SO! I DECIDED TO CHANGE MY NAME START ANEW! My old account (Akumu no Tenshi) is still up, but you won't find anything, trust me. ANYWAY! ON WITH THE REWRITE!
WARNING(S): Mentions (implied) of rape/molestation, neglect, yaoi (highly likely, but really platonic for most of the story), and others. If sensitive to any of the previously stated items please refrain from reading. You have been warned.
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It was early Tuesday morning when one Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze awoke from his nightmare. His eyes glazed over in terror as he sat up in his bed, sweating. The eight-year-old redhead looked over at the clock as he hung his head low when he heard the squeak of the door opening. He didn't bother to look up as he knew his older brother was in the room. Tears filled his oceanic blue eyes./p

It was time.

"Naru-chan," Asa said in a low, quiet tone. His hair a blonde color to match their father's as well as his eyes. Naruto almost found the words comforting, as if his brother had come to make the demons of night. The redhead had to remind himself that his elder brother was Satan himself. Asa used his strong hand to grip his younger brother's chin, smiling. "Hey, you can at least look at me, little brother." The blonde pouted in disappointment.

Naruto blocked out the entire world. The eight-year-old was used to this by now. He wasn't afraid. He wasn't happy. He was fine.
He knew tonight would be the night that Kurama would erase his memories of all the past nights. It was something the sealed demon did for him. He didn't want to remember his pain and suffering. It had been two weeks since the last time Kyuubi had erased his memories and he was on edge. The morning breakfast would be just like the rest. His family would just excuse the bruises on his hips and chest for falling down the stairs. That's what they thought the thumping and screaming was, falling down the stairs of their home. These days they dismissed him from dinner. His name was rarely spoken as he chose to be away from the house as long as possible, not that they noticed.

The eight-year-old boy lied there as he took the abuse without a word. He would not scream. He would not cry. He would not speak. He couldn't do anything without the elder brother's permission. The redhead wasn't sure if he was happy about that or not. It would not have made a difference. No one would care. He'd stay in the barren wasteland that had become his life. For how long, he had no idea.

He could faintly hear the grunts and moans from his older brother, but he felt as though he was drowning on the nothingness he had become. It was at a young age he realized that no one would come to save him.

Not now. Not ever.

The redhead couldn't remember when his elder brother left. Though he knew soon it wouldn't matter. He closed his cerulean eyes only to appear in the sewer that caged the beast inside of him.

The small child felt bad for the fox demon and vice versa. Naruto wished he could help the poor demon get out of the caged sewer. He couldn't help the way his mind looked as much as he wanted to. Kyuubi was a caged animal as was Naruto.

Another thing that upset him was that Kurama blamed himself for what was happening to the redhead. It wasn't his fault. The villagers had not treated the young boy with much respect regardless of the position his careless father held. Everyday felt like a year of torture and abuse. They treated him like trash, because they thought he was Kurama. The fox demon deserved so much more respect than given. They should have feared him. Yet, they treat him as though he was less than the scum that had become of the village he at one point in time thought was beautiful.

"Kurama-chan," he whispered. He glanced at the fox with pleading eyes. "Please," he asked, his voice pleading with the fox to make all of the bad memories go away.

The fox was now in human form and he let the small fragile boy slip through the cage. His pitying gaze went unseen by the redhaired boy as his spiky hair covered his once bright blue eyes. Tears rolled down the slightly paler face. Kyuubi never noticed how thin the boy was before now and knew he had to heal him. The kid already knew of the consequences of having his memories suppressed.

Kurama set the boy down in his lap, a small, sad smile grew on his face. He covered the redhead's eyes with his hand. "Don't think, Naruto."

"H-Hai."

Naruto awoke the next morning with a stoic expression on his childish face that seemed to have aged him many more years than those that had been granted. He swung his feet to the side of the bed, allowing his dainty feet to touch the cold floor. He slipped on his slippers that lay just before he opened the door to enter the hallway. One would say that their house was larger than most, a mansion may even be the word.
"Happy birthday, kit," Kyuubi said with a small smile.

Naruto's face brightened and he smiled to himself. "Thank you, Kura-chan," he thought.

He quickly took a short bath before putting on his Saturday clothes. This consisted of a black shirt with his clan's crest and a pair of black cargo shorts. He slipped on a blue sweatshirt over his spiky red hair. Naruto decided he'd go to the Uchiha district for the day. His brother, a chuunin, was to go on a long-term mission that day. Thus, the redhead decided to walk down the hallway instead of going out the window. He didn't feel like being scolded by his emfamily /emif he could call them such.

As he neared the kitchen he heard laughter and giggling. He groaned as he walked through the opening that led him to the cooking area. Naruto then proceeded fix his own breakfast, seeing as his mother hasn't fixed enough for him.

"Naru-Nii!" he heard.

He looked behind him to find his two younger sisters. Mika was a small six-year-old with long orangish hair cascading to her mid back and green piercing eyes. They assumed she had gotten her eyes from Kushina considering she looked exactly like her minus her hair. Then there was Naruto's twin Katsumi. The two had similar faces, but like Mika he eyes were green with short blonde hair. Katsumi decided she 'fool' everyone to think she was a boy. It was easy to tell the two apart, minus their gender./p

His younger sisters gave him attention, but not enough to fill the void of his blind parents. He smiled down at his siblings and rubbed their heads lovingly. They giggled.

"Happy birthday, Naru-chan!" Katsumi said with a wink.

"Yeah!" Mika exclaimed. A big smile displayed proudly on her childish face.

Minato and Kushina watched from the table, their emotionless eyes boring into their son. They watched as what they had once thought was their little boy laugh at the two younger girls they cherished. The tall blonde man walked over to the three and Asa only smirked at his younger brother once he turned his way. The redhead smiled back. "Asa-Nii!" he exclaimed.

Said teen smiled at his younger brother. "Happy birthday, Naru-chan, 'Tsumi-chan," he said softly.

When Naruto's father came close, the young boy only stared up at him and vice versa. Naruto knew he was in for an earful when he got home. Minato was about to scold the boy, but Kushina stepped in. "Kids, its time to say goodbye to your older brother, he'll be gone for a while," she said with a soft, sweet smile. The three children said their goodbyes to their eldest brother.

It was then Katsumi spoke up. "Mom, we're going to Hinata's!" she exclaimed as she gestured to her younger sister.

Naruto then remembered where he was going. "Hey, I'm going over to Sasuke's," he said, looking up at his parents, "I may not come home tonight."

Minato only glared down at his youngest son, the readhead not even flinching at the intensity. He was used to the cold glare he often received when he spoke. He could only speak when spoken to. It was a rule that didn't need to be established. The blonde man leaned down and made direct eye contact with the redhead. "They are coming home tonight," he started with a bright smile, "you are to escort them home. If either of them gets hurt, if one hair is out of place, you will be severely punished, boy," he whispered harshly.
"Understood. However, I will be spending the night in the Uchiha District."

"If I hear one complaint…"

"I got it. We'll be leaving now," he stated seriously.

With that Naruto's father turned away from him, but his blue eyes never left the strong back. His mother's hazel eyes were in an angry gaze that rested upon him. The redheaded boy flinched internally.

'She has those damned eyes.'

"C-Come on, Katsumi, Mika. I'll go drop you off at the Hyuuga's, okay?"

The three children left their home, smiles on their faces and not a care in the world. Naruto had fooled his sisters and walked behind the two. He had always done this. The redhead wanted his two sisters to see the good in the world. However, what he hoped they would never realize, was that in his eyes, they were the only good. The two sisters talked to one another, their excitement rising to new levels at visiting their friends. Naruto's smile gracing his face as he looked on at them from behind. The young boy decided to forget the glares and the rocks thrown his way, the whispers he would later hear in his head. The memories he would only lock away when he couldn't bare the pain anymore.

His oceanic eyes suddenly darkened when they had reached their destination. "We're here!" Katsumi exclaimed. The two sisters turned to their elder brother and hugged him. "See you later, Nii-san," she said for both of them.

Naruto looked at a blushing Hinata that had greeted them at the door along with Hanabi and their father. Hiashi looked down at the boy, without anger, without hatred. The redhead only smiled. "I guess I'll be going now. I'll be back later to pick the two of you up. Please refrain from causing any trouble," he sighed.

"Bye."

"Naruto left his sisters in the hands of the Hyuuga and walked out of the area. The Uchiha District was across town, and so the young boy began to tread through the streets that had been cleared for him to walk through. He learned at an earlier age to not make eye contact, especially with the adults./p

"His pace quickened once he had neared his destination, his breath running ragged. He needed to get away from voices, the fear, the emeyes/em./p

"Oh how he hated those accursed eyes.

"The redhead bumped into someone. Without hesitation, apologies started spewing from his mouth as he kept his head down, praying someone would be kind enough to excuse his ignorance.

"Naruto?" he heard.

Said boy looked up and smiled. He had found his savior.

Itachi looked down at the boy with concern in his onyx eyes. He leaned down to eye level. "I was wondering where you had gone off to. You were taking an awful long time to get here."

Naruto blushed a little, a pink tint coming to his cheeks, "S-Sorry, I had to drop off my sisters."

Itachi only smiled down at him, "Come on, let's go. I'm headed home anyway," he said.

Naruto only nodded. He felt as though the teen was lying to him. He was going in the other direction when they had bumped into one another. He dismissed it as the two walked. The young Uzumaki began to notice how people were turning away. He was used to killer intent, but he didn't realize it was coming emfrom right beside him/em. He simply sighed. He hated being a burden.

"Itachi-Nii," Naruto began, "don't have to do this, I'm fine," he mumbled.

"I don't care. We're going home," the teen replied.

Finally, the two walked into the district, relief flooding him. A small smile appeared as he was greeted by a few people, his only reaction being a small, polite nod. It was enough for them. Naruto and Itachi walked through the streets until they reached their home.

"Okaa-san? Outoto? Naruto's here," the raven called into their home. Naruto only stood in the doorway, his shoes by the door.

The raven's mother walked into the kitchen, her eyes resting upon the two boys. "Oh! Itachi, Naruto-chan, you're here," she said, a smile gracing her porcelain face. "Sasuke!" she yelled.

A small boy around Naruto's age had ran into the kitchen. His hair had a midnight blue tint like his mother's with onyx eyes and pale skin, his bangs framed his childish face. "Naruto! Aniki!" he exclaimed. "Happy birthday, Naruto."

Mikoto looked down at the boy with shock on her face, her onyx orbs on the redhead in front of her. Then she burst. "Why didn't you tell me?" she exclaimed. "We have to find you a kimono, we're going out to the festival tonight!"

"I-I've never been to the festival, Mikoto-san," he mumbled.

Sasuke stepped in, "You've never been to the festival?" he asked in disbelief. Its your birthday! We should go! Come on! We have to go to the market!"

Naruto blushed, he knew going would only cause harm, and not only to him. "N-No really, I don't want to. Besides, I have to pick up my sisters and take them home…"

"Just pick them up a little later," Sasuke said.

"I can't, I have to-!"/p

"You're going, Naruto."

They all turned to the deep voice in surprise. They all found a tall man with black hair and a farmer's tan. Mikoto smiled up at her husband. "Fugaku," she mumbled.

"I'll be home later to depart with you all. I'll be taking my leave now," he said before he exited the door, saying his goodbyes.

Sasuke only smiled as Naruto paled. "Come on!"
The four of them left the house and went into the shopping district of Konohagakure. Mikoto had a friend working in the shop they were headed to and once inside the gloves were off. "Mikoto! What can I help you with today?" a brunette woman walked over to them.

"I need you to fix Naruto here up, Kaana. You can do it, right?"

"Of course!"

Hours later you could find Sasuke's head resting on his brother's shoulder as the two boys slept. Mikoto was emstill/em picking things for the red-haired boy to wear. It was only 5:16, and they would leave for the festival in less than an hour. The sun had begun to set.

"Done!"

The two boys shot up in confusion, shock evident on their faces as they watched the small boy walk into the clothing area where you could find several mirrors. The Uchiha brothers were already dressed in their kimonos. Itachi wore a simple black kimono with the Uchiha fan on the back along with a white under layer with red swirls going along the rim. Sasuke's was similar. His was a deep red color with black swirls similar to fire and a black tie around his waist and a white under layer along with the Uchiha crest.

Naruto walked out. The redhead's kimono was black with blue swirls that was identical to Sasuke's minus the colors, and he held his own family crest.

Mikoto squealed at the three boys as they all sweatdropped at the woman's antics. She had her hair pinned up in a loose bun on the side of her head with a clip to hold it up. The raven-haired woman's kimono was a deep purple color with a white and pink layer underneath. The purple held a floral design that held cherry blossoms on it. In short the four of them were ready to leave (much to the boys' enjoyment).

"Th-Thank you for the new kimono, Mikoto-san," Naruto said as he blushed, a smile adorning his childish face. He wasn't used to such acts of kindness and it felt good.

"You're too formal, Naruto-chan."

"The four of them walked out of the store, their old clothes in bags. They walked through the streets and noticed the lanterns that lit up the night sky. The two youngest of the group gazed up in amazement, the light entering their eyes, making them glow, a fire burning bright within them.

"Well, it looks like everyone's here."

"They all turned around to find Fugaku in his own festive clothing, a smirk on his face.

Mikoto looked towards the other boys, Itachi in particular. "I'm entrusting you to keep these two out of trouble, alright?" she asked, a stern, but loving tone in her voice.

"Hn."

With that the five of them departed, the three boys going to find a few games to play. Itachi had won both of them a toy, in which they held close to themselves. Sasuke held the large wolf plushie in his arms, and Naruto seemed to have become quite attached the orange fox. Naruto and Sasuke were on either side of Itachi, holding the teen's hands as they traveled through crowded street. Not many people noticed the emdemon brat/em as they had called him considering the plushie covered the redhead's face. Anyone that managed to catch a glimpse of the birthday boy glared at or spewed obscenities at him and then scurried away by the two glares they had received. Even at that young of an age of nine, the Uchiha had a terrifying glare that only grew more fearsome over the years. It was truly a delicacy to behold with one's own eyes.

"The two parents had caught up to the three and now began to ravel as a group.

The redhead then remembered something vital to his life when he saw his two sisters. The two must have gone back home with Hiashi to wear their own traditional wear. It turned to the watch he had slipped on his wrist and noticed the time.

"I have to take Katsumi and Mika home now," he said.

"Do you need someone to escort you, Naruto-chan?" Mikoto asked. She knew it could get dangerous at this time of night, especially for the redhead before him.

"No, I'll be fine, I just have to leave now. Here," he handed Sasuke the plush fox. "Keep that for me until I come back!"

With that, the boy ran down the street to his two younger sisters. He found Hiashi walking behind him as he had done, to protect them from anything. "Mika! Katsumi!"

The two girls turned around along with Hinata and Hanabi. They both smiled at their elder brother. "Aw, is it time to go already?"

"Yeah, I have to take you two home. Goodnight, Hiashi-sama, Hanabi-sama, Hinata-sama," he said as he bowed.

The redhead then ran with his sisters' hands in his. Once out of the area, they walked to their expected home. Knocking on the door, the three of them waited. Minato then opened the door and smiled down at his girls. "Did you two have fun at the festival?" he asked.

"Yeah, it was amazing! All the pretty lights, papa," Mika said. The two girls then went into a rant about the festival as they walked inside the house.

Minato looked back at them as he saw his wife greet them from the table where a fully prepared dinner for four. "You returned them home safely."

"I did."

The door was then slammed in his face. The redhead only turned away and began to walk back the festival. It wasn't until he turned around that he noticed how truly dark the world was at night. In the distance he could see the lanterns illuminating the night sky, like a fire blowing over a small city.

"Why am I always the one left alone in the dark?' he asked himself.

He walked down the street at a slow pace, until he was grabbed from behind. "What-?"

"Hey, its the demon brat!" drawled a voice, obviously drunk./p

"What do ya think you're doin', ya monster? Coming around these parts, ruinin' our fest'val?"

Naruto knew this wasn't going to end well.

"Let's have a little fun," he heard another voice.

The redhead was then dragged into the closest nearby ally. When he resisted he would only get beaten, punched, kicked, stabbed even. His clothes were torn off and he whimpered and the cold night air. He was exposed for all of them to see. He was naked before the world, and he knew they would show no mercy. But, the only things he would remember were the headbands of the shinobi.

He screamed when they violated his small body. Tears streaming down his face, bloodied and bruised like the rest of his body. They took turns using the boy for their own pleasures, his screams falling on deaf ears. "Please, stop! It hurts! Stop!"

When the men were through with him, they simply threw Naruto away as another useless piece of scrap to be recycled. His eyes had dulled. That was how Sasuke and Itachi found him.

"Naruto never truly came back.

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