Sup, the name's Thabane Tha Creator, and this is my first fanfic. I had this idea while I was reading the final Naruto manga…what if Naruto had gained his artificial arm long before the war?

I know Mokuton stories haven't been executed greatly, but hopefully mine will be different.

Enough rambling, let's get to it…

Random Disclaimer: Yo, Yo, fuck Bill O'Reilly…that's what Tyler would say. I on the other hand, will simply say I don't own Naruto. If I did I wouldn't be writing Fanfiction, now would I?

Chapter One: Mokuton no Naruto

"Again, Naruto!"

The sun shone brightly on the village of Konoha, and on a particular boy in Konoha. That by was currently sweating buckets while the sun shone its bright rays at him unforgivingly, but it was not the sun that was making him sweat like this. Well it wasn't the main contributing factor. The main factor was his training session. The boy brought his right hand up to his face to wipe away the sweat that had formed there due to the training he was currently undergoing. The hand was bandaged entirely, showing no skin at all.

His entire form was contorted by orange, with just a bit of black on his jacket. His customary headband was currently off his forehead, safely back in his apartment. His feet were adorned in black sandals. This boy was aptly named Uzumaki Naruto.

Naruto looked at the person that stood watch over his progress with slightly tired eyes. The person in front of him wore the standard Konoha shinobi uniform, flak jacket and all, even on this hot day. His forehead protector was more of a face protector than an actual forehead protector and it was similar to that of the Nidaime Hokage's forehead protector. His name was Yamato (at least as far as Naruto knew about the guy).

He was a cool guy in Naruto's books. He was put on his team in order to replace his sensei- who was bedridden because of his last mission. So up stepped Yamato and he took over as the interim leader of his team. While the guy had his quirks, Naruto still found him to be cool.

That is until he started training with the man in his secret style of ninjutsu. It was then that he found the man to be a bit of a slave driver, forcing him to do things that went beyond his own limits…no, he wasn't a slave driver, he was far worse than that…he was a perfectionist.

Yamato looked at Naruto with a serious look in his eyes. He watched as the boy slowly got into his fighting stance, before he went through a few hand seals at a really quick rate, ending off with the ram hand seal and slamming his right hand on the ground before he shouted, "Mokuton: Shichūka no Jutsu (Four-Pillar House Technique)!"

Several wooden pillars sprouted from the ground, before they twisted together to form a house, or to be more precise a two story house that had the symbol of Konoha on one side, in red, and a spiral on the opposing wall, also in red. The wooden house looked like the end product of many hours of manual labour culminating into a beautiful work of art that looked like it could stand the test of time, and not the end result of one jutsu.

"Excellent work, Naruto." Yamato began with a smile on his face, "You have shown a natural aptitude towards Mokuton that has blown even my wildest expectations out of the water. You truly are good at this."

Of course, it also helped that Uzumaki and Senju were so closely related with each other, thus they had a slightly similar chakra build…the operative term being slightly. This allowed Naruto's body to naturally accept the DNA that had been implanted within his system rather easily.

Naruto smiled at the man and said, "Well what did you expect…I'm awesome!"

Yamato merely shook his head with a small smile on his face as he said, "Modest, aren't we?"

"There's no need to be modest when you're as awesome as I am." Naruto replied, before he plopped himself on the ground in a cross-legged position, allowing the exhaustion to finally take over his body. He was tired beyond doubt right now. He had been at this training for a few hours now, and he was really feeling the effects of it.

While he knew that this training helped him gain control of his newfound powers, it still made Naruto feel irritable about the fact that until his training was complete, he could not go back to active duty. Truth be told he hated being in this situation, but he was going to make the best of it.

The reason why Naruto was in this situation was because of an incident that happened a little over a month ago.

Naruto currently stood in front of a man that had one of the weirdest appearances he had ever seen. He had two white mask-like protrusions that were on either side of his face…and his face wasn't much to look at either. The guy literally had black tendrils coming out of his mouth, and they danced a few inches in front of his face like they were some sort of tongue. His grey sleeveless shirt and purple pants and matching colour sandals were the only things that actually seemed normal about his appearance.

Next to Naruto were his teammates Sakura, Yamato-taichou and Sai. Joining them were Ino and Choji. Next to Choji was the man he (Naruto) had called 'sensei' ever since he graduated from the Academy, and he looked like he was in shitty condition. This weird looking guy must be pretty strong if he could not only take on the great Sharingan no Kakashi (Kakashi of the Sharingan), but also push him, and whatever help he had, to the limit. The help in this case was Ino and Choji.

Naruto studied the man carefully before he eventually decided to unleash the big guns. He brought his hands into his signature cross seal and said, "Tajuu Kage Bunshin no Jutsu (Multiple Shadow Clone Technique)."

Three clones that looked exactly like Naruto popped up in front of the blonde boy, and without wasting another second, they went to work. Two clones came up to him while one stood idle. Naruto brought his palm out in front of himself and slowly formed his signature technique, the Rasengan. While he created the Rasengan with the help of one clone, another was busy putting the fruits of his labour into good use by adding his elemental affinity into the mix.

There was a slow build-up of chakra that resulted in a screech being produced by the technique he was creating. He could hear his friends commenting on what he was doing.

"What is that?" he heard Ino ask no one in particular.

"That's some screech…" Choji commented as well from the side lines, "A-and the chakra's incredible!"

Naruto heard these comments but paid no heed to them. Right now he only wanted to end this battle before the odds somehow changed, and he knew that his next technique would do this for him. He kept his concentration on the chakra building up in his hands, and as soon as it was done he held it up for the world to see.

"Fūton: Rasen Shuriken (Wind Style: Rasen Shuriken)!" Naruto shouted.

He could see that the man he was facing now looked worried as he saw his technique, and while Naruto would have loved to gloat to the man about how awesome his technique was, the fact was that it was incomplete, and despite being in such a state, it was still powerful enough to damage him even as he held it.

The third clone he had created quickly went about carrying the task it knew it had to do. The clone rushed towards the man, drawing a kunai from the holster it had and it threw it at the man, causing him raise his hand and swat it away, but what the man had not seen was that Naruto's other clone had performed the Kage Shuriken no Jutsu (Shadow Shuriken Technique), and thus he did not notice the second kunai until it was nearly upon him.

The man dodged the Kunai by sidestepping it, but he had not realised that he put himself in an unfavourable position since he had walked into Naruto's trap. Naruto appeared at the man's side, but before he (Kakuzu) knew what was going on he had a Rasen Shuriken shoved into his side…good thing too because Naruto was about to reach his limit on the technique. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on what way you looked at the situation, Naruto was blown back when one of the masks opened its mouth and released a blast of powerful, condensed wind that knocked Naruto back a great distance away.

While Naruto tumbled back across the ground, his opponent screamed in pain as the Rasen Shuriken slowly but surely grinded its way into him, destroying the two masks that were on either side of his head while also destroying the man's chakra network and most of his cells…that's how powerful Naruto's technique was.

The last thing Naruto remembered was tumbling across the ground like a rag doll as he blacked out from the combined pain and exhaustion he felt from his attack on Kakuzu. He had come here not even at fifty percent, and thus he quickly succumbed to the darkness.

It was due to that incident that Naruto lost his arm. Apparently the jutsu he was hit with was powerful enough to not only push him away from his Rasen Shuriken, but also strong enough to actually damage his arm to the point where his bones bent into awkward positions while also drilling a hole through his bicep. He was left with an arm that was beyond repair.

When he woke up from the incident in Konoha's hospital feeling a little bit worse for wear. It was here that he was told of how the battle had ended and how he had an irreparable arm. This meant that he had no way of continuing with his shinobi duties from there onwards. Before he could shout and beg them to find a way around this, Tsunade baa-chan walked in, and after getting the pleasantries out of the way, she told Naruto about a theory that she had that could help him regain his lost arm.

It was safe to say that when Naruto was told about the surgery that involved him getting a new arm that he jumped at the opportunity. He did so without care for the risks that were involved with the process. Even after he was told that the process could result in his death, he still did not care. Dying was not something that fazed him…it was dying without achieving his ambitions that scared him. But living a life where he wasn't a shinobi also scared him greatly, so he really had no choice in the matter. He had to have the surgery performed on him.

It was safe to say that the operation was a success, one which resulted in him gaining a new arm, one that wasn't plastic or wood (Kami knows that would have sucked), and he also gained something else thanks to the surgery. He gained the ability to use Senju Hashirama's famed Mokuton ninjutsu.

Naruto honestly knew next to nothing about the man, except that he was powerful enough to be called Hokage, and that his cells were highly coveted. He had no illusions of knowing anything else about the man. The only Hokage he knew a lot about was the Sandaime Hokage. The Yondaime was still someone he had not given any time to research thoroughly. All he knew was that the man was the reason why he had a giant fox in his gut that wanted him dead so that it could live.

Hashirama was someone he had learned about over the past month in great detail thanks to Yamato-taichou. Due to the man's perfectionist nature, he wanted Naruto to learn all that there was about Mokuton, including the history behind its conception, which meant learning about Senju Hashirama. While Naruto found the history lessons to be annoying and dull, he did admit (to himself) that they helped him understand things a bit more clearly. Hashirama, during his time, was the most feared shinobi. The man was even called Kami no Shinobi, a title that Naruto discovered was also given to the Sandaime Hokage. And this was thanks to his Mokuton.

Naruto had great respect for the man now…he was climbing up the ladder and becoming one his favourite Hokage. Right now he was tied with Tsunade no baa-chan, but only because of the awesome things he did. He did help create Konoha after all.

Naruto looked at his right hand and sighed. While the arm had brought about an improvement in some other aspects of his shinobi skills, it served as a reminder of the fact that he could no longer use his newly created technique, the Rasen Shuriken.

Tsunade baa-chan had banned him from using the jutsu ever again, she even went as far as to categorise it as an S-rank Kinjutsu. He seriously wished he hadn't been as reckless as he had been when fighting that Kakuzu guy. But, as they say, every grey cloud has a silver lining, and hopefully his silver lining would come around eventually. He just hoped that it would be soon.

Little did Naruto know that the world had a weird way of working things out.

Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter of my story. That was just the intro, so the story is going to get better (hopefully).

I want to insist that flames are not appreciated here. I've read a few hate filled reviews while viewing other stories, and let's just say that they demoralised me (and I wasn't even writing the story). So imagine if it were my story…just kidding (not about the flames part- about the demoralising part).

Anyway enough about that…read, fav/follow and review.

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