A/N Introducing: Kyuubi's Eye! *clapping in background* Thank you! Thank you! Please, you honor me! Alright, all joking aside, this is my newest story I promised a few months back. I'll give you all the details at the end, cuz I WANT YOU TO READ! And not everyone reads the authors notes so yeah...

Also, I have just gone through and removed all of the A/N's until the bottom... I have received a notice (thank you guest reviewer) that that is not allowed according to the Fanfiction rules.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters.

The small blond pressed himself up against the wall, one hand holding onto his abdomen. His fingers were coated in blood, the red liquid slowly dripping to the ground.

"You're done for, Demon. Why do you protest?" The leader of a small group of villagers asked, motioning his lackeys to surround the small boy.

"W-What did I do to you?" The blonde murmured in pain, keeping himself pressed to the wall.

"You killed my wife!" A man shouted.

"You took my children!" Screamed another.

"-destroyed my house!"

"-killed my brother"

"-my husband!"

The insults ran on and on, until, finally, they had told him all that 'he' had done.

"I did none of that!" The blonde screamed desperately.

"Don't deny it, Monster!" The leader shouted on dismay.

"I'm-I'm sorry," the blonde murmured, dropping to the ground, succumbing to the pain.

"You should be!"

The villagers came closer to the boy, bringing out sharp objects like knives, kunai, and the occasional pitch-fork.

They began with small cuts, taking turns to harm the boy in some way. They would make the demon suffer, a scratch for each person he killed.

He would eventually have no more skin to destroy.

After making thousands of cuts, a man the boy hadn't noticed earlier, came out. He appeared to be carrying a bucket of something along with a giant torch. The man had rotten teeth, and was missing a few limbs.

He dropped the bucket of water, some spilling and dropping onto the ground with a hiss.

The boy flinched away. It was obvious that the water was boiling. And he knew what they planned to do with it as well.

But, apparently, the water came later. The man held his hand out, and a small stout woman handed him a long stick, a piece of shapeless metal on the end. The man accepted the stick with little grace and stuck the metal part into his torch until it was glowing a soft red.

"Now, demon," the man murmured, using another stick to bring shape to his piece of metal. "This will prove what you are. This mark will never fade."

The metal was now in the shape of a rough fox head. He walked forward. "Head up, boy," he commanded. When the blonde didn't move, the man yanked roughly on his hair, jerking his head up. "Head up, boy!"

The man cut through the blonde's shirt, exposing his back. Then, he brought down the fox-head shaped metal and pressed it harshly against the boy's shoulder blade.

His head thrust back, a scream finding it's way through his lips and didn't stop. The pain was unbearable; the metal was burning hot and slowly burning it's was through his skin. The boy would have been worried that it was going to go to the bone, but he didn't have enough mind to think of anything but the pain at the moment.

Suddenly the pain stopped and the metal was removed. "Bring me the ice," the man commanded.

The same woman who had given him the stick earlier came up holding a pack of ice.

"Boy. Normally, I wouldn't do this, but I want that mark to remain forever." He then took the offered ice pack and pressed it roughly to the blond's back.

The numbing ice felt good on his skin, bringing the burning down. Slowly, the boy took the ice off his skin.

His shoulder was a bright red, slightly swelling, but the ice had stopped most of it. There was a fox head in the middle of his right shoulder blade, and the kanji for nine just underneath it and to the right.

The boy touched it, and flinched in pain. Although the burning had stopped for now, it still hurt like hell.

Then, suddenly and without warning, the man who had just branded him came up with his boiling water and dumped it on the boy, making him scream, louder this time.

"We did the fox first because the ice would minimize the water damage on your shoulder." The man laughed a horrid laugh.

"I'm done here," the man suddenly proclaimed. He turned on his heel and left.

The rest of the mob looked at each other, before slowly descending on the demon. They would destroy him. Leave him with only his organs and main body.

The first descended in, their weapons digging in much deeper than before, carving into the bones.

The boy was screaming, and couldn't stop.

Suddenly, he began to glow red. Red bubbles were pouring out of him, burning the villagers that were near, or dared to touch it. His back arched, and his eyes turned red with black slits in the middle.

"Get… away from… me…" he growled, lurching forwards on his feet. "Stop… hurting… me…"

The villagers looked on in shock and confusion. Finally someone broke.

"I don't know about you," a woman stuttered, falling back. "But I'm leaving."

She scrambled back, feet pushing against the ground and her fingernails pulling her back. Finally, she managed to fall onto her feet and run away.

"Oh, you may leave," the boy growled, staring at the woman. "But first I'll do to you what you did to me."

The woman screamed, falling back onto her butt as the demonic boy appeared in front of her face. "Please… don't hurt me… I didn't mean too much harm," she stuttered, tears appearing in the edges of her eyes as she begged. "I've got a family, a little boy to take care of—"

"I am a little boy," the child interrupted. "Would you do this to your son?"

The woman didn't reply, she just stared up, eyes still wet with tears that were slowly making their way down her dirty cheeks.

The boy brought up his hand, his nails long and curved like a fox's. With four quick downward slashes, the woman lay in the dirt, blood covering her white shirt and dripping down onto the earth beneath her.

"That's for the whole in my stomach," the boy explained, pointing to the wound in the middle of his stomach that had been there since the beginning of the night—the first wound the villagers had given him that night. "This is for all my scratches."

The woman's screams were loud, louder than the child's had been when he was on the receiving end. She was shivering, no longer crying tears of water and salt, but of iron and blood.

"Stop, stop, please…" the woman whimpered, knowing by now that her fellow villagers wouldn't be coming to help, as they were standing on the sidelines, staring at the demonic boy in shock.

The demonic boy stared at the woman, no remorse or guilt in his eyes. "If you can't endure all that I could," he rumbled, "then die."

The boys clawed hand came up one last time and rushed down to connect with the horrified womans throat.

"Naruto. Stop," a deep voice suddenly commanded.

The boy, Naruto, froze. "Kashi-nii? What are you doing here?" Naruto asked, slight fear evident in his voice.

"I was alerted to come and rescue you," 'Kashi-nee' explained. "Though you seem to have the situation under control. Mostly."

The red 'bubbles' disappeared and his eyes turned back to normal, though, for some odd reason, his left eye remained blood red with the black slit through the middle. Naruto slumped to the ground, worn out and tired from the beatings he had received earlier. He barely heard Kakashi's orders to his squad. "Arrest the villagers. Take the woman to the hospital. I'll deal with Naruto-kun."

Naruto looked up as a shadow loomed over him. Kakashi stood, his one showing eye filled with concern and disappointment. Kakashi bent down, picking up the bleeding and now passed out Naruto, being careful not to move the hole in his stomach too much.

"I'll take you to the Hokage, Naruto."

~Six years later~

Today, Naruto would be graduating from the academy. Currently, he was the top of his class, easily surpassing the rest of his classmates. After that dreaded night six years ago, Kakashi had adopted Naruto as his official little brother, as Kakashi was still too young to adopt him as his son. He had pounded hours of training on the boy, preparing him for the real world. The blonde was already at chunin level, and might even, with some difficulty, be able to surpass the newer jounin.

Naruto's appearance had also changed over the past six years.

He was still the shortest male in the class, but taller than some of the girls. His blond hair was a bit longer and had some orange and red highlights, from the Kyuubi's chakra. He was clearly muscled, but not overly much so that he looked like a lifter. Lean, elegant even. He was covered in scars, and fire-shaped burns, from the night six years ago. He wore a black sleeveless tight shirt, and on the back there was a hole that allowed you to see the fox's head that had been branded into him all those years ago. Attached to the top of his shirt, was a loose hood that was currently resting on his back. A dark red mask, something he had inherited from his older brother, covered the lower half of his face down to his collarbone. He wore dark red ANBU pants with big pockets that held sealing scrolls. His feet were dressed in simple black combat boots and his hands in fingerless black gloves.

The biggest change, however, was his left eye. His eye stayed red after that night and now Naruto had covered it just like Kakashi covered his own eye, however, because he had not graduated, he settled for a piece of white cloth.

"Kashi-nii, I'm heading out," Naruto called up to his older brother, who was probably sleeping.

With a quiet grace, Naruto headed out onto the streets of Konoha, ignoring the glares of the villagers who still didn't know what he was capable of. The walk wasn't too long, and soon the blonde found himself in front of the academy gates.

Heading inside and going towards classroom 103, Naruto ran into Sasuke, his closest rival/friend. The raven was exceptionally skilled, but, with his head filled with revenge, he had limited his potential to learn and do new techniques and fighting styles.

"Sasuke." Naruto nodded his head to the raven in acknowledgement, walking beside the other boy. Sasuke cast a sidelong look at the other, before continuing on in silence, his morning greeting already done.

"Y'know, I'll beat you again this year, Sasuke," Naruto said in a lazy but confident tone.

Sasuke bristled, obviously annoyed, but didn't make a comment.

"They'll eventually realize that clan name isn't everything when it comes to good ninja." The blonde was quite obviously provoking the raven, and he was planning to continue, but they reached the class door.

The one place they need to stick together and work together. The one reason they always enter the class together.

Fangirls.

Sharing quick looks of dread, Sasuke slid the door open and rushed to his window seat, but was beaten there by Naruto. "My turn with the window," Naruto murmured.

Sasuke grabbed the bag that they had filled with rocks and placed it in the last seat, making sure that no one could sit directly next to the two boys.

"Sasuke-kuuuuun~" Purred a pink haired girl, as she tugged at the heavy bag.

"Bitch! Sasuke-sama is mine!" Yelled a brunet girl.

"Who did you call 'Sasuke-sama' and 'yours'?!" Screamed the pinky.

The two girls clashed forheads, clearly angry at one another and close to throwing punches. As all of this was going on, a blonde girl slipped onto Naruto's desk, putting her purple clad butt right onto his book that he had been given by Kakashi.

"Naruto-sama," she leaned in, trying to give the said boy a clear view of her non-existent chest.

Now, normally, Naruto would just ignore the girls, waiting for them to go away. But this one had dared to sit on of his books.

"And you may be…" Naruto questioned, attempting to keep his anger in check.

"Ino, but you may just call me 'baby'." She whispered into his ear.

"Now, now, Ino-chan, I would appreciate it it you got off my book," Naruto growled, trying his best to not throw the girl across the room.

"Eh?!" She looked down in surprise, only just noticing the book she had occupied. "Gomen, Naruto-sama," she said as she got up meekly.

"Arigato." Naruto picked up the book and continued to read, ignoring the world around him, even Sasuke, who was currently begging for help as on of the girls was attempting to give him a lap dance while trying to remove the bag of rocks off the next chair at the same time.

"Shut up and sit down!" Someone suddenly thundered.

The children immediately did as instructed, rushing off to find a seat.

"Now, as you all know," the sensei began, "Today we'll have the genin exam and tomorrow, if you pass, you'll be put into teams according to your strengths and weaknesses."

"Iruka-sensei!" One of the children called, putting their hand up.

"Yes, Chotoro?"

"What if we don't like the people we're teamed with?" She questioned, fear quite evident in her voice.

"You're going to learn how to like them," Iruka said with a small exasperated sigh.

Chotoro was about to say something else when another man walked in. "Iruka, we're ready for the exams."

"Wonderful, Mizuki," Iruka exclaimed, addressing the new sensei in the class.

"Now, you'll be called up one by one and will do your test on the other side of this door. Please be patient," Iruka explained quickly, before disappearing behind the door with Mizuki and the first student.

The day dragged on, some students came out with headbands of different colors, and some came out with nothing but sad faces.

Finally, Sasuke was called, the person before him coming out with lazy sigh, but he still had the headband. The boy had pineapple hair, and his headband around his upper arm. If Naruto could remember correctly, his same was Nara Shikamaru.

"Uchiha Sasuke, please hurry," Sasuke sighed, casting one more glance at Naruto before tossing a book down in front of him. "Thanks for the loan," he murmured softly, before heading down the steps and into the room, all the while ignoring the fangirlish high-pitched squeals of encouragement.

Sasuke entered the room, an aura of confidence surrounding him.

He came out nearly an hour later, but looking quite proud of himself. A blue hatatake was tied around his forehead, and his strut was full of happiness. As much as the raven tried to hide it, he was obviously quiet proud of himself.

"Naruto, you're next," he called, not even looking up at the blonde. "I know you're going to pass, so don't expect me to wish you luck."

"Wasn't ever expecting it," Naruto replied, passing Sasuke with a woosh.

Naruto walked down the aisle, maintaining his elegance, but daring anyone to say something to him. His dark demeanor scared off his fans, and they trailed after him silently, watching their king enter the door.

The door swung closed with a shut, Naruto just barely inside. First test passed; entering the room. The room was pretty standard, a hard wooden floor, and white walls. There were several big windows behind the judges, who consisted of a few of the teachers and the Hokage.

"Mizuki-sensei, Iruki-sensei," Naruto greeted kindly, bowing slightly in their direction. "Hokage-sama." Naruto bowed again. "Sensei's." Naruto nodded over to the others, as he didn't know them.

"Now, Uzamaki-kun, we're going to start with the basics and slowly move our way upwards," the Hokage explained, his voice kind.

Naruto nodded.

"So, I'll ask you. Could you do a clone jutsu?" The Hokage requested, picking up his pen.

"Well, I have a quick question," Naruto confessed, scratching the back of his head.

"Go on," the Hokage encouraged.

"Well, you see, my chakra reserves are simply too big to be able to do the normal clone jutsu. I request that I be able to do the Shadow Clone Jutsu," Naruto explained, a small blush gracing his cheeks, but hidden my his mask.

"You can do the Shadow Clone?! Of course you can do that one. It's still a clone jutsu." The Hokage exclaimed, surprised.

Naruto nodded, and brought his hands together in the ram seal. He focused a bit of chakra towards his connected hands, being careful to not go overboard with it.

Suddenly, there was several pops and five more Naruto's joined the first one. One was sitting on the floor, head tilted back, and reading a book. Another was standing beside Naruto, and copying everything he was doing. The third was sleeping on the floor, small snores coming from his mouth. The last two were standing next to one another and playing some sort of hand game.

"Well done, Naruto!" Iruka congratulated, as he and the other judges scribbled on their papers.

"Next, Naruto-kun, could you do a substitution jutsu with something in the room?" The Hokage questioned.

"Hai," Naruto responded, searching the room for something he could switch places with. Finally, his gaze settled on someone, and with a grin, he switched places with Mizuki.

Mizuki fell on the floor, shock evident on his face. Naruto was sitting in his judges chair, and looking over the grades that Mizuki gave him, and looking at the grades the people around Mizuki gave him.

"Ne, Mizuki-sensei, are you trying to fail me?" Naruto questioned, his face blank. "The others gave me good grades and said 'Pass' but all of yours says 'Fail'. Do you hold something against me, Mizuki-sensei?"

Mizuki was sweating, the beads falling onto his chunin vest and soaking through the material. Then, without replying to Naruto, he switched places with the small boy, ignoring the looks of suspicion the others were now giving him.

Naruto stared at the man for a while before turning away with a small sigh. "And what should I do now, Hokage-sama?"

"Ah, yes, just this last one. Please do a henge."

Naruto nodded and brought his hands up. Flashing through the seals, Naruto henged into the Fourth Hokage. The similarities between the two blondes was striking, it barely looked like Naruto had changed, except he grew and his attire changed.

"W-Well done, Naruto," the Hokage stammered. "You pass. Collect your headband from over there." The old Hokage pointed to a table that had a array of headbands, all dark blue.

"To change the color, you focus a little bit of chakra into the back of the headband before you put it on," Iruka explained, coming up behind Naruto who was heading to the table.

"Alright."

Naruto picked up one of the headbands. He placed his hand on the back of the headband and paused. After a bit of thought, he changed the color to black. When he moved the cloth, it shimmered a dark red. Then, Naruto turned his back to everyone, and removed the white cloth that covered his eye. With quick movements, he replaced it with his headband, and turned back to the judges.

"Arigato, sensei's," he murmured with a bow. He turned on his heal and left the room.

A/N So how'd you enjoy it? Captivated yet? xD BUT REVIEW ANYWAY! PLEASE REVIEW! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE REVIEWSSS!... favorites and follows are also very much appreciated. Ah, my mom was just talking about how I don't use my pinky finger when I type... Self-conscious much? ANYWAY! I was gone for so long because I went to camp for five weeks, then I moved continents. Stressful... Anyway, my computer was lost and my iPad stolen, so I have a lack of a way to write. Currently using my mom's laptop until I get enough money to buy a new one. Updates will still happen, though. But they might be late every once in a while, and knowing me, make that 'while' a lot. Thanks for reading and spending precious time reviewing (I hope!)

Oh and I couldn't find the actual seal for the Shadow Clones, could I be informed if I was correct or not? Thanks...

~firefox26 over and out