"Your tongue is like a knife, and your heart, a dagger;
I cannot feel a thing because I am dead inside."

He was walking down the street, enjoying the breeze flowing through his hair as he headed towards Konoha Academy, where he was training to be a ninja of the leaf.
Notorious for being hated for reasons no one dare to speak, lest they have a death-wish, Naruto Uzumaki was trying his hardest to deal with it, to act like he knew none better. It was hard, but putting on that fake smile was penultimately saving him from a death more certain than taxes.

'Ugh, I hate class, at least Iruka-sensei is cool.' the blonde thinks to himself, wondering what people will think about him actually bein early for once. Well, that's 'cuz he wasn't being chased by an angry mob of blood-thirsty, Uchiha loving villagers that want to 'finish the job the 4th started'. Whatever that means.

He walked into the door of the class held by what he considered a brother of all but blood, he's greeted by a few weird looks and a screaming banshee.

"Naruto-baka, you're on time for once! What's the occasion, stopped being a loser? Ha, as if!" Sakura Haruno was the daughter of a widowed council member, famous for her shrieking voice and vibrant, life ruining, soul sucking pink hair. Log, how was that natural? It's like a peacock, only the peacock is probably cooler.

"Hey Naruto, glad to see you're early." Iruka Umino was a 2nd year class teacher at the Konoha ninja academy, and had befriended the young blonde after seeing a lot of himself in him, yea sure his parents were killed by the beast he housed, but if you couldn't tell the difference between a jail and the jailee, you were dumb.

"Nyeh Iruka-sensei, you know why I'm early." Naruto shoots a look at Iruka, who receives it with a frown. He didn't get chased by a mob today. Huh, must be something in the air, besides their ego's and noses. He start's scanning the room for a spot to sit at, eyeing one next to a dark haired kunoichi named Hinata Hyuuga.

Hinata Hyuuga, he always thought she was weird, but she smelled like lavender and cinnamon buns so she couldn't be that bad. He took a seat next to her instantly noticing her face go blood red. 'She must be sick' "Nyeh Hinata-chan, are you feeling ok?"

"G-gomen, N-Naruto-k-k-kun, I-I'm ok, t-thanks f-f-for a-asking." she stutters out. Of course he didn't know that she had the biggest crush on him ever since they were younger. She had always wanted to approach him and tell him how it is, but everytime she did she would bee too weak to say anything to him.

Weak. The word best described her, or so she thought. Did no one ever teach her that it's ok to feel nervous? Damn Hyuuga clan and their proverbial ass-sticks.

Then we had the Uchiha heir, Sasuke Uchiha, notoriously emo, grunts a lot, wants to avenge his clan, and likes strawberry-banana daquiri's. Don't judge a
After his brother, Itachi, had slaughtered the entire clan minus our brooding buddy, he had dedicated his life to being strong and proving that the Uchiha were the "dominant clan in Konoha".

"Now, everyone settle down, it's time to begin..." Iruka drags off as he starts writing on a white board: The Theory of Chakra Manipulation.

The first and second Hokage's being the best examples. Hashirama Senju with his wood art and Tobirama Senju with his water art. And it droned on and on and on.

"Psst, hey, Hinata-chan, are you bored, 'cuz I know I am" Naruto whispers to the woman next to him, earning a giggle as Iruka drilled on about chakra, manipulating it and the theory behind the true beginnings of it. 'Today is gonna be a boring day'

And so it was...

Now walking down the road headed to Ichiraku's fro some post-torture/class ramen, Naruto kicks a rock along the way, killing time and thanking the log that there isn't anyone to mess with him.

'Log I am starving, today was...wait, what's that?' he asks himself, hearing a soft sob coming from the alley next to him, before it started weeping in a consistent manor, seemingly drawing him into it like a siren song.

He walks into the alley and pulls out a kunai, unsure of what lays ahead of him. "Who is it, and is anything wrong?" he announces himself to no action other than more constant and persistent weeping from the strange lady. He draw's in closer and slowly puts a hand on her shoulder, softly, as to not startle her.

"Hey, lady, are you ok-what the..." he never got to finish that thought as the lady, albeit in disguise, whips her head around and locks her eyes with Naruto's, freezing him in his place as he slowly starts falling backwards, hitting the ground hard and knocking him out cold as the lady just smiles.

"Oh, Naruto, you have a lot to learn, farewell for now, my friend." and with that, the lady swiftly disappeared into the skyline, not to be seen by anyone.

'The hell, where am I?' Naruto asks himself as he awakens from his slumber, waking to what seems to be a cold, damp sewer with a giant cage in front of him. He tries to recall what happened to him to no avail, as he gets cut off by the voice of...a lady?

"Naruto-kun, we finally meet, I am the Kyuubi no Kitsune, but you may call me Kurama." A shockingly sweet females voice comes from behind the bars as a woman comes into view, with looks rivalling Mei Terumi and Tsunade of the Sannin, not that he knew who they were, anyways. She had long, flowing red hair paired with a red dress, and red heels, with breasts the size of Tsunade's. Paired with her stunning blue eyes and calm figure, she was every boy's wet dream. Except Naruto's.

"Y-you! It was you all along! You've made my life a living hell, you fox!" he yells at the lady, his fists shaking from anger, sadness and disappointment.

"Look, young kit, there's a lot of thing's you don't understand, and I believe that's why you're here today." she began talking, sweetly and smoothly, as smooth as flowing water down a lazy river.

"Uhuh, and why should I believe a single word you say?" he crosses his arms now, staring straight into the eye's of the woman, only to feel the scene in his mind warp, changing to a dark and grim night, the night the woman in question attacked the leaf village-Konoha.

"See for yourself." she simply says, as it shows her in human form meeting with a random masked man with a lone eye hole, showing a blazing Sharingan.

"You see, Kurama-chan, I can free you! Just do as I ask and all shall be granted!" the man shouted gleefully, making eye contact with the fox leader.

"Go fuck yourself, Madara! I don't want anything from you. I am contempt with my current container and that's how it's gonna stay!" She shouts back at the intruder, trying not to let him catch her eye contact for too long, unfortunately, all things come to an end...

"Oh? I guess I'll just have to...persuade you." he grins deviously at the end as he looks at the Kitsune woman dead in the eye, she struggles to break from the Sharingan hold but she fails to, as she succumbs to the hold on her soul.

"D-damn you, Madara!" she shouts one last time, as it takes full possession of her, her eye's now showing the dreaded Mangekyou instead of her soft, blue eyes.

"Hmm, no. Let's go, Kurama-chan, time to destroy!" and with that final statement, the scene went black as he tore the Kyuubi out of the gut of her former container. And so was the end of Kushina Uzumaki, wife to Minato Namikaze, 4th Hokage of the village hidden in the leaves.

"You see, I had nothing to do with this, Naruto-kun. I hate and despise that wretched Uchiha named Madara!" she spits out his name, as if she had a bad taste in her mouth

"Kyuu...I... just don't know what so say, honestly. I'm at a loss for words for the first time in forever. Who...who was the pervious container, before me?" he asks, looking at the fox with weary eyes that long for the answer that he wants to hear.

"Naruto-kun, that was your mother, Kushina Uzumaki..." she trails off, seeing the look of shuck and hurt on his face as tears begin to swell, threatening to leak out and drop down his face.

"N...no...You're lying...there's no way!" he yells out, not specifically at her, just in anger as he falls into a full fledged sob, weeping for the loss of his mother. "A-and what about my father?"

"I mean, come on, blonde hair blue eyes, last name Uzumaki, his mom was married to the fourth Hokage...you catch my drift?" she states in a sarcastic yet joking way, causing him to smile back at her.

"Haha, nice one kyuu, now be real, who was my father." he states seriously, before noticing her smile drop as she puts on a serious face too. "Yea, no, no way. Seriously? What the fuck kinda bastard seals the damn Kyuubi no Kitsune, the nine tailed demon fox who everyone fears and hates into his own sons stomach!?"

"Hey, I'm hurt. He didn't have much of an option anyways, he trusted you, Naruto-kun. He knew you were strong enough to contain me, and if he had grabbed any other child, they would've died. I'm osrry it has to be this way, but he did at least leave you a letter." she gestures to the seal on her cage, which was glowing. He took the hint and reached into the seal and grabbed the letter, hoping it was a confirmation of his greatest dream/worst nightmare.

THE FINAL LETTER AND STATEMENT FROM MINATO NAMIKAZE, TO HIS SON, NARUTO UZUMAKI-NAMIKAZE

"Naruto, if you're reading this then everything has gone to plan, and know that this was the only way for it to happen.
I've sealed the Kyuubi no Kitsune inside of you, as you have no doubt found out by now, because a man named Madara Uchiha took her out of your mothers seal, causing her to go mad and wreak havoc on the village.
My time with you is numbered so I'll let her explain that, I have more pressing things to explain to you.
Son, I know how the villagers can be and if what I've feared came true then they hate you, I know they can be blind sometimes but I implore you not to hate them back.
Instead, prove them wrong, grow to be the strong man and ninja I know you can be. It's in your blood.
Of course, I couldn't leave you alone without help. Go 10 meters past the Hokage mountains and you'll see a lavender blossom tree, kind of sticks out like a sore thumb if you ask me, but I digress. Draw blood from your thumb and wipe it on the tree and you'll reveal the Namikaze mansion, not the biggest but you'll have a place to rest your head at night.
In there is a library will all my scrolls on Ninjutsu, Genjutsu and Taijutsu, they're all yours for the using.
If you go into the main bedroom and into the back of my closet, you'll find a seal, channel your chakra into it and you'll be allowed access into my personal studies, in there you will find my scrolls on the Taijutsu style I never got to master, I'm entrusting it to you.
Along with that you'll find your mother's sword and her scrolls on her sword style, 'The Red Death was her nickname, and she believes in you to keep the swordsmanship of the Uzumaki clan going. Also, my scrolls on the patented Hiraishin, and my scrolls on sealing. I would advise you to reach at least level 6 of seal mastering out of 10 before attempting to use it, find your godfather, Jiraiya of the Sannin, and I'm sure he'll help you.
Also, in my study will be the bank account info for me and your mother, have Sarutobi help you set up a slow dribble account as to not raise suspicions (assuming he's the Hokage at the time)
My time is short now, son, so my last few words of advice are this: try to eat more than just ramen (if you're anything like your mother, I know you'll be crazed over it), master chakra control as a priority (and I'm not even joking, couple the bijuu chakra with the already enormous reserves of the Uzumaki clan and you're gonna have the worst control) and finally, watch out for Danzou.
Unfortunately, this is the end for me, me and your mother love you very much, I'm sorry it had to be this way.
With love, Namikaze Minato, Yondaime Hokage"

He stared at the letter for a good 30 minutes, reading it over and over again, yet realizing and now understanding that this was an official letter from the fourth himself. With that realization, he drops to his knees and leans back, no longer sad, no longer mad, just apathy filled his body right now as he wraps his head around the new revelations.

"Naru-" Kurama begins, only to be halted by a lone hand raised by the blonde prodigy.

"Kurama-chan, I apologize for automatically blaming you for the actions of the sick and twisted Madara Uchiha, I should have listened, and so I bow in apology." He bows low to her, not noticing her shocked face at such actions by the Uzumaki-Namikaze heir.

"I-its ok, Naruto-kun, I would do the same if I was in your shoes in this situation." she accepts the apology and the bow. "When we get to your mother and fathers house, I want you to sign the fox contract, but remember this, you are going to want to wait until you talk to old man Hiruzen before you try summoning, okay?"

"Yes, kyuu, I trust you now. Let's go check out the new pad, eh?" he says, as she does nothing but smile at him, releasing her hold from him and letting him back into his own world, back to his body. 'You'll make him proud yet, kit.'

'Ugh, I feel like a ton of brick just hit me over the head repeatedly.' Naruto thinks to himself as he rises and stretches out his muscles, yawning a bit.

'Well, kit, you did hit your head pretty hard on the concrete' Kurama says to Naruto through the now-present mental link, making him jump in the air in surprise.

'Nyeh! You can talk to me in my head now!?' he asks the fox woman, trying to slow his heart rate down from the new voice in his head. 'Oi, stop laughing at me!' he hears the fox snickering in his head at his displeasure.

'I'm sorry, kit, your reaction was just as funny as I thought it would be. Let's go before anyone catches you out here talking to yourself'

'Good thinking, they already think that I am you, so its best not to draw anymore unwanted attention to myself.'

'Says the ninja that wears a bright orange jumpsuit that screams KILL ME I HAVE NO SENSE OF FASHION. Dude, seriously, its terrible.'

'Oh yea well...uh...screw you, Kyuu-chan.'

'Is that an offer?'

'No!'

'Damn.'

He just shakes his head and leaps off, running as fast as he can to the spot the Yondaime instructed him to go to. Taking a moment to enjoy the wind flowing through his hair as he jumps from rooftop to rooftop, he silently thanks whoever so happened to knock him out. Speaking of which...

'Kurama-chan, do you know who knocked me out?'

'Uh, nyeh, it's complicated, I can explain it all in due time, bit it's best kept a secret for now. And Naruto?'

'Yes?"

'Try not to mention Madara casually, especially around most older ninja and the Uchiha prick, ok?'

'Yea no problem, kyuu!'

After about fifteen minutes of running he reaches the tree in question, and it sure did stick out like a sore thumb. A lavender blossom tree in the middle of strong, thick oaks and birches. 'Such a beautiful tree, nyeh kyuu?'

'Indeed, Naruto-kun. Do your thing, Mr. Uzumaki-Namikaze.'

Nodding in agreement, he bites his thumb, drawing blood and smearing it onto the tree. What happens next awes and shocks both Naruto and Kurama.

The ground trembled, as a house rose from it along with a gate and fence. This house was big, but as big as one would think for the owner, the 4th Hokage.

Walking forward to the gate he sees a chakra seal and pumps some of his into it, watching the gate swing open, noting that it was probably there for security reasons. As he walked to the door he looked over the outside finding it simplicity somewhat extravagant.

Opening the front door and walking in the first thing he notices is the living room, with two couches and a loveseat among the end tables made from solid wood, walking along the hardwood flooring and deep crimson walls, he looks at the kitchen, while bigger than his, wasn't all that big, but he was sure was good enough for the meals he was sure his mother whipped up.

Moving onto the first hallway to the left it was lined with 10 doors, 5 on the right, 4 on the left, and one dead center at the end. Looking through the right and left he finds 8 guest rooms and a laundry room, and dead center was a small study.

On to the hallway to the left, he found three doors, one to the left, one to the right, and one again dead center. The two to either side of the hall were bigger guest rooms and the one dead center was what he was looking for, the master bedroom, sealed again with a chakra seal.

Pumping into the seal he's granted access to it, and finds it bigger than the others by a mile, a massive king sized bed, bathroom with a tub/shower combo and his or hers sinks. What he really found interesting was the study, accessed through a door in the back of the walk in closet guarded by, again, a chakra seal.

Bypassing it again he steps in, and that's where his eyes went wide. Shelf after shelf was lined with scrolls on his fathers Nin, Gen and Taijutsu scrolls along with other theory scrolls, history scrolls and medical scrolls. He found them sorted neatly by nature. What caught his eye was the box of tri-pronged kunai and the sword hanging above the desk.

Grabbing the sword, which was sheathed in a wooden sheath wrapped in a deep red cloth, he pulls the sword out, noticing that after the years of sitting, the silver blade of the katana was in pristine condition.

'Kit, the sword is made of the best Uzumaki steel, they never rust or lose the edge.' the Kyuubi informed him through their mind link.

Noting that, he admonishes the black circular handguard and stone hilt, wrapped in deep red cord for a good grip. Engraved on the blade at the base on one side was the Uzumaki swirl, and on the other the Namikaze crest.

"Okaa-san" Naruto mutters, emotions swelling as he holds the sword that his mother once carried into battle numerous times.

Stored in a dark stained cherry wood case was the scroll on his mothers sword style, the Bloody Habanero.

'Ok, that needs a better name. Like...The Fiery Kitsune, yea, that's good!.'

Exiting the study, he looks at his fathers closet, finding few things his size, but what he did find was a vest made of a weird material that seemed to be called denim, and all clothing items were engraved with a seal that would fix any slashes or gashes in it.

"I, need, sleep." Naruto mumbles out, before collapsing onto his mother and fathers bed, drifting off into his slumber, exhausted from the day's revelations.

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd cut! Hopefully this makes up for the horrid first version. Ja ne!