Hello hello!

Today isn't an update day but I decided to update because a great friend of mine asked me when I planned to update this story. Said great friend shouldn't take that as a chance to tell me to update my other stories besides on my update days, which are Friday and Sunday. I was in a really good mood, that's probably why I agreed. Even still, I appreciate the fact that every time you asked about the story it reminded me about it because I forget about stories for as long as a month when I'm distracted. Thank you Kilare T'Suna.

So…first chapter was a hit. Whoopy! I'm so glad so many people enjoyed it. Much more people than I anticipated, to be honest, but I appreciate the hell out of each and every one that favourite, followed and reviewed. I hope I did justice to this chapter.

XD nearly everyone summarized that Sasori would get his ass handed to him in a silver platter. You just have to read and see.

I had this chapter set for Friday but I'll be honest, I was anxious to hear what everyone thought of it then. It has some info on Naruto's behaviour and his unsettling war with himself at his failures, but hey, I don't want to reveal too much beforehand so I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoy writing it.

Enjoy…

CHAPTER 2

"Kushi-chan I just need you to calm down-" a strong hand gripped the speakers neck and squeezed before she pulled the person back and glared fiery daggers at the speaker,

"Don't tell me to calm down," she growled, her blood shot and tired eyes looking into his half amused, half petrified eyes, "Tou-san,"

He cracked a grin and pulled her into a hug, she stiffly patted his back, "I'm just so proud of my little Kushi-chan, already ready to have a mini Kushi-chan; big bro would be proud," the woman blushed, hormonal and everything, and buried her face into his chest, "I just wish you found someone…better to be the father," she playfully slapped his chest and laughed, "I'm serious!"

"Ehem!"

"Yeah, yeah, I could sense you from a mile away, brat," the man mumbled but then received a solid punch to his belly, he winced and sharply withdrew to see his daughter looking at him with her arms crossed,

"Be nice, Tou-san," Naruto Uzumaki, the cursed maker, pouted and sulked over to a corner of the room where his surrogate daughter had been kept. The Yondaime Hokage chuckled, earning a scathing glare from the legendary shinobi but the blonde ignored it expertly, years of being used to the older man's behaviour ingrained into his memory.

The cursed maker, decked out in his full combat gear; black ninja pants and light blue short sleeved shirt with a long sleeved black under shirt underneath it. He had bandages wrapped around his ankles, stopping above his blue shinobi sandals, and his left upper arm. There was a deep green jounin flak jacket over his torso with the Konoha forehead protector worn on his forehead. There was also a curious looking red and black sword sheath with no weapon inside strapped to his hip. The old man, looking as young as ever, ran a tired hand through his blood red hair and sighed as he looked outside the window at the calm night. He could hear his daughter and her husband speak lowly to each other, mostly her saying heated, extra hormonal words to him and him replying soothingly. He rolled his eyes when he heard a quick crack, guessing that the girl had probably punched the blonde clean across his face.

Kushina had been scheduled to give birth that day but out of justified fear that the Kyuubi would use her weakened mental state to try and escape they constructed a small wooden building far away from Konoha, or any remotely populated area in the country. The room had been made specifically for this purpose weeks' ago and painted in soothing blue and white, with purple flowers and white, steaming ramen bowls painted onto the walls, Kushina particularly liked that addition. Naruto and Minato, his son-in-law, combined fuinjutsu expertise to fortify the building with special seals to prevent the Kyuubi's release, or even the chakra being detected for miles around. It could even be called the safest place on the planet.

This would be proven wrong an hour later.

A bomb had gone off in Konoha and he had been sent back to investigate, on finding out that a masked exploding clone had gone off in the Uchiha residential district he knew something was wrong, except the obvious fact that the ground was smouldering and there were a few charred bodies scattered around. That was when he felt a sharp pulse, almost too small to be sensed at his distance but he knew the exact feeling; Kushina's chakra inside a seal had been overpowered. He felt a chill pass through his body and he ran toward his daughter without a moment's hesitation, idly commanding the ANBU commander to take charge of the situation. It was as he entered the tree line outside of the northern Konoha gate did he feel an overpowering amount of foreboding, followed by a loud, blood curdling roar.

He cursed under his breath as he zipped like lightening through the forests, a mere black and red blur in the night under the pale full moon. Dozens of blue chakra chains warped out of his neck and arms, digging into the trees around him before they propelled him high into the air, he clapped his hands together, as he soared through the air, and blew orange fire into them before he muttered, "paper plane," the fire in his cupped hands expanded, the ninja making sure to keep his hands beneath him now, and formed a glowing orange paper aeroplane. He dug two chakra chains into the creation and blue fire propelled it forward. He could now clearly hear the maniacal and blood thirsty cackles of the nine tailed fox as more evil chakra washed around. He reached the centre of the red chakra and watched with horror evident in his blue eyes as a giant fingernail ripped out from his daughter's stomach with her lying on her back. Then a finger came, then the arm, then the whole body, after which he had to snap himself out of his surprise and blur over to his daughter. On nearing her he noticed two things, the black cloaked person leaving, probably the person who had unsealed the beast, and a red fox tail carving a trail of fire and destruction towards him. He made a decision there, on not seeing Minato, and formed a clone in his place while he switched with a branch near his daughter.

His world stopped as he fell on his knees next to her body, his eyes, already wide with pure shock and horror, looked on her pale, unconscious form. His chest tightened as her closed eyes fluttered slightly, signs of life which should make him relieved but made him feel the opposite. His hands shakily reached to her and brushed her bloody, gaping stomach, the only thing keeping her modesty was a purple cloak hastily thrown on her.

Where was the baby?

Where was his grandchild?

His breathing was getting shallow, his eyes narrowed into thin slits and his jaws clenched powerfully. He couldn't hear anything, he couldn't smell anything, and he couldn't see anything besides the weak, pale and bleeding form of his dying daughter. His shaking hands roved over her stomach and darkness surrounded the corners of his eyes, blocking the sight of his clone leading the great beast away, but it was only when a pasty white hand crept painfully to cover his. The smaller hand of his daughter rubbed the back of his hands and he slowly looked up into her eyes, although pale could not hide the relief that he was there. That did it,

"Wait here-"

"No," she said sharply, stopping him from standing up to race after the perpetrator. He looked down at her, his oddly calm face not betraying the broiling pit of emotions spitting and turning in him. She struggled to sit up but a firm hand on her shoulder kept her down, "protect…Konoha…Tou-san," she pleaded, her eyes watering at the strong look he gave her but she could still feel the revulsion for the attacker and the urge for revenge, "please," she muttered. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before he nodded,

"Stay here,"

"Yeah, yeah," she said dismissively and it almost made him smirk in amusement but he kept his face in check, though he still kept a low powered clone beside her just to make sure she stayed in place; he needed as much chakra as possible to face the beast.

He looked up, at the Kyuubi finally stabbing a tail through his clone and begin his march towards Konoha, which was a city of lights from that distance. He had a mission to do and he would do that to the best of his abilities. Before Kushina could even blink he was gone, the after image of him kneeling down disappeared into the air. Naruto could barely be seen hopping from tree leaf to tree leaf, charging up a silent lightening jutsu in his hand, 'lightening release: Tiger claw,' the shinobi then took a brazen swing at the beasts turned back, clawing off some hair before he had to summon a few chains to thinly wrap around a tail as it came at him to change his direction from his back to his left arm. The beast looked down at the bug on his arm and his evil vulpine eyes widened in shock at who it was, his hesitation cost him; Naruto ran up the fox's arm, cocked his right fist back and let it fly onto the beasts nose, a kaleidoscope of colour and chakra erupted after this and it was like he had broken reality by the sheer strength behind the blow, almost proving why there was also a loud sound of shattering glass after impact, "All elemental fist," he muttered after the hit. The air froze, waiting patiently for the result and it came when wind, fire, lightening and water burst out, seemingly from thin air, and slammed square into the beasts face, accompanied by a multiple solid pillars of earth shooting from the ground and nailing Kyuubi's chin. The beast couldn't hold his ground after the single attack and soared through the air before he crashed miles away from Konoha. The legendary shinobi, falling from the sky, watched in satisfaction as his attack threw the tailed beast away. He summoned another paper plane and shot over to the chakra creature as it rose, even angrier and out for Uzumaki blood.

He didn't know where Minato was but he had to do all he could to weaken the Kyuubi and, possibly, seal it into himself. It was a move that would end his shinobi career as well as kill him (which was what would end his career, duh) but he didn't have any other ideas seeing there are no new born Uzumaki, or even half Uzumaki. He grasped on any chance at allowing his daughter to live and making the ultimate sacrifice was the first one that came to mind, especially since it was dangerous moving a fatally injured person with a gaping hole in her stomach without a stretcher.

As the red haired shinobi landed close to his target he circled his body with glowing blue chakra chains, deflecting a claw from the angry creature. He channelled chakra into his feet to keep him from skidding away; he jumped over another claw and quickly shot all of his summoned chains to drill into the attacking hand. The beast roared in pain and withdrew his hand, pulling Naruto in as well. The Kyuubi had his eyes shut briefly but when he opened them again he saw stars as Naruto's ninja sandals planted into his left eye with another powerful elemental attack. This time the same attack couldn't work the same way this time. As the kick smashed into his eye he braced for impact by the elements by charging up his toxic chakra around his body, scorching the Uzumaki's leg. Naruto winced and used his chains to push him away before a vicious claw could grab him.

From there it was a blur of chakra and hazy red anger. When his vision finally cleared he found himself cradling his daughters limp head. Blood seeped unhindered from her mouth but she still struggled to smile up at her father figure as he bent down and placed his forehead on hers, crying without shame, even as she weakly raised her hand and ran it through his soft red hair.

"I-I-It's fine…" the woman whispered, "pl-please don't c-cry…Tou-san…" the man still cried, silent and sadly. His body shook as he hugged her tenderly, careful that he didn't worsen the bleeding, gaping hole in her stomach. He felt her fingers in his hair slip down to his cheek and he finally lifted his head high enough for their purple, Uzumaki patented eyes to clash, "please…don't cry…"

Don't cry…

Don't…

Cry…

"Wake up,"

Naruto sputtered as his eyes snapped open, he instinctively, when he didn't recognise the voice first thing in the morning, flipped backwards on his bed, over his pillow, landed firmly on the floor and punched his right fist forward in the air, the sleepy haze over his eyes cleared when his trusty Water fist didn't attack the speaker. He looked at his hands in horror, fearing the worst that he had lost his chakra again but a polite cough by the speaker reminded him that he had been kidnapped the other day. He wanted to face palm at his forgetfulness; especially since he forgot that they kidnapped him and sealed off his chakra. He looked at Sasori and yawned, stretching his arms and bending his knees to get the small kinks out, "morning," he grumbled and waited for the puppet master to speak, just noticing that the man was carrying a plate of food; sliced apples, toasted bread with strawberry jam, a cup of steaming hot green tea and a plate of scrambled eggs.

"I was sent to bring you breakfast,"

If he had eyebrows he would have raised them in surprise when Naruto groaned sourly and sat down on his bed in a huff, "why couldn't that fine, young purple haired lady come and give me breakfast," he waggled his eyebrows suggestively at the thought, "I would have given her something to eat this morning,"

Sasori wanted to cringe all the way into his (inner) lower pelvis, but a disgusted shiver lightly ran through him at the thought of a sixty, possibly seventy, year old man doing Konan. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it again when Naruto's grins stretched even wider, "breakfast," he simply said and dropped the tray on Naruto's lap,

Naruto shrugged and took a piece of toast with jam on it, slowly raising it to his lips and noticing how the Akatsuki member didn't want to leave, "you know, back in my day, I was able to nail three women into the bed in one night," Sasori wanted to hurl. Naruto raised the piece of toast to his lips but lowered it again to speak, "these days I have to Henge into some young stud to get a piece of tail," he shook his head sorrowfully and raised the bread close to his lips but lowered it again, much to the puppet masters disdain, "I see how good that girl looks under that cloak," he giggled perversely and raised the bread but lowered them again, the wooden man suppressed his frustrated sigh, "I 'accidentally' walked in on when she was showering and 'accidentally' forgot to leave," he giggled and shook his head, "that girl has more curves than the Yomisaki mountain range!" the bread lifted up but went back down again, "I shall conquer her; or else my name is not Uzumaki Tatsumaki Origaki Momoshiki Yumadenki Naruto the third," he raised his toast in the air as he made the 'oath' but slumped when Sasori only blinked at him dully, "can you do a brother a solid and put in a good word for me?"

"No,"

"Well that sucks," the toast once again went up to his lips but stopped short for Naruto to say, "what if I let you in on a round? Just one round,"

"No,"

"It's your loss," he dropped the bread on the plate and set it aside, "and you need to have a better plan than poisoning me kid. Believe me when I say I've had many poison attempts from people younger than you," the legendary ninja stood up and passed Sasori, but not before patting him on the head, "nice try though,"

The old man wanted to laugh as he ducked under two poison senbon shot at his back from the irate puppet user. He turned, still bent down, and sat on the floor with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees,

"Are you really sure you want to do this? I advise you to think carefully," in response the Sasori's mouth unhinged and began spewing out torrents of poisoned needles at the old man. Naruto rolled backwards onto his hands, narrowly dodging the fast needles and sighing in relief as they simply jammed into the ground his butt was formerly sitting on. He balanced on one hand dextrously and plucked a single needle from the ground, cartwheeling away from numerous more needles around the room until he had a fist full of five senbon. He got upright and grabbed five more with his other hand and began deflecting the onslaught the puppet man was stubbornly sending to him, walking closer and closer and making sure that he didn't make the mistake of allowing a needle to deflect to his lower body. The needles in his fingers twirled hypnotically, clanging and smacking away more needles that flew at him; it looked like the man was even having fun with the wide, excited grin on his face. He got to Sasori and squarely kicked his chest once, sending him to the wall on the other side of the room and Naruto took his time to throw the needles in his hands at him, two nailing his hands over his head, two his feet to the ground, two through his forehead, one through his mouth so that lodged into the pipe shooting out needles and one dangerously close to his heart seal.

Sasori was seriously outclassed.

Naruto walked up to the other man nailed to the wall and drove a fist into Sasori's mouth, punching the needle even further down his mouth and into the wall again. A punch broke his stomach and more and more punches rained down on the wooden man, he froze for a fraction of a second before he bashed the needles in the other man's hands even further into the wall, disrupting the chakra strings the puppet master wanted to use to control the veteran ninja.

Naruto had lost count of the number of puppet users he had fought after the second great shinobi war. It shouldn't come as a surprise that he had picked up the puppet users weaknesses and small secrets as he fought each one. The first was that they were extremely terribly in close combat, atrocious. The second was that the central source of their chakra strings was from their spines but their spines, besides the upper part of their necks directly under their skulls, couldn't summon the strings so they channelled them to their extreme appendages; their hands and feet. It was common sense and awareness of the shinobi world that made Naruto conscious of the fact that Sasori wasn't entirely human anymore, but the fact remained that his hands and feet were sensitive given that they were where chakra strings could be summoned, destroy there and the puppet user was as weak as a baby. Even though he had met and beaten puppet masters that were able to spawn strings from their chests, even one from his groin and another from her breasts, the hands and feet remained the second in command when it came to strings; free hands meant that the body was free and the chakra flowed easily to use other parts of the body to summon strings.

The punches never stopped raining and they got heavier and heavier after each impact, crushing the red heads wooden body into the wall and cracking his body mercilessly. All this and Naruto made sure to stay away from his heart seal, until the old shinobi drew back his right hand and formed a vicious claw, ready to come down and strike the heart of the ninja, which coincidentally enough carried his heart seal. You could basically see the fire surround his hand, not from chakra, which was still very much sealed away, but from the sheer effort he was using to tear it through the air-

"What the hell are you doing?!" Kakuzu yelled and threw his left arm, connected by thick black threads, that grabbed hold of the evil striking hand; he had to use his other hand and all the strength in his body to keep hold of it. Naruto snarled and looked over his shoulder at the man that had just stopped him from ending the puppet user's life and for a fraction of a second the Taki missing ninja felt something well up in his chest, originating from the very bottom of his gut and his grip fumbled.

He felt fear.

The rage and anger at being interrupted from destroying his current victim shone bright and red in the veteran shinobis eyes as he glared bloody death at the interrupter. Kakuzu had to take a step away and pull his arm back as he saw the old man's muscles flex to leap at him, but Naruto cracked a large, grandfatherly smile and chuckled bashfully,

"It seems I overdid it," he spun on his heels and kicked the limp wooden man's head clean off, straight at Kakuzu, and the green eyed man caught it in his right hand, "now I'm done," he stretched and rolled his neck, shoulders and waist, even throwing in a few lunges, "it's good to get some exercise in for someone my age, you know. Same time tomorrow, huh Sasori," the head in the speechless man's hand clicked open but no words left it, "or do you want a piece of me, Kakuzu?" the man clenched his teeth but kept his mouth shut; no man should have that much rage in his eyes and still be sane. No one. Naruto walked past the silent man and out the prison door, making sure to dominantly shoulder check the man as he passed him, something that made the mental cobra in Kakuzu rise up and hiss but the sound never escaped his eyes, nor did his eyes follow the red head as he left, "I thought so. Now if you both don't mind, I have an angel to nail," and he strutted up the stairs, whimsically whistling and coming up with extravagant ways to get laid.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOO

How long has this secret been kept for her?

The assembled team of ninjas looked at the unusually silent Kyuubi holder as she sat on a tree and stared forward at the border of Hidden Rain, physically marked by the dome of rain that covered the village. She had her knees to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs as she looked at the village, a flurry of emotions passed through her.

Anger that the one person that might understand what it felt to be alone in the world was kept away from her. That the one person that could have taken proper care of her was not in her life because of the speculation that he would take her away. This was the dominant emotion that swelled up in her, swirling like a dangerous beast that threatened to flow over her and consume her. Her eyes darkened and the feeling of foreboding kept her comrades away from her, leaving them to just look at her back with concern. She struggled to get her breathing back under control as she buried her face on her knees, allowing the tears she unknowingly let flow rub off on her knees; this was when the overwhelming feeling of sadness washed over her. The people she had trusted with her life had looked her in the eyes and told her that she didn't have any blood related family, that they were her only family. She reached into her chunin flak jacket and brought out the bingo book picture of her supposed relative, who was apparently as old as her jiji…her former jiji now. She looked into the older Uzumakis eyes and found something that struck deep in her; warmth. It was like a flower had bloomed in her chest and the anger and deep seated resentment for her village had washed away, just from looking at his bright purple eyes. It was a feeling she had been searching for her entire life, the feeling of being part of a family, and she liked the feeling. She let her eyes look down at his entry and the shock and awe of reading it again couldn't be contained.

She was part of his family and he was her family as well. She had so many things she wanted to tell him, things even her friends didn't know about her, but things she wanted him to know because she felt an overwhelming sense of comfort from looking into his eyes and the unconscious knowledge that he would listen to her pour her heart out without judging her.

Mikoto hurriedly stuffed the page back into her jacket as she felt Kakashi sit down next to her on the branch, "when are we going to rescue him?"

"Soon, we're just looking for a hole in their chakra rain," he dully answered as he flipped open his copy of 'Icha Icha Cross Country', much to his students distaste, "how are you doing?"

The girl looked at him sharply and frowned, "what do you think?"

He shrugged, "well?"

"Kakashi-sensei I swear to kami-"

"I was joking, I was joking," he said as he snapped his book closed and turned to her, "You're not happy we didn't tell you about your godfather-" he winced when he realized that he had mistakenly let out that small tid bit of information,

"He's my godfather?!" she yelled and got to her feet, "he's my fucking godfather and you guys lied to me that Jiriaya-Ero-Sannin was my godfather!?" she looked like she was about to throttle her teacher until Neji interrupted her by raising his voice,

"Kakashi-sensei I wasn't able to find any opening,"

The masked man hurriedly leaped off the branch before his student grabbed hold of him, "then we have to improvise. We need to drop in on them unexpectedly and leave while they're still trying to get a grasp of what happened. Jiriaya, we'll need you to summon a few of your biggest summons,"

"Got it," he looked at the Uzumaki chunin and grinned, "I bet you wished you signed that contract huh Mikoto-chan,"

Her furious gaze turned to him, "don't fucking start," she turned away from them, still on the branch, and got out her godfathers picture, the effect was it calming her down, "I'm not in the mood for anymore shit, let's just do that bang, jump, crash thing you guys were talking about,"

Neji agreed with her, "the only possible way we can do this is if we just rush in, break him out and…" his pale eyes trailed to Shikamaru, "if he isn't as old as his age implies,"

This was when the resident Nara couldn't keep his opinion to himself, "let's be rational guys, Uzumaki or not this guy should be a fossil by now. Jiriaya-sama, why are you so positive that he will help us escape?"

The sage shook his head, "I can't give you any proof now but you just have to trust us on this," the shadow user shrugged lazily, "let's get this show on the road,"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

In the dim lighting of a random corridor in the Amekage tower one could hear low grunting and a quiet moan.

Konan shakily ran her hands through the older man's shaggy head and tilted her head back, while the more experienced man nipped her neck and pushed his pelvis into hers, pushing her to the wall and giving her little room to move her hands. His hands were gripping her hips and they grounded against each other, her aching need rubbing against his iron rod, only separated by several pieces of clothing. Shocking enough she allowed her left hand to slide down his body, just as he kissed under her ear, sucking on it gently, and trailed the hand down his stomach, marvelling at how well defined it was and her mouth opened wide for a deep moan as he lightly ran his tongue down her neck, then returning his mouth to hers to quieten her down. The man fully expressed his need and she willing reciprocated by sucking on his tongue and groaning into his mouth as he pushed particularly hard onto her. Her wandering hand hesitantly felt his manhood, making him tighten his hands around her. The hand running through his hair slithered to his back and pulled him closer, as close as physically possible. Then the hand rubbing up and down on his sheathed weapon dropped to her side and she began hastily pulling up her cloak so that it bunched up at her hips, while the man kissed trails of fire down her neck to the top of her womanly mounds, driving the air out of her lungs and making her whimper in need as he hastily unbuckled his pants and dropped them. He fished out his man meat and she used her finger to nudge aside her purple underwear, not that either of them could see that and he lined up to push in, nudging the tip in. Konan grit her teeth in effort of trying to accommodate the biggest weapon she had ever seen and Naruto panted into her neck, wondering when the last time the paper angel had gotten laid.

The purple haired woman's morning had been normal so far; she woke up, brushed, bathed and exited her room, fully clothed and ready to take any problem that came her way, but she bumped into Naruto and all she could remember of their conversation as they walked from her room to the throne room, a long walk in her opinion, was that he saw how pent up she was and he was going out of his way to help her release it. From there it was all a blur of colour and sound as her senses were set on fire by his whispers and her body betrayed her by pulling him closer, yearning for his every touch. One moment she was decent, the next her right sleeve was down and her cloak was bunched up at her hips, he held her left leg up with his right hand while he slowly parted her lower lips.

He groaned when the alarms blared above them and she groaned as well, burying her face in his neck and sighing in frustration, "I-I need to go and see w-what's going on," her mind began crafting creative curses for whoever was attacking her village, 'so…so close…'

Naruto didn't move, he nudged her head off his shoulder and then placed his forehead on hers, looking into her deep eyes, usually devoid of emotion but now spinning with desire, "do you have to go? We can be quick," he began sliding in a little further but stopped as the head of his tool fully slide inside her, she closed her eyes and her breathing quickened,

"Please…Naruto-sama…" she pleaded, "I-I need to-to go," she gulped and placed both of her hands on his chest and gently pushed him away, "we can finish this later,"

He pouted and put on his pants, barely stuffing his engorged member back in place, before he helped her dust off her cloak and adjust the origami flower in her hair, "fine, we'll finish this in your room," the blush on her face could barely be seen in the dim light of the corridor but he could guess that with the way she looked down, allowing him to smoothen her hair, she was indeed blushing,

"Hai, in my room," she sent him a parting kiss on his lips before she raced to the top of the tower. Naruto watched her go, a smile of accomplishment on his face before it morphed to one of comical disappointment,

"Whoever it is causing that alarm better have a damn good reason," he stomped after her, making use to be quiet, and entered the top of the tower, the meeting room of the Akatsuki.

All of the members were present, some of them looked at him with varying degrees of humility (Hidan, Diedara, Sasori, Itachi, Kakuzu and Konan) while the rest looked at him blankly. They were all looking out of the wall sized window of the Kage's wide office at the massive toads that was attacking the village.

"It seems the Konoha ninjas have come to rescue you," Pein said and Naruto watched on with furrowed eyebrows as his eyes kept track of a red blur race through the village, dispatching of whoever was brave enough to step in front of it and proceeding to the tower. The motion never stopped long enough for him to get a good look at the persons face, but his expert eyes could see that the red blur of death was a female in a chunin flak jacket wielding twin katana blades like they were merely an extension of her body and moving in a tornado of iron and death. It forced him to recall memories of when his daughter moved and fought similarly, with the only difference being that the person he was examining had shorter red hair.

He crossed his muscled arms slowly but allowed a pointer finger to poke out and point directly at the blur of destruction, "who's that?" silence. No one even looked at him, so he cleared his voice and asked louder, "who is that?" he skilfully disregarded the other ninjas fighting their way to him, choosing to keep all of his focus on the hauntingly familiar person. From the corner of his eye he could see Nagato look at him for the briefest of moments, then nod to Obito. The legendary shinobi said, "I will ask this again…" the air was thick and the other members of the Akatsuki froze, including the signalled sharingan user, "who. Is. That?"

"A Konoha ninja," Tobi lilted playfully as he skipped to Naruto, "who is breaking into a fully armed and fortified ninja village,"

Naruto chuckled, starting off low and amusing enough for a few of them to quirk up smiles and laugh nervously with him, before his laugh became more forced, more monotone, "ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha…" he shook his head and clasped a hand on the person to his right, who was unfortunately Itachi, "do not make me ask again,"

The stoic Uchiha stayed strong and kept his eyes on the attackers below, he then bravely wrenched his shoulder away from the older man and walked out of the room with his S rank comrades to defend their home base. All left besides Nagato. The red haired turned to the crippled man and placed his hands behind his back, "do you know that it is rude not to reply to your elders when they ask a question?"

"She is no one of significance,"

Naruto tutted, "that, child, just made me hate you. And to think I thought you were cool,"

"Get back to your cell, old man," the man rumbled as he relaxed in his chair, confident that he didn't need to summon his paths to squash the leaf threats,

Naruto prepared to roll up his sleeves but remembered that he was wearing a short sleeved red shirt, "if it weren't for your rinnegan I would have said you were under an illusion," he rolled his wrists and his ankles while the other man watched him curiously,

"What illusion?"

"The illusion that I have to obey what you say," the Uzumaki bent down into a running position, his eyes facing the wide window across from him on the other side of the room, the man began to subtly creak open the coffin for his Deva path, suspecting what the legend was about to do; its purple ringed eyes peaked out of the dark recesses of its wooden container,

"Old man…" Nagato said cautiously, gripping his thrones armrest tightly, as if he was struggling to get back to his feet but couldn't, so the Deva coffin opened wider, not even creaking,

"That's my title, don't wear it out," Naruto sniffed and zeroed his eyes outside the window, at the giant toad summons that was fighting its way to the tower with the other ninjas, "I apologise but I have to cut our conversation short; I'm a busy man, you know," he needed answers or else he would live with the regret till his last day,

"Don't you-" the lid of the deva path's coffin blasted open as Naruto shot forward to the window, "Universal pull!" Naruto skipped forward two steps as the chunk of floor beneath him cracked upwards and shot to the path, but he didn't slow down; his speed increased and he grit his teeth under the effort before he raised his right forearm to block his eyes and leaped out of the window, shattering the glass.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Despite the heavy downpour everyone heard the noise of glass breaking above them and looked up to see the figure of a man in a red shirt and black pants bursting out of where they could only assume was the Kage's office. The person whooped cheerily as he wind milled his arms as he flew through the air.

Mikoto looked up briefly, stabbing both of her blades into an unfortunate Kunoichi before she Spartan kicked the injured woman's stomach and the victim slammed into two more attacking. She squinted heavily at the figure, not getting much but the fact that the person was oddly able to leap that far without chakra augmented limbs. Her senses told her that much. His voice sounded loudly in the downpour,

"Toad! I need some help!"

The toad summons seemed to know what the soaring man was asking for and dropped his sword in favour of unslinging the bow crossed over his body and levelling an arrow at the man and fired,

"No!" Kakashi yelled, even more in horror as the toad shot six more arrows but watched in amazement as the legendary Uzumaki stepped on the flying arrows, one by one, like he was running down a flight of stairs, before he collided into the side of a building. The sharingan user sighed tiredly and raced to his target as he placed a finger to the receiver in his ear, "our target is north of me, about fifty metres ahead,"

The channel cracked with activity,

"You mean it's that nut job is our target?" Tenten screeched through her receiver as she smashed a bow staff onto the head of an unfortunate ninja as she hastily proceeded to the place her superior had told them to go,

"Show some respect," Jiriaya grunted as he hopped from one ninja to the other, using their heads as footholds,

"That's Naruto-sama? Him?" Neji asked sceptically,

"That dude is crazy!" Kiba howled and his dog best friend howled in agreement,

"W-w-what the heck…?" was Hinata's quivering question as she jabbed and poked ninjas that came after her, simply locking their limbs while Shino supported her by draining ninjas she couldn't get,

"I'm surprised he didn't do this sooner," Kakashi muttered.

The dust upon Naruto's impact cleared to reveal that he was in a crater in the side of the building, clinging on by digging his fingers into the walls. He let go and fell down like a stone, even making a loud thudding sound as his feet smashed onto level ground. He winced and hopped from one foot to another, rubbing each on tenderly, he then righted himself as the first ninja came to him. Kakashi bowed deeply,

"Naruto-sama, my name is-"

"Kakashi-chan!" Naruto shouted and dragged the grown man into a tight hug, "goodness gracious you've gotten taller! Last time I saw you, you were some short thing trying to beat me up," he released the man and the legendary copy ninja dusted down his uniform as Naruto smiled happily, "you look just like Sakumo-san,"

"Thank you," Kakashi bowed again, briefly forgetting his mission until Shikamaru arrived as well,

Naruto turned to the shadow user with a bright, welcoming smile and this simple action made the Nara lower his defences only by a little, "and who is this?"

"Nara Shikamaru, sir,"

Naruto scratched his chin and then snapped his fingers in memory, "a Nara and you look like Shukaku, I'm assuming you're his son?" the boy nodded and Naruto sighed forlornly, "How time flies. I never knew that lazy piece of-" he cut himself off as Shikamaru looked at him sharply, "golden…miraculous…amazing talent…could be energetic enough to have a kid," he fist bumped himself for the save and Kakashi shook his head, "now, there's a reason I jumped out of that building…what was it again…?" he perched his chin on his fingers and hummed, this was when Mikoto and Jiriaya burst into their little meeting place, while the other ninjas kept the Ame shinobi away, "ah yes,"

The Uzumaki chunin skidded to a stop, panting from exertion and openly staring at the older red head. Her swords dripped blood onto the soggy ground and her uniform had slash marks peppering it.

Now that he was on the ground and closer to her, her face brought back one face he kept close to his heart,

"Kushina-chan?" he whispered to himself, a chill washed through his body and fear almost ran over him at the thought that his daughter was haunting him. He summoned courage and slowly walked to the red haired chunin girl, each step hesitant, until he was close enough to whisper to her but far enough to be considered decent. He ignored the toad sage as he called for his attention, choosing to stare at the girl that looked so much like his precious late daughter. He opened his mouth and quietly asked, "Who are you…?"

The girl gulped and took a tentative step forward, glad that the man didn't step away from her, "U-Uzumaki Mikoto, Naruto-jiji,"

The man furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the ground in deep thought, easily ignoring every other thing that wasn't the girl and their relative safety from attacks.

The name echoed through his mind, kicking open doors to memories he had spent years shutting, years of tears and pain locking away.

Mikoto…

Mi…koto…

…Mikoto…

The image of a black haired girl that hung out with Kushina flashed through his mind. The girl and his daughter were the best of friends, closer than super glue could ever make them to be and they had promised each other when they were children to name their children after each other. Mikoto would name her future daughter Kushina and Kushina would name her future daughter Mikoto…

Uchiha…

Uchiha Mikoto…was the girls name, and he had mourned for weeks when he received news that she had been murdered by her oldest son; it took all of his self-control not to kill Itachi any and every time he saw him.

Then it hit him, like a hammer made out of lightning, and his head snapped up to the girl. Uzumaki Mikoto. A girl that looks remarkably like Uzumaki Kushina and also bearing the very same name his daughter intended to give her child when she was born…

But…

She was dead…

They said she was dead…

They said…she was dead…

This time he didn't look at Mikoto; his head slowly, intimidatingly turned to the toad sage and his usually grandfatherly purple eyes were burning with the flames of rage. He walked to the shaking man, clenching and unclenching his hands, and stopped right in front of the man, who feared for his life at that point. The cursed maker spoke quietly, in a voice the toad sage had only heard once before and it was when he had been caught peaking on Kushina, in a voice laced with emotion, "you said…she was dead…" at that point, everyone was afraid. The anger the man had boiling in him drowned out all the noise from the fights happening outside of the small bubble. No one wanted to step in and divert Naruto's fury. Mikoto watched on as her grandfather sent the icy cold hands of fear on Jiraiya's, also afraid that he would face her with the full brunt of his anger if she drew his attention. Naruto closed his eyes and breathed out shakily before he held up his black gloved hands, "take these things off,"

The seal master wasted no time whipping out a brush and drawing counter seals for the cursed makers left hand. He swiped the brush over the level eight restraint seal combination and it shattered; the explosion of chakra after this alone silenced every fight occurring. The second gloves went off and the burst of chakra was even stronger, even forcing all who watched to stick onto the ground with chakra and cover their eyes else dust and rocks would enter, though Naruto remained unfazed and Jiriaya was struggling to stay in place, closest to the monstrous source of chakra.

The old man flexed his hands and turned around so that jiriaya could remove the seals on the back of his neck and on the small of his back, "brace yourselves!" the toad sage yelled and slashed the seal.

Thoom!

The sage grit his teeth as chakra washed over him, barely standing his ground; his hands inched forward and gripped Naruto's shirt for support while he shakily drew the counter seal for the last restraint seal combination. The backlash of destroying the restraint was almost catastrophic, the chakra of the man alone flung multiple ninjas away and the ground cracked up, even lifting out of the ground and smashing into the buildings around. Jiriaya kept tight hold on his teachers friend's shirt while Mikoto had to crouch on the ground like a cat and grip it with all of her might, shock and awe that a man of his age had enough chakra to rival Kyuubi.

Naruto though stayed still as his chakra raged before he calmed it down, allowing the Konoha ninjas his chakra had pushed up the side of the buildings to slide back down. The toad summoner let go of the man's shirt as he turned around and looked at him with eyes basically made out of fire. Jiriaya gulped and closed his eyes, resigned to his fate.

The cursed maker only looked at him with disappointment and said, "Don't attempt to run away…because I will find you…" Jiriaya gulped and nodded frantically. Naruto walked past him and stopped only three paces away, facing the sea of Ame ninjas that were watching him in awe, his name, reputation and chakra notified just who he was and they began running away when Naruto clapped his hands and meshed them together, "Secret Uzumaki art: Trap chains," he muttered, barely even higher than a whisper, and the grounds shook heavily.

Then, like it had been born from the nightmares of a bloody mist war orphan, the ground exploded with millions of golden chakra chains, each on wrapping around the ninjas. No Rain ninja was safe from their grip and a squeeze later and they were convinced enough that there was no feasible way of escaping. The Akatsuki members, who had been observing and decided not to attack seeing as the Ame shinobi had the numbers advantage over the leaf ninjas watched in horror as with a single jutsu from Naruto had been able to hold down an entire hidden village not long after his chakra had sent shockwaves throughout. The stoic Uzumaki unlaced his fingers and the chains remained corporal, the chakra drain was something he could handle so he didn't give it a moment's thought. He closed his eyes briefly before they snapped open again and he looked directly on the roof the Akatsuki members were standing on.

He glared at them.

The legendary ninjas snapped his fingers for the leaf shinobis' attention and they were brought out of their daze and sheer wonder at the forest of golden chains that the Uzumaki had used to hold each and every Ame ninja. His eyes were still on the unafraid eyes of the red cloud ninjas, though a few of them wavered in place, as he said, "I will meet you all in Konoha in an hour," he didn't wait for their reply; he leisurely began walking forward and a step before he could disappear into the sea of chains he turned to Mikoto and said, with a large, real smile, "wait here, ok?" she nodded a little with her mouth gaping and he was gone. He was angry and he was going to use the S rank ninjas to vent. But for a fraction of a second she could see that he truly meant the smile, that she was not included in his ire.

Jiriaya hastily wiped away his tears and barked, "You heard him, let's go!"

Authors note

How deep do you think Jiraiya's grave is going to be? I think it'll be about…Uhm…teen feet, give or take a few inches. What about you guys? What do you think? Let's not forget that a lot of other people were involved in the lie; Tsunade, the elders, Danzo, the Sandaime, the clan heads…basically all of Konoha that had known Naruto when he was active. Though there are some ninjas that couldn't go to Naruto and tell him, and don't be surprised that there are a large number of people more loyal to Naruto than they are to Konoha after what happened just moments after his chakra was unsealed. Like those that had families and jobs on the line; ANBU, jounin, a few chunin and a lot of civilians. I'm not saying that hiding the existence of his granddaughter was good; I'm just outlining the fact that some of them didn't have any option but to comply, or else they or Mikoto would suffer. Threats aren't above any Kage, you know.

Shit is about to go down and from that last display, and Naruto's displays when he didn't even have chakra to use, I'm not so sure the Akatsuki would come out of this unscathed… Welp, at least you guys get to see the Cursed Maker in full action (I cut off his fight with Kyuubi to make it more dream-like).

Before you start harping on me that I'm going against the timelines by doing this, I will say that since each person is entitled to their opinion, I'm entitled to write my story however I want.

So, what did you think of the chapter? I really want to know. Drop a review on your thoughts, would you so kindly, and I will see you on the flip side.

Foy.