Sorry I take so long to update, life can be like that super-attached girlfriend that won't let you go. Also, someone made a comment on my last chapter about the timeline and other things. For Gaara, Naruto arrived in time to save him before the Ichibi was fully extracted from him. Pain did come to capture the Nine-Tails but failed, you know that saga. The confrontation with Nagato and Rinne Rebirth and all that. If your disappointed by the weakness of these jinchuuriki I'm keeping things a bit low-key until further in the story. Thanks for reviewing and liking the story!

Bee's POV

"You're a Kumo shinobi right?" Mr. Morino said looked at Bee.

"Yes, I already told you, bro! Mind if you let me go?" Bee sang. Mr. Morino only rolled his eyes.

"Listen, I don't have time for your games. This is serious business. You're either going to tell us why you're here or we'll force it from you." The interrogator continued. Bee debated whether to tell him who he was or why he was here.

The whole point of coming here was to get help. You're not going to get any by keeping your mouth shut, Bee. Gyuki pointed out.

I know, I know. Big Bro's gonna be mad, that'll be really bad! Bee replied.

Who cares about the Raikage? Right now your ass is about to be tortured. You better do something.

Bee just folded his hands behind his head and propped his legs on the metal table in front of him. Mr. Morino looked much more annoyed.

"Fine, I'll tell you why I'm here. You aren't gonna like it very much but, hey, you asked." Bee said.

Mr. Morino finally looked satisfied, "I'm glad you decided to take the right path."

Bee began, "I'm a Kumo shinobi if you haven't noticed, I ran away because...well...it's hard. My big brother always keeps me on a short leash and sometimes I just wanna be free you know?"

"Slow down, let's start from your name and who you are. Occupation, family, that sort of stuff." Mr. Morino interrupted.

Bee smiled, "I am the rappin' Killer Bee, Eight-Tails dat be me to the third degree!"

Mr. Morino's expression changed to one of boredom, to one of shock, "What!?"

"I'm the host of the Eight-Tails, the Akatsuki were chasin' me so I had to bail." Bee explained.

"Tonbo, send word to the Hokage. She needs to know this." Mr. Morino said to one of the guys standing in the corner of the room. His eyes and forehead were covered in bandages making Bee wonder how he could see.

"A-about that, sir. It seems that Danzo has returned to the village."

"You gotta be kidding me." Mr. Morino said, getting up. He looked at Bee, his scars already making him seem serious, "You need to stay here. I have to go talk to some people."

"I ain't going nowhere." Bee shrugged.

The man left the room, his boots hitting the floor got more and more fainter until Bee could no longer hear it. Tonbo and another guy was still in the room watching him closely, but they made no attempt to get any information out of him.

"If I may ask," Tonbo said, breaking the silence, "Who is your brother?"

"Oh, uh..." Bee tried to figure out a way to say this is the softest way possible.

And then Gyuki spoke, Bee don't tell them. Anything else might make Konohagakure make some deals with Kumogakure in exchange for your life.

Bee suddenly took his legs off the desk, irritated, You just told me to tell them who I was!

I told you to get help from them. The only way to do that would be to tell about the Akatsuki chasing you, dumbass.

"Ugh!" Bee grunted, kicking the desk over. Tonbo jumped and grabbed a kunai from the pouch on his leg.

"Whoa! I just got mad for a sec, no need to pull out any weapons." Bee comforted.

"I don't trust you. You're from Kumo and we're not buddy, buddy with them." Tonbo said.

The other guy began to speak, "Calm yourself, Tonbo. He's probably a little jumpy. He's in captivity anyway."

Jumpy, Bee thought. He looked up at the ceiling. It was made of stone with little cracks in it. The light dangled above, illuminating the whole room. If I sprout at least six tails can I break through? He wondered.

"What are you doing?" Tonbo asked.

Bee examined the cuffs on his arms, they were made of strong iron that pure strength couldn't pry apart. Bee couldn't summon any chakra so he guessed they stopped any utilization of jutsu. Chakra cloaks or chakra skins won't work effectively.

"I need to pee." Bee said. Bathrooms might work. If I can get out of this room I could easily escape. Bee thought. "Please."

"No," The other guy said, crossing his arms. His brown hair had bangs that covered his eyes and his mouth remained the same. Expressions were impossible to see in these guys.

"But I don't wanna make a mess. I've had to go ever since that shark guy of the Akatsuki was hunting me." Bee explained. "He uses water-style and that didn't help my bladder at all."

Tonbo frowned, "You don't have to be so descriptive."

"Please. I'm gonna explode soon. I need to go." Bee said.

"Fine! You can go to the bathroom! Get up." The other one said throwing his hands up into the air. Bee got up quickly and shuffled over to the hallway.

"You know, I'm gonna need some help..." Bee informed.

"Why?" Tonbo asked. Then his gaze fell onto the cuffs. "Oh dear God no."

"You're doing it, Tonbo."

"No! You're the one who let him go, Shimon."

And then Bee moved. He figured now was a better time than any. He jumped over Tonbo's head and brought the chain between his cuffs down on his throat. The man grasped at the chain then at Bee's face, his kunai on the ground. Shimon brought out two shuriken and threw them, aiming for Bee's face. He dropped to the ground, landing on his back and then used his legs to throw Tonbo onto Shimon. The man had brought out a kunai and was preparing to stab Bee, but the kunai found itself lodged in Tonbo's side, who was screaming at this point.

Bee grabbed the kunai which was a few feet away from his and used it to break the chain between his cuffs. It broke easily. Shimon got up, throwing Tonbo off of him and getting to his feet. He flew at Bee, his arm reared back. Bee ducked, the punch missing and leaving Shimon open. He used his leg to kick upwards into Shimon's chin causing him to fly backwards, hitting his head on the wall.

Bee watched as the ninja slumped over, silent. Tonbo was still whimpering and grasping at the kunai in his side.

"Sorry," Bee said. "I don't wanna overstay my welcome."

Yagura's POV

Yagura rose to his feet, expecting a million ninja to be surrounding him, ready to attack, but other than for a few bodies, he was alone. His hook staff was lodged into the sand about twenty feet away from him. A body was lying on the top, obviously dead. He'd been impaled by the hook in his chest and wasn't getting out of that.

He got to his feet and stretched his exhausted bones. I am Yagura, He reminded himself, I am hunting down the man who controlled me, nothing will stop me. Yagura took a step toward his staff and a jolt of pain shot through his body making him immediately fall into the wet sand again. He remembered landing onto his back after the boat was destroyed but he didn't know it would be this bad.

He ended up crawling to his only weapon and barely managing to pull it out from the ground. He looked around at the beach. How many people attacked me? Yagura thought as he counted the bodies. They were all hunter ninja, Yagura could tell that much. But their clothing differed. Most of these guys wore sleeveless jackets over a t-shirt with baggy pants and hiking boots. One or two of them had a blue chest guard with a black shirt underneath and blue arm and leg warmers. It reminded Yagura of a meeting he once had with the council of Kirigakure. It was vague but a lot of the bodyguards wore this stuff.

"There he is!" A shout broke through the silence and Yagura's thoughts. His head snapped up, his eyes wide. A ship was making its way closer to the beach. The fog was almost completely gone and you could easily see its figure coming rapidly close.

Yagura with some difficulty got to his feet, his back aching even more. Shit! He thought as he heard feet hitting the ground.

"Don't let him get away! Circle around and enter the forest! Cut him off!" One of the ninja yelled.

Yagura took his hook staff and planted the blunt end in the sand. He pressed his two hands together, summoning chakra.

"Water Style: Rising Coral Ripples!" He yelled.

Pink corals rose from the sand spreading across the beach and stopping many ninja in the tracks. A few of them were smart enough to jump into the air and they began to throw shuriken and kunai at him.

Yagura raised his staff above his head, deflecting most of the weaponry. He then ran a little bit further and entered the forest, hoping it would hide him better. He heard yells and commands through the air ordering men to surround him and kill him and capture him. Another wave of pain shot through Yagura as he collapsed again. This time finding it even harder to get to his feet.

A hand closed around his throat, lifting him into the air. Yagura's hands held onto the attacker, his nails scratching them.

"I got him!" They screamed.

Yagura flailed even more, his legs trying to connect with something. He was begging for air at this point. Darkness rimmed his eyesight and his head was pounding, a loud sound ringed in his ears making him unable to hear anything else. His hands fell to his sides and his legs stopped moving.

I'm done. I'm going to die. Yagura thought. He's going to kill me.

Let me help you, Yagura. A voice that was all too familiar said in his mind.

No...I... Yagura responded as his eyes shut. I can't die now.

Roshi's POV

The smell of smoke had stopped. To Roshi, that was a good thing. Now he knew those Uchiha boys were far behind him. The further the better. Based on the warm weather and the cloudless orange, pinkish sky. He figured he'd arrived at Konoha around sunset. He walked along a grassy plain, weeds and flowers hidden among the tall grass. Should be a full moon tonight. Roshi thought.

His stomach grumbled and his throat dried even more when he thought about his missing pack. He'd had to ditch in the forest since it caught on fire. But now it was almost unbearable. The thought of food and water was overwhelming and made him long for shelter. To be back home with his wife and son. He began to question why he even came.

And then he thought of the Akatsuki, who were probably gloating from a distance as they plotted war. It made Roshi sick, and most of all motivated to continue walking. He'd spoken to Son Goku earlier, the conversation hadn't went well but Roshi got the information he needed. Nine-Tails and Eight-Tails were in Konoha somewhere. He just had to find them.

This is a foolish quest Roshi, Son Goku spoke, cutting through Roshi's thoughts like a knife through hot butter.

I don't care. The world might depend on it. I said back.

You're a fool! You think the jinchuuriki are likely to cooperate with a forty five year old man? It's impossible. My brothers and sisters can be like cats and dogs. We don't go together.

But all our power combined would be unimaginable wouldn't it? Think of how we could help people!

All you would do is put fear in their hearts. No matter how hard you or me try, society will never truly except us. We're monsters in their eyes. Weapons to be utilized at others, not them. They won't let you round up these jinchuuriki.

Roshi was beginning to grow angry, he hated anyone who tried to put him down. He wasn't the type of person to succumb to what everyone thought of him.

This...is my own job. My own duty I entrusted to myself. Whether or not your with me, Son, I said calmly, I will stop the Akatsuki.