"How dare you even go near that abomination?" my father exclaimed as he paced back and forth in front of me and Sasuke, his eyes narrowed in anger. Itachi leaned against the wall to my right, Mother talking to Father in an attempt to calm him down.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Mother said.

"Okay? How can it be okay?" Father demanded. "My daughter has befriended that cursed monster!"

"Father," Itachi said, voicing nothing but that word. It seemed to send a message to Father, though, because he sighed.

"Our daughter should not go around that thing. It will only harm her," he said. His hands curled into fists as he stopped pacing, turning to look at us. "And neither should you, Sasuke."

My twin looked down, hating the fact he disappointed Father. "Yes, Father."

"Do you hear me, young lady?" Father asked, turning to me. "You are not to go anywhere near that monster again."

My hands curled into fists as well. I wasn't Sasuke. I didn't mind standing up to Father if I had to. "No, I don't hear you," I said. I got to my feet, unable to sit any longer. Not with the anger coursing through my veins right now. My eyes narrowed, unable to stop them. It was what my anger did to me. "You're calling Naruto a monster when he's not. He's just a boy nobody seems to care about."

Father glowered down at me. "Did you just say no?" he asked, a threatening tone in his voice, as if he was trying to tell me he'd punish me if I didn't back down. Wow. He really hated Naruto.

"You're as bad as Reinami! What has Naruto ever done to you?" I shook my head, not even giving him time to answer as I said, "Nothing, absolutely nothing!"

"That is enough, Sasaui," Father said in an attempt to end the argument. Too bad he'd already made my blood boil. I never gave up on an argument when I was mad.

"No it's not! I want to know what's so bad about me being friends with Naruto. Unless you tell me one good reason to, I'm not going to."

"I. Said. Enough," he said, grasping the material of his pants, as if he was afraid of doing something he'd regret. I saw his eyes flicker a crimson color, realizing a second later he'd accidentally activated his sharingan in anger.

I shook my head vigorously. "Why are you acting like such a big baby?" I demanded. I felt tears of rage start to fill my eyes. "I just want you to tell me why I can't. Both you and Reinami act like he's some sort of thing when the fact is he's a human boy."

Father shook his head. "This conversation is over. You will never talk to that thing again."

He didn't understand just how much that angered me. I shook with rage as he passed me, my fists so tightly clenched I thought I was about to break the skin. I'd never felt such strong rage. Then again, my father had never tried to control my life before. I don't know why it was like this. I just loved being free like a bird. Itachi realized what I was going to do before I did.

"Sasaui!" he shouted.

It was too late. I was already jumping at Father, who was getting ready to leave the room. Itachi's yell made Father turn toward us. His eyes widened, now black since he'd slightly calmed down, as my fist approached his face. I don't know where the power had come from, but the punch sent him stumbling back, tripping and falling into the grass when he got to the end of the wooden walkway.

I landed with a thud in the doorway, my breathing heavier than it had been a moment before. My eyes became as wide as Father's had been when I realized just what I did. The surprise was quickly replaced by fear when I saw the blazing anger in his eyes. I glanced between him and the direction of my room, taking off toward it before he had time to put his act of punishment into action.

It wasn't until I was finally to my room that he reacted, yelling, "Sasaui!" I threw the door open, slamming it shut behind me and locking it. I was still panicking, so I did the very first thing that came to my mind. I grabbed a backpack, stuffed some clothes into my backpack, and ran for my window. I yelped when I heard someone slam against my door. Father had finally reached my room.

"Open this door, Sasaui!" Father barked.

"Maybe later," I yelled to him, pushing as hard as I could against the window in an attempt to get it up. It wasn't until there was literally cracks in my door I realized the window was locked. With a groan of annoyance, I unlocked it and pushed it open. I winced in sympathy for my door when my father's fist broke through the wood. I glanced back, halfway out the window, to see my father reaching for the doorknob. "Sorry," I said, jumping out of my window and sprinting for the first place I could think of. Naruto's.

**Naruto**

Naruto blinked when he heard the knock at the door. He sat up, realizing a moment later he'd fallen asleep on the couch. "Only baby's nap," he muttered to himself as he got to his feet, walking toward the door. Naruto saw the last person he expected to see after that afternoon. "What's wrong, Sasaui?"

The Uchiha girl stood there, a backpack slung over her shoulder, tears streaming from her eyes. "Naruto," she murmured, reaching up to rub the tears away. "I'm sorry I came over so suddenly, but I wanted to get away from home."

Naruto glanced back at the mess known as his house. There were ramen cups everywhere. He couldn't exactly keep her out there, though. "Well, come on in." Naruto stepped out of the way, letting her walk in. "Sorry about the mess. I'm not used to having company," he explained. Naruto looked at Sasaui again, this time feeling relief he was sure showed on his face fill him. He'd feared he'd lost his only friend. She was the first person to actually care about him, but when her father seen him, he had freaked. What it Sasaui's father had forbid her to see him again. Then again, he was starting to wonder if he had since Sasaui had said she'd been trying to get away from her house. "What's going on, Sasaui?"

She didn't answer. Instead she started to clean. She began to pick up the ramen boxes, throwing them in the trash. He stared, open mouthed, as she even started to take a trash bag full of ramen boxes outside.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Naruto exclaimed, getting in front of her. "No. I know for a fact you didn't come over here to clean, and I want you to tell me what you are here for."

Sasaui sighed, sitting down in the couch she'd just cleared of ramen boxes. "Sorry. When I'm upset I try to find something to distract me," Sasaui explained. "I'm really sorry for just coming over here, but, well, my father and I sorta got into a fight. I….. I got really made when he said I couldn't be friends with you anymore for no reason and punched him in the face."

Naruto couldn't stop himself. He laughed. "You punched your father in the face? Wow, you're already acting like a kunochi and you haven't even started learning anything in the Academy," he said.

Sasaui's lip twitched up, but it seemed difficult for her to smile. "I don't think I've ever been that mad at my own family before," she remarked. Out of nowhere she started sobbing again. "I hit him, Naruto. I attacked my own father!"

Naruto's shoulders drooped. What did someone who had never had a family do when their friend was having family trouble? Naruto, trying to remember something from TV (if they don't have TVs in Narutoverse, they do now) that could help, he hesitantly put his arm around her shoulder and gave her a sort of hug. He felt his face redden, but it did seem to comfort her slightly. Sheesh, how could she not be embarrassed by this? Then again, she was used to social interaction and having friends. They may have done for her if she ever cried around them.

The knock made both the children jump.

"Now who?" Naruto grumbled, getting to his feet. Sasaui didn't even seem to notice. She remained on the couch, staring at the floor as she silently sobbed. Did hurting her family really hurt her that bad? He hesitated, remembering the fact she'd just gotten in a fight with her father. Could it be him out there, coming to get his daughter? Would she be punished because she was still hanging out with him?

"Open the door, dobe!" a familiar voice demanded.

His eyes narrowed, Naruto walked to the door and opened it. "I'm not a dobe, Sasuke!" he exclaimed, glaring at Sasaui's twin.

"Where's my sister," Sasuke asked, not even bothering to get into an argument. "Is she okay?"

Naruto glanced over his shoulder at her, hurting when he saw how fragile and hurt she was. "Not really. She's not hurt physically or anything, but she's hurting a lot emotionally."

"Well no dip, moron! That was her own family she hurt," Sasuke said, wiggling around Naruto and into the room. It was then he saw the backpack on Sasuke's shoulder. What as he planning on doing? "You both spending the night?"

"Oh, sorry," Sasaui murmured. Naruto turned to face her. She seemed to be in a type of haze, as if all she could think about right then was her pain and nothing else. "I meant to ask, but…."

"No need to apologize," Naruto said, looking away from her. He couldn't stand seeing his friend in that much pain. He glanced at Sasuke as he took the spot on the opposite side of where he sat, so he shut the door and took his seat again.

"How'd you get here, Sasuke?" Naruto, knowing Sasaui was wondering even if she wasn't going to voice it.

"I slipped away while my mom was still trying to calm Father down," he replied. "Father really snapped right then. I think the only time he didn't come after Sasaui is Itachi continues to remind him that anger makes us do things we'll regret."

"Father wouldn't hurt me," Sasaui murmured. "Yet I still hurt him."

"Don't talk like that!" Naruto exclaimed, surprised. She'd hurt her father, yes, but he'd provoked her. Parents weren't supposed to do that. Even he, an orphan, knew that. He watched the girl, Sasuke doing the same. He'd try to comfort her whenever tears would escape, but they'd mostly ceased. It was as if she'd just shut down completely. "Maybe you should go to bed," Naruto said, helping her to her feet. She acted like a robot, doing whatever he'd urge her to do. It wasn't until he led her to his room that she spoke.

"I can't sleep in your bed," she whispered. Once again Naruto wondered how badly it must hurt to know one had hurt their family, scaring them emotionally.

"Yes you are. I'll sleep on the couch," Naruto persisted. "Sasuke will sleep in there with you so you're not alone. Does that make you feel better?"

"I swear I'll kick your butt if I get dobe germs," Sasuke muttered, glaring at the bed as if it was invested with bedbugs.

"But-"

"No arguing, Sasaui," Naruto said. "If you don't sleep in my bed, I swear I'll sleep on the floor."

Sasaui gave him a sad look, but she numbly climbed into his bed. He began to walk out, Sasuke, to his surprise, following him. Sasuke stopped in the door way, refusing to meet his eyes. "Thanks, dobe. You may be an idiot most of the time, but you did everything you could to comfort my sister. She'll probably be better by tomorrow, but I'm not sure she would be if you hadn't been so kind to her."

Naruto smiled, then frowned. "Hey, I'm not an idi-"

The door slammed shut in his face. He sighed. He had his own bedroom door shut in his face.

**Sasaui**

I blinked as I woke up. I reached up, rubbing my eyes. I blinked as I looked at an unfamiliar room. It took me a moment to remember why. I was in Naruto's room, sleeping in his bed. Sasuke slept soundly beside me, oblivious to any other part of the world but his own dream land.

I sat up, thinking of the night before, remembering the pain filled haze I'd been in. It all seemed foggy, making it so I could barely remember what happened. I got out of the bed, looking down at my wrinkled clothes. After a moment, I located my backpack and slung it over my shoulder. I tiptoed out of the room, seeing if Naruto was awake. Like Sasuke, he was fast asleep. Since I didn't want to wake him up, I went to the bathroom and prayed he didn't mind if I took a bath.

When I was finished, I slipped on a pink shirt with the collar raising and circling my neck, black shorts, and blue ninja shoes. I walked into the living room again, smiling when I saw Naruto snoring, drool dripping out the side of his mouth. I glanced around, sighing as I got the full blow of the mess known as his house. I grabbed another trash bag, knowing Naruto would protest if he was awake, and started shoving the ramen boxes into the bag.

Doing this gave me time to think. I'd hurt my father. Out of pure rage, I'd hit Father. I winced my heart began to ache. I wondered how anyone could hurt the people they loved. I hated myself right now just because I hit him, a person I couldn't even hurt. What if I'd hit Sasuke? How tormented would I be then.

I sighed. Why did I feel so much pain over something so little? I shook my head. It was the past. I couldn't change it now, no matter if every ounce of my being wanted to. I wished I could take it back. I wanted to apologize, but I was too afraid to even think of going to see Father. I kept on remembering his anger filled gaze when he'd looked at me.

"Sasaui," a voice mumbled.

I dropped the bag, a scream ripping its way out of my throat as I swirled around. I sighed in relief when I saw it was only Sasuke. "Don't do that, Sasuke."

My twin rubbed his eyes, his mouth forming an O as he yawned. He rubbed his eyes, glaring when he saw what I was doing. "Why are you cleaning up his mess?" Sasuke asked.

I looked at the already half full bag. "It helps distract me. If I'm not distracted, I keep on remembering yesterday."

Sasuke sighed before walking over to me. He put his hands on my shoulders, his onyx eyes meet my two different colored eyes. "Listen to me, Sasaui," he said, sounding way more mature than his age should be. "You didn't do what you did yesterday out of rage like I know you think."

"Oh yeah?" I said, jerking out of his grip. "Then what, Sasuke, since apparently you know what's in my heart so much."

"I do," Sasuke replied. "At least I know it better than you if you don't realize why you hit Father." His eyes pleaded with me not to turn away. What I wanted to know was how he knew I wanted to. I mean, sure, I knew we were connected from living seven years together, knowing each other like the back of our hand (or hands, whichever it is), but I still didn't know how he knew.

"Whatever you're going to say is probably bull, so just don't say it. All I know is that my temper gets out of control too easily. Too bad I can't control it as well as you."

Sasuke shook his head. "No, you can control your anger. What you can't control is how much you care about your friends," Sasuke said. "This just proves you care about Naruto ten times more than I did. I was too afraid of disappointed Father to disobey him and hang out with Naruto. Yet you didn't. You protected him even though we've only known him for two days. You didn't lose control of your anger. You just protected Naruto by kicking the crap out of a jerk who was continuously insulting him."

"He's right, you know."

Both Sasuke and I yelped at the familiar voice, swirling around to see the oldest of the Uchiha children standing behind us. Naruto stood beside of him, looking at Itachi as if he was his hero. Which Naruto probably considered Itachi.

"What are you doing here, Itachi?" I asked, beginning to panic. Was he here to take us home? There was no way I was ready to face Father's wrath.

"I'm only here to make sure you're not still beating yourself up. Apparently Sasuke's already done that job for me, though," Itachi said, smiling toward Sasuke. "Don't do that too often or I'll be out of a job as her favorite brother."

"No way!" Sasuke shouted. "I'm here favorite brother."

Naruto laughed as Itachi stated his argument, remind of the hundreds of times he'd comforted me, silencing Sasuke for a moment before he grumbled about Itachi being the thing he'd get whipped if Mother had heard.

"You do have to come home after school, though," Itachi said, looking at me as he suddenly stated the thing I'd been fearing.

"But-"

"Don't worry, Sasaui," Itachi said. "Both Mother and I have been working on Father. By the end of the school day, he'll come around." He turned, ruffling Naruto's already messy hair as he passed. "Keep my sister and brother out of trouble, okay?"

Naruto beamed at him. "You got it!"

**Afternoon**

The school day came and went too quickly. Iruka was dismissing us from class after what felt like a minute after it started. I jumped at every loud noise, which meant I jumped a lot since I was in a hallway with a bunch of excited kids.

"Don't worry, Sasaui," Naruto said, though he seemed just as worried as I acted. "I'm sure your mother and Itachi convinced your father to see I'm not such a bad kid. If not…." He got a devilish grin. "Well, let's just say he'll find out the worst thing about me is my pranks."

"You moron! If you do that, he'll hate you even more," Sasuke stated. "But he is right about you not having to be so worried, Sasaui." Even though he said this, he seemed to be uneasy when I left the doors of the Academy.

"Should I run now or wait?" Naruto whispered to me, pointing at the gate of the school. As soon as I saw what he was pointing at, I came to a stop. Leaning against the gate was Father, his arms crossed. Itachi stood beside of him, his face a calm mask.

"Wait," Sasuke said, grabbing Naruto and me by the arm and dragging each of us over to the gate. His grip was tight, making me wonder if he was as nervous as me.

"Sasaui. Sasuke," Father said when we reached him, completely ignoring Naruto.

"Father," Sasuke and I said in unison.

A strange silence filled the air as Father's gaze swept over us, pausing to rest on Naruto at last. The unfathomable anger flared in his eyes for a second, but then he reined it in, hiding it despite the fact I could sense it was still there. "After a lot of talking," Father said at last, "your mother, Itachi, and I have come to a conclusion." He glared down at the ground, nudging a rock with the tip of his ninja sandals.

When Father was silent, Itachi prompted him on by saying, "Father."

He sighed. "We decided that you could play with the mon- I mean, boy, as long as it's at our house and someone is home. Also at school. You'll be permitted to play at the park together if Itachi's there-"

"To baby sit us," I finished, though I doubted those were my father's choice of words.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he nodded.

I glanced at Sasuke, who was looking at me, and then we both glanced at Naruto. "Yeah!" I shouted, running up and hugging him out of sheer happiness. Then I backed away, laughing at my father's appalled expression. "Oh, right, I shouldn't do that. I'll get bit, right?" I joshed.

Itachi rolled his eyes, Father looked slightly annoyed, Sasuke chuckled, and Naruto gave me an absolutely confused look.

**One Week Later**

"Where is he?" I wondered out loud, tapping my hands against the table. Sasuke sat to my right, but the one to my left, the one Naruto was supposed to be occupying, was empty. "I mean, I know he probably got in trouble, but Iruka's never made him stand outside this long."

"I'm sure he can come in now. He probably snuck off, though," Sasuke said.

I still continued to wonder, though. My mind eventually found its way to the events that occurred outside during recess.

"Ouch!" I shouted as baldy's son pushed me to the ground. "What was that for?"

"That's because I didn't get to when you said my dad was not a real ninja," the boy said, his gang of friends snickering behind him. "What'cha going to do about it, Uchiha? Going to call for your pet monster to come save you? Or is it going to be your dad again?" He tapped his chin as I got to my feet. "Go ahead, Uchiha, hit me. One shot and I won't even hit back."

"That's because you've already pushed me to the ground!" I exclaimed.

The boy smirked. "A real ninja wouldn't have fallen to the ground so easily," he remarked.

"Well, guess what. I'm not a real ninja yet, turd monkey!" Yes, I called him a turd monkey. The boy's face reddened with rage while his friends laughed behind him.

"Take it back, you dumb girl!" This time he didn't shoved me. He brought his foot up and kicked me in the chest. I hit the ground again. I was actually tempted to take up his offer and hit him in the face, but I knew I couldn't. I wasn't going to hurt him out for nothing more than to release my anger.

"Okay, Taro, that's enough," one of the boys said, stepping forward. "You've already pushed her once al-" He stopped when the boy, Taro, glared at him.

"It'll be enough when I say it's been enough!" he barked.

"No, it's enough when I say it is!" a voice shouted, a familiar boy shoot forward. His fist connected with the very spot Taro had tempted me to hit. "Leave Sasaui alone, you stupid turd monkey." Taro's friends cracked up again at the name.

"You freaking mother-"

"Don't say the word," I broke in before he could cuss.

He shot me a venomous glare. "So, you decided to call for your pet monster then, huh?" Taro asked, turning his dagger-like gaze to Naruto. "It's not like you can hurt me. That was just a lucky hit after all." Taro got to his feet and reacted instantly. He slammed his fist into Naruto's temple, disorientating him for a moment. It was only that moment that allowed Taro to shift his weight to his left foot, bring his right leg up, and send Naruto flying into a tree with a kick to the side.

"My not-a-real-ninja father taught me how to add chakra to my attacks," Taro explained, looking at me again. He rushed forward, jumped up. "He also taught me to take down any idiots who think they can be ninja so they don't ruin this world, and you won't want to be when you feel my power. Not if you want to take on stronger people. So, adios!" His knee collided with my chest, but he didn't jump back. Instead he went with me as I fell to the ground, the impact hurting ten times more than my previous meetings with the Earth's surface.

A scream pierced my lips, shattering the previously calm, quiet air. I glanced over through my tear hazed eyes to see kids finally noticing us. Iruka ran over, Sasuke close behind him.

"Taro!" Iruka shouted a moment before I heard another voice, this one more murderous than I'd ever heard, yell, "You'll regret ever laying a finger on her!" Naruto was suddenly above me, his leg pulled back. It shot forward, colliding with Taro's face. There was a sickening crack before Taro flew back. Naruto landed in a crouch behind me, his red eyes narrowed. Wait. What? I blinked, confused when I saw his normal blue eyes. Why had I thought I'd seen red.

Naruto suddenly fell to his knees, groaning in pain as he buried his face in his hands.

Iruka stopped, his face ashen, while Sasuke hurried over to me. He helped me to my feet, questioning me. But whatever he asked went one ear and out the other. I could simply watch as Iruka jerked Naruto to his feet, moving with a type of urgency as he plucked Taro off the ground, placing him on his shoulder. Iruka barked at us to get inside, asking Mizuki, another Chunin, to watch over us. I was still watching Iruka's retreating figure, Naruto's face in one of his hands, as we walked into the Academy.

It wasn't until an hour later Iruka had returned, looking as gray as before. He'd continued instructions as if nothing had happened, teaching us about the very thing Taro had demonstrated- adding chakra to attacks.

I wasn't even paying attention as the lessen dragged on. Itachi had taught me how to do this already, even if I hadn't kindly displayed that for Taro, so I didn't have to pay attention. I had a feeling most kids' parents already had taught them this.

"Class dismissed," Iruka mumbled as he finished, still looking as bad as before. Sasuke got up, so I followed him robotically. I didn't feel like I could really focus on anything. Until I saw Father leaning against the gate again, just like he had been a week ago.

"Ah, Sasaui, just the daughter I was looking for," Father said, pushing off of the wall.

"What do you need?" I asked, not meaning to be mean, but probably sounding like it.

"There's so papers I needed to do, and I was wondering if you could help me out," Father explained. "I would have asked Sasuke, but I'm sure he wants to go home and hang out with Itachi."

Sasuke and I shared a glance before I followed Father while Sasuke headed home. I glanced around for Naruto, wondering if I'd see him pranking someone as we headed toward the Hokage's building.

I tensed as we walked through the doors. My heart pounded against my chest as a sudden sensation filled me. I felt….. murderous. That was the only way I could explain the feeling. It felt like I was ready to kill something. Or someone. I don't know what came over me. I just suddenly started running, searching for whatever it was who caused this emotion building inside of me.

"Sasaui!" Father called behind me.

I slowed as I sensed a chakra. It was that chakra that knocked the murderous feeling out of me. It was Naruto's chakra. That was all it took. The disastrous, monstrous chakra on the other side of the door blew over me as I charged into the door, eager to see my friend.

I regretted it the moment I stepped through the door. The scene in front of me took a moment to process it was so bizarre to me. There was exclamations of surprise as I charged in, Father right behind me. The Hokage was in the room, along with two anbus. One was a man with spiky brown hair, a cat mask, and an Anbu outfit. The other one shocked me. Itachi, looking at me with a bewildered gaze.

What was most shocking, though, was the very boy I'd befriended not too long ago. He was chained to the floor by what looked like, well, wood. I didn't know how it was possible, but he was. His eyes were closed, but I could see a couple differences in him. His hair seemed slightly more spiked and his whisker-like marks seemed more pronounced than before.

"Naruto!" I screamed, fear that he might be dead filling me.

That fear was proven wrong when his eyes flew open. My stomach churned when his eyes met mine. They weren't there happy, light filled baby blue eyes that I was accustomed to. Instead they were a hate filled crimson, his pupil mere slits like a cat's eyes.

"What are you doing here, Fugaku?" the Hokage demanded, anger clear in his eyes.

"Guardian," Naruto hissed. His voice didn't sound like his own. In fact, it sounded like a growl, only it formed words.

"Father, get her out of here!" Itachi shouted. Their eyes met, and an understanding seemed to pass between them.

"What's wrong with Naruto?" I asked, yanking against Father's grip as he pulled me from the room.

Naruto roared, a red aura flying from him. "Yamato!" I heard the Hokage yell as the wood cracked before breaking and flying away. Naruto got to his feet, the unnamed Anbu cursing as he started a series of hand signs.

"Naruto," I whispered as he jumped to his feet, looking at me with pure loathing. "Naruto!" I was sure my pain rung as loud and clear to everyone else as it did to me.

Naruto suddenly tensed, and then began to sway. "Sasaui," he murmured, his eyes turning back to blue when he blinked.

Being the stupid person I was, I ran toward him in joy. I jerked forward so suddenly that my father lost his grip, allowing me to run forward. I skidded to a stop as my stomach twisted, the feeling from before returning.

Kill. The word was a whisper in the wind, going into my head and circling my brain. Kill it. My stomach clenched, the same murderous feeling as before returning. I tensed, my hand, now out of my control, reaching back toward my kunai pouch.

It never reached it. The next moment Naruto was growling again. He lunged forward, his arms reaching out and slamming into my shoulders. He slammed me against the ground, all of this from the time he broke free taking place in twenty, thirty seconds top. The wood shot from the ground behind us, but it didn't move fast enough. Naruto was suddenly slamming his fists against my face, but they didn't hurt nearly as much as the fact it was Naruto hitting me.

Naruto, my best friend.

Naruto, a person I'd bonded with.

Naruto, the person just a moment ago I'd wanted to kill.

Naruto, the person who may just kill me.

Naruto, the person I'd suddenly lost, a monster taking his place.

**Hokage**

Naruto slammed into the ground as the wood seized his body and pulled him off the young Uchiha girl. "Dang it, Fugaku!" he exclaimed. "I told you not to come in today."

Fugaku was pale as he looked at the elderly man. "I didn't mean to….. I never would have…."

Itachi ran forward, but the Hokage didn't pay attention to the moment. Instead he looked at Yamato as he restrained the boy.

"No!" Itachi shouted. "Hokage-sama, she's losing blood fast. I don't know if…." Tears were pouring from Itachi's eyes. Then he turned to Naruto. "What's going on with him anyway, Lord Hokage? I know the Kyuubi has taken control, but how?"

"The boy was enraged when a boy attacked your sister. He fought back. His rage was so great a bit of the Kyuubi's energy leaked into him. It's too much for his body to take. He's gone berserk."

Itachi's eyes widened. The Hokage could almost see the gears turning in his head as he looked from his sister to Naruto. He sighed, looking down at Sasaui's broken form as he said, "I think I know a way to save her."