Red Thread

赤い糸

Summary: "An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break."

Disclaimer: I wish I was a fish… just kidding. I do not own naruto.

A/N: I am truelly trying my best to be a better writer. I have many favorite pairing

Sasunaru is my favorite classic paring.

Red string: soul mate (wrapped around the pinky)

Green String: money (wrapped around the right index finger)

Yellow String: life (wrapped around the middle finger)

Black String: death (wrapped around the middle finger)

Also not only naruto can see the thread but he canChapter 1: I saw a red string

Chapter I:

One Red Thread

Its was 1998 and its was my first day of Kindergarden it was that day when I first saw a red thread.

"Papa I'm telling you, I see a red string wrapped around your pinky. why don't you believe me!" my father signed I remember cause he got frustrated manly because I annoyed him a for a week about it.

"sweety, its not that I don't believe you its that there is no red string."

"Then how come I could see them" I dramatically waved my arms in the air.

"Them? you say." we both turned around to see who was the one who said that. it's was an old woman. she was in her lates 80's wearing a traditional Japanese kimono, her short gray hair pulled back messy bun.

"you can see them too!" I raised my voice and my father scholded me for being to loud.

"actually no." the old woman said

I frowed, She spoke again "I can not see them but I do believe you. have you heard the myth of the Red Thread?"

I shook for a no "what the story?" I could hear my father scoff in disbelieve

"do tell, what is the story?" he said.

Her name was Chiyo, but she likes to be called Chiyo-baasama (honorable grandmother). She said she used work in the medical field, being retired she felt bored with her life now she likes to scare and prank people mostly her family member just for fun, well thanks to her I started to prank people as well. With all her pranking stories, as well as life story it was trully wonderfull and I will never forget them.

"so where do I begin." She rubbed her chin "hmmm… well there is a Chinese believe that red string of fate involves a young boy. Walking home one night, a young boy sees an old man standing beneath the moonlight (Yue Xia Lao). The man explains to the boy that he is attached to his destined wife by a red thread. Yue Xia Lao shows the boy the young girl who is destined to be his wife. Being young and having no interest in having a wife, the young boy picks up a rock and throws it at the girl, running away. Many years later, when the boy has grown into a young man, his parents arrange a wedding for him. On the night of his wedding, his wife waits for him in their bedroom, with the traditional veil covering her face. Raising it, the man is delighted to find that his wife is one of the great beauties of his village. However, she wears an adornment on her eyebrow. He asks her why she wears it and she responds that when she was a young girl, a boy threw a rock at her that struck her, leaving a scar on her eyebrow. She self-consciously wears the adornment to cover it up. The woman is, in fact, the same young girl connected to the man by the red thread shown to him by Yue Xia Lao back in his childhood, showing that they were connected by the red string of fate." As she told the story my father and I were amazed.

"wow that was amazing. Right papa?"

he smiled at me "yeah it was a nice story, but remember naru-chan its just a folklord a myth and come on let go we will be late on your first day of school. Maybe later we can go get to Ichiraku's."

I gave him my biggest smile cause one word he said Ichiraku's it is god great creation.

"okay papa! Let go! Let go!" I kept on repeating "what are we waiting for! We have to go, bye grandma chiyo!" as I waved bye at her.

So we kept on walking, I was telling how amazing ramen can be and I saw him accidently bumed into a weird looking man.