Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Prologue
Night slowly settled in a quiet manner and bright stars began to appear.
On the roof of an old apartment building, a child about five years old was laying down with closed eyes waiting the sun rise. The child's were wearing white T-shirts, short blue pants, he has yellow hair and whiskey birth mark on his cheek.
As the moonlight faded, replaced by the first rays of sunshine, the child slowly place his palms covering his eyes from the brightness of the sun. His eyes opened to reveal bright blue pupils.
Naruto breathed out a mouthful of foul air, his eyes staring at the rising sun. From the day he was born to the present day, it had been more than 4 years since he came to this world. At first he was confused with what happened, it took him almost entry year to fully understand and accept that he was baby again aka reincarnated.
In his previous life, he was professional mix martial arts master. since a child he always love to fight, he was not genius in martial art he only love it to the point he discard everything, learn anykind of martial art, but it never make him statisfied he always feel there something missing, until he found mix martial art championship 'that's it maybe if i fight in that ring i can find it.' since that day he determinate to fight in the highest place the world can offer, but herehe is in the place he always dreaming still cannot find the missing piece.
dissapointed he walk away from the stage, drowning in his complicated mind he the harder he think the more upset he become. without his concessionist walking at dark alley.
"hey dude give me all your valuable thing" wothout knowing it he was surrounded by 5 hooligan holding knife.
"are you robing me ?"
"no... no... no... no... we don't rob as long as you give us all your valuable thing." he stroking my face with his knife. my angre flare for the humiliation he gave me 'did he think i was afraid with that funny threat?' i elbow the oneholding knife at my cheek and jump to the nearest person around me, it was at this time i realize what truly missing is, yes this it, that was the time i realize i was looking for the thrill of fighting with a life on the line.
"ahahahaha..." l laught and keep fighting before "" BANG !"" one of them shoot me with a gun. i saw blood pouring out of my chest before pain strike me, then i black out.I wake up at dark place there is nothing I even can't feel anything only emptiness and then I feel strange force that pull me out of darkness, i scream of joy 'I'm out I'm out hahahha' too finally see the light once again. i didn't realize what comming out of my mounth was sound 'baby cry' instead of my scream.
before i finish my celebration "BOOM" I heard something big crassing followed by powerful force full of negative emotion. i try to run but can't move my body, i scream help but no one came I don't know how long I scream but before I knew it everything quite down, I feel someone whispering something but I can't hold my drowsy and fall asleap. waking up in unfamiliar place 'not like I can see properly' I realize i can't control my body and sense properly feeling dejected I back to sleep and think another time. The first couple a month after waking up I still can't work my body and sense properly but, until six months later after all my effort I start to feel my limbs though it was strange that I feel it was small, 'maybe I still haven't recovery ?' I still can saw anything exept of blur view but my sense of hearing start to work properly. hearing few japaness word the first thought that came to my mind afterward was 'I was in Japan'. but 'how the hell I was in Japan ?' before i comprehended what was happening i give in to my drowsy, somehow i can't fight back my drowsy felling To only full understand seven months after i am out of darkness, i was shocked beyond belief 'I was fucking baby !'
After understanding my situation, i start organizing my finding :
first I was a baby. 'which mean i was experience something that people call it reincarnation'
Second people here speak Japanese 'maybe I was born somewhere in japan.'
Third I was in somekind of orphanage, and i was the only baby in this room 'how do i know i was in orphanage ?' easy I can hear other childern laughing and crying everyday.
Four somehow the nurse here look at me with glare and hatred in their eyes. 'like my enemy I defended in my previous life'.
Five maybe because of hatred I was only given minimum care and doesn't even allowed to play with toy or other children.
Sometimes there is an old man that comes checking me every now and then, he look like somekind of respected man wearing white rob and sucking pipe of tobaco and people call him hokage. it goes like that until my four birthday, the head orphanage can't take it anymore to kick me out of orphanage 'she said go and die you demon' to only find old man called hokage standing at the orphanage door, he said he will help me search an apartment to life and settle in.