A/N: to the people who have followed Diao, I have decided to totally change it. Naruto dies at the age of 18, the same as before, but he will go back to when he was 6. He won't know he has gone back in time, but he will know thing he didn't before. The Naruto in this fanfic will NOT be godlike and he will have breakdowns.

Warnings: BOYxBOY, violence, grammar mistakes (I do my best to keep them out.)


"speaking"

'thinking'

"naruto talking to kurama"

"Kurama speaking"


Prologue

Naruto POV

Madara and everyone in the Akatsuki are dead. But the damage they inflicted is unrepairable. Most of the villages are destroyed and no one survived the war. No one except me. Not for long though. I, Uzumaki Namikaze Naruto, the 6th hokage and container of the kyuubi, am dying. Pretty ironic if you ask me.

"Kit, are you giving up?."

"What does it looks like?" My voice is barely a whisper.

"Looks to me like you are. Come on Kit, giving up is so not like you!"

I laugh. Not really a good idea when everything hurts like hell. "That's too bad for you."

"Well, I could save you, and you would get a change to save everyone."

"What the hell do you mean?" the pain that shoots through my body makes me groan in agony.

Kurama starts laughing stupidly. "I can send you back in time."

"What's the downside?" even though I can't see the fox, I can feel him raise his eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"A jutsu like that has to have a downside. It's like the Sharingan, it gives you a better eyesight, but in time it will make you blind."

Kurama snorts. "The jutsu makes a part of your memory go back in time. It will be like a dream, but it will change Your way of thinking and I know you well enough to know that you will do something like try to imitate a jutsu. And I don't think this is a real downside in this situation. You can go back or die anyway."

"Just get it over with, will you?" Suddenly the pain grew unbearable, black spots dancing in my vision, until I lose my sight. I smile a little and a tear falls down my cheek when I close my eyes. "thank you." Is all I could whisper before darkness consumes my life.