I DO NOT OWN NARUTO OR SAW. My grammar is not the best, but the story is readable which is all that matters. If you have a problem with it, then please tell me nicely. Any similarities with other fics is purely unintentional unless otherwise stated. Now, enjoy, because this was a real pain in the ass to write.

Very sorry for the wait, I had writers block, not to also mention, writing sick shit like this...well...it takes time. I went to great lengths to make the current tests viable and something that is actually possible, which took quite a while. I would like to thank Starwars4J for helping me make this more realistic, and of course Protoman for supporting this idea. I've also wrote this chapter differently from the first two, it is instead written in past-tense instead of the present-tense. It looks and flows better to ME, but I want opinions on it, and if I should possibly rewrite the first two the same way.

Also, I will not be saying who it is until the last chapter, or two. But keep on guessing!

SAW

'Heat'


The sun was almost at the horizon, about an hour away from setting and letting the moon take over the sky. Sasuke, Sakura, Shino, Kiba, Shikamaru, Lee, and Neji sat at a table in a dimly lit corner of a bar. They each had a drink in front of them, except for Lee, as his team had just finished paying for the bar he destroyed celebrating Naruto making Jounin. However, the drinks in front of them were hardly touched, because they were busy 'discussing', and enjoying their rare day off. "...And that is why if you destroy this bar we'll have to kill you.", Neji said to Lee, answering his question of why he couldn't have any sake. Lee sighed and bowed his head in defeat, he knew he wasn't going anywhere. A thought suddenly popped into his head. "Hey, where is Naruto? I thought this was his day off as well."

Sasuke shrugged, "Dunno, we haven't seen him all day, he wasn't at his apartment either." Sasuke took a slow sip of his drink, going into deep thought, but he didn't say anything further. Kiba looked around, "Come to think of it, we haven't seen Hinata all day either, and the Hyuuga who would talk to us said she had left early this morning but didn't know where she was going." Shino nodded in agreement, and took a sip of his drink.

Before they could comment further, a bored and familiar sounding voice pipped in. "Oi, what are you guys doing in a bar, you aren't old enough to drink." They turned to find Kakashi, Asuma, and Kurenai standing behind Sasuke, who had his back to the door. Sasuke sighed in annoyance, and responded in an equally bored voice. "According to a law written by the Shodai Hokage: "Any shinobi, Genin or higher in rank has complete access to life's pleasures and the same rights as an adult." Does that answer satisfy you Kakashi?" Kakashi looked serious for a moment, before breaking out into a smile, only visible by his 'eye-smile'. "Right answer Sasuke! My next question is how did you find this out? Most Sensei's have an agreement not to tell their teams until they are adults, mostly to piss them off.", Kakashi said as he and the other Sensei's sat down at the last remaining seats at the table.

Sasuke took a sip of his drink, and answered his question. "Naruto told us. He said he read it one of the Hokages files when he was allowed to read from the Hokage's personal library as a child, for his birthday or something." Kakashi, and Kurenai had confused looks on their faces, but Asuma had a look of understanding on his face, and decided to end the confusion. "Yeah, the old man would allow Naruto to read from the personal library of the Hokages on his birthday; mainly as a way to keep him away from the villagers so he was safe, and to at least do something special for him. I was always assigned to 'guard' him on those days..."

Looks of understanding spread around the table, before they fell into an uncomfortable silence. Kiba decided to break the silence, and decided to share a piece of gossip. "Hey, did you guys hear about Iruka? Apparently he has been taking on more missions lately, seems he might be getting a little tired of teaching." Looks of surprise spread around the table, and Kurenai was the first to speak. "Wow, really? Think he is finally ready to take the test to become a Jounin?" Kakashi answered first, a bored look in his eyes as he read his perverted book. "He certainly has the knowledge and skill for it. He just seems to like to avoid fighting if at all possible, but he does know when to fight and when to run away. It's very possible he has had enough of teaching, though I must say, he's stayed longer than any teacher in Konoha's history." Everyone at the table nodded, and took a sip of their drinks.

Sasuke looked at watch and stood to leave. The occupants of the table shot him a confused look, to which he inwardly sighed. "I just remembered I had some...important business to take of. I'll see you all later..." His fellow shinobi nodded and decided to order another round of drinks, as they continued to gossip. Sasuke walked out of bar, and took off onto the roof-tops, his heading; the training grounds.


A man, no younger then 30, with short brown hair, a blue cloth Konoha forehead protector wrapped around his head, wearing only plain white boxers, and chain less shackles around his wrists and ankles started coughing. He opened his eyes to find himself laying curled up on his side on a 5 foot by 5 foot piece of dark metal. He tried to move, but found that his arm and legs were weighed down. It was then he noted, with shock, that his skin felt like it was on fire. He let out a scream, and closed his eyes. He then summoned up some strength and managed get up and sit on his knees.

He opened his eyes again, and looked around in shock. He was in a red glowing metal hallway that was about 100 feet long, and about 9 feet wide. Barely visible at the end of the hallway was a rusted metal double door, also glowing red. He also noted that along the wall, every 3 feet, were a row of holes going from ceiling to floor. He suddenly heard a sound to his left and turned to it, to find a TV sitting oddly in the wall. He saw movement on the TV screen, and gasped in shock when a Kyuubi mask appeared on the screen. "Y-y-you! You bastard! What have you done to me!"

The Bijuu laughed. "Me, I have done nothing. Though you should be careful when you follow a 'slut' to a motel room. You never know if it is a trap." He gave a hearty laugh at that. The man scowled and slammed his left hand on the glowing red ground surrounding him. He instantly regretted it, and screamed out, holding his slightly burnt hand to his chest.

The Bijuu stopped laughing as hard, and settled for a few chuckles. "I'd suggest you be careful, the floor, walls, and ceiling are at one-hundred and fifty degrees right now. Enough to seriously burn you. If you look at the edges of the metal plate you are sitting on, you'll see that it is starting to heat up as well." The man did just that, and indeed, the metal plate he was sitting on was starting to heat up.

"What the fuck do you want with me you sick bastard!?", the man screamed. The Bijuu instantly became serious, a dark edge in his voice. "I want to play a game. Jori Yukuta, do you remember what you did to a little boy years ago? You burned his flesh with a Katon jutsu, made him suffer for crimes he did not commit, and he would have died had it not been for a kind old man. Well, now you shall feel his pain. As I have already told you, the floor, walls and ceiling are all very hot. Every minute, the temperature of the metal will go up by fifty degrees. Eventually it will get so hot in the room that you will die of heat stroke...that is, if your body doesn't burst into flames first." Jori winced. "But, there is a way out. Just walk down the hallway, and open the door. Simple as that, but, I have weighed you down with the shackles on your wrists and ankles."

Jori looked down at the shackles and scowled. The Bijuu continued, "However, don't even try to mold Chakra, it will be automatically pulled into the weights, making your trip to the door harder. Yes, that's right, you can't even protect your feet from the floor, nor can you use any jutsu."

"YOU BASTARD! All this punishment just for the worthless demon brat...you're a bigger monster then he is!", Jori screamed with rage. The Bijuu seemed to ignore the comment, and continued on. "Oh, and one more thing, there are about 30 one by one foot triggers hidden randomly in the floor. If you step on one, a VERY flammable gas will be vented into the room from the holes in the walls. So, I'd watch your step...", he chuckled again, "Let the game begin..."

The TV turned off, and then started to melt. Jori looked around, looking for any other way out. After around a minute of looking he felt the room get hotter. He sighed in defeat, and summoned all of his strength to stand up. He staggered, and his breath became labored. He lifted up his left foot, and slammed it down on the red hot floor a little harder than he intended, making him scream in agony as he felt his foot burning. He bravely lifted up his right foot, and tried to lower it gently, but failed, and ended up pressing it into the floor...hard. Tears leaked from his eyes as his feet sizzled and cooked on the hot floor. He took a few more clunky steps, in so much pain that he didn't notice that his feet were bleeding. He looked down the hallway through his tear filled eyes, and saw how many more steps he had to travel.

"Shit..."


In a dark room, The Bijuu sat watching television monitors getting feeds from cameras inside the hallway. He was wearing his signature Kyuubi mask and black ANBU cloak. He also had on black gloves, and black ninja sandals. The room itself was bare of anything, even windows, only a rusted metal double door stood behind him. He watched with extreme interest as Jori walked step by painful step down the hallway. "Heh, he might actually make it...that would be a first...or would it? I'll have to check later." He looked down at another screen that read the temperature, it currently read 250 degrees. The Bijuu let out a dark chuckle, and propped his head up on his right hand, as he continued to watch the monitors.
Naruto pulled on his black undershirt, and then put on his usual orange-black jacket. He popped his neck, and looked around the shady motel room he was in. It was pretty bare, double bed, simple nightstands, a cruddy bathroom, and a couple large windows along the back of the room, which currently had the curtains drawn. His eyes fell upon a form under the faded peach colored sheets of the bed, where the very nude form of Hinata Hyuuga lay. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, as he walked over to her sleeping form. 'If only I could tell someone about this, it's starting to get really hard to keep this a secret. But in the end, she is right, keeping this a secret is for the best.'

He leaned down and gave her a light kiss on the lips, before walking out of the room, and into the cool night air. He looked around, noticing it was dark, but he could barely see the moon. "Damn, that was a day off well spent... Guess I'll have to drop by Ichiraku for dinner before going back to my place." He sighed, and took to the trees and rooftops, his destination: Ichiraku Ramen.


Jori was almost at the end of the hallway, he had been walking for almost 6 minutes now and only had about 15 more feet to go and he was home free. He absently wondered what would await him on the other side of the door, but pushed that aside and put all his effort into making it to the door. His feet were smoking, bloody, and very dry. The air was so hot his lungs hurt, and every step took the life out of him. It took every fiber of his being to not collapse on the floor. He almost jumped for joy as he came within 4 feet of the door. He took his second to last step, and froze in fear as his foot lowered into the ground, having activated a switch in the floor. A sound of hissing hit his ears, and a foul smell filled his nostrils. He quickly took his last step to the door and placed his left hand on the handle. However, the intense heat of the floor was finally too much, and his foot burst into flames, igniting the gas with it. He dully noted that the intense heat of the flames was burning away his skin, hair, and literally cooking his flesh. He collapsed against the door screaming in agony, unable to open it as his body was engulfed by flames. His last moments, were spent being cooked alive.

In the dark room, The Bijuu laughed as the screams of agony finally faded. "Such a shame. He almost made it. Maybe next time..." He reached out and pressed a button, which turned off the televisions. He stood from his chair and walked to the rusted double door behind him, he opened it, and walked through it into a decaying rotten hallway. He walked through the maze of hallways in an obviously very large house until he came to the front door, which was rotten wood and had a few large chunks missing in it. He opened the door and walked down 5 steps to the ground. The house was in fact a 3-story Manor, that was well past it's prime. It sat in a small 'crater' in the middle of Konoha's thick woods. The Bijuu walked up the sloping ground of the crater and into the woods. Before heading into them, he looked back, and saw the moon, hanging above the trees. He turned back around, and took off into the trees.


Tsunade was laying face down on her table. She had been in an emergency council meeting since dawn, and boy was she tired, and in need of some Sake. The council meeting had been rather uneventful; most of the day was spent questioning those involved with and who saw the chase to try and pick up as much information as possible. And of course, like every other council meeting, it eventually degraded into a shouting match. She sat up, and spun the chair around to face the large windows behind her desk. She propped her head on her right hand and went deep into thought about the Investigations team. 'I hope they all enjoyed their day off, because they aren't getting another until this case is solved.'

She stood from her chair, and walked over to her 'Sake Cabinet'. It was going to be a long night...but she didn't know just how long it would end up being.
The Bijuu jumped from tree to tree, hoping to get away from his chasers, an ANBU unit. He saw a small clearing just ahead of him and flew into it, landing right in the middle. The ANBU unit followed, and surrounded him on all sides. "It ends now Bijuu.", a lion masked male ANBU said. The Bijuu just chuckled quietly, and prepared to strike. The ANBU unit tensed, and went to attack, but it was too late. He shifted forward slightly, then vanished, and suddenly two of the four man ANBU unit fell, the male in the lion mask, and a female in a horse mask, with The Bijuu's daggers sticking through their throats.

He reappeared in front of the last male in the group, one with a tiger mask, and used a dagger in his right hand as a kunai. The ANBU blocked it with one of his kunai, and went to draw the sword on his back with his right hand, but before he could fully pull it out of it's sheathe, The Bijuu shifted slightly and snapped his left wrist, a dagger appearing in his left hand, and shifted sideways slightly; using it to slash Tiger masks throat. As the second to last ANBU dropped, he set his sights on the last ANBU, a female with a cat mask. She quickly went for her sword, attempting to draw it with her right hand. The Bijuu acted quickly, and used the falling body of her male team member to propel himself towards her.

She had the sword mostly unsheathed as he crashed into her, sending her into a tree. As he slid back slightly to get some distance, she struck. Swinging her sword in two wide sideways arcs, both of them hitting there target. The Bijuu's mask was sent flying, and a huge gash appeared in his cloak. He recoiled in shock at being hit, before coming back to his senses and striking back. He snapped his wrists and two of his daggers embedded themselves in her thighs, dropping her to her knees. Two more daggers appeared in his hands and he snapped his wrists again, this time they embedded themselves in her shoulders, making her drop her sword, then twist and fall on her back.

He walked over to her, and brought down his foot on her chest. "An aggressive little thing weren't you? Such a shame, I wanted to have a little fun with you first, but I guess I can't." He flicked his right wrist, and another dagger appeared in his hand. "I do congratulate you though, you were able to knock my mask off." He raised his arm slightly, and in the darkness under his hood, she saw two blood red eyes; it would be the last thing she ever saw. The Bijuu snapped his wrist, and the dagger embedded itself in her throat, killing her instantly.

He sighed, so much trouble. He walked over to where his mask was, and picked it up. He looked it over, scowling at the deep cut going diagonally across the mask. After he put it back on, he inspected his cloak, aside from the gash in the cloak, he was unharmed. His black armor stopped him from being hurt, though it too had a battle scar now. He looked up at the moon, hanging high in the sky, and continued back into the forest, never looking back at those he killed.


Sasuke walked through the broken and decaying Uchiha district to his home. It was almost midnight, and Sasuke was tired. Under his arm, was a piece of black clothing, though it was unidentifiable. He finally reached his home, the old Uchiha manor. He had decided to get over his fear of the place and live there some time ago. He walked through the front door, and down a few hallways until he reached a nondescript door at the edge of the complex. As he opened the door, old memories hit him; he hadn't been in his brothers room since he was a child.

He walked in and closed the door, taking in the room. It hadn't changed much, most of his brothers old things were still there. He walked over to the closet, and opened it, finding it mostly empty, with only a few of his brothers clothes left. He unfolded the black piece of clothing, revealing it to be an ANBU style cloak, with a large gash in the chest area. He starred at it, before throwing it into the closet, and closing the door. He turned around and walked out of the room, going back the way he came until he got to the main entrance of the house.

He walked around the manor until he got to the master bedroom. He opened the door and found Sakura already asleep, to which he smiled and walked over the empty side of the bed, and collapsed into it, too tired to take his clothes off. He fell asleep within seconds, the moon light pouring into the room...tomorrow was another day.


Well, that took a long time didn't it? Well, there ya go. I hope you enjoyed it, it took me a very long time to write it. And a long time to plan it. The real focus of this chapter was to make The Bijuu less of a thing and more of a person. I've also dropped a subtle clue to his identity for you readers, and a clue for the characters later on. I will be dropping clues for you every now and again, hell, I might not even know they are there. Fun ain't it? No idea how long the NEXT chapter will take, I have some planning to do. Until then, Read and Review, as reviews feed my poor bastard soul.

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