Hi, it's me again with another story. Hope you like this one.
A True Shinobi
In a Country, there was a Village. In the Village, there was a house. In the house, there was a boy. In the boy, there was a demon fox. In the demon fox, there was hatred. In the hatred, there was cunning. In the cunning, there was a plan, in the plan, there was death.
This is the story of Uzumaki Naruto and the Nine Tailed demon fox inside him.
This story does not start happy, so what makes you think it will end happy?
In this world, there is a thing called false hope. You'll soon see that even though the bravest of heroes have hope, only the villains will tell them it is false hope. Are people with no hope that try to achieve their dream, villains? Or people who see the truth and see, that in the world of shinobi, there is only fights, hatred, victory and death.
This is the story of Uzumaki Naruto and the demon fox inside of him.
Villains aren't really villains. Most villains want to take over the world but, you don't know why. They might want to do it for a completely good reason, but their ways of going about it are wrong. They might want to protect everyone by killing a few people, but ask yourself, is that actually so bad?
What is a shinobi?
Some may say a shinobi is a protector. Konoha
Some may say they are soldiers. Kumo and Iwa.
Some may say that they are tools. Kiri and Suna.
Who is right and who is wrong?
People from Konoha say that being a shinobi isn't just being a soldier or a tool, it's about protecting your loved ones and protecting your village and being a hero.
Bullshit. It's all bullshit.
They're lying to themselves and they know it, because a true shinobi is looking after yourself and surviving.
Kumo, Iwa, Suna and Kiri know what a shinobi is.
They say it's being a soldier and a tool and they're right. But the most important thing about being a shinobi is the one thing they don't tell all the children when they enter the Shinobi Academy.
Because by being a shinobi and a kuniochi, you are being a murderer. A cold-blooded murderer with no emotions.
This is the story of Uzumaki Naruto.
So, I ask you again, is a villain, really a villain because they refuse to believe in false hope and in turn have no hope and wish to take over the world? Or is a villain a villain because they have seen the harsh truth of being a shinobi and simply do their job properly?
Take Itachi for example. He killed his whole clan for his village, so everyone could be safe and his little brother doesn't get killed in a civil war, but the thanks he gets is being branded a villain because he did his job.
And Orochimaru? Doing tests on people to achieve immortality? He's only scared of dying, and he's using his shinobi training to do his research. Who says he won't share the secret of immortality with you, so no one dies and is filled with grief because a loved one had left the land of the living?
So is it bad for Naruto to have Itachi and Orochimaru as his idols because he has seen the truth?
Is it bad that the Naruto we all know will not be the same Naruto here?
Is it bad that he will be a better version?
Is it bad that he-
No, I won't tell you the last one, so find out yourself. The story starts off with a four year old Uzumaki Naruto and he is a bit odd but it will be better for everyone in the long run.
Kukukukukukukuku.
Watch. All of the Elemental Countries, keep a close eye on him. Watch Uzumaki Naruto rise above expectations and become a legendary figure. Watch.
A True Shinobi
A blonde four year old boy wearing pajamas looked into a bathroom mirror glaring at himself wondering what he did wrong.
'What did i do wrong? What did i do to deserve this treatment? I never did a thing to them, yet the hate me with such hatred. I couldn't have done anything when i was a baby, because, i was just a baby. It's not like i terrorize the village, if anything, i leave them all alone. But i still get those cold looks'
He touched his cheek and felt his whisker marks.
'Is it because of these marks? do they think I'm a freak for having them? I don't know where they came from, I even think I was born with them'
He then touched his hair and touched the outline of his eyes.
'Is it because of my eye colour or my hair colour? The fact that I don't look like a Konoha native?'
He then lifted up his shirt and channeled some chakra. Slowly, something that resembled a tattoo appeared on his stomach.
'Is because of this seal that appears on my stomach every time I channel chakra?
He let go of his shirt and stopped channeling chakra and closed his eyes. When he re-opened them they were bloody red and the pupil was a slit.
'Or is it because on command or when I'm angry, my eyes go red and I feel more animal than human?'
He kept staring at the mirror until his eyes went back to his normal sapphire blue.
But the thing was, he already knew why they hated him.
Now, contrary to popular belief, Uzumaki Naruto was not stupid. Nor was he deaf, or blind. So when villagers started whispering things like "look at that demon acting like one of us" or "Kyuubi should just die already" and "how dare it destroy our village and kill our Yondaime", you start to think about why they say things like that.
So all Naruto had to do was connect the dots.
His birthday was on October 10th, he had whisker marks, he had a seal meant to contain something, the villagers always called him a demon and Kyuubi brat and kept on saying he killed their families or destroyed the village, when the Kyuubi did that four years ago, on the day he was born.
So either he was Kyuubi, or Kyuubi was sealed inside him or everyone was smoking that new thing called weed.
Naruto sighed. He knew he couldn't go to Hokage-jiji because if he didn't tell him anything before, why would he tell him now.
Now what he needed to do now, was to find someone a bit older than him around 9 or 10, who was here in Konoha during the attack and knew the full story. The young blond racked his brain for any 9 or 10 year olds he had seen recently.
There was that Inuzuka girl, but he didn't know where she lived or her name. There was that purple haired girl who hung out with that guy who always seemed to be sick, but she was about 15.
Naruto suddenly smiled. There was that raven-haired boy who was 9 and had a little brother his age! He would have been five years old around the time of the attack, so he would have remembered the attack clearly, since it wasn't that long ago! Also he knew the boy's name and where he lived.
Score!
The four-year-old got off of the chair he had been standing on to see into the mirror and ran out of his bathroom into his bedroom, where he changed out of his pajamas and put on a black over-sized shirt with a red swirl on the back and white shorts and black shinobi sandals.
He then ran out of his room into his kitchen, where he pulled a chair over from the table and stood on it so he could reach the cupboard to get the instant ramen. Still standing on the chair, he prepared the instant ramen and looked around his apartment while waiting for the 3 minutes it took for the ramen to cook.
Naruto's apartment wasn't run down, in fact it was far from it. He had two bedrooms, a big bathroom, and a living room that connected to the kitchen that connected to the dining room. He had running water that was hot from 6:00am to 9:00 and from 1:00pm to 4:00pm and from 8:00pm to 11:00pm, his heater worked fine, the water was clean and no one vandalized his home. The only bad thing was that he was lonely. He was young and a place like this was huge! He wished he could have someone to share this place with, whether they where his age or older, he didn't care. As long as they didn't judge him or hate him and didn't finish all his ramen.
Speaking of ramen, his instant one was ready.
He quickly picked it up, got off the chair and set the ramen on the table. He got some chopsticks and as he snapped them apart he shouted,
"Itadikatmasu!"
30 minutes later...
A young blond haired, blue-eyed boy nervously walked in front of a large compound. The two black haired black-eyed guards narrowed their eyes at him.
"Stop" one of them said "What business do you have here?"
The boy smiled fiddled with his fingers.
"Ano, could I see Uchiha Itachi? I need to ask him something"
Thanks for reading, I'll update this story every Saturday. Please R&R
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