Five Years After Kyuubi Attack

"Kuso!" the child thought, panting as he frantically darted around the little alcove. Here he was, a measly five years of age, yet had almost died more than a hundred times. Not ten minutes ago he was walking away from a dango shop, yet again dejected after daring to try to feed his demonic little body. He had been chased away by the broom-wielding, though usually kind, old lady, after trying to purchase some food. He hadn't eaten for nearly two days,the last time was when the kind old man with the white-and-red robes with the awesome hat bought ramen for him.

This was the Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, leader of Konohagakure, the Village Hidden in the Leaves. He was a kind old man, beloved by all, but none more than his adoptive grandson, Uzumaki Naruto, a young orphan boy, and, coincidentally, Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi, the Nine Tailed Fox.

Naruto was currently running from the small, but no less vicious group of villagers, that were playing the ever-fun game of 'Hunt the Fox,' a common past time of the more ignorant and prejudiced people who inhabited Konoha. He had been cornered in an alleyway not far from Ichiraku Ramen, one of the only shops that would service him. The few others being the Akimichi's various restaurants, where they would often give him some leftover food and change from the day's work. The only other friendly shop was Higurashi Weapons, run by a bear of a man, Saito Higurashi, who sometimes let him shelter there in the rain or cold, while giving him hot cups of tea,and letting him play with his daughter, TenTen.

Out of the blue, several men, with a single woman, one with strangely pink hair entered the alleyway. Without preamble,they began the nights work. The alley way was soon splattered in a collection of blood, skin, and bone fragments. Skin was cut, shaved off, and bruised. Bones were shattered, splintered, and crushed. His eyes were even even gouged out by his own fingers, having been cut off early in the 'festivities.'

Still, they were not done. The worst part came when several men, drunk beyond what was proper in public, started to unzip their pants. But all throughout, he stayed silent, blood and tears dripping off his face. Conscious, because the Kyuubi's chakra would have it no different. After they finished violating his young, emacicated body, they left him there, slipping into unconsciousness, sanity on its last legs.

Hospital, 4:59 AM, October 12

Cerulean blue eyes, now free of the blood that once coated them, opened slowly, witnessing nothing, ears hearing nothing, body feeling nothing. His mind, however, was an entirely different story. Thoughts raced through his mind, replaying the eye opening encounter from minutes before.

Flashback

Red slitted eyes peered into dead blue ones, considering his options. The Kyuubi No Kitsune was a heartless beast, but not mindless. His kind were revered as monsters by the puny ningen, but there was one rule that none broke. You never harm the pregnant females, or children. Witnessing what those people did disgusted even him.

Yet they called him a demon.

Even in the minutes the gigantic demon had been lying there, impossible not to see, considering he was five stories tall and glowing. He considered what the gaki in front of him was doing. Realization struck him like a hammer.

"So they've broken your mind, have they? Well we'll have to do something about that!" Crimson eyes flashed and great fangs gleamed in the red light. "I know, we'll just have to turn that to your advantage gaki! You can thank me later. Ha!"

A red liquid, reminiscent of blood, only glowing, surrounded the motionless child, still showing no reaction to the outside world, trapped in dreams of darkness. As the glow began to start piercing the far walls of the sewer-like mindscape, beginning to even eclipse the glow from the best itself, the boy shafted back into reality, not as a child, as many works expect, but an intelligent, strong, playful, but serious person, but above all, calm. A human being seemingly trapped in a body far too young for its mind.

"Ah, Kyuubi, if that is even your real name, I thought I would meet you, just not so soon." Naruto seemed to glance around, appraising his surroundings, as the giant chakra-being lay silent, seemingly waiting for his container to make a motion, or too stunned to make a response. "Huh... Almost expected the sewer look, considering my expiriences. Pity though, looks like I'll have to change that." With a simple snap of his fingers, and a wave of his hand, much like a wizard might, the room went blank, then shapes formed.

Windows appeared first, them shelves containing blank books, lamps on small tables appearing in the now-office sized room, the cage containing the Kyuubi appearing as one of the many paintings on the walls, offering a view reminiscient of a TV screen to the beast. A large mahogany desk soon appeared, before it clicked with the Kyuubi. It was the Hokage's Office!

The beast was stunned. First, the child asked for his name, albiet in a roundabout fashion, the first to do so... EVER. Not his previous containers, not the accursed Uchiha, Madara, nor even the man who sealed him and his bretheren away, Senju Hashirama.

Then, of all things, he comepletely refashioned his mindscape, something which took him years of constant meditation to accomplish, stopping only to hunt and relive himself.

He grinned once he was over his surprise. "So you figured out what I am huh gaki? You're certainly not a stupid nungen after all... This might be bearable if you keep entertaining me like this. How does it feel to be fractured, but whole? I've never expirienced it myself so I'm quite curious.

"Hmm now that you mention it, I do feel quite strange... Interesting." They were silent for a few moments, one scrutinizing himself, the other perring out through the bard of his cell, awaiting a reaction. "I feel..."

"Strong? Smart? Self assured? All of the above?" The red eyes flashed in the near darkness, the glow having faded substantially since the mebtak transformation of the only human present. "I must take credit for that, gaki. I felt quite sor-"

He was cut off quite abruptly by an angry presence filling the air. "What were you about to say? Because I am quite sure you weren't about to say you felt sorry for me, now were you? You might be a millennia old demon, but I want no one's pity."

The Kyuubi was shocked, then pleased, it seems like his container took no shit from nobody. "Well then, ningen, it seems like you don't lack a backbone... In that case key me offer you a deal."

The boy looked up sharply, suddenly wary of him. "A deal? Hmmm. What do you have, being locked up, that i could possibly want hm?" He quirked an eyebrow at the kitsune, awaiting a response.

The Kyuubi, faking anger, soon thundered, "Watch what you say boy! I could destroy you by breathing too hard." He focused all his killing intent of the man-child in front of him. Naruto quickly fell to his knees, unable to take the pressure off the aura given off. He crumpled, but did not back down. The ungodly pressure soon abated, allowing him to look up into the grinning face if the Kyuubi. "Good. You have earned a small bit if my respect this night. Not many can withstand my full might as well as you. As for the deal, I give you access to amounts of my chakra, as well an information about your bloodline and any possible ones you may hold. Before you ask me, what you can offer me, I would have access to your senses, I can hear and see through your eyes and ears, but I miss the feeling of grass underneath my paws, the smell of fear on prey, and you can give me that." His voice took on a pained tone towards the end, but returned to near-demanding at the end of his little rant.

Naruto frowned, considering the fox's words. "I see. Hmmm, this is an interesting prospect, one that sounds quite beneficial to the both of us. How do I go about doing this?" Naruto, with his new mental capabilities, was by no means stupid, but knew, that no being as proud as the Nine Tailed Freaking Fox would lower themselves to speak as pasionately about such a subject if they didn't mean it. Master Tricksters? Yes. Too proud for their own good? Yes.

"Tear off a portion of the seal, about the size of a shuriken," Replied the Kyuubi. Naruto stepped up to the faux painting and tore the bottom right of the seal, causing an influx of energy to be released. As Naruto slowly started to drift away, to the world of the living once again, the fox left him with one last message... "One last thing ningen, the answer to your question is... Kurama...

Hospital 5:00 AM October 12

Even as he opened his eyes, the Hokage, along with two of the usually hidden ANBU, Inu and Neko, rushed into the room, coming to a stop next to the mummy-like Naruto, wrapped in bandages as he was. "Naruto! Are you okay?!?!" Inu, with his distinctive shock of white hair, shouted at him. The aged Kage and the purple-haired female ANBU fell silent, their similar greeting dying in their throats, not wishing to crowd the young, injured, blonde.

The blonde junchuriki lazily waved a hand, which he shouldn't have been able to, his tendons being nearly cut through nights prior. "Never better," he replied, slightly seriously, partially sarcastically. All took note of the cold steely eyes he but held, as opposed to the normally bright blue they usually were. The three gasped in unison. His eyes. They were back in!

He waved the same hand again, noting the discomfort the movement brought him. "Don't worry. The Kyuubi helped heal me. I should be out of this place within a few days." They all sighed I unison. The blonde they cared for would be alright.

The Kyuubi?!?! They ask shouted, after actually listening to him.

"Yeah. By the way Jiji, if anyone tries to hurt me...

I'll kill them."