i'm back again! i'm trying to update regularly even if the chapters aren't very long. thank for the reviews even though i disappeared for sooo long. i could help but chuckle when someone said they were glad that i wasn't dead. :-p

well, enjoy!

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Sitting on his own clean but shabby kitchen as he slurped his instant ramen Naruto let his mind wander in thought.

Where to start…where to start…

This was not the first time the blond had planned out creating a jutsu; this was just the first offensive one. Sexy no jutsu wasn't exactly harmful, though it had resulted in numerous nosebleed and the occasional black out for the victim.

He might as well as have no previous experience as the jutsu he was planning was so different to anything he knew, he didn't even know if it could be done. Even if it worked it might be useless in battle. The only way was to experiment and adapt to the problems that arose.

Swallowing another mouthful of the steaming noodles Naruto replayed the memory of Kiba using Shikyaku no Jutsu, literally meaning 'Down on All Fours Technique'.

Overall though the jutsu was not advanced, being one of the more basic jutsus.

But Naruto didn't want to copy it, it was just an insparation.

During the fight with Kiba the jutsu had intrigued him, he knew his own level of speed was nothing impressive and so something to increase it would be of value in battle (meaning: to kick Sauske's ass!) but it was really during his fight against Lee that Naruto had received a prompting to actually try and develop this into a jutsu of his own making.

An image of the Kyuubi.

Looking back on the fight Naruto could clearly see that he had some how channeled the Kyuubi's charkra to use as his own. He didn't know what he had done since his graduation but he hoped he hadn't used that charkra.

It was horrible…burning. Echos of a voice urging him on. 'destroy…maim…KILL'

But if the charkra had come that easily he must have been using it, and that was something he didn't want to do. What if it took him over, took over his mind. He could attack the whole village without even realising it.

He intended to steer clear for using tha charkra, except he didn't know how he'd even drawn it.

No, he didn't want the kyuubi's charkra. He wanted it's shape, it's form.

Having drawn the Kyuubi chakra whilst fighting Lee a stream of images had flicked before his minds eye in a slideshow almost too fast to see anything but blurs and shapes.

Out of all of the images one had stuck as the others slipped away like water through a sieve. An image of the kyuubi in all its terrifying glory, it's nine tails slashing the night sky like whips, its rolling black eyes, its muscled limbs and teeth and claws as hard as diamonds, gleaming in the moonlight.

He was certain that he had never seen this in his life unless the kyuubi had broken through the seal within him. It was like he was seeing a part of someone else's memory.

But seeing Shikyaku no Jutsu performed which gave the user beastish qualities and this image of the Kyuubi…the two seemed to overlap in his mind.

But so far, that was all he'd got. And so back to Naruto's thoughts:

Where to begin…where to begin…

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Naruto had gone home in the hope that no one would disturb him which had turned out to be correct, which is why a seething Sauske was to be found venting his rage in a deserted area of woods.

What the hell is going on! Kakashi taking Naruto on secret sparring sessions against Lee! And what could have happened that was so bad that Kakashi had been forced to intervene!

The sound of multiple 'thumps' were the only indication of a tree trunk that was fast turning into a pin cushion from the number of kunai and shuriken embedded in the tree.

As far as Sauske was concerned this whole 'memory loss' had been suspicious from the start. Kakashi had never exactly answered his question of how Naruto's memory loss had even occurred.

It was really starting to piss Sauske off.

There was so much secrecy around the blond that he'd never noticed; he'd never even had a second thought about how he'd graduated from the academy.

And then when Naruto was whisked away by Jiraiya, one of the three legendary sennin. Even then he had wondered why someone so strong would show interest in a mere genin.

And then someone else had gone after the annoyingly loud WEAK blond, someone stronger then Jiraiya. A man who had murdered his entire clan, except one boy. His brother had gone after Naruto.

Itachi had gone after Naruto.

Once again the reason was never explained to him.

In his eyes there was nothing special about the irritating blond, he just had a ridiculous amount of stamina.

But why-WHY-were all of these powerful nins placing an interest with him!

Sauske had only felt his curiosity and frustration rise as Naruto had already run off when Asuma had dismissed them. He followed the feel of his chakra but could tell that he had already made in into the main street (with lots of people where Sauske couldn't 'way lay' him) and presumably heading home.

He'd been planning to catch Naruto and question him as to what was REALLY going on as Kakashi was away on some scouting mission.

Oh well. Kakashi's not back for a while, I'll certainly be given more chances to find out what's really going on…

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Naruto's development had progressed in a minuscule amount.

He was still sitting at his table, this time with multiple empty ramen pots scattered around him as he stared down at the practically blank scroll before him.

Not knowing where to start he began at the beginning as that was the sort of genius he was.

So on the scroll before him were a couple of notes jotted down and a couple of crudely drawn diagrams, including an overly muscled Naruto pulverising a spindly looking Sauske whilst Sakura swooned in the back ground. Of course the drawings were that badly done that none of the pictures looked like who they were supposed to be but anyone looking on could probably guess without too much trouble. He may be the number one hyperactive unpredictable ninja of the village but it didn't take a jounin to understand his relationship with his team mates.

Amongst the random doodling and drawings there were signs that he'd actually been putting a lot of focus into this. Over to one side was another diagram of a stick man (representing himself) that seemed to be surrounded by some sort of force.

The stick man was surrounded with chakra that had taken the shape of a fox.

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sorry bout the lame ass ending. well, it felt lame to me.