The Green Eyed Jinchuriki
Disclaimer:Naruto's not mine, not for profit, please don't sue me, etc. etc. Does anyone even read these things?
Chapter 1 Worlds Apart
Sitting in the darkness of his moonlit bedroom, the young man watched the hands of the clock tic towards midnight.
Another day of mind-numbing manual labor over, he thought with venom.
Jason Greengrass had moved in with his granddad after his father had been institutionalized with a total nervous breakdown. Moving from Florida to Maryland had been rough and his new guardian felt that the best way to help him adjust was to work him from sun up to sun down.
Sean Willows, Jason's grandpa, owned a used book store, and Jason came to understand, intimately, how heavy boxes of books could be. He owned an antique black and white television and a busted radio. Sean loved books and hated technology.
The following morning started just like all the others before it, Jason awoke to the sound of his alarm clock and dashed to the bathroom for a quick shower before breakfast.
He had no way of knowing at the time that his life was about to take a rather strange turn.
Naruto was feeling down.
He had happened by the Clan districts earlier that day and had spotted a family taking a picnic lunch together. It had been heartbreaking to watch the happy family laughing and enjoying the simple pleasures of company and sunshine.
Naruto was a war orphan, one of many, and he had often fantasied about what it would be like to have a family of his own.
Even as a small child Naruto had a naturally sunny disposition. This fact was noticed by the few adults in his life that actually interacted with him on a regular basis. When Mongan the shop keeper noticed the little boy's frown, he couldn't help but call out.
"Hey, little guy. What's with the long face?"
Naruto had little reason to trust most adults, as many of them seemed to irrationally despise the young boy, but Mongan was someone he had come to think of as one of the 'good'ums'.
"I don't know. I guess I'm feeling kinda lonely today."
"Lonely? Why don't you just go play with the other kids, then?"
"The other kids usually don't want to play with me, but that's not what I meant. I was lonely for a family."
Pulling out a rag, Mongan wiped his sweaty face.
"Family, huh? Well that's a tough one. Tell you what , kiddo, It's not anything like a family, but I have something for you that might make you feel a little better."
Naruto looked up, his bad mood evaporating like morning mist on the edge of Sand country.
"What is it?"
Reaching beneath the counter, Mongan pulled out a Large Wooden box with knobs.
"It's called a Radio."
"I know what a Radio is," frowned Naruto,"Besides, it's broken. What's a broken Radio good for?"
Mongan was again dabbing at the sweat on his brow.
"Don't be so quick to judge, Naruto. This is no ordinary radio. It's a magic radio."
Naruto gasped with delight.
"A real magic Radio? And I can really have it?"
"Sure you can, Naruto, I don't need it anymore because it already granted me my wish."
His eyes growing wide, Naruto whispered, "It grants wishes?"
"Yes, but only one per person."
"What do I do?"
"Well, you need to wait until the moment the sun completely dips below the horizon. Then, you hold the Radio next to your heart and you make your wish."
"That's so cool! Thanks Mr. Mongan!"
Having already decided the perfect place to watch the sunset, Naruto ran off leaving Mongan and his assistant, who had been silent up till this point.
"Hold it to your heart and make a wish? Mongan, that's the most retarded thing I've ever heard of."
"It worked didn't it? Cheered the boy right up."
"Why do you care about him, anyway? He's just a Jinchuriki."
"We are not having this discussion again."
It had taken Naruto a long time, but he'd finally managed to reach the top of Hokage mountain.
Grinning he saw that his timing had been absolutely perfect. The sun had just starting to touch the far off horizon.
But what happened next took the seven year old boy completely by surprise.
During it's descent, the Blood-red sun started to disappear as the moon seemed to slide in front of it.
His eyes wide, Naruto could only gape at the celestial event.
"Wait, what am I doing", Naruto cried in alarm, "I need to make my wish!"
Picking up the broken radio, which had begun to glow with white light. and holding it tightly to his chest, Naruto shouted loudly.
"I Wish I Had A Family To Love Me!"
Jason was sulking in the moonlight, as had become his habit, when something extraordinary happened. His Grandfather's old broken radio began to glow with bright, yet soft, white light.
With disbelieving eyes, he slowing reached out and picked the radio up.
"What the heck? It's not even plugged in."
Jason then heard a vague sound coming from the radio. Raising the device to his ear he finally was able to make out the sound of a little boy shouting, but the sound was distorted as if projected from far away.
Utterly spooked, Jason tried to throw the radio across the room, but his strength suddenly failed him as he blacked out and collapsed on the floor.
Naruto found himself curled up into a ball on the floor.
"What just happened?," He wondered aloud. He then paused. "Wait a minute, why does my voice sound funny?"
As Naruto got up off the ground, his sense of strangeness rose another few notches.
"The floor...I'm too high off the floor! I'm super tall now!"
In his growing panic, Naruto didn't notice as an old man opened a door and walked into the room with a severe frown.
"Jason, do you have any idea how late it is? You have work to do in the morning. I strongly suggest you get some sleep."
And as swiftly as he had appeared, the old man left, leaving Naruto in a state of utter confusion.
"Who's Jason?"
As Jason cracked an eye open, his first thought was, "Was I just abducted by aliens?"
It was still nighttime, but he was clearly not in his bedroom. As he looked up at the eclipse in the sky, he felt a not-so-small shiver of fear work it's way up his back.
"There was definitely not a eclipse happening tonight. This is...This is just impossible."
Suddenly hearing the sound of laughter, Jason whipped around to spot a tiny figure about a third of a meter tall made of green fire.
The figure gave an elaborate bow to him and said in a mocking tone. "I'd drop that word from my vocabulary, if I were you, Jason. As far as you're concerned, the Impossible is about to become the everyday mundane."
Author's notes:
Ages: Naruto - Seven
Jason - Fourteen
Sean - Fifty Two
This is just an odd idea that I have been toying with. If I don't get good feedback, I'll probably just drop it.