I think have a fetish for Naruto having an Akatsuki member as his sensei or just general Akatsuki Naruto. I'm pretty sure it's the cloak that got me hooked on them.

How can it be so plain, yet stylish at the same time?! Impossible!


RRAAAAAAGHHHHH!

The Kyuubi roared, slamming its giant paws into the floor and crushing countless Konoha-nin. The ninja were afraid, yet, their indomitable spirit did not allow them to stop fighting, despite how little of a difference they were doing to the demon fox. The tails behind it flickered left and right, almost like a flame being blown in the wind, each capable of destroying mountains. But the Kyuubi wanted the people here to suffer and die slowly, a quick death was not going to be enjoyable for it.

Namikaze Minato had arrived on the scene after his wife had given birth to their second child, one they had named 'Natsumi'. Unfortunately for Minato, the time he had spent with his recently born child was cut short when the Kyuubi invaded. Approaching from nowhere, and seemingly in a trance of bloodlust, the Kyuubi had picked Konoha to be its personal stomping ground.

Quite literally, in fact seeing as how there were many prints in the ground in the shape of the Kyuubi's clawed paws.

The Yondaime Hokage stared in slight horror and awe at the beast before him, overshadowing the Hokage Mountain completely and reaching the night sky, eerily illuminated by the white glow of the moon and the red, burning wooden building of Konoha. The Kyuubi snarled viciously at the sight of the man who stood upon the stone head of the Shodaime Hokage: Senju Hashirama, or in the Kyuubi's eyes, the man who he had fought against when the fool Madara had tried to control him with his pathetic Doujutsu. It had taken the combined forces of both Madara and Hashirama to take down the Kyuubi, who quickly left due to the Senju's Mokuton, leaving the Senju and the Uchiha at each other's throats.

Remembering the man's face, he immediately charged up a Bijudama to wipe it off the face of the planet, intent on getting the last laugh at the Shodaime.

Minato had noticed the demon fox charge up its signature attack that it shared with its family. One he had based off to make his own jutsu, the Rasengan. One he wanted to teach to his children when they had grown older.

A 4 year old Naruto stared in awe as his father summoned the boss toad, Gamabunta, who was still slightly shorter than the Kyuubi due to his folded toad legs, and leapt straight at the Kyuubi who had charged up a black ball in his fang-filled maw. His father jumped off Gamabunta's head and touched the charging ball. Everything seemed to go into slow motion for the child. His father vanished as soon as contact was made with the ball and reappeared at the top of Gamabunta's head, this time without the ball. A large explosion signified the Bijudama going off in the distance and Naruto was slightly shocked, he had seen his father use the Hirashin no Jutsu multiple times, however, never ever seeing him teleport such a large object before.

A subconscious part in his brain that would develop in time shelved away the valuable information, just in case he needed that titbit of information to defeat his father when the time came.

Not that Naruto knew that it had happened seeing as he was just a 4 year old child and was amazed at the sight of a giant toad with the equally giant sword fighting the humongous fox with 9 tails. The Kyuubi screeched as the katana slammed into its side, racking his sharpened digits across Gamabunta's face and causing the Toad Boss to leap back. Luckily, only 1 of the fingernails had scratched Gamabunta, from above his eye brow, over to his upper lip, scarring his face with the proof that he had fought against the Kyuubi.

Kushina stumbled out of the hospital, clutching onto her new-born baby girl close to her. Sarutobi Hiruzen following close behind, the Sandaime was wearing his War Armour and holding onto Enma in his staff form. Kushina had tried to ignore the choices that Hiruzen supplied her, either allow him to use the Shiki Fūjin on Natsumi and sacrifice himself in the process or allow the Kyuubi to kill everyone including her son and new-born daughter. But when they had left the hospital and looked up, they stared at the sight of the Kyuubi and Gamabunta in a dead lock, Minato above shouting commands and firing jutsus that the demon easily shrugged off.

With no other choice to stop the Kyuubi, a weakened Kushina tearfully handed Hiruzen her baby, in preparation for the Shiki Fūjin.


One brave ANBU had Shunshin'd onto Gamabunta's head and next to Minato, both of which were still fighting against the Kyuubi and running on fumes. The ANBU informed Minato about what Hiruzen was about to do, sacrifice himself for the village and turning his daughter into the Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi, the only tailed beast without a Jinchuuriki yet. Minato had reluctantly agreed with Hiruzen as there was no other way to stop the Kyuubi. He only hoped that his daughter would not be ostracised from society just by carrying the demon fox in her.

Hiruzen slumped over, dying peacefully despite his soul being taken by the Shinigami, knowing that he had died to protect the village he loved and cared so much about. In front of him, a nude Natsumi was sleeping silently as the Kyuubi was sealed into her by the Shinigami while Kushina and Minato looked on from the side-lines.

The battle against the Kyuubi was over.

Lives were lost and buildings destroyed.

But Konoha had survived to see the light of tomorrow's day.

A frightened Naruto approached his mother and father after the sealing, shivering slightly when he had saw the Death God himself take the Kyuubi away and shove it into his baby sister's gut.

Baby sister?

!

Naruto rushed forwards to get a look at his baby sister, the same one that his mother and father were holding in their arms while the ANBU took Hiruzen's body away to bury him. Naruto paused, staring at his grandfather figure being taken away, a white sheet covering his fallen body. Naruto's face fell and he silently mourned the man who took care of him while his parents were busy, talking to him whenever he was alone at home or taking him around the village to eat ramen at Ichiraku.

It was quite obvious that Naruto was no ordinary child as he comprehended what other children his age could not. He understood that being a shinobi meant risking your life. You could turn the corner around the block and bump right into death itself, meeting your unfortunate end at any given moment. Since he understood this, he understood why his Jiji died and what he died for.

Taking a deep breath and remembering to grieve for his grandfather figure later, he approached his mother and father, who both turned with small sad smiles on their faces. Minato took Natsumi from Kushina's arms and brought the sleeping baby to Naruto to hold. Naruto accepted the bundled child, noticing the distinct markings on her face, 6 razor-thin lines on her cheeks, and 3 on each chubby cheek. A trait she shared with her brother, seeing as how they were both lived for nine months inside of their mother while she still had the Kyuubi inside of her.

Naruto bent down and kissed her on her head, causing the girl to open her tired eyes at her older brother. Light purple met bright blue and the baby's eyes widened at the sight of her older brother, stretching her tiny arms forwards at his face and giggling happily at the sight of him. A trail of drool slipped out from the corner of her lips as she gave him a toothless smile.

The sight of his baby sister smiling in the time of death and despair brought a sliver of light in the world that would soon be inhabited by darkness.


1 year after the Kyuubi attack.

Naruto was neglected, it had stung at first, but then he got used to it by shutting himself off from the world. He had chosen to improve his education tenfold by reading every single book in the library of his home and learning as much as he could. A baby Natsumi watched him through the crack of his door, only to find herself whisked away when mommy came by, telling her 'don't disturb your Onii-chan, he's tired'.

If only she had decided to peek inside, she would've noticed that Naruto was busy reading burning his way through a mountain of books that had been stacked neatly at his desk.


2 years after the Kyuubi attack.

Naruto was abruptly torn from his dreams and awakened when he felt small hands pressing on his chest. Opening his eyes, he found a young Natsumi drooling with a happy look on her face, the same that she made when he first saw him.

"Naru!" Natsumi cried when seeing her older brother awake and fell back to sit onto his chest. Using her tiny fingers, she playfully pinched his cheeks lightly, stretching his own whisker marks out as if he were a docile cat, or in their case, fox.

"Hello there, Natsumi-chan." Naruto tried his best, yet he couldn't help but give a (small) smile at the sight of the child grinning widely when she heard him say her name.

"Natsu, sleepy." The girl mumbled as she rubbed her purple eyes with her tiny knuckles, yawning heavily before she slid to his left side on the bed and began leaning into her brother's side, absorbing his body heat. She gave him a small kiss on the nose before drifting off into her little dream where she and 'Naru' were picking flowers and, very uncharacteristically in his case, dancing to a happy song.

Naruto smirked at the sight of his baby sister snoring, returning a larger kiss to her forehead and hugging her tightly before he himself fell asleep with her in his arms.


3 years after the Kyuubi attack.

"Naru!" Natsumi ran up to Naruto as fast as her stubby legs could, and caught up to her big brother and hugging his leg to prevent him from walking.

"Good morning Natsumi, how are you?" Naruto leaned down, placing a hand on her head. Natsumi grinned, showing off her tiny teeth that enjoyed nipping Naruto's fingers for whatever reason. She looked up into his azure orbs, the same that her young mind had unknowingly fallen in love with.

Her father's eyes, despite being the same shade, were different, they always showed that he would be willing to help with anything that she needed help with, always full of pride and joy whenever he helped her accomplish something, thinking it was a big deal when the Hokage of all people helped a little girl do something that she couldn't do.

Naruto's was different as identical as they looked. His eyes said that he would help her only when she needed it, that he wouldn't be there to mentally hold her hand through everything. His eyes would show a hidden pride at her for doing it herself if she never needed his help or were filled with understanding when she did require his help. And even then, he would only help her once and allow her to do it again herself afterwards, like the time he helped her ride her bike with just one try after she had fallen down countless times.


4 years after the Kyuubi attack. (Naruto: 8) (Natsumi: 4)

Naruto did not mind being neglected in order for his little sister to grow. He loved the little girl and she loved him back equally, if not more. His parent never had any time for him, choosing to spend it all with Natsumi or work, and he was fine with that.

He didn't have to like being ignored, but he accepted it.

Lavender eyes that shimmered with awe whenever she was in his presence, learned something new or when she ate ramen. Even as a little girl, he found her to be brash, loud and talkative, but all were good aspects since she didn't step into the territory of being arrogant. While she was brash, Naruto felt as if it were just a phase seeing as how she was used to spending time with the strongest of Konoha's forces. Being able to somehow brighten up a room whenever she entered it, making those who heard her constantly chirping-voice feel happier.

Her hair had grown to her shoulders. Straight, red and very lovely. Only with the addition of whiskers and the mischievous twinkle in her eyes did she stray from an identical appearance to her mother.

She looked absolutely adorable to him.

'She looks a lot like mother nowadays' Naruto mused offhandedly as he watched his little sister throw a kunai, missing the bulls-eye by a mile. He gave a small smile to his sister as she pouted and folded her arms, direct an upset and sad look mixed together to form a heart-sundering look that brought adults of all kinds to their knees. He walked up to the pouting girl and kneeled down on one foot, his smile growing a little more when he rubbed her scalp that was covered by her crimson tresses.

Natsumi grinned inwardly when she saw her brother's smile increase in length. He always seemed to smile more around her, it seemed to the young kunoichi in training that he only enjoyed himself in her presence, something not even daddy or mommy could do.

As Naruto made his way over to her to teach her how to properly throw a kunai, he absently recounted the years and how far his training had progressed to as Natsumi grew older.


Misunderstand loved his mother and father, to the point where he would die to protect them but he honestly wished they could separate the time they spent on work and Natsumi to at least include him into it. He was bored to death despite not showing it on the outside, having read the entire book collection in the Namikaze library and sneaking around at night to read the scrolls that his father thought he locked up well could only get so interesting after the first time.

Regarding that last point, his mother and father were not the only seal masters in the house like they thought they were. He secretly mastered the Rasengan his father was so fond of, even going as far as to manipulate his main elemental affinity, wind, which was something his parents did not know of either, into it thus creating the 'Fuuton: Rasengan'. The feat was something not even his father never had the time to do ever since taking up the mantle of Hokage, juggling the rest of his time between his wife and daughter and occasionally to Naruto himself.

Too bad he never understood how the Hirashin worked, or else he would have been a really, really annoying opponent to deal with.

Still though, it didn't mean that he couldn't figure it out in the future. All he needed was an inhuman reaction time and the secret behind the seal to access the power. The idea of zipping and flashing about a battlefield in the blink of an eye, repeatedly, already gave him a headache, but he supposed that his father must have gotten used to it after years in development.

His Taijutsu was on par with that of a high Chunin, not that he knew, considering that he kept the fact to himself and that no one had seen him practise it. He improved by reading up on the different Taijutsu styles that he had seen in the scrolls from the massive library and by watching a man with a strange attire who spewed the phrase 'the flames of youth burned brightly in you, Naruto-kun!' multiple times as he watched him training against his surrogate uncle, Kakashi.

The boy was confused, but was undoubtedly impressed by the way Might Guy fought. Appearing to have a lack in either passion or ability to use Ninjutsu, he focused more on Taijutsu and honed his skill to the sharpest point in memory of his late father, Might Duy, who was a Genin for most of his life, sacrificing himself to stall the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. Naruto was very impressed with the man and mentally vowed to visit Might Duy's grave to silently appreciate his sacrifice for his family. Naruto was slightly sceptical when he heard the man claim that he was going to 'climb the Hokage Mountain 200 times with my teeth and then if I do not make it up in an hour, I will run 200 laps around Konoha's border' and then a little scared when he actually saw the man climb to the top of the Hokage Mountain 195 times, crying to the heavens that he had failed his challenge and that he lacked the flames of youth before dashing away in the glorious afternoon sunset, not returning until the sun had revolved around the world twice.

From that point forward, Naruto made sure he stayed away from the man to ensure that he was not dragged into the green wearing fit-freak's 'exercises'.

Naruto's Genjutsu was not as well as he had hoped it would be. He had enough control to break out of illusions, but not enough to place them under very powerful ones. He would have to ask the 'Queen of Smoke and Mirrors' Kurenai Yuhi for advice and lessons regarding Genjutsu.

Kenjutsu was not something Naruto was quite interested in, however, understood the need for. Naruto was never close to the man, but perhaps Sarutobi Asuma would teach him how to use his trench knives the bearded smoker was so fond of.

However, something Naruto was very interested in was the two very dangerous and powerful scrolls that he had found in the Fuin no Sho, or the Scroll of Sealing, when he had been stricken by a sudden wave of ennui. He had entered the room while his father and personal guards left for a council meeting. He browsed through the scroll, looking at the list of all the Kinjutsu it held and found the ones he was most interested in.

One was called 'Jiongu (Earth Grudge Fear)' and the other was Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clone). Both scroll contained the respective information of their Kinjutsu and was slightly appalled by how Jiongu worked. He had read the hand written story from the Shodaime himself about how Takigakure had sent an assassin to kill him, the assassin failed and was instead destroyed by the Shodaime who demanded the Kinjutsu was a form of repayment for the assassination attempt. Afraid of the man who was known as the God of Shinobi, they immediately handed it over and the Hokage kept it in the scroll from ever being used again.

'The Jiongu has to be strong if Takigakure was confident enough to send the assassin with it to kill the Shodaime of all people, the same man who had defeated and killed Uchiha Madara.' The Jiongu involved black threads painfully replacing your blood vessels and essentially being able to live forever by stealing the hearts of your enemies and allowing using their elemental affinities for your own. It also allowed the user to reattach limbs and send out the same threads that inhabited the body, making them into whips and spears that could easily rip through limbs. Or so it was said. It was merely what the Shodaime had observed from the battle with the assassin. The first part wasn't something Hashirama could confirm, but from the way his assassin's body was inhabited by those wires, it must have been the case.

The Kage Bunshin seemed useful, but he doubted that he had enough chakra to use it that many times in battle. Maybe it could be useful for his sister he thought, seeing as how she had a creature made entirely out of chakra in her. He wasn't sure, he'd have to make sure first, the last thing he wanted to see was his sister dying while she attempted it. And with that, Naruto memorised the Kage Bunshin, quickly replacing the scroll while ensuring nothing was out of place before fleeing for home.

He never used them, instead, stored them in his room, underneath the floorboard where he had placed a storage seal to keep useful materials. After all, who was going to notice that two Kinjutsu's were missing when the scroll itself held at least a hundred more?

Silent son of the Yondaime by day, A child prodigy of the ninja arts by night, far surpassing his senior by one year, Itachi, tremendously. But he had learnt that deception would be the most important tool in his life, pretending only to be one of the better students at the academy and nothing more.

The mask fooled everyone. And Naruto preferred to keep it that way. He saw no need to boast about his abilities, nor his strength like most other shinobi did. Just like a true ninja, he hid most of himself in the shadows, away from prying eyes. Were Konoha to be attacked, then he could use his apparent lack of skills to take down foes that saw fit to underestimate him. All that mattered to him was that Konoha and his family was fine and safe from harm.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Naruto stood up with one of the blunt-edged kunai he had picked up off the floor and got into a throwing position.

"Come Natsumi-chan, watch my movements and stances, then you try, okay?"

"Yay! Naru-nii is best! Can we get Sasuke-baka later and then I can show him my super cool throwing skills I learned for you!" The idea of riling her best friend up by upstaging him was something Natsumi savoured. Seeing the dumbfounded look as she beat him, an Uchiha in something, was incredibly satisfying. "He'll be so jealous!"

"Alright Natsumi-chan," He patted her on the head affectionately, "We'll go make Sasuke jealous." Naruto said as he ruffled her hair, causing the girl to laugh at the mess he was making of her hair.


8 years after the Kyuubi attack.

Natsumi had taken the fact that she held a demon fox in herself quite well. She only freaked out due to her age and panicked, almost going into shock and fainting.

Yeah… pretty well overall.

It took Naruto's embrace to slowly calm her down, something that she had gotten addicted to over the years. Thunderstorms, that spider that jumped out from under the toilet seat and even Jiraiya had scared the life out of the girl when he had been first introduced upon his return to Konoha. And the only way she got comfort was by running to her Naru-nii's room and diving under the covers and snuggling with him if he was asleep or, secretly, taking in his scent by sniffing his worn shirts that had his intoxicating musk.

Perhaps her godfather had influenced her a little too much with his smutty books and general perverseness.

Still, the scent of her older brother let her calm down and unwillingly, she parted with the shirt that was still connected to his body and left his embrace to continue speaking to their parents.

"So… I'm not a demon girl?" Natsumi asked her parents, who had told her that they were two absolutely separate entities. But if her brother had disagreed and called her a demon child, telling her to never speak to him again and leaving her presence, she was very sure she would have shattered emotionally immediately and broken down. Luckily, all she received from her brother aside from the loving hug was a soft chop to the forehead and a soft 'idiot' before he had walked away.

When she was sure he had left the house to take his Jonin exams, she quickly sneaked back into his room and grabbed the t-shirt he had slung onto his chair, dashing back into her own room and dived right into her bed and under the covers, sniffing the shirt heavily (and rather creepily) as a happy and dazed look appeared on her face.

Luckily, the only person she had confided in was her best friend, Sasuke, who also thought of Naruto as his other older brother, who was pretty surprised that she was heavily crushing on her older brother, more than just sibling love. But he seemed to have understood and agreed to keep it a secret until she either grew out of loving him in that way or she found someone else.

"I love you… Naru-nii." She whispered in a heavy exhale, her cheeks stained red.

She had not yet discovered the wonders of self-pleasure, and when she did… well, a lot of Naruto's clothing went missing. Much to Sasuke's chagrin. He seriously didn't need to know what Natsumi did to her brother's clothings during her downtime.


12 years after the Kyuubi attack. (Naruto: 16) (Natsumi: 12)

A 16 year old Naruto stared at the scrolls in his hands, the two that he had kept hidden in his room for the past 8 years. His best friend, Uchiha Itachi, had told him about the coup, that the Uchiha Clan was going to be slaughtered tonight and that he would be running away, going undercover and joining a newly formed S-Rank criminal organisation: Akatsuki to inform Konoha about what they were going to be doing.

Naruto did not want Itachi to be considered a traitor to the village he was protecting undercover.

Itachi had been one of the few people who had bothered to become friends with Naruto after seeing him alone during his sister's birthday party. They had quickly become best friends and would confide each other in their deepest secrets. This friendship was made of iron and would not be shattering any time soon.

Killing your clan for fun was one thing while being chased out for stopping them from igniting the Fourth Shinobi War was another. And Itachi carrying the burden of killing his own family and being blamed for it was not something he would allow. Itachi was a person of virtue and Naruto couldn't just allow himself to let Itachi act out the task of slaying his own kinsmen just because of the revolt they wanted to start.

He would notaccept that. It was just unfair. And to prevent Itachi from turning traitor and saving the Leaf at the same time, Naruto decided the path he would take for the future of himself, his village and even potentially the world. Thousands of innocent lives would not perish in an unnecessary war but at the price of a disgruntled and unhappy clan.

He would be the one to stop the Uchiha Clan instead of his first outside friend, turning himself into a missing-nin and to see if he could infiltrate Akatsuki.

With that in his mind, he quickly set himself to work at writing a letter to whomever found it, stating that he was the one who had slaughtered the whole clan and that he had no regrets doing so, it had torn his cold heart apart writing about the fact that he hated everyone, but he had to suck it up and act like he meant it to fool his village into thinking that he had killed the Uchiha's just to show off his power.

The secret that the Uchiha would never get out that way, and it was for the best. Itachi and Mikoto would teach Sasuke how to overcome the Curse of Hatred his clan had, but the problem lay in Natsumi, who he feared would go into a state of depression and eventually suicide. He wouldn't mind if his sister killed him in a fit of rage at what he said

He unfurled the Kinjutsu that he had kept throughout the years, the Jiongu. He channelled chakra into the silencing seal behind his door and took a deep breath before he placed the tanto into his mouth and bit down hard onto the tough handle, activating the scroll at the same time.

'Oh god.' He told himself as black threads shot out and dug itself deep into his wrists and feet, inciting his blood to spill as they tunnelled through his entire body, replacing capillaries, veins and arteries. Naruto wasn't even sure if he still had blood after all of it. Perhaps some, but definitely very little of it.

"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHH."Naruto screamed loudly, his tanto preventing his teeth from grinding against each other. His eyes were pouring tears at the feeling of sharp needles coursing through his body. Unable to stand as the burning agony travelled to his legs Naruto dropped to the floor, a silent scream etched on his face while his eyes were clenched shut, fingers digging deeply into the carpeted floor.

"FU-AAAARGGHHHHH-CK! RRRGGGGHHH!" The unbelievable pain was almost sending his body into shock, but suddenly, as fast as it came, the pain immediately left. Rasping and gasping, Naruto panted heavily, clawing his way to his wardrobe, he slowly propped himself up against the wall and slowly began putting on his armour, feeling the occasional twitch beneath his skin which told him the Jiongu was still getting used to his body.

After donning his Tokubetsu Jonin armour on and brandishing his tanto, he slowly walked into Natsumi's room and watched as she lay in her bed, sleeping with a pair of his boxers in her hands and a perverted look on her face. He rolled his eyes at her perverseness and set the scroll for Kage Bunshin on the table as a parting gift, placing a soft kiss on her head that made her moan out his name sensually, causing the older brother to frown.

He hated hurting his little sister. But it had to be done. He would have to hurt everyone to show them his love.

He leapt out of his open window at the crack of dusk, exactly one day before the extermination of the Uchiha would take place. Unable to look back at his home lest he give up his mission in fear, he thought silently to himself as he approached the Uchiha Compound.

'I'm sorry, Natsumi, Sasuke. I can only hope that you understand and forgive your onii-chan when you grow older when you learn of the truth.'


Landing on the rooftop of the silent Uchiha Compound, Naruto's eyes scanned the area, darting from left to right quickly. The sight of a man not too far ahead of him made his hand tighten around his tanto and he started off by jumping up high into the air, his shadow was cast onto the ground from the bright, white moon behind him. He brought his tanto in front of him, crashing onto the guard and knocking the man to the ground while driving the small blade into the back of his skull silently.

The guard didn't even get a chance to struggle. He gave a quiet 'Urk!' before he died, his brain shutting down after having a blade driven right through it. Naruto silently pulled his short sword out and held it to his side before he felt strange.

The feeling he had read about in the scroll began to start, the wriggle of the Jiongu's threads trying to escape began to tickle a little. He stared silently as a few threads ripped themselves out of his forearm painlessly before stabbing the man in the chest and cleanly severing off the arteries that surrounded the heart, picking it up gently despite its dangerous appearance and began to tear off the armour on his back, sewing and attaching it there, out in the open. It was grotesque and very, very unappealing but Naruto had made his bed and now he had to lay in it. There was no going back from this.

He frowned; he would have to use something to cover up the hearts if he was going to have them stuck to his back.

Suddenly, a jutsu popped into his head.

'Katon: Zukokku (Fire Release: Intelligent Hard Work).'

Strange, Naruto thought, the scroll never said anything about Jutsu. Only that the assassin had boastfully told the Shodaime that he could live forever as long as he replaced the hearts and could use the whips as weapons. He assumed that the Shodaime never used it on anyone but only wrote down what the assassin said. Takigakure had never supplied any information about the Kinjutsu either, so Naruto was really learning on the fly.

He would have to be careful as his hearts were exposed, from the front and the back, making him an easy target. Luckily, he had the cover of night and the fact that most of the clan was sleeping to tide the situation into his favour.

Naruto spent at least an hour, killing with extreme prejudice, slaying adults, elderly and even children in their sleep. Killing the children had hurt the most because they were the same age as Natsumi and he could not imagine what would happen were he to find his baby sister's throat slit early in the morning. But he completed his task anyway. Killing them without even allowing them to awaken. The young ones all died peacefully, not even realising that they would never wake up from their eternal slumber.

And the blood. Oh god, the blood. By the end of it all, Naruto's clothes and skin were covered with splatters of blood from those who had been awake at the time of the massacre. There was so much of it. Naruto had killed before, undoubtedly so. But he had never taken an innocent life before. And tonight, while he had taken many lives that had been twisted by hatred, so much of it had been innocent as well. But he had no time to spare to dwell about how depressing the situation was for he had to leave.

He did spare some however, with the exception of Itachi, Sasuke and Mikoto, the whole of the Uchiha clan was completely annihilated and wiped out, their eyes destroyed on the spot to prevent people like Danzo, who his father had warned him about, from ever using them for his own private army that was somehow still in circulation despite Minato's multiple attempts at shutting it down. He had killed a surprised Fugaku in the living room while Mikoto was asleep in their bedroom. He never entered Itachi and Sasuke's room, knowing that he would immediately wake up and attack Naruto on instinct.

The blood-soaked blonde silently prayed that Sasuke would be nurtured well under his mother and brother's loving care to stop the bloodline of hatred in the Uchiha's, one that Fugaku was filled with.


The Next Morning.

The village was in chaos. The three remaining Uchiha's had awoken to find that their entire clan had been slaughtered in their sleep by an unknown assailant. Itachi's eyes widened, realising that the massacre had happened one day earlier than expected. Mikoto (who had anticipated the deaths) and Sasuke were wailing at the loss of their entire family linage.

Awakened by their loud cries, the villagers and shinobi went to check it out, only to be horrified. The sight of a hundred dead Uchiha's shrouded by white cloths were taken out in public. Tsunade, who had stayed in Konoha, shook her head at the sight of the smaller bodies. Someone was smart enough and informed that the Uchiha's were about to revolt, and had cleverly killed them while destroying the eyes in the process. She knew they were destroyed as they were still in the sockets, except each seemed to have a senbon been lodged in it to effectively disable the use of it.

She hoped that the eyes were destroyed last after they had died instead of before.

Minato had gone to Naruto's room after seeing the aftermath of the Uchiha massacre to find it in a mess. A silencing seal had been slapped against the wall to ensure that no sound in the room got out. The table, clothes and the wardrobe was all on the floor and a sea of books and throwing weapons had been scattered across the floor. The walls faired not much better, covered in whip markings that slashed the walls deeply. Not to mention how much blood there was.

Minato had immediately panicked at the idea of his son being attacked in his sleep, only to see that an out of place note had been placed in the middle of his empty bed. Hesitantly opening the note, he had expected a ransom from the attacker seeing as Naruto was the son of the Yondaime.

He had not expected it to have been from Naruto himself.


Goodbye Father and Mother.

If I can even call you that.

Too long I have been left behind in the dust and shadow of my little sister. All because of you. You don't deserve to be called these titles. Real parents wouldn't have allowed this to happen.

So I have left, taking the heads of the Uchiha with me. But don't worry. I have spared some of them, with them being my best friend, his little brother and their mother. Imagine that. One of the great founding clans of Konoha, now reduced to a measly headcount of three. But with the power I now hold, nothing is out of grasp for me.

You might be wondering why I have left them alive. It's simple. I want them to hate me. I want them to come and try their best to kill me, to grow stronger with their hatred of me, and when it's all said and done, I will crush them. I will show you just how far I have come without you to teach me. I will show you just how strong I can and will be.

Remember. This is all your fault.

Naruto.


The clattering of the scroll as it fell to the ground, rolling away from the stunned Minato was the only sound that came from reading the scroll. Minato was too busy reeling in shock to even make a sound.

If he was already reacting in this manner, Natsumi was going to get a heart attack halfway through the letter.


Hello. Urethane here, from the future. Just rewrote the first chapter on 24/5/ because holy shit was my writing pure cringe. Anyway, the other chapters may be rewritten in time. But for now, please endure the cringe of a newbie writer until the future chapters.