Hidden Genes

Summary: There is a type of jutsu only one shinobi could use,the Shodaime became famous for it being impossible for anyone who doesn't have his DNA, and even then it was rare. Sharingan is an Uchiha doujutsu,so no one can have it unless an eye is given, so why does the Kyuubi vessel have both?Why does he move like the Yondaime?

Kakashi woke up two days later to the sound of Tsunami changing the sheets and the water bowl they had used to wet and wring out the towels they placed on Kakashi's forehead while fighting down his fever. He was not at all pleased to learn he passed out and woke up only now while his students had to carry him for a while and to continue the mission without him there to look after them. According to the woman, they were healing well and were actually quite fine, all things considered.

He still didn't like it that they had seen him so weak, so the Copy Ninja ignored his host's demands he stays in bed until he returns to full health and made his way towards where he could hear Sasuke and Naruto bickering and Sakura yelling at them (read Naruto) to stop it. A typical thing to see. In the few weeks he spent with these three, he learned that Sasuke and Naruto had a strange relationship. They would yell and insult each other while still looking after each other as if they were dependent on each other to survive. Kakashi had never seen something so strange.

When he entered the room the kids were in, he was surprised to see Naruto in an apron, seemingly playing keep away from Sakura with what looked like a pot of miso soup to go with the rice he had prepared, the pink haired girl insisting on cooking for her precious Sasuke-kun and Naruto insisting that he didn't want to get poisoned by her lack of cooking skills. Sasuke was casually sharpening a kunai from his set as he watched them while Tazuna and what must have been his grandson watching on in interest and various degrees of shock as the two genin fought. Tsunami came in after him and chuckled at the scene.

"Naruto-kun had been kind enough to offer up his cooking skills and father said he was really good, but it would seem he declined Sakura-san's help and she ... didn't take it well."

The blond's head snapped up when he felt his sensei and a grin spread across scarred cheeks. "Ohayo, Kakashi-sensei! How are you feeling?" The other two genin looked over to their sensei and nodded at him before Sasuke turned back to his sharpening and entertainment. Sakura, however, abandoned her pursuit of the dish and just sat down next to Sasuke, a blush on her cheeks.

Kakashi smiled at his youngest student and nodded back his greeting to his other students while ruffling the blond licks of the Kyuubi vessel. "I am feeling better, but I fear I will still be out of commission for a few more days."

"You shouldn't use the Sharingan so much, since you don't have the Uchiha body needed to sustain it without tiring yourself out." The last Konoha loyal Uchiha said scoldingly as he glared at his sensei. "We could have been attacked and killed."

Kakashi felt throughly chastised and rubbed the back of his head in a very sheepish manner. "Right. Sorry. But I had wanted to end it as soon as possible and not drag it out. I feared he might have an accomplice."

"And he does." The bright boy said seriously, his grin gone. "I could still feel Zabuza clearly when that other ninja came and took him. He was alive, of that I am sure."

"Naruto, it might just be like with body heat. The body doesn't turn cold immediately." Sakura wisely pointed out and usually, Sasuke would agree with her, but he knew Naruto's extremely strong sensory skills come from the Kyuubi. He doubted it that they got it wrong.

"Could be, but that boy was acting strange." Kakashi said as Naruto and Tsunami helped him sit down at the dinning table. He nodded at Tazuna and waved at the boy, but the boy just frowned at him and looked away. If he were any better at concealing his emotions, such behavior would have labeled him a spoiled Uchiha brat. Tazuna grinned a small grin as his greeting while Naruto and Tsunami started setting the table. "For one, he should have started destroying the corpse right in the place Zabuza died, not take him away somewhere to do it. If Zabuza was from a clan with a Kekkei Genkai, it would be understandable. It would mean it was either ordered that way or the ninja was not loyal to his village and wanted additional power. But Zabuza, while skilled, was an ordinary ninja. He should have been immediately disposed of."

"So they're working together," Sasuke concluded with a hard look in his eyes. "And they'll be coming back, without a doubt." Kakashi nodded.

"Yes, which is why I'm going to train you three." Naruto whooped in joy at this while the boy frowned.

"What's the point? You're just gonna die anyway." They all looked at the cynical little boy with bemused expressions. He was glaring at them, Naruto more specifically, apparently somehow offended by his easy going attitude or something. The blond looked affronted by the glare. "What's the point of training and practicing if you're just going to die?"

"Maybe because you don't want to die?" The whiskered tween said a bit snappily with sarcasm dripping from every word. "We train to get stronger so we don't die young. We train so we can fight for things we believe in. We train to protect those we consider important. We train because we're ninjas and our village and our comrades are important to us."

"And that's sufficient enough for dying? Your village, your pride, your beliefs?" The boy insisted. "Don't be ridiculous! You're all fighting for glory! You only want to be called heroes!" The kid stood up and glared at the blue eyes ninja. Naruto's own eyes narrowed dangerously, close to turning red, either from the Sharingan or from dragging out Kurama's chakra. Either was likely to happen when Naruto got pissed. Kurama said it was normal for it to happen when someone gets emotional and joked that if Naruto ever becomes one overly happy ninja, tree sprouts and bright, colorful flours will grow wherever he goes. Naruto found no humor in this. "But you're not heroes! You never met a hero! You all have your stupid ninja powers that allow you to protect yourselves! Where would a hero be needed among you ninja? You'd probably chase him away!"

"Inari, that's enough!" Tsunami snapped at her son, but Inari was nowhere near done.

"A hero is a person who dies for their village, for the people who can't defend themselves! Not for ideals or missions or money or glory!" He pointed a finger at the blond, angry that Naruto's signs of rage had disappeared and the whiskered face was blank. He wanted a reaction. He wanted the older boy to feel ashamed. He wanted these ninja to see what a real hero was. "You ninja are only mercenaries. You have no heroes."

Not a second later, a loud smack of skin against skin could be heard echoing throughout the small room. Inari's head had snapped to the side from the force of the slap, his mother was holding her mouth with her hand in shock while Tazuna had gone slack jawed. Sasuke's and Kakashi's eyes were wide and Sakura was openly gawking at her orange clad teammate. Inari recovered from the slap and looked back up at the youngest ninja present, gaping at him as that until recently smiling face contorted in rage, looking a bit beastly. The boy stepped back when Naruto straightened up, a glare still firmly on his face.

"We know of heroes. We know of those who gave up everything for people who were innocent in wars and all our affairs. We know of heroes who spent their lives protecting those people we call civilians. We know. You don't know of a hero willing enough to make the ultimate sacrifice just as he was starting his own family. A father and mother willingly sealing a monster in their child ... Do you know of such heroes? Heroes who risked being hated by their own kid?" The entire room was staring at him in shock. Hell, Kakashi had joined in on the gaping! "No, no you don't."

And with that, Naruto stormed right out of the house, not caring if he appeared childish or not. Inari had touched a nerve, to say the least. Both his parents had died on the night he was born in a desperate attempt to save Konoha and its people. What did Inari know to dare and say ninja couldn't be heroes and that they only fought for trivial things? It just left him in an extremely bad mood and an angry Jinchuuriki was a restless one. So he went as deep into the woods as he could and found a small clearing before he knelt down and placed his hands in a now familiar motion. He needed to use up some of the energy that he got from his anger. Adrenaline was really useful in a fight but not outside of the battlefield, since Naruto always had to get rid of that extra boost adrenaline provided. And he found that the best way to do that was by growing things.

Naruto closed his eyes and when he opened them again, they were the blood red of the Sharingan with three tomoe and a split pupil in the center. Focusing his power, the blond allowed his chakra to pour into the ground and he could hear the earth beneath him shifting as roots started taking hold for the plants to grow. Soon, a beautiful white carmichaelii rose from the ground, the bud quickly opening and greeting the sun. It was soon followed by the purple japonicum and the orange amurensis and then some herbs that could be used for medicine and so on until the entire clearing was filled with beautifully smelling flowers, most of which shouldn't be blooming this close to winter. By the time Naruto felt reasonably calm, he figured that the pleasant scent could be smelled all the way back in the village.

'Well, at least they'll have something out of this,' he mused as he looked around the clearing. Forest animals had quickly rushed over to investigate and some stray butterflies that still flew until their last breath started exploring each flower. A smile slid across the tanned cheeks and he fell backwards into the flowers, startling a rabbit that had been munching on a flower behind him. He laughed as the furry animal then had the courage to jump onto his stomach and start licking his neck with its tiny tongue. It then focused on munching on his overalls, thinking that the orange material might be the orange carrots it rarely got to eat. Naruto sat up, pushing the rabbit into his lap as he took out a few seeds from his pouch and threw them at the ground. He focused his chakra into them and a few seconds later, with a flash of red eyes, a small bush appeared. Naruto quickly dug out the roots and lo and behold some of the most beautiful carrots the poor bunny has ever seen were presented to it. The Jinchuuriki laughed at the enthusiastic nibbling the animal gave to its new treat.

Sometimes you're really strange, kit. His inhabitant stated, probably with a shake of his head, as they watched the cute forest creature eat. You could be doing so much more with these powers, yet you settle with feeding forest animals.

'Well, I've got to start somewhere, right?' The blond thought back teasingly. But then his smile slipped off of his face. 'I wonder what happened to that kid to be so cynical, though. He couldn't have had a worse childhood than me.'

That is physically impossible. The Kyuubi stated dryly. By the way, that was stupid. Naruto cringed. You'll no doubt have a lot of explaining to do, and not just to Kakashi. The Uchiha brat will want to know, too, no doubt.

'Wonderful,' he thought sarcastically, flopping back onto his soft flowerbed. He stared up at the sky visible through the small crack in the trees and enjoyed the forest, something he could never quite do back in Konoha for fear that someone might come along and try to kill him. Funny how he felt more relaxed out of the supposed safety of his home village, unlike any other normal person. But, then again, no one here knew he housed Kurama so they would only attack him if he was a threat or they were particularly blood thirsty. If that were the case, they had better not blame him for retaliating. Even he had his limits. 'So what do you think happened to that kid to be a Sasuke-jerk in training?'

Kurama snorted. I don't have a clue, Naruto, and quite frankly, I don't care. The kid's got a bad attitude he's gotta fix or he's gonna remain alone for the rest of his life.

''Maybe some tragedy struck his family and he's blaming ninjas on it?'' The blond mused, watching a pair of birds flutter about overhead before landing in one of the trees. He heard excited yipping and looked to his left, where a pair of foxes were rolling around in the flower and he cracked up laughing, imagining his inhabitant doing the same. 'Want me to grow you some flowers in there to roll around in?' He thought teasingly, getting an embarrassed and annoyed growl in response. He chuckled a few more times before closing his eyes.

Before he knew it, he had drifted off into a deep sleep, always feeling comfortable for such a feat since he knew Kurama would watch out for him when he rested. Kurama sighed tiredly but settled himself to be fully alert in case some danger approached. An hour later, though, he allowed a certain someone to approach the blond without waking his host up. This person was far from a threat.

Sasuke frowned down at his teammate in annoyance. He nudged his side with his foot, getting some mumbled response as a reply, something about a thing called ninshou, but he continued sleeping peacefully. The Uchiha just arched his eyebrow before seriously hitting Naruto with the point of his foot. Naruto woke up with a yelp and glared up at his friend when he realized what had happened. ''SASUKE, WHAT THE FUCK!?''

''Get up, dobe. Kakashi-sense's going to show us some new trick.''