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Chapter One: Roadside

He watched his surroundings carefully and sighed. Madara had done what he said he would do. Just seconds before the seemingly immortal Uchiha had died; he had used the power of his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan to send the seventeen year old blond into another dimension. Although he was saddened by the fact the he could not return to his friends and family, the ninja was glad that the threat that was Madara had finally ended. He could only hope that his friends would go on with their life without him. He was not one to mope around and brood for too long and before you know it, he decided he would make a life for himself in this new yet strangely peaceful world.

He had been out in the city to find out anything and everything about it. Apparently he was in a country called Japan where they spoke the same language as his home world, so that was one thing less to worry about. The world was also devoid of any shinobi and mystical arts like the usage of chakra, and modern technology had taken its place. Namikaze Naruto could only sigh again as he knew that he could not use any of his techniques. In the years that the war against Madara had taken place the hyperactive ninja had matured some and became a bit smarter. It was necessary if he wanted to survive the battles he had faced.

The blond, dressed in a simple attire of blue T-shirt, black jeans, red sneakers and an orange backpack slung on his shoulder wandered the streets of the city that he was in, taking all the sights and sounds. It was sure different than his home, but he would adapt just like a ninja should. Another thing that he found out about this world was that most of the youth played around with something called an Air Treck or AT. It was a motorized pair of rollerblades of some sort and with it a person could do a variety of gravity defying tricks with skills. This interested the blond tremendously. If he can't use chakra techniques and fight in this world, doing tricks with Air Trecks was a something that he could do to pass the time. He grinned, thinking of all the fun that he will have with AT's.

"But first things first... Where the heck could I get an Air Treck?" exclaimed the blond teenager.

His wandering feet had taken him outside of an old abandoned warehouse by the looks of it. Inside he found an old man dressed in rags, probably homeless by the looks of it. Naruto shrugged, this was a good place as any to crash for the night. With no home to go to and not enough money, the ninja had to sleep outside or some other place like the warehouse he was in. The old man smiled as he watched blond. It had been some time since he had company.

"Yo! Mind if I join you old timer?"

"I could use the company sonny," replied the old man with a toothy grin. The blond then sat across the old man, a crackling fire between them giving off warmth. "It's been some time since I've had company, I'm Ikazuchi."

"The name's Naruto, old timer!" The blonde had replied with a grin of his own. For a while the two just sat in awkward silence before they both drifted off to sleep. When dawn came, the blond teen was already awake. It was a habit for him to wake before the sun could be seen. He didn't know when it became a habit, but it was a good habit to have. Still sitting on the floor, Naruto lifted his hands up and stared at them. He tried willing his chakra to form the famed Rasengan, but to his dread it didn't form. He sighed and closed his eyes. He already knew he couldn't use any chakra in this new world, but he could still hope can't he?

Seeing that the old man was still asleep, the blond got up and stretched a bit before yawning. He had to get a job or something soon, because if not, he won't survive for long. But where could he get a job here? He decided to leave the thought for now. It was time for him to move but before he did, he looked back at the old man and reached into his pockets and took out a few notes of Yen and tucked it into the old man's pocket. Though he didn't have much money himself, Namikaze Naruto had a philosophy of do good when you can.

When he looked at the rising sun in the east, he had a feeling that the day was going to be a good one. Feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin, the former ninja stepped out of the old abandoned warehouse and searched for a public bath. He was starting to stink and he hadn't had a good bath in a while now. After finding a bathhouse and having bathed, the blonde felt refreshed and ready to take on the world. With a large smile on his face and a skip in his steps, Namikaze Naruto headed to one of the railroads that were in Tokyo. With no destination in mind, the blonde decided to follow one of the tracks until he found something. After a few moments, he chuckled at his situation. He really was a wanderer now.

When Naruto reached into his pockets, all he could pull out was enough money for a decent meal or two. He sighed then smiled, he will just work harder to find some money. As he looked up to the sky however, the scene of two people, a girl and a boy, soaring in the sky made him smile. 'Damn, I've really got to get a pair of those ATs!" Continuing his journey on the railroad track, Naruto saw that the sun was about to set. 'Whoa, time goes by when you're walking aimlessly,' thought the blonde with a laugh. Just as he was about to take another step, the sight of a shop on the railroad caught his interest. There was a large sign above it that spelled Grand Slam. "I wonder if they're hiring anyone?" said the former ninja out loud. Walking up to the shop, he was greeted by the sight of large woman, probably around the age of Tsunade. He almost missed the short old man behind the counter.

"What can I do for you, boy?" asked the woman as he eyed the blond.

"Well, wanted to ask if you'd like hired help? I'm short on money and looking for a job."

"Hmm…" let out the woman as she pondered. She could use some help with cleaning and stockpiling the AT parts that was in her shop. As she looked at the boy, she could see that he was an honest person and that he really was desperate for the money judging by his clothing. With a rather dangerous looking grin she turned to Naruto. "I have some work that you can do sonny, but it'll be hard work."

"I don't mind," replied the blonde with a smirk. "The name's Naruto by the way."

"You can call me Grandma," pointing at the old man, "And you can call him Grandpa."

"Pleasure to meet you both!" said the teen with a smile. He couldn't believe his luck. He had a job now, and that would secure his meal for some time.