Naruto didn't really like the Academy. It was boring, it didn't really have much of a curriculum, and it was again just plain boring.

She'd much prefer learning about history the way it actually happened. Being at the time of history happening... Now, that would be cool.

She flicked through her textbook randomly. She could read important names. Kura-kun helped her do that.

Unknown to her, though, that a design painted on her wall was actually a seal. This seal had been washed off upon someone vandalizing it, but this seal was important in the way that it was a remnant of the past. Uzumakis went to visit the mistakes of the past using that seal, trying to find a way to recreate the future so it could be better. It could also give the user the abilities of the one seen in the past, though most didn't use it.

That was pretty much useless now. Or it should have been, with most of the Uzumakis deceased and gone.

Though it had been washed off, since many had lived in the apartment that Naruto did, it was a source that could be used however many times that it was needed.

Naruto spoke the first name out loud that pretty much screwed up what was going to be expected of her.

"Uzumaki Mito."

A spell of dizziness struck her.

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When Naruto opened her eyes, she was startled to see that everything around her was different. Everything was older.

And she was a redhead. This woman put her hair up, and Naruto was surprised to see how old she was.

And how are you today, Kyuubi?

Worthless ningen, I'll rip you to pieces for this indignity!

Mito sighed. Naruto knew it was Mito. She knew. There couldn't be anyone else.

I shall take that as you saying you're fine. Mito moved around in her room, dressing in clothes and moving to a sealing book and refreshing her memory.

Naruto was surprised to find that she could read the descriptions of the seals perfectly fine. She read them over and over, committing them to her memory. She may have been stuck in Lady Mito's mind for now, but there was no reason to not learn something that was the Uzumaki legacy.

Lady Mito, she knew, was far older than the Shodai at this point in time, and the Shodai was long dead, as was Tobirama (possibly) and Madara.

Perhaps she would be able to see Sandaime-jiji in his youth!

Mito did her daily activities, smiling and pretending everything was all right in her world. Greeting a fellow Uzumaki -Uzumaki Kushina - and a young blonde near her - Namikaze Minato - and a few others here and there. Kids, adults... Lady Mito was revered. Mito even had grandchild, Tsunade, who she visited, but who looked sad. Too sad.

And yet.

Naruto, in all her childish curiosity, wondered why Mito wasn't being hated for holding the Kyuubi.

Her question was soon answered.

"I think we should do it tonight, Saru-kun," the elderly Mito said to her brother-in-law's pupil, the Sandaime Hokage.

"Should we tell Kushina?"

"She is the only other one we could tell, as she is the only one who knows, Saru."

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Naruto could feel the pain of having the Kyuubi extracted. By the kamis, it hurt. The child was pulled out after it, after Mito was dead, and was back in her kitchen, sobbing and trying not to scream. It was terrifying, having the Kyuubi taken out. He'd been blinded by rage and anger and hadn't realized until he'd been put into Kushina that it had actually happened.

But Naruto sucked it up and wrote down the things she'd seen in a small book she'd been saving to write her great shinobi adventures in. Her Sexy no Jutsu was, of course, incomplete, so she moved her newfound knowledge to several blank pages after the current end of the jutsu. The small journal could have additional pages added to it later, but Naruto first had to master her Oiroke no Jutsu for it to be mildly effective.

Naruto finished with the extraction and found the simplest place no elite jounin or ANBU would think to look for things important. Under her pillow.

After all, what kind of genin had life-changing experiences so early?