Floating Along- Adventures of a child trying to find his passion, his goal, his motivation in life.
Shrugging on his neon orange jacket, over his black tank, Naruto stared in the mirror. There he saw a part of him not many would see, the part he covers so well from the world. That yearns for something more, for something great!
Now you would think this would seem stupid because it seems like every morning he jumps on top of a roof top screaming he wants to Hokage, but that where you're wrong. Naruto never really wanted to be Hokage. He just wanted to have a goal to work towards, something to give meaning to his miserable life.
Now on to the story you see!
After putting on that jacket and plastering that enormously wide smile on his whiskered face, "It's time to go!" he yelled as he ran out of his apartment. It was time for the ninja academy to begin. Jumping in to class, he sat in the back observing his classmates, but mostly one in particular, Sikamaru Nara.
While staring at the Nara he thought "I wonder if he's like me? I see potential, but he lacks motivation."
Snorting he also thought "Actually the only thing we have in common is the fact that I lack motivation."
"How ironic"
A loud boom sounded as in walked the sensei, a fairly young man with brown hair and a scar across his nose.
"Alright class, it's time to practice our Jutus! Let's start with the henge no jutsu!" announced the sensei.
The only thought that rand through Naruto's mind was "FUCK Iurka-sensei!"
Hi guys! First attempt at an actual story! If you are actually interested in reading it let me know! And then I will actually write it! Lol! Hope you enjoyed my fanfiction! Because that's all it is…a fan writing fiction based on another piece of fiction…. Yeaaa…