"Talking."
Thinking.
Kyuubi/Kurama thinking.
"Kyuubi/Kurama, Summons, Inner Sakura talking."
Prologue: Story for the Broken
In a dark room surrounded by soft light, a large being paced in agony. The being muttered as he turned quickly and slammed into the bars that denied him freedom.
"Dang it," he yelled in frustration as the bars stood strong. "Curse that blonde bakka! How dare he seal me in here!"
Kurama roared as he slammed into the bars of his prison once again. It has been five years since that fateful day, and he was slowly going insane. The claustrophobia and only being able to do anything but pace and talk to himself was grating on his ever slipping sanity.
Kurama took a deep breath as he sat down and took a deep breath.
"A long...long... time ago," Kurama said slowly, and uncertainly. "No. ...No. That's not right."
The fox laid down and rested his head on his paws.
"Once... upon? Yes. Once upon...a time," He started over. "In a place far, far away from here. A place where only Yokai can trod. There was a Kitsune. The humans coined him as "The Kyuubi no Kitsune," but that's too far in the future. No. Where this story starts is when the feared Kyuubi is just a kit. You see, Kyuubi wasn't always strong..."
Kurama chuckled in remembrance.
"No," he said continuing. "He was once very weak..., and very clumsy. He constantly followed around his Tunki brother Shukaku. You see, when Kyuubi was young, he thought that Shukaku was invincible. You see, it happened like this..."
Outside of Kyuubi's prison, unknown to Kurama, a small five year old boy was sitting stock still, tears sliding down his face as he remembered the latest attack on his person. However, as the mysterious—to him at least—voice continued on with his story, the young boy slowly calmed.
Flashback no Jutsu!
It was just starting to get dark, and little Naruto was dragging his feet home after an unsuccessful attempt to make friends. He didn't understand why the parents wouldn't let their kids play with him. And, he didn't know why everyone but jiji hated him. What did he do? No. It was more like what could he do? He was only five years old for Pete's sake! He couldn't even read yet!
Naruto sighed and thought, Maybe tomorrow I can make a new friend! Jiji's great and all. But, he's always busy. And, he's old.
Naruto was so busy thinking, he didn't notice three drunk villagers sneer at him.
"Hey, hey," the tallest drunk said. "It's the demon brat!"
"How dare he act like owns the place," the largest one hissed. "Look. He's not even paying attention where he's going. Who does he think he is? Does he think that people are just going to move outta his way like he's some form of royalty?"
"Let's teach him a lesson," The bald one said. "We'll be heroes!"
The three nodded and continued to sneak up on the poor five year old. They knocked him out, and quickly left the scene.
...a few hours later...
When Naruto woke up he was in a dark room, and he was strapped onto a cold metal table. The room was small and had no windows.
Where am I, Naruto thought. And how did I get here?
"Hello, demon," a rough voice said. "My friends and I decided that you were getting to cocky, so, we're going to be nice and teach you to behave."
The man chuckled darkly at this, and his two friends—Naruto decided to "fondly" call them Baldy and Fatman—walked up with huge knives, a blow torch, and salt. Naruto's eyes winded and he started to struggle, but the binds were too strong.
"No," Naruto yelled. "Lemme go! I didn't do anything!"
"Liar," the men yelled. "You, demon, killed our families, friends, and even the Fourth Hokage!"
"I didn't," Naruto said, crying. "I can't even read!"
"Stup up," the leader yelled as he lit the blow torch.
Naruto's screams lit the room, and the men only laughed at his plight.
It had been three days before Naruto was found by the Hokage's trusted ANBU. They had found him covered in burns and blood. Kakashi, the ANBU called "Inu", was discusted when he saw that the men had cut deep strips over the burns, and then tossed salt into the wounds. The poor five year old was in agony. And, he would later be overcome with rage when he and Hebi, otherwise known as Anko, found out that the men never let Naruto slip into merciful unconsciousness. No, they made sure he was constantly aware of the torture they put him throw.
Naruto was immediately taken to the hospital, and he stayed in a coma for a month, form the shock and the third degree burns.
Flashback no Justu Kai!
...Back with Naruto...
Naruto sat there as he listened to the story of the clumsy Kitsune named Kyuubi. He listened as he was, unknowingly told, about how the kit followed the Tanuki Shakaku around because he got his first tail before Kyuubi did by accidentally defeating bullies with his sand.
Naruto silently giggled as he listened to the antics of the small kit. However, he would never know exactly who the kit was until many years later...