Ok this will probably start out crappy, but should eventually even out when i really get my thoughts straight. i'm only writing this because i really really like the idea. You can vote for the pairing if you want but i'll only change what i have in mind if you guys really want it that badly. however no voting for Sasuke, Neiji, or Gaara. Way over done
Anyways, it's not all that original. Female Naruto( name not Naruko!) goes through days as ninja with fox and stuff. bla dy dah. The only real new thing is the pairing in it. Also I'm naming FemNar after a character from the show Digimon. I just like the name.
Disclaimer: Do not own Naruto. If I did then Naruto would not be named Naruto, he'd be named... uh... give me a chapter or two to get back to you.
Short Prologue: Uzumaki Sora, Fox Container.
A man, appearing to be twenty four years old, smiled almost sadly down at a giggling baby in his arms. His hair was a dark red, like dried blood and his eyes were grey. The baby had bright shining blue eyes, blonde hair, and a seal drawn with the fresh blood of the babie's uncle on it's stomach.
Speaking of the childs uncle...
"I'm sorry, Ken," Kazama Arashi apologized to his brother-in-law. "If there were any other way..." He did not need to finish.
"It's OK, Arashi," the man said, trying to keep the tremble out of his voice, "I understand. Just... just promise me she won't be alone." Ken turned to look at his brother by marriage. His skin was much paler than it should have been. It was quite obvious the Uzumaki had been poisoned. And even more obvious he would not be living very long.
Arashi nodded his head sadly to the man. He wished his sister still lived. She would know what to do, know another solution, and even if she didn't atleast she would be here for the child that was about to take on perhaps the heaviest of burdens.
"I promise," Arashi then approached the man and took the newborn from her father. Looking into the face of the baby he smiled a little remeniscently. She was the spitting immage of his baby sister at that age. He could guess she'd almost be mistaken for her mother had they both been alive for her teenage years.
Arashi watched as the heavily poisoned man sat down in a chair near a lamp. Ken picked up a photo of him and his wife, formerly known as Kazama Shinzui. It was a picture of the day of their wedding, just over two years ago. A few saltine tears made their way down the man's face where they then dripped onto the picture.
Arashi gave on final sad sigh before taking a picture of his own from his pocket. It was given to him barely moments before his sister died from the strain of giving birth. It was a picture of his sister and her husband the day after they found out she was pregnant. She instructed him to give this to her daughter the moment she was old enough to talk. She said she wanted her daughter to atleast know the faces of her parents.
He slowly slid the picture into an envelope and mailed it to the retired Sandaime with the same instructions. He then took his niece and went off to end the battle with the Fox Clan.((A/N: More on the Fox Clan later in this story.))
End Prologue
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Chapter one: The Rivalry of Teammates
Umino Iruka sighed slightly in malcontent. Two of his students were arguing... loudly... again.
"What kind of competent ninja where's orange?"
Uchiha Sasuke: Twelve years old, fifth and final year in the accademy, predicted to be the next Rookie Of The Year.
"Fuck you, Dipstick! We're not even ninja yet. Until we are I'll wear whatever the hell I want. And just what exactly is wrong with orange?!"
Uzumaki Sora: Eleven and a half years old, eighth and hopefully final year, previously failed two graduation exams.
Iruka sighed once more. Sora had started the accademy three years early, had some of the best scores in class, and although believed to be a demon, was revered as a genius among geniuses. Then after the third year everything took a turn for the worst. Her grades dropped like a rock, she started pulling pranks, and she started to become rather outspoken... rather loudly outspoken. The change boggled Iruka to no end.
What happened to you, Sora? Perhaps he would be looked down on for it, but he thought of the last remaing Uzumaki as a sister, and, as such, worried greatly about the young woman. He feared the worst might have happened those years ago.
When the discussion ( pertaining to the superiority of orange over all colors) was beginning to get more and more violent (Sora had grabbed Sasuke by the neck and was throttling him after an insulting and somewhat perverted comment) Iruka decided to step in.
"Uzumaki, Uchiha, get to your seats in five seconds or three weeks of afterschool detention for the both of you," Iruka threatened. Both of the students hurried to their seats (clear across the class from eachother) and sat patiently while ignoring the other's existance.
Iruka sighed for a third time. It seemed that the Uzumakis and the Uchihas would have a rivalry for all eternity.
"Now today you will be learning the Kawarimi jutsu..."
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((sorry it's jumpin around but after it get's to the wave arc it should stay pretty straight.))
The day of the graduation was a trying time for many. Some scrubbed out, some barely made it, others gloated needlessly about creating three illusions of themselves.
Sora growled at the Uchiha. He just had to boast unnecessarily about something so fricken easy, so god damned uncomplicated...
"If it's so fucking simple WHY CAN'T I DO IT, DAMN IT?!" She had failed. Her written scores were the worst, her taijutsu was way above average, but her justsu score was the clincher. She had to create three perfect bunshin. She created one sickly looking... thing. It looked more like a male version of herself lying on deaths door.
She could hear the adults whispering about their elation at her failure. She glared directly at the two closest to her and extended her middle finger on her right hand. They gasped and turned their heads away from the 'demon girl', chattering like hyper monkeys.
"You know... he only goes so hard on you because he wants you to do the best," the smooth voice of Mizuki, the other sensei, said to the young Uzumaki.
She lowered her head so her eyes became shadowed by her hair, "I know... but this makes the third time I failed... and if I don't pass next year I have to become a civilian."
Mizuki smirked somewhat evilly, not that she could see.
"Well..."
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Some time much later that night would find Uzumaki Sora studying a large scroll of jutsu with the words 'Forbidden Scroll of Seals' on the outermost layer of paper. She looked extremely pissed at what she found.
"The world is against me... isn't it?" The first jutsu contained within the scroll was of course the Kage Bunshin, the relative of her worst jutsu. She gave a sigh, but stood up and started practicing the handseals for the jutsu with the reasoning of, "If I'm going to be Hokage I'll have to learn the bunshin jutsu sometime or another."
After about three hours she looked tired and scruffy around the edges, but had a particularly pleased smile on her face.
Not a moment later her favorite teacher, Umino Iruka, appeared in the small clearing next to the tool shed. He didn't look overly pleased, but she was too happy about completing the jutsu to notice.
"Hey, Iruka-sensei! I did it! I managed to master one of the jutsu on the secret scroll! I get to be a ninja now, right?" The girl was bouncing excitedly on the balls of her feet.
"What are you talking about, Sora?" Iruka's frown deepened, "Why did you steal the Forbidden Scroll?"
"Mizuki-sensei told me-"
Next thing Sora knew, Iruka had pushed her to the ground next to the scroll and he was stapled to the wall by numerous kunai and shuriken.
"What the hell?! Iruka-sensei, are you OK?" She got up and ran to her teachers aide. Before she could reach him there was another whistling sound and she barely dodged the kunai previously aimed for her neck.
"Mizuki?" Iruka's confused tones seemed to clear things up for a certain fox-girl.
"YOU! You bastard, you planned this, didn't you?!" She shouted pointed into the trees where she spotted her silver haired sensei.
"Of course. You didn't actually expect me to help a demon... did you?" his smirk was one of the most sinister things Sora had ever seen. And what the hell was this 'demon' thing he was talking about. Hell, why did the whole damn village call her a demon?
"Oh, of course, that's right," Mizuki said seeing her confused look, "You don't know." Suddenly Mizuki caught a Kunai between his fingers.
"Mizuki, you bastard! If you breathe a word of it, I swear, I'll remove your head from your shoulders," Sora was surprised by the coldness in her sensei's voice.
"Breathe a word of what, Iruka? The fact that you 'sister' is the very demon that killed your parents. That Uzumaki Sora is the Kyuubi!" Mizuki had turned his eyes to the frozen Uzumaki heiress.
Sora just stared. She couldn't even think as the realization of her true self was brought to the light. She was the Kyuubi. She was the demon fox. No wonder everyone hated her. No wonder that man... She shivered.
"And now I just kill you and take the scroll, then I'll be the hero of the Leaf," Mizuki began cackling evilly as he wound up one of the gian shuriken he carried. He pulled his arm back as far as it would go and launched it at the unsuspecting preteen.
Once again, Sora found herself on the ground. This time Iruka was above her and looked to be in extreme pain.
"Run, Sora! Don't let Mizuki take that scroll! Don't listen to anything he tells you!" the point of the shuriken portruded through the front of Iruka's stoman.
At first Sora was frozen, but then she decided that running away from the mad man with another giant shuriken wth her name on it was probably a good idea. She grabbed the secret scroll and took off like a shot.
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Another passage of time would find the young Uzumaki heiress standing behind a tree listening to her two teachers speak to each other.
"Why do you protect that monster, Iruka? You know that's what she is, right? Just a power hungry monster. That why she really sole the scroll. She wants power. Just like me," Mizuki was smirking at Iruka. If he could get the sentimental fool on his side then it would be that much easier to track the demon down.
"Your right..." hearing Iruka's words Sora's heart nearly broke. It seemed everyone really did hate her. "The kyuubi is a power hungry monster..." Iruka looked directly into Mizuki's eyes with a clear fire of difiance burning in them, "But Sora is a girl who wants to be Hokage, and I'll do everything in my power to make sure you don't stop her from achieving that dream!"
Mizuki growled and grabbed his other shuriken, "Looks like you've become a liability, Iruka..." He once again span the shuriken and pulled his arm back to throw it, only to be stopped by a surprising kick to the face from a certain blonde haired kunoichi in training.
Sora then jumped away from him to land in front of Iruka with he hair shadowing her eyes, "If you touch Iruka-sensei again..." she lifted her head slightly and only one almost glowing frosty,blue eye was visible, "I'll kill you!"
Mizuki gulped in fear. The killer intent was so powerful the air was beginning to cool down around her. Somehow he could tell that the demon fox had nothing to do with this, this was all just a girl protecting her brother. He then smirked remembering her scores in the academy.
"Just try it, demon bitch! I'll kill you with one shot!"
A short series of hand seals later and the forest was filled to the brim with replications of the Uzumaki and suddenly Mizuki lost all remnants of his confidence.
About two minutes later found Uzumaki Sora nervously twitching as Iruka had her close her eyes. She could feel the cloth being tied around her forehead and desperately wanted to open her eyes to see if her high hopes were not going to give her a long drop.
"You can open your eyes now, Sora," Sora did so and immediately reached up to feel the cloth band around her head and felt the metal plate on the front, "Congratulations Sora! You pass!"
Sora then proceeded to tackle/hug her sensei with a cry of joy.
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The next day Sora sat in class next to Inuzuka Kiba (her crush) and Aburame Shino. She eagerly awaited the team assignments.
"Team Seven: Uzumaki Sora, Haruno Sakura," both kunoichi hung their heads in dissapointment, "and Uchiha Sasuke." Suddenly one started shouting about true love defeating all( guess who) while the other, the blonde one, started banging her head on her desk while groaning out the words, "Kami, have mercy, just kill me now."
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A/N: So what do you all think. Is it good? Is it bad? Is it ugly? and how many of you actually know of a movie called The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly? Anyways leave a review if you want, don't if you don't. Thanks for reading, it's appreciated.