The Lost Clan Returns

Thinking/ Indention/ Flashbacks/ Fantasies

Kyuubi talking to Naruto in mindscape/ Naming a jutsu/ bold indention

Kyuubi talking telepathically to Naruto/ Calling out a jutsu/ Bold words

Konnichiwa minna-san! (Hello everyone!) 'Tis I, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL STORY SORCERESS THE OPEN-EYED DAY DREAMER! BOW BEFORE ME IN ALL OF MY GLORY! Kidding, you don't have to really do that (unless you want to which I totally don't mind).

Anyway, this is a heads up for all of you Naruto-lover's, or if you have never heard of Naruto (which I can't believe but there are some people out there like that [one of my friend's has NEVER heard of NARUTO and I was like "WHO ARE YOU?!"]), then this goes out to you just generally awesome fanfiction lovers! And if you are a first time visitor on my profile to read my stories, then I thank you very much for going out of your way to see little ol' me!

KK, this story has A LOT of samurai bashing in here! And this story was based off of this mastermind fanfiction writer of a genius: Lord Rahl Master of D'Hara! Just a heads up! If you don't like the samurai then DEAL. I thought of this and there's no way I'm backing down!

Sit back, relax, and let you mind get blown and its brain guts spill everywhere because YOU ARE READING MY AWESOME NEW STORY! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!


It was late at night and the Village Hidden in the Leaves seemed to be in its slumber. With all of its villagers hitting the hay, save a few, it seemed like Konohagakure was a ghost town. There were few Leaf shinobi that were stationed at the main gates that were built into the village's enormous concrete walls. The calm still air suddenly ripened and thrashed around into mild and biting winds. Up, up, on a hill that seemed to touch the full moon, stood two silhouetted figures whose shadows grew by the moon's eerie, yet beautiful light.

One figure, if you looked up close, had his arms crossed as he stared down at the sleeping village with contempt. He had short spiky red hair, with unusually long bangs and sharp, violet eyes. He wore a red hitai-ate [1] that had a maelstrom on it for its symbol. He also wore a long red scarf and red armor which composed of a breastplate, with four red plates protecting his legs that were attached to them, identical shoulder pads, and matching arm and leg guards. He also wore a black belt, where a pouch was attached that stored his weapons, and a sleek katana blade in his waist. He had a cigar in his mouth that he kept swishing around because of his itching impatience.

The other figure was shorter than the previous one and had a slightly smaller build. He had beautifully pale skin and slightly droopy eyes that were looking at the village with calm, cool, and collective sea-green eyes. His hair was long and tied into a ponytail that stopped at his mid back. His hair was semi-spiky and he had two long strands that framed his elfish face handsomely. His hair was colored silver and glimmered in the moonlight, as if white fire had set it aglow. He also wore similar samurai attire like his counterpart, but his uniform was colored white hand he had duel blades strapped to his sides by a black cloth that hugged his waist.

"This it?" The first figure said in a deep, gruff voice. By his voice, he did not sound pleased one bit.

The second figure nodded, laying a single pale hand on one of his duel katana blades. "Yes. The Lord Daimyo has specifically said that this village is currently housing the lost Prince."

The first man turned towards his partner and grinned. His smile looked slightly frightening, as if he was itching for a fight. "And if anyone gets in our way, Masayoshi?" He asked.

The newly dubbed Masayoshi sighed in an exasperated manner. "Akihiko, the Lord Daimyo has specifically instructed that we do not engage with any civilian or shinobi that are housed in the entirety of this village." Masayoshi berated the man Akihiko with an annoyed tone. "He doesn't want to cause any more trouble that there's going to be in the near future."

Akihiko grunted before he took a deep swig of his cigar. He took it out and that crazy smile of his returned, if only slightly. "Aw c'mon Masa. You and I both know that you want to burn this village to the ground just as much as I do." He raised a brow. "Or is it because of your girlishly body that you oh-so desperately want to keep oh-so perfect."

Masayoshi, or Masa for short, glared at his partner. The short man was considered to be very handsome by woman because he almost looked like a woman as well. His porcelain skin was never scarred, his gorgeous long hair always silky smooth, and his sparkling eyes always remained soft and full of compassion for others. Even towards his enemies. Towards the women, he was the perfect man, towards the men; he was just a pretty-boy.

"Very well then," The silvered-haired man growled as his grip on his katana blade tightened. He absolutely hated to be mocked. If anyone ever did, besides Akihiko, well… Let's just say they were going to be missing a few of their limbs when he was finished with them. "If they should attack us first, then we shall retaliate only in self-defense… You got that, Akihiko?" Masayoshi said, narrowing his sea-green eyes at his partner.

The red-haired man looked at his friend with mock hurt. "Why Masa, are you sayin' that you, my best friend, can't trust me?"

"That is precisely what I am saying." Was all he said before the short samurai warrior of the two began to bound off towards the village.

"Ouch." Akihiko said before he chuckled and hopped away to catch up with his friend.

Two guards that were stationed out in front of the frontal main gates that lead into the Leaf Village were yawning tiredly as the slow and still night dragged on. They were bored for night duty was the most tiresome missions the Chūnin were assigned to do. As stated as their rank, Leaf Chūnin were the best in their prime, for they had that feel of revelry and excitement that greatly influenced the village in many ways.

But if they were stuck on night duty, the Sandaime Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, would have a lot of complaints once their shifts were over.

"You see anything?" One guard ask the other. He was a male with a fair build, and he wore his hitai-ate securely on his forehead, the metal plate gleaming in the moonlight as the Leaf Village's insignia that was etched into had a beautiful glow to it. He also wore the standard Leaf shinobi uniform which consisted of: a green flak jacket, dark navy blue pants, and blue shinobi sandals. The man head his head in his hand as they sat at their station's desk and his eyes were drooping as sleep tried to overtake him.

His partner was a female with long black hair and had bags under her eyes from staying up soo long. She also wore the standard attire but she had black sandals and black pants. Her lips, which was coated elegantly in red lipstick, pursed in annoyance as her guarding companion asked the same question he had twelve times already.

She should know, because she had been counting. It was the only thing to do on this boring night.

The kunoichi [2] sighed before she grabbed the binoculars that were placed on their desk and held it up to her eyes. Her head would tilt for time to time, examining everything should could from the world outside of the village. Before she could report negative for the umpteenth time, she suddenly saw two mysterious figures walking down the road towards them, five meters away.

"What is it?" The ninja asked. He saw his partner tense up when she focused on a particular spot for a longer examination than the other previous areas.

"Two suspicious characters five meters due north." The woman reported, in her binocular vision, the two figures suddenly vanished. She gasped. "They've disappeared! We must warn—!" She stopped in mid-sentence when she heard a loud thump behind her. Fast as lighting, she whipped her head around to see two men dressed in red armour. The one with red hair and a smug grin on her face winked at her. The other one, who was much shorter than the first, held up one hand to her face.

"Sleep." Was all he said before she felt her vision slip her and the small nip of sleepiness she once felt, suddenly washed over like a tsunami. Her knees wobbled before she staggered back and hit the station's walls with her backside. Her knees wobbled before they gave and she lay there, with her head hanging, as the sweet comfort of slumber overtook her.

The last thing she remembered before she wasted away into unconsciousness was a painted eye that pulsed red on the silver-haired man's right hand.

Masayoshi sighed in relief at his success. He had managed to subdue the two shinobi without them setting off the alarms or screaming for assistance. He turned his right hand over and stared at his palm. That eye on his hand wasn't painted, it was a mark that was forever burned on his hand. But that story would be for another day (A/N: Or in this case, another chapter) …

His marked eye pulsed one more time before it cooled and faded away. Masayoshi narrowed his eyes. He knew it would come back if he applied chakra into it, but the man never liked to use it for reasons not many people knew.

The dashing young man was brought out of his reminisces when a hand clapped against his back. Hard. "Ha ha ha! Nice work Masa! Those bumbling Leaf idiots had no idea what they were in for! Those fools!" Akihiko said with a large grin stretching upon his lips.

Masa just raised a brow. "I have no comprehension of why it is that you make fun of the Leaf shinobi. Your sister was a Leaf shinobi here as well, yet you do not think of her to be an idiot no?"

That made Akihiko clamp his mouth shut. His sister was named Kushina Uzumaki. After their homeland, the Village Hidden in the Whirlpools, had gotten destroyed, the two were separated from the panic of the attack. Akihiko was lucky and had managed to find his family and the others and rebuilt the nation again, but he had seen or heard of no hind or tail of his beloved younger sister.

Years had passed and Akihiko had grown into a young teen before he became a strong male adult. During those years, the samurai was in a deep and spiraling depression over the loss of his younger sister all those years ago. But when his father, the Daimyo of their homeland, had received news from their spy network that Kushina was alive and well, Akihiko was happy beyond belief. He was soo happy that he cried for three whole days! He asked if he could go fetch her, and his father said yes but after two months.

Just as he was about to go aboard the ships and round up his men to bring the lost princess back home, a messenger had come and told him of Kushina's death. And this one was real. Akihiko demanded the assassin who had murder his kin, and the messenger had shakily told him that it was the Kyuubi no Yoko, or called the Nina-Tailed fox, that had killed the woman.

The redhead male was devastated and went back into his depressive state again. He had even taken up new habits which were drinking and smoking. It was only then that his best friend Masayoshi, or formally known as Masayoshi Tanaka, managed to bring him out of his funk. The two men had been best friends since their early childhood, and did almost everything together. It affected Masa just as much as it had done Akihiko. Kushina was a very important person in their lives: Akihiko, his one and only sister; Masayoshi, his first love (A/N: Kushina didn't know that Masa had fallen in love with her… It was more of a one-sided thing).

But they received news from Akihiko's father four years later that Kushina had had a son named Naruto Uzumaki. Both friends demanded the name of the father. Akihiko for information of his new nephew and Kushina's legacy, and Masa for information on who it was who had stolen his love away from him. The Daimyo told them that it was a man named Minato Namikaze, and the two men were hushed with shocked silence.

They knew of the name of Minato Namikaze, how could they not? That man was rumored everywhere in all surrounding five shinobi nations. He was called Konoha's Yellow Flash, the Yondaime Hokage, and in some rare cases he was called the Child of Prophecy. But the most important and spellbinding title the man had, was the Savior of the World.

The man had also won a ton of respect over in Akihiko's hometown. When the redhead had asked where the man was now, his father had responded that the extraordinary man had died. The two samurai were shock and they immediately asked why. The Daimyo had said that he had fought alongside Kushina when she was fighting the Kyuubi. Minato had managed to seal the demon away into a newborn babe, but he died after the process, lying by Kushina's side with peaceful smiles on their faces.

Those words alone made Akihiko tear up and Masa's tears roll down his cheeks softly as he looked at the ground with an empty stare. And when Akihiko asked his father one finally question of who was the person that was the Kyuubi's next Jinchuriki, the old man sighed before he said—

"Naruto Uzumaki…" Akihiko breathed out, before he puffed out a ring of smoke out of his mouth.

"Akihiko," Masayoshi drawled out in slight annoyance, "you did not answer my earlier question."

"Yeah yeah yeah." The redhead grunted dismissively as he waved a sluggish hand around in the air. "Kushi's no idiot, I assure you, but I never got her sense of home though." He said as he looked inside the village and at its buildings with a sneer.

"Indeed." Masa said before he began to walk ahead of the tall man with soft, graceful steps. Akihiko followed after him, his hand on his katana blade and his grip on the hilt loose and lazy, and his steps loud and hard.

"Hey Masa." Akihiko said after a long moment of comfortable silence. The man didn't say anything but Akihiko knew he was listening. "You know about Naruto's status… don't you…?"

The silver-haired man inclined his head to his partner who was looking straight ahead with a serious expression etched on his face. Masayoshi looked straight ahead with his eyes turning serious as well. "Of course I do. Our entire platoons and majority of the villagers back homeward do. Why do you ask, Battousai?"

The powerful man chuckled at the title. Back in his home village and majority of the west Akihiko Uzumaki was known as the Battousai, or Manslayer for short. The reason being, he was the leading general of the entirety of his village's samurai unit. And during his depressive state of his sister's fake and real death, Akihiko still had to carry out missions. Excruciatingly hard missions, that no other samurai took because majority of them seemed like the person whoever went on them, would never return.

But Akihiko and Masayoshi took them on a regular basis.

When he was depressed and still mourning over his sister, his heart became cold and steeled itself, so no more pain and suffering would be inflicted upon it. On these missions, there was a lot of assassination missions. And Akihiko didn't care one bit. With his heart locked away, he became a killing machine throughout the western and southeastern elemental nations. He always succeeded and completed his missions, but he would always return home with blood stained clothes and armour and a katana that was covered in red and dripped a path of blood as he dragged it along on the ground.

Some called him the Red Death, some called him the Shinigami [3] himself but in a human form, but everyone knew him as the dreaded Battousai of the Whirlpool nation.

"Oh, so we're calling each other by our titles now huh?" Akihiko grinned. "Well then, Hitokiri [4] Masayoshi, what do you think I mean?" Akihiko was not the only one of the duo that had a well-known title that was fear amongst the nations. Whenever he and Akihiko went on very dangerous, or S-Class missions, Masayoshi used stealth and tactics rather than Akihiko's brute force style.

The silver-haired man was known throughout the west as Hitokiri, or the Skilled Assassin for short. Masa's moves were swift and quick and he cut down his enemies in a matter of seconds. If he was ever facing shinobi, which was majority of the times, he would sometimes cut them down with a single blow and leave them to bleed to death without even casting their jutsus. But the most mystifying but disturbing part about him and his skills was that when he came back home from an assassination mission…

There was no speck of blood on his armour of clothes whatsoever.

Masayoshi sighed and shook his head before his gaze suddenly turning serious. "I think that what you were previously stating was what I thought of the lost Prince Naruto's title as Jinchuriki… Were you not?"

Akihiko grunted but didn't say anything. Masayoshi just gave a hollow smirk at his response. "I think that the young prince's… tenant will be very beneficial to him. It will aid him in his—"

"Damn it Masa, that's not what I meant!" The red headed man growled as he round on his partner in bubbling rage. The smaller man just looked at him with unflinching eyes, not the least bit terrified of his friend's increasing anger. "I mean what you really feel about him being Jinchuriki! Like feel feel…"

Masayoshi went silent, still staring at his friend with his face gone impassive. It was a full five minutes before he spoke once again. "I think it is, as you say it, cool." He remarked, putting emphasis on the word "cool". "I see it as the lost prince having a gift rather than a curse that he just needs to learn how to control. All of our men think so and majority of the villagers back in the Whirlpool Nation, who know of it, feel the same way as well. Rest assured, Prince Naruto will be seen as a hero, not a demon."

With that said, the Battousai felt much more at ease as they strolled in the shadows of the Leaf village. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding in. They accept him… Akihiko thought as he felt a smile tug at his lips. Good… Now Naruto will be fully accepted into his real home with no problem… He suddenly felt an arm stop him from proceeding forward.

It was Masayoshi and the man was in a slightly crouched position as he stared at something with hawk-like eyes. Curious, the redhead followed his best friend's gaze and locked on to a group of men, no more than five or six, crowd around together holding sharps objects.

Looks like they're going out on a hunt… Akihiko thought, staring at the men lazily. Something clicked, and the powerful man was on guard in an instant. Or on a fox hunt…! It only confirmed his suspicions when he tuned into the men's conversation.

"You guys all set?" One asked as he held a pitchfork in an iron tight grip.

"Yeah," one replied, twiddling his dagger impatiently in his hands, "let's just hurry up and kill that Uzumaki brat and be done with it!"

"We just can't go barging in the orphanage like barbarians, we'll have to be subtle about it."

"Yeah, it'll do everyone good once that demon brat is wiped out from the face of the earth forever!"

The men all cheered while Akihiko and Masa both growled in anger. Akihiko's cigar was snapped in two, one piece hitting ground first before he spat out the other, and Masa's eyes hardened as he gripped his duel katana blades with both hands.

"Akihiko." Masayoshi said quietly.

"Yeah, I heard." The dangerous man said as he started to slow walk towards the men. "Masa, you go get the kid and go see the Hokage… I'll take care of the trash."

Masayoshi stared at his partner as the man started to steady gain closer towards his prey. The redhead drew out his katana blade and it gleamed in the moonlight. Akihiko's katana blade was beautifully crafted with a black and red hilt with tidbits of gold vines wrapping around it, and the blade was black with a red underbelly.

Masa sighed at his reckless companion. "Hai, Battousai." He whispered as he kneeled down on one knee and a fist was placed firmly to the ground. Some things will never change… The short man thought before he vanished into the night in a haze of sweet smelling mist.


"Who the hell are you?!" One man shouted from the earlier group of men. They raised their pitchforks and other sharp weapons at the intruder. A man with red hair and wearing red armour had suddenly come up to them as he was dragging a weirdly designed sword on the ground.

"Oh… just a passerby is all." He said in a dark and slightly disturbing voice. All of the men knew that there was something… off about this redheaded man. They just couldn't put their finger on it. "I here you guys are going on a hunt… that true?" the newcomer suddenly said out of the blue.

"Yeah, we're going to go kill that demon brat once and for all!" A man shouted with his subordinates murmuring in agreement.

The ginger just tilted his head to the side in curiosity. "Demon brat… you mean that Naruto Uzumaki kid?"

"Exactly! That boy has been causing nothing but trouble with his pranks and grief by his mere existence!" The man with the pitchfork shouted. He suddenly blinked and pointed a finger at him. "Wait… you're new here right?" The newcomer nodded slowly. "How do you know about the demon brat…?"

The redhead man smiled a dark and twisted smile. It was as if bucket loads of wickedness had suddenly befallen him as he rolled of a suffocating wash of killer intent towards the rioting men. He suddenly lifted his sword high in the air as his smile grew more warped. "Because that demon brat as you call him… is my nephew."

The men cowered against each other in fear as the sword wielding manic started taking slow but menacing steps towards them. Their screams could be heard throughout the night until they came to an abrupt end and silence once again filled the air.

Akihiko wiped a large blotch of blood that was splattered against his cheek. He stared at the six deformed bodies on the ground. Gallons of blood continuously flowed from their corpses and soaked their clothing.

Akihiko rummaged in his pockets under his armour until he took out another cigar and a match. He scraped the match against his breastplate and lit his cigar. Akihiko looked at his lit match and the bodies down below. With a shrug and a sigh, he threw the match at the bleeding corpses and they immediately set fire.

That way their'll be no evidence of my doing… He thought as he turned on his heel and began to walk towards the Hokage Tower; not caring in the least as the fire continued to spread and licked at the buildings walls that it came a cross. Oh well… He smirked as he stuffed his hands back into his pockets. Looks like I'm gonna be at the Hokage Tower first than Masa… in more ways than one… He looked back to see people waking from their slumber and gathering around the fire, screaming and panicking as they did so. He also saw some Leaf Village ANBU started to make their way over to the commotion and quickly hosed down the fire with their water jutsu.

"Che. Idiots." Akihiko grumbled before his body started to waver and flicker and then he disappeared into thin air, as if he had never existed.


A keeper of the Konohagakure Orphanage was checking off marks on a clip board as she examined each and every of the slumbering orphans. She was about to walk out of the one of the sleeping quarters to the next one until she saw a handsome man in white armour standing in front of the only exit. She blushed when she saw his beautiful sea-greens focus on her with scrutiny.

"M-May I help you sir?" The woman stammered as she unconsciously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The man was silent for a moment before he began to walk towards her with soft steps.

Click. Clack. Click. Clack. His footsteps echoed throughout the room with an eerie and slightly disturbing sound. The keeper heard warning bells go off in the back of her skull but she ignored it as her attention was captured by the beautiful creature that was now standing in front of her.

"Yes… You can…" He said in a husky voice. The woman's heart thundered loudly in her chest as her knees began to wobble uncontrollably. "I am looking for a boy with blonde hair and three whisker marks upon each of his cheeks… Do you know who he is?"

The woman stopped her swooning for a moment to scowl at the man. "You want Naruto Uzumaki? That good-for-nothing troublemaker? Surely you aren't serious sir?"

The man sighed before he tilted her chin up with a long, slender, and pale finger. His eyes softened into a sultry gaze before his thin lips smiled, showing off his perfectly pearly white teeth. "Yes him, my sweet. Do you know as to where I can find the young boy?" He cooed as he scratched under her gently with his finger.

The woman instantly started to swoon over the man as her previous disgust was washed away instantaneously. Tiny hearts were in her eyes as she started to squirm shyly in place. "Wh-Why yes sir… He is just down the hall at sleeping quarters "A" which is located on the left."

The silver-haired man smiled at her charmingly, making her squeal with delight. "Thank you very much for your assistance. I'm afraid I will not need you now." She looked at him curiously and began she could ask what he meant; his hand suddenly lashed out and grabbed her face. A weird marking on that hand pulsed and she instantly fell into unconsciousness.

Masayoshi sighed as he gently picked up the woman and placed her against the wall next by a bed that a messy brunette orphan was currently occupying. The samurai straightened up and made his way towards his next destination. Sleeping Quarters Letter A.

This is going all according to plan… Masa thought, albeit a little skeptically. A little too well… The man turned into the designated place and saw another room filled with sleeping orphans. Masa instantly saw bright blonde hair and smiled as he started to make his way over to the blonde.

Click. Clack. Click. Clack. His soft yet rhythmatic steps filled the entire room and seemed to reverberate throughout the furniture and the young children's small forms. But none stirred for the skilled assassin's steps were too soothing to awake from their deep slumber.

The silver-haired man stood next by Naruto's bed and took a good look at the young lad. He looked to be about four years old and was wearing a white shirt that was tattered and worn out, and black shorts that seemed to be ripped in a few places. His blue sandals seemed to be in good condition, which was alright aside from his clothes.

Masa frowned before he slipped a single finger under the lads shirt and lifted it up enough so the nab could see the young boy's torso. The lad's form was small, waifish, and severely underdeveloped. You could plainly see his ribs as his tanned skin hugged against the bones tightly, and Masayoshi could see scars, cuts, and bruises littered in many places across his small form.

Just as I thought… Masayoshi growled softly as he gently covered the blonde's torso once again. It seems our young prince was neglected and abused even though he should be deemed as a hero for imprisoning a great threat that could very much wipe out this pathetic and ungrateful village… Not that I wouldn't mind the old fox of doing so… The short man looked into the boy's face and saw him snoozing loudly, but soundly. Naruto seemed to be in a heavenly dream, given his carefree facial expression, with slightly pink cheeks and a big smile on his face. His small limbs were stretched haphazardly on the bed with his cover cast aside on the floor.

Masa smiled softly with joy, amusement, and regret flashing through his eyes. He was certainly still hung up on Kushina and still loved the woman very much, but he thought the least he could do for her was take care of her son as much as he could.

"Well… If I can. I'm pretty sure Akihiko will be hogging up the young Prince's time and probably won't let me get a chance to even speak to him." Masayoshi mused as he smiled softly. He looked down at Naruto before the man picked up the boy in his strong arms, carrying him bridal style. Masa quickly ran out of the orphanage with sudden, deathly silent steps before he began to hop away from the building towards the Hokage Tower.

The white clad armored man shifted his sea-green eyes to the corner of his eyes before they narrowed. It seems I have some pursuers on my trail… The short man smiled a slightly smug smile as he sped up his hopping. This night shall be most… entertaining…


Hiruzen Sarutobi, the Third Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village, was sitting in his office as he sighed some documents with heavy shoulders. He was dressed in his white Hokage robes as his hat was placed securely on his head. The Sandaime sighed heavily as he finished another mission report; this particular report was especially long because of a misunderstanding that a few ANBU were sent on. Boy was that messy.

"I'm getting too old for this." The elderly man muttered to himself as he picked up another few pages of paper and got to work. Before he could even place his pen on a single sheet of paper, the door to the office suddenly burst open, splintered in half. Hiruzen jumped up at the sudden action as saw a foot still sitting in the air as dust and wood shavings fluttered around the office, creating a cloud of grey smoke. The foot was lowered and a large figure entered the room.

"Are you Hiruzen Sarutobi?" The figure asked in a deep, gruff voice, putting the old veteran on guard. "Hokage of this ungrateful village?"

Hiruzen narrowed his eyes. He didn't know who this man was, but he'd be darned if he'd let anyone bad mouth his home. Especially to some complete stranger who broke down his down. That… very expensive door…

The elder Sarutobi sighed as he rubbed in temples, displaying a rare sight of annoyance with a slight mixture of anger. "I am he. And do you know how much that door costs?" The Hokage mumbled to the stranger.

The newcomer, who Hiruzen finally could see a bit well, had spiky red hair with sleek red armour and piercing violet eyes. The Fire Shadow noticed that the newcomer's red armour had giant blotches of crimson on it that was not a part of the armour. The old man didn't seem to react, but his jaw tightened in apprehension.

The redhead smirked at the old man's words, his cigar tilting upwards with his smile. "You're pretty funny for an old geezer, ya know that?" The samurai's merry tone was cut off as quickly as it came. His violet eyes hardened and they blazed in a torrent of heavily controlled and focused anger. "But enough with the chit-chat and let's cut to the chase, buddy. You Leaf Village goons have taken something that is rightful mine. Give it back, and there'll be no problems… Capiche?"

Hiruzen was slightly shocked at the man's statement, but he was back on his guard in a nano-second. He met the mysterious man's fiery gaze with his own as his hand slipped quietly towards a red button under his desk. "I have no idea what you are talking about. As far as I am concerned, neither I nor the Leaf owes you anything. I don't even know who you are."

The redhead's anger washed away before he blinked. He, all of a sudden, let out a hearty laugh that made Hiruzen blink in surprise. The redhead started to rub the back of his head sheepishly as he waved a lazy hand at the veteran. "Oh my bad. Forgot to tell you about that huh? Ha ha! Well, the name's Akihiko Uzumaki of the Village Hidden in the Whirlpools, and this…" He suddenly pointed to his right just as another man appeared, kneeling on one knee, as if on cue. He had long silver hair tied in a ponytail and wore white armour unlike his cohort. He held a small child in his hands and the old shinobi grimaced as he saw a large tuft of bright, blonde, spiky hair. Naruto.

"… Is what you owe me." The man, or Akihiko, told the Sandaime with a smug grin.

Hiruzen gritted his teeth as he watched the persecutor demand Naruto. The young boy was like a grandson to him, and he always managed to make the years wash away from the old Sarutobi every time the boy filled him with joy; even if the brat was a troublemaker. The Sandaime slammed a fist on his desk as he stood up from his seat. Documented papers scattered everywhere as the old man focused his blazing eyes at the two men. Neither men flinched and just stared at the Hokage with an impassive face.

He opened his mouth to say something but closed it when he remembered something. That redheaded man had just told him that his name was Akihiko Uzumaki and he came from Whirlpool. But the wrinkly shinobi originally thought that the Uzumaki Clan and the Hidden Whirlpool Village was wiped out from existence in the Second Great Shinobi War! But there were two living, breathing evidences that the lost clan and village still lived on.

And since this Akihiko Uzumaki claims to be a relative of Naruto Uzumaki, Hiruzen had no jurisdiction over the boy anymore.

Akihiko smirked at the man and lifted up his chin arrogantly. "What's the matter old timer? Uzumaki got your tongue?"

The Hokage flashed the man a menacing look before he slowly sat back down and slumped in his chair. Today was not a good day for him. First were the humongous stacks of papers he had to fill out, then he had to deal with the council's riot almost every day of little unnecessary things, his teammate Danzo wanting to put Naruto under his twisted ranks, and now this. How heavenly.

"So tell me," the Sandaime began as he looked at the men with an exhausted gaze, "what is your familial relationship with Naruto?"

The ginger just seemed to grin happily and that made the old Sarutobi began to get unsettled by his smile. This man, this Akihiko, his smiles weren't normal whatsoever. They all were fake and each one seemed to have a way of saying, I promise your death will be quick. It made the Hokage sweat along his neck.

"Oh Naruto? He's just my dear little nephew." Akihiko said as he chuckled darkly. "My little sis Kushina should've told you that, but it seems she's playing poker with Kami right now."

That made Sarutobi gawk incredulously at the man. Kushina Uzumaki, had a brother, and he was standing right in front of him? "B-But… Kushina never said anything about having a brother, much less a family!" Sarutobi shouted.

"Funny how things work out huh?" The samurai said grinning, before his look turned into a cold glare that made the temperature in the room drop. It made the Fire Shadow's old brittle bones creak and moan as he made the simplest movements. "Like how you neglected to take the consideration of Whirlpool's new Prince!" Akihiko hissed angrily.

Hiruzen sighed in defeat and felt the overwhelming pain of shame, guilt, and failure. He had failed to find Naruto the proper home he so deserved, he had failed to show the way of the world to the boy, he had failed to make the village see him as a hero, but most shamefully of all… He had failed his student and unfortunate processor, Minato Namikaze, of taking care of his only son.

"So…" The Hokage croaked out as he held his tired wrinkled face in his hands. "Are you going to take away Naruto…?"

Akihiko stared at the man for a moment, a brow raised at the man's demeanor. The geezer looked as if his body had put on more years in an instant and all of the fires in his eyes were washed away. The Battousai was confused as why the powerful shinobi in front of him looked soo… depressed

Well that wasn't what my old man described to me about this old man… Akihiko thought as he scratched the back of his head. He looked down at Masayoshi who was still kneeling on one leg and clutching onto the whiskered child in a gentle, yet firm grip. His friend just looked up at him and shrug, just as perplexed as he was.

Akihiko sighed as he swished his cigar in his mouth before he looked up at the concrete ceiling. "Yeah…" He finally answered, exhaling a large cloud of smoke.

Hiruzen flinched before his shoulders sagged and his old heart grew heavy. "I… I see…" He whispered softly as he linked his fingers together on his desk.

"But," Akihiko drawled out before he rummaged in his pocket and threw a scroll at the old geezer. Hiruzen caught it and looked at it skeptically before he opened it and began to read. "My old man or formally known as the Daimyo of Whirlpool and the leader of the illustrious Uzumaki Clan, states in the scroll that he wants the bad blood between you Leaf idiots and us to end. He's such a softie." Akihiko snorted, making Masa smile at his friend in amusement.

Sarutobi's old eyes widened in surprise once he read Akihiko's statement in the scrolls fine print. But there was something in the message that made Hiruzen very confused… and very weary. "It also says here that in order for the alliance to be reinstated once again, Naruto must marry one of Konoha's clan heirs? Why is that?" He asked.

Akihiko sighed and blew out a ring of smoke in annoyance. "Pops still doesn't quite trust ya, something all we Whirlpool samurai agree on too, so he wants do the CRA (Clan Restoration Act) with one heir and all of the Hidden Whirlpool's relations will only be transferred to that clan."

Hiruzen stroked his goatee in deep thought. A Clan Restoration Act? That hasn't happened since the Second Great Ninja War! The CRA was banished from Konoha all those years ago when the rioting of clan's had grown too unbearable and violent that it nearly caused a civil war in the Village Hidden in the Leaves when there was a war being fought at that time! He wondered about how the clanhead's of the shinobi clans would react?

Would they be okay with it, or would they profusely reject it? He would have to call back the council once again tonight.

Getting on with business, Hiruzen straightened up his back and gazed into the eyes of the samurai with a neutral stare. "Tell me Akihiko-san, do you perhaps have a clan already in mind?"

Now that made Akihiko stop and think. He folded his arms and teetered his weight from side to side as his foot tapped against the floor at a fast pace. His brows furrowed in frustration and his teeth would occasionally grind on the tip of his cigar. From this action, Hiruzen could plainly see the similarities of him and Naruto. Hiruzen would see Naruto do that sometimes (A/N: minus the cigar and the biting on it) if he was in deep thought; it was a spitting image. Truly this man was the boy's uncle.

Akihiko bit on his cigar in annoyance when his brain didn't pull up anything about the situation. He hated to think, his usually course of action would usually just beat the living daylights out of people to get his answers. But he couldn't beat himself up to get his desired answers right now… well… physically that is…

Crap it all to hell! Akihiko screamed in his mind, his biting slowly turning into chomping. Did Kushi mention any friends that she might have had over in this backwater village?! He racked his brain for answers but he continued to draw up a blank. That is until something finally clicked in his brain. It was about fourteen years ago when he was only fifteen years old and the villagers and surviving clan members of the Uzumaki Clan were busy rebuilding their village that had turned into ruins in after the Second Great Ninja War…

FLASHBACK BEGINS

Akihiko was hefting a rather large and long pillar of wood to a few carpenters working on the new home for the Uzumaki Clan. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt whose sleeves had been ripped off, black pants, and black sandals. It had been about three years since the villagers and surviving clan members had returned to the ruins of the Village Hidden in the Whirlpools and every single person has been hard at work trying to rebuild the city to its former glory.

"Hey, Akihiko-san!" Someone yelled. Said teen turned in that direction with a lazy expression on his face. The carpenter waved him over wear others were busy putting some finishing touches on a roof of a house. "Over here! We need that to support the building!"

"Right…" The redheaded teen sighed before he made his way over to the others. He hefted the wooden pillar slowly towards the four men on the ground floor that were busy hammering a pillar to the support beams. Two strayed away from their work to go and get the other pillar from Akihiko.

"Thank you very much Lord Akihiko." One of the men said as he bowed respectively. The teen just groaned and waved him off before he began walking down a familiar pathway. The four looked at each other before looking back at the distraught teenager again.

They all had the same thought going through their minds though. He was going to try and look for Kushina Uzumaki again.

Akihiko stuffed his hands in his pockets and brooded quietly as he lumbered loudly through a pathway he was taking where he last saw his little sister. He gazed out into the opening that had piles of rubble that was still littered on its fields. He sighed and started to make his way through the rubble searching for something, anything that was a sign that his sister was still alive and well.

After nearly an hour of searching, Akihiko sat down on a boulder as he panted heavily. His shirt had dirt and mud smeared on it and his face had patches of it as well. He had been moving rocks that were twice his size to find anything that his sister may have left behind. He looked down at his hands as the clasped together. He was distressed, tired, and even more so depressed than usual.

Just when he was about to go back searching again, he suddenly stopped when he saw an abused and slightly ripped piece of paper. It looked as it had a tango with all of the elements and somehow stayed in contact. Curious, the teen picked up the paper and turned it to its front side. It had some words on it so he began to read.

Dear Big Brother Akihiko,

The redheaded teen eyes widened and his grip on the paper grew harder.

Sup bro! Are you still crying over little ol' me? Ha ha ha! That's just like you to get soo worried about me… though I can't say that I haven't been crying over you and father though… I can't reveal my location to you though, if you ever get the chance to get this message. If I do, then someone will be out to get me and our Uzumaki bloodline, or so what my superiors say.

It'll get really messy really fast ya know?

But I can say that I'm doing really well where I am right now. So you and Papa have no need to worry over me; I can damn well take care of myself ya know! But… ever minute, no, every second of the day, I always wonder how you guys are doing back at home… I really miss it over there, and sometimes… I find myself crying some nights thinking that I'll never get to see you guys again…

But, I have to keep strong because one day, we'll see each other again! Dattebane!

Akihiko chuckled at his sister's antics. She was still lively even in her writings.

Oh! And before I forget, I just became a Genin at the ninja village I'm at! I met some really nice people like Hitomi Hyuuga and Mikoto Uchiha. All three of us are on the same Genin squad and we're already the best of friends!

There's also this really weird boy named Minato Namikaze. He doesn't talk much and seems to blush a lot. I think he has some sort of weird condition when he stares at me, because whenever he does his face goes completely red! Such a weirdo!

So that's pretty much it on my end, but I really hope that I'll get to see you and Papa again really soon… I mean, who's gonna wrestle with me and give me noogies when I'm in a bad mood?

Sincerely, Kushina Uzumaki

Akihiko felt some silent tears roll down his cheeks as he smiled at the paper in a sad but happy smile. His sister was alive and well. That was all that mattered to the ginger. He gently folded the piece of paper and stuffed it in his pockets. He then started to run away from the ruins and started to make his way back home to tell his father. He'd be excited to hear this.

FLASHBACK END (KAI!)

Akihiko smiled remorsefully at the memory but he quickly steeled his face to not show any weakness to the enemy-slash-soon-to-be-friends. "Yeah, two candidates actually," Akihiko finally spoke after a long moment of silence, "do you guys have an Uchiha heir?"

Hiruzen raised a brow at Akihiko's request but said nothing. "Yes, but the youngest heir that is Naruto's age is a male." The Hokage thought that it would've been quite amusing to see the Uchiha Clan bicker over this if their heir was a female. He looked at Akihiko smoking calmly on his cigar and that made the old shinobi feel his smoking habits come on. But with a child in the room, he was prevented from doing so because of his morals.

Akihiko just stared at the Hokage with a lazy stare but inwardly he was sighing in relief at the news. He knew about the Uchihas and their stuck up attitudes. If they ever married someone from the Uzumaki Clan, an heir to be exact, it would've boosted their egos even higher. The bunch of pricks. He just hoped that this Hitomi gave birth to a decent enough Hyuuga for the Uzumaki Clan to tolerate. If she didn't… well… there were going to be some problems.

"What about the Hyuuga Clan, hmm?" He asked.

Akihiko's eyes widened a fraction of an inch when he saw the old Hokage give of a warm smile. "Now you my friend have made a good choice." Was all he said as he continued to grin.

"How so Hokage-sama?" This time it was Masayoshi who answered for the first time since they entered the office. He stood up slowly with a still slumbering Naruto in his arms.

Sarutobi just stood up, which made the men stiffen into position. Akihiko's hands instantly gripped the hilt of his sword while Masa tensed his legs getting ready to jump away if it ever called for it. But when they saw the old man turn his back to him to go stand in front of the large window behind his desk, they slowly relaxed themselves.

"Hinata Hyuuga is the heir to the Hyuuga Clan and daughter of the clanhead, Hiashi Hyuuga, and matriarch of the clan, Hitomi Hyuuga." Sarutobi began as if nothing happened. "She's quite an odd one from all of her rigid relatives. Just like her mother."

"Why's that old man?" Akihiko asked curiously. Hiruzen felt a vein pop on his head but he calmed himself down.

He turned to them and clasped his hands together behind his back. "Well… she is a Hyuuga, yet she is not a Hyuuga."

Akihiko seemed thoroughly confused by the man's riddle but Masayoshi immediately got it. It made the silver-haired man smile a little at the Hokage's words.

"Let me explain, Hinata is a very shy and soft-spoken little girl, a monumental difference between her and her relatives. She doesn't talk very much, which is something she has in common with her relatives, but she is very kind and gentle towards the people who are lower than her status, and very much so for those who rank higher than her. The Hyuuga Clan, well, the Hyuuga Elders sees this as a weakness and constantly scolds the girl of her supposed outrageous personality. This has caused the heiress to retreat into a shell of shyness and almost all of her confidence has withered away from the abuse and ridicule she receives daily from the elders."

"What the fuck?!" Akihiko screamed as his hands suddenly slammed loudly onto the Hokage's desk. Miraculously, Naruto didn't wake up, but it made both Hiruzen and Masayoshi wince. "Why are those old farts beating up an innocent little girl?! Why haven't you stopped this?! Aren't you the Hokage old man?!" Akihiko roared before he grabbed the Sandaime's robes by the collar and lifted him up into his angry face.

"Yes I am Hokage, but there are even some things that I hold no power over. This is a clan affair, surely you of all people can understand, Akihiko-san." Hiruzen said with a calm voice, not in the least frightened of the situation he was in.

Akihiko growled softly before he let go and started to mumble under his breath. Hiruzen dusted off his robes and continued his speech. "Anyway, although Hinata is less confident than she used to be, her mother and her father are both trying their hardest to bring that little turtle out of her shell. And I know that the marriage will be a success for two reasons really, one: she can escape the possibility of being branded with the Caged Bird Seal, and two: it will help her gain her confidence back even faster with Naruto as her husband."

"Caged Bird Seal huh?" Masa said in a soft voice, making Akihiko wince at his tone. "I think that was the Uzumaki Clan's most vile creation of all of their seals… Would you not agree, Battousai?"

"Yeah, I don't know what my ancestors were thinking with that piece of shit [5]." Akihiko grumbled. " So what's this about Hinata getting confidence back from the little squirt?" He said, moving on as he flicked Naruto's nose with a finger. The boy's nose wrinkled but he still did not wake up.

Man… This kid can sleep! Akihiko thought as a grin stretched upon his lips before he turned his attention back to the Sandaime.

"It's quite simple really," Sarutobi said with a smile, "Naruto oozes tons of confidence of how he will one day become one of the greatest ninja in Konoha and make everyone look up to him and respect him. And since the boy has much confidence, I figured that Hinata will start to rub off on him and her confidence will begin to build up back to its former glory (A/N: Remember, Naruto and Hinata are only four years old so Hinata doesn't really know who he is yet)." Hiruzen sat back down in his chair and linked his fingers together as he smiled. "So what do you think? Do you wish to enact the Uzumaki Clan and the Hyuuga Clan in the CRA?"

Akihiko looked over to his companion who gave him a nod and a happy, if not enthusiastic smile towards him. Akihiko raised a brow, slightly confused by his friend's behavior. Casting that aside for the moment, the ginger then turned his attention back and held out a hand towards the old Sarutobi. The man looked at it before he took it into his own and shook it.

The Battousai of the Whirlpool nation grinned excitedly. "Well I say, you've got yourself a deal, Sandaime Hokage. Let's round up and meet the new in-laws eh?"


Angry steps could be heard throughout the western section of the Hyuuga Mansion. This angry and supposedly hate fueled steps belonged to none other than Hiashi Hyuuga, head of the mighty Hyuuga Clan. He had long, dark brown hair, and featureless white eyes like all members of his clan. He wore very traditional, loose fitting robes with a long-sleeved, brown haori. And Hiashi, like all of the Hyuuga, took pride in being a member of their powerful clan. As the head of one the Leaf Village's most powerful and influential clan he was a man that valued power, honor, strength, and prestige. He has long since learned how to harness and control his emotions since his early childhood.

However, today was a rare day that he let his emotions leak out. The powerful man was seething with rage and bloodlust as his steps grew into stomps making every Hyuuga in the mansion hear his thundering steps. It was nigh, but all of the servants and other clan members who happened to be awake and traveling down the halls, quickly scurried out of the man's way.

He veered down a corner into a large hallway and slid open the first tatami-matted sliding doors that were located to the left. Once he was inside of his bedroom, his eyes softened greatly at the display that unraveled in front of him. His wife, Hitomi Hyuuga, was sitting on her knees on their shared futon mattress, cradling their daughter Hinata Hyuuga gently in her long, slender arms. She wore the traditional Hyuuga garb like him, but hers was styled in the color of dark purple with her obi tied into a large bow on her back.

Hitomi craned her neck to see her husband start to kneel next by her and their sleeping child. She smiled lovingly at him and gave him a soft kiss against his cheek when he was close enough to her. Hiashi responded with a kiss atop her purple eggplanted hair and began to stroke his daughter's dark blue hair.

"How did it go with the council my sweet?" She asked him in a quiet voice. Her lavender-tinted eyes were weary but were sparkling with hope.

Hiashi looked into her eyes, his heart breaking for what he was about to tell her. "Not very well, my dear…" He said with a sigh as he ran a hand through his long hair.

After hearing his tone, Hitomi's face grew grim. "Wh-What did they want? What did they say?"

He looked at her, his face rigid and stony, she could clearly see the anger that began to foster in his pale eyes. "The Elders has deemed our daughter unfit to inherit the clan, so they plan on giving the seat of head to the next child that will be borne by us and brand Hinata with the Caged Bird Seal." Hiashi growled and his hands tightened into fists. "For some unknown reason, they seemed to know that we were secretly planning on having another child, though neither of us breathed a soul to anyone."

Hitomi's eyes widened in horror at the revelation. Hinata was going to demoted from her throne and be branded like an animal like the rest of their branch member relatives?! "This is absolutely outrageous!" Hitomi hissed in outrage. "Hinata is only four years old and they are already planning on marking her with that accursed seal?! The child we were planning on having is not even born yet, much less developing in my womb! How can those old fools demand such a thing?!"

Hiashi sympathized greatly with his wife. He asked that very same question to the council as well. "They say that Hinata is not suitable to be clan heir and should be replaced. They see Hinata's kind heart and gentle nature as weakness. Therefore, they decreed that our next child must be trained vigorously by them and be taught the proper ways of the Hyuuga and take the throne as its rightful heir. Since Hinata will not be heir, they say that they must find an arranged husband for her." He was unable to continue when his boiling wife cut him off.

"They cannot do that! Only we can enact of seeking an arranged marriage for our daughter." She whispered in an angered voice.

"I made sure to remind those retched elders," Hiashi said in a slightly frustrated tone as he looked away for a moment, "but they said that if we are unable to find a husband for her, then they will take charge and find one of their liking."

Hitomi's lips quivered as she stared down at her sleeping daughter. Hinata was wearing a simple white kimono, hugging a teddy bear her father had given to her for her third birthday. Her breathing was soft as she clutched onto her bear in an iron tight grip, and she had this constant blush that all young children seemed to have at an early age.

Hitomi felt silent tears roll down her cheeks and she hugged her only daughter (for right now) tightly against her chest. "They want to rob my child of her birthright and turn our unborn one into a mindless puppet under their rule. We cannot simply let them do that Hiashi. We just cannot."

Hiashi stared at his wife with a remorse expression before he wrapped his strong arms around her and their beloved daughter. "I know… And I will do everything in my power to stop the old fools from their wrongdoings. I won't rest until our happiness is happy." He said as he gently stroked his daughter's pink cheek with a finger.

Just as he finished saying his promise, the two spouses were suddenly brought out by their stupor by a light rapping on the door. Hiashi instantly steeled himself and removed his arms away from his daughter and wife. "Enter." He commanded in an authoritative tone and the door slid open revealing a branch member guard sitting on his knees at the entrance of the door.

"My sincerest apologizes for interrupting you Hiashi-sama and Hitomi-sama." The guard apologized as he bowed humbly before them with his forehead touching gently against the ground. "But the Hokage has requested your audiences at once. He says that it is urgent."

Hiashi flinted his eyes over to his wife who had caught his gaze. Hiashi turned back to the guard with his face looking ever impassive. "Very well then. We shall leave at once." He replied coolly. "Prepare three escort guards for our departure."

"Hai!" The guard then lifted himself up from his bowed position, closed the door gently, and swiftly walked away to go rally up some more guards.

The clanhead and the matriarch had only one thing coursing through their minds as they looked at each other again.

Just what did the Hokage want with them soo late at night…?

Hiashi and Hitomi were walking with three branch member guards down the hallway of the second floor of the Hokage Tower. Hinata was not currently with them because they had placed a few guards around her room as she slept, just in case the elders did something funny. Among those guards was Ko Hyuuga, a caretaker of the young heiress of the Hyuuga Clan, Hinata Hyuuga. He had spiky down hair, which was very in the Hyuuga compound, and a well-defined nose with pale pupiless eyes. He was wearing the standard Leaf shinobi attire: a green flak jacket with black pants and blue sandals. But his hitai-ate was embedded in an all-black bandana that was tied securely around his forehead.

They Hyuuga entourage reached their desired destination and Hiashi was the one to knock softly against the door that had a white plaque that had black kanji letters that wrote: "Hokage" above the oak door.

"Enter." A raspy but authoritative voice called from behind the door. Hiashi and Hitomi looked at each other one finally time before the clanhead twisted the knob and softly pushed open the door. When they all walked inside, they all saw two men dressed in sleek armour standing on either side of the Hokage's desk and the shorter of the two was holding a small form in his eyes. When Hitomi squinted her eyes at the little figure she gasped.

"That's Naruto!" Hitomi called out before she narrowed her beautiful lavender-tinted eyes at the men. Veins instantly formed around her eyes and her balled her hands when suddenly glowing blue with chakra. "What are you doing with him?! Unhand that child immediately!"

"Oh, you're pretty feisty for a Hyuuga." The taller samurai replied as he took out his cigar from his mouth and smeared the bottom on the Hokage's desk, cancelling the smoking item from produce smoke. "But I have every reason to let my cohort hold this child, for you see, Naruto Uzumaki is a close family relative of mine."

Hitomi was thoroughly confused at the man's sudden declaration. Hiashi turned his attention to the old Hokage who was sighing and rubbing his temples to cool down his growing annoyance. "Hokage-sama," Hiashi began slowly, "what is this man implying?"

And that's when Hiruzen explained everything to the Hyuuga entourage with a heavy and slightly peeved voice. "And that is why you two are here before me." Hiruzen sighed.

"So whaddya say?" The man named Akihiko asked as he stared at the Hyuuga with an icy cold stare. "Do you agree to the terms or not?"

Hiashi stared into the eyes of the Battousai with an equally cold glare. But the clanhead's glare for some reason could not beat the strange man's one. It was like the ginger's steely gaze was laced with glaciers as cold as the frozen seas and his eyes held a disturbing emptiness that made Hiashi feel very uneasy around the man. But the Hyuuga was extremely good of not showing his emotions.

All of a sudden, Hitomi started to gently pull on his robes which made the man forcefully break away his gaze from the red samurai. "Please give us one moment." Hiashi said before he and his wife excused themselves out of the door before reclosing it. "What is it Hitomi?"

"I think we should agree to it." She blurted out as soon as his questions uttered past his lips.

Hiashi's eyes widened before they stared at his beloved with a neutral yet confused gaze. He didn't scream absolutely not like he thought he would, but what with the Hyuuga council getting severely edgy and adamant on Hinata's case, he had no reason to argue with his wife. Their child's well-being was put on his top priority list as well as Hitomi's.

He didn't say anything but he nodded for his wife to continue. Hitomi smiled gratefully and let go of her husband's garbs. She hadn't let go ever since they walked outside of the door. "The Elders are getting restless and they are going to initiate their plans sooner than we anticipated." Hitomi explained. Her husband rubbed his chin before nodding in agreement. "We were previously talking about how to find a husband for her and the Uzumaki Clan will provide a safe enough home for her and she will be unreachable for the elders twisted and demented grasps. This will greatly help her and provide us with immense reassurance to know that she is in a safer place than the Hyuuga Compound… Do you not agree?"

Hiashi pondered the situation a bit longer before he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair again. He was very over protective of Hinata, even though he never admitted it. And to suddenly arrange a marriage for her when she's only four years old…? It made him sad and a little annoyed.

But this is for her safety… Her well-being… He thought solemnly before he took his wife's hands and smiled at her with a weary smile. "Okay. We will do this. For Hinata." Hiashi said as he squeezed her hands for reassurance.

Hitomi smiled back, but her smile with filled with joy and relief. "For Hinata." She responded and gave his hands the squeezing reassurance they so desired. They both took in a deep breath before steeling their facial expressions against. And walked back inside the Hokage's office.


Akihiko was smiling as he released the chakra he had discretely applied to his ears. He had heard the whole conversation that commenced outside between the Hyuuga Clan's head and his wife. And he could honestly say, Hinata's condition was way worse than he initially thought if that prick of a husband was worried that much about his daughter.

But it does keep things a bit more interesting on our end… The Battousai thought sinisterly while he looked to see Masayoshi have his eyes closed. The assassin's eyes snapped open and he looked at Akihiko and nodded. Looks like the people in question are coming back… Good thing I have Masa for recon…

The door creaked open and the couple came in and approached the Hokage's desk with calm, cool, and graceful steps. They stopped in front of the desk and Hiashi craned his neck to look at Akihiko. The man was grinning a slightly feral grin. "So… Do we have a deal with the illusive Hyuuga Clan?" Akihiko asked as he stuck out a hand towards Hiashi.

Hiashi looked at the red samurai's hand before looking at his wife. She gave him a soft smile and nodded slightly. The clanhead sighed before he took the man's outstretched hand with his own. "We have a deal." They both glared at each other before their hands shook once in conferment.

The Sandaime Hokage smiled happily at the two men. "Excellent," he said in a raspy voice, "now the two clans will have to sign a small packet of documented paper to verify its authenticity." Sarutobi took out a packet that had no more than three or four pages. He suddenly pointed to the blank spaces that were at the bottom of the paper. "Just sign your names in the designated areas and that will ultimately confirm the arrange marriage of Naruto Uzumaki and Hinata Hyuuga."

Hiruzen gave the two men a feathered-quill and they both dipped it in the ink at the same time. Akihiko went to sign first because the Clan that was depleting and were the ones who requested to participate in the CRA, then they always signed first in Konoha's laws. Hiashi sighed next and it continued until they reached the last page which said: "The Requirements and Requests of the Two Clans from Each Other."

Akihiko raised a brow at the wording. "Hey gramps, what does this last page mean?" The Battousai asked rudely to the Fire Shadow of the Lad of Fire.

Before the shinobi could answer, Masayoshi beat him to the punch. "I believe that this page is explaining that the two clans write down what they expect to happen between each other. Like a trade of sorts." Hiruzen nodded at the white samurai's answer.

"I see…" Hiashi said slowly as he rubbed his chin. "Then shall I write the first rule, Akihiko-san?" Said man just waved dismissively because he had not thought of any rules yet. Hiashi began to write quickly, his letters tight and neat. His wife intervened to write some rules herself but after a few minutes, the clanhead was finally finished. He gently placed it on the Hokage's desk for all to see.

Rule#1: The two clans will honor and treat each other with equal respect. No matter what statuses they uphold.

Rule#2: No secrets shall be held from the clans. All personal secrets are understandable but anything pertaining to clan affairs, it is shared to the other clan.

Rule#3: No acts of violence shall be committed upon each clan. Their heirs also pertain to this rule. The hurting or maiming of the heirs will result in punishment by jail or execution.

Rule#4: The married couple will treat each other with the upmost love and respect.

Rule#5: Any inappropriate actions that are committed by the couple (preferably the groom) that should not be committed until later years, the father or father-in-law, has the right to… straighten out their heinous acts.

Rule#6: These rules can be changed at any time, but only by the main family of the married couple and they all have to agree on the terms of the rule in order for them to verify it.

Rule#7: The main family of the arranged couple will treat each other like a family and not formally. Awkwardness is suffocating and no one likes to go through it.

Akihiko grinned as he finished writing that last rule. The man absolutely hated it when people, like his family or his closest friends addressed him with formality. It made him sound old and he was downright uncomfortable with it. "There! Is that all of the rules for our clans, Hiashi?"

Said man sported on a slight smile at the samurai. Already was the man following his— the last rule of the two powerful clans. Truly this man did bear a striking resemblance in the blonde lad's attitude. Hiashi chuckled as he folded his arms. "It seems to be in order, Akihiko."

The man just smiled and gave Hiashi a friendly slap on the back. The clanhead nearly tipped forward and was slightly winded from the force of Akihiko's hit. "That's the spirit. Well, it's time we brought the little brat back to Whirlpool, it'll be quite some time before he comes back here." He snapped his fingers and Masayoshi instantly came by his side. The two started to walk out before they were stopped again.

"How long will it be until Naruto comes back to Konoha?"

Akihiko looked over his shoulder and looked into the eyes of Hiruzen who was displaying a huge amount of sadness of losing Naruto. The samurai sighed and turned fully around. "He'll come back when his twelve years old to be assigned as a Genin."

"That's quite a long time."

"Yes but it's all necessary. Naruto needs to get reacquainted with his homeland. During that time, he will also be training vigorously if he is going to inherit the throne as the Daimyo of Whirlpool."

"D-Daimyo of Whirlpool?!" Hitomi stammered out in shock in awe. Displaying the same shocked emotions of everyone else in the room.

"But he's only a child! Wh-What about you? Isn't the Daimyo your father?!" This shocked everyone even further. "Aren't you supposed to inherit the throne before Naruto does?!"

Akihiko grinned before he waved a single finger. "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. So nosy." He mocked. "The thing is, I don't want that position. It's too much work. Naruto can have it."

"Don't you think you're being a bit selfish Akihiko-san?" Hiruzen asked.

Akihiko looked up at the ceiling and scratched the back of his red head as if contemplating about something. "Hmm. Maybe. But it's for me to know, and you not to find out." The tall man suddenly turned towards the Hyuugas with a lazy stare before he smiled at them. "Hinata-chan can visit Naruto after a few years. So about… When they turn eight years old? Yeah, that'll give 'em plenty of time to train before we drop the bomb on them. Don't you think?"

Hiashi and Hitomi started to sweat nervously at the use of Akihiko's… brash words before they exchanged worried glances. They looked back at the Battousai and nodded hesitantly towards him.

"Great! So see you guys in four years then! We'll send you a messenger bird when it's time. 'Till then." He gave them a two-fingered salute before he, Masayoshi, and Naruto started to suddenly shimmer before they completely vanished into thin air.

The Hyuugas and the Sandaime Hokage all looked at each other and exchanged looks. It looks like these next four years were going to go very differenty from what they had originally thought.

Hiruzen sighed before he took off his Hokage's Hat and ran an aged hand through his grey hair. "It looks like I will be calling the council earlier than I expected…" He grumbled.


Next Time on The Lost Clan of Whirlpool: Going Back Home…


YATTA! I'm finally finished with the 1st chapter of my new story guys! To those who said to work on Changes for the Better 1st, srry it's just that this story was calling out to me to make it first…. Ahhh…. But guys don't worry! I plan on doing the next chapter of Changes for the Better so don't worry your pretty little heads! ^/^

Okay dudes and dudettes, if you have sneezed through this new story then GOD BLESS YOUR FACE AND YOUR NOSE HOLES! 'Till then, Ja ne!

Hitai-ate [1]: AForehead Protector that shinobi where to signify which Hidden Village they belong to.

Kunoichi [2]: A Japanese word that means female ninja.

Shinigami [3]: The God of Death.

Hitokiri [4]: Skilled Assassin.

Caged Bird Seal [5]: Akihiko was explaining that the Uzumaki Clan were the ones who created the Caged Bird Seal and he was brashly stating how horrid for his ancestors to create such a thing.