And so here it is my first ever Fanfic publication.
First let me warn you that this is a fairly different type of fan fiction. Firstly I use none of the original charter other than Tsunade and only may include one or two of the others later. Secondly it has nothing of the original plot. So basically I borrowed the Places, Names, and character designs and started from scratch. All that being said I do not own Naruto nor Mt. Everest and this is purely a non-profit publication.
"Man all this formal talking is giving me a head headache" Author "But anyways Read and enjoy Chapter 1 of Book 1 of Naruto the retold story"
The wind whistled coolly, twisting down the streets of Konoha, with the fresh scent of spring. The last great Ninja war was less than two years past, but in a world carved by blood the majority of the population had grown accustomed to the feeling of loss. At least accustomed enough to move on. The majority had anyways.
But for some the war like many before it was still all to vivid in their mind. One such man, a long time retired ninja of more wars than any man would be warrant, sat idly staring out the window of his current 'occupation' down one of the many streets of Konoha? In his mind he replayed every man he had ever killed, every near death disaster he'd escaped, every victory he had ever won for the sake of 'justice', and of course the prices of those victories.
The memories were enough these days to boil his blood, and it had all but consumed him until at last an answer had finally came. An answer to end this pointless cycle of hate to begat war to begat death which in turn begat even more hate.
And it was this 'answer' that had lead him to his present perch as his eyes followed the young boy below him. The miracle of the Hyuga, the descendent of the Uchiha, and someday the greatest weapon Konoha has ever had… Keitaro Uchiha.
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"Damn it Keitaro" huffed the Chunin as he began to gain on the young Uchiha/Hyuga "this time I swear I'm going to winging your neck".
As of yet Keitaro had shown no signs of developing either of his clans legendary doujutsu, but that didn't mean much to the slowly tiring Chunin. He made not of yet developed his latent powers lady Tsunade was so sure he would posed, but he was still more than a prime example of why the two clans were so revered.
"Ha" Keitaro laughed at his would be pursuer as he disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving behind a doll of his likeness performing a very rude hand gesture at the Chunin's expense.
"What the hell?" Exclaimed the Chunin shocked that a non=graduate would be able to pull a flawless replacement jutsu on him with such apparent ease.
"You know Jaken when my parents find out that the body guard they spent so much money on is such a lout you'll probably never be given even thing hire than a C-rank again" Keitaro said smirking at the snarl on the Chunin's face.
"You spoiled brat you think just because the village sees you as a golden child your somehow above your responsibilities? You owe Konoha for your very life." Jaken gained his own smirked when he noticed the snarl that now spread across Keitaro's face.
"You should be wiser with your words" he spat as he threw a kuni at full speed at the Chunin's legs causing him to jump up to dodge. 'Bad move' Keitaro thought as his kuni hit it's true target and the real reason he had lead his pursuer into this abandon alley. The moment the kuni struck the specialty tag Jaken barely had time to react before he was engulfed in the purple smoke of the knock out gas. And with that small window he gurgled out one last incoherent curse, something about snobby brats, before he himself passed out.
Sighing and brushing off the dust from his black jeans and shirt Keitaro turned to head back into town leaving the passed out body of his 'baby sitter' behind him. With any luck he still had time to make it to the festivities.
'That was harder than I thought,.. But also more fun' he thought as he hoped from building to building towards the villages center, and the place of today's festival.
He was less than two blocks away when he came to a sudden stop on top of a three story building the hair on his neck suddenly standing on end.
Acting as much out of instinct than anything Keitaro took a defensive stance, a kuni in each hand from his pouch, as his eyes scanned the surrounding.
No matter which way he looked he could see nothing out of place and the only sound was that of the raucous from the action of his destination and the bustle from the crowded street below. Everything seemed normal but his gut was telling him otherwise. And despite all the training to keen his sense it was his gut he trusted above all else.
It was than he heard the girls laughter behind him, and again acting off instinct he turned and flung his kuni before he had time to recognize the mask and relies his mistake.
The kuni flew true, with the full speed of it's masters strength behind it, straight at the now visible female Anbu's heart. Almost the moment he let go of the ninja toll the old advice of one of his ancient tutors popped into his mind "Remember young Ki once an act is done it cannot be undone so a calm mind is the most important factor in any…" The rest of the advice was drummed out as he saw it manifest right before him.
Than right before the kuni would of sunk home the Kunoichi seem to flicker as the weapon passed harmlessly through her body.
But Keitaro had no time to stare in shock as the Kunoichi flickered a second time, and appeared behind the now dazed Uchiha twirling the second kuni that was still in his left hand in her right.
"You know Aiko judging by the kids face I think he thought he had you for a second there" the gruff voice was enough to alert the said boy back to the present as he noticed the other two masked figures.
"Ya right this twerp has a few years yet before he's ready to even meet me on the field" the female Anbu joined her friend in his laughter to the annoyance to the short temper Uchiha.
"Yes, but what is impressive is how few those years might be" interrupted the third much older sounding member of the three man cell. It didn't take a genus to guess who the leader was with the way the two other seem to snap back to attention. "Though I suppose with his bloodline that's to be expected as a bear minimum at least" said the leader with a dry tone that irritated Keitaro almost as much as the mention of his bloodline.
"What the hell do you'll want" Keitaro finally snapped tire of these three people talking above his head like he wasn't even there, especially since he seemed to be the topic on hand.
"We" the leader of the squad began in that dry factual voice that just crawled at Keitaro's ears "are here because you are a far to precious commodity for our country to allow to risk, by just letting you walk around as you please unguarded. And since you found yourself so inclined to absolve the given task of the Chunin assign to care for this potentiality we were sent as his replacement."
"Replacements huh?" Keitaro retorted with more confidence than he felt "will lets see if you do any better that that lout." It was than he shot towards the edge of the building hoping to lose them in the packed crowd below.
But before he could even take three steps the same female from before was suddenly in front of him as if she had been there the whole time. He dived to the left, than the right, forward, and back but no matter which way he turned she was in front of him as if she had been there the whole time.
'What the hell? Time/Space Jutsu? But she doesn't do any hand signs. High Speed style Tiajutsu? But surely I'd see some type of movement.' He thought franticly as he tried to comprehend the ninja before him, but no matter how he looked at it he couldn't figure out what she was doing to travel like that. 'Oh will, this is why we have plan B's I guess' he thought as he reached into his pouch and pulled out the last smoke bomb he had and threw it down erupting the roof into a blue smoke stake.
"A smoke bomb? Really? I would of expected a descendent of the two most legendary clans of Konoha to be able to do better than that." The female Anbu shouted into the smoke cover.
'Ya will sorry to disappoint' he thought before he became orient enough to bolt out of his own camouflage. It was than he heard the girls voice again, but this time it wasn't to antagonize…
"Futon: Gale force breeze no jutsu" the shout was the only warning before Keitaro was nearly bowled over with a wall of wind that made short work of his 'camouflage'.
'So much for plan B' he thought as the air slamming against him was slowly pushing him back. With a small annoyance he noticed that the other two Anbu seem to have no trouble standing their place in the face of this woman made hurricane. Although even more annoying was the fact they seem so confident that she would be able to take care of him with no assistance from them.
It was than it occurred to him Futon. And with that a plan C quickly formed in his head.
"I guess you Anbu aren't as good as they say, since you seem to have forgotten who it was you are fighting" Keitaro attempted to yell against the current of wind, counting more on his opponents ability to read lips than for her to hear him over this roar.
Ram, Dog, Rabbit, Serpent, Bird, Boar, Horse, Tiger the hand signs flowed easily from his fingers as he drew all the chakra he could into his gut and shouted "Fire Style: Fireball no jutsu" and with that he erupted with the strongest fire style technique he could muster. Almost at once the fire leapt into a blaze as if it was feeding on the wind.
It was a short battle of the elements, before the flame grew large enough to engulf the Anbu. But Keitaro was far from ready to believe that would be all it would take. The fact that her two teammates still stood unconcerned on the sidelines was evidence enough that that was insufficient to finish her off.
"Over here cutie" he heard the Kunoichi call as he spun and saw her lounging on the edge of the building next to theirs "and no I did not forget you're an Uchiha. How could I?" She finished sarcastically.
"So how about it you ready to call it quits?" Asked the gruff voiced Anbu sounding as if he was becoming bored with the whole fiasco "I'd recommend quitting before she starts to enjoy herself."
"Forget it I don't quit" Keitaro challenged. Preparing his stance for round two, though all macho talk aside he had to admit he was now running very low on charkra and his breath was a lot more ragged. 'One Chunin and three Anbu' how do I get myself into these things?
Jumping from her perch Aiko readied herself to continue the fight, a new gleam to her eyes. It was than all the Anbu suddenly jerked their heads up, and Keitaro felt a very familiar hand lay on his shoulder.
And so there it is my first chapter. I will have the second one posted on Thursday and will hopefully be able to add about two a week.
So as always read, review, and most importantly Enjoy.
