Alright, here's to hoping I don't F this one up eh? By F,ing up I mean, COMPLETELY FUCKING MYSELF OVER WITH THE STORY! Another Dark Naruto story, killing, gore, everything the public loves right? But a little diffrent from normal...hehe.. this story will be worked on every so often so I don't screw myself again. In Naruto fight's back I rushed the story along without thinking. In no way will I make the mistake of integrating two stories again. So give me time inbetween chapters to think...I won't leave this story unfinished! I promise!

And I will only state this once and right here, ahem I DON'T OWN NARUTO!

There the mysterious japanese man cannot say I didn't say it. Also adding on that I will try to make this one a little more japanese-ish than my other fics.

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

Inner entities or inner entities actions.

"Voices over radio's, tv's, and ect."

Pairings...eh...I like traditional, either NarutoXHinata or Sakura. I haven't decided on who yet...More Sakura then Hinata. Or both? People review give me some good ideas. Also Kyuubi will be female.

Rated M for massive amounts of blood, swearing, and sick disgusting images that leak from my mind.

Anyway on with the story. BUT question. Who else was amused with the drunk Yamoto in shippuden...ah...priceless.


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

"No Sakura-chan...five more hours" said Naruto in his sleep.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Naruto opened his eye's and found himself staring at his alarm clock. "AH...FUCK!" he yelled. He slammed his fist down on the alarm clock and smashed it flat. After he threw the covers off him, he grabbed what was left of the alarm clock and threw it into the wall. Sending it straight through and into the kitchen, shattering everything in it's way. Naruto let out what seemed like a roar and punched another hole in the wall, making that about 27 in total. After taking a deep breath, he put on a pair of loose fitting jeans and a black t-shirt he moved to the door of his bedroom. Only stopping to look at the calander. October 10th 2008

"Merry fucking birthday" he said and teared the calander off his wall. Almost tearing the door of it's hinges he walked down the long ass hall to his bathroom.

'Fucking penthouse, fucking ass Kyuubi'

"FUCKING EVERYTHING" he yelled. Naruto decided to not go to the bathroom and instead went to grab a glass of water. When he entered the kitchen, broken glass from the rogue alarm clock was scattered everywhere. Not even noticing he walked across, in the same pissed off mood that he would have to clean the shit up. He gulped down the glass of water and just threw the glass to the floor.

'Fucking Kami I want to die! I swear, when I get my hands on Kyuubi's throat, I'll kill her over and over again. Slow and painful...letting the blood flow like rain' he thought. Naruto shrugged off the bloodlust and walked to a bar, grabbing a bottle of his strongest sake. 'Well...happy 4998th birthday to me.'

After gulping down the bottle, he threw it agaisn't the fridge, letting the pieces mix with the glass. He stumbled to the blinds on the window and opened them, making the shine in on his blood red eye's.

"Good morning Konoha...The demon's awake" he said before walking out onto the balcony. Naruto sat in a lawn chair and looked out onto the new bustling city, with a frown. 'Shoulda killed this place when it was weak'

From inside the penthouse a phone started to ring, but he ignored it. He was not one to deal with people in the morning, so he let the machine get it.

"Mr. Uzumaki, it's Tasumi, I'm calling to let you know that your therapy session is today at 5 oclock. And if you scare this one away I'm not finding you a new one. I'll see you later today. Oh, and happy birthday"

The phone clicked dead and Naruto sighed. 'That girl is trying to get under my skin already.'

Tasumi was Naruto's secretary for his "job". Naruto did a series of things to get him his money, for one...assassination's. Even though this new civilization no longer harbored chakra or the shinobi ways, he was still a demon in a human world. He lived trying not to kill everyone in sight, although most times he wants nothing more than to grab the nearest person and rip they're "Fucking head off" as Naruto would bluntly put it. But still, he had a right to be irratable this day. Most day's he acted like his old self, the comic relief demon as one could say. Except on the day of his birthday the day the Kyuubi damned him to this life. As for keeping all of it on the down low he just kept his demonic appearences to a minimum. Naruto looked at his watched and sighed, "2 o'clock already? Maybe this day won't torment me forever. Ha my lucks finally changin." He got up and walked back into his house to get ready for his therapy session. It was all Tasumi's idea for Naruto to deal with random anger fits. The first therapist diagnost him as bipolar. Partially correct. One side who was the nicest guy you'll ever meet, then the other is the demon people still feared would return.

Naruto was about to go into the bathroom when he heard his "roommate" upstairs. He was grunting followed by woman moaning. 'I'm sick of doing this every fucking morning' he thought as he climbed the stairs. On his roommates door was a message written in blood. "Praying, stay out or I'll kill you"

Naruto didn't listen and he kicked the door open, "FUCKING KAMI HIDAN! KEEP IT DOWN! I'M SUPRISED I HAVEN'T GOTTEN CALL'S"

The room was eerily silent for a moment before a tiny Hidan voice came, "Got it."

Naruto shook his head and was about to leave when he saw another message written in blood, "October 10th don't piss off roommate"

Ever since Naruto came across his head, Hidan's been nothing but a thorn in Naruto's side. It was nice to have someone to talk to from over 4500 years ago, but his constant Jashin ranting and other...thing's, made him a high scale annoying roommate. Not to mention he was acting weirder then normal lately. Naruto walked down the stairs and got ready for the therapy place. He heard the front door open and shut, then 30 seconds later, "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED IN THE KITCHEN!"

Naruto walked out of his room and into the kitchen, "Rogue alarm clock, came through the wall." he said. Hidan sat on the counter and scooted himself across until he reached fridge. He pulled the door open and found the next issue, his arm didn't reach around the opened door. "Fuck, a little help here man?"

"Why don't you just fucking walk across the glass" asked Naruto. Hidan shook his head, "I may be immortal but I still feel pain, unlike you. And walking across glass is something I wouldn't like to fucking try!"

Naruto sighed again and walked for the door, supressing his red eye's, claw's, and overly large canines. A few moment's he was in the elevator when his cell phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Good afternoon Mr. Uzumaki!"

"Hi Tasumi..." he said trying to sound a little more happy.

"Happy birthday, I just called to give you the direction's to your therapist."

"Alright"

"I'm emailing them to your phone right now, just pop it in your gps."

'Tasumi still doesn't realize I know how to use modern technology? If she wasn't blonde I would have to slap her'

"Thanks Tasumi, I'll talk to you later" he said before hanging up. Everything was getting on his nerves, it didn't help when he arrived at the therapist's office. Especially when he saw the name of the therapist. 'Should I just back away?'

The last name on of the therapist was Haruno. Naruto sighed again and walked in. 'If it's an this chick looks like Sakura-chan I'm out.'

He was probably sitting in the office for 4 minutes when a pink haired woman walked out, much to Naruto's suprise, besides the pink hair, looked almost nothing like Sakura. He stood up, only to have her stare at him. Naruto cocked an eyebrow at her but she didn't stop.

"Is there something on me, or do you stare at all your patients?" This question shook her out of the stare and made her smile. "No, it's just...your..."

"Huge?" he asked. Indeed he was huge, he stood 6'7'' and completely covered in muscle. His blonde hair was to his shoulders, still wild and untouched.

"Yeah, huge" she said like it was normal, "Well if you follow me, Mr. Uzumaki, we can get started."

Naruto nodded and followed her into a corner office and sat down across from her. Her name thing on the desk said, Namora Haruno. He looked around and saw the office was filled with old pictures. Really old pictures.

"So" she said "what are you here for."

"No clue, my assistant said I should 'continue' my therapy." explained Naruto, there was a small twinge in his system when he saw something behind her on a shelf. In a glass case was a long black cloth, connected to it was a Konoha forhead protector. With a cut going horizontal across it. Namora saw that his grip on the wooden part of the couch tightened, she followed his gaze til it rested on the forhead protector. "Do you know what that is?" Naruto stayed silent. Namora sighed and took it out of it's case and held it.

"Thousands of years ago, Konoha was one of the 5 shinobi nations-"

"Yeah I know" said Naruto, with clenched teeth. Namora gave him an odd look but continued on. "My family has been in Konoha ever since those times, this belonged to one of my ancestors."

"After it came from someone else" said Naruto. That headband used to be his.

"What makes you say that?" she asked. Naruto sighed and looked at his feet, "Because it was mine."

There was a small clang as she dropped it to the floor. "W-what do you mean?"

Naruto let out another sigh and looked at her, "These therapy sessions are confidential right?"

Namora nodded. "Good then I'm going to tell you a story" said Naruto. He paused for a second, why did he trust this woman with this story? He just met her but he felt like he should get this off his chest.

"Over 4900 year's ago. I was the jailor of Kyuubi no Youko, now I am the Kyuubi." he explained, as he did he unsupressed his genjutsu on his fox like features. Namora stared intently obviously not afraid. In truth she found this rather intresting, "Do you mind if I record this session?"

"Not at all" said Naruto in a slightly deeper voice. "Ok, where to start? On this very day, 4980 years ago something I still can't explain happened."

o000o
Flash back 4980 years ago

Naruto stood infront of the desk with Tsunade on the other side. To his right stood Sakura with a big smile on her face. To his left, sitting in a chair, well tied to the chair was one Sasuke Uchiha. Naruto was having trouble standing up but Sakura was there to support him. Sasuke was bleeding from every orface imaginable, but no one seemed to care.

"Well, first off" said Tsunade "He's going to have to stand trial for treason. Of course we all know the cost of that."

"Death" said Naruto with a little sadness behind his voice. Tsunade sighed and looked at Naruto, "I'll do everything I can to stop it from coming to that"

"Thank you baa-chan" he said. Tsunade nodded to Sakura who nodded back. "Come on Naruto-kun, I'll take you to the hospital."

Naruto nodded and the two exited the room leaving Tsuande and Sasuke alone. "Your not going to stop my death sentence are you" asked Sasuke very quietly. Tsunade shook her head but after a few moment's of silence she spoke, "The possibility of you getting the death sentence is next to zero. The council want's the Sharingan back in the village."

A few months after Sasuke was cleared of his treasonist charges, Naruto was walking to the training fields to meet them. The reunion of Team 7 was going to be the happiest day for Naruto, but he arrived to find the other two in a heated arguement. 'So a little kink's to work out, after all he did abandon us' thought Naruto.

He approached them with a forced smile, but it dropped when he heard about they're words. Aparently, Sasuke changed his mind and wanted to have Sakura help him restore his clan. She refused.

"I found someone better than you" she said.

"You don't mean the dobe do you? He isn't better than me!" Sasuke shouted. Sakura scowled at him, "He beat your ass all the way here, how can you say that!"

"Because I have the Sharingan! It's the mark saying I'm better than anyone!"

Naruto sighed and just stood there behind Sakura and waited for the arguement to stop. He didn't want to get involved in they're childishness.

"Ha! Bullshit" said Sakura "Sharingan is a tool and so is the person using that"

Before Sakura could react, a fist connected under her chin. She was falling over, but Naruto's hands caught her.

"That was uncalled for Uchiha" said Naruto.

"She had it coming t-" Sasuke didn't finish his sentence because, Naruto dove ontop of him and started to punch his face in. "NOBODY HURT'S HER! NOT EVEN THE FUCKING UCHIHA!"

Naruto couldn't control himself, he just kept punching. Sasuke's screams for help was soon silenced but Naruto kept going. 'Kyuubi, Give me power!'

"Kit, the Uchiha is just almost dead. Surely you don't wish to kill him?"

'You don't know my damn wishes you bastard fox! GIVE ME POWER!'

"Very well..."

Naruto's punches became stronger as Kyuubi's chakra encased his body. Sakura watched in horror as the Kyuubi-fied Naruto lifted Sasuke into the air and threw him into a tree.

"Let's see your fucking Sharingan save you now Uchiha!" yelled Naruto as he ran foward and shoved his claw like hand into Sasuke's lower abdomen. "This is the price to pay for hurting Sakura-chan" he said quietly into his ear. Naruto ripped his hand up to Sasuke's chin, cutting open his entire body and jugular. Naruto's blood lust didn't stop as he proceeded to open up Sasuke's body and let all the organ's fall out to the ground. He took out a kunai and stabbed it through until it embedded itself in the tree behind, leaving Sasuke's empty body upright for everyone to see. Sakura ran towards Naruto and through the Kyuubi's chakra, wrapped her arms around him.

"You have to stop now Naruto! He's dead, please stop!" she cried. The tear's fell from her face onto the base of his neck. His body instantly relaxed and he and her fell to the ground. Naruto layed under Sakura, completely scared. 'I lost control! I could have hurt Sakura-chan.'

"Naruto-kun?" came Sakura's voice.

"Sakura-chan...I'm sorry. I'm so so-"

"What the hell happened here?" said a new comer's voice. They looked up to find Kakashi standing there looking at Sasuke's dead corpse. "Naruto...the council's going to have your head for this!"

"Kakashi...The Sharingan is still in the village, they didn't need him." growled Naruto. He looked at Kakashi and felt the need to kill him to. If Kakashi told the council then they would kill Naruto. Who would protect Sakura? Naruto was about to strike again when he heard Kyuubi talk to him.

"Kit something's happened, we're merging. You need to get out of there if you don't want to destroy the village."

'WHY DO YOU CARE!'

"Because I'm dying, and I know you wouldn't be able to live with yourself when you were responsible for Haruno's death."

Naruto didn't say anything except lay there under Sakura. She was shaking, holding herself close to Naruto. 'I have to get away, to protect her.' As he layed there, he could feel him and the Kyuubi start to merge. Naruto suddenly pried Sakura off him and shouted he was sorry, then took off in a run.

"Naruto!" yelled both Kakashi and Sakura. Kakashi who had a duty, took out a couple of kunai and threw them at Naruto. 'I'm sorry Naruto.'

Naruto heard them coming and twist to the side. The first one caused a cut to appear along the side of his forehead plate, the other cut the back of it. Letting it fall to the ground. He didn't waste time picking it up. He just ran.

End flash back
o00o

"I didnt stop running for a week, when I stopped I was like this. The Kyuubi was dead and I took her place as a demon." explained Naruto. "A few years later, I learned that Konoha was destroyed by Akatsuki. They were looking for me, I never went back to confirm it. Until about 400 years afterwords, I felt it was safe to return...I've been here ever since. I still hate this place, I always hated this village, well...the people. While I was gone I thought on everything and I felt I should have been the one to destroy Konoha. But they beat me to it."

"Do you get a bloodlust often?" asked Namora. Naruto ignored the question and was about to continue on but she asked again, "How often do you want to kill humans?"

"Um..."

'Everyday!'

"Not that often" he said, "only if I feel they deserve it."

Namora nodded and clicked off the recorder. "Your secret's safe with me, and off the record. I can see why she liked you."

"Uh huh..." An akward silence soon reached over them before Namora spoke again, "So same time next week?"