Hi all, decided to add another story on here. The idea has been bugging me so I thought I'd run with it
This is a Older Naruto fic. It is not a crossover, but some aspects of Mortal Kombat and Daredevil are involved. The prologue should give you an idea as to why
I write to develop my penmanship, so any tips are helpful
I don't own Naruto
Trading Destiny
Prologue
It had been a very long day today, a day of mourning the loss of their beloved Yondaime. There were other deaths in the village, but the Yondaime was a hero. He had saved the village and left behind his legacy, the young 8 year old boy that stood still as a rock. He was still in shock over what had happened.
The Kyuubi had run rampart, destroying many of the districts of Konohagakure no Sato. It appeared out of nowhere and took many lives that night. The Yondaime and his wife lost their lives fighting the beast, and then it was sealed into a little baby girl. No one knew who this girl was, and many thought that it was the Kyuubi reincarnate.
The boy however, didn't care. He was heartbroken, but he tried not to show any emotion. People thought him a little weird, but those where people who hardly knew him. He had dark red coloured hair like his mother, the only sign he was an Uzumaki. His hair was spiky like his father however. He had his eyes closed and was wearing dark red sunglasses to cover it.
The young 8 year old boys' name was Uzumaki Naruto, formerly Namikaze Naruto, now he had to keep his name a secret to ensure that none of his fathers' and/or mothers' enemies found him. He knew what might happen, and without the protection of his family, the young boy felt vulnerable.
Naruto had grown up in a loving and carefree environment. His mother was the world to him as his father was busy most of the time dealing with Hokage stuff. He loved his father as well, but he loved his mother deeply and couldn't believe that she was gone. He wouldn't shed tears; it's not right for a Shinobi to shed any tears. Just as he thought that, a few tears fell from his closed eyes, dribbling down his face and hanging off of his chin before gravity came into play and the tears fell to the ground.
That was the scene that the young silver haired ANBU had seared into his mind. He was one of the youngest ANBU captains, yet Kakashi couldn't do anything to protect his Sensei or his Sensei's wife. What was the point of having power if you couldn't help anyone?
With that thought, he walked forward and hugged young Naruto. Naruto, knowing who it was started breaking down in whacks of sobs and free falling tears. He may have been trained in the Shinobi arts, but he was still a kid. And kids felt pain.
The Sandaime didn't stay too long at the funeral, knowing that he had a village to run and get it back to its former glory as soon as possible. He had disappeared after speaking to the citizens of Konoha about the heroic deeds of every one of their lost members. Truth was he didn't want to be seen shedding tears. He had lost his long-loving wife, and felt the need to cry every time he thought of her. It wouldn't do to let emotions ruin ones choices and lifestyle, so he had left. Dealing with a baby Jinchuriki was hard enough, especially with the council and some villagers calling for blood.
With a tired sigh, the Sandaime took his seat at his desk. He knew that there was no one that could take up the mantle of Hokage. His former best friend Danzo would be a good choice, if Hiruzen didn't know him better. Besides Danzo had already told the Sandaime that leading from the front really wasn't his thing. His three students were out of the question. He already had an important assignment for Jaraiya and knew that he had his Spy Network to keep an eye on. Tsunade was out of the village and been that way since the deaths of her brother and lover. His other student was nowhere to be seen. Orochimaru had disappeared after being caught experimenting on some of the villagers. He hasn't been caught yet, but a Missing Nin as a Kage was a laugh.
With another tired sigh, the Sandaime started writing up the mission parameters for Jaraiya. He knew that he would be in the village soon. He wouldn't miss the funeral of his favourite student. He also had a God-child to comfort.
Jaraiya was heartbroken. He had heard the news from his Toad Summons and rushed back to Konoha as soon as he could. He was there when the Sandaime gave his speech and left to take care of business. He was about to comfort his God-child before he noticed the young ANBU doing so. He knew who it was, and didn't feel like impeding. Maybe he should check out the hot-springs. He was about to leave when saw the ANBU leave in a swirl of leaves.
With no-one else around, Jaraiya walked over to the young redhead child, putting a hand on his shoulders as Naruto began silently sobbing again. "They loved you very much, you know that right? Even though they are heroes of Konoha, and are no longer with us, they both loved you very much." With those words Naruto turned into Jaraiya's embrace, sobbing louder once more. These will be the last tears he'd ever shed, that was a promise.
After another five minutes of silent crying, Naruto turned to where he knew Jaraiya was. "I know it's just that I don't know what to do now that they're gone. I barely left the estate when they were alive, and now I have to live on like this." Jaraiya knew that Naruto was upset, but didn't like his thought pattern at all.
He leant down to Naruto's level. In a soft voice he spoke. "Don't ever use that as an excuse. If Kushina were here, she'd wipe the floor with you, pick you up and hug you then wipe the floor with you again." At the mental image, Naruto slightly chuckled. He knew it was true, it had actually happened a few times. "I know that Kushina trained you privately, believing that your lack of eyesight shouldn't inhibit your capacity to become a Shinobi." Jaraiya spoke again, not beating around the bush with Naruto's current state. Jaraiya was never one to beat around the bush, and Naruto knew this.
"Yeah, she did." Naruto spoke. They started making their way towards the estate.
"Good, I have a feeling that it'll come in handy. Do you know how to complete the 3 Academy Jutsu?" Naruto nodded. "Okay, how are you going with your s Kenjutsu?" Jaraiya asked causing Naruto to look down slightly.
"I'm doing okay, but I've been training in Kenjutsu for a year and still haven't mastered it." Jaraiya laughed at that, causing Naruto to look in his direction.
"Gaki, you can't master Kenjutsu in a year. You have a long way to go. Your mother was a master, you though, will probably be sufficient by the time your twelve." With that Jaraiya kept laughing and walking through the streets without a care in the world. Naruto was right beside him, a slight smirk on his face. He knew this was a coping mechanism for Jaraiya, he knew how hard it is to lose someone that you love.