Authors note: Well I got bored, and my friend gave me this idea. She said I should do it just for fun, and considering the insanity of how much free time, why the heck not? I don't have any pairings yet so pick em out for me people
A young man clothed in blued with a hood walked the road that one night. He was heading home, back to his family and former friends. All he carried with him was a sack, a sack with just a bottle of sake and cigarettes. Despite being slightly drunk, he headed towards the old place he called home, the place known to him as Konohagakure.
He approached the gate, and woke up one of the gaurds in front of it. "Hey man, it's late. How about letting a good gentleman such as myself in?"
The guard rubbed his eyes. He had been on duty for a long time considering the lines he had under his eyes. "Why the hell should I let you in?" he asked obviously in a bad mood. "I haven't seen you here before."
The young man chuckled. "Yes, I bet you haven't. It's been twelve years since I was here. Come on man. It's dark, and it's starting to rain. Let me in just this once."
"Fine. I'm probably going to lose my job because of you, but what the hell?" the guard let him in and fell asleep immediately afterwards.
"Geez" the man said to himself walking down a deserted street. "Nothings changed. The people here are still tight-assed. Can't even let someone in without making a fuss. Let's see…should I inform the Hokage of my presence or such I just go straight to my destination?" he turned his head to see Ichiraku's Noodle shop. "Then again, I would rather go for a few more rounds. Yeah that's right. I'm too sober. I need another round." He headed into the shop.
"HEY OLD MAN! MORE RAMEN-TEBAYO!" a loud kid in an orange jumpsuit yelled as he entered.
"Sheesh, I guess they are just as loud too." He walked over to the orange-suited kid's seat and sat down next to him. "Hey kid, make some room okay? I want to eat just as much as you. Oh and quiet down too." He unpacked his sake.
"Hey, who are you to tell me what to do?" the kid spat back at him.
"Eh?" he turned to face the kid again.
"You heard me! Who the heck are you?"
"Eh…they call me Inori around here. And you?"
"Uzumaki Naruto! I'm the number 1 Village protector, and soon I'll be Hokage-tebayo!"
"Hokage…Oh yeah, how's Sandaime doing? I got to see him in a few hours or so. (After my hangover)" he asked curiously.
Naruto couldn't believe it. "Hey are you living under a rock or something? Sandaime is dead."
"Dead? I wasn't aware, when was that?" he asked drowsily.
"ARE YOU KIDDING? He's been dead for 3 years! Geez, old man, you really are a know-nothing." Naruto replied.
Inori dropped his sake bottle. "Old man? I'm nineteen!" He argued.
"Well I couldn't tell, you still have your hood up."
"Oh, right. I forgot to take it off. Hello there, I'm Inori. Nice to meet you, but not really." He took off his hood to reveal a young man's face, along long silver hair tied back in a ponytail. He had small blue pupil-less eyes as well. He held out his hand shake Naruto's. "Please inform me of what has happened to the Sandaime."
"He died fighting Orochimaru. Three years ago."
"Orochimaru? Yeah, him I know about. However I haven't seen him around for about 6 months. He passed by me on my travels with a kid. I believe the kid was the Uchiha clan's last survivor."
"YOU MEAN SASUKE?"
"Yeah him or something…?" Inori slurred.
Yeah I know bad start, but I promise it will get good.