Read and review. I do read reviews, also favs and follow please. Second chapter to The waves of time. This one was fun to write, and good news im over my writers block on other worlds. Byt the end of the week a new chapter will finally be out. So…yay you! Im looking for a beta. The truth is when I write I tend to write all 3.7k words in a one or two hour period. Doing this of course means that there is bound to be some spelling errors and what not. I'd love a beta to just go over it and fix mistakes I make. I try to spot spelling errors and whatnot on my own, but the simple thing is my mind will tend to gloss over the non obvious stuff…its just the way my brain works. Some of you came from my story "other worlds" and to those people thanks for sticking with me. I appreciate it.

On a side note be on the lookout for another story…well its not a story, its more of a collection of one shots and story ideas that im planning to publish. Their ideas, that won't go anywhere, but will hopefully be fun for you guys to read and like.

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Where Uzu no Kunia was dead many, many miles away Kanagawa was alive. It was vibrant, a seemingly living breathing entity. It bustled with activity, its peoples were its life blood, and its market stalls its organs. Atsuko loved it. The war had taken life from the elemental nations, taken the joy, and happiness, and just…just life, not life living. Yes the war had stolen many lives, but perhaps its greatest theft was the act of living. But here, thirteen years in the past, people still lived in that exciting, wonderful, human sort of way.

Atsuko walked slowly through Kanagawa, taking in the sights, the people, the smells of food, and, she sniffed, ramen. Glorious food of the gods. He, or perhaps she, yes it would probably be better to refer to himself as a she, followed her nose. It was sweet, the smell of chicken, pork, beef, all brewing with vegetables. It made her smile, and she followed the smell by nose.

She found it. Nestled in a back alley, between a small market store, and a run-down fabric shop the stand was humble. The stools were loose and wobbly as he sat, the stand was made from old, hardened wood, and creaked as she placed her soft hands on the countertop. She smiled at the old man behind the bar, and let out a light giggle when he flushed a bright red in response. He seemed to hurry about the kitchen now that she had appeared, running around trying his best to get things in order and prepare the meal.

"What can I get you sweetheart?"

She smiled once more at the old man, this time with a wider toothed grin. "Tell me what's your special Oji-san."

"Well, todays special is the pork ramen. It comes with a side of wagashi and freshly brewed mint tea."

"That sounds perfect. I'll take two bowls of pork, a cup of the tea, and three plates of wagashi." He seemed surprised at her request but dutifully filled out her order.

"You've got a big appetite for such a little woman."

She laughed. "I've been traveling for a few days now. I've only had the bare essentials to eat while I've been out. I just arrived in town earlier today. Was walking around looking for a place to eat when I smelled this place out. Your food smells heavenly; I hope it tastes as good as it smells."

The old man nodded in understanding, and twin bowls of ramen appeared before her with a pair of chopsticks. She mumbled a quick thanks, and hungrily began to dig in. She'd finished one bowl in a couple minutes, and only stopped because the old man spoke to her one more.

"Slow down sweet heart," she interrupted mid sentence. "Atsuko."

"Huh?"

"Atsuko, my name is Atsuko."

He nodded his head in confirmation that he had heard. "Atsuko….what a sweet name. So Atsuko-chan what are you doing in town?"

She started her second bowl, made sure she had taken a bite and swallowed; she answered. "I came looking for someone, a friend of mine. He said he'd meet me here soon but, I haven't heard from him in a while. I'm looking for a place to stay, just incase he tries to contact me."

The old man smiled at her. "Well I hope you find him."

Atsuko nodded in confirmation and finished the rest of her meal. She pulled out her purse, paid the man and started to walk away. She smiled when she noticed the men in the shadows start to follow her. She'd hadn't expected the ramen shop to be a scouting place, and the old man didn't seem like the type to be in that type of business. But when she'd sensed the forms surrounding her, she knew what was about to go down.

She was about to be propositioned. She'd likely be coerced into thinking about joining the local working houses. They'd give her a couple weeks, and if she said no, they'd just kidnap her and sell her into the slave trade market.

A wholly unpleasant experience all around.

That was only if she didn't accept of course. She was going to accept. She needed too, though, she wondered idly how she was to play this off. She continued walking, taking back alleyways and even darker corridors as she did so. Then, suddenly somebody appeared in front of her. A brick wall of muscle that stood at least a half a foot overhead. She was a tall gal at five foot ten and the man still managed to tower over her. Any other woman would have been afraid, but she knew without a doubt she held the upper hand here.

She looked up at the giant before her. "Can…can I help you?" She made sure her voice held a twinge of fear.

"You know, for such a cute thing to be alone in a city like this…." Big burly hands came up and gripped onto her chin. She fought the reflex to break the hand from the unwanted touch.

"I'm fine. I'm just looking for a place to stay." She seemed resistant, if she was too willing they'd get suspicious.

"Well, we can help you with that." He made his voice deeper. "Just follow us, and we'll show you somewhere safe to spend the night."

She nodded her displeasure. "I, I don't want to do that."

His hand landed forcibly on her shoulder, and internally Atsuko smiled. Hook line and sinker. Things were going just how she knew they would. She didn't think it would take only a day, but then again, who was she to question her good luck? You couldn't look a gift horse in the mouth after all.

"Come on, you don't trust us? We can get you a real nice place to live. All the food you could want. Nice, cozy, easy living."

"R-really?" Reluctantly, she had to play this reluctantly, make it seem as if they were scaring her. As if she was desperate to be saved. Sometimes people were too easy to manipulate.

Yes," his hand slowly ran over her cheek, and she and to stop a grimace as she smelt the rank, rancid stench of his breath. " You just have to follow us." The hands on his shoulder pressed harder, and slowly started to lead her away, deeper into the dark alleys of Kanagawa.

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Slowly, carefully Naruto walked through the ruins of Uzu no Kunia. His face a mask of anger and frustration. He'd expected his family to hid whatever secrets they held zealously, but he didn't think it would be this hard to find. He'd searched countless building over the past few days, and nothing had appeared. No clue, no hints, just the dead bodies, the blood, and dead, dead, Island bereft of life.

"God, damn it."

"Of course you clan would guard its secrets so well. To do what they've done here…I wonder what true monstrosities they created."

Naruto sat atop the tallest building in Uzu no Kunai, a bamboo fisherman's hat he'd pilfered from one of Uzu's abandoned docks sat atop his head. His blue eyes stared out at the white, and cream buildings. His face one of concentration and anger.

"Have you checked the grave yards?"

"You want me to ransack the graves of my family?"

"Your species tend to have a reverence for the bodies of the deceased that others do not. Your grave sites, especially those of your clans tend to highly guarded. The Uchiha kept their sacred shrine near their entrance to their graveyards did they not. It would not hurt to have a look."

Naruto let out a deep sigh. His eyes looked out at the island of dead bodies, the thick brown red dirt that now coated all of Uzu no Kunai half covering them. Their weapons lay where they fell, and Naruto couldn't help but to realize in some way, that this was a grave year. The entire island a monument to the death of his kin. To the genocide of the Uzumaki.

"I'll take a look."

He jumped from the tower, twisting his body as he did so and landed without a sound onto the soft cushion of sand. He leapt again landing on one of the buildings in order to avoid the ground. Bodies littered the ground, and walking on the earth of Uzu no Kunai felt like he was committing some great sin. Performing some great abomination by walking the same earth that his family had fought to the death for. That nearly every man, woman, and child that had lived in Uzu no Kunai at the time had given their life for. He leapt from building to building, long powerful strides that let hip leap four or five building at the same time. After a couple minute he'd arrived.

The Uzumaki graveyard wasn't much of a graveyard as a catacomb. A large shrine covered in now melted candles wax and the ash from long burnt incense was its entrance. The shrine was twenty feet high, and the winds and rain had turned its once bright pillars into a dull faded pink. With caution Naruto walked through the entrance, and started his descent. As he got farther down he noted that seals slowly started to activate as he moved. A faint light blue glow lit the dark hallways of the Uzumaki catacombs, and Naruto idly noted the wrapped bodies preserved by the same intricate seal matrix.

The deeper he went the less the light shone. He'd been walking slowly, and carefully for some time now. About an hour or two before he finally found something of interest.

"I think this may be it."

"There's a lot of Nature chakra going In that seal. But it's only a fraction of what should be in uzu No kunai."

"It's probably a safeguard then. Meant to those who shouldn't be here out of here. Hmm..." Naruto looked at the seal engraved into the obsidian colored rock in front of him. He held a rasengan in one hand to provide light and he observed, the light from the seals had disappeared long ago. "There's a blood function in this seal, it seems to be relatively generic, but it also requires...nature chakra?" Naruto was surprised.

One would need Nature chakra to open this seal. Nature chakra users were rare, though knowing what his clan had done it wouldn't be too far a stretch to image they had knowledge of Nature chakra and its possible applications.

'It's also reinforcing the walls behind it." He whistled. "Their using a dimensional pocket to add mass to the back of the wall. I bed it's only a few inches thick, but with that dimensional pocket trying to get through this by force would be like trying to drill your way through a mountain of iron with your bare hands."

He stepped back, and closed his eyes. Expanding his senses. He reached out searching, nothing. Uzu no Kunai was still dead. He reached further beyond the island, further and further. He'd found it. A mile off shore, Nature chakra, he latched onto it and tried to pull it it. The island stole it.

"Fuck."

He calmed his breathing, reached out again and grabbed more. Far more than he knew he'd be able to handle. As it came in the island stole it. Greedily grabbing and taking, by the time it reached him there was almost none left. A bucket of nature chakra after taking nearly a sea's worth.

He bit his thumb, charged his hand with Nature Chakra and slammed it into the seal. The seal glowed a deep luminescent green, then, suddenly, the rock wall crumbled, shattering like glass and opening was revealed.

"Your clan has a pension for flare. To create or use something like this is needless, even if it quite beautiful."

Naruto smiled at the Kyuubi's words. "What can I say, the Uzumaki are awesome."

His blue eyes looked at cave entrance. The walls were coated in fuuinjutsu. Every inch covered in millions upon millions of lines of seal script. Each one glowed either a rich deep blue, or a vibrant green. They moved, skirting across the walls, floors, and ceilings. In the center of the cave was small lake, one that was constantly spiriting, a little whirlpool. On top of the lake was a stone pillar, a large black monolith of obsidian. From it, the stone that is, exuded the green glow of Nature chakra.

"That stone..."

"That's where all the Nature chakra is being funneled. The stone is a catalyst for the Nature chakra, the insanely complex living seal is its support."

"I think that's what we're looking for."

Naruto leapt forward, clearing most of the water and landing in the center of the whirlpool. The water slapped against his feet as he stood in front of the stone. He spotted another blood seal and bit his finger again. Smearing the blood against the stone it glowed.

Then his world fell to black.

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In the void he heard the voices of thousands. Thousands and thousands of men, women, and children all calling out to him in the void, from the real with nothing. But one voice stood out. It wasn't domineering, or demanding. It wasn't deep or commanding. It was calm, slow, a deliberate voice that spoke with authority and leadership. It called out to him, somehow drew him, to it.

"Finally someone comes for the heritage of the Uzumaki."

"Hello?"

"Hello." He could feel the voice smile at him. The tone soft and mild, yet inviting and wonderful. "We welcome you home, lost child of the Uzumaki. A great hug from your kin beyond the grave."

"Hello. It's…it's nice to meet you too." It was strange, talking to an ethereal voice in a black void.

"You came seeking our knowledge and the secrets of the clan didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Hmm….so forward. There are certain secrets held by the Uzumaki that cannot come to light. Certain techniques and abilities that must die with our clan. The greatest of monstrosities are made from the humblest and best of intentions. Such things will stay with us. But others…"

In the darkness he saw flashes of light. Bright white lines of seal script that leapt and skirted across the void without aim or direction. Slowly forming and spiraling around him as he watched.

"The monolith holds all our knowledge. The entire history of Uzu no Kunia and our clan is held in that stone."

The lines dances faster. Spinning now and jerking from left to right in a maddening haste. He could faintly feel his body outside the void. Feel the sting and burn as something was done to him.

"You can use what we give you as you wish, but power isn't free. And knowledge is power. Everything comes with a price. Uzu must keep her secrets guarded, the clan must keep her secrets to herself."

The seals were burning into his skin. Searing its way into his flesh. Knowledge flowed into his mind, and a history of a people he only knew by name flowed into his mind. The birthing of Uzu, the frist forays of the clan into the then archaic and unknown art of fuuinjutsu. The rise of a small island nation into a superpower, then its fall years later. The last stand of a people unwilling to leave the land they had had had spent years living on.

It was heartwarming, and yet heart wrenching at the same time. Then came the knowledge, the burning, searing knowledge that burned into his skull. His clan had specialized in clan, it was their life blood, and they had proliferated the limited knowledge at the time, studied and studied, and had helped turn an obscure part of the ninja world into an art that was feared, and known around the world. The very basics of fuuinjutsu as he had learned it.

Then he felt it, a forlorn feeling of doom boring down on him. A sickening feeling of guilt and dread boring into his skull. For a moment he couldn't think of anything else. He felt awful, as if he'd committed some great unforgivable sin. Then the voice returned, but it wasn't the same voice. It was deeper, more sinister, boring into his soul with its very words.

"You come a seeking knowledge. Coming here to the land of the swirling tides to find 'er secrets. Gona go out an' do you some deeds. Mighty big plans, changin' the world, little man, tiny man, trying to play hero. Take wha' he ain't earned, and share it. Loose wha' the clan don worked for. Comin through time to save tha' world." The voice laughed and it was a retched thing. A deep yet somehow high-pitched cackle that that seemed to resonate in his mind. His writs were aflame, burning with a passion he'd never thought possible. He felt blood pool into his mouth, the taste of iron in his mouth. Was he bleeding? He felt a clawed hand drag its way across his face.

"Consider him…an insurance. Uzu was slayed for her secrets, that voice will make it sure that Uzu's enemies never get her secrets. He could be considered your personal devil, appearing whenever you think of spilling our secrets. Whenever you try to give the knowledge of the Uzumaki to someone not of our blood. And when they get our knowledge they get a version of it too. An insurance to keep what we died for from falling into the hands of those who killed us. Uzu's secrets will remain hers well after she is died."

"Killin, and killin. Blood seeping and drying and spillin. Touching the earth, the little land drinking and sucking and eating the people that loved her. Secrets kept, secrets hoarded and hard earned. Secrets, secrets, secrets, enough to be killed. Enough to wipe out the little people. Till a little one came a lookin' for em' secrets. A smart lil one, knew how to read, open a locked door and learned the secrets…but to share em secrets… No! Secret's learned are still secrets." The voice was laughing again. He was writhing in pain, it's laughter seemingly mocking him, tormenting him.

"Keep em secrets boy. Keep em secrets…Sink the land of swirlin' tides. Send it a fallin', and a fallin' beneath the waves."

"Sink the island."

Then it stopped. The whirling seals were gone, the voices that echoed in his mind had stopped speaking. He was back in the cave, the seals still glowed overhead, but where a giant whirlpool had surrounded the podium that held the monolith now a simple pool of still water stood. He wearily stood to his feet.

"Naruto…what happened?"

"I'm not sure…but…" He stopped as knowledge flowed into his mind. Advanced fuinjutsu theory, seals he'd never seen before yet, somehow, he knew what they did. He understood them like he understood the rasengan. He knew them like he knew the back of his hand. It was an instinctive thing, like a memory long gone, yet still vividly remembered, without context.

"Let's get the hell out of here. I know, what all those seals are for, and were going to want to be as far away from here as possible when I fully activate them."

"Mind clueing me in on what you're planning on doing?"

"I'm going to sink the island. When I blacked out, things….knowledge got burned into my mind. Voices spoke to me," he spoke calmly as he sprinted out of the caverns, and the catacombs. He leapt from the shrine, and landed softly onto the hard packed earth. He cast his eyes skyward, thick storm clouds were looming overhead. He grimaced, he'd have to be careful when sprinting across the ocean, to do it during clear sky's was tedious enough, but when the waves were being jostled from the might of a storm…he sighed.

"Keep em secrets, hold em tight."He shuddered at the voice. A new demon in his mind.

He sprinted forward, pushing chakra to his feet to boost himself and clear as much distance as possible. Seals flashed in his mind, and without him even realizing it his hands were flashing through hand seals. The sequence was long and arduous and he felt portions of his chakra pouring into the earth even as he ran. One hundred seals, he moved faster picking up pace. Two hundred seals, he'd cleared the island, landing with a deft splash on the water's surface. Three hundred seals, he looked skywards again as the storm seemed to collide with itself, smashing and churning in the skies above. Bolts of blue white light streaked across the sky, and thunder roared in their wake.

Four hundred seals, his hands were going numb, and the island of Uzu no Kunia shuddered. Five hundred and thirty two seals, he stopped. The island shook, it seemed to roar in defiance of its death. As if it knew what was to come. The ocean swelled, a great torrent of water rose, and towered over him. A sudden tsunami birthed from nowhere that loomed overhead, a living, moving wall of water. It crashed down, the earth shook, and for a moment Naruto breath the cold, salt water of the oceans of Uzu. Then air rushed back into his lungs as he surfaced. He looked around, and Uzu no kunai was gone. Slowly he stood up on the water's surface. Turning just in time to feel a pulse of pure nature chakra rush out from where Uzu now lay beneath the waves, and to see a brilliant beam of green tinted white light zoom up and touch the sky.

The light pierced the clouds overhead, punching through the storm, and for a brief moment revealing the blue skies that lay above the storm. Naruto held his breath at the sight, a memory that would be held in his mind for the rest of his life..

"Beautiful."

"Like I said your clan always had a way for theatrics. I have no doubt that was felt, or seen all throughout the elemental nations. The last hurrah of a clan that birthed people like you"

Naruto watched as the light faded, and stared down as the waves seemed to start to twist and turn. Slowly funneling itself into…a whirlpool. He sprinted further away as the pull of the pool grew stronger. Soon he was sprinting across the waves, running full speed to reach land.

"I think that trip was worth it. We don't know exactly what you learned, but if that was even close…we definitely have a greater chance of changing things now."

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End. Goddamn, this one took longer to write than I planned. I managed to finally get over my writers block on "Other worlds, So expect an update on that by the end of the week. Next chapter things pick up. And important people start going into motion. As for the Uzu scene. Some might not like it, some might. It's necessary though. It allowed me to introduce a character that will play an important role to the story, and I'm sure some will love.

On a side note, I realized some of you like the way I write fight scenes…how you would like if I wrote a story of just fight scenes. I'm thinking of doing that. Just fight scenes to get those epic ideas out of my head. Yeah…ima do that. I'll work on that tomorrow.