A/N:Hi all. This is my very first Fanfic. I hope you guys like it. No flaming. Its annoying and disrepectful. The Prolog and Chapter 1 will is the setup for Chapter 2.
Summary:Mataauhimade (Till We Meet Again):
A modern day teen has nightmares he seen and read about Naruto's world. Is he really from our world, or another? What does the nightmare have to do with Naruto and gang? Definite Pairings: OCxSaku, NaruHina [Others Pairings: TBA
Disclaimer:Don't own Naruto (I wish) nor Otogi: Myth of Demons game series. I do own OCs that sprout in my Fanfics. Also, all original jutsus belong to me. Also, do not to use my any of my OCs as well any and/or part of my story for your own unless permission is provided (copyright people).
"Talk"
'Think'
Inner Sakura
"Tailed-beast talk"
Flashback
Prolog: The Beginning
16 year old Hogosha Mouka knew many times he had throughout his life he had never meet people who cared about him, born and then abandoned when he was born. Only thing that he of himself was his name, nothing else living in the orphanage all his life. Many shunned him as he does not understand himself because of his unusual strength, speed and stamina his age. Many of the kids ignored him because he could hurt them, adults fear he was a freak or dangerous to be around. Yet, Mouka never gave up hope that he will someday have friends, family or loved one which never left his thoughts. There were few things in Mouka's life that have him keep going for all these years. One was an anime called Naruto and the main character he could easily relate to. He was drawn to the anime/manga for some inexplicable reason. Another reason was one person that cared for him. The most important to him was a pale red-haired young girl he meet when he was 11 yrs old. The meeting with girl made his life bearable for a time. She even taught him how to play a wooden flute. Mouka even went as composing some music for her. They spent time together when ever they can playing his flute in the park, but even this was cut short by a tragic event a year later. Mouka still played music with his wooden flute sometimes in the park where they first meet since that event, until about 6 months later when he meet an man who saw him playing his flute in the park.
The man who meet him was certainly unusual. Yet, he was the second person to talk to him as a friend whom seemed to be familiar somehow.
Flashback:
The sound of his flute played through the trees lowly in the morning while sitting on a large rock. Nobody bothering him nor the people at the orphanage know he was at the park. The music he was playing seemed to catch the attention of a man about his 30's as he approached Mouka. He stood there listening to the music as it just finished, the noise of clapping caught the teen off-guard when he saw the man come from behind a tree.
"That is wonderful music, may I ask what you were playing...?"the man smiled and the answer he only gotten was a nod 'No'.
The blacked-haired man walked a bit closer to Mouka who sat there without making any motion."Why play such a melody such as that?"He observed the black-haired teen shift on the rock uncomfortably."Something has caused you to play that isn't it?"
"Why do you want to know anyways? Not for people to intrude on peoples' privacy to be heard."Mouka was in anger as his solitude was broken that morning. He glared at the man who returned with a gentle smile.
"Music like that should be heard not kept hidden. Besides this a public park." The man walked even closer to the teen to see his charcoal black eyes.
"No, this music for one person only. I play this in the morning in the park because nobody else here this early." Mouka stared at the man. The man wore a simple black t-shirt showing he was fit, cargo pants and regular red sneakers. "True."The man replied as he sat cross-legged on the grass"Yet you play it as to tell your story in a way."
Mouka sat there for a moment think of what the man just said.'Its true, composing and playing music like telling a story, he's right about it.'he thought.
"So what do you want? Aren't you afraid of the mutant freak in the park?"as Mouka pointed to himself. The mysterious man realized Mouka was not going to say anymore on his music."I think I know why you play that music. There has been rumors and facts about this park which I know some of it is true."He simply stated.
"As for the mutant freak comment. Nope. People are normally blind to things they don't understand or don't see great potential."He spread his arms to make the point.
The man that sat in front of him smiled in a friendly gesture showing no aggression as other kids or people shown him."What you mean by great potential?"
"So that is the question, to be able to go beyond that of your ability and more is the answer. I have noticed you are not the same as the other kids around here."the man replied."I have a proposition for you."
Mouka eyed the nameless for a moment,"What is it? Nothing illegal is it?"
"No, I would like ask something of you."The nameless man observed the teen as he thought it over.'What proposition does he have? He seem not to be lying or anything.'Mouka thought.'But what's that catch though?'The black haired man kept a steady gaze on him."What do you want to ask? And what is the proposition?"
The nameless man got up and walked over to Mouka and stop out of arms reach."What would you do if I taught you some martial arts as your sensei and train just keep getting stronger...use it protect people and the most important people to you? Past, Present and Future?"
"What you mean Past, Present and Future? I don't have any..."Mouka stopped for a moment."What he mean by past, present and future.'Mouka questioned himself. Something inside says only to accept it and not turn it down. He doesn't know why yet he but things will change."Yes...yes, I will protect those important to me. I accept."
The man smirked and placed a hand on Mouka's shoulder."Time for you change as well as those of others. What's you name?"
"Mouka, Hogosha Mouka."He stood up, standing a couple inch shorter than his new sensei."What is your name sensei?"
"My name is Raikoh, Minamoto Raikoh."
Flashback Ends:
Things never seems to transpire for the better for Mouka as things went on. During the following 3 years of training with Raikoh-sensei non-stop, his dreams or nightmares as he looked at them became more frequent. Mouka told Raikoh-sensei about it after all the training he could provide, he was simply told that."Dreams and nightmares are sometimes memories that needs to be remembered or is connected to you on some level."After that, Mouka never saw Raikoh again only to know they will meet another time and place. That have been a week ago since Raikoh-sensei had left him. He wasn't sure why he kept getting these dreams or nightmares of events that occur from the series Naruto, they were quite different then anime or manga with the characters. Yet, to him, they seemed real enough and he was part of those events. Were they really memories or they imagination made of memories from what he seen on TV and books? The nightmares on the other hand had become more frightening then the last with events that appeared to be in the future which the Naruto series had yet occurred. Mouka slept in his bed tossing and turning in his bed believing he would drowning and suffocating in the depths of darkness as his last nightmare occurred.
Dream:
A lonely figure wearing a crimson long leather coat and hood stood on the cliffs' edge of a once beautiful landscape. Black acrid smoke hung in the air, fires could be seen here and there across the landscape mixed with the setting sun making it look like it was bleeding. Many building were destroyed or damaged, those who were left were preparing for the next moment for the end. The lonely figure moved away from the edge of the cliff, his coat fluttered in the wind as he moved towards three stones that faced outwards to the fading sun. His azure eyes gazed on the three stones, not breaking contacting with the words etched on the first two.
The first stone had many orange tulips growing even with this scarred landscape;
The first stone read - 'A friend, a brother, a husband and Rokudaime - Uzumaki Naruto'
The stone next to the first had lavender and purple roses and the words read -
'A gentle heart and kind wife of Rokudaime - Uzumaki Hyuga Hinata'
"I am sorry that I failed you two and the rest of our friends."The figure touched each individual stone. Tears slowly began falling down his cheeks.
He then went to the last stone. More tears appear on his face staining his cheeks, his crying not heard by anyone only witnessed by the stone in front of him."I...am...so sorry...my love."The man kneeled in front of the stone gently not to disturb the growing flowers around."You protected me...why...? I was to protect you... Keep you safe...we were to be together..."
His tears flowed, staying there for almost ten minutes until his tears finally stopped. Hugging the cold stone for a moment trying keep the memory from fading before releasing it. Standing up, looking at his gold ring he had and took it off and placed it on top of the stone. Next, he gently removed necklace he wore with a locket around his neck and held it up making it glitter in the red sunlight. The chain was made of silver, the locket itself was gold shaped heart with two wings of emerald shade attached to it. Opening the locket and reading the inscription several time memorizing the words ensure he never forgets. Laying the necklace on the on top of the last stone leaving the open locket swaying in the wind hoping the person can see the words again.
"I will see you again soon my love." The lone figure look at the last stone one more time before disappearing in a swirl of light.
The locket sways in the wind...you can just see the inscription inside the open locket;
'Angel and Cherry Blossom forever.- M & S'
Dream End.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, Mouka looked around his bed only seeing that he was back in the orphanage dorm and the other kids."What a damned nightmare."He said quietly not to wake anyone. Window above his bed let the stars shining through...he closed his eyes letting a small streaming of tears down his cheek quietly sobbing."I did not protect you Sakura...my love."
He cried for some time before sleep has claimed him again.
A/N: How you guys and gals like my Prolog Chapter.Not sure if it was good or not, but at least I am trying. BTW. I will decide on pairings later sorry . I will let you guys know. Please give reviews!!!!!!!! A reminder, the prolog and chapter 1 is the setup for chapter 2. There are hints I left behind. For those whom are NaruHina fans, be sure this pairing will happen.