Over time, Project Kr got used to his new roommate.

Naruto wasn't very talkative whenever the doctors were around. He gave plenty of facial expressions but he never let a sound leave his lips whenever they tried an experiment on him. No words, no screams, not even whimpers, and at times he wouldn't even blink. (he concluded this by the many complaints the scientists voiced throughout the day) Sometimes when they moved the shock levels past sixteen then the blond would grind his teeth but that would be all. The clone was, in all honesty, sometimes in awe at the fact, as the scientist grew more and more frustrated by the lack of response.

Naruto was dubbed as Project Revolution or for short Project R as his biological makeup had traces of alien energy that could apparently turn into weapons of an elemental kind. Or so the scientists believed. They didn't talk about where Naruto came from so Project Kr wasn't sure if Project R was lab made or not but he did know that they wanted whatever he held in him.

They just couldn't get to it.

It seemed nothing they did could draw out the unexplained energy force they could detect inside the other. And the blue eyed male seemed to glow from that fact as his smirk grew smugger and smugger at each attempt. The Cadmus scientists wouldn't be so easily defeated however and they grew more and more restless to get it right.

They divided their attention between the two which also drove off the heat from the clone and for that he was grateful. He guessed it was due to the fact they needed him to "grow" and though they did measure his body movements and development there was nothing that could be done until he was fully mature. He wasn't sure what that meant completely yet but he stayed in his "slumber" for longer periods of time so Project Kr counted that as a win.

Naruto on the another hand was in "full development".

The scientists were both fascinated and frustrated with this fact. Each day they tried something new, something different, and yet they never stood too close to the pod. Turns out that whatever Naruto was, he was dangerous. So much so that new recruits had to be constantly reminded by the seniors to not pass the safety line which was taped a good foot around the blond.

Project Kr, often heard them move back and forth from his pod and the other's yet the steps sound less sure, less safe whenever they were assigned to his roommate. It made him wonder why the clone didn't think Naruto was by any means threatening. Yet the scientists feared him, in their own quiet way.

He sometimes was tempted to open his eyes to see what they really did but knew not to. He didn't want to give away his slumber for what it really was.

At night- or what he thought was night. Project Kr understood the concept of time but he couldn't keep track of it, not when he never needed to- Naruto came to life. He seemed to enjoy talking the clone's ear off. He spoke of many things- his ninja training, his many colorful friends, the hobbies he used to do, the flavor of his favorite foods, - and he seemed to be convinced that he actually lived those moments. Actually believed he was Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze. The other also refused to be called Project R and demanded that the superman clone used his name.

He almost seemed normal.

But the genomorphs on top of his pod were force feeding him images just like Project Kr, so those memories were lies. They weren't real. The training he had were downloaded software, the colorful friends were programmed droids, the hobbies were just guiding books planted in his head and he had probably never even had food before just like the superman clone.

Nothing Naruto believed he experienced was real. The other experiment didn't seem to understand that, not even when the scientist mocks him about it. Not even when Kr lashed out at him some nights, where his body ached from the pain of the experiments he went through during the day. The blond would just hum, then start talking to "Kurama" once he realized that once again Project Kr would not verbally continue the conversations.

Naruto claimed that Kurama was a giant nine tailed fox which was sealed within him the day he was born. At first, they hadn't been very friendly with each other but after the Fourth Shinobi War, the two were now brothers. He said all this with a wide cheerful smile, his laugh lines pulling around his eyes so easily.

Sometimes, Kr felt bad for the other. Not only was he tortured daily but he was out of his mind as well, so far in fact that he created a voice in his head.

Other times he hated how persistent he was. Naruto took it upon himself to make the clone his friend. He would at times teach him bits and pieces of Japanese's- "Kakashi means scarecrow! He was my teacher, you know? Good old one eye Scarecrow" - and it was interesting to learn he wouldn't lie. The only language imprinted into his head was English so sometimes it felt like school to him.

Naruto would try telling jokes, each starting out with "a ninja did this one time" and for some reason, they would lead to a hilarious story about Naruto's so called old friends. Project Kr's favorites were of "Bushy Brow" but he would never admit it.

The thing though that really got to the clone were Naruto's attempts of naming him of all things. "Everyone has a name. Not something that they are, but something that they are called. Kurama is the Kyuubi back home but I would never call him that after learning his name kid. You need a name. So how about... Isamu?"

"Ken?"

"Ryuunosyke?"

"Kiyoshi?"

"Takeshi?"

"Kou?

Each new night the other had a new name for him to try out but since Project Kr never said full out yes to any of them the blond would hum as if though he understood that the clone did not like them and proclaim "Ok I'll get a better one for you tomorrow and you'll love it, believe it!" The clone hated the

The clone hated the warmth that burned in his chest at each one. He felt weak and stupid for wanting one so badly and sometimes he wondered what those names meant. Naruto had been clear on saying it was a tradition back home to have a special meaning in names- it was in memory of someone else that had fallen out in the field or a way to have good luck upon the child.- he often times heard the blond mumbled about that name not fitting him.

That the kid needed a name to show how strong or amazing he really was. Then he would screw his face up like he bite into a lemon and growls something in Japanese to Kurama. Project Kr noticed that the blond tended to switch between languages often and he wondered if the ones said in English were meant for him to hear or not.

The clone grew used to it, though and would ignore the other to fall back into his dreams. He refused to admit to dreaming of the place Naruto spoke so fondly and wishful of. A place surrounded by trees, ninjas jumping upon the roofs and five stones faces watching over the village. It sounded like nothing the genomorphs could show him and he liked that. It was almost like he could live there too.

He imaged himself walking along dirt roads, looking for a ramen shop Naruto spoke so often about. He paused as a shadow flew past him and Jr...or maybe Isamu...lifted his head to look up. He would be left breathless by the ninjas that ran to and fro among the roofs for a few seconds then shrug his shoulders cause he was used to seeing them. Then he would continue on his way. His raven locks would bounce with each step as his best friend Bushy Brow complete about the latest homework assignment they had. The guy would go off again and again of how much he hated algebra like Isamu and-

"There are three intruders in the base." Naruto's voice sliced through his dream like a hot blade through butter. It was so sudden that the clone was a bit disorientated. He turned confused eyes to his roommate half annoyed for the random outburst and half curious to see what Kurama was saying this time.

He wasn't expecting to find what he did.

For once Naruto didn't look friendly. Project Kr was stunned by the serious deadly stare the blond was throwing at the door. The blue eyes were cold, in a way that made them almost seemed to be glowing in a demonic matter. His mouth was set in of a frown with the corners of his lips pulled almost into a snare. It was kind of terrifying to see and he finally learned why the scientists were scared to go near him.

Despite all the restraints, despite the fact he was only a head, despite the fact he was podded, Naruto looked every bit his true name. Project R, the weapon, was prepared to kill. The clone could feel the cold preparation all the way from his pod and the promise of a battle roaring around the air of the other. This he knew, was the mysterious power Cadmus wanted.

This was the experiment they spent months on before they placed Project R into his room. This was the true nature of his roommate, a living weapon. Kr almost forgot to think of him as such because of how the other acted. It felt like he had been slapped back into reality, force to see what the other really was.

" Intruders?" The clone asked a slight hoarse tone in his voice. He hadn't spoken in weeks and using his voice felt odd but he didn't care about it. Not now. This was serious. If what the other said was true then their home was being attacked. He needed to prove his purpose now. He was created to fight off any attacks that came his way. "There are intruders here?"

The room lights were off like usual but he didn't miss the way the blond's nod, eyes intense at the sliding door. Kr felt slight offended that the other didn't verbally answer him but he was too busy wondering if he should trust the other. R was crazy, this he had known for the past weeks they spent together but he was also the only one who treated him like...like he mattered beyond being someone's property.

"They're coming this way," Nar- Project R said. He flicked blue eyes briefly to lock with darker ones before turning them back to the door. There was shouting coming from the hallway, feet pounding on the ground and Project Kr felt his eyes widen. The other was right.

"Play dead" R ordered suddenly, eyes turning blond let his head fall down as if though he was unconscious. His super hearing picked up the slowing breath and heartbeat of the other and Project K worried his roommate really did pass out.

Before Project Kr could say or do anything to make sure the other experiment was alright the door of their room opeaned and three male teenagers clad in bright tights rushed in slamming it close behind them. The clone froze for a bit before slamming his eyes closed.

What was happening?