"Talking"

Thinking (you may have to decide what is emphasis and what is thinking but I'll assume smartness on your parts)

Japanese (when not in Naruto verse-its too hard)

Kyuubi speaking

'Beast-speaking' (may be hard to tell apart from kyuubi but please do try to dissociated)

(Narutoverse)

Sarutobi sat at his desk, rereading the letter again. Propping his head on his hands he went over what it entailed. When the problems had begun he'd painstakingly sought after Jiraya and begged him to open the spy network, now it seemed like his worst fears had come true. The owl that came with every message pecked his hand, as it had done every day since he'd received the damnable parchment. Sadly he couldn't ignore it, the occurrences had come to crop up more frequently and more obviously. He couldn't control his power and without tutelage he would die from them, but either by heart or legality he couldn't work out how to let the boy go. Inside he debated on what the best course of action was. The boy wasn't showing any of the symptoms yet, and being away on a mission left him some thinking time.

The precious letters had entailed about the power, its manifestation and the school he worked at, but this one had dropped the bomb. The power was killing him, and there were no facilities here to teach the boy. With a headachy sigh he pushed away the letter. I'll decide when he returns. Behind the scrap of parchment a desk of paperwork was trebling every second. It truly was the scorn of Hokages. I hope my decision is correct. Naruto.

LINE

Naruto stood in front of a sliced up tree. The cuts in the bark, made by a now blunted kunai still in his hand, barely went above his height. This wasn't very high to begin with and only irked him more to admit it. He scowled at the offending plant, the difference clearly obvious between his, Sasuke's and Sakura's.

"Climb the tree you said. Without your hands you said." He grumbled under his breath. Naruto felt horrible, like someone was drilling his head in two with a blunt kunai. Only a few days ago they'd arrived in the land of wave, and that thing had happened twice already.

First when two crazy arsed ninja had appeared whirling a chain around. He had been about to get sliced, when the attacker turned around. The attacker hadn't even realised he was going the opposite direction until he'd hit a tree, it'd happened so fast. Luckily Kakashi hadn't noticed. He didn't want to appear like a freak to his team, at least not more of a freak then they already thought he was. The second time was just after they'd gotten over the sea and Zabuza had attacked. He'd landed in the water, after Kakashi had released the waterfall jutsu on the missing nin, and gotten tangled in the water weeds. As he'd breathed out his last bubble of air it, instead of floating to the surface, had expanded until it covered his nose and mouth and he found he could breathe again. Without the urgency of breathing to worry about he'd sliced away the bindings and swam to the surface. Again no one had noticed, what with Zabuza being impaled with senbon and the bubble popping the second it'd come into contact with the air.

Now, however he was glaring at his designated tree. It had to be the tree. He was doing exactly what Kakashi had been telling them, Sakura could do it and Sasuke was improving rapidly, but he just couldn't get above two metres. In the pit of his stomach anger flared, it must be the tree's fault. Sakura had already moved on from the exercise and Sasuke was halfway up his tree. He narrowed his eyes even further at it. Stupid tree.

The tree burst into flames.