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Here's the next installment of The Legend of Uzumaki Naruto!

Sakura walked down the street, dimly lit by the rising sun, lost in another world. Her mind was in chaos, and it was only her determination to know the truth that kept her from breaking down on the spot. For the information that she had spent many days gathering had just revealed to her a terrifyingly possible answer to the question she had been burning to know for a while now. It was an answer that she didn't want, and was desperately seeking a way to debunk.

She had just discovered, through many agonizing hours of research, that Naruto, her teammate and friend, quite possibly could be the demon that had murdered so many hapless shinobi fourteen years ago. Naruto quite possibly could be the Kyuubi.

But he also, thankfully just as possibly, couldn't be.

After discovering the startling truth, a mere two hours ago, she had spent every ounce of her remaining energy poring over the texts that she had gathered. She had racked her brain for every bit of information that she had learned, and was able to thankfully find some possible holes in her initial theory.

But she still wasn't sure. Her mind was cluttered with so much information that she felt it almost impossible to think clearly. And yet, she didn't believe she could rest until she had discovered the absolute truth. Hence, the problem she faced was one that she didn't believe she could do alone.

She needed someone to help her. Someone her age, unbiased, and that could help her retrieve the truth that she sought so persistently.

Thankfully, she knew someone exactly like that.

The sun was halfway over the horizon, shining a deep reddish-orange through the many trees that surrounded the village. Its steady rising, and the warm glow that it cast over the street gave Sakura some comfort. She felt as if it were rising to light her way, encouraging her in her journey to find the final truth of Naruto's mysterious past. But she didn't necessarily know if the final truth would be something that she would be willing to accept, and so her comfort was diluted with unease.

She finally arrived at the house she sought, and walked up to the front door. She hoped, that being ninja, its occupants would already be up and about.

However, considering it was the house of the perpetually lazy Nara Shikamaru, her hopes were as dim as a candle on its last centimeter of wax.

She knocked loudly on the front door twice, and listened against the door for the sound of footsteps. She waited for almost a minute, before raising her hand to knock again.

Just then, however, the door swung open to reveal a kind-looking woman, with dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail, soft black eyes, a slim, yet womanly figure (which Sakura almost found envious), and all in all a very motherly disposition. She smiled warmly at Sakura.

"Good morning, can I help you?" she said, politely.

"Yes," said Sakura, smiling through her exhaustion, "is Shikamaru awake? I need to talk to him about something. My name is Haruno Sakura, by the way, I'm a friend of his."

The women cocked her head to the side, thinking. "I don't believe he is awake…" she said, "but I think that because it is the first time a girl has ever come to this house, save Ino-chan, we can wake both him and my lazy husband up!"

She then turned, not giving Sakura a chance to protest, and called up the large staircase behind her. "Shikamaru! Get up! There's a pretty girl here who wants to speak with you, and I won't let you make her wait another second! Shikaku, if you don't get up in a minute, there'll be hell to pay!" She said it all in a saccharine sweet tone, but it nonetheless made Sakura shiver unconsciously. It was as if a deadly poison laced every word, hidden behind the woman's cheerful and melodious voice.

Judging by the way that both Shikamaru, followed by a tall, scarred man with the same pineapple shaped hairstyle as him, who could only be his father, fled down the stairs not a moment later, both breathing heavily, Sakura correctly guessed that this women was not one to be crossed.

"How troublesome…" they muttered simultaneously, as Shikamaru's mother moved out of the way, revealing Sakura standing at the doorway. Shikamaru raised his eyebrows in surprise at seeing the girl, while Shikaku just grunted, and moved away from the door into an adjacent room. Shikamaru's mother followed, smiling, and said, "Treat her right, Shika-kun, and don't do anything that I would disapprove of!"

Shikamaru blushed slightly, looking down, while rubbing the back of his head. "Geez, what a troublesome woman," he said, quietly so that his mother didn't hear. He then turned to Sakura, frowning at her. "Any particular reason you had to get me up at this hour?"

Sakura smiled apologetically. "Sorry. I didn't have a chance to stop her." Her face then turned serious, though it was tinged with exhaustion, as all of her expressions were. "I…need your help. Do you know a place where we could discuss things in private?"

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow. "About what?"

"Naruto."

The other eyebrow shot up this time, and now Shikamaru looked interested. Judging by her fatigued posture, haggard hair, and the two large dark rings around her eyes, as well as a look of worry in her eyes, Shikamaru guessed that she had been up all night researching what the Hokage had allowed her to: the origin of the mysterious chakra that he had demonstrated using at the Chunin Exams.

Shikamaru nodded, and pointed behind her. "There's a hill a ways over that way, which I usually use for cloud-watching. It's almost always deserted, so we can go there."

She gave him a grateful smile, and they both walked in that direction. Neither spoke as they walked. Shikamaru wondered briefly what Sakura's news might entail, as well as wondering why Sakura had chosen to speak to him, rather than someone like Ino. Sakura, however, was organizing her addled thoughts so that when the time came to reveal Naruto's secret, it would be as coherent as possible.

Soon they reached a large clearing in the trees, slightly smaller than a field, where there was a small hill. It was peaceful, Sakura noted, looking around to see nothing more than a few sparse trees in the clearing itself, and a small brook running off to the side, down towards the Konoha River. She could instantly see why Shikamaru liked this place; especially when he had to deal with Yamanaka Ino almost every day of his life.

Shikamaru led her to the top, and immediately sat down, his legs crossed. He looked at her, though he looked like he wanted much more to lie back and fall asleep.

"So," he said, "what have you found?"

Sakura took a seat in front of him, slightly grateful for the chance to sit down. She didn't respond for a moment, still trying to gather her thoughts. Shikamaru waited patiently, and when she finally did speak, it came in a torrent of words and feelings. She expelled everything that she had learned in the past few days, and it came in such a rush that Shikamaru, even with his quick thinking mind, found it hard to keep up with the girl. Perhaps, too, it was because of the shocking news that Sakura had begun with.

She believed that Naruto was, in some shape or form, the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon that had attacked their village almost fourteen years ago. While at first he found this almost impossible to believe, Sakura had explained her reasons for it, and he found that it was exceedingly difficult to argue with her logic.

When Sakura finally finished, Shikamaru felt as if his own mind was now in the same state as Sakura's. The flood of information had capsized the steamboat that was his mind, and so for a few moments, he simply stared at her, trying desperately to think of something to say.

Finally, deciding that it was better to use the source of the information, he spoke.

"Geez…that's a lot to take in. Why did you come to me with this anyways?"

"Because," said Sakura, "out of all the Rookie nine, you not only are the least judgmental, but you're the most intelligent. I need someone to help me with this, Shikamaru…"

Shikamaru sighed, "Fine, then lets go back to the beginning. You said that you believe Naruto is the Kyuubi because he has no parents, he has a lot of the traits the demon boasted, he was born on the same day the demon was 'killed', and everyone in the village once hated him, even Iruka-san. Is that right?"

She nodded. "Right, but I've already found holes in that theory…but I don't think they're enough."

Shikamaru gave a nod, "And those holes are?"

"His blood type, for one thing," she said, "I don't think such a thing would be applicable if Naruto were a demon. Blood types and Rh factors are restricted to humans only, and Naruto had both of those."

Shikamaru nodded again. "What else?"

Sakura racked her brain. "The biggest factor, I think, is that everyone but us seems to know about this. Both Iruka, and Naruto's apartment managers were at one point disgusted and extremely hateful of Naruto. However, over time, they grew to like and even care for him. If he were a demon, would they knowingly do that?"

Shikamaru thought about it. "My guess is no. However, despite this, you seem to be doubtful, why?"

The pink-haired kunoichi looked at the ground, staring at the pleasantly green grass. "Both of them are subject to the fact that I know not a thing, and neither does anyone else, about demon physiology. A demon could have a blood type similar to that of a human, say, if for instance, it took the form of that human. This scroll I found," she produced The Bijuu from her weapons pouch, and handed it to Shikamaru, "is probably the most detailed document of demons ever written. Yet, even it admits that it is hard to say what creatures as powerful as the Kyuubi are truly capable of. And…" she trailed off.

So Shikamaru said it for her. "And so you think that the other factor, the fact that people have grown to like Naruto, follows that same mentality, due to the fact that he might be doing something to influence them?"

Shikamaru winced after spotting the crushing guilt displayed on Sakura's face after his words. Although he immediately regretted them, he knew that they had to be said. Sakura wanted the truth, and therefore, no matter how disgusting it felt, they had to consider that everything was possible until they had reached a definite conclusion. He unrolled The Bijuu, and scanned own until he found the Kyuubi, near the bottom. He scanned the information about it, and was surprised by really how little about the demon was known.

"The Kyuubi is the oldest, likely, of all the Bijuu. So old is it, in fact, that nothing about its origins have survived to this date. Their have been countless theories onto how it came into being: some say that, perhaps, like Shukaku the Sand Priest, it was once human, and due to its corruption in life, in death it became a demon of such rage and power that no other could match it. Others say that it hails from another world entirely, brought to this world by followers of a cult a millennium ago, of which there is some material evidence. Still others believe that it is the earthly embodiment of the wrath and wickedness that is prevalent in all humans. All of this is still pure speculation, however, and even though there have been many reports of the creature over the last thousand years, there is very little truly known about it. Perhaps this is another reason why it is the most feared."

Shikamaru sighed again. This was becoming increasingly troublesome.

"Let's move back," he said. "Why do you think Naruto is the Kyuubi in the first place, other than those reasons? I don't know a whole lot about sealing, other than the basics that were taught in the Academy, so what makes you think that the Fourth simply sealed the beast's power in its own body? What if he used a medium?"

Sakura paused, and then felt the full fury of her mental self, barraging her with a series of Tsunadean punches. Perhaps it had been her desperation, or her sleep-deprived mind, or the sheer amount of knowledge that she had forced herself to absorb in the last twenty-four hours, but she had forgotten completely about that aspect of sealing.

She had forgotten something so obvious that it seemed to her that not even Naruto would forget it.

Mediums other than scrolls weren't commonly used in sealing, but a human medium wasn't so far-fetched. The problem was that keeping such a powerful creature contained would take an immense amount of chakra, as well as a very complicated seal. But… both could be achieved if the sealer used his own life force as the chakra, and was as talented as the Fourth. Her mind was suddenly clear, as she latched onto the idea like Jiraiya's eyes onto her master's ample bosom.

"That is possible…" she said, "and I'll admit that I hadn't considered it." Her mind suddenly clicked, and she snatched the scroll from Shikamaru, scanning the Kyuubi section until she found what she was looking for.

"Jinchuriki," she said, slowly. "Maybe that's what it is…."

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow. "Care to share?" he said.

"This word jinchuriki," she said, "they use it frequently throughout the entire scroll, but never give a definition. But they use it almost as if…the jinchuriki was some type of container, and if what you say is true, then its possible that those containers were humans."

Shikamaru nodded, the idea growing on him as well. "It would also make sense with the other things you found out. If Naruto were simply the container of the Kyuubi, then he'd likely have been an orphan before he was used, perhaps because of the fact that no one would miss him if it failed. It would also explain the blood type."

"But what it doesn't explain is why all the secrecy. I mean it's clear that everyone but us knows of this, but if that was so, then why did they not only never tell us, but also hate Naruto in the first place? If he were just a medium, then why would they hate him? If anything, they should worship him for being the one to carry such a horrible monster with him wherever he goes."

The chunin thought a moment, trying to think up a plausible reason for why they would do so. He grasped at an idea that seemed unlikely, but decided to voice it nonetheless.

"The hate could have been caused by people's irrational fears that Naruto would simply be the demon, rather than having it sealed in him. Both you and I are fortunate enough to not have lost anyone in that fight, but I don't believe that there are very many in this city that can say the same. With so many people grieving for their loved ones, isn't it possible that, due to one person's, or perhaps several people's fears, it spread to the rest and people decided that because they couldn't really blame anyone else, why not blame the boy the demon had been sealed into?"

Sakura nodded, though she was still unsure.

So Shikamaru continued. "Do you remember why everyone disliked Naruto back in school? I just realized that aside from the pranks and the annoying attitude, I never really knew why I distanced myself from him. He wasn't that bad a guy, I remember, just a little loud, and even that I could tolerate because some of his pranks were kind of funny."

Sakura nodded a little, recalling similar thoughts. "I didn't think he was so bad at first, either. But I think it was when I heard a bunch of the other kids saying that their parents had told them that Naruto was a monster, and that they should stay as far away as possible from him. I also saw that just about all the teachers, bar Iruka-san, seemed to hate him with a passion. I guess my original thoughts of him developed from there. They didn't change at all when he started hitting on me, in our second year at the Academy together, and it was only until I really began to see what he was like, several years later, that my view of him changed."

Shikamaru inclined his head briefly. The same was true of him.

"But that still doesn't explain why they didn't tell us…oh!" it suddenly came to her what Shikamaru was going to say about that. She had no real evidence to base it on, but it fit perfectly with the information that they had at present.

"Maybe," she said, "they couldn't. Maybe the Hokage, whom I remember cared for Naruto a lot, I think, foresaw that something like this would happen, and so to give Naruto at least a fighting chance at making friends someday, he made it so nobody in this generation could know about the Kyuubi sealed inside him!"

Shikamaru nodded, feeling as much elation inside as Sakura was displaying on her bright and smiling face. "And it would fit with all we have discussed before, too. In order to make it so nobody would find out, he limited all of Naruto's birth records to just say that he was born. And it explains why Kakashi-san's, Iruka-san's and Naruto's apartment manager's lips were all closed to this matter. And as for why we distanced ourselves from him, it was obvious that the parents of some people, rather than outright telling their children, simply impressed upon them the fact that Naruto wasn't a good person. At that age, even I tended to accept most things my parents told me."

Sakura felt relief for a few seconds. She let her body relax, and almost fell back onto the grass, her search having finally ended.

But once again, doubt reared its hideous head, and shredded through the thin relief she had just felt with razor-sharp claws.

"But…we don't know for sure," she said. "I want to believe it…but what if we're wrong? What if Naruto really is the Kyuubi?"

Shikamaru was already lying down on his back, and was staring up at the deep blue sky. "So ask the Hokage. Ask Kakashi-san. If you tell them our theory, I'm sure they'd respond. But what's important, I think, is what you really believe, Sakura. Do you, disregarding any information you may have learned these past few days, and using all of the time you've spent interacting with Naruto in the past, truly believe that he might be the Kyuubi?"

Again, Sakura found herself silent in response to the boy's words. But she took them to heart. She pushed, with great difficulty, everything that she had just learned about Naruto from her mind, and considered the question with just what she had learned fighting alongside the blonde, treating his wounds, cursing at him, pounding him into the ground, and simply being with the person that she had come to regard as a teammate, and more importantly, a great friend.

And she found that the answer was so amazingly simple, that she found she deserved another mental railing from Inner Sakura.

How could she not have seen it before?

"I don't believe Naruto is the Kyuubi."

She said the words with absolute confidence. They came directly from a place that Sakura had seldom used: her heart. They were uncluttered with vestigial thoughts; they were some of the truest things she had ever spoken. She then began to speak more, never wavering in the ironclad conviction that now laced every word.

"I realize now that even considering it is so stupid, pathetic, and all around foolish, that I deserve to spend two days locked up in a room with Jiraiya-sama in only my underwear. Naruto is an idiot, a loudmouth, and a pervert. But he is also a friend, a teammate, and a great shinobi, and he has done so much for me, and for everyone else, that I am ashamed for even thinking that Naruto could have been the demon fox."

She was standing now, and for several moments, all traces of exhaustion melted from her visage, and she looked as strong and unwavering as a mountain. Her hair was ruffled by the invitingly warm breeze that passed her, and her smile became so peaceful and pretty that Shikamaru found himself staring unabashedly at her, his cheeks tinged with red. Then she fell backwards, landing with a soft thumb on the ground next to him, her smile never wavering.

She opened one eye, and looked over at Shikamaru. The boy quickly looked away, hiding his embarrassment.

"There you have it," he said.

She smiled a little. "You know, Shikamaru, I was pretty hesitant to come to you with as big a problem as this, but I found that, despite what Ino says, you're a pretty reliable guy." Her smile grew wider. "Thanks."

He nodded, his eyes drifting to the sky once more. "Geez, that woman's too troublesome. In payment for helping you, can you get her off my back for a few days? She's been pretty annoying lately."

Sakura, meanwhile, had gotten to her feet once more, and was stretching. "Sure, but you could fix it yourself, you know."

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh? How?"

She smiled coyly at him. "Ask her out on a date. She's a little jealous at how cozy you've been with Temari-san lately."

Shikamaru gaped at her a moment. "She hasn't been here for a couple of weeks. And I haven't been getting cozy with her," he added, glaring sourly at her. Temari was just a troublesome female, almost as bad as Ino, but a little bit wiser than his blonde teammate.

Sakura shrugged. "Maybe so, but I think that you're clever enough to know that girls' minds work a lot differently than boys'. But I'll get her off your back, since you've been such a great help."

She then turned back towards the city, her back to him. The breeze once again ruffled her pretty pink locks, making her brush them out of her eyes again. She really needed to cut it, she decided.

Then, she said, not turning to face him, "I really can't say enough about how thankful I am, Shikamaru. You're a great friend to me as well as Naruto for helping me with this. I think he'd appreciate it a lot. I hope the other genin are as helpful and supportive as you."

Shikamaru nodded, his face remaining passive, and as Sakura walked away, he shouted to her, "Get some sleep, you look like you need it!"

She didn't respond, but he didn't have to see or hear her to know that she was smiling. She was soon gone, disappearing into the trees around the clearing, leaving Shikamaru alone.

He stared into the clear blue sky.

"Hmph. A date? How troublesome."

Tsunade found herself smiling, as Sakura, looking reborn after a shower and a nice nap, stood before her and related the results of her search, and her final conclusions about Naruto's secret. The girl, as she had expected, had gotten almost everything correct, and much of it being merely educated guessing. She was once again reminded why she had taken this girl as her apprentice.

"Well done, Sakura," she said, smiling widely at the girl. "I honestly didn't expect anything less from you. I think Naruto'd be just as impressed. He's lucky to have such a great teammate, don't you think?"

Sakura preened at the praise, and blushed at the woman's last words. "Thank you, master…I'm just glad that I understand Naruto a little better now." And she honestly meant it. She now had an idea of how much Naruto had suffered in his life, and she promised herself that she'd never treat Naruto like she had before again.

Tsunade sat back in her chair and regarded the girl. "I'm a little disappointed that you had to go to someone else for help…" Sakura deflated instantly. " But I suppose if the outcome's the same, then there's no real harm in it. I take it you're going to tell the others?"

Slowly, Sakura shook her head. "It isn't my place. Both Shikamaru and I have agreed that we will keep this a secret until Naruto wants us to tell them, or they find out themselves."

"Good," said Tsunade, nodding. "Technically, the information you know is illegal. You are still a genin, and it was against the law set down by the Third for anyone below Chuunin to know of it. I'd think it best that you kept it to yourself, until you become a Chuunin. I won't say a thing."

Sakura blinked, taking the information in slowly. "So the information that I know…is illegal for me to know?" she said, her voice laden with fear.

Tsunade nodded, mentally smirking at the distressed look Sakura adopted. The girl was the type to never do anything wrong, and to do just about everything that was asked of her, and to listen whenever someone spoke to her. It was obvious that she had done very little to get herself in trouble in the past, and Tsunade found it oddly amusing to see her apprentice react in such a way.

It reminded Tsunade of herself, back when she was a genin.

"Are you going to tell Naruto that you know this?" she then asked, interrupting Sakura's worried mutterings. "All you'd have to do was get Jiraiya to summon Gamakichi, and you'd be able to tell the little creep what you wanted to say. Don't you think Naruto should be aware that you know?"

Sakura, without a seconds delay, simply shook her head.

"No," she said. "I want Naruto to see my face when I say that I know. I want him to be sure that I am completely sincere in saying that I don't care if he has a demon sealed inside him. I think that can only happen if I am right in front of him when I'm saying it."

Tsunade smiled. She was surprised by the answer, for it was one of the first times since she had accepted Sakura's request to be her student that the girl had sounded so heartfelt and sincere.

Naruto did have that effect on people.

Tsunade then cleared her throat, and sat up a little straighter, attempting to look slightly more dignified. "The Chunin Exams, occurred just a few months ago, as you know."

Sakura nodded, of course she did. That was the Chunin Exams that Lee, Neji and Tenten had gone to, and all three had passed and become Chunin. They had held a big party for the three of them, which had ended in Lee getting drunk and causing a indeterminable amount of property damage to the restaurant they had held it at. Suffice to say, the three of them, though Chunin, had spent every day rebuilding the restaurant and the two shops on either side of it. It made Sakura giggle whenever she thought about it. And after a week of constant searching and frustration, she found it good to giggle.

"The next ones are going to be held in the Sand, three months from now," her master stated. " I think you should go."

"Tsunade-shishou…I don't have a team…so how can I go to the Chunin Exams?" said Sakura, blinking in surprise, and a little shocked by the suddenness. Then again, she reasoned, she had been training for almost a year.

"Perhaps not yet. However, as you might know, there has been a theoretical vacancy in one team for the past year or so. Their sensei believes they are ready to take on the Chunin Exams once again, and would be happy to accept you into it for the duration of the exams."

Sakura listened, with horror welling up in her throat like bile, making her speechless, when she realized whom the woman was speaking of.

"M-master…you can't…" she whimpered.

The door suddenly slammed open behind her, and a loud, shrill voice filled the room.

"Hey! Forehead girl! Say hello to your new teammates!"

Yamanaka Ino and a subdued looking Akimichi Chouji now stood in the doorway, with the former striking an arrogant pose, her obnoxiously long hair flowing in the non-existent breeze; the latter was steadily devouring a large bag of potato chips, looking like he didn't know the girl that stood next to him, and by some chance he had simply wandered in. Sakura suddenly felt as if the gods, who had smiled on her not hours before in showing her that Naruto wasn't a demon, had now changed their minds and decided that she needed a tad more misery in her otherwise dull life.

Working on a team with Yamanaka Ino….

It was a cruel and unusual punishment. Even for the gods.

'This is all your fault Naruto…you too Sasuke,' she thought.

Naruto sneezed, and gave a whimper of pain at the sudden jerk of his head. His body was felt like it had been slammed repeatedly into a stone wall with enough force to at least shatter said wall, and then had been hit with a meat tenderizer (with spikes) a dozen times in each of the softer areas of his body. Oddly enough, it was not far from what he had been doing for the past few hours. Thrall, it seemed, had made a full recovery, and punched just as hard as ever.

'Are you sure that you're up for this?' Tsuwabuki asked, trotting alongside him.

The blonde nodded wearily. "Yeah, I gotta, or else I'm not gonna get stronger, and you're just gonna get more useless."

She growled. 'Useless? I provide useful commentary on all of your defaults. You should be thanking me, if anything, as you now know what to improve upon."

Naruto glared back at her, sticking his tongue out. He must have looked rather foolish, as several orcs snickered at his action as he walked past them. He ignored them, idly rubbing his sorer arm as he recalled Thrall's lesson.

He'd started off with simply testing to see if Naruto had improved in using the other two techniques. The blonde had, of course, and Thrall had been suitably impressed by the improvement in the boy's use of both the Kongou and the Kazaashi. And so he had done exactly as he had said he would, and had begun teaching Naruto the coolest style yet: Kaenhira, the Fire Style.

Or at least, he had shown Naruto how to do it by demonstration. The boy had been amazed when Thrall had obliterated a large rock with a single punch, showering the area that they had chosen as their training spot (a little ways outside the back entrance to the city, where there were plenty of rocks to destroy) with molten rock shards. He had then explained the technique in detail.

"The Kaenhira is the most offensive of the styles. It is only used for attacking, even when it is combined with the other styles. It is straightforward in its ability to learn, but few can master it due to the amount of control, and the patience that is required. It is easy to misuse, as well, and can just as easily cause damage to the user as to the opponent."

He had then clenched his fist, and punched the air in front of him. Naruto felt a wave of heat pass across his face, drying his lips and making his eyes water.

"At first, you will not be able to due much with it. You must start by molding the necessary chakra using hand seals. In a real fight, this is a very slow action, and therefore it is best to master as much of the style as possible before you use it. By molding the chakra many times, you will eventually learn to use it with half-seals, and then finally no seals at all. At that point, you can begin to hone your control. A true master of this style is not limited to simply using his fists."

To demonstrate, he had blasted not one, but three rocks simultaneously, driving his elbows into two of them, as he kicked the other. They all exploded in a flash of fire and smoke, forcing Naruto to shield himself from the falling debris. The technique had alighted his interest, but had also gotten him curious on the only style he had not yet seen used.

"What about the Water style? Are you going to teach me that?" he had asked.

Thrall had looked at him evenly. "Perhaps. But you are not quite suited to using that style, I think."

"Why not?" the boy had exclaimed, annoyed.

"Because it requires many things that you lack in spades. I would consider teaching you one half of the style, the Shunsuigai, as it is fitting of your quick thinking mind and erratic fighting style. However, the other part, the Heisui, requires patience, diligence, and control. You do not possess much of any of those, I am sorry to say. Either way, it would not do to dwell on it until you have completed this part of the training."

He had left it at that, and had then begun teaching Naruto the necessary seals in order to mold chakra into the correct form for the Kaenhira. Naruto had memorized them fairly quickly, and so the rest of the time Naruto had attempted to use the Kaenhira itself, while under a constant stream of attacks from the Warchief. And thus, by the end, Naruto had had little success with the attack, in addition to being covered in bruises, cuts and burns.

Thrall had then left Naruto, telling him to get a quick bite to eat before he went out to receive his lessons from Rexxar.

The blonde had done so, and after collecting Tsuwabuki, had begun making his way towards Orgrimmar's main entrance, where he was supposed to meet Rexxar.

The sun was at its zenith when Naruto did arrive at the front gate. Instead of seeing Rexxar, however, he spotted the massive bear, Misha, lying near a rather nervous looking guard. The bear got up when she saw Naruto, and lumbered through the gate into the long entrance hall. Naruto and Tsuwabuki picked up their paces, and soon fell into step alongside the bear.

It was quite hot outside the gates, perhaps even hotter than inside the city. Even the slight breeze did nothing to help. Naruto was sweating heavily as Misha turned to the right off the path, heading towards a large cropping of rocks a couple of hundred feet away from the small farmhouse that sat beside the city entrance. Small pigs watched the odd trio as they walked by, backing a little away from Misha when she turned to look longingly at them, and even further when Tsuwabuki licked her chops, staring at them as long as she could.

Naruto's lips were dried and cracked when he finally arrived at the thicket of boulders. The faint buzzing of insects, the distant calls of birds, coyotes, and other such animals grew noticeably louder as Misha led him into the center of the boulder patch. But there was nothing save Rexxar's gargantuan body, sitting cross-legged in the center.

Rexxar didn't move, even when Misha brushed up against him, and lay down beside him. Naruto noticed that he even let numerous bugs run across his face and body without flinching. He seemed more a part of the area than any sort of living creature. In fact, Naruto realized that he was unable to even smell the half-ogre, a remarkable feat, especially since Ogres usually smelled quite a bit when they sweated.

He thought about announcing his presence, but realized that Rexxar doubtlessly knew he was here. He looked at Tsuwabuki, who had sat down directly across from Misha. With a shrug, Naruto followed her actions, sitting directly across from Rexxar, cross-legged, and then waited.

For a time, they just sat there, taking in the sounds of the world around them. Naruto tried to rein his quickly escalating boredom by listening to the orchestra of nature that played nonstop. It was something he had done quite a bit in his youth, he remembered, because back then he had had little to do but create games to amuse himself. One of them had entailed heading into the forest, a place he had always loved, and then listening for a familiar sounding animal. After finding one, he had used everything at his disposal to find it, and capture it if he could, before repeating the process anew.

It made him smile a little. Even his past had had some good moments.

His reminiscence was interrupted suddenly, as Rexxar spoke.

"You are a strange human, Uzumaki Naruto."

Naruto frowned at him. "Huh? Why?"

"Because you are one of the few that I have ever seen connect with the earth in such a way. Instead of appearing here, and badgering me with questions on what you might learn, as I, and Thrall, expected you too, you simply wait, and you listen. I have seldom met a human who can listen as well as you to the sounds of this world."

After wiping away a sweat drop caused by how little faith Thrall had in him, Naruto shrugged. "Really? It's not that uncommon where I come from, though. People listen to the natural world all the time there."

It was no lie. It was one of the most basic aspects of being a ninja. They used their environment in the best way possible: they became one with it, so that they could use all that it bore. It was the foundation of many ninja techniques. Water jutsu used the water around them, unless they had enough skill to use the water within their own bodies. Sand jutsu was used when Sand was present, and even some fire jutsu as well. The ninja, in order to be effective, needed to use whatever was available to them.

"Then they are far wiser than the humans of this world. For many years, I have known humans to place themselves on a pedestal above nature, and instead of living with it, they subjugate it, and pervert it. They take from it, but do not give back. They do not experience it; they are oblivious to its true beauty and power."

"But they can learn, right?"

Rexxar cocked his head to the side, looking at the blonde. "Can they? You know your kind far better than I do, child."

Naruto folded his arms across his chest, and harrumphed. "Of course they can. They just need some good teachers. It's not like they've had anyone to help them learn in that area, you know."

Rexxar inclined his head. "Perhaps. But I wonder, do you always think so highly of people? It would seem that you do not doubt the potential that anyone can be receptive and good."

Naruto flashed him a trademark grin. "It's how I am. I've needed to think like that as for as long as I can remember."

Rexxar was silent a moment. For a while, they simply sat, once again taking in the sounds and sights around them. Rexxar had closed his eyes, and took several deep breaths, looking the picture of peace. It was odd, for the past few times he had met Rexxar, it had been in battle; he was used to seeing the fierce wildness in his eyes, his teeth bared and his weapons raised. It was strange to see him at rest like this.

Then, his deep amber eyes flashing beneath the dark wolf skin hood, he pointed at Tsuwabuki. The vixen raised her head to attention.

"Your bond with this fox is something that, before now, has been unique to all but the tauren, the orcs, the ogres, the trolls, and the other beings that have had a deep connection to the world. You are different than every other human, for you can sustain the bond that you have between you. You do not think yourself above Tsuwabuki; you think of yourself as a partner and friend to her. If you thought anything else, then the bond would disappear."

Naruto looked at Tsuwabuki, who stared back. He found that he couldn't think anything but what Rexxar had told him. He couldn't think that something that communicated with him was less than him. Tsuwabuki, despite being practically useless in a fight, was still someone Naruto cared about.

He suddenly had a new understanding for Kiba and Akamaru. Kiba had always seen Akamaru as a friend and partner, not a pet. That was how Naruto saw Tsuwabuki.

Rexxar continued. "I will be teaching you to use this bond. You will find that it is immensely profitable, and there isn't much that you cannot do with it. In battle, you will always have a friend by your side, and that is easily one of the most useful weapons one can wield."

He stood, then, suddenly becoming a colossus to the sitting Naruto. His face, now heavily shadowed, stared down at him in a deep frown.

"Tsuwabuki is a fox. Foxes use cunning and cleverness, in addition to their instincts, in order to bring down their prey. She is neither strong enough, nor durable enough to attack her opponent directly. All of the abilities that you and she might create must be based on this. But…" he looked down at the boy, harder this time. "I would also advise you to follow this advice yourself.

"Hey! I'll have you know that I'm Konoha's number one most surprising ninja! So what if I'm not that stealthy. I've done fine up until now…!"

"I am not criticizing you, boy," said Rexxar. "It is merely advice. You were bonded to a fox for a reason, and it is not just for the creature that lies sealed within you."

The blonde blinked. "How do you know about that?"

"Thrall spoke of it to me. Nevertheless, it would be wise for you to use that inborn cleverness for more than just head on attacks. And I confess…use your own abilities, not the ones granted by the demon. The power of such creatures is beyond the scope of anything we mortals can comprehend. If you use it too much…you may become lost in it."

Naruto gulped, remembering the abyss. He had been so close to losing himself. The Kyuubi was once again oddly silent about the matter. Naruto had expected him to have at least some opinion on Naruto's use of his chakra.

"I will start by teaching you how to send your own chakra through the bond," Said Rexxar. "Creatures of the natural world do not possess the ability to mold their own chakra, thus you must do it for her. The bond can be used both ways. If Tsuwabuki sends her chakra into you, brat, then you can mold it for her and send it back, allowing her to perform an attack, and vice versa. It will be difficult to manage using both hers and your own chakra in battle, but once you are able to, your opponents will find it immensely difficult to defeat you."

With that, Rexxar began to teach Naruto a few simple exercises in sending chakra through the bond. Naruto grasped it rather quickly, however. He found that the bond was similar to the one formed between him and a summoned toad, and thus he found it easy to accept the chakra that Tsuwabuki offered him. Distinguishing the chakra was similar to distinguishing his own from the Kyuubi's. His was blue, Tsuwabuki's was a greenish color, and felt calmer than his own. But it was also a little harder to control, but Rexxar explained that that was due to Tsuwabuki being a wild animal.

Tsuwabuki quickly figured it out as well. Her mind was sharper than Naruto's, and just as quick. Also, the large packages of chakra that Naruto offered her were easy enough to find and distinguish from her own. The blonde's chakra was excited, and somewhat erratic. She couldn't mold it, but Naruto soon learned to do that for her, allowing her to move much faster than normal, jump higher, and after a few days, even stick to walls.

Molding chakra for two people was hard for the blonde, but Rexxar assured him that the more he did it, the easier it would become for both parties. He explained that the more the bond was used, the stronger it became. Soon, Tsuwabuki would be able to dip into Naruto's chakra by herself, and use it to enhance her body without Naruto's aid.

Rexxar was calm and patient, and never berated or shouted at the blonde. He helped Naruto whenever he asked for it, but the blonde rarely did, for he had learned that it was much more rewarding to figure it out for himself (both from Jiraiya and Thrall). The giant half-ogre sat against one of the large rocks with Misha, watching the two as the progressed through their exercises.

When the sun was nearly set, Rexxar announced that the day's training was over, and said that Naruto should eat and get some rest, for tomorrow would be even harder.

The blonde trudged back into the city, heading straight for Sarjak's, which by now had been completely repaired and was open for business again. There, to his surprise, he found all his friends: Kira, Kylia, Kaine, Gen'rash and even Golbarn, whom Naruto hadn't seen since the fight with Gyth. All of them had been waiting for him and Tsuwabuki to return.

"Finally!" cried Kaine. "You're late, pinkskin. I'm starving, and your little woman wouldn't let me eat until you got here!"

Naruto's face heated up, first from embarrassment (which Kira's face shared) then from anger. "Oi! Shut up cow-face!"

Kaine snickered; Gen'rash gave a booming laugh, while Kira, overcoming her embarrassment, began to laugh as well. Kylia just stared suspiciously at Naruto as the blonde sat down.

"So," said Kira, as Naruto had received his bowl of loon'des, and was hungrily slurping it away, "how was training?"

"Good. I think I'm going to get used to it pretty quickly," Naruto said, grinning.

"Hmph. A guy like Rexxar's skills are way too wasted on someone like you! I should be the one trained by them!" said Kaine, grinning.

"Yeah, like they'd wanna train a big cow like you!" said Naruto, blowing a raspberry at Kaine.

"I'm the number one strongest shaman in Thunder Bluff! I'm way cooler than you!"

"No you aren't!"

"Yes I am!"

"No you aren't!"

"Yes I am!"

"You see what I had to deal with?" rumbled Golbarn, placing his forehead on the counter and sighing.

"Yes." "Aye." "Uh-huh." The other three said, watching the argument escalate as it usually did.

But they were all smiling.

And that is how the days, then weeks, passed. Naruto trained all day, learning new and stronger skills, and honing his old ones to perfection. He had little time to do anything else.

Thrall worked him to his very limit. The degree to which Naruto felt he was worked made his first training sessions with the Warchief seem like a leisurely stroll through a park on a sunny, warm day, with two extremely good-looking women (who will not be mentioned) by his side, telling him how cool he was. This time, Thrall seemed to be testing how long Naruto could go without passing out, and was interested in exactly how much chakra Naruto had. He forbade the blonde to use the Kyuubi's chakra, and spent the rest of the time making Naruto go through every training exercise he could think of. He made Naruto hone every aspect of the Tetra-Elemental style, working it so he could react to punches almost involuntarily with the Kongou, and helped him train his body so that he didn't expend all his energy in using the Kazaashi just a few times (though he would always expend a little more than an orc). He made Naruto spend at least two or three hours every day using the Kaenhira, simply striking any stone he could find. With the chakra exercises that Thrall was teaching him at the same time, as well as the jutsu that went along with the Fire style, the blonde was able to establish a firm grounding with the Kaenhira, and though he still couldn't use it without a seal or two, and he could only use it with his hands, he was still making great progress.

He taught Naruto little about the Water style, however. He gave the shinobi a basic run through of how one would activate the power of the Shunsuigai, but otherwise he left it for Naruto to figure out on his own.

"You should be able to get it eventually simply using the control techniques that I have taught you. If not, it is no great loss; the Shadow style is far more suited to your craft, so I would suggest focusing more on that," he had said, almost dismissively.

Despite those words, Naruto did his best to figure out what he was supposed to do. It felt to him rather like his training for the Rasengan: rather than learning seals in order to facilitate the control and molding of chakra, he was simply learning how to control chakra at its basest level; in fact, even baser than the Rasengan, as he wasn't even molding it, simply speeding up the flow.

While he had a rather crude grasp of it, it was still a bit frustrating, since it sounded like a pretty cool technique.

Rexxar's training progressed at a (by comparison) much slower place. He was calm and methodical in his training, but just as thorough. Naruto rather liked it, because it was a time where he could rest, and this time, he actually worked with someone. Tsuwabuki grasped the ideas of certain techniques before Naruto did, while Naruto did the same on others. Because both parties had to have a fundamental knowledge of what exactly they were doing, it gave a chance for both of them to learn, and work it out together. This proved very beneficial for Naruto, who was used to figuring out techniques by himself. He enjoyed it quite a bit too.

Rather than lay a savage beat down onto the blonde, Rexxar also devised different exercises in which to have Naruto test them. Granted, many of the techniques he taught the two weren't solely used in open combat; most were used for surveillance, or even travel.

One such ability was called Kemono no me (Eyes of the Beast, wherein Naruto was able to gain the ability to see what Tsuwabuki was seeing; totally useless in direct combat, unless Naruto wanted to see how cool he was while she stood on the sidelines (he had gotten a rather savage bite for that one). However, if Naruto wanted to see what was happening in a totally different place, no matter how far away, he could use this technique and it would allow him to see what Tsuwabuki was seeing at the same instant.

However, that wasn't to say he wasn't learning techniques for direct combat. He wouldn't have been half as excited for the sessions (even after Thrall's brutal training) if he wasn't learning new and interesting ways to beat his opponents. However, due to the fact that Rexxar had developed most of his techniques for use by Misha, Naruto didn't learn as many as he thought he would. Aside from learning to enhance Tsuwabuki's swiftness and strength, he learned a technique called Tetsusou (Iron Claws), which did as it was named for: making Tsuwabuki's claws and teeth hard as iron, and just as deadly as Naruto's kunai or wakizashi.

He also got to know Tsuwabuki a lot better, and it was now a rare occurrence that the two were seen apart. She even sat in on Naruto's training with Thrall sometimes, but soon grew bored and wandered off to find out what Kira and Naruto's other friends were usually doing.

Kira was usually found with Gen'rash and a group of Darkspear witch doctor's that had set up back in the Valley of Spirits. Not wanting to neglect her own training, Kira had requested that Gen'rash teach her some more.

He had done better than that; he had introduced her two a pair of Darkspear brother witch doctors called Ra'kin and Mo'kin. The two, unlike Gen'rash, specialized in healing jutsu, which allowed Kira to further her knowledge in that area, in addition to learning more about the darker side of priestesshood.

In exchange, she began teaching (along with Kaine and Golbarn) Gen'rash how to speak better Orcish. The troll was quite sharp, and picked up the language quickly. However, he did not speak anymore than normal, and thus she found that any pride over her achievements were impossible to gloat about. It left her with slightly hollow feeling.

Her handmaiden, Kylia, had to be dragged kicking and screaming away (metaphorically, as she had Kira had had a little talk, and that was it) from spending all her time with errant princess of Stormwind. Golbarn, who was almost always busy with the repairs and going on patrols through the streets of the city to see that every was going well, had brought her down to the Cleft of Shadows. Despite perpetual night that constantly shrouded the estranged city sector, Kylia found that it was a little like the streets that she had grown up on. While one would think that would be a deterrent, she found it almost soothing. While her childhood had been less than pleasant, it had instilled in her an ability to adapt to such conditions with ease.

She purchased (using the money that Sarjak had reluctantly given to them for helping rebuild his eatery) several different and excitingly new types of poisons. She also bought a few new sets of knives, including (at Naruto's request) a set of specially made kunai and shuriken.

On one day, about three and a half weeks after the attack, Naruto had surprised her by teaching her how to make explosive seals, which she found immensely useful. Her impressions of the blonde rose a bit, though she was still quite wary of him. For all she knew, he could have done it simply to gain her trust, and then next thing she knew, her mistress's ("Kira's" she kept telling herself) virginity would be stolen and she would end up pregnant and heartbroken.

That was the worst-case scenario, of course, but still, she had to be aloof where the blonde was concerned.

Kaine spent most of his time working, as well as learning from some of the shaman that lived in the Valley of Wisdom. He didn't want to learn the Tetra-elemental style, so he simply honed his chakra control and learned as many knew jutsu as he could. Most of his training came from fighting with Naruto after the blonde returned from his own training, usually exhausted, and so he was able to boost his ego slightly by beating the blonde nearly every time. However, the fact that blonde had beaten him, even when he was exhausted, made the young Bloodhoof train even harder, even going so far as to badger his grandfather about lessons. He received few; only a couple of life lessons from the ancient tauren, accompanied by a raspy laugh before Cairn walked off to reminisce (or that was what Kaine believe it to be) with Vol'jin.

Golbarn was as busy as Naruto. He worked tirelessly to help rebuild the city, and to protect piece in the streets. This caught Nazgrel's attention, and the recently recovered orc gave him the title of "Deputy Lord of the Grunts"- the one who gave orders to all of the protectors of the city, the Orgrimmar Grunts. Naruto teased him constantly about it, as did Kaine, though when they did, it usually ended up with one of them injured.

Then came a day when, almost a month and a half after Blackhand's War (as it was now referred to), after waking and traveling to his and Thrall's normal meeting spot, Naruto saw that his teacher was not alone. Kira and Kylia stood by him, half-asleep, wondering why they had been awoken so early.

"You're here, good," said Thrall, as Naruto walked up, blinking at the two girls that stood by him.

"What're you guys doing here?" the blonde asked.

Kira shrugged, yawning. "We were woken up by a messenger, saying that Lord Thrall wanted to meet with us."

Thrall nodded. "The time has come, I think, for you to choose your next course of action."

His words hammered the grogginess from Kira's mind. She had been waiting for this. Unlike Naruto, who had grown quite comfortable and felt at home in this place, Kira felt no such attraction. Granted, she loved the place, and felt very comfortable around the friendly people, her mind was always on her objective. It always would be, until she had united the great races of Azeroth and restored order to her chaotic and troubled nation.

Naruto sagged a little, though he quickly pulled himself up. He felt depressed that he would have to leave this place, a place that he considered a second home, but also guilty that he hadn't kept his mind more on his original reason for coming here. In the past month, he had lived each day at a time. He had never wondered how long it would be before he had to leave this place and head towards their final two objectives: The Forsaken and the Night Elves. Now that it was here, he felt ashamed that he hadn't focused as much as he could have on his true goal.

He made a silent, "nice-guy" promise that he wouldn't do anything of the sort again.

"From this point, you have two choices. To the north, across the Sea of the Moon, you will find Teldrassil: the homeland of the Night Elves, where their current leader, Tyrande Whisperwind rules. I have only met her once, and I thought her honorable. Though I know not the reasons for why she left your Alliance, I should think you would have little trouble convincing her.

"The other choice is across the Great Ocean, to the northernmost region of the Eastern Kingdoms. There you will find, in the forests of Tirisfal, you will find Sylvanas Windrunner, Queen of the Banshees, and her legion of Forsaken beneath the ruins of Lordaeron, within the Undercity. It will be her that proves the most difficult to convince, for she is not one to conform or sympathize. She does what she believes is right, and won't let anyone else convince her otherwise," Thrall finished.

The three exchanged glances. Naruto didn't have much of an opinion. He left it up to Kira to decide. She considered both options heavily. If they were to go north, and what Thrall said was true, then they could finish it quickly, and would be able to return to Stormwind far quicker if they were already in the Eastern Kingdoms, and they managed to get Sylvanas' help. That, she decided would be the best choice.

She opened her mouth, ready to release the words from her mouth, but Thrall, stopped her with his grave and very serious voice.

"However…both are, at this point, inaccessible to us using normal means."

The words tumbled back into Kira's throat. Her eyes went wide, and all she managed was to choke out an entirely different word than she had been preparing to use.

"W-what?"

Naruto, too, looked shocked. "Whaddya mean? Those goblins will do anything if you just give them enough money!"

Thrall shook his head. "On both accounts, the goblins have refused my offers, no matter how high. If you were to head north, across the Sea of the Moon, you would find the area cluttered with many storms. By air, a zeppelin would be torn apart by this unnatural weather, and by sea, the whirlpools would swallow you. They have told me that they have never experienced such weather in those parts ever before, and thus it must be caused by something else."

"That means that the Night Elves have been cut off from their brethren in Ashenvale, Darkshore and the Moonglade?" said Kira.

Thrall nodded. "Most left before, but yes, they are now cut off. You have no way of reaching them at this point.

"As for Sylvanas' territory; she has always detested goblins. It was only due to the fact that I suggested it would be profitable for both of our peoples if they had an easy way to travel, that she built a zeppelin tower outside the Undercity. She has torn it down since, I believe, and any goblin that travels that far will be slain instantly, at least according to them."

"What about a boat?" said Kira, not a little desperately, "can't they just drop us off near there? Then we could sneak in…"

"I do not advise it. Sylvanas had a remarkable way of knowing who comes to her kingdom and when, and where. Her banshee litter the countryside, possessing anything from small animals to Scourge that happen to wander by. You would be detected rather swiftly, and Sylvanas would likely destroy you, and the goblins that took you. And even if you did sneak in, she would not listen. You would be killed on sight, regardless."

"What about taking us to Southshore, or near there?" Kira nearly shouted.

"Again, they have refused. In addition to Sylvanas, they now have those foolish zealots, the Scarlet Crusade, to worry about. They say that frequently their ships have been attacked by Scarlet galleons patrolling the coasts. They will not fly their zeppelins, either, because the few places that allow a zeppelin to land have been seized by members of the Syndicate; a group of human thieves, mercenaries and assassins. They will not go anywhere near there, for fear that they will lose quite of money if a ship is destroyed or captured."

Kira was stunned. Now they had no way to get anywhere.

With an uncharacteristic sharpness, Naruto asked, "Then why'd you call us here? Just to tell us that we can't go?"

Thrall shook his head. "I was merely pointing out the problem. However, I have found the solution."

Naruto blinked, Kira looked at him in both relief and surprise, while Kylia sighed in relief.

"There is a certain man that you must find, a certain man who has done several things of this sort for me in the past. He is a smuggler, but an excellent zeppelineer and will doubtlessly do whatever you wish if you pay him the right price. That is who you must seek. His name is Matthias Hindenborough."

"Where do we find him?" asked Kira, her determination renewed.

"That is the problem, he has no way of being contacted, and travels all over the world smuggling goods. It could be months before he returns to the area, if at all."

"Then what do we do?" asked Naruto.

"There is one place that he will be sure to be. He is a lover of fun and merriment, and this place is the center of much of this. Thankfully, it is that time of year, and we have already heard that it will be traveling to the area, in just five days.

"He will doubtlessly be present, at the one and only Darkmoone Faire."

Sorry about the lateness. I had a lot to do this weekend (I didn't have much time to do it yesterday, it being Mother's Day and all, and me having work both Saturday and Sunday).

Please note that I AM very sorry, and because of my rude lateness, I will not ASK(ING) FOR REVIEWs.

OOOOHH SUBLIMINAL MESSAGING!

Anyways, I'd like to thank my younger brother (who reads this as well) for proof reading this. He is much better at World of Warcraft than I am, even though he knows nothing about the lore.

In other news…Sasuke's back. Whoopee. And his breasts…I mean manly pectorals are shown to the world. Kabuto said he was cranky; he must be having his period. In other news, was crushed by flood of Yaoi fangirls gushing on how hot Sasuke has become, and when he will have Naruto's baby.

Goddammit.

Alright, seeya next week!

General Grievous

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