Okay, someone pointed this out earlier….

One tail- racoon dog AKA Shukaka

Two tails- Turtle thing

Three tails – Lynx type cat

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight – we're going to pretend it's a dog.

Nine – Kyuubi AKA fox

Disclaimer – Don't own, don't sue.

Love it, like it, live with it.

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So condescending….

I guarantee if you do not like me

Then you won't like any of my friends

Since our introduction, since my corruption

You now think you know who I am

Things I've been through, never happen to you

If it did then you'd be where I stand

So condescending the way your pretending

To care when you don't give a damn

I get the feeling

Sometimes I'm watching

The end of the world, everyone has forgotten

To see everything from a new point of view

For your so narrow-minded that nothing concerns you….

I want to know why you think that your so perfect

Everyone else is below

See where they are and say their not as far

As they could be if they were so slow

Think of yourself, they can't help what was dealt

The story is more then you know

You realize if you saw through they're eyes

That sometimes that's the way life goes

I'm sick of dealing with people like you

Who are so quick to judge things

And we are just see through

And you'd like to think you know all the reasons why people have nothing to live for….

----ph8 -So Condescending

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Wailing…

The perfect noise for the perfect scene.

Blood was splashed over the whole village, where there was destruction, and where there wasn't.

Limbs were seen as trim around deep gouges dug into the earth. Whether from deadly claws, or from large bombs made out of pure flame, spat out of the mouth of a true monster.

Even with the monster gone, it's blood chilling scream of anger echoed throughout the village and surrounding forest. Embers continued to burn through the wooden houses, even as water was poured over to douse the dying flames, they remained to eat at the fallen timber.

Every so often, the ground continued to shake, as if a giant beast was thrashing upon it still, despite not a breath of air stirring.

Screaming, crying, mourning was heard everywhere as those who survived; stirred and tried to find those who were in their clans and survived.

Two Konoha nin stood calmly over the body of the fourth's splayed body, no wounds were seen, despite the blood splattered skin. His blank eyes remained on the babe under his arm, even as a thick lock of golden hair slid slowly and covered one eye. His usually wild yet tame hair free from it's headband sat freely around him. His infamous robe had been stripped from his body by his own hands and wrapped firmly around the still bloody child that had come to this world a mere hour ago. Perhaps less…

Cradled under one arm, the infant child wailed incessantly.

"Should we kill it..?"

The voice, usually loud and very boisterous boy- perhaps man from what he had witnessed, had a soft voice now. Almost pathetic sounding, the cut a crossed his nose finally clotting.

Silent was the elder male of several years- two or three years difference. Silver hair matted with blood and dirt, it was dull- the same as his eyes. One eye shining bloody red compared to his other, natural black eye.

Blankly, he slowly reached down to touch the child.

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Naruto smiled faintly as Gaara walked away, Kankuro and Temari walking a respectful distance behind their Kazekage- heading out of the village back to their own, where word of a massive threat was rising.

The village of sand needed their leader.

Before they had left the hospital, Gaara had told Naruto he was leaving- then kissed him lightly, hesitantly on the lips before he left to gather his elder siblings.

Sven stood next to him, staring blankly at the gates as if they were speaking to him. On his other side, Rock Lee stood with tears streaming down his face, Gai the exact same position. Both were mumbling about 'tearful partings of youth'.

Sven wore a simple pair of dark blue pants that reached his calves, a white Chinese (if there is a China in the world of Naruto….) shirt that reached his wrists. His silver hair neatly brushed into a side part with his bangs hiding an eye nearly.

Naruto's newly cut hair played slightly in the wind, layered, it reached to his chin nearly, shorter bangs blended with the length of his bangs that reached his high cheek bones, his hair stayed pretty flat; despite it's thickness. Still, several locks tended to remain a little out of order.

His black baggy pants reached the ground, half covering the sandals everyone wore in Konoha. His shirt was tight and sleeveless, black with an orange stripe going horizontally over his left shoulder and down to the hem. Underneath, he wore a simple fishhook shirt that reached his knuckles easily.

Far off to his left, Jiraiya was frozen. His eyes distant as he saw his beloved student, Arashi.

Far to the right, Kakashi was thinking back to the day he became a Chuunin, how proud Arashi was. How reserved and controlled, how light hearted he was.

"I wish…" Tsunade looked calmly down at Sven, smiling faintly as the boy grabbed Naruto's hand and looked at her. "Can we go for a walk in the forest?"

Kneeling down because Sven was shorter, Tsunade rested her hand on his shoulder. "I'm afraid I can't allow that, for either of you." Tsunade's motherly, or grandmotherly if she didn't have her illusion jutsu on, made Sven relax from tensing up.

"In dispute of recent events, I refuse to allow you two into direct trouble because you weren't nearby. However, the training grounds are acres upon acres of forested area where you can roam. I'm sure only a fourth of the clearings are being used at this moment."

Sven nodded and turned to Naruto, tugging on his hand in absent mind. "Can we go there now? People in the village, they're always talking."

Naruto looked to Sven, his forehead protector was wrapped around his neck almost like a choker, it shined slightly in the light.

"Yeah, sure."

Absently, Naruto noticed how Sven made a few hand signs, perhaps faster then normal, and their surroundings disappeared in a whirlwind.

Arriving at the edge of an empty clearing, Sven dropped Naruto's hand and stared up at the sky that peeked through the leafy treetops. "I love the quiet, the trees and plants." Naruto sat himself down on an old stump, worn with use of target practice. "Isn't is loud out here too?"

Sven sat down in a patch of grass, grinning from ear to ear, sanely and gently as he fingered a strand of his hair. "It's not that complicated out here. If I don't want to listen, I don't have too. Besides, plants know how to quiet if they know I wish not too listen."

Sven dropped his hand and stared at Naruto intently. "Why is that group after me, after you. What does it want with us?"

Naruto looked at Sven as he cupped his chin tiredly and leaned his elbow onto his thigh. "Doesn't your demon- what's it's name?"

"My demons name?"

Naruto nodded and Sven looked down at the ground, fiddling with a blade of grass.

"It's name- his name… it's Chimei-teki."

"Causing death or ruin…."

Sven looked almost giddy as he rubbed his forehead with two fingers. "You know he didn't speak to me at first? And when he did, it was that foreign language?" Naruto looked startled as he stared at Sven. "That amuses you?"

Sven calmed down, staring thoughtfully at Naruto, amethyst eyes flickering as he dragged his hand over the grass and ripped out a chunk.

"It's something I despite yes, but I also love my demon."

Sven stared at Naruto briefly before he looked away.

"Chimei-teki has isolated me from having a normal life, killed off any hope to be loved. To be wanted and to be cared for by others."

Sven peeked at Naruto through his bangs. "I hate Chimei-teki. He deserves to die."

Sven then giggled.

"But he won't leave me alone. Like the dog that he is, Chimei-teki refuses to remain silent." Sven leaned forward, a slightly insane smile tilting his lips upwards.

"Did you know that Chimei-teki murdered a whole clan of ninjas who were going to

massacre mine, to reach me and kill me?"

"Thirty-eight people died that night, when I was only 6."

"Chimei-teki refuses to leave me alone after that. It's taught me so much about

how to track down a person- whoever I want."

Sven tilted his head back to stare at the cloudless blue sky. "I love Chimei-teki, because he won't leave me alone." Sven looked to Naruto briefly, eyes flitting away. "I was denied access to society at any time. I couldn't visit the village, I couldn't talk to my family outside of my father." Sven remained silent for a minute.

"The one who birthed me, did you know that she had four other children? I didn't ever see one of them. But when everyone was killed, I passed by my mother. I knew her only by what father had said, what similarities we had; but that wasn't it. It was the four bodies of children- ranging from newborn to 9 years old. All looked like replicates of me." Sven gave a bitter laugh at the irony.

"I only got out to assassinate and to train. It was my freedom from that empty room, my own personal cell." Sven gave a insane giggle before he calmed himself down and became serious. "I only had Chimei-teki to speak to. It was because of that, that I can read, write… think for myself. Remain as sane as I am."

Sven tilted his head to Naruto. "Isn't it the same for you?"

Naruto looked Sven in the eye, noticing as even though the eyes remained the same, one pupil seemed to transform. It didn't slide into a slit pupil, that of the norm. It seemed to elongate horizontally into a slit pupil until it's ends touched each side of the a methyst iris edge. Above and below, two dots formed, sharpening until Naruto had the distinct feel of the demon Chimei-teki staring at him.

"It's…" Naruto thought over his words. "It's the same, and different."

"For the longest time, I hated this village. I resented everyone in it. I didn't know why I was hated, I didn't understand why I was ignored, feared." Naruto glanced to his belly and placed his hand over where the seal would be.

"But then I met Iruka-sensei. He actually made an attempt to give me a chance."

"That man who's letting me sleep in his apartment? With the one-eyed man?"

"Yep, and that other guy is Kakashi-sensei." Naruto waved his hand. "I know I gave Iruka plenty of trouble, but he persisted. After that, one by one, I slowly gained friends and acquaintances that didn't hate me at first glance for what was within me."

Naruto grinned weakly. "I guess, it is true. I do hate the Kyuubi for what it's done. For who it is. But I love it, because…. It didn't leave when everyone else did."

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Silence, that's all he ever heard.

Silence and hate.

It seemed, that silence followed him everywhere.

On the rooftop, his solitude was his company. There was no one to care for him, to heal that scar in his heart.

What he remembered most was, the full moon. So bright, so beautiful and close, the child felt as if he could reach it if he tried. But he wasn't trying, he gave that up earlier.

Staring at the dark streets below his dangling feet, the child didn't hear anything but his own pain.

'Why am I such a monster?'

Pale hands lifted to be stared at. They looked normal, like a pair of hands a child would have, soft, and yet not calloused from playing with non-existent friends.

'What am I?!?'

Hands came up to hide away his face, save anyone from looking upon such a monstrosity.

…'The only cure is love'…

Those words played over in his head like a broken record, more painful each time he heard it.

Gripping where his heart was, the child didn't hear what was behind him, too deep into his sorrow.

To hear the kunai fly towards him.

Sand flew up and deflected the metal flying weapons, even as the child stood and half

turned in surprise.

Surprise gave way to hate.

'Why me?'

More kunai were thrown, even as he got a good look at his would-be assassin.

'Why me? Why always me?!'

For the first time, his sand wrapped totally around the figure, lifting him into the air at the boys deadly intent.

Desert Sand Coffin was born, his move which would crush every bone in the body and suffocate to brutally murder any opponent.

The figure was dropped and the child hesitantly stepped forward, shivering violently as his hands clasped in front of his chest.

"Why?"

A gulp, the child inched forward to remove the mask of his victim.

Wide eyed, pupils shrinking, the child gave a horrendous scream that was heard all around the village, though no one cared to find out who it was that was screaming.

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Naruto gazed distractedly at the ground, the soil that was being shoved aside by his foot.

"I was raised for speed, and to track." Sven crawled over to Naruto and gave a small smile, hoping to encourage Naruto. "I can kill a person in a single second, I can summon different things according to the situation. Yet I can't do one thing."

Naruto blinked and looked up at Sven, eyes inquiring.

"I can honestly say I've never felt one thing for anyone else."

Sven gave a weak smile and then rubbed his cheek against the back of Naruto's hand. "I've never been able to cry, never knew I could cry." Sven then reached into his pouch that was forever connected at the waist, and pulled out a large object. Instantly, the pouch seemed to loose more then half it's bulk as it lost the one thing that took up much of the space besides the many tens of seeds.

Slowly putting the item against his face, Naruto saw that it was an Anbu mask. Pure white, it looked cold and evil with it's fanged grinning mouth that stretched all the way up to the corners of it's slanted almond outlined eye holes.

"Efficient, I killed every target within the first attack."

Sven put his mask back into his pouch and stood up. "I've accepted the fact that I'm a demon, Gaara has as well. Have you, Naruto?" Naruto gave a small sigh, knowing Sven had no ill-will in asking the question, nor any negative intent. He was merely curious.

"Yes, I believe so…"

The two slid into a peaceful silence that lasted for a few minutes.

That was, until several Anbu class ninja popped into existence with unsteady breath.

"Naruto! Sven- your needed at Hokage tower. Tsunade has a mission for the both of you!"

Naruto and Sven were gone within a matter of nanoseconds.

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A small pop, a plume of smoke before a pale lavender color sat comfortably on Sven's head.

It was a chibi wolf, that would make any girl swoon with it's large eyes. It had on a white handkerchief around it's neck with the symbol for pearl, shinju. His front left leg was wrapped up, an actual pearl was connected to his handkerchief.

Shinju looked around the office and then gave a snort. "Messy! Messy, messy, messy! Lazy woman, clean this place up!" Tsunade glared at the chibi pup, but didn't dare yell or hit the uber-cute wolf pup.

"I am like Kakashi-san, from what Iruka-san tells me. With these summons, it will make your mission easier."

Sven laughed quietly as Shinju idly scratched the tip of his nose with a paw.

Tsunade looked weakly at Naruto, then sighed heavily. "After next weeks festival, I'm sending you both- and whoever you think is available, as well as anyone who you can think of- and who are available. In groups of two, and one of these summons you will be sent to look for the Red Dawn, not the whole group. But go after the ones in pairs."

Naruto blinked, barely glancing at Sven as he growled almost inaudibly.

"Sven, you know what they smell like and how to track, I expect you would like to help Naruto out on this mission."

Sven looked down trying to make up his mind, but Shinju gave a small bark.

"Right! Sven is a true tracker, he knows where they are! Right, Sven?" Sven gave a small grin. "Yeah, I guess I do."

Sven smiled to Naruto before he stepped forward. "To this village, I was an Anbu member. This is my mask."

Sven pulled out his mask and set it calmly on the desk. "What an…. Interesting mask. Do you wish to change it for a new one?" Sven shook his head. "I've had it for years. It's familiar."

Sven pocketed his mask again and yawned silently. "Though, may I ask something?" Tsunade nodded.

"What is a festival?"

Tsunade gave a small smile and leaned back. "A festival is a celebration. This is the week of blossoms blooming. So we celebrate it by dressing up, eating snacks made only at this time and drinking. Lots of drinking for the adults."

Naruto gave a giant grin as he saluted to Tsunade. "It's going to be great! I promise it, Sven."

Sven nodded as Shinju started to yap about 'fun festivals!'. "I'll hold it to you, Naruto." Naruto nodded and watched as Kakashi stepped forward and spoke for the first time. "Sven, Iruka wants you to return to the flat, he will have dinner ready in a hour." Sven nodded.

"Play! Play! Play!"

Sven laughed faintly as he scooped up Shinju and gave him to Naruto. "I have to go. Shinju, mind Naruto!" Sven and Kakashi disappeared with a tiny pop.

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"A child Nanjirou, our child."

"Silence, Aya. When you willingly handed over your child to make as a sacrifice for the devil of a demon, you sold your rights to be his mother."

A soft cry, muffled before it slowly faded as the woman- his 'mother' figure ran off.

"Step away from the door, boy."

Running to the corner, the child huddled himself back to protect his back.

A small click, then two more before the door opened and a man stepped forward. Hair sheared close to the scalp, a jagged scar ran from his temple to his jaw, continuing down to below his shirt.

"Don't cower, your beyond a simple minded Beast, you're a demon."

Nodding hesitantly, the child got to his feet and pushed away from the corner, his tiny child body shivering as he stepped closer to the man. "Take this, it's your recognition as the demon." hands outstretched, the child shook harder as he was handed the cold mask. Fingering it's edges, he stared at the scary face with watery eyes.

"Don't go pissin' yourself. It's what you will wear anytime your outside this room.

Understood?"

"Even if I have to beat it into that thick skull of yours, you will never have that mask off outside of this room. Understand?"

The child was hesitant to nod, perhaps that's what made his father growl and backhand him, then beat him.

Or perhaps it was because he was a monster.

Whichever, he wasn't hesitant after that.

Maybe that's why he wore it whenever his father came in.

Maybe that's why he never had a father after that.

After all- what monster needed a father, let alone a mother?

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