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He had to get away.

That was all he thought about.

He had to get away from his home.

Uzumaki Naruto, age 16, container of the Kyuubi no Yoko, perfecter of the Rasengan, Master of the Toad Sage Arts, killer of Pain, the list could go on, was in a state of depression that those who knew him thought to have been impossible. Well, after all that's happened in the recent week would do that to you. (Allow me to reiterate for you)

The start of this depression began when he had learned of Ero… no, he just couldn't disrespect him like that anymore… when he learned of Jiraiya-sensei's death. That bit of news had hit him hard and in so, began Naruto's downward spiral. Sure, through the efforts of Nara Shikamaru he had been brought back to a certain level of stability, but in his heart, his sadness still reigned.

Next along the long line of blows was when he learned that while he was away training, his home village was being invaded by Akatsuki, a group out for his own head. Sure, the guilt didn't set in till everything was said and done, but it was still one of the majors.

Second largest in depression causing factors was when he had learned that Namikaze Minato, the Yondaime Hokage, the Ultimate Hero of Konoha, the one who had sealed the Kyuubi in him, and ironically his biggest idol, was his father. Now this would cause those with ideals that the truly good could do no wrong to think that Naruto, always the optimist in any situation, to be ecstatic about it. While others with more realistic knowledge of the human mind would think that it would put Naruto in an even more desolated state than the one that was caused by an event that had happened not even five minutes ago.

But more on that later.

If the two groups were walking down a road that symbolized what they thought would happen, the "good=perfect" group would take a wrong turn onto "FUCK NO" drive, while the "human-realism" group would take a wrong turn onto "Closest to right" avenue.

The correct emotion that was mixed in with his depression would cause others to fear that he would become a danger, whether to himself or others depends. What was the emotion?

Rage.

There were just too many links to this information for him NOT to be pissed about. First off, God knows how many people who were close to him knew about this bit of information AND NEVER TOLD HIM!!! Second, he dared to smile at him and talk with him like he was still his father when he gave that up the moment he chose the village over family. Lastly, and most insulting of all, HE WAS STOPPING HIM FROM GETTING HIS THRICE DAMNED REVENGE ON PAIN!!! If it wasn't for the fact that he had done as Naruto asked him to do before returning to the stomach of Death, Naruto would have obliterated the blonde Hokage, impossibilities and natural laws be damned.

And lastly…

Lastly…

Last of all the factors that had put him in the ultimate emotionally destroyed state he was in now, was the worst of all the hits that he had taken in such a short amount of time…

Was the death of Hyuuga Hinata… (I KNOW HOW THIS LOOKS BUT PLEASE LISTEN!!! NOT ALL THINGS ARE AS THEY SEEM!!!)

She, who he had labeled as weird because she acted so differently than the rest of the females he had met by not being loud, not chasing Sasuke, not hitting him when he was nearby, and was even concerned for him when he went out of character, stood up to an opponent that had turned Konoha into a crater single-handedly, and said with absolute conviction that she loved him.

When he saw Pain kill Hinata like he did, he reached a level of fury that no being, whether mortal, demonic, celestial (angels), or god, had ever reached. All beings in the Elemental world had fallen to the ground from the pressure of his rage. Universes that were countless distances away, or even in different dimensions altogether, stopped all activity in the wake of his anger, or were at least affected by it. Gods of all occupations and power paled from the feel of it. And in the epicenter of both the wave and the cause, even Kyuubi, if he had a body to do so, would be shitting himself from the fear… and that's just an understatement.

Eight tails. That was how high he had gotten to when Minato had stopped him.

Personally, he didn't care if the village was attacked by the fox again should he release the seal, just as long as Pain DIED!!! He could have pissed on Konoha's ashes happily for all he cared.

What he didn't know though, was the fact that Kyuubi would have gleefully stayed in his one bedroom, one pond (same room) cage for the rest of eternity because he felt that it was the only place in all of existence that Naruto would never enter, willingly or not.

So, with the need for revenge still in his very being, Naruto had the Fourth change the seal so that he could use up to eight tails whenever he willed it, not once needing to ask the fox for that much ever again.

Using this change, he decimated Pain's 6th body, before tracking down and annihilating the original body and Konan, leaving him where he was now, running from Konoha for the desolate corners of the planet only two days later.

He was passing a cave mouth on a mountain in Demon Country (don't give me crap about this, he's using the Kyuubi's energy to run so far) when he felt it. A sort of "chilling power" seemed to perveate the air around it. He probably would have passed it off as something weird in a sense that he's never felt something like this before, and continued on his destination-less journey, but something… something urged him to investigate further. (*Guilty*:D)

He entered the cave and walked the dark tunnel, the glow of his one tailed form guiding his footsteps.

It was like this until he came upon a cavern with a small hole to the outside letting light in. It was an average cavern with a dirt brown floor, light brown rock walls… and an unusually large dark blue boulder sitting in the middle of both the room and the beam of light.

Every sense in his body told him that this was the source of the chilling power, that he should run from it because if he didn't, terrible things would likely happen, but he ignored them, instead stepping closer to it. He kept getting closer and closer to it. Taking slow steps as if he feared that something bad would happen. But nothing did…

Until he tried to touch it with a still "cloaked" hand.

His cloak started to… flicker, if you would. The "power" seemed to grow in intensity as the stone began to lighten in color. His cloak suddenly began to be sucked into the rock as he looked on fearfully, backing up quickly. His back hit the wall, and so all he could do now was watch.

Watch as the stone continued to grow lighter in color.

Watch as the remaining Yokai energy was sucked into the stone.

Watch as the stone began to produce, believe it or not, cold fire!

Watch… as the room suddenly exploded into white.