Minato's POV.

"He killed three boys, Minato. I think that it's time we settle things." Danzo states coldly. "I believe that Naruto should be taken somewhere far away from the village, under someone's watch, possibly under my watch."

I look around the room to see everyone nod in agreement. The elders look very impressed with Danzo's suggestion, and I even catch Hiruzen nodding in agreement.

"No, you're not his father or legal guardian. You don't know what's best for him, he's my son!" I lash out, the room beginning to feel tense.

"You think you know what's best for him? He can't benefit to the village because of your help, he's not even able to become a proper ninja with his lack of training. If he was to be under my care I could train him to become a useful shinobi, one who knows right from wrong. There would be no more incidents like the one that recently took place."

"But, he just had a seizure! He doesn't know who I am, we can start over. I can train him, teach him right from wrong, I can become the better father."

There's a long pause. Danzo takes a sip of his tea, the liquid swishing as he picks up the cup, and a small sizzling sounds as he takes a small slurp.

"From what you're saying, this gives you two options. You either take care of your son, or resume being the Hokage. Given your past efforts, you can't maintain both."

It's so quiet you can hear a pin drop.

One of the council members clears their throat.

"Your decision, Hokage-sama?"

"This meeting isn't about me, it's about the punishment for Naruto."

Danzo glares at me.

"I know, and you're actions are the cause of this."

"Listen, like I said before I can start o-"

"Minato. Choose."

The walk back to the house was a rollercoaster.

It's like all of the emotions that have been stored inside of me just exploded.

I probably looked physco, walking down the street pulling at my hair in frustration and biting my lip to keep from bawling in public.

I just hope I come up with a solution by tomorrow morning.

Walking into the house, I am greeted with probably the cutest sight I have ever seen.

Naruto is wrapping some kind of feathered shawls around Kakashi's neck. He grabs lipstick, and some other cosmetics, and smears them aimlessly on his face. Then to top of the look he makes Kakashi wear my reading glass, which look really funny along his one solid black eye, and then awkwardly hang over his headband.

"Hold still Kakashi, I have to make sure this looks perfect!" He says throwing some powder onto Kakashi's face. Choking, Kakashi swats the powder away.

"Naruto, I understand you're the 'beauty guru' here but, could you try not to choke me? And why are we even playing a girly game?" He whines, and playfully nudges Naruto. He rolls his eyes in annoyance and continues to lather some…makeup on Kakashi.

"'Cause I'm bored and that Barbie T.V. commercial inspired me!" He proclaims, his eyes burning with determination. He sure looks like Kushina when he's determined, it's scary.

The door closes behind me, making a noise, and they both look over. Naruto's eyes light up when he realizes it's me, but Kakashi…well he turns like fifty shades of red. He pries at the things on his face, but Naruto quickly grabs at his flailing arms.

"What are you doing Kaka-nii?! You're ruining the look, Minato has to see it!" He says trying to restrict a very embarrassed silver haired jounin. I walk over, trying my hardest not to burst out in laughter, and examine Kakashi's look.

"Wow, Naruto you're a natural. This looks great!" I say earning a "told you so" from Naruto and Kakashi's face just looking annoyed. "You should wear this more often Kakashi, it'll help you get girls more than that book you read." I smirk and watch, as he turns even redder than before. Naruto shoots us both a million dollar grin, and hops off of Kakashi's lap. Kakashi retreats to the bathroom, earning small snickers from me as he passes.

"That's what I've been trying to tell Kakashi!" Naruto says, but I can see he's not really serious as he erupts in a fit of giggles. "But seriously, I put flour in his hair." He says in between snickers. I laugh at his behavior. He's acting so kiddish, so unlike himself.

Ten minutes later, a red faced Kakashi walks back into the room. His whole entire face looks like it has the life rubbed out of it. Small hints of makeup still smudge around his eyes, well eye. I chuckle inwardly as he walks past us and receive a nasty glare from my fellow student.

"I'm going home, see you."

In a puff of smoke, he's gone.

Naruto turns around to face me, his eyes bubbly.

"How was your meeting Minato? Any cool hokage stuff happen?"

I swallow hard. Looking at him before me, his eyes are beaming with excitement awaiting my news, but I can't, I can't possibly tell him what really happened.

So I shrug, and rest further into the lumpy couch.

"Nothing special really, just statistics and such."

Naruto's face twists in slight confusion, probably because statistics is a "big word."

"Sounds boring to me…"

He plays with his little fingers a bit.

Breaking the silence, I decide to ask him a few questions.

"Naruto, you know that killing is wrong…someone taught you that right?"

He stops playing with his fingers.

"I know it's wrong, but it's hard when you know it's wrong but someone is telling you do it. That it's okay." He slouches his posture and mutters," I just wanted to win, just once."

"And who is this someone?"

"The thing in the back of my mind. It keeps on yelling at me."

He must mean Kyuubi. This must mean that he doesn't remember anything I told him in previous years.

I'm not going to go through that horrid speech again, not here, not now.

"I can help you, whenever you feel like its taking control come straight to me. I promise I won't let anyone hurt you."

Naruto gives me a surprised look.

"But, what if it…I hurt you?"

"Who do you take me for Naruto?" I chuckle and he rolls his eyes in embarrassment.

"Sorry." He mumbles under his breath, puffing out his cheeks.

Looking at him, I can't imagine why anyone would think he's a monster. He looks and acts nothing like one. Just an innocent kid.

My little boy.

Those villagers, what a bunch of spiteful idiots.

Naruto's POV

I feel a whole in the pit of my stomach. I feel like throwing up, crying, and laughing all at the same time.

I killed three boys. Sure, Minato is acting like it's not my fault, but deep down inside I know it is.

I know we're taught as shinobi to kill, even though they were bullying me for the past two years, I can't help but feel that what I did will come back and haunt me later.

I hop off the couch and put on the fakest smile I can make. As it crosses my face, I feel the whole in my gut envelop my whole being.

"I'm tired, I think I'll head to bed Minato." I chirp and take light steps upstairs to show my bouncy attitude.

"You don't want dinner?" He asks.

I shake my head and continue up the steps.

Once I'm in the safety of my room I sit down on my bed. The hot tears spill uncontrollably from my eyes.

I really am a monster.

As much as anyone wants to convince me otherwise it's true.

Minato told me that I hold it prisoner…but what kind of jail keeper am I If I let it do whatever it wants constantly. If I let it talk nonsense to me, and kill.

Kill.

The word runs a shiver down my spine.

That's right kid. You're just like me.

I grab onto my pillow and bury my face into it.

"Stop, please." I choke out in-between sobs.

The voice in the back of my head just chuckles.

Never. It growls, making me wince.

I grab at my hair, and tug slightly out of frustration.

"Who would even put a freaking monster inside a nine year old?!" I scream out.

It becomes silent.

Why don't you ask your 'guardian'? I'm sure he knows the answer.

The sarcasm is noticeable in his dark voice.

My eyes widen, the tears stop spilling, and my breath catches in my throat.

Minato made me a monster.

"But, why?! He's so nice?" I say, my voice weak hoping that he's lying.

That's what he wants you to think. He's only using you now, and later on will kill you, take your power, and forget all about you. Trust me, this has been done before to jinchuriki. It's not like he's your dad, so why would he care?

I begin to feel dizzy, and it's like the room is spinning.

"What power?"

My power, kid.

My hands begin to shake.

"N-No, Minato wouldn't do that…he wouldn't."

The demon chuckles, making the wind rip into my room. The cold breeze makes me shiver, my tears drying up.

Why else would he take you in? He just wants your power, he is a shinboi after all. A shinobi lives for power.

And then it clicks.

He's just being nice to me, so that I can warm up to him and then when he gets the chance he'll kill me and take my power. Well, the monster's power.

So, that's why he wanted to "train" me. He wanted to see just how easy his target would be to defeat. And all that crap about the fact that I'm keeping the demon prisoner is fake. He only said that so I don't get suspicious of him. That he in fact sealed the monster inside of me, that I'm cursed because of him.

Bawling my fists up, I feel a growing hate towards this man.

How could he? He doesn't even know what the heck I went through!

And as soon as the thought enters my mind, it is attacked by all the good memories of Minato.

I don't know what to think of him right now.

All I know is that I have to get out of here.

Opening the window, and standing on the ledge.

I look back.

The smell of something being cooked fills my nostrils, the warmth of the room, the cozy memories of Minato's hug. But, then a growl erupts inside my head and I remember his real objective.

He's just like everyone else.

Why did I ever think he was different? I should have just left that first day.

A tear escapes my eyes.

It falls onto a picture standing on the windowsill, just as my feet hit the earthy ground.

The picture is of two blondes.

Father and Son.

Minato's POV.

The tears won't stop. I clutch my bed sheets.

Whenever I think back to the meeting and that ridiculous decision, I just don't know what to do.

I don't want to give Naruto to Danzo. Knowing him, Naruto will learn to be a human weapon, not a boy. He'll grow up thinking that his only purpose is to fight, kill, sleep, and repeat.

And we just started having a normal relationship. We're finally not avoiding each other. We're finally becoming a family.

And his memory loss... Danzo won't even bother tending to that. He hates me, so I don't see why he would want Naruto to find out I'm his father.

But then again…

It's been my dream ever since I was young to become Hokage. I don't just want to give it up. I've worked so hard for it, so freaking hard.

My hands slam the bed in defeat.

What am I supposed to do?

I look over to my right, at the empty spot where my wife used to sleep every night.

"What do I do Kushina?" I whisper.

And just before I can bury my head into my pillow and weep some more, I hear the click of the window being opened in Naruto's room and then two feet hitting the ground.

Jumping from my bed, I race to his room.

The breeze from the outside hits my face, my hair dances in the wind.

The window is wide open, and there is no sign of Naruto.

"Naruto?" I call out.

I look out the window, and notice that the patch of grass below is slightly dented.

Did he jump from the second story?! He could have gotten hurt…or killed!

I jump out as well, and begin looking for him.

Please, please don' tell me you've run away from me.

AN: Okay so yah here it is! Quite a hard decision for Minato don't you think? AND YES OMG THIS CHAPTER DOES LEAVE YOU WITH QUITE A LOT OF THINKING BUT PLEASE DON'T RUSH TO CONCLUSIONS.

Firstly, Naruto has to have some kind of internal conflict. Kyuubi HATES Minato with a burning passion and just wants Naruto's life to be miserable. So, he's trying to separate the two. (Don't worry Kyuubi obviously won't have it his way) *ring* oh wait hold up guys I have an incoming text from the thing living inside of Naruto. Brb.

Kyuubi: Why not brat.

Me: Cause it's my fanfic furball.

Kyuubi: ...

Me: :D

Kyuubi: i hate you.

Me: love u too boo

Okay IM BACK! XD

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And this chapter is super super duper low on inspiration since I'm actually sick while writing this, and I'm super depressed about all the work school is firing at me. D: So I might rewrite this chapter and reupload it, I'm not sure yet. (Who am I kidding I'm way too lazy) So, yah if that happens don't be surprised.

Yah, but let me know what you think, and if you have any suggestions as to where I should go from here please let me know! (But, seriously cause I'm dying trying to figure something out) XD Although I do have a few things in mind, I don't mind hearing suggestions. (:

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