AN- Sorry for the late update! And sorry for what your about to read because I know for a fact that it's a bit random and weird. And I blame the cold I suffered all weekend while writing this and all the crap that I've been going through lately. Seriously… my life has been shit lately T.T Damn humanity. But that's another story.

Now before I forget, thank you Iceheart15 for the Kyubi reminder! I'm not lying when I say I love him! And I have my own look for him and everything because of that. I almost cosplayed as my version but the reddish orange contacts were too much.

Anyhow…yeah I'm not that proud of this chapter but I HAD to get it done because it means I'm ALMOST done with this damn ARC where Naru is NOT with the AKATSUKI! Seriously it was starting to annoy me as much as it's annoying you. Anyway, I might finish this arc in about…2 or 3 chapters. Hopefully 1 but I don't know if that would happen. I end up making it longer than I should.

Glad I finally got 100 reviews. Seriously T.T I was getting frustrated!

Review please! Just no haters because…well they make me sad.

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"Just shut up."

"How can I when this…this is so stupid!" I yelled in frustration as I pouted in a chair, wearing a decent looking polo shirt over a long sleeved shirt, some black strait leg jeans as well.

"Do you want to save Naruto?" Zetsu cooed in my ear and I shivered slightly. I just nodded my head to the spiky haired male sitting next to me as I tried to figure out whether to scoot closer or get away because my new boyfriend always ends up messing with my emotions. Which I suspect would be a good thing…right?

"Yeah…I mean…I've seen him twice already this week so you don't think I want to save him? You know he now knows that Itachi-nii was the one who…you know. He forgives him but that's not the true problem. My other brother, Sasuke, seems to have confessed to Naruto which is messing with his head. Since the raven isn't acting like a total ass anymore and is trying to converse with Naruto…but he just sort of…runs away." I told Zuzu my findings. Over the past week I have snuck to the tree and just talked with Naruto, trading information…but he didn't want to talk about the topic of court even though Pein is telling me to talk to him about it. I already ruined Naruto once I don't want to mess with his feelings so what he wants to talk about I'll do it.

Anyway, like I was saying, Naruto has new things up in his life other than the whole world now open to his family problems. One being the topic of Sasuke. The other one being how he has been going to therapy and it's actually been doing him some good to talk things out. He says that Shizune is nice and doesn't seem the one to spread anything no matter how juicy the secret. But not only that but he's worried because a social worker is coming to his house in about a day and he's worried about what might happen…

Zetsu chuckled and ruffled my hair, "Well can you blame him? That Sasuke was a total prick. Would you want to talk to a bastard who ruined your life yet he apologized and actually confessed?" He said then covered his mouth.

"Exactly why this is so stupid." I started to pout again and crossed my arms over my clothed chest, sinking a bit into the chair making that slight noise of sliding on leather.

"What? I think you look cute."

"How can you even see I look cute with this damn mask on! It's stuffy and there's no mouth hole. Only one eye and its getting sweaty!" I complained. I used to love this orange mask but after not wearing it in the Akatsuki for a long time…I am getting sick of it. I mean what had I ever liked about this? It gets hot and stuffy really fast because your breath has no where to go. And you can't eat or drink (unless you have a straw) unless you take the whole thing off and without the mask this whole meeting will be pointless!

"You are adorable. I always thought you did with the mask since you would speak in that other point of view. Even though I love you no matter what."

"Stop being so cheesy."

"You love it."

"As you have said a million times." I sighed and stood up to stretch, "Couldn't I just…I don't know, stay home or something? I didn't have to come. And if something would slip it would mess everything up." I frowned behind the mask that I wasn't sure if Zuzu even saw.

"No. And you know that. He wanted everyone involved and that even means you…but you can't talk."

"Then this is stupid!" I yelled but it came out a bit muffled, "If I can't talk then what is the point in being here?"

"Because you are involved and you will be there so you have to be here. If you speak he might recognize your voice. But me knowing you, you would start saying, Tobi this and Tobi that, since you seem to do that a lot when your around Madara." He said and I sighed knowing he was right. I already screwed up 7 times today so I knew I was so stressed I was unstable. I even lost track and blacked out. Supposedly I was acting like I was 5 and wanted to play with everyone.

Did I mention that were all here to meet up with my father about the case? No? Well…sorry. I'm just…not really in the mood to talk about him. I don't even want to be here. It even took one Hidan, a Kakazu, and a calming Zetsu to get me out of the door of the complex. I mean…I am still confused on why I would need to be here. It's probably really risky since I know that Madara doesn't like me. But somehow…Itachi is still on his good side no matter what Fugaku's did. I still suspect it's because Itachi left the Uchiha business and practically the family. Not thoroughly since most of the Uchiha family (which I oddly know a lot about even if I wasn't pat of it) still consider him a genius and support him. I still feel sorry for Sasu-Chan… because of what he has to go through not really because of what he put Naruto through…

Anyhow, the court date is for next week Thursday and is actually going to be broadcasted on TV, which is why we are here. Pein thought that it wasn't going to be viewed publicly and neither did Madara. So they assume that it's such a…large case that they want a public record of it. Even for something like child abuse (which in reality isn't as harsh as murder and never really seen on TV) it is a large case since its Minato, Owner of Uzumaki Corp. and Nevar Moon. And so Madara had asked Pein to bring everyone in who is part of it to talk about what is going to happen and what we are supposed to do…even though I'm not sure I'm going to be able to talk. And so right now everyone but me and Zetsu are talking to him, seeing as how I don't have to be in there the whole time…plus. Orochimaru's in there.

I know before I said that Orochimaru didn't want to be part of the whole shebang which is why he didn't want to be the Akatsuki's lawyer, but that doesn't mean he hasn't…helped in some way. And I think Pein suspects that Orochimaru is the one that had suggested of showing the trial on TV.

You know what's funny? Well…not really funny, funny, but you know what's ironic? Madara is fighting against a case about abuse… and he did unimaginable things to me. I chuckled slightly to myself and causing Zetsu to tilt his head slightly at it. Having a look of concern in his face.

"Tobi?" He asked cautiously.

"W-What Zuzu?" I stuttered.

"Why are you crying?"

"W-What is Zetsu talking about? Tobi isn't crying! Tobi is…"

"I can see your eye and its glimmering with tears. Come here." He gestured for me to sit on his lap, which I did by straddling his hips. My mask wearing face cuddled into Zetsu's collarbone, me actually wishing that I could smell him clearly but no chance, "What's wrong?" He cooed, rubbing my lower back softly in small circles. I just sniffled figuring that me crying wouldn't be the best thing inside the mask…no way to wipe my runny nose.

"T-Tobi doesn't want to see h-him." I stuttered and he took out a sigh.

"I know sweetie."

"Don't call Tobi that." I complained and I could sense the smirk on his lips.

"Why not?" He questioned.

"Because it makes Tobi feel like a girl!"

"Sorry… Tobi…you are sadly going to have to endure Madara's existence for a little while longer. Do you think I'm happy with having he so close to you? It makes me angry as hell! Remember whenever I…lose my cool I go after the person or the thing that caused a love one or friend to suffer. I almost killed him three times if it wasn't for Pein holding me back." He admitted and I just snuggled into him more, "I'm sorry you're not going to be able to speak or show your face to him until at least the day of the trial…I'm still confused on the situation if you are going to be called to the stand or not. This isn't one of those court shows where the judge just speaks to the Defendant and accused to settle law suits and so on. And I think…that they are even tweaking the rules a bit, not on law but with the way there doing things, to get it all settled out and keep Naruto safe…if he is actually getting abused. Which is what this meeting is about I suspect."

"Then why aren't you in there?" I asked him seeing as how he seems to know a lot about this business crap.

"Because there first fighting about what the hell happened to make it actually be put on TV. I mean…well the public already knew of it from news interviews and the articles in magazines and stuff but we hadn't fully decided on putting it actually on TV. It just sort of…flew up and hit us in the face. We were still deciding on it because it could hurt us even more if we lose this. And since we're trying to hide you from your dad and that means leaving out your correct age at the time, he thinks your 13 possibly 14. Not that we told him that he just assumes from when he saw you the few times." He explained thoroughly.

"And Tobi would be to kidto be in the big boy meeting?" I asked innocently, but I could feel how he nodded.

"Tobi…did you ever get checked up in a hospital? Like an MRI or something?" He asked me and I just shook my head, far from crying anymore.

"Madara didn't like to take Tobi to hospitals even if Tobi had a broken rib and collapse lung. They were connected with Uchiha's and he didn't want to take a chance. Why Zuzu?"

"Because…never mind."

But I knew what he had wanted to say without him even having to say it. He's worried about all the head trauma I had received when growing up. He probably worried I had brain damage or something (which is very likely) He probably was also worried about my sudden personality changes lately. But like I said…it's all because I'm stressed.

"You're going to have to calm down soon though, or not speak because he will recognize your voice and personality instantly…especially if you scream Tobi over and over again. Just in case we had told him your name was Obito, but sometimes we call you Tobi just in case it was a mistake or something." He again rambled on and on as if I didn't know every detail already.

"Just…let Tobi take off the mask real quick and…T-T…I might be able to calm down." I breathed out, struggling by the multiple fluids on the inside of the mask…yeah it's as gross as it sounds. There's my sweat and then the humidity or something from my warm breaths and then there were the dried up tears on my face.

Zetsu looked to the door that had locked us out then back at me before he nodded and unlatched the mask for me taking it off. I immediately, greedily, took in a large breath of the cool air that surrounded me. I wiped my face soon afterwards from the sweat and (even though icky) some droll away from my mouth wear the grime had stayed on my face from breathing heavily into the solid surface called my mask. I then wiped my eyes and cheeks, rubbing them to make them red, before I looked at Zetsu who was eyeing the mask weirdly.

"How the hell did you where this thing for so long!"

I just shrugged, "I told you I get annoyed with it more now than then…but it's almost like a comfort zone. And around the Akatsuki I didn't need it much so I stopped wearing it. And now…I feel all stressed and out of place again." I admitted while I took the orange spiral mask from his hand and wiped the inside of the object. Frowning at the disgusting texture that had covered it. I haven't been able to take it off for maybe 2 hours so it really had gotten grosser.

"I love you." He stated.

"So you say every hour."

"But I also love you for putting up with all this crap even if it's taking a toll on you."

"Well…I was the one who caused it didn't I?" I looked him strait in the eye and he didn't shift his away but looked me exactly the same way.

"You already apologized and you are the one who started to fix it all. And Naruto forgave you so stop saying that." He told me and shook his head in slight disbelieve, "Now…are you going to kiss me or are you going to wait a couple whole hours to."

If I was a dog, my tail would have been wagging happily back and forth as a small grin grew on my face. I just nodded my head once before I kissed him. Letting all my stress and worries' (well not all of them seeing as I'm wrapped up with them) out onto my, extremely, loving and caring boyfriend. Even though I'm surrounded by crap being able to say that does bring a special spark into my heart. He grabbed the mask out of my hand while I wrapped my arms around his neck, combing my hands through his actually tame hair, holding him closer to my body. Not wasting time making it more heated. Seeing as how any minuet we could be called into the room to talk something boring like business or even more exciting, people coming out and seeing us, made us rush.

My back arched when his hand slowly rubbed my lower back and I could feel his grin against my lips. Well by now he of course knows my more sensitive spots, just like I do his.

"Z-Zuzu..." I said in-between the case, having to let go and greedily suck in air. But it wasn't enough before I got pulled into another heated kiss…this was not helping my body temperature at all. I pulled away having to stop to breath in another gush of air. I could feel my cheeks being hot making me realize I was probably blushing. Before I went in again I spoke quickly remembering I hadn't said something back yet, "I lo-."

"Zetsu and Obito, time to talk about business." I was pushed off his lap with the mask on my face. Making me fall to the floor with a quick 'umph'. If I wasn't busy trying to calm my breathing while simultaneously messing with the mask on my face to put it in place, and if I didn't have a slight pain from falling on my tail bone, I would of freeze up more at My dad's voice. After messing with the orange mask I took a quick glance at Zetsu who was trying to fix his hair at least a little bit from my roaming hands, a light blush tinting his cheeks while he gave me an apologetic look.

"What the hell are you doing on the floor?" Madara scowled.

"Well…he was walking and he accidently tripped." Zetsu covered for me and I just nodded at the lie that my idiotic father took like I would cake.

"Well…better get in there now. Because if you don't it might take another few hours. I feel bad just making you two wait out here while they go at it like fricken idiots." He spoke and I resisted a snort. If he knew it was me he would have me thrown out of this building. (by window)

Zetsu just nodded and helped me up while Madara walked back into the room where I could hear faint talking.

"I love you too." I whispered in his ear and Zetsu just smirked as we followed Madara…sadly. But Zuzu's hand was holding mine behind our backs so I was at least a bit more calm than usual.

"You know…I have a nephew named Obito." I jumped, this time, at the man's voice and I had to roll my eyes. Of course he did. Obito was another one of my cousins. "My…wife liked the name so much he named some dumb little shit something close to that. So sorry if I'm keeping somewhat of a distance from you." He apologized while not really facing us, rubbing the back side of his head. Messing with his long tussles of raven hair. I just stared at the ground trying not to pay much attention except for Zetsu occasionally squeezing my hand in anger.

In the room for another fricken few pages (this part wasn't supposed to be so long but I ended up writing to much T.T so it's still Akatsuki and not Naruto still) 3rd POV

"Don't touch me! Seriously stop iiiiit!" Pein whined a bit girlish at Orochimaru. Little did some people know, he had the most problem with Orochimaru. Well I guess it isn't really that much of a secret since he actually fired Orochimaru for harassment, but it's still sometimes awkward how much it affected the boss. And it was only a slight rub of his arm in the middle of the discussion on what Orochimaru did with putting the whole case on TV, and how he convinced the court house to bend the rules no matter how long they had been put into place.

The change was simple. Every once in awhile when talking to the Defendant and the Accused there can be small fights back and forth. Even though you need order supposedly this is supposed to speed things up and help the process and the Jury (along with the judge…another tweak) to get as much information as possible. The main part is to keep Naruto safe and if each person is called to the stand a million times in the middle of discussion to figure things out it could take more than a month. And nobody wants that to happen.

"But Pein-Chan I didn't really touch you…did I." Orochimaru smirked and Pein just snarled back at him, trying to get as far away from the man as possible. Meaning he was leaning on the same wall that Hidan was. Kakazu was sitting on one of the chairs (there's more than one) trying to figure out how much an office of this size would cost but also trying to think about the case.

"Well…don't touch me…or Itachi when we're trying to have a damn discussion."

"What's wrong? Wouldn't you want more publicity? And it's not like it wasn't going to be on the news anyway."

"Yeah, the news not fucking cable." Pein snarled at the man before Madara, and angry looking Zetsu and a masked Tobi walked into the room. Quieting the two bickerers. Konan looked up from her lap, where she was boredly reading a book. This fight has been going on from the start and it always ended up with the 'touch' subject or the 'you haven't talked to me in ages' show down. Or even worst the 'if you flick your tongue out again ill cut it off' situation. None of the little fights having to do with anything important to what they were truly supposed to discussed.

It hadn't all started out like it, and they were actually on task, but then…one thing led to another and only once in awhile did they actually get things done. Anyhow, Konan looked up from her book to see a lightly depressed Tobi walk in with the two males, making her motherly instincts instantly kick in. But then she saw that Zetsu seemed to get pissed and she suspected Madara had said something he shouldn't have without knowing it. She could also see that they were holding hands behind their backs and if she would call Tobi over to her Zetsu might just kill Madara. Never feeling comfortable around Madara, or actually, never feeling at piece calm happy or excited to be around him. So she just a gave a look to Tobi sadly while Deidara (who was pacing in the room back and forth getting more and more frustrated) Gave the teen a glare. Sasori and Hidan not fully paying attention to anything in particular.

"And who is this young boy?" Orochimaru asked creepily while the mask wearing male looked up to Orochimaru before slowly hiding behind Zetsu. Making the older male turn his hard glare from Madara to a soft gentle stare at his lover. Tobi has met Orochimaru a few times…yep not that pleasant.

"Stop acting like a creepy pedophile! We have business Dammit and you keep getting distracted!" Pein yelled getting even more frustrated.

"Lord Orochimaru. Isn't that…" Kabuto whispered into the black haired mans ear.

"Ah yes… I think that would actually be T-" he started.

"Obito! His name is Obito." Itachi cut in before Orochimaru could speak Tobi's name and give the first alert to Madara. The snake could only chuckle evilly.

"Yes…Obito. It's been some time has it not?" he asked all though he knew he wouldn't get an answer. He fairly well knew that Madara was Tobi's dad and he felt…amused by the situation.

"Can we finally get down to business?" Deidara said annoyed and Pein grunted in agreeance.

"Might as well." Orochimaru smirked at his ex-housemates and companions. Why was he helping again? Because as the way it was going and as the way he creeps most of the Akatsuki out it would seem as if it would be simpler without him. Let's just hope that this will all end up good.

Naruto POV (Fricken Finally! Sorry for crappy ending of Akatsuki part)

"No."

"Don't lie to me boy." I just continued to glare fully at my father. Of course I was lying to him. I spoke a lot about my life, and especially about my personal life, to the therapist I have been seeing. I don't know why but the more I see her the more I spill. And she listens whole heartedly. Not that I would tell my dad that I had spilled my guts. She can't really tell anyone (even police) about our conversations unless I'm in danger to myself and others. Like if I would say that I feel like I want to die, she would end up having to give me pills and extra protection.

"I'm not." I said a quick monotone reply which he only snorted at making me roll my eyes.

"Fucking shit…" he swore mostly to himself as we both heard the buzzer ring through the living room. For the past 20 minutes he had been lecturing me and trying to get dirt on the Akatsuki that I wouldn't give him. And he was getting frustrated since he couldn't touch me, or let the dunces touch me. The doctors coming every few days to check me out if I was eating or if I had any new bruising on my skin.

And now he was stressing over little details since the child protection agency person is coming today…right now actually. That was the person probably at the door. Anyhow, he was holding my items over my head still to keep me quiet. I have been thinking this over carefully and it killed me. Have a real family and get out of hell forever? Or have things to make me remember the good times with my mom. Pictures and notes. It's all declaring on if I want to focus on the past or future and I'm stuck. It really does pain me even though I should be going forward with the future…I can't lose my mom. And without those few things I would think that it would be possible I would forget her entirely so I wouldn't even have memories unless they were faceless.

This is why I can't talk about the court thing with the Akatsuki since I'm still stuck at a cross point. Tobi had told me that I will be called to the stand…a few times. But they will not ask me directly if I'm being abused, just in case I'm being manipulated (which I am) until both sides have spoken. I can be asked about hints on it, which the Akatsuki are to me and what my relationship with my father is but nothing other than that…

The blond haired male walked out of the living room and to the buzzer to let the person who was waiting outside of the gate in. Knowing fairly well that it was the child person coming to ask questions to me.

"Hello . I have come from-" I froze at the voice…I know that voice I just do.

"I know where you have come from no need to introduce yourself. We have been waiting." He smiled a grin that I knew just had to be fake. He was not amused by this whole situation that he was stuck in.

"Actually." The man's voice started as he walked through the front door not taking his eyes off my father. You know, one of those stares that you're afraid that if you turn your back he would stab it? I'm wouldn't be surprised If it actually happened! "I would like to take Naruto out to a café to…speak a bit more without the influences. It's something our company does." He explained while Minato didn't break his stare out of the males brown eyes. But the man couldn't help but slowly slip his eyes away, feeling almost uncomfortable.

"And you can't do it here? Privacy of our home?"

"If the child, or teen, has been affected inside of the house they might not feel comfortable opening up."

"Even if there's nothing to open up about." The blond spoke.

"…Even if there's nothing to be open about. Can we get going?" I stood up, dusting myself off or really just fixing myself up, combing my hand through my hair real quick in a nervous reaction as I tried to pretend I didn't know the person who was talking to my dad in the entrance hall. No, it wasn't one of the Akatsuki…sadly, but it was somebody else that I did only know for a few days.

"Naruto." He finally called my name and I lazily walked out my hands in my jacket pockets as I withheld a large grin in the direction to the slightly taller male (that was still slim, actually skinnier than me!) that was standing next to Minato…he didn't look happy that he couldn't monitor me if I was leaving the house.

"Hello, Naruto, I am Iruka Umino. We're going to talk okay?" I just gave him a quick nod before looking at my father quickly. He had that look on his face that just screamed 'don't mess this up.' But little did he know…Iruka already knew everything…which means I have to talk to him about what the hell is up! Did he trick me into telling him at the hospital? Or was he here pretending to be a social worker person thing? Both these thoughts tampered with my mood as I followed Iruka out of the house and to his car.

He started it and drove around the block before he stopped the car and breathed out a breath that could possibly mean he was freaked out for a second before he looked at me with tear filled eyes…okay what the hell!

"I-Iruka! What's wrong!"

"W-Why haven't you called! I've been so worried about y-you!" He lectured me making me flinch before I breathed out.

"I'm sorry…my dad took everything that he gave me, that I never really wanted, which includes my cell. So I don't have a phone anymore and he doesn't let me use the landline just incase he's working on his business line and someone has to call on the landline about more work." I told him thinking right now that he is such a uke.

"You give me a heart attack I swear." He gripped the steering wheel.

"Sorry?" I apologized and he just quickly wiped his eyes. "I got a question."

"Keep all questions quiet until we get to the café okay? We're going to meet up with Kakashi. Just because I really do have to ask you some questions or my boss is going to strangle me! I swear she is so annoying sometimes. But supposedly she has some kind of connection with you which is how this whole shebang started." He rambled on and on as he started his car up again and started to drive.

"Wait…who?"

"That's a question."

"You brought it up!" I argued and he let out a long breath.

"Um…Anko."

"Oh…ANKO! She was my favorite teacher ever…but she got fired from my school." I told him and he just nodded his head

"Yeah, after she got fired she got hired at the place I work. And soon she became the boss…I don't know if it was because she could creep everyone out or because she was actually good with getting into the feelings of the children." He spokk quietly and I couldn't help but smile. I'm happy shes doing alright!

030 DONE Review please! Yep I'm gonna stop it right…I'm kidding T.T Like I said a random fricken chapter! (sorry for the weirdness this chapter…really I'm sorry)

"So…did you lie to me when you said you wouldn't spread my secret?" I pouted as I crossed my arms over my chest, glaring at the couple in front of me. My hot chocolate resting on the table as Iruka almost look a bit guilty while he rested his side against Kakashi.

"No."

"Then why the hell didn't you say something about you, I don't know, working with the child protective agency!" I yelled frustrated before I realized I was being too loud and decided to be quiet, sipping on the hot chocolate in the paper cup.

"Because…look, I didn't tell anyone about your secret, even if it is my job. When I first met you the public hadn't been notified about the crap going on in your life. But once I saw your face on TV and talking about…the stuff I had to ask you to confirm it. You're a sweet boy Naruto; I wouldn't want you to get hurt! But I still didn't tell Anko that you already told me your abuse. It was just luck of the draw that I got picked to go to the Uzumaki house for an interview. Really I'm also supposed to talk to Minato…but I wanted to talk to you." Iruka said to me looking sort of depressed when doing so.

"So you weren't actually supposed to leave the house and go to this place?"

"N-No…it's not a regular thing. Which is why I was so fricken nervous!" He admitted and Kakashi just rubbed his side.

"So how has things been happening since we last saw you?" Kakashi asked and I raised an eyebrow.

"Is there really any point in you being here?" I questioned and he shrugged.

"None that I know of."

"Ah…well…He took my items about my mom away and is threatening them in my face to throw them away forever if I don't lie for him in court."

"That's horrible!" Iruka shouted like a seemingly frustrated mother. Yep…he's such an uke.

"So I'm stuck at a cross path on telling the truth and start living a future I could only dream of with the Akatsuki or clutch onto the past with dear life since I love my mom and I don't want to forget her. And the present is the reason for my problems so I can't depend on that." I told them closing my eyes. This really was the thing that bothered me the most right now…other than Sasuke stalking me.

Okay so he's not really stalking me…he's just acting…weird. As in he's not being a bully anymore, and none of his group bothers me anymore either. He keeps trying to talk to me about his confession but I become a pansy and run away whenever I see him. He tries to be a gentlemen and asks to carry my books or my backpack just so he can talk to me but I…I mean…I can't. You know? It's just…he's tortured me for years and I can't just like…be okay or whatever. And I know I can't run forever and I'm going to have to talk to him but not now, not when all this stuff is happening right now.

I shook my head out of the thought, "And so what are you going to tell your boss?" I opened my eyes and looked at Iruka.

"Well… What do you want?"

"That's the thing. I don't know!" I yelled frustrated, "The Akatsuki is getting affected with this as well! If I lie to protect that bastard and get my things then they will end up having to live on the street or split up and never see each other again. And if I tell the truth I will live a life I could only dream of without the threat of my father and I could live peacefully…but I might forget my mom forever. See the dilemma here?"

It got silent for awhile. And I could just feel how the air turned into something that could only be described as brain power. Kakashi and Iruka both had this weird expressions on their face as they thought of something, every once in while taking the time to take a sip of coffee. Surprisingly it wasn't a total creepy silence since there were other people in this small café. So the silence was covered.

I sighed and traced the rim of my paper cup with the tip of my finger before I jumped almost out of my socks by Iruka slamming his hands on the table.

"We will just have to speak up for you! Right? I can tell Anko that you hadn't felt comfortable saying anything and because you didn't say anything she can't do anything."

"It took you that long to figure that out?" I smirked at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Hey I don't hear you coming up with anything!" he pouted and crossed his arms over his chest annoyed.

"Listen…Naruto I am a lawyer." Kakashi started and I looked at him dumbfounded.

"Say wha-"

"Just listen. Minato tried to get me to be his but I denied because of the situation, not that he knew we knew each other. But that's not the point. The point is that I could probably tweak something with the case to make it so Iruka can be called up last to the stand since I'm sure he's going to be called since he was supposed to interview you and your father about child abuse and so on. Would that be enough time?" he asked me looking me in the eye.

"Enough time for what?"

"Making your life long decision about the truth and making a lie to protect his ass." He said and I just re closed my eyes.

"Hopefully I'll know by next Thursday…before the whole thing goes down. So maybe it's enough time. Thank you Kakashi!" I smiled and so did Iruka after I thanked him as well.

Is there any way to have both things I love? My mom…that is only a memory or the Akatsuki that I love so much…I mean…it should be a simple answer right?

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I wasn't just making up the things about Tobi's mask. That thing is TORTURE! And I know since I wore one for three fricken days at this year's Anime Milwaukee…about the only convention I go a year. I was Tobi last year if you couldn't figure it out lol. Anyhow, all those details… was the torture I felt T_T so I wasn't just making them up. I almost fell into a garbage can! YOUR BLIND!

Anyhow, sorry if it was sort of confusing for most of it. I think it was because I really have been stressed out and I have been sick this weekend. SO I might of repeated things a few times. Sorry! I told you beware of crap!

Umm…I probably am going to forget something so I'm just going to skip to the part where I actually do some free advertisement even though I never really like using it…but I'm in NEED of it! I love this one series I'm writing but nobody really reads it and it upsets me. It's my Series "Just a to be Continued" and I really like it…for once I actually like something don't go and choke in amazement T-T I just want more people to like it Lol.

Lastly…there were two series I was thinking of starting. Short ones like 5 or 8 chapters or so. One being for No.6…THE BEST ANIME EVER! (I shouldn't say that but it's REALLY good and sweet…I cried ^/^ and squealed) If you haven't watched it I recommend, it's Yaoi but it's not. Get it? It's supposed to be Hetero but…seriously T.T There's so much Yaoi in it it's not even funny. Anyhow I might do that. And then there's Kuroshitsuji short story I sort of want to do (that I've been thinking up for awhile) But don't just automatically figure I will do it. I change my mind a lot.

Enough ranting and crap.

REVIEW! PLEASE!

P.S I wrote this last night, you know the ending and authors note but I wanna add something. If you have been having a bad day read this because it will make you feel sooo much better at my suffering.

Imagine, pouring rain (damn Wisconsin) and having to walk to school (because lives so fucking close) and your mom wont drive you (even if it takes 20 minutes to walk and 10 by car) so she says an umbrella will keep me dry (on fucking spirit day).

Half way walking, pants already soaked and…Umbrella breaks in half.

Well Goodnight everybody! Laugh your asses off . And review ^^