"Hey you."- Someone speaking.

Hey you.- Normal rendition of Naruto telling the story.

'Hey you.' More specific thoughts Based on the situation.

'Hey you.' Unknown voice.

xXx- Flashback beginning/end

XXX- Story break

Obviously, I don't own Naruto. But enjoy my spin on this AU anyway, enjoy(: -ST

Childhood could best be described as just a fleeting phase in my life. The parents that had watched over me died when I was eight years old, leaving me to deal with the reality that was the modern world. Making a quick and resourceful learner out of me. A little poverty here, a little hustle there, but I made it through adolescence regardless of the obstacle. A success that can be contributed to what little help I got, and more so the determination I had to prove to others that I could survive in this world.

My godfather Jiraiya had been somewhat of an inconsistency in my life. He'd come to my aid after my parent's death. Postponing a promising writing career as he housed and fed me until I was 12, after which he began his travels again as an author. More or less leaving me on my own again. Keeping me housed in an old family cabin and visiting less than a handful of times a year.

But from then on, I wasn't really looking for a parental figure anyway, or even a family really. I stole and conned, eventually establishing a reputation as that detestable orphan everyone loved to hate. All to sustain the most important person I had left in my life.

Me.

And it seemed like every time I reached out for support, I was the bad guy. And for the life of me I still don't understand why.

When I was bullied for being a little different.

"Well maybe you shouldn't be so weird?"

When a bunch of teenagers tried to rob me for my grocery money.

"Well did you give them a reason too?"

And most importantly, when my parents died.

"You know Uzumaki. Maybe it was your fault they crashed. If you weren't so annoying, maybe they wouldn't have come to pick you up from detention in the first place."

All my life seemed to sound like a cry for help. Like I was just the boy who cried wolf. Scheming my way around, making it on my own. Like everyone out there was fiending for a piece of me. Like the little blonde headed brat couldn't possibly handle himself, so why not take advantage?

Eventually I managed to find a few people that would stick by me, my friends, good ones at that. Sasuke and Sakura were two people I know I could rely on; hell maybe even trust with my life. We were together through thick and thin, even when we didn't always see eye to eye we managed to salvage a friendship that I'm sure would've lasted a lifetime. From that friendship, I was able to give people a little more of myself, even going as far as to ask out the girl of my dreams, probably the first girl to ever really steal my heart.

'Haha damn, I'm pretty sure I never got it back either.'

But now things are different. I finally found a place to belong, even if only temporarily. My luck however, someone was already threatening my new family. I could smell the thick copper scent of blood on the other side of the pond. And now some wolf. Some killer, breathing, snarling beast was looking right back at us. The only difference between now and then, is that now everyone knows the wolf is real. There wasn't some scared little brat crying wolf and being expected to handle the threat himself.

The glow of a stare met my gaze as Kiba and I crept along the ice, peering at us through snowed over bushes and dense shrubbery. Out stepped a beast of a man.

Black and red eyes that looked alive even in the dim, moonless night. White, lazy locks sat atop of his head and a bloody black scarf covered his mouth from view. Oddly enough he was also the only other besides Hinata who seemed to have a tail as well. A dusty silvery grey, bushy tail that fell just above the ground as he casually walked his way toward us.

"Lee. Take Gaara and get back to the house. NOW." Kiba lowered himself to the ground as he crept carefully over thinned ice. Eyes never once leaving the stranger.

" And Naruto, you'll help me bring this bastard down... I smell Shino's scent all over him." Sure enough the familiar scent in the air resonated with me as I soaked in Kiba's words. The man before me was most definitely drenched in Shino's blood. The white snow beneath him crunching under his bare, bloody feet. "Haku, watch or back." Haku gave a nod before fading into the dark behind us. Lee had Gaara up in arms and was off in a flash before I even had time to say my own piece.

"Ahh you'd be correct. But the name is neither "Dead" nor "Bastard". In fact, my name is Kabuto, and I'm very much alive. But your friend... Shino, was it? He's seems to have had an accident."

'Kabuto? Where do I know that name?..'

As Kiba slowly advanced towards Kabuto, Naruto instead froze in place. Focused on the stranger's movements as he his hand faded into shadow as he pulled something from behind his back.

A bloody black framed pair of circular glasses.

"Ran into the big bad wolf as it were."

Of course, I just met Kiba and his pack, but they took me and Hinata in without question. They took in two scared strays out of kindness, and to be honest I feel like that calls for some sense of loyalty.

'Right?'

'It's not about loyalty. It's about power. And this mutt is trying to take what is rightfully mine.'

'What in the hell are you talking about? And who the hell are you anyw-'

'Silence boy. You may address me as mighty Kyubi, and right now you need to let me take control of the situation.'

"I'm going fucking crazy. Like hell if some voice in my head has any control over me." I realized I'd spoken aloud when Kiba looked over to me with a sharp raise of the eyebrow.

'You're mistaken if you think that was me asking permission.'

The air stood still that night as the night peaked at midnight. A rush of cool air was the only thing that could be heard above the silent snowy field. Naruto found himself bending to the will of the voice as he fell to the ground. Clawed hands gripping in the snow as spine cracked and tweaked with his now bulging form. Ankles arched as his feet busted through the seams of his shoes, cementing his stability as his hands and feet kept him steady just above the ground. Red and orange fur grew like bloodied grass through the thin skin of his face.

The red in his eyes pooled deeper than the sun the morning prior.

"Naruto... you alright pup?" But words fell on deaf ears. Because it wasn't Naruto that charged at the white haired man. But an enraged beast.

XXX

"Do you too feel that?" Hinata was currently being lectured on how to properly control her newly acquired tail and ears by Ino and Tenten.

"Feel what?" Ino asked as she weaved a brush gently through her hair. While Tenten playfully pulled on her pointed ears.

" I think... I think I can hear someone running in our direction? But it's something else too."

" Oh sweetie you're just really hyper sensitive right now. These puppies can probably hear your own heartbeat!" Tenten continued to pull on Hinata's large ears much to her dismay. "That's probably just lee and the boys. Lee always likes to be first."

"Not that I don't mind the hospitality but I though you two were supposed to be helping me control all of..." Hinata motioned towards said ears and her current worst enemy. Her tail. "This."

Ino switched from the brush to hands as she began to make simple braids in her indigo hair. " Ah but this is helping, you just don't know it yet. The key to getting through a black moon is control. If you're relaxed, then you have absolutely nothing to worry about." Tenten gave a smile in agreement.

" I guess that makes sense. But if I don't?" Ino stopped her braiding and Tenten noticeably straightened her demeanor as she stopped teasing Hinata and moved to take a seat on the bed. Ino's pause only lasted a moment until she broke the silence while simultaneously scratching behind the lioness's ears.

"To put it lightly Hinata, tonight can bring out the worst in any of us. Control is on a skyscraper high tight rope right now and there's no telling what can trip you up." The primal majority of Hinata took over as she let out a soft purr from the attention. "But don't worry" Ino embraced her as she pulled both arms beneath her neck in a gentle squeeze. " If Kiba says you're family, then you always have someone here to catch you should you slip." It was Tenten's turn to speak as she got up to join the embrace.

"Yeah. Even if you DO come off as a little bratty. We take care of ours. No matter what." Hinata scoffed at her remark as she hugged her back.

"Th-thank you girls. This means a lot." She felt a slight tug at her smile as a tear threatened to drop ever so slightly from the corner of her eye. But the tender moment didn't last long as her joy shifted to an irritated buzzing in between her ears.

"Jesus, it sounds like a bullet train is headed our way."

The door slammed open with thunderous force as Lee burst into the room.

"Ino! Gaara is down stairs, he needs your help ASAP. Tenten and Hinata follow me, quickly." Ino bolted down stairs without hesitation and Tenten not too far after. But Hinata remained rooted in her chair, an obvious look of confusion on her face.

"Wh-what happened? Where's Naruto? The hell is wrong with the guy downstairs?!" But Lee was upon her before she could spit out any more questions.

"Hinata we don't have time for this, they need all the help they can-"

"And what is that FEELING? Seriously can no one else feel that fucking horrible feeling?? It's lik-like my blood is screaming!" Hinata was in heretics as she fell to the ground, gripping at her long locks. Pulling harshly to distract from her distress; causing lee to cradle her in concern as she thrashed around on the ground.

"No don't fucking touch me!" Hinata shoved Lee to the floor as she continued to claw at her scalp.

"Um, Ino!" Lee yelled down the corridor as he tried to calm Hinata down. " I think we have a problem." Lee's hand slowly retracted as he crept back from Hinata towards the door. She had gone still with her hand gripped tightly around her loose braids. Her screams had stopped and she didn't even seem to be breathing.

"Lee help... I can feel his pain. So much his pain."

Something was wrong. Very wrong.

"So much pain..." Hinata began to whisper something incoherent to herself as switched to a rocking fetal position, arms gripped firmly around her knees.

"Whose pain Hinata?" Lee regretted his choice to approach Hinata as her palms shoved him forcefully through the bedroom door.

XXX

Drip, drip... drip

I think I finally understand the worst part about the quote on quote "insane". They tend to leap forward into life, completely unguided by choices and tough decisions. Completely unaffected by rhyme or reason.

They just, do.

And because of that. It's like there's no obstacle, no vices, no hardships. Nothing. Just pure existence as they cascade forward without a care in the world.

And as I look down at my hands. 'My pale clawless hands'. I notice that I am still. That I'm not moving forward, or doing, or living. Just sitting still in front of a tall, story high cage masquerading as a wall. But all around me could be described as dark at best and it's as if almost nothing were beneath my feet. And I can't stop myself from counting the consistent dripping as I tried to calm myself to deal with the surreal event.

"1, 2, 3."

One would think that only insanity could describe my current state. My mind had been hungry for the flesh. And my body even hungrier for the killing of the living creatures around me.

But what could be worse.

There was a voice guiding me the entire way. Something constantly vexing me.

'Move there.'

'Kill him.'

'Take this.'

Eventually exceeding suggestions to actions as my body crept along the snow. But it couldn't possibly be me that was moving the gears.

Because I was here.

And whoever the hell Naruto Uzumaki was, was on the other side of that cage. Ripping and tearing at the white haired man as he danced away. Laughing wholeheartedly at my efforts as my body reached frantically for his throat. His own canines glistening as they reflected against the soft white snow on the ground.

"67, 68, 69."

But perhaps the only thing that scared me. Truly scared me, was that the voices didn't just speak. No what haunted me changed my entire perspective as I looked at my life through the eyes of another. Just like every pyshco out there, I was conversing with a voice that had yet to be see in any form of physical manifestation. The problem being that when I spoke to him, he spoke back. The mighty Kyuubi he called himself. And right now, In this moment, I'm certain I've lost all sanity. Or rules that bind me to the limitations of a normal man.

What other explanation could there be?

Because now I'm watching third party as my body began to feast on the flesh of man, howling deep into the sky at a moon that wasn't there and a God that clearly couldn't hear my pain.

As the carnage continues to play out in front of me I continue to ponder the possibility of something greater than I, controlling my body. Or perhaps Orochimaru fucked me up mentally on a level I can't quite comprehend.

I could feel a mental sigh as I watched in silence.

'81,82,83.''

A/N: Do you like Naruto's realization? What's going on at the Inuzaka home? Why the hell is it snowing? Let me know.

Peace- Sober T