A/N: wazzup, guys! This is a story I've been working on for a while now, and hopefully
It will be better than my last one (Life of Naruto,), which was a complete piece of crap. (Which is why I didn't finish it.) Anyway, my writing skills have improved (greatly,) and I WILL finish this one.
P.s:
The first chapter may seem a little weird at first, but my writing style will make more sense to you once chapter 2 comes around.
So without further ado, the first chapter!
And so it begins…It was still dark when Naruto awoke. He liked it dark, however. Naruto had never been afraid of the dark, even when he was a little four year old, living by himself. To him, Darkness meant unknown possibilities, where he could live in a mansion, be the
Hokage, or whatever else he could imagine.
But when the darkness faded into light, he was no longer the greatest ninja of all time, or the rich man who lived in a mansion, but was Naruto, the four year old who had a pile of old blankets for a bed, a broken stove, and one pair of clothes.
However, Naruto never thought of such things. This is the general thought pattern of Uzumaki Naruto. " O.K, get the 150 pushups and sit-ups out of the way, then maybe I'll make some pancakes before training. Hmm, maybe I'll put blueberries in them! Blueberries, blueberries, there's something I'm forgetting here… oh yeah, we don't have any blueberries, this is Suna. Crap." Which is, actually, the exact thought process of Uzumaki Naruto as he awoke in the cold dark of his tent.
He had been training with Jirayai for nearly three years, and was on his way home. As per Naruto fashion, he was extremely excited (bordering on annoyingly excited,) to see all of his friends again. Throughout the entire three years, he had only sent, and received, two letters to/from his friends, and was excited to show them all what he had learned, from Meditation, to his " Chameleon Technique," which he was very proud of (even though he didn't create it,). But, above, any of the other reasons, (Yes, even Ramen.) was Sakura.
Naruto had long ago grown out of his crush on Sakura. He had fallen in love with the girl. Naruto always believed in her, and it was hard for him not to. To him, Sakura was perfection, proof that God exists, for whom else could have blessed this planet Earth with her presence?
Of course, all of this was going through Naruto's head while he was training (once again, Jirayai had gone off with a prostitute and was most likely passed out in an alley or Brothel somewhere.) Along with these thoughts was self-analysis, of how he had changed. And he had changed.
Naruto had definitely grown up. He was now nearly six feet tall, and weighed 250 pounds. His once limited wardrobe had also changed. He had traded in his old orange jumpsuit for a pair of standard black ninja pants, a black muscle shirt, and over that was an orange and black jacket (which he kept unzipped, on this particular day, due to the heat.) His hair has also grown longer, but instead of keeping it in check with his hitae-ate (not sure on the spelling,) he let the few strands that could fall across his forehead. Instead, he wore is hitae-ate on his arm, embedded in the cloth of his jacket.
Oh, forgot to mention that his jacket and his pants both weigh 70 pounds. The cloth that his clothes were made out of were special in that they would store chakra, and use it to give weight to the clothes. Also, the chakra could be released at anytime, and could give a momentary chakra boost to whoever was wearing it.
Anyway, I think that's about enough of what Naruto is wearing, now let's go to the current situation, which happens to be Naruto having just fallen flat on his face (well not really flat, he had fallen on a fairly large rock) running laps…
A/N: hey guys. I know almost nothing happened in that chapter, but I'll have chap. 2 coming out by either Monday or Tuesday, so don't worry. Oh, and please comment. I love criticism; he's my best friend . Remember, only you can prevent forest fires (by commenting,)