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Jutsu:Kage bunshin no jutsu

Normal speech: "Ramen"

Demon/Summon or possesed speech: Dattebayo

Human Thinking: I wonder, miso or pork ramen

Demon/Summon: Stop it with the ramen naruto!


Konoha , the village hidden in the leaves, was a peaceful village ,though still recovering from the Kyuubi attack was flourishing.

It was night with a beautiful sky filled with stars, the silence hanging like a warm blanket for all its citizens, except me , a 7 year old kid crying out in sadness , wondering why my parents abandoned me and with a throbbing pain in my head, in the hospital.

My parents Minato Namikaze , the 4th hokage , and Kushina uzumaki , the 2nd jinchuriki of the kyuubi no kitsune had sacrificed my soul to the Shinigami , in exchage for sealing the kyuubi into his sisters Mito and Keiko, in hopes that i , who was born with cancer in my brain , would pass away without having to go through the pain of living painful short life and dieing.

You are probably wondering how i am talking now, seeing that the shinigami was offered my soul.

You see the shinigami was a compassionate deity inspite of being the god of death. It coughed back my soul, let me live and vanished.

My soul , as young as it was changed after coming on contact with the divine power of the shinigami, changed. My hair became black , my whiskers disappeared and my eyes turned a few shades darker.

My parents seeing my changes , were freaked out, they were afraid of the changes, afraid that perhaps the shinigami had turned me into a soulless monster. They could not feel a sense of connection to me. I was not their son , or so they convinced themselves. So, they gave me up for adoption, but the others were not willing to adopt me when they heared about my changes. Heck , even danzo wouldn't try to draft me into his Root, when they discovered when the size of my chakra coils were too small even for a baby , adding to the fact that i had a short life expectancy.

So, I was shoved into the orphanage, forgotten by all except kind man Sarutobi ,who when questioned by me as to why he cared for me,the unwanted kid, he replied that "My gut tells me that you would become a great shinobi , a legend even".


I was a silent kid who the old matron cooed over , observant, intelligent , i was a fast learner , a genius, if you will. I helped out the matron , ran errands for her , helped her cook. I was a sort of big brother to the other orphans , taking care of them even if i was the same age, since i was more matured.

But i could only do so much, since my health was waning. I started losing weight and was put into the hospital to keep me comfortable till i died .

So Here i was dieing at the tender age of 7 , surrounded by saru- ojji , Honoka the matron and the other kids from the orphanage, crying out in pain , when i slowly blacked out from the intense pain.

My heart slowed down and stopped beating, and i died.

What happened next was a miracle , or so ojji-san told me, as i was currently dead.

A pitch black wave started spreading from my heart , slowly moving to my extremities and forming a cocoon of translucent gray. It pulsed a few times , my frail body started to grow and fill out my hair grew longer. The blackness the seeped into me.


When all this was happening outside, i found myself in a wide space with blue grass and green sky. I wandered around the place, wondering where i was.

"Hello there Naruto Uzumaki"

I turned around towards the direction of the sound and started figure in front of me was grey with horns wearing a white robe and with a ceremonial dagger in its hand.

"Quiet down" it called in a deep voice.

I screamed more loudly .

"Shut up" it boomed , nearly deafening me.

I squeaked and shut my mouth.

"Good. I am Shinigami, God of death, and you Naruto are near dead."

"im dead ?!"

"No child, Your father and mother, the yondaime and his wife, sacrificed your soul to me to seal kyuubi into your sisters. I swallowed your soul , but feeling merciful I returned it you. Your soul being just born , was very fragile and when it came in contact with me took a very tiny fraction of my energy with it . This caused your hair to change from blonde to black and your whisker marks to disappear."

" So they abandoned me beacuse my hair turned black and to spare themeselves the pain of watching me die in pain from terminal illness ! They are no parents of mine and What do you mean Im near dead?!"

" The energy you absorbed from me prevented you from dieing , healing your body and increasing your chakra reserves . You lost all ties to your parents when my power changed your DNA."

"Your time is up . I hope we only meet again after a long time , after you have lived along life."

"thank you shinigami-sama"

and the world faded into white.


I woke up with a gasp. Ojji-san and honoka-obaa were standing over me , looking at me with concern and amazement.

"ojji-san, i'm alive!"

"Naruto-kun! Your alright ! But how ?"

The medic-nin rushed in and looked on in wonder and after staring for a better part of a minute , started checking over Naruto .

"Amazing! He's cured completely. He has no trace of the cancer. In fact all his muscles and bones are denser, his joints more flexible and his chakra system is enormous, Its nearly half the size of your chakra saindaime-same!"

"But its his brain that is astounding! It seems to have safely incorporated all the tumor cells and is fuctioning above human network has developed in his brain!

"But that is impossible!"

"I know sandaime-sama ! But it is there and is working right now ! Theoretically , I think if he channels chakra actively , his brain could work at a higher 's practically made for a being a shinobi!"

" Can I be discharged now Ojji-san , all the white is getting to me."

"Sure Naruto-kun. We'll leave now ."

So, we left to the orphanage together. For the first time in my life , Ifelt free, like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders.I walked with a smile , feeling no tiredness , bursting with energy.

Seeing you so carefree warms my heart ,Naruto.

"Don't walk on my account Naruto . I can see you want to run bursting with energy. So run like the wind Naruto .. Race you to the orphanage Naruto , I'll even give you a headstart."

And run I did. I was so full of energy , I felt like I could run across whole of konoha. I threw my head back with a carefree laughter and I raced across the streets , with people smiling at me , recognising the silent sickly black haired orphan who helped the Honoka- obaa , looking healthy and smiling like the child I am.

I even waved to a few people on my way. I felt I had limitless energy. Looking back I saw ojji-san catching up to me . He picked me up and put me over his shoulders and did a shunshin. The hair whipping in my face , like I was flying I decided that I should become like ojji-san , a shinobi.

I realize ive been given a chance. A chance , to become a legend like ojji-san told me.

For I was blessed by death itself.


AN : This is my take on abandoned Naruto . pls review. The upcoming chapters will be much longer. I'm busy with my exams now. My next update will be on 5th of February. No flames pls.

Cheerio...