In only a few weeks, even the blindest person in the whole village could notice the changes the Nine Tails container went through; gone was the happy go lucky Naruto. The blond Jinchuriki now took on a rather dour appearance. The most notable changes other than his personality was his change of apparel.

Most would be glad of the sudden shift from his rather loud orange jump suit; Naruto now wore a chainmail under his shirt that was the color of crimson blood. The chainmail was a bit hard to adapt to but in time Naruto became used to its bulk and was useful to help develop muscles. He also wore a pair of standard ninja pants and shoes. Over all of this, he always kept a black cloak and hood that shielded most of his appearance from people. It was tremendously accommodating for helping draw attention away from him and less town people began to notice him.

Rarely was he seen in the streets of Konoha, he was only seen when he needed food or other everyday necessities. Mostly he kept to his home, pouring over numerous scrolls outlining everything from strategies to defensive and offensive jutsu and even an odd medical scroll that adorned the piles strewn haphazardly across the floor.

The only place he spent more time at then his home was deep in the forests that grew along the top of the Hokage Mountain. Although today was unlike the rest, today he had been instructed by Kyuubi to choose himself a weapon and so the day now found him wondering the streets looking for an establishment to fill his need. Fortunately for him he didn't have to wait very long. He soon passed a shop that had a broad banner overlooking the shops entrance read, in bold red.

Ito's Iron and Steel

Naruto gazed at the sign from under his hood and slowly began to make his way over and through the doors, sliding his hood off. Inside was well lit with the light glinting off the many polished swords, spears and countless other instruments of death. "Welcome to Ito's Iron and Steel Weapons shop!" A cheery voice called from the counter.

Naruto turned his head and laid his cerulean eyes upon a young girl seated behind the checkout desk. She had her mousy brown hair pulled up into two buns on either side of her head and was dressed in an obviously Chinese fashion.

"My name is Tenten, I don't believe I have seen you around before stranger; what can I help you with?" Naruto kept his silence for a few moments before replying.

"Just looking." With that, he walked through the many aisles observing the goods as he passed. After an a few minutes he finally came to an interesting piece of hardware. He saw a set of dual blades.

They were put one on top of another, one having a solid black sheath and the other have a blinding white sheath. They both had rectangular hand guards and simple round hilts. Naruto put his left hand onto one sheath and his right hand onto the sheath. Naruto slowly gained a devious smirk. "These will do perfectly fine…"

He took the items to the checkout desk and placed them on the counter. Tenten took the weapons and looked them over before placing them both into one big bright red box. "Not many ninja use two words. Maybe one if anything actually. Why did you chose these; just out of curiosity of course?" She inquired, locking eyes with the blond. "Because…" Naruto began but was cut off by the sound of a crashing door. "TENTEN! GET UP STAIRS NOW!"

Tenten was taken aback by her father's anger and immediately ran up to her room not wanting to deal with his wrath. After she had retreated the older man turned his seething glare on the blonde container. "We don't sell to your kind here! Now get out!" The anger in his yell caused Naruto to narrow his eyes into slits.

"My money is as good as anyone else's, old man." The young blond replied, his voice cool but tempting. "I SAID GET….HMMMPH!" In an instant he was pinned against the far wall by a glowing orange and red arm that extended from Naruto's outstretched hand.

"I said," He slightly closed his hand and the result was the chakra constricting tighter around the storeowner. "I was buying these…Now you will let me, and mention this to anyone and I promise I will kill your daughter and leave you to live."

Several minutes passed before Naruto set foot out onto the street again with a bright red box under his arm. Jumping high into the air, he began to run along the rooftops towards the Hokage monument. He silently thanked Kyuubi for the gifts of the contract.

Most of his new abilities where passive ones such as boosted strength and speed as well as sharper senses but the one he really loved was the ability to channel Kyuubi's chakra through his body to create what he called The Chakra Arm.

As the name suggests he could now extend his reach up to four feet out of one arm, but the real fun was how he used them. Sure, it was an arm but after hours of experimentation he found he could control the shape and density of this 'arm' as well as form a small thin sphere of Chakra in his palm that could very well tear through human bone and skin, he liked to call that one Rageki.

Time Skip – 3 Hours

The sun had begun to dip below the horizon, painting the sky vibrant orange and red hues as Naruto lay panting on the grass off a ruined training field. A fine layer of sweat covered his shirtless body and his breath came short and fast. Today's training had been grueling as he continued to perfect both the Chakra Arms and the Rageki.

As of right now the eight year old only had those two jutsu and he trained himself into the ground to perfect them to a tee. There was a saying that the Nine Tails had mentioned that he had taken too heart. He could still hear those words echo through his memory.

Flash Back

During the day, he trained his body but it was at night that the real work began. When he fell asleep, he was automatically taken to his mindscape where the great fox gave him lectures on a many things. He remembered sitting there in that dank water silently as Kyuubi spoke.

The topic was on the strength of a ninja. They had talked for hours until Naruto had inquired of the Fox. "When will you teach me new jutsu?" The gigantic Fox had laughed at that. "Why do you need more jutsu? You already have two." Naruto had jumped up and declared that he need more in order to get stronger. "What real ninja only used two jutsu!?" He shouted, scowling at the Grand Kitsune.

After a moment Kyuubi had shaken his great head at the boy. "A ninja's strength isn't measured by the amount of abilities; it is measured by the quality. Someone who has a hundred jutsu can be easily bested by a ninja who knows only ten. The difference is in the quality of the attack but that is not to say other factors are not necessary. One must also take into account two other factors, and they are strategy and will. Without those other two ideas then no matter how strong or potent a ninja's ability, they will never win." The rest of the night was spent with Kyuubi reliving events he had seen and Naruto had soaked them up like a dry sponge that was tossed into a lake.

Time Skip – 3 years

The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon as Naruto stood on the head of the Fourth observing the still mostly sleeping Konoha. Every now and then, a ninja could be seen hopping from roof to roof. They seemed like fleas to him, little black specks hopping around like that.

He turned to the forest and started walking into the trees that lined the Hokage Mountain. He wanted to get in a few hours of training before he headed to his first day in the ninja academy. He did not know what to expect really. He knew he would get harsh treatment as usual. However, he could almost sense an air of uncertainty. This day would not be ordinary…

Although one thing he did expect was a bunch of kids who did not actually know a thing about being a ninja, most likely they would look at as a game to be played. They would sit through the lessons imagining themselves as top of the line heroes doing a great many things that would be labeled as legendary.

He knew that they did not know what being a ninja all was about; there was no way they could. They did not know the true horrors they would be subjected too. They did not yet realize the hours of truly excruciating training they would have to go through, while Naruto was well aware. It was his life.

They thought that power and prestige would simply be handed to them, but he knew different. Naruto had seen those horrors thanks to the fox who had given Naruto the memories of them. He somewhat thanked him for them but somewhat hated them. He had seen things no one his age should have ever seen…But he also now knew what being a ninja was like. It was a double-edged blade. He had experienced the hardships of driving himself into the ground. He only hoped inside himself that maybe he would met someone who he would like or possibly tolerate. Maybe someone he could call….a friend. The Nine Tails was not really a friend and spending days at a time talking to a demon wasn't exactly the most pleasant activity.