Heh, just a random idea that was buzzing in my head for a while, hope you like it!!


Disclaimer-I don't freaking own Naruto!! Stop bugging meeeee!!

No one could have known that it would be like this, because who in their right minds would think that an entire mob would gather just to kill a little six-year-old kid? Well, these people were not in their right minds at all, and the kid was not an ordinary six-year-old by far. Due to unfortunate circumstances that were beyond him, he was the container for the most powerful of the biju, or the tailed beasts, the Kyuubi no Kitsune.

It had started out innocent enough for him, he was just walking home from finishing his first month at the ninja academy when he tripped, simple enough thing really, anyone could trip on that old run down road that he lived on. But unfortunately for him, he fell into a person who fell into another which lead to basically a stack of dominoes falling down. And when things happened because of him, people tended to get angry, very angry indeed.

"AAAHH!" the lady that lead the dominoes in their terrific and terrible fall, screamed, "That demon, he just tried to kill me!!"

This statement was not true at all, but the people didn't care, all they saw was the demon inside of the little blond boy. They were quickly ready with sharp or heavy, blunt objects to kill the boy with, and then the chase was on.

For someone who had just started in the academy, it was a true feat to have ducked, dodged, and jumped from rooftop to rooftop to escape the mob for at least a few hours, but this was no new thing for Uzumaki Naruto. He had lived with this since he was old enough to remember, and it just got worse when the orphanage kicked him out when he started the academy saying if he was old enough to learn how to be a ninja, he was old enough to live on his own. To Naruto, this was an everyday thing.

He had not heard anything of the mob for long enough that he felt it was safe to go to sleep in his refuge of the dumpster that was three miles away from his apartment, and he drifted off into the only true safe place for him, his dreams.

This particular one he did not have a lot, but he had it to the extent that he knew when it was going to end and he would wake up, it just seemed sharper to him tonight, everything was more real. In the dream, there was an older blond man wearing a white coat over a green vest and a blue body suit holding Naruto, in the dream, he couldn't look away from the man because of how he was holding the boy, but not in an unkind way.

It was almost gentle, but the man had been in to many battle and killed to many people for it to be without any trace of harshness in it, but it was a loving gesture nonetheless. This time however, Naruto noticed some things that he had not seen before, the man was crying. He didn't have long to wonder about this though, because then the man stood up and started writing symbols on the wall with something that looked suspiciously like blood.

After he was done writing, he placed his hand on the wall and began muttering something, and Naruto then expected to wake up, as he always did when the dream reached this part, but instead, the dream stretched on, and he saw what happened next. When the man was done chanting, because that's what the muttering had become, something strange appeared out of the cloud of smoke that had formed that looked like a cross between a scroll and a frog, scratch that, it WAS a cross between a scroll and a frog!!

That was when the dream became a little fuzzy and a burning pain took him in the stomach causing him to scream in pain before waking


And for his scream to go noiselessly into the hand of a waiting person in the dumpster. The boy frantically tried to get out of the man's grasp, waving his arms wildly and thrashing around, anything to escape, until he noticed who the person was and relaxed.

"Hakuro-san?" he asked tentatively, "is that you?" He could barely see in the enclosed space filled with trash, but he could still make out the figure of the man in the brown trench coat and gray pants with the moth-worn hat that did very little to cover his dark-red hair, but he wore it all the same, and the dark shadow of a goatee that always covered his cheeks and chin.

The ragged man grinned in the dim light of the metal box in response. "'Bout time you woke up kid, I was wondering if I would burn a hole in your stomach before you would open your damn eyes."

he said while lifting the cigarette off the blond's abdomen to show it had been there for a while.

"Normally I wouldn't mind sharing my home with you, kid. But that mob of yours is coming close and I think you'd better get the hell out of here before they find you." His words were not unkind, just a little harsh and edgy like someone who had been homeless for quite some time and lived in an old worn down dumpster.

"Thank you, Hakuro-san, for letting me stay for a while." Naruto said with a smile before getting out of the metal box that stunk of many things best left unsaid. "Good luck, kid." the homeless man said as the door slowly fell shut with a ominous clank.

For the most part, Naruto's trip home was uneventful, if not boring. Until, that is, he came to the same rock that caused him the trouble in the first place, and once again tripped. Some of the mob that was there noticed him and the chase began again, but this time it was much shorter. Whether his mind was in another place or he was just tired, he made a wrong turn and ended up in a dead end with the angry people blocking him in. And then the beating began. After a little while, a lone voice rose above the rest.

"We'll finally kill you demon! We will finally have our revenge!" a woman in a nurse's outfit said as she walked slowly towards the quivering little boy, scalpel in hand. "Die!" she shouted as she raised the surgical blade and plunged it towards his head with deadly accuracy.

I'm gonna die, I'm seriously going to die! Were the only thoughts in his head as he watched as it looked like the scalpel slowed to almost a stop right in front of his right eye before the world seemed to fall away into a blackness and Naruto fell with it.


"Hello?" he cautiously called out into the darkness, but nothing answered him except his own echo and a deep, feral growl. Shrugging, he began the walk to where ever the sound had come from. Not to long after he began the surroundings began to change from pitch-black darkness to a series of what looked like sewage tunnels. Soon after the change took place, he reached a large open chamber with a cage in the far end.

Naruto, not seeing anything, spoke aloud, "Am I dead?" his thoughts becoming words.

"Not yet, brat." a dark voice coming from the cage answered him, "'Cause if you die, I die, and that clearly hasn't happened, yet." After the voice spoke, a pair of glowing red eyes appeared in the cage. "but seeing the mess you got yourself in, I'd say you don't have much time left anyways."

Contrary to people's belief, the Kyuubi no Kitsune was not afraid of death, because when a demon dies, it is only their physical body that dies, their soul goes back to wandering around like it would have before they had a body, and he could always make a new one.

Naruto knew he was in trouble, but hearing the words from someone brought how much trouble it was into view, and like any other six-year-old would do in this situation, he began to cry while having a mental breakdown. Suddenly, the world didn't make much sense to him at all, if their were any words spoken, they became unintelligible in his ears, and everything became blurry to him.

While this happened, a chord was struck deep within him. Some would call it self-preservation, others just a reaction due to heavy stress and panic, but as he felt himself moving on his own, without him telling his body what to do, it boiled down to one thing, instinct. It was this that Naruto had that would've put him equal to the genius of Orochimaru or Itachi, or probably even higher.

It was instinct that drew him to the far wall next to the cage. Instinct that made him remember that the dream he had been having was not a dream, but a memory from when he was an infant. Instinct that made him bite deep into his own finger and began writing symbols on the wall and then placing his hand on them, chanting. Instinct that made him put the kanji for 'release' on two small rectangles of paper, with his own blood as th ink, and place one on the paper that that was stuck on the door of the cage, and the other he saved for later. And finally, it was instinct that make him draw three symbols on himself, one on his stomach, one on his heart and one on his forehead..

As he finished chanting, a cloud of smoke was created and the frog-scroll appeared to him, and before it could voice a protest, Naruto opened it and placed the other paper on the thing that he knew he needed. Then, when his work was finished, he drew back to the corner opposite of the two things in the room and made a small sign with one of his hands and said, "KAI"

He didn't really know what he had just done, but the next thing he did know was that he felt like he was drowning as the gate was ripped open and a strange red energy spilled out and engulfed him, and that there appeared to be a very large hole in the frog-scroll and a dark energy was spilling out of it too. The energy was pulled towards the symbols he had drawn on himself and the drowning feeling returned to him, it was like the only way to escape was to drink all of the stuff that was engulfing him. As he drank, he was aware that he wouldn't have enough room for all of the energy, but he kept on trying all the same.

About half-way through, he felt something break off from within himself and he suddenly had room for more energy and more power. When everything was said and done, Naruto looked up to see himself covered in light, and another him covered in darkness.


Back outside of his mind, the people were still trying to kill him as the scalpel plunged towards his right eye. His body felt the pain as it was pierced, but only for an instant. Because that was the moment that Naruto had released the Kyuubi within his soul and the chakra blew out of his body with such force that it ripped the woman to shreds and pushed the scalpel out of his eye before healing it to a complete extent, besides the scar that had been caused when the chakra exploded out of him, except for one small change, the eye was now blood red with a slitted pupil.

The mob didn't escape unscathed from the explosion either, in fact, most of them were killed from the force, and the rest were seriously wounded and would wake up not knowing what happened. And at the center of all the chaos, was a blond boy with dual colored eyes.


A/N: yeah, this was idea i got during spring break, tell me what you think and remember, the fourth chapter of Uchiha Naruto is coming soon!!