goodwin wrote:

Then one appeared who gave me a moment's pause, but not even Gambunta

could hope to do

anything more than delay me, though he would prove an interesting

diversion. In my pride I payed

paid

That was the first of the changes, for before that moment fear had been

something that

my presence inspired in others and not a feeling that experienced myself.

But feel fear I did

when I was confronted with the terrifying presence of none of than

none other than

Shinigami himself and

himself, and

realised

realized

But I was not to be undone so easily and even the Death God admitted that

he could not

kill me outright, for like all youma I am an immortal, yet as I found out

that night even I

could be made mortal. Though not killed outright I

outright, I

I knew nothing of this at the time. All I knew was an all consuming

all-consuming

The first was that my strength was no longer solely my own and the seal

that bound me

also siphoned of my strength and fed a portion of it into my human vessel.

It was just a trickle

and in truth nothing compared to the enormous potential power the child

already possessed,

potential blasted open by my sealing giving the infant more chakra than

many of the full grown

shinobi that I had felled and

felled, and

 that in times of need he could call upon even more of my power to

supplement his own. The second thing I learned is that while I could no

longer reach out and

touch the outside world I was not cut off from it completely. Though

impotent to actually do

anything I

anything, I

 could experience the world through my vessels

vessel's

It is from them that I also learned of abandonment for as my vessel grew,

ignorant of my

periodic attempts to free myself, both by guile and main force, he was

left alone more and more

often, blamed for my actions. Unlike the grief and loss that I learnt of

from others, this sense

of abandonment I could understand for

understand, for

 I could not only experience the world through Naruto's

senses, I could also feel an echo of his emotions. The seal thwarted my

attempts to make him

feel what I wanted, but it allowed my to know what he felt all to well.

too well

Time passed and I found myself less and less interested in escape and more

and more

caught up in the life in which I was nothing more than a passive spectator

and I came to

understand more and more of human feelings and in the process became a

little more human myself,

or so I like to think. Many of the lessons were painful ones and from the

adults of Konoha I

learnt what it felt like to be abandoned, rejected and despised while

despised, while

That perhaps was the greatest turning point and not even my heart,

shrivelled from

centuries of destruction and pure elemental rage was

rage, was

Great as the changes that day may have been, they were not the final ones.

Still

revelling in these newfound feelings, I accompanied Naruto on his journey

as a ninja to the wave

country.

Wave Country

I could have taken the chance to escape had I realised

realized

Author's Notes:
This thought occurred to me and I simply had to write it. A slightly

different take on Naruto's

ever present and all important passenger and woe betide Itachi and co. if

they ever try and take

this version of Kyuubi for themselves. I don't know exactly why I thought

of Kyuubi like this,

but I don't think that it turned out too badly. C&C is appreciated,

especially as this is my

first fic posted to the FFML and any tips on formatting would be greatly

appreciated. I have

other works posted elsewhere, but I want to get a few more chapters under

my belt on them before

posting them to the list.

Nice work. Interesting look into the demon's mind.

DB Sommer

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