An old story I found lying around, so I thought why not upload it?
Oh, and as for the disclaimer, I still don't own Naruto.
I only own my idea for this story and the own characters that will pop up every once in a while.
Well, here's the prologue.
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~Introduction~
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To be honest, the blond 14 year old had no idea of why he felt so cranky today.
Jiraya's voice, his words, echoed in Naruto's head but he couldn't understand one word of it. None of it made any sense.
It really hadn't been his intention to yell at Jiraiya, but he couldn't help himself.
The nausea was just too overwhelming.
'How could this possibly be true?', Naruto thought while remembering the sad look in his teacher's face when he'd lashed out at him. He felt awful.
'If only I could take it back. If I wasn't too proud to admit that I'd been the one at fault and apologize to him. If only…'
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/Flashback six hours earlier/
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"Naruto, I don't know how to tell you this, but…'", Jiraiya paused, unsure of how to break the news to the blonde boy in front of him.
'"Based on your symptoms, despite the fact that you're male, it's safe to say that you're expecting.'"
True to his infamous naivety, Naruto looked up at his teacher with confusion written all over his young face. "Expecting what?"
At first Jiraiya was lost at words and couldn't do anything but to stare at his apprentice.
'He's not really that daft, is he? A six year old could've figured it out.'
Jiraiya looked down at his trembling hands and coughed before saying the last words he would say to Naruto in a long time. "You're pregnant, Naruto.'"
He saw the confusion slowly change into shock, to finally end in anger.
Naruto stated with a high-pitched register that he was wrong, it just wasn't possible and that he must be joking.
When Jiraiya hadn't said anything to neither confirm nor deny Naruto's statement, he completely lost it.
Naruto didn't know half the meaning of the words he spat out, or even why he was yelling.
All he could do was seeing the hurtful expression on Jiraiya's face before his teacher got out of his chair and left the room without a word.
If Naruto hadn't been too upset at the moment, if he'd known what would happen in the future, he would've run after Jiraiya and apologized to him.
But he didn't know, so he didn't say anything as he saw one of the most precious people to him walk out of his life never to return.
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/End of flashback/
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Naruto had always hated to be sick, he couldn't stand the feeling of vomiting, but with guilt still painfully fresh in his heart, he couldn't help but feel that he deserved every disgusting minute hurling up whatever piece of his lunch that was left in his stomach.
When it finally stopped, Naruto slowly stood up.
'What should I do know?'
"You should decide whether to keep your kit or not", a raspy voice in his head told him.
"And keep in mind that I'll kill you if you do not make the right decision".
'I don't give in to threats,' Naruto answered Kurama with annoyance.
'I take it that you want me to keep the child, then.'
Kurama, also known as Kyūbi, growled.
"The child is innocent of his father's crime. He do not deserve to be put to death for someone else's mistakes."
For once, just this once, Naruto agreed to what Kurama had to say.
'I think you're right, I really do, but… I'm not exactly parent-material.
What if I screw up? What if I can't care for him/her properly? What if…'
"'Ifs' and 'buts' won't get you anywhere, you know. Don't make presumptions of things you don't know.
And even if it would come to that, know that I'll help you, every step on the way."
Quite satisfied with himself, the Kyūbi went back to sleep leaving Naruto in thoughts on his own.
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AN;
Short, very short, but it was only the prologue.
The first chapter will be a tad longer. Hopefully, anyway.
Sincerely/ L. Mikami