History Repitition is NOT Completely True
A/N: Uhmm, hi there! This is Ashley if you wanted to know. For any people who would like to talk/PM me, you can refer to me as Ashley, but most of my friends call me Ash…
Anyway, as you can see, I'm REALLY new here… So please bear with me and help me out by reviewing this fanfic… Anyway, I submitted this fic because this idea popped out of my head and I was itching to share this with you guys, oh and my friends liked the first two 'episodes' I let them read and they advised me to post them here. Anyway, please R&R.
PS. This fic is kinda about the kids of the Naruto generation guys and some other extra characters. Their history will be explained later in the story… Oh and sorry if this chap is boring!
Prologue
The dark night's wind moved about as the noise from the nearby village slowly faded. The moon high above the sky shone brightly at the vast field in the village outskirts. A tall figure slowly walked forward, appearing from the shadows, under the shades of the trees. He walked towards a smaller figure, about five-feet or so, and spoke in a low voice.
"Hm, you must be the village idiot, huh, kid?" a visible smile crossed his face, but it seemed more like an evil grin "The freak, weirdo, oh, and don't forget… an outcast… And all this time, hn, do you even know why?"
The small one replied with a simple shake of his head. The dark-blue, spike-haired pre-teen looked down in dismay. Gently, he closed his eyes, remembering the times his classmates, 'so-called' friends and the other people teased and, for some reason, stayed away from him. And there was also his bestfriend, Shino. The long-haired youth who always preffered to be left alone, and usually stays in the corner of a room, letting him get sucked into the fantasies of his book, was the only person who he ever became close to… the only person who understood him, and saw through his emotional mask. For some reason, he saw a flashback, or vision, of Shino wearing an unusual black, long robe or cloak with a touch of dark blue:
"Hiroshi…" he reached out a dropped a piece of cloth to the dusty ground. He then reached into his cloak and took out glasses with black lenses and put them over his eyes "I have… something to attend to, and that 'something' is none of your business. There are more important things to me… than you," he turned his back on him, walking away slowly.
In those visions of his, he was still different. His hair was still quite blonde, but was already slowly fading into the dark-blue color of his hair the he had now. I was still weak back then, he thought to himself, still looking down.
While still looking down, he just kept on nodding with his eyes closed "I don't even want to know anymore…"
He tried to keep his shaky voice firm, but it can't be helped. He was trembling. He clenched his fist, grinding his teeth. His tendons were visible in his skin as he looked up, showing his former blue eyes turn into flaming red eyes. Up until now, he still had no idea why that was happens a lot, probably when his emotions carry him away.
The tall figure made a 'Tsk!' sound as he hung his head in frustration "No matter… I'll tell you anyway. Hmm… think of it as… a gift," the tone of his voice seemed to have been an excited tone. There, he paused then disappeared in the fog surrounding them. Soon, he seemed to have appeared behind Hiroshi as he continued his statement, pressing a sword gently by Hiroshi's neck "Before you die!"
The red eyes of the dark-haired youth widened, then…
"Stop!!!"