When he got back, Naruto found Sasha in the same position he left him. Back turned to the stump and fiddling with something on a very large dashboard next to something that looked suspiciously like a telescope.

He approached the machine curiously, tapping its side.

"Stop that." The German muttered, finally turning to him. "That's very delicate equipment." Naruto shot him a disbelieving look. "Did you get the permit?"

"Yeah." He handed the small green piece of paper to the man. "Can I learn to shoot stuff now?"

"Children." Sasha shook his head. "Always so destructive. " He took a small door from his pocket and put it on his forehead. "Are you ready?"

"Why do you have a door on your head?"

"It's called a Psycho-Portal. You use it to enter the target's mind."

"I really hope you're not talking about mine here."

"No. The Portal has a built in lock in accordance to the Minor Protection law."

"Aha." Naruto scratched the back of his head. "That' a good thing, we don't want to die."

"Die?"

"My head's a pretty dangerous place."

"If you say so." The man shrugged, opening the door.

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With a large white whoosh of light the two appeared inside an empty void, standing on a black and white surface.

"Welcome to my mind." Sasha commented, floating next to Naruto.

"Why is it so… empty?"

"It's contained." The German Psychonaut stressed. "Not empty."

"Whatever you say man." Naruto shrugged. "So how do I do this thing?"

"You have to focus all of your anger and aggression into a single point. Then you will it to fly out in a concentrated beam of energy. Here, watch." A lamp jumped out of an opening in the ground. A very, very tacky lamp. "Ugh. Such a horror."

"You're serious?"

"Begone foul thing." He put two fingers to his temple and a red beam fired from it, shattering the poor lamp. "See? Easy."

"Are the fingers really necessary?"

"Not quite, but they do help the focus. Your turn." Another lamp popped up. "Focus, Naruto. And make it go away. Quickly, please."

Naruto frowned at the lamp, focusing on the aggression he kept locked away until now. He could hear the faint whispers in the back of his mind that always accompanied such negative thoughts, but ignored them. He focused all the red-hot rage to a point behind his eyes and fired off. Twin beams of red energy shot from his eyes, shattering the lamp completely.

"Huh." Naruto blinked, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "That was strange."

"Hm..."

"Something wrong?"

"Oh, no. It's just rare to see someone focus the beam through the eyes. I'm curious, could you still see?"

"Yeah, everything was just bathed in red. More lamps?"

"No." A black hole opened in the white space above the floor and a small humanoid figure dressed in a blue suit, with large glasses on its head and carrying a large rubber stamp, appeared. It garbled around for a bit, muttering something Naruto couldn't quite grasp, before it charged at him.

He fired off another shot, sending the thing back and on its ass, but a moment later it jumped back to its feet and charged again. Another shot took care of it. It exploded, and a couple of red exclamation marks started jumping around, followed by a light blue cross.

"A censor." Sasha commented, taking a drag from his cigarette. "They roam around your consciousness, stamping out errant thoughts, self-destructive ideas, the like."

"Then why are they attacking me?"

"This is my mind. In their eyes you do not belong."

"But you invited me."

"It makes no difference to them. Oh, you should probably pick that up." He motioned to the red punctuation mark. "They will help restore your ammunition. And the blue ones will heal you."

"Heal me? Heal of what? I don't feel any different."

"Yes, it's easy to miss, but the strength of your projection into your target's subconsciousness is only about five layers deep. Each layer can take only a few hits, and when all layers are eradicated, you will be forced out."

"Oh. Only five?"

"Don't worry, they will improve with practice. And speaking of practice." Another censor dropped from the hole and a gauge appeared next to it. "You have to blast one thousand of those before I give you a pass in this class. Have fun." The man disappeared, and a small zero appeared floating in midair. Naruto raised an eyebrow and shot the censor twice, the number flipping to a one. About a minute later another censor appeared.

"Yeah, screw this." Naruto looked at the gage. It had seven categories, marked with numbers from one to skull, and colors from light green to dark red. Drawing the (to him) completely logical conclusion, Naruto fired off seven shots at the thing, sending it straight to overdrive.

The hole in space started smoking and churning, and a dozen small censors pushed through it at the same time, blocking it completely. Naruto just watched quietly as they struggled, and the churning turned to bubbling, before an extremely large foot broke through the other censors, impacting the ground in front of Naruto and sending shock waves all around it.

Naruto jumped back, staring at the giant abomination his teacher's consciousness produced.

"Somehow." He muttered to himself. "I doubt all this bottling in is healthy." The abomination, which on closer (if unwanted) examination appeared to be another censor, lifted its large stamp in the air.

"Naruto." Sasha's head, followed by the rest of his body, appeared from another hole. "What did you do?"

"Me? This is your head, man."

"You put the switch into overdrive. Why would you do that? Now you have to deal with this one while I see to some relief ports."

"Relief ports?"

"Yes. You see…" But whatever the German Psychonaut was about to tell him was muted under the heavy sound of the giant rubber stamp crashing on top of him.

"Dammit." Naruto swore, jumping back. "Today is so not my day."