In each generation, there was always two that would always stand out. These two people would rise together by their powerful bond created by fate. Without each other, they would be weak. Together, they would be gods. Too bad for Naruto, a boy who lived on his own in the Land of Waves, that he was one of the chosen two and his partner was a shinobi with a dark goal. AU.
Or,
An AU where shinobi's still exist and the bond that Indra and Asura shared are better represented by the markings that Hagoromo had on his hands, Naruto was raised in the Land of Waves without the influence of shinobi and Sasuke's... still Sasuke.
Alright, so since you clicked on this I'm just gonna thank you for giving this a chance. I'll be telling you right now that there isn't any main focused "pairing" in this story. If anything, I really don't have anything big to focus on... so, the only real things I'm going to make clear is that there is no yaoi pairings nor any yuri pairings. I'm also telling you all that there isn't going to be a harem for a single character either. It'll slightly follow the main Naruto plot with its own twists and stories. I'm not really sure if I'm going to be updating this much at all.
Also, if you didn't read above, no complete focus on main pairings. Only bonds, like the reincarnations of Indra and Asura's chakras.
Before anyone points out something flawed in the story... I do have plans for Naruto later on, do NOT worry about his attacks. Thanks!
Anyway, once again, thank you all for reading this!
I do not own Naruto/Naruto Shippuden, please support the official releases of the franchise.
"It was a legend lost in time. The so called... bond. Two powerful people had created it and through generations, two someone's would be blessed with the ability of god-like power. There were guidelines found with each bond which bred hatred and jealously to certain clans. For the ability was always grated at random, no one would know where it would sprout next.
The creators of the bond were two mighty warriors. Two men that used their abilities and ideals to create peace within the continent of elements like their master, the Sage of Six Paths, had done before. Their ideals were spread to the people of other villages, one of love to create peace while the other power to create peace... but the ideals clashed too much. The two men came across each other and fought to the death to decide which ideal was to create the ultimate peace in the Elemental Nations. Both had fallen to their wounds and their power... was thought to be lost. The great powers that ended wars between the little clans and villages had disappeared.
A few decades later, war began to breed and the mighty clans fought for dominance. Unaware, inside the warring clans... two children were granted the bond the men of the past used to share before clashing to the death. The only way to detect the passage of power through time was on the palm's of the children's dominant hands. For the child with the ideals of love, a white sun would lay there bright as day. Meanwhile for the child with the ideals of power, a black crescent moon would reside.
At first, the children of these clans had gotten along fairly well together. Until despair had hit their families within the cold grasp of war, bringing them to fight for their families. The clans continued their war against one another, their weapons resounding through the air. The dispute went on for months on end, arriving at an end point when the large clans called for the fight to end. What was achieved out of the entire war was a break from fighting to create something new.
This something new would be the creation of the Hidden Villages, known as-"
"I can't read this anymore, is there any good reason why I'm reading this?" His voice piped in, making the men around him face fault.
"Come on kid," One protested, "You have to understand this! That thing on the palm of your hand, it ain't normal! That book just described whatever was going on with ya!"
Another firmly nodded his head, "Naruto, for a kid who works with gossip bridge workers like us... are you really that dumb enough to not pick it up? You are destined for something great! A talent that villages would destroy for if they had the other!"
"Yeah yeah," The blonde muttered, scrunching up his nose, "But really? A shinobi life... isn't the exact life I'd like to live. I have a nice settled one right here with you guys."
"Naruto!" A bridge worker hissed, "You're always complaining about the job! If you dedicated yourself enough to try to learn from the books you got lying around in your house, I'd think you'd be able to join the shinobi forces and prove yourself. There's your "excitement" in that."
Naruto leaned back on one of the many giant logs of timber. Of course, he had rattled off on excitement days ago... but that was a thing of the past. He was just an orphan, he was raised up at the orphanage in the Land of Waves for as long as he could remember. When he asked the ladies of the building about how he arrived there, all they could offer was an explanation of finding him curled up in a woman with long red hair's hold... her body long buried at one of the many cliff sides of the semi-large land.
The blonde didn't ask much more about the lady with red hair. They didn't have a name for her... but Naruto could only assume that was his mother. And where was his father? He had no clue. He grew up without one, being raised with other children that were left around. Well, until they started to be dragged into the business of a dirty man... but that was a matter he didn't like to think about much more. He, unlike the other children, moved out once he talked to the leader of the bridge makers and got a job to support himself. It was measly pay... but for the island with barely any money to spare, it was the best he could do for himself.
Naruto... wasn't a cheery, exciting child like his co-workers would say about other children. The only real things that stuck out on him was the sun-kissed blonde hair, the light cerulean blue eyes, the slim three whisker birthmarks of his and, well, the so called "bond" piece of the ideal of love that was stuck on his right palm. No matter how he scrubbed, cleaned and peeled at the skin of his right hand... it never came off. So, Naruto donned a pair of finger-less gloves with his usual outfit consisting of a faded orange vest, grey shorts and sandals and forgot it even existed. Until today, where his co-workers had to bring the book to try to talk the young blonde to go off and do something better with his life.
He bit out a retort, "Well, I find the excitement of building something to piss of a money grubbing underground lord better than being a shinobi. Don't you?"
"Don't make fun of that, we're putting our necks out to improve our land." A nearby co-worker hissed, "Just... never mind guys. Drop the subject and let the kid have the book for now, he doesn't want to leave today but maybe it'd get to him later. We just gotta finish our shifts for today and Tazuna will give our pay."
Naruto scoffed, "Fine, I'll keep your stupid book. Let's get back at it, guys!" He added on in a cheerful tone and the men let out their own little cries of determination. They wouldn't let the Land of Waves down.
When Naruto got to his little home, he threw the book on his bed and donned his nightwear which consisted of a light blue long sleeved shirt and some pants that were colored the same shade of blue. He ate whatever he had caught in the sea and whatever he had bought from the market (it wasn't much at all because there wasn't much to sell in the Land of Waves... the markets had little to no food and the prices were exaggerate for the items) and laid down on the small lumpy mattress he found tossed out by the locals.
It took a few minutes for him to even call it close to comfortable, and when he did he weakly picked up the book his co-workers had decided to give him, "The Bond of Ancients... I can't believe they went as far as to find me a book like this." He muttered bitterly under his breath, "What would the fuss be all about? They really didn't give a crap about what I did with my life until they brought this book with them..." He flipped the cover, letting his eyes roam past the fist few pages that he was forced to read aloud to the bridge builders.
"As documented in previous studies from the two eras of the bond, we can theorize some ideas. One, the two bonded may each have separate bodies... but their souls may be intertwined. They most likely can experience what the other is feeling when they themselves are at peace. They may also be able to identify each other say if one of them was lost if their souls did intertwine by a sudden change to their bodies. Two, if these two bonded connect themselves with one another, most likely they would share their emotions or power together. Say for example, if one was tired out and the other was ready to fight, if the tired one touched the spirited one they too, would be rejuvenated. Three, since they share a connection together... it would be right to assume that if one dies to injuries, the other would experience those injuries and follow their other to death. The death of old age may be the exception to this theory though.
These are mainly speculation with the research we've collected from past archives-"
Naruto flicked his wrist to the side, letting the book smack into the wooden wall with a thud. Stupid theories... stupid ideas, stupid scientists! He groaned, "Why was I the other one?!" He paused, sighing, "Then again... I wonder who the heck the other guy is. Please, of all things, let this person be a farmer or something stupid like that. I rather not die because someone was an idiot and fought someone else's battles."
The blonde let out another sigh, curling up in the small blanket covering him, "I wouldn't have to worry about that, though." He laughed softly, "After all, those are just theories. What, out of all that crap, could be real?"
"Hey, Naruto!" The blonde groaned, covering his face as sunlight danced in from a dusty window, "Brat! Open up!"
"Shut up!" He barked back tiredly, "I was sleeping when you came over! Asshole!" He shoved himself out of the lumpy bed, shuffling out into the halls of his small home and ripping the door open, "What do you want?"
His co-worker rolled his eyes, "The boss called a break for all of us while he went to the mainland for something. We don't have to work on the bridge for a few days until he gets back."
"Is he gonna pay us while he's gone?"
His company snorted, "You know he never does that since our economy's shit. Looks like we're on our own for a couple of days. Just wanted to let you know that since even if you had the day off, you'd work. Now don't do that and sleep in for once, kid."
Naruto growled under his breath, "That's it? Could you at least tell me something more interesting for waking me up?"
"The boss is going to get some help from one of the villages, don't mess this up. We really need protection for what Gato's been doing."
The teen ran his fingers through untamed blonde hair, "...yeah. He's being doing nothing these days... it's exhausting enough to know that we don't know what that rat's gonna do next. Last time we didn't know crap, the incident with Kaiza happened." He sighed, "I'll try not to bother the crap out of the guys that come. I cross my heart on that."
A smile graced his companion's lips, "Thanks, you idiot... but seriously, maybe your partner is in the crowd that comes?" He teased, "Wouldn't that be funny?"
Naruto hissed, "Stop it with that crap! It's annoying!" He slammed the door hard, storming to his bed and shuffling back underneath the covers. He was not prepared for today... most likely he'd stay in bed and read another book he was given by one of the orphanage ladies.
Maybe the next few days would go on without trouble... hopefully.
The days went on as quiet as they could. Without any income being made those few days, the blonde settled down to fish in one of the rivers. With some success, he managed to procure food as the days went on. He did other regular necessities when he felt like it, but all in all Naruto stayed in his little home and wondered what was to change when the shinobi made sure to protect the bridge workers as they finished the bridge. Would the Land of Waves improve for the better... or worse?
Naruto scoffed at his dark thoughts, dismissing them to the back of his head as he was walking back to the construction site. He donned his normal builder wear, wandering around the small village before he arrived to work, "So!" He shouted, walking in with his hands behind his head, "What's going on around here, guys?"
"Naruto!" One of them shouted with glee, bounding over and grabbing the blonde's wrist, "Come look at the shinobi! Two of them are your age!"
"My age?" Naruto muttered, tilting his head, "...I would have expected older people to fight off mercenaries and crap while we're finishing up. But a shinobi is a shinobi I guess..." He followed the bridge builder, letting his other hand rub at the back of his neck.
"Hey, brat." Naruto stiffened as he stopped following the bridge builder to glower at the oldest one around. He bit back a growl because that was his boss talking and he shouldn't be hissing at him this early. "Meet them if you want or stay away if you want. These shinobi are only here for a few days."
The whiskered blonde paused, staring at Tazuna, the leader of the bridge builders, "Does that mean...?"
The nearest co-worker cheered with glee, "Hell yeah, Naruto! The bridge is almost done!" He pointed farther down the bridge, "Go say hi to those guys! They'll be staying with the Boss while we work!"
Naruto sighed, "Fine fine, just to get you guys to shut up..." He followed the jittery bridge builder, keeping his gaze away towards the sea underneath the bridge. The walk was as short as it could be.
"Nice to see you again," His co-worker started towards the... trio in front of them. Naruto let his gaze land on them, crossing his arms to give off a "bad-ass" attitude. One of them looked to be the leader of the team, for he was the one reading a lecherous book with gravity defying hair. The second was a female shinobi, kunoichi, with long cotton candy colored hair. The third... Naruto felt his body warm just for a few seconds, immediately snapping his gaze off the third with onyx colored eyes and raven hair to loose the feeling, "This is the youngest bridge builder around here. He's pretty good at what he does... introduce yourself, kid."
Naruto let out a yelp, nursing the sudden attack to his side as he glared at his co-worker, "My name is Naruto..." He drawled, "It'll be nice having you around here. We'll work as hard as we can to finish up to let you go home sooner or later."
The kunoichi paused, giving a soft smile, "I am Haruno Sakura, nice to meet you Naruto-san." She pointed her finger cautiously to the older man, "This is our team leader, Kakashi-sensei. And this..." She suddenly dawned a blush, her eyes glowing in delight as she pointed at the raven next to her, "This is Sasuke-kun!"
"Hi there." Naruto waved his hand in the air casually, blinking. "So..." He drawled, pursing his lips awkwardly, "Your from what village?"
"Konoha," The teacher of the duo chimed in and Naruto paused at the sight of the man who only had one eye. He... strangely looked like a cyclops or a scarecrow, to be honest.
Naruto instead dragged his gaze to the last member of the trio, feeling the warm feeling raking his body again, "Anything to say over there?"
"Hn." The third member grunted, the onyx colored eyes gazing upon Naruto himself. Immediately after, the onyx eyes darted away to something completely different.
"Not a talker, eh?" Naruto muttered, rubbing the back of his head, "Well... I'll be seeing you three around." His gaze traveled along the trio once again and Naruto had to dismiss the feeling of warmth consuming his body once he saw the onyx eyed Sasuke. He trotted off with a forced laugh, "Alright, back to work on the double!" He encouraged, his voice booming across the bridge.
His co-workers let out shouts of agreement and Naruto couldn't ask for anything better.