AN: Not much to say. Enjoy! -demonicnargles
"Speech"
thought / talking in mind
"Demon speech"
Demon thought / talking in mind
Kyuubi tested Naruto's legs. His legs. They moved. He tried the... his arms. They also moved at his will. He stood up. And promptly fell over. Those humans make it look so easy...
He crawled to his hands and knees. He slowly got to his feet. He stood. This takes more concentration than it should. I guess I'll have to get used to it. Hmmm... Now for walking.
Kyuubi walked to the end of the small room and back. After he got the hang of it, he put clothing on the floor to make it more realistic. After he mastered this, he practiced jumping, which was far harder than he thought at first. He was practicing running through the halls covered with clothing and balls and stuff, when the sun rose.
Hm? That took a long time! What should I do now? I could finish destroying Konoha... But I should see if I can use my powers in this body first. I'll go to one of the furthest training areas and make sure of what I can do in this body.
With that in mind, Kyuubi laughed and stepped towards the door. "Mwahahahaha-" Kyuubi stopped dead in his tracks. My voice! I don't sound like Naruto at all! I sound like the voice of Doom! Like... me! I could just dash for the training area, but if someone saw me, and if I couldn't access my power... Drat!
To practice his voice, Kyuubi decided to see if he was moving his mouth incorrectly. He went into the restroom and turned on the light, only to notice another problem. His eyes. His blood-red, slitted eyes. Well, that doesn't look suspicious... What can I do about my eyes?... Genjutsu... Even if Naruto had not, Kyuubi had paid attention to the classes, because there was NOTHING ELSE TO DO. Not that he MINDED or anything...
So, I concentrate on what I want to disguise, mold the chakra, he molded his chakra; his vision glowed blue, and voila! His eyes were now... purple. Hmmm... I'm going to have to work on that... Wait! I used Naruto's chakra! How on Earth did I do that! Well, I guess since I'm using his body... I need to practice hand seals, and human techniques, and Naruto's voice, and fix my eyes. And what is this feeling in my stomach? Damn humans and their need for food! And their need for water! And restrooms! The mighty Kyuubi, sitting on the crapper... I hate humans!
Several hours later, Kyuubi had gotten his mastery of seals beyond what Naruto had before. Did he ever even try? He had practiced a few techniques to make sure he could use Naruto's chakra well. He had softened his voice enough to sound like he had gone through puberty overnight and gotten a cold. The voice still needs a bit of work, but it's acceptable... for now. And his eyes looked only a shade darker than Naruto's. But if someone with any skill looked at them, they would tell there was a genjutsu, though they wouldn't be able to see my eyes. But I need to test my power! I can't go through this with only a human's pathetic power!
Suddenly he heard a knocking on the front door. His first instinct was to shoot a giant fireball at it, but then he remembered that he didn't want to show his power without testing its effects on this frail human body. Kyuubi walked to his front door and opened it.
"Hello, Naruto," said the Sandaime. " I realize that you are probably still greiving for Iruka," Who? Oh, the brat's sensei. "But I wanted to let you know that, since you mastered the Shadow Replication, I think that you are skilled enough to be a genin. I would like to present you with your forehead protector."
"Uh, thanks."
"You will need to come to a meeting in two days, where the graduates will be divided into their teams. It will be in classroom 100c. Good luck!" The Sandaime turned and walked away. Dang, I need to get this voice problem fixed! But first, to test my power. If I can use all of my power, I won't need to worry about imitating Naruto. With that thought, Kyuubi strode towards the training grounds.
"It looks like he's going to train. It's very unlike him, but it is to our advantage. We will get rid of the demon brat once and for all!" The group of fifteen villagers followed silently after what they assumed to be Naruto.
Kyuubi arrived at the training grounds. Now what should I use as a target? I- why are so many villagers coming this way?... Ah, they are following me to torment Naruto. They will make good target practice. Kyuubi summoned up his own chakra. To his surprise, it came out of the seal with almost no resistance, although summoning it broke the genjutsu on his eyes. He would have to fix it later. His chakra poured though the seal. The Yondaime wasn't as thorough as he thought. Ha!
"We have you now, demon boy! You can't- Oh my go-"
The man was unable to comtinue after his throat was ripped out.
"Time to die, little humans! Mwahahahaha!"
It felt good to kill again. It had been years since his last kill, and so even these pathetic villagers were good sport. But my chakra was deteriorating Naruto's... my body. My regenerative boost made up for it, but at this rate, I won't be able to summon a quarter of my full power without dying in minutes! There has to be some way to regenerate faster, or protect this body, or to control my chakra outside of the body to keep it from harming the body in the first place. I will have to use it only in small amounts until I can find a way around it. And I think I'm going to have to replace this genjutsu every time I use my chakra for other than healing this body. That's going to be a pain.
Having found out what he needed to, Kyuubi headed back to Naruto's house. I need to practice this voice, anyway.
Kyuubi managed to adjust his voice, although he noticed that any attempt to disguise his identity was useless if he tried to use any of his demonic chakra outside of Naruto's body. He found that he did not need sleep, as his regenerative effects on his body were more than enough to compensate for sleep depravation's effects. Except for the bags under the eyes, but they weren't important.
Kyuubi walked into classroom 100c. No one seemed to notice him. They were busy talking among themselves. Not a single person glanced at him, though he heard a few wonder out loud at how Naruto could have passed the exam. Kyuubi was glad that Naruto had never been popular, because now no one should be able to tell the difference. He was a little curious as to where the kit had gone. He could feel a presence in the back of his mind, but it didn't respond to any of his attempts to rouse it. Perhaps that was just as well.
In a few minutes, the chuunin who had presided over the exam entered the room. He set his coffee on the desk, but held on to the clipboard which Kyuubi assumed to be the list of teams.
"Everyone, quiet! I will be dividing you into teams, and-" The chuunin paused as two more boys sauntered into the room. One was fat and held a bag of potato chips. The other had his hair in a short ponytail. They took seats in the back of the room, and the ponytialed boy seemed to instantly fall asleep.
"Nice of you to join us, Shikamaru, Chouji. As I was saying, after I divide you into teams, you will be leaving with your team leaders, who should be arriving shortly. Team 1..."
Kyuubi tuned out the instructor. He would wait until he heard Naruto's name. There was no point in knowing what teams these pathetic humans were on. Until I find a way to use most or all of my power, I'm going to have to rely on Naruto's abilities. I can only fight with up to a quarter of my power, and that only for a few minutes. If I can get this body to be fast enough, though, a quarter could be sufficient. But still-
"Team 7. Uzamaki Naruto. Haruno Sakura. Uchiha Sasuke." The pink-haired girl on one side of a black-haied boy jumped up with a squeal of delight, while the blonde one on the other side wailed with despair. How strange. "Your jounin leader will be Hatake Kakashi. That concludes the list. Is there anyone who was not called? Good. You may leave with your instructors whenever they arrive."
Everyone got up and began to leave. Everyone except team 7.
The pink-haired genin who Kyuubi understood to be Haruno Sakura began to complain. "Where is Kakashi-sensei? He better not be late! But I guess I get to be alone with... uh..." She blushed furiously, darting a glance at the scowling, raven-haired boy.
Kyuubi was about to ask if he didn't count as a person, but thought better of it. The less I speak, the fewer chances I take of being recognized. I guess if we have to wait here, I can let this body sleep, since I can't really train here."
Sasuke saw Naruto slump onto the table. What a dobe. I don't know how he managed to stay awake for the team divisions, but I knew it couldn't last long. He smirked. Fine with me. I don't need his help. We'll do just fine as long as he stays out of the way. But... how did he pass? I heard that he failed the exam. Whatever. I don't care.
"Hey, um, Sasuke, maybe after we meet the instructor, we could eat lunch together..."
"No."
Sakura looked crestfallen. "But we're going to be on the same team, so we need to get to know each other, and so I thought that-"
"Then have lunch with Naruto."
"Don't be ridiculous! I might as well eat with a rock!"
"Then eat with a rock."
"There's no need to be so rude!" Sakura whirled around so Sasuke wouldn't see the tears gathering in her eyes.
Two hours later...
The door to their left opened, and a white-haired jounin calmly strode into the room. He had both of his hands in his pockets, and his left eye was covered by a sagging forehead protector. The rest of his face from the bridge of his nose down was obscured by a mask.
"Sorry I'm late, guys. I got lost on the way here..."
"WHAT A PATHETIC EXCUSE! YOU LIVE HERE! HAVE YOU NO SHAME!"
Sakura's outburst woke Kyuubi and stirred Sasuke from his brooding.
"I take it that you are Kakashi-sensei," Sasuke stated.
"Yes I am. Meet me on the roof. We'll talk more when you all get there." Kakashi disappeared in a cloud of smoke a leaves.
"What are we waiting for? Let's go!" Sakura ran outside. Kyuubi followed slowly, and Sasuke followed even more slowly. This is a bad sign, thought Sasuke.
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