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ＨＡＴＲＥＤ; [n-o-u-n] /ˈhātrid/ intense    Ｄ-Ｉ-Ｓ-Ｌ-Ｉ-Ｋ-Ｅ or ill · will. Ɛrasing,             Ɖebasing; ł want to be the ＡＮＴＩ    Ｙ·Ｏ·Ｕ - - - ⊰ Independent DARK Naruto RP blog ⊱ ⊰ TRACKING:: diabolici ⊱

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It was DARKNESS; this creation of which speaks like Naruto.

You don’t belong in this world; features twisted in ugly patterns, it was mocking. Sasuke finds himself rather disgusted by the being. Obsidian facets however are calm, analytical while speech is evoked again.

           { 再生 }— “Don’t speak my name in that voice.”

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Perhaps he was not the same ; but he was also not this festering creature.

[diabolici]

 Optics would reflect that of undeniable impurity -- perhaps even something venomous. Though this was characteristic of him, for he was and always would be hatred incarnate taking the form of an avenger's old friend.

 "What's wrong with my voice? 's the same as it's always been."

                                                      l i e s !

 ------for it was not the same; it was copied -- plagiarized. And the way he used it was odious.

[wakadattebayo]

"You just are ‘ttebayo, maybe y’gotta lay off the ramen.” And really, it’s the silliest suggestion he could afford to his dark twin, but standing by it Naruto then purposely flexed his back in an attempt to rid himself of the doppleganger. 

[diabolici]

 "You eat twice as much ramen as I do, moron!" He was almost scolding the other blond and eyes couldn't help but widen upon the movement, knocking him around just enough for the end result to be the dark entity laying flat on his back. The only problem was that he hadn't been knocked off onto the ground. "--Oi! Cut that out, 'ttebayo, before I fall off completely!"

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      ”The real me?” He recognized that tone, the one he used himself when he strongly believed in himself and his abilities. But there was no way—-! The only Naruto was the one standing in front of the other. Which meant that he was Naruto and the other one was—-not Naruto. A fraud, right?

      The hatred he keeps hiding…? Hatred he had hidden away and swallowed a long time ago? Not so long time ago? It felt like it had been forever since that day and he was still doing it day by day. He was…happier now. He was okay, wasn’t he? Was there really so much left that a copy of him had appeared out of pure resentment? Honestly, was that even possible?

       ”No way.” Shaking his head, blond brows pulled together. ”No way you’re me! I’m not tryna hide anythin’!’ Or was he? It was something he hadn’t thought about for awhile. ”What d’ya want, huh? How’d you get here anyway?”

[diabolici]

 That look the other blond was giving him-- it was somehow infuriating and wonderful at the same time; a look of perfect shock yet something underlying, something that made him painfully aware that he was always overlooked. "Tsk," he'd scoff as if to shake off the feeling, instead allowing his smirk to stay intact.

 "What I want? The same thing you really want." He'd say it as if the fact was obvious, though he certainly did not mean something like "to become Hokage": no, he wanted something different than that.

 "Really-- is it so hard t'understand? If you can be here, so can I." His tone became laced with venom; nothing about him was recognized and it made him grow even stronger in the sense of just what he was.

[wakadattebayo]

diabolici replied to your post: "Good t’see ya." Promptly sits on him tbh 8)

i weigh the exact same as you moron

"Still heavier." Glares. 

[diabolici]

 "...Please explain t'me how I'm heavier than you." He is not getting off. If anything, he's practically forcing more weight.

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[diabolici]

 Oh, look. He's back.

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The fox stared at the boy infront of him, as a sigh escaped his large mouth. Closing his eyes, he used all of his self control to not punch Naruto in that stupid face of his. Letting out a growl, the beast rested his giant head on the cold ground.Opening his eyes, he looked at the boy.

"Well, that was one of the most stupid stories I’ve ever heard." That was true. He had heard a story about fishes that was way better than this little tale."But, whatever. We still have time left until we break that brat. I suggest you find something to keep me awake, or else I’m going to have fun with you, and not the kind of fun that you like."

It didn’t sound like a warning, but it was. The fox could get bored easily, and ‘playing’ with humans was very fun, or at least, it was for him.He knew the kid needed a little of time to think about how to entertain a grumpy fox like him, so he just stayed there, looking at his cage, and at the seal.

Memories started to come back. He shook his head, trying to get them out. He knew that if he remembered that night, he would get really, really mad at anyone and anything. “You know-” He started.”-you could make a really bad dance for me to laugh at you”. That would totally entertain me.” He grinned. It wasn’t a real suggestion, he just wanted to light up the mood that was starting to drop.

"Or, you could dress yourself as an ugly woman. That could work." He put his humanoid hand on his chin, thinking about possible ways to laugh at Naruto. Many ideas came to his mind.

Maybe being trapped here, with this boy by his side, wasn’t that bad.

[diabolici]

 "...Huh?" Hmph. He didn't believe his story to be stupid, which only meant one thing: Kurama had no appreciation for stories. Either that or the fox just wanted to come up with a reason to oppose him, but his story was definitely not stupid nor boring! { To him, at least. }

 "Tch, fine. I'll come up with somethin' else, you grumpy old fox." Despite his words his tone was still somewhat light-- teasing, even. He didn't mind the Kyuubi's presence at all; in fact, he sometimes found him enjoying himself around the other entity.

 Hand came to rest upon his chin, index finger lightly tapping against his cheek as he thought. And then it stopped due to a certain voice. "So basically what you're tellin' me is that you want me to be a comedian or somethin' for you," he said, blond eyebrow rising though he didn't completely oppose the idea. Though with this old fox as his audience, there might be slight difficulty... Ah, well. Worth a shot.

 "Remember that time the blue-eyed brat thought it would be so easy to walk on water?" Okay, so this wasn't exactly a real joke or anything, but it was still a bit humorous to think about. "Reminded me of a penguin or whatever tryin' to fly-- stupid." And with that he allowed a small laugh to slip through his lips, a smile undoubtedly on his face though ever so doubtful was he that it could be called one due to the sheer fact of just how impure it was.

 "Look-- I know that's not really a joke, before you say somethin' about that!" He'd make sure to add before Kurama could even respond with words, though maybe his sharing of the memory was good enough to be a bit entertaining.

[naru-uzumaki]

"Oi—- I never needed you to disappear for my convenience."

The blond had never thought of their end result to be so. He had worked hard to overcome whatever hatred he had harbored within his heart, and conquer the very being that was currently in front of him. Everything that was said on the day of their encounter came straight from him however—- And he never went back on anything he said!

"You can be wherever you want, twin. I just asked what you were doing here? Ne—- Is that wrong of me?”

To be honest, he hadn’t expected to see this side of him again. Did his counterpart still have the same views as before? To have everything he used to think thrown is his face was going to be tough to deal with once more.

[diabolici]

 His thoughts were quite unstable though so was he; at this point in time it was easy for him to fluctuate between infuriated and calm which was undoubtedly being shown at the moment. With the smallest of sighs he'd become calm again for at least a few moments, an eyebrow rising at the response given.

 "...Twin, huh?" His head would cock to the side as if to question why he'd been given this "name"-- it implied that he was someone rather than something, though he didn't mind that. "So that's what you've decided to call me?" It was far better than "you" all the damned time.

 "--Tch," the dark entity scoffed, arms folding across his chest. It wasn't particularly wrong to ask the question-- no, but there weren't many times that he wished to agree with his counterpart. "Guess it's not." Though of course that was mumbled so maybe it wouldn't be heard.

 "Y'seem... surprised to see me." Surprised may be a bit of an understatement, really.

[naru-uzumaki]

—- like this post if you want a starter!!! ♥

[naru-uzumaki]

diabolici

That hatred—-

                  That darkness—- 

He’d sensed it once before. No—- There was no way he had returned! That part of him had been eliminated, right? Ah—- But how wrong he would be, considering the very entity that harbored all his innermost maliciousness was standing right before him.

Would he have to face those [ demons ] again?

"What are you doing here?"

[diabolici]

 He'd sensed the other blond; oh, yes-- but had he made any actions upon this? No, though perhaps it was only because he simply wasn't in the mood to deal with idiotic views foolishly put forward by a careless mouth and brain that in actuality thought the exact same as his own. The others' words were a lie, but oh did they put a sour taste in his mouth!

 "Am I not allowed to be here?" It came out as something akin to a displeased growl; this feeling was not unknown. The feeling of  disappearing just to take away a burden on the others' shoulders, and it certainly was not one that would be repeated. He was here to stay.

 And with a voice that rose far past a growl, nearly surpassing an infuriated roar:

 "--It's just like last time, right?! You don't want me here, so I have to magically disappear for your own convenience!"

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       ”Eh? What ya say?” Naruto didn’t like when people were talking and he couldn’t hear exactly what it was about, and mumbling was exactly that. He always assumed it was something bad.

         Arms crossed as the other turned. Well, at least he had gotten the clothes right. But how and why were the questions that circled in his mind. What could he possibly achieve by dressing up as him? Nothing good, people could tell easily, right?

        His eyes narrowed in confusing more, if possible. ”Yer not trying to make me believe you’re actually me, are ya? I’m the one and only Uzumaki Naruto!”

[diabolici]

 A small laugh would escape the [ lie ] truth's lips upon the boy's own ignorance; of course that was the correct name, though "one and only" was far from an adequate description.

 "I'm not just you-- I'm the real you." Such emphasis was put on his words for he truly believed them to be true. He was the the hatred and malicious intent, the feelings underlying a most likely fake smile the other regularly wore.

 "--You could call me the hatred ya' keep tryin' to hide." Though of course the attempt had failed. It never worked when one tried to override true feelings, and this would be his prime example.

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A gaze averted- focused instead on merely an image of what should of existed. This burning disgust as if he had been left to fester- to rot within a hatred the mirrored reflection had little idea on how to handle and that scent was simply left to permeate. Though this creature absolutely reeked of the darkness of which Sasuke had long delved and sought foremost. The power with this decay, not of body, no— but of mind { apparent }.

{ 再生 }— “You’re not Naruto.”

[diabolici]

 "That's a rude way to greet someone, ——Sasuke."

 Truth was something unavoidable and disgustingly pure; the truth of the moment would certainly have to be that he is Naruto, though not at all the very same that grinned happily as if nothing was wrong. Nothing was okay and everything was wrong; that was also the truth.

 "Of course 'm Naruto! What makes you think differently?"

 In the same way that he wasn't the blond-headed shinobi the raven knew, this wasn't the raven-headed shinobi he'd befriended once before.

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「——Eh…Did you say something? I wasn’t paying attention.」He was actually gazing off into the sky, ignoring every bit of information he was receiving. He could be a bit airheaded at times.                             「——Look pal….I could really care less as to who you are.」

[diabolici]

 "--You asked." And he honestly expected a pair of active ears without hearing problems to listen.

 Eyebrows knitted together in slight frustration; it honestly wasn't hard to anger him at all. He came with a small fuse that was overly easy to light, guilty as charged. Though just this one time, he might let it slide.

 "When you ask who I am and I give you an answer, it'd be wise to listen, y'know."

[sxbishi-deactivated20140803]

【✟❆　ℓσηєℓу　❆✟】

An eyebrow is cocked as the male states his name.                         「——Bullshit. You’re not the Naruto I know. Who are you, really?」He turns around & folds his arms, awaiting an answer. He felt the pressure in his chest, but he wouldn’t let that scare him.

[diabolici]

 "You're right: I'm not that fake."

 He wasn't surprised at the raven's reaction. In fact, he expected something such as this given the fact the other knew of a blond-haired boy with the same name as his own. Maybe he'd just have to tell exactly what he was rather than who; an explanation rather than a name.

 "I'm the hatred buried deep inside of that other guy you know. You could say I'm the real Naruto."

[sxbishi-deactivated20140803]

diabolici

[sxbishi-deactivated20140803]

【✟❆　ℓσηєℓу　❆✟】

Something felt…  o f f. This man…He looked like Naruto. But his aura was…so abolishing. So pressuring. He didn’t like it. It more so made him feel afraid. But Haru was strong. Independent. He could face him, definitely.                       「——Oi. Rat. Who the hell are you?」He gave him a glare if undying confidence, proof that he wouldn’t back down from him easily. 

[diabolici]

 With that rude greeting came a glare undoubtedly directed at him, causing an eyebrow to rise; smirk in place just to assure the other male that he wasn't backing down just because of an unwelcoming aura.

 "Uzumaki Naruto." But certainly much different from that other Naruto with eyes of joyous blue.

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“I swear to my goddamm power, Naruto, if your story doesn’t have any interesting on it, I’m going to punch you in your whiskered face.” His voice was deeper, but it wasn’t tense like the past two times.

His eyes stared at the teen infront of him. He knew what Ichiraku was, the brat was always thinking about it. Some ramen shop, right? Well, it had something to do with ramen. He lets out a snort after that thought came to his mind. Ramen was part of hi boring every day life now. And he was getting tired of it.

While he was thinking of that, he was also thinking about his previous story. Now that he thought about it., it was really strange. How did Kushina managed to come back, even if it was for a few minutes? Some long lost jutsus maybe? Iit really doesn’t matter, since that fight was over. But, still, if it was a jutsu, Kushina could coma back at any time. Meaning he had less of an opportunity to escape.

He decided to ask Naruto. After all, he knew the brat better than him.The fox sighed. This was just too confusing, and he didn’t liked to use his brain that much, even if it was for a few little moments.He groaned. This little mission was going to be a hard one. The fox just decided to let his thoughts go, and concentrated on Naruto’s story. Maybe it would be interesting. Maybe.

“Surprise me, Naruto.”

[diabolici]

 The blond paused, thinking through his story one more time. ...Okay, maybe it wasn't the most interesting story in the world, but it wasn't the worst, right? He liked to think that.

 "But Kyuubi--!!" It wasn't a whine, more like an overly dramatic objection. "It's a story, right? That's what you asked for! And at least it's longer than that fact you turned down earlier!" Of course he wasn't speaking faster than he needed to as if this was some kind of urgent situation. Of course not.

 Settling down with a sigh, his eyes practically lit up when the cue for his tale to begin came. And since he was told that it was okay to tell it, that meant no punches or anything should be possible afterward if the fox didn't like it!

 "'Kay, I call it 'The--," he stopped himself short. Maybe naming it wasn't the best idea; anything he came up with to call this story of his probably would make it sound boring. "Nevermind. Onto the story, then."

 "So after finally gettin' out of this place for a little while, I decided to go down to Ichiraku to get some ramen," he began rather enthusiastically, a small grin on his face that only showed up when he told these kind of tales to others. And that wasn't often; probably the only entity that ever got to see him act this way was Kyuubi. He didn't hang around many people, after all.

 "When I got there, though, they asked why my eyes were all weird 'n stuff!" The worst part was probably that he didn't even get to explain to them that he wasn't the same exact customer that always came there. Poor, poor Naruto.

 "I told them that my eyes had always been this way, but they didn't believe me! Accused me of using contacts or somethin' like that, then one of them went on and on about how color contacts aren't that great for your eyes," he huffed, arms folding across his chest as if to show just how unhappy that made him. "No matter what I said, they kept on actin' like I was that blue-eyed idiot."

 And for the second time in a semi-short time period, he sighed. Maybe he should've expected that since the guy did show up there regularly and he didn't.

 "—But anyway, Kyuubi! They gave me ramen for free! I didn't really listen why, but whatever. I should get you some ramen one day, y'know."

Naruto, having told his little story, fixed his eyes upon the demon fox as if expecting some kind of reaction. Anything but boredom or anger would be great, really. Interest would be even better.

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He saw how he went inside his cage. He was expecting something interesting, to be honest.”…Really? Couldn’t you think of anything else?” The fox let out a sigh. He really was expecting some cool story, or maybe even jokes. Jokes would work!

“How about I tell you what happened when the brat took my chakra?” That story would probably be better. The fox huffed, scratching his neck. Now, his head was fully on the ground.

“It was all Hachibi’s fault.” He start his story, his voice holds a hint of anger.”He was the one that told the brat how to take a Bijuu’s chakra. And he helped him.” He paused, sighing. Hachibi was weak, and no one could tell him otherwise. What of beast was he, that he needed help from a human?

“It didn’t helped the brat at all, though. I took him out pretty fast, and the brat had no clue to what to do next. It was all perfect, you should have seen it. My hatred almost ate him alive.” He let out a laugh, only to transform it into a growl.

“But, he recieved some help, from someone I thought would never appear again. Kushina. She helped him. From where? I don’t know and I seriously don’t care. The brat used her chakra chains.”  He stopped for a moment. Maybe telling how a weak brat took his chakra wasn’t the best option.

“And well, he used that resengon, resengan, or whatever you call it, to separate me from my chakra. Tch.” He finished his story with an even more powerful growl. He calmes himself, and looked at Naruto. He was almost sure he had something to say about this.

[diabolici]

 A small huff left the blond's lips as his fact was clearly unappreciated. "I had more stories. That was just the opening, y'know!" His tone was a bit stubborn, though he settled down after a few moments. Index finger came up to give a light scratch to his own cheek as if finally slightly embarrassed he'd been deemed boring so quickly.

 "Alright, fine." That obviously wouldn't be the most glorifying tale for Kurama to speak of, though it would most likely prove as interesting.

 Eyes fixed on the fox and ears wide open in order to listen, he didn't say a word as he did just that; merely giving small nods when thought appropriate as if to show acknowledgement of everything said. A laugh then left him whilst he imagined how easily the blue-eyed nuisance of sorts had been taken down, only to quiet down once a distinct growl was heard. And back to listening he went, staying silent through the rest of the story.

 "——Rasengan," he corrected after the Bijuu finished, rubbing the back of his head with a hand. Was that really such a hard word to learn? Oh, well. Whatever; he didn't care all that much.

 "So basically, Hachibi told him how to take your chakra and even though he helped the brat, Kushina had to butt in." His summary may not cover all the details, but it was suitable. "Tch. Doesn't sound like much of a glorifying moment for you."

 "Interesting story, though." Interesting as it was, he honestly wouldn't want to listen to it again. And even though he understood Kurama had probably expected something more of him after hearing that story, he'd already said all he wanted to vocalize of it.

 "So... Uh—," Naruto paused for a few moments, thinking about something to say until he finally came upon a decision. "How about I tell you about that one time I went to Ichiraku!.. Unless you don't want me to."

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       There was a surprised stare, a suspicious eye squint and it ended with a disapproving frown. ”Y’know, if you wanted t’ look like me, you got some things wrong! Like the eye color!” His were blue, not red. Red was…not his.

        ”What’re you doing going around lookin’ like me anyway, huh? You can get into serious trouble for that!”

[diabolici]

 "You should really stop actin' like you actually have any friends," he muttered upon hearing the others' voice.

 He turned completely, staring at the blond with the exact same clothes as his own. He knew exactly who this was and if he said otherwise it would be a lie, so of course this one time stating the facts wouldn't hurt.

 "Y'see-- 'm not dressin' up or anything, so I won't get into any trouble." Far from playing a simple game of dress-up, really.