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The day Team Kage formed.

To; Hokage-sama

Naruto is observant, and is good at hiding things.
Shikamaru is observant and is good at finding things that were hidden.
Put them together, and you get the Shadow Demons of Konoha. 
One tricked for a treat while the other found out if the candy was poisoned.

Signed,

Hatake Kakashi

Why though? It's been years since they’d been seen. Why were they popping up now? And why more vicious than ever?

A blond man stepped into the booth, and ordered a miso to go. He had three lines etched into each cheek and had a disarming smile on his face.

Said man grabbed his food and walked out. I followed curious as to why Naruto was back. Last I heard he was cleaning out the Daimyo’s palace, doing traitor checks.

He met up with another man, and I watch as Naruto walks up and licks the others cheek. The man was a long haired raven, and if not for the eyes I would have thought he was a Hyuuga.

They speak, and the raven leaps off, likely going to T&I. The blond obviously knows I am here yet just sits and begins eating. I walk out and notice he still has that smile.

“Kakashi-sensei, how are you today?” It is said as though they had seen each other only yesterday.

“Maa, hanging in there. And you, Naruto-kun?”

“Just been doing the usual, interoogation and torture. Traitors do not deserve something as precious as life.”

I sigh. Ever since that day…

We bounded over the rooftops, heading towards the hospital. Sakura had been hurt, and was in critical condition, Tsunade was there, but they hadn’t gotten any good words about her health. We arrived just in time to see her flatline, and we got a good look at her wound. There was a gaping hole in her chest, and another half healed one in her stomach. She had died of blood loss and heart failure. Naruto was crying ...we knew who did this.

“No ...Sasuke why? Why! She was your TEAMMATE! I’ll kill you! No traitor will live on my watch.”

We had run into Shikamaru, whose teammates had both been on the same mission as Sakura. He looked down, and grief hid in his brown eyes.

‘Choji, didn’t make it. Ino is in a coma, and even with Tsunade-sama’s help, she won’t be able to be a ninja again. I heard Shino was captured and Kiba….he quit. He was….. Scarred, by something that happened. Only three of us remain, me you and Hinata. I’m guessing we will be placed together, under one sensei.”

Naruto had stepped forward and hugged Shikamaru. The two, along with Hinata became close. Until Hiashi pulled her from the Ninja roster, marrying her off to a wealthy merchants son. Then it was just them, and they stuck like glue, growing stronger. They were merciless, and did whatever to get the job done.

But yeah, since then Naruto has hated anything to do with traitors. 

He killed Sasuke.

He killed Orochimaru.

Kabuto.

Danzo.

And he doesn’t regret any of it.

I remember watching one of his interrogations.

The blond strolled up to the victim casually. He sat next to him.

“So, what’s your name?”

“Keia Akiane.”

“You from Konoha?” his voice was open and only showed curiosity.

“Was. I don’t have anything to do with that place. I up and left a couple years ago, it’s too soft of a place. That and I didn’t like it, it is a weak village.”

Naruto’s eyes gleamed. “Well, did you at least nick something worthwhile from that place?”

He nods. “Yeah, stole it from right under that hags nose. Tch, why did that kyuubi brat even bring a useless drunk like that to lead that village. Danzo would have been a better choice in my- ack! What the- put me down!”

Naruto picked the guy up, ignoring the stares of the other people in the bar. “Don’t worry, just give me what you stole and I will let you leave. If you don’t, you die. Got it?”

But I knew either way this man would not leave alive.

He gulped and shook his head. Naruto carried him outside and slammed him onto the ground. He place chakra repressing weights on the guys wrists and ankles and straddled the man. I was reminded of Anko.

He trailed a finger down the mans face, before grabbing what looked like a sewing needle and scratching the needle againsts the captives cheek, jabbing it into the skin when it reached a point just under and behind the ear. The man jerked, and held back a scream. There had been an amplifying poison o the needle, and it made him feel everything on a whole other level. He jerked when Naruto shifted, feeling both pain and pleasure.

Naruto made random movements, shifting, caressing, and even licking his cheek. The man was jerking around, face red and Naruto punched him.

I listened to his howls, and watched as Naruto whispered something in his ear. The man shuddered, and reached into his pocket, pulling out a scroll. Naruto played around, sliding his hand up the guys chest entrancingly, before taking the scroll and slapping the man across the face with it.

The man was on the verge of passing out but Naruto wasn’t done. He pulled out a set of acupuncture needles and stabbed them in random places. then he pinned the man's hands into the dirt, by stabbing them with a barbed kunai. He injected the man with an adrenaline shot, preventing him from passing out.

He trailed a shuriken against the man's throat, before slashing it, hist wrists, ankles and genitals before fully severing the head, and danced off, singing to himself. The song was fitting too.

Are you insane like me?      No. 

Been in pain like me?         No.

He trailed off before bursting back into song

Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?          No

Once more he trailed off, and he began bouncing off, heading home. But I knew the rest.

And all the people say,

You can’t wake up

This is not a dream

You’re part of a machine 

You are not a human being.

And then he would pull up his mask and sing

With your face all made up

Living on a screen

Low on self esteem

So you run on gasoline

I would catch him crying sometimes, when he thought he was alone. He would still sing

I think there’s a flaw in my code

These voices won’t leave me alone

Then he would pick himself up and don the mask once more

My heart is gold 

And my hands are cold

And he would sing the rest another day.

{i got the lyrics from Gasoline by Halsey}