The Dark Path of the Kyuubi

Screams filled the entire conference room. Hundreds of spikes of blood stabbed through the wall and the blood of those inside flowed out like a wonderful stream of red. He and Yugao stared at his work. It was then that the Kyuubi container fully took in the fact that he had just ruthlessly murdered the people in front of him.

He damn near came close to spilling his guts over the floor, but he managed to hold on just enough that this did not happen. "I'm going to have nightmares about this. I just know it." Naruto thought.

The blonde held out his hand and he watched the blood upon the floor, the walls, and the table swirl into his hands before it was absorbed into his body. Perhaps he would have to start thinking of getting some kind of container.

This much blood was beginning to make him feel sick. Perhaps another item for storage would need looking into. "I...don't understand," Yugao said. This got Naruto to turn back to her.

Silently, Yugao had watched Naruto effortlessly crush the hope of all the men and women around him. Before he had cleared the floor of their fluids, she wasn't even sure if someone's blood hadn't already mingled with another. Now, he had all of those people's memories as well. Yet, why did he do this? He had clearly promised them that they would live if they had dethroned Takamura Shingen's wife.

Now, Yugao was no stranger to betraying the promises of her victims. Loathe she was to admit it, but she wasn't an angel in saving people. She was a shinobi, and an Anbu agent. She had killed many people who had thought they would live through the harsh realities before them as well. Yet, why would a ten year old do it? She wasn't sure what he had to gain.

"I never said they would be physically working at the Red Dragon. They're still working for it. I'll make sure to put their blood to good use. You have to admit getting a new sword must have felt cool," He smirked. Yugao said nothing. She was not going to admit that. At. All!

Naruto walked out of the conference room. He could still hear the loud pumping of music. He controlled this. He controlled all of this. Though, how he was going to do so was another step. He didn't admit it, but he had nearly passed out from the memories of about twelve underground officers flooding his head.

It would take a while to sort between them all. "So what are you going to do now? No matter how many memories you amass, you hardly have the expertise to take on people who have been in this kind of world for over fifty years," Yugao said. Naruto chuckled.

"Worried about me? You're still being more talkative," He said. Yugao wanted to scoff, but her mouth didn't move to her commands. Her silence gave the blonde what he needed. It was too easy to tease the Anbu sometimes.

For the past five hours, Naruto worked himself on finding himself familiar with the Red Dragon. He had decided to close the facility if only to get that stupid music out of his eardrums for the time being. He also added more blood to his arsenal from the numerous guards who had tried to stop him. Perhaps he should have left one or two of the officers alive to explain the new management, but it was rather easy for the mob mentality to settle after they saw the five...ten...fifteen corpses which had laid upon the floor.

No one said a word to the blonde. There was no sass. There was no 'demon' talk. There was no cunning wit. Plus, he was sure just Yugao's appearance had deterred them in anymore attempts. Not that Naruto minded. It was only making him stronger. Naturally, the memories were definitely taking their toll on him, but he had continued to learn surprising thing after surprising thing.

"It's a shame none of the chunin agents are here. It's better to get them used to the new management, but I guess I can't do anything about it now. They'll come eventually," Naruto thought. Now, he supposed he would have to return to the task at hand.

"Here is a list of all activities conducted by the Red Dragon group in the last five years...Naruto-sama!" one of the associates growled out. Not that Naruto minded. As long as they watched their tongue, then he wouldn't cut it off. Maybe. Truth be told, Naruto didn't actually need this information, but it was much better than potentially staring off into space viewing memories around a group of people ready to end his life. With his new abilities he didn't know if they could, but why take the risk?

"Sheesh, kidnapping, pillaging, thieving, trafficking routes, times of routine shinobi shifts, and even the annual dates of the next guard shifts. No wonder Yugao-chan couldn't catch these guys. It's like they always knew it would be coming," He said to himself. He leaned back against a chair and he watched the cleaning services perform their duty over the establishment.

Also don't mistake Naruto, reading over these notes was mind-numbingly boring. He'd almost rather study the garbage the academy taught than try to make heads or even tails of this nonsense. Granted, the memories helped, but...this was going to be a sleepless night unless he got somebody to do this for him, or at least until he got too bored.

He raised an eyebrow when Yugao appeared next to him. "The last shipment went out about two weeks ago. I don't foresee you getting them back baring outside interference," Yugao commented, not by her own choice, but by one of his orders. She watched him take a breath and place the papers down. He then stretched his back and stood to his feet.

"Well, whatever. I wasn't really expecting an entire dungeon of kidnapped people. Besides, that's not my original goal," Naruto said. Yugao raised an eyebrow. This hadn't been his original goal? What was it supposed to be then? This couldn't have just been some little side project. It was much too dangerous.

Yugao blinked. "What was the point then, my Lord?" She nearly growled out. She had hoped he had not caused her to take more Konoha lives just in the interest of another seemingly meaningless joke. She stiffened when she saw his smile. Tsk, he could read your thoughts, Yugao. She really had to remember that before making random thoughts.

"Naruto-sama, it is true that our batch for this week has set sail, but we still have those of the premium selection. Former boss, Shingen-sama, always took note of them before sending them out at the end of the month. You can take stock of that," a man said as he swept the floor.

Naruto rose an eyebrow. Yeah, that might have been known to him if he had scanned Shingen's memories more closely. Plus, he noticed he was losing concentration. He should have been able to hear those hearts and the flow of blood coming from within the walls.

Then again, upon closer inspection, he noticed these hearts were not as sustained and those he could hear from the outside. Plus the blood flow was much slower. "I guess not even premium purchases get premium treatment." He mumbled beneath his breath.

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