A/N; hey so this is my first fanfic so excuse my shitty writing ability hopefully it will improve the more I write. I'm here to ask a favour of any of you reading so could some of ya drop me a review on what you think was good and what needs work in the story. Also any ideas for the future plot could ya pm me with the ideas I have some but development is always good.

Thx a lot you can all read now :P

Sitting in a luxurious office at a large wooden desk facing a large glass window sat the most powerful man in all of Konoha, Hiruzen Sarutobi, the third Hokage. Mountains of paperwork sat upon his desk but he wasn't battling his eternal nemesis this day; no in fact all he had done since the evening before was sit and stare straight out of the window; stony faced. He was remembering; he remembered his sensei who had died protecting those he loved, he thought of Minato who had died for the village, he thought of all his friends and every shinobi whose funeral he had spoken at.

How many people he had praised for their good deaths, protecting the ones they loved. He thought of Naruto; his adopted grandson and the third hokage cried openly for
the first time since the third shinobi war. "Oh Naruto I should have died before I let you leave" he spoke quietly to himself before he stopped the tears flowing; he had been forced to put a kill on sight order onto his grandson by the council and that blasted Danzo but he'd be damned if he let that happen he'd already had several ninja, including a silver haired anbu captain who he knew blamed himself as much as he did, who volunteered to find the child and bring him back unharmed. He rose, self-pity wouldn't save the blonde. He knew what he must do.

Outside of the village in a mostly unused training ground there sits a lack carved rock memorial that juts out of the ground with many names carved into it. To those who didn't know of it they would pass I up as nothing and many weren't even aware of its existence but to those that did know it was one of the most important parts of the village and it meant more to few others than Hatake Kakashi. Those that knew Kakashi were aware of his unhealthy obsession that involved staring at the memorial stone so when he was found missing from the hospital where he was supposed to be healing from his wounds caused only the night before Maito Guy knew exactly where he would be. Said silver haired jonin was on his knees still fully cloaked in his anbu armour porcelain dog mask discarded feet away. "Why..?" he called out to nothing "Rin, Obito, sensei, now Naruto" he hung his head "I'm so sorry sensei I couldn't protect him, I thought that I could but I couldn't see past it. The damn Sharing doesn't mean a thing it stops you seeing what's right in front of your eyes." He knew Guy was standing a respectful distance away, he didn't want his best friend to see him like this but he couldn't bring his boy to move. "Get up Kakashi" the leotard clad man said softly "Hokage-sama is calling for volunteers to save him." Kakashi was already gone by the time he had finished his words; Guy bowed his head at the memorial "I hope you can forgive yourself I time Kakashi, and I will stand with you for
as long as it takes."

Elsewhere sitting on a rooftop overlooking Naruto's now vacant apartment sat a solitary figure, he was the epitome of a ninja even distracted as he was he sensed the ninja moving around him on other rooftops and was knew of all what was being said on the streets below. The talk of the 'demon' was prominent; the thought of the word brought disgust to the normally emotionless Uchiha who shook his head, ponytail flicking behind his head, the anger brought on by the voices caused a flash of red in his eyes as his fully matured Sharingan flared into life. He had cared for Naruto, under anbu orders of course, not that he minded the job he was a nice kid who was lonely and would even play with him once he was sure that he wasn't an assassin and had checked with the Hokage that the white masked shinobi was supposed to be watching him. He would have answered the call to find him if he could've but he knew that it wasn't possible. His fellow clan members had seen the loss of the Kyuubi container as even further proof that the village needed new leadership and were preparing to forward the plans of the coup. The news that several high level jonin were also leaving the village only strengthened their resolve. His expression darkened it was good that Shisui didn't know; the council didn't trust him. He didn't want his best friend to be dragged down with him; he had made the conditions of his role that Sasuke could live and that Shisui was on a prolonged mission at the time. He sighed and stood; soon he would make his name infamous, he chuckled, "the dangerous missing-nin Itachi Uchiha" he chuckled again "Shisui will be jealous of my fame" and the prodigy disappeared to make his preparations.

In a forest miles away from the village where this took place the source of all this activity awoke in immediate pain. "What the hell happened to me?" he rolled onto his front and forced himself to his feet. "Am I taller?" a dark chuckle sounded through his head "yes you are taller, and the pain is because I've been flooding your body with my chakra which damages your cells and the healing you making you bigger and stronger and able to handle more of my power but you're also faster, more muscular and as you've noticed taller." The boy stretched out his arms I feel so much stronger. He turned and began to run in a random direction but blurred out of sight smashing into a tree and bouncing off leaving a dent. Naruto barely felt the pain in his exhilaration, he sniffed and smelt water blurring out of sight again he appeared at the edge of a pond.

He glanced into the water; I look so different he mused observing the crimson orbs staring back at him "I'm a demon now" he grinned and howled into the sky subconsciously channelling chakra into it and his malicious intent flooded the area scaring the animals away and suddenly Naruto was aware of everything around him. Birds flew away, rabbits leaping into burrows digging down to escape him, a group of men. He sniffed men soaked in blood and snarl marred his features at the memories that were conjured up by that. He was angry now; little did he know it was due to the fox's chakra in his system increasing the power of his emotions, making him more unstable. Destroy them kit" came the harsh words of the fox. What no I can't do that the child thought; "wiping those pieces of filth of the earth is the job of a demon" the fox smiled cunningly from within his cage "you have yet to prove yourself worthy of the power I have given you" the blonde was still unsure "imagine what they would do if they knew what you are" it roared " they would try and kill you without a thought" and with this he forced chakra into the boys system fuelling the rage those words had provoked and with that the demonically powered child charged snarling towards the location of its prey.

Naruto wasn't a violent person, anyone who had taken the time to speak to the child could have told you that however this was a new Naruto; the chakra of the fox was flowing through him constantly and with it came all of its malice. Couple that with the mental stress of the past night and the pressing of the fox with his insistence of Naruto being a demon this was not the same kind hearted child.

In a clearing not far from where this mental struggle had occurred a group of men sat around a fire amongst a haphazard collection of tents drinking themselves silly on the loot from their last raid. One of these men felt a nagging at the back of his mind, he was a ninja of sorts; he had dropped out of Konoha's genin ranks and though he wasn't skilled his little use of chakra set him above the other fools surrounding him and it was this understanding of chakra that allowed him to notice the evil feeling flowing towards him faster than the others. He stood from a cate that was his seat an walked slowly towards the tree line as an eruption of hatred poured out from the direction he was moving towards. The other men cried out in panic and scrambled for weapons jostling behind him in anticipation of the threat. The longer they stood there the more the oppressive the killing intent rolling from the forest was and it was as if whatever was causing it was getting closer. All the men around the ninja had been brought to their knees by now and he was only standing by force of will when out of the trees walked a small boy but something was clearly wrong. The child looked around eleven or twelve but was toned and muscular for such an age. His hair was blond and spiky but with red streaks in it, his lack of shirt showed the scars on his frail body and he had no sandals on with only torn orange trousers covering him. What terrified the man most though was the blood red eyes framed by dark whisker marks and the snarl marring the boy's features canines showing aggressively.

"De...Demon" came the nervous cry from behind him and was whispered in awe and terror by others carrying over the body of cowering men. The ex-shinobi was terrified but he pitied the ignorance of the others who couldn't comprehend the true malice of the horror in from of him. At the exclamation of him being a demon there was a wave of power from the child whose expression was now one of pure hatred. On all fours and surrounded by a thin red veil he advanced on the paralysed group; "maybe I am a demon" came the chakra enhanced voice "what're you gonna do about it? Kill me?" his voice was soft but the anger was sharp and painful for the men under its direction "lots of people have tried you know" he was halfway towards them now and the nin was struggling in his panic to shift his body under the weight of the fear he was under. "The difference is this time I'm not helpless!" it was a roar now "I am going to kill you all before you can try again!" He disappeared from sight and the last thing the man saw was the blazing red eyes of his killer standing crouched over him with his fist through his chest.

The rest of the camp followed quickly in screams of pain till nothing was left, "it was the right thing to do kit, and they would've done the same to you." The boy was standing in the middle of the camp head hung down "do I look like a demon now? Have I passed your tests?" there was hope mixed with an unreadable tinge of insanity in its voice and within its cage the fox smiled. He knew the boy couldn't undo his seal and he couldn't from within but until a time when he could formulate a plan to leave his jail he would revel in the pain he could still indirectly cause. "Yes my prodigy you look like a demon and you act like one too" and the nine tails wasn't lying he was slightly impressed by the rage shown by one so young and the lack of hesitation his host had shown. Furthermore not only his new changes but the fact that each arm was caked up to the elbow in blood from the savage blows used to tear his victims apart and the spray all over the rest of him particularly that staining his face he looked fierce. The fox particularly enjoyed the terror it would cause to know that his opponents would be further horrified by the age of the monstrosity; even with the changes to his body he looked only a young teen and stood at approximately five feet.

Naruto straightened up and began walking back into the forest "is that the job of demons?" he asked "to kill humans?" the fox smiled this was better than he could have hoped for the boy was already preparing for more killing there wasn't any uncertainty in his voice. "Yes Naruto that is our job but not too much yet your body is still adapting" the other nodded his head as he walked leaving red stains in his wake all the minor wounds he had suffered already healed it was simply remnants of the life source dripping from him, however it wasn't his for a majority that was coating his body. The fox healed his injuries but left the scars thinking it would inspire further fear. "Should I enjoy the killing?" the boy stopped and stared into space;" did you enjoy it?" the great Kitsune was again intrigued by the young boy "I'm not sure I feel empty inside but in some ways I think that hurts less than the pain but in other ways it's so much worse" the afflicted began walking again "maybe I just need time to realise it" he paused in serious thought "or maybe I need more practice." The fox chuckled again from deep within maybe this wouldn't be as bad as he had thought.

The hokage looked at the shinobi in his office and sighed there weren't many and though they were all highly talented he did worry about them and if he could've left the village then he would've joined them but he knew his duty as besides that in front of him leaning against a wall and almost hiding the tension in his body was Kakashi still in anbu armour from the day before and Sarutobi had no doubt he probably still should've been in the hospital but he doubted he'd be able to stop the man from going. Next to him stood an unusually still and serious Guy who he knew was there morefor support towards Kakashi than Naruto but he trusted him all the same; Shisui Uchiha sat quietly on a seat on a different wall like Itachi he had been assigned to protect Naruto and had grown to care for him so had immediately volunteered upon hearing of the mission despite the disbelief from his colleagues and teammates as well as his family. Knowing of Itachi's conditions, Sasuke living and Shisui being away at the time, the hokage had overridden his families attempt to have him taken off the mission. Sarutobi knew Jiraiya was also already scouring the country and probably would meet up with this squad however he personally knew the power of the nine tails. He prayed they would bring back his adopted grandson in one piece.

Sitting on another rooftop Itachi watched the Hokage bid the three jonin farewell and gave a small wave and a smirk, which was essentially his version of a smile, to his best friend as he left and knew it would be a long time before he saw him again. As the figure disappeared into the tree tops he caught the gaze of the hokage and his smirk disappeared whilst his eyes hardened; he was aware of what he had to do. As the old man began to walk back to his office Itachi stated watching the people entering and leaving the village, the shop vendors who he didn't know but could count on to be there daily, the milling people and the children playing in the street; he would miss it. But it was for all of these things that he was prepared to sacrifice this happiness. Unlike almost all of his clan he believed that this mattered more than their own ambitions; his father being the worst of all. His ist clenched his family would not ruin this for everyone else. Ninja were supposed to protect their village and care for the civilian not capture it and enslave the occupants; "not much longer now."

Far away a very different train of thought was running through Naruto's mind he lay in a tree curled within the twisting branches; the fox's chakra still swirled around him burning off some of the blood still clinging to him and keeping the chill from reaching him. The boy was thinking on his day; he was out in the wild by himself but for the first time he didn't feel alone he had the voice in his mind looking after him, his power, and with his new friend he didn't even feel terrified anymore. He was trying to remember if there was any time before in his life when that had happened and he wasn't completely terrified of the villagers. Well there were no villagers out here and if there were, he grinned flexing his arm nothing could harm him now. "What's your name?" he called into air waiting expectantly "you know I said you could just think the words, I haven't damaged your head have I with all this power" the fox chuckled. "Yeah but who's gonna hear out here?" he spread his arms out to the forest; he liked it here he thought. Maybe he could stay here for a while it was peaceful and not a lot of people seemed to be here. "I guess you're right" the demon paused thinking; finally he said "my real name is Kurama Naruto, and I'm going to protect you don't worry." As the fox said this tendrils of his chakra had entered the boys mind stimulating the part of the brain causing sleep. The nine tails however was still awake and confused, the boy was different to any human he had ever met before and similarly to how he assumed the boy felt about the attention from him he was pleased by the affection the boy felt towards him. He could read all the child's thoughts not that he had to know that and was touched by the faith the boy felt towards the murderous demon. "Must be getting soft" he thought out loud before he too drifted into slumber but not before he ensured that the chakra cloak around the boy was strong enough to protect him from the cold.

Crouched on top of a post in the centre of a square in the Uchiha district with the moon behind him and his Sharingan glowing in the dark Itachi felt as it morphed once again into the Mangekyo. He still felt the pain in his eyes that had accompanied his awakening of it when his mother had hugged him and told him to stay strong. She was always more clever than him and must have realised; she was one of the few people he had ever loved and the only pain he really felt in his chest as he looked at the body littered street. His family had only ever viewed him as a tool; it was the harsh life of many ninja in clans especially those who were considered prodigies. Well he thought to himself mental stability isn't really important to a ninja is it anyway; and as his chuckle turned into a sob and his red eyes appeared to dribble tears of blood in the light the greatest Uchiha since the founding of the village left Konoha and took upon himself the greatest mission of his life. Pretend to hate and workagainst all that he loves to protect it. Maybe he could find Naruto now he thought, the boy could need help in the wide world.

A/N; just a quick one I dunno how often I'll upload but maybe some reviews could encourage me ;0 also whilst this story in Narutocentric there will still be parts on other characters and I think I might follow Itachi a bit to cus I like writing about him.

See ya soon kiddies