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Stranger Than Fiction

Chapter Six: Continuance

This story begins like many stories before it with the giving and taking of life. An innocent enters the world, a great man and a being of horrendous power departs it. As a result the futures of countless individuals are secured.

All in exchange for the futures of those three beings - a hero, his foe, and a pawn… two were lucky enough to leave this world their legacies secured for better or worse. The third however would not be so lucky; he entered it his fate already decided.

The third, an innocent, a pawn, was me and it wouldn't be until the twelfth year of my existence that I would learn of my connection to the other two. But, I'm getting ahead of myself. There's much to tell, so I guess I should start from the beginning... It'll help make what's to come easier to understand or maybe it won't. Either way… what I'm about to say, you need to hear and accept as fact…

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After reading those words Neji Hyuuga looks to his teammates to see what their reactions would be. He was only three paragraphs into this book and he already had a feeling that he would not like where it's taking him.

He sees in his teammate's eyes a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. He can only assume that they remember the Hokage's words as clearly as he does – Let's just say… it connects… concerns you all in an intimate fashion.

After the little he's read, he's uncertain if he wants to know what that connection is, but never let it be said that he is one to fear the unknown. Opening the book, he continues to read, his curiosity driving him on to confront whatever awaits within.

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Why was this happening to me? What had I done to deserve this? Why were they chasing me? What did they want? Why do they hate me?

Running, hiding, and hoping… hoping that they don't find me and that if they do that it won't hurt too much; as I am able to tell despite my youth that if they get their hands on me there won't be any apologizing only punishment.

I look around a corner to see that the street is clear. Stepping out, I start running home to the orphanage when I see them and they see me. I turn around, running in the opposite direction as I hear someone shout, "He's over there… quickly before the demon get's away!"

I look back at where the voice came from for any sign of this demon. And, in that moment, as I'm hit in the head by a rock, thrown by one of the men chasing me, I come to a horrific realization… I am the demon they're talking about.

I'm five years old and this is my earliest memory. It's one of pain and heartache but also one of hope.

This wasn't the first time this had happened, no, the first time being the year before on my fourth birthday. I had bumped into an elderly couple while checking out the festival that is held every year on that day in remembrance of our village's greatest hero. I had always thought it to be a coincidence, my birthday and the festival falling on the same day. I would eventually learn, years later, that there's no such thing.

I had snuck out of the orphanage after being left behind, as everyone else had left to enjoy the festivities. I was told that it was no place for someone like me and that it was for my own good. I would come to agree with that last part.

I don't exactly remember what happened, so I can't claim it to be my earliest memory. It's more of a sensation, a searing one at that, with which I recall these events. Exactly what happened between me sneaking out, bumping into the old couple, and being found by Old Man Soul is a complete and utter haze.

But, what I do remember, what will never leave me, is the sensation… the taste of my own blood and tears, before being jolted by an unbearable pain in my abdomen.

That is all I remember, as the rest was told to me by Old Man Soul. The old couple, the beating, him finding me near death, it was all told to me years later. Even he didn't know what was true, as it was all based on the reports of the few witnesses who were willing to come forth and speak.

But, what he did know to be true was that when he found me I had obviously been beaten and left for dead. Yet, somehow I had survived and made a complete recover in a manner of days. It was something he said that would haunt him till the day he died. Not the state I was found in or how quickly I recovered… No, what would haunt one of the bravest men who ever lived was the look in my eyes when he found me, the look of someone who was hollow, who was broken.

So, with me unaware of these events there I was walking through the festival yet again. Only this time I did nothing to trigger them, they had simply been waiting for me and when they saw me it was made perfectly clear what was to come, so I did the only thing I could; I ran as fast as my legs could take me.

Bleeding thanks to the rock that hit me above my left eye, I made my way down some alleys and emerged on the next major path. I quickly started looking for a place to hide. A house or shop to duck into but everything was closed as everyone was in the center of the village enjoying the festival.

Luckily, I found a door that was unlocked and quickly ducked inside. Looking around, I'm sure my face must have paled as I found myself surrounded by all sorts of weapons.

Swords, knives, clubs, staves, axes, kunai, shuriken, and many other deadly instruments of all sorts of sizes and styles stood before me. Walking up to one of the sword racks resting along the wall at the rear of the store, I was about to touch this particular blade, sitting atop the rack, that caught my eye when a voice rang out.

"I wouldn't touch that if I was you… they say it's cursed."

I turned around to find a girl with her hair up in two buns looking down at me from the stairs behind the counter. She smiles with her eyes full of curiosity and mischief.

"Cursed…?"

"Yeah, they say that if anyone but its master touches it they will die…"

"Die…?

"Yep, wanna know how I know this?"

I nod slowly as she had me hanging from her every word. Her smile brightened as she slowly made her way towards me.

"I know this because…"

She paused now standing next to me; I realized that she's taller than me and probably older too by no more than a year, I guessed.

"I did this once and…"

She reached out and touched the swords hilt before suddenly dropping to the floor. I stared down at her still frame shocked by what had happened. I knelt down to check on her when I heard a sound from outside the shop. Suddenly, I remembered why I had ducked in there in the first place.

Grabbing the girl's body by the shoulders, I pulled her, as hard as I could towards the counter. This caused her to suddenly jump up, scaring us both, but I still managed to get us behind the counter.

The door opened as a man and women step into the shop. I could hear them looking around when the women called out for anyone around. The girl next to me suddenly jumped to her feet and announced her presence.

The two adults asked her if she's seen a small boy with orangey-red hair and blood-red eyes with crimson tear-like birthmarks on his cheeks. She glanced down at me threw the corner of her eye and saw me begging her to say no. She quickly replies that she has not and asks who this boy is and why are they looking for him.

They quickly state that they're helping his parents look for him. She looks at them clearly not believing a word they're saying, but she smiles and nods nonetheless.

Making a quick exit, the girl follows them to the door and locks it once they're gone. Turning around she looks at me warily, for a moment, before she notices something that makes her scream.

"Hey, you're bleeding…!"

I nod as she quickly runs over and grabs my hand leading me up the stairs to the second floor of the building. The upstairs area turns out to be a two story apartment with living area, kitchen, and bathroom on one floor and bedrooms on the other.

She pulls me into the bathroom and proceeds to clean and dress my wounds. She asks me if those people did this to me, I simply nod causing an angry look to grace her features.

"Why would they do this?"

Her question was the same one repeating it's self over and over again in my head. Why would they do this to me and even more puzzling… why was this girl helping me… and wasn't she dead?

My wounds taken care of she lead me into the living area and tells me to sit down on the couch. She sits next to me causing me to scoot away from her, which doesn't go unnoticed. Scooting closer to me, she notices that I keep moving away.

Finally, we reach the end of the couch causing me to fall off. Looking at me sprawled out on the floor the girl giggles, as she asks me what's wrong.

"Um… are you a ghost?"

My question causes her to freeze mid-laugh, as she looks me over before breaking out into even harder laughter. Walking towards me, she kneels down in front of me and smiles before flicking me in the forehead.

"Owww…?"

"Could a ghost do that… or clean your wounds?"

Her words make sense causing me to blush in my embarrassment at being more that a little dim. She smiles gently as she offers me a hand. Standing again, I get a good look at the girl as I try to burn her image into my subconscious.

This encounter would come to hold a special place in my heart even if I would eventually forget about it only to remember it years later.

"Did those people really hurt you?"

"Yeah…"

"Why…?"

I simply shrug my shoulders, as I honestly have no idea why they attacked me. She smiles sadly, saying, "I'll tell my mom and dad they'll…"

I cut her off shouting, "No, you can't" and she looks at me worriedly as I lower my head. Putting a hand on my shoulder, I look up to see her smiling again as she goes to say something when we hear someone downstairs.

Panic fills my eyes and I know she sees it. Grabbing my hand, she pulls me up the second flight of stairs to where the bedrooms are and shoves me into her room. Closing the door behind me, she whispers, "Stay here, it's my parents, I'll be right back."

I can barely hear her conversing with her mother, than I hear a male voice join the conversation. They speak of the festival and their plans to attend. The girl shouts happily before saying that she left something in her room.

Entering the room, she finds me standing in the middle of it, afraid to touch anything. Smiling, she tells me that I can hide in here till she gets back. Then, she'll help me get home without letting her parents know, since it seems I want to avoid getting any adults involved.

I smiled and thanked her as she exited the room. I watched from her window as she and her parents headed for the festival. I would leave the moment they where out of sight. I didn't want to trouble her or her parents, so I left her a quick note on her night table and took my leave.

I wouldn't see this girl again for several years and even then I wouldn't recognize her at first. Not surprisingly, she didn't recognize me either but that was all right. I was just glad to see that she was still the caring, fun-loving girl I encountered all those years ago.

I keep promising myself that one day, I'll thank her for saving me. But, I can never gather the courage… I can never figure out how to tell someone named Heaven that they were the first person to ever give you a notion, a glimpse, of such a place. That threw their kindness they blessed you with a slight reprieve from the hell that is your everyday existence.

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A gasp escapes Tenten that captures her teammate's attention, they watch as a myriad of expressions play across her features. Shock, concern, confusion, joy… so many emotions flashes as that last one remains with a bright smile on her lips as her mirthful laugh fills the air.

"That idiot… so sweet…"

Tenten is so lost in her thoughts that she doesn't notice as Neji makes his way over to where she sits. Her laugh fills the air of the training field they're sitting in until she notices him standing before her.

"What's up, Neji?"

"That would be my question?" Neji replies.

Tenten laughs again as she hands Neji the book, pointing to a specific page. She watches as he reads, finding his reactions amusing. Neji being stoic as ever, shows only the briefest flash of emotion in his eyes that anyone but her or Lee would've easily missed.

Reaching the end of the page he looks down at Tenten expectantly, causing her to smile, as she reaches for the book. He hands it to her, watching as she holds it open before him and points to a name.

"That's me… I'm Heaven."

Now, Neji isn't one to show unnecessary emotion even to those he's closes to, but this was one moment were he couldn't help it. Looking at the honest smile on Tenten's face, he simply replies, "Huh…?"

The confused look on his face, one of utter bafflement, causes Tenten to laugh as he plops down next to her, that look still plastered to his face. This causes Lee to rush over upon the sight of his eternal rival's current state, loudly proclaiming, "Tenten, what have you done to leave Neji in such a state…?"

Tenten smiles and hands Lee the book giggling. Lee frowns confused as he eyes the book and page she pointing to.

"What's so funny, Tenten… it can't be the book, as all I've read to this point is much too sad to be amusing."

"Yes, but read this page to the bottom and I'll explain."

Lee does as he's told and just as Neji did, before him, he looks to her for an explanation. She says it quick and clearly leaving a baffled Lee in her wake, he plops down next to Neji a similar look on his face. They sit there trying to understand how what she said can be possible, and as if on cue they both turn to her, focused with eyes full of understanding, saying together, "Then that means…"

"That means I know who 9-T is!"

They look at her expectantly, but she says nothing. Seeing how their looks turn to ones of frustration, she smiles saying, "I'm not telling…"

"WHAT… WHY?" Lee shouts, causing both of his teammates to cringe from the loudness of his voice.

"I now understand what Tsunade-sama was getting at… we're to figure that out ourselves."

Neji and Lee both nod in understanding, as Tenten giggles again.

"But, I will tell you one thing… I'll tell you what was written in that note."

"Which was…?" Neji asks his mind already working on figuring out the identity of their mystery writer.

"To Bunbun-chan… Thank you for saving me. I hope to meet you again. Your Friend."

"Bunbun… Chan…?" Neji asks with an incredulous tone.

Tenten blushes at the nickname, as Lee jumps to his feet beaming with a smile brighter than the sun itself.

"Oh… What a youthful name! Tenten... I will for now on call you by the youthful name of Bunbun-chan!"

"No you won't, Lee!"

"Ah… but, Bunbun-chan…?"

"No, Lee, only…" Tenten pauses suddenly.

"Only what…?" Neji asks catching her near slip.

"Only he may call me that." she sternly replies crossing her arms across her chest for added effect.

"He… well, that helps narrow the possibilities." states Neji with a smirk.

"Trust me Neji; it won't be that hard for you guys to figure out who HE is." Tenten replies with a smirk of her own.

Yet, little does she know that similar scenes are beginning to play out all across the village as, one by one, everyone who was summoned before Tsunade are coming across a part of the book that references them. All are left unbelieving yet they know it to be true – Naruto Uzumaki is 9-T.

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It was my fourth month of training when events came together to alter the daily grind of training, study, and sleep. I arrived at the secret entrance to find Blue waiting for me, she quickly informed me that Sensei along with Hime and Chibi-Hime would be away for the next three days, so that after today I would have to train on my own away from the estate.

I was saddened to say the least, but I put those feelings aside and quickly got to training. By sunset, I had gone through my routines twice over and was thoroughly bored. So I quickly made my way off the estate grounds and out into the streets surrounding it.

I was smack in the middle of the Clan District, like with all walks of life there are the haves and the have-nots, the Upper and the Lower Classes and in the world of the Shinobi these where the haves to my have-not.

Walking through the district I was surprised by just how many clans there were, as the size of the various estates was awe inspiring. I was nearing the exit to the district when I noticed a road that looked different then all the others. It lead into what looked to be a separate district but when I looked up at the sign standing over the street it was clear that it was actually the grounds of yet another clan. Yet, unlike the others, there was no huge gate or foreboding structure, even stranger, it was barren life-less when compared to all the others and I couldn't help but wonder how I had never noticed it before.

My curiosity peaked. I was about to enter when I noticed that an elderly man was glaring my way; he was obviously from one of the clans as the way he held himself screamed 'I'm better than you.' Watching him go by, as his distaste at my presence thoroughly crushed my curiosity and enthusiasm; I turned to head on my way leaving the odd district behind when an explosion rang out from somewhere within.

Quickly, I made my way in running towards the location of the explosion. Following the small pillar of smoke that rose into the air I hopped up onto the roof of a house. Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, I arrived at the source to find someone that would play a part in my life larger than I could ever fathom.

"Hey, are you all right?"

Jumping down into the yard, I surveyed the scene to find a raven-haired boy probably the same age as me lying a few feet away from a blown to shreds training post. The post was still simmering, as I knelt down to check on his vitals.

I quickly realized that he's simply unconscious from training too hard, most likely due to chakra exhaustion. I called for help but no one answered, making me notice what had been nagging at my mind ever since I entered the area - I had not seen another living soul besides this boy.

Knowing that it was up to me, I picked the kid up and took him inside, what I figured was his house. Heading up to the second floor, I took him into the only room that looked lived in as the others were locked or covered in a thick layer of dust. Laying him upon his bed, I quickly tucked him in and took my leave.

The next day, I returned at the same time to find him training again, I sat atop the roof of the house next door and watched him. He was punching and kicking another post till he stopped mid-swing to turn and launch a kunai at me. Leaping down into the yard, I laughed uneasily as he sized me up.

"I see you're doing better…"

"You're the one who…"

"Yeah, I was walking by when I heard an explosion. You where out from chakra exhaustion so I took you inside… sorry for intruding."

He look at me surprised, a smirk spread across his lips, as he returned to punching the post mumbling, "No harm done."

I laughed, taking that as his way of thanking me. Taking a seat, under a tree I watched him train. I could tell he was strong and skilled for our age. Watching him, I wondered if this is what it was like for Blue and Chibi-Hime when they watched me training. Before I knew it, the sun was almost completely gone from sight when he came to a halt and started to gather his things. Looking over to me he smiled slightly and nodded, I returned the gesture with a wave and a smile before hopping up onto the neighboring roof, before heading on my way.

That day was the beginning of a new part of my routine. From then on I would end my day of training with Sensei by stopping over at the raven-haired boy's house to watch him train for an hour or so before heading on my way. If you had asked me then why I was doing it I probably would have just shrugged my shoulders, but now I can say with utter certainty why I did it.

We never exchanged names and we never spoke, as the closest thing to a conversation was me shouting 'cool' at seeing some of his fire-based jutsus or him uttering a muted 'thanks' whenever I handed him his water bottle. Normally, we'd simply sit there in silence in-between his routines just enjoying the others company.

And, it's in that statement that you find the answer as to why I continued to visit him. In him I saw myself, because while he'd never admit it, I could tell he was glad for the company. As, is anybody who's known true loneliness like the two of us did.

Time passed, it had been a little over three months since I started visiting him, and we continued on as we always did. Until one day, during the seventh month of my training, arriving as I always did by the neighboring rooftop, I was surprised to find the yard empty, no sign of him at all. Leaping down into the yard, I heard a sound coming from somewhere inside the house. Entering I made way towards the sound, arriving in front of the entrance to the master bedroom, I looked through the slightly parted doors to see a sight that has stayed with me till this very day.

The room smelled of blood and death and at its center was a chalk outline of two bodies with the dried remains of spilt blood. There before it was the raven-haired boy on his knees hunched over sobbing his heart out…

"Mom…? Father…?"

I watched him, my heart pouring out to him, but I did not enter. I did not make my presence known; I simply sat outside against the wall and listened to him cry. I figured he'd probably like to be alone, yet I could not leave him… after all the times I had been in his place and wished that there was someone there alongside me.

I sat there till he had cried himself to sleep. Then, as I had done on the day we meet, I carried my friend, for he was exactly that, to his room and left him there to rest. The next day would be the last that I would see him until five months later. When we meet again, it would be as strangers.

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To think that Naruto and Sasuke knew each other like that… it only makes the way things turned out all that much sadder…

Ino Yamanaka walks threw the streets of Konoha, her destination the home of her best friend sometimes rival Sakura Haruno. She has read threw several chapters' worth of KNC which has caused her to seek out someone to talk to.

Arriving at the Haruno home, she knocks on the door hoping her friend is home. She waits impatiently for a moment before knocking again. She can't help but wonder why she's so anxious. The door finally opens to reveal a red-eyed, tear stained Sakura. Surprised to see her friend in such a state, Ino goes to speak but is cut off.

"Well, if it isn't Yellow Flower?" Sakura says with a weakly playful tone, as she wipes any remaining tears from her eyes.

Ino laughs at the alias given to her by her new favorite blonde. She smiles returning the gesture, as she replies, "How you holding up, My Cherry Blossom…?"

Sakura blushes at the way in which Ino speaks that name. With a smile she says, "Better now that you're here… come on in, I bet you need someone to talk to as much as I do."

Ino nods, stepping into the house, as Sakura closes the door behind her. A similar scene is playing out throughout the village as all of Naruto's closest friends and acquaintances slowly gather into groups to disgust what he has written.

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I awoke that morning full of an emotion I hadn't felt in almost a year. It felt alien at first, but I quickly became adjusted to it, as there was a time where not a day went by when I didn't awake to this feeling of dread.

I would dread the moment where I had to exit my apartment and step out into the hateful glares, the angry words, and threatening gestures. But, that day was different, as it was the first time I had dreaded meeting with Sensei.

Tomorrow, I would be entering the academy which meant that today would be my last day of training under Sensei. It also meant that it would be the last time I'd get to see Chibi-Hime. I honestly didn't know which was affecting me more or was it that I didn't want to admit which it was.

Stepping out into the crisp morning air, I made my way across town for what would likely be the last time. I mean, what reason would I have to ever be in that part of the village again.

Arriving at the secret entrance, I was greeted by Sensei who quietly led me to the dojo. Once inside, he motioned for me to sit before sitting himself. Sitting before him, he looked me over and smiled before becoming suddenly stern.

"Now, Child, I'm going to ask you several questions and I want you to answer them. I want you to use what you've learned and experienced over the past year as your guide… and be honest holding nothing back… understood?"

"Yes, Sensei."

"Good, first, why do you think I trained you?"

Of all the questions he could have asked me, why did it have to be that one. I had pondered that very question more times than I'd like to admit, and I was never able to come to a firm answer… or at least not one I wanted to accept.

"I could say it was because I saved Chibi-Hime… but, that be wrong, right, Sensei…?"

"You're supposed to be answering questions not asking."

"Sorry, Sensei."

"But, that's an interesting idea. Explain yourself."

"Fine, well, first off, you didn't have to give me anything… it didn't matter that I had saved your child. Worst case… you could've blamed the whole thing on me."

I could tell that my answer hit a nerve, as Sensei frowned, as I finished speaking. He looked conflicted for a moment before speaking.

"Why would you say such a thing?"

"I'm not blind, Sensei. People hate me… I don't know why but they do. I remember the way your people looked at me when I was holding her… it was the same as everyone else."

He looked saddened by my words, as he knew them to be true. I consider for a moment asking him if he knows why I'm hated so much, but his eyes tell me not to.

"Point taken… but you still haven't answered my original question, why did I train you?"

I knew what he wanted to hear, or at least I thought I did, but I couldn't say it. I didn't want to believe that he'd train me for such a reason, so I lied.

"Honestly, I don't know… I know I'm glad that you did, but all I can say with certainty is that you didn't do it to simply pay back a debt."

"All right, I'll accept your answer. Now…"

"Hey, was I right or…"

"This isn't about whether you're right or wrong, it's about how you answer these questions."

I didn't like the sound of that, as I had just all but lied to him, but of course I couldn't show it. So, nodding I awaited his next question.

"Now, why did I make you keep our meetings secret?"

"Because as someone of your stature, you shouldn't be seen with someone like me… let alone teach me."

"So, you're saying that it's an issue of class?"

"Yes, among other things… as I've said, I'm hated for whatever reason… and that reason has led people to try and kill me… so, I'm certain that it plays a part in your reason for keeping it secret."

"Back to my original question, do you think I trained you out of pity because of…?"

"No."

The firmness of my answer surprises us both. He smirks slightly before recomposing himself.

"How can you be so sure?"

"No offense, Sensei, but I believe that I've come to know you during our time together and… and you're just not the pitying type."

Laughter escapes his lips causing me to laugh as well when he suddenly asks a question that nearly causes me to choke on my own tongue.

"What do you think of my daughters?"

"What…?"

"Answer the question." Hiashi commands sternly.

"Um… I like them."

"Child, I told you to be honest… Why do you like them?"

Naruto frowns, as he looks straight into the eyes of his Sensei. The look in his eyes is stern yet comforting it says, 'Answer freely without fear.' Taking a deep breath, Naruto steels his nerves and begins.

"Well, I don't really know Hinata… since other than the party I've only met her a few times and every time I do she acts all weird and stuff. I sometimes watch her to make sure she's okay. So, I know that she's kind and… cute. She seems sad… indecisive but determined. She reminds me of how I was until I met you, Sensei!"

Hiashi is surprised by the boy's words; he has never heard someone describe his oldest in such a way. He's not sure how he should feel about it, so he decides to seek more input.

"But, Child, you are not sad, quiet, or indecisive."

"Yes, I am, I just hide it very well… better than she does."

His words confirm Hiashi's assessment of the boy as someone who is much more than what one gains on first impression. He has proven that time and time again over the past year, as he has been nothing more than the perfect student and friend to himself and his child.

"And, Hanabi…?"

"Hanabi is my friend. My only friend… she's strong, stubborn, and loud. She's a lot like me in those ways, but she's also kind and very cute… unlike me. She accepts me for me, even if she maybe to young to know any better. She does it not cause I saved her, since she doesn't even remember it. Which I now believe is for the best… She keeps our secret not cause she's ashamed to know me… not that I'm saying you are, Sensei. But, she does it because it helps us… Did you know that she and Aoi ran into me the other day?"

"No, I did not."

"Yeah, some kids where picking on me, calling me things like idiot, loser, monster, demon… I know they've heard the adults call me those last two. After they were done and left, I noticed that Hanabi and Aoi were standing at the entrance to the playground staring at me. Their faces were blank, no emotion, as they just turned and walked away like they didn't even know me…"

Naruto pauses, as he struggles to keep from breaking down. Hiashi sees the battle of emotions play across the boy's face and he nearly reaches out to console the boy, but if he's to learn what he needs to know he must not interfere.

"It hurt… it hurt so much, I couldn't stand it! But, I understood why… The next morning, you were busy, so when I arrived they were waiting for me like usual. She was crying… Hanabi was crying so much. Aoi told me that she cried all the way home and straight through the night till she fell asleep. That morning when she awoke she began again…"

A smile unlike anything Hiashi has seen before from the boy appears on him. It's a smile of untold happiness and sorrow, as it quickly fades as Naruto begins again.

"When she saw me, she ran to me tackling me to the ground. She threw her arms around me in a hug and sobbed. She said she was sorry. She said that she wanted me to still like her. She said she hated those boys for hurting me. I was surprised to hear her say that… I didn't expect someone at her age to grasp the concept of hate, but then again, she isn't your average four year old."

Hiashi smiles slightly at the hint of pride he hears in Naruto's voice. He's known of the boy's protectiveness towards Hanabi from day one but over time he also realized that Naruto had also taken an interest in her development as a ninja.

He was quite surprised the day he returned home early to find him teaching Hanabi how to tree walk. It was amusing to see him struggle not to fall down when the small child did better on her first attempt then he did on his hundredth.

"She didn't know why they called me such mean things. She didn't understand why they hit me. Do you know what she said…?"

"No, Child."

"She said she didn't care if I was a monster or a demon… she still liked me. She said that she was my best friend no matter what, and that she'd beat up anyone who was mean to me."

Naruto pauses as he can't help but smile at the memory of Hanabi standing in front of him waving her arms around as she made her declaration. Hiashi remains silent as he processes all of this, as it's all helping him in coming to a final decision.

"I think Hanabi and Hinata are both amazing… it's been fun getting to know them, even if it was only for a little while. I think that it's the only part of this deal I hate… knowing that I'll never be able to… I'll miss them."

The sadness in his words is almost overwhelming as he suddenly begins to withdraw into himself. Seeing the change in Naruto's demeanor, Hiashi quickly pushes on before the boy loses himself to his negative emotions.

"Why didn't you fight back against those kids?"

"Because I didn't need to…"

"Maybe, but you where hurt and with your training you could have easily over powered them. You could have made sure they never bothered you again."

"Yeah… but that's not what my training's for!"

"So, what is your training for…?"

"It's for protecting myself…"

"So why didn't you?"

"Because they weren't a threat and because that's not the only reason… it's also so I can protect those I care about. Like Hanabi and Hinata. You and Aoi... Old Man Hokage… Ayame-chan and the Old Man… I need to be strong to protect all of you."

Hiashi is more than surprised to hear himself amongst those that the boy cares for and needs to protect. He's known of Naruto's relationship with the Third but he wonders who the 'Old Man' and Ayame are, putting that thought aside he asks another question.

"And, why do you need to protect them?"

"Because it proves that I'm not a monster, that I'm not a demon, that I'm not alone… even if no one notices. Besides, isn't that what you do when you care about someone…?"

"Yes, Child, it is… All right, last question, using everything I've taught you and everything we've discussed… why did I agree to train you?"

I had hoped that he had accepted my earlier answer but it seemed that I wouldn't be that lucky. Looking him in the eyes, I knew that he wanted the truth; I knew that he knew I was holding back, and after everything he's done for me… that was not right.

"Because you can use me… I may not be anything now but thanks to your training I'm stronger and smarter… I'm going to be a ninja and you and Old Man Soul have taught me that loyalty is important. Based upon what you've taught me… you trained me for three reasons."

I paused to gauge his reaction, but he showed no signs of what he was thinking. Frowning, I continued hoping that this was for the best.

"One, you maybe able to use me one day… since a ninja is a tool to be used by it's master and it's village. Two, because of my feelings for your daughters… repaying a debt for her life is also part of it. Three, is because of how I'm treated... I'm not exactly sure why but you seem to care. But, in the end, you mainly trained me for a reason, a purpose, not out of the kindness of your heart, right, Sensei."

The words hurt as they come out. One by one, they leave me feeling emptier and emptier… I know them to be true but that only makes it hurt all the more. I wanted to believe that he did it because he cared, that he saw something in me and that maybe he actually liked me, but I knew better. It would never be that simple, it would never be that convenient, there are no such things as happy endings.

"Correct, Child."

His words hurt but only for a moment as he smiles and it's a smile I've only seen once before… it was the day we first met when he was interrogating me. It was a smile full of warmth, pride, and acceptance.

"You've grown."

"Yes, Sensei..."

"You're stronger."

"Yes, Sensei..."

"Do you wish to continue growing and to become even stronger?"

"Yes, Sensei!"

"Why…? What is your dream?"

I hesitated, but only for a moment, as my dream is something I've told only one man before and its something I believe in with the very essence of my being.

"My dream is to become Soul of the village."

His eyes widen at my declaration, he looks me over before nodding that warm smile never leaving his lips.

"That's quite the dream. Why, Soul?"

"If I become Soul everyone will have to respect me and it also means that I'm the strongest ninja in the village. So, no one can hurt me and I'll be able to protect everybody…"

"Everybody, being…?"

"Everybody means everybody. Old Man Soul cares for everyone so… so, will I. I'll protect everyone with my life. Just like my idol…"

"And who is your idol?"

Hiashi asks this despite having an idea of who he speaks of. The irony behind this is not lost on him, as it weighs heavily upon him, as Naruto answers.

"The Fourth… I'll protect everyone I care for and everyone I don't, just like he did."

"Very well, Child, then I will help you along the path to your dream. We will continue to train together during your academy years until you graduate. Will this be acceptable?"

Naruto can only sit there unresponsive, as the words sink in. He would get to continue his training, more importantly he'd get to keep seeing Hanabi. Maybe he'd even get to be friends with Hinata too. He continues to stare off into space till Hiashi clears his throat.

"Huh… Yes, Sensei…?"

Hiashi laughs at his response, as he rises to his feet. Motioning for Naruto to follow him, exiting the dojo they take a seat outside overlooking the training ground.

"Now, Child, I will explain what it is I'm going to train you in. After much thought, I've decided to train you in my clan's signature taijutsu – The Jyuuken."

Naruto sits there as Hiashi explains the style and its history along with the properties of the Byakugan, the Hyuuga's kekkei genkai (bloodline trait), a Dojutsu (eye technique) of the highest caliber.

He absorbs every word as his eyes widen with every revelation. He'd never imagine that Hanabi and Hinata had the potential to become so powerful, so deadly. Naruto is captivated by it all as Hiashi nears the end of his explanation. He brings it to a close by activating his Byakugan for the first time in front of Naruto. To say that Naruto was impressed would be an understatement, as his reaction and words clearly showed.

"Wow… awesome…!"

His reaction brings a smirk to Hiashi lips which only serves to make him that much cooler in Naruto's eyes.

"Now, Child, I will ask you questions on what we just discussed… what is the cornerstone of our style?"

"Um… the use of those cool eyes you got, right?"

Again, Hiashi laughs at the boys never ending enthusiasm which only serves to confirm that he's made the right decision in continuing his training.

"Yes… it's our eyes. Through the use of our kekkei genkai we can…"

"Sensei, I was wondering is their anyway I could get eyes like yours?"

Hiashi is thrown by Naruto's sudden question; even more surprising is the odd display of emotions it brings forth. Naruto is surprised to see surprise, uncertainty, sadness, and, finally, resignation.

"You want eyes like ours?"

"Yeah, I did say they were cool, didn't I?"

"Yes, yes, you did. But, I'm sorry, Child. Only those born a Hyuuga will ever attain the use of the Byakugan."

Hiashi watches as disappointment flashes across his eyes, as Naruto lowers his head in defeat before suddenly looking up.

"Ah… but does that mean my kids could get those eyes?"

Hiashi is shocked by his question, but tries not to show it as he calmly responds to it.

"Um, what exactly do you mean, Child?"

"You said those born a Hyuuga, right…? So, kids are born, right…? Meaning that my kids could someday get those eyes, right?"

The excitement in his voice surprises Hiashi, as he never expected such a reaction from the boy let alone him coming to this conclusion on his own or ever.

"Well, yes and no… So, I take it you plan to wed and have children one day?"

"Um… what's wed mean?"

He'd like to believe that the boy couldn't keep surprising him, but the longer he's around him the more he realizes that that isn't a possibility. Hiashi pauses for a moment trying to figure out how to proceed. He should have known that Naruto would have no understanding of the concept of marriage as being an orphan; he's never had a readily available source of reference.

"It means to get married… to bond yourself to someone for life which usually leads to children being born. You, your spouse, and children combine to form a family."

"Oh… then, yeah, I want to get married. That way I won't be alone anymore and I'll make sure that my kids aren't left alone ever!"

Hiashi smiles at the boy; he is constantly impressed by how he's able to remain so hopeful despite the lot life's dealt him. He's pulled out of his musings, as Naruto, surprisingly so, nervously asks another question.

"So, um, Sensei, about your eyes… how can my kids get'em?"

"Well, you would have to become apart of this clan threw marriage and then you and your wife's offspring would carry the bloodline."

"Wife…? Offspring…? Oh, you mean Hinata, Aoi, and Hanabi-chan…?"

"Yes… wait, what?"

The look on Hiashi's face causes Naruto to burst out laughing, as he's never seen a look like that on his Sensei's face. Confused and surprised, Hiashi simply sits there trying to comprehend what he's just heard.

"Well, you said wife meaning girl, right? And, Aoi, Hinata, and Hanabi-chan are girls… so if we became bonded… I mean married, then our kids would be like super strong uber ninjas with those cool eyes, right?"

Blinking is his answer, as Hiashi continues to simply stare at the boy. He's glad to see that Naruto understands, but he's definitely uncomfortable with him using his daughters and Aoi, who he's come to see as a daughter, as an example.

"Um, Sensei, is something wrong…? You're breathing kinda funny and you're staring at me while blinking really fast…?"

"No, nothing's wrong… I was just surprised that's all…"

"Oh, what surprised you?"

Again, Hiashi is left at a lost for words, as he's not sure how to answer. Not knowing what surprised him more, the thought of Naruto wanting to marry one of his daughters or the fact that he wasn't instantly against the idea. Deciding that voicing either of those thoughts is not wise, he decides to take the offensive.

"Child… I mean, Naruto, how do you feel about my daughters?"

Naruto is shocked, as far as he can remember Hiashi has only used his name maybe once or twice before and never with such feeling behind it. Further confusing him is that he's been asked that question again. Answering it once was nerve-racking enough.

"Um, didn't I already answer that question, Sensei?"

"No, Naruto, you told me what you think of them… Now, I want you to tell me how you feel about them."

"Um, okay…?"

He watches as Naruto scrunches his face up, as he's deep in thought. It's clear that he doesn't quite get the difference in the question, yet he's still willing to take the time to try and understand. A light laugh escapes Hiashi's lips, as he thinks of how much the boy's changed. He remembers when he would have just shouted the first thing that came to mind, but here he is getting the gravity of the question and taking the time to formulate a proper response.

"Well… I… I love 'em! Yeah, that's the word, right? I love Hinata and Hanabi-chan…"

"Uh… excuse me?"

He's been consistently surprised by this boy but he's never been shocked. Naruto has affected Hiashi's outlook on life in ways the man may never comprehend, but this takes the cake. He knows he asked the boy to be honest at the beginning of this encounter but he never thought the boy would take it this far. Deciding he's in no condition at the moment to speak without probably sounding like a mumbling fool, he waits for Naruto to make the next move.

"Yeah, I mean Hinata's quiet and weird… every time I've tried to talk to her she gets all twitchy… one time she even fainted when I caught her after she tripped… but, she's nice and strong."

"Strong… Hinata…?"

Hiashi didn't mean to sound so shocked, but his reaction didn't go unnoticed as Naruto frowns and gives him a look that he's never seen on the boy before – anger.

"Of course, I mean no matter how sad she gets she keeps trying… I think that's strong."

Nodding in agreement, Hiashi is impressed by how the boy put strength of character before physical strength. He realizes that it's something he could stand to learn from him.

"And, Hanabi…?'

"I don't know what to say… I already said she's my best friend and doesn't mind that I'm stupid and a monster."

"Now, why would you call yourself such things?"

"Well, all the kids say that but it doesn't matter because Hanabi and Aoi said that monsters are scary but they can also be cool… so, if I'm a monster then I'm a sweet, cool one."

"First, Naruto, you're not stupid… you've accomplished and learned things at your age that only a select few of your peers could even match. And, you're no monster or demon… you're…"

"I'm what… huh, Sensei?"

The uncertainty in his voice saddens Hiashi, as it's quite clear that the boy puts much emphasis on the views of others. Especially of the few people he can claim care for him.

"You're my student and I wouldn't teach a monster or demon, now, would I?"

"No… but its okay if I were… because Hinata and Hanabi like me… Hinata even cried for me one time."

"She cried…?"

"Yeah, these kids where picking on this girl and I went to help her. Then she and the kids made fun of me together… its okay cause that's what I figured would happen. Anyway, after they left I heard someone crying when I went to see who it was I found Hinata."

"When was this?"

"Um, the week before I met you, Sensei. She saw what happened and was crying. She felt sorry for me and it caused her to cry. I hid in the tree she was sitting under and watched her… I didn't know what to do, so when she got up I followed her to make sure she was all right. That was the first time I saw the compound…"

"I see…"

"And, that's why I love Hinata and Hanabi-chan… they're nice, kind, cute, and strong. And, that's why I'm going to become strong so I can protect them and let no one ever hurt or make them sad again."

Love is a word that shouldn't be thrown around easily, yet Hiashi realizes that Naruto's comprehension of the word is limited at best. So, he doesn't get the gravity of the word, even though the feelings he's trying to express through its use are real.

"Very well, Child, I'm glad to hear that you think so highly of them. I will now explain how we're going to alter the Jyuuken for your use. After that you can have the rest of the day off, as there's someone who is waiting to see you."

"Hanabi-chan…?"

"Yes, she and Aoi will join you for the rest of the day, but first I will explain how you will utilize the Jyuuken."

"All right, Sensei."

Hiashi takes a deep calming breath, as he pushes aside everything he's learned from today's evaluation. He's now surer than ever that he's doing the right thing and that in the end Naruto will surpass even his expectations.

"Now, we have discussed in the past the roles a ninja may have to play on the field of battle. One in particular will be suitable for the use of this style in your hands… the role of an assassin."

Naruto is uncomfortable but only for a moment, as he's quickly reminded of the fact that he's all ready taken a life. And, as Hiashi had explained to him once the first is always the hardest. Steeling his nerves, he sits quietly as Hiashi continues his explanation.

"As, I also explained the Jyuuken meaning 'Gentle Fist' gets its name from the fact that in the hands of an effective user even the slightest tap can be fatal. Now, for its use to reach that level one usually needs use of the Byakugan, so that they may view the chakra circulatory system and the tenketsu (chakra points). But, for what I have in mind for you that won't be a problem…"

"What do you mean, Sensei?"

The excitement in his voice pleases Hiashi, as that's one of the qualities he admires in the boy. His desire to improve and learn even if he doesn't comprehend what's been taught is an admirable quality.

"Look at it this way; if, when we use it, it's similar to threading a needle in how we push our chakra into our opponent's tenketsu… then in your hands it'll be like trying to thread that same needle with a cleaver instead of thread."

The implications of Sensei's words left me short of breath, would I really be able to be so strong, would it really be possible to take a life with such ease… I was frightened by the possibilities, but I was also hungry for more. My desire to protect those important to me would drive me on, if it meant becoming a killer than so be it… I had already taken one life for them I would gladly take another.

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Oh, Naruto… where you always this serious… this strong… would you really kill for us… have you killed for us…

Sakura lets loose a dejected sigh as she looks over to where Ino sits reading her copy of KNC. The blonde is fully immersed in what she's readying and it brings a smile to Sakura's face.

I wonder how many of the others have figured it out… probably all of them… I never knew that he had such connections to us all… I'm sure none of us did…

A sigh escapes Ino's lips, as she looks up from her book. She looks to see Sakura staring of into space, a sly smile creeps onto her lips. Laughing quietly, she says, "Hey, Cherry Blossom…"

"Huh, what, Ino….?"

Ino starts laughing at the confused expression on Sakura's face, the fact that she actually answered to that name only makes it funnier. Sakura frowns, blushing, she realizes what she's responded to, and a giggle escapes her lips as she joins Ino. Soon their laughter is filling the room, it's only silenced when a serious look fills Ino's eyes.

"You know we're all to blame…"

Sakura looks confused at her friend's statement. Seeing her confusion, Ino frowns, as she glances at her copy, before saying for Sakura to read page seventy-seven. She watches as Sakura reads and a look of forlorn understanding fills her eyes.

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Standing outside the classroom, it took everything I had not to turn and run for it. This is what I had been working towards, this is what a year of blood, sweat, and tears had wrought. I was now officially on my way to becoming a ninja, all I had to do was step through this door and take my place amongst my peers.

Opening the door, I stepped into the class, to complete and utter silence as all eyes were on me. Now, my survival instinct was telling me to flee, but I quickly silenced that notion and closed the door behind me.

Standing there I was surprised by the number of familiar faces I was confronted with. I had at sometime or another encounter most of these kids, luckily none of them were my usual tormentors, meaning, I was truly standing before a clean slate, a new beginning.

My eyes fell upon each of the kids I knew, their names unknown but their faces engraved in my psyche. It's then that I spotted them - Hime and my raven-haired friend.

"Hey…?"

I waved at Hime causing her to blush, as she shyly waves back. No one notices who I'm waving to, as several of them reply. Smiling, I make my way over to where my friend's sitting. Standing before him, he looks up and our eyes meet, smiling I extend my hand.

"I'm Kyu… and you are?"

He glances at my hand, before smirking, extending his own. We shake as he replies, "Avenger."

"It's nice to meet you, Avenger, do you mind if I sit here?"

He shrugs his shoulders as he retracts his hand. Taking that as a yes, I go to sit when I'm confronted by two girls.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?"

"Um… sitting down?"

"No, you're not we're sitting next to Avenger!"

I wasn't sure what to do so I glanced to Avenger who simply sighed. Looking the two girls over, I instantly recognized them, smiling I put my hands up in defeat.

"Fine, you win, but first what are your names… I'm Kyu, nice to meet you."

They blinked at me for a moment, as I'm sure they didn't expect me to give in. Quickly, they shook it off, as the blonde extended her hand which I gladly accepted.

"I'm Yellow Flower… nice to meet you, Kyu."

"Same here and who's your friend?"

The girl in question pushes the blonde aside, as she takes my hand, shaking it firmly.

"Cherry Blossom… how do you know Avenger?"

Her question catches me off guard, as suddenly I'm the center of attention once more. Seeing that Avenger raised an eyebrow but nothing more, I could tell he was leaving it to me to answer.

"Um… I don't… why?"

She looks me over before smirking while still shaking my hand. I instantly realize that she bought my answer, her look said more then she ever could, it said, 'Yeah, there's no way someone like him could know Avenger.'

Part of me wanted to put her in her place, but then I remembered the last thing Avenger had said to me all those months ago.

Don't come here anymore… I don't need anyone… I don't need friends… So, stop…

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Cherry Blossom… can I have my hand back?"

She looks down at our conjoined hands and blushes as she quickly lets go. In that demure expression, I saw the shy little girl I had defended all those months ago. I was glad to see that she had broken out of her shell, but part of me was sad to see that innate cuteness she possessed replaced by this overly overt confidence.

Laughing lightly, I smiled as I walked away, as I did I noticed that Avenger and Hime were both watching me. Taking a seat in the back of the room, I observe my new classmates. They all seemed to have already fallen into various groups and cliques, as they laughed and gossiped until the teacher arrived.

My first day went by without incident but it left me with a saddening realization. By the end of the day, I had slid back into my mask… I had become the loudmouth goof, the class clown, and it was now too late to change that. As, was usually the case, you only get one first impression.

I had answered a few questions and my answers varied from far below average to highly advance. To say that the class was surprised doesn't do it justice, but what I noticed was that it also seemed to upset some of them.

I quickly learned the roles played in the class… Avenger was the head of the class, Cherry Blossom was the brains, and Yellow Flower was the best overall of the girls. I had the ability to probably fall somewhere in their midst but I risked alienating myself from them and the others.

In the end, I slipped into the safety of my mask… my sword and shield firmly in grasp. Looking back on it now, I wish I had stayed firm and been myself… but as me and Sensei had both agreed hiding my true skills was for the best.

Over time I made connections with several of my classmates, I even believe a few remembered me from our past encounters. I was just happy to be there, amongst people who might become friends. Luckily, at the end of the day, I had somewhere to go.

Meeting with Sensei that afternoon, I was surprised to find Chibi-Hime waiting for me as well. Sensei quickly informed us that we would be training together, that as of that day we would be partners… I don't think the smiles left our faces that entire day.

Walking home that evening, I went over all that had accord and I couldn't help but laugh. I was in the same class as Hime and Avenger; I would get a chance to be their friend. I was now not just Chibi-Hime's friend but also her training partner… our advancement would be linked together, as Sensei had explained, and I had no doubt that we would make a perfect team.

That day was the beginning of the four years that would shape me into the ninja I was to become. They were four years of joy and little sorrow… it was one of the happiest times of my life which might not be saying much considering what my life had been like up until then. But, it didn't matter these people, my peers, would come to be my friends. They would become my precious people.

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"We never got to see the real Naruto and it's all our fault… all of us!"

Sakura doesn't want to agree with her, but Ino's words hold true. They were supposed to be his classmates, his friends, and yet their attitudes and behavior had caused him to hide himself.

"Yeah… You know I hate to admit it but I'm jealous…"

"Of who…"

"Hinata's little sister… Hanabi, I think her name is… She got to know the real him while I…"

"It's not your fault…"

"Yes, it is!"

Ino is surprised by Sakura's outburst, but then again that's exactly why she came over. She had a feeling that if this book was affecting her the way it was, she could only imagine how Sakura must be feeling.

"I was so obsessed with Sasuke that I never bothered to notice him… he was annoying and loud and always there for me whether I wanted him to be or not… I should've seen through it all, I never realized that the mask wasn't him... the loudmouth idiot! Despite all the signs to the contrary... did you know that he saved me from Gaara?"

"No… I've heard stories of what happened."

"Gaara had knocked me out and trapped me against a tree with his sand. Naruto beat him when Sasuke couldn't, and do you know what I did… I thanked Sasuke, and when he told me that Naruto had saved me… I laughed! Even though I've seen him do some amazing things I just couldn't believe it and when Sasuke firmly stated it was true… I didn't even bother to thank him. I never thanked him for saving my life, for risking his for mine, for being willing to kill for me…"

She feels a pair of arms encircle her, looking up, Sakura's surprised to see Ino sitting next to her with an understanding smile. Leaning into her embrace, she lets herself go, yet again, as tears fill her eyes and her sobs fill the air.

"And, that's all that should matter… the fact that despite how shitty we treated him that he still cares about us. After what I've read, I'm amazed that he doesn't hate this entire village. But, that's not Naruto… that's not our friend!"

Sakura can only nod as Ino's words hit her hard. She knows that she's right and it warms her heart. The truth is that she's disappointed in herself, in her lack of understanding, in her selfishness.

"Naruto will be back… then you can thank him… we all can."

"Yeah, you're right… I just hope that…"

Sakura pauses as something occurs to her, something that should've been weighing heavily on her this entire time. Ino sees the look in Sakura's eyes and it worries her, giving her a gentle squeeze, she recaptures her friend's attention.

"What is it…? What's wrong?"

Sakura wipes away a few stray tears as she looks Ino straight in the eye. Sadness, confusion, fills her eyes that break Ino's heart.

"Why do they hate him…? Why is Naruto hated so much?"

Ino can only shake her head, as she has no answer to give. An empty silence fills the room as the two girls find comfort in each other. The thought of anyone hating him fills them with an anger they can not comprehend. A slight muffled snore breaks the silence; as Ino looks down to find an unconscious Sakura lying against her. A smile graces her lips but quickly leaves as Sakura's question replays itself again in her head causing her to wonder.

How could anyone possibly hate you, Naruto…

To Be Continued…