Naruto uses his blood to draw the safety seal on the High Priests of Jashin. Once the seal is dry, they will be able to go in and out of the Temple as much as they want. He also teaches the high priests how to draw the seal so they can draw it on their underlings in inc for one-time access.
"Alright," says Naruto's Grandpa, once the Order all have seals of either inc or blood on their arms. "Let's go clean the Temple! Come, Shisui - you must help."
"Why not the rest of the team?" asks Shisui, looking a bit disappointed.
"Because we are going to examine Neji's seal," explains Iruka-nii. "And since Neji is staying here with us, you have to guard Arashi. That is why we are travelling with him, remember?"
"Oh, yeah, we're on a mission. Forgot about that." Shisui laughs nervously and scratches the back of his head.
"This is what happens when you pick up a random team member on your way out," sighs Neji, crossing his arms and shaking his head.
"He's not the smartest of Uchihas, is he, eh?" comments Pantsu.
Naruto, Iruka and Naruto's Grandpa all start laughing. Neji's face twitches. If Gramps Pants knew about Itachi he would laugh too, probably.
"Alright Neji," says Iruka, briskly. "Let's have a look at that seal of yours." Neji takes off his forehead protector, revealing the Caged Bird Seal. Iruka gazes at it with mild fascination. "This is a horrible seal."
"It is, eh," agrees Gramps Pants, leaning over to get a look at Neji's seal. "This seal makes it a little too easy to enslave someone, eh?"
Looking slightly uncomfortable being so close to Iruka and Pantsu, Neji says, "That's the point of it. It is a slavery seal."
Naruto sits on his heels and stares at the Caged Bird seal. The sight of the seal brings back the memory of his fight against Neji in the chunin exams. Naruto only won that fight because of the Nine Tails.
The Nine Tails.
He's kept enslaved by a seal too. Enslaved by Naruto.
Naruto did as Iruka suggested and talked to Killer Bee about being a jinchuuriki, but now he is even more conflicted about the whole thing.
Naruto drags Killer Bee to the stream where he trained with Pervy Sage.
"What's this about, fool, ya fool?" asks Killer Bee. Something about her speech sounds unnaturally forced.
"I don't know how to feel about being a jinchuuriki," says Naruto, all in a rush. He wants to get this over with as soon as possible. "People expect me to control Mr. Nine Tails, and I know lots of jinchuuriki - like Gaara - will die if they can't control their bijuu. But I don't want to, it doesn't feel right. People say it doesn't matter and that it's better for everyone if the tailed beasts are sealed away, but it all sounds like slavery to me, and I don't blame Mr. Nine Tails for trying to destroy the Leaf whenever he gets the chance cause I probably would too in his position, and that thought scares me. My Uncle said you'd be able to help because you befriended the Eight Tails...what should I DOOOO?!" Naruto whines out the last word helplessly.
Killer Bee is silent for an agonizingly long time. She stands with her arms crossed and her eyes focused on the ground, nodding every so often. Naruto waits impatiently, feeling as if he might die from the suspense.
Finally, Killer Bee looks at Naruto and says, with rhythm, "You got a dilemma, like I've never seen. You heart is pure and motives true, but me and Eight Tails got some advice for you." Music starts playing, and Naruto realizes Bee is trying to rap. "You don't wanna control the kyuubi, and Eight Tails is touched, but he wants to warn you: if you don't control the fox, the fox will control you, fool, ya fool. The mighty bijuu, they respect strength, and if you can tame the Nine Tails, he might respect yours - but that's all speculation of course. Fool, I agree with you, ya fool: the bijuu should not be enslaved, but our ancestors were after POWER, they had different ideas back then, and now we have to pick up the slack! YEAH!"
"Umm…" Naruto is even more confused than before. "That made no sense, 'tebayo."
"Let me lay it down, it's plain to see," raps Killer Bee. "I agree, imprisoning bijuu is wrong, but by this time they are all messed up and need our love. Like a wild cat, he needs to be tamed, to know who's the boss, fool ya fool. First comes respect, then friendship ya see: soon enough you'll be like Gyuuku and me. We started out rocky, and hated one another and now we friends, ain't nothing gonna sever-"
"BEEE!" the Raikage barrels through the trees and grabs Killer Bee in a headlock, preventing her from rapping another word. "I told you NO RAPPING! WE ARE LEAVING!" then he turns to Naruto. "I am sorry you had to hear that. You are too young for the kind of emotional scarring Bee's rapping will cause on a mind."
"But I need to talk to Bee!" protests Naruto.
"Not my problem, brat!" growls the Raikage, and runs off, dragging Bee along with him.
"What just happened?" yells Naruto, pulling at his hair in frustration. "That didn't help at all!"
"Naruto, what are you flashbacking about?" asks Iruka, interrupting Naruto's flashback.
"That one useless piece of advice I got from you about talking to Killer Bee," says Naruto, pulling a face. "Bee was no help at all. This just reminded me of the conversation, that's all."
"I see," says Iruka, raising his eyebrows. "So you are still no closer to figuring out your dilemma?"
"No," says Naruto, sulking.
"Hey!" Burifu runs over to them, covered from head to toe in thick mud. "When are we gonna start the sealing stuff? I am bored of making mud pies."
"Now," says Naruto, firmly. "I am done flashbacking for now, 'tebbayo."
"Good," says Neji, nodding firmly. "Flash backing when you are involved is uncomfortably life changing."
"Isn't that a good thing?" asks Iruka, dryly.
"OI!" yells Burifu indignantly. "You said we were doing sealing! I want to do sealing!"
"You heard the girly, eh," drawls Pantsu, puffing on his pipe. "Let's get on with deciphering just how badly the Hyuuga clan messed up mah seal, eh."
Mikoto is taking a little too much pleasure in teaching Itachi how to knit baby cardigans. Itachi is annoyed and frustrated by the task, but part of her grounding sentence is handcrafts that she detests. So Itachi must knit, and Mikoto is taking great delight in her daughter's suffering. Mostly because, for once, Itachi is behaving like the teenager she is.
"Can we stop now?" asks Itachi, petulantly. She glares daggers at the dog's breakfast she made of her knitting project.
Mikoto smiles sweetly. "Of course not. You wouldn't abandon your training simply because it was unpleasant and did not go your way, would you?"
"No…" forces out Itachi, through gritted teeth.
"Hello, ladies," says Fugaku, cheerfully as he enters the living room with Eizo tucked under his arm. Eizo is mostly upside down, with the Hokage hat sitting on his bottom.
"Hi Dad," says Itachi, quickly. "Do I really have to do this knitting?"
"If you mother says you do, then you do," says Fugaku, quite firmly.
Mikoto smiles promisingly at Fugaku over the top of Itachi's head. Fugaku winks knowingly back.
"EW!" says Itachi, uncharacteristically whiny. "Get a room!"
"We will," says Mikoto cheerfully. "Now get back to that knitting."
Itachi pulls a face and goes back to angrily failing to knit evenly. Then she scowles indignantly. "Stop that!" Itachi snaps, glaring down at her stomach. "That feels weird! Stop it!"
"Itachi, who are you talking to?" demands Mikoto.
"My baby," snaps Itachi, moodily. "It is kicking me."
Mikoto laughs. "Get used to it," she says.
Fugaku dumps Eizo on Mikoto's lap and heads for the window.
"Where are you going?" asks Mikoto. "You are on dinner duty tonight."
"I am going to kill Shisui," says Fugaku calmly. "I'll bring home some takeaways when I am done."
"Dad, Shisui went on a mission," says Itachi. "He will be out of the village for a while, so you won't be able to find him, kill him and be back in time for dinner."
"How do I not know of this?" demands Fugaku. "I need to know where Shisui is at all times so I can chase him all over the village screaming bloody murder every time Itachi hits a pregnancy milestone."
"Fugaku," says Mikoto patiently. "There is a way you can attempt to kill him from the safety and comfort of our living room. But I will tell you once you have gotten us our dinner."
"PIZZA!" shouts Eizo. "Me want pizza! Daddy make pizza!"
"What kind?" asks Fugaku, sighing and glancing out the window longingly.
"Pineapple!" yells Eizo.
"No!" protests Mikoto. "You don't put pineapple on pizza!"
"Yes you do," argues Itachi.
Fugaku sighs and sneaks out of the room while Mikoto, Itachi and Eizo argue about whether or not pineapple belongs on pizza. Itachi and Eizo are in favour, Mikoto is horrified she gave birth to not one, but TWO children who like pineapple pizza. The argument does not matter in the end, because Fugaku makes two pizzas, one of which has pineapple and one that Mikoto hogs to herself while her husband joins her children in eating the awful pineapple pizza.