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Um, Naruto killed Orochimaru (finally!) and now Tsunade wants to make him Hokage (Naruto, not Orochimaru, duh. X.X)

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Also, because you people don't seem to read my little author notes at the top, I really really want/need your suggestions, my idea battery is low. Everything that I have planned is to far in the future to do now, and I need something to put in until then. So unless I get ideas, this fic is going to get either A) Bad. B) Slow C) Short or as a last result D) Discontinued.

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The enraged cry rose from the villagers, as though Naruto had done them a personal wrong by just being liked. The shouts echoed, bouncing off the walls and the bodies of the fallen Sound. No one noticed the way that Naruto seemed to be shrinking back in on himself. Then, out of nowhere, a kunai shot out, aimed for the blondes head.

It was caught in a solid wall of sand. Naruto and the others who knew that only one person who could do that, looked around to see Gaara leaning against a pillar. A deadly silence fell over the village as Tsunade's eyes scanned the crowd furiously. A man started forward, lunging for the blonde.

His hand was caught instantly by Kyuubi, who had seen something like this coming. The other of the former Rookie nine, along with Gai's team, moved slowly to the front, until they had formed a wordless barrier around Naruto. Kakashi joined them, as did Iruka, followed other Anbu.

"See." Tsunade said. "This is what it truly means to be Hokage. Not just to have strength, but to have people loyal, people who are willing to die for you. These people look ready to fight for him, to me."

"But he is the Kyuubi-" one man started, before he was interrupted by Sakura, who finally caved in to Inner Sakura, who had been struggling to get out since the first comment.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW?" she yelled, causing even those who agreed to take multiple steps back. "I have been his team-mate for 6 fcking years and I have never, ever seen Naruto anything other than sweet, and caring. Even if he does have the Kyuubi within him, he is in complete control. It's not like Kyuubi is walking around attacking you villagers is it?" At these words, Kyuubi quickly let go of the man he had been holding back.

"But at the Chuunin exam, he used it's power." an adviser called. Neji stepped forward.

"Yes, and he controlled it. If it had truly consumed him, do you really think that I would be standing here today? If Naruto's really as apparently blood thirsty as you keeping making him out to be, then why hasn't he killed you yet. You've givin him every reason to. And yet he fights to protect you. All I can say is that he's stronger than you will ever be." Neji resisted the urge to spit at the mans feet, as he really didn't think that it would help anything.

"Well, there you have it, these people obviously want Naruto to be Hokage. And they're willing to fight for it."

A storm of protest broke out at these words. Finally, Tsunade's voice rang out above everyone else's.

"How about a compromise. In a week, Naruto will fight each of those who protest, if he wins, he will become Hokage the following day. If he loses, he will be sent back to chuunin." The people appeared to be thinking this over, they even gathered together in a huddle. Then they pushed one man forward. He glared at them, apparently not wanting to be the one to speak, but obviously wanting these thoughts to be heard.

"But how is that proving that he can control Kyuubi?" he demanded, quaking slightly beneath the glare of all those standing around the blonde "And how can you demote him to Chuunin? He's already a chuunin."

Tsunade snorted. "Pay attention man! Naruto is an Anbu, he has been for over four years. He's been your captain for three and a half of those year."

The man was not sure what exactly to say to this, so he pretended that it had never happened "We insist that it be proven that he can control the Kyuubi."

"Alright."

"We also feel that a week is to long to prepare."

"What!" Sakura yelled "But he just fought Orochimaru!"

"Well, if you don't think he can do it. . ."

"Yea, well, I'd like to see you face that bastard and even live for five minutes, much less beat him, then be expected to fight in only an hour."

"We suggest that the fights be tomorrow." The man said boldly.

"No." Tsunade said. "Three days, at the soonest."

"Two."

"No. Three." they continued in this fashion for a few moments, before Naruto stepped forward, placing a calming hand on her shoulder.

"I'll fight you tomorrow." he stated, with all the authority that he had gained after his years as Anbu captain. "Any one who doubts my ability to defend this village, please step forward. If you can beat me, I'll gladly forfeit my dream, and you can become Hokage in my stead. Happy now?" The villagers nodded, although reluctant to be bossed around by this child.

"Now, about this matter about my ability to control Kyuubi." he started.

"I'll do it." came a voice from the circle of Naruto's defendants, revealing the face of Yamanaka Ino.

"No." said the villager's chosen representative. "You are to close to the" he glanced at Naruto "problem. You may tilt the odds in his favour."

"Then I will go." came another voice from the crowd, who stepped to the side to bring to light Ino's father, a powerful ninja in his own right, possessing the same bloodline that made Ino so unique. Tsunade looked the man up and down, assessing if he were trustworthy, any ill meaning ninja who was allowed access to a willing mind could do unlimited damage.

She glanced at her student, who surely would know if this man could be trusted, he was, after all, her best friends father. Sakura glanced back at her and gave a hardly seen nod, which Tsunade returned to the man.

"For those of you who would say that Naruto has altered his mind to make it seem like he's in control, this will be performed now." She said. "Is this fair?" she asked, looking around at all parties concerned. Both nodded. Yamanaka Shian moved his hands in the jutsu most were accustomed to seeing on a teenage girl, making his motions look less sleek and elegant, when compared to the necessary grace that all kunoichi possessed.

His body went limp, caught in time by Ino, who had known this was coming

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Shian walked along the familiar halls of the mind. Like most, it was lined with multicoloured doors, although, unlike most, the doors were not the brighter, more cheerful shades of red and yellow, but rather shades of grey and sometimes even black.

This could only mean one thing. All dark door were bad memories, and all bright were happy ones. It shocked him to find that the dark doors outnumbered the bright at about a 1 to 10 ratio. He felt himself reflexively looking for the large door that usually led to achieving control of the boy, before he remembered that this was not what he was here for.

He looked around, and spotted a door, pure black, which was crisscrossed with heavy metal chains. He started walking towards it, gathering the power that made his family unique, to open this door despite the wishes of the owner.

He was stopped by a startling hand on his shoulder. He came face to face with a man who looked exactly like the one who he had seen accompanying the blonde boy.

"You came here for me, did you not?" the man asked calmly. "Leave the doors alone. Especially that one."

"Are you the Kyuubi No Kitsune?" he demanded, calling forth his strenghth as a ninja if this man, no, deamon, proved to be a threat. Kyuubi inclined his head.

"I am. But I'm sure that you're hardly comfortable on your feet, come, we'll go to my part of this mind. And if you're good, I'll explain things to you." He gently took Shian's arm and guided him away from the black door, leading him through a gate that was closed firmly behind them. This revealed a very comfortable place, complete with bed, couch and TV. Wait, TV? He looked over at it, to see that the screen was dark.

"Link to the kit's eyes. I need to be aware you know." Kyuubi explained. It did not escape his attention that the deamon used an affectionate tone when talking about Naruto. Interesting. But that was not the point, he had a mission, first and foremost was to figure out what the hell was going on

"Sit." Kyuubi gestured to a small table, which was set with two place settings. 'Two?' Kyuubi walked around, grabbing a few things from around the room. He finally sat down across from Shian, placing some cups and a pitcher down.

"Tea?" he asked politely. The man stared at him. "Ok, maybe not. I'm sure you want me to explain." Shian just nodded, still not quite believing that he was having tea, tea! Inside Uzumaki Naruto's head with Kyuubi No Kitsune of all people. Or whatever. "Well, since I'm not very good at story telling myself, I'll just answer what ever questions you have, hm?" He cocked an eyebrow.

Shian swallowed, then nodded. He had always thought of himself to be a fair man, now it was being put to the test. He had fought this deamon in his true form not two decades ago, yet here the same creature was, offering him tea. This gave him no reason to doubt that there might have been a reason for the massacre that took place that night. After all, wasn't it a ninja's job to look beneath the surface. So lets start with the easy questions. Or at least the most obvious ones. Starting with why Kyuubi had attacked in the first place.

Kyuubi's golden eyes widened and he sighed, lowering the glass that he had been raising to his lips. Memories rushed to fill that widened space, memories filled with a pain that was so easy for Shian to read.

"My brother." he said. Shian suspected that this would be followed by more so did not press the matter, and indeed, after a few more moment, Kyuubi spoke again.

"This was almost 18 years ago, when human found it amusing and entertaining to hunt deamons for sport. Many of our number dwindled, many of us fought back. But more of us were peaceful, we kept to our selves and bothered no one, but we also made no move to help the humans. But the humans did not know how many of us there truly were. Humans are not the most observant, relying on only their eyes, which often deceive. So when one of us had been slain, should another appear elsewhere, they would come to the conclusion that they were one and the same, and marked us as immortal.

"In all truth, we are nearly as mortal as you are. We age differently, and do not die easily, true. We can survive years without food, and have a larger body to contain a larger chakra, but once we are killed, we remain dead. You humans did not understand this. They feared that we were immortal, and all out to kill them. Deamon hunting grew even more popular, and with it, the number of innocent lives taken increased, on both sides.

"One of these was my brother. M younger brother. He had fallen in love with a human girl, who lived in the village of Sand. But he was found out and imprisoned in a child, his own child. I believe you call him Gaara? But that isn't all. He was driven mad by this, the betrayal of his wife, the pain of seeing the way his son was treated because of him. He became nothing more than a broken soul, kept alive by his own anger, for his host would not speak to him.

"The one time he tried to reach out to his son in dreams, the boy believed that he as trying to posses him and has not slept to this day. This eventually consumed him." Kyuubi closed his eyes, clearly grieving for his brother. "But I did not find this out for many years. He had fought with our father, who disapproved of his relationship with a human, and while I did not approved nor disapprove, I believed that he should tell her his true nature. Because of this, he would not tell anyone but me where he was living.

"Later, I heard that a deamon had been slain, although I only heard a few words, Konoha being one of them. I never figured out what the context was, but at that moment, my fury was doing all the thinking. All I could think of was that my brother, my precious, innocent, life-loving brother, had been killed by those he loved the most, the ones he had left our family for. Despite my wishes to protect him, I had failed.

"I attacked Konoha that night, I did not mean to harm so many, but I was looking for one specific person, that girl, the one who had betrayed him. That was the only thing that I could think of. I uprooted trees for the sheer pleasure of feeling the power of doing so. In a way, I suppose you could say that I let my darker side consume me. The next thing I knew, a blonde man was standing before me. He seemed to understand more about deamons than most did, he knew that we could be killed and somehow he knew about Shukaku.

"He also knew how to kill us, but instead he chose not to. Instead he gave his life to protect me, for reason I have yet to understand. He put me in the body of his own new born son, giving me the ability to talk to him if he sought me out first, all control over my habitat was handed to my host, should he choose to make it hell, it could be. But it could also be nice. And it was."

"Why?" Shian asked before he could stop himself. He could tell that everything the deamon said was true, it came along with his bloodline. His daughter had not discovered this, but, as with the Sharingan, it had multiple levels, the first being simple possession. The next was the ability to know whether someone spoke the truth or not, requiring no jutsu's. All he had to do, was when someone spoke, if he concentrated his chakra in to the place where he went whenever he left his body, then let it flow to his eyes, the person would be surrounded by a glow, the same shade of the person's chakra, if they lied, the glow went out.

There would be ways around this, so it was not common knowledge. For example, a person could spread their chakra out evenly whenever they lied, so no one knew about the particular trait. The third and final level was the ability to read a persons surface thoughts, although only his grandfather had ever achieved this level. He never did tell anyone else how either. . .

"Why what?" Kyuubi asked.

"Why are you and that de- Naruto, so close?" he asked. Kyuubi gave a wry smile.

"At first? He reminded me of my brother, his simple joy with life, his fascination with everything around him and his eagerness to learn and please. Then I simply began to like him for himself. He would come to see me every now and then, and at first, seeing him there just reminded me of everything I had lost, my brother, my freedom, and in a way, my life, and I snapped at him, but I still let him borrow the power he needed, for when I had been sealed, the man must have miscalculated. The boys chakra was vast on it's own, very large for a human, and I suppose the man must have mistaken his chakra for mine and bound both.

"Then, as he began to visit more often, after Sasuke" 'That's strange, he calls Uchiha by his first name, no suffix even' "I began to relax around him, and he began to ask questions about my life, trying to satisfy his never ending thirst for more knowledge. I told him. The next day, I was suddenly in a room with a bed instead of the cage I had grown used to. He came to visit again. After that visit, my new room had blankets and food, although I didn't need to eat. Every visit after that I got something new. Soon I began to anticipate his visits, not just for the things, but for his company. We talked about many things, He treated me as an equal, so I returned the favour.

"After that, I found that when I spoke, he was able to hear me. I could talk inside his mind. Soon after that, I received a link to see what he could." he gestured to the television. "Then hearing." he pointed to the stereo-like set up that had remained unnoticed for a while now.

"After I told him that he actually had a lot more chakra, he began researching jutsus to try and release it. When he didn't find anything, he began to make jutsu's of his own. He managed it faster than I could ever have guessed. Soon, he was making up jutsu's of his own at every opportunity. Eventually, he gave me the best gift of all. He gave me a real physical body. This one took him the longest, a full three months. And that's how things are now."

". . .Oh." Shian said, not really sure how else to reply to his, before a thought suddenly hit him "Why are you telling me this?" His eyes narrowed in suspicion as he watched the deamon across from him warily. Said deamon shrugged.

"Someone, an adult someone, has to know the truth. And my options were somewhat limited, as few people can walk into minds. Plus, you seem like a fair man, one who can be convinced by truth instead of acting like a rock just because you don't want to be wrong."

Shian nodded, this made sense. Sort of. Just one more thing was nagging him. . .

"How are you Shukaku's brother?" he asked. "Isn't he a badger or something?"

Kyuubi laughed "Deamon genetics rarely follow any rules of what may or may not seem possible."

"One last question." he said, Kyuubi raised an eyebrow to indicate that he should continue. "That door, the one with the locks, what was behind it? I've never seen one like that before."

Kyuubi's face immediately hardened. Shian raised his hands.

"If you don't want to say. . ."

"No, someone should know, someone has to know. Just don't tell the kit that I told you, alright?" Kyuubi asked, all traces of a grin gone. Shian nodded. Kyuubi took a deep breath.

"Behind there is memories that were to painful for Naruto to handle. He can't remember anything that I put behind that door, but if anyone, say you, tampered with it. . ." he left the sentence hanging ominously. The look in his eyes told him that more people than Naruto would get hurt if that door was touched.

"What happened?" he asked. He didn't want to ask, but felt that he had to know, like Kyuubi had said. Kyuubi closed his eyes, before opening them again.

"I don't think I can tell you. But, I have some of the memories, maybe I can show you." he said. He walked over to where the TV was, and placed his hands on it. He closed his eyes and got a concentrating look on his face. The next moment, the TV had snapped on. Shian moved to the couch, sitting to that he could see properly.

"I'm going to leave the sound off. Some things are best left unheard."

Scenes flashed across the screen. Scenes that made horror reflect in Shians eyes. He sat and watched as people that her had looked up to and respected in his years as a ninja, even his sensei when he had been a gennin, treated a small child, no older than eight, like a human punching bag. The scenes began to shift and change and the blonde boy in the memories grew older, more mature. But as his years increased, so did the horrors that were inflicted upon him. He froze, his eyes wide, as slowly, it began to get worse than he could ever imagined.

The screen went blank. "Sorry." Kyuubi said. "I really doubt you want to see that. What you saw wasn't even close to the worse of it."

"What! But he's just a boy, a child!" he cried, outraged and the horrified on Naruto's behalf. Kyuubi gave a wry bitter smile.

"Yeah, but the people don't see that. They just see me." his whole voice, posture, eyes reflecting his bitterness and regret for what his host, soul brother, had been put through, because he had been unable to control himself. "So." he regained control of his facial expression, "Will you help him? Or will you leave and never look back?"

Shian stood up. There was really only one thing he could do at this point. He could now see how strong the boy truly was. And how far his fellow ninja's would go to break that strength. He had to make this right, for everyone's strength. He could see now that Naruto would be a great Hokage, the missing link they needed to truly make Konoha the village it could be.

"I'm with you." he said, his voice decisive. Kyuubi grinned, a stuck out his hand.

"Good." They shook.

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Shian's body jerked up. He stared around him. Now that he was no longer in the kids mind, everything that had happened seemed so surreal. But he knew that it had to be real, he had felt the same after the first time that he had possessed someone, but he had quickly learned that doubting anything he had seen could lead to horrible, potentially fatal results. He had learned that one the hard way. But he could make up for that again. He would help this kid, who needed his help, needed the support of the high ranking ninjas, as many as he could get.

And he could make the first step. The kid deserved it, as much, if not more than anyone.

He suddenly saw a red haired man, now identified as Kyuubi No Kitsune, reappear next to Naruto. He saw Naruto lean over to whisper a question, and Kyuubi whispered a reply. So when Kyuubi was onside Naruto's body, his own physical body disappeared. Interesting.

"Well?" Tsunade asked

He looked up, to find the entire village staring at him. The men he had seen in the memories, those bastards, were watching him with expecting, power-hungry eyes. They were obviously expecting that no matter what he had seen, that he would lie, and say that of course Naruto couldn't control Kyuubi, that his mind had bee taken over and that the seal was about to break.

He looked to the other side, where his daughter and her friends stood, all protecting the one person who had stomped all over their calm, quite lives, turned them upside down, shaken it up, poured ramen all over it, then calmly continued along with his life as though nothing had happened. There was only one thing he could really say.

"From what I could see, he has complete control. The seal is still intact and will remain that way for a while. Our forth knew what he was doing."

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"Naruto. You have to give this up."

"What? Sasuke you know I can't."

"And why not?"

"I've worn this mask for most of my life."

"We all have, I gave up my mask to be with you. In the last three weeks, I've smiled, laughed, and just been myself more than I have in my entire life. You could at least do the favour, for Konoha. If I could do it for one person, can't you do it for a thousand?" Sasuke said, his face dead serious. Naruto was turning faintly pink.

"But Sasuke, it's all I have."

"You have me."

". . . Yeah, I guess I do." Naruto grinned, a contrast to his bright pink face. "Alright, I'll take off the mask, but, I heard that all masks have to be taken off with a kiss."

"Those are curses, dobe."

"Same difference." Naruto grinned again, before pulling Sasuke closer.

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"I don't know what's going on. But that deamon has put a curse of some kind over our children. He's corrupted our Hokage, and now he's even tricked Yamanaka."

"Yes. That deamon has to be stopped."

"We'll beat him in the fights tomorrow."

"But what if we don't? What if, somehow he wins?"

"How could he do that."

"I have no idea. But you know deamons, they'll do anything to get what they want."

"You're right. We have to stop him from getting to the fight."

"We'll do it. At all costs."

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Hahaha! What do you think of that! You like it? Thanks to Kai19, again, for her brilliant ideas. I really liked this chapter. I hoped you guys liked it. Oh, and Shian is going to get important later.

Ally