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Chapter 12: Reap What you Sow

Silence reigned in the small room for what seemed like hours. As Naruto listened to the story he nearly found himself in tears, were he not as strong willed as he was he may have very well cried. He had already known much of what had happened, Kyuubi had informed him of everything she knew. But hearing it from his father's perspective really gave the knowledge a more personal feel to it.

"And that's everything," Minato said.

Sarutobi stood from his seat and knelt before Naruto, who had a rather pensive look on his face. With a sigh he spoke, "Naruto…I'm sorry."

Naruto looked at the old man and frowned. "What for?"

"Biwako-chan was my wife. I knew she was the woman to help your mother deliver you and when she died that day…the anger that I held at her loss…it kept me from doing more to ensure that you were seen as the hero you are as you grew up. I knew it wasn't your fault, but I couldn't bring myself to not feel a bit of resentment…and…I'm sorry. I saw your father seal the Kyuubi away, condemning you to the life of Jinchuuriki, but I didn't know it was because someone else forced his hand. Can you forgive me?" Sarutobi pleaded with the youngest ninja among them.

Naruto closed his eyes. "No..." everyone winced and as Sarutobi looked down the blond continued. "Forgiveness is just giving someone permission to do it again. However, I am willing to forget... to leave the past where it belongs, in the past, and to move on."

"Thank you, Naruto," Sarutobi said as a few stay tears ran down his face.

"Heh, no problem Ojisan," Naruto said with a smirk. His smirk soon turned into a frown however, as a thought occurred to him. "How did Madara know about the seal?" he looked at his father who was staring at him pensively. "I suppose he could have figured out the part about the seal weakening during child birth. But how did he know I was going to be born? And how did he know the exact time the birth would take place and where? Wasn't my birth supposed to be a well-kept secret? How could he have figured all of that out?"

"I... I don't know," Minato said. There was a pensive silence for several moments as everyone realized Naruto had a point. "There were only a few people who even knew of Kushina's pregnancy. Myself, Biwako, Taji, Sarutobi, the elders... we didn't even tell the ANBU who they were guarding or why, just that it was very important they not let anyone inside."

"So basically, we've got a serious leak in Konoha," Naruto said. "Someone betrayed kaa-san's location and the date of my birth to Madara... but we don't know who."

"It seems we'll have to be careful and do what we can to root out this traitor," Minato said, looking pensive. "we'll start with the elders, since they are the ones who I think would benefit the most from betraying me. At the moment however, there isn't anything we can do as all we have is speculation." The Yondaime shook his head and focused his thoughts elsewhere. "Naruto, I was wondering if you would be willing to tell us how you got the Rinnegan..."

Naruto frowned as he looked at the other two, both of whom seemed interested. "Very well. You gave us some of the history of the Uzumaki Clan. Now I shall do the same. The Uzumaki and Senju clans have always held close ties. They were distantly related to each other. However, what most people don't know is they were also related to the Uchiha, going back to the time when chakra was first being doscovered. Their relation to that clan was through one man. You may know him as the Rikudou-Sennin..."

Birth of the New Demon King

Kyuubi walked down the hall of one of the many strongholds of the Kitsune clan. The walls of the hallway were a dark beige stone, with glittering candles lighting the area. The floor was also made of stone, but was lined with a crimson carpet that lay along the center of the hall. Other then that the hallways was fairly barren, lacking the décor that Kyuubi usually preferred in the places she lived in to have. Though considering this was more or less the fortress that her clan went to in times of great conflict, niceties like beautiful decoration were pushed on the way side for functionality.

This particular stronghold was a veritable fortress. Hidden within the Yokōn Mountains in the northern Hemisphere of Makai, the entire base was situated deep inside the very rocks of the mountain and concealed using one of the strongest Kitsune illusions in the world, recharged very one hundred years by sixteen of the Kitsune clans most powerful illusionists. Not even a demon on the caliber of herself could see through it unless they already knew this fortress existed.

Reaching the end of the hallway, Kyuubi came upon a large set of double doors being guarded by two Kitsune with four tails. Upon noticing her approach the duo snapped at attention and opened the doors. Nodding to the two of them, Kyuubi walked into the room beyond.

The place she had entered was easily recognizable as a conference room. It was large, and cylindrical, with a large circular table in the center of the room. Surrounding that table were twelve seats, with all but one of them already filled.

At Kyuubi's entrance everyone fell into a hushed silence, the Kitsune present staring at her as she walked to her seat, a large thrown like chair to show her elevated status. "First off, I would like to thank Heseki-san for getting in touch with all of you," Kyuubi said, nodding at the old man sitting two seats on her left. "It has been many hundreds of years since a full council has been called in session..." she paused for a second, letting that sink in. It was a subtle reminder to everyone of her power, no one but she could call in a full session of the Kitsune clan council.

"There are many things that have happened in the last six hundred years. As you know, I have been out of touch since I was in the human world. I would like a report on what has happened during my time away."

An older Kitsune with five tailed stood up and bowed. "Of course, Kyuubi-Sama..."

Kyuubi listened intently as the members of the council gave their reports, a thoughtful frown on her face. It seemed that the two remaining Demon Kings, Yomi and Makuro were still in a state of warfare, though it had turned into more of a cold war. Only a few skirmishes had happened in the last two hundred years, and neither Yomi nor Mukuro had gone into battle in the last four hundred.

That was a good thing as far as she was concerned. With the two still glaring at each other, it meant they wouldn't turn their attention towards her and Naruto, giving her enough time to train Naruto until he was ready to claim his thrown. It also meant their forces were weak, since they were in a cold war that meant they hadn't really done any heavy fighting. This was also a good thing because it meant Naruto would be able to gather a large force and train them, and the forces of the two Demon Kings would be to weak to do anything until Naruto marched on their doorstep.

"...So far they have left our clan alone, deeming that we are not a threat with you gone."

Kyuubi nodded as one of the older members finished their report. She was just about to speak when another voice called out in question.

"And perhaps now that you know what has been happening here. Why don't you tell us why you left for the human world?"

Turning her head to face the voice Kyuubi scowled. "Youko. I had not realized you were a member of this council," she said in a dangerous voice.

The one known as Youko, a seven tailed Kitsune with long white hair and carmine eyes smirked. "I was promoted four hundred years ago, when one of our councilors died from lingering injuries. But you did not answer my question..."

"You almost make it sound as if I am answerable to you," Kyuubi said in a dangerous voice. She leaked out a fraction of her power, letting the seven tailed kitsune know he was treading dangerous waters.

"That is not what I said at all," Youko replied calmly, completely ignoring the killing intent. "Merely that you were avoiding the question. And I do not believe it unreasonable to ask what our leader was doing in the human world, when she should have been helping lead us." Many of the other Kitsune nodded and mumbled in agreement, though they were not as challenging on the stance as Youko.

Kyuubi forced herself to keep an impassive face as she spoke. "Very well, I suppose there is no harm in telling you. I left for the human world because I knew that if I stayed, Yomi and Makuro would consider our clan that much more of a threat, and would have made more effort to destroy us. With many thinking I was dead, and our clan being scattered, I knew that at least some of our members would survive."

"During my time in the human world I began looking for a way for us to reclaim our former greatness. There are many secrets hidden amongst the humans, secrets that could raise our status back to what it had been before, when Raizen-Sama was still alive and we were one of the most respected clans in Makai."

"I see," Youko seemed to grimace when Kyuubi mentioned Raizen. Fortunately he stilled his tongue from talking badly about the man, knowing that the red head did not tolerate people who spoke ill of the former Demon King. "And did you find anything that you think can help us?"

Kyuubi smirked. "As a matter of fact I did. I found a very powerful ally who could help us regain our lost honor... someone who's power dwarfs even my own."

Silence. The silence in the chamber was so complete you could hear a pin drop. The revelation that there was someone stronger then Kyuubi was startling. Very few Demons ever reached her level, and the only ones that had were the Demon Kings and maybe a few other upper S class. Only one person had been able to defeat her in one-on-one combat since she had earned her title, and he was dead.

"And who is this ally you speak of?" asked Youko after spending a moment to regain himself.

The grin on Kyuubi's face was enough to bring shivers to the Kitsune present. "The heir of the third thrown of Makai and descendant of Raizen-Sama himself. Uzumaki Naruto."

Birth of the New Demon King

Minato couldn't keep the frown off of his face as he sat on a small chair in his son's apartment. The entire place was in short, a complete dump. The former Hokage could not believe his son was even allowed to live in a place like this.

When they had first gotten to the apartment, Minato had been surprised to learn that his son was living in the red light district of Konoha. With the Uchiha Police force gone, having been killed by none other then Itachi – a fact Minato was still trying to get over – the ANBU had been forced to take over their duties. However, given that they also had to do the most dangerous missions that came in, there were too few of them to do a proper job of cleaning up some of the more scrupulous areas. The red light district had been formed sometime after the Kyuubi attack due to the lack of forces capable of cleaning it up. And though Minato had no proof, he suspected certain council members may actually be allowing this place to flourish in order to line their own pockets.

What made the resurrected Hokage angry however, was seeing the state of his son's apartment. Just outside of the wall, painted in red paint – which Minato suspected was done on purpose to look like blood – were the words 'Go back to where you came from Monster!'. That alone had been enough to set off the man, and for the first time in his life, Minato had actually contemplated killing everyone in the village. Only the fact that his son told him not to stoop to their level, did the older blond relent.

The inside of the apartment was just as bad as the outside. Most of the furniture was old and worn. The chair he was sitting on looked like it had been found in a dumpster and cleaned with a hose, it was a mix of patch worked cloth and when he sat on it he had been afraid it would break. It wasn't just the chair, all of Naruto's furniture and appliances were worn and broken down.

The walls were chipped and had paint pealing off of them, the ceiling had large stains where the rain had soaked through. The floors were rickety and creaked when one walked, making it feel like they would break with one wrong step. The bathroom was dirty and had mold growing in the shower, the water heater didn't work, and the place was just an in general mess.

"Here you go, tou-san," Naruto said as he set down a beaten up looking cup filled with tea in front of his father. The blond Uzumaki took a drink of his own tea as he sat down and sighed. He was pleased that the clones he had made before leaving the village had been able to get him some proper food and drinks. Looking over at his father, Naruto frowned. "You alright, tou-san?"

"No..." Minato said, his mouth a very thin line. "I'm not alright... I can't believe they would treat you like this. Like, like some kind of monster or..."

"A demon?" Naruto said with a mirthless smile. "But then, you did know how most Jinchurikki were treated when you made me one, right? You knew this was a distinct possiblity."

Minato winced but held firm. "I had thought the faith Konoha's people had placed in me would hold strong, and that they would at least tolerate you. I knew that things would be... difficult for you. But I had never imagined that the people I sacrificed myself for would treat you this badly."

"Most leaders aren't capable of thinking the people they lead could commit such atrocities," Naruto said sagely. "They wouldn't be leaders otherwise. If you don't have a deep seated love for the people to the point that you can willingly place blind faith in them, how can you affectively lead them?"

A chuckle escaped Minato's mouth. "You seem to have a wisdom beyond your years Naruto."

"I just see things as they are," Naruto replied with a shrug. "In truth, all of this started with Uchiha Madara. I can't blame the people of Konoha for being scared and angry, and I can't blame them for their initial wariness of me. However, I can and do blame them for not even taking the time to get to know me. I can blame them for passing on their hatred to their children, and I can blame them for the life I've had to live for the last thirteen years. These are choices they made, and while they may have been a by-product of Uchiha Madara making Kyuubi attack the village, it still doesn't give them the right to do what they did."

"No, it doesn't," Minato agreed. "What do you plan to do?"

"I still plan on becoming Hokage," Naruto said after a moment to take another sip of his tea. "Not for the people of Konoha, but for Konoha itself." The blond took a moment to compose his reasoning before continuing. "Konoha was once a great village, it's shinobi were widely respected as some of the best while under the guidance Senju Hasharima, it's people once loving and kind. While it wasn't perfect, as it was a shinobi village and still committed many atrocities against it's enemies, it was probably the most idealistic place to live amongst all the hidden villages."

"However, all that changed. I can't say when, as I have not been alive long enough to know that. But I suspect it was after Shodai-Sama died. He was the heart of this village, and with his death I don't think Konoha ever truly recovered. It was a slow process, but this village became an ugly place, filled with greed and hatred. No longer being guided by the Hokage, the council has almost total control of all civilian affairs. And many shinobi ones to, I suspect."

"Your right," Minato said. "When I first became Hokage, I could see how many on the council acted. It was only my feared reputation that kept many of them from publicly acting against me. However, I had always suspected that they were committing illegal acts on the side. Money laundering, smuggling, drug dealing, subverting my shinobi forces on false pretenses. I have no actual proof, other then a few dead ends and false trails, but I know that many on the council have been corrupted by greed and the power their position offered."

"Which is why I'm going to change that," said Naruto. "I plan on fixing this cesspit of a village and bringing it back to it's former glory." Truth be told, while Naruto felt respect for the Konoha of old, the current village held no place in his heart. Were it not for the fact that there were a few people he considered precious that he knew would not leave it, and were it not for the fact that he was more or less using Konoha as a testing ground for his leadership abilities, Naruto would have left and let this place die, rather then restore it to it's former glory.

"Then I'll be sure to help," Minato said, getting his son to look at him. The former Hokage grinned at his son. "I have faith that if anyone can change this place for the better, it's you."

"Thanks, tou-san," Naruto smiled. He was still a little unsure about his father, not in any negative way. However, he just wasn't sure what sort of relationship they should have. The blond Uzumaki had been forced to grow up very quickly, his innocence and youth had been irrevocably shattered when he ran afoul a drunk villager for the first time. The front he had put up in front of everybody, that of the happy and ignorant child with a penchant for trouble, had been unknowingly crafted in order to keep his mind from breaking.

With the unlocking of his demonic side, that front had been wiped away, leaving behind the scarred but emotionally strong adult that Naruto had been forced to become. He didn't have any real need for a father, he had raised himself, and his time growing emotionally was over. His ways were set and he had no need for the guiding hand of a father. Still, Naruto felt hopeful that he and his father could have some kind of bond, but it would have to be a friendship of equals. Of brothers, not of father and son.

While Naruto was thinking about what it meant to have a father, Minato studied him. It was rather interesting to see the combination of himself and Kushina in Naruto. The blond had a mixture of his and Kushina's face. He had Minato's eyes and jawline, but his mothers nose. However, the former Yondaime Hokage could also see area's where his son was completely his own person. Namely, the fangs that protruded from his upper lips and the fact that his fingernails were slightly clawed like an Inuzuka's.

"Naruto, do you mind if I look at the seal?" asked Minato.

"You want to look at the seal?" asked Naruto guardedly. "Why?"

"Well, I just noticed that you have some uh, interesting features. And I wanted to make sure it wasn't due to the Kyuubi's influence."

Naruto sighed. He had known this would come up, but had been hoping he could put it off. Oh well. "About the seal... I think there is something you should know... you see, Kyuubi is no longer sealed inside of me. In fact, the seal no longer exists."

"What?" Minato asked calmly, as if he had not heard right.

"There are some things I didn't tell you in the Hokage's office, because they are private and I don't want anyone else to know yet. I would ask that you keep any thoughts and comments to yourself until I'm finished, okay?" He paused and waited for his father to nod before continuing. "Now the first thing I believe I should tell you is that Kyuubi didn't have any intention of destroying Konoha that night. When she was released from Madara's control, her original intention was to leave. However, she couldn't do that with the Konoha shinobi attacking her. I am sure you know the instinct of any sane person, be they human or demon who is being attacked, is to attack back. And that is exactly what she did. I won't go into details because you know the end result of those actions."

"I have already listened to her side of the story, and know many things about her that no one else knows. I know that while she wouldn't care if Konoha burnt to the ground, she wouldn't care if it didn't either. I know she is not evil, and I know that while she hates humans she won't attack unless she is attacked first. Because of that, I let her out of the seal." Naruto lifted his shirt and began channeling chakra through his body. Minato's jaw dropped as he saw, or didn't see, the Hakke Fuuin appear on Naruto.

"B-But that would kill you!" Minato shouted.

"And yet it didn't," Naruto said calmly. His words had the effect of calming Minato down, who grew thoughtful and was no doubt trying to figure out why Naruto hadn't been killed by releasing the Kyuubi.

"Where is Kyuubi now then?"

"In Makai," Naruto answered, getting Minato to blink again. "I have her currently gathering her clan, so that when I return to Makai I will have an information network and the basis of an army." Minto gaped at what his son was saying. Naruto actually laughed at his father's expression. "This brings me to my next point. We are not fully human. I don't know much about your family name, but we are descended from a very powerful demon called Raizen, who was one of the three Demon Kings of Makai, and the most powerful of all three."

"Raizen was a very powerful form of elite demon called a Mazoku, which loosely means Tribe of Devils. It was said that he was capable of destroying the entire world seven times over. He died around six hundred years ago, after falling in love with a human woman. You see, Raizen needed to eat humans to survive, and when he fell in love with her, he felt that he was unworthy of her affection because he ate humans. He left her after making a vow to never eat another human again until he saw her. However, he never did see her again, she died in childbirth before he could return to her. Yet he kept his promise, he didn't eat a single human being ever again and died of starvation a thousand years later."

"We are descended from his child. That is the reason for my changes. When I was in the Forest of Death for the second stage of the Chunin Exams, Orochimaru did something to block the effects of the Hakke Fuuin. This in turned unlocked my demonic heritage which had been sealed by the Hakke Fuuin and made stronger by Kyuubi's youki. Because of that I am now 2/3rds demon, and why I look older then my thirteen years of age would suggest."

To say that Minato was shocked was a very mild way of putting it. Hearing that he and his son were descended from the most powerful demon to ever exist, who was said to be capable of destroying the world seven times over, was astonishing to say the least. However...

"You know, that actually makes a lot of sense," Minato said as Naruto finished explaining everything he knew. "I have always been physically more capable then others, stronger, faster and better able to both deal out punishment and take it then a human should be capable of. While your mom may have said I looked girly, my physical abilities had always surpassed those of my peers. That was actually why I am the only one capable of using the Hiraishin."

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "Why is that?"

"Because unlike what most people think, the Hiraishin is not a reverse summoning jutsu or any form of true Jikukan Jutsu," Minato said with a smirk. "It is a speed jutsu that allows for near instantaneous movement using the seal of my kunai as a marker. And when I say instantaneous, I do mean that. It allows me to travel at the speed of light by opening a rift in space and time, which I can move through. That's far faster then anyone else can ever hope to be and that kind of speed would crush a normal person."

"That sounds like Shundo," Naruto muttered with a frown. It sounded like Minato had found a way to use Shundo, despite not having much demon blood in him. Naruto knew the only reason he had so much youki and demonic properties was because Kyuubi's presence had enhanced and strengthened his own demonic blood. Which was slightly ironic because when she had been sealed inside of him, so to had his demonic heritage.

That Minato could use Shundo, even as heavily modified as his version sounded, was impressive.

Minato blinked as he hadn't quite caught what his son was saying. "Huh?"

"Nothing, I'll tell you later," Naruto replied. "So, if your jutsu's not a Jikūkan jutsu, then how were you able to block a Bijuudama?"

Minato cracked a grin. "It's a special Kekkai Ninjutsu that I combined with my Hiraishin. Basically, I open the rift, but instead of going through it myself, I sent the Bijuudama through it instead."

"Makes sense," Naruto muttered after thinking the theory on how such a technique would work over. It sounded useful, and he could help but wonder if it would be possible for him to use shundo in such a way.

The younger blond decided to switch topics and began telling his father about the many pranks he had pulled within the village. Needless to say, Minato was impressed that his son was able to prank the ANBU and Clan's in Konoha. They reminded him of Kushina when she used to prank the village, only his son's were on a much grander scale. Though it wasn't so surprising when he thought about it, wasn't the new generation supposed to pass the old one anyways?

A knock at the door interrupted their conversation. Opening it up revealed a female ANBU with long purple hair and a neko mask on her face.

"Can we help you?" asked Minato as Naruto looked at the woman before smiling.

"Hey Neko-chan, how are you doing?"

'Neko' turned to look at Naruto. "I'm doing... alright," she replied in a soft alto voice. Naruto frowned when he noticed the slight tremor, but didn't get a chance to comment on it as Neko spoke again. "The council has requested a meeting you with, Yondaime-Sama."

"The council requested?" Minato asked, eyebrow raised. "I was not aware the council could request anything, it is not they who control the shinobi forces."

Neko shuffled her feet unsurely. "I am just a messenger, Yondaime-Sama."

"Right," Minato sighed, "is Sarutobi aware of this?"

"Yes."

"Very well, tell him my son and I will be there in a few minutes," Minato said, closing the door on a stunned Neko. The older blond turned to look at Naruto. "What do you think?"

Naruto blinked as his father asked for his opinion, but shrugged his slight surprise off a second later. "I think the council is getting too big of a head, their ego's are becoming large enough that I don't think they'll fit through a door soon. Perhaps we should help them deflate those egos..." a smirk crossed the blond Uzumaki's face as a plan began to form in his mind. "So here is what we'll do..."

Birth of the New Demon King

The two blonds were walking side by side as the doors to the council chamber opened. The council chamber was designed much like a courtroom. Raised up on a dais was the Hokage's seat, currently occupied by a rather harried looking Sarutobi Hruzen. On chairs in front and slightly lowered were the three elders.

Shimura Danzo, a old frail man, who would normally walk with a cane. He had black shaggy hair, and his right eye is kept bandaged. Danzō has had an x-shaped scar on his chin ever since his youth. He wore a white shirt, with a brown robe over top of it covering from his feet, to just over his right shoulder. Minato knew this man was well-known as a warhawk, and had a much more militaristic view on how the village should be led. He was also the former commander of Root, and though Minato had no proof, suspected that Danzo was still leading Root from the shadows.

Utatane Koharu, an old woman with her hair pulled back in a twin bun locked by a traditional Japanese hair pin with two pearls dangling off the side. She was wearing a simple long kimono, closed by an obi, a jacket, and a sash over it.

And the final member was Mitokado Homura, a man with grey hair, a beard, glasses as well as a constant frown that he always wore, even in his youth. He also has a strong jaw-line a facial structure he had managed to retain even in his old age. His outfit was similar to the robes of the Hokage, only without the red lining, hat, or the kanji on the back.

To their left was the Shinobi council, which consisted of the Clan heads, and the current sotaicho (Captain Commander) of the ANBU. Minato recognized many of those in attendance, some who had been the head of their clan when he had been Hokage, and others who had not been. Of those seats, only one was empty, the seat for the police force, which had been controlled by the Uchiha.

And to the other side was the civilian council. Seeing them here caused Minato to frown. During his time he had managed to separate the civilians from the shinobi council, as their presence wasn't needed for anything ninja related. That they were here meant they had managed to entrench themselves in power during the chaos of the Kyuubi attacks aftermath.

As he and his son fully entered the chamber everyone became silent. At least until one of the councilor's spoke up. "What is he doing here?" a man Minato didn't recognize asked with a sneer as he pointed at Naruto.

Minato's frown grew more prominent. "Do you have a problem with my son, councilor-san?" he asked. The expression 'silent enough to hear a pin drop' wasn't just an expression after those words left Minato's mouth, it was a literal description of how silent the council chamber was.

"S-Son?" one of the members on the civilian council managed to stutter out after getting her voice back. Minato looked at the woman and nearly cringed at the bright pink hair she had. Seriously, who had pink hair?

"Did you think I would be willing to use anyone else's child to seal the Kyuubi inside of?" asked Minato. It was a completely rhetorical question, merely designed to make the people in the chamber think.

And think they did. For the shinobi side of the council, those who had known and worked with Minato, everything now made sense. It was well-known that the man known by many that the Kiroii Senkou never did anything without a good reason, and would never willingly ask someone else to make a sacrifice if he was not willing to do so himself. A few of those in attendance were cursing themselves for having not realized it. How could they have missed the signs, Naruto in many ways looked exactly like Minato, even when he had been a chibi, right down to those ridiculous spiky, golden locks and bright blue eyes.

For the civilian side, they were not thinking about how stupid they were. No, they were now feeling a form of fear. It was well-known how horribly they had treated Naruto, and it would not be hard for Minato to find that out, if he had not already. If he found out how they had treated them, they were sure it would not bode well for them. Fearful mutterings broke out amongst the civilians.

A tapping on a cane soon brought all speaking to a halt. Everyone turned to the only man who would get people's attention that way, Shimura Danzo. "Perhaps we should get to the reason we called you here, Minato-san," the old man suggested. Though if everything went according to plan this man's ability ti disrespect him would be blunted.

Minato resisted the urge to scowl at the man, not at all liking the disrespectful tone in Danzo's voice. However, there was very little he could do. He was not Hokage anymore, and since he had died, he couldn't even be considered a shinobi of this village. "Very well, why exactly have you called me here?"

Sarutobi was the one who took the reigns for this. "I was speaking with the council, and we were wondering what your plans were, now that you have been returned from the dead?"

"I plan on spending time with my son," Minato said. "I have thirteen years to make up for, and I plan on making the most of the time I have here."

"Would you consider reclaiming the Hokage title?"

As soon as the Sandaime's words were uttered, chaos reigned. There was much shouting going on from the civilian council, many of them protesting Minato's return to the position. The clan heads were talking excitedly to themselves. It was obvious they at least, were happy with the prospect of Minato's return. The elders meanwhile, were scowling at Sarutobi, who had obviously ruined whatever plan they had concocted.

Minato waited until Sarutobi managed to get order back to into the council chambers before speaking. "To be honest, I'm not sure why I should." His words caused a ripple of shock to spread through the council chambers. "I gave much for this village, I sacrificed blood, sweat and tears in it's defense. I killed many foreign ninja to keep it safe. I sacrificed myself and my son for the sake of Konoha and it's people! And the only thing I asked for in return was that my son be treated as a hero for keeping your sorry asses safe from destruction! And what happened to that request? That very simple request and the only thing I ever truly asked of my people?"

"You spat on it! You completely disregarded my dying request! You showed me dishonor by not having confidence in my sealing! You showed me that you never truly respected me by treating my son like some kind of disease!"

Everyone was shocked into silence at the Yondaime's angry exclamations. If words had the power to physically harm people, everyone within the chamber would have been turned into nothing more then ashes at the sheer amount of anger in the man's voice. It was becoming very clear to them that Minato was not happy with their treatment of Naruto.

"T-That's not true!" one of the civilian council members shouted.

"DO NOT LIE TO ME!" Minato roared, his voice actually forcing the council member to recoil back in his seat due to fright. "I've seen the dump my son lives in! I saw the writing you people put up on his walls! You people disgust me! Naruto is the greatest hero this village has ever, or will ever see! Because unlike Kyuubi's previous Jinchurikki, he did not choose to house it, it was forced on him!"

"Previous Jinchurikki?" questioned Tsume, who was the only one currently capable of speaking right now. "Are you telling me that there has been more then one Jinchurikki for the Kyuubi?"

Behind his father, Naruto smirked. This was going to be good.

"Yes, as a matter of fact there have been two others," Minato said, his voice calming down. Only the few who knew Minato well could hear the mirth in his voice, the kind he had when he was about to drop of bombshell. "The first, was none other then Uzumaki Mito-Sama, the wife of Shodai-Sama..." Minato paused, letting that thought sink in and watching with satisfaction at the many faces that paled. "And the second, was none other then Uzumaki Kushina, my wife."

Silence. The silence within the council chamber was defining in it's absolution. No one spoke, many dared not even breath as these two revelations came crashing down on them. The wife of their beloved Shodaime Hokage had been the first Jinchurikki for the Kyuubi, a woman who was more loved than any other, almost more loved the Hasharima himself. While Senju Hasharima had been considered one of the founding father's of Konoha, Uzumaki Mito was it's mother. To hear that a woman who was so respected, so loved by the people of Konoha, was a Jinchurikki for the Kyubi No Yokō was a complete shock.

Worse still, they had just learned that Minato's own wife was a Jinchurikki. While Kushina was not as loved as Mito, she had been a widely respected figure. Her battle prowess as a shinobi was as legendary as her temper. Many knew that she and the Hokage had gotten married, though they did not know she had been with child. The shock that they had unknowingly insulted not one, but the wife of two Hokage's was enough that many were rendered completely, and utterly speechless.

"However..." attention snapped to Minato once again who was tapping a finger to his chin. "While I personally don't know if I care for this village as I once did, I do know that my son is a member of it's shinobi forces. And though Sarutobi has done his best to rule of Konoha after my death, he is well past the age where he should be retired and allowed to enjoy life with his grandchild. Therefore, I will be taking up the position of Yondaime Hokage once more."

Once more pandemonium set into the council chambers, with the shinobi side ecstatic and the civilians angry and fearful.

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" Everyone winced at the ear-splitting screech of the pink-haired council woman.

"And why not?" asked Minato.

"Because... because you were already Hokage," the woman said as she attempted to think of a reason the Yondaime could not reclaim his position. "And you died, so you can no longer be the Hokage."

"That is where you are wrong," Minato said with a thin, somewhat malicious smile. It was an odd look for the normally placid man's face, and many people who saw it shuddered. "You see, before I died, I never passed on the hat to my successor. Sarutobi-san took up the position because there was no one else to do the job. But it states in the village charter, created by Shodai-Sama himself, that 'until the Hokage passes on the hat to another, he shall remain Hokage'. So you see Council woman, because Sarutobi, who was my successor, has given me the ok, I am Hokage."

Birth of the New Demon King

It had only been a day Minato was 'renominated' as the Yondaime Hokage of Konoha, yet much had changed in that small amount of time that made it feel like a lifetime to Naruto. So much had happened in such quick succession that it left the blond's head spinning.

During the coronation or 're-coronation' as it were, for the Hokage, the population had given joyous cheers at the sight of their Yondaime Hokage alive and taking up the position once again. Many could not help but feel that everything was going to be better now. They may have just been in a war, but now they had their Yondaime back.

That joy and jubilation lasted until Minato then spoke of how disappointed he was in them. Many people after that had been shocked. They couldn't help but wonder, why was their Yondaime disappointed? What had they done wrong? After the initial shock had warn off, the people had begun whispering to each other, attempting to figure out why their beloved Hokage was so disappointed in them that he would actually express it in a speech.

Then Minato had dropped the bomb shell. Naruto was his son. Their had been rumors of course, started by the many people who had seen them together, most of the one's claiming Naruto being the Yondaime's son were shinobi, the ones who had seen the two on the forefront of the invasion. The civilians of course, had not believed them, and said it was because the Yondaime was controlling Kyuubi through the seal.

Now those people, people who had scorned Naruto not only felt ashamed, but also afraid. They had treated the son of their hero like dirt. Worse still, Minato had given them the same speech he had the council, informing the people that two of Konoha's most powerful and well loved female figures were in fact, the Kyuubi's previous Jinchurikki. This, coupled with the blond's disappointed sent many into despair, and others into denial.

His speech had an even greater effect on the younger generation, those who had been told to hate Naruto but were given no reason. Now they knew, and their trust in their parents, grandparents, and anyone old enough to know Naruto was a Jinchurikki had been shattered. Many of Konoha's youth had turned away from their parents after that, a rift had opened between the older and younger generations. The problem the older generation was that none of the children and teens who had been taught to hate Naruto had any real reason to hate him. Now that Naruto was not only the son of Minato, but also the hero who held back the Kyuubi, they were no longer listening to the words of their parents and elders.

The only one's who weren't as effected by the announcement to such a large extent, were those who knew Naruto best, even if that wasn't very much comparatively speaking. The Ichiraku's had not cared that Naruto was the son of the Yondaime, it did not change anything about their relationship. To them, Naruto was and always would be, their number one customer.

The now famed Rookie nine were a group that had varied affects. Most of what they felt was shock. They had always made fun of Naruto when they were younger, calling him loser, dobe, and picking on him for being a clanless orphan. To hear that Naruto was not only the son of the Yondaime Hokage, but also somehow related to the wife of the Shodai was a kick to the figurative balls for them. Many didn't know what to think, it was almost impossible for them to come to terms with what they now knew. Naruto was practically royalty!

Only two members of the Rookie nine didn't care, Uchiha Sasuke and Haruno Sakura.

For Sasuke, all he felt was anger at hearing that the dobe was more special then him. He felt like Naruto was trying to take his rightful fame and glory away from him. Who cared if the idiot was the son of the Yondaime and related to the wife of the Shodai. Sasuke was an Uchiha, a clan far more famous then some stupid Hokage and the woman of a two-bit clan.

Sakura simply thought Naruto was trying to make her Sasuke-kun look bad so she would go out with him. Not that it would ever work, Naruto was an idiot for thinking that she would ever date him just because he was the son of the Yondaime. As far as she was concerned, Naruto was still an idiot.

In the days that followed Suna had confirmed that the Kazekage had been killed, after finding the man's corpse in the desert, not even hidden from view. They had sent a delegation led by Baki and Temari to renegotiate the contract for their alliance. Minato learned that the reason for their desire to see Konoha hurt and it's reputation destroyed was because of their former alliance with the Hidden Leaf Village was sucking their economy dry, especially since the Kaze Daimyo was sending more missions to Konoha then Suna. With that new knowledge an alliance contract was hashed out quickly. Eighty percent of all Kaze No Kuni missions had to go to Suna, and twenty percent of missions in Hi No Kuni would also go to Suna as a show of trust. It was a better deal then the smaller village could have hoped for, and they were more then happy with it.

It was actually a good thing for Suna that they switched sides at the last minute. Had their forces actually fought Konoha then Minato would not have been so giving.

It was a time of change for Konoha, the Yondaime was back and not exactly happy with it's people, and Naruto was now known to be the son of Konoha's greatest hero. However, many couldn't help but wonder, with how poorly people had treated the blond Uzumaki, was the change coming to Konoha for the best?

Birth of the New Demon King

"How about another bowl, Ojisan!" Naruto said as he stacked the now empty ramen bowl on the rather large tower of empty bowls.

"Hahaha, comin' right up!" the owner of the ramen stand, Ichiraku Teuchi said with a laugh. "Ayame, help me get another bowl ready for our favorite customer."

"You got it tou-san!" Ayame said as she began helping her father make the food for Naruto.

Said blond leaned back in his seat as he thought about the past few days. He wasn't really sure if he liked the direction things were heading for him in Konoha. Sure, many of the citizens were being nice to him, praising the 'son of the Yondaime' and thanking him for 'protecting them from the Kyuubi' but he knew they were only doing that because of who his father was. While Naruto had always wanted to be respected, he wanted it because he had earned it, not because his father was the Hokage.

He finally understood how Konohamaru must feel. To be honest, being praised because of who you were related to sucked just as much as being hated for something you had no control over.

"Here you go Naruto-kun," Ayame said as she placed a new steaming bow of ramen in front of him. Naruto snapped out of his revelry and gave the pretty ramen waitress a grin.

"Thanks, Ayame-chan! You're the best!"

"I-I don't know about the best," Ayame said, blushing in embarrassment. Naruto just grinned as he began slurping up the delicious noodles. Watching the blond for a second, the ramen waitress regained her composure and set her elbows down on the counter, resting her chin in the butt of her hands. "So is it true that you killed Orochimaru?"

Naruto slurped up a mouthful of noodles and swallowed before answering. "Yep, I ended up getting in a fight with him and killed while Tou-san was fighting Nidaime-Sama."

"I always knew were something special," Ayame said with a grin as she ruffled Naruto hair. Said blond pouted at her action, which caused her grin to widen and a small giggle to escape her. She was pleased to see that even with all of the changes he had gone through, both physical and mental, Naruto was still more or less the same kid she used to know.

It was while Naruto was on his fiftieth bowl, having already broken his record by twenty, that an ANBU appeared beside him in a Sunshin. The ninja, wearing a bear mask, looked at the rather precarious stack of ramen bowls, a sweatdrop forming on his head. "Uzumaki-san, Hokage-Sama wishes to speak with you."

Naruto nodded, pleased that the shinobi wasn't one of those simpering fools who referred to him as 'Sama' or worse 'Honorable son'. "Tell my old man I'll be there in a second, I just want to finish up my food," he said, finishing up his bowl. The ANBU nodded and left in a puff of smoke.

Standing up Naruto stretched his body out and let out a satisfied sigh of content. He threw some money on the table before, leaving an extra large tip and tossed off a salute. "See you two later," he called as he began to leave the stand. But before he could get out of the door, his path was blocked.

Naruto blinked several times as he saw himself looking into the light-brown, pupiless eyes of Mitarashi Anko. She was staring at him with a very serious expression, and Naruto was not at all sure what she was doing here. He had not had any real interactions with the Tokabetsu Jonin, aside from the time she had cut him with a kunai and then licked his blood. Not normally a best first meeting, but now that Naruto's full heritage had come out, he would freely admit her actions had kind of turned him on.

"Can you help you, um, Mitarashi-san?" asked Naruto. His answer was for Anko to actually lunge at him. Naruto prepared to defend himself but became surprised when the woman's lips smashed against his. For a second, the blond froze, his mind trying to comprehend what was happening.

However, once his brain caught up with the world around him, Naruto closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss. He might not know what the hell was going on, but that sure as hell didn't mean he wasn't going to enjoy it.

He was kind of surprised, Anko's kiss was very clumsy and unsure. She didn't seem to know what she was doing. Which considering the way she acted, was not what the blond Uzumaki had expected. This left Naruto to take over the kiss.

Even more surprising was that as the kiss continued, his cheeks began to get wet. Naruto opened his eyes to see that Anko was crying as they kissed. Not sure if he had done something wrong, or if there was just something wrong with the woman he was currently in a lip lock with, he broke the kiss. "Hey, are you ok?" he asked, he hoped his kissing wasn't so bad that she was crying.

Anko's answer was to bury her face in his neck, muttering 'thank you' over and over again. Naruto, confused and unsure did the only thing he could think of, he wrapped his arms around the crying woman and held her tightly.

Birth of the New Demon King

Naruto entered the Hokage office to see that several people were already there. His father was seated behind the Hokage desk, a stack of completed paperwork at one end. Beside him were Hiruzen and Jiraiya, who were currently helping him get settled back into his position by updating him on the recent history he had missed. What surprised him, were the other people in the room.

Shikamaru was currently standing in front of the desk with a bored look on his face. He would yawn every now and again, looking for all the world like he didn't want to be there. Beside him was a woman he didn't know. He recognized her as an Inuzuka due to the traditional fang-like tattoos of the Inuzuka clan on both of her cheeks, in addition to that she had a tattoo on her upper right arm that resembles a flower. Her outfit consisted of a form-fitting variation of the Konoha flak jacket, the differences being that it didn't have any front pockets and she was keeping the front of her jacket unzipped, exposing her bust. She also wore a pair of form-fitting shorts cut just above the knee. The one thing that surprised Naruto was that she had a softer appearance than the other members of her family, not having extended canines or slit-like eyes, and spiky hair, but tied into a neat ponytail with bangs framing each side of her face.

The final member of their group was Aburame Shino, who was standing near the Hokage's desk completely silent.

"Your late," Minato said with a frown. While he wasn't all that worried, Naruto didn't seem the type to be late. He couldn't help but wonder what had held his son up.

"I ran into Anko," Naruto said, shrugging as he entered the office more fully. "She wanted to thank me for killing Orochimaru." He had actually been forced to take Anko to his apartment, as her crying on him had started attracting a crowd and she was too busy balling her eyes out to inform him where she lived. It had taken nearly fifteen minutes for her to calm down, and that was only because she had cried herself to sleep. He still wasn't sure what to make of her reaction to her former masters death, she seemed overjoyed, and yet he was sure somewhere deep inside of her, she was also hurt.

"I'll bet she did, gaki," Jiraiya said with a lecherous grin.

"Jiraiya, I swear if you make any sexual connotations towards Anko, I will castrate you and ram you cock up your ass," Naruto said in a serious tone. While her actions before he got here were confusing, he could recognize when someone's had a bad life on sight, which was why he was feeling protective towards her despite not actually knowing her. He could tell Anko had it tough, and he would be damned if some pervert made any untrue comments about her.

Jiraiya paled, both at the threat – which was not only rather creative and something he had never heard before, but also very violent and unpleasant sound – as well as the tone of Naruto's voice. His tone was calm, almost conversational, like he wasn't threatening someone. That kind of tone was often used by people who really would go through with their threats.

"I have several reasons for calling you all here," Minato began, ignoring the way Naruto had threatened his sensei. As far as the older blond was concerned, Jiraiya deserved that one. "First things first, Nara Shikamaru, congratulations on your promotion to Chunin."

"Troublesome," Shikamaru muttered as he was presented with a sealing scroll that contained his Chunin Flak jacket.

Minato cracked a smile at the Nara heir. "I expect you to live up to the title of Chunin." He turned his attention to Shino. "Aburame Shino, congratulations on your promotion to Chunin. While you did not get a chance to participate in the exams, it was well noted by instructor Umino how you had come to the academy and helped defend the student population."

"Thank you, Hokage-Sama," Shino said, accepting the sealing scroll with his usual zeal and enthusiasm. Meaning he didn't have any, because Shino had all the emotional responses of a robot.

"And finally, Naruto," at his name the blond straightened. "For not just showing your prowess and ability in the Chunin Exams, but also for beating both the Ichibi No Shukaku's Jinchurikki and fighting and defeating Orochimaru of the Densatsu No Sannin, I hereby grant you the rank of Tokabetsu Jonin." It was the highest promotion Minato was able to give his son, as gaining the title of jonin required one to take the jonin exams. Otherwise he would have been promoted straight to jonin. "You've earned this."

"Thanks, tou-sama," Naruto said with a grin. Minato rolled his eyes as he handed Naruto his scroll.

"And now for the other reason you all are here," Minato continued. Everyone, even Shikamaru straightened at his words. "I have a mission of the utmost importance for you. The four of you, under the leadership of Uzumaki Naruto are to find and bring Senju Tsunade back to Konoha."

Birth of the New Demon King

In a dark cave a dull violet light pulsed and throbbed rhythmically, illuminating a massive statue. The statue was of an upper torso and head with two arms held in front of it, palms raised and fingers curled up. It's wrists were shackled, there was a bit in it's mouth and a blindfold over the upper part of it's face. From under the blindfold multiple eyes could be seen, each one was currently closed.

Standing on the statue's fingertips were eight outlined figures, their eyes being the only distinguishable feature.

"Why did you have to us?" the disgruntled question came from a man whose outline revealed that he had spiky hair and a large bandaged object on his back. "We're less then a day away from Konoha."

"There has been a change in plans, Kisame," another man said. This man had spiky hair as well, in a more messy style. However, the most distinctive feature about this man that could be seen were the eyes. Gray sclera and iris with purple ripples spread out from the center. "I want you to hold back on capturing the Kyuubi until reinforcements arrive."

"What! Why?"

"Sasori will be able to better explain the situation," the Rinnegan bearing figure said.

The one named Sasori, a hunch-backed look figure, said. "Initial reports were a bit sketchy, given that Konoha was recently invaded by Oto and Suna. However, we have now been able to confirm that the Kyuubi Jincurikki was the one who killed Orochimaru."

"So? Orochimaru was a chump," Kisame said. "We all know he was the weakest of us."

"It has also been confirmed that the Yondaime Hokage was returned to life via a kenjutsu that Orochimaru cast."

Silence met that statement. However, the Rinnegan bearer had one more piece of news for everyone there.

"It has also been confirmed that the Kyuubi Jinchurikki has some kind of variation of the Rinnegan."

"Well, shit," Kisame said.

"Therefore, you and Itachi must wait until reinforcements arrive. Hidan and Kakazu will be going with you two. Also, you must not attack the Jinchurikki while he is within Konoha's walls. Between Jiraiya, the Yondaime, the Sandaime, and the Kyuubi Jinchurikki himself, none of you would stand a chance."

"Then how do we get him?" asked a figure with glowing red eyes that held three tomoe.

"Our sources indicate that the Kyuubi Jinchurikki has left on a mission to search for Senju Tsunade," replied Sasori.

"So we wait until he's far enough away from the village that he can't call for help, then we attack?" asked Kisame.

"Yes."

One by one the silhouettes flickered out until only three were left. The spiky haired ring eyed man, another man with a mask that had a swirl-like pattern that converged on the right eye, and the only woman of the group, her hair decorated by a single paper rose.

"Be sure to capture the Kyuubi Jinchurikki quickly," the man in the swirl mask said. "If he does indeed have the Rinnegan, he will become a problem to us later."

"Do not concern yourself, Madara," the man with the Rinnegan said. "He is still new to those eyes. He won't be able to use them to their full potential for years."

"Let us hope you are right," Madara said before disappearing.

"Are you sure this is the best option, Pein?" asked the woman with the flower in her hair. "If he really does have the Rinnegan then..."

"There can only be one god, Konan," Pein said. "And it is not him. Come, we have much work to do in order to prepare for the extraction." After a few seconds hesitation, Konan nodded and both figures disappeared, leaving the room empty save the giant statue.

Birth of the New Demon King

The Raikage of Kumogakure read over the report with a large frown. Ē was a very large, muscular man with slicked back white hair and a small mustache. He was wearing his Kage hat and robe without a shirt underneath allowing others to see his hulk like physic, each wrist had a gold bracelet with protrusions sticking out of them.

"Mabui!" he called out as he finished reading the report his subordinates had just sent him about the latest Chunin Exam held in Konoha. What he had read was extremely disturbing, and would need to be dealt with immediately.

The door opened and in walked a young woman with dark-skin and green eyes. She was wearing very formal attire, consisting of a long sleeved, high collared dress shirt and skirt, along with a pair of long earrings and sandals. She had her light-grey hair pulled back into a bun with two bangs that fall on either side of her face. "Yes, Raikage-Sama?" she said.

"I need you to get me Samui! Tell her I've got a mission for her of the utmost importance!"

Mabui blinked at the seriousness and agitation in her leaders tone. However, she was used to her Kage's quirks and rashness and just nodded. "Of course, Raikage-Sama."

As Mabui left, the Raikage went over the report one more time. "Uzumaki Naruto, you will be trouble if I don't deal with you soon."

I know that a few people felt my last chapter was a disappointed due to it being a mere re-hashing on a manga chapter. I'm not going to apologize for it because I feel it was necessary to add. I have already mentioned my reasons, but since some people didn't seem to read my last notes I'll reiterate them for you.

There are several reasons, the first of which is that I don't believe in skipping something so integral to the story just because it was in the manga. What if someone is reading your story, but never read the manga? What if they only watched the anime? Which isn't that far along. What if they haven't even watched the Shippuden Series? This is partly why I write everything, even if the manga has already put in it.

The second reason is that I believe in treating all of my writing as if they were original stories. That means I more or less pretend that Naruto Shippuden doesn't exist, that the two year time skip never happened. I find that it makes my writing better because I'm not liable to skip something JUST because it was already in the manga.

And the final reason is because I am not lazy. I dislike lazy writers who will think 'since this is already in the manga I'm just going to skip it entirely and/or will only give the bare minimum details'. Then they'll write a single paragraph to explain something, like: "Minato then went on to explain what happened the night of the Kyuubi attack. How Madara Uchiha killed Biwako and Taji and kidnapped Naruto and blah, blah, blah." That is not only an unimaginative way to write but also a very lazy way to write. The only time something is worse then that is when someone does this (Since this already happened in the manga I'm just going to skip it), Which first off is completely breaking the flow of a story and second, maybe not everyone is at that point in the manga and so they won't know what the hell your talking about. Writing fanfiction is not just about rewriting an already existing story, it's about making the story your own as if the original story never happened. The problem with so many writers is they feel it doesn't matter if they add something because it was 'already in the manga' but that just tells me they were lazy and didn't want to add an important story plot for the sake of convenience.

I could go on about the importance of adding something from the original story that's important to your own plot line and not half assing it. But I won't. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter.