Author: I've got a few people to sign up on my board...but besides that, it's kinda empty. Then again, I'm in a good mood today, so I'm updating early.

Zexion72: yes...spiders are crazy and yes, paper work DOSE suck...unfortunately, I have plenty of it.. cries

dragonized: yeah, for once, he's not gay...XD...I don't want to even think about the children though...

loaned: ...(slips him a note, looks left and right)...tell them you were sent by UC...they'll understand. (disappears into the shadows)...( gets kicked out of the shadows by Shikamaru)

Arazashi Hatake: I'm glad that you love to read the story...I'd make a smiley face, but the damn computer would erase it if I did...XD

lover143:...I meant a hell of a lot more guys review. Only four, including you, have seemed to be reviewing lately...and kori-hime doesn't review anymore..vv...that, and I was hoping to have it end up like this...

THE REALLY SHORT ADVENTURE OF THREE MALE'S AND 1000 WOMEN.

All three of them look at the 100 women and cower in fear.

Guy: Dude...we have to fight all of them? ( looks at the women grinning and gulps)

Dude: yeah, we do...crap...

Man:...it's not so bad, at least will die happy...( see's the women form rasengan)...or not

Dude looks over at Man: why do you say that?

Man: because, they're using rasengan...an if I'm right about were they're going to aim, then were going to have a slow and painful death. (both Guy and Dude grab there balls)

Guy/Dude: NO! ( Guy and Dude look over at Man)

Guy: why are you here anyway?

Man: ...because, I have this cool ax...( points to ax, while Dude and Guy look at each other and nod.)...what?

Guy: since you have such a cool ax...

Dude: you can fight off the women...later ( both Guy and Dude run off)

Man: YOU BASTARDS! ( looks behind him to see 1000 women slowly surrounding him)...oh...shit...

END ADVENTURE.

But hey...this still works...

Jeikobu Kyoudai-teiru: it's already here...

Thanks for reviewing.

Senyor Fier Mensheir: glad you liked it and thanks for the review...

Yeah Iruka indeed...

disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Enjoy the fic.

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Why the forests sing...

" Eight years can do a lot." Naruto stated, as he looked at the condition of his old home. The people of konoha, for some reason, had avoided it for eight years. Probably because it was a reminder of the 'incident' that happened. Nothing had changed, Naruto could tell that much, even at this time of night. The moon light shined down into the living room, or what was left of it. He could easily make out anything in the room.

He remember a lot of things, looking at all of this after all this time. So many memories about what had happened and about what they had done. He remembered what he would do with his family before it had happened, what he had done with his friends in the year before it happened. Naruto only had one thought when he came into this house, or the ruins of it.

" What a shit hole."

Naruto moved around the room, looking for something important. It was something that most people would over look, or wouldn't touch. That was how it kept the scroll safe, how his mother was able to keep it hidden. Now if could only find what he was looking for on the ground he could...

Naruto found it.

Naruto was now hovering over a very simple thing, a rug. One that most people have over looked for eight years. He had to wonder how the people of Konoha could be so stupid as to think a rug had gone through a fire un-scratched. Then again, it was tacky, so no one would give a shit. In Konoha, all something had to be was flashy to impress someone. That's why his uncles choridi got so much attention, because it looked interesting. They considered the choridi the 'ultimate' lightning jutsu, saying that a person was bull shitting if they told them the truth and told them that it was only a mid-level jutsu. The Coridi was NOT the 'ultimate' technique, yet people didn't realize that.

Naruto shook his head, as he reach down and removed the rug from it's place on the ground. He moved it to the side to see a hidden compartment. Naruto formed a seal, whispering something at the end. The compartment glowed a bit, before slowly opening on it's own, Naruto smiling at his handy work. Inside was a small box, colored blue and having the Uzumaki symbol on it. Naruto lifted the box up and opened it.

Inside was a scroll, a small, but important scroll. This was what he had been waiting for, the thing that would connect him a little further to his mother's side of the family. Naruto slowly unraveled the scroll, looking at the contents on it. After a few minutes, Naruto bit his thumb and began to wright his name in the scroll. After another minute, naruto rolled the scroll back up and placed it back in the box.

" The next time I fight him..." Naruto said, while a symbol began to appear on his arm. It looked like two snakes intertwining one another. Naruto's eyes started to seem like they were burning, letting his hatred get the best of him for that one moment.

" I'm going to kill Orochimaru..."

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It had been quite a few hours since he looked through the remains of his house and found the snake summoning scroll. The scroll itself was now resting inside the confines of his fathers workshop, so it could now be left at peace. Yes, Naruto believe that objects felt emotions, like others before him, though not they're own. They felt the emotions that were put into it's making. If someone made a with a fiery passion, then the sword would also have that passion. A person could not truly call themselves an inventor unless they've crafted at least one item that has all emotions.

Or in other terms, they've put their very heart and soul into making that item.

Regardless, he was now on his way to a very important meeting right now. It was important to him anyway. He had missed it for eight years now and would not miss another, it was one that he both hated and looked forward to at the same time. He really did miss her, and looked forward to get to spend some time with her. Even if it were to only be for a moment.

He still needed to worry about his plans, so he would not have much time for a visit. If he was going to save as many as possible, then would need to show up at the jounin exam finals on time. He needed to be there before they arrived...or else he might lose his cover. Naruto was just glad that there were no rock-nin in the exam, he didn't want them to se him like this...

He had finally arrived.

Naruto was now standing before a grave stone on top of a hill. It was a plain grave, only having a few words on it. You'd figure that Jiraiya would have made it something flashy, but then again her tastes didn't go along with his. Naruto smiled down on the grave, feeling the wind blow by him. The few trees that were close to him shook in the wind, making it sound like a type of...song? Naruto's smile grew, as he continued to listen to the trees...

At least they didn't forget her...

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Hinata had been searching for quite some time for Naruto, having looked around half of konoha for him. She had gotten up early and headed over to his fathers place to see if they could go to the exam arena together. Even though she passed it on the way there. When Sla told her that Naruto had already left before hand, she set off to find him wanting to spend as much time with him as possible.

She would soon in the future, in about six months she would finally be sixteen. After waiting so freakin long she'd finally get what she deserved. Which is the right...to have Naruto when ever she wanted. What? Of course she cared more about him then to just simply fuck him, but she had been waiting for four years to do this. Afterwards, she would have the guy all to herself.

Hinata smiled at the thought.

Seriously though, she had been waiting a long time for him. Rejecting others offers and going through the insults of being called the demons bitch. But she still held out to the end, specially since the people that were hitting on her were the ones calling her the bitch. They're balls didn't last long after that remark, but they had to learn it some way or another.

She was Naruto's bitch and damn proud of it, or would soon be anyway...only for him. It was sure as hell better then being they're bitch.

Hinata continued to walk through Konoha, searching where ever Naruto could be at this time in the morning. It was 10 a.m. and the exam began at 11. She would need to find him as fast as possible, or else have to go back empty handed...and with no one to talk to. Hinata continued to search the streets, before she had an interesting thought. Hinata reached into the kunai pouch behind her and pulled out something.

It was a black book, just plain black. Hinata opened the book and looked through it. Today was the day, Hinata had completely forgot about it. She still needed to visit her, to pay respect to the person that had helped Naruto so much. That, and Hinata just liked her from the very start, truthfully missing the energy that the women had.

Hinata closed her book and made her way to visit her. Though she would need to run if she wanted to visit her and pay respect, she did have a exam to attend soon. Hinata's mind calmed down from the thought of missing the exam, a new one taking it's place. At least...

...She didn't forget her...

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After a small run through the streets of konoha and running on top of the buildings to avoid friends and relatives, she finally found him. He was now looking over a small grave stone on a hill. The hill was looking toward's one of the gates, as if to be a sign of something. Hinata looked at Naruto's face to see that for one of the few times that she had seen him after all these years, he had a serious expression.

Hinata walked up to him quietly, trying to give him some peace. She also needed to pay respect to her, but was on a time limit. As soon as she was right beside Naruto, she stopped and stared down at the grave stone. Naruto didn't even glance at her and continued to look at the stone.

" Don't you have a exam to take." Naruto asked, his voice not full of bitterness, but curiosity. Hinata just continued to stare at the grave stone, not once looking at him.

" The exam can wait." Hinata stated, while glancing at the words on the stone once again. Hinata then looked over at Naruto. " I was wondering if you were going to be there to watch my fight." Naruto thought for a moment, before turning his head towards her.

" I was...after I visited her." Naruto stated, while Hinata silently nodded. Both of them looked back at the grave, a comfortable silence between the two. A few minutes later, Naruto sighed. " Do you think...that she's proud of what I've become..?" Naruto asked, Hinata closing her eyes and giving the matter some thought. After taking a few minutes herself to think about it, she gave the only answer she could.

" I don't know." Hinata replied, Naruto looking at her with a confused expression. "And I never will know. I'm not her in any way, and I'll never know what she thought about or had hopes for." Hinata sighed and looked over at Naruto.

"But what I do know is that she wouldn't want you to shape your future around your past." Hinata stated, while she turned her head towards Naruto, a smile on her face. A smile slowly formed on Naruto's face, as he felt Hinata's fingers intertwine with his. Naruto turned back to face the tomb stone one more time, his eyes scanning the words on it...smiling all the way.

Here lyes Uzumaki Anko, a woman that proved she was hero.

Even if only in the heart of one child.

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It had been a nice walk back to the arena, for both of them. That was exactly what Naruto needed to hear, what he had been waiting to hear. He felt free, even if only just by a little bit. He was far from finished with what he had to do and he needed to continue to move forward. 'They' were going to show up soon and he would need to be prepared for when they did. To protect the ones he cared for.

Not like that was many...so he didn't have much to worry about.

Hinata had been smiling the entire time ( Naruto went back to his lazy expression), never once letting it drop. She was too happy about what had just happened and what she wanted was now in her grasp...literally. Hinata was even able to suppress the perverted thoughts and fantasy's that had been programmed into her mind by The Fifth and his wife over the years.

Hinata also liked the shocked expressions of the people that saw them. She held back a smirk, looking at them in amusement. Some of them had been trying for years...yet Naruto accomplished it in three months. Of course he had a head start of nine years, but it's not like he did anything in between that time. Even then, she remembered all the things the villagers would say about them...

But hey...Details, who needs them?

Hinata shook out of her thoughts, while Naruto looked at the arena with interest. It was large, painted with a green tint color and with no roof on it. That was understandable since some jutsu either required a lot of room to jump, or were so destructive that they would bring the roof down on top of everyone.

Thousands of people had gathered in the arena. Hell, it was hard just to get through the damn crowds. Naruto resisted the urge to use a Doton jutsu to get through the crowds, but quickly diminished the thought. He really couldn't remember the last time he just spent time with Hinata, that didn't involve training anyway. It was...nice to be able to enjoy this.

Something that he didn't get to for long, since they had arrived at the point were the fighters would head into the arena itself, while the bystanders would head for the bleachers to watch the fight. Naruto stopped and turned to face Hinata.

" Well, this is it. All I can say is give it everything you've got, and if your about to go down, make it one hell of a show." Naruto stated, while Hinata continued to just stare at him. " Wh-?" Naruto stopped when he felt Hinata press her lips against his. It wasn't really all that forceful, rather just a really light press. She pulled back a second later.

"That's really nice Naruto-kun, but you forgot to wish me luck..." Hinata then ran towards the entrance of the arena, turning back to look at Naruto. " See yah Naruto." Hinata ran towards the exit once again, as Naruto just stood there in shock... It was awkward to say the least, not something he was expecting. A thought ran through Naruto's head, as a grin slowly formed on his face.

Yep, he seemed to be having one hell of a day...even if it was supposed to be one of sorrow. Irony was a pain in the ass at times...

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"Lets see how far they can go." Naruto stated, getting comfortable in his seat on the bleachers. Who ever designed these's seats did a horrible and cheap ass job. If Naruto ever found them, he would need to have a 'word' with them on not to design such uncomfortable things. If you design something, then you put everything into it. A inventor can easily tell when a person didn't really give a shit about it something by the way it was designed.

Basically, the designer didn't give a shit, so the chair turned out like shit.

Naruto just shook his head, as he began to look at the bored in front of everyone. They had decided to chose the fight's randomly in order to truly test the chuunin's capabilities. I mean, if they knew who they were going to fight, then they wouldn't be as realistic as if they were on the battle field. Naruto grinned, as he looked down and saw all of they're nervous and battle ready faces...

He remembered when he was nervous about combat, the rush of it over taking you bodies sense's. The way you had to think on your feet in a true fight, having to always improvise and out think the opponent. But now, those day's where gone and all he wanted now was to leave that behind him. Maybe he could soon after taking care of 'them', if he was lucky...

If...

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author: nothing much else...read and review. I'd leave a smiley face, but it didn't show up last time...so yeah...

oh, before I forget, don't say that i'm rushing Naruto and Hinata's relationship, most people would have them banging by now...