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The Hybrid Tamer

-Chapter 3-

-Last Time-

"GAH! COLD!" Seiko couldn't help the giggle that escaped her lips as she heard the muffled cry coming from the bathroom. Focusing back on her cooking, she finished setting up the rice cooker and was just beating some eggs when she heard a shuffling noise behind her.

Glancing over her shoulder, her eyes widened in shock as they settled onto the injured blonde boy as he stumbled out of the hallway with a confused, tired, and worried look. He was leaning lightly against the wall, breathing slightly heavily as he looked around before catching view of her. "Um, excuse me Obaa-chan, but can you tell me where I am and how to get back to Konoha?"

-And Now-

-Five minutes Earlier-

Sapphire eyes slowly cracked open as a thin stream of sunlight pierced into them. The owner of said eyes, one Naruto Uzumaki, slowly sat up with a groan as he idly rubbed his eye with a yawn.

"Uhhh, what a strange dream," He muttered. He had seen nothing but some weird fox chick, Renamon he believed she was called, beat the hell out of a bunch of even weirder creatures before they dispersed into particles of light that she then soaked up into herself. It had been pretty cool at first, but then got pretty dull and repetitive seeing her almost effortlessly take down one enemy after another.

He was broken out of his thoughts when he started to stretch and felt a sharp jolt of pain jolt in his right arm causing him to cringe. Blinking in confusion, Naruto glanced over at said arm and froze.

"W-w-w-what h-happened t-t-to my-" He stopped mid-stutter as memories of the day before flooded through his mind. Sasuke's defection, his squad splitting up gradually to deal with the sound four and Kimimaro so he could keep chasing him, their confrontation at the Valley of the End… him blasting Sasuke with a kyuubi powered Rasengan in the face.

Looking around, it was then that Naruto realized that he wasn't inside his own room, and he definitely not inside a hospital. The room itself was rather plain, only having the bed he was on and a few dressers. One of the walls was covered in spider web fractures, there was two large dried pools of blood (one beside him on the bed and one on the floor by the cracked wall), and a puddle of rancid smelling fluid that Naruto guessed was puke.

Confused, in pain, and no small bit panicked, the now one-armed blonde climbed off the bed and stood on slightly shaky legs. Stumbling across the room to the open doorway, while being thankful he still had his sandals on as he stepped in the vomit by accident, Naruto clung to the wall slightly as he struggled to stay upright. Who knew losing an arm could make you lose your sense of balance?

"GAH! COLD!" Naruto paused as he heard the sudden cry, finding it practically identical the odd fox lady's voice in his dream. 'Oh! Maybe she's real. Them maybe I could convince her to teach me some of those cool jut- Focus you idiot! You're missing an arm, don't know where you are, and Sasuke could be just as badly hurt!' Naruto thought as he smacked himself mentally and focused back to his current situation.

Limping down the empty hallway in with the occasional grunt of pain though, Naruto perked up as the smell of food invaded his nostrils. His stomach growling loudly, Naruto followed his nose towards eagerly towards the source, his sudden tunnel vision for sustenance causing him to miss as he passed the still sleeping forms of Rika and her mother.

Finally entering what could easily be identified as a kitchen, Naruto snapped back to reality when he found himself under the shocked gaze of an elderly woman holding a glass bowl and whisk. Not knowing what to do, Naruto decided to wing it and gave a nervous smile. "Um, excuse me Obaa-chan, but can you tell me where I am and how to get back to Konoha?"

Seiko didn't respond, her brain still processing that the boy whom just a few hours ago was on deaths doorstep from an impaled chest and missing an arm was now standing before her. Sure, she had seen the injuries healing at an astonishing rate, but the mental and emotional fatigue alone should have left him bedridden for at least a few days.

"Hello… Obaa-chan? Are you alright?" Seiko snapped back to reality when she heard the blonde call out to her again. Then when his question registered in her mind, the elderly woman couldn't keep the look of disbelief off her face.

"I should be the one asking you that young man. Do you have any idea of what condition you were in when you came crashing into my home? How are you even standing right now?" She demanded while getting up in Naruto's face.

"Uhhh… …no?"

Seiko's eyebrow twitched rapidly as the boy gave a shrugged while scratching the back of his head before she paused to take a deep breath. "You know what, just go take a seat at the table while I finish breakfast, then we can talk."

Naruto wanted to press for answers, but was silenced by a stern look from the woman. Instead, he nodded his head quickly with a nervous smile, his current track record of dealing with angry women briefly flashing through his mind. That and honestly, his EVERYTHING hurt right now, so sitting down would be kinda nice.

Limping over to said table, the injured blonde couldn't withhold a sigh as the pressure was taken off his tired legs, before grunting slightly as a fresh wave of pain shot through the remaining stump of his arm. He instinctually reached up to grab the aching limb with his good arm, only to end up grasping at thin air for several moments before his brain caught up with him and he stopped. He glanced down at the tiny nub that was left, occasionally wiggling the bandaged lump every few seconds with a slightly pained blank expression.

'Poor boy, it's finally hitting him,' Seiko thought with a frown as she saw this happen. Having been a military nurse during WWII, the elderly woman had seen her fair share of men whom had lost limbs during combat and easily recognized what was going on. Yes, before he 'knew' his arm was gone, but the reality of it was only just starting to dawn on him as the shock wore off.

Luckily his reaction wasn't as severe as some of the men she had treated, them having screamed and yelled in denial, while he merely sunk further into his chair with a mildly depressed sigh. 'Kami, I really hope Tsunade-baachan can fix this.' Naruto thought. He was stupid, something even he would admit to at times, but even he knew the impact losing his arm could and would have on his ninja career. Not only could he not fight properly anymore, but nearly all of his jutsus were now useless unless he had someone there to help with the hand signs.

But he still had plenty of hope, Tsunade wasn't called the greatest medical ninja in the Elemental Nations for nothing after all. 'I mean, she fixed up bushy brow good as new so surely she can patch me good as new!' He thought with a smile, remembering how the busty blonde hot-head had fixed Lee's arm and leg after they were crushed by Gaara's sand despite every other doctor saying it was impossible.

His grin swiftly turned to a grimace though as a fresh wave of agony roiled through him. 'Still sucks like hell though.' It was only thanks to his ridiculously high pain tolerance, and some pain meds that Seito had slipped him while he was out cold, that he was even able to somewhat operate normally.

Naruto was broken from when the yellow fox from his dream walked into the room, her fur slightly damp and a towel draped around her shoulders. Renamon paused when she noticed the crippled boy sitting at the table, her eyes locking with his for a brief few seconds before turning away with a barely suppressed flinch as her headache flared up slightly.

"So you are really are real. Stay outa my head from now on!" Naruto said bluntly, making Renamon blink in surprise. "…also, you should really get a hobby or something." He added as an afterthought.

Not expecting him to say something like that the blonde fox digimon could only come up with the intelligent reply of, "Uhhh… what?"

"I don't know what freaky jutsu you used to get in my mind, but you stay away from my mind! I don't need some summons boring memories mixing with mine." Naruto said as he looked away with a huff. He figured that the she had done something similar to the Yamanaka Clan to poke around his thoughts, hence why he saw her in his dreams, and he didn't like that one bit.

It took Renamon a minute to ponder over what he had said before it clicked. 'Hmm, so we both saw some of the other's memories, the question is how.' She thought while taking a seat across from him, a flash of annoyance flaring in her from her memories being called boring, they weren't not! "Maybe you should think first before barreling into someone next time then." She said, deciding to just let him go with whatever he thought had happened for now.

"…Touché,"

"…"

"…"

"What is a hobby?"

"Seriously? You don't know what a hobby is?" Naruto asked incredulously, getting a slow nod in response. "Sheesh, and people say I'm a workaholic." He muttered, remembering the multiple times his friends told him he was training to much.

"Well, a hobby is something you find enjoyable and relaxing… or was it calming and relaxing? Anyway, it's something you do that you find fun and makes you feel less stressed. Some people read, others cook, I prefer gardening myself." He had to fight down a smirk as he remembered those same peoples stunned faces when he had shown them the small garden he had set up on top his apartment building, especially Ino's look of horror when she discovered that he had a green thumb as good as if not better than hers. He still had to thank Ayame for helping him get started.

"Sounds like a waste of time." Renamon stated coldly, finding the idea of goofing around when she could be fighting and absorbing more data so that she could get stronger utterly ridiculous.

"I thought so to at first, but I- oh hi there!" Naruto cut himself off as he waved cheerily to Rumiko and Rika who stood in the door way with shocked expressions as they stared at the smiling one-armed blonde sitting at their table.

At that moment, Seiko walked in with several plates of food. Seeing her daughter and granddaughter standing there, she smiled at them while setting the dishes on the table. "Morning sleeping beauties, you're just in time for breakfast."

-End Chapter-

AN: Sorry that this chapter is a bit short. For those wondering why Naruto isn't freaking out about Renamon or his situation in general, he deals with weird and crazy shit every other week. I honestly think that at this point he'd be used to it. Thank you for reading and please review.