Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto or anything else I'm throwing into this story. It would be nice if I did, but then I wouldn't be in the business of writing, would I?

Author Notes-

I incline you to Review, as your words help me make corrections and be able to keep shelling out decent stories, but you don't have to.

Future Warnings- there will be gore/ blood/ abuse/ torture/ swearing/ adult situations/ character deaths, character bashings, and other stuff that I can't think off at the moment.

Final note….hmm been awhile…been busy…..and no, I'm not abandoning my fics either…..also had most of this chapter done, haven't gotten around to finishing it yet, though. A bit smaller, but the next chapter will be longer. Look forward to Alternative and Guardian getting an update as well.

Places-[Yo.]

Thoughts-'yo'

Telepathy / thought-speech-{Yo.}

Human / Basic speech-"Yo."

Demon / Alien speech "Yo."

After Thoughts:

[Last Time:]

Below Konohagakure's walls and attached to its sewer systems, a massive generator restarted itself after a century of stasis and started the systems attached to it, most notably revitalizing and melting a frozen, black colored nightmare wrought of madness, the enraged screams of a monster from the blackest parts of space could be heard echoing through the tunnels as she gave birth to her children, and her parasitic brood was then taken from her for the another purpose other than her own............

Anko smiled to herself as she and Kurenai sprinted after their charge, both setting a relatively slow pace for a Jonin as their blond 'brother' bounced around like a demented rabbit on steroids, his steps light on the tips of his feet as he continued to transverse the buildings, roofs, and back alleys of Konoha like his own personal jungle gym. They followed behind him as he continued to 'play', his feet crunching on concrete as he landed on a roof, only to launch himself with his arms wide apart and palms open, before snagging a flag pole as he spun around it several times before curling his body closer to it and land with his feet to the side and hanging with one hand, his claws digging into the metal slightly, before springing from it and hitting the side of a back alley, then rebounding off its side and back into the air, then landed with a heavy thud, his boots creating a small indent into the roofs wooden thatch before he bound off again, his laughter trailing after himself to his two sisters as they chased after him.

The boy was in a hurry, but was playful in his gait, and his joy was result of not only spending the day with his sisters, but also due to the visiting of several others this day that were beloved in his heart.

The closest one of said persons they were traveling to the Uchiha district to visit 'Motoko-Nee-sama'. She lived the farthest away from them compared with the others, but Naruto loved visiting her, nearly considering her another sister, and when his own mother was away, an aunt.

They finally caught up to the blond about a block away from the compound, but after catching up and taking notice of his gaze, they immediately stopped. The blond was crouched over his legs, balancing lightly on his heals as he stared down at the districts front gates, ears twitching before laying flat against the sides of his head as his eyes narrowed down into thin slits, even as they lightly flickered between gold and crimson before changing back to his normal deep cerulean, fangs bared from a partially open mouth as the small blond growled lightly, before his legs uncoiled and he launched himself to the street, his landing creating several moving cracks from the impact before standing back up and making his way through to the gates, nodding to both female Uchiha on guard at the gate, even as both smiled back. Kurenai and Anko followed after him, concern etched on their faces at the blonds' foul mood, which only increased after he spotted the clan head strolling towards them, a smirk on his face, but trailing off as he caught site of the small blond glaring at him, his fangs slightly barred, tail twitching aggressively behind him, and ears set flat against the sides of his head. The glare continued even after the man walked past, a growl rumbling from the blond's throat before making his towards the very home the man exited.

He continued his slightly muted growl, but grew increasingly louder the further inside the house thy traveled, before he was nearly snarling, rage etched across his face, fangs tipped outside his mouth, and his eye's flickering from blue to gold as he stalked through the house the increasing scents of blood and the sounds of terrified, pained sobs and whimpers ghosting across his ears. After nearing tearing off the door its hinges, he quickly made his way towards the bruised and battered form of his Motoko-nee-chan, wrapping his arms around the sobbing women as she buried her face into his chest, her fingers clutching his shirt while his tail gently stroked her back, even and Anko and Kurenai offered their own support in the way of gentle embraces. The rage he felt buried itself under the surface of his mind, simmering and seething, but held back by concern and love as he looked over her, his eyes tracing the now purpling bruises that mocked her beautiful face, following the shallow cut near her forehead and the corner of her mouth that lay caked with dried blood, along with the fingerlike bruising around her throat, as well as her disheveled appearance and the tears pouring from her eyes.

Her sorry state incensed him, but there was little he could do, considering it was her husband's doing. Considering he was clan head and a member of the council, little could be done around her treatment, unless it interfered with her duties of immediate health. He knew already, having brought it before his mother when he came over to play and found her in a similar state several months ago, who took it the council, but they simply stated it was a clan matter, and the punishments that the clan head handed out were their own to supervise and thus had little jurisdiction. And the fucker knew it, the blond seethed, as he always stopped short of disabling her, or going farther than her medical training could mend on its own.

They held her for several more minutes before her tears abated, and then stepped back and she calmed and then rand her hands over her body, glowing with green healing chakra as the bruises faded and the dried blood flaked off and left her healed, but downtrodden. A a ghost of a smile returned when Naruto hugged her, and she tensely returned it, before getting to her feet and rearranging her clothing to make herself presentable before leaving with the rest of them. Not a word was spoken between the four of them, but there was little than could be.

The small group made their way to the hospital, Naruto grinning as he intertwined his fingers with Motoko's, the motion causing a slight swing to their joined arms, before increasing the amount of swing as speed, turning it into a slight game, bring a smile to both their faces. The made excellent time making their way to the hospital, but stopped as Naruto played slightly with the automatic doors, jumping in between them when they started closing only to laugh and step back out as they re-opened, before pouting as Motoko scooped him up after several tries while the blond darted around her, her smile becoming more genuine as he laughed, ears and tail twitching in time with the small bodied laugh's escaping his mouth. She struggled with the slightly ticklish blond, trying to hold him as he squirmed around from her, trying to escape the iron grip her hands and arms held him in, but causing little more than havening his sensitive ears and tail brushed lightly with her fingers as he struggled. He eventually broke free, before dropping to all four's and speeding off like a hunted fox, starling several nurses as they watched the small blond launch himself over a trolley bed, ducked underneath a trolley carrying medical supplies, back flipped over another bed, and then dodge between their legs and laugh as he was chased after by his companions.

They were able to track him for several minutes, but lost him as he dodged around a corner. They all blinked as the discovered the hallway branched off in several directions, before taking their own routs after the elusive little fox. They met up ten minutes later at the reception area, having doubled back. They felt their eye twitch in slight annoyance as they found him, happily grinning while a pair of arms encircled around his legs, his arms wrapped around a blond, heavily busted women's neck wearing a green jacket with the Kanji for gambling on its back, her hair done into a pair of low ponytails. his tail waving behind him in excited glee while he looked on as Shizune gave her report to her mentor and director of the hospital, Tsunade of the Sannin, who held Naruto up with her left arm around the small blonde's legs, while her other hand held a clipboard with several medical charts she studied intently.

Tsunade turned back to them, her familiar smirk on her face as she held the blond, passing the pad back to Shizune before nodding. Her hazel eyes glinted eerily as she studied them, her unoccupied hand on her hip while Naruto batted at one of her ponytails, an intense look of concentration flooding his face.

"Playing games again?" she chided lightly with a small laugh, "One who think that a retired ANBU member and a pair of Chunin could easily catch a child…..hmm?"

"Perhaps, Tsunade, but this is also Naruto we're talking about…..on a good day, sometimes even the ANBU have trouble catching him." Motoko replied back, even as she retrieved the smaller blond from the elder one.

The hospital director laughed at her comments, before making a shooing motion with her hand as turned back to her assistant.

"All right, all right…get out of here and have some fun, and Naruto?"

"Yes Tsunade-nee-chan?" the blond replied innocently.

"You prank anyone today, and I'll tell your mother…"

She didn't need a repeat of the last several times, considering the village believed her as the only other person beside his mother who could control the little bugger (which was true, but they didn't really need to know that) like switching out the ANBU's coffee filters with used underwear scraps. Or dousing the Inuzuka dogs and their owners with distilled liquid catnip essence. Or stealing Anko's Icha Icha book and then questioning his mother about several words and situations in the book, which he repeated back with picture-esq clarity. (Tsunade grimaced at the memory, remembering the face of shock and horror on Kushina's face as little Naruto crawled into her lap, The Icha Icha book held tightly in his small hands, before opening it and asking what "oh, Amanto, harder, faster, fuck me harder!" meant.)

Anko wasn't home for a week, having spend the time running for her life after the irate mother chased after her, swing that dammed sword of hers, as well as fling jutsu and foul curses that a sailor would blush at, all the while Naruto laughing as he watched is mother tear up the village. After catching Anko, she proceeded to tan her hide after dragging her home, and while issuing her punishment, demanding the she either thrown the books away, or seal them up tighter that the fox inside her son. (she liked Icha Icha, but her son didn't need to know about those books until he was in his late teens at the least.) The blond already knew about the kyuubi, his mother telling him the story last year with trepidation and much to their surprise was bouncing off the wall asking excitedly if he got another gifts from it beside the awesome ears and tail.

He grinned, fangs glinting in the sun as he ran and tumbled through the grass, laughter escaping him as Anko caught up to the energetic blond, tackling him to the ground, rolling head over heels several times and landing on her back, the kid held tight with one arm to her chest, the other tickling him mercilessly.

Kurenai smiled from her perch on a branch, before dropping to the grass below, making her way towards the now wrestling pair with a sedate pace and a smile on her face. Motoko smiled as she watched to two of them as well.

Anko twitched as Naruto struggled in her grip as she finally pinned him to the ground, an errant breeze wafting its way across the clearing Naruto froze, his ears twitching and pupils darting around, before his face scrunched up cutely in slight confusion. Anko raised an eyebrow at his inquisitive behavior, before yelping as the blond buried his feet into her stomach and launched himself from her grip, freeing himself before landing in a crouch on all fours.

"Naruto-kun?....What? What is it....?" Anko questioned, growing worried as the blond continued to ignore her in favor of what ever had captured his attention to the east, before he dug his claws into the earth and sped off towards the forest, with the three shocked kunoichi following. They had never seen him act like this, and it bothered them. Naruto could become angry and irritated, that was true, but he seemed, driven, suspicious, this time.

They caught up to him a few hundred meters into the forest, crouched on the ground on his hind legs, claws dug into the ground as his tail lashed behind him in curiosity, slitted eyes staring intently at three large, sphere-shaped, black sacs lathered with icker and slime, sat against a tree.

Naruto was approaching the spheres cautiously, carefully setting each of his clawed appendages in front of himself, head low to the ground and slitted eyes focused on the objects as he slunk closer, as if stalking an invisible prey.

"Naruto......" Kurenai warned gently as the blond tapped on of the spheres with a claw tipped finger when he was within reach, before quickly backing off several feet, before moving back towards it and tapping it again thoughtfully, a small trail of slime traveling back with it. Satisfied, Naruto placed both hands against the object, before blinking as he felt something, 'thumb', through his hands. Tilting his head to the side in curiosity, the part Kitsune placed his head against the side of the black object, before blinking in surprise as he turned to his sisters.

"Hey, Hey! Kurenai-nee-chan, come here! This thing, its got a heartbeat!"

His excited comment left the three Kunoichi stumped. They glanced nervously at one another, before Anko and Kurenai moved their way towards the boy, Anko's hand drifting upwards into her trench coat sleeves for her knives, while Kurenai's own tapped against the kunai pouch at her side, while Motoko stayed back a few yards as she activated her sharingan, the three black megatama in each eye slowly rotating as her hand drifted to her lower back. They were generally where not this paranoid in their own village, but the situation in front of them was screaming so much WRONG that they were subconsciously preparing for the worst, even if the situation didn't look like it was dangerous.

That and the small blond they were tensely making their way towards had this mistaken belief that dangerous things were actually fun to play with.

Like three weeks ago when Anko had snuck the boy off to the forbidden forest with her for the day, and spent the rest of it protecting him from a pack of house sized tigers that he'd pissed off by tugging on their tails when they were sleeping. And the little brat though it was funny, laughing his ass off the entire time they spent hiding and running from the bastards.....at least until Kurenai found them and sent the bastard cats into a coma with one of her nastier genjutsu's in her collection. They hadn't gone back since.

Kurenai was closest to the spheres when one of them split open at the top, and then pealed backwards, with four petal like tips, looking not unlike a bulbous, slime covered dark flower in appearance now. She noticed that it was actually hollow, with a sickly, chalky white inner coating. Kurenai warily looked down it, keeping a slight distance, her eyes narrowing as, something, moved around inside it. Naruto was now sitting on his hunches near her legs, a curious look on his face as her studied her face. She smiled at hem, her eyes only leaving the sacs for a brief second.

"Kurenai!" Motoko screamed at her before something cam hurtling at her face, launched from inside the sac..........

[Motoko's view point]

The Uchiha matriarch narrowed her eyes as they recorded the small chakra spike form the sac, and as she examined it closer, noticed multiple lines of thin chakra running through it, before they pulled themselves into a small, crab-like shape, quickly becoming saturated with the chakra.

"What in the hell?" she thought as Kurenai stepped towards the sac, before screaming out a warning towards her as the thing inside of it propelled itself outwards, aimed at her face. Motoko cursed under her breath as he hands were half way through a Katon Jutsu. She stopped in shock as a blond, furry tail slammed into the thing sideways and sent it sprawling away from the Jounin's, before it jerked back as Anko nailed it to the tree behind it with three kunai, the body twitching.

It had nine, spindly, finger-like legs flailed around its upper half, while a long, rat-like tail twisted and whipped around beneath it. Pinkish sacs pulsed like miniature lungs at its sides, while a tube-like mouth poked out from the middle of it's body. Yellow blood seeped from the wounds, but the trio of kunoichi watched in slight curiosity as the blood ate away at the tree, the kunai wounding it, and even the creatures own body, both smoking and melting as the blood made quick work of the body, even as Motoko's Sharingan recorded it all.

"Acidic blood?! What the fuck is that thing!" her eyes tracked towards another chakra burst, and they widened in horror as another pod opened itself up like a deadly flower.

Right beside Naruto's head.

Naruto turned his head towards the sound, and he curiously stuck his head over the rim. He watched as what looked like a tail uncurled itself from around a milky white ball, even as his head was jerked back by a terrified Kurenai.

He barley felt the tug as another of the things jumped towards him and attached itself to his face, before what felt like a rope winded itself around his neck, his hands reaching up towards his face to pry it off, before the rope around his neck tightened, and he lost consciousness amid his name being screamed by his sisters.........

Author notes:

To: chm01: A bit of both, actually, but feel free to speculate as you wish.

To: KnightStriker: Thank you for the vote of confidence. I killed Kakashi because I felt like it, and I jump the fence on if I like the silver haired shinobi or not. Depends on how a Fanfic is written and he is portrayed by the author. But, have to admit I'm taking a shine to the bastard

Kakashi portrayal though. Plus, Kushina and her son..... teeth rotting, adorably sweet, aren't they? If she was alive in the series, I would really pray that she would act as such. And making her partly a badass in the process is fun to.

To: ggit13: You have so many questions for each review, don't you, young one? Ha! Nice going though, you're a curious person and wish to expand your horizons. And your questions are far more interesting than the typical 'Nice. Great Story. Update soon.' I usually get. I too mused that the plushy mother-son moment was fun and cute and oh so fluffy. I've read "Some of Us Have Angels" before I started disliking NaruSaku, so I know that it's a very good write despite the paring, while as for "I'm going to hell for this", I'll look into it, so thanks. As for the Predator hunting grounds and the back story behind it, it will be revealed as the story progresses, so have fun guessing what It could mean, both for Naruto and Konoha. Thanks for the continued patronage of this fic.

To: The Killing Joke: The length of my favored young Kitsune's tail? Hmm.......It'll be long when he reaches adulthood, so making it just a bit longer isn't that much of a hassle. I like the idea! Plus, that's extra reach he can use to strangle his enemies with, hehehe.

To: OBSERVER01: to both question. Yes. And Yes. It won't be until later in the story, but both are a yes.

To: Rashad (): My utmost thanks to you. Along with comments for the Kyuubi and her bloodthirsty, evil, badass nature.