Bleach Fan Fiction / Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Lord of Hell ❯ Discovery ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Summery: When running from his attackers, Naruto discovers Orochimaru’s old lab. Studying Orochimaru’s work proves to be incredibly beneficial, to Naruto at least. HAREM!

Random Quote of the Day: I got kicked out of Barnes & Nobels for moving the religious books into the fiction section.

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‘Fuck!’ That was the one though that was running through the seven-year-old’s head. Today was October tenth, the worst day of the year for young Naruto Uzumaki. For seven years, Naruto had been ignored, hated, and ostracized by his village, Konohagakure. He had theories as to why, ranging from despicable, traitorous parents to some outlandish and absurd scenarios that he was actually the Kyuubi no Kitsune in human form. But those were just crazy right?

Besides that, he really hated his situation. When he used to live in his orphanage, he was always treated the worst. When he did something good, he was rewarded with a smack in the head and a ‘Whatever. Stop showing off!’ from his keepers. When he did bad things, which was much more often, he was punished with a harsh beating.

But that wasn’t all; he was also given much less food then everyone else. Whenever he asked why he got so little food compared to the other kids, his keepers would give him an incredibly fake smile and say, “But Naru, you‘re so much healthier then the other kids. We don‘t have enough for everyone.” to which he would think, ‘Yeah, it would have been so much more convincing if I hadn’t just seen you throw out the rest bitch.’

So even before he moved out of the orphanage, his life was hell. When he was five, his caretakers had decided that he was old enough to be let out. They kept saying that he was to be back by seven, but would lock the doors as soon as they saw him coming back. Soon enough, Naruto just stopped going back.

For about a week, he had to sleep in the park. Then, the Hokage saw his situation and gave him his own apartment to live in, since Naruto told him that he hated the orphanage. He then had a brand new apartment, new clothes, and a new situation. He thought that things would change. He was wrong.

Not a week after moving in, his house was filled with graffiti. His clothes were ripped and torn. His furniture was almost completely ruined. He hated it! He never did anything to them! They treated him like the scum of the earth! So he decided to act just like it. If they wanted scum of the earth, that’s what they would get! He insulted everyone who looked at him the wrong way. He never showed respect or thanks to anyone. Not only that, he stole from and pranked all the people who he didn’t like, which was mostly everyone.

When he looked back, that probably wasn’t such a good idea. That made them hate him even more. Soon, drunken villagers started attacking him. Their inebriated slurs of, “Die demon!” kept ringing in his ears. He learned when to run after that. The first and only time he was caught, he was beaten with everything from iron pipes to the kitchen sink, which he recognized as his.

After that, he decided to get to know every nook and cranny of the city he lived in, so that it wouldn’t happen again. On his way out of the hospital, a few scrolls caught his eye so he stole them. They proved to be a god-send. They were scrolls of anatomy.

He discovered that he deffinetly was not normal when he started reading them. According to the scrolls, fractures took months to heal, instead of his mere days. Also, the average adult human body contained only five liters of blood. He was sure that he lost way more then that the only time those damn drunks beat him.

It was now official…he was a freak. Then he thought, ‘Maybe I’m from a clan…Yeah that’s probably it!’ Then his thoughts darkened. He whispered to himself as he lay in bed, “Why? Why then am I tortured like this?! Why does everyone hate me? Why must I live like this? Are my parents ashamed of me? Fuck them! I hate them!” He ended in a roar!

Then he calmed down enough to think rationally, “Alright, think Naruto! Have you ever done anything really bad? Enough for people to hate you this much?” he thought long and hard. The pranks? No, it couldn’t be that. Everyone hated him way before he started pranking. Robbing them? They deffinetly deserved it! Plus, like the pranks, he was hated way before he started.

He couldn’t think of anything until he remembered the villager’s drunken slurs, “Die demon!” Was he a demon? Was he really bad enough to be called one? No, deffinetly not. Was he really a demon? A real demon? Suddenly, his Kyuubi theory seemed much sounder. He was the only child born on October tenth. He healed absurdly quickly. He had an insane amount of stamina. He was sneaky, smart, and cunning just like a fox, not to mention his extremely sensitive whisker marks. It made sense. He just needed proof.

He really was a smart child. He had to be! If he wasn’t smart, he would die. Pure and simple. He was considered a class clown in class, but that was because the other kids and his caretakers got mad when he knew things, so he hid his intelligence, preferring to look like a brainless stump. But whenever he was sure he was alone, with no one knowing, he would read. Everything he could get his hands on was absorbed into his tiny head. Hell he read the dictionary once! From start to finish too! Which was why he had such a good and somewhat colorful vocabulary.

But all of this doesn’t matter at the moment, because he was being chased by the drunken villagers for the fifth time that week. The fact that it was still Sunday said wonders about how well liked he was.

He turned the corner and ran into an alley. He saw that there was a high wall, so he jumped, kicked off the right wall, kicked off the left wall, and landed on top of the high wall. He turned to his wannabe attackers and smirked as they yelled for him to come down and take his punishment. One yelled something which seemed to confirm his theory, “Ge’ down ‘ere you f’king demon so we can fin’sh w’t the Forth st’rt’d!” he was obviously shitfaced.

He smirked at them, stuck both middle fingers out proudly, and yelled, “Fuck you losers!” he back-flipped off the high wall. He landed firmly and would have started to walk out, but the floor under him gave out. He fell onto…a slide? ‘O-okay?’ He thought as he slid down further and further underground. Finally, he hit the floor and thought, ‘That was quite possibly the weirdest thing that has happened to me this week.’

He got up and noticed that there were grimy walls and a couple doors. He walked into the door on the left and yelped in surprise and glee. It was a library! A big fucking library! There were three huge shelves full of scrolls. He smirked and left the room. He looked inside the next room. It was a bedroom and a workplace with plenty of journals on a rickety old table. The last room was filled with tables, inks with brushes, what seemed like organs, and plenty of scrolls.

It was a paradise to Naruto. He went back to the bedroom and picked up one of the top journals.

Hello, my name is Orochimaru. I have left these chambers in hopes that someone will carry on my work, should I die before completing my Immortality Jutsu. The library contains many scrolls that are considered forbidden in Konoha. I have arranged them from beginners stuff on the left, and gradually increasing the difficulty. The most difficult material will be on the right, and the middle ground shall be, quite obviously, in the middle. Everything is also in alphabetical order on each of the shelves.

Along with all the forbidden scrolls, you shall find my own works in the laboratory room. I would strongly suggest that you never go in that room unless you are at least halfway into my library. I wouldn’t want my new…apprentice I guess I could call you…to be killed by his own stupidity. I am leaving Konoha soon; I sincerely hope that this village doesn’t get destroyed before I get my shot. If I don’t manage it, which I will, do it for me, my new apprentice. Should you prove yourself worthy; a hologram of myself will appear to teach you.

It ended there with the date, which was only three years old, “Orochimaru huh? Legendary Sannin Orochimaru.” Naruto chuckled to himself, “Thank you snake man…” He threw the journal over his shoulder and read other journals. Those were much older. The oldest one was from when the man had just joined the ninja academy. He spent his entire day reading up on the man’s life.

He read how an innocent dream to learn all the Jutsu in the world became much more sinister. He read how the man went from a likable, albeit creepy boy, to a deranged, immortality obsessed man. He read how he felt that the Third Hokage Sarutobi had betrayed him by choosing the blond idiot as Hokage instead of him. He read how he used his last apprentice after she refused to use the power he had given her. He even read how his ex-teammate Tsunade was quite easy to bed and how she loved the freaky things he did with his tongue.

Naruto snickered when he found the man’s Icha Icha Paradise stash. Those books were obviously good, since he often saw them in the Hokage’s hands. Naruto decided that he’d had enough, so he went into the library. The first three Jutsu in the library were the Bunshin, the Henge, and the Kawarimi. (The Clone, Transformation, and the Body Replacement techniques.) These barely needed any chakra to use and were all E ranked techniques. Naruto decided to see some chakra exercises first, since he had never even learned to use chakra, since it would be three years before he was old enough to go to the academy.

The scrolls on the very top of the left shelf detailed how to use his chakra. Being intelligent, Naruto read through them in no time at all. He went home and practiced. He spent a whole week practicing the exercises on the scroll. He learned how to channel his chakra, and was incredibly surprised to make a corporeal aura, since the scroll said that it took a shitload of chakra to do that, although in more…favored words. He also read about all the hand signs, and spent an hour running through them at ever increasing speeds. He read that Kage level ninja could run through twenty-four in a second. Naruto vowed to get there, and managed twenty-four in the same amount of seconds.

After that, he did leaf balancing exercises. Finally, when he felt that he’d had enough of that, he went back to the hideout he found and tried the Kawarimi. He successfully switched with a chair. He did it a couple more times and moved on to the Henge. He succeeded again in making a transformation. He practiced till he felt that he was proficient. He was feeling pretty good! Like nothing could stop him from learning!

(Five Hours Later)

“WHY CAN‘T I DO THIS FUCKING CLONE TECHNIQUE!” Naruto screamed at the skies. He furiously read the scroll again and again. But he couldn’t find the answer. He followed it to the letter but couldn’t do the technique. At all! Nothing happened when he tried!

He heard a voice, “Impressive. It took you five hours to snap. I did it in three.” This was followed by a clap. Naruto spun around and saw a half transparent, tall, snake-like man. He had long black hair that fell across half his face, pasty white skin, yellow, slitted, snake-like eyes with purple markings running down the sides of his nose. He also had a sadistic looking smirk plastered on his face. “I am Orochimaru‘s hologram, and you‘ve managed to impress me. So I will help you this one time. You have too much chakra to pull off that technique. I suggest looking for the Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clone) on the right shelf.”

Naruto stared at the spot where the man had stood before running to the shelf and looking through it. He found the technique and read through it. He put his hands in the appropriate hand signs. A puff of smoke revealed five unperfected clones, though they were clones nonetheless. “Kick ass!”

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Three years had passed since Naruto’s discovery, making him ten. During that time, Naruto felt that he had become a very impressive Shinobi; even though he wasn’t due to enter the academy for a few weeks. He studied most of the left shelf with E through D ranked techniques and only strayed to the other shelves when he wanted to reward himself with a powerful technique. After that first week, he had moved his important belongings to the hideout as he liked to call it, and left clones in his place. They went about their business as he would. He also practiced various Taijutsu moves by spying on older Shinobi, mainly the green freak Maito Gai.

There was one thing that happened that took the cake as the weirdest thing in his life. He had disobeyed the rules and gone into Orochimaru’s lab. He was playing with all the jars and equipment when he had bumped into a jar that was labeled ‘DANGER!’ The jar fell and shattered on the floor. There was a black liquid that oozed out. It had the consistency of a honey. Now, usually when a liquid was black and the label said it was dangerous, you would run. So Naruto did the only thing that was sensible. He bent down and poked the liquid.

As soon as he did, the liquid came alive and attached to his arm. He tried pulling it off, but it had his arm in a death grip. Suddenly, he felt a cut form on his arm. Then the ooze just went into the cut and into his body. He never saw it again. Much later, when he asked Kyuubi what the hell it was, she was as clueless as him, since he was in perfect health. He just ignored it after that and pretty much forgot about the incident.

The attacks had not stopped once. There were plenty of times that he himself had gotten attacked when he went to eat. There was one time when he was walking back to his old apartment to see if his clones were doing well, and he was attacked by two drunks. He still laughed like hell when he thought back to that day. He purposely led the drunks to a dead end and pretended to look incredibly scared. Then, when one of the drunks tried to break his nose, he used a Kawarimi on the other drunk. Then he had fun watching the drunks try to kill each other, completely forgetting about him.

Naruto had made a couple new Jutsu. He found this scroll detailing how to make them. First, he had to know what he wanted the Jutsu to do. He started small, not wanting something to go wrong on a major scale. He decided to make a Jutsu that would allow him to use the perversion of male Shinobi, of which he could proudly say he was a victim of, against them. The technique would allow him to turn into a busty, curvaceous, naked female version of himself. He would call it the Oiroke no Jutsu! He didn’t want the technique to be a mere Henge, he wanted a real transformation. So he asked the Orochimaru’s hologram if there were any real Transformation Jutsu.

He never got a response. So he decided to screw it and look in all the shelves. He found it in the right shelf, meaning that it was a dangerous technique. It was called the Riaruhengen no Jutsu. (Real Transformation technique) Naruto read through the scroll and it detailed several important facts. First of all was the fact that it never dispelled. It was as permanent as you wanted it to be, and only you could take it off. Secondly, the technique drained a lot of chakra. Using it for three hours would waste as much chakra as thirty shadow clones. So if you didn’t have a lot of chakra and you fell asleep without dispelling it, you would die. Dispelling it also took a lot of chakra, almost half of what the actual technique needed.

Naruto could see the uses for the technique. But he decided that he could stick with the normal Henge unless he really needed the real one. After completing his Jutsu, Naruto expanded it with the Kage Bunshin to make the Haremu no Jutsu! It was the scourge of all perverts. He also loved having a shadow clone use it so he could stare at himself. He knew it was wrong, but he didn’t care. He also made the real Oiroke no Jutsu, but not before extensively studying the female anatomy so it could be as real possible.

On a side note, Orochimaru congratulated him and told him the technique would have its uses when he was older. Hearing the man giggle like a schoolgirl was strange to say the least, and incredibly frightening.

He also came to the conclusion that he hated his village, and that he wanted to leave it as soon as possible. It was impossible not to. They hated him for no reason besides the fact that he contained the Kyuubi! They were total bastards and he longed to just let Kyuubi go wild on them. Much later, he would find out that his feelings of hatred were being enhanced past what they would have normally been, and it wasn’t Kyuubi who was doing it! This set the stage for another Jutsu. He knew he wouldn’t be able to come to the library when he did, and also that it would be a long time before he was finished with everything Orochimaru had left.

So, he needed access to his things, but would not even be near the town to get them. Then he thought, ‘If you can summon a hundred meter tall snake, you can deffinetly do something about that problem.’ He thought long and hard and finally came up with something. He read up on the Hirashin no Jutsu, which was impossible to learn how to perform because the Forth took the secret to his grave, the Kuchiyose no Jutsu, and various Fuin Jutsu. They all had one thing in common; they could bring, seal, or take away incredibly large things to the exact place that you are in.

So he figured that he could make a seal that would put a room into a temporary dimension, which only he could access. That way, he wouldn’t ever move the rooms; he would just use his seal to make a door directly into the room. It took a really long time to manage it, but he did it. Two week prior to the date of his entrance to the academy, he finished the final seals.

He spent about a week preparing everything and then he began. He cut his finger and suppressed any chakra, his or Kyuubi’s, who he discovered to be sealed in him a year into his studies, from getting to the cut. He wrote many intricate seals on each of the doors, and then linked all of them together. He also drew four sets of seals on his right arm He went over to the middle door, slapped his hand in the very middle of the seals, and yelled out, “Dimenshon Setsuzokuguchi!” (Dimension Connection)

The blood used to make the seals started glowing a bright red. With three flashes of blood red light, the doors disappeared, though the seals remained. The seals then started to crawl down the wall and connected to his arm before disappearing under his palm. Three of the sets of seals on his arm started to glow before also going down to his palm. Three different kanji appeared on his palm; one for Comfort, one for Study, and the last for Experiment.

Finally, the last seals started to glow before circling the kanji on his palm. All the seals disappeared and Naruto Shunshined to his apartment. The last seal was to make the other seals disappear until he needed them. He looked at his palm and concentrated on the library, causing the Study kanji to appear on his hand. He slammed his hand into the wall and yelled, “Dimenshon Agarikuchi!” (Dimension Entrance)

Seals spread on the wall and a door appeared in a puff of red smoke. Naruto opened the door and smirked as he saw the room he wanted. There was no way around it, he was just plain awesome. ‘Yes you are kit. But when are you going to let me kill again? I haven’t had blood in soooo long…’ Kyuubi whispered to him.

‘Soon Kyuubi-hime. Once we get out of the wretched town, I’ll let you out.’ He told her.

Her next words were in a slightly surprised tone, ‘How’d you know I was a girl? I never said anything!’

‘I didn’t. I just had some strange feeling. Those are usually right.’ he answered back. She didn’t reply.

Now all he needed to do was to decide how he would escape from the village. Would he leave with or without consent? Where would he go? Was he strong enough to stay alive when he did leave? These were all questions that were running through his head. He decided to try to leave with consent, but if push came to shove he would just run. He wanted to be cautious, because there was no doubt in his mind that the council would force hunter-nin on his ass even if he wasn’t a ninja. He also was sure that he wouldn’t be able to beat any ANBU. He wasn’t conceited, nor did he have an inflated head/ego.

Secondly, he needed to decide how to make the Hokage see that he needed to leave. After hours of thinking, he knew that only one thing would open the wizened Hokage’s eyes. He needed to let a mob catch him and beat the shit out of him. He wasn’t very partial to the idea, but knew that it would work, no doubt about it. He also was sure that Kyuubi wouldn’t let any harm come to him, she wouldn’t want to kill herself after all.

He decided to go to Suna; since there were many techniques that he felt would help him become powerful there. Plus, there was a strange pull, that he couldn‘t even begin to understand, to go there. He made his decision, “Three days…that’s when your fall from glory will begin…Konohagakure no Sato.”

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It was time, and he deffinetly wasn’t going to like it. Tonight, he would lead the villagers on a wild goose chase for a couple hours, before letting himself be caught. Then the not fun part would begin. He would be beaten by the damn drunks and brought to the hospital. Then, when the Hokage got there, he would turn on the acting skills and convince the old man to let him leave the city. There was only one problem, he didn’t know if the old man would agree. He would rip off that damn man’s balls with his bare hands if he didn’t agree. He was not getting beat for nothing!

He took careful care to make sure all of his seals for the rooms worked, going so far as the other side of the village to make sure that distance wouldn’t be a problem. Just incase, he sealed many of Orochimaru’s personal inventions in his arm, just like the three kanji that summoned one of the rooms. Once he was satisfied that the seals would work, he got some pocky. ‘You worry too much kit. I did help you with the technique didn’t I?’ Kyuubi purred at him.

‘I do trust you Kyuubi-hime. But you don’t any experience with seals. You are a demoness after all. I doubt any humans would just teach you.’ he retorted.

‘I do have a…humanoid…form…’ She answered with a pout.

He had a surprised expression on his face, ‘How come you never showed me? And is it a human form or a humanoid form?’

‘…human…but I have tails and pointed ears…’

‘Sexy.’ He felt Kyuubi-hime blush slightly. Then he felt her downloading two images into his head. He opened it and immediately collapsed from the colossal nosebleed the image gave him. She was incredibly beautiful. She had tanned skin and the perfect, hourglass body. She had dark brown hair, with blond highlights all over. She wore a simple white tank top with the word, ‘sexy’ written on it. The tank top however, only reached a little below her breasts, which were a good B cup at least. She was wearing tiny daisy duke shorts that shouldn’t even be classified as such, since they covered about as much as a micro thong. It was only two inches long! She had nine tails floating beside her. The second image was the same, except she was turned around with her shorts between her knees. She had a black, G-string micro thong on, and she was pulling the straps away from her body and down. She had a butterfly tattoo on her lower back, and kanji running down her spine. Sadly it was only a picture, and the thong wouldn’t finish its decent. (Pics in yahoo group. Link in profile. The pics are under Kaley Kennedy 1, 2, and 3. Though I have more of her. I also have the link to her blog.)

In his head, Kyuubi cackled evilly, “Hah! I still got!” She cheered. It was good that Naruto loved her body, since eventually he would be pleasuring her!

Naruto awoke three hours later and immediately yelled at Kyuubi, ‘IF I EVER FORGET THOSE IMAGES YOU ARE TO PUT THEM BACK IMMEDIETLY!’

Kyuubi cackled in his head, ‘Don’t worry Naruto-Kun-’ She hissed at him in her sexiest voice, ‘-I won’t ever let you forget! I’ll send you a new one every day if you want…oh, but there is something you should know, I wont actually look like that till you become fifteen. That’s how old I was in demon terms when I was sealed. Though in human terms, I should be around…say…fifteen thousand years old. For some strange reason, when I was sealed, I became a baby again, even if I kept my memories and personality. I’m as old physically as you are!’

‘Make it two, and I don‘t give a damn, as long as you keep sending those pictures!’ He replied firmly. She smiled and said he could have as many as he wanted. Normally she wouldn’t be doing it at all, since they was still only nine, but seeing no one and having absolutely no attention for nine years would do that to a person or in her case, demoness. Demons started having sex when they first hit puberty, and for her, that was when she turned ten. She was desperate for some sex, to put it simply, and had to restrain herself from ravishing him. Neither of them were ready for that, since they hadn’t hit puberty. She had hit puberty once already, but her new body hadn’t, so while her mind wanted it, her body was too young to want it. Then she realized something and started to cry, ‘NOOOO! I have to go through puberty again! EVEN WORSE! FUCKING PMS! I had terrible mood swings when I was in heat! Not that crap again!’

Naruto was thinking, ‘Alright, I’ll just go walking around and wait for the mob that’s sure to come. Then I prank the hell out of them and finally fake the capture. But how to do it? I’m sure they would be suspicious if I just ‘fell!’ No it has to be something else…but what?’

Kyuubi decided to be helpful, ‘I’ll break your leg with my chakra. Just pretend to round a corner and purposely twist your leg. I’ll do the rest.’

‘Sadistic bitch…’ He thought, to her amusement. ‘Fine! I’ll tell you when.’

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The plan had worked perfectly. As soon as he left his apartment, he had gone to Ichiraku’s for ramen. Then, upon leaving, he had gone on his usual routine of flipping people off, stealing their wallets/purses and sealing them in his arm, where he usually kept his money, and generally just pissing off the populace. He quickly had assembled the usual mob, consisting of All-Timers such as the elder Yamanakas who enjoyed stoning him when he was younger, the Harunos, who never missed a chance to try to kill him to bring their clan glory, and several civilians who he saw in meetings with prominent elders on the council.

He quickly put on a burst of speed and hopped away. He turned a corner and set up a couple paintballs. As soon his pursuers had come in sight, he launched the paintballs. The Yamanakas were hit by all of them, and were now neon green. He hopped away again. This time, when he turned the corner, he set up a huge piece of flypaper. As soon as the leaders stepped on the flypaper, they got stuck and the rest crashed into them. Naruto grinned as he stepped behind one of them. He put his hands in the Tora seal, and Yamanaka senior recognized it. He pleaded with Naruto not to kill him and Naruto ignored him, yelling, “Konohagakure Hiden: Taijutsu Ougi: Sennen Goroshi!!!” (One Thousand Years of Death) He rammed his fingers up the man’s ass so hard that he literally ripped of the flypaper and flew a hundred feet. The man howled in pain the entire way.

Naruto ran again. The crowds were forced to go around the flypaper and let Naruto get ahead a little. Naruto slowed down considerably to let them catch up and quickened his pace when they met up at an alley. He raced in and recognized it as the dead end he fell into all those years ago. He had already sealed up the hole and devised his own way to get into the Lair. He decided, ‘NOW!’ He yelled to Kyuu-hime.

He jumped on the first wall, like he did all those years ago, and purposely twisted his leg. He fell to the ground in a heap and he felt his leg purposely break. He looked at the villagers who were cracking their knuckles happily, “Fuck.” He said, repeating his thoughts from that fateful day.

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Now, Naruto was lying in his hospital bed. His injuries had been much worse then he had expected, though he couldn’t explain why he wasn’t surprised. He had multiple fractures, whether they were ribs or arms didn’t matter, but there were a shitload of them. He had many lacerations, and there were a couple spots that he had been burned by having cigars crushed on his flesh. His knee had very nearly been shattered, and if he was a normal human, it would have been beyond repair.

He sighed, now all that was needed was for Sarutobi to send him away. If he didn’t it would all have been a waste. He still kept to his promise of castrating the man if he didn’t… Anyway, Naruto was bored as fuck. Kyuu-chan, as he had taken to calling her, was asleep, so he couldn’t ask for more pictures. So he amused himself by trying to count all the bumps in the ceiling. He didn’t get very far.

Sarutobi walked in the room and looked saddened at the state Naruto was in. “Are you alright Naruto-kun?” He asked gently.

Naruto looked at him with a bemused expression, “Just peach old man! I just got my ass handed to me and I thoroughly enjoyed it.” The sarcasm was thick the air, and Sarutobi winced. “No. I‘m not okay.” he continued, “I will be though. The medics did a fine job of patching me up, though I could tell it was reluctantly.”

The old man sighed sadly, “I‘m sorry Naruto. I wish I could do something about this. But even I can’t force people to like someone.”

Naruto snorted, “You have the finesse of a stampeding rhino in heat.” The old man grimaced. “It doesn‘t matter. I have long stopped giving two shits, much less one, for people who hate me. Besides, in a few days, it won‘t matter if they like me or not.”

The old man paled and almost shouted, “That’s not the answer Naruto! You have so much to live for!”

“The fuck you on old man?” Naruto said in a surprised voice.

The old man blushed, “You said it wouldn‘t matter anymore, and I thought you meant-”

Naruto cut him off with a laugh, “Fuck no! I‘m not killing myself! I meant that I‘ll be leaving this damned village.”

Sarutobi looked startled, “Naruto, it isn‘t that bad…you don‘t have to leave! This is the first time you’ve been in the hospital in three years! You can‘t just leave like that! What about becoming Hokage? The Naruto I knew would never give up his dream!”

‘That’s because you don’t know me baka! Hokage my ass! I’ll burn this village to the ground before I become Hokage!’ the blond thought with a vicious smirk. On the outside, Naruto glared at the old man and released his Killing Intent! The old man assumed he was doing it instinctively.

The old man was astounded, ‘Absurd. Releasing this much killing intent without training! Just how bad was it? To do this, he must have an astronomical amount of anger and hatred! Not good. Deffinetly not good.’

Naruto smirked inwards at the effect he had on the man, “Real funny old man. True enough, I‘ve only been in here once, but that’s only because they never caught me before now. Escaping from them happens at least thrice each day. The only reason they caught me was because I twisted my leg and fractured my tibia. I will leave, with your consent or not.”

Sarutobi sighed, “But what about Hokage? You still want to be Hokage don‘t you? You should give people a chance Naruto-kun.”

‘No!’ He thought and said, “Of course I do! But let’s face it, its not going to happen. Everyone knows that the council has a say in who‘s picked. They hate me as much as some of the villagers. Also, what if you die and the next Hokage hates me? Stop trying to fill my head with false hope. You know, and now I do too, thanks to the big mouth of a certain blonde, that I have a furball in me. It‘s just not going to happen.” ‘Sorry about the furball comment, Kyuu-chan.’

“Fu-furball? What are you talking about? I doubt you could cough up one that bad?” Sarutobi said, trying to diffuse Naruto’s thoughts. A glare from the boy shut him up, “How long?” He asked simply.

“A month is as long as I‘ll wait.” Was the curt reply.

Sarutobi thought long and hard. If he allowed him to leave, he would have failed the Forth, and lost a very powerful ally. If he didn’t allow him to leave, Naruto would hate him, he would lose a very powerful ally, and he would have failed the Forth anyway. There was a chance of changing the boy’s mind during the month, so he would agree. If he wasn’t able too, then he would let Naruto leave.

Then he thought of something, “I have a meeting with Kazekage-dono this month. I cannot guarantee that he will allow it, but perhaps he would allow you to stay there and learn in his academy as a transfer-nin. Would you like that Naruto-kun?”

Naruto had to restrain himself from hopping and screaming in glee! It had worked perfectly! Even better then he had expected. “Let’s go to Suna then!”

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A/N: I’m finally done hurray! I read a couple puppeteer Naruto fics and “Venom” Naruto fics. I have to say that I loved them! So….I decided to have a crack at writing them. This wont strictly be a puppeteer Naruto fic, otherwise I would have started from Suna. How’d you like the Orochimaru thing? I’ll try to keep Naruto from breaking the power scale. (Becoming God)