This is the project I have been working on for over seven months now, and has been taking up a good portion of my time. I've always loved reading the fanfics with a Naruto character returning to the past to change the future, or even where people put themselves in the story in some way and do it that way. Anyway, enough of this boring babble, on to the story, please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, only all characters that I myself have created, and those jutsus related to them as well as used by them. However, if you want to use some aspect of them for your own benefit, by all means, be my guest, just please give a little credit to me. Thank you, and enjoy!
"Another caravan at the gates, as usual…I wonder where some of them came from this time…" The chuunin guard sighed but his eyes caught an unusual glint from one of the travelers. Unlike the others his cloak was much more faded, tattered at the edges and there was a strange aura surrounding him. Strange, I don't recognize that kind of cloak, He watched as they walked past everyone else taking in all the sights around them. Guess that one must be from one of the smaller villages, oh well. The traveler glanced back at the chuunin guard before disappearing in a odd flash of light. Neither one of the guards noticed this but one of the other travelers did and they disappeared a moment later leaving the caravan to its business.
Man, this place looks amazing, sensei wasn't kidding about Konoha being the greatest of the five nations! The traveler took in a deep breath of air yet instead of enjoying it they tensed up and let out a low growl. Sick irony, thy name be Konoha…Another flash of light went unnoticed as the traveler appeared in the shadows of the alleyway following the echoes of laughter and tears. It should be somewhere around here…wait, there! The figure jumped at the wall and pushed off sending them over the dead-end and straight into the thick branches of a nearby tree. He took a look around him before taking care to pull some branches back to find himself watching a small fight between three small kids and three preteens. Not very fair to the kids…
"Aw, the little babies are gonna cry…"
"Maybe they need a diaper change?"
"Leave us alone meanies!" A small boy wearing a large greenish blue scarf tried to kick one of the bigger kids in the shins but he got pushed back onto the ground. What the hell was that for? Why isn't someone stepping in to stop this? He searched the area but he didn't find anyone around except for a couple of shinobi who were sleeping on a bench across the way.
"Or what baby?"
"Gonna sick your sensei on us?"
"I'm so scared!"
"Just leave us alone!" The larger of the trio smirked before pushing the scarf boy back down. A red head behind the scarf boy continued to cry as the traveler felt his rage boiling up as the beanpole of the trio stomped over to her. Must resist…urge to kill…
"Please!"
"Oh just shut up baby!" SCREW THIS TO HELL!
The blow never hit the girl, nor did it even launch. She opened her eyes to find a large cloaked figure standing between her and the beanpole that seemed to be whimpering in pain. Where did he come from? Beanpole tried his best to pull his arm out of the grip but it did nothing more than tighten up as the other kid along with the red head piled up behind scarf boy. Low profile my ass... He released his grip and beanpole went running back to his friends who stood at the big one's side.
"Hey, buzz off!" The figure turned to look at the little kids who were trembling behind scarf boy, and then looked back at the three bullies in front of them.
"How about, no." Beanpole snickered as the rat faced kid on the left cracked his knuckles.
"You should have left when you had the chance…"
"And you should have taken your mask off this morning, that is a mask right?" All three kids exploded into giggles as rat face sneered at the figure who remained standing in front of them. They turned to the kids and gave them a small grin, Now, to comfort the kids a little more. "Did you get dropped on the head a few times, or are you just stupid by nature?"
"You just earned yourself a beatdown you little punk!" Rat face charged straight at the figure yet his fist never made contact with flesh. In fact, he never got close to his target at all, he was sent flying back as the cloaked figure turned to the other two. He smiled again while turning around and crouching down to the girl's level.
"Could you do me a favor and hold onto my cloak for me?" She gave a small nod before a large brown cloak dropped into her arms almost covering her entire body. And what all of them saw surprised them, the kids most of all. The boy stood there wearing a tight dark gray flak vest with four scroll holders and a hood pulled down on his back. A white headband covered his forehead with four black kanji on the front and a long tied off piece hanging down to his neck. Both arms were covered in white bandages from the elbow down with more on the right arm with a single three layered shoulder plate on his left arm. On one hand was a strange glove covering his lower arm near his elbow with white cloth over his fingertips and strapped tight onto his arm. His pants were forest green stopping at his thighs above the kneecaps, which were covered in black bandages underneath with tight compact, battle grieves of white with the same design as his gloves. Last of all aside from the black metal-reinforced tobi, was the fact he had fierce dark amber brown eyes with short snow-white hair lying flat down and split down the middle to go both ways. The one thought that went through the bullies' minds was this; maybe I should have stayed in bed this morning.
"W-w-we're g-g-genin p-p-punk-k-k, y-o-o-u don't-t-t scare us-s-s!" The boy let out a low chuckle and turned to rat face.
"I was just going to let you go, but," His smile faded away and the amber brown eyes flashed in anger as a huge aura of power exploded out from him. Beanpole started to shake as rat face began to sweat bullets while the boy pulled up a simple mask with two white stripes down the side over his lower face. Oh shit, he's going to kill us! The boy smiled under his mask while lifting both arms in front of him with his right fist in front of his face behind his left fist. "You will regret picking on this kids for the rest of your life!"
"You don't sca-" A single blur was the only thing they saw as the boy slammed his fist hard into the big guy's gut followed by a second and third punch to his gut. Each blow seemed to push the big guy back more and more until the boy stopped for a moment to watch as the big guy struggled to catch his breath. What the hell is he? A fist came crashing into his thoughts as the blow sent the big guy flat on his back and out cold. Both beanpole and rat face stared at their fallen leader as the boy turned to them with his amber eyes still blazing and cracking his knuckles again.
"Bullies are nothing but scum, now get out of my sight. I SAID NOW!" They picked up their leader before leaving a pair of skid marks behind them as the boy snorted and turned to the kids. The girl was just staring up at him in awe while both boys were just staring dumbfounded at the quick display of power and speed they had just seen. Wow, you would think they've never seen taijutsu before. "You kids all right?"
"SUGOI! How did you kick his butt without getting hit?"
"How'd you learn to move so fast?"
"Could you teach me how to do that?"
"Whoa there, one at a time!" All three kids stopped jumping up and down while the boy smiled and sat down. "First, I stopped talking and just let him have it. Second, training, lots and lots of training, last, I'm not sure if I can trust you three to keep my taijutsu a secret…"
"Please?" The red head looked up at him with the infamous Kawaiigan no jutsu. Ah, the Kawaiigan no jutsu, mastered by all children at birth. Unstoppable, and one of the most powerful jutsus in the world of shinobi with a .1 percent chance of failure. The trio continued to stare at him with all three using the Kawaiigan no jutsu. Statistics are often right…except when it comes to me.
"Sorry, can't teach it to you," All three looked crestfallen yet perked their heads up as the boy continued. "However, I'm well known back home for taijutsu, I suppose I could give you some pointers…if, you promise not to tell anyone else about it, k?"
"Hai!"
"Honorable grandson!" Aw man, not four-eyes! The boy noticed the look of discomfort on the scarf-boy's face and he turned to see a tall man wearing black shades appear in a puff of smoke. I haven't seen this boy around Konoha before, he pushed up his shades and looked over the boy's attire. Interesting, he appears to have some shinobi training, I wonder… "Ah, I see you have met the Hokage's grandson."
"Just passing by, didn't know I bumped into the grandson of the Hokage." He smiled while scarf-boy felt a groaning fit coming on. Great, just when I meet someone new, they have to know about my name. Scarf boy braced himself for the oncoming praise but instead he felt his hand being engulfed in a large handshake. "Nice to meetcha, what's your name?
"Uh, Konohamaru, this is Moegi, and Udon…"
"Nice to meetcha you all, name's Maboroshi," He pointed up the headband he was wearing. "Itake Maboroshi."
"I take it from your attire you are here for the Genin Exams?"
"Yep, say, who's in charge of shinobi housing around here?" Ebisu raised an eyebrow as he took a closer look at Maboroshi's outfit. His stance is different than any other I've seen, and those eyes and hair. His eyes darted up to the hair and then stared at the amber eyes which seemed to glow with a live all their own. Why do I feel a strange presence around here? Again he looked to Maboroshi and that's when he noticed it, the dim glow surrounding his body, one that was indistinguishable by any elite shinobi. "Uh, something wrong with my vest?"
"Ah, no, I was just wondering…those bandages…"
"Oh yeah, just some custom combat bandages, nothing more…" Yet, Ebisu couldn't rip his eyes from the strange patterns decorating the black bandages wrapped tight around Maboroshi's right hand. "Well, better get going then, need to get registered for the Academy, see you guys later."
"Bye onii-san!" He smiled at Moegi while taking his cloak back before saluting to Konohamaru and Udon and then disappearing in a brief flash of light. And yet, as the light faded away, Ebisu could not shake off the strangest feeling that he had heard of Maboroshi before. Somewhere, but he couldn't remember at all, I know I have heard that name but whe- Ebisu froze up as his glasses slipped down revealing two huge saucer sized eyes. The book in his hands fell to the ground with a light thump causing the three kids to turn around. Impossible! Who are you Itake Maboroshi?
Elsewhere, the very white haired boy smiled while overlooking Konoha, his arms folded over his chest with his eyes focused on the large building below him. He then frowned as his nose wrinkled in disgust, his eyes narrowed again like before but this time, his whole fist was glowing with blazing silver chakra as his eyes started to glow with the same light. Children being attacked by those who are supposed to be their mentors and example...Shinobi who do not pay attention to the younger generation...sickening, and worse yet! Maboroshi closed his eyes and then reopened them. At once he felt his stomach tighten up, his knuckles underneath their cloth and leather were already ghost white with his face a mixture of fatigue and sickness.
"Sad isn't it?" A pale man appeared beside him with a heavy frown on his face wearing a dark green vest with dull brown eyes. He gazed over at Maboroshi who was doubled over wheezing and he managed to stop wheezing long enough to mutter under his breath. Maboroshi slapped the ground with a quick set of handseals letting out a heavy sigh while also standing back up on his feet.
"Very, even worse that I can sense very few strong lights within this, pardon my french, hellhole..."
"Do not be, I too find this as disturbing as you do, worse yet as its my home. I've seen it drop from its great glory in my day to this..." Both of them frowned while Maboroshi let the white chakra fade away back into his body. Such pain, such sorrow...I cannot allow this to remain here any longer...The man seemed to be thinking the same thing as he had also clenched his fists while turning to Maboroshi. "Your the one I've heard about from the others, from Komuko."
"Then you know why I'm here..."
"...And you could not have come here at a better time, let me lead you around." Maboroshi smiled as the glow from his eyes faded and he muttered a simple kai under his breath while bowing to the man. He then started to follow the man with his hands covered in the dim glow of silver chakra
"Thanks, I'll see what I can do about this place, Byakuga..." And both of them disappeared in a flash of light leaving a pair of scorch marks on the ground...
Many questions, yet few answers...I hope you all enjoyed it! Here's a small preview of what's to come...
"Oi, you'll pay for that bastard!" Kiba roared only to find his voice overwhelmed by a blinding light erupting from Maboroshi's arm. Silver chakra seemed to explode out of his arm and the roaring thunder grew from out of his arm as he clenched the fist sending light cascading into the sky. A large ball formed around his hand into a single shape and Maboroshi vanished from sight.
"All you understand is might makes right, but your live too much by your sword, sooner or later..." Loud roaring thunder came from out of nowhere as Maboroshi flashed into sight and shot forward right into Kiba's face with a small trail of chakra behind his arm. "...You'll fall on it, HYAKUJUU!"
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