I know, even with out your reviews, that I seem to be going on a repeat. Naruto getting in trouble, Naruto almost dying, or already dead, and then a new technique. I promise the next chapter (not this one) will be different, because I will have him start making friends. Then, later on, I hope to have a time skip to genin exams. I hope this story doesn't seem to repetitive to the readers, because that means I failed my job as an author. Also, I'm sorry if the speech between Naruto and the Third is too... shabby? Pathetic? Stupid? (you'll see when you read it) I had a little trouble with it, but I wanted that speech, or something along the lines of that, to be said to Naruto, so thats why I made another murder attempt.

"Speach"

'Thoughts'

"Demonic, Higher Power Speaking"

Vibrations: Chapter 6

Words of Hope

She lunged.

The boy stood still, looking at her.

She brought her arm back.

One word echoed in the boys mind.

'Demon…demon…demon…demon…

'DEMON!'

Hundreds of voiced thundered into his head. Thousands of copies of the dreaded word, all from different voices, rained down. Hundreds of memories, much like this one, came into mind. All those memories held that hatred, all hatred lingered in the eyes. All those pairs of eyes, wishing death on him.

This parade of voices entering his head caused him to loose hope, and his eyes turned blank. His soul had already had millions of little cracks, but this threw a kunai at the center of his soul, shattering it. With no will to fight, actually, with hardly any thought at all, Naruto stood, stranded, as death stared him in the face, inching closer and closer to him, in the form of a female ANBU.

"Demon, go away!"

"You did this to me!"

"You killed my family!"

"You made me suffer!"

"Demon!"

"Beast!"

"Monster!"

"Murderer!"

"DEMON!"

"DIE!"

Then…

Blood dripped down.

The eyes that held hatred stared him down.

His heart was pierced.

Then, the pain.

The pain of the wound.

The pain deep within his heart, his soul.

Then red swarmed his vision.

Not the nothingness of black.

The anger of red.

It seeped down into his vision, numbing the pain, promising sweet things.

He welcomed it.

Bird looked down at the boy, her keen hearing heard the falter in his beating heart. She heard the heart slowing down. She narrowed her eyes and spit on the boy, "Good." She said aloud, even though no one could hear her, "That's taken care of." The body was bloody, she was sure. But she had used a standard kunai, one that every ninja uses. She grabbed the knife, twisting it, making the wound wider, and threw the kunai behind her. No one would know what she did here; there was no evidence, except a dead demon.

Before the heart said its last beats, though, red chakra pulsed out flowing like the paused, then flowing again, sequence of blood, forming a fox shape image around the boy. Chakra condensed into an image of two fox like eyes over the closed eyes of the boy, the fox seeing somewhere else besides the damp sewers of the boys mind for the first time since he had been sealed. Moving its chakra, the fox made the unconscious boy get into a four-legged crouch, ready to pounce on the woman who was about to not only kill the boy, but also the fox itself.

"So, the fox finally shows its true colors." The woman sneered, back on her guard. She made hand seals, blowing a stream of white fire from her mouth, aimed at the boy.

The boy stood there, taking the hit. "Fool" muttered the woman, but stopped when the fire dissipated, and the boy was still standing. "I forgot," she whispered, "The demons main element is fire, fair enough." She made hand seals, but this time, instead of a stream of fire, a stream on water poured out of her mouth instead.

But the water only made the fox angrier, and launched itself at her as the heat around its body turned the water to steam. He launched himself when he came within 5 feet to the elite shinobi, but froze, in midair.

What had stopped the fox was a 3 foot long pillar of sharp stone sticking out of the ground, and skewering the boy where his wound, almost healed up, was. The boy was frozen, but his heart still struggled on as the fox's eyes viewed the dirt below him, before loosing consciousness. The red chakra seeped back into the boy, no longer helping him.

As the female ANBU walked away, the heart grew more quiet, then…

Ba'boom.

The final beat, the last struggle towards life.

Then it lay silent.

'No…' a wave of anger hit this newly awakened man, even though he had never been brought to consciousness in six years. Somehow, he knew what was going on.

'NO!'

Chakra surged into the blond haired boy, but not the boys own, and not even the vile red chakra. It was different. It was pure.

Bird turned around in shock, and then frowned. She should have known that the boy wouldn't be killed that easily. He was a demon, after all. She took the blade that she had used to try and kill him, the blade that she had dropped on the ground. The chakra confused her, though, because it was not the evil chakra that she had remembered from six years ago, and the chakra the fox had just fought with. It was like nothing she ever felt.

An accumulation of chakra, so great in mass that it was visible, covered the boy. The chakra lifted him up off the ground, so great was its power. It formed a shield over him, protecting him from anything outside of the body. It began to pump into the body of the boy at a furious rate, making the pressure higher and higher, filling it until the pressure was so great, it exploded.

The pulse threw the ANBU, who would forever remain nameless, into a tree, breaking her neck and killing her. Even though she was a trained ANBU, this blast was not expected, and with only a tenth of a second to react, she could only watch as the pulse of chakra grabbed her and threw her backwards, as if it wanted her dead. It spread across the village, its remains making the village sparkle in the sunlight. But most importantly, it signaled the Hokage in the tower, making him rush off into the day, towards the source of the Chakra, where a boy would be.

Naruto woke up, and looked around. The memory of the encounter wiped away. As he looked around, he realized he was in the forest, where he was going to practice his Chakra training. Naruto smiled and brought his hands up, he must've fallen asleep. But then he stopped and stared at his hands, there was blood on him. In fact, as he looked around his body, he found blood all over him, and a cut in his clothing over the heart. Blood pounded in his head as he opened up the tear, and found a pink scar there, tinged with red, but it must have been his imagination, because when he blinked, the scar was gone.

Naruto breathed heavily and looked around, he saw the trees around the little clearing. He looked toward his stuffed animal, but it was all right, he turned is head to his left, and stopped. He saw a bundle, of what appeared to be clothes. He walked up to it, and moved it around.

Then he screamed.

Sightless eyes stared back at him, as blood dribbles down the woman's lips.

Naruto backed away, looking at his hands, and suddenly knew that this was his doing. He ran to the river that was close by, throwing off his clothes along the way.

When he got to his destination, he dives into the river, trying to scrub the blood off, the evidence. When his body looked clean enough, he got out and shook like a dog to get the water off, and he began to scrub his hands raw. No matter how hard he scrubbed them, the bloody mess never seemed to leave his fingers. Tears streamed down his face when what he had finally done hit him. Only when the tears dropped on his hands, did the blood finally seem to flow away. He kneeled and cried into his hands, never wanting to take another life, never wanting to go back to the body of the ANBU. He cried until there were no more tears.

Demon.

Maybe they were right.

That was where the Third found Naruto, still kneeling, stark naked, on the rivers edge.

Naruto felt the old mans presence, but never turned to try and see if the Hokage was saying something.

The Hokage was saying something, but seeing that it never touched Naruto's ears, there is no point in adding it to the script.

"Jiji?" Naruto interrupted the Hokage, knowing that the littlest thing he said would grab the Hokage's attention.

The Hokage fell silent, listening to the boy.

"I, I really am a demon, aren't I?" He boy pulled his hands away from his eyes, looking at the bloodied heaps of flesh. "I killed her, Jiji, I killed her!" The boy stood and turned around, staring at the man. "I'm a monster, a demon!" The tears, which the boy though had dried up, flowed again, "What right did I have? What right did I have to take her life away? What difference am I from a murderer?" He looked up into the eyes of the Hokage, expecting to see hate, instead he saw sympathy and compassion.

"My dear boy," Sarutobi knelt and held the boys shoulders, forcing the boy to look at him, "There are times in life when you are forced to do something you yourself do not agree with. There are times when you are forced to abandon a comrade, or when you have to let your enemy leave, or even kill a human, because if you do not do these things, the consequences would be dire. It doesn't mean that the human you kill is innocent, nor does it mean you are a murderer."

"wha-?" Naruto sniffled out, trying to dry his tears.

"Do you know what a murderer is?" Naruto shook his head yes, so Sarutobi continued, "A murderer kills people on purpose. A murderer can either care, or not care. To me, people that are murderers kill without remorse. People who kill but are sad to have done so, that is a human. Humans make mistakes, humans are not perfect, humans, are neither angles, nor demons. Humans have emotions. Now, Naruto, don't you think you are not perfect, do you know you have emotions?" Naruto shook his head yes, "That means you are a human. Do you feel remorse?" Naruto thought a little about what that word meant, then nodded, once again, yes, "That means, to me, you are not a murderer. You are a human, Naruto, not a demon. You are not a murderer. Now, Naruto, do you remember killing her?" Naruto furiously nodded his head no. "Then how do you even know you're a murderer? Don't blame yourself, Naruto, for something you don't remember doing. If you don't remember doing it, then you either did not kill her, or you didn't do it on purpose. Do you think you are a murderer?"

Naruto had been seeing what the Third said, and when he compared himself to what he said, he couldn't say he was a murderer. Trying to find his voice, Naruto voiced out a weak, "No."

"Or a demon?"

This was by far the hardest question. Even though he could say no, since the Hokage said he was human, he could still not remove 6 years of being called a demon, in one night. Naruto tried desperately to say no, but he couldn't. All he could force out was a, "Maybe." But it was more then he ever thought he could work out.

Sarutobi nodded in satisfaction, if he could get the boy to say that much in one night, maybe it wouldn't be so hard to change the boy's view of himself. He poked the boy in the heart, holding his finger there where, unbeknownst to him, the scar once was. "You are a child of six years old, who has had too many hardships in his life. There is non other like you. But most importantly, you are Uzumaki Naruto, a Konohana citizen."

Naruto smiled, as tears ran over his lips, but they were no longer tears of sadness and anger, they were tears of satisfaction and peace. The image of the Hokage blurred a bit, the tears muddling his sight. He could no longer understand what the Hokage was saying, he didn't care. He had just seen something that he had never thought he would see. Recognition. He lunged forward and wrapped his tiny arms around the Hokage. "Thank you, Jiji."

"Your welcome, Naruto." He held the boy for as long as the tears ran down Naruto's face, and wiped them off with the handkerchief he had in his pocket. Naruto backed up to look at the man who had granted one of his greatest wishes, and smiled as his tears dried up.

"Now," said the Hokage, "We should probably start heading back." The man, feeling his age once again, looked at the sky, now starting to shift into a red. For the first time ever, the Hokage picked Naruto and set him of his back. "Hold on!" cried the man to the person behind him, though the boy on his back didn't hear him, and the Hokage started to run.

Naruto would never forget that ride, as the wind whipped his hair back, the chill of the air numbing his face from the thousands of needles stinging his skin. The sent of the forest, more polluted with smells then the city, wafted up his nose, each sent disappeared as quickly as it had arrived. And for a moment, Naruto felt as though he were with the birds, flying high into the sky, and weaving his way in and out of the trees.

Naruto lay in bed, staring at the moon which looked like the pupil of the sky, the stars and the deep blue of the sky were the iris. His thoughts lingered on what had happened tonight. He had remembered more then he had said to himself: he had remembered the pain of the woman calling him demon, but mostly, he had remembered the invitation, the wishes that the red had promised him, and Naruto shuddered. If the only way the red could start granting wishes was if he would start killing people, he wanted nothing of it. But he remembered how easy it was to say yes to the red, and how hard it had been to try and refuse.

'I'll grow stronger…' though the blond boy, before saying, with the moon as his witness, "I promise to fight the red as hard as I can, I will promise to fight and train hard, so I can deny the red, and I promise to refuse to kill anyone, so that I will not become heartless like other people have, unless killing is absolutely necessary for me to save what I love." The boy put his hand to his heart, and looked solemnly to the moon, "I promise."

Poke… 'twitch'

"How'd you get that?"

Poke… 'twitch'

"Can I get one?"

Poke… 'Twitch, Twitch'

"What is it?"

Poke… "Twitch, Twitch'

"Is it real?"

Pok-

"ARRRGGGHHHH!" A man got up, his robin blue eyes blazing, as his brown hair flew behind him.

"But-" Iruka was cut off.

"I'M LEAVING!" The man ran out the door, leaving behind two confused siblings standing near where he once was, and a class full of 5 to 6 year olds.

What had happened was that Iruka's assistant teacher had to move outside of Konohana because of family related business, and since then, Iruka has gone through 6 assistant teachers, who obviously couldn't handle the younger kids. Take today's substitute assistant, for example. He had only started this morning, and had decided to sit next to the desk, instead of behind it. Mistake # 1. Why, do you ask, was it a mistake? He had a prosthetic left leg. Mistake # 2 was that he had sat still, looking over the class, and ignoring the questions that students had come up to ask him, before class had started. Mistake # 3, was letting himself be spotted by the Gunsioun kids, both orphans made from the attack of the Kyuubi, both of them had too much curiosity for plastic things, and just as the brother and sister viewed it, they knew, they just HAD to touch it, just to see if it was real.

The kids had started poking his fake leg, and just like that, Iruka lost his 7th substitute before he had even started.

Iruka stopped trying to call the man back, and instead direc ted his full furry of his glare on all the kids.

'Uh-oh' they all thought simultaneously.

Iruka's eyes started twitching from the sheer force it put behind the glare, and the class's teacher said, "Since you guys chased away my assistant, you will now no longer be going on the field trip." Groans could be heard throughout the class while Iruka was trying to keep his anger at bay, "Now instead I want everyone to line up in the front of the class, so I can test how far you guys have managed to pull out your Chakra." This news replaced the groans with a few cheers. All the kids had gone out of their way to gain access to their Chakra, and a few have even managed to do just that.

Most of the class has gone already and had been allowed to sit back down, when it was Naruto's turn. He went up to the middle of the classroom, and sat down in a cross-legged position. Iruka looked at the boy questionably, but didn't say a word.

Meanwhile, with Naruto, he was trying to dive down once again into himself. He had been able to once again find that steel dome, and felt his chakra move around inside it. He felt around the surface, trying to find that small hole in it once more. When he managed to feel it, he began the slow process of pulling it out.

Five minutes had passed since the boy had sat on the floor, and the kids started to turn to each other and talk, no longer having their attention on the boy. Iruka, too, was starting to grow irritated, and was about to shake the boy out of his meditation state, when he felt a spike in chakra. Other students, although they did not know what it was, felt it to, and the whole rooms attention turned to Naruto.

The boy started to have wisps of blue appear out of thin air next to him, only to disappear again. But one by one, the wisps grew more numerous, before entirely cloaking Naruto in a blue veil. The boy opened his eyes, but they were no longer blue, but were a glowing white, the boy having lost consciousness earlier.

Iruka knew something was wrong when the boy opened his eyes, a boy this young was not meant to have this much chakra! When he thought that, the Chakra suddenly changed its demeanor, and lashed out like a tornado.

Naruto knew something was wrong when he reached in too deep, and felt malevolent Chakra force itself on him, and he suddenly ended up in a big sewer. 'Like the one from before!' thought the boy, as he remembered his near death experience. He looked above him, and saw the pipes that hung from the blackness above like an ornament.

Naruto ran through the hallway, this time the stone was perfectly smooth, though, and no doors showed other directions. The boy knew that the last time he was here, he had found the solution at the end of the cave, and he knew that he needed to get back to the classroom, so the boy ran on.

In a minute, Naruto found himself in a small circular room. When he looked back the way he had come, all he saw was a wall; he was locked in.

He looked at his surroundings. There was nothing much in the room, except for the blue pipe with the lever sticking out in the middle of the floor. There were words written by the lever, but he couldn't read them.

Making a split decision, Naruto ran and pulled it down.

Just as Iruka leaped, prepared to knock out the boy, the Chakra diminished, and then disappeared altogether.

"Ow… My head." Naruto was now on his knees, clutching his head lightly. He looked around, and saw that the class was staring frightfully at him, turning to Iruka, the boy asked, "Was it that bad?"

"No, you did well." Iruka decided to cheer the boy up, "Just learn to control it better."

"Right!" Naruto ran back to his seat and smiled cheerfully.

Needless to say, the last people in line didn't perform nearly as well as Naruto, but then again, many thought that that was a good thing.

The class passed, uneventful compared to what had happened, but before Naruto left, Iruka gave him some advice on Chakra control exercises. Naruto thanked his sensei, before going out to work on them.

As I said above, I am sorry for all the things looking like it was repeated time, and time again in this story, I am hoping to change that in the next chapter, again, as I said above.

Also, I'm sorry for the crappyness of the talk between the Hokage and Naruto. I tried the best I could, but I think I'm horrible at touchy conversations.