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The Mind of the Eye

Chapter 1: Fear

By: Zashire

The mind of the eye can change anything... and everything.

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"Sharingan!"

His world went black.

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Mah, how many times have I been here? he thought as he was jerked back to reality. He looked over the walls, and saw that they were completely white. He was at the hospital.

Again.

He had been there many times before from hurting himself while he was running away from the ninja he pulled pranks on. They had always been nice enough to carry him to the hospital, but he couldn't remember having pulled any pranks recently, so why was he there?

He felt a hand on his back, and turned to look at the owner of it. He looked at the hand and saw that it was feminine. As his eyes moved up the arm and to the face, he saw that the owner of it was smiling down at him.

"Are you alright, Uzumaki-san?" she asked him kindly. He was a little startled by her because he was used to the nurses glaring at him. They never showed outright hatred, but it was always close to it.

He looked her over once more. She actually didn't look like one of the nurses he was used to seeing. Instead of wearing the standard white outfit, she had on a sleeveless khaki colored, kimono-styled blouse that had a very deep neckline that showed off the largest breasts the young boy had ever seen in his life. The blouse was held closed by a dark obi that matched the color of her pants and open-toed sandals. The young Uzumaki, however, could not remove his eyes from her chest.

The woman would have rolled her eyes at the blonde if it weren't for the seriousness of the situation.

"Are you alright, Naruto-san?" she tried again, hoping that his first name might catch his attention.

Naruto jerked his eyes away from where he never should have looked, and met the nurse face to face.

"U-um, yeah," he stuttered out. "I think so."

She chuckled. "That's good to hear." She was about to continue, but saw that the child wasn't paying attention. He seemed like he was searching the room for something by the way he was looking around. "Need anything?"

He turned back to her with a confused look on his face. "Um, yeah. How did I get here?"

She paused. "From what I've heard, your sensei cast what was supposed to be a harmless genjutsu on you using his Sharingan." She glared over her shoulder at the door. "Apparently it wasn't as harmless as he thought it was."

"Oh, yeah!" Naruto exclaimed, startling the nurse. "I was taking the Gennin Exam with Sakura-chan and Sasuke-teme!"

The nurse raised an eyebrow at the last name. Must not be too fond of the Uchiha, she thought. It was probably something similar to what her teammates thought of each other when they were a Gennin team.

"Hey, um, who are you?" the young blonde interrupted her thoughts.

She tilted her head a bit in confusion.

Naruto immediately began to apologize, "Well, I mean, you don't have to tell—"

"Tsunade," she said with a smile. "My name is Senju Tsunade."

The child's eyes widened to size of dinner plates. "Y-you mean y-you're related t-to—"

"Senju Hashirama, Shodaime Hokage of Konohagakure," she said with a sigh. "Yes, I'm his granddaughter."

Naruto paused in thought when he got over the initial shock. "I thought they said you left the village for good."

She glanced over his head and out the window. It provided a perfect view of the Hokage Mountain.

"I did," she began, "but a friend here needed some help." She looked back to the blonde. "Lucky for you I came back. You would have been stuck in that genjutsu for a lot longer if I hadn't."

"How long was I out?" he asked.

"I just got back," she paused. "The medics said you were in the genjutsu for two weeks."

Naruto's jaw dropped. "Two weeks?!"

"Yeah," she responded with a small frown. Her eyes flickered to the clock on the wall. "It's been nice talking with you, Naruto-san, but I believe there are a few more patients I need to see before the day is through. Please take it easy, and I will tell the Hokage to notify your sensei that you are awake. He should be by later."

"It's been nice meeting you, too," Naruto sighed. "I wish all the nurses were like you," he mumbled softly.

She had already started heading for the door, but was still within earshot to hear what he said.

"How do they normally treat you?" she asked as she turned to face him.

The blonde boy's eyes widened slightly when he realized she had heard him. He looked up to her.

"Well, they… haven't been too bad…" he trailed off and stared at his hands that were clinging tightly to the sheet.

Tsunade was at his bedside when he lifted his head again. She crouched down and looked him in the eye.

"Be honest," she told him.

He sniffed once. "They… call me 'demon' a lot." He stopped when he saw the anger appear on Tsunade's face. Naruto shook his head quickly. "I know why they call me it."

"I do, too," she admitted sadly. She frowned at his shocked expression. "Naruto," she began, dropping the suffix, "I'm one of the Sannin." She paused in thought.

Naruto tilted his head a bit. He knew who the Sannin were, but he didn't know why she was bringing it up. What did it have to do with him?

Finally, it looked like she had decided what she was going to tell him.

"I… knew the man that sealed the demon into you," she said slowly.

Naruto's jaw clenched. Tsunade had known the Yondaime? Well, it did make sense, given that she was the teammate of Jiraiya, the man who had taught the greatest Hokage ever.

"So… you don't think badly of me like the others do?" he asked quietly, blue eyes gazing up at her intently.

"No," she smiled. "At least not for that reason."

He quirked an eyebrow.

"Naruto-san," she said, adding the suffix again, "I barely know you. All I'm saying is that I don't look down on people because of things they have no control over. I would never hold anything like that against you." Naruto smiled brightly, returning to his normally bubbly self. "Besides, from what I hear, you are quite the enjoyable person to be around."

"You're not too bad yourself," he said with a large grin. "That's why I'm going to become Hokage!"

Her smile faltered.

"That way people will have to recognize me," he clarified. "That's why I wanted to become a ninja."

"For recognition?" she asked with a strained expression.

"That," Naruto nodded, "and so I can help Iruka-sensei and the old man."

Tsunade didn't know who this "Iruka" was, but she figured it was someone important to him. She managed a light chuckle at the nickname for Sarutobi, but still felt some pain in remembering her deceased brother and boyfriend.

"That sounds like a good dream to have, if you're willing to work hard for it," the older woman smiled, though a bit sadly.

Naruto nodded. "So what's your dream?" he asked enthusiastically.

She laughed at that. "I'm too old to dream, kid."

He frowned. "No one's ever too old to have a dream, especially someone as kind as you."

She rolled her eyes. He would be a real charmer in the future.

"Well, if everyone has a dream," she began, "mine would have to be to make advancements in the medical field."

Though looking a bit clueless, Naruto still managed a nod. "Sounds like a great dream! See, you can still dream!"

She managed a true smile at that. "Well, someone's going to need to take care of you whenever you get hurt on your quest to become Hokage."

"So you're not leaving the village again, right?" Naruto asked hopefully. He didn't want someone who didn't treat him badly to leave him.

"Not right away, I won't," she promised. The younger blonde deflated a bit. "I can't promise you the future, but I don't see any reason to leave at the moment."

"I hope you stay, then," Naruto said with a small pout.

She nodded and glanced at the clock once more. "I'm very sorry, Naruto-san, but I really must be going now."

Naruto saw that the sun was beginning to set. "Okay, Senju-sama," he said brightly. "Thank you for staying a while."

She grinned back. "It was my pleasure. And please, call me 'Tsunade,' the formalities make me feel old."

He nodded.

Naruto! a voice shouted.

A confused expression crossed the young blonde's face, and he looked around curiously. Where did that come from? he wondered.

Tsunade noticed his bewilderment. "Something wrong?"

He stared at her for a moment, and then shook his head. "Must be my mind getting used to reality again."

She nodded slowly, not quite believing him. He seemed to be okay.

"Well, I'll see you around." She opened the door.

"See you, Tsunade-sama," Naruto responded as she closed the door behind herself.

That was weird, he thought. What was that voice? Was it Kyuubi? The demon had never tried to contact him before. The thought scared him greatly. Was the demon supposed to be able to speak with him? His fists clenched the sheet in his hands to the point where his knuckles turned white.

Maybe it was the after-effects of the genjutsu Kakashi-sensei had placed him under.

Genjutsu, the voice said, practically echoing his thoughts.

Naruto's jaw clenched tightly. He wanted to speak with the old man. If it was the demon, shouldn't the Hokage know about it?

Hokage, the voice said.

Naruto's eyes widened. How did the thing know what he was thinking? A sense of fear suddenly washed over him. He bit his lip. What was the voice?!

Afraid, the voice murmured.

Naruto's eyes widened. He couldn't wait for the old man to come visit him. He threw off the covers and jumped off the bed.

The blonde almost fell flat on his face from not having used his legs for two weeks, but still managed to stay upright. He threw open the door to the hospital room and took off down the hallway. He ignored the protests of the few nurses he encountered on the evening shift, and continued on.

He charged through the streets of Konoha, intent on making it to the Hokage Tower as quickly as possible. He wanted to cry, even though he knew he shouldn't. He was a ninja. Ninja didn't cry. But right then, he wanted nothing more than to curl up in the Hokage's lap and tell him about his fears like he had when he was five.

He glanced up at the western sky and saw that the sun had gotten even lower. It was almost…

Dark.

Tears of fear trailed down his face.

He ran even faster.

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A/N: Wow. Talk about a weird story idea. The voice kind of creeped me out when I wrote it.

Let me know what you think, and thanks for reading!

Zashire