A/N: Some of you people give me headaches. Some of you don't . Now, I shall make this perfectly and absolutely clear (ruining this chapter a bit) : THIS IS NOT, and I repeat, NOT A YAOI. I never intended, or planned this story to be a yaoi. It is purely a Namikaze/Uzumaki (whichever last name you want, I don't care) fanfic between the family. I'm sorry for any misunderstandings, but, for the count, Naruto IS straight. In this story, he won't have any relationships because I'm not interested in writing them, and I'm bad at writing them.

The relationship between Itachi and Naruto is STRICTLY teacher/student, though Itachi may treat Naruto as the younger brother he never had (hint: it's obvious who he doesn't like here). I can't write a yaoi if it'd save me my life (I'm just totally unknowledgeable on how to write them). As for Itachi's preference, I honestly couldn't tell you. I don't know, and I don't care, really. Its for the story only.

But now I'm uber sad 'cause five people have taken me off their story alerts (and their favorites, for that matter) so they'll never know how the story will turn out. *Sigh* Oh well, sucks for them, I still have 61 story alerts. And I figured out what c2 means! Its communities, and my story's in three of them! (Claps hands excitedly)

So, for those who don't stay, /.\ For those who stay, though, I thank you and enjoy the story! Onward march! P.s. this is the real chapter 6.

~Recap~

"By the way," she asked. "How are you and Naruto connected?" Minato looked at Itachi, breaking loose from his thoughts to hear the answer to this question.

Itachi smirked. "Naruto and I are lovers."

~End Recap~

At that, Naruto, who was paying attention, as he was always on alert, flashed open his eyes. He took the (surprisingly) unknowing hand, and flipped him hard onto his back.

"What the hell are you talking about!" Naruto demanded, crossing his arms, staring down at the flinching Itachi with an icy cold glare. "We can't be something that has yet to happen!"

Itachi, who had stopped flinching, just smirked at the young(er) blond.

"That's what you think," Itachi replied smugly. And for that, he was tossed out of the room and into the backyard, knockout style.

By then, Minato and Kushina were laughing at the two young shin obi's antics. They believed Naruto to still be a virgin (after all, he was only 13) and didn't think he was rooting for the other team* at all.

"Well, now that that's settled," Minato jumped in before Naruto could hurt the already unconscious Itachi more so. "He can stay here. And he will stay in another room, if that's what you want, Naruto." Minato had quickly added the last part, seeing the killing intent Naruto was starting to leak. It definitely wouldn't be good if his killing intent got any worse.

"It's getting late," Kushina commented, changing the conversation to a new subject. "We should all get to bed. You do have another mission tomorrow, right Naruto?" Kushina asked.

When Naruto nodded, Kushina smiled. "Well, then you better get to bed. Minato will take care of Itachi-san, won't you dear?" Kushina stated in a sickeningly sweet voice that produced no argument.

"Right," Minato, sweat-dropping a bit, and scratched the back of his head. "'Night kiddo," Minato said, rubbing Naruto's head, who pouted cutely at that.

"Yeah, yeah, 'night," Naruto grumbled, heading towards his room.

Minato sighed. Kushina just lightly chuckled. Minato walked over to the conscious form of Itachi, who was just waking up.

"He's younger, and he can still pack a punch that hard," Itachi murmured to himself, thinking that no one would hear him, while sub-consciously rubbing his almost broken jaw.

Minato almost faltered in his steps, though he was able to cover it up wit Hough anyone noticing. 'Younger? What does he mean by that?' Minato thought. 'Is he implying that he knew Naruto when he was older than 13? But how is that possible?' Minato was mulling over these thoughts as he put on a smile while helping Itachi up.

"You alright there, Itachi-san?" Minato asked, obviously referring to his wounds.

"Yes," Itachi replied, with an inaudible sigh. "I've experienced worse."

Minato chuckled. "I can somehow believe that." He started walking towards the guest rooms. "If you'll follow me, I'll lead you to the rooms you'll be staying in for your stay."

Itachi merely nodded as he followed Minato through his house to the rooms in which he would be staying in.

Upon arriving at his room, Minato wished him a good night, as did Itachi. When he was alone, Itachi changed out of his jounin wear, and changed into a simple sleeveless t-shirt (black) and normal jounin pants (also black).

As he lay down on his bed, he thought about what had happened. It was for the best, that he had been able to come back here, to this time. He knew his revenge-crazed brother would do everything in his power to kill Naruto. He wouldn't stand for it. Naruto was the younger brother he'd rather have. He would have been able to convince his father if not for the fact of the nine-tailed fox.

He sighed again, as he began to think about how he would train Naruto to fight off his younger brother, and soon fell asleep.

(This is not a time-skip)

Over the course of the next few months, Naruto trained hard every day, being pushed to his limits by Itachi. He'd go on missions, though those were very limited because of Minato's somewhat over protectiveness of him. He didn't mind too much, but he wasn't used to having someone worry over him like that. Sure, Iruka had treated him to ramen, and had come to check up on him every now and then, but that was it. He had never gotten this sort of attention before, being the Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi no Youko. Not that he minded having the Kyuubi there, but it was a very painful childhood. He could only pray that his father didn't get Inoichi onto him. He wouldn't know how to stop them from figuring out his terrible past.

Naruto sighed; he was currently taking a quick break in his mindscape, and he was practicing his kenjutsu-taijutsu combo with Kyuubi (he really had to get a name for it. It was troublesome, as Shika would say, to keep calling it that). Minato had him practicing meditation (which he already knew, thanks to a certain Hyuuga prodigy) and so, he was practicing his skills mentally, while giving his body a rest.

Naruto thought he was making great progress with kenjutsu-taijutsu combo (he really needed a new name for it)*. He could hold his own against Kyuubi for a while now, which was a major accomplishment. There were a few flaws, though they were minor, and he wouldn't have to worry about them in battle.

"You are improving greatly, Kit," Kyuubi told him as he rested. "You've come a long way since you came back here."

Naruto beamed with pride. It was rare that Kyuubi gave compliments, and Naruto took the few he got in gratefully.

"That's all we'll do for today," Kyuubi continued. "since you've pretty much grasped this, you don't need to concentrate on this as much anymore. Come back tomorrow, and we will begin the process of controlling my 7th tail."

If it was possible, Naruto became even more ecstatic. He and Kyuubi had been working on his control over the nine tails, and for Kyuubi to deem him ready to start controlling the 7th tail (which he had been told had been the hardest of all tails to control), he was pleased.

Emerging from his mindscape, he schooled his emotions into his normal look. He opened his eyes and looked out over the backyard. It was sunset, and this was his favorite time of day to meditate. It was always beautiful; there was a koi pond in the backyard, and a bridge over the pond. The plants and trees were well cut, and gave off the look of peacefulness. Often, his parents would find him here (or so he had been told) and they watched him for a while, his eyes nostalgic. Naruto had to admit he thought of the times from the academy where he'd sneak out with Chouji, Shika and Kiba.

But today he was remembering the times he'd had as a member of Team 7. His heart saddened, and he willed the over-flowing tears away. He was the only true member left of Team 7. Sakura and Kakashi were killed in the fight against Akutsuki, though they weakened Pein enough to where Naruto could take him out. Sai had disappeared, and when Naruto had gotten news of Sai, he was practically heart-broken.

Sai had been killed during the Akutsuki attack. The recovery teams hadn't found him for nearly a month afterwards. They found him, a sword straight through his chest, his hand clutching the sketchbook that Sakura and he had given Sai for his birthday. Naruto had cried fir the rest of that day, the tears not ending. And he had thought that he couldn't cry as much as he had when his Sensei, his baa-chan and Sakura had died. And with Sasuke gone, it had broken him.

Try as he might, Naruto could no longer hold in the unshed tears that he had kept in so long. And so he wept.

And done! How'd ya like that? Please review! (nice ones, mind you, there have been too many mean ones today).