Undettered
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of it's characters...
Author's Note: I am making Haku a girl in this story, because no matter how many times Haku says shes a boy I won't believe it until I see one of two things; either an adam's apple or some balls (or bulge in his pants) And I have yet to see either so there. Also I am making no pairings in this. I mean come on, thier fucking twelve to fifteen, what do they know about love? I will however have the guys and girls develop small crushes on one another to make it more believable. Also, Naruto is strong, but even he has his limits. If he falls off a tree or cliff he will break a bone like everyone else.
"Yondaime-sama! We have reached news that the nine-tails is heading towards the village!" exclaimed a young chuunin.
"Damn't I haven't even found a proper body to attach the damn fox into." A medic-nin ruched into the office.
"Hokage-sama, your wife is running some difficulty. From the stress she could die and the child may not be able to survive the birth either."
"Shit. Okay I have an idea..you two... Get hold of Jiraiya and Tsunade I need them. Tell Tsunade that she is needed at the hospital rather than in the field and tell Jiraiya to assist me."
"Hai."
"For fucks sake, what the hell did my family do to deserve this..."
"Let's see where was I, Shiki Fuujin... I need to somehow figure out a way for me to seal the Kyubi away. I know that I can't rely on the shinigami, his power still has it's limits unlike that beast. Now I guess I have to start from scratch and I better hurry the damn thing will be here in a few hours." Arashi was reaching for a book on the top shelf when he suddenly fell and a book fell onto his face.
"Some hokage I am... what the hell? What's this book, hmmm power...of human...sacrifice... what? I don't get it, who would use a person as a sacrifice? A jinchuuriki... or power of human sacrifice is a human container that usually binds a tailed beast's soul and power into the human. Most sacrifices are usually newborns...What kind of idiot would do that to a child... Thier are many ways to seal a beast into a human, but most of them require a human newborn to be the container due to the fact that no chakra coils have been formed. If it were to be performed on an adult, said person would instantly die and let the beast escape after the beast ruptures the insides. No newborn sacrifices have ever died during the sealing process... Oh thank god I think I found a way to stop this asshole."
Jiraiya had walked into the hokage tower and found Arashi standing right next to his desk with hundreds of scattered paper. Arashi was writing with new vigor and didn't notice the man that just walked into his office.
"Arashi? What do you need me for?"
"Chikan-Kyoyou, I need you to help me prepare these seals. As far as I remember you and the old man both studied this technique, but I want you to help me modify it. I am going to turn my son into a hero."
"Do you ever listen to yourself. Your son might be dead from the birth, how is having him here with you going to... oh don't tell me. You cannot force your child to do this. Have you even thought of the consequences?"
"What? I'm only going to turn my son into hero of this village by sealing the Kyuubi in him."
"Where is it?"
"What?"
"You must be smoking something."
"Chika..."
"STOP CALLING ME THAT. Have you ever thought that maybe your son might be hated by the damn villagers?"
"Awww stop being silly. How can they do that if the only thing keeping the fox from destroying them is him."
'Optimitstic as always.' Jiraiya shook his head.
"People are narrowminded no matter what. The minute they lose something or someone they take it out on another... If you live I want you to remember that."
It was days after the attack by the Kyuubi that the Yondaime had sacrificed his soul to the shinigami to seal the Kyuubi into a child who had just been born and had his umbilical bord freshly cut. The council and the Third had spent many hours in the council chambers debating on what to do with the 'Demon Child'. The Third had been dissappointed at the reactions of the clan heads that were screaming out to kill the child. The poor boy hadn't been born for more than a few days and yet he may die for something he has absolutely no control over. He argued to have the boy live even if the boy would be unhappy for most of his life.
" The boy deserves to live, Arashi would have wanted that. I mean for kami's sake he's only a few days old, can't we I don't no train him to be a Konoha shinobi?" Asked the aged ninja.
"Hmmmm,I suppose we can reach a comprimise," said Homura, Sarutobi's old teammate.
"Absolutely not, that...that thing might decide to destroy the village as soon as we teach him the way of the shinobi," exclaimed Hyuuga Hiashi.
"The boy needs to be put down." said the head of the Inuzuka clan Tsume.
"I think it would be too troublesome to do that just to save face." said the ever so lazy Shikato Nara.
"What are you getting at Nara?" said Tsume gritting her teeth.
"Who are you really mad at? Him or the fox? If I remember correctly thier have been numerous so-called 'demon children' for centuries and many of them have made very powerful and loyal shinobi."
"I also heard that some of them are mass murderers."
"Are you sure about that Kakashi-san? Are you sure that your not mad just because your sensei's soul was sacrificed." The two started a glaring contest.
"I know that just because the fox could die if we kill the child, that doesn't mean that it wouldn't be released either."
"What do you mean Shikato-san?" asked his long-time friend, Chouza Akimichi.
"I mean that it is a possibility that the fox may be able to break the seal and escape if the boy dies." Everyone in the room stayed silent and tried to conteplate there course of action.
"I have a suggestion," said a elder council member that had been patiently biding his time.
Six years later...
A young blonde boy was sitting clutching onto his knees while meditating. The child was residing in a large, dark, dank cell located many floors below the hokage tower isolated. He was currently speaking to his 'tenant' who he been in contact with ever since he started his training at the age of four. He would even continue to train even after his scheduled eight hour training session. It was true that he couldn't perform jutsus in his cell, but the boy would conjure up some of his kage bunshins and meditate while they were to practice the seals to each jutsu he knows until they were fast enough that the sharingan would have difficulty imitating. It wouldn't be until years later that the boy had begun to meditate upside down on the ceiling to maintain his perfect chakra control. In all honesty the child was devoid of everything, hope, emotions, even his spirit was belittled whenever they brought in that sadist of a torturer (Note: It is not Ibiki okay).
After years of mental stress, the child started to have delusions and would rant incoherently to lull himself to sleep. He was not stable anymore. It was then that the Sandaime would try to sneak in a few treats, maybe provide a few candles and a pillow for the clunk of wood called a 'mattress'. Unfortunately, that would be all he could do for now as he would have to sit by and watch this boy be desecrated and detroyed, not physically of course.
The boy had soon taken an interest in seals when he saw his jailor appear with one on her neck. After many weeks the boy would soon create his first seal, which was very sloppy but a good start. He had started with small stuff like sealing items into whatever he could find and using his blood as ink. The Third later on that day would be allowed to visit the young child prodigy and see his seals that amazed him. The seals didn't really amze him, because they were very poorly made, but to have a child with six years of age do it was spectacular.
The old man smiled and whispered 'You,Naruto Uzamaki, will make a fine shinobi one day and I would be honored to have you in the ninja ranks.'
Ten years later...
The council had all gathered with a few Anbu to be safe, to finally release the boy. When they opened his cell they were frightened that he might attack, but when the Anbu dragged him out he looked like he had already died on the inside from the look in his dulled azure eyes. The Anbu said that the child put no effort into engaging combat. The council saw what they had 'created' and felt some guilt, but was quickly washed away when they remembered he harbored the most dangerous demon in known, but they did fell some remorse so they let him pick out an outfit for him to wear at the academy. Naruto chose some black baggy shorts that reached his shins, a black shirt, a black trenchcoat with the kanji for 'hollow' and 'inside' that came with a hood, plus a mask that reached slightly below the bridge of his nose. Naruto would soon be entering the academy even if he was 'two years behind the class'
'Man, I don't know what hokage-sama is enrolling this new kid...Uzamaki...Naruto? I mean due to the stuff that he missed at the start of the academy, means that he'll remain the dead-last even if he does pass.' thought a man with a scar running across his nose.
'Oh well might as well start getting ready class is in an hour and if I know anything then I should be there in, maybe thirty minutes to break a fight with the fan girls...so troublesome these kids.'
Naruto had been allowed two hours to explore the village and he was mapping out the whole place in his mind, but remembered that he had to be at the academy in an hour, but then he thought that maybe he could switch places and put a clone in his spot and explore the rest of the village in the meantime, but then he reconsidered, because if he got caught he would not know the repercussions of his actions since he would most likely be sent back into that hellhole of a cell. He really didn't want that and thought that he should check out his apartment before class.
Naruto had checked out his new accomodations and decided since he had a maybe twenty minutes he could possibly try one jutsu in the training fields, but his 'tenant' was against the idea saying that he should keep a low profile like the council told him to or they may try to kill him for fear that he may pose a threat. Naruto sighed and used his variation of the shunshin no jutsu to get to class knowing full well that he might already be late.
The class was seated and Umino Iruka, the academy teacher, was taking roll. "Uchiha Sasuke"
"hai"
"Oh and I almost forgot...Class we have a new student and his name is Uzamaki Naruto, now Naruto are you here?...Naruto?" The young chuunin was starting to get a little agitated when suddenly a swirl of chakra appeared in an empty desk and a boy who seemed slightly older than the class appeared.
"Excuse me young man, but you seem lost, this isn't the class that's graduating this year." Naruto seemed slightly confused at this.
"Well isn't this room 203 and are you Umino...Iruka?"
"Yes that would be me, but what business would you have here, I mean you look old enough to be thirteen."
" Actually I'm nine, but I'm turning ten in a little bit Iruka-sensei."
" Are you Uzumaki Naruto?"
"Hai" Replied the masked child in a monotone voice.
Author's corner: How often will I update?Maybe once a week, MAYBE. I have a life too. Will thier ever be a pairing?When they are at least sixteen.
The story will feature more on Naruto's time in that fucking hellhole of a cell of his, because as the story progresses the Naruto will constantly be bringing up memories of his torture not because of a dream, but beacuse he went almost insane in that hellhole and almost became like Gaara.
Yes there is some bashing later in the story, but I'm not so biased as to totally bash on certain characters, I'm just going to bash on them to add some humor, but I refuse to belittle any of thier abilities.
Next chapter? Yeah its' worth the wait. NOW QUIT FUCKIN BOTHERIN ME. laterz