Alright, look, i am currently revamping a few chapters of this story cause i was on a long hiatus and needed to. so, along with an update, you should get a newish kind of story that incorporates more of the characters i wanna use. So, first things first:

Disclaimer: Since we all put these up here, even though it IS , and we obviously don't own the plot line or the characters, I must say, if i did own the Naruto, that little blonde brat would be less annoying and Itachi would have more screen time and wouldn't be killed by that ignorant prick that he calls a brother.

SO, on with the revamping!!


"Are you sure about this

"Are you sure about this? He is your only child…are you willing to sacrifice him for….for this?"

"Yes, we are. We know the consequences. We know the risks. This is our only option. Besides, it is not as if he will be out of our reach. If he encounters something that may kill him, we will help him however we may. He is the only one who can possibly survive such a sealing required of this…this monstrosity. We know," A second, feminine voice said, steady and unwavering. The first voice, male and ancient, sighed.

"And you? You are willing to comply?"

"My wife knows what is right and what is wrong. He will be where we may watch him grow, and I trust the human male to take care of him. He is honorable, if foolhardy."

"The possibility of this human male's death is reasonably assured. Your child is the only heir we have. If he is gone, what will we do?" A rustling indicated the movement of cloth as one of the speakers moved.

"The human male may die, but the old one will not let any damaging harm befall him. He will be a child, and children are sacred in the human world," the female commented. Her husband squeezed her shoulder lightly. She placed a hand on his and they turned in unison to witness the one thing they lived for. Their son, born just that day.

"I will place a seal on him, one that will release when he is thirteen, technically grown in this world. He will be our child, our heir. May the world see that." The male's light footsteps, too light, flowed across the floor and stopped next to the third male in the room. He placed a gentle hand on the baby and whispered a few words. A soft, gold light glowed brightly before dimming, then vanishing. "He is protected now. He will remain in human appearance until his thirteenth birthday. Now, go, deliver the human realm's savior. We will watch from here." The male said. The third one nodded, then vanished, soft mist covering his exit. The man and woman, shrouded in shadows, stood side by side, hands clasped.

"You are certain this was the right thing to do?" the woman whispered. The man nodded.

"Yes, it is. He will be the greatest of us, but first he must be tried and tested. We may watch, intervene if he is in immense danger, but we may not show ourselves till he is sixteen. You know the rules. We must save the human world by sacrificing our son. Let us hope he will be cared for well, that the human male can hold off the great evil till he arrives, and that he will grow up to be great himself. That is all we can do." And they turned to each other and held on tight. It was all they could do, and they cursed the world.

They say that a child is a precious being, meant to be cared for and nurtured. Someone that has all the potential and only lacks the skill; a brand new mold to be shaped. Children are supposed to grow up innocent, naïve. It seems that I missed the memo.

I scoff at these people. They have obviously never met me. You may be wondering, what is so different, so special about me. Well then, let me tell you.

I was born Kazuma Uzumaki Naruto. My supposed father sacrificed himself to save his village, sealing a demon inside his own, once again supposed, son, me. From birth, I was raised to become the perfect weapon, the emotionless killer, the demon that haunts nightmares and preys on the wicked, a fairy tale told to young children to keep them good. I am not human. This is my story.

Sarutobi looked down at the small bundle of blankets in his arms, a wriggling child wrapped inside. Bright, deep sapphire eyes peered back at him, unblinking. The Sandaime sighed. This child of Arashi's, if it was even his, was unnerving. Not a peep had emerged from the boy since the moment the former hokage had placed him in his arms before dying.

"Well, Naruto, I guess we might as well get moving. Your father wished you to be trained as a shinobi. We'll respect his dying request." The newly reinstated hokage shuffled towards the tower, baby Naruto in his arms.

The carnage behind him stretched the length of the battlefield. Trees were toppled, and bodies lay in oddly contorted positions, kunai, shuriken and katanas strewn about, broken, misshapen and covered in blood.

Somewhere else

"So the trial begins. He is sealed away and the babe is to be trained to fight. The best we can hope for."

"You are certain this is what is right for him?"

"What else can we do? Watch and wait is our best plan, since the gate is close for at least sixteen more years. Grow strong Naruto. You will be great, son of mine."

Hokage Tower

A three man squad of ANBU stood in the hokage's office, masks removed, eyes downcast. The had just lost their beloved Yondaime and Konohagakure no Sato was in chaos. The hokage stood at the desk, face drawn, eyes hard. The small bundle of blankets moved suddenly, and every eye was drawn to it.

"Hokage-sama, what is that?" one of the men asked, gesturing to Naruto.

"This is your new assignment." Gasps were heard, albeit soft ones, around the room.

"What? A child? Are you joking? Sir." He tacked on dutifully.

"No, Homoida-san. Naruto is now your responsibility. You three will raise, care and train him. Naruto is the Yondaime's infant son, container of the Kyuubi No Yoko. Kazuma Uzumaki Naruto," The hokage whispered. The bundle squirmed again, as if he knew he was being talked about.

"May I see him, Hokage-sama?" the only female in the trio asked. Naruto switched hands and was now cradled in the arms if a petite, brown haired, green eyed young woman.

"Careful, Sayuka-san," Homoida muttered, peering over her shoulder.

Naruto's bright blue eyes stared back up at them, wide and unfazed. Three whisker marks marred each cheek and his face possessed little baby fat.

"He's so adorable," Sayuka nearly squealed, hugging the child close. Her two companions and the hokage covered snorts. She glared at them.

"Well, Sayuka, Akida, Hojuka, you understand your mission? He is an S-class secret. I will visit when I can." The three nodded affirmative and vanished. The hokage sighed. "This is the best I can do, Arashi," he murmured, staring at the wreaked landscape. "I hope it will be enough for him."

Sharp, coal black eyes darted around the surrounding, as of yet unfamiliar to them. They took in every detail, miniscule to grandiose. A pale face, common throughout the child's family, sported these unforgiving eyes, thinned lips and straight nose. This face belonged to a boy, no older than ten. A boy of genius that was almost unrivaled at the time. And he walked with a self-assurance that didn't come just from ability, but pride in that ability. Pride which was well earned.

At the moment, however, the present environment he was traversing was one that was not only strange, but filled to the brim with chakra, seething alive as if a behemoth lived within its walls. The wood floor, rice-paper doors and even the light fixtures were holding power. He was in awe, awe of the sheer amount of power that was stored. The entire building was made for defense, to protect whoever was within the walls.

He seriously doubted that anyone would ever get past these defenses.

A whistle, light and nearly imperceptible, filtered through his senses, and he turned his head to stare sharply at the direction it had come from. Directly in his line of sight was a young boy, no older than four, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He was staring at him with curiously, almost as if he were dissecting his soul. He stared back into bright blue orbs. Be wouldn't back down from a child.

The boy didn't turn either, and he realized that he had stopped walking, and so had his guide.

"Itachi-san?" the young man in front of him said, turning back to look at the Uchiha. "Is something wrong?"

Itachi pointed vaguely over at the child. "Are children really allowed inside ANBU headquarters?" the man smiled slightly, unperturbed by the stare that was now directed in at him.

"Well, I would say that the little one there is our most promising shinobi. He is part of us, Itachi-san." Itachi gave him an incredulous look.

"What? He's so little though…" Itachi was interrupted by a sharp pain in the middle of his forehead, and reached up to find a long, thin piece of wood where skin should have been. He plucked the senbon out, staring nonplussed at the weapon in his hand.

"Itachi-san, you're an Uchiha, aren't you?" the boy said, hand still out. Itachi shifted his eyes between the boy and the man, noticing that the latter did not looked surprised at all.

The most he could do was stare for a moment, before unhinging his mouth and speaking. "Well, I suppose I am. How did you know?"

A smile appeared on the child's almost tan face. "Because, all of them stare at me the exact same way, like they're trying to burn a hole through my forehead without a jutsu. And that prissy air around you. Dead give away." Itachi almost dropped the senbon, and his jaw, on the ground. His guide was chuckling.

"Alright Naruto, I think you've had your fun. Go find Sayuka-san before she comes and drills me into the ground for letting you run around again.

The boy, Naruto, starred impishly up at the man. "But she's trying to get Hoju-nii-sama off the ceiling, Aki-nii-sama." His smile grew. "Hoju-nii-sama was sleeping and so I took him and put him on the ceiling. I don't think Sayu-nee-sama is gonna get him down any time soon." The man groaned.

"Naruto! Why would you do that? Hojuka is going to plant you ten feet underground when he gets down if Sayuka doesn't kill you first!" He put his head in his hands, moaning.

"I know. That's how come I'm avoiding them and all. Well, bye Aki-nii-sama!" With this last exclamation, Naruto raced off down the corridor at high speed. Not a moment later, a woman, bright green eyes and a shock of dark black-green hair came storming out the door Naruto had just left, face red and eyes popping. Itachi stayed frozen. It still hadn't quite sunk in yet what had just transpired, and this woman came in, obviously furious. She turned those eyes on Itachi, and he froze. The killer intent was enormous and he found himself praying that this wasn't that Sayuka person. Naruto would most definitely be killed if it were.

"Akida…where…is…Naruto?" Her breathing was deliberately calm. Akida quickly pointed in the direction the blonde child had run, trying to smother his laughter. "Thank you. I think it's about time that little brat learned some manners. When I'm done, I'll make sure to send you whatever is left of him to train this afternoon. Goodbye." And with that said, the woman stormed off down the hall, voice raising in her search for the elusive blonde.

"Uh, Akida-san, who was that just now?"

"The boy or the woman?"

"Both."

"The woman is one of the members of my squad and about as pleasant as Anko-san is on a bad day." Itachi winced at the memory of the crazy dango girl. "The child….well, he's someone that would make your genius mind look like an academy dead-last. And it would seem like he managed to get himself into trouble again."

"And why would he be in ANBU headquarters?"

"Because, Itachi-san, he will end up being your new partner. He is an ANBU trainee, as you are. But I wouldn't let the age fool you. He's probably just as powerful as you are in what he specializes in."

"He can't be any older than my little brother though….and so much stronger."

"He doesn't have the muscle mass, but he had speed, agility, stamina and a mind that matches yours and probably surpasses it. He is a prodigy unknown to this land. I wouldn't underestimate him." Itachi could only nod as Akida began moving again, and he could only follow as he was led to the room where they would sort out all the details. And he even managed to ignore the brown haired man still strung up on the ceiling, for about thirty seconds. Then, with a helpless sigh, he began to laugh as Akida and the other man traded identical, weary grins.

"He got you good this time Hojuka. What did he do to you?" The man, Hojuka, grumbled.

"That brat paralyzed me, trussed me up in wire and hoisted me up to the ceiling with some sort of pulley. Then, for kami knows what reason, he glued the wires to the ceiling with his chakra! With his chakra! Since when did we show him that? Cause whoever did is getting a beating right after I get down!" Akida laughed at his friend.

"Once more, he got you good man." Itachi stared, amused, as his eyes found those spots that were, indeed, 'glued' to the ceiling with chakra. It was ingenious, he reasoned. The boy managed to get around his diminutive size and tie an ANBU to the ceiling. Maybe he wouldn't he that bad to train with after all. 'As long as,' Itachi reasoned, 'I too don't get tied to the ceiling.'

"Just you wait gaki," Hojuka said, glaring at the still chuckling Itachi. "He'll get you too soon enough." Before Itachi could reply, a voice bellowed through the compound.

"NARUTO! YOU JUST WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU! I'M GOING TO BEAT YOUR ASS SO HARD YOU AREN'T GOING TO BE SITTING FOR A MONTH!" All three men shuddered.

"GOTTA CATCH ME FIRST SAYU-OBAA-CHAN!" came the laughing voice of Naruto. A ripple of pure killing intent rolled through the room, and every ANBU froze.

A unanimous, "Oh shit." echoed from just about every person's mouth. Just as a loud 'THWAM' followed. Akida and Hojuka hung their heads.

"We'll make sure we leave some nice flowers on your grave, Naruto," Akida said through fits of held-back laughter.

"Read you a pretty poem too."

Itachi stared. And wondered just what kind of job he had signed up for.


Okay, so it's a bit different. but i like it. it's interesting and rather amusing. poor naruto's gonna get himself killed. Alright, flashbacks in the next chappie!! (i probably don't deserve reviews, considering how long it took me to update this, but please??)