READ: Well guys, I know it has been a couple of months, but here is the final chapter. Maybe I will write a Himiwari story after I finish my other ones. We don't know much about her, but I think I can make her pretty kick ass. Thanks to all of the faithful readers out there and happy reading.

I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. The ownership clearly belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

Bolt ran until his legs felt like jelly. He lowered himself into a crouched position breathing heavily. "Damn it."

There was no sign of any nearby ninja so Bolt closed his eyes. Maybe some meditation would clear things up, just like his mom taught him. Mom. What is she gonna do without Dad? Bolt shook his head , mentally clearing away those unwanted thoughts. Focus, damn it. He moved up from his crouched position.

All of the charka pipes were thought to be destroyed. Dad has Kurama, the ultimate chakra sensor. So, if there is another site, it must be masked so well to keep even sensory ninja off its trail. What could be used to mask the chakra trail? What could it be?

"Damn it." Bolt whispered. Clenching his fists tightly he rapidly attacked the nearest tree. "Damn it all! Damn it, I can't think straight. I can't do anything to help."

Bolt knew he was an idiot to go off on his own, especially leaving his Dad like that. How was he supposed to just stand there while his Dad looked so lifeless? Frustration welled up in his gut and he punched the tree harder.

Bolt stopped suddenly, an electric shock coursing through his veins. What if he followed one of the enemy ninja? Would they all gather at the last site for a final showdown? Bolt clenched his fists. It's worth a try. Bolt focused on his meditation again.

He knew which technique to use to find the ninja, but he promised his Mom he wouldn't use it. Trepidation made the blood in his veins turn into ice. This was an emergency, he would have to break that promise just this once. Bolt focused on the chakra pool centered near his navel and allowed two small blue flames to travel towards his eyes.

Once the chakra had accumulated he whispered the incantation. "Byakugan." The veins around Bolt's eyes bulged and his eyes glowed purple. This basterdized version couldn't compete with his mom's true bloodline, but it serves its purpose. His range of vision expanded twenty-fold as he scanned the surrounding area with his Byakugan. He tried to keep his cool as he searched for any suspicious movements in the forest. He could see his Dad's Anbu nearby, and behind him were the figures of his Dad, Sasuke and Shikamaru.

He couldn't maintain his technique for much longer, there was a sharp pain gathering in his eyes. Bolt quickly shifted his gaze around searching for just one enemy ninja.

There. Two similarly dressed figures were traveling quickly in the trees just north of the leaf village's gate. Bolt's vision flickered as the chakra in his eyes dissipated with a sizzle. Bolt wiped away the blood leaking from his right eye.

"I know the general direction at least." Bolt was getting ready to run when he felt a twinge in his stomach. Should he let the stinky advisor know where the enemy ninja was headed? He thought back to the last time he went off by himself. "There are some ninjas from the Hyuuga clan in Anbu, they probably are headed there right now and have already let Pineapple Head know. I will just meet them there. No sweat."

Bolt kept a close tail on his target, but was careful to not be detected. At first it seemed like the enemy ninja were all headed towards one single place, but they were splitting up at random times, not sticking together. Maybe they were giving up?

There was a rustling of leaves to his right and Bolt barely had enough time to jump out of the way before shuriken littered the branch he had been resting on. Fully alert, he brought out two kunai and held them in a cross position to stop the deadly stroke of a ninja sword on his person.

"Oh, a little boy out for a walk in the woods? What's the matter, did you get separated from mommy?"

Bolt shifted his right leg in front of his body, for better leverage and pushed back with all his strength. "Where are you headed to in a hurry?"

"Ha, like I would tell you kid." The ninja pushed down with his sword, causing Bolt's knee to hit the branch beneath him. "How about I silence that tongue before you ask more dangerous questions."

The ninja then reached back and brought out his kunai, still pushing Bolt down with one hand on his sword. Just as the ninja slashed at his shirt, Bolt did the replacement jutsu.

Bolt made the hands signs for his incomplete rasengan and landed behind the ninja. One of his clones jumped into the air and yelled as loudly as he could to distract the ninja. The ninja looked unimpressed and readied himself to intercept the boy.

Groaning the earth broke open and Bolt, having replaced himself with his third clone waiting underground beneath the man's feet, smashed his fist into the ninja's chin, stunning the guy, and allowed his clone to land the rasengan on the enemy's chest.

"Now, how about you tell me where you were going?" Bolt crouched next to the winded ninja and pulled out his kunai.

Wheezing, the ninja tried to grab for his weapon, but his hand was stepped on before he could even twitch his fingers. The person doing the stepping was a welcome surprise.

"Good job, Bolt." Sasuke clenched the ninja's throat and moved so his head was inches from the defeated ninja's. He activated his Sharingan, allowing his blood red eye to pierce his victim.

The ninja went limp and slack and Sasuke let go of him roughly. "There is another chakra site, but only a handful of ninja know its location." He gestured to the unconscious man at his feet, "he's just a distraction." He brought a hand to his communicator, "All units follow me."

Bolt looked up at Sasuke. "I want to go too. He's my Dad."

"I can't guarantee your safety. I want you to be in one piece when all of this is over, for your Dad. He would never forgive me if I went back on my promise."

"Promise?"

"I promised him I would look after you."

"I'm not a kid. I can take care of myself." Bolt crossed his arms. He couldn't believe Sasuke. This was his fight too.

Sasuke rubbed his forehead. "I suppose you would just wander off on your own anyway. Let's get going."

"Alright!" Bolt shouted. Sasuke glared at him. "Sorry."

They hunted the forest for more enemy ninja as more Anbu joined them. Bolt tried to activate his bloodline again, but the burning in his eyes told him he had over done it. He left it to the Hyuuga in the Anbu.

Sasuke and Bolt took down a few more ninja, using genjutsu to gain the location of the last chakra site. So far, they were having no luck.

"Hold." Sasuke held up his fist and scanned the cleared forest. "Cat, do you see any more ninja?"

"No sir. There are none nearby."

"Damn."

Bolt felt a chill at that moment and glanced around the woods once more. His gaze was pulled to a headstone with three kunai piercing the ground, and the cold stone. He shivered at the feeling of being watched. "Uncle Sasuke…"

Hearing the uncertain waver in Bolt's voice, Sasuke turned his gaze towards the offending target. He narrowed his eyes at the memorial. "Cat, turn your gaze towards the headstone over there, and tell me what you see. Something isn't right."

"There is a trace of residual chakra surrounding it. There's a lot of it." Cat followed the glowing chakra with her gaze, "It's flowing deep underground. This is very strange. Only the purest chakra can be seen with Byakugan, but it looks like it's leading us right to the last siphoning site."

"It could be a trap." Sasuke's face was unreadable, the Anbu waited patiently in crouched and standing positions for their next order. "Let's spring it."

Bolt smiled despite the situation. This guy was crazy. They started moving again, this time Cat was in the lead, the only one who could see where the chakra was leading. When they came across more enemy ninja, they knew they were getting close.

"Anbu, I'm taking point, follow plan B2." Sasuke gripped Bolt's shoulder tightly. "You stick with me, if you get separated from me find an Anbu."

Bolt felt his anger bubble in his stomach, but crushed it back down and nodded mutely. There was no way he would need help from anyone. These bastards were going to pay for what they did, he didn't have time to worry about hiding behind his Dad's body guards.

"Cat, keep an eye on him." Bolt glanced at the lithe figure and was struck by how familiar she looked. He tried to place her among the Hyuuga he knew, but was drawing a blank. He couldn't find any figure that matched her powerful silhouette in his memory.

The forest was thinning out, and the group stopped on an outcropping of moss covered rocks. Cat pointed to two trees that were bent over each other, like a doorway with solid rock right behind it. "There is a genjutsu hiding the entrance, but the chakra leads into a cave."

"Let's do it." One by one they entered the gateway. Bolt was next. As soon as he crossed the barrier he felt his blood rush to his head, forcing him to his knees. The dizziness was not expected. The cave smelled of pure power, the chakra they had been following was mixed in with more sources of chakra, he could see some red chakra mixed in with blue sources. All of it was being collected by a huge crystal in the middle of the cave. Vaguely he could hear Sasuke shouting something and could see figures fighting around him.

Bolt tried to rock back to his feet, but he wasn't strong enough to resist the chakra siphon. His vision was starting to go black when he felt a coolness wash over him and stared into the mask of Cat. She was saying something. Trying to focus, Bolt realized his initial dizziness was fading and his hearing was coming back.

"I placed a barrier jutsu around us. Its temporary, but it will lessen the effects of the chakra siphon."

He nodded, still feeling sick. "Thanks, I thought I was a goner." He looked around and noticed the slight swirl, and discoloration of the air. As he sat on his ass admiring the barrier, he finally noticed the army of ninja fighting around him. Cat was watching their surroundings apprehensively, turning to face any ninja that entered the barrier.

Bolt quickly got to his feet and started to fight any enemy that entered their territory. "How are these guys not affected by this chakra crystal?"

Cat grunted blocking a hit. "They probably are, they just aren't showing it. See how they are relying on taijutsu mostly." Bolt nodded and focused on his opponents.

He stopped asking questions and centered himself on his anger. Letting it feed into his fights, his movements became more animalistic and wild. He was so focused he forgot about his Anbu partner until a ninja suddenly crashed into the cave wall, with blue flames singing at his clothes. The loud noise centered his attention on the Hyuuga.

She spun on her foot, avoiding the steel of a ninja sword, and kicked the sword out of the ninja's hands. Fluidly she transitioned into the gentle fist, taking down anyone who stood in her way. After getting kicked by a strong ninja, Cat flew into the air and executed an aerial flip and like a cat she gracefully landed on all fours.

Bolt knew why she had seemed familiar. He was so stupid. He had only seen that kind of flexibility and graceful fighting style in one bad ass ninja and he had seen it every day as they trained together in Konoha. "Mom?"

Completing a spinning kick, Cat knocked out two opponents and landed a foot on each of their faces. Sensing his gaze, she walked over to him. "I haven't been on duty in a couple of years, so I'm a little rusty." She knelt to his level and pulled her mask up. "It's a good thing we train together every day, or I don't think I could keep up with you Bolt."

"Mom, what are you doing here? Who's looking after Himiwari?" She placed a cool palm on his cheek.

"Don't worry. She's fine. Your father and I both came to help once Kurama sensed you were in trouble. I just stayed on the front lines a little longer to help out."

Bolt smiled widely. "Uzumaki's don't idly sit by." She smiled and replaced her mask. They heard a shout coming from their left. Sasuke had the most opponents, and he was using taijutsu, probably trying to save his chakra for the siphon. Bolt looked at the crystal apprehensively, Sasuke was supposed to destroy it, but he was losing time. It's like the ninja all knew and converged to sacrifice themselves for the crystal by stopping the Uchiha.

"The barrier won't hold much longer." Cat walked to the edge of the barrier. "The crystal needs to be destroyed quickly. It's much stronger than the other siphons. The red chakra in the air is Kurama's, which means your father doesn't have much of his own chakra left."

Bolt tried to judge their distance from the crystal. Their barrier started at the lip of the cave and extended so it was about 200 feet in diameter. The crystal was farther away in the middle of the cave, and had spikes surrounding its base. That would prevent a close-range attack. There were also a hundred ninja between them and the crystal.

Shaking his head, Bolt moved his yellow spikes from his forehead. He knew as soon as he stepped out of the barrier he would lose consciousness, he was not strong enough to fight the siphon. "Mom, can you get us closer to the crystal."

She raised her hands and crossed them palms out, holding that position until her arms started shaking. "I can't move the barrier anymore, I'm almost spent."

"I have a plan, but I need to be a little closer to do it."

Hinata looked him over, "You are going to try your throwing rasengan, aren't you?"

"Yes, but it will mainly work to distract the ninja's from Sasuke. Maybe they will lay off him once they see us going for the crystal."

"That places a target on your back." Cat shifted her feet. Bolt could see her stiffen, and see her fight with herself. She couldn't bring herself to put him in danger, even if it was to save Naruto.

"Mom, let me do this for Dad. Please."

Hinata saw his resolve. She would not let anyone hurt her son, no matter what. "Yes. I believe you can do this, but I take point. Once I clear some of the ninja's, you take any opening that will give you the best shot." Turning her back to him, she fell into a fighting stance. "I will protect you Bolt, you just focus on getting a good shot." She ran from the barrier, leaving him alone.

"Damn it. My parents are so cool." He waited for his chance. Ninja's were flying everywhere as Hinata conducted 64 palms. Some of the ninja's surrounding Sasuke saw the commotion she was making. Good. They needed more eyes on them. Bolt rocked back and forth on his heels, ready to enter the fray at a moment's notice.

He saw most of the ninjas had moved, leaving the right side weak. Was it his time? Bolt growled, "Let's do this." He ran towards the barrier and clenched his teeth right before he crossed it. Passing the through the barrier felt cool, like walking through a waterfall. Then Bolt felt the crushing power and his breath was forced out of his lungs. He gathered all his will power and struggled to a good spot.

Moving between legs and avoiding stray kunai he made his way to the crystal. He felt his legs weaken dangerously and he knew it was now or never. He sparked the blue chakra between his palms and let it grow and spin. With the last of his strength, and with spots dancing across his eyes, he reached his arm back and threw the swirling ball as hard as he could. "Rasengan!"

Bolt wished he could have seen the result, but before he knew it he hit the ground. He heard someone scream his name before he lost consciousness.

00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"What the hell. Shikamaru why are you covered in paint?" A female voice penetrated the silence.

"I went into the Hokage tower to grab some things for Sasuke…" The male voice seemed to fade away.

Bolt vaguely became aware of his surroundings, even with his eyes closed, and could sense people nearby. There was a heavy lump laying on his arm. Cracking his eyes, he could see indigo hair, and a small body lying next to him. Himiwari. The other people in the room had no idea he was awake, who appeared to be Aunt Sakura, Sarada, and Dad's stinky advisor.

It would seem their attention was focused on the advisor, who was sporting orange paint covering his body and clothes.

"What happened?" Sarada asked.

Bolt smirked, looking at the now orange man. "That would be my fault."

"Bolt, you're awake." Sarada walked to his side, and calmly pushed her glasses up. "Trust you to save the day and then make everyone else clean up your mess. You really are an idiot."

Bolt sat up quickly and swung his legs over the side of the bed, jostling a still sleeping Himiwari. The events over the past couple of days came back to him in a rush.

"Whoa there Bolt, you lost a lot of chakra, you should stay in bed." Aunt Sakura was gently pushing on his chest, trying to guide him back to the pillows.

"No. Where's my Dad?" The silence following was deafening. "No…"

"Bolt, please…" He ran past the medic's open arms and ducked under Shikamaru's legs and headed for the door. Looking in all the rooms he searched for blonde hair, a wide smile, or even that warm glow that could fill any gloom filled hospital with happiness. Tears were forming at the corners of his eyes the longer he searched.

"No…" Bolt clutched at his t-shirt, and started pacing in an empty white-walled hallway. "Dad…" His legs couldn't support him anymore, so he leaned against the wall and slid down it, barely feeling his shirt get caught or the scratches on his skin from the careless treatment. His head rested on his knees as he thought of the memory of his father.

His father was smiling in every memory he had. Bolt remembered one evening, when their whole family took a walk and they stood on the top of Hokage Mountain, watching the orange and pink mist fade into darkness as the sun retreated for the day. He sat atop his Dad's shoulder's, his fists held onto blonde hair.

Nothing extraordinary happened that day. It was something else that caused the memory to linger. It was the feeling of pure happiness, and joy he had felt in that moment, it pierced his heart with longing. Bolt felt beads of tears slide down his whiskered cheeks. Never again would he hear his Dad's laughter, see the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, or feel the warmth he only got in his presence. He was gone. He let the tears fall, never feeling so alone, or cold in all his life.

A cold hand rested on his arm, making him flinch. "Bolt, it's not what you think." Aunt Sakura took his chin in her hand and forced him to look in her green eyes. "Your father is alive." His eyes widened. "We thought we had lost him, but Sasuke destroyed the last siphon in time. He's all right…"

The tears flowed quicker than before, and he cried out and hugged the pink medic fiercely. The warmth that had left his body, was returning slowly, he could breathe again. Once he had calmed down, Sakura led him to a private room, that hadn't been far from his own room.

When she opened the door, Bolt felt that longing pierce his heart. Uncle Sasuke sat in a chair glaring as usual, Iruka-ojisan was sitting in the chair next to him, and big bro Konohamaru was talking amiably between them. Even Lord Kakashi was in the room, leaning against the wall. Mom was standing by the bed holding the hand of Himiwari, who was wiping her eyes with her hand and yawning.

There was a warmth saturating the room, and he turned his gaze to the sleeping man on the bed. "Dad…"

"Bolt, I'm so happy you are awake." Mom knelt to his level and traced the tear tracks on his cheeks. She gently rubbed his back, but he shook his head, not wanting to talk about his overreaction.

"Unfortunately, Naruto hasn't woken up yet, but that's to be expected." Sakura walked up and placed her glowing hand on his forehead.

"I never do what's expected. That's why I'm the unpredictable ninja." That earned a slap from the pink medic. "Ow, Sakura, I'm still sore." Naruto sat up and smiled at his friends and family gathered in his room. "What's with the party?"

"Dobe."

"Teme." Sasuke and Naruto bumped fists, an unspoken conversation between them.

They were interrupted when Himiwari jumped on the bed and leaned over their outstretched arms, using them as a jungle gym. "Daddy!" Everyone smiled at her very Naruto-like actions. The blonde Hokage chuckled and swung her around in the air after disentangling her limbs from his arm.

Bolt captured this moment in his heart, and held onto it. His panic from before left him, he smiled despite himself. He felt his Dad's eyes on him and walked closer to him. Strong, calloused hands picked him up and suddenly he was being hugged. He pulled away and noticed the tears in his father's eyes.

"I might have to pass the title of Konoha's #1 unpredictable ninja to you, Bolt. You really saved the day."

Looking down Bolt tried not to blush, "Be quiet, old man or I won't save you next time." He moved from his Dad's lap and sat so he was under his arm, Himiwari was leaning against his other side.

Naruto looked around the room and gestured widely, "Could this moment get any better?"

The door opened with a slam and Shikamaru walked in crossing his arms. "Bolt, you have some explaining to do."

Naruto looked curiously at his adviser. "I like the color change, but please, if you want to copy me you don't have to go to such extremes. I have plenty of orange jumpsuits that would fit you."

Bolt smiled and soon everyone in the room was chuckling, or gut-bust laughing in Konohamaru's case.