Chapter 10

AN: What the hell! I'm not in school for a few months! Blasphemy! That's right, freaking summer break!(You all don't understand my dilemma, I will write sentence enhancers such as, "shit," and then suddenly change my mind to make the sentence less enhanced. Then I immediately change it back. It's a paradox).

I feel like my story is getting a bit troublesome to follow since I take a week between posts. So here is a rundown.

1. Prologue: Prologue

2. Chapter 1: Naruto back story and stuff

3. Chapter 2: Wave mission

4. Chapter 3: Forest of death training

5. Chapter 4: Half of chunin exams

6. Chapter 5: More Chunin exams, Minato and Kushina fucking up

7. Chapter 6: Naruto meets Tsunade, gets trapped in his mind. Fake Naruto takes over

8. Chapter 6.5: End of Tsunade meeting. Mikoto betrayal. All the mind egos and their mind fucks

9. Chapter 7: More Naruto mind fucks. Narumi and Hinata being sneaky

10. Chapter 8: Real Naruto is semi-back. Narumi and Sasuke do shit

That's all. I won't take any more AN... for the moment.

Ps: You'll never have to worry about NaruHina in this fic again *wink* *wink* (Evil laughter) Read the fiction.

The day of the exam.

A day I had trained a solid three weeks for. The training spent of course with an insane Sannin. But I had two choices, say screw you unliterally, and train by myself, to Tsunade of the Sannin or utilize the sane part of Tsunade who wanted me as her son and train. I chose to train with the Sannin.

But now the day had come. It was a day of battles, of which none had me worried. I would easily best anyone in this exam. It was time for me to fight Narumi, my kin of blood, but neither family of mind or law.

As I walked towards the stadium, I thought of the matches. There was me vs. Narumi. There was Shikamaru vs Gaara. Then there was Hinata vs. Sasuke. After those three fights, the winner of fight one would fight the winner of fight two. Then to end the exams, the winner of fight three would fight the other last standing Genin.

1. Naruto Senju-Uzumaki vs. Narumi Namikaze-Uzumaki

2. Shikamaru Nara vs Gaara Sabaku

3. Hinata Hyuuga vs. Sasuke Uchiha

I entered the soon to be battlegrounds far before any other contestants. Only the workers, a few Shinobi to watch for cheaters who would "adjust" the arena to their advantage and foul play before the exam, and the early spectators. I made my way to the contestant box, It would be there that I waited two hours for the stadium to fill up.

It was as I stood alone that I felt an uncomfortable sensation. It was like someone was attempting to speak to me. I could faintly hear, "...fake...death...watch...today...real...control." Then the voice was gone, along with the sensation. I scratched my unmasked face before reassuring myself that the glasses I was wearing were still there.

As the minutes ticked by, I saw four of my the five unaccounted competitors filter in. Sasuke Uchiha remained nowhere to be seen. As my opponents made small talk, I focused on the only challenge I was looking forward too. The fight between myself and Gaara.

That was to be the fight. Two jinchuuriki unleashing their strengths against each other. I wasn't worried that I would lose, I just was looking forward to the fight. How could I not?

…...Minato Namikaze...

I tugged at the loose hairs falling over my forehead. I slowly shrugged on my famous white coat. As I passed through my empty house, I thought of the good memories. Of the birthdays and the holidays, the smiles on my children's... Narumi's face. Of Kushina and I when we first moved in.

As I walked towards the stadium, I thought of the simpler days before I had to fight bijus and keep secrets from the village. Before I had a son who wished for my death, before I had to seal biju into my own children.

I thought of my three students. Rin had long ago became a medical-nin while Obito after nearly being crushed by boulders, became a teacher at the academy. It wasn't long before those two had married, and Kakashi joined Anbu, alone again due to myself becoming Hokage.

I prepared myself, I was the fourth Hokage. I was the yellow flash, terror to Iwa, husband of the Red Hot-Blooded Habenero and student of Jiraiya of the Sannin. I was the proud progenitor of the Kyuubi jinchuuriki and a beautiful daughter. I was most of all a proud and loyal Shinobi of Konohagakure!

…...Kushina's perspective...

I lit a cigarette, taking long drags of the soothing nicotine. After so much stress from all the drama with Naruto and my own failings, I took up the bad habit. At this point, the only thing keeping me sane was the drugs in the tobacco, and my love for my family.

I let a small smile fix itself on my face when Minato appeared in a yellow flash in the middle of the arena. He had gone the whole nine yards with his entrance. Smoke had appeared from nowhere and curled around his legs. His cloak was billowing form an unheard wind, and his eyes were sharp and alive.

"Welcome to Konohagakure! I am the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze! I, and my village, are extremely proud to host this momentous event for every single man and woman in this crowd! The genin in this exam who hope to become chunin have trained for a whole month in preparation.

The blood, sweat, and tears of their hard work and dedication is all made to not only entertain you today, but to prove that they are chunin material. I am proud to say my children, Naruto and Narumi are both participating in this perilous event.

Now, you all have arrived here within this past week to see some fights, not me talking! Let the fights begin!"

With that, Minato flashed up into the Hokage box with the Kazekage. Down on the battlegrounds, Genma who was a chunin himself, walked to the center of the field. In an extremely loud voice, he called for the first two contestants.

"Will Senju-Uzumaki Naruto and Namikaze-Uzumaki Narumi please enter the arena!"

I growled at the mention of Tsunade Senju. The back stabbing bitch had stolen my son from me and there was nothing I could do about it. My child had been legally declared an adult the moment he got his headband. He had used those rights to become the slug bitch's son.

I smiled though when my children entered the arena proper. Both of them were so strong looking, so powerful and ready to take on the world. It didn't matter if my children hated me for I would always love them.

…... Fake Naruto's perspective...

I dropped down to the interior of the stadium to face Narumi. This fight would be easy. I walked towards the middle where my opponent and referee were standing.

"There are only two rules. No injuring the spectators. No leaving the stadium. Other than that, there are no rules. I do hold the right however to end the match whenever I deem fit. Is that understood?" Genma stated.

"Yes/Yep," Narumi and I replied at once.

"Then FIGHT!" Genma jumped back with a Shinobi leap.

Narumi charged for a powerful punch. I lifted my hand.

DOOSH!

The ground was cratered where I had punched it, leaving Narumi trying to get up off her ass from the ground. My one attack had completely threw her off her feet. I walked slowly towards her. While I held no resentment towards her for being a victim of circumstance, it didn't mean I liked her. I mean seriously, she watched me get beaten by an old asshole and said nothing.

Once I was close to her, I attempted to slam my foot into her stomach. Narumi at the last moment rolled out of the way. Once she had regained her footing, she launched several Kunai and Shuriken. I batted away the battle implements and continued on my path towards the female.

Narumi flashed through several seals and a torrent of water issued forth from her mouth. The water formed into a dozen small dogs of varying species, their watery forms teeming with chakra. I scoffed. Kushina was truly a fool if she thought this jutsu would help her daughter.

The small canines lunged and I punched each one that neared me forcing the water to explode about and soak me. The water drops that landed on my glasses were quickly displaced from their landing spot however due to me dashing forward at a nearly unfathomable speed. As I neared Narumi, I reared back my arm.

I was going to end this fight!

…...Narumi's perspective...

I closed my eyes awaiting sudden introduction into oblivion. The wind whistled as the fist of my brother flew through the air, the only sound I could hear. I stood there waiting, knowing I couldn't dodge. I waited, and waited. Nothing. I opened my eyes to see Naruto's fist pressed so lightly against my nose that I couldn't even feel it. His hand was that close to me. I backed away quickly.

Naruto stood there as still as a statue. I walked closer to him, and poked him. Nothing. I poked him again, then slammed a punch into his stomach. He didn't even move an inch. I began to reach for his glasses before suddenly I was blasted away.

I groaned as I regained my feet. Naruto was now hunched over, purple chakra flowing off of his body. What was happening? As I approached Naruto to take advantage of his quandary, I could hear him muttering.

"Not *huff huff* now, Kyuubi. I need to finish this fight. Whatever you want to tell me can wait!" Naruto's chakra returned to it's blue coloring and he launched towards me. I however was a good enough distance away to be able to roll out of the way of Naruto's chakra coated charge.

There was no doubt about it. I needed to use the special thing my mother had been teaching me.

"Prepare yourself, Nii-San! I trained so hard to be able to use this against you! This is my trump card!" I yelled. I then focused my energy. I needed to prove myself to my Nii-San!

…...Naruto's perspective...

I gawked at the amount of sheer chakra that was rolling off of Narumi. She had never even once shown that she reserves anywhere near this. I shook my head to clear my mind, this was nothing. I needed to stay calm, collected, and emotionless.

Narumi suddenly hunched over, her arms limp and her fiery red hair shielding her face. In sick fascination I watched six thick chains rise from her back. Each chain was at least thirty feet long and each and every link had a spike on either side. The ends of the chain however ended in a flat circle with dozens of short, stubby spikes accentuating the edge of the circles.

I scratched my cheek. I had to give it to Narumi, her jutsu was impressive. I let a grin fall over my face, now I just had to see if it held up to the test. I rushed forward, a rasengan formed in each hand. Narumi's six chains slammed into the ground, acting as half-a-dozen overly large legs.

I ended up flying straight under Narumi's limp body that was attached to the chains. That was strange. I wondered for a second as to what reason Narumi was limp before deducing it. The chains must require so much concentration from herself that she has to stop controlling her own body to control them.

I reformed a single Rasengan and added a sprinkle of Kyuubi chakra to it. The rasengan turned a darker shade of blue as I added the demonic chakra. I then threw the ball of chakra like a ball straight towards Narumi, before rushing towards her once more.

Regardless of her new fancy trick, she was still slow as hell. I jumped and the sunlight glinted off of Narumi's chakra chains, making them seem to glow brilliantly like the star itself. I landed directly on Narumi's back, and slammed a quick jab into her spine. Not enough to break her spine, or cripple her, but definitely enough to cause pain and disrupt her control if only a little.

I jumped off of Narumi as she attempted to forcibly remove me with her chains. While I had underestimated her, she still was no match for me.

"Narumi!" I yelled.

Even though Narumi's shiny red hair still covered her face, I heard her reply clear as day as she turned her head towards me.

"Yes, Nii-San!?"

"I'm sorry!" I yelled back.

"For what?!"

"This," I intoned loud enough for her to hear. I raised my hands into a simple ram seal and channeled chakra. Narumi immediately collapsed. My ephemeral seals at work again. Narumi slammed into the ground with a loud thud, her chains disappearing. I had placed a seal when I punched her that paralyzed the nervous system for about ninety seconds.

Well, ninety seconds was the longest amount of time I could make the not physical version do. If I created an ink and paper one, I could make it permanent. But that wasn't the point. The point was that I had easily won the fight and that Narumi was being carried towards the infirmary at this very moment.

The walk back to the contestant box was slow for one reason only. It was extremely difficult to hold back all of the demonic chakra that the Kyuubi was attempting to force through my system during the whole fight.

…...Several minutes later... Shikamaru's perspective...

"Will Nara Shikamaru and Sabaku Gaara please enter the arena!" Genma yelled.

I groaned, quietly moaning troublesome. I walked down the stairs and slouched into the arena. Why couldn't my mother just let me stay home. I didn't want to fight some stupid sand-nin, much less a jinchuuriki.

"Now, do I need to re-explain the rules to you two? No? Alright then, FIGHT!" Genma roared before backpedaling out of the battle radius.

I jumped backwards, barely in time to dodge a wave of sand. This was insane, why was I here? I could be taking a nap or watching the clouds, but no, my mother wanted some crazy sand Shinobi to crush me with sand. At least my death would be ironic.

Gaara, my opponent, flashed through several seals and I quickly dodged dozens of sand Shuriken. As I dodged, I struggled to think of a plan. There was so many variables, it was also quite hard to think of a proper course of action with sharp projectiles being launched at me.

I flipped through two seals and spawned nearly thirty normal bushin before shunshining over to a small copse of trees. I hid myself in a tree as Gaara destroyed and murdered my poor copies.

I quickly formed what most people called my thinking pose. I just used it as a way to keep my hands busy as I thought. There was four options that could lead to two favorable outcomes, and two agreeable outcomes. All of the other nine hundred and ninety-six plans I devised required either leaving the stadium, or the back up of various Shinobi.

The first three options were simple. The first option was to take my time and wait for the sun to go down enough to make it possible for me to capture Gaara from afar. This plan was risky because if Gaara caught me before I could capture him, or wizened up to my plans, I could lose.

My second option was to lay a ruse that made Gaara believe I was far more powerful than I truly was. If I used my abilities carefully, and played my cards close to my chest, I would be able to trick Gaara into over extending himself in an attack and capture him then.

My last option was to simply forfeit and be done with this all. I really didn't want to fight this battle, but I know what my mother would say and do if I quit. Strangely enough, I really disliked disappointing my mother.

Option four it is.

…...Gaara's perspective...

I glared around suspiciously, my sand sifting around slowly being the only sign of my restlessness. I had dispelled the Nara's clones a few minutes ago and was now simply waiting. I hadn't seen the boy ever since he had hid himself, and I was simply to lazy to be bothered to search for him. I much rather let him come to me.

I was just about to pull book that I had been reading lately out of my pouch when I heard the soft sound of footfall on my sand. I raised an eyebrow suspiciously as the Nara walked towards me brazenly, his hands in his pockets and his shoulders slumping in line with his bad posture.

He stopped about four feet away from me before speaking up.

"Eh... Sabaku-San, right? Well you see the thing is I don't really want to fight. So to save me some trouble and you some time, how about we play Ro Sham Bo? The winner decides what the loser does, like forfeiting or something," the words rolled off of the Nara's tongue, slowly and with little vigor.

"Well, first of all, why would I do that Nara-San? You do happen to be standing on my sand which I can control. I also question how you can assure that I would comply to your demands if I lost?" I asked, mostly confused over this turn of events.

"That's simple. I've already won," was his soft reply.

I sighed before attempting to raise my arm to command my sand towards the Nara. My arm didn't budge. I tried just mentally commanding my sand to attack the Nara, nothing. What had happened?

"You're probably wondering why you can't use your sand, or move for the matter. Well, as I walked on your sand, I used my Kagemane jutsu to connect to the shadow of each and every single grain. Then when I stopped moving, I connected my shadow to yours. Even though I can only hold this for three minutes, my victory is assured.

That is because if I feel even a single new grain of sand move, then I will set off the five dozen bomb seals under my shirt. I assure you that you won't survive the blast, nor escape due to time restraints. The seals have a thirty second timer. I started the timer five seconds ago," the Nara finished with a small smirk.

"Well played Nara-San. You only had one flaw in that plan of yours. You didn't realize I had a layer of sand over my entire body right before you captured me. That sand however is right above you in a spike. If you don't release me within five seconds, it will penetrate your skull and end your life," it was my turn to smirk as I said that.

The Nara looked up to look at the spike.

"You win. Proctor, I forfeit!" The Nara yelled.

I felt control return to me and bowed slightly to the Nara. He had almost bested me. But that fight had made my head hurt, I wonder if Temari has some headache pills.

…...Naruto's perspective...

I felt like slamming my head into a wall. That fight while intellectually powerful, was the most boring fight in all of existence. While the Kage, and some older or more experienced Shinobi will realize what occurred, the civilians will think they just stared each other to death, until Gaara formed a spike.

I perked up however when I heard the proctor call for my teammate to fight the Uchiha. Maybe this would be more interesting. I would also be able to find out what the two had been training to do.

…...Hinata's perspective...

I stood in the middle of the arena, only myself and the proctor present. Sasuke Uchiha was nowhere to be seen. Just as the proctor was about to say that Sasuke was disqualified, two Shinobi landed on the rim of the battle arena. One of the Shinobi disappeared and appeared in front of me. It was Sasuke. I assumed the other ninja was his Sensei.

After the crowd settled down from the last Uchiha's 'cool' entrance, the proctor yelled, "FIGHT," and(shitty reference go!) got the hell out of dodge.

I watched Sasuke apprehensively as he circled about me. I was itching to use some of my more powerful attacks. I really wanted Naruto-kun to see how strong I was. I really wanted him to love me because of my strength. But I needed to fight carefully. The Uchiha were a tricky bunch. My father had said so.

My opponent suddenly formed several seals before launching fireballs at me. I slipped around them, my flexibility allowing me to easily dodge the balls of flame. Sasuke then came towards me to engage in a bout of Taijutsu.

Sasuke threw forward a fist that I redirected before attempting to kick me in the jaw. I slapped away his leg and tried to seal some of his tenketsu with a few quick jabs. Sasuke simply jumped backwards, before re-engaging. For the next five minutes we traded quick blows, testing each others' abilities and looking for weaknesses.

Sasuke, appearing frustrated, jumped backwards and ran through a dozen seals. He then spewed forth a massive amount of fire. The fire coalesced into a dragon that roared towards the sky before dive-bombing me. I only had one chance to survive this.

When the jutsu neared me, I spun on my heels and yelled, "Hakkesho Kaiten!" When finished spinning, Sasuke was staring at me in shock. His eyes I noticed also had the Sharingan activated in them. I dashed forward and launched attack after attack, attempting to overwhelm Sasuke with powerful Jukenpo attacks.

Sasuke barely slid out of the way of each and every attack. Sasuke then suddenly kicked me and the stomach before backhanding me away. As I regained my feet, I watched Sasuke prepare for another jutsu. Sasuke finished the seals and gripped his left forearm, a large amount of lightning sparking from his fist.

I gasped. The amount of elemental chakra in his fist was massive. I knew if that attack even glanced then the battle was over. Sasuke charged straight at me and I yelled once more, "Hakkesho Kaiten!"

I opened my eyes to see Sasuke lying on his back a few feet away. His hand looked nearly burnt, scorch marks marring his skin. I sighed, regardless of whether he was hurt or not, I must win. As Sasuke regained his feet, I lowered myself for a more stable position.

When Sasuke finally regained his feet I quietly intoned, "Hakke Hyaku Nijuhachi Sho." I charged forward as I began to hit Sasuke's tenketsu, yelling numbers as I went.

"Two palms!"

Sasuke was staggered.

"Four palms!"

"Eight Palms!"

"Sixteen palms!"

Sasuke hunched over, his face alive with pain and shock.

"Thirty-two palms!"

"Sixty-four palms!"

Sasuke spat up some blood, his eyes dimming at this point. I moved my arms as fast as possible to finish this move, trying and failing to ignore th blood on my face.

"One Hundred-twenty-eight Palms!"

Sasuke was blasted backwards, blood dripping down his chin. He was already unconscious before he hit the ground. I panted, my arms hanging limply, the muscles within them burning. As a medic performed emergency work on Sasuke, I couldn't help but smile.

Even though I had almost killed that boy, my fingers just barely hitting the correct tenketsu and missing his heart, I had won. I had beaten an Uchiha. This was a tradition for the clan, to prove your abilities, and I had done. I had beat an Uchiha and would be able to move on to further fights!

Naruto must be proud of me!

…...Naruto's perspective...

I stared silently at Hinata panting down below in the arena. On her face was the largest smile I had ever seen her have. Though with blood splattered all over her face, it made it rather creepy. But to each their own.

My next fight would occur in an hour. I would be fighting Gaara. The fight would promise to be interesting. I will continue stating facts like a fucktard to myself.

AN: Ok. I know this is on the short side, but I plan for a MASSIVE fight between Gaara and Naruto. I'm talking the whole nine yards. There will be biju, there will be Egos running rampant within Naruto's head. There will be Kyuubi attempting to fix shit! Most of all, there will be death. Of who, well. You'll find out.

Also, on a secondary note. The don't worry about Hinata anymore thing will be answered next chapter. I promise on each and every one of your kawaii desu souls. REVIEW AND STUFF.