Hello! I just wanted to say I loved this story when I read it! But since it was put up for adoption I wanted to finish it!

JUST SO YOU KNOW THE FIRST CHAPPTER IS THE SAME AS KarinMaaka07 HAD IT , THE OTHERS ONES I MADE!

Hope you like it J sorry if the writing style changes after the first chapter.

Chapter 1

Legends of Black Foxes

Long ago, during the time of peace, Foxes used to live with people in harmony. It was said that these Foxes were special. They would guard the place they lived in with all their might, never backing down from any fights. They were said to give good luck, wishes, and much more to the people. Until one day, a man with such greed came up with a 'better' idea.

"If these Foxes can grant Wishes and give Good Luck to people just from being around them, why not hunt them? Why not have one in your homes at all times and get what you ever desired at any moment?" The man said.

At first, many disagreed with the thought. The Foxes were treated as Gods, protectors of their Village: The Kitsune Village. Despite the lack of agreement, the man still tried to persuade. He failed each time but soon, an opportunity came. Travelers come and go each time, so it was no surprise. Yet, this time, a young man and his wife hardly had any money to buy food or stay in a hotel. The man came up to them, mentioning that if they need anything they desired, all they must do is find a Black Fox.

The couple was wary at first, they had indeed heard that these Foxes were magical beings, yet they never saw them in person. The greedy man persuaded them that it was alright to find one, to kill it, and get whatever they wished for with no punishment. The two travelers were desperate and done the deed that the man had been trying to persuade the others to do.

Nothing happened. The Foxes were sadden that one of them were killed but thought that they had died naturally. The couple were happy with what they had. They had wished for wealth, poverty, and of course, great luck on their travels. Slowly but surely, the Villagers seen what had happened and began to envy them. One by one, the villagers became consumed with greed and hunted down the Black Foxes they once considered Gods.

It didn't take long for the Foxes to realize that they were being hunted. Many were killed and so little escaped. The man who brought up the idea said it was best to have a special day to go and hunt them. That the more of them would be able to find and corner the foxes.

So lost in the madness of greed, they did not hear the howls in the forest, following with the words that were left in the air. Only one person heard, a small girl of that of only twelve years old. "You humans will never find us. There will be a day that our own protector shall come and we will travel with him. Mark our words for they shall come true." The voice said, leaving a calm wind blow through.

Seventy years has passed since then. Few Black Foxes have been spotted but never caught. They simply vanished into air. The young girl that had heard of the voice did not part take in the hunts, for she waited for their own protector. Now at an old age, she still awaits and hopes to see them before passing on. The Villagers still hunt to them, forgetting the reason why they were so precious to begin with and only being known for their value in their own life or marketing.

But now, the Black Foxes no longer have to hide, as their protector finally arrived.

"For Kami's sake, where the hell do these papers keep coming from!?" A young twenty-one year old man complained as he began to read through the wrenched paper work before signing it. All he wished for was to get out of the office, have a good few thirty bowls of steaming Ramen, and sleep. But was he able to? Not. At. All. "Why didn't anybody tell me that being a Hokage was so frustrating? No wonder why Tsunade 'baa-Chan happily gave me the damn hat." He grumbled.

Naruto bounced his right leg as his annoyance began to grow each passing second. He had been at it for hours. And when he meant hours, he meant since four in the morning. The blonde had fallen asleep every now and then but went back to work as the paper work began to pile up. Naruto had seriously contemplated about burning the papers or shredding them into pieces. But he knew better. If he had done such a thing, Sakura would have came over to his office and pounded him into the ground.

The blond man shivered at the thought. He wouldn't enjoy that. With a groan of frustration, Naruto let his head drop, hitting his desk. There was a loud thud that echoed throughout the office. Again, he groaned. But this time from the pain. "Well that was a stupid idea." He muttered to himself, lifting up his head and rubbing it. "Isn't there an easier way of doing this? If only there were more of me-" Instantly, his blue sapphire eyes lit up. "That's it!" Naruto shot up from his seat, already forming the necessary seal. "Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" Immediately, there were ten other Naruto's standing in the room with him. He grinned at them, doing a two finger salute. "Well, I'll leave it to you guys." Naruto didn't need to know that they were going to complain before he used his father's Hiraishin to get out of there.

Stretching his arms out to the sky, Naruto breathed in the fresh air happily as he made his way towards the best place in the world: Ichiraku Ramen Shop. The moment he stepped in, he began to droll and grew into a mini-waterfall. "Haha! It's nice to see you, Naruto! How have you been?" Teuchi said with a smile on his face, already getting Naruto's food ready.

Said man just grinned as he took his favorite seat. "I've been alright. Although, the paperwork can kill me sometimes. No wonder why Jiji and Obaa-chan hated it so much. You barely get enough time to even sleep!" Naruto whined, slumping forward with a pout. "But other than that, I've been alright. How have you and Ayame-Chan been doing?" The blonde asked back. 'It sure has been a while since I was able to be out without being mobbed by people.' Again, Naruto shuddered at the thought. Now he knew why Sasuke ran to the hills when his fan-club came around.

Teuchi laughed heartily as Naruto had complained. "Nobody said it was going to be easy, Naruto. We've been doing alright. Busy, isn't slow but not fast- it's actually just fine! Ayame has been helping as much as she can. Today was suppose to be her day off but she's kind of down with the Flu. I plan on closing the shop a little earlier than normal."

Naruto's eyes widen a bit, "Ayame-Chan is sick? Why didn't you just close down the shop for the whole day? She needs to get better! And what better way than to have family near, 'ttebayo!" Naruto was still himself. He would rather have Teuchi close his shop to take care of Ayame instead of giving him his daily Ramen. 'I know how to cook and everything, it's just that Ramen still tops off any food.' He thought to himself.

Placing a bowl of Naruto's favorite Miso Ramen in front of said person, Teuchi frowned. "Really? I didn't want to disappoint any customers but I would have liked to close." He went back and pulled out another bowl of Ramen.

The man nodded his head, getting a pair of chopsticks ready. "Yeah. In fact, why don't you close the shop after I leave?" He supplied, already eating his Ramen, leaving only half if it left.

The owner just raised a brow and hummed aloud. "Well…" He debated with the pro's and con's. The pros would be obvious: have more time to relax, take care of his daughter, and let his back have a break. The cons would be: lose profit of what could have been the days pay. The man shrugged his shoulders with a grin. "Alright, I'll close up after you're done, Naruto."

It didn't take long for Naruto to be done with his Ramen, paying for it, and bidding Teuchi a good day. Humming to himself, he made his way back home. Since Naruto had become the Rokudaime at the age of eighteen, he had moved out of his crappy like apartment and moved into the Hokage mansion. It was fairly large and it made him restless with how quiet it was. It was large to the point he swore he could have heard himself echo throughout the hall ways. He hardly stayed in the main part of the house for hours and would wind up finding himself in the training area of the home. As long as there was some noise going on in the home, he didn't mind. Except, when he knew he didn't make them or his clones. Even though Naruto is one of the strongest Shinobi known to man, the blonde was still a scardy-cat when it came to anything he deemed 'supernatural'.

Making his way down the halls of his home, Naruto's mind wondered off, thinking of ways to occupy the rest of the day. Soon enough, he found himself in one of the Library's that was hardly visited. Even to this day, Naruto wasn't that much of a reader but did like a good book when he seen/read one. Seeing the dust in the Library, he made a mental note to clean it out. 'Exactly, how long has it been since someone came in here? It looks like it's been abandoned for a long, long time!' He thought to himself, still looking around.

Naruto walked around the Library, his fingers running down some of the spine's of the books or scrolls. A few sneezes here and there, but he didn't mind. This Library gave off a different feeling compared to all the others he's been to. He couldn't put a finger on it but this place felt like it gave off some kind of aura that was calling out to him. It made him want to actually read. Not just one or two books/scrolls, but every damn thing that was in there.

Of course, he knew -even with the help of his clones- that would be impossible. The Library seemed to be endless. Naruto had looked up a few times, wondering how many levels it had, just to see it have almost four floors with a glass-dome at the top. He had wondered where all that natural light came in from but had also wondered why he had never seen it from anywhere outside.

So, he let himself linger in the room a little longer, still looking around to find anything interesting. A soft sound echoed throughout the room, making poor Naruto jumped a good few feet into the air. It didn't sound like anything bad happened or anything breaking. In fact, it just sounded like something hitting the floor. 'M-Maybe one of the scrolls or books fell over?' He mused to himself, even though he was shaking. To be sure he wasn't alone, Naruto called out. "Hello? I-Is anyone there, 'ttebayo?" Hearing his own voice shake made Naruto cringe.

He was suppose to be the toughest-badass Shinobi around! To hell with it probably be ghosts! Naruto stood up straight, noticing that he was slightly hunching forward and made his way towards the sound. The blond man grumbled to himself softly about not being scared and showing whatever who was a badass. Needless to say, the mini-pep talk he gave himself was all for not.

There was nothing on the third floor. Just a scroll on the floor. Naruto raised a brow, walking towards the said scroll slowly. He glanced around to see if anything could have caused it to fall from the bookshelf but found nothing. There was a shiver that went down his spine, making his hair stand still on end. Naruto shook his head to get rid of the feeling. It worked…for a short time.

Blue orbs locked onto the scroll that was now in his hand, examining it anyway he could. Naruto did the only thing he could do when people were naturally curious: opened it. His eyes trailed around the scroll, finding something that formed a Seal. Naruto raised a brow elegantly, trying to decipher it to the best he could. He wasn't a Master of seals yet but was getting there. Just a few more months and he had the title in his hands.

"What the…" Naruto reeled his head back as he squinted at the scroll. "The hells is this? Time-Travel? Psh, as if this could actually work. There's no such thing as time-traveling! Who ever made this was obviously on something." Naruto rambled on and on about it being a hoax. And a very bad on at that. Yet, he couldn't find it in himself to put it back on the bookshelf. Rolling it back up, Naruto found himself looking at the sign it had. A black fox, it's head tilted up as if it was howling to the sky. He found it intriguing and pretty cool. With a shrug, Naruto pocketed the scroll in his cloak for safe keeping and went to his room for some well-earned rest. "Of course, a bath sounds nice. Yeah, I'll take a nice bath and then go to sleep. Hopefully my clones managed to finish the work. I don't want to have to go back just to find a mountain of paperwork." Again, he shuddered at the thought of more work.

It was midnight. The stars were shining as the moon lit up the sky like a light bulb. Everyone was sleeping in their beds, having peaceful dreams of either their love-life or their future. Except for one person. Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto had been awake after his wonderful bath. Usually, he would have fallen asleep. But there he was, stuck staring at the ceiling of his room for Kami now's how long. Something was keeping him awake, Naruto knew that for sure. Every time he was close to falling asleep, something felt like it stung him, which obviously made him more awake then before.

So now he was just growling at the ceiling before him, as if it was all it's fault he couldn't go to sleep. "Ugh, what the hell is going on?" Naruto sat up from his bed, finding it no used to even try to go to sleep anymore. His tired blue orbs looked around the room. It didn't take long for it to be locked onto the scroll he had found earlier that day. "…you've got to be kidding me. If that scroll is what's been keeping me up, I'll burn it right now." He grumbled.

Much to his surprise, Naruto was shocked once again, but with more force. It had made him yelp, jumped off his bed, and face-planting the floor. His eyes were completely wide now as he shot back up, looking at the scroll incredulously. Why did he wandered into that Library? Why did he pick up that scroll? Why did it grab his attention so much? Why was it even shocking him to stay awake?

"I'm getting a headache." Naruto pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes tightly. After a few seconds of silence, collecting his thoughts, and not getting shocked, he got up from the floor. Looking warily at the scroll, Naruto took small steps towards it. 'It's impossible. How can a scroll be alive? Is it that seal? I don't remember it having anything in it that revolved around 'life' in the sealing though. Just Time-Space Jutsu and other whacky things.' Picking up the scroll gingerly, he re-opened it, taking a closer look at the seal.

The only thing he saw was a blinding flash of light and then nothing.

An old woman of the age of eighty-two walked down the dirt path. She was still lively as the woman had walked around to get from place to place, no matter how many people offered her a ride on their moving markets or other fancy things. She had been waiting for so long to meet someone. Fuji was her name. The woman had no last name, so there was no surname for her to also go by. It didn't bother her though. She knew who she was, so it didn't matter at all.

Fuji had just came back from shopping to get the necessities she required and was making her way home. She would have continued if she didn't hear the bushes rustling, twigs breaking, and a rather loud thud. As carefully as her old body let her move, Fuji looked over the bushes to see what had made such a noise. Her grey eyes widen as she took in the small figure on the ground.

A boy that looked like thirteen, maybe younger, sprawled on the ground. His pants were black, bandages on his ankles to keep them down. Black Shinobi shoes, his Kunai pouch and scroll pouch were presentable; showing Fuji that he was a Shinobi. But what caught her eye was the jacket. Like the rest of his clothes, it was black. The black hood had fox like ears sticking out on the top, and at the bottom was a black tail as well. "It can't be, can it?" She whispered to herself, getting closer to the boy. Using her cane, she moved the hood a little more to see his face. A gasp left her lips as she saw the whiskers on his tan baby like face. Fuji didn't need anymore proof to know who she just found. With much difficulty, Fuji picked up the boy, dragging herself back home to make sure no one would hurt him.

The only thing that Naruto's mind had registered was something that sound like a 'whosh', followed by a loud 'whack', and pain going throughout his head. Groaning, Naruto opened his eyes, still dazed. His hand gently rubbed the bump that was forming on his head. "Ugh, what the hell just happened?" He asked himself, sitting up slowly, frowning. All he remembered was being in his room, stayed awake for hours because of that stupid scroll. His eyes widen quickly, "The scroll!" He shouted but regretted immediately as his head pounded with pain.

"It's about time you woke up, young man." Said a soft voice brought him out of his thoughts. Naruto soon found himself staring at an old woman sitting to his right. The old woman had white hair pulled into a bun and wore a peach Kimono. She huffed, putting her wooden cane on the floor. "If I hadn't have hit you with such force, I would have thought you died." She said, looking indifferent.

Naruto, on the other hand, was staring at the old woman with wide eyes. Not from surprise but from disbelief that she actually hit him. Now, he normally doesn't pull this card, but being woken up like how he did, Naruto decided to use it. "You woke me up by hitting me on the head with your cane, the Rokudaime?" He asked as if he was out of breath. For a few seconds, it was silent, until the old lady decided to laugh loudly. Naruto frowned at this as he crossed his arms over his chest, looking very annoyed. "What's so funny you old hag?"

The blonde was rewarded with another whack to his head by said 'hag'. "Is that anyway to thank the person who took care of you for four days? Honestly, young people these days don't have any respect!" Again, she huffed, also looking annoyed. Hearing Naruto grumble under his breath about her being disrespectful, she calmed down a tad bit. "Boy, the reason why I had laughed was because there is no possible way a child, such as yourself, could be a Hokage." It was logical.

But he didn't think so. "What's that suppose to mean? I've been the Rokudaime since I was eighteen, lady." Naruto said, rubbing the new bump that accompanied the old. 'Yay, now he has a buddy. Lucky him.' He thought sarcastically. It wasn't until the old woman's words that hit him, hard. "Wait a minute. Four days? I've been out for four days?!" Naruto's mouth dropped and eyes widen with the newly acquired information. 'Oh crap. The paperwork.' Needless to say, Naruto just wanted to bawl like a baby then and there.

This time, the old woman looked at him carefully. 'Now that I get a good look at him, he holds himself with strength that obviously screams 'powerful'. But there's something else. I feel as if I had seen this boy before.' She thought to herself, rubbing the bottom of her chin. Humming aloud, the woman continued. "Eighteen? Young man, you look like you are merely thirteen at most."

Naruto's mouth snapped closed and decided to look at his hands. They did look smaller compared to what he was used to seeing. Looking around the room, he found what he was looking for: a mirror. Sure it was small but it was good enough. Without wasting time, Naruto got to his feet and walked over to the mirror. His blue orbs looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets. He now knew why the old woman had laughed and told him the age she believe he was. It was because Naruto seriously was staring at himself, his thirteen year-old self.

The now boy took in a deep breath and screamed his heart out. It was so loud that the old woman was sure everyone from down the hills could possibly hear him. Naruto put his hands on his hair, pulling at it as he continued to yell. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ME?! WHY AM I THIRTEEN AGAIN!? I FINALLY TURNED TWENTY-ONE AND WAS GOING TO TRY OUT SOME SAKE AND THEN THIS HAPPENS!" Naruto had not only been yelling, he had been doing so while running in a full circle. Still screaming about 'why's, 'how's, and 'what to do'. Occasionally accompanied with a few string of curse words.

Fuji, the old woman whom was listening to the horrid yelling, finally had enough. She did what she could only do at times like these. Grab her trusty cane, held it out in his circle like pathway and waited. Since Naruto wasn't in his right state of mind, he didn't see or notice the cane. The reaction Fuji got was satisfactory, if not, hilarious. Naruto had hit his foot against her cane as she planned, resulting in him falling over. But since he was moving so quickly, Naruto had a good few feet in the air before face planting the floor once again, skidding across said room and hitting his back against the wall, upside down.

His body stayed in that position for a minute or two before plopping down. Slowly picking himself up, Naruto turned around, leaning against the wall, hand on his now red nose, and whimpered. "What was that for, 'ttebayo?" He said, now using his body age as in excuse to act like a thirteen year old.

"You needed to calm down." Fuji placed her cane back to her side once again. "Plus, your yelling was beginning to give me a headache, so I had to do something." She said off handedly. Naruto gave her a withering glare that looked a lot more like pouting. Clearing her throat, Fuji stared at the boy with a serious expression. "Now, when you had awaken, you mentioned something about a scroll. Was it this scroll, perhaps?" Fuji pulled out one from her Kimono sleeve, turning it around to show Naruto.

Sure enough, the Black Fox thing was on it. Naruto jumped up, instantly kneeling down in front of her, snatching the scroll out of her hands. "This is it! This thing here, I know it for a fact, it's the reason why I'm turned back to being a thirteen year-old!" The blonde shook the scroll in his hand, as if trying to choke it into submission. After letting a sigh of disappointment about not changing back, Naruto plopped onto the floor once again, sitting crossed-legged in front of the old lady. "So, uh, what's your name?" He asked.

Fuji raised a brow at the boy as he had calmed down quickly. Of course, until he let what ever out of his system was gone. "My name is Fuji, I have no surname so call me as you wish. I am eighty-two, live here in this house alone on top of the hill. It's has a nice view of the Kitsune Village down below. And I had been waiting for the Black Foxes' protector -namely you- to arrive since the age of twelve. Now, what is your name, child?"

Naruto blinked, looking at the now dubbed 'Fuji' with an unreadable expression. Clearing his throat, Naruto sat more composed in hopes to make him feel like his age. Unknowingly, his small action made it clear to the woman that Naruto was older then his outer looks appeared. "Pleasure to meet you, Fuji Obaa-Chan." The formality surprised said woman, she hasn't been called that in ages! "My name is Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto. Long name, I know. I am not well with formalities, so please, call me Naruto. I am the Rokudaime and Shinobi of Konohagakure. My age is originally twenty-one, but as you can see, I look like a pre-teen." Shuffling a little in his seat, Naruto raised a brow at Fuji. "Now, if I may ask, what do you mean you've been waiting for me? And what are these Black Foxes? Are they apart of this as well?"

The old woman felt breathless. The boy seemed to have age drastically right before her very eyes. Gone his rude speech pattern, then came a more respected and polite one, taking it's place. "It's also a pleasure to meet you, Naruto-Chan." Said boy momentarily frowned and then shrugged his shoulders. To be fair, it actually felt nice having someone calling him that without teasing him. "It as I said, I have been waiting for you to show. How I know it is you who will protect the Black Foxes? Well, while you were in deep sleep, these Foxes showed them selves. Some even sleeping near you." Seeing him raise a brow, she continued to settle down his growing confusion. "You see, these Black Foxes are special. And because of this reason, they were hunted down. It has been seventy years since anyone seen them. But for them to just appear and stay near your side, it is proof enough that you were their chosen protector. Along with that outfit, it was easy to know." She said, waving her hand at him to look down.

It was actually the first time he looked at his clothes. Naruto patted down his clothes, looking very confused. "I don't remember wearing these before passing out." It was black, nothing but black. It wasn't that he had something against the color, it was just very dull looking. No matter how much he liked bright clothes to stand out, Naruto actually felt attached to the clothes. "Well, at least I am wearing clothes." He mumbled to himself before looking up at Fuji. "But something still doesn't make sense. Why was I reverted to this age and moved away from Konoha? I can already tell that this 'Kitsune Village' isn't even close to my home." Naruto frowned at that, tilting his head as he crunched up his nose in thought.

"Perhaps I can answer that." Fuji jumped when a voice from out of no where spoke. She looked around but found nothing. Only Naruto staring at her in wonder. A low chuckled surrounded the room, "It seems she can hear me. Kit, I'm coming out." Without letting Naruto have any say in the matter, a small cloud came, forming next to Naruto's left arm. Once the cloud-smoke was gone, Fuji had openly gaped at what was there. A three tailed red fox, stretching and yawning as if it were asleep. Then the fox sat, head up high as if it were a higher being. "Yo." He said, raising a paw like hands at the old woman.

Naruto's palm met his bare forehead. He already had a mild-panic attack when his Hitai-ate was no longer there. Until it hit him that he was trying to sleep, therefore, wasn't even wearing it to begin with. "Here I am, having panic-attacks up the ass, thinking that I was stuck alone in this situation, and all you can say is 'Yo'?" He shook his head and sighed, looking at his partner with a bored expression. "Which reminds me, why were you so quiet? I thought you might have been in one of your weird sleeping hibernation thing. So what gives?" the blonde asked with a tired/irritated tone.

"I was not sleeping, brat." Kurama growled back, earning a glare from said 'brat'. With a huff, he turned his gaze to his paw like hands, examining his claws like they had something new added onto them. "I was actually looking for some information on that matter on hand. Usually, I would be able to find some kind of source with other Bijuu chakra roaming around. But I couldn't," Naruto gulped, having a dread feeling wash over him. Kurama looked back at Naruto, right into his eyes. "because there are no other Bijuu here in this world."

Fuji had been watching them as the red fox and Naruto have been chatting. 'What exactly is a 'Bijuu'? I've never heard of such a thing before.' Again, she continued to watch them, only to have another odd -but usual thought for old people- cross her mind. 'Oh my, this fox has such lovely fur. It's well taken care of.' Fuji smiled to herself, despite Naruto losing his color each passing second. "Excuse me, but what exactly is a 'Bijuu'?" She asked.

And with just that one question, Naruto passed out