Naruto: The Village of Cristal
Arc one: The gathering Prologue Chapters: The Yondaime's House.
I apologyze, there were minnor mistakes, I will try to make the next chapters better. Keep reviewing mistakes and I will fix them.
I know I'm not really good with fic, but please read and give your hints (i.e. Review), So far I have a lot of it already planned, but depending on suggestions I might give minor changes to the Story
So Far I have the Five Prologue Chapters and two Chapters, They feature Naruto's escape from Konoha and how he met his first real friend, At chapter one much of the story will be explained.
These are the personages that will be featured on the prologues.
Naruto Uzumaki: The "Kyubi Boy" discovered his friend, and under his influence decides to plot an escape from his sad life in the hands of Konohagakure no Sato
Kyubi no Yoko: The demon that caused so much pain to Naruto agreed to help him develop himself in exchange for some "work out" she will act more as a guide councilor than as a real power plant, but her powers in making Naruto Mutate are much handy on his escape.
Arashi Jiraya Kazama (Unless I Find a better name):The Yondaime of Konoha and Naruto's Birth Father (thought only Jiraya, Naruto and Kyubi so far knows of it) We learn a lot of his past and of his mysterious secret date, Naruto's mother.
Team Sarutobi: The Old Hokage and his only left Pupil are in deep trouble trying to locate Naruto before the Council or namely the leader of the Root does it. Flashbacks will feature more about this team
Cliff Waters: A mysterious boy living in a citadel which is now a trading town, He is a thief and surprisingly his age is even shorten than Naruto, but his speed matches the blond.
Kouga no Yonbi: The Four Tails Wolf has an interesting connection to Cliff even thought he is not a Jinchuuriki, Luno as he is known by friends, and Raphael, as Kyubi calls him, is also a good guide to his own partner and the only reason said children is not on the other world.
Summary: Naruto met the Kyubi at age of four after a failed suicide attempt, at six they agreed to leave the village and raise their own village, but they will need the help of three good will creatures, many allies and an ancient ruin to archive their dream.
Disclaimer: I don't recall ever signing copyrights claiming Naruto, I do believe tough that some smarty and creative Japanese did it some time ago.
"Normal Speech" 'Normal Thoughts' -Naruto to Kyubi- -Kyubi to Naruto- #Jutsu#
Kyubi/Summoning/Demons directly to Naruto. Written Text Flashback
It was a chilling night, one of the most cold ones the city had in several years. And it was to no surprise that only the few ninjas that were unlucky enough to have night guard shift were still up their beds. The roads were silent, the shops closed early, and if a family wasn't entirely asleep then they were probably enjoying late dinner, some hot cup of tea or in children's case hot chocolate...
But that didn't apply to one person. A boy, a young one probably not even a meter high was discretely walking around the corners of the houses making his way to the center of the village, where the great Hokage mountain was said to be. The kid, a blond one, with sky blue eyes didn't need to be that careful; he didn't meet a single soul all his way to the monument. Once he was nearby he started to make his way around it, going faster as to not die frozen but still trying to avoid making sounds or "mistakes" that would put his plan down the toilet.
'Shit, how long this mountain can be?' Asked the boy having trouble to find his way around the dark pathway. He nearly missed the trail he was supposed to take to get where he was supposed to go, but luckily as he was just crossing it a voice shouted on his head.
-Idiot! You missed the entrance!- The boy rolled his eyes making a few steps back and getting inside the trail -It's mistakes like those that could end our mission even before we finish the phase one!- The embodied voice hissed on his head.
-Calm down, It's not like it will be big trouble if they get us now, I mean there isn't a single soul on the streets and besides the fact they hate me they can't do anything against me cause, technically, I still did not commit a crime.-
-Yet you are being relaxed, ignoring things, that is the sort of mistake that often gets people dead...-
-Or demons trapped into young babies- The boy mocked sticking his tongue out. He could feel the growl from the demon.
-You are going to miss the pathway, AGAIN! - The demon once again half shouted.
-Shut up, you are taking my focus! - The boy replied on an annoyed tone. Taking the right pathway and keeping his eyes open for more paths.
He suddenly came to a halt when his feet touched the bottom of two very old steps leading to the porch of a very old, two store Cottage that seemed to be commended and without use for at least double his age. The boy starred at it a bit disappointed-This is it? You know, I expected Tou-san to have a bigger house, He was the Hokage after all.-
-As far as I know your father didn't need a mansion, nor he accept to build one till he was very close to raising family, he lived here for twenty years till he became an ANBU, and then he was living at their headquarters then the Hokage Private Rooms in the Tower. Still If I were him, I would have placed my documents here, where no one would suspect. I mean, the ANBU could easily find whatever hole he used to hide his things and the there was the Hokage Tower, As I told you before, it's not hard to get by posing as a visitor and raid the place.
The boy walked near the door and inspected it. Kyubi was probably right, The Yondaime did do something with the house or he wouldn't have the work of putting up a blood seal on the door and another under the rug to catch intruders. Unfortunately the Blond Hokage never thought his own son would sometime break inside his shelter. The boy watched as the door suddenly shook open upon the breaking of the seals.
Naruto got inside; it was much warmer inside thanks to the wooden insulation. It was also darker but he wouldn't dare to light up anything since the gas installation was probably tons of years old. The boy took his -Sweet Time- Into visiting the house that could have been his had Kyubi not attacked six years ago. Right now, even tough he would never admit, he was thinking of what he and his father would do if he was alive.
-Stop Daydreaming, Your father is dead, I saw to it personally, besides it's not like you will ever see this place again, frankly, humans and their emotions...- Kyubi ranted on not noticing the boy was on his own world.
The clock tower signaling for one in the morning awoke Naruto from his stupor. He remembered he had a mission here, and it was not an easy mission: He had to find whatever Legacy his father might have left him and take it with him. Unfortunately for him it was like looking for a needle in a crate of senbon toothpicks. The house, while small, was crammed with all sort of things. Raging from many books on Kenjutsu use (which Naruto "Confiscated") to mint scented towletes. The boy also noticed his father had a knack for losing things; he counted almost 60 pure gold and very rare coins he had found around the floor, drawers, and inside the toilet's water storage tank. They would have no good use but the boy could use them as an exchange material latter, so he placed the coins on a small pouch and inside his pockets.
He checked the living room, the Toilet, the Kitchen, the very large kitchen cabinet (with lots of decade old ramen and other spoiled and stinking food.) and the guest's rooms. He really didn't want to go into his father's bedroom but it seemed the only place where he didn't look.
The room was different from the others. Instead of simple wood all around the room had blue velvet all around it and a very soft carpet made of brown strings of cotton, now rotten by the water infiltration. There was a very large bed, King-size but wide enough to fit two, he couldn't suppress a laugh when thinking that it might have been on a cold night like this, Six years add or take a few months, that over this very bed the first cell of what would be him was generated from the love and sexual protection unwariness of his parents.
-They should have made familiar planning.- The Kyubi mocked -Aren't you forgetting something?-
-As you wish- The boy said turning the room upside down in search of clues, It proved to be pointless, the only meaningful thing on the room being a small, blue, hand crafted mantle which the boy unconsciously stuffed on his pocket. -It seems we were wrong...-
-Not yet, Don't you find it strange?- Asked the Kyubi -What?- Asked the boy -I mean, the man created several jutsus, he filled many scrolls, he had to have some place to put up his writing equipment and stuff but till now we didn't see a single quill! My bet is that there's more to this room than meets the eye.- The demon pointed out -Check the room again.-
Sighting, the boy went to recheck the room, he looked the cabinet, the shelves, the clothes drawers (he decided to take on a single piece, just a memento.), Under the bed, the ceiling... Wait, what was that in the ceiling?
"I should have known!" The boy said placing his hands in a seal #Kai#! #
the genjutsu removed... a trap door with imbruted stair appeared; Naruto quickly mounted it and went for the Attic.
He couldn't believe his eyes. The room was even more comfortable than the one below. It had a large shelve with more than fifty scrolls, on the other side there was a small rack and two chests, one filled with Triton Knives and the smaller one with some emergency gold that he added his sum. After checking the scrolls and taking those that contained items or teachings he found useful the boy quickly roamed to search for something else hidden. It proved to be easier than he first thought, for disguised as an desk lamp table was yet another chest, one that seemed cleaner than the others. The boy removed the lamp and quickly opened the crate, which was protected with a stronger blood seal.
The boy gave a wide smile; he had found what he wanted. Slowly he picked up the Scrolls for the Rasengan, Shushin, Hiraishin and the Crafting of Triton Knives. There were three other items on the chest. One being an old leather journal which, the boy latter realized, His father had recorded with details on his trainings and things he was working on. The second was a small blue ball, Naruto was against picking it but Kyubi insisted. Telling that "Ball" would be very useful latter. Last but not least there was the picture of the Yondaime Hokage and a woman, the picture however was in black and white but he could tell that this woman was a medic nin from the red apron she wore, and that her hair was probably brown, loose and reaching past her chest. The boy quickly tried to add the things to his nearly full scrolls but found out the ball refused to be sealed.
-It's no use; the ball has protections against sealing. Take it on your pocket, And whatever you do don't lose it!-
-What's so important about a glass object as fragile as an egg?- The boy asked demanding explanations
-This object is exactly what I was looking for when we thought of coming here. It's a sphere with the most vital memories of the Yondaime Hokage; my bet is that it was with him by the time he died, and that his teacher placed it on the chest for you. It's the first thing that we will look into once we are out of this village. Now get out of the house, and remember to make sure no one discovers you were here. - The boy nodded, redoing his seal and cleaning all his footprints around the room and the rest of the house. For good measure he carried the other scrolls away from the house and once he was far enough he launched fire on all of them, for once he wasn't going to let his family knowledge get in the wrong hands...
By now the sun was starting to Rise -Let's go and get some sleep, you have academy in a few hours.-
-Do I really have to go?- Asked the boy, there was no point in going to the Academy
-We must keep the appearance as to not rise suspicion. And Bushins aren't all that good when it comes to switching yourself, so...-
-I get it, after all when are we going to leave?- Asked the boy curious -Sometime between Christmas eve and the new year, the humans will be too much busy with their celebrations. Now let's get going, it's too cold and unfortunately I can sense what you can...-
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