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Disclaimer….. I am weird…and I don't own Naruto….Tragic, I know

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"Speaking"

'Thinking'

"Bijuu speaking"

'Bijuu thinking'

Chapter 3….Arise old memories

Previously:

"You're alive Tou-san"

"I could say the same to you Sochi." I said, and he tilted his head like a five year old would. "But first tell me, who adopted you as a baby?"

Naruto's ear-splitting grin fell from his whiskered face, "Nobody" he whispered.

"Nobody." I repeated calmly, but in my head, I was thinking, 'There will be hell to pay.'

KAKASHI'S POV

"They've stopped" My team of dogs slowed down.

We stood outside of a small, unassuming cottage. Soft snoring could be heard, along with dull thuds signifying someone's approach. The back door slid pen, and…my heart stopped. "Sensei?"

I expected a smile or a happy greeting from the former Hokage. What I got was completely unexpected. A snarl erupted out of Minato's mouth, along with a Rasengan at the ready. I put my hands up, to show I came in peace…for the moment.

"How dare you!" He sneered, "I trusted you, and you let my own son live alone, without a family?! And now you have the NERVE to show up here, tailing him no less, and act friendly and peaceful?!"

"Wait, it isn't like that!" I quickly said.

"Then what was it like Hatake." I flinched at the use of my last name.

"I wasn't able to adopt him. Trust me; the council blocked everyone who tried. Me, Sandaime-sama, Hizashi, all of your friends tried multiple times, heck, even Jiraya-sama tried, and is still trying."

"You could have still taken care of him."

"I did, I gave him food, money, and if he needed it, shelter. Danzo had his ROOT ANBU watching him, and would have known if I took him in. I did all that I could do." 'Well, I could have shown him who it was, instead of just letting him see my ANBU mask…'

Just then, Jiraya popped out of the trees. He skidded to a stop, and froze. "Oh my kami. But you're supposed to be dead!" he eventually shouted.

"And you should be quieter." We listened, and noticed the light snoring from inside had stopped.

Minato's face lost some of its anger and he waved us inside, just as Naruto was making his way to the door. The moment he saw us, we all saw betrayal flash across his face, and then he took off.

JIRAYA'S POV

'One last leap,' I looked out at the clearing and stopped dead in my tracks at the messy blonde hair, "Oh my kami. But you're supposed to be dead!"

"And you should be quieter." I stopped and listened as that breathing inside the cabin had stopped. Minato let us inside, and we encountered Naruto. I opened my mouth to speak, but he wasn't even paying attention to me, but we all saw the hurt that skittered across his face. The next thing I know, we are chasing him once again.

I sighed. We ran in a triangle formation, Minato on point, me on the right, and Kakashi on the left. "Naruto, wait!" Kakashi yelled.

"Why was he hurt that you all were here?" Minato questioned.

"He thinks we are trying to capture him and bring him back to Konoha. We just need to talk to him."

Minato's response was a flash of yellow, and then he was gone.

NARUTO'S POV

Tears flooded out of my eyes. 'He probably told them they could take me back.' My resolve steeled, 'No, I won't ever go back to that hell hole. Not alone at least.'

Then, I tripped. When I looked up, I saw my father there. "You are here to drag me back to Konoha." I stated angrily.

"No" he said. "They came, and then you woke up. They just want to talk. I won't let you go, so why don't you just sit down." Dad walked over to a log, sat down and patted a spot next to him. I walked over uncertainly.

Once both of us were seated, he spoke soft and clear, "What's wrong. I mean, I know you were in the orphanage all your life, but the village, the people, they are so nice. Why don't you want to go home?"

I snorted. "Home, that's a nice fantasy Dad." He frowned. "That place hates me. The villagers have beaten me, so have multiple shinobi. I was kicked out of the orphanage when I turned three, shops wouldn't let me in to buy food or clothes, my house was vandalized, and my stuff stolen, and you think I would call that place home? Face it Dad, Konoha has changed since you were alive."

As my rant continued, my father's face grew sad, "I, Son, I am so sorry for what they have put you through, but It is still home, and I will be with you. I can't believe that the Konoha disrespected my son though."

"That would be because Sarutobi never told anyone, not me, not the villagers, not the council, not even Naruto."

"Heck, I didn't even know till he was in the Chuunin exams, and I am his godfather!"

I stiffened as I watched Kakashi and Jiraya walk into view.

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