A/N: Heh. Hope you enjoy this one. Otherwise I have nothing much to say, except to STOP REMINDING ME ABOUT NEGLECTING MY OTHER FICS! I KNOW I HAVE A PROBLEM!

Chapter one: The Mother he never had.

"Sochi-kun! Your breakfast is ready!" called a female voice from the kitchen. Naruto yawned tiredly and got up from his bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He made his way towards the table where he usually eats his meals. The rich and tantalizing aroma of food helped coax his mind from his drowsy state.

Standing in the kitchen, is none other than his mother… adoptive mother actually, the Kyuubi no Kitsune Kurama. Years ago, the boy made a contract with the Bijuu residing inside of him, in exchange for creating a Blood clone to transfer her conscious mind into granting her significantly more freedom, she would grant him any request in her power to give. He asked for the one thing he wanted most… a mother. How did the boy know to create a Blood clone? The Kyuubi provided him the knowledge to create one.

Once she inhabited the body, she molded it much like clay to suit her tastes. She had blood red hair, bright pink eyes with black slit pupils, whisker like marks on her cheeks just like her adopted child, tanned caramel colored skin giving her an exotic appearance, a perfect hour glass shaped body with a large set of breasts matching that of a certain female Sannin, and her nails on her fingers and toes resembled that of claws.

She wore a simple crimson kimono with a black sash tied loosely around her waist, which helped exposed much of her skin, particularly her legs and bust which she often used to her advantage.

Naruto smiled brightly at his 'mother' and spoke to her "Kurama-san, you spoil me." She chuckled in amusement at his statement although it was partially true. The Kyuubi no Kitsune, would never have thought in her entire existence that she would take care of a human like her own Kit. But still… seeing him ask for a mother and then being exposed to him daily now… woke up her maternal instincts.

"Now now. I told you to call me 'Kaa-chan' none of that 'san' business. We are family now yes?" she asked him while serving a plate of blueberry pancakes slathered in syrup. It amazed the blonde on how quickly his adoptive mother picked up on cooking. The first time she tried, she… well… exploded the kitchen after trying to put water on the boil.

She viewed the arts of cooking as a challenge and wouldn't be deterred so she practiced day and night, studied cooking techniques and recipes for hours on end until she got it right. She started from the basics and then at a surprisingly rapid pace, began to move towards more advanced meals that were befitting of a restaurant or a professional chef.

He merely smiled and tore into his meal, the syrup she used was homemade by herself and was significantly better than anything store bought, in fact, most of the ingredients she uses are either homemade or home grown since she made her own garden on the roof of their apartment. What she couldn't make for herself, she bought of course. Though he still got his monthly stipend from the Hokage, his adoptive mother insisted on getting her own line of work… though she didn't tell him what it was.

"I still don't know where or how you learned to make homemade syrup." He commented while crying anime tears, the food she made for him daily gave him a feeling of… happiness. Was it because she always worked so hard to prepare the best and freshest meals for him? Perhaps so, but this barely even scratched the surface on what a mother's love was.

"You'd be amazed what you might pick up if you read the appropriate books at a library. Now hurry up and finish, you don't want to be late for the Academy do you?" when she asked that last part, he had a downcast look on his face but nodded all the same. The Bijuu narrowed her eyes slightly wondering if she had said something wrong, no, was he having problems at the Academy?

"Sochi-kun, is something the matter? If you're struggling in the Academy, you can talk to me about it." She asked him in a gentle manner, hoping to coax him into telling her his troubles. His only response was to shake his head and reply that he was fine before running out of the door before she had the chance to use the dreaded 'Mom Look' that most mother's had that could easily subdue their children.

She sighed and shook her head commenting to herself "Boys will be boys. Oh well, I'd best clean up a little before work." With that she snapped her fingers, causing the dirty dishes to float in the air and make their way towards the kitchen sink, the water turned on and began rinsing the plates as dish soap was sprayed out.

Being a creature of Pure Chakra did have its perks. While she was largely limited and found this human form a little bit cramped, she could still use some of her vast power. Though she only used it for small things these days, but it still served her purposes. She then noticed that a bento she made for Naruto's lunch was left behind.

"Oh dear. Careless child. He forgot his lunch. Mmm, I'd be a terrible example of a mother if I let my child go hungry. I'll bring it to him around lunchtime at the Academy." She spoke to herself and retrieved the Bento before heading out the door and locking the apartment behind her. She then snapped her fingers and appeared directly in front of a club.

What was her job you might wonder? Well, she served as a Songstress, a waitress, a bouncer, and occasionally an Escort. Yep, she was a jack of all trades inside this club. She entered inside and placed the Bento in her locker to keep it safe for later. Her geta sandals made a 'clak clak' sound for every step she took down the Club's halls in the back.

The owner of the Club, one Madame Nuki, an attractive and well aged woman in allegedly her fifties or so enthusiastically greeted Kurama with a large smile. "Ah! Kurama-san! As punctual as ever! Erm, this is a little embarrassing, but do you mind working as an escort? One of the ladies has a case of the flu and she needs a temporary replacement."

The Kyuubi merely smiled at the owner and replied in a casual manner "But of course. I wouldn't mind. Work is still work." At the red haired woman's response Madame Nuki smiled and ushered the disguised Bijuu to a booth where she would meet her clients. Kurama sat down on the comfortable leather seat and pulled out a small case, she opened it with a click revealing a multitude of cigarettes.

She had recently taken up smoking, if only to dull her heightened sense of smell. Expensive colognes, perfumes, and various pungent scents would make her nose wrinkle and cause her to make weird faces. To avoid this, she began to smoke cigarettes to drown out such scents. Of course she didn't expose Naruto to her smoking since she didn't want him to get any secondhand smoking in. And on a side note, she wasn't overly concerned about the health of her body. If this Blood Clone expired by any means, then she could simply make a new one with her Sochi-kun's help.

"Got a light?" she asked in a sultry manner while holding the cigarette between her fingers. Her current client chuckled and produced a lighter from his pocket then lit her cigarette for her, followed by his own. He then sat down revealing himself to be one Asuma Sarutobi.

"The Tanuki Club huh? Heard this place was good. When I came to check it out, I was told by Madame Nuki that Kurama Kitsune was the most expensive girl in the club. I wonder why that is?" he asked while taking a drag from his cigarette.

"I know what men want. And I know how to give them what they want." She replied in a cryptic manner, exhaling smoke from her nostrils.

"Interesting, and what is it that I want?" he asked with a small smirk while flicking off the ashes of his cigarette then extended his hand out towards her. Instead of replying she held up a finger with a coy smile.

"Now now. At least buy me dinner first. We play things at 'my pace' or not at all. Besides… I have something you most desperately want." She spoke out with her pink eyes briefly flashing crimson.

"Something… I… want?" he muttered as hearts filled his eyes and he began to drool slightly but he caught himself and wiped the saliva away with a napkin. Unknown to him he was now caught in 'her pace' a pseudo hypnosis where she controls the flow of events and thoughts at her leisure. Which is how she gained so many paying clients… without EVER performing intercourse with them. As an Escort, she was basically paid for simply TALKING to them. And she would often learn interesting things.

"But of course. Tell me Shinobi-san, does your special one know you are cheating on him or her?" She asked with a smile, a pair of sharp fangs appearing as she exhaled smoke into his face.

He coughed slightly, managing to hold onto his own cigarette with his fingers. "How did you know?" he asked in surprise since he hadn't mentioned anything about having somebody.

"Your lighter. At first glance it appears to be rather ordinary, but on closer inspection it is made of silver. A rather pricey gift. Could only come from someone quite… close." She answered while holding said lighter in her hands. The sight of it made him check his pockets to find that it was indeed gone. When had she taken it? He didn't even feel anything and he was a Jonin for crying out loud. No ordinary pickpocket could do that.

"Wondering how I managed to acquire this lighter of yours? Well… I'll leave that to your interpretation." She spoke in a sultry manner, leaning over the table with her large bust pressing against it. She was now so close to his face that Asuma could feel her hot breath against his face. She then snuffed out her cigarette in an ash tray and produced a new one from her cleavage and placed it between her lips and pressed the unlit cigarette to his own.

Asuma's face flushed and he felt his loins burning. Was this what was called… a cigarette kiss? Kurenai would NEVER do something like that for him. Kurama chuckled and produced a pocket watch from her bust, she clicked it open revealing that their time was up.

"Too bad. We didn't get to the juicy bits. Come again soon?" she asked in a sultry manner while replacing the lighter in his pocket in a smooth and delicate motion. All the while Asuma felt like he NEEDED more of this woman's time. Everything about her made him crave more, but he was unaware that he was still entrapped in 'Her Pace'. The time limit was to give him the illusion that their time together was limited and that it had already flown by before he had the chance to really get to know her.

He fished out his wallet and put all the money he had, on the table in front of her. "W-will this be enough for an extension?" he asked her almost desperately. Kurama's eyes flashed crimson again. Human males were often so easy to manipulate, even if she was now a mother, she was still a feisty vixen. And playing with the minds of men while getting paid for it was all the better.

She slid back into her seat, allowing her bust to drag across the table. She then took the money and placed it inside her Kimono sleeves for herself. "But of course. However I have a prior engagement and I cannot afford to miss it, do come again tomorrow. I'll be sure to fit you in for some extra time. "

He could only nod as he tried to get up and leave, only to feel himself stumble a bit as though he were in a drunken stupor. Fantasies of him and Kurama flooding his mind as he left. The Kitsune smiled since she now had another client willing to open his wallet to her for some honeyed words and empty promises of sex. This lone of work definitely suited her.

"Kurama-sama? I'm glad to see you again." Spoke another voice of a masculine nature. She turned her head and saw it was one Kizashi Haruno, the current Head of the Civilian council, one of her regular clients. She so loooooved to bleed his wallet dry. He has already spent hundreds of thousands of ryo just for some of her time. Although this time, he was carrying a bouquet of flowers.

"Ara? Kizashi-san? I don't recall our appointment being so early in the day." She commented in a coy manner to mask her irritation at his presence. She didn't want to be late to deliver her Kit's lunch. And she had a decent idea what was coming… 'Her Pace' did have one downside to it.

"Yes. I know… I couldn't help myself… because I love you Kurama-sama! I want you to be my wife! I'll leave Mebuki and we can get married! I can get started on the wedding preparations right away!" he proclaimed while dropping down to one knee as he proposed to her. Kurama inwardly sighed since the one flaw of 'Her Pace' made the victim more and more obsessed with her and would lose sense of free will with prolonged exposure to 'Her Pace'. With enough time, the victim might not even be able to eat, sleep, bathe, or even use the restroom without her suggesting it.

"My apologies Kizashi-san, but I must decline. My heart already belongs to another." She replied in a callous manner, not even caring if she shattered his heart. He was a good cash cow to exploit, but now he was useless to her, fortunately Konoha didn't have a shortage of men for her to play with and manipulate for her own gain.

The pink haired man growled in an almost feral manner and swiftly grabbed her arm. Despite the pain, she didn't resist, she expected him to lash out at her in some way. "No one denies me Kurama-sama. Not even you can. I know where you live… and who you live with. I know that you have taken the Kyuubi brat under your wing. One word from me, and I can make life completely unbearable for him. Now, I demand you be my wife before something happens to that little shit." He spoke in a malicious tone, his eyes filled with apparent madness.

A low growl rumbled deep within the Kitsune's throat. He dared to threaten her beloved Kit? The one thing she valued? If that were the case… then she would take everything from him. "Kizashi? If you truly want me to be your wife… then prove it to me." She spoke in a sickly sweet tone, enrapturing him back into 'Her Pace'.

"P-Prove it? How? I will do anything for you!" he yelled out in an all too desperate tone of voice. The Kitsune leaned in close and used her index finger to sensually trace Kizashi's lips, making him get a 'weak in the knees' feeling at her very touch.

"You can prove it to me… by changing your Will. If something unfortunate were to happen to you… then how would I be taken care of? Leave everything in your possession to me, and I shall be your bride. Oh, and as a dowry, you can take a Hundred Thousand ryo from your safe in your home and bring it directly to me. Don't tell your wife or child anything. I shall tell them myself once the arrangements of our wedding has been made." She spoke in a business like manner, with an undertone of seduction. Her pink eyes flashing crimson once again.

"Of… Of course! I can do all of that today! Where should I meet you to give you your dowry?" he asked in an excited tone, absolutely giddy that he was going to be married to the one and only Kurama Kitsune.

"Meet me at the Hotsprings. They're doing a mixed bathing night, and I have it booked for ALL night long." She replied in a husky manner, making Kizashi turn a neon pink as he rushed out the door to fulfill her demands. Kurama smiled and held up a thick roll of cash that she had fished out of his pocket.

"Mmm. Like taking candy from a baby. Pitiful fool. Fantasize about me all you like Kizashi-san….I look forward to the face of despair you make when I break your blackened heart." She whispered to herself in a sadistic manner. She then took notice of the clock and saw it would soon be time for lunch at the Academy. She would need to hurry if she wanted to get Naruto's bento to him.

"Madam Nuki? I'll be stepping out for a little while. I need to take my Sochi-kun's lunch to him. Ah, I nearly forgot, here is your cut of my earnings." Kurama spoke to her boss and handed over a percentage of the cash she… acquired.

The aged Matron's widened to the point it seemed like they might pop out of their sockets as she yelped out "Eh? That much? For that amount, you can take the rest of the day off if you want. And I NEED to know, HOW DO YOU EARN SO MUCH FROM SO FEW CLIENTS?"

The Kitsune merely chuckled and answered with a devilish smile "Simple, I keep them in 'My Pace'. I shall be back later, I need to earn as much as possible for my Sochi-kun's care and welfare after all." At that last statement, the Matron looked ready to burst into tears at the love and affection the red haired woman had for her child. She pulled a handkerchief from her sleeve and dabbed her watering eyes while waving goodbye to her best employee.

Kurama wasted no time in retrieving her Kit's lunch and walk towards the Academy. As she walked down Konoha's streets, she remembered that Naruto's birthday was just around the corner, she would need to prepare a cake and find him a good present. She thought about giving him a generous amount of Birthday money to spend on whatever he wanted. She frowned at herself, believing that it was too generic to just give him money alone. He deserved something extra special.

Something that would show that she really put effort into finding him a great gift. She couldn't ask him since then he might see it coming. She wanted to surprise him. She wasn't sure about what kind of cake he might want either. Would he prefer chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry? Some other kind of flavor? She didn't know. She might be an exceptionally powerful and virtually unstoppable force of nature, even in this cramped Blood Clone, but she wasn't all knowing.

Her ears twitched slightly as she heard the sounds of muffled yapping. She turned her head slightly and saw a pet store, a bunch of puppies at the display window happily playing with each other, or sitting in front of the window and watching people walked by. Smiling at the adorable creatures, she snapped her clawed fingers making several small bones appear for the puppies to chew on or play with. Suddenly an idea struck her, she could get her Kit a pet!

Something to keep him company whenever she wasn't around would be good for him. But no ordinary dog or cat would do… she needed something extra special. 'Ordinary' isn't good enough for her Kit after all. Deciding to keep this idea on file inside her mind, she continued onward towards the Academy.

She received the usual looks of men, and occasionally women, who found her attractive. Said onlookers who had their significant others with them would be quite loudly berated making the Kitsune chuckle in amusement. In all honesty, she still didn't care much for humans. But it wasn't the common folks fault that she and her siblings were sealed away to be used as weapons. She could blame Hashirama for that one. Still, it didn't matter as much anymore, she is here and now and her Kit was the most important thing in her existence now.

Come to think of it… he might need a nice girlfriend… or ten. He needed lots of love given his lonely childhood after all. Does she spoil him too much? Maybe so, but he did kind of deserve it. He didn't ask to be her container, and she couldn't hold him at fault for it. Especially not after he asked her to be his adoptive mother. She hadn't told him about his real parents yet, nor did she know how to tell him much less when. Was there even a 'good time' to tell him the truth?

She didn't know, perhaps she would… just know? In her opinion, human emotions were both foreign and complex to her, especially since she had repeatedly attempted to sever off all contact with humans. Though that was now moot. She should have done what she was doing now… hiding in plain sight amongst the humans.

Her musing was interrupted when she finally reached the Academy, with minutes to spare no less! Her ears twitched as she heard the sounds of grunting and blows landing, raising an eyebrow in curiosity she hopped on top of the wall surrounding the Academy grounds.

What she saw filled her with fury. At first glance it seemed like a regular class spar, but from her perspective it appeared that Uchiha boy her Kit described, had Naruto pinned to the ground and was pummeling her poor Kit's face in. The Chunin teachers in charge didn't seem to be doing anything to stop the match despite the protests of some of the students.

Naruto often come home, covered in bruises, he would claim that they were from class spars. She had no reason to disbelieve him… but now? She'd need to speak to him later on about this. For now she had to help her precious Kit. In a blur of motion, she appeared behind Sasuke and grabbed his drawn back fist before he could land another blow.

She didn't bother to mask her Killing Intent, she wanted nothing more to tear the Uchiha limb from limb… however her rational mind knew that would cause more problems than it would solve… at this time. "Sasuke Uchiha, yes? Would you kindly stop beating my child?" she asked with a sickly sweet grin, her Intent to Kill being so strong the Uchiha had a vision of his arm being torn out of its socket. Fearing for his life… and limb, he relented and held up his free hand in surrender.

"Who… who are you? And did you just call Naruto your child?" asked a certain scarred Chunin in utter disbelief. Unable to imagine the orphaned Naruto ever having a mother. In the background the entire class stood slack jawed, if this was Naruto's mother… he was one lucky bastard.

"But of course. I apologize for the interruption, but I couldn't help myself since I saw my Sochi-kun getting beaten so harshly. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Kurama Kitsune, Naruto's adoptive mother. Here's my card Teacher-san." She replied and slipped her business card from the Tanuki club into Iruka's pocket with a small wink, making the Chunin blush at her dignified albeit sultry demeanor.

On the ground, Naruto was looking up at the Kitsune with tears welling up in his eyes. She always worked so hard to be a good mother to him, so he didn't want to burden her further with his own problems at school. "Kaa-san, I… I…" he was silenced by his mother who planted her fingers on his lips, a gentle smile adorning her face.

"Hush Sochi-kun. I am not angry at you. We will talk about this later. Now then, about these bruises and swelling… I know! Magic kisses!" she gently placed her hands on either side of his face and planted two kisses, one on each cheek. Then like magic, the swelling on his face went down and the bruising vanished in seconds.

Iruka wondered if she had used some type of Medical jutsu. Was she an Ex-Kunoochi? He couldn't tell at this time. His musing was broken when he discovered that Kurama's face was just centimeters from his, her bright pink eyes boring into him making him reel back in surprise. She tilted her head slightly and spoke in an even tone "Teacher-san? I am curious on why you didn't stop the match when it was obvious Naruto-kun couldn't fight back or defend himself properly."

"Oh. Ummmmmm. Well me and my assistant didn't feel it was the appropriate time to break it up. We were waiting for Naruto to surrender but… he… was too… stubborn?" He spoke unconvincingly, his voice wavering under her gaze.

"Is that so? I find that to be a rather poor excuse. In fact, I am now quite concerned about the quality of the learning environment my child is in. I demand you allow me to observe the rest of your classes to ensure that my little boy is receiving the best available education. If you refuse me… then I shall file and report an official complaint to Hokage-sama about possible negligence or teacher's that can't perform their jobs." She spoke in a way that said she wouldn't take 'No' for an answer.

Both Mizuki and Iruka sweated nervously, should they let her in? If they refused, then the Hokage getting involved could be even worse for them. Besides, they were Chunin and she wasn't even a real Kunoichi. What could she possibly do?

"As you wish Kurama-san." The Scarred Chunin answered her in a defeated tone. Nodding in acceptance, the Kitsune discreetly created a Shadow Clone to work in her place at the club until her business here was finished.

"Very good. You may continue as normal. Just ignore my presence, I promise not to interfere unless I see… certain inconsistencies." She spoke with a mirthless smile sending shivers down the Academy Techer's spines. With that said and done, they ushered the students inside and announced that there would be an exam.

One by one the students filed into the classroom and took their seats. Kurama herself, followed the Chunin teachers rather closely then she took one of the chairs meant for the Chunin, which so happened to belong to Mizuki.

"Kurama-san? Umm, that's my seat." Mizuki spoke in dismay, then he blushed as Kurama crossed her legs and removed her geta sandals, her hand running along her smooth caramel colored skin. She flexed her clawed tows for a moment then gave a light hearted chuckle.

"So it is Teacher-san. It might be impertinent of me, but you wouldn't allow a lady to sit on the floor… would you?" she asked in a husky manner, her tongue slowly gliding across her own lips.

The Silver haired Chunin had hearts in his eyes, unable to resist this woman's charms. Inwardly, Kurama was laughing at these imbeciles since she didn't even need to put them in 'Her Pace' to get her way. She then smiled and spoke in a sultry manner "Teacher-san? Could you perchance get me something cool to drink? I am quite parched after being out in the sun."

At that, Mizuki dashed out of the classroom to hunt down the nearest vending machine to acquire a beverage for the red haired woman. Iruka however groaned, knowing this woman was going to be a distraction. Her constant allure and seductive demeanor definitely showed the kind of 'parentage' that Naruto was receiving.

Trying to distract himself, he began to pass out exam sheets to the students, each one marked with said student's name in advance. Finally he was about to hand over a paper to Naruto... only to find it replaced with a sheet of paper with a smiley face doodled onto it.

"Pardon my asking… but would you care to explain why my Sochi-kun's exam sheet has a Genjutsu on it?" asked the voice of Kurama, holding up the exam sheet with an overly sweet smile belying the venom coating her words.

"When… how…" the Scarred Chunin fumbled over his words, wondering how she stole the paper from under his nose.

"I detected the presence of Chakra in your little stack of paper, so I decided to investigate… and I find a Genjutsu placed over my child's exam. I trust there is a reason for this, yes?" she asked again, her eyes holding a sharp edge to them. In the background, the various students were whispering amongst themselves. It was no secret that Iruka never liked Naruto… but putting a Genjutsu on his test? That was just low.

"O-Of course. The Genjutsu is a test in itself… to see if he can identify and dispel a Genjutsu." The Chunin attempted to lie through his teeth. The Kitsune however, being a natural trickster and manipulator, wasn't convinced in the slightest.

"Really? You, girl, did either of your Sensei's teach your class about detecting and/or dispelling Genjutsu?" she asked while pointing at Ino Yamanaka.

The Clan Heiress glanced at her Sensei, then replied in a bitter tone, due to her now questioning Iruka's ability to teach. "He taught us the basic principles on Genjutsu and the theory behind them. But Practically? He never taught us to spot or dispel them."

"Is that so? If that's the case, then why give Naruto-kun a test, he clearly wasn't prepared for hmm?" the Kitsune asked with sadistic glee, obviously enjoying herself as Iruka is unable to form an appropriate response. He pales to the a similar complexion of a certain Sannin, and drops the exam papers in his hands, when they fell to the floor… one of them appeared at Kurama's feet. And it was marked… for Sasuke. Raising an eyebrow in curiosity, she noticed that this one was different from the rest.

She picked it up and looked it over for a moment… her sadistic smile widened even further as she asked "Teacher-san? Sasuke Uchiha is allegedly the Rookie of the Year candidate, yes? Then explain to me why his exam, is in a simplified form with nothing but multiple choice questions?" at her question, the Chunin felt the sudden urge to relieve himself.

"The hell? Let me see that!" one Kiba Inuzuka shouted, wanting to see for himself if it was true. Without question, the Kitsune allowed him to see the simplified exam. After a few moments the dog boy yelled out to the class and confirmed it to be true. The students whispered amongst themselves, was Sasuke's alleged greatness and talent… was most of it fabricated?

They all looked towards Sasuke, but his back was facing the class which prevented them from seeing his face. But inwardly, the Uchiha was seething that this woman was interfering in his business. The Civilian council arranged it for him so that he would have an easier time passing the Academy and then get real Shinobi training. Now with her interference, he'd have to wait longer for his chance to kill Itachi.

"I believe I have seen more than enough. Sochi-kun? We are leaving now. This must be immediately reported to the Hokage." She announced while extending her hand towards her Kit. He could only take it as he followed her out. It was at this moment Mizuki appeared with his arms loaded with drinks from vending machines.

"Sorry it took so long Kurama-san! I didn't know what you liked so I got a bit of everything." He spoke out with a smile that was… not quite charming.

"Ohhh. You didn't have to go and do that Chunin-san. But I thank you nonetheless." She replied while snatching out a bottle of soda, and handed it over to her Kit, then she grabbed some bottled tea for herself. She then slipped a business card into his vest and promptly left with her Kit. All the While Mizuki had hearts in his eyes while watching Kurama's retreating form.

"SCREW THIS! I AM GOING HOME AND TELLING DADDY ABOUT THIS!" yelled Ino while slamming her fists on her desk which broke both Chunin teachers out of their respective stupors.

"She's right! If you can rig both Naruto-kun's and Sasuke's exams and tests, what about the rest of us? How can we trust you both as teachers now?" Hinata spoke up with a small frown. Many of the students agreed with this line of thought and promptly left the classroom before either Iruka or Mizuki had registered what happened.

"Did I miss something?" was the only intelligent thing that Mizuki found himself able to say. Iruka however didn't budge from his spot… he was now ruined.

Later. Hokage's office.

"So you're Naruto-kun's mother eh? He told me he had been adopted… but I thought that some of the things he told me about you were… exaggerated." The Hokage spoke while looking over Sasuke's exam sheet. Finding it to be overly simplified to the point a four year old could solve it, and more than half the questions were common knowledge anyway.

"Indeed. I was concerned about the learning environment my child was in when I first saw the beating Naruto-kun was getting, and the teachers weren't doing anything about it. So I decided to investigate a little bit. When I took notice of the unfair exam papers, I decided that enough was enough and promptly came straight here with my child." She summarized and pointed at the blonde boy sitting next to her.

"I thank you for your initiative in exposing this… embarrassment. I promise to investigate this even further. I'll also postpone Graduation since we might be sending unprepared Genin to their potential doom. But… I am curious why you, Naruto, didn't report any of this." The Sandaime spoke at the end in curiosity, turning his attention towards the blonde.

"I… I thought I could handle it on my own. I chose to ignore it because I didn't think anyone would ever believe me. It was the word of a Chunin against the word of the Academy's Dead Last. Who would you believe?" at his statement, the Kitsune flicked him on the head making him yelp in pain and slap a hand over the stinging red mark now on his forehead.

"Naruto. Ignoring a problem isn't the same as solving it. This is why you have me around now. If anything is bothering you, anything at all. Don't hesitate to come to me about it. I'll always be there to help you. That's one of the many reasons you wanted a mother, yes? Then don't even worry about being a burden to me and just ask. Okay?" she spoke in a reassuring tone and scooped him up into a warm hug.

The Sandaime smiled at this. It seemed the boy finally found a loving and nurturing mother whom accepted the boy for what he was. He was sure that Kushina would approve of this Kurama Kitsune… even if he felt something slightly off about her. Where was she even from? From her skin tone she might come from Suna or Kumo. But he wasn't sure. Didn't matter though since it was clear she truly loved Naruto.

"Thank you for the assistance. You may both go home now." The Hokage spoke with a small smile, deciding now would be a good time to make preparations for a proper investigation into the Academy and its staff. With a nod, both Naruto and Kurama left to their apartment.

When they arrived, Kurama set her Kit on the couch and spoke to him "Sorry Naruto-kun. But I have important business tonight that cannot afford to wait. And I can't send a Shadow Clone to go in my stead either. I'll arrange for a babysitter so you won't be alone." With a smile she walked over towards the phone and began to dial a number

"Oi! I'm too old to have a damn Babysitter! I was taking care of myself before even you showed up!" he yelled in protest, feeling slightly offended that she believed he needed a babysitter.

She smiled in a coy manner and replied "Call it a precaution. And I think you'll like this one." She waited a few seconds as the phone rang before the person on the other end picked up and answered.

Kurama replied to the individual she was calling "Hi. It's me. Kurama. I apologize that this is such short notice, but would you come by and keep my Sochi-kun company? You will? Excellent. What's that? Sure, spoil him all you want. Thanks very much." With that done she hanged up the phone and snapped her fingers. Creating a crimson two piece bathing suit from thin air.

"Where you going with that?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, unaware of Kurama's plot against Kizashi.

"I have business at the Hot Springs. The kind of business that could set us up for life Sochi-kun. Try not to worry about it." She replied and slipped the bathing suit into the sleeves of her kimono.

"Kaa-chan? Can I ask you something?" the blonde spoke with a slightly saddened expression on his face. She saw the downcast look and gently rubbed his scalp. Her pink eyes showing nothing but kindness and love to him.

"Ask me anything you want Naruto-kun. As your mother, I'll always help you. What might be on your mind?" she asked with a kind smile, all the while wondering what was wrong with him. One of three things came to mind. He had already gone through puberty and she had already given him 'the Talk' so he might have a girlfriend in mind and wants to ask her advice. He might be wondering about his real parents or where he came from. And finally, he was finally going to ask why she attacked Konoha on the night of his birth.

"I… was wondering if I could have a sister." He replied while scratching the back of his head. Kurama was caught off guard by such a request.

"Did I hear you correctly? Why would you want a sister?" she asked him, hoping to better understand this newfound desire. She hadn't expected him to ask for something like that.

"Yeah. You heard me right. Thing is, I kind of want to know what it's like to have a sister. Hinata told me a little bit about hers so… well… now I can't stop thinking about what it might be like to have one. To play with her, laugh with her, cry with her, train with her, and so on. I know it's crazy and all, and I appreciate everything you do for me. I guess I'm just being a little selfish." He spoke in a sheepish manner.

The Kitsune viewed this as another challenge that would help make her Kit happy, she smirked and patted him on the head while speaking in a reassuring voice "Naruto-kun, if a sister is what you want. Then I shall find one for you. That's a promise. I will do anything to ensure your happiness. Now stop being so gloomy. Brighten up a bit."

He chuckled a bit, his mood now lightening up a bit at his mother's promise. Though inwardly… Kurama herself felt like tearing her hair out. Where was she supposed to find a sibling for her child? The moment was interrupted by a knocking sound at their door. With a small smile, the Kitsune opened it… revealing the form of Anko Mitarashi holding two boxes of pizza, a big bag of Dango, and two large bottles of Soda in the crook of her arm.

"Hey Gaki-kun! Pizza delivery!" shouted the Snake Mistress with a broad smile on her face. She was perhaps one of Naruto's best and oldest friends, and a very positive influence on his life. His eyes turned to stars at her presence making both females shake their heads in amusement.

"Thanks for coming so quickly Anko-san." Kurama spoke and took some of the goodies off the Kunoichi's hands to help her inside.

"Not a problem. Heh, I can't think of anyone who'd be crazy enough to ask me to look after their kids. Buuuuuut Naruto-kun's a special exception. She spoke and hugged the whiskered teen, his face now pressed against her bust.

"How much will I owe you when I return?" the Kitsune asked and placed the food on the kitchen counter for the two troublemakers to consume.

"Eh. This one's on the house. Me and the Gaki will be having ourselves a little party." The Snake Mistress replied while opening a bottle of soda for herself and Naruto to drink from. The Kitsune nodded in appreciation and was about to give off a set of instructions, but the Purple haired Kunoichi beat her to the punch by speaking "Yeah I know. In bed by Ten, no horror movies that will give him nightmares, and no 'dirty games' until he graduates."

The Kitsune nodded in approval and took her leave. Allowing both Naruto and Anko to gorge themselves and party the night away.

Later. Konoha Hot Springs.

Kurama was now bathing in the water with a content smile. It wasn't difficult to book the mixed bathing area for the night when she put the manager in 'Her Pace'. Allowing her to spend as much time as she wanted here… free of charge.

Now she had to wait to put her plan into action. Her ears perked up when she heard the sounds of footsteps approaching. "You're late." She spoke in a harsh manner as the form of Kizashi appeared carrying a duffel bag filled with money.

"Sorry Kurama-sama. Arrangements for the Will took a little longer than expected. I err, also brought your dowry." He spoke in an apologetic manner and placed the money at the water's edge so she might inspect it for herself. Instead, she snapped her fingers making the money vanish into thin air.

Sensing his confusion she clarified "Don't worry. I sent the money someplace else. Now… forget everything about bringing me that Dowry, conditions of my marrying you, and blackmailing me to marry you." She commanded, putting him in 'Her Pace.' Once again.

A dopey look formed on Kizashi as the Memories faded out of his mind. He then shook his head to clear up his daze and dropped to one knee, about to propose to her with a large diamond ring… but before he could even get a word in he was stabbed in the throat by an unknown assailant. The Kitsune feigned a look of shock as he looked up at her in confusion.

But inwardly, she was smiling as the pink haired man died in front of her. This was his punishment for threatening her Kit after all. The masked killer withdrew the blade from the Council member's throat then turned his attention towards her. He cackled slightly as he lunged at her with his katana at the ready.

He stabbed her in the gut… only to hit nothing but air. He had attacked an after image! He looked around frantically for her and felt something pierce through the side of his skull. "My thanks for your services Assassin-san. They are no longer required now." She spoke and extended one of her claw like nails into his skull. Then she stirred her nail around inside his skull, essentially eviscerating his brain to prevent the Yamanaka's from scanning his memories.

Now everything was in place. She just needed to call the authorities and play the victim that managed to kill the assassin in self defense. Then, they would trace everything back to where she intends it to be… Mebuki Haruno. She would be the scapegoat… unless she agreed to some conditions. But that would have to be for later.

"A mother's work is never done." She whispered to herself, then began screaming hysterically for help, alerting the remaining staff.

The next morning.

Naruto woke up, and yawned tiredly. He and Anko partied hard last night. They did everything from karaoke, dancing, some contest involving kissing which according to Anko 'Didn't count as a Dirty game' much to his amusement. He sincerely hoped that she would be his Sensei in the future.

He sniffed the air and smelled food. But it didn't smell like Kurama's usual cooking. He got up and found Anko in the Kitchen cooking up some eggs and bacon "Morning Gaki. Figured I'd cook up some breakfast for you." She spoke with a cheery tone of voice.

"Heh. You my Waifu or something?" He asked in amusement and sat at the table, waiting patiently for the meal. A knock came from the door, prompting the Kunoichi to ask her charge to answer it. He nodded and opened the door, he found it a little odd though. It couldn't be his mother since she had a key. Who would be knocking this early in the morning?

He opened it, revealing the form of a purple haired Anbu wearing a Neko mask. She knelt down to meet him at eye level and spoke in a professional, while at the same time gentle voice "Naruto… your mother was attacked last night. She is unharmed but is now being questioned about the incident. She should be home in a few hours so don't worry."

"Attacked? By who? Why?" he asked in shock, he knew that Kurama was more than capable of handling herself, but it was still surprising nevertheless.

"Not sure yet. The attacker was a freelance Assassin. Right now, we're still trying to figure out who might have hired him. We'll figure out the rest from there. If you ever need anything… don't hesitate to call me. Anko-san? I know you're in there. I shall entrust his care to you. Goodbye for now." The Anbu spoke out then vanished in a swirl of leaves.

From the kitchen, Anko appeared with a look of concern on her face as she asked him "You okay Naruto?"

He nodded while replying back "Yeah. I'm fine. Really. Kurama-san can take care of herself. Besides… it's not like she can die anyway." That last line made a question mark appear over the Snake user's head. But she shrugged it off and served breakfast.

Naruto however had a content smile on his face, having faith that Kurama would take care of him no matter what. She would probably come back home with a spring in her step and make plans for his birthday. He knew for a fact… she would rend the heavens themselves to keep her promise to him… as his mother.

End chapter one.

Next time: Kurama's plan comes to fruition, but now a massive power vacuum has appeared with Kizashi's death. Who shall fill it? And how will Kurama herself fulfill her promise to Naruto for a sister AND find an appropriate present for his birthday?