The Fallen Innocence – A Naruto Fan fiction
Summary: As a child, Naruto was abused by civilian and ninja alike, had been tortured and beaten more than a veteran soldier that had lived through a war, though through all of the suffering he had been through, he still has an innocent smile, now, at the brink of death, a blessing and a curse shall fall upon him.
Rating: M
Warnings: Shota Yaoi, may contain explicit themes and an innocent child toying with the fabric of reality itself as if it were tissue paper
Disclaimer: This is fan fiction, I do not have any claims to the manga, Naruto.
These are thoughts
These are the words of a demon
These are the thoughts of a demon
"You don't belong here."
"Why don't you just run away?"
"You don't deserve to live."
These were just only some of the words that was constantly used on the poor child, if it were the beginning of the day, we would see the child with his clean sun-kissed hair, lightly tanned skin with six thin scar-like marks on his face, three on each cheek, big blue eyes that you just can't resist, wearing a clean white shirt plenty of sizes larger than his frame, orange shorts with a fox-tail charm hanging on a belt loop, and a pair of sandals. This is Uzumaki Naruto, a mere child who was completely shunned by all, yet is as innocent as every other child there was, the only reason he was treated as such was only because of a secret that all the adults knew, and in which some of their children follow their example and had only started to taunt the child at every possible moment. At the orders of the Sandaime Hokage, he was supposed to be treated as a hero, but unfortunately, the villagers and the simple minded ninja let their grief and sorrow turn into hate towards the child, and in turn, it has passed on to their children. Thus leaving Naruto lonely, yet still innocent to everything around him.
Only very few people were actually nice to the child and protected him no matter what, Teuchi and Ayame from Ichiraku Ramen, a dolphin-masked and weasel-masked ANBU, though they can only protect him from the shadows, and the only other person who was shunned by almost the same degree as the innocent child, Mitarashi Anko. The Sandaime also wished to protect the child, but unfortunately, he is duty bound to his village and the villagers within it, and therefore, is not allowed to show any "favoritism" to the child under the heavy consequence of being ousted from his position, and he knows better that he can better help the child in his current position than being without it.
But now, this is where the child was, only for one day without being watched over, he lays in an alley, body covered in cuts and blood, his hair now matted with drying blood and cut apart into uneven layers, his legs spread wide open, his clothing nowhere to be found, and his eyes slowly growing dim, thinking of reasons why he deserved this treatment. Rain began to fall, while thunder and lightning filled the sky with their shrill, booming cries. He could faintly hear the voices calling out his name, and he could barely recognize the figure hovering upon him, nor could he feel their arms carrying him and taking him away from the alley.
Of all the days that I was given patrol duty, I find my little boy beaten in an alley, I should have known better than to accept that mission today of all days.
These were the angry musings of one Mitarashi Anko, Tokubetsu Jonin, torture and investigation specialist, and former student of the mad man, Orochimaru the Snake Sannin. She had just gotten back from the patrol duty she was assigned to, stating that her former sensei was spotted in the Konoha Forests. There was no sight of Orochimaru, nor were there any sightings of any kidnappings or any attacks towards caravans, meaning it was all just a set up. It took her a while for the meaning of the set was supposed to be though, she remembered the date today. Shit! It's October 10th! I have to go back to Konoha immediately before Naruto gets killed.
And now this is where she was, cradling an injured Naruto with her trench coat covering his body through the thunderstorm, right behind her, the two ANBU while the ramen vendors went out to contact the Hokage. Not caring their reasons for not looking after the boy at the time, all she cares about is her adopted son and only remaining bundle of joy left she has to stay alive, for everybody's sake.
"Get me a medic; we have an injured child in our hands." Anko had all but broken through the glass doors to call the attention of all the medical staff in the building.
Nurses began to approach the group, until they saw that the child they were carrying was the child everybody hates, they began to back away from the child and one of them even had the gall to throw a clipboard at the child. One of the ANBU caught the clipboard while another has a tanto on the nurse's neck.
"Are you all doctors and nurses in this hospital or are you guys just motherfucking posers who can't do anything but act like fucking morons!" Anko had wanted to use her Hidden Snake technique on all the personnel in the lobby when she remembered that she was holding her child in her arms, his breathing starting to weaken, and his body starting to shiver from the cold rain his body was exposed to. "Crap, someone, anyone, please save this child, he is only a child please!"
"What child? All we see is that *choking sound*" The nurse had to cut off her cruel statement for her neck is under a vice grip courtesy of Teuchi. Anko looked surprised to see the somewhat elderly ramen vendor there in the hospital only minutes when they had just arrived; she heard a coughing sound and turned around to see Ayame and the Hokage glaring at all the staff in the hospital.
"Now that you guys had your "fun" can a professional doctor please look over the child?" The Sandaime had said while he was throwing glares at the receptionist at the table who began to page the Hokage's personal doctor to the scene while Ayame was still holding her glare to all the other staffs just daring them to try something to the Hokage.
"Hello? Is anybody there?"
Naruto had woken up to a very dark place, he could not make out anything, it was just pitch black, no walls, no ceiling, and there wasn't even a floor, yet it feels like he is walking on solid ground, and when he just only walked on one direction, he had felt something blocking his path, yet he could not see anything, so here he was, touching a part of the "wall" while he walked in the dark place, looking for someone, but so far, he could only see nothing.
"Hello? Damn, I really can't find anyone in this dark place, I wish there was some light around here." And just when the words came out of his mouth, the entire place began to light up little by little to not harm his sensitive eyes. Though the light is a bit dim, he could now completely make out the entire place, brick walls and a red carpeted floor, and there are crystal sconces on the walls giving off a slightly brighter light compared to the dim lighting of the halls. As he explores the seemingly never ending corridor, he can faintly hear music coming from a piano. Naruto began to approach the source of the music, and the lighting started to become brighter and brighter until he came across a very beautiful looking man, long, straight red hair, cut into layers pooling down to the floor, milk white skin without any blemish, except for six thin red marks, three on each cheek, similar to that on Naruto's face. He was wearing a black Taoist robe, with the top half slightly exposed to reveal a kanji tattoo for "nine" on the base of his chest. He was right behind bars with a giant paper talisman at the very center with the words "seal" inscribed into it in different sized of hiragana, katakana, and kanji calligraphy. His eyes were closed in concentration as he moved his hands around the air, almost as if he were playing an instrument, with each tap of his finger in the air pulsing a faint red aura
Being the child that Naruto was, his curiosity came over him and with his small stature, was able to slip through the bars, unknowingly burning off a small portion of the talisman with his actions. "Hey, uh mister?" The red headed man had stopped moving his hands in the air and swiftly turned his head to the child, his eyes wide open to reveal ruby red with a slit instead of a round pupil, and yet, instead of a face of anger or annoyance that usually came with this reaction, instead, he had a calm look at his face, then gave a gentle smile and stood up, his full height completely dwarfing Naruto's three foot four height by, a lot. Not even Mama Anko is that tall, and she is the tallest person I know.
"Welcome child, I am delighted to finally meet my new vessel sooner than expected.."
"Um, what was that mister?"
This is going to take a while for me to explain to the child isn't it Kushina-chan.
After three hours of explaining to Naruto
"So you mean to tell me that you are the Nine Tailed Fox who attacked Konoha because you were hypnotized by this Botox-using elder Uchiha, go by the name of Keisuke, and you are sealed in me?"
"Yep."
"And you knew my biological mother because she was your previous container, who is also related to the wife of the Shodaime Hokage, a member of the Uzumaki clan, who you had said were the perfect jinchuuriki because we have long life spans due to us carrying the blood of those of the ancient times who were related to both demons and celestials alike, and were known for their sealing arts, pranking skills, an unhealthy addiction to ramen that had no adverse effects to their bodies, unsurpassed brute strength only barely matched by the strongest person in the Elemental Countries, The Legendary Sucker, and unconventional techniques that had led them victory after victory until ultimately it led to the downfall of our clan, leaving only my mother back then as the remaining survivor and now, myself as the remaining member."
"That's right."
"And that my father was the Yondaime Hokage, who was also the one who sealed you into me with the help of my mother, and he was from the Namikaze clan who were known for picking fights with higher powers from time to time, including but not limited to, Kami, the Shinigami, Izanagi and Izanami, and also including the deities of the times of the ancients, thus gaining their favor in a way and was forever blessed with incredible amounts of luck, to the point saying that if a Namikaze loses a bet, a terrible catastrophe is about to occur, and also gaining techniques to call upon one of the deities to aid them in situations, an example of which is your seal on my body."
"Pretty much."
"And due to some weird twist of fate, you being in my body has also sealed the knowledge and traits of both clans inside my body and you were suppressing them until I met you and when you thought that I was ready."
"That's true."
"And lastly right now, you are asking me if I am ready to take on the responsibility that comes with these powers and also that you are going to awaken a mutated bloodline that came along with the crossbreeding of both clans, under the drawback that I am to live forever in my childlike body, in which I can pass on to anyone of my choosing that fully meets the criteria."
"Exactly."
"Well I'm all for it, it sounds like fun."
"You sure? It is a big decision after all."
"I'm five years old, not stupid, my dream is to become the leader of the village and I wish to protect all the ones I love and eventually their families, so it would be for the best that I am to live forever, even if in the end, I would always see my loved ones die, and never get to meet my parents in the afterlife."
"Okay, we begin the transformation and training… now…"
Seven years after the incident
"Are you sure you want this Naru-chan, we can do this some other time you know."
"No, this is the day that I have to do this."
"I guess there is no stopping you is there Naru-chan, just remember, give them hell."
"I will Mama Anko, I want ramen topped with savory rice dumplings later alright, love you."
And with that, Naruto gave his adoptive mother a kiss on the cheek and ran towards the academy doors, soon to become a soldier bound to the village, the very first step to achieving his dream.
A/N: This was made in a span of three hours, no beta. Reviews are welcome.