Hello! It's time for another installment! I really am sorry for not updating last week. I'm finishing it up as we speak, and there are already 16 pages. Too much, y'think?

I'm sorry about the confusion on reviewing. I was trying to delete the Author's Note, and I epically failed. So, sorry 'bout that.

Next, here are some warnings that I feel must be stated before reading this. WARNING: This chapter WILL be violent. It will have mentions of abuse, rape, and heavy language. If you do not wish to read this, I suggest you skip to other parts.

Oh, and by the way, I don't really like Danzo, Koharu or Homura, so they won't really show up in this story. Now, Onward with the story!

~Recap~

'We'll talk in the morning,' Though Minato as he quietly walked towards the door. But as he was about to exit, he saw a large picture hanging on the wall. Examining it further, his eyes went wide. It was a picture of the Rookie Eleven with the Sand Siblings. They were all bunched up in a group in front of the Hokage Tower, all wearing formal attire.

At the bottom of the large picture, there was a caption explaining the picture.

Starting at the left towards the middle: Clan Heads Subaku no Temari, Yamanaka Ino, Nara Shikamaru, Akamichi Chouji, and Hyuuga Hinata.

Starting from the right towards the middle: Clan Heads Subaku No Kankuro, Aburame Shino, Inuzuka Kiba, Higurashi Tenten, Rock Lee, and Hyuuga Neji.

In the middle: Godaime Kazekage, Subaku no Gaara, and Rokudaime Hokage, Namikaze-Uzumaki Naruto.

~End Recap~

Minato did not sleep well that night. Part of it could be blamed on the attack; he never could sleep well after he had killed. But, most of it could be blamed on the picture he saw last night. How had he missed the picture? He'd gone through the room so many times, on that same path entering and leaving the room. Maybe it was a genjutsu, he mused. That could explain why he had never seen the picture before.

But the name. Namikaze-Uzumaki Naruto. He couldn't believe it. How could Naruto be his son? He was only a handful or so years younger than he was himself, when he had seen Naruto in what was, apparently, his real form.

So, this was why, only a few minutes later, the shinobi Clan Heads had all received a visit from a toad summon, informing them that there was a Council meeting for the shinobi tomorrow, and requiring them to bring their guests with them. Minato, after ascertaining that all those required to come, would come, he went to bed, and so fell into a restless sleep.

Minato sighed as he knocked on Naruto's door. Receiving no answer, he knocked again. Again not receiving an answer, Minato opened the door to find that Naruto was asleep, and by the looks of it, in a deep sleep. He smiled slightly, taking notice of how he had somehow managed to take his shirt off, leaving him only in the pajama shorts.

Chuckling, Minato walked over and shook Naruto's shoulder gently to wake him up. It didn't work. Minato tried again, this time, a little harder. When Naruto still wouldn't wake up, Minato sighed in resignation. He pulled the white tank-top over Naruto's head before walking over to the wall. Taking out a scroll, he sealed the picture on the wall into it, putting it in his kunai pouch, before going back to Naruto. Picking him up bridal style, he then left his clan grounds using Hiraishin to get to the Council meeting.

It only took him a brief time to get to the Hokage tower. As he walked towards the Council room, he got looks from other shinobi in the building. He chuckled. He could understand why they were staring at him; it wasn't everyday that the Hokage came in, carrying one of his own ninja, who also had an incredible similarity to the Hokage himself.

As he got to the Council room, he could sense the different chakra sources gathered there, all feeling the same emotion: What are we doing here?

Entering the room, all the ninja present, minus the ANBU, bowed. Minato nodded, and sent away his ANBU guards, who seemed somewhat reluctant to leave. As soon as there were no more ANBU left in the room, he put on the strongest privacy seal. Finishing that, he turned towards his audience. The current Clan Heads were on his right side (and this does include the Sarutobi Clan since Hiruzen isn't the Hokage at this point), and Naruto's friends, who he assumed, (based off the picture) were the future Clan Heads, on his left. There were also the three siblings, who were straight across from him, the red-head in the middle.

Doing a one handed seal, a cot appeared with a blanket. Minato gently laid down the sleeping boy, pulling the cover over him. Then, he faced his shinobi once more.

"I am sorry to have called you all out, right after an attack." Minato started. "But something, rather important in my opinion, has been revealed."

"What is it, Hokage-sama?" Asked Hisashi, who, though not being a Clan Head, still attended the meetings to balance the power of his clan.

"As you all know, about a year-and-a-half ago, on the day of my inauguration as Yondaime, we had an…interesting event occur." At this point, the current Clan Heads all looked towards Naruto, who was still in his deep sleep. "And, for various reasons, we could not get any information out of him except for his first name, what his rank was, and how much he loved ramen." At this, everyone in the room laughed.

"Anyways, I have found out some information regarding him." Looks of surprise flew about on the right side of the room. As for the left side, it had gotten tenser.

"Well, what did you find out, Hokage-sama?" Fugaku asked, slightly impatient. He had been trying to get information on the boy for a long while now, but alas, he couldn't find anything.

"First off, he's originally from Konoha." Murmurs on the right side had started, but were quickly cut off as Minato continued. "And his full name is-"

"Excuse me, Hokage-sama," The read-head politely interrupted him. Minato nodded, and he went on. "Who is this 'he' that you speak of? If it pertains to us, we would like to know."

Minato nodded in agreement. "We're talking about him," Minato gestured his hand at Naruto.

"I see," The red-head replied. Although his voice was still polite, it held an icy tone, to which Minato almost shuddered.

"And so," Minato continued. "I found his name to be…" Minato swallowed, still not believing the information himself. "…Namikaze-Uzumaki Naruto."

At this, the right side of the room began speaking, cries of disbelief being heard, and looks of shock etched onto their faces. He left side of the room, Minato noticed, had frowns on their faces.

"Hokage-sama," Tsume put in, "How is this so? Is their any proof to what you say?" She asked.

Minato nodded. "I do." And with that, he took out the scroll and unsealed the picture. Needless to say, all the current Clan Heads were shocked. But soon, their cries of disbelief became sound, and they all started talking at once. Minato rubbed his temples. This was going to take a while.

But the right side's attention was soon caught by the left's when they heard a loud "Baka!" And a solid thump. They looked over to see Ino with her hand raised over Shikamaru's head, who was rubbing it.

"Baka!" Ino exclaimed again. "You're not supposed to be sleeping at meetings. I swear, you're just like your father, only worse. And don't pull out your cigarettes!" She thumped him on the head again.

This garnered a "troublesome woman" from Shikamaru, who was rubbing his head again.

"You shouldn't be so harsh on him, Ino," Chouji said, with a bag of barbeque chips in his hands. "We need his brain to work, you know." Ino scowled at him, making Chouji back away from her slightly.

"Chouji-san is right!" Lee cried enthusiastically. "It is most unyouthful to hit a fellow comrade over the head! You must-" Lee was, to the thanks of everyone in the room, cut short when a hand clamped over his mouth. The Clan heads looked to Tenten, who had her hand firmly in place over Lee's mouth.

Neji blew out a breath, annoyed. "You really need to learn to control yourself, Lee. You'll end up alone if you keep that up."

"Neji-niisan!" Hinata admonished her cousin. "That was ride. You shouldn't say things like that."

"I am sorry to have upset you Hinata-sama," Neji apologized. "But, if Lee doesn't learn to control his actions, no one will ever date him." Hinata sighed, knowing that what her cousin was saying was the truth, though she didn't like it.

Kiba laughed out loud at that, Akamaru, who was in his chibi form (the size he was when the first Chuunin exams took place) yipping with him.

Meanwhile, the right side, as well as Minato, were watching this with amusement, surprise, and annoyance.

"Well, now that we've gotten that taken care of," Minato interrupted any further conversation from happening. "Would you care to explain yourselves?"

It was at this time Shikamaru became serious. "And what if we tell you? Will you actually believe our tale? It is one not heard that often, and sounds very unrealistic." The left side agreed with this, they, too becoming serious. It was then that the current Clan Heads took notice of the younger side's expression. There was not the free expression that most kids their age, shinobi or not, were expected to have. No, instead of that, were the faces of hardened shinobi, who had been through war, had killed many, and held a fierce loyalty to their leader.

Minato regarded them all seriously. "I will hear what you have to say. Though most may not believe your story, I have enough experience and knowledge to know whether you are lying, or you are telling the truth."

Shikamaru studied him, before he sighed. "Very well then. All of us that you see here," He motioned to the shinobi on his side of the table. "Are from the future." Eyes went wide, but no one interrupted.

"It started out when, upon battling a dangerous missing-nin the reaction was so intense that Naruto was sent back in time. No one knew where he had gone until the villagers started getting sudden memories over the course of the year of a ramen-loving blond. At that, Shikamaru smiled a bit. "It was then that we deduced that somehow, Naruto had gotten sent back into the past, when he arrived here. Since then, we've been developing a way to get back here to bring him where he rightfully belongs." Shikamaru ended his explanation, and looked at the silent crowd. "Any questions?"

"So you're saying that you created a jutsu that allows you to be travel back into the past?" Jiraiya asked, appearing out of nowhere. Shikamaru nodded. "Then does that mean you can go back into the future as well?" Shikamaru nodded again. Jiraiya raised his eyebrows, clearly impressed.

"Alright, so you've traveled back here to out time. I can understand that." Tsume said, bringing the attention to her. "But in the future, who are we to you?"

It was a good question; none of the younger generation said anything. Soon, Tsume got irritated and annoyed at having to wait this long for an answer. "Well?" She asked, her fangs starting to show. It was Ino who responded.

"Well, though it is awkward for us to an extent, you guys are either our mother or fathers. I thought it would be kind of obvious, y'know, seeing the picture and all." Ino replied.

Inoichi frowned. "Respect your elders, young lady." He scolded her.

"But D-" Ino caught herself by slamming a hand over her mouth, her eyes going wide. Inoichi raised an eyebrow at her.

"Ha ha, you got scolded, Ino," Kiba snickered. Ino glared at him.

"I suggest you watch it dog breath, or you're going to find Akamaru bald one of these days," Ino all but hissed.

Kiba growled low at hearing of a threat towards his partner. "I dare you to try." His voice was low, and deadly.

"Oi, watch how you talk to a lady!" Tsume barked out at Kiba. Kiba, though still glaring, said no more and slumped against his seat.

Minato, amused by the going-ons of the occupants of the room, decided to cut in.

"Well, why don't you introduce yourselves, then." Minato suggested, though it was more of an order, rather that a suggestion. And so they went down the line, introducing themselves starting with Shino.

"Aburame Shino."

"Higurashi Tenten."

"Rock Lee."

"Hyuuga Hinata."

"Hyuuga Neji."

"Akamichi Chouji."

"Yamanaka Inoichi."

"Nara Shikamaru."

"Inuzuka Kiba."

"Subaku no Temari."

"Subaku no Kankuro."

"Subaku no Gaara."

At the mention of similar names, the current Clan Heads paid more attention to their own children. Not much attention was paid to the Sand siblings, who really didn't mind. It was then that Fugaku spoke up.

"What about the Uchiha? Do they have another child?" He asked. Itachi was already born, and was doing missions, as a part of ANBU, so not much was seen of him.

At that, the temperature in the room rapidly decreased. It was then that Naruto mumbled something in his sleep.

"…Teme don't…bad, dangerous….Don't go…" A tear fell down Naruto's face. All attention was on him, waiting to see if he would say anymore. He didn't.

The current Clan Heads turned to see what their children's reactions were to what was said. To say the least, they were not happy.

Ino, Hinata, Kiba, Akamaru, (who was growling) Lee, Tenten and Chouji all wore scowls, and did not look pleased. Neji and Shikamaru had killing intent slowly leaking out of them, though they were trying to contain it. Shino's kikaichi were buzzing around, and though no one really saw it, he had a frown on his face, as did Kankuro and Temari. Gaara, having a close bond with Naruto, (them being best friends, after all) he was openly leaking killer intent, a look of hatred on his face.

Minato was the one who asked the next question. "And who exactly was this 'teme'?" Minato asked.

"The one of which you speak," Hinata spit out with venom, her tone icy. "Is one Uchiha Sasuke, S-Class missing-nin of Konohagakure. He has a kill on sight order, as of the late Godaime-sama." The Clan Heads across from Hinata were surprise by her dislike of the Uchiha. They didn't expect someone so kind to have that much venom.

Fugaku, who's normally emotionless face, had become a frown. It deepened at the news of his son being a missing-nin. "And what did he do to earn himself such a reputation/" Fugaku asked.

"He left the village, and attacked a fellow comrade when he tried to bring him back." Shikamaru picked up, knowing that it would be bad if Hinata continued. "And put a hole in his shoulder."

Gasps went around the room. "Who did this happen to?" When Fugaku asked this, they all knew who had gotten injured.

"Naruto," Shikamaru replied. Immediately after, a large killing intent was felt around the room, scaring even the Clan Heads. The source, as they all turned to look, was Minato. He was smiling, but his smile was twitching a lot, indicating that he was severely pissed off.

"Do tell," Minato asked in an eerily clam tone. "Would this 'Sasuke-san' be the one responsible for putting a hole through my son's chest, almost killing him?" Minato asked, going from eerily clam to barely concealed rage within an instant. No one asked about the fact that Naruto was his son; they feared that if they asked, they'd get killed.

"A hole through his chest?" Shikamaru repeated. He nodded. "Most likely. The only one who could have done the technique to put a hole through the chest like that is dead."

Minato, who was gripping onto the table, made it crack and shatter into pieces where he was holding it. It was at this point where Naruto cried out in pure fright.

All heads snapped towards the boy, who was now in a tight fetal position. Minato changed from very angry to very worried.

"Naruto, are you alright?" He asked softly, reaching out towards his son. But Naruto screamed, making Minato pause, not understanding what was going on.

"Shit," Shikamaru swore, knowing what was happening. He looked over towards Gaara, who was already put of his seat and hurriedly making his way towards his best friend.

Gaara walked past Minato, and went straight towards Naruto, much to Minato's dislike.

Gaara had stopped one foot step away from Naruto, and kneeled down to his knees. He then put a hand on Naruto's shoulder, and concentrated, closing his eyes.

Everybody in the room was tense, awaiting the red-head's results. When Gaara's eyes reopened, they were filled with worry, rage, hatred, sadness and guilt.

"Hokage-sama," Gaara said briskly, gently picking up Naruto. Minato knew at once and held out his arms for his son. Gaara gently handed Naruto to Minato, who, in turn, cradled Naruto against his body.

Minato sat down in his chair, Naruto securely in his lap. Naruto had calmed down somewhat, but was still shaking. Minato just held him all the tighter.

"What exactly happened to cause this reaction?" Minato asked, in a very unpleasant mood.

Gaara, who had taken back his place between his older siblings, explained.

"Naruto has had a traumatizing past, one I would even shudder at." Gaara began. "Do not take offense at what is about to be said, Hokage-sama, for you, out of everyone here, will not like it."

Minato frowned, but nodded for him to continue.

"To put it simply, Naruto is the Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi no Yoko." Gaara stated, and the Clan Heads eyes widened in shock. Gaara proceeded on before he could be interrupted.

"In the timeline from which we come from, Naruto had been severely abused, beaten within inches of his life a lot of the time. As I took a brief glance before pulling them out, he was tortured on his sixth birthday. He was raped, to put it more accurately, even when he fell unconscious. Needless to say, the ANBU killed the man who did it as soon as he got there."

The room was in silence; in all the females' eyes, despite how hardened they had become, had tears in their eyes. The normally stoic Clan Heads- Shibi, Fugaku, and Hiashi- had sadness in their eyes, layered with guilt. That never should have happened to a six-year-old. Ever. To say the least, no one was pleased.

And then there was Minato. He was barely holding back unrestrained rage at what had happened to Naruto. He held him tighter, getting a whimper from Naruto.

All eyes were on him again, everyone in the room tense. But the tension eased when they saw Naruto snuggle closer to Minato. Minato's eyes had softened considerably at this. He could only hold his son, protect him as best as he could, while he still was able.

"Now," Gaara continued. "There are other things that need to be spoken about…"

0o0

Naruto was in pain; that was the only way to describe it. He had honestly thought that this day would not come again. Oh, how he was wrong.

Naruto knew he couldn't do anything about it, it was part of him being a Jinchuuriki; it was a package deal. Every so often, he'd have to go through the nastier, locked up memories of his childhood, to prove to all the kami that he was still worthy to be a Jinchuuriki. Why, you ask, does he have to go through this? Well, it's all because he himself is a Jinchuuriki.

Its known through the Jinchuuriki that you must prove a way to your bijuu that you're worthy to hold their power. It just so happened that Naruto's had to be in the form of nightmares. The very bad ones.

~Flashback Start~

It was October 10th, and Naruto was trying to get home as fast as he could. He shouldn't have even gone out; he knew how dangerous today was.

Today was the day that Kyuubi was 'supposedly' killed, and that the Yondaime had died. Now, once the villagers had found out that the Kyuubi was sealed in Naruto, they had done everything harmful to him except killing the boy, although they had come close a few times.

And so, Naruto had learned that, in order to survive his birthdays, he had to remain hidden. But at the moment, he was doing the exact opposite of that.

Naruto had gone out that day, only because of his jiji. If it weren't for the fact that his jiji would have become suspicious if he hadn't shown, Naruto would never have even thought about going outside. But here he was, outside, in broad daylight, where all the villagers got themselves drunk, and went after Naruto with the intent to kill.

But, Naruto was very close to his apartment; he could see it, and if he hurried, he'd be safe within his apartment, away from all the villagers. Or so he thought.

Just as he was opening his door, he was hit hard on the back of his head, and he soon only saw black.

When he had woken up, he was in an unfamiliar place. 'Where am I?' He thought to himself. 'Who hit me on the back of the head?' His question was soon answered.

"Well, it looks like the demon brat has awakened." A voice came from somewhere in front of Naruto. Naruto tensed, and only then realized that he was strapped down onto a solid surface.

He tried to free himself, only to realize it was useless. With eyes layered in fright, he fearfully looked at the man. The man just smiled, and he soon began to do things unmentionable, making Naruto hurt so much. But, just as he thought that he would die from all the whips and lashes and cuts, a red-head appeared.

The red-head looked at the scene with disgust. For some odd reason, Naruto got the feeling that he knew this person. And the red-head knew him, as well.

And apparently, the red-head did not like seeing Naruto hurt. So, with a clap, his two hands touched the wall, and for Naruto, everything began to become hazy. Naruto felt a gentle hand smooth his spiky hair out a bit before he was claimed by the land of sleep. And as he fell asleep, he remembered why the red-head was so familiar.

'Gaara…' Naruto thought before he fell into a deep sleep.

~End Flashback~

And that's that! How'd you all like it? This, by far, is the longest I have ever written. I might have written more, but I'm really sleepy right now. So, please review, and please continue to read!