The instant they reached Wave's main trading port, Kakashi raced into the pharmacy not caring at that moment that it was owned and quite likely operated by the enemy. Sometimes, there were dangers that were far worse than a merely potential enemy, and this situation was one of them. As he ran to the counter at the back, he held Naruto's leash in his left hand and the empty pill bottle in his right.
"Here's the prescription, I don't care how much it costs. Refill it, and refill it quick!" he yelled slamming the bottle and a piece of paper he'd pulled from his vest down on the counter in front of the startled pharmacist as he yanked on the leash to keep Naruto from causing chaos and destruction in the small pharmacy.
The pharmacist looked at the prescription and frowned.
"You do realize that this was issued in Fire country?" the pharmacist said.
"What does that have to do with anything?" he yelled.
"We don't fill foreign prescriptions here. You'll have to get one from one of our doctors." the pharmacist said smugly.
"Well, hurry up and get the doctor!" he snapped.
After a wait of about an hour, during which Naruto destroyed the contents of the shelves nearest to him, which fortunately weren't necessities unless one didn't know which Seals, Jutsu, or even common plants aided in either contraception or pregnancy detection, and nearly snapped the leash twice, the pharmacist's assistant arrived with the doctor.
"What seems to be the problem?" the doctor said in that tone of voice that pretty much meant "I'm bored and I'm slightly hungry, so I'm going to rush you out of my office without even looking at you so I can take an early lunch."
"Can you just copy this down and hand it to the pharmacist so I can get it filled?" he asked as he shoved the prescription in the doctor's face.
The doctor took the prescription and barely glanced at it, he looked like he was going to say something for a second afterward but, he paused and looked at the prescription again instead. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he did so.
"What's his diagnosis?" the doctor asked, looking at his patient for the first time.
"Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder." he replied.
"Where is he on the Yamanaka Scale?" the doctor asked, sounding as if he were trying to stay calm and barely managing it.
"The scale doesn't go that high but, when he was two, Yamanaka Inoichi estimated him to be at about a 75 using the scale's criteria." he said as he yanked Naruto away from the last of the pregnancy tests.
"S-seventy f-five?" the doctor stammered staring at Naruto with a look of horror and amazement. Scoring a seventy-five on a scale that only went to fifty was quite the achievement, and in this case it was not a good thing.
"Is his disorder hereditary or...?" the doctor asked before trailing off as a horrifying thought suddenly occured to him.
"It is believed to be Chakra induced, though there is a possible hereditary element from his mother's side." he replied.
He knew this because he'd forced himself to read all of the boring reports when he had first taken his team the first time around. Of course, Naruto's mother's attention problems could have also been caused by the Kyuubi but, there were some indications that they had already been present and had merely been exacerbated by the Biju that she'd contained.
When the doctor had finally processed his reply to his question, he looked like he was about to faint. He somehow managed not to do so however, and after gathering his wits, he turned towards the pharmacy counter. Moving incredibly quickly for a civilian, he dove over said pharmacy counter and started searching for something. When he found what was presumably the correct container, he opened it and hurriedly checked its contents against a nearby reference book. When he was satisfied with the results, he turned and raced back with the large jar that supposedly held the pharmacy's entire supply of the medication Naruto took.
"Despite what it says on the outside of the container, this is the medication that was prescribed. Pills in the extremely high dosage his prescription requires however have to be custom made. I'm sure you can figure out how many of these you'll need to give him to reach the proper dosage on your own. You can have these free of charge." the still extremely pale doctor said as he shoved the container at him, and hopped back over the counter.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be moving out of the country." the doctor said as he broke into a sprint and raced out of the door.
After getting a better grip on the container that had been given to him, he stayed where he was instead of following the man, knowing that the pharmacist would be requesting payment for the damage Naruto had caused at the very least. If it turned out that what he had been handed could be considered poison due to the fact that it was meant to treat something else entirely, the doctor could be dealt with later. While the Kyuubi could and would deal with any poison Naruto ingests, is injected with, or absorbs via osmosis, some poisons made him ill. And, if what he'd been handed could be considered poison, he would kill the doctor mostly out of principle, and partially because he'd most likely be stuck with a super hyper brat with a tummy ache.
The contents of the jar had better be as stated for both the doctor's sake and the sake of his own sanity.
It had been after this mission that he'd learned about Naruto's virtual immunity to poison the last time around. During Naruto's first hospital trip as his student the last time around, he had discovered the hospital's "Poisons that Uzumaki Naruto has Ingested" list in the doctor's break-room. Ethylene Glycol had topped the exceedingly long list with five tick marks and about a dozen question marks. If he'd known about the list before the mission to Wave the first time, he wouldn't have unnecessarily worried his student about the poison that the Demon Brothers' weapons had introduced into his bloodstream, and caused him to slice his hand open. While the wound had promptly healed, Naruto had gone through a great deal of unnecessary pain and distress.
The surprising fact to those who knew about the Kyuubi was that almost all of Naruto's poisonings (which nobody had seen fit to inform him about previously) had been accidents. By the time he had turned three, the workers at the orphanage had brought him in almost daily to have his stomach pumped. Apparently, after he'd gotten out of the hospital when he was two, the kid had picked up a habit of vanishing if you turned around for more than one second, and also picked up an even more distressing habit of drinking out of any container that contained liquid or trying to eat out of any container that contained solids that he got his little hands on. Childproof lids had proven not to be, even the ones with special safety seals on them.
Had his sensei survived to raise Naruto, the boy would have driven him absolutely nuts.
"What was that all about?" the pharmacist's assistant asked, finally recovering from the shock of seeing the local doctor behaving so oddly.
The pharmacist, who seemed curious himself, picked up the bottle he had set on the counter and read the label as he went into the back. Then, he walked over to what was presumably his desk, grabbed a battered copy of the Psychiatrist's Desk Reference Suna Edition that was set amongst several reference books that were peripherally related to his work, and started leafing through it. After finding the correct entry and reading for about a minute he turned very pale. He looked at Naruto's pill bottle again and went even paler before he started shaking.
"Go. The medication is free. Don't worry about the damage either. Just go." The rather frightened looking pharmacist said.
Not bothering to look a gift horse in the mouth, seeing as said gift horse couldn't exactly hurt and may actually improve the situation in question, he turned and left, dragging Naruto behind him, grabbing a large amount of candy on his way out knowing that, if Naruto was anything like he had been when he was two in his current condition, getting him to swallow the pills without it would be nearly impossible, and that it was probably going to take about a week to get Naruto back to normal. When the pharmacist didn't comment, he crammed the candy into his pockets and headed out the door with the jar of medication in one hand and Naruto's leash in the other..
"Why'd you do that?" the pharmacist's assistant asked as the ninja and the rather destructive kid he'd been dragging around on a leash vanished out the door.
He knew for a fact that his boss loved only two things, his work and money, not necessarily in that order. The reason he stayed with the man other than the fact that he only took a rather small percentage of the income from his illegal drug sales was that, unlike most of the the more unscrupulous pharmacists he had worked for in the past who had loved money more than their work, his boss refused to water down and/or adulterate the medications he sold. Instead, his boss gave out cheaper medications and older remedies that worked the same as their newer and more expensive counterparts and pocketed the difference. To let a great deal of potential money leave as well as absorbing the cost of damage someone else had caused was completely out of character for the man. The doctor's reaction to the boy on the leash was extremely unsettling as well...
"Let's just say, that I think going on an extended visit to your cousins in Water would be a very good idea right about now." his boss said.
"But I hate my cousins, and the feeling is mutual on their end as well." he said.
His cousins had hated him for sullying the family name by dealing drugs, and he had hated his cousins for being a bunch of arrogant bastards who thought they were better than everyone because they were ninja.
"At least you'll be safe there." his boss said.
"They said that they would disembowel me if they saw me again." he replied, shuddering as he rembered how his cousin Shinji had been wielding a large steak knife as he chased him off the property during a family gathering.
His boss picked up the bottle that the one-eyed ninja had left behind and pointed to a spot on the label.
"Notice anything significant about the birthdate?" his boss asked.
He read the date. What was so important about October Tenth? He looked over at the name of the person for whom the prescription had been made. His blood ran cold. All throughout his childhood his mother had told him that if he wasn't a good boy, an Uzumaki would get him. He'd never believed her, and had instead believed it when his friends had told him that the Uzumaki were all dead. His mother had been right all along. He hadn't been a good boy, and if that Uzumaki hadn't been kept on a leash he would have gotten him.
"No, but look at the name!" he replied once he was sure he could speak.
"Uzumaki Naruto, what about it?" his boss asked.
"You'll find out when we get to Water." he said.
His cousins' place was suddenly looking alot more welcoming by the moment.
Tenzo wasn't sure if everything went well at the pharmacy or not, considering the look on Kakashi-sempai's face as he was coming up the road to the house. He had been waiting by the window of the Bridgebuilder Tazuna's home since he, the remaining Genin of Team 7, and the old man had arrived. Sasuke was over in the corner tending to the small snowshoe hare that was in a box that had been provided by Tazuna's daughter Tsunami, and Sakura was seated next to Sasuke pretending to be interested in the rabbit while she practically molested the boy.
As things appeared to be settled here, he went to meet Kakashi-sempai at the door.
"Here. If you let go of this leash for even a second, I will kill you." Kakashi-sempai said by way of greeting as he handed him Naruto's leash.
"Uchiha, Sakura, make yourselves useful and break these into smaller pieces. I'm going to need about a dozen of them." Kakashi-sempai said as he tossed a pair of candy bars at the Genin before he opened a large jar that was presumably full of pills.
Kakashi then pulled several medium sized green tablets from the jar he'd been carrying with him muttering as he added something up. After setting the pills and broken pieces of candy bar in a relatively open space within easy reach, Kakashi-sempai signaled for him to bring Naruto over. After an extremely short chase thanks to the leash, Kakashi-sempai managed to grab the boy. He then shoved the first pill into his mouth and made him swallow it. A piece of chocolate followed an instant later. He repeated this procedure another dozen times. As soon as he was done, Kakashi-sempai cast a jutsu on the boy that put him to sleep and waited for about a minute. Once the minute was over, he began to relax.
"The fact that he's sleeping rather than throwing it off and racing around is probably a good sign. I'm going to go put him to bed, and I'll be talking with you later, when there won't be anyone trying to listen in." Kakashi-sempai said as he picked Naruto up and carried him upstairs.
Tsunami, who had sat quietly and watched the spectacle alongside Tazuna, a small boy who hid behind a piece of furniture, and Naruto's teammates was looking almost longingly at the jar of pills that had been left behind.
"What?" he asked.
"My friend Usagi has been saving up for months to get her son's prescription filled. Do you think you can spare a few?" Tsunami replied.
"I'm not sure. Based on how much Kakashi gave Naruto, there doesn't seem to be enough to last for the rest of the mission." he said after he looked into the jar and calculated its contents.
He knew that Naruto would be here for a few weeks and, if he got Kakashi to very carefully ration the pills and not use nearly as many as he did today, they just might last that long if they were extremely lucky.
"Why don't you send a messenger back to Konoha and get more?" Sakura asked.
"Why didn't I think of that earlier?" he said, feeling like an idiot.
While a person would normally have to worry about their messenger being intercepted, he usually didn't as none of his summons had been caught by human hands so far. After quickly grabbing a piece of paper and a writing implement, he scrawled out a short note.
"What does Code Orange 3-2, Kakashi found temporary solution but running low mean?" Sakura asked, obviously having read over his shoulder.
"Code Orange is when Naruto pulls a prank." Sasuke said.
"How do you know that?" Sakura asked.
"My dad and It...Him both got called out after that paint bomb incident five years ago." Sasuke said.
"Actually, Code Orange is a reference to Naruto himself, and you don't need to worry about the rest." he said before he started the seals for the Summoning Jutsu.
"Rocky, take this to the Captain, and hurry back with whatever he gives you." he said as he handed the note to his favorite summon who then hopped out the window and scurried away.
"Why didn't you poison the Ninja when you had the chance?" Gato asked the doctor that had treated the Ninja who had been hired to protect the thrice damned bridge builder Tazuna.
"Do you have any idea what those idiots brought here?" the doctor cried hysterically as he frantically packed, haphazardly throwing everything he could reach into any container he could find.
"What did they bring?" he asked wondering if he should worry, considering the doctor's actions.
"There is only a maximum of eight recorded cases of Chakra Induced Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder at any given time. The one thing those eight cases have in common is that the person suffering from the disorder is a Jinchuriki." the doctor said as he grabbed his surgical instruments and crammed them into a woman's handbag.
"That doesn't answer my question about why you didn't poison him." he said, covering his ignorance about the meaning of the term Jinchuriki.
The doctor had been a civillian employee at a shinobi hospital in Kumo before he was fired for sexual misconduct. And, whatever the hell a Jinchuriki was, it was was obviously some ninja thing.
"He's a Jinchuriki! The deadliest poison in the Elemental Countries would only give him a mild case of indigestion. I should know, considering that I was on the team that got called in when someone tried to assassinate the Raikage's younger brother." the doctor said as he crammed a bunch of files into a trash can that he then set next to a rice bag full of clothes.
"At the very least, you shouldn't have treated him." he said figuring that "Jinchuriki" was a term for one of those "Bloodline Traits" that the Ninja spoke of, probably a rather formidable one if the doctor's fear was any indication.
"You should be glad that I did! I just headed off an incalculable amount of chaos and destruction by doing so. I'm thanking my lucky stars that that crooked pharmacist of yours had the old treatment for ADHD which was derived from medication that was created for Suna's first Jinchuriki on hand rather than what's been the standard treatment in the decade since they noticed the stuff caused a mild, and in rare cases, moderate to severe drain on a person's Chakra reserves. Even with the medication, that kid has enough power to blow half the continent off the map, and when he's completely off his medication a brain damaged gnat would be extremely focused in comparison to him. When those two things are put together, it's very bad for everyone around him which unfortunately would currently include you and your business." the doctor said as he scribbled something on a prescription pad.
"Here's my letter of resignation. I'm going to be moving away, far away. I don't want to be in the same country or much less on the same continent with a Jinchuriki that's been hired to oppose you and your employees." the doctor said, tearing off a sheet of paper and handing it to him.
While he stared dumbfoundedly at the note, the doctor took his chance to make good on his escape.
"If there's anything left standing on the island by the time I reach my destination, I'll send someone to pick up the rest of my stuff." the doctor called over his shoulder before grabbing the sack that contained his clothes and the handbag that contained his equipment and racing off to the wharf to catch the next boat out of Wave.
Kakashi sighed as he summoned Pakkun and Bull before he went to bed. After the rather eventful afternoon, things had finally calmed down a bit. He was extremely tired, and hadn't found a good time to have the conversation with Tenzo which could be put on hold until tomorrow. Tenzo, a man who, before today, he could almost consider a friend, was the reason he had summoned Bull. If the man made any aggressive moves towards Naruto he would get a rather nasty surprise. Bull was fast despite his massive size and would be able to slow Tenzo down enough for him to reach the boy's room and respond to the situation, if Bull didn't kill the man first that is. After Bull was dispatched to Naruto's bedside, he turned to Pakkun.
"Explain." he said.
"Explain what?" Pakkun asked.
"When I summoned you to find Naruto, you questioned my sanity. During the search you accused me of raising him from the dead." he replied. "Explain now."
Pakkun stared at him with a look of total confusion in his eyes.
"I never said anything about Naruto being dead." the dog said.
"Yes, you did." he replied.
"So, that's where the other Pakkun went earlier." Pakkun said as understanding appeared to dawn on him..
"Other Pakkun?" he asked.
"Time travel doesn't work in our realm the way it does in yours. Unlike here where you can't exist in two places at once and merge with your "Past self", we can and do remain separate. I wouldn't recommend trying to summon us both at the same time because, when we're both in this plane we would be forced to merge and the result wouldn't be pretty. If it doesn't kill us outright that is. By the way, around the same time your pack from the "Future" arrived, the Toads and the Flying Squirrels started going nuts about something and closed their borders." Pakkun replied.
The Toads I get, considering the fact that Jiraiya showed up several months earlier than he had the last time around and, now that I think of it, the way he acted around Naruto when I introduced them was as if he'd been pretending that he doesn't know the boy. I had ignored the man's odd behavior because I knew he hadn't meant Naruto any harm. But, the Flying Squirrels? he thought.
"Flying Squirrels?" he asked knowing that Pakkun would understand his meaning and give a report.
"What? I thought they were cute." Tenzo said, having entered the room just as he asked Pakkun his question.
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Author's note: I'm not going to write out the whole Tenzo and Kakashi converse about time travel thing and discover that they're from two completely different timelines partially because most of the conversation would cover stuff in the Shit You Already Know category eg. "Naruto was killed at the Valley of the End by Sasuke." "No, he barely survived that. The reason I'm here is because Naruto got so upset over the destruction of Konoha and the deaths of almost all of his precious people that he turned the Kyuubi loose.", and partially because I'm lazy.
Suffice to say, both men went to bed with massive headaches from trying to wrap their minds around the lecture on the nature of Space, Time, and the Multiverse that Pakkun had given them and agreed that they were going to have a discussion with Jiraiya when they got back. Neither man came to the realization that Naruto was a fellow time traveler at that point as Naruto hadn't really said or done anything in front of them that indicated such, and both had individually come to the conclusion that Naruto's differing behavior was due to changes that either Kakashi or Jiraiya had made since none of his behavior had been entirely unexplainable so far.
Edited 11-3-12