First time writing a fanfic so please be gentle.
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Lonely.
He had no living family that he knew of. He was an orphan. Growing up In a children's home where he was ignored and thought of as less than the mud the pigs had a shift in. he was so lonely…so very lonely. The words that hurt most are 'your parents don't love you'
Naruto thought it was going to get better when he got kicked out of the orphanage. When the sandiame-hokage gave him an apartment, and for a while everything was okay; he thought he was happy. Then one night Naruto had a particularly bad dream, or more like a bad memory of him being chased and cornered in an alleyway the mob were closing in. stick and stones were chucked at him; he felt like a caged animal. Just before a man was about to strike him with a make shift 'demon swatter' some guy with a mask like a dog came and rescued him, he would later on find out that they were called ANBU. Naruto sat in his bed panting and sweating reassuring himself that it was just a dream. He took a look around the room.
'I'm alone…. again', he murmured to himself. He wasn't alone, hidden to him was the very same ANBU that protected him from the mob, watching him, protecting him in the silence; just like a ninja should.
Amongst all this despair Naruto had but one glamour of light; Hiruzen Sarutobi, Shinobi no Kami, the sandiame hokage of konoha.
It was a dark night in konoha, a figure was moving swiftly through the roof tops of the great village heading straight towards the hokage tower. This person had only one intent in mind sarutobi hiruzen and nothing else.
For a man to be named shinobi no kami you have to do one thing only, kill enough to send fear in the hearts of even the most seasoned of cut throats. This enough is warrant for the occasional assassination, someone trying to prove their worth or someone trying to avenge a fallen comrade or wife, or son, or daughter, or father maybe even a lover. However being a man of 50 and ruling over konoha for more the three decades one does get enemies cropping up like cockroach's in mating season. So many people want the position of hokage for the power, for the glory of being a hokage but the position is more than that for every generation of shinobi just one perphaps two are worthy of holding the title of hokage.
There was a fourth but sadly he is no longer of this world, he fought valiantly against the Kyūbi no Yōko protecting the village and the villagers just like a hokage would. He was a splendid man a really wonderful hokage even though it was such a short rain. He was feared by his enemies he was like thunder on the battle field and the first and only person too this day that has a flee on sight order on him. But not with even all that strength be possessed was he able to protect the two things most important to him.
When the sandiame handed over the title to jiraiya's pupil, minato, nothing made him happier. It was like a huge weight was lifted from his shoulders not that hiruzen didn't like protecting his village. When minato died it was a great loss to konoha, their beloved hokage was gone and with no obvious successor. The day after the kyuubi was 'defeated' sarutobi had a decision to make either retake the mantle of hokage or pass on that position to the next in line the Godaime hokage which sadly for hiruzen there didn't appear to be any candidates for unless it would go to Danzo, which sarutobi didn't think would be a good idea for the village considering his particular tendencies. So with great reluctance sarutobi once again become hokage, waiting for his successor to come along and take the mantle of hokage so he could die in retirement an older man than he already is in peace knowing that the village is in capable hands. And so the years went by with sarutobi waiting for the next hokage candidate but none came and none were even close to minato. It would seem that kami was not done with sarutobi just yet.
Back to the figure leaping through the village like the hounds of hell was after him. Finally he was only metres away from the tower. He spotted an open window with the light on, he leapt through prepared …
The ninja kept to the shadows, looking at the 3rd expecting this to be over quickly.
Unexpectedly or not so unexpectedly hiruzen turned around, he was after all the god of shinobi how could he in good consciousness be called so if he couldn't detect someone sneaking up from behind him even in his age?
"so what do I owe pleasure of seeing you here"? sarutobi said to the figure. "you seem surprised that I sensed you."
"Where are your ANBU I thought they were sworn to protect you " the figure asked in a gruff voice.
"I sent them away it's not like I can't protect myself. I am the hokage the strongest shinobi in this village." The sandaime hokage replayed with convection.
"Are you ready?"
"As ready as can be"
The silhouette made a motion in the dark to his pouch, he paused contemplating.
"I knew this day would come". Sarutobi said in a solemn voice " I will not go down without a fight though so be prepared…there's still time you don't have to do this"
"your too kind old man Sarutobi, many have tried to defend themselves against my work, I may not get you know, it may not be tomorrow but in the end I will get you. Like a donkey to a man"
"….. donkey to man?..."
"yeah I know bad taste. But the point still stands I will get you."
"So why are you still taking"
The shadow withdrew the …..
AN: this is my first fanfiction I'm planning on completing this so please read and review. And please no flames
