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(A/N: So, I started writing on this tale years ago and after reading a few fanfics on I found the inspiration to continue writing on this story. So, thanks to the authors of Dreaming of Sunshine (Silver Queen), Decaying Bluebells (Darkpetal16), For Whom the Bell Tolls (cywscross), Top of the Tree (Cupcake Loopy), A Play With Words (XER9AF), Only a Moron (swabloo), May you Live in Interesting Times (Aoichibi), and Aberration (Rin O' Gen), also thank you to the many other Naruto Fanfiction writers for inspiring this story; these tales have been a wonder to read (regardless of if they are completed or not) and have made me want to challenge myself. Also, I'd like to suggest that anyone who hasn't read these tales give them a try; I've been told I'm a very picky person who is hard to satisfy and I love these stories I've listed above.)

Game of Life

A Naruto Fanfiction

Chapter 1:

Game Over

Living life as a ninja was never really something that I thought I could do. I mean, sure, as a little kid I had played ninja. Most of my friends had played ninja too. It was just one of the games we had played.

But when you're fifteen going on sixteen, you don't play those games anymore. Then again, usually at the age of fifteen or sixteen one doesn't find oneself staring down the front end of a car moving at high speeds.

Car meet Kate; Kate, car. Kate meet Death; Death, Kate.

Great, just great; almost sixteen and I'm dead. Whoop-de-fucking-do, now what am I supposed to do? At least, that's what I had thought at the time. I didn't expect for whoever the person or people are out there that have higher power to actually give me a choice in what was to happen to me, but I was… in a weird way.

I was in a white void with nothing to see in any direction. I sighed and looked around a few more times hoping that something would appear. Then it was like someone had flipped a light switch and everything went dark for a moment before the whiteness came back, but with it came some words.

GAME OVER

I stared at the large, bold, all capital letter words. What the heck? My life really was a game, are you serious? And, everyone says life's not a game.

It floated there in the air in front of me for a few moments before dissolving into new words.

CONTINUE?

-YES

-NO

"Why the fucking hell would I want to go back to that life?" I muttered to myself. The "NO" lit up for a moment before all the words changed again.

NEW GAME

LOAD

OPTIONS

QUIT

I stare at the list before me, "Are you kidding me?" I pointed at the "OPTIONS" and new words came into being.

OPTIONS

-WORLD

-BACK

"Umm… World, I guess?"

WORLD

-NARUTO

-NORMAL

-BLEACH

-FINAL FANTASY

-INUYASHA

-POKÉMON

-KINGDOM HEARTS

-MY LITTLE PONY

-SAMURAI WARRIORS

-TALES OF SYMPHONIA

-LORD OF THE RINGS

-YU YU HAKUSHO

-BACK

"Okay, Naruto is a good anime and manga. Normal, I guess is like the life I just lost. I can't pick Final Fantasy, Pokémon, Kingdom Hearts, Tales of Symphonia, Lord of the Rings, or Yu Yu Hakusho. That sucks, seeing as I really like those options. I'm not choosing My Little Pony; I don't want to be a pony. I don't want to deal with the stuff that happens in Bleach. I don't really care to meet anyone from Inuyasha or Samurai Warriors." I couldn't help but shiver at the idea of some of the choices (*cough*MyLittlePony*cough*). "So the only choices left are Naruto or a life like what I had? I know what world I'm choosing then." I pointed at "NARUTO" and then "BACK".

NEW GAME

LOAD

OPTIONS

QUIT

I looked at the words before me, shrugged, and pointed to the words "NEW GAME". Everything went dark.

We are told that the birth of a child is a wonderful thing, but all I can think when the topic comes up is 'yuck' and 'what's so great about that?' I could tell you exactly what it was like to experience a birth from the point of view of the infant, but I'll spare you that… Just, no, not going to talk about my birth; it was traumatizing enough and I don't want to be reminded of it any more than I've already have been.

I never got the chance to meet my new parents, not really. I guess I shouldn't worry about them any. I mean, I wasn't really important to them… they ditched me with some lady. She was nice and pretty and she seemed to be disappointed that my parents had done so. She often ranted about how they left without a backwards glance and how I, her 'little angel', shouldn't have been treated in such a way. I wasn't old enough that I could actually see things all that well when my parents made their choice.

I remember being extremely quiet compared to the other kids under Kaede's care, which made Kaede worry… I didn't cry as much as the other babies and as I got older I didn't scream and make a lot of noise like the other kids. I was an oddball, but Kaede said that I was an innocent little girl with an old soul or that maybe I was just mature (very mature) for my age.

Kaede was a woman of average height with an average build, but she was still pretty. She had violet eyes and hair the color of wheat. Kaede is one of the people who ran the orphanage; she also just so happened to be the nicest of them. Yoshi was nice too, but he tended to try and avoid us kids as much as he could.

My name is Kaito and as I'm sure you've noticed I'm an orphan. I was once told that I'm a very unique individual. I was always a quiet child, that was why the caretakers liked me, but they disliked my refusal to be adopted. I could have gotten a family if I had wanted to, but I couldn't really stand the people that came to adopt. I lived in the orphanage with Kaede and Yoshi and everyone until I was about 6 years old or so, when I became a genin. But let me explain, in more details, about that point in my life; it'll help you to understand things that happened later in my life…

(editted: 1/23/16)