Oreo; Hello, my lovely readers

Oreo; Hello, my lovely readers. I've been waiting to update this for some time, but I wanted to give you more time to vote! Well, the Orochimaru poll is extended, due to a tie and the other polls are still going strong! Since I can't figure out the whole reviewer response thing, I'm just going to answer them here. If your name isn't here, it just means it will be in the chapter five section. Let's answer some reviews first, neh?

Multiple reviewers; Yes, I know my chapters were pathetic, but it was a good cut off, and I couldn't think of a way to extend them. This chapter will be the last real chapter that is short. Chapter five may become bigger than all my other chapters combined, including 3 and 4.

DragonSaphira and Loki God Of Mischief; thanks for voting on the Orochimaru poll!

Michael Vander Griend; I was planning on making Orochimaru like that in the first place, but the poll's there because of a way I'm writing the story. About the final part….. DON'T READ MY MIND!! I DON'T WANT ANY READERS TO GET LOST IN THAT MESS!! lol. You should be worried, if you think like me, cause it gets scary in my head sometimes. No, I will not make Haku a girl in this one. If you want a femHaku, wait and vote for it in my next story that I'm gonna be writing. Hmmm……….. Kiba as a teammate…. Never seen that before. I'll look into it if it gets more votes.

Anonymous; Sorry. I'm used to both dubs AND subs, so I sometimes switch back and forth… I'll try and remember that when typing them out.

DragonSaphira; Wow. Ino x Haku? That's one I don't think I've seen before, I'll think about it, cause

HINATA IS GOING TO BE WITH NARUTO! I WILL NOT CHANGE THAT FACT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, VOTE IN MY NEXT STORY.

Thank you.

CONTEST; ANYONE WHO CAN GUESS WHO NARUTO'S TEAM'S JOUNIN INSTRUCTOR IS, AND THE TEAM SPECIALTY, WILL GET A BIT MORE SAY IN WHAT GOES ON IN THE STORY! My friend chibi doesn't count, as I've already told her… I think.

Oreo; Well, enough stalling. I hope you paid attention to all that. Sorry Again for being late!! On with the story!!

Chapter 3

4 years after the Kyuubi attack

A young blonde malnourished boy with whisker marks on his cheeks was walking down a street in Konohagakure no Sato, trying to see the set up for the festival without being seen. This boy was Uzumaki Naruto, the jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi no Youko. But young Naruto didn't know about the fox sealed in him, all he knew was there was something wrong with him, which is why he always had to hide on his birthday, October 10, in other words; today. All of the adults he knew, except for the aging Hokage, were busy preparing for the festival to celebrate the death of the Kyuubi. He snuck off, seeing that his only friend's father, Hiashi Hyuuga, was too busy to check on his only daughter.

Naruto got to 'their' field and found a 4 year old, cream-skinned girl, with silky shoulder length midnight blue hair and warm eyes of shaded white pearl waiting. "Hey, Hinata-chan! Hope you haven't waited too long!"

"Not at all, Naruto-kun! Come on, slowpoke!"

The two friends ran around the field, playing tag, hide-and-seek, and just plain talking, until sunset. Naruto and Hinata stood up, and started walking back to Hinata's estate, as fireflies floated around them.

"Hey Hinata-chan…." Naruto started, "You're starting training tomorrow, aren't you? That means we cant hang out as much anymore…… doesn't it."

"Hai, Naruto-kun. That's right." The girl replied sadly. "But that doesn't mean we cant still be friends, neh Naruto-kun?"

"Always Hinata-chan!" he promised with a happy smile. They held hands in comfortable silence the rest of the way to the Hyuuga estate's front gates. All the guards were either inside, or at the festival grounds.

"Bye Hinata-chan! Good luck with your training!"

"Arigato, Naruto-kun! I'll do my best!" Hinata stopped for a minute, thinking for a moment and looking around. Seeing no one, she made a decision, and grinned mischievously, blushing at the same time. "Neh, neh. Naruto-kun, I haven't given you your birthday present yet, have I?"

"It's ok, Hinata-chan! You didn't have to get me an-"

Hinata cut him off with a quick kiss on the lips, and before Naruto could react, the Hyuuga heiress ran off into her estate. Naruto just stood there for three minutes before walking away, touching his lips, stunned. When he turned the corner, his brain understood what had happened. HIS Hinata-chan had given him a kiss! A real kiss! He let out an extremely loud whoop of joy, which could be heard throughout Konoha, and ran off to his apartment, wanting to tell the Hokage what had happened when the old man came to visit. As he slowed down to a walk on another street, he heard a strange voice in his head.

"Kit, there are lots of people following you…. RUN!!"

Not questioning the voice, for he could hear the angry murmurs, the young boy ran for all he was worth, the mob following him, to the only place he truly felt safe; The Hokage Monument. Naruto put on a sudden burst of speed as his instincts screamed, and narrowly dodged as several objects clattered into the spot he had just vacated. Turning his head, he saw four nondescript chunnin leading the mob, and who had thrown multiple kunai. " TIME TO DIE, DEMON BRAT!!" screamed one of them, and the chase was on, the enraged mob of villagers and four ninja chasing the four year old jinchuuriki. Poor Naruto winded up cornered in his first refuge, on top of the Yondaime Hokage's head, with the normally gentle, calming wind seeming to scream in anger at the villagers. Having nowhere to go, Naruto backed up, and slipped, falling off the monument.

'I REFUSE to die with my head bashed in!! I may be going to die, but I'm gonna be standing when it happens!!' he thought, trying to concentrate, houses and the ground rushing up towards him. Through some miracle, he managed to flip around onto his front in midair. 'Aw, crap. If I don't slow down, I'm gonna go splat!' he started to panic, and yells through his mind, saying 'SLOW DOWN!!' He closed his eyes and prepared for the Impact.

"Hokage-sama. You have some explaining to do." Demanded a silver haired man.

"How so, Kakashi?" Inquired the Sandaime, Sarutobi.

"Naruto was chased off the top of sensei's head. He fell, and halfway to the ground, a PARACHUTE OF PURE CHAKRA APPEARED BEHIND HIM!! NO ONE COULD DO THAT BESIDES KUSHINA! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!" yelled Kakashi, getting angrier by the second. Sarutobi gave a sad sigh. "Seems he manifested his mother's bloodline after all, and extremely young too… Too bad it had to come out in a situation like this. Calm down, Kakashi, and bring young Naruto-kun in here."

Kakashi left, then re-entered holding a tired and confused Naruto's hand. The boy was uncharacteristically quiet, but it wasn't surprising.

"Naruto-kun, Kakashi, please sit down." Sarutobi requested. They did. "Now, Naruto, I think it's time you learned of your parents." The boy's cerulean eyes widened, and he leaned forward expectantly, but not letting go of Kakashi's hand. Sarutobi chuckled slightly. "Your bloodline is from your mother, and is the ability to form chakra into a solid form, and each person has different types of forms, like everyone has different types of chakra. Yours seems to take shape of things used in air, like that parachute earlier, and maybe wings too." Naruto looked excited, but let the old Hokage continue. "Your kaa-san was an amazing person who never gave up, and had something about her, which could change people easily. You inherited those traits." The Sandaime smiled at the happy look on the blonde boy's face. "She had long red hair, and gorgeous green eyes. Her name was Uzumaki Kushina, and she was feared and respected in many of the Elemental Countries as the Mizuryuu no Konoha." By this time Naruto had stars in his eyes, trying to picture his mother. "S-Sugoi! Kaa-san," Naruto stopped, tasting the word in his mouth, finding that he liked it, "Kaa-san sure was amazing. But… what about…. T-Tou-san?"

The Sandaime sighed and Kakashi looked away, sad for not realizing the relation.

"Naruto, your father was even more famous. His fake name was known everywhere, and even outlawed in some countries. Your father had to make a fake name, so that when he had a family, no one would try and hurt them. Your father is my sensei, Minato Namikaze, also known as Kazama Arashi, the Yondaime Hokage." Naruto's jaw was on the floor. "I'M THE SON OF THE YONDAMIE!!"

"Hai"

This was too much for the poor four year old, and he fainted, causing Kakashi and Sarutobi to sweatdrop. Birds chirped, the wind blew, leaves rustled, and cheese tastes good. When Naruto woke up an hour after fainting, the Sandaime and Kakashi started discussing a training schedule, and the need for Naruto to move to his parents' estate.

Somewhere far away

A pair of golden eyes were staring, fascinated, at a crystal ball, showing the scene in the Hokage's office. "Kukukuku…….. So Minato's son survived after all. Well, little Naruto Namikaze, we will meet soon…. To make up for lost time…" turning around, he yelled for his young assistant, hiding in the shadows.

Somewhere in the forests Outside Konoha

Looking forward to your new home, Naruto?" asked the silver haired jounin, leading the bubbly blonde down a barely traveled forest trail.

"Hai!! Neh, neh, Kakashi-jisan, how big is the Namikaze/ Uzumaki estate, anyways?

Kakashi chuckled at the affectionate nickname the boy had given him, but only replied with a, "You'll see, kid." Naruto pouted, but continued to walk, looking around him in genuine interest the whole time. They had left the houses and the village far behind, and a warm red sunset was lighting their backs, casting warm, dusty red and orange shadows in front of them, and setting the trees and village on fire.

"Kakashi-jisan, how much longer until we get to the estate," whined Naruto, looking up at the young man. "We're at the rim of the estate now, Naruto" he replied, eye-smiling and chuckling at the little ball of energy and his reaction.

"H-Hondo? Sugoi!! Let's go, jisan!!" Naruto yelled, literally running circles around the man, before running ahead, and running back to Kakashi, after realizing that he didn't know how to get into the estate. Kakashi chuckled again, before realizing that this was the most he'd laughed since his father committed seppuku, or Minato-sensei discovered that Kushina was pregnant. He smiled. Seems Naruto inherited a lot from both of his parents: his looks from his tou-san, most of his personality from his kaa-san, and maybe BOTH of their Kekkei Genkai.

Naruto's mouth dropped open at the sight of the huge estate. Behind the brick wall, ornate wrought-iron gate, and barrier jutsu, was a yard that would have better belonged to the wealthiest clan in the world, not a deceased family of Shinobi. The grass was a deep emerald green, though long and wild from years of neglect. Various flowers of multiple rainbow hues dotted the thick carpet of green in large clumps. A fishpond, surrounded by rocks, was kept clean and vibrantly sapphire by a trickling stream that cascaded in paths throughout the yard and out under the wall, with koi-fish abundant in the glimmering pools spaced in the yard. Leafy pink and white sakura trees grew in the overgrown garden of a yard, with clumps of fallen plant matter at their roots.

The two men walked forward, glancing around, one visiting old memories and the other looking at where he would have lived, if it hadn't been for the Kyuubi attack, when all of a sudden, Naruto tripped on the long grass, falling forward only to be caught by Kakashi. Giving the man a grateful smile, Naruto regained his footing and they continued walking, a bit more cautiously than before. Looking at the house, Naruto tripped again, mouth and eyes open in awe. The house was a large two story building, almost big enough to call a mansion. A rich deep mahogany wood paneled the outside of the house, and dusty shadowed windows gazed forlornly out over the grounds, asking for someone to clean them, and look out them once again. A small balcony shadowed the doorway, vines climbing and framing the door, while drooping from the railing of the little balcony.

Walking inside, they came into a hard-wood paneled room, looking to be made for the sole purpose of removing shoes and jackets. Past the sliding door into the next room, they entered a forlorn-looking room, carpeted in a deep green carpet, with light brown wooden walls and comfy- looking navy blue armchairs. One wall was completely taken up by a wall-to-floor bookshelf, literally overflowing with books and scrolls, while another wall facing the armchairs had a fair sized fireplace and what looked to be a large family portrait, containing four people. The last wall simply had pictures and a door to another room. Everything was coated in four years of dust, except for the large portrait, as if dust were afraid to settle there. Stepping closer, despite Kakashi's quiet protests, Naruto examined the painting. A tall blonde man with well-managed blonde hair and a trimmed blonde beard and piercing brown eyes was wearing the traditional Konoha jounin uniform. Beside him was a cheerful looking woman, probably his wife, with chocolate brown hair, soft sky blue eyes, wearing a pale pink kimono with red lotuses embroidered on it. Held in her arms was a little girl who looked to be the same age as Naruto. This girl had dark, almost black short hair, and leaf green eyes. Her mouth was set in a small smile, but she looked too serious for her age. Like the older woman, she wore a kimono, but hers was a light green, with no embroidery. Completing the picture was a young boy, around eight years old, with the sunshine blonde hair and eyes the color of the cerulean sea, which Naruto saw every time he looked in the mirror. He wore a black T-shirt, and black shorts with flames of varying blues along the bottom, with an unzipped white jacket overtop of the whole outfit, and he sported the same foxy grin that Naruto himself had. In other words, he looked like an older version of Naruto, but without the whisker marks. Kakashi's voice startled him out of his examination.

"That was Minato-sensei at age eight, with his parents and little sister. A month after this painting was finished, all three of them were killed in an epidemic that hit Konoha when jiraiya-sama took him on a training trip. The house was abandoned when he got home." Naruto began to commit the faces of the people who would have been his Ojiisan, Obaasan, and his aunt to memory. He gazed once more around the room. Kakashi sighed. "Come on Naruto. Let the ghosts of the past stay in the past" Nodding sadly, Naruto headed towards the next room.

All the way towards the door, the hairs on the back of Naruto's neck were raised; he felt something staring at him. Kakashi sighed again, recognizing the feeling. He bent down to whisper to Naruto "I told you," as the boy turned around. THE MAN IN THE PAINTING WAS STARING AT THEM. "Hatake Kakashi, student of the deceased Namikaze Minato, here to show Namikaze-Uzumaki Naruto, only son of the deceased Namikaze Minato and the deceased Uzumaki Kushina, the Namikaze estate and for him to claim his birthright." The painting's eyes shifted forward once more, and the cycloptic jounin led the shell-shocked little boy into the next room, a formal dining room with a large table and fifteen seats. In his fright, Naruto collapsed into the nearest one, his eyes wide. "WHAT was THAT!?" Kakashi sighed. This was turning out to be a long day. "That, Naruto, was the Namikaze Security System. It activates whenever someone the house doesn't 'recognize' someone, which it does through chakra signature. Your grandfather created this during the epidemic, knowing that they wouldn't survive. He was a great sealmaster, much like your father, and he managed to seal his soul into that painting. Your 'grandfather' will now recognize you, but if he wakes up to anyone new at the house, you'll have to do the same thing I did."

"Kakashi-jisan, what would have happened if I didn't introduce someone?"

"Well, Naruto, he or she would trigger all the traps in this house, and trust me, there's a LOT of them. Now come on, you need to see the rest of the house."

Three hours later, Naruto was lying on his bed, after being shown multiple bedrooms, bathrooms, training rooms, gardens, and so much more. His favorite spots were the kitchen on the bottom floor, which was completely stocked full of ramen already, the huge library that took up almost a third of the house, both floors, an armory, which had multiple sharp and pointy things that are best handled by adults, his father's seal room, which was actually a small (compared to the house) basement that was locked by a blood-seal, a certain large circular training ground that was ideal for many Shinobi, and his current location; his new bedroom, which was the size of his old apartment.

The floor of the room was a cherry colored wood, with a soft, plush chocolate brown rug in the centre of the room. The bed was a large queen-size, with a soft mattress, and deep golden orange sheets, which Naruto found he liked better than the brighter variety of orange (coughorangecanonoutfitcough), while the bed-frame was made of a light brown oak. His walls were a slightly lighter shade of orange that his bed, and had various things around it that were evidently made for various ages. On the wall to the right of the door was a fair sized walk in wardrobe, which Naruto doubted he'd ever fill up, Naruto's own personal bathroom, which included a Jacuzzi bath the perfect size for a single person, and dark golden fixings and taps, with orange towels. The wall across from that one, on the left side from the door, was a weapons rack that could hold 20 kunai, 50 shuriken, 20 smoke bombs, 200 explosive tags, and a pair of katana all at once, and a bookshelf full with books and scrolls for all sorts of things, from story books, to maps, to training help guides. A dresser was also on that wall, made of the same oak with dark gold he had found in the room. In that dresser, he found a few pictures, which he immediately placed on top of the dresser. Those pictures were all of a smiling couple, one of them he knew to be his father, and the other he took to be his mother, from Sarutobi's description and the way they acted in the picture. The wall with the door to the rest of the house, facing the foot of the bed, was a wall full of pictures, and a very large toybox, most of which Naruto had outgrown fast, partially because of the villager's treatment of him. The final wall was simple, with a lockable sliding door leading out onto a balcony overlooking his favorite training grounds, which he would be using tomorrow.

In his soft new bed, he felt sleep overcome him, and fell into the sweet bliss of slumber.

TBC

Oreo; wow. That took longer than I thought it would. Its probably pretty short, but at least it's longer than the previous two!! I even added a bunch of junk that I was putting on chapter four, just to make this one a bit longer for you guys! Well, onto chapter four, AND KEEP REVIEWING!! I LOVE THE REVIEWS! THEY'RE MY PROOF TO MY BAKA PARENTS THAT I'M NOT WASTING TIME WRITING THESE!! AND THEIR GOOD FOR MOTIVATION!!

I'll repeat the contest, incase some people didn't read my lovely rules 'n junk up at the top.

CONTEST; ANYONE WHO CAN GUESS WHO NARUTO'S TEAM'S JOUNIN INSTRUCTOR IS, AND THE TEAM SPECIALTY, WILL GET A BIT MORE SAY IN WHAT GOES ON IN THE STORY! My friend chibi doesn't count, as I've already told her… I think.

Oreo; and remember, all the polls are still open, as I wont be able to continue the story w/o one side of each of the polls winning!! I'd suggest getting the Orochimaru poll flying, as w/o that, I wont be able to finish the fifth chapter.