Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto it belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I only lay claim to this story plot.

A/N: First off Happy Belated New Year! Okay that done well I could say I'm sorry for the late update, but it would be pointless so here is this year's first chapter.

I just want to say how amazed and blessed I feel to have such wonderful reviewers, yep we made it to the 400th mark and we're still going strong. I hope you will enjoy this chapter.

Warning: Yaoi, AU, Sasuke bashing, some major angst, some violence, extreme jealousy and craziness, OOC, Smut, Mpreg and adult themes.

Unbetaed

Note: I may not spend much time developing Gaara and Neji's relationship so I am happy to say with the permission of Goddess33 the initiation of their relationship will begin with her story 'Sand In Your Shorts'. I advise you to read it not only because I will be making references from this story from time to time, but it is an excellent fic which has captivated my attention utterly and refuses to let go.

Title: Redemption

Chapter 14: Disclosure

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Reflection

ARTHUR SCHOPENHAUER

I am often surprised by the cleverness, and now and again by the stupidity of my dog; and I have similar experiences with mankind

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This was it, steeling himself he approached the gates, stopping at the check in point placing forth his identification and papers as an envoy from Suna. The guards were new chunnin who hadn't heard about him and so there was an unusual amount of suspicion.

But he had to admit he had changed in appearance during his time away from Konoha, though he wasn't any taller he exuded an aura of aloofness and strength he was a very adept shinobi and it showed. His blond was braided and his muscles were sinewy and toned and he had once more regained his tan complexion. Nauto had taken special care to cover his whisker-like scars no need to draw unnecessary.

As he walked through the village he could not help by observe his surroundings, little had changed, but the atmosphere was different. Or maybe it was due to his absence that he could observe Konoha from a different perspective.

Naruto didn't seem to notice the attention he was getting from a number of women who did not find it hard to appreciate his attractiveness, and in all truth the blond was gorgeous, though he couldn't be called handsome since his features were somewhat feline and were perceived as feminine often gaining the complement for being a pretty-boy.

For a brief moment he chuckled at the thought, it was usually the Uchiha's department to be considered to be pretty, much too beautiful to be called handsome with such perfect symmetrical features.

But his thoughts sobering as he arrived at the Hokage Tower, he stepped into the building escaping the gruelling sun and walked up the stairs towards Tsunade's office, he showed his papers to the chunnin standing guard and cautiously knocked on the door.

What he received in reply was a loud resounding snore, unable to contain his amusement he slipped inside quickly before sniggering.

There the "great" Hokage lay slumped over her desk, sake bottles littered the floor and desk, drooling on some documents that were probably important and were definitely smudged.

'Some things would never change.'

And he was glad, there were some things that needed to remain the same, the past held myriad painful memories, but that didn't mean he didn't have a few good ones that shone through making all the difference.

Feeling some pity he let her sleep for about ten more minutes pondering upon his prank before sending a jet of ice cold water at her hitting her directly in the face drenching her.

Tsunade was immediately awoken leaping out of her chair, flinging punches at an imaginary assailant while the blond fell to the floor laughing uproariously. Scowling she stepped up to him and thumped him on the head. He didn't bother to retaliate while she left to change out of her soaked attire.

Once she returned she had a steaming cup of tea in her hand and pissed off expression which probably meant she was suffering from a hangover.

Settling in her chair sipping her tea, they conversed amicably.

"How was your trip, brat?"

"It was pretty uneventful, but I have to say being surrounded by so many trees when you're used to sand dunes is pretty unnerving. I can't imagine how we made out with so many places for the enemy to hide."

Tsunade chuckled, "For a supposedly skilled shinobi I wouldn't expect a few shrubs to ruffle your feathers."

"A few shrubs? Are you kidding me those things are huge, seriously I never know what the heck is gonna jump out at me next."

"But you cant tell me you didn't miss the greenery while you were sticking it out in the desert?"

He snorted, "No I have always held a fondness for prancing around like a monkey swinging from trees.........but I can't deny being back here I can't help but recall my former missions. Those were some crazy ass days."

The Hokage nodded, "God, you were such a trouble maker do you know how many times I had to clean up after your stupid stunts?"

"Don't start on me Baa-chan! You know how many times I found my Gama-chan empty because of your sucky gambling streak! And don't forget the time those thugs chased me halfway around the village when you claimed I would pay of your debt, I never had so many blisters in my life. "

They both glared daggers at each other before breaking out into laughter.

"So tell my how's Sekai, it's been a few months since I saw him?"

"He's doing great, his skills are improving in leaps and bounds and he has so many tutors I can hardly keep track. Between all his training and activities he rarely has time for me," he pouted. "But there was the funniest incident last month, while practicing a new Katon jutsu he managed to set Neji's hair afire I don't think I will ever forget his expression. But luckily once 'Kai had realised what he had done he sent a spray of water towards Neji. There wasn't much damage except Neji's currently sporting bangs."

Tsunade snorted in amusement, "But there was another thing Sekai's affinity seems to be leaning heavily towards fire, because for the past few weeks he has been spontaneously lighting thinks ablaze, not the best thing when you're living in the desert, but it almost under control, but I can't tell you the number of close calls. He has already burned one of Kankurou's practices puppets to ashes and of course Kyuubi was ecstatic, god the mayhem he had in mind, stupid fox."

"Seems things are normal."

"If you mean the impending threat of utter and complete chaos every minute of the bloody day, then yeah you could definitely say that."

"But these thing aside Naruto I summoned you to Suna for a reason and the sooner its out of the way, you can go back to Suna and Sekai."

Straightening in his chair, there was a definite shift in the atmosphere.

"I have some idea as to why you requested my presence, but I would like a formal explanation Tsunade-sama."

Sighing she started, "There are two major issues that must be address and at the moment I will start with the least pressing, but of equal importance", pausing she continued, "There is been a revelation into the identify of your birth parents, a birth certificate and other related documents were discovered were recently found in some of the Sandamie's archives . Not only that but blood samples that had been already taken at birth confirming your lineage."

He had parents! He had a mother and a father, this, this was................unbelievable.

Naruto stared in utter shock and bewilderment, this couldn't possibly happening. Of course as a child he had always wondered about his parents and imagined that one day they would return for him and then everyone would know he belonged somewhere. But it had never happened, the villagers had taunted him with this knowledge all his life and eventually that dream had been crushed, but for this to occur after all these years, it was mind-boggling.

Did he truly even want to know? I mean what kind of parent would possibly forfeit their own child to be a container for a demon and not only that, but to have then abandoned him and left him to malice of the villagers. How could they as parents, hadn't they thought of that?

Had they not considered the kind of life he would face because of their decision, that he had no one to love him and tuck him home at night. To one to patch him up after his scrapes and defend him against the vindictiveness of the world. God hadn't they fucking cared that he had almost beaten to death on so many occasions as a child only to be narrowly saved by the ANBU on the Hokage's orders.

Now after he had finally found some semblance of balance in his life could he possibly let this truth upset it? God why did this shit always happen to him.

Steeling himself and looking up at the Godaime in resignation he stated, "I want to know."

Tsunade felt her heart ache as she witnessed Naruto's inner struggle and reaching into her draw, she retrieved a folder and handed it to Naruto who clenched it tightly.

Taking a deep breath he flicked open the file and saw the truth staring back at him.

Name: Namikaze, Uzumaki, Naruto.

Sex: Male

DOB: 12th, October

Weight: 7lbs, 3 ounces

Eye colour: Blue

Parents: Namikaze Minato and Namikaze Uzumaki Kushina

The blond found it increasingly difficult to breath.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no............................................................NO!

He heaved a sob that was struggling to escape him, his hands, his entire body was trembling. He stood up shakily sending the chair behind him toppling backwards. His cobalt eyes were glued to the yellowed paper in his hands. This can't be fucking happening! WHY?

How is this possible?

His heart was being squeezed so painfully, that he thought it might burst if only to put an end to his misery. Of all the people in the world, how, how could they have done this to him?

With an anguished cry he flung the folder and all its contents against the wall, the papers splaying about in disarray before disappearing in a whirlwind as Tsunade called after him desperately.

Appearing at the edge of the training grounds he took off running through the forest, his feet barely touching the ground. His speed was so incredible was merely a blur.

The blood in his veins pounded in his ears, his heart thudded excruciatingly, his mind was being torn to shreds and his entire belong was crumbling under the weigh of this dreadfully revelation. Any illusions he might have had wee banished. His grief seem too fresh and raw to handle, Kami-sama he wanted to hide, and pretend, pretend that his life wasn't as royally fucked up as it seemed.

Ahhhhhhhh, he just wanted to scream.

How could he possibly face his son, how could he face anyone for that matter?

All he could do now was keep running in desperate hopes that his problems wouldn't follow.

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Tsunade stared in shock at where the blond had last stood. This was not how she had expected it to go, anything but this. He had been so shakenby this discovery, she knew he had never known his parents and she was sure he must have wondered about them, but to react this way showed she hadn't possibaly imagined how much it must have impact on him.

She had always wondered why the old man had said nothing about Naruto's birth parents sure she had had suspicions about his parentage and she had even discussed it with Jiraiya who had confirmed it somewhat, but officially she had known once she had seen the documents.

There were significant reasons that Naruto nor anyone else had known the Yondaime was his father. The blond's life would have been in even more danger considering that the Yondaime had countless enemies including that of the shinobi of Iwa for the devastation had wrecked on the battlefield during the last Great War.

Then there was the fact that there was uncertainty about how the villagers would have reacted to such news, everyone was in a state of panic and distress and such information would not have been a good idea at a time and the longer it was kept as a secret the better an idea it seemed.

But Naruto, Naruto had been so distressed it was all she could do not to go after him, but she knew he needed time to sort out himself, she could not interfere and if she did what could she possibly say to console him.

It isn't what your thinking and your father didn't' offer you up as some sacrifice. Well in all appearance it seemed that way.

Although looking at it from another perspective, It was hard to imagine how difficult a decision that must have been for the Yondaime, his wife had died in childbirth and his villager was being ravaged by an unstoppable menace in the form of Kyuubi and the only chance for survival had been to sacrifice his life and condemn a newborn child to be a jinchuurki, an object of hate and cruelty. And who better to use than his on newborn son.

It would have been selfish to ask of his village what he himself could not give and so he had done it. She wondered for a moment if he had truly understood the life his son had to leave in his wake. Did he understand the anguish Naruto had had to suffer for worthless villagers who had not sought to appreciated the one who saved their pitiful lives from Kyuubi's rage. Kami-sama sometimes it was all she could do not to abandon her post as Hokage in face of such bigotry and utter stupidity.

Had he really believed the villagers would have treated Naruto as the hero he truly was and would have given him the respect he deserve? Fuck they had done a 180 and he treated him like scum, abusing him the in most vile ways possible and yet he had not unleashed his righteous fury upon them, Naruto protect them even at the cost of being an outcast for the rest of his life.

It was completely unbelievable that most of them even thought he was the Kyuubi, if that had been true they would have been fried to a crisp a long time ago and had they failed to remember he had saved them the Shukaku's wrath when the Sound had attacked all those years ago or that he had brought back that useless, foul Uchiha they revered so much, who could do no wrong in their eyes, but had deserted the village to offer himself up on a platter to that disgusting paedophile, Orochimaru.

For the sake of what? Revenge. And from what she had been privy to Uchiha Itachi had let himself be killed, yes he had decided his own death not Sasuke.

Common sense and a functioning brain seemed to be in very short supply these days.

And the worst part of all.

The bad news didn't stop there.

It was only the beginning.

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Night had fallen, and he stopped running long after the stars had taken centre stage. His feet ached, his head felt heavy and his eyesight was blurred, but for the most part he felt angry and frustrated. He felt so powerless, his world was being tossed into chaos once more and there wasn't a single ting he could do to stop it.

Dammit why did he train and struggle so hard only to be pulled back down. It was the same thing all over again and he was so friggin' fed up with this shit. He wanted to ignore it, he desperately wanted to tell himself it was a lie, by there was this blasted voice at the forefront of his mind that kept saying, 'you know its true'.

His own mind was turning against him and what the hell could he do in Konoha, he had no one, no one who truly mattered to him here that could help him excluding Tsunade. God, how he regretted coming back here, he had foolishly taught he had expelled all this shit from his life now it came back to bite him.

The blond couldn't put his fury and exasperation into words his feelings felt almost too much for his battered body to contain. He needed something, anything to take the edge off the pain.

Naruto thought back to when Sekai had first been born how happy he had been, how perfect life had seemed and the unforeseen blow he had received when he had fallen into a severe depression unexpectedly, there had been no signs, no warning it had just occurred out of the blue and the sight of him own child had pained him so very much.

He had seen him, he had seen Sasuke every time he looked at Sekai, and he had hurt so badly the guilt and fear eating away at him. And as a result frantic to ease his pain he had taken to cutting himself, of course the wounds healed, but the physical pain he felt was all he needed soon he had become so dependant of it he needed to cut himself every few hours until one day Neji had caught him and he had been forced into therapy.

It had take a while and plenty of tears and effort but he was finally able to come out of the shadows and live his life again and he had been made to promise never to resort to cutting, but he needed it right now, he needed it so badly.

Kami-sama the urge to take that sharp, smooth, glistening blade in his hand and pressed it ever so slightly to his flesh, then harder and harder until the skin broke and there was a pause before mesmerising, vivid droplets of blood came forth and grew into a steady stream before clotting.

But he wouldn't, couldn't go back on his word so he chose another method that was less effective, but it worked nonetheless and he took out his wrath on the surrounding trees, over and over he punched at the lumber, until the bark had crumbled and the wood had splintered and his knuckles were bruised and bloody and sweat matted his clothes to his body and his hair was rumpled.

Naruto didn't stop there he delivered a series of kicks aimed at the base of the tree, he used no chakra, just pure strength and after about ten blows one tree after another fell to the forest floor and without delay he continued his rampage.

His mind was solely focused on the task at hand to cause as much destruction as possible using only brute force. And surprisingly it helped, but unfortunately he had broken one of the most important rues for any shinobi and let his guard down and for that he would pay deeply.

For he had not noticed the person who had been watching him intently from the shadows for quite awhile. Who had done nothing to disturb him, but had not sought to mask their presence.

Until it was almost midnight, his body was exhausted, for not only had he just travelled a number of miles that day, but involved himself in such vigorous activity without preparation he was in for some serious aches the next morning.

As he was about to deliver the final punch that would not only knock down the tree but, probably fracture more than a few bones in his fist. A lightening fast hand reached out and caught his halting his attack and forcing him to face the intruder.

The blond was met with a tall, lean body, a head above his height, raven black hair with the subtlest of blue highlights styled in a characteristic duck tail and eyes the colour of obsidian through the slits of a mask that had on more than a few occasions driven his wild with emotion.

He knew this person, this body more intimately than he knew his own. Had loved this person with every fibre of his being for more than half his life and whose child he had birthed and treasured more than all the riches in the world.

His first love.

His ex, no his husband.

His greatest tormentor.

"Teme................" The familiar endearment falling from his lips involuntarily.

The ANBU before him blinked before answering, "Who are you?

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A/N: Finally I'm finished, jeez that took forever, I kinda left you with a cliffhanger, but don't worry I'll probably updates soon, I'm eager to get the next chapter out. I hope you liked it, please tell me what you think. And if you want you can check me out at deviant art my username is Phoenix-Wings, I dont really have any art up more like some kinda writings. Thanks for all your support and did I mention I luv cookies especially chocolate-chip, yum.

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