Hi everyone! Sorry about the super late update but politics just isn't my thing. Well, here you go!

"I was born here with the name of Naruto Uzumaki. The jinchūriki of the Kyūbi no Yoko—" he was cut off when the panic set in.

"AAAAAHHH!"

"IT'S THE DEMON!"

"SOMEONE KILL IT!"

"HOW DARE YOU COME BACK!"

Those were some of the alarmed responses from the civilian side of the council. The shinobi were just surprised that their jinchūriki was still alive this whole time and actually came back.

Katsuro's eyes were shadowed underneath his bangs. He let his cloak close and listened to the contempt thrown at him. The loathing and wishing for his death rung out in the room. The dark words seemed to make the room steadily become dim until even the shinobi were alert to the very shadows that seemed to move and entrap everything it came across. It wasn't until a civilian managed to notice the darkening of the room that the threats and outcries started to fall silent.

"W-what is happening?! You! Demon! What are you doing?!" The Haruno shouted in fear. Everyone's eyes locked onto the teen as he raised his head. Gasps went around as the glowing, dead, ice blue eyes pierced through the dimmed room.

"Are you done?" The question poured ice down everyone's spines at the frigid tone. "If you are, then I suggest you listen and listen verycarefully. I am not, nor will I ever be, the Kyūbi. Calling me such just tells me how little you believe in your own Yondaime Hokage's skills."

"You can't just—" a man tried to input.

"But isn't it true? You claim to hail your Yondaime for defeating the Biju, but you claim that the beast has only taken on a human form. If that was the case, this village would have been leveled the first time I was attacked. I'd have killed every single last person who harmed me and would have laughed as you all begged for mercy. However, that could have only happened had I actually been the Kyūbi. I'm not. So please, get your heads out of your asses and stop blaming someone who didn't have any say in what happened to them. Besides, I don't think the Yondaime would be too happy that you all spit on the last wish of his before he died." Katsuro interjected and laid cold facts out on the table.

The room was as silent as a graveyard. The civilians dared not to speak as they were trapped in their seats by the stabbing gaze of the young man. The shinobi only slumped or quietly sighed at the implications of their own actions. While they didn't do anything to harm the boy before he disappeared, they also didn't do anything to help him. The Elders stayed silent with Danzo quietly assessing the jinchūriki. Hiruzen closed his eyes in saddened pain to know that the boy he grew attached to had to go through what he did. He always blamed himself for Naruto's disappearance and the shameful mutterings of his villagers about the boy. Being Hokage didn't give him much time to spend with him, especially when paperwork got in the way. He hoped Minato can forgive him for the failure of an old man.

"Now, is there anymore questions you wish to ask before I have to get ready to meet my team?" The dual-haired teen asked as the shadowed room began to return to its previous state.

"For one, you still haven't answered us about who exactly your current lover is. And two, we still want an explanation on how men can have children." Danzo's gravely voice sliced through the tense atmosphere. Katsuro crossed his arms in the sleeves of his cloak.

"Very well. My mate is someone named Uchiha Shisui." At this, all the shinobi, whether active or not, had shocked countenances. "And the only way a man may become impregnated is if they were exposed to and acclimated to the environment I grew up in. There is also another step, but that is personal." He reluctantly explained as he was tired of the hounding that he was being subjected to. He was quite done with this troublesome discussion.

"If that is the case, does that mean you can also become pregnant?" Inoichi piped in as he was insanely curious about this ability. Katsuro's eyes roamed over his body quickly, making the blond man shiver and feel as if he was being stripped of his clothes under the keen gaze.

"Nope. When I became of age, it was found out that I could not give birth. Anything else?"

"Uchiha Shisui. That is a deceased ninja from years ago. Why does your lover have the same name?" This time Koharu spoke.

"That is the name he says he could only remember when I found him floating down the Naka River. Apparently, he lost his memory and only every now and then he remembers small things. Like the date of his birth, things he likes or dislikes, or even a dog that bit him when he was a child. Other than that, he's been as happy as he could be while being with me. Satisfied?" He shifted he weight to one foot.

"One more question. Since you are building a harem, are you intending on making your own clan?" This question by Shikaku startled everyone. The dark-haired man received wide-eyed looks from everyone.

"W-why would you ask that, Nara-sama?" A civilian councilwoman stuttered.

"It's simple. The very few abilities he's shown are beneficial to combat. The fact that one of them allows for teleportation will greatly increase the chances of our shinobi surviving. But, judging by the information we got from Katsuro-san, there is a very likely chance of those abilities being genetically inherited. So why come back to Konoha to build such a big family? You could have done that where you lived before." The Nara Head explained. Katsuro raised an eyebrow before giving an appraising eye.

"That is true. I could have stayed where I was and gotten a huge family, but this is where I was born and I needed the experience of being a ninja to protect my family. Besides, since coming back, I've already had my eye on a few people that I would love to have as my mates."

"Iruka-san is one of them, correct?" Inoichi intoned with a curios tilt to his head. The teen nodded.

"Yep. Just this morning he agreed to being in the harem and becoming my mate. And yes, he knows my birth name. Can I go now?" He asked impatiently.

"Yes, Katsuro-kun. Thank you for answering our questions. You may be dismissed." The old Sarutobi cut in before anyone else could.

"But Sandaime-sama! Are you really going to let that thing—" a disgruntled civilian tried to get in but the Hokage shot a glare toward the man, shutting him up abruptly.

"This meeting is over. I have other things to do as I'm sure you all do as well." If that wasn't an order to get the hell out, Katsuro wouldn't know what was.

The Council Room was slowly cleared; the blue-eyed teen leaving to meet up with his team for training, the Clan Heads heading back home or getting ready for whatever they have to do today, the civilians grumbling and whispering to each other as they exited, and the Elders going about their business. The one person Hiruzen was mostly concerned with was Danzo. He noticed the war hawk's interest in the jinchūriki and could only hope his old friend doesn't do anything to the young man.