Dark Revelations

He cursed as he tried to squint his eyes over the wound, but it proved too difficult and the blood splattered on the table. Naruto gave a slow pant. "Great." He thought to himself. Well, at least he found another thing beyond him at this point. Still, it was an idea that held value. He'd have to work on that later.

Before long, the sun shined in Naruto's face. He turned towards his blinds. He then glanced at his clock. He had been awake for nearly three hours. He stretched, and leaned back into his chair. Thoughts of how he would spend the day flew through his head. He had to admit, even if it was pathetically boring, at least school forced the time to go by. Then again, it wasn't like there wasn't anything he couldn't do.

For now, he could feel the immense quantities of blood circulating through his body. To be honest, he didn't even know how he was containing all of it, but perhaps he could chalk that up to the powers themselves. To be honest, he now realized he should have wrote some things down. For what was one way Konoha thrived? The obvious one...money, missions, clients. He would take all of them. The only issue...was how?

Try as he might, Naruto didn't know a thing about money and business. Well, he knew a little bit about savings and interest, but anything beyond that was...not in his field. Though, he was having beginning to have some intense motivation to learn. He just needed someplace to start.

A knock came to his door. The blonde smirked. A day late, but who was counting? Certainly not him. He stood up from his chair and headed for the door. He could see the heart behind it. No doubt the heart to a grown man or woman. He could see the blood flow. A sigh, he opened the door. "What do you want?" Naruto asked, his voice dripping with disdain.

"Hokage-sama has called for you, brat. Get moving." The chunin said. Naruto's mouth thinned.. The man seemed rather unsettled by something. The only reason the blonde could tell was because the Chunin's heart suddenly increased in pace. The blonde sucked his teeth.

"Very good. You know how to act like a carrier pigeon. Well, you delivered your message. Now get away from my door before you start leaving droppings near it like a real one. In other words, how about you get lost?" Naruto asked before slamming his door.

He walked back into the inner reaches of his apartment. It mattered not to him if the one behind the door was about to get angry. Heh, weren't shinobi supposed to have better control over their emotions? What amazing quality Konoha produced.

In any case, now was the time for him to go see the main source of his anger. The one who filled his head with stupid dreams, stupid hopes, and stupid futures which he no longer desired. Still, this was the Hokage after all. No matter how old, he was stronger than Naruto and the blonde knew it. He quickly got himself dressed and stood on the outer deck of his apartment.

He stared down at the masses below. Their smiling faces were utterly sickening. The price he paid, he always paid, for them to have those stupid grins was infuriating. If he had his way...WHEN he had his way, he would make sure that none of them even dared form a smile around him.

He jumped off the railing and into the streets. His hands in his pockets, he marched for the Hokage Mansion. He stopped for no one. Even when he felt the glares upon him but, for once, he was actually happy for them. No one in this damn village deserved to be happy.

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Hiruzen Sarutobi, Sandaime Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato, wore monikers such as 'The God of Shinobi' and the 'Professor' with great pride. For in him laid the foundations of pinnacle shinobi prowess, and nearly insurmountable years of wisdom in both physical battles, and political battles.

A firm believer in the Will of Fire which had been passed down to him from the Nidaime and Shodaime, Hiruzen had always tried to work in the best of interests of everyone. Even if they were not always successful, he always believed it was for the greater good.

When Iruka had come to him yesterday telling him of the things Uzumaki Naruto had told him. He had grown worried. Naturally, they sounded like idle threats, but with this specific situation the Hokage wished to not take any chances.

The only reason he had not called forth Naruto yesterday to discuss these claims was because he had a council meeting which needed to be addressed. If they were not, they he had feared that the boy he came to grow attached to would be lost forever.

A knock came to his door which pulled him from his work. "Enter," he said. He watched Naruto enter the room. The boy seemed well as far as Sarutobi could tell, but he was concerned when Naruto did not greet him with his usual boisterous smile. In fact, dare Hiruzen say that the blonde looked very upset.

"What do you want, Jiji?" Naruto asked, his tone filled with dismissal and unconcern. Hiruzen frowned for a moment, but cleared his throat. Naruto was never one for respecting authority so perhaps he shouldn't have been surprised. He only wished that hopefully the boy would show the proper respect to his superiors down the line.

The Sandaime placed down his writing materials, and pushed his papers to the side. "Ah, Naruto, my boy. A bit of a grumpy mood you're in. Do not worry, I've not called you here for any trouble that you've caused, surprisingly. No, I wanted some things clarified that I heard from one of your teachers, Iruka Umino." Hiruzen said. He noticed Naruto was not surprised by this.

Naruto rolled his shoulders and nodded. Seeing this, Hiruzen nodded as well. "First and perhaps the most important question, you said you would become what Konoha wanted you to be. What is that?" He asked.

"It's no longer what I will be, Jiji. It's what I am, a monster. More specifically, I am Konoha's monster. I can tell from the way your heart just skipped a beat that you're surprised. I don't blame you. Why would the lovable, gullible, stubborn, idiotic, dreamer Naruto want such a thing?" Naruto asked. Hiruzen clenched his hands.

Naruto stepped around the room for a moment. He had to be careful with this. Five or six hearts laid in hidden platforms above him. He had been through one nigh deal experience. He didn't need another one. Plus, he was sure he didn't have enough control over this...ability to take on people like the Anbu. He did have to admit, if only briefly, this felt cool.