"(BIJUU THINKING)

BIJUU TALKING

SUMMONING TALKING

(SUMMONING THINKING)

" People Talking"

O Scene change

(Peoples thoughts)

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decimate you with the almighty spork. Fear its power mu ha ha.

All right lets rock.

Chapter 2

Sarutobi sighed as he headed for his office. His day just seem to get any worse. First Kakashi finally reports what happens to his team then tells him about there brief encounter with another member that sounded like he resembled a very painful memory.

To make matters worse his grandson continued to pull delinquent acts of skipping class and now he had reports of Orochimaru on the move. Could anything else shake up his day? He had to think that.

He entered his office to find a very interesting sight. Before him sat what appeared to be a young blonde teenager. His Dark cloak covering his body up to his neck as he stood looking out the window at the hokage monument. Just as he was about to inquire as to how the young man got into his office the teenager spoke up.

"Its been a long time jiji." Those words had the old Hokage's eye widening. He stood stunned as the whiskered blonde turned to look at him. Sarutobi was struck by the way he look. Even without the whisker marks he would have recognized him.

"Na..Naruto?" The old man said almost imploringly as if scared that the person before him was an illusion. Sarutobi hoped as he stood there waiting for a response from the person before him that he was indeed that little boy he had thought of as a grandson before he'd thought died.

"I'm no illusion nor ghost jiji. It's really me." The teen spoke quietly as if reading the old man's thoughts. He was surprised though as the old man faster than he would have thought possible and enveloped him into a hug.

For just a second Naruto allowed himself to feel the warmth of one of the only people to have ever cared before he spoke. " I have come back."

Sarutobi released his unofficial grandson slowly still weary his old mind was somehow playing tricks on him. His mind slowly started to work again and he thought for a second as he gazed at the lad before him.

"What happened Naruto? and where have you been?" The hokage asked not being able to hid the grandfatherly tone as he spoke to the legacy he thought lost.

"I wont get into the details but when Mizuki and another who's name I never did catch took me out of Konoha I heard them speaking of taking me to there master. Apparently they were to meet with him as they indicated in mist country." Naruto said as his eyes clouded over with memories.

"They were intercepted by one of my future masters and the reason why I have been gone." He whispered and the Hokage subconsciously leaned in as he filled his pipe to listen.

"The two ninja were attacked by one man. A legendary Kenjutsu ninja by the name of Jubei." He said his voice now just a little over a whisper watching the hokage and noticing the minuet movement in his face telling him he recognized the name. Who wouldn't?

"Jubei-sama is best remembered as the ninja who could kill any enemy with a single strike and the was the Leader of the seven swordsman of the mist."The blonde said as leaned against the window. His cloak parting slightly revealing his chest.

"When he encountered them the two attacked so there wouldn't be any witness to seeing them, without knowing his identity. They died in a second. When Jubei-sama came to investigate the sack they carried he was surprised to find a small blonde child of no older than five with a suppressor seal on his forehead." The blonde paused remembering his first interaction with his first teacher.

"He pulled the seal off and I awoke to find him staring down at me with a bloody sword in hand. The demon within me reacted fearing for its survival and flooded me with its youki and proceeded to try to flee the powerful Kenjutsu master." The blonde paused studying the old man before him noticing that time had been against these last few years.

"Curious and apparently recognizing what I was Jubei-sama pursued and when in my kyuubi induced state I attacked he saw as he later explained not the demon but the potential within me as I fought to regain my body. It was this determination he told me that had him make a decision." Naruto spoke again in his whispered tone.

"He decided to take me in and train me as a potential for the hidden mist. When he gave me my first lesson when we arrived with a short sword for my height he was so impressed by my instinctive taking to it that he decided instead of entering me into there academy he would train me fully to be the eight swordsman of the mist." Naruto paused again and turned his head a little to the side.

The move caused the hokage to smile faintly seeing how much the boy resembled his father. (Perhaps after this I should finally tell him?) The old man considered inwardly while listening to the young man before him.

"I adapted to the sword like a fish to water. In that way I was trained as all the kenjutsu users in the mist to use every kind of blade possible. I was even honored by Zabuza-sama and Kisame-sama to hold there weapons once to use in battle against a foreign ninja who insulted the art of kenjutsu. I slew him before he could blink." He whispered.

The old man narrowared his eyes as he watch the young man suddenly look worn. His face suddenly seemed much older. (What has befallen you my boy to have such an old expression?) The Hokage wondered sadly.

"In the end before I to become a master and join the ranks we were betrayed by the Mizukage fearing the power we had gained. Jubei-sama fell to poison and we all scattered like the wind in all directions after that. Slowly though one by one." The whiskered blonde stopped and sighed while the old mans heart felt heavy hearing what had happened.

"It has come down to just three. The apprentice and two masters. Kakashi Hatake as you know ended the life recently of Zabuza-sama and his apprentice. So I have collected each sword as another of my brothers fell. For those that raised, trained and fought beside me I could do no less. Which is how I found myself in a quarry." Naruto spoke raising his head up his eyes looking at the ceiling as if looking for answers.

"Raigia-sama has lost himself to madness from the loss of it all. Kisame-sama caught off his feelings and now serves a new organization which he informs by some sick twist of fate has sent him and one Itachi Uchiha for what I carry." He finished his sentence as he watched the old man puff up a storm unconsciously trying to deal with his worry.

"They both I believe no longer care believing what we stood for died with Jubei-sama. I believe they like Zabuza-sama have a death wish. Kisame-sempai has told me that he will battle with me soon. I would be lying if I said I did wish for it though. This has led me here though. For I wonder what is to happen when we fall?" Naruto spoke with the finality of someone far older than his age should ever have.

"I know it is only a matter of time before someone seeks us out and rather by one of are hands or anthers not a one of us while see forty. I admit to being rather envious of civilians as of late." The blonde spoke as he turned again looking out the window his hand against the glass.

"So I have decided that I would work for you till then." The whiskered old soul whispered. His words surprising the hokage and leaving him with deep regrets. " I will simply place my services to you till I finally expire as this one is so very tired. Until then jiji I shall leave and set up residence.

Before the old man could react the blonde simply faded from view. The technique a variation of teleporting the hokage had never seen further surprising the old man.

Sarutobi leaned heavily into his chair and sighed closing his eyes and wondering how it come to this. How had a joyful bundle of energy and sunshine became so tired in the spirit that life simply held no value.

"Oh my boy I'm o sorry" The old man quietly weeped in his office over his regrets.

END

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There you have it. Naruto has had so may things taken away I admit he's a bit jaded. The responses to this stroy really warmed my heart up. These chapters usually come from my own depression fits and it was what came when I sat down to write.

So any thing you want to see in particular?

ALSO a warning what the proluge details is in fact the truth. Dont get your hopes up for everything to be okay.