The Kumo Sharingan
When Shisui Uchiha finds Naruto broken and alone, he cares for and trains Naruto. On the night of his death, Shisui gives his eye to Naruto instead of Itachi, trusting that Naruto will be able to help protect his loved ones with it. The village council however decided that Naruto should be executed for the false accusation of killing Shisui for the eye. Naruto escapes, and ends up in one of the last places any leaf shinobi would expect. How will having the Sharingan and being the Jinchuuriki of the nine tails go, especially when you're a ninja for Kumo? Smarter, stronger, sharingan, and Kumo Naruto. Nice Kumo. Bad council, village, Sasuke, and Sakura. Naruto x younger Mabui pairing. The picture for the story is not mine, I found it off the internet. Please use this as a basis for what the Naruto in my story looks like.
***START***
The sky was just setting on the village of Konoha as Shisui started making his way back to the Uchiha compound. He and Itachi had just finished talking by their favorite waterfall, discussing the latest details of the Uchiha coup. They had been lucky enough for the clan to have to postpone the coup due to a lacking number of Uchiha in the shinobi force. Fugaku Uchiha decided to wait for a couple years until there were more Uchiha shinobi capable of such a feat before the would act. No doubt he was counting on his second son Sasuke to be a prodigy like his brother, in order for him to also be able to effectively participate in the Coup. Itachi was going to report what had happened to the Hokage and elders, and Shisui was heading over to Uchiha compound. Fugaku would most likely try to get information on Itachi from him, but Shisui would just give him the usual, 'He's just under a lot of stress' spiel.
He was in the market district of the village when he heard cries for help. Immediately his shinobi instincts kicked, and he darted off towards the origins of the sound. He arrived at the outskirts of the red light district, where he was met with the horrible sight of what could pass as a bloody corpse of a child. The child had blond hair, but that was all that he could gather of his natural appearance. His face had two black eyes, with multiple other bruises. His shirt was torn to shreds by the side of him, and carved onto his chest were the characters for demon. Under his bloodied chest in black ink was the only part of his body that wasn't at the least bruised. An intricate seal, spiraling in the center of it was drawn on his stomach. Next to the child's head and blood dried hair was a pair of green goggles, the left lens being cracked.
But perhaps the most gruesome sight was his right arm, or more so the fact that it wasn't there. The entire arm, all the way up to just a little bit under his shoulder, was lying a few feet from him, completely black and charred, and bent in ways that it should not be. The leftover stump of what was once the child's left arm was bleeding profusely, soaking up into the child's beige shorts and orange shirt.
"Hello?" he whimpered, afraid that the villagers had come back to finish the job. Part of him wished they would, just to end his suffering. He knew that he wouldn't die from this, no matter what the villagers did to him, even when they were actually trying to kill him, he never died.
Shisui picked him up slowly, making sure that he wasn't put in any more pain than he already was. As soon as he was confident that the child was comfortable, he immediately began running towards the hospital. Going by the rooftops, he arrived in a matter of seconds. He rushed up towards the desk.
"This child needs a doctor immediately! He's been severely beaten, his chest has been carved on, and his right arm has been severed!"
The nurse took a look at the child in his arms, and her face softened. "Oh god, it's Naruto again. Come with me, quickly now."
Shisui followed her as they swiftly walked through the hospital and into an empty room. He laid the child, Naruto she said it was, on the medical bed. "I'll be back with the best doctor I can get. Please stay with him. Sometimes, the civilians try to break in to continue their little beating sessions."
She arrived back soon enough with a team of doctors, and Shisui was asked to wait outside of the room. He sent a clone to inform the Hokage what he had stumbled upon, then waited. The Hokage had arrived soon after, but hadn't said anything to him. He just looked completely distraught, and stared at the floor in silence. A couple of hours had passed before the two of them were brought back into the room.
With Naruto cleaned up, he was able to get a better look at him. He had wild, untamed blond hair (please refer to the picture for this story, which again, is not mine.) with three thin, faint lines on either side of his face. When his eyes were opened, they revealed a stunning pair of shining lavender eyes. His chest was bandaged up, still leaving the markings on his stomach visible. His face was already showing signs of healing, as most of the bruises had either disappeared or turned to a fainter color. And sadly, his right shoulder was bandaged, the missing of his arm very noticeable.
"How are you feeling Naruto?" the Hokage asked, causing a look of pain to flicker across Naruto's face. He didn't respond, instead choosing to looked down, causing a few held back tears to fall from his eyes.
"I can't be a shinobi, Jiji. How am I supposed to become a great shinobi when I can't even perform handsigns? I'll be lucky if I can learn to even properly hold chopsticks with my left hand!" Naruto exclaimed, his tears streaming down his eyes to his chin. His left hand was shaking in a fist, his whole body soon also trembling with it.
Shisui and Hiruzen both looked down as well, sad at Naruto's situation. Both knew that it wasn't their fault, but Hiruzen kept thinking that maybe if he had been more protective of Naruto, and had the power to be more strict with the civilians, than Naruto would be able to be a shinobi like he dreamed. He already had too much to deal with, and now with an arm missing, not only would it be immensely more difficult to become a shinobi, but no doubt the children and adults of the village would take advantage of his new disability. He was sad to say that the will of fire had diminished. The villagers and shinobi of Konoha had become caught in the cycle of hatred that the world was victim to.
And Shisui knew as well that it was not his fault, but he kept thinking that maybe if he had been there sooner, he could have defended Naruto. He could have stopped and reported the villagers and shinobi who had done this to a defenseless child. He swore to himself there that he would do everything in his power to fix this, and to make this child a shinobi.
"Hey, who are you?" Naruto said to Shisui, his lavender eyes still brimming with tears, red and puffy from his crying. Shisui stayed silent for a moment, thinking if he should give it to him. After a while, he decided. "I'm Shisui Uchiha. I'm the one who brought you here."
A brief pause was made, before Shisui continued. "And I'm the one who's going to be taking care of you from here on out." he said, causing everyone's eyes to widen. Naruto's in particular looked like his eyes would pop out of their sockets. A faint smile came onto his face, before it disappeared and was replaced by another frown. "Are you going to be like the others? Are you saying that, just so that you can treat me like garbage? Just so that you can beat and torture me like everyone else? Is that why you saved me, just so you can have a go!"
By this point, Naruto was crying again, and his left hand was clenched so hard it was drawing blood. Hiruzen felt a stab of pain at the words. Most didn't know, but there had been a couple of times when some people had claimed that they were going to take care of or adopt Naruto, and he was sad to admit that most of those times had been just so that they could hurt Naruto. He would have done something about it, but the laws made it so that if someone wanted to adopt, he couldn't stop them until after they had done something to the child. Which by then would be too late.
But through the stab of pain he felt, there was a light of hope he saw. If Shisui was made Naruto's guardian, if he were the one to take care of him, and train him, not only would Naruto have a magnificent role model and caretaker, but if he could adapt to Naruto's new… situation, he would be able to properly defend himself. With Shisui's help, Naruto might be able to continue attending the academy. He could still become a shinobi.
"I promise Naruto, I promise on my position of a shinobi, that I will never hurt you. I promise that I will train you to the best of my ability, and then to train you even more. I promise to care for you, and to heal you, and to be the best guardian I can be for you. I promise to do everything in my power to replace your arm. I promise to do all these things and more. I give you my word.
"And I never go back on my word… That's my nindo."
***One week later***
Shisui and Naruto both walked out of the hospital, Naruto having finally been released. They had said a couple of goodbye's to the doctors and nurses there, who after Naruto had been dropped there for the millionth time, had come to accept Naruto for who he was, and enjoy the optimistic atmosphere he brought around with him. Shisui had taken the week off of missions to get to know Naruto before he took him to live with him. He had learned that Naruto had a strict diet of ramen and more ramen, which he would make sure to change, and was known for causing notorious pranks and escaping. He had even told Shisui of the time when he had snuck into the ANBU headquarters and marked all of the ANBU masked with various drawings or profanity, which Shisui had gotten confirmed by Itachi. While this was slightly upsetting, Itachi did have to admit that it meant Naruto had a talent for stealth.
Naruto had learned a fair bit about Shisui as well. Shisui had been in the ANBU Black Ops, but quit after a while to continue being an ordinary jonin, stating that ANBU wasn't for him. He had graduated at a very early age, which made Naruto upset because it meant that he was far behind being the best shinobi. Shisui's favorite food was sushi, favorite color was green, favorite pastime was spar with his good friend and cousin Itachi, and his dream was to hopefully bring peace to the world.
Shisui had also taken the liberty of getting Naruto new clothes. Naruto was currently dressed in black pants and shinobi sandals with a gray long sleeved shirt. On the shoulders of the shirt was the emblem for the Konoha Military Police Force, and on the back was the Uchiha fan. Shisui knew that he would get a good scolding for giving a non Uchiha a shirt with their crest, but it was something that Shisui had free access to. But the way Naruto's face lit up when he had received it would make the scolding worth it. Naruto had explained that it was just a way of showing that he was part of a real family, even if the family was only Shisui.
As they made their way to the Uchiha compound, Naruto looked up to Shisui. "Hey Shisui, can I ask you a question?"
Shisui looked down to see the blonds curious face. "Sure Naruto, what's your question?"
"How are we going to train? You know, with me only having one arm and everything." he said a bit jokingly, though Shisui could see the faint look of pain that Naruto's face held. "And how are we going to get me a new arm? That seems pretty impossible."
Shisui looked back in front of him. "Well the first thing we have to do is make sure you can use your left hand. So we'll start with basic exercises like writing and drawing, then move onto more shinobi related things, like throwing shuriken. Once we get the hang of all those, then I'll teach you to use one handed seals to perform jutsu. It'll be very difficult, but with enough training, I believe you can do it.
"To be completely honest Naruto, I don't know how to get your arm back. The only person who might have even been capable of growing one back was the first Hokage. And the only medic nin who could even be the slightest bit up to the challenge would be lady Tsunade, and she's been missing for quite some time. But I'll find a way, and if there's not a way, I'll make one."
Naruto was once again stunned by Shisui's resolve to help him. None had ever been been so willing to help him, or to go to such lengths. Naruto knew just as much as anybody that getting a new arm was most likely impossible, but Shisui was going to stop at nothing to fulfill his promise to Naruto.
"And I never go back on my word… That's my ninja way."
"Shisui," Naruto started, getting the older boy's attention once again, "I think I like your nindo." Shisui smiled at this, and reached his hand down to ruffle Naruto's hair. Naruto tried to swat the hand away, but was only met with Shisui's laughter.
"Well if you like it, I guess I'll just have to pass it on down to you. After all, it's a sensei's duty to pass on his ideals to his student."
***Scene Break***
With Naruto finally settled down and asleep in his new home with Shisui, Shisui silently snuck out of the house and to the waterfall. Itachi was already waiting for him at the meeting place, standing still facing the waterfall. He turned when Shisui had landed behind him, a small smile on his face, only to vanish when he saw Shisui's serious expression.
"I need a favor, Itachi."
Itachi was stunned by Shisui's statement. Shisui rarely asked for anything, and when he did it was usually to poke fun at him. His face told that this was not one of those times.
"What do you need?"
"I need you to help me create an artificial arm."
Itachi was even more confused by this. "I'm sorry, I don't understand."
"You know Naruto Uzumaki, right? The Jinchuuriki for the nine tails." When he received a nod, he continued. "One week ago, some villagers attacked him. It was brutal. When I first saw him, I didn't even know if he was alive. I got him to the hospital, and he's completely recovered. I've become his guardian now as well."
By now, Itachi was completely lost. "You've become his guardian? Why is that?"
"If you had been there, you'd have understood. This kid needs someone, and I'll be damned if I let the kid live on the streets for one more day. He needs to be taken care of and trained, and I'm going to be the one to do it."
"... Alright, I suppose I understand. But what part of this requires and artificial arm?"
"...The villagers cut off his right arm in their attack."
A moment of silence was shared between the two, Itachi finally fully comprehending just why Shisui felt the need to take Naruto under his care.
"So is there anything you can do, anything you could think of that could help me?"
Itachi thought hard about the subject, but was coming up short. "I can't think of anything. The only human alive who possessed great enough regenerative abilities was Hashirama Senju, and he's…" Itachi said, before a look of realization came to his face.
"Tenzo!"
Chapter finish
Author's Note: So I've had this idea stuck in my head for a while now, and just had to get it out. The idea wasn't very developed, so I kind of just came up with things as I was writing them. But I do hope that I goes well. I do hope you all like the changes I'm making, and if you don't, I'll be glad to try to make them better. That is what this is all about after all.
