Yaoi- Naruto
 

Hello~ ^^ I'm AshbornFox, you can call me Ashborn or just Ash. I am going to start out the prologue of this rp to see what you think about it and if you want to be in it and help out. The beginning is for everyone's character (unless your character is a chick) and just imagine your character in this scene.
Here are a list of main people I need volunteers to play:

Tsunade (head doctor)

Iruka ("mother" of the group. He looks out for the rest of the beasts and makes sure they train hard)

Kakashi (trainer and teacher in most subjects)

Guy-I know! I'm sorry!- ( the physical educator)

I want you to pick your favorite character to be. The reason I put yaoi in the tittle was because I want my fellow yaoi lovers here because, lets face it, this story needs Sasunaru and Shinokiba in it.

so, without further a-due, my beginning.

BTW! I got this beginning from one of my sisters romance novels. It tickes her off when I do and when I began reading it- I had to put the prologue in for myself. So credit to Lora Leigh and her novel, Mercury's War !

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He was a beast, an animal. He was a creation, the blending of man and animal, and the beast was cages within him. Powerful, strong. The ability to run, to hunt, to scent the enemy on the wind ant taste it in the breeze was chained in the dimmest part of the teen's subconscious.

How was it fair that it was locked away? It growled. The teen was given leave to walk the land, and yet the beast was forced to hide. It stared out of the teens eyes, it pumped blood in the teen's body, and forever it was leashed, restrained.

But it was growing stronger. The drugs that kept it leashed has worn off; the years of freedom that the teen had developed, would aid the creature hiding inside him.

The beast waited. It prowled, it growled out in nightmares as it bid its time The teen was certain of his control, certain that the drugs that doctor, Tsunade, had given him in those labs, and his own control, had killed the animal that fought with such ferocity to survive.

But it wasn't dead. It never left. For a time, it had slept. A forced sleep built the anger growing inside it, and now it was awake. It was awake and clawing to be free.

But it was patient, or so the animal thought. It could hold on until the teen let it free. It was part of him, part of who he was, what he was. The teen would release the animal soon. As soon as the animal was strong enough. It was tired. The attemps to kill it had nearly succeeded. Only by slipping so deep within the teen's unconsciousness that even the most vital parts of it were hidded, had it manages to survive.

But when it slipped back, the drugs had built an unbreakable fortress of bars around it. They pressed into the animal. Drove spikes through its soul and filled it with pain. And weakened it as surlely dilight. THe teen had no reason to give rein to his heart, or