Juubi Naruto

Disclaimer- I, in no way, own Naruto

A/N- I'm so sorry everyone for the huge wait between chapters 6 and 7. I kinda had a lot of work to do, and... well... fanfiction wasn't on the top of my mind. I finally found some time to write this chapter, and I hope I'll be able to do more. I don't plan on abandoning this!

Special shoutout to JiraiyaTheGallant (I've been misprinting his name for a while) for betaing my story. Feel free to check out his profile.

"Normal speech"

Normal thought

"Demonic/summon speech"

Demonic/summon thought

Chapter 6- Calm Before the Storm

"Ryuu! Ryuu! Ryuu! Ryuu!" The thunderous chant repeated itself over and over as the remaining members of the resistance were gathered in a large atrium-like room for a speech from Mei. It wouldn't stop, the shinobi rejoicing over their, or more realistically Naruto's, victory. The atrium was indoors, underground, in the stronghold that they just sucessfully defended.

On a stage in front of the over 700 people stood four figured. Ryuu, Mei, Chojuro, and Ao each gave a small wave as they stepped towards the resistance. Chojuro had a pleased shark-like grin, no doubt the impression given off by his sharp teeth. Ao was Ao, not really bothering to show any emotion past slight annoyance, though he may have been joyful on the would shoot a few sultry smirks at Naruto, who still couldn't stop himself from blushing like a complete fool.

When it came to Naruto's achievements, however, it was no laughing matter. He felt guilty, far more than he should. After all, he had immense power, that of which was only tamed and controlled by one person, the Rikudou-Sennin. If that was true, then how did he let himself get a stick so far up his ass that he let his friend die? It seemed that the 'Naruto' part of him finally had influence, instead of him acting like the impartial, uncaring Juubi.

That didn't mean that the guilt faded. No, he would have to work harder, slay more bad guys, to make sure no one else died a meaningless death. For the first time since the fight was over, the fake Uchiha afforded himself a smile. Yagura was so going to get it.

Mei made a hand motion for the gathered crowd to quiet down. "Quiet down everyone," Ao grumbled forcefully.

The resistance leader gave him a look that read, in Naruto's mind, 'show some emotion... Or I'll kill you.'

Ao silently apologized five times in his head, backing away to stand beside Chojuro.

Mei spoke, "my friends and comrades, today we have achieved an amazing victory. But we have also suffered a terrible loss. Though I believe, that if we all continue to put all of our heart into this cause, we can topple the corrupt leadership of Kiri!" Cheers rose out, mostly wordless, animatistic shouts. They were screams of joy at what was to come.

"We couldn't have had such a decisive victory alone," she added, which was met by a few nods, though there were a couple too full of themselves to realize they would have had to retreat. And a retreat would have forced them to take many years to regroup and gather forces. "For this victory, we have one man to thank, who protected his comrades and struck fear in the hearts of Yagura's men." At the first part of the statement, Naruto hung his head down. He couldn't protect Kiko...

Mei continued, unfazed by Naruto's thoughts. "This man is Uchiha Ryuu, as you probably all know."

Cheers broke out again, the chant of his name resuming even louder than before.

But the leader didn't stop. As she motioned for them to calm down, she said, "And to those of you women who want a strong, capable man. He is NOT available." She said this with such deadly finality that it scared some of the women who were thinking just that.

Groans punctuated the silence following her statement.

So no one could hear, she turned to Naruto and whispered. "I'll see you tonight."

Naruto almost feinted.

He vaguely remembered Mei continuing the speach, but the comment left him dazed.

After a sixteen year life, and an entirnety as a tree (and that was not worth bragging about), he finally had the one thing he'd always wanted, but never had. A date.

When the speach was done, and crowds of women began to tail him, Naruto had went back to room and, no surprises here, fell back asleep. After all, he could hardly make it back to his

room without being swamped by people. Half of him, okay most of him, was about to smash them all into walls, that seemed to do the trick. He reigned his intentions in, instead shoving his way through the admiring crowd. 'Why couldn't it have been like this when I saved Konoha?' he sighed. Then he ammended, 'do I even wan't this many women attacking me?' Fangirls, it made him shudder.

When he awoke from his nap, he looked at the clock in his room. 4:30pm. Wait, did Mei even give him a time? He sighed, contenting himself with getting ready anyways.

He threw on a fancy black kimono, he didn't even know how it got into his room. "Probably Mei-chan," he sighed, annoyed that it looked better than all of his own clothes. At least it fit with his pants that he already wore. He sighed, realizing he should shower fist. So he took off the stupid kimono, showered, and put all of his clothes back on again.

As he opened the door, he was gladdened to see no one was waiting outside to 'ambush' him. As he headed down the hallway to the red-head's quarters, he repeated a mantra in his head. "I can survive a battle... I can survive a date."

Mei was leaning back in her chair, ignoring all the paperwork on her desk. She had ar more important things to think about tonight. After all, she had finally found a young man who could stand up for himself, and he wasn't hard on the eyes either. Granted, the man was pretty generic, but maybe lean with defined muscles was the way to go. She heard knocking on the door, and a smirk spread across her face. 'Tonight is going to be so much fun,' she thought, clearly insinuating something.

"Come in."

And come in he did. Ryuu was looking very sharp in his black kimono, which she gave him. "Whoa..." was all he said.

Why? Well, Mei was hardly wearing any clothes at all, though they covered the important parts. Though it may be slightly cold at night, shinobi were used to it, allowing them to wear pretty much whatever they wanted. Saying she was dressed scandalously probably fit, but it wasn't actually inappropriate. She was covered were she needed to be, but her figure was clearly shown through the light blue dress. It barely reached her knees. No one would have ever considered this beautiful woman to be one of the most powerful kunoichi to ever exist. At least, most people wouldn't. Konoha seemed to have a streak of pretty woman being absurdly strong.

Naruto was no pervert, not in the past and especially not now, but he couldn't deny the directions his thoughts were taking.

"H-hey Mei-chan," he said, fighting back a slight blush.

"Lets go!" she exclaimed happily, walking past Naruto and leaving him speechless.

Later- In the Town

The two of tem were walking through a small town that was about an hour away from their stronghold. Their base was so close because obtaining food and materials was vital, so close proximity was fairly important. At some points throughout their walk, Naruto and Mei would hold hands. Clueless as to what to do, Naruto just let Mei do whatever she wanted. That usually meant giving him odd looks and grabbing his hand, or his shoulder, or touching her hand to his face. At least he was about her height, it would have been really weird for him if he was shorter.

As the state of Kiri was not too good, to put it nicely, the small town mirrored it. Families were torn apart from the rebellion and Yagura's laws, those with bloodlines slaughtered and the rest of their family living in fear. In this town, much of the murder glossed over it, but it did not stop the paranoia from reaching them. After all, many of them were afraid of what their Mizukage would do next, if he already killed many hundreds of innocent shinobi. Like many of Kiri's other island towns, this one had beggars in the street and a bunch of old, some abandoned, shops along the road.

"So this is what the war's done," Naruto broke the silence.

"I prefer to think of it as a revolution, not a war," Mei replied, twirling a lock of her auburn hair. At the 'Uchiha's' puzzled face, she continued, "I don't want a long, drawn out conflict. It would only make things worse."

Naruto mumbled under his breath, "cause that's what happened last time..."

"What'd you say?" Mei returned.

"Nothing."

"Hmm," she stopped turning to a store on the right. It actually, on a closer look, appeared to be a restruant. "This is where we're eating."

"Here?!" Exclaimed her date. "This looks like some run down, old place that doesn't even serve food."

"Don't judge a book by its cover, Ryuu-kun. You tought me that." She smiled at him 'I have to get married soon, before I grow older...'

"Ehh?" He said at her creepy look.

"Oh, nothing." She grabbed his arm and led him to the restaurant. "Say, how do you like Sushi?"

Dinner wasn't anything special. Naruto, though a bit nervous, had opened up by the end of their date. Well, he opened up as much as it made sense to, hiding his identity and all. Thankfully, Mei didn't pressure him whatsoever about him being the jinchuuriki of Kyuubi, as he said he was. In fact, she hardly pressured him at all. By the end of the dinner, she was resting her head on Naruto's shoulder.

"I had a fun night Mei-chan."

She gave him a sultry smile. "Who said it has to end now? There's a hotel a block away."

Naruto's cheeks turned so red that his mother, all the way back in Konoha, stifled a sneeze. "I-I think that's a great idea."

"Check please," the very attractive kunoichi called.

It suffices to say that they had a very fun night.

Konoha- four days later

Naruto was beyond bored. Unlike his counterpart back in Kiri, this Naruto still didn't care much for anything. After the academy was over for the day, he would take long walks around the village and sit atop of his father's head on the Hokage Monument. As a clone, he didn't know anything about the events occurring in Kiri, but he did know what was coming up. He heard his father's mumbles, often late at night, where he'd come home and complain about the Uchiha. It may be happening later than before, though it was happening all the same.

The sad thing is, he didn't think he could be troubled by the tragedy occurring. He would have opted to save them all had it impacted him in some way, or if it spurned those who made his past life hell. See, this Naruto didn't particularly like the Akatsuki, at all, and he really wanted each and every one, except possibly Nagato, to burn at the stake. Well, that was if he could put in the effort to do something.

At this particular time, he was enjoying a quiet walk on the way home. It was around eight, the time his parents had expected him home. He did actually love his family, the need for a family was one of the things that persisted from his other life. Thus, he followed their rules, talked at the dinner table, played with his sister, and they let him be the same brooding, bored, arrogant kid that he'd become. Little did he know that he already changed. He even went on a date... And this clone wouldn't in a million years.

He opened the door to the Hokage Mansion. "Hey, I'm home."

"Naru-kun!"

"Naruto-nii!"

Two voices called simultaneously from the kitchen. The first belonged to Kushina Uzumaki, a pretty woman with scarlet red hair and a beautifully flawless face. The second was from his sister. In his opinion, she was dressed like a kunoichi to be, not that he'd admit that she looked it. Natsumi looked exactly like a younger version of Kushina, and the elder Uzumaki hadn't really changed much since her genin days, other than height, 'features', and overall maturity.

"Sup guys. I had a long day. Got any food?"

The Kyuubi jinchuuriki rolled her eyes. "You didn't do anything! You don't even train! All you do is just walk around all day and act exhausted, then sleep like Shikamaru."

"See, the Naras know what's going on," Naruto replied pointedly.

Kushina decided to intervene before this got out of hand, as usual. Killing intent pierced the air as she took an authoritative, and slightly demoic, tone "Natsumi, stop bugging your brother. Naruto! Stop trying to fail the tests at the academy. Go ask your father to train you in something."

"Sorry Kaa-san," they both mumbled.

"Sit down and enjoy my delicious ramen dinner," she smiled at Naruto. 'Or you're grounded,' were the words that went unsaid.

Silently, Naruto sat down and watched the two women scoop ramen into their mouthes like they had nearly died of starvation. He suddenly found his formerly favorite food far less appealing. As purely chakra, he technically didn't have to eat, but he had yet to go more than a day or two without eating at all.

The front door opened just as the three were about to finish up.

"Tou-san!" Natsumi shouted, immediately jumping up and running to give him a hug. Naruto could see that his father was clearly tired. His hair was messed up, more so than usual, and his eyes seemed unfocused, staring off into space. The redhead child released him from her grasp, letting him hang up his robe and hat on hooks.

Minato and Natsuma walked back to the table, sitting down. Kushina slid him a bowl of ramen, leaving him to murmur, "ramen... really? You'd think it gets old."

"What was that?" Kushinsa whispered dangerously in his ear.

"N-nothing Kushi-chan!"

"cough, whipped, cough," Naruto coughed under his breath.

The former jinchuuriki glared at her son, who was busy staring off into space. In a finality that only she could command, she said, "nobody will make any more of these comments at the table. Understood?" She was met with nods. "Now, Mina-kun, why don't you tell us about your day."

Minato tentatively ate a forkfull of ramen, thinking it as snakes in his head. When he registered what his wife was saying, he put his fork down and yawned. "It was boring Hokage stuff, nothing you guys would want to hear."

Natsumi groaned. "But there haaaaas to be something interesting, Tou-san."

"Yeah," Naruto added. "What happened with that Uchiha stuff you talk about."

"I do not talk about that! It's classified information!" Everyone raised an eyebrow in argument, making him hang his head down. "Fine, there was this really weird thing that I found out about yesterday."

He continued, brushing a stray strand of golden hair from his eyes. The entire family, even Kushina, was silent in interest. "This man, Ryuu Uchiha, is not really an Uchiha. Nor is his name likely Ryuu. A few moths ago, a rebellion began in Kiri, and he became involved a few days ago. He killed over two thousand of Yagura's men, then afterwards he still stuck with his cover. We haven't had an Uchiha leave the village since Madara, and none of them are named Ryuu."

"Weird," supplied Naruto, hiding an amused smirk. Why on earth had he chosen to use the name Uchiha as cover?

"Whoa," Natsumi added. "He must be like super-powerful. Like you, Tou-san!"

"And what happened then, Mina-kun?"

The Hokage took a breath, preparing to answer his wife. "When asked how he did it, he claimed to be the jinchuuriki of Kyuubi."

Naruto facepalmed.

His sister exploded with a loud "What!"

Kushina mirrored her daughter.

"Yeah, yeah, it's an odd development to say the least. Not many people go around winning wars then claiming to be someone they aren't. This Ryuu Uchiha is an enigma, and I don't know if he is a threat to our village or not. I'm going to leave tomorrow morning on a trip, it won't be more than a week, but I need to find out more for myself. The last thing Konoha needs is another super-powered Madara Uchiha running around and screwing everything up."

Naruto stood up. "I'm going to my room." No one questioned the boy, he often prefered to be left alone when he got like that. As soon as he made the proclamation, he didn't wait for an answer, walking passively out of the room, hiding his inner annoyance at his real self.

Minato sighed at his son's odd personality. He certainly didn't get it from Kushina's side, so that meant he was at fault. "So, Natsu-chan, how's training with your mother?"

"Kaa-san is evil, and I still can't even draw out a full tail of chakra."

"You're eight, honey," Minato sighed. "Nobody expects you to have full control of the most powerful Bijuu."

Natsumi stood up too. "I'm tired. Good night."

That left the two adults, the blond still toying with his fork while Kushina had finished all of her ramen. "Well, Minato-kun, I know about the Uchiha incident that is quickly approaching."

"You do?" He was openly surprised, but upon thinking about it, it wasn't too surreal. Even his son knew something was up, but then again Naruto was extremely observant, more so than a number of the genin that graduated recently.

She leaned closer. "I can't believe that you're letting Itachi-kun kill his entire clan for the sake of Danzo's beliefs. An uprising? Mikoto-chan in an uprising?"

The feeling of the room suddenly grew far darker. "I have to do what's right for the village."

"Even if that means leaving while Itachi's slaughters his clan to chase some wild rumor about some Uchiha."

"Even if I have to chase after an imposter while you fill in for me."

Three days later

An army of 750, they had picked up some recently, was walking outside down a small path. They travelled in rows, four wide, headed by a sexy woman with auburn hair down to her knees, a spiky haired man with an eyepatch, a boring brown-haired civilian, and a boyish swordsman with spiky teeth. They were the official and unofficial leaders of the resistance, respectively Mei Terumi, Ao, Ryuu Uchiha, and Chojuro.

Mei had given them a speech before leaving, assuming that they would encounter the enemy soon.

Sure enough, as the reached the desolated site where the previous fight took place, they saw the enemy. Like a bunch of black figures over the horizon, Yagura's men were far more numerous, over 8,000, bumps under the treeline. The site of the first battle reminded Naruto all too much of his failure.

The two armies approached each other cautiously, so they could get within shouting distance, both tensely awaiting orders from the commanders. The resistance fanned out, now only two deep, covering their entire side.

"Yagura!" Naruto shouted.

"Ryuu," the man replied, his voice quieter but it carried better. The two continued walking towards each other, standing no more than 50 meters apart.

"You have something of mine, and I'd very much like it back."

"Is that so?" The boy-like Kage chuckled.

"And you have hurt these people for far too long," he added, just to back up his morals. Even Mei could not stop this war now, with all her sweet talking.

He smirked, pulling a long hooked staff with a flower on one end from a strap on his back. "Well, what are we waiting for?"

A/N- Thanks for sticking with me! I know I'm an unfaithful updater, especially with my other stories, but I hope you accept this chapter as an apology.

So, Minato is coming to the fight, and the Naruto back in Konoha may/may not be involved in the massacre.

Don't forget to review!

Stay troublesome,

~Waffles