: Introduction :
Hi all! After months of deliberation and hesitation, I finally decided to start my Naruto fan fiction. On the first day I started, I was so excited that I wrote 13 pages in one shot embarrassed, this first chapter is now uploaded. I have gone as far as about 6 chapters already, but am still editing them and making it as perfect as possible I hate this part. Anyway, enjoy.
: Story Development :
As you all can read, this story sticks to the original storyline. The changes will come later, so now I'll just be adding my own version of Kishimoto's chapters. There will be romance in the story, read on and see I have actually written 50+pages of the story, but I will not upload them yet, because I still have some parts that I need to edit.
: Disclaimer :
Pull your ears if you think that I own Naruto. If you really pulled your ears, er, I do not own Naruto.
Chapter 1: Genesis
"Sandaime."
The old man, famously known throughout the world as the "Professor" stood up. Age had caught up with him. His wrinkles, illuminated clearly by his pale and patchy skin, showed an old man who had long gone past his prime, but who still had some breath in him, enough to last him for at least a decade anyway.
He walked steadily towards the figure that was bowing in front of him, and beckoned to him to stand up.
"Right up till this moment, you still won't dispense with the formalities, Yondaime, I should be the one bowing in front of you actually you know, " the man said gently, with a bit of sadness in his voice.
The man in front of him stood up, swinging back a mane of bright yellow hair. His blue eyes sparkled brightly, reverberating determination that cannot be rivaled. He spoke, "Sensei, I am going to execute the plan that I told you a few days ago. Too many shinobi has been lost; it is time to end this."
Sandaime opened his mouth to protest, but was halted by the pleading look in the other's eyes.
"Sensei, I have made my choice, please don't try to dissuade me. Before I go, I would also like to thank you for all the knowledge you imparted to me, and almost being a father to me when I lost my parents. Please take care of the child also, that would be my last request," he took a deep breath, and hugged the older man.
"Really, thank you," breaking out of the embrace, he advanced quickly out of the room. The last image of him Sandaime saw was his Hokage robe billowing out behind him before he exited the room.
A few hours later, a crying baby boy was brought to the Sandaime's presence. He took note of the bright yellow hair, and blue eyes. The most noticeable features were however the giant black seal on his stomach and the faint whisker marks on his face.
He gently cradled the baby to sleep.