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What would have happened if the Kyuubi was in fact, female? What if she had been protective of Naruto and not just to save her own life? What would life have been like for Naruto if he had NOBODY to love him as a child; not Kakashi, not Iruka, not the rookie nine, nor even Konohamaru or the Third Hokage? What if he turned out much different than he did? What if Naruto's dream was very different from merely becoming the Hokage? What if he wasn't just the idiotic, hyperactive ninja he is usually seen as? What if, in fact, he WAS the monster everybody thought him to be?

Perhaps…even worse…

Blood of The Kitsune

Prologue: Mother?

Screaming.

That's the only word to describe what the small boys legs were doing. He'd been running for fifteen minutes, bringing out every ounce of strength in his little legs to carry him further towards the Hokage tower. It seemed to be the only place people dare not torment him. With every echoing step in his sprint a memory flashed through his mind.

STEP.

"Little bastard! Daring to show your face at MY store?" the butcher screamed at him, brandishing his cleaver at him. "Get lost before I call the ANBU! THEY'D take care of you!" the child felt a sharp pain in his ribs as the man's food connected with his chest.

STEP.

Four genin had him cornered on the outskirts of the village, shouting obscenities in his ears, spitting in his face as they pummeled him until he couldn't move.

STEP.

"Fucking spawn!" a woman backhanded him, the blow sending him to the ground. "Stay away from my daughter!" she turned with a sneer to her pink haired three year-old. "I don't EVER want you speaking to that monster again."

STEP.

This time it was a group of young boys his age, around eight years old. They'd caught him on the swings by the academy. He'd known they hated him, just like all the rest of the kids at school, just like EVERYONE ELSE. And he was too far away from protection this time. He knew they'd catch up eventually.

STUMBLE.

'What'd I ever do?' he thought for the hundredth time as he righted himself without stopping.

STEP.

'Why does everyone hate me like I'm some sort of demon?' tears began to spill, not just from the pain in his legs.

STEP.

'Why don't I have a mommy and daddy to save me, like everyone else?' he frantically looked behind him to see his assailant's progress.

STEP.

"Aaah!"

TRIP.

His face seared with pain as he tripped over a low garden fence and into a rose bush. Thorns dug into his cheeks as he panicked, trying to fight his way out of the shrub, only injuring himself further.

'Someone please help!' he whimpered inside, not bothering to vocalize it. He knew no one would help.

"There he is!"

He heard laughter behind him as a rough pair of hands ripped him from the briar and onto the ground. Naruto looked up from where he lay dazed, and saw four kids smirking down at him.

"Stupid bastard!" laughed another. "Thought you could get away again?"

"Running to the Hokage won't work anymore." He noticed the confused look on Naruto's face. "Didn't you know?" he said with obvious glee, "He abolished the protection the late Fourth Hokage placed on you."

The blonde received a kick in the stomach with a loud crack. He went into a fetal position, clutching at his aching ribs. His mouth opened wide, trying to appease his lungs by begging for air that wouldn't come.

"So we decided to go find our little whore!" His foot connected with Naruto's already damaged face. "You should be thanking us!"

"Yeah! Not everyone would let want to stick their dick in a monster like you."

A series of punches sent Naruto over the edge, his cheeks streaming with tears, crying for someone, ANYONE to take him away from this.

"What's wrong bitch? Is your demon too scared to come out and kill the rest of us?" Naruto looked up in confusion. Why did everyone say he was a demon? He WASN'T a DEMON!

"WHY DOES EVERYONE CALL ME THAT?" he finally screamed out, trying to get up. "I'm just a kid! I never did anything to you!" He cried as he found that his defiance had earned him a kick in the groin. He doubled over again in pain.

"YOU KILLED MY MOM AND DAD!"

"NO I DIDN'T!" he was kicked again, this time he felt his nose break as blood gushed from his crushed nostrils.

"Yes you did!" another shouted, spitting in his face. "YOU KILLED HALF THE VILLAGE!"

Naruto tried to speak again, but was suddenly engulfed in a sea of fists, feet, and blood. He couldn't even tell what was going on anymore. All he knew was that he was alone in this black world of suffering, forced to hear the incoherent slander and hate that the village poured into his mind and heart. But finally, it stopped.

And he thought no more.

Naruto's eyes wouldn't open, swollen to the point where it was impossible. Yet as he realized that everything was over, that his attackers were gone and finished with him, at least for now, a bloody tear of relief squeezed through. He didn't know where he was, but the warmth that spread over him told him it was daytime now. It was relatively quiet, and nobody seemed to notice him lying wherever he was, so he knew he must be in an alley or somewhere out of view. As usual, sorrow swept over him, just like every time this happened.

All Naruto ever wanted was someone to love him. But what that was, he didn't even know. He'd heard people say. "I love you." to others. He had seen hugs in the streets, parents kissing their children goodbye on their way to school. But to experience it, he'd never been given the opportunity.

He remembered watching Iruka-sensei giving a little boy at the academy a hug after patching up a scratch on his knee. He was four at the time. He decided to see if he could get one. So one day soon after he came to his sensei crying softly with a scraped knee. Iruka Sensei put some antiseptic and a bandage on it without hesitation, but when Naruto went in for a hug, he received a sneer and a slap on the arm.

"Don't touch me…" was all he said glowering at him, before he turned away, friendly grin back on his face. That was when he decided not to look for affection…ever.

'Why?' he thought unconsciously. Immediately he felt a ripple ease through his mind.

*Because they hate you kit.* Naruto panicked and tried to find the source of the voice, he hadn't heard anyone approach. Whoever it was would surely hurt him.

"Who's there?" he cried out hoarsely, choking on the blood in his throat. "Don't hurt me!"

*Calm down kit. I'm not going to hurt you.*

"Where are you? I can't see you!" he looked around blindly with eyes that were swollen and useless.

*I'm inside you boy. Stop talking or someone will hear you.*

Naruto froze.

'In…inside me? What…'

*I've always been inside you…but you've never been old enough to understand.*

'Understand what?' And almost immediately Naruto figured it out. 'Are,' he gulped. 'Are you a demon?'

*Kyuubi no Kitsune to be exact. Your father sealed me inside you to protect the village that torments you so.*

Naruto pondered this for a moment. The demon was obviously female by the sound of the voice. If his dad had put her inside him, then…

'Are you my mom?' The demon let out a frustrated growl. This kid was an idiot. But she would change that.

*No kit. I'm not your mother.* she sensed his disappointment. But he moved on.

'What do I call you then?'

*Gah…* the demon sighed. He DID need SOME type of a mother figure. Naruto waited silently his eyes watering slightly.

* Mom is fine.*

But you said-

*I know, but its easer if you call me mom. Okay Kit?*

Naruto didn't know what he was feeling, but something swelled inside him that made tears spill from his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to give his new mommy a hug, just like he'd always witnessed other children doing.

*Stop that Kit!*

Naruto sniffed, confusedly.

'What did I do?'

*You CANNOT show weakness! That is what makes you vulnerable!*

'What do you mean mommy?' he asked in a high pitched whimper.

*Why do you think everyone beats up on you?*

Naruto was silent.

*Because you show fear, you show a want for what they have. They think it gives them power over you. It makes them think they can hurt you as much as they want and they will suffer no consequences.*

'Why?'

*Because they hate you Kit. They hate me, and so they hate you. I hurt them once, and they think the only way to get to me is through you. So they LOOK for reasons to hurt you. And they take every opportunity they get.*

Naruto thought about this, and it didn't take long for him to see that it was all true. Yet again he was overwhelmed with sadness, but he tried hard not to cry this time.

*That's a good boy.*

Naruto could almost swear he felt an arm around him.

*They can't hurt you anymore.*

He felt something inside him surface around his body, and slowly the pain ebbed away.

'What's happening?' he asked fearfully.

*I'm healing you. Soon you'll be able to do it alone. Like I said kit, they can't hurt you. Not anymore.*

Naruto's new red chakra faded away, leaving him with a new strength that he'd never felt in hi emaciated limbs before. The boy opened his eyes and found he had guessed right. He was in an alley. Getting up Naruto looked around, his eyes somehow much more accurate than before. He looked over to the park down the street, and automatically his eyes focused and he could see the separated grains of sand stuck to the back of one of the children playing in the sandbox.

"Wah!" he exclaimed in amazement, and a deep chuckle rung in his ears.

*Punch the wall Kit.*

'Why?'

*Just do it.*

Naruto clenched his fist and brought it careening forward as hard as he could. There was a small crash as his knuckles met with the brick. Large chunks of rubble flew, and dust filled the air. He brought his hand back to see he'd left a deep crater in the wall and marveled at his immaculate hands, flexing them admiringly, not having felt the impact at all.

*This is your true potential kit.*

Naruto grinned. They really couldn't hurt him anymore. Not if he could do this.

*But what are you going to do…that's the question.*

Naruto walked out of the alley while looking around. Farther down the street he recognized the same boys who'd pummeled him last night.

*Think hard kit, and don't be rash.*

Naruto thought hard as he sunk back into the alley way. He was strong now, but if he became a ninja like he had tried before he could grow even stronger. And show them that he wasn't worthless.

*Good. What will you do with that?* Kyuubi encouraged. *You must plan ahead*

Naruto was silent for several moments, contemplating this new opportunity he had. For his whole life he had been treated like fodder, pushed around, raped and beaten. And now he had the strength and power to hurt them back.

Sakura stepped out of the florists', her eyes widening in fear as she watches the demon boys mouth twist into an evil smirk, giving a frightening affect when coming from a cute little guy like him.

"I'll make them regret what they did," he felt his emotions surge as he said it. "I'll make them see what a monster really is!" Naruto felt a righteous anger rise inside him. It was so new and invigorating! It filled him with adrenaline.

Kyuubi watched with an unfamiliar sense of pride as Naruto's inner self stepped up to the cage which held her and tore the seal from it. His decision already made.

In the real world his eyes narrowed at the villagers walking past his hiding place, while he reveled in the warm embrace of his mother's chakra.

Kyuubi chuckled and wrapped her tails around her Kit affectionately, not sure where these feelings were coming from. Naruto slunk further back into the alley and pulled out a toy kunai, engulfing it with his newfound chakra control. Without another word he held up his right hand and cut a blood kanji entwined with a kitsune kanji.

"Konoha will drown in the blood it spilt from my body." He spoke with a sense of intelligence and trembled with a level of hatred most would not have thought possible from a child of his age. Not sure why, but thinking it a good idea he licked the blood from his hand and shivered happily, shocked at the strangely delicious taste of it. "I swear this on my life."

well this is a re-re-remake of my original story "blood of the kitsune" which became "kitsune of the red dawn" then was addopted as "blood of the kitsune" again. the adoptee never got past the 5th chapter so i have decided to re adopt my story and work on it till i can get out of my "OMG HARRY POTTER IS BULLSHIT!" phase. ive lost interest in Basilisk rising completely. mostly because im just fucking tired of harry potter. so im going back to this albietly wonderful plot bunny gone wrong cause of my bipolar. hope u enjoy.