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SUMMARY: Little things make big differences. Whether for good or bad, it is for the people involved to decide. Non massacre AU. Gen Fic. Team 7.
Expanded Summary: A postponed diplomatic mission, a single changed decision, a misaimed Jutsu. Who knew, these little things could completely change the world around. But now, in a very different Konoha, a very different team seven is present. And they won't let any despair touch their motherland. Team seven centric. Non massacre AU.
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The day had turned out to be very nice, Hiruzen Sarutobi noted while lying back on his reclining chair. Retired, with an able successor, and free for the whole day. It was just as well that the Daimyo's wife fell ill, and his diplomatic trip to the palace was postponed. Good! Such a day should not be wasted with politics. No, it was time to get some much deserved rest.
He looked up at the calendar: 10th of October.
"Beautiful day." Hiruzen mused, closing his eyes.
He had no idea that he had just started the chain of events which will finally change history completely.
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There are a few times in life, when even the best of the best feel doubt, and fear. For Minato Namikaze, the day had not been the day he decided to seal the Kyuubi inside his own son, no, it was today.
He looked up to see the emotionless eyes of the twelve year old boy standing in front of his desk. Face calm, posture perfect, every bit the embodiment of the perfect shinobi.
Minato hated it.
The boy was not supposed to be like this, he was supposed to cry, be afraid, be angry, anything else which a child of twelve would be on hearing this order. But the little boy in front of him was not a child, barely five years older than his own son; he was more of an adult than most people thrice his age. What else could be said of the boy who was looking at him with such calm detachment after getting such an order?
Minato squirmed in his seat. Was this evidence of what Konoha was doing to its own? This was not the future he had wanted when he took on the role of hokage, not the future which lord Sarutobi wanted when he sacrificed himself for sealing the Kyuubi away. The little part of his beloved wife inside him called out to him, and so he did something which finally brought a small measure of emotion on the child's face: surprise. He tore the official order from the elders for Itachi Uchiha to kill his entire clan.
History, by that time, was already twice broken.
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Ino Yamanaka had always been told that she would one day be the pride and joy of her clan and it was her duty to carry their name further. She loved the thought, but hated the excess work associated with it. She liked invading other peoples' mind, but why did they have to have such precise theory behind it? Why could they not just be cool without the hard work?
She learnt her lesson the hard way, when, after volunteering as Ino's guinea pig for her mind control Jutsu, her mother fell unconscious for two hours due to her incomplete knowledge about the part of brain to be targeted. The six and a half year old had the biggest scare of her life when she, for the few moments till help arrived, thought her mother to be dead. That day, she resolved to spend her evenings trying to learn the Yamanaka Jutsu, and vowing not to go out to play till she got it absolutely right.
That very evening, a scared six year old, hiding from the bullies ridiculing her wide forehead and pink hair, decided to give in, and hide her hideous self away from everyone, at least that would hurt less.
The third change in history came that day.
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A/N: This was the prologue to my latest attempt at Fanfiction. Sorry for it being very short.
I'm trying to portray a team seven with a Naruto with a Father, a Sasuke with an intact (almost) clan, a Sakura without Ino AND a different Sensei. Their trials, trainings and triumphs (and failures). I hope you guys won't find it to be cliché, since I have a bit different views regarding Minato as Father, and the trainings given to teams.
All suggestions and comments are welcome. I have tried to keep the grammatical and spellings errors to the minimum, but if you guys find any, please be kind enough to point them out in the reviews.
If you guys find my story similar to any already present, please let me know the name of the story, I would really like to read it.
If I continue, the updates will be a bit irregular, since I'm in the initial phases of settlement in my career but it will be regularized when I settle down, so please don't mind. If I decide not to continue, I shall be very honoured if someone else would like to do so, and I shall put the notice up, stating it.
Thanks for your time.
Take care.