The Tale of 2 Jinchuuriki

Ah yes, it's all coming together.

3rd POV

Everyone frowned. The room was quiet as they processed what the dark toned blond had just told them. The old cook and his daughter had tears in their eyes, having to hear what had to be done in order for the blond child to get a proper family.

The shop had closed early, the only people inside was Ayame, Teuchi, Gaara and Menma. All catching up with what has happened. It all started awkwardly,but as the curiosity of the 2 chefs grew, the more lively the conversation got.

Menma explained the abuse and neglect that his former family gave him. He explained that some Shinobi would threaten him if he got close to their property, family, or even shops. He was often starved and locked out the house.

Gaara has already heard all this. Back when Menma had just moved with them, Rasa had gotten him a therapist. Menma had been bottling his feeling and was having panicking attacks over small things. And Menma's hunger for attention got him to "prank" the villagers often.

Teuchi and his daughter paid attention and stayed serious thoughout the entire thing. The thoughts in their mind running wild. Both skimming through their memories of the obvious signs of abuse 'Naruto' showed. Both efficiently connecting the dots. Bruises, scrapes, flinching, quiet, always hungry, and loved attention.

The stories Menma told pieced perfectly with 'Naruto's' description back then.

Ayame covered her mouth with both her hands and Teuchi placed his on his forehead. Both just realizing how oblivious and foolish they were. To even ignore the fact that the Hokage ate there with his family but one. Now that Teuchi thought about it, he's never seen the Uzumaki family ever eat with Menma in his shop. Which made him want to slap his forehead even harder.

Gaara frowned at stories Menma told, no matter how may times he heard the stories, it hurt the same way it did the first time. He hated the abuse. It made him sick.

These Shinobi's job is to kill and assassinate, yet, when it came to Naru—well Menma, Menma was the 'monster'. It was stupid. The whole village was rotten, civilians to Kage.

"I see. I understand why you left out of the blue, without saying farewell.'' Ayame muttered under her breath. Teuchi only nodded in agreement. "And if you're happy in Suna then I guess that's the place you belong.'' Ayame said, as much as she would love to have the blond boy back to their usual customer, his home wasn't here, but in Suna.

"So if you're here now, then that means you're in the chunnin exams. So within a few months, you'll leave." Teuchi spoke. Both Gaara and Menma nodded.

"Should I warn them about the destruction?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"Just link me to Gaara"

"..."

"Oi, Gaara!"

"What?''

"Should I warn him? I don't want him to get caught up with this mess. He was one of the only people who cared."

"Shukaku will ask father. Wait a moment."

"Yeah, and we won't comeback for obvious reasons. I'm sorr—" Teuchi interrupted him. "We understand, just, write to us, it would be nice to hear from you once in a while."

"Father said that you should confirm loyalty and such."

"Um, changing subject. What has the Hokage been up to? Ya' know, in the village?'' Menma asked, he needed to squeeze the cook's thoughts on the Hokage. "Um, well he has restricted civilians from coming in contact with the new coming people. To prevent other neighboring nations to find out of the distrust the government has with the civilians." Teuchi said as he gritted his teeth.