When Naruto first woke up to the dreaded white ceiling of Konoha's hospital, he was not in the most…coherent of moods. He had just woken from a very vivid dream, still had a slight fever, and for due to coming into his inheritance so soon, his hormones weren't exactly stable either.

Which led to Iruka's current predicament...

"…, and, and, Iruka-sensei it was scary!" Naruto was frantically wailing into the chunin's green vest. Iruka, not knowing what else to do, patted Naruto's head as he continued is bizarre tale, shooting a vicious glare at the hokage who was faintly chuckling in amusement.

It was during this comforting of Naruto that Iruka realized that Naruto was slightly taller then he last remembered him to be. He quickly wrote it off. He probably just hadn't noticed that Naruto a grown a little since the last time he had seen him…two days ago. Iruka firmly shoved his doubts into the back of his mind. He would ponder the happenings of today later…and preferably less sober. Kitsunes and mystical powers indeed.

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Naruto realized when he had awoken that something about his biology was off. The room smelt harsh and chemically, the lights were too bright for his eyes and everything looked sharper. He found that he could hear everything-the nurses' heels as they walked, the chatter of the doctors, and even the sounds of the IV dripping into the needle's dispenser. It was amazing, and almost painful.

In his confusion and fear of the newness, Naruto retreated into himself, allowing his body to 'auto run' in a matter that would seem 'Naruto-like'. It was seconds later that he realized his face was buried into Iruka's shirt, which smelt like chalk, ocean and something deeper. This scent, he instinctively knew, belonged only to Iruka-his unique identifying scent.

He realized that he also instinctively knew how to block out or tune down the new information that was now bombarding his senses. He also found, still within Iruka's embrace, that he could key into something, focusing on it so that it was almost like he was right beside whatever he was focusing in on. By focusing on the light giggling of the nurses he could hear them chatting on about one of the girl's boyfriend, smell their perfume and he knew exactly where they were in the building-how he did not know, but he knew where they were.

He could also smell and sense the Fifth's old age. The man he considered to be like a grandfather to him smelt of death, decay and illness. It was a disturbing smell, one that Naruto all but forced himself to ignore. Ignorance is bliss, after all.

Still, even as Naruto stood there in Iruka's embrace, he could feel something rushing through his blood. Something was changing him, and it was changing him fast. He was scared and excited. What would happen? What would he be able to do with the changes that were coming? How would everyone react?

It didn't take long for everything to catch up with Naruto. In Iruka's calming embrace, he fell into a deep, recovering slumber.

Little did he know, when he awakened, he'd never be the same again.

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Naruto slept peacefully that night. After the medics and deemed him fit he was carried back to his apartment by Iruka, who refused to wake the sleeping boy.

His dreams were filled with full moons, sparkling treasures, mischief, silk and the feelings of pleasure-Kistunes were very hedonistic creatures after all.

It was during his dreams that Naruto's appearance and very DNA began to morph and change. His body became longer, more slender and lithe than the stocky build he may once of developed. His fingernails became more claw like and tougher (his feet followed suit) and his face sharper and more feline; his hips widened and his spine elongated to allow for more flexibility; his ears morphed into points for his sharper hearing, and his hair grew out in waves.

He was no longer the Naruto he once knew. He was now an Uzuamki, favored of Inari.

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It was morning. The sun streamed through Naruto's apartment window and directly into Naruto's sensitive eyes. He tossed and turned at first, fussing and wanting to stay asleep for just a bit longer. Unfortunately, the sun won and Naruto was forced out of his comfortable cocoon of blankets. Yawning, Naruto rolled himself out of bed and shuffled into the bathroom to begin his morning routine.

Half awake and with his eyes still blurred with sleep, he did not see the changes that had occurred as he climbed into the shower.

It wouldn't be until he had finally got out of the shower, had breakfast and gone back into the bathroom the brush his teeth that he would look in the mirror.

"Wha?" Half confused and misbelieving, Naruto continued to stare at himself in the mirror. He pulled, pushed and tweaked at his new found body.

"I've…changed?" Naruto stated to himself. His voice, he noticed, had gone softer and gentler but deeper. His eyes had also become more almond and the once happy blue was more of a cold diamond. He also noticed that when he talked, his canines would peak out from his now fuller lips.

"I look girly" he sighed, even as he ran his hands through his hair in a very feminine fashion. It was odd but it felt…right. He realized, perhaps a little belatedly, that this changed was connected to his dream.

"Not a dream after all, I guess. But, now what? My clothes aren't going fit, and I can't just walk around in a blanket…" Naruto thought aloud to himself. "At least, I don't think they'd fit? I guess I'll have to try something. I have that under armor that Iruka-sensei gave me a while ago, and it's kinda stretchy…"

With a new purpose in mind, Naruto dug through his (very sparse) chest of draws and located said under armor. It was, of course black with a high collar but no arms-it was standard issue armor (made from a thin but flexible material that was enhanced by chakra to act as steel, but without the weight) to go under chunin vests without being visible. Naruto had never worn it because it had never fit him previously-the shoulders were too wide and it had fallen to his knees before. Now, he filled it out rather nicely and while is still fell to his thighs, he could pass it off as a long shirt instead of an almost dress as it was before. Digging deeper, he found a pair of black leggings to match, but he found they fit a little tight on his rear.

'Thankfully no one will notice since my shirts so long.' Naruto thought to himself. Satisfied he was decent, he headed out to the Hokage's tower. He had no doubt the old man would want to see what had happened to him.

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The hokage was pleased with Naruto's change. He now had a very powerfully alley and weapon at his disposal and planned to train and utilize it to its full capacity. However, at Naruto's current level, it would be a waste of time for the hokage to train Naruto himself. Instead, he would gradually work Naruto's level up until he had surpassed his teachers, then he would train Naruto.

But first, the boy needed clothing.