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"Get your ass out of bed! If you're not out of that damn room in the next ten minutes, I will come in there and drag you out by your fucking hair!" I huffed silently as I heard my father's pounding footsteps got farther and farther away from my door. I looked back to the mirror hanging from the cracked wall and stared at my refection. I had on a plain gray tee that was mostly covered by my near black hoodie. I had slightly baggy faded blue jeans that had a small silver chain hanging from my right pocket. I was purposely dressing like this to allow me to practically blend into the crowd with the only hints of color being my red scarf and my red eyes that were framed by my plain black hair. I turned away from the mirror and slipped on my shoes without a sound.

I opened the old wooden door with practiced ease, not allowing one sound to be made. When the door was opened enough to let me just barely squeeze through without a problem, I shut the door behind me and stealthily made my way down the rickety stairs and picked my way around the empty beer bottles that littered the house and lifted my backpack from the kitchen table and made my way to the back door, which was conveniently in the kitchen and I got out without a problem.

I wish I could say that for every other day that I've had to go through after my older brother and mother died in a plane crash. When we heard of it, my dad decided to deal with the loss by drinking.

Every. Single. Day.

When he gets drunk, he gets violent.

Extremely violent

And since I'm the only one that puts up with him, the violence is always directed at me. I have a few scars from him as well. No one besides me - since my dad is always too drunk to remember - knows that I have them. I also had a few other scars that came from... other... kinds of beatings.

I sighed, watching as a few snowflakes drifted to the ground where they melted right away as I slowly made my way to school. As I turned another corner of the busy city, I was roughly pulled into an alleyway and pressed up against the cold bricks behind me. My eyes opened slightly, slowly allowing vision to come back to me; I didn't know they were closed in the first place.

"So glad you decided to show up Red, we were looking for a source of entertainment and then we saw you." said the guy holding me off of the ground, I glanced back noticing that there were at least three others behind their 'leader', "We were going to go easy on you, but since none of us could find you last week. We're going to go all out." At the last syllable, I was dropped to the ground. I accepted my fate and didn't even bother to dodge or block as they began beating me.

(/0u0)/ (-0n0)-

They continued their assault on my fragile body well after four hours before they stopped and walked away, leaving me on the ground with my blood pooling around me. I refused to make a sound from the beginning, they didn't mind it at first but after me staying silent for three full hours, one of the guys decided it would be 'fun' to stab me multiple times. Some in vital spots, some not so vital but still fatal. As the blood refused to stop spilling from the wounds, I felt myself grow colder.

I grunted, moving as slowly as I could until my back was no longer on the wall, but on the ground with me facing the sky as snow started coming down on me heavily. The white flakes stained red as they floated into the red liquid around me that was growing steadily.

"Such a shame, a poor soul that has done nothing wrong not even in its past life. And yet, dealt a very bad hand by life indeed." A chilling voice stated calmly. My head lolled to the right where the voice was coming from and I couldn't believe my eyes. Sitting on one of the boxes - that someone was too lazy to put away properly - was a shadow-like figure with piercing yellow eyes and an uncountable amount of tails slowly wagging around him. I couldn't tell how many he had with my blurring vision.

I opened my mouth to ask a question that popped up only to resemble a gaping fish until I was finally able to gather up my voice, slightly wincing as it cracked, "W-Who are you?"

The figure was surprised at first, but that surprise quickly turned into amusement, "You must be very close to death if you can see me young one, very close. But you don't seem ready to move on." I saw him cross his arms and tilt his head as if thinking something through.

We stayed in silence before he eruptedly stood up and crouched down by me, brushing the stray hairs out of my face with surprising gentleness, "What are you doing?" I asked, my vision getting slightly blurry as I forced myself to stay awake and stared at the strange man.

He ignored my question as the tails wrapped around my body with the same gentleness as before but kept me parallel to the ground, "I've decided I'm going to make you my host for your new life, seeing I didn't have anything else to do. But we have to at fast, you wouldn't want to forget all about this life now would you?"

I scrunched up my eyebrow in confusion, "What... do you mean?"

"I looked through your memories and noticed you've watched an anime called 'Naruto' and 'Naruto Shippuden' correct?" I nodded, too weak to do anything else, not even gather up enough anger when he completely ignored my question, "That is the world that I come from, I've been stuck here for a long time and the only way I can get back is if I have a host. And now that I found you, I can go back to my world. But there's a slight problem."

"Slight... problem...?"

He nodded, petting my head in a comforting manner as he jabbered on, "Seeing as you are extremely close to death, you'll have to give up something of yours to both keep your memories and for me to be sealed inside of you." I nodded, thinking about what I could willingly give up without regretting it.

You kind of needed both your arms and legs to be a ninja.

I could give up my ears, but that would look weird not to mention I would be at a huge disadvantage.

Mouth? No, I'd rather not have an IV sticking into my arm 24/7 to keep my body healthy

Nose would be the same as ears.

...

What about my eyes? I have already seen a lot of stuff that people my age and older shouldn't see and I would most likely get either captured by the ANBU or the Akatsuki because of my eye color, besides I could use chakra to help me locate things around me.

Eyes it is then.

"My... eyes..." I managed to squeeze out with what little breath I had.

He nodded, "Okay then, any specific part of the Naruto time-line you want to start at?"

I took a deep breath, "Before Kurama's attack... I want to... change the plot... for the better." I grimaced at the pain that shot through my body, my vision now going dark.

He seemed to understand as his fingers hovered over my dimming eyes, "Alright, but a month before the attack, I'll train you on how to use your chakra and for you to adjust to the chakra." I think I gave a look of panic when he said that as I noticed his shadowy smirk, "Don't worry, I'll make it so you're the same age you are now and you'll be able to stay that way until the 'main characters' as people of your world calls them are all the same age as you. See you on the other side, Yoru." I felt myself smirk back at him. I felt his fingers dig into my eye sockets before I slipped into a dark abyss.

Hm... A blind ninja that knows what's going to happen in the future and wants to change it any way he can... I can sense the chaos brewing from here.

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