat?" The shinobi harshly snarled. "You're a fucking worthless piece of shit aren't ya? Well I guess you were good for something, you're running led me to that bastard. Fuck… I hate those fucking dirty perverts that sell children. They should just suck it up and stick to selling whores." The man ranted in his own little world.

Haku let him talk as much as he liked in his husky snarling tone, it was soothing to him. It was a complete contrast from everyone else who talked to him before in sweet and gentle tones before they hurt him. With this man, there was no pretense, nothing but his husky tone and familiar eyes. Haku didn't know what came over him but as the man looked off to side; Haku crept closer and reached out a hand to touch him.

The reaction was instant. The shinobi swung around and backhanded Haku so hard across the face he crashed into the bridge fence and nearly fell off. "Don't hold on, fall you little bastard. What the fuck are you touching me for?" piercing words cut through him, but Haku didn't let them bother him.

"I wanted to see if you were real…" He whispered pleadingly at the man. He needed to know that this wasn't some figment of his imagination. He desperately craved to know that there was someone else like him out there. He didn't want to be alone anymore.

"Of course I'm fucking real. I saved your sorry ass didn't I?"

Despite the pain that stung his cheek and body, Haku found himself smiling. "Can I stay with you?"

"No." the man answered bluntly. "Now go fuck off."

Haku ignored the man's words and crawled towards him, pulling his chain as it got caught under him knee. "Please?" Haku begged. Reaching behind him, he pulled out the pouch of money he stole and held it out to the man. "I'll pay you. I don't have much now but I promise to work hard and get more."

The man snarled and prepared to spit out another litany of harsh words but stopped as his eyes fell on the pouch. He took a moment and then burst out into a loud barking laugh. "Oh Fuck! You have got to be kidding me. You're the little shit that froze Oichi?"

Haku blinked in bemusement.

"No seriously brat, were you the one that half froze a shinobi in a village to the east? Oichi bitched about some little whore that lured him into a dark corner and robbed him blind," The man asked, his amusement shining through.

Haku stuttered out a reply, clenching the money in his hands tighter in case the shinobi decided to take back his friends money. "I-I I didn't m-mean to. He m-made m-me suck on his…" Haku felt an intense heat flood his face as he recalled his actions, completely ashamed at the whole ordeal.

The man's chuckles cut short at his words and his eyes narrowed. "Did you say he made you suck his cock?"

He nodded slowly, not wanting to verbalize it.

"So you sucked his cock and then robbed him…"

Haku was quick to deny that. "N-no. I m-mean yes… w-well… he promised to pay me, but after I finished he walked away laughing and I just got so mad and then the ice came out on its own, and I took the money and ran before he could get free," Haku rushed out the last part. In the process of talking, he brought the money close to his chest, savouring the small fortune for what it was, a small bit of salvation. If this man wouldn't help him he would need the money.

"Look kid, I neither have a want nor need for you. I'll let you keep the money, you earned that, so why don't you scamper off and enjoy the last few weeks of your life because once that money is gone you're as good as dead."

Haku whimpered and stared up at the man imploringly. "Can't I come with you?"

"Brat, the only thing in my life that I want is my weapons. My tools do what I tell them to do without complaint. If I want a kunai to cut out a man's intestines, they do. If I want my shuriken to blind someone, they dig themselves in those eyes and rip them on the way out. Tools- that's all I want, not little boys."

Tools… Haku could understand that. Tools couldn't betray the wielder, they wouldn't fear something they don't understand…. They wouldn't force you to do something you didn't like to survive. Tools were perfect. They worked for you and helped you survive. They protected you and unlike Haku, tools had a purpose in life. "I could be your tool…" Haku offered. "I'm not good at using it yet, but I can make ice appear. I made ice needles earlier to escape my cage, and I used large ice spikes to kill my fath- a man who wanted to kill me. Can't you use me as a tool?"

After a long considering look, the man spoke. "Let's see that ice ability then. If you're lying to me I will kill you here on this fucking bridge."

The hope from earlier returned, this time bubbling more fiercely in his belly. Concentrating, Haku closed his eyes and reached out to the silky cold; excitement flooded his veins as he felt the cold reach out to him, and listened as he directed it to his palm. Opening his eyes, Haku smiled as he saw a small ball of ice slowly forming around the money pouch. Just as the ice protected his money, this single act was going to protect him.

Looking up at the man, Haku waited for a verdict. The man eyed the ice and tapped it with a single finger and muttered under his breath. "Alright brat, you may have a use or two."

There it was, the moment Haku didn't even know he was waiting for his entire life. He had run away from so much, tried to hide, tried to understand but it was all coming to an end. As he reached out to his silky cold, this man reached towards him and hauled him to his feet. "This is how it's going to go. You are my tool, nothing more. You will do what I tell you to do. You will not take orders from anyone else, even if they say it's from me."

Haku nodded his head enthusiastically. He would agree and do anything the man said as long as he could belong somewhere, as long as he had a purpose, and as long as he was with this man that had the same eyes.

"Good." The man snatched the ice ball from his hands and held it up to his eyes to inspect. "Another thing, as my tool you belong completely to me. No more sucking off perverts, no more dark alleys looking for a good time. Your ass and mouth are mine, and if anyone else touches them I will fucking chop his hands off and his tongue out. I don't share."

The man dropped his hand with the ice ball and looked down on him. Snatching his chain, the man tugged him forward. "Got that?"

"Y-yes Sir. I am your tool, nothing more, and I belong only to you," Haku answered.

"Fucking right. I'm Momochi, Zabuza."

"Momochi-sama…" Haku whispered in reverence.

"Call me Zabuza-sama or Master. Now let's go. I'm fucking tired." Haku trailed behind Zabuza, his eyes locked completely on the man that saved him. This was his life now, and for the first time he felt like he fit. He was a tool. Maybe he was always meant to be a tool and that is why neither of his families worked out.

o.O.o

Zabuza-sama had broken his chain off once they got back to the dirty motel he was staying in. He left the collar on, telling him it was just a daily reminder that Haku was a tool, that he belonged to someone. Haku didn't mind. It was also a reminder of how he came to find Zabuza-sama. If he hadn't been caught and brought here, he may have never met his Master.

The first night, Haku had sat up most of the night, merely staring at his Master until the man rolled over and slapped him on the ribs. He demanded Haku stop staring like a 'fucking school girl in love' and get some sleep. Haku scrambled to get into his futon, and clenched his eyes closed tightly. When morning came, Zabuza-sama had ripped him out of bed and tossed him to the other side of the room where a pile of clean clothing waited for him. His Master didn't say anything but sent him a glare, daring him to say anything. Haku dressed quickly and relished in the feeling of cleanliness.

They left quickly after that, stopping on the way out of the town to grab some food. Once they hit the road, Zabuza-sama started his first lesson.

"Here's the deal brat. I have places to be and a time to be there. I'm going to travel tree to tree, and unless you want to be left behind, you're going to learn to channel your chakra into your feet to follow me, or pray to Kami you can run fast enough to keep up." Then he was gone, up in the trees and sprinting away.

Haku panicked for a moment, wondering how he could ever keep up, but he pushed that away and replaced it with determination. He was a tool and his master told him to follow, and a tool always listens. Haku checked his shoes and then chased after his Master. He couldn't see him anymore but he knew the general direction he was going. Besides running, all he could do was pray that he found his Master again.

He fell a few times, but he pushed himself to get up and keep going. His legs burned, his lungs screamed and sweat ran into his eyes, nearly blinding him, but none of that mattered because until he found his master, he refused to stop. His body fought him, yelled and screamed, but he tried to block it all out for a few hours, until he saw his Master, leaning casually against a tree, staring at him as he ran. When he was merely two feet away from Zabuza-sama, he panicked as his body -without permission- collapsed. He reached out to his Master, his eyes begging for forgiveness that he couldn't run the whole way, but before he could verbalize his complete remorse, he passed out.

When he woke, Haku was surprised to find himself laying on a futon, a single bowl of rice resting near his head. Without warning a great sob tore from his throat. His Master was too kind. He had failed Zabuza-sama but the man still carried him here and left him food, forgiving him. Haku didn't feel like he deserved such kindness, but as he spooned mouthful after mouthful into his crying mouth, and down his tight throat, he vowed to someday be worthy of the Great Zabuza-sama.

o.O.o

A year passed and Haku grew quickly under Zabuza-sama. The man was a harsh teacher, always demanding and never offering a single word in praise. Haku struggled daily to match up to his Master's standards, and slowly he managed to become a passable tool.

The first time he had tried running tree to tree, Haku pushed his silky cold to his feet, hoping the energy –which he learned was chakra- would push him forward, but he only managed to freeze his own feet to the ground. Zabuza-sama only snorted and left him there for a full day before he returned, shouting. "You created the fucking ice; you can get rid of it!"

After that was a growled explanation about the difference between normal chakra and bloodline limits, and how Haku was the only idiot who needed to know the difference. He had tried to find his pool of chakra, apologizing to his silky cold for not being allowed to use it. It took another month before he was stable enough to run behind Zabuza-sama, but Haku felt safer when he could competently follow the man.

His second lesson was in trust. More like lack of trust. Zabuza-sama kept him outside of Kirigakure. The man had found two trees close together and built a shelter between them, which he then expertly blended into the surroundings. Haku was told he was to live there and learn how to better use his chakra. He was given small tasks such as tree walking, and ice manipulation. He started the mornings by training his normal chakra, and the afternoons inside his shelter, working on creating different ice sculptures.

Haku was told to hide and never talk to anyone who passed by him He was not to trust anyone. He followed his Masters instructions, avoiding all the shinobi that passed by, and hiding when they got too close.

But eventually he got lonely.

Zabuza-sama had stopped by once a day at the start, but then his visits got fewer and far between. He told Haku that he had missions and he couldn't bring a useless tool with him in case it got him killed. He had been depressed after hearing that, but a moment later he would straighten up and continue to work hard.

When Haku demonstrated his ability to wield his silky cold, Zabuza had chucked a few scrolls at his head and told him to learn the kata's. That was his third lesson. Fighting.

Haku had started slowly, moving a sluggish pace to make sure each and every form was correct before gradually transitioning to the next, so that he could properly ingrain the movements into his mind. He practiced at night, repeating the pattern multiple times, speeding up with each new pass. As the light faded, it forced him to work hard, demanding that his brain remember what came next since he could no longer see the diagrams.

The first time he had to put his training into practice, Zabuza-sama had allowed a curious academy student to follow him out to Haku's home.

"Brat!" he called as he came near. Haku crawled out of his shelter, looking towards Zabuza-sama for guidance. Zabuza sent him a look before he darted back into the foliage and pulled a boy out from the bushes. "This little shit thought he could follow me. Let's see how much you learned."

Zabuza threw the boy towards him, making the boy cry out in pain. "Fight. Winner gets to live."

Haku didn't question his Master, he simply slipped into a ready stance that he had taught himself. The other boy looked scared his eyes darting around the area before settling on Haku. He stared at Haku and then back to Zabuza-sama before a determination settled in him.

"I'm not fighting just because you tell me to," he firmly objected. Haku gaped at the boy. How dare he argue with Zabuza-sama.

"Look you little shit, you agreed to listen to me the moment you followed me out of the village. If you didn't want to die, you should have stayed at home suckling your mother's tits. Now fight, or I will rip your dick off, shove it down your throat, march you back to the village and make your mother watch as I shove the rest of the useless organ down your throat until you choke and die in front of her."

Haku felt a deep hatred towards the boy develop as he turned to continue arguing with his Master. Not accepting such an insult, Haku screamed and ran toward the boy, aiming for his neck. He would hit the boy's wind pipe, stealing his airway, and then kick him in the head to knock him down.

He managed to land the first hit, but it wasn't hard enough. The boy coughed but used the second between Haku's transition to jump back and out of the line of fire. The boy's eyes were narrowed, and while Haku prepared for a second attack, the boy was reaching into his thigh holster and pulling out a kunai.

"I was going to ignore you, but then you had to get violent…" The boy snarled and in moment was lunging towards Haku. Haku turned to avoid the kunai, but the boy's hand snapped out and grabbed Haku's shirt, jerking him. Haku lost his footing and started falling to the ground. The boy let him go and pushed him down the rest of the way.

The sight of a foot, coming towards his face, caused Haku to roll over and avoid the limb. He tried to scramble to his feet, but the boy was quick and already on top of him, tackling him back down to the ground and straddling him. Haku cried out in pain as the boy started raining punches down on his face.

"I didn't want to do this, I only wanted to see what the great Momochi, Zabuza, did when not on a mission, and now I have to kill your sorry hide," the boy growled between punches. He finally stopped and picked up his fallen kunai from before. "I would say you're too pretty to kill, but looking at you now it would be a favour to the rest of the world to rid it of your ugly mug."

The kunai glinted in the sun as the boy raised it. The sharp tip was aimed for his heart, and Haku knew that this boy would kill him. Looking into his eyes he didn't see any guilt or remorse, all he saw was pure bloodlust. The boy was giddy that he was going to kill him, proud of the fact he was taking Haku's life.

In that second a thought came to Haku. If this boy killed him, would Zabuza-sama praise him? Would his master be happy to be rid of Haku and take on another, a more competent boy. Would he be replaced with this boy that sat on top of him? The mere thought of being replaced repulsed him. Zabuza-sama was his master, he was Zabuza-sama's tool and that was the way it was going to be.

Gathering his focus, Haku called to his silky cold and told it to punish this boy for daring to take his position. He didn't have the same eyes as Zabuza-sama, he would never make Zabuza-sama happy like Haku would, so he refused to allow such a situation to ever occur. His cold reared its head and rushed from his body, gathering the moisture from the earth and bursting from the ground around them and stabbing the boy with a hundred different small spikes. Haku pushed the boy off him, watching as he rolled away looking like an ice hedgehog.

He was breathing heavily as he stumbled to his feet, his eyes never leaving the boy that could have replaced him. Only when a snort sounded form behind him did he turn towards his master.

"That was a shit performance. The little shit was wining until you called on your kekkai genkai. If you didn't have that you would be the one bleeding out now. What the fuck have you been doing these last few weeks? Now practicing that's for sure. That was the most embarrassing fight I have ever seen and I've watched as a horny teenager tried to shove his dick into a cat."

Haku lowered his head in shame. He had tried, he worked hard but it apparently wasn't enough.

"When I was your age I already killed every other little shit in the academy and became a shinobi. What the fuck am I supposed to do with a blunt limp dicked tool? You're not even worth the effort to throw you in front of the enemy as a distraction. No one would care about a girly boy that will fall before he could even mutter his name." Zabuza walked over and kicked the dead boy. "I was going to strip the little shit and give you everything he had on him as a reward, but until you show me you deserve it, you will get nothing. Work harder," Zabuza-sama told him.

Haku could only watch in sadness as Zabuza-sama gathered the dead boy and left him without a backwards glance. He fell to his knees as everything sank in. He failed Zabuza-sama and killed a boy. He had taken another life, and it wasn't even from skill or talent. If he hadn't stolen the silky cold from his dead mother, he wouldn't be worth anything.

Haku allowed himself a few minutes to grieve but was quick to pull himself together. Crawling back into his shelter, Haku pulled out of the scrolls Zabuza-sama given him depicting the human body. Haku knew the reason he hadn't been able to get an upper hand in the fight was because of his first failed hit. He had taught himself the motions but he never learned to put any strength into his hits. Hitting air could never compare to hitting something solid.

Going back outside, Haku picked up the kunai –the only thing his master hadn't taken- and walked to a tree. "For Zabuza-sama," Haku whispered to himself as he started craving. He would draw a body and practice hitting the tree trunk. He would condition his hands, feet, arms and legs so that the next time he fought he would actually inflict damage. He would hit the tree trunk day after day, becoming stronger and learning the human body so that when he fought he could aim for the critical areas. He would never embarrass Zabuza-sama again.

o.O.o

Haku knew something was going to happen the moment he spotted his master. Zabuza-sama was extra tense, his eyes were lowered and looking all around.

"Brat, spar with me," He demanded.

Haku launched himself at his master, determined to show him how much he improved. The fight was fierce, Haku throwing everything he had into it. It lasted longer than he thought it would, but the conclusion was predicted. Zabuza-sama overwhelmed him and trapped him under his foot, ending the ten minute long spar. Zabuza-sama had spent most of the fight playing with him, but Haku managed to land a lucky shot around the six minute mark. "Better."

Zabuza-sama had taken to testing him once a week after his first fight. Throwing comments at him about everything he lacked. Haku had memorized every word and every comment and taken to working on them obsessively when Zabuza-sama left him.

When Zabuza-sama let him up, Haku looked towards him for direction. "Follow me," Zabuza commanded.

Haku felt excitement wash through him as they walked towards the village. He had never been in Kirigakure. His master had told him that since he wasn't a shinobi he had no cause to be there. Especially since he couldn't even defend himself, and Zabuza-sama wasn't going to protect him. Had he finally earned the right to be there?

They walked until they reached a cliff, just overlooking the village. Zabuza-sama stopped them from moving any further and stared down at the buildings, covered mostly in fog.

"Haku, what are you?" He asked.

Haku looked at his master and answered without hesitation. "I am your weapon, your tool to use as you like."

"How far are you willing to follow me?"

Haku didn't waver. "Until death."

Zabuza-sama sent him a deep searching look before turning back to the village. "I'm going to kill the Mizukage and take over. People like you, people with kekkei genkai will no longer live in fear of persecution. I will make Kirigakure stronger than ever, stronger than all the other shinobi villages. Haku, what will you do while I do this?"

Haku felt such a deep surge of respect and love towards his master that he couldn't stop himself from reaching out and hugging the man's arm quickly before retreating. "I will be by your side always. I am your tool, I belong only to you."

His master may be mean and sadistic, but he was also caring. He took care of Haku, protected him, and trained him. If Haku ever thought to leave his master, it would be the day he died.

"I have a small army of shinobi that have sworn their loyalty to me. Tonight we will go and take this village as ours. There are only two ways in or out of the Mizukage's tower. The first is the front door. It's double door entrance guarded at all times by six shinobi, at least two jounin. The second is a secret passageway in the Mizukage's office. It's hidden behind the second Mizukage's portrait. It's a tunnel that will lead the Mizukage to one of the blacksmiths. I don't know which one, but your mission will be to go to each blacksmith and seal all entrances with your ice."

Haku stared at the village, processing everything. This would either be his first and last time there, or the first time he entered his new home. "Yes, Zabuza-sama."

His master handed him a map showing the village and the three blacksmiths locations. "The attack will start in an hour. I advise you to seal up one first, and wait at the second until the flare goes off. You need to work fast, so that the Mizukage doesn't escape while you work one shop and the third is open."

Haku took the map and studied it. The most logical thing to do was to seal the workshop closest to the Kage's tower first. That way when the fighting started he could work away from it and avoid the chance of getting caught. It would be difficult since the workshop was close to the tower and could set off the guards prematurely to an attack, but it was better than getting caught in the fight while trying to seal all windows and doors, and ultimately failing.

"I won't fail you," Haku promised.

"See that you don't." Haku nodded and left his master's side, finally embarking on a mission for Zabuza-sama.

Working his way through the village wasn't easy. The streets all twisted and turned, never leading straight. The fog didn't help, obscuring his vision. He needed to check the map regularly, hoping he was on the right path. He was happy that his master gave him an hour to work since he wasn't sure he could have reached his destination had he been given less time. He managed to reach the first workshop with 10 minutes to spare before the flare, and sighed in relief. There were no light, the owner looking as if they had turned in for the night, which only worked in Haku's favour.

Starting from the back, Haku took a deep breath and pulled the water from the air and directed it to the windows, freezing them closed. He worked quickly, pulling moisture and throwing it at any area that could open and into the cracks between the wood and stone, preventing anyone from blasting a hole in the side of the building.

With five minutes left, Haku finished the door and ran towards the second workshop. Haku weaved through the streets, keeping his breathing steady and gathering water as he ran. He needed it ready to wrap around the second workshop as soon as he arrived. Haku winced when the flare went off before he could reach the second workshop. He wasn't far, but it was still a full 30 seconds before he reached the building and could seal it. Shinobi were fast, and the Mizukage could make it to the third workshop and flee before he got there.

Reaching the building, Haku threw the water at the building, forgetting about sealing every crack; he just commanded the ice to freeze everything, encasing the building in a solid block of ice. Haku stayed long enough to see the ice seal completely before he was off again, pulling water from the air. He listened as sounds of fighting started from behind him, shouts ringing through the air.

A fire broke out, but Haku ignored it, looking at the map and the streets before him. He passed a few shinobi, running towards the tower, but with his small size and the fact he was running away from the fight, they probably assumed he was just a scared child. Haku hoped they kept thinking like that, because he rather not get stopped when he was so close.

The third workshop was filled with light. The blacksmith was behind the counter and throwing weapons at the shinobi demanding them, yelling at the man to hurry up as the Mizukage was under attack. Haku, threw the water that building, telling it to seal the door first. Ice formed a barrier between the shinobi and the outside, trapping them inside as the rest of the water wrapped out the building, working on the windows and back door first.

One shinobi yelled at his comrades, pointing towards the door. A second spotted him and pointed him out to his friends. Together they all started trying to destroy the ice door, throwing weapons and heavy justu at it. Haku was proud to note that his ice didn't budge. Any little scratch they made was quickly healed, blocking them completely. After the small struggle they started looking for another way out, but Haku watched as the last bit of ice formed and the workshop was sealed in a block of ice, just like the second one.

Haku slipped into the shadows, closing his eyes to focus on all the ice he had formed. It was tiring to form ice from his own chakra stores, but when he pulled water from around him he could do so much more. He was still tired from all his work, but he had confidence he could maintain all the ice he had made tonight. He followed his ice trail and noted that the first workshop had been battered from the outside, telling him people were trying to get in, not out. The second workshop hadn't been touched, and the third he could see. There was no sign of the Mizukage, yet.

The sounds of the fight raged on, fires grew, and soon the civilians started running away. He watched as crowds ran by him, screaming and looking for shelter from the violence. Mother's carried babies, fathers dragged their children away, telling them they couldn't go back and fight, and the whole time Haku ignored them dispassionately. The only person he cared about was Zabuza-sama.

A loud explosion rocked the ground, buildings shook and people fell to the ground. Haku gasped for breath as his silky cold took a beating. Someone was fighting him, clawing and tearing at his ice. Trying to focus, Haku closed his eyes and followed his silky cold, trying to find where he was being attacked. The link led him to the second workshop, the one he covered completely in ice. Someone inside was throwing every manner of jutsu at his ice, blasting it away in such a rapid succession it wasn't given time to reform.

Haku pushed, commanded his ice to work harder, to keep the prey trapped, but he was still inexperienced and any adrenaline that was keeping him conscious was draining away, leaving his body heavy and weak. Haku cried out in frustration. He was so close, so close to keeping whoever it was inside but he still wasn't strong enough. He could feel them attacking every weak point and his ice getting thinner and thinner. His chakra was low, barely developed enough to perform this evenings feats as it was, and now that he had the prey, the Mizukage was going to escape.

He cried, but tried another route. He stopped caring about the other two blacksmiths and only put his effort into containing the attack; if only to hold on long enough for his master to arrive and kill the Mizukage once his shields fell.

The ice around the third workshop fell, releasing the shinobi inside. Then the weight of his choice came down on him. By only focusing on one workshop, he freed the third, allowing those shinobi to come out and kill him. Haku scrambled to his feet and ran, hoping to put enough distance between him and his pursuers before he passed out. He needed to hold his shield so that his master could complete his mission. Haku turned a corner and dodged the kunai headed towards his head. He was about to jump a fence when a strong hand grabbed him from above and hauled him into the air and onto a roof.

"We've lost this round, Haku. Use your ice to make a shield to protect us from behind while I get us out of here," Zabuza-sama commanded.

Haku dropped his connection to all his ice, letting it melt back to water and vapour. With his last strength, Haku created a large sheet of ice and positioned it behind himself and his master, protecting them from the enemy. He focused entirely on his shield, trusting his master to get them away from harm.

They would try this again another day, and Haku hoped that that day, he would be more helpful to his master, and aid him on the road to victory.

o.O.o

After the failed rebellion, they spent most of their time running away and hiding. The Mizukage was furious and commanded all available jounin and hunter-nin's to track down Zabuza. Haku was still unknown, which helped. He had made good progress on his fighting skills when in the woods, but now that they were constantly looking over their shoulders and killing anyone in a mask, Haku learned at an accelerated pace. He had studied the human body extensively when he practiced on the trees, learning the kill zones, and the pressure points that mattered. He still couldn't kill willingly. He preferred paralyzing the opponents from behind, above, and sometimes below. Then his master would come and finish them off before stripping down the dead and taking the things they could use.

Money was hard to get when you couldn't stay in a place long enough to pick up any decent contract work. For two years they lived off what they could scavenge off the hunters they killed, and anything wild they caught. The first time they had been attacked, Zabuza had taken one of their masks and handed it to Haku, telling him that it would be easier for Haku to sneak around and attack them when they thought he was one of their comrades. Haku's existence was still unknown, making the hunter-nins and Jounin believe they had another ally to help them when he appeared, opening the door for Haku to strike them with senbon.

When uproar happened in Kirigakure once more, one of Zabuza's inside informants passed word to him that the Mizukage finally backed down a little, and reduced to number of hunters looking for his master. That allowed them time to pick up a few contracts and settle down enough to build small bases in different countries.

It had been slow at the start, not many trusting Zabuza or the large sword he carried, but one day Zabuza-sama showed with a pink kimono, shoved him in it, dropped some coins in his hand and told him to haggle down the price on some meat.

Haku had floundered at the start. He wasn't sure what he was to do, but had approached the merchant while trying to fix his clothing. The kimono was a little too big, and was dragging on the ground, forcing Haku to have to hitch it up and carry it unless he wanted to trip. The tie wasn't fastened properly, making the fabrics draped over his shoulders fall and expose his bare shoulder. Haku looked like a mess and he didn't know what he was supposed to do to buy the meat at a lower price when he looked in such disarray.

The problem was resolved quickly however when he opened his mouth and asked the merchant the price of the food. The man had gulped, and turned red. He had stumbled over his words and then finally told Haku a price that was around half of what he charged the customer before him. Happy that he was getting a deal, Haku counted the money only to frown when he realized he didn't have enough.

"I'm sorry sir, would you mind if I came back in a minute? I don't have enough." Haku showed the merchant the coins in his hand, trying to show he hadn't been lying or trying to waste his time. Even though he spent most of his time with Zabuza-sama, he could never fully forget the manners instilled in him from Aunt Petunia.

The man smiled widely and wrapped his hands around Haku's much smaller ones. "Don't worry my dear, this is more than enough. Let this uncle wrap some meat up for you and help you carry it home. A pretty little girl like you shouldn't have to strain herself."

Haku didn't answer, instead letting the man do as he wished since he was giving Haku a good deal on the meat. Leading the man to Zabuza-sama had been easy, as the man was more than okay with walking behind him. When they got there, Zabuza-sama stepped out of their temporary home, snatched the meat and growled until the man fled in fear.

"Not bad, brat. You passed the test. Now keep that on, I got us a contract earlier and I need you to seduce a rich business man for me. Get him to follow you out of the shitty little love hotel he's shacked up in and bring him here got it?"

Haku nodded. He knew what seduction was. The whores used it all the time, and although Haku hadn't been aware of what it was at the time, he learned. Looking down at himself, Haku had a moment of enlightenment. That's what Zabuza-sama had wanted when he dressed him so. Getting a room number, Haku left quickly to fulfill his mission.

The plan had been easy. He knocked on the man's door and when he answered it grouchy and naked, Haku pretended to be shy and looked away. "Sorry sir, I thought my brother was in this room. I needed his help but … never mind. I'm sorry for disturbing you."

Haku observed the man from the corner of his eye. The target was looking him up in down with greedy eyes, looking hungry at the sight of his young and slim body. "Not a problem sweetheart. What do you need your brother for?" The man's tone changed as he leaned against the door and presented his pelvis more.

"I'm home alone and the fire isn't starting. I hoped he could come home for a minute to light it…"Haku trailed off. When the man opened the door, Haku grabbed his attention with his body. Although Haku didn't see the appeal, from the reaction of the merchant earlier he had something that old men liked, so he was going to use it. Next, he told the man that he was home alone, with only a brother to rely on who was currently indulging in women of his own. This was the leash needed to pull the man back to Zabuza-sama.

"Well darling, let me throw something on and I will help you light a fire of our own." The man turned around and yelled at the other occupant to get him something to put on. A woman, with a heavily painted face scowled at Haku as she gave the man a yukata.

The walk back was full of touches, and innuendeo's that Haku didn't get, but the man found funny. He was more than happy to open the front door and duck at Zabuza-sama swung his sword and chopped the man's head off before his wandering hand could slip any lower on Haku's behind.

"You got back faster than I thought you would. He must really be a fucking pervert to follow you so quickly. Fucking shit for brains asshole…"Zabuza-sama kicked the body inside and closed the door.

Haku stood off to the side, staring at his master for any more direction. Was this end of the contract or was there more they needed to do? His master stared back at him with a considering look. "How old are you now, brat?"

"12, Zabuza-sama." Haku responded.

Shaking his head, Zabuza-sama looked away from him. "Tempting but maybe in another year or two." Haku didn't say anything although he knew what his master wanted. It wasn't something he hadn't considered before. His master saved him for becoming some one's sex slave; he remembered everything he was taught in that cage. It was well within the realm of possibility that his master, at some point, would take advantage of the fact that he owned all of Haku's body.

Approaching his master slowly, Haku dropped to his knees in front of him and looked up. "I am always ready to give you anything you want, Zabuza-sama." Haku spoke the truth. He would do anything his master asked of him, even something that scared him before. Only, now that thought of doing such acts only intrigued him, made him curious how it would feel when it was a man he had sworn his loyalty to, and not a person who bought him, doing such things.

Zabuza-sama smirked back. "Don't get ahead of yourself you fucking brat. I don't find anything appealing about that weak childish body of yours. Grow up some and when your balls drop maybe I will find you attractive enough to stick my dick down your throat. Now get up so we can get paid."

Haku wasn't upset or happy with the response. His master didn't find him attractive, yet he didn't say he would never do such acts with him. He would wait and see how he felt when the time came. For now he was curious, but he didn't know how he would feel when he was older.

o.O.o

By the time Haku was 14, he had three different personalities. The first was Zabuza-sama's apprentice, the hunter-nin. He wore the standard Kirigakure pinstriped outfit with a green haori with white trimmings, around his waist was a brown sash with a fringed trail and light-brown platoon sandals. When dealing with potential clients or enemy-nin, this was the outfit he wore. The second was his female persona. Whenever they needed supplies from town, or some man to seduce, Haku wore this. Being androgynous was a weapon in itself. The third, was his normal self, the unwavering blank tool that belonged to Zabuza-sama, which only appeared when he was alone with his master.

The only time any of them were broken was when he was in bed with Zabuza-sama. It exploded quickly like paper bomb, one night Haku had undressed to take a bath and Zabuza-sama had grabbed him and thrown him down. They didn't kiss, since kissing was for 'cunts and assholes in love'.

It was quick and rough, and Zabuza-sama only shoved his fingers in him for a quick minute before he was plundering his ass with his cock. It was only in moments like this, when his master took him, did his passive personality leave him. Instead, Haku was left panting, moaning, screaming his masters name as he was taken, drowning in feelings and emotions.

When his master was satisfied and they lay together at night, Haku allowed himself to smile. It wasn't what he envisioned, but he could live like this. He belonged to someone, he had a purpose, and a mission in life.

o.O.o

When Haku was 15, they met Gato. He was just as vile looking as Haku had pictured him when he was nine, and Haku was grateful he got away.

Gato walked into the room as if he owned it, two guards trailing behind him. He gave Zabuza-sama a disapproving look, turning his nose up at him. His eyes scanned the room and quickly dismissed the Demon Brother's, before landing on Haku. He was wearing his Hunter-nin clothes but not his mask. Gato gave him a hungry look and walked forward, smirking as if he was someone important.

"Well at least you ninja know how to arrive on time," Gato said with a couching laugh. "Makes my job easier."

Zabuza-sama didn't look amused. "I was told you have a job you want done."

Gato grunted as he turned to one of his guards and held out a hand. The guard placed a scroll in it, before Gato turned and threw it at Zabuza-sama's feet. "That's a picture of a man named Tazuna. I want him dead. He's building a bridge and trying to circumvent my power. Kill him so his bridge never gets finished."

Zabuza-sama gave a signal, and Haku bent down to retrieve the scroll. He unfurled it, presenting the portrait to his master.

"Sounds easy enough, where is he now?" Zabuza asked.

Gato frowned, "Land of Fire. My men went to take care of him but he escaped and fled there."

Zabuza-sama chuckled darkly. "That will cost extra. Land of Fire is home to Konohagakure and I rather not get tangled with them."

"I'll pay double your usual fee," Gato offered.

"My standard fee applies to one single civilian assassination. No muss no fuss. It's double when more than person is killed, or I have to leave the country I'm currently residing in. The fee is tripled if I have to kill a shinobi, and finally it quadrupled if I have to kill more than one shinobi or someone under shinobi protection," Zabuza-sama explained. He didn't have an actual standard fee or payment system, but he liked to raise the number on patrons he particularly disliked. No one admitted to hiring him, for fear of persecution from Kirigakure, so no one knew his 'standard' fee.

Gato glared at Zabuza, but he folded in the end. "Fine."

"Half up front," Zabuza-sama threw out.

Gato didn't look like he was willing to lose completely and swept his eyes over Haku. "I'll give you half up front and a little bit extra if you let me spend an hour alone with that boy by your side." The slimy smile Haku received caused invisible shudders to roll down his body.

Zabuza-sama leaned forward. "You want to fuck the brat? Sorry but I don't offer that service. Maybe if you're a good little client and pay me on time, I will think about throwing him in as an incentive for the next time you want a pest taken care of."

"How about, if you screw this up in any way, you give me the boy as compensation," Gato rubbed his hands together as if he was holding them back from snatching Haku were he stood. "He's a little old for my tastes, but he will be good for a round or two," Gato tried to haggle.

Zabuza-sama threw his head back and let out a loud barking laugh. "I've turned down much better offers than anything you can give me for Haku. Pay me half and I will take care of this bridge builder, our business is done here. " Zabuza-sama stood proudly and walked out of the room after handing Gato a piece of paper with a monetary amount written on it. Haku followed, not even glancing at the man he could have once belonged to, and left the building.

o.O.o

Meeting Team 7 confused Haku. They seemed so young in his eyes. They played with each other, talked loudly, and showed off what little training they had. To be under the tutelage of Hatake, Kakashi, Haku had expected more, but they were barely able to protect themselves.

As he moved mirror to mirror, he couldn't help but think about what his life would be like if he had grown up in a clan like Sasuke. The boy looked well fed, his clothes were of good quality. Haku had an absent thought that if he shook the boys hand, it would probably be soft.

Naruto was a good kid. He was overflowing with dreams and determination, but he didn't have anyone to fight for. He was lonely, only relying on his belief that it gets better to get him through it all. He was a sweet boy, whose eyes spoke about lots of hardship, and Haku only wished that Naruto could go on and achieved his dreams.

Staring into Naruto's eyes, Haku mourned the fact that he would be the one to kill that last bit of innocence in them, but as he held Naruto's arms and told the blond to kill him, he knew it was the right choice.

If he were going to die, he preferred that it would be by the hand of this child.

Haku readied himself, accepting his death but he stopped. His senses were screaming at him that something was wrong. Looking past Naruto, Haku paled at the fight between his master and Hatake-san. Apologizing to Naruto, Haku ran and placed himself between his master and the chidori. He read every bingo book he could; he knew what the jutsu was.

As the searing pain of lightening ripped through his chest, Haku smiled. He did it. He finally became the perfect tool for Zabuza-sama, he become a shield. Blood rushed up his throat and drizzled out of his mouth, but his smile didn't drop. As blackness closed in, Haku sincerely prayed that his master would take this chance and win. His Zabuza-sama deserved to win.

o.O.o

Voices slowly called Haku back. They were distant, but one was so familiar and Haku ached to get close to it.

"I…want to… go where…you're going…"

Zabuza-sama… that was his Zabuza-sama's voice. Why did it sound so sad? Why did it sound so pained? Had he failed? Had he not given his master enough time to recover? Was he a useless tool to the end?

Haku was ready to fall into a deep pit of despair, before the words settled in. Zabuza-sama, wanted to go where he was going.

His master, the man he loved with every cell of his body, wanted to be with him in death. He choked. His body racked with sobs, and he wondered if you could cry in death. His master loved him in his own way. Desperate, Haku reached out, commanding all the power in his body to bring him back to Zabuza-sama, to bring them together so that they may go to the same place and be together.

A foreign energy burst out, just like the time he stole his mother's silky cold and shot out to connect him to his master. Soon, he could see his Master, pale yet handsome in death coming towards him. Haku reached out, hugging his master close to himself, relishing in the feeling of being near his beloved master, as the energy wrapped around them.

"Thank you," Haku whispered to the energy, truly grateful it allowed him to reunite with Zabuza-sama.

Something prodded his mind, asking for permission. Haku wasn't sure what it wanted permission for, but he did know it was the energy asking it. Grateful that it brought him Zabuza-sama, he told the energy it could do whatever it liked, as long as he wasn't separated from Zabuza-sama. It almost seemed to giggle at him, but the energy sphere around him glowed brighter and brighter until Haku could no longer keep his eyes open.

Then pain.

The same pain as when he took the chidori, lightning scorched his body. His embrace with Zabuza-sama become slick, the smell of blood hitting his nose. Then he could feel himself, lying on the ground. New voices surrounded him, voices he never heard before but speaking with an accent he hadn't heard in a long time.

"Hurry! There's people hurt on the bridge. Someone get Professor Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey!" A voice cried.

"Oh my god! They're both bleeding so much!" a female voice shrieked.

"Is that… a hole in his chest?" the voices rose around him, he could feel people getting closer, but Haku didn't care.

He realised what the energy did. It brought him back to his world, to the place he lived first. It brought him and Zabuza-sama to a place they could live, but never fulfill Zabuza-sama's dream. But maybe it was for the better, because this way he may get to live longer with Zabuza-sama…

Opening his eyes briefly, Haku stared into Zabuza-sama's eyes. His master was looking at him, and once their eyes connected he whispered, painfully but with affection, "Brat."

Haku smiled, glad his master wasn't fully upset yet. Sluggishly his eyes closed, allowing the blood loss to carry him away again. When next he woke, he wondered what would await them. But he was sure, that no matter what it was, together they could handle it.

"Zabuza-sama…" He managed to whisper.

He was together with Zabuza-sama.

The End

And that's all folks!

Also I changed the name from 'Ice Ice Harry' because i like this new one better.

I hope you enjoyed it.

Before you ask, I will consider a sequel. I left it open ended that I could have room to work if I so desired.