Summary: Naruto was 6 when Kyuubi tricked him away from the village, saying that he was indeed the Kyuubi reincarnated, thus making an alliance; power and a friend for a freedom. Now he's is a back 7 years later with the will of the red fire and powers beyond that of man.

NaruSaku and possibly other pairings.

Disclaimer: I unfortunately, do not have the pleasure of owning Naruto; if I did then Sasuke would have better hair T-T

"Speaking"

'Thought'

"Demon speak"

Jutsu

Prologue: 3rd P.O.V.

It was dark that night, the 6th anniversay of the day that the Kyuubi attacked, the night the 4th Hokage defeated it, and Naruto's birthday. Naruto had yet to enter the academy, as he was still too young and was far from a prodigy. He could hear footfalls approaching, and knew that what could happen would happen. He broke into a sprint, but it was too late, the mob was upon him with spears and torches, stabbing and burning him as he screamed in agony, blood pooling around him in a crimson puddle. The ANBU looked on, until they thought he couldn't take much more, then shunshined to the center of the drunken crowd with kunai in hand.

"Get Out! Go on! Shoo! He's just a kid, what could he have possibly done?" Yelled the ANBU wearing a rat mask as he fended off the angry villagers, silently saying what they all knew, but was an S-class secret with a penalty of death.

"You know very well what the demon did! Your own parents died fighting what IT did!" spat what appeared to be the leader of the murderous mob, a dark, brooding man, most likely someone who had lost a loved one.

Rat and his partner just frowned behind their masks and shouldered Naruto as they started walking away from the pitiful villagers, ashamed at their actions.
They had just about reached the Hospital when red chakra started seeping out of Naruto with a demonic aura, swirling around him as it bubbled ominously. The startled ninja started sprinting towards the emergency entrance, the smell of burning fat soon reaching their noses. Glancing down, they stared in horror as the fire-like chakra was burning through their clothes and Naruto's skin, exposing the side of you that's never supposed to be seen unless you're dead.

Inside Naruto's mindscape

Naruto woke up with a jolt, only to find himself sinking in sewer water and in a hallway with cracking walls and rusted pipes. A growl found its way to his ears as his eyes adjusted to the change, only to widen at the darkness and anger he found in the growl. He cowered in fear, as any orphan might do at the sound of a threat, and one that could be fulfilled with ease.

'Uh-oh' thought Naruto, as he slowly unbent from the fetal position he had assumed when he first heard the noise. 'This can NOT be good... I should probably get out of here, but HOW?' he thought as he assessed his surroundings with what little skill he had, noting the state of disrepair and the reeking smell of killer intent.

Slowly, he walked down the hall, glancing at all the hallways branching off of the one he was in, the one that seemed to stretch on for an eternity. Glancing around, he saw designs etched into the gray walls.

"Who are you?"a large being growled in what must have been normal for him, but was EXTREMELY loud for Naruto.

"I-I I'm N-Na-Naruto, wh-who are y-yo-you." he managed to stutter, shaking quite visibly in fear.

"I am the legendary, most awesome demon of all, the one and only... Kyuubi no Kitsune!" roared the large voice, as Naruto had yet to locate him in the maze of hallways which seemed to be getting larger with every passing second.

"K-Kyu-Kyuubi?" the boy asked, marveling that he hadn't yet been killed by the monster that had supposedly killed his unknown parents in a single swipe. "You killed my parents! ...Are you the reason why I'm hated; why I have a seal on my stomach, why I'm... unloved?" he asked, already knowing the answer, but wanting to hear it said, and all the while thinking 'And where are you?"

"To answer all FOUR of your questions, You are hated because the villagers think you are me, the Yondaime used the seal to seal me, you are loved; you just don't know it yet, and turn right then follow it to a large red door, I am in a sealed cage behind it in a large room."

Naruto followed the Kyuubi's instructions, and to his surprise, he wasn't lied to, he was told the cold, hard, truth. He was hated because he WAS a demon, just like everybody said.

Cautiously he opened the large red door, straining at the effort as he almost collapsed, due to his underdeveloped muscles, thanks to all the ramen he ate. Tiptoeing in the room he gazed at a cage that seemed to go on forever and upwards a long way. Inside the cage it was pitch black and all he could see were two crimson red and merciless eyes staring at him, almost seeming pityingly annoyed.

"You are not a demon Naruto, I am. You on the other hand are a weak, floundering ninja hopeful who just happens to have ME sealed in you."

"The-Then why does everybody hate me!" screamed Naruto, his body now racked with sobs.

"Because," said Kyuubi, putting it simply, "They think you are me, they are too ignorant to look underneath the underneath."

"Stupid villagers." said Naruto after a long pause, his sobs now minimal.

"But there isn't anything you can do...except prove them wrong or right. If we team up; I shall teach you to become stronger and more powerful so that you can fulfill your dream, and you shall create a jutsu that will allow me freedom...and we shall both gain a friend." said Kyuubi, persuading Naruto with a genjutsu of wonder, one that even the sharingan could not copy, showing him what life might be like if he did, and if he didn't. Let's just say the later wasn't very pretty.

"O-Okay. I guess so." said Naruto hesitantly, "So... when do we start?"

"We shall leave tonight at 1. Be prepared."

'Well that was weird.' thought Naruto as he opened his eyes to find himself in his version of torture; the hospital.

"Ughh!" groaned Naruto, smelling antiseptic and the smell of sickness. "I HAVE to get outta here." But looking at himself, he knew that would be hard, considering the red-stained bandages on his body. Slowly, he got out of bed, wincing in pain. He limped over to the open window, climbed onto the sill, and jumped out into the night.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed the prologue of Will of the Red Fire and continue to read. Remember, reviews make me HAPPY, so they may get a new chapter out sooner. :)

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