I Do Not Own Naruto

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Ibiki looked at the notes he had taken when he had trained Naruto, rubbing his injured leg absently. He was disturbed by only one facet of their training. He remembered sparring and landing a punch on the boy and felt something sticky. Figuring it was sweat, he kept fighting.

Then he felt the sticky feeling move. It crawled up his arm, drawing his attention away from his and Naruto's spar, allowing the boy to get a few shots in. The crawling didn't stop until it hit his eyes, making for a bad burning sensation.

He met the boy's eyes and felt almost like a pulse of chakra, and the world changed slightly in his eyes. Sounds became duller, everything took on a much more drab hue, discoloring drastically, and sounds became duller, as if hearing them through cotton.

Ibiki saw the one thing he never wanted to see happen. Ever. He saw Naruto holding a kunai through Sarutobi-sama's gut. Ibiki had a thought, and held his hands together in a single seal, "Kai!"

Everything flashed for a moment and he saw Naruto shaking him, calling to him, then he saw that terrible scene again.

Thinking of a more drastic approach, Ibiki drew his own kunai and stabbed his own leg deeply, and felt the pain magnify twin fold before the world changed back and saw Naruto on his back holding his own leg in pain.

Ibiki limped over to the boy and checked his leg out. He saw no wounds, and the pain was purely imagined, as far as Ibiki was concerned. It seemed to probably be the only defense to beating this strange affect. Whatever happened to Naruto there, he seemed to actually feel it here.

Ibiki was surprised by Naruto's control of his pain. Ibiki decided to call it a day, and had Naruto go for a check up. Thinking of the odd amount of control Naruto seemed to have, Ibiki also asked for a check of Naruto's nervous system.

It was what Ibiki was reading now, "Nervous system shows to be completely normal, though at times there seems to be both degradation and hypersensitivity. Requires more research. May have to do with the lack of skin pigmentation in the boy's current state."

Ibiki sighed to himself. He'd learned quickly nothing was ever easy when it came to Naruto, and Ibiki had been a fool to hope that just this once, something would be easy.

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Kurenai growled in annoyance. Why was Naruto so bad at Genjutsu? Solely for the single fact that he had so much chakra and horrible control over it, and nobody had bothered to even explain the concepts to him. That, and the easiest place to learn water walking was the hot spring, which is where they were at now.

Naruto's control was finally getting to the point where he could use simple Genjutsu, and that only took six days by itself. She started with the basics: Tree Walking. Naruto could do that no problem. Water walking took a lot of work, but she was able to get Naruto to get it. Kunai Balancing was a lot harder, though Naruto took to that a lot easier than water walking. She currently had Naruto doing both the water walking exercise and the kunai balancing together.

Normally, Genjutsu required little control. Most Genin could do it without any chakra exercises at all. But Naruto's chakra was just so, Potent. It put everybody's chakra to shame. To put it simply, one of unit of Naruto's Chakra equaled approximately 10 of anybody else's.

Normally it only took minimal chakra control, but for somebody like Naruto, it took more control than normal.

The whole incident got Kurenai thinking to herself, though. She was contemplating taking Naruto as an apprentice. Even if they couldn't do much together while she had a team, the boy had the drive to move until he almost mastered it.

"Naruto, come here," Kurenai called.

Naruto got off the spring he'd been practicing on.

"I'm sorry I couldn't teach you more," Kurenai started, "I feel that in time you will be able to use Genjutsu, and any jutsu requiring chakra should be much easier, as such..." Kurenai stopped when she heard what sounded like giggling.

She looked at Naruto and he didn't seem to be laughing at anything. Quite the opposite, he was hanging on to her every word. Kurenai looked around, confused, until she saw a patch of white poking out of the side of the hot spring. The she realized, "The women's side..."

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Naruto was confused when he saw Kurenai march away halfway through her speech. He watched her march over to the bushes and heard her scream, "PERVERT!!" and he heard a very loud slap.

What happened was a chain reaction, Naruto heard several screaming women inside the spring, saw them all run out in towels, and proceed to beat a white haired old man who had been peeking in the hot spring.

Naruto made a mental note to not go peeking around the Hot Springs.

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After Kurenai left in a huff, with a polite nod to Naruto, Naruto walked over to the old man he'd seen the women beating on.

The man had a scroll along his back, a green and red gi, red marks on his face, an odd looking Hiate-ate, and had long white hair that was currently very frizzy and wild. He also had a look of contentment on his face.

Naruto got on his haunches and leaned down by the man, "So what did we learn?"

Instantly the man sprung to life and was on his feet, knocking down Naruto in the process, "Ah, women can't get enough of me!"

The man looked down at the kid he knocked over, and did a double take, "You need a tan, brat."

"Who are to be talking, pervert," the man instantly looked back at Naruto.

"I'm no pervert," the man started.

"Yes you are!" Naruto yelled back, pointing directly in the man's face.

"I'm a super pervert!" the man continued barely noticing Naruto's interruption.

"Damn, he admitted it," Naruto thought, and the man started to walk away with only a slight limp.

"HEY!" Naruto started, the man turned around.

"Since you chased off my sensei, you're going to train me!" Naruto called at him.

"Oh really?" the man said with a small grin, "Who was your sensei?"

"The one with the red eyes and black hair!" Naruto smirked as the man absently rubbed his cheek.

"Do you even know who you're talking to brat?" the man said quietly.

"No," Naruto started, "but as you're walking away from a beating like that, you've got to be tough."

The man looked at him and asked, "What clan are you from, boy?"

"I'm not from a clan," Naruto muttered.

"Can I have your name at least?" the man looked at Naruto.

"Hey, it's only polite to give your name first!" Naruto yelled at him.

"Fine," the man held out a small orange book, "My name is Jiraiya the Toad Sage, and I am the author of the wonderful series of books called Icha Icha!"

The man broke out into a dance at that, and Naruto grew a tick mark on his head, "My name is Uzumaki Naruto, and you had better have something interesting to teach me, ero-sennin."

"Whatever brat," Jiraiya started, "I doubt you can keep up with me."

"What happened to the boy?" Jiraiya thought, "Neither Minato or Kushina ever showed signs like this, is it the Kyuubi?"

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Later at a training ground, Jiraiya had Naruto show him the chakra exercises that he knew.

He watched as Naruto continually sank in the water or dropped the kunai.

"Hey brat," Jiraiya called, motioning for Naruto to come over.

"Yeah?" Naruto looked at him quizzically, only in his boxers.

"Hold your arms above your head like this and channel some chakra for me," Jiraiya said.

Naruto did as he was told and a seal on Naruto's stomach appeared. Jiraiya leaned forward and examined to mark, tracing the lines with his fingers.

"Hey Naruto, keep like this for a moment, I've got an exercise that will help with your control," Jiraiya said with a stupid grin on his face.

"All right," Naruto started before he felt the wind knocked out of him.

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A cage covered in black vines trembled, and a great beast opened it's eyes for the first time in thirteen years. It looked through the bars with it's terrible red eyes taking in the scenery in front of it, and it saw a couple of faces in the vines, "This is different," was all it thought as it took in all of it's surrounding.

It watched as the strange tendrils at times would try and breach his cage, but could never get more than a couple of inches in before the energy in the cage burned it.

"Hey, Red's awake!" one of the faces called.

"This is new," the beast though as it let the faces talk amongst themselves.

They would be entertaining for the moment.