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"people talking"
people thinking
"Kyuubi talking"
Kyuubithinking
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Three months till graduation
Naturo was bored, no doubt about it. This seemed to go on forever. Iruka would go on about the first Hokage and the Uchiha clan, Kiba would be loud, Choji would eat and Sasuke would just brood. But looking at the clock, he smiled only five more minutes until delicious ramen. "...and so that is why the Hyuuga clan and the Aburame clan have such close ties. Don't forget homework for tuesday. Have a nice weekend, class dismissed."
Naruto bolted, he wanted out, he couldn't wait to see Ayame or Ichiraku-jiji. He ran down the down the street leading to the noodle stand, he knew to avoid people, but he was so hungry he decided not to go around the backstreets but rather go straight along the main road leading to the city centre. Speaking of the city, everybody was out and the road seemed very crowded, more crowded than usual. Then he heard them, the whispers of "fox" "hellspawn" "demon" that seemed to haunt Naruto wherever he went. He ignored them, shut them out, he wouldn't let them get to him, after all he was going to be Hokage right? Turning right down the pavement Naruto knew something was off, there was no smell of delicious miso ramen, no sound of pots and pans clanging, and the Ichirakus were nowhere to be seen. Getting closer to the stand he saw it, a note on his usual stool. He read it
"Naruto if you are reading this we I'm sorry, jiji is sick and I have to take care of him before it gets any worse. Hopefully it will pass but pa' is old and may not make it. I hope you understand. Ayame."
Naruto read it a few more times wanting to cry, how could the old man get sick like this? If he didn't get better he didn't know where he would get his food. Ayame was probably frightened right now, she was not an adult and she would be put under the care of child welfare, or as Naruto liked to call it "child un-welfare". If that happened, the ramen bar would certainly close.
Millions of scenarios ran through Naruto's head as he started to walk home. What if the old chef did die? What would he do then? He was unsure which shops would let him get food, most shopkeepers would yell at him as soon as entered their store. Naruto knew deep down that Ichiraku-jiji would die. If he was sick enough that Ayame had to take care of him it meant it was serious and, the cook was almost 84. It would be hard for the ramen stand owner to get out of the ordeal alive. Naruto just wished he could help.
As Naruto entered his a apartment, a weird feeling started to form in his stomach. It was nauseating, it didn't take long for Naruto to go try to throw up, but when he went to the bathroom, nothing came out. He decided that sleeping would probably be best for him and soon went to go get his pyjamas. When he took off his jumpsuit though he saw something that greatly worried him. The tattoo on his stomach was glowing and looked as if it were lava. He tried to touch it, but as he found out, it burned like lava as well. Then his stomach started to bleed. It was small at first, as if it were a paper cut, but the amount leaving his body increased quickly. Naruto fell to his knees, numbness starting to take over. He could not feel his toes and fingers and was getting cold. Feeling the last of his strength leaving him he lazily rolled over. At this point his blood was pouring out. If his body were a bath tub, his bellybutton was the drain. So he laid there, feeling the last of his strength leaving him and wondering what the hell was going on.
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The next morning
Naruto woke up with a stifling groan as his blaring alarm clock went off."BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP." Naruto felt sore, not just a little sore, but very sore, as if he had just ran a marathon sore. His back ached, his arms ached, even his tails ached- What!? TAILS? This must just be a dream... He tried to pinch himself, but failed miserably as he discovered he no longer possessed hands. Instead, paws surrounded by orange fur were all that he had. He then proceeded to stand, but flopped and and hit his snout on the ground. He decided, in a moment of surprising clarity, to take a deep breath and figure out what was happening. First, why was he in the bathroom? Trying to recall what had happened the previous night, he was surprised at how hazy it all was. He remembered feeling sick and coming home early from a now shut-down Ichiraku's. But beyond that he could not remember a thing. Next question, was this real life? It felt too vivid to be a dream and he doubted it was one of those genjutsus he had heard about. So yes, this was indeed real life. The third and most important question he asked himself was what the hell was going on. He didn't have hands, he could feel two tails swishing about behind him and he could no longer walk on two legs. "What the hell!" At that moment Naruto remembered a lesson taught to him by Iruka "Even in the most dire situations, a ninja must never panic." He repeated the mantra several times in an attempt to calm down.
"Hello?" called a deep voice from outside his bedroom. Naruto freezed. Someone's in here. He heard soft footsteps approaching from outside the bathroom door. The door creaked open and Naruto was shocked with what he saw. A very orange fox with red slit pupils stood in front of him. The fox looked worn out and tired but was still intimidating. The fox grinned as he saw Naruto.
"You don't look to bad if I say do so myself"
"...YOU CAN TALK!?"
"Well if you can, why shouldn't I be able to?"
"Well, I'm human and your a... a fox! Foxes don't talk!"
"Your a fox to though, well... a Kitsune to be precise"
"Huh... WHAT!"
"What else would you be? Human? Don't make me laugh."
It was starting to make sense to Naruto, he was a fox. That's why he couldn't stand up straight. Why he had paws. Why he had two tails. He was a kitsune!
"I see you understand what I'm talking about."
"But why? What's going on? Why aren't I human?
Naruto was starting to sound desperate, his voice was choking as if he were about to cry. If this is real, how will I become Hokage? How can I see my friends? What will I do with my life?
"You want to know what's happening? I will tell you, if you want an explanation"
"Yes, please tell me, please!"
"Alright, alright. Our story starts twelve-ish years ago when you were born. I had already been trapped for a hundred years inside of Mito Uzumaki and her pathetic niece, Kushina. Back then, I was still sealed within Kushina when she got pregnant with you"
"YOU WERE INSIDE MY MOM!"
"NO INTERRUPTIONS KIT!" the entire building shook with the might of kyuubi's roar.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be so loud. Anyway when your mother got pregnant the seal weakened and her baby was heavily affected by my chakra. Your as much my son as you are hers... Then, the night you were born, Madara Uchiha happened. When I broke out of the seal I was made furious by his disgusting eye. I proceeded to decimate your village but was stopped by a yellow haired bastard. Your fourth Hokage is the second human I've ever respected, the first was the sage of six paths. That piss haired man gave his life to keep his village safe. He made a contract with the death god and died having sealed me within a baby. That baby was you."
Naruto was openly crying, little fox yips came out as if he were choking, but Kyuubi seemed unfazed and cool as a cucumber.
"Strong emotions loosen the seal thus allowing my chakra to flow through you. Yesterday when that noodle shop was closed, you called opened the seal slightly. I took my chance and tried to break free and I succeeded, partly. You see, I underestimated that seal of yours and two tails worth of my power were left behind. The seal broke because of the sudden change and the remaining two tails were absorbed by you. Here we are."
"H- How will I achieve my dr- dream if I'm a fox? How c- can I see my friends again? H- How will I become Ho- Hokage"
Naruto was drowning in his sadness the tears and weird hiccups made it difficult for him to talk.
"Don't worry kit, their are perks that come with being a Kitsune..."