Disclaimer: It's called "fan fiction" for a reason.
Warnings: OOCness, possibly language.
Note: This is the prologue, designed for informational purposes only. If you read the rest of the story, but skip the prologue, you'll be hella confused.
"Speaking"
"Thinking"
My Guardian, My Angel
(Prologue)
(Naruto's P.O.V.)
Whether we realize it or not, we all think about it at some point or another, some more than others. Many are barely fazed by the question. Many are completely baffled by the concept.
What happens to us when we die?
There are many things that people believe. Some say we go to either a place called Heaven or another place called Hell. Some say we come back to the earth in another body. Some even say our souls are left to wander the earth aimlessly. In a way, all of these theories are rather close to the truth.
Yes, that's right. I, Uzumaki Naruto know what happens after death.
How, you ask? So what does happen, you ask?
I'll tell you.
For starters, I know because I'm dead.
When you die, you're sent to a place called Heaven – though it's not like you think it is. When you reach Heaven, you are assigned a baby child to watch over. You will keep this child safe throughout their entire life without them knowing of your existence. You are this person's guardian. If you keep them alive until they are supposed to die, you are sent back to earth in a new body, losing all of your previous memories of guardianship.
If, however, your charge dies before their pre-set life span is up, you are sent to Hell, to live amongst the demons.
There have, however, been odd exceptions to many of the rules of the afterlife. For example, when I was alive, my guardian was a demon named Kyuubi. Though she is a demon, she is a guardian and an inhabitant of Heaven, not Hell. This is because she was caught performing kind acts in Hell, and was exiled. It seems silly to me, but in Hell, that's a serious crime. Since she is a demon, she was not sent to earth when I died, so now I'm able to talk to her all the time. She's like a mother to me.
In Heaven, being a guardian is not the only job. There is a matchmaker, three fates, the master of death, as well as many other positions.
The matchmaker's name is Tsunade, or as I call her, baa-chan. She has this book in which she has written the match for every single person on the planet earth, and the date on which they are destined to meet. She won't let anyone see the book though, the old hag.
The three fates are Ino, Tenten and Sakura-chan. I used to have a huge crush on Sakura-chan, but she threatened to weave something bad into my charge's fate if I didn't lay off, so I did. As far as I know, Tenten is pretty cool, and Ino is alright, but I don't know them as well as I do Sakura-chan.
The master of death is Gaara. He's too serious for his own good. I told him that he needed to lighten up, and he just narrowed his eyes and threatened to kill anyone and everyone I ever cared about if I didn't shut up. Yeah, he really needs to lighten up.
That's as much as you need to know for now, so let's move on to the present, shall we?
(Narrator P.O.V.)
"Aw, come on Sakura-chan! Can't you just get the book for me?"
The pink-haired girl rolled her eyes at her pouting friend. "No Naruto, that would go against too many rules. The only people that are allowed to see that book are us fates and Tsunade-sama, herself. No exceptions!"
The blond whimpered. "But I want to see who my charge is going to end up with!"
Sakura narrowed her eyes. That boy was taking too much of a liking to his charge. It wasn't healthy to get attached to your charge, because once they were dead, you would never, ever see them again. It was especially bad to meddle in your charge's personal business.
"It's none of your business who he's going to fall in love with. Now go make sure he isn't killing himself or something, baka!"
Naruto scowled and trudged away despondently. He was clearly unhappy that his friend wouldn't help him, but he was not to worry – he had a perfect plan.
The mischievous blond crept into Tsunade's office, making sure not to make a single noise. He didn't want to wake the sleeping matchmaker. Boy, she would be pissed. Especially if she knew what he was up to.
Carefully, he lifted her arms up from where they were draped over her book of matches.
"Come to papa," he whispered softly to himself, excitedly. Finally he'd find out. Seriously, who ever said curiosity killed the cat?
He smoothly swiped the book out from under her, and replaced it with a large throw pillow. He grinned widely, before escaping swiftly to the safety of his bedroom.
He reached his room in seconds, due to his God-like speed, and he jumped onto his bed, before opening the book, and flipping to the "U" section.
"Ubiro Karin… Uboma Fuuma… Uchiha Itachi…" he mumbled aloud, skimming the names written neatly in neat script. "Ah! There it is. Uchiha, Sasuke."
For some reason, the name was written in different handwriting then the rest of the book, but the thought didn't even process in the Naruto's head, seeing as he usually had a one-track mind, and at this particular moment, he refused to be distracted. Using his finger as a pointer, he traced the line that lead from his charge's name to his charge's match. He froze when he reached the name of his charge's soul mate.
"Uzumaki Naruto?!"
A/N:
Er, not my fault. Plot bunny. I tried to kill it, but it didn't work. Thus, this story was born. I'll probably be able to update tomorrow. If not, I don't know when. Soon, though.
Forgive me for the boringness. It's just the prologue. It's mainly explaining stuff.
Eh, whatever. REVIEW.
Ja.