Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, though I wish I did! Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto. Only the ideas contained within this story are mine.
Prologue
Quiet and still, I wish the sands of time to be. But, alas, they seem to roll on faster. Sweet memories from long ago, from another life I used to know… My heart pains when I cannot hold onto moments and memories. Memories of bliss and beauty. Familiar words, an old, sweet song, and I'm carried back to so long. But pain seems to halt the clock's ever moving hands and makes me feel the agony ever deeply. An embrace, a breath, I long to envelope myself in such wonders for eternities. I knew not then, that they would be, someday, nothing more than a cherished memory.
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"Today is such a boring day, right, Naruto?", yawned an almost sleeping Konohamaru. Getting no answer from Naruto, Konohamaru stole a glance at him and rolled his eyes. Naruto was making disgusting noises while practically gormandizing up his Ramen. Konohamaru watched him with a totally appalled look on his face.
Naruto finally finished eating and then even stated lickingthe bowl. Konohamaru made a face. A everyone knew, Naruto's life was BASED on Ramen. Naruto then put on his wide sheepish smile and held out the bowl to old Teuchi. "More, please"
This time Konohamaru went berserk, his eyeballs disappearing the traditional way, and punched Naruto's face about five times before starting to verbally abuse him. "RAMEN, RAMEN, RAMEN!!!! Don't you have any other thing to do other than eating Ramen?!" He shrieked into Naruto's face. He spat out the deadly word Ramen again, making a revolted face. He used to like Ramen, but now because Naruto was so into it, he loathed it with all his heart.
Suddenly, Naruto got onto his stool and shouted. "Of course, I do something other than eating Ramen. I train. I train to be the next HOKAGE!" Konohamaru snorted. Naruto ignored him and continued. "And I'm, going to be exactly like the Fourth Hokage. He's the greatest." He then lowered his eyes. It was the Fourth Hokage who had sealed the spirit of the Nine Tailed Demon Fox inside Naruto and died.
Outside the Ramen Stand, stood a woman listening to Naruto's "speech". She was wearing a long dark purple cloak sliding down her tall, willowy and elegant figure. She was covering her head and part of her face with a black scarf. A strand of her fiery red hair had fallen over her stunningly beautiful blue eyes. She restrained her tears back, and tried to talk. But the words just seemed to shrivel in her throat. Despair claimed her. "Y-yes, N-naruto…" She whispered in her silvery voice, "Train hard. Train hard and become the- the next Hokage.. B-Be like the Fourth…..Hokage.. Your f-f-father" Tears poured down her cheeks which she hurriedly wiped away. She stole one last glimpse at Naruto before moving on. She didn't want to leave. She wanted to be with Naruto all her life, but she couldn't. She had covered her self so that the village people wouldn't recognize her.
She ran, ran to the Nakano River and sat down under a tree. After a few seconds of calming herself down, she let the soft sunlight caress her cheeks as her eyes surveyed the landscape around her. She slowly removed her cloak to reveal an extraordinarily attractive person, with beautiful red hair flowing down her spine like a rippling waterfall, mesmerizing sky blue eyes and stunning features. Her tall, slender body was clad in a long green satin dress which accentuated her grace even more. Though she was no doubt, the paragon of perfect beauty, her eyes showed a lot of grief. She sobbed softly as she took a framed photo out of the little bag she had been carrying. It was a photo of a very young couple. A very happy young couple. It was of her and Minato Namikaze, the Yellow Flash of Konohagakure. Kushina Uzumaki's tears gushed into a plethora of a flood as she thought of Minato, the Fourth Hokage, her true love and the father of Naruto. She had lost her lover as he had gifted his life to save the village, then she was torn apart from her son almost at once too. Naruto. "Naruto…it's a beautiful name", Kushina whispered. That was 13 years ago. She whimpered in misery as her memory was resuscitated. The memory of 13 years ago, October 10…