I know I probably shouldn't be starting a new fic when about half of the one's I've started are unfinished but hey, when an idea strikes I like to put it up. That way it joins the plot pool so even if I don't finish it or even while I'm still writing it someone will take the basic framework of the plot and write their own adaptation. :D

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Naruto, the number one unpredictable ninja and self-proclaimed future Hokage of the leaf ninja village Konohakagure was currently slumbering rather peacefully against a tree on the outskirts of one of Konoha's many training grounds.

"Naruto," a voice called out.

The blonde slumbered on completely unaware of the approaching figure.

"Naruto," the voice called again, closer now.

This time the blonde stirred, his closed eyelids flickering slightly as if to symbolise some internal struggle with consciousness.

"Naruto!"

A shadow fell over Naruto's face as the figure leaned over him.

Naruto's eyelids flickered one last time before opening slowly. His bright blue eyes blinked in confusion as his half-asleep mind tried to process the figure standing over him. Lit from behind the figure's face was cast in shadow, his long dark hair was tied at the base of his neck. At first Naruto thought it might be Sasuke, the dark hair and pale skin being two of the features he most remembered about his ex-team-mate. But Sasuke didn't wear his hair long, and then it dawned on Naruto exactly who it was.

A man Naruto had met twice before, one in the flesh and the other time had been a clone.

Itachi Uchiha.

Naruto's hand dived for the pouch at his thigh and in the next instant three kunai were flying towards Itachi and Naruto was crouched ready to spring. Itachi jumped back deflecting all three kunai with one of his own. Itachi's dark swirled red, his eyes now able to detect and copy exactly the slightest movement.

Itachi threw his kunai at Naruto. The blonde dodged to the side as the kunai embedded itself in the tree behind with a loud thunk.

"Fire style; grand fireball no jutsu." Itachi formed the hand signs in the blink of eye and exhaled a huge ball of fire in Naruto's directed. The smaller ninja gave a cry of dismay as he and the tree were engulfed in flames. A loud popping sound was heard as the clone disappeared.

"What the-" Itachi murmured to himself but didn't have time to contemplate further as a loud cry of "Rasengan!" came from behind him. Itachi spun around the meet the swirling ball of vicious chakra head on and vanished with a pop when it made contact. Naruto cast about wildly and spotted Itachi at the last minute as the elder Uchiha planted an elbow into the back of his neck. His vision swam and he fell into blackness.

Itachi stood standing over the unconscious form of the boy in wonder. When had he learned the shadow clone jutsu? And more importantly…when had the Hokage taught him the rasengan?

Tsunade paused mid-yell when she noticed the person striding up the corridor. Tsunade turned to face him, "Hokage-sama," she greeted with a slight bow.

"Thank-you Tsunade-san, what's my son done now?" Minato asked.

"It's not what he'd done per say, Ibiki has seen fit to have him locked up in the interrogation chamber for the past hour and won't tell me why!" Tsunade fumed.

"I thought it best to wait for your arrival Hokage-sama," Ibiki intoned, "as it pertains to your son."

"What happened?" Minato asked his brow furrowing in confusion.

"I believe your son has been replaced by an impostor," Itachi said, "he attacked me."

"I heard you left him to pay at a ramen stand, I'm not surprised," Minato grinned at Itachi.

"No, he really attacked me, he tried to kill using an a-class technique," Itachi explained dead-panned.

"What technique?" Minato asked confused, "he doesn't know any a-rank techniques, he's only been a chunin for a month, what have you been teaching him?"

"I should be asked you that sir. The technique he used was a rasengan trained to the third level."

Minato reeled, "What? That can't be right; you must have mistaken it for a different technique."

Itachi was less than amused, having the sharingan he'd been able to memorise dozens of techniques. To be accused of confusing one technique with another was bordering on an insult. "Sir, if I didn't have my sharingan I would have been torn to pieces, and I've seen your rasengan, it was the same," Itachi replied.

Minato's eyes widened, "I want to see him."

"I don't think that's wise sir," Ibiki cautioned, "he may be…"

Minato cut him off, "You will do as you're ordered!" The normally cheerful face of the fourth was cold and sharp, every inch the leader that the village looked up to.

"Yes sir," Ibiki bowed and opened the door to the chamber where Naruto was being held.

Minato walked in to see the form a blonde boy the spitting image of his son tied down to a chair and his blue eyes glazed over as if he was in a trance. The room itself was small, the only furniture being the chair that the boy was strapped to. Paper seals decorated the walls, the purposes many and all angled towards one goal, extracting information as efficiently as possible.

"What's the matter with him?" Minato asked turning to look at Ibiki over his shoulder.

"He's under genjutsu sir to keep him subdued, it also forbids him from saying anything but the truth," Ibiki explained.

"So if I ask him a question, he has to answer truthfully?" Minato asked and Ibiki nodded. "What have you asked him so far?"

"Nothing sir," Ibiki replied, "I thought it best to wait till you got here."

Minato nodded in understanding and took a few steps forward until he was standing in front of Naruto.

"Who are you?" Minato enunciated never breaking eye contact with the eyes that were so like his own and so like his sons.

"Naruto Uzumaki," Naruto replied dead-panned and expressionless.

Tsunade and Itachi had stepped into the room, Tsunade's eyes narrowed in confusion, "Uzumaki?" she repeated, "wasn't that Kushina's maiden name?"

"Odd," Minato said thoughtfully, "you'd think they'd at least get the name right," Minato turned back to Naruto. "Who sent you?"

"Sent me?" Naruto asked, "Where am I?"

"Fair question," Ibiki said from behind Itachi.

"You're currently being held in Konoha in the Land of the Fire, where are you from?"

"Konoha, in the Land of the Fire."

"That's what I just said, now where are you from?" Minato repeated his tone a little angry now.

"Konoha, in the Land of Fire date be yo."

"Why does he keep saying that?" Minato demanded, raking a hand through his bright yellow hair in frustration.

"I think that's his answer," Ibiki said, "he willingly lie under the genjutsu."

"But the genjutsu only allows him to say what he thinks is the truth," Tsunade said and Minato looked at her in confusion so she went on, "if he's been brainwashed into believing that he is Naruto from Konoha then that's what his answer will be."

Minato nodded, "Who are you working for?" he asked Naruto.

"I work for Tsunade-baa-chan," Naruto replied.

"WHAT DID HE CALL ME?!" Tsunade roared and made to punch to boy but Itachi held her back with a hand on her arm.

Minato sighed, "This clearly isn't working. Release the genjutsu Ibiki, maybe we'll get more out of him if he can lie."

"Yes sir," Ibiki nodded and performed the necessary hand-signs.

The light returned to Naruto's eyes and he shook his head as this would dislodge the cobwebs clouding his mind. He blinked and tried to pull his arms and legs free of their restraints with a grunt. Then he realised he wasn't alone. Naruto looked up to see three familiar faces and one he had only seen carved in stone.

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This was co-written with my boyfriend so if the writing style seems different...you know why. Enjoy people :D and wish me luck as I have a maths exam in a week and a half :D