A/N: Fuck yeah finished this chapter! This ones longer than other as an apology for not updating last week! Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, originally I had not wanted to start this but I was like what the hell they want it they got it. Review!

P.S. I own none of this shit...wished I did then I wouldn't be a poor highschooler...

Chapter 3

The Third Hokage was…oddly concerned. Today's events had been utterly exhausting and very draining. Who would have guessed a future version of Naruto would appear in his office? No doubt he had gotten into some serious shit.

Yet, these events did not startle him, not much did after two wars. What actually made him furrow his brow was what he had encountered yesterday in the bathroom. When he had inspected the bathroom for Uzu-kun's dirty clothes after he had left he stood stock still at the sight of his private bathroom.

The mirror was shattered in the middle, blood trickling in the cracks of broken glass. On the ground were Uzu-kun's clothes, the shirt, which he thought was bronze was actually a shirt so sullied by blood it had turned color. Covered by the overly large shirt was a pair of pants, what was on them made the harden man want to vomit.

On the back inseam of the pants was a patch of dried blood, previously engulfed by the shirt. Horror dawned on him as he realized exactly why Uzu-kun had that look in his eyes. He began to contemplate the implications as he called for his secretary to clean up the mess.

Strolling back to the room the Third Hokage suddenly felt his old age. How had this happened to his surrogate grandson? How was it possible for him to get into that situation? There was no plausible way he would have assigned such a green nin to any mission that could end in potentially disastrous results without due cause.

With his elbows resting on the desk and his fingers laced in front of his mouth in thought he did not take notice of the intrusion of his office. Or he would have had he deemed the other entity as a threat. Peering at the newcomer he grunted to let him know he was acknowledged.

"Sensei, why the long face?" Jiraiya gazed curiously at the older man, half joking half serious. Jiraiya wanted to know what the old man had figured out.

The Hokage rubbed a hand over his weary face and let out a sigh, "I have some information on Kasai Uzu."

Jiraiya's expression grew solemn as he cast privacy seal around the office. He then returned his attention to the man before him and asked, "What happened with the older brat?"

Once again the Third gave the impression of a man with too many burdens, his lips set in a grim line and his eyes downtrodden. "I have reason to believe Uzu-kun was captured by enemy nin and subjected to torture."

Jiraiya's eyes widened, "That's quite a thought old man, what makes you think that?"

The Hokage reached into his drawer and pulled out a pipe. Filling it with tobacco he lit it with a small fire jutsu. Taking a slow breathe he inhaled the addictive substance and blew it out in a sigh. "In the bathroom Uzu-kun had used he had completely shattered the mirror, blood still seeping from the fractures."

The Toad Sage crossed his arms and gave a grunt, "Kids got issues, we all do." Every ninja had their days of self-loathing and suicidal thoughts. It was a normal occurrence in their line of work; usually it stopped on its own.

The Third hummed his agreement, "Although I agree with you on that what was not normal was the patch of blood on the inseam of his pants."

Jiraiya sucked in air and released it shakily. What twisted shit could have done that? In no village was rape condoned, even among mercenaries it was considered low. It was punishable by death in the Elemental Nations.

"Damn, that isn't good…should we schedule him a mental check-up with T&I?"

Hiruzen nodded his consent with the idea, "That would be for the best, I'll get my secretary to summon Inoichi tomorrow morning, it's far too late to call him now."

Jiraiya dipped his head to show his acceptance of the plan and started to head to the widow. With his hands on the sill he paused and turned towards his sensei. "Please keep me updated on the brat."

The Hokage smirked slyly, "Why are you so interested in him?"

The Hokage's tone implied….inappropriate things. "What the hell do you mean by that," shouted Jiraiya incredulously. How dare the old fart think like that, he was straight goddammit!

A deep chuckle escaped Hiruzen's mouth as he stared at his blushing bride of a student. "Didn't think you were into boys Raiya-kun!"

The hermit's blush deepened and he crossed his arms, "What am I supposed to do!? He's Naruto from the future, kissed me on the cheek every time I see him, and looks like Minato!"

Chuckles had turned into laughter as he saw the infamous super pervert reduced to a puddle of nerves at the mention of his grown up pupil. Who knew it could have turned out like this?

Calming down Jiraiya glared hatefully at his sensei and huffed childishly. Just because the gaki had grown well- wait stop that train of thought, he liked big boobs and curves, big boobs and curves! Tsunade was the women for him, even if she never accepted his feelings. What more, who crushed on their student, besides being his godson, was raped and tortured recently?

Shaking his head he leaped out the window, ready to get well-deserved rest. After he went to the bathhouse of course, this was the time all the shy chicks with great bodies were there! He would know after stalking that place for so many years.

He was strapped to the wall, not being tortured at the moment but recovering for another session soon, instead he was told he had to witness a session. In front of him was a woman of average build, nothing outstanding about her appearance.

In her mouth was a pear shaped instrument made of iron, a screw of sorts at the top. Next to him was a man to make sure he was always watching. The ugly man had a scraggly beard matted with blood and sweat, eyes bulging at the pleas of mercy the woman was shrieking.

"After this the whiny broad will finally shut up!" The ape laughed at the whimpers the woman emanated as she was smacked with the cat o' nine-tails by a buff...was that a man? The whip made red blotched appear on her back, covering old scars made by a similar device.

The buff she-male stopped the flogging and moved he pear shaped object in her mouth slowly turning the screw. More and more he spun the screw the more it was spun the bigger her mouth got.

Naruto wanted to vomit; the instrument was expanding her mouth and throat. The woman gave strangled cries as the pear expanded further than thought possible. Suddenly her muffled screams grew frantic, her eyes almost popping from her skull.

Her mouth and throat busted outward forming two skin flaps where her throat was. The spinal bone was visible between the two flayed gore pieces. Blood had splattered everywhere: onto the walls, onto all the occupants of the room, and the agony filled face of the woman. The expression on the woman's face was added to by the absent mouth, the broken muscles and skin strewn on her body.

Naruto's scream of horror echoed along with the two men's cackles, the noise inhuman and bestial. The scene painted by Satan himself.

Kasai woke up, tears staining his face and a choked bubble of laughter in his throat. He brought his hands to his face and smacked his cheeks, waking himself up. Sunlight blinded his eyes as he stumbled to his feet. Walking shakily he arrived at the bathroom.

Quickly he poked his head out into the hall and looked at a clock he had noticed in passing. Kasai's eyes widened considerably. Shit if he didn't hurry he would be late! With only 15 minutes to meet Jiraiya and Naruto he rushed to take his clothes of hopping into the shower. Thank god Jiji had equipped the bathroom and kitchen with stuff already.

Using the Shadow-clone jutsu he made a copy of himself to make breakfast as he washed up. With the speed of lighting he showered, futilely brushed his hair, and ate breakfast (consisting of miso ramen and orange juice). Sprinting naked back to the bathroom he put on his clothes he gained yesterday and brushed his teeth.

Right in time to for just as he was about to open the door there was a knock. Opening it he expected to find Naruto whom Jiraiya had sent. Instead there was the man himself…with no Naruto.

"Hello…what should I call you?" Kasai tilted his head to the side looking like a lost puppy.

Jiraiya coughed and blushed minutely at the sleepy expression on the younger one's face finding it oddly adorable. Shaking from those inappropriate thoughts he grunted, "Call me whatever, just none of that damn Ero-sennin shit."

Kasai gave a perplexed smile, confused at the blush. He could hear muffled chuckles from Kyuubi and promised himself to ask later. What should he call Jiraiya?

"Kit, call him what you did in the future. You know when you caught him having over women when he was supposed to train you." Again you could hint a malevolent edge in the Kyuubi's voice. Deciding to discard it as nothing (the Kyuubi was a demon after all) he decided to use his suggestion. It wasn't like he had a better idea.

"Okay how about Raiya-chan?" Oh yeah, he remembered. It would always make Jiraiya squirm when he said that. What was funnier was that it made the ladies ask questions such as: "When did you guys meet?" to "You're cheating on your boyfriend!?"

Jiriaya spluttered and looked at Naruto like he just announced he was pregnant. The patent What the Fuck look was still on his face as he shouted, "Why would you call me that!" In a quieter tone of voice he whispered, "Do you know what that implies?"

Smiling like a trickster he replied, "Yep!" Still looking at Jiraiya's red face he burst out laughing, something he rarely did anymore. "I can't believe you still get so flustered! Ba Ha Ha Ha!"

Jiraiya's eyes gained a demonic flair and he raised his hand, bringing it down with a resounding smack on the back of Kasai's head. "Brat what the hell?!"

Unaffected by the slap he wiped tears from his eyes and smiled serenely at Jiraiya, "It's been a while since I laughed like that."

Coughing awkwardly at the sweet expression on Kasai's face he turned and started walking away. "C'mon idiot, time to train."

The Toad Sage took off in a sprint towards the hot springs on the rooftops. Kasai called out, "Race ya Jiraiya-san!" Taking off at high speeds he dashed after Jiraiya. It was a true shame Jiraiya didn't like the name, he sure did. It was much more fun than "Jiraiya-san" but he had to keep appearances.

They arrived at the hot springs within seconds of each other, Kasai barely beating Jiraiya. Gazing around the small area he spotted a drenched Naruto looking like a kicked baby fox, it was endearing really until he opened his mouth.

"Dammit Ero-Sennin leaving me to do my own training, be useful for once asshole," shouted Naruto as soon as Jiraiya appeared alongside Kasai.

Jiraiya looked around until he spotted Kasai. Instantly his jaw dropped and he pointed an accusing finger at the shaggy brown-haired teen. "How the fuck did you get here before me!"

Smirking evilly Kasai responded, "What couldn't keep up in your age?" He delighted in the shade of purple his sensei's face turned, a beautiful mulberry.

Gasping in righteous rage Jiraiya lunged at the boy tackling him to the ground. Trying to choke the life out of Kasai he failed to notice him stiffen. Kasai froze, voices racing in his head, muscles taunt and ready to destroy. Just as he stopped struggling and was about to attack, Naruto grabbed their attention.

"Oi, stop making kissy faces at each other and help me. I want to actually succeed in the Chunin exams!"

"Shut-up brat!" Jiraiya rolled off of his torso and offered a hand in assistance. He looked awkward and seemed tense, eyes averting from Kasai.

Snapping out of his survival-mode his eyes cleared and he took the offered hand, mumbling a soft thank you. Jiraiya walked away to help his helpless younger-self.

Shit he had done it again. Why couldn't he get used to human contact. Memories flashed through his head, of cold hands grasping his waist, nails digging into his face. Shivers racked his body as he remembered. When he got home first thing he was doing was take a VERY long shower.

"Kyuubi can you block of some of the memories…the-they are coming back."

The Kyuubi gave an understanding nod and did as he was told, giving the mentally equivalent of a caring caress. No words needed to be spoken between the two.

Back to reality Jiraiya looked on in concern-no not concern for Kasai, concern for what would happen if he lost control (that's what he told himself). So far the boy had acted fairly normal but when he had tackled him to test Kasai's tolerance of physical touching he was disturbed. In the bat of an eye the teen had gone rigid, eyes glazing over, tensed in an attack position.

Jiraiya returned his focus back to his pupil's miserable attempts at water-walking. Had Kakashi really not train his kids in the basics? He would have to have a serious talk with the boy's instructor. He was almost about to intervene until Kasai did for him.

"Naruto-kun," barked Kasai. It was truly pathetic seeing himself this unskilled.

"I had forgotten how weak of a midget you were!" The fox bared his teeth in a Cheshire grin.

"Shut the hell up Kyuubi, I don't need comments from the peanut gallery!

"You are trying to keep a constant flow of chakra right?"

Naruto squinted his eyes at his older self, "Yeah, I guess."

Giving his patent foxy smile he leaned close to Naruto's face. Pulling in a breath of air he expelled it, "Nope," cheesy frown now gracing his features.

"What?" Now Naruto was confused. Wasn't that how you climb a tree, so what was the difference in the two?

"Think about it, how is water different than a tree or flat surface?"

Naruto scrunched his face into a thinking pose and unexpectedly face-palmed. How had he been so stupid! "Water is all slippery while solid surfaces stay still!"

"Good job! So how about you just let the chakra flow with the water. Since water levels and position changes constantly so does the distribution and amount of chakra."

Naruto bounced excitedly, "Thank you Kasai-nii!" An "Uh-oh" expression appeared on his face as he realized how he addressed Kasai. "Can I call you that?"

Kasai, who had not noticed the slip-up nodded enthusiastically, "Hell yeah, who wouldn't have such an awesome younger brother!"

With admiration in his eyes Naruto smiled genuinely and returned to his task, eyes ablaze with determination. He knew it was himself, but they were too different to be the same person. He had an older brother now!

From the side-lines Jiraiya whistled appreciatively giving Kasai an appraising brow. "You got a way with kids."

Kasai's cheeks reddened, "Sensei! It's only because..ya know…" He couldn't very well say he was from the future in a public place. That would not end well AT ALL.

The rest of the afternoon passed in a calm manor. Kasai felt wonderful! Everything was going great and by god he would keep it that way.

As Naruto bid goodbye to the duo he abruptly stopped and race towards Kasai. Surprised Kasai spreads his arms prepared to catch Naruto. As Naruto hurdled towards him at the speed of light he tripped and landed with his face in the chest of Kasai.

Embarrassed he hugged Kasai. Mumbling into his shirt he said, "Thank you Kasai-nii."

Kasai was shocked. Not only had he made friends with Naruto already the boy had progressed to this relationship level in just a day. Usually he did not trust others so easily but who could you trust but yourself?

Pulling away Naruto smiled once more and sprinted towards his apartment. Naruto had another amazing day. After all he had the most badass older brother ever!

Kasai chuckled with relief more than anything. He was relieved his younger-self liked him but that was not it. He was thankful he had not frozen up like he usually did at touch, must be something to do with the touch coming from himself.

"Oh, I forgot!" How had he forgotten to get clothes? He couldn't keep the ones he had on, they weren't his.

"Whatcha forget, "asked Jiraiya. He was only mildly curious, or, very.

Kasai turned towards the hermit, "I need to do some shopping…do you have any money?"

Jiraiya had a deadpan expression unbelieving of what he just asked. "The hell would I pay for your shit?"

Damn Kasai really needed some better clothes, food, and cleaning supplies. Time to use his ultimate weapon. Getting an inch from his face he stared at Jiraiya with his ultimate puppy eyes.

"Wh-what are you doing brat," shrieked Jiraiya. Kasai was way too close for comfort. Jiraiya was almost sweating in anticipation as Kasai drifted closer and closer until….he planted a soft kiss on the Sage's cheek.

Pulling back Kasai tried once again, "Please." Hands clasped in a plea, puppy dog eyes glittering, and a small pout adorning his face. He had the greatest weapon of all-cuteness.

The Toad Sage was dumbfounded. Once again he had been kissed by this infernal boy. Pretty soon they would get out of control, but what could he do? It wasn't too bad to experience and Kasai made it seem like a harmless sign of affection.

He couldn't resist, "Alright but only the essentials and you have to pay me back in full!"

Kasai's pout turned into a full blown smile as he hugged the life out of his sensei. "Thank you so much!"

Kasai ran ahead beckoning for Jiraiya to hurry his ass up. Sighing the older man followed, shaking his head at the others antics.

Their shopping for clothes was fairly short. As promised nothing but the bare necessities. Kasai purchased many tight ANBU style pants in standard colors (black, beige, green, and blue) and shirts much the same. Next thing on his list: weapons.

Jiraiya lead him to the best weapon shop in Konoha, it was run by Tenten's father. As they entered the shop they encountered a big burly man, "Who are you?"

Kasai ever the diplomat answered with, "Who are you?"

A smack could be heard in the background as Jiraiya face palmed. Wonders would never cease with that boy. Luckily the buff man found the ten funny, there was no doubt that man could have twisted them into pretzels.

"I'm Shiro." Blunt and to the point, nothing special about this worker Jiraiya deduced.

"I'm Uzu and this is Jiraiya, "said Kasai.

The man's eyes threatened to pop out of his skull as he stared at Jiraiya. "Honored to meet you Jiraiya-sama, please take a look at our wares." The man bowed low and swiftly walked away.

Kasai and Jiraiya traded glances, figuring the man was shy. People were weird these days.

Walking down the aisle Kasai amassed a collection of kunai, senbon, and an ink set for seal making.

Jiraiya blinked in surprise as he checked over the collection. "You know sealing?

Kasai flashed a grin, "Oh course I had you for a sensei!"

Finding no flaw in that logic he continued the conversation, "You can buy on specialty weapon if you want. You bought less than I thought you would."

"Hell yeah!" Kasai raced down the pathways until he happened upon his favorite weapon. Iron claws. They were amazing, tearing through foliage and flesh. He had a prized pair back home just like the ones in the shop.

The weapon itself was terrifying. It was a glove with holes for the palm and back of the hand. They had sharp brass knuckles built in and dagger-like finger tips, similar to a witches nail. The glove was held on by a thick leather strap located at the wrist.

Picking up the killer tool he jogged back to Jiraiya, excited beyond belief at finding them. Jiraiya appraised his weapon choice and asked, "Why those?"

Gaping Kasai waved them in front of his face like a mad man. "What the hell do you mean, "WHY THOSE", these are my babies!"

Only able to shake his head Jiraiya handed the items to the cashier and winced at the total balance. It was worth it though to see those shining eyes. In near tears Jiraiya handed over the alrge sum of cash and gave the items to Kasai. Whoever ran into that kid with those gloves was in for a world of hurt.

Kasai skipped and Jiraiya walked out the door into the crisp night air. They traveled in comfortable silence, content in each other's presence. Suddenly Kasai flew to the ground, snapping Jiraiya out of his peaceful thoughts.

"What the fuck!" Kasai grunted as he rubbed his sore tailbone. He looked up and saw a hand reaching for him.

"Sorry about that." Kasai traced the hand to its owner and froze. Oh god no, not now, not after he had controlled it.

There in front of the duo was Kakashi Hatake. Kasai snatched the hand and aloud for himself to be helped up. His control was breaking he had – a bloodied hand grasped the stained grass, reaching for salvation-hurry up dammit!

"Kakashi-kun we need to talk about your teaching, frankly it sucks."

Kakashi sweat dropped and opened his book, praying to the gods that this conversation would end. Kakashi continue reading as he sneaked a peek at the stranger with Jiraiya. His eye's widened as he saw that it was a handsome teenage boy not a busty woman he had anticipated.

His eye curved into a 'u' as he addressed the boy, "Now who may you be?"

Kasai stood to attention, teeth gritting together as he reigned in emotions. "I'm Kasai Uzu, distant family of Jiraiya."

"Really? Didn't know Jiraiya-sensei had family."

"Everyone does dumbass, you just have to find them," said Jiraiya, obviously annoyed by the one-eyed man.

Kakashi leaned closer and put a hand to his mouth as if telling a dirty rumor, "So you like boys now?"

His answer was an eloquent punch to the face, courtesy of Jiraiya. "As if I would trade boobs for a dick!" His expression was a mixture of mortification and…guilt? At what?

Kakashi just hummed as he read on in his book. No matter what the old man said it was obvious he had some romantic feelings for the boy be they platonic or sexual.

Kasai couldn't hold it anymore, flashbacks busted from their binds the Kyuubi had built. He needed to go NOW!

A missing eye, intestines laid artfully in the field. Oddly they took a shape, words it seems. They read, "You're next." Kasai lay in a puddle of blood and now vomit, weeping hysterically, "He was supposed to be-"

"Kit you have to go now or else everyone's going to see you lose it!"

Kasai faced Kakashi, "Nice to meet you Hatake-kun"

Not giving the man any chance to reply he spun to Jiraiya,"Bye sensei and thank you for the gifts!"

Kasai grabbed the items roughly and flashed both a twisted apologetic smile. He turned tail and ran like the hounds of Hell were snapping at his heels to his apartment.

Jiraiya stared worriedly after the young man, knowing something was wrong. He had seen the torrent of emotions stirring as they continued to talk to Kakashi. Something awful must have occurred between the two. He resolved to ask Kasai about it later.

"He seemed in a hurry. He was such a cute little one." A sly glint entered Kakashi's eyes. It didn't escape his notice that as soon as he had arrived the teen had become agitated. To anyone else it might have looked like he had just realized he was late home. He was determined to find out more about this kid, he was fascinating.

Jiraiya glared heavily at the other man, making Kakashi slightly uncomfortable. Not many times had that happened. What could have caused this reaction?

Jiraiya wanted to throttle his former student's student. How dare he make remarks about Kasai like that, he wasn't some side-project! Get to know them, be great friends, then dump him on the side of the rode. No Kasai was too good for someone like Kakashi.

Seething he bid ado to Kakashi and left to the Hokage's tower, he had things to discuss.

Kasai slammed the apartment door shut and dropped everything Jiraiya had purchased onto the kitchen counter and ran to the shower, turning it on full blast. He stripped in record time and opened the toilet lid, promptly puking his guts out.

Kaskashi's fingers still somehow moving were clawing at the blood stained ground in a desperate crawl. His intestines laid in a purposeful manner to form the words, "You're next." His sharigan was torn from his eyes, the wound fresh and filled with maggots. Bugs coated the hollow hole, eating away at the brain and god knew what else.

Almost all of the food he had eaten was now in the toilet. He shakily wiped his mouth with his hand, flushed the toilet, and hopped into the scorching water.

Furiously he began to rub every crevice until raw. He began bleeding as he scratched his eyes, blood flowing into his mouth. Sobs racked his body and he crashed to the floor of the shower, tears intermingling with the now lukewarm water.

"Kit you need to get out now." Kyuubi sent soothing pulses of chakra through their link encouraging his distraught container.

Nodding with no clear understanding he turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. Trudging to the kitchen he pulled out a pair of boxers and pajamas from the bags and slipped them on. He was thankful he had stuck up privacy seals as soon as he had moved in or else he would have an obnoxious neighbor pounding on his door.

Shuffling to the futon he flopped pitifully onto the cloud-like surface. He stared at the ceiling with hollow eyes. Again and again the memories flashed by until they focused on a sole figure: Orochimaru. Pure unadulterated rage filled the monstrous yell that left his mouth.

When he saw that piece of bug shit he would let that worm experience all the pain he had. Every fiber of his being wanted to hurt, torture, kill that pedophilic, necrophilia obsessed fuck stain.

Soft chuckles echoed in the still night, no one heard his madness as no one should. Hands dug into his eyes as he tried to block out all the memories but with no such luck. Pointless rambles flowed from his lips, soundless apologizes and threats. Finally his lunatic monologue ended as he slipped into a black oblivion, sleep mercifully claiming his weary soul.

A/N: I liked this chapter...cause I used my new favorite torture device...its called a choke pear. Probably miss used it but I thought it was pretty screwed up..anywho I love you guys for reviewing! Please give me more!