AN: Usually me and my BFF who share this account make stories together well this time I'm doing it alone. But I still will not be needing a Beta because that doesn't mean she will not spell check it for me. But there are going to be at least one contest to win extra chapters before anyone else, so look for that in chapters. So here it goes, but first…
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the bands or songs that I might use in the future of this fanfiction.
Chapter 1
Famous Last Words
A young blonde buy swiftly and silently made his way through the empty halls of his house. He had a plain brown backpack in his hands filled with the supplies he would need for his escape. The 7 year-old rounded the corner and quietly opened the door and went into his father's study. Once he cautiously closed the door, he ran to the shelves that were piled high with scrolls on almost every subject known to man.
'Okay Kyuubi what scrolls should I grab?' The blonde boy asked the demon that was sealed within him. 'Kit, you do not need medical Justus because I heal you, and you do not have the chakra control for them. So take wind and fire justu scrolls, your mother's kenjustu that has the zanbato sealed in it, some survival scrolls for out door living, and that scroll that has all of your father's signature justus written in it.' The great demon Kyuubi no Kitsune replied back. The boy gathered all of the scrolls that Kyuubi requested and put them into his bag.
With those in hand he fled the house that he had lived in for 7 years, the 7 years that were filled with glares and stares. With mean names being called at him when people thought he couldn't hear. But the worst of all, the disappointed look he got from his father everyday of his life. He was glad that he could finally get away from them all, and for once be himself. He could be Namikaze-Uzumaki Naruto. Not the son of the Forth Hokage, not the jinchuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune, just Naruto.
When Naruto arrived at the East Gate he took one last look at Konoha, but saw something instead he wished he didn't. He saw his father. He was about to sprint away as fast as he could, but a strong hand caught the collar of his white shirt.
"And where do you think you are going, Naruto" The Yellow Flash asked his trapped son. "Where do you think I'm going, Father?" Naruto spat the last word. "I think you're going back to the house and putting all of the things in that backpack back to were you found them." " I don't think so," said Naruto as he glared at his father. 'Kit you're to have to summon me if you want to get away.' Naruto internally nodded, as he started to do handseals. Minato started to get worried as red chakra circled around Naruto, the younger blonde bit his finger and slammed it into the ground. A puff of smoke spread over the area around the gate, Minato, who let go of Naruto when the chakra started to swirl around him, franticly tried to find his son.
When the smoke began to clear, Minato saw a man with long red hair, red slit eyes, and a formal red kimono. Naruto was behind the man looking out of breath. "Please leave now or you will be forced to leave."
" Are you joking me? This is my son, there is no way I'm leaving him. Anyways who the hell are you?" The Yellow Flashed demanded.
"I can't believe you don't remember me. Well maybe you remember a huge fox shooting fire at you while on top of a giant frog." The demon replied
"You're the Kyuubi no Kitsune, what happened did the seal break? Naruto are you okay?" Minato addressed the 7 year-old behind Kyuubi.
" No the seal hasn't broken I wouldn't be alive right now if it was. It's not like you care anyways, you would rather have the Sandaime and mother here than you would me. Do not try to lie, I know that is true and so do you." Naruto shouted angrily.
Minato tried to find the words to explain to Naruto that wasn't true, but he couldn't.
" Now if you don't mind we have to go." He said as Kyuubi put his hand on Naruto shoulder and the left in a swirl of fire.
They were gone. Minato Namikaze, one of the strongest ninja in the world, realized that and fell onto his knees. For the first time since his wife died he cried.
AN: Okay so I know exactly how the whole story is going to go but I might not be able to update that often because of school and rowing practice so I will try.
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