Disclaimer: Kishimoto owns Naruto.
Wandering around the street, Naruto felt hungry and honestly tired. Tired of it all. All the stares and the mistreatment. Didn't anyone love him.. at least a little? But it didn't seem like it.
"At least one person.." He whispered.
"Im home!" I shouted like I always I do. And like always no one answers back.
One day. Maybe someone will. Was his last thought as he drifted off to sleep.
A white light woke him up or at least he thinks so because when he open his eyes the sun is TOO bright.
"Ugh, why didn't I close the curtains before going to sleep," he thought as he rolled over deeper into his sheets. Except there were no sheets. Where the hell am I?
Blinking he sits up and sees that he is at the academy underneath a tree. Looking around he sees a man sitting down on a swing, my swing, he thinks.
"Hey old man, get off my swing! Your too old and probably too heavy for it!"
Chuckling this man looks at him and gets up. Dam he is TALL! Blinking twice he notices something else. He looks familiar...
"You took forever to wake up, what kind of ninja sleeps while a stranger is next to him?"
"Whatever, I was pretending to be sleeping and you fell for it, believe it!" That should shut him up.. hopefully.
Of course it doesn't, "So Naruto do you know who I am?"
So he knew he wasn't that smartest, smarter than Sasuke of course but not that smart, and that frustrated him because he felt like he should know who the old man is. Looking closely he notices what stands out the most is his hair, its so bright and yellow, like his. And his eyes, their so blue, like his. And his cheeks have the same whiskers, like his.
"Shit are you a clone or something? I know I look good but why you trying to look like me?"
That earned him a smack in the head. "Dam! What the hell! That hurt."
"I am you, you idiot! I can't believe I was that stupid.."
What! No way! How? He wondered but was too shocked to voice it because honestly it explains why he looked so much like him, at least in his head it does.
Sighing the old man, well old in his opinion but he was probably in his 20s, ran his hand through his hair.
"There's no way you are me, for one I would in no way cut my hair that short. I look awesome with this hairstyle."
Laughing the older man, older him, said "well my wife likes it."
That shocked him, wife, what. He could feel his cheeks burning. No way.
"Wife? You're crazy!" Because honestly he had to be, right?
"No, I'm serious. My wife, i guess your future wife, likes it." Grinning older Naruto answered. At least, hopefully older Naruto, because if he does have a wife then that means maybe he has a …
"Family?", he whispered.