Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Naruto

Now, to get some things out of the way know my FIRST story will have violence, lemons, romance, but this story is not a harem fic. It will be mainly Naruto x fem nine tails and maybe one other. In all honesty I have a lot of ideas but nothing is concrete. This story will be far from cannon in my opinion. He will not be a "dobe" and or ignorant. I plan to make his strength grow with his mind and the experiences because of it. Also a couple things that have been changed the sealing of the nine tailed fox happened when he was four years old this Changing many things age wise. Another thing I didn't want to go into it but he did not use the reaper death seal to seal the Kyuubi. He used a 6 trigrams seal on 3 Uzumaki children which was split in the order where Mito and Natsumi got the chakra and Naruto got the soul. This was more than enough to keep the beast at bay. In any case I'm trying to make this story my own and one more thing...I NEED CRITICISM. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT I MUST IMPROVE OR REVISE I CAN ONLY DO THIS IF YOU COMMENT SO PLEASE and thank you! I will also accept flames. Just be sure to answer as to why it triggered or annoyed you and I'll be sure to compensate. once again this is my first try.

Naruto - Normal/Human speech

Naruto - Human thinking speech

Naruto - Demon, Summon, Pissed off jinchuuriki normal speech & HUMAN jutsu casting

Naruto - Demon, Summoning thinking speech

Naruto age 5

Naruto-Uzumaki-Namikaze was having a nightmare. This nightmare happened frequently and often ended with him waking in a cold sweat. The Kyuubi attack. This night truly traumatized him, and while knowing his Mom, Dad, and siblings made it out, it still kept him awake at night. The deafening roar, the screams, the smell of burnt flesh, the massive nine tails swinging violently...Shaking his head to get rid of the depressing thoughts, he ponders to himself "why can't this get out of my head." He quietly gets up as to not disturb anyone and gazes out into the night sky. Naruto began to think of the past year, the adjustments that had to be made because of this tragedy...The Hidden Leaf Village was weaker than it had ever been.

The Kyuubi attack has not only killed many, it destroyed and burned almost all of the residential areas. Suffice to say, adjustments for space and reconstruction had to be made. Not only this but, due to the loss of militaristic power, they had to train the new generation sooner than was customary. It was decided that almost everyone would be starting training earlier, and Naruto was no exception. He had to begin training to support his village and his family. With this realization he also realized he needed a goal...a direction...Naruto began to zone out just thinking, he was in a trance...then his head shot up. "I got it"He whispered

He began to speak into the night in a tone filled with promise..."Today I start training to become a Shinobi, and now I have an idea or a nindo rather: it's to prevent another village-wide disaster from ever happening again." He didn't want to see the cemetery full of new corpses, he didn't want to see people living off the streets, He wanted to help everyone...His blue eyes filled with determination, and stubbornness. He would be the greatest. The best Shinobi he could be to represent both his village, and to protect his family. As he looked outside once more the sun had risen. Had he truly been thinking for hours? He shrugged it off, it was no use in dwelling on it. He had to get ready!

He pulled open his drawers and grabbed a simple mesh undershirt with a white top, and some form-fitting beige shorts. Satisfied with his look for today he began to change. He quickly moves down the stairs to greet his family, now sitting at the dining table. "Morning Mom, Dad, Mito, Natsumi" accompanying these greetings was a hug which each gratefully accepted. With Kushina setting the plates for everyone, he sat down to begin breakfast. He looks to his Dad "Hey um we begin training today right?"His eyes glimmering with hope and need. Minato manages a slight frown as he remembers his promise to his mentor and friend Jiraya.


Flashback

In the Hokages office Minato Namikaze was doing every Hokage has considered to be the bane of their existence...paperwork. A stack as tall as him was sitting there and he was calmly signing, stamping and reading forms and petitions. While this was happening the toad sage of the great Mount Myōboku was hearing a prophecy one of which entailed one of three siblings, with the power of the beast inside them will either destroy the world or save it. Jiraya, the now deemed Toad Sage immediately after hearing this prophecy begins to reverse summon himself back to the Hidden Leaf Village. Racing to the Hokages office he arrives in a leaf Shunshin: Slamming the door open he says urgently, "Minato my pupil, I come with urgent news! The great Toad Sage Gamagaru has foretold a prophecy of which entails one of three siblings with the powers of the beast inside them will either destroy the world or save it!" Minato inquired back with a raised eyebrow and confusion written all over his face then almost instinctively clear recognition came into his eyes.

He rebuked , "you believe the children of this prophecy are my own!?" as he falls off his chair clumsily, Not believing it to be true. Jiraya deadpans and says, "the evidence compiled makes it hard not to think so. Three siblings, a beast, we have to make precautions. While the soul is in Naruto, the Kyuubi's power is in Natsumi and Mito, we have to make plans Minato. They must grow up fulfilled and happy! Even if this is a fluke, its rather to be safe than sorry." Minato looks down apprehensively. "What about Naruto?" He asks slowly. Jiraya then states "He'll have to wait...until their power and loyalty is ensured." Minato looks disgruntled that he'd have to gain his childrens loyalty but ultimately agrees. "Promise me Minato promise me you will do all in your power to make sure that Mito and Natsumi are well beyond cared for in every means." Minato looks up and says as serious as possible "I promise."

End of Flashback

Looking at his son now, he notices he's almost a carbon copy of himself. While Mito and Natsumi are more or less a mix of the two. He had bright blue eyes that could light up any scenery and blond spiked hair that couldn't be put down. Mito had red hair that reached her lower back and dark blue eyes that would make anyone mystified. Natsumi on the other hand had pigtails of long blonde hair and beautiful violet eyes that sparkled in light. He contemplates quietly at the events unfolding and quickly makes a conclusion.

He'd have to delay Naruto's training. With Jiraya, Kushina, and himself all instructing the twins, even with a shadow clone it would be taxing. He would no doubt need materials and if not more attention depending on how perceptive he is. He mulls that over quietly. Now to break it to him he thinks sullenly. "I'm sorry Naruto but unfortunately the twins need additional training to combat the Kyuubi's power fluctuating due to a soul not being there, maybe next year." Naruto hearing this immediately loses all enthusiasm and warmth in his voice as he says quietly with a little hope in his voice "you promise?" "I promise you that in a year you will join the twins for training" Minato states confidently.

TIMESKIP 3 YEARS:Naruto age 8

Looking outside his window he thinks bitterly about his fathers "promise" a promise easily broken...he chuckles in dark amusement. He focuses in on the backyard of the Uzumkai Namikaze Mansion and see's his brother sisters. His visage turns to a dark scowl seeing them doing katas for his mothers Kenjutsu style, holding a bokken clumsily. "Three years, three years since that promise. 2 years since it's been broken and worse ,now he understands the reason for his neglect, the reason for that broken promise."


Flashback

Naruto, after his training had been delayed asked if he could train himself just enough to be ready for his fathers teachings. His father had reluctantly agreed but under Anbu supervision. Instantly after hearing this he goes down the hallway to the study and searches for books to further his Shinobi studies. He meanders through the isles of books until he came across what he was looking for. "Chakra for dummies", "Practical and impractical ways of throwing Kunai and Shuriken" and last but not least, "The Shinobi Code" written by the Nidaime himself Tobirama Senju. Happy with his choices thus far he retreats to his room to begin his self-training...


A week into his self-study session we find Naruto sitting in his room reading the book that details Chakra control and its uses. He was enthralled by even the most commonplace uses. Sticking to surfaces...how cool was that! Floating leaf's mid-air using just Chakra?! He found it absolutely amazing and he just couldn't put the book down. He was too excited thinking of all the wondrous things he would do when he became a Shinobi. To protect the village and it's people. He was ecstatic, He wa-. All of a sudden he heard a frustrated yell coming from one of his sisters. It startled him so much that he dropped his book.

He looked outside to see what was wrong, what he saw was his sisters practicing Kunai and Shuriken throwing. By the looks of it they were getting frustrated. Just then his father and mother came out and began to help their stances. As he stared at this scene, he felt this... weird feeling bubbling up in his chest. He wished he was there training with everyone...he knew he was being childish, but this feeling wouldn't go away. The Kyuubi in all its power needed help to be contained. This of course was why they were training his sisters before him. They needed skill and willpower. He didn't like it, but at the very least he would get to train with them at the end of the year. He sighed and picked back up his book and began to read once more.


Four weeks into his self-study and he was now focusing on hand signs. Hand signs were crucial to not only channel chakra but to form it. He learned the ram sign was crucial for controlling and learning ones chakra flow. Learning all twelve hand signs, and gaining enough muscle memory to do all of them had taken days, but ultimately it was for the best. He was honestly immensely comfortable with where he was at, he was proud of his progress and almost nothing could tear him away from it.

Lately, he hadn't found much reason to leave the house other than for his family and some minor training in the backyard. He was much too interested in becoming a Shinobi to go outside and interact. He knew he would have to eventually but...it was just so troublesome. Somewhere a certain Nara sneezed. Deciding he's done enough practice, he went downstairs to go talk to his family since it was around dinner time. Confusingly enough, no one seemed to be there..."Mom, Dad, Mito?..." the words echoing around the walls of the empty household. Just then he noticed a note left on the table. He picked it up and it read...

"be back soon, took everyone to eat at Ichirakus after training." He was taken aback. Not once had they left him for a family dinner. Why hadn't no one knocked on his door! He hasn't spoken to them since this morning and he wanted to tell them about his studies! Unfortunately, whining about it did absolutely nothing so he heated some instant ramen, and sat down at the empty table.

With the sun coming down and the house eerily quiet he began to eat. He hated silence as he ate...the silence was deafening. Half the time it was all he was surrounded by...and now here he was eating dinner alone, in this...dreadful house. Finishing up his food, he threw away the cup and began to walk upstairs. Opening his door he sat down at his desk, and once more began to read.


Three months into his self study and Naruto had secluded himself to his room, reading and training his body for the harsh condition it would once meet. He only left to greet his family and do necessities. It was borderline obsessive, but he didn't care, this was everything he ever wanted to learn. To be strong, with his family by his side. Although,...Things were beginning to change in the household. Usually he and his siblings had a really good relationship...

Always talking, asking how training was, sharing what he learned, now though they seemed to almost distance themselves from him. This confused and saddened him at the same time.

He didn't know the cause of it, and he tried to ask them, but they would just walk away. He had to investigate to find out surprisingly that they were jealous. Jealous of the fact that even with both parents training them, he was apparently ahead of them in everything Shinobi related. They spied on him in the backyard practicing his kunai and shuriken, the leaf floating exercise...They wanted to all be at the same level, but this was now impossible.

They decided nothing else mattered except catching up. So much so that they trained even harder than before. Naruto also noticed something else that began to change. He was being left out of the family more and more, dinners at Ichiraku's, shopping with the family, going to the Hokage monument. In all honesty he was immensely worried about his family. The dynamic was shifting, and now he barely spoke to his family. The worry plagued him and he started to get distracted more and more. When he confronted his parents if they were okay, they looked to be conflicted, but ultimately settled with "Yes, of course son everything is fine. Is there an issue?". Not wanting to push his family he reluctantly let the issue go.

Another month passed and it got worse, he felt as if he was being pushed aside. He kept seeing them train through his upper window and his parents smiling and guiding them. He once tried to join and they shooed him off. Worse still his siblings were glaring at him! Like he did something! He just wanted what they had! He yearned for that. Why could he not have it! He hadn't had a true conversation with anyone, but the Ichiraku's in weeks. He yearned for their company and yet they brushed him off. It was driving him up the wall. He needed a distraction: something to distract himself from this...this agony.

Thankfully, he found solace in the wonders of Shinobi. Tobirama Senju was his main motivator. Not easily distracted, focused, trained, and loyal. The warring periods were terrible in their own right but, he found himself getting lost in the way they conducted themselves, the way they moved. The legends of the Senju clan. He wanted to be like that. Strong, loyal, focused, so he trained to keep his thoughts at bay.


So, that's indeed what he did. He trained, trained more to be like Tobirama. He read every piece of information in the in-house library. He finished the Shinobi code and tried to memorize every single tidbit of information he had access to. He read that one must never give in to negative emotions when being a Shinobi. He learned one must always accomplish the mission for the good of the village. He even read how to manipulate his emotions to form a mask. A mask to deceive and aggravate enemies and allies alike. Practicing with the mask hadn't been hard at all surprisingly. He would shape his face into different facial expressions sad, happy, angry, etc then just as carefully extract every ounce of emotion from his face.

It was weird...almost comforting in the way the mask embraced him and hid what he was feeling. It became increasingly useful in his household. Now his sisters were blatantly ignoring him, glaring hatefully at him...and his parents...just seemed not to care. He would see them look only at his sisters. Fussing over them...caring for them...never once was he apart of this. This became a pattern so he stopped waiting, stopped sitting down with them, he wanted them to make the effort. They didn't. So he did the only thing he knew how to do and went back to training.


This off and on training went on for the rest of the remaining year. He and his family had grown further apart. Nothing was being fixed and he didn't dwell on it, he just had to last till the end of the year then everything would be fixed...right? His family all included...laughing and talking like old times. Looking at him with fondness. Not dismissal or burning hatred. He could hardly wait. He could help his sisters! His father promised him after all.


Now the end of year came, and once again, Naruto got ready in this time a new style of clothing: A black form-fitting shirt, and long shinobi pants with kunai and shuriken pouches along his left and right thigh. Satisfied with this look be walked downstairs. Seeing his parents up. He sat down tiredly, and took in the conversations going around. When the talking died down he looked expectantly towards his father. "I can begin my training with Mito and Natsumi, right? End of the year right? I learned a lot and I can show you as well..."

He was incredibly nervous but willed it not to show, he had to control his emotions, though his eyes betrayed him showing his nervousness, eagerness and anticipation. The people around the table looked to him Minato, Kushina, and now Jiraya was here to help train the kids. Minato and Kushina were not blind, they saw the strain of their family and though it pained them to no end, they had little choice. They saw Naruto looking at them longingly from his room, they saw the pain when they left him out. They saw his stoic face staring up at them. They saw how their children hardly interacted and the burning hatred they had. They didn't know when it started or how, but it was clearly tearing them apart.

Thankfully, after a whole year, it was done...They could go back to being a real family again. Minato began to speak a small smile on his face...Alright, Naruto, show me what you've learned, and I can determine out where we have to start you on. I've already made a curriculum of what we've done with the twins so all I would need to do is have a shadow clone guide you." His eyes beamed. His Dad had just addressed him! Finally, his family was back! He would show them all how skilled he was! He lifted his hand in the ram sign and started to call upon his Chakra...he called loudly "Henge!" and turned into his father then his brow furrowed and called "Clone Jutsu!" three illusionary clones appeared, and finally he substituted with a chair.

He collapsed on the floor soon after.

Doing the clone jutsu took immense focus and strain. He still hadn't perfected it. He only meant to make one clone...he hoped it was good enough though. Everyone at this point had their jaws on the floor. A five year old unlocking his chakra and learning the academy jutsus?! It's unheard of! He must be a natural born prodigy! Was this why his siblings hated him? How talented and driven he was? They all gazed upon his downed form in wonder. Everyone slowly got there wits back together and now Naruto got up, and brought out a book, the Shinobi Code. He stated that he had memorized all of the Shinobi Code, and was trying to understand the second half of it. At this point many were starstruck. The twins were doing stances, Shurkien and Kunai throwing and a lot of theoretical work, of course unlocking their developing Chakra, but not even close to this.

Minato calmed himself. "Hey all of us need to talk privately about you're training, can you wake up you're sisters for me?" Naruto hesitated but complied "Yes dad" he called and obediently ran up the stairs to his siblings rooms. As he left Jiraya looked to Minato and spoke in a no nonsense tone..."Have you honestly been training the twins to the best of there ability? Giving them more affection? Beyond cared for? Minato seemed to flicker between indecision until he finally spoke "I have been training them relatively hard for children...or so I have thought...We've been neglecting Naruto just to provide more happiness to them. I had approved Naruto to study and train under supervision but he never told me how far he truly was. I'll have to step up their training it seems."

Then Kushina spoke "how is Naru already so far, is he getting mentored by the Anbu gurading him you think?" she questioned quietly. "No, I ordered them just to make sure he didn't hurt himself. This must all be his own drive and determination." Jiraya then spoke again, this time a tone filled with regret he said "Minato I know we promised the kid we would help him...and I know your family is strained as it is...

but as of now he's much too far ahead we'd have to make a different curriculum than the one we have...perhaps we should withhold training him again." a grim frown formed on his face. "He will only go farther, why not give him more time to learn by himself since he seems to be a prodigy of some sort. The twins are so far behind, as it is apparently. As it is, it looks like the neglect is not too severe yet."Everyone glanced down and thought this through. This is a important decision not only for themselves, but there kids as well. There family was decaying but for potential world peace what truly was the price?

Minato looked at both Kushina and Jiraya and responded..."I believe that would be wise...Let's focus more on both twins and leave Naruto once more to his own devices, as you said Jiraya, the twins could be the children of prophecy." Seeing as Minato looked unsure of himself, Jiraya put a hand on his pupils shoulder "It's okay Minato, just remember...I'm with you...every step up the way." As he said this Naruto came back down the stairs "So what's the answer I can start training with the family right?" Though his face held no emotion his eyes once more gave him away. The yearn to be cared for, to be included. Everyone looked to him with apprehension but resolved themselves. This needed to be done.

Or so they thought.

Minato started quite nervously"Uhh...listen Naruto...we weren't expecting you to be so far into you're studies. So far in fact you are very far away from you're twins current skill level. You're sisters are very prideful and that's why...I...no, we have to hold back your training further." Like a thunderous snap, rage rolled through his facade in waves. The mask was breaking. He felt himself slipping and as sudden as it came it was gone. Now back in place was a cold expression, some would say emotionless. Naruto himself willed this to happen. It was to mask how disappointed and angry he was at this. This was supposed to be the day he started, the day things would fix themselves...He Promised. A promise all too easily broken it would seem. It seemed to good to be true...this farce...addressing him, conplimenting him...he should've known. In all his heartbreak no one ever noticed his eyes flicker from blue to a blood-red with a vuloune slit down the middle.

So deep In thoughts, he neglected to see everyone else staring at him intently. Everybody saw the pure malice fill his visage before it vanished and most were worried. Kushina, says rather sorrowfully..."I'm so sorry honey believe me :we all want to train you but, we would have to accommodate for you. You don't know this but you are so far ahead of you're sisters, and since your so far into you're shinobi studies it would do you no good to just sit through what you already know. We just...don't have the resources to keep up with you. We know things have been less than ideal for you, but I promise eventually we'll be a true family again. The twins just require so much more attention than you do. Please understand...for me?"

He looks to his mother now...with that same emotionless expression. Then just as suddenly as before the rage-filled visage came back. He started in a low tone..."You want me to understand?Understand what?! That once more I'll be tossed aside? You have no idea...the silence and misery drowning me in these walls. The repetition of being continuously left out! I can understand help with Kyuubi..., but this is borderline ridiculous! What is it that I don't know?! Some sort of divine intervention saying I'm not good enough!" He roared at the top of his lungs. Everyone was frozen whether it be the killing intent saturating the air, how close that statement truly was, or the blue eyes now turned red with slits. Everyone knew it was bound to happen, a child can only take so much before he lashes out, but they couldn't reconcile the image of the bright blue-eyed boy that looked to them with love and kindness. Now they saw the true malice and hatred that was building up because of what they thought, was insubstantial neglect. He stomped away past his starstruck sisters, and into his room slamming the door shut.


As soon as the door was shut he sat down and began to sob. The anger lay forgotten, the malice went back into the depths of his heart, and now sadness has taken its place at the front.

Was there something wrong with him? Why couldn't he have what other families had? He stared longingly at families when he walked outside to Ichiraku's. All together. As one. Was he...not good enough? He just wanted to be held, loved...that was all he desired...to make them proud...to see his siblings laugh. Was that all too much to ask for?


As soon as he was done sobbing he began to be ashamed of his actions, even if he was angry, sad, and fed up, yelling never solves anything. Yelling at people who at the very least house you, and keep you fed was worse. Deciding to at least apologize for yelling, he opened the door and was about to head downstairs when he heard a tidbit of conversation that chilled him to the bone.

"I hate this just as much as you do neglecting a child... just to achieve world peace..., but this must be done, with the twins demanding more and more of you're time, them actively not including Naruto for whatever reason...And now this worrisome attitude, alerting him to the prophecy that may contain his sisters would be disastrous. He could have long lasting self-esteem issues, and develop some sort of grudge against them. I don't want that and you definitely don't, so that's why as soon as possible we have to train and include him. The neglect he has suffered has to heal! After his outburst he sits back down and everyone seems to be in deep contemplation so deep in fact they didn't hear the small gasp of Naruto on the stairs eavesdropping.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA CLIFFHANGER! Although, I'm not doing this just to be cliche or anything like that. I want to know if people enjoy what I write and any gripes people have with it. For example maybe you don't like the way I phrased things, or maybe my grammar wasn't exactly up to par. Point being it's feedback time. Not only this I want to know what arcs people want. Do you guys want a "Journey to the wave" or for instance a training arc. All I know is I wanna involve anyone who helps me in any way shape and form so I'll take all suggestions and if I see enough of it it will most definitely be added. Also of course any compliments I will take. I wanna know what I'm good with as well. Thank you for reading and I hope I can do everyone right by starting this story with feedback. Also if anyone can let me know of any good word processors out there it would help me soooo much. Thank you!

Redid this chapter tell me if it's better and or worse. I did some experiments here. I gave him a more angry personality and in my opinion, it's honestly better. Think about it. A child traumatized by the Kyuubi attack only having his family to support him, and then when that support leaves he begins to bottle up his emotions and unfortunately even in real life they always boil over. It took me a long time to get the ideas for this chapter right. I personally think it's a lot better but I'm not sure maybe you preferred it the other way. I'm now starting chapter two rewrite give some suggestions to include if you want it.