Hello Fanfiction community it's a... its been awhile huh. *awkward pause* I won't bore you with the details of my long absence just know that I have had every intention of writing sooner but couldn't for various reasons. So without further ado let's get started with the first chapter of this rewrite.

"Human speech" "human speech flashback" '

Human thought' 'human thought flashback'

'Naruto mind link' 'Naruto mind link flashback'

'Kyuubi mind link' 'Kyuubi mind link flashback'

"Demon speech" "Demon speech flashback"

'Demon thought' 'Demon thought flashback'

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In the Kaguya Clan little else matters except strength. Wild, savage and free is the motto that this band of warriors follow to death proud and fearless apart from one exception. A legend within the clan tells of a prophecy that drives fear into the hearts of the Kaguya. It speaks of a child born with the power and appearance of the Mother of Bones growing more powerful than all that came before or after. It foretold that the child would bring an end to all war within the world making way for everlasting peace. To any other group this would be a symbol of hope but to the Kaguya this was a threat to both their lifestyle and to the clan itself. for if such a prophecy were to come to be fulfilled then the Kaguya, who would have no place in this new world, would be disposed of.

In the Warring States Period much history was lost. The clan had forgotten much of its roots long before its separation from their sister clan the Hyūga but they would never forget the progenitor of their clan and of chakra itself Kaguya Ōtsutsuki. Though much of her legend is lost what remains speaks of both her infinite power and unmatched proficiency in bone manipulation making her known within the clan as the Mother of Bones. Throughout the years the clan noticed that some of their members were different from the rest of them in both appearance and ability. While most of the Kaguya could manipulate their bloodline to allow bones to be used as some form of weapon or shielding these few rare individuals could do much more. Some of them were born with white hair, some with pale skin, others with pupilless eyes of different colors, and rarer still were those born with various mixtures of these features.

Any that seemed to match the description of the prophecy never live past their teen years. The Clan, fearing the end of glorious battle and war, kept them locked away and trained to be used as weapons against their foes and to be disposed of before they grew too strong to control. This practice would be used by the Kaguya for many years even as the Warring States Period gave way to the Hidden Village System.

Kaguya Kimimaro ran through the forest his commands echoing in his mind. The need for purpose temporarily filled his body with energy driving him to go forward clutching a bone dagger tightly in his pale hand. For one in his ten years of living he was let out from the dark finally feeling needed. Questions of the meaning to his life that usually fill his head were drowned out by his mission.

His platinum white colored hair was parted down the center of his head in a visibly zigzag, two reddish-orange dot on his forehead stood out on against his pale skin, his pupilless green eyes were cold and lifeless reflected his mistreatment and lack human affection, his body was lean and trim bearing dirt and bruises from a life of harsh training and living in a caged room of stone and dirt.

'Go down to the Hidden Mist Village and kill every last person you encounter!' his command repeated once more in his mind as he came upon two people on the on the road.

"Are you of the Hidden Mist Village?" Kimimaro asked clutching his bone dagger tighter as he looked upon the two figures.

One was a man clad in Mist Jounin uniform with the bottom of his face hidden under a bandage, mask his hitai-ate tuned to the side with insignia unseen. Unknown to Kimimaro it was a Mist emblem with a scratch cutting through it showing the man was a missing ninja. The man also had a the huge sword strapped to his back that made him stand out most of all.

The other was a 8-year old girl with long hair and light complexion with dark eyes that seemed so much like his own devoid, seeking purpose and yet her eyes seemed less intense most likely she had found one if only recently.

She wore what seem to be plain traveling clothes but to his trained eyes he could tell they were suited to fight in leaving the most give in the right places to allow faster movement. It was obvious to him she was trained and a speed fighter.

The man with the sword stared at the boy as he reached for his weapon. A few seconds pass before giving an emotionless sounding, "No."

"I-I see… Excuse me!" he ran past them and continued toward the Mist Village.

The man started walking forward but stopped when he notice the girl was not moving.

"Haku?" the man inquired to the girl staring in the direction the boy ran in.

"OH... no. It's nothing, Zabuza," said the girl now known as Haku.

"We don't have time to be stopping. Let's Hurry!" demanded Zabuza as he turned to walk away.

"Right!" Haku replied as she followed. Turning her head to look back she thought, 'He had the same eyes as I... before I meet Zabuza."

Kimimaro continued on as he reached the end of the forest he sensed someone beyond the trees. As he passed the treeline he spotted a person standing near the ledge of a cliff. Running closer he lunged at them swinging the bone dagger with incredible speed and skill. But even with his skill and speed the figure simply and swiftly moved out of the way of the attack as if he were on an evening stroll and put a hand on the boy's head.

"Hold on there young man your not trying to kill me now are ya?" the figure asked with some humor in his voice, "That just wont due my readers would be devastated."

Kimimaro looked up at the person he attacked. It was a man with white hair and dressed red and green in outfit reminiscent of a kabuki dancer, he had a large scroll strapped to his back and spiked head plate that read oil.

"Are you of the Hidden Mist?"

"No, If you want Mist it's over this ridge," the man said pointing over his shoulder. Kimimaro nodded and jumped the small cliff. 'I should stop him but it's not my place to get mixed in other village affairs,' thought the man as he watched the onslaught of the Mist, 'How could you influence them to do such a thing Orochimaru.'

Kimimaro was in the center of the village with the last remaining members of his clan a group of roughly thirty surrounded by over five hundred or so Chuunin and Jounin.

"HEHEHE… We have no choice...," their Clan leader said an insane grin on his face that matched the rest of the clan's save Kimimaro, "Now that it's come to this, take along with you every person you can!"

They all charged attacking everyone in sight. Kimimaro was surrounded by Jounin with swords. The first man swept at the boy who jumped on the blade and sliced the man's neck. He back flipped dodging the next man and stabbed him through the skull. Two Jounin swung at him he ducked causing them to decapitate one another.

A cocky Chuunin swung at his back but Kimimaro utilized his kekkei genkai to push bones through his back stopping the sword. Kimimaro grew more bone from his body to be used as both an armor and a weapon then turning to frightened Chuunin shot him with the bones that fired from his fingers tearing though the Chuunin's flesh.

Kimimaro continued to kill until he saw the last of his clan die and then in the mist of the commotion Kimimaro slipped out unseen except by a pair of yellow snake eyes on the leader of his clan. His form shifted into that of a pail man in a white battle kimono a sinister smirk on his face as he ran snake like tongue across his lips.

"Kukukukuku… The Kaguya were foolish using brute strength to try and overcome a well trained and organized military but the boy may be of use," the serpent like man faded sinking into ground as if it were water.

The next morning Kimimaro woke in a tree he slept in that overlooked the village. All of his clan dead the corpse gathered up and thrown into a pile to be burn in a roaring flame. He watched silently sulking not for the loss of the people that shut him away and starved him only giving him the minimal amount of provisions necessary to live. No, he mourned without tears for the purpose he lost and for the others that had to die. With one last look at the fire that eat away at the bodies of his former clansmen he turned from the village and left with one thought on his mind.

'Again, I'm all alone...'

In Konoha…

Naruto was on the run, they were after him both the people with red and the people with white eyes. Ten with red and only two with white but the ones with white were directing the others. Naruto didn't understand usually people with white eyes are a little nice to him better than most people especially that Hinata girl that plays with him in the park sometimes.

He thought all people with those eyes were nice but these two, without covers on their foreheads, had insulted him. All he did was say hi to one of them he and his friend sneered at him before they started to use a lot of fancy words Naruto didn't understand at first. Then one of them called him a dirty mongrel and a beast. Knowing what a mongrel was from time spent around one of his friends Naruto got angry and as the two men walked away he reached into his pocket grabbing a stink bomb he planned to use for a prank and hit the man who made fun of him square in the back. He was soon chased by them before one yelled for police and soon the others were chasing him too.

The people with red eyes were scary he couldn't tell who they were because they changed from black to red and there were a lot of people with black eyes in the village.

As it was now he was running trying to get away when he nearly ran into a boy and a man dressed in big jackets and wearing sunglasses. Skidding he slowed down but didn't lose too much momentum he made a quick right turn. He recognized them they as the bug people that all seem to have the same type of style to their clothes.

Furthermore they treat him like they treat everyone else no better no worse and that was better than most others treat him. There are few that treat him good most act like he didn't exist or insulted him 'under their breath'. Some of the people that can make themselves bigger were nice one man from among that group once gave him candy when he defended his son Chouji from some bullies. The boy Shikamaru and his dad were good people and Ino and her father too. Although Ino was hard to get along with, her being so bossy all the time.

Then there was Kiba and his sister Hana along with there dogs that he liked to pet. Sometimes Kiba got annoying he always bugged Naruto with challenges to who was top dog. Sasuke well he talked to him once it was not horrible they could be friends but he seems to only want to follow around his big brother.

Sakura was a nice girl that Naruto protected once from a bully that was picking on for her forehead or something about her hair he had forgotten. It was funny how he made most of his friends by standing up to bullies seeing how that how he meet Hinata too.

He also had Ojiisan, Ayame, and Teuchi they were the best to him but the one that stood out most had to be Hinata. Why he didn't know just something about her made him like her more than the others. Something different he knew it was the same for her he could see it when he looked in her pretty white eyes that were somehow different than the others he had seen less grayish white and more of a pale purple.

'Shit,' Naruto had gotten so caught up in thought he almost forgot the people that were chasing him. Now they had caught up to him and one of them grabbed him and pulled him up to see red eyes with three tomes glaring into his pupiless sapphire blue. Naruto felt sweat roll down his neck and along his naturally pale skin, he knew was in trouble now as he awkwardly laughed while running his hand through his platinum white spiky hair.

Not too far from Mist…

Kimimaro looked into the pond and at his reflection. 'What purpose do I have now, What good am I, Why didn't I just let myself die?' He turned his head and saw a flower. Seeing this beautiful flower growing and thriving in this miserably dreary and foggy place for some reason brought a brief smile to his face as he walked over to crouch next to the plant. He felt the urge to speak to it, "How did you get here huh?"

"…."

"Why are you blooming in a place like this?"

"…"

Kimimaro's expression dropped as he was met with silence.

"Why won't you answer?"

".."

"So you're ignoring me, too, huh?!" Kimimaro raised his bone dagger at the flower, " There's no way you'd be seen by someone in a place like this, yet you.." he never got to finish as just when he was about to swing he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"You know killing that flower will only stop it's purpose in life." stated the man he assaulted before jumping of the small cliff leading to Mist.

"It's just a flower what purpose could it possibly have?"

"That's a fine question gaki," the man said as he kneeled down near the flower, "Everything and everyone has purposes some they know and some they don't know. It's this flowers purpose to make oxygen and absorb carbon dioxide then switch at night to keep the air breathable also it makes nectar that bees use to make honey those are it's instinctually known purposes. The ones it didn't know was to be found by you and be made an example of by me."

Kimimaro looked at the flower and then at the man and said, "What about me I have no purpose what am I suppose to do now?" he waited and then heard the man laugh.

Seeing the boy narrow his eyes a little but still in sorrow the man replied, "Sorry you just sounded so idiotic," he put a hand on the boy's shoulder and lifted his chin to look him in the eye, "Listen gaki if you didn't have a purpose you wouldn't exist even the dead have a purpose so to exist and be alive means you still have a greater purpose yet to be fulfilled."

"Thank you kind sir."

"You don't have to thank me gaki and I'd appreciate it I you called me Jiraiya."

"Jiraiya-sama may I travel with you?"

"Hay I'm not a babysitter," Jiraiya saw the saddened look on his face, "But I'll take you somewhere they won't hurt you or lock you up again."

Kimimaro was happy as he thought, 'Maybe I'll find my purpose there.'

"Oh... Can I bring the flower?"

"Sure I can store it but you need to find something to put it in."

"I got it," Kimimaro put his hand on the ground and soon bones came from the ground around the flower. He pulled out the bones to show a pot made of bones with the flower in the middle.

"Okayyy…. That'll do," said Jiraiya as he sealed the flower into a scroll, "Ok were off…TO KONOHA!"

"YES TO KONOHA!"" yelled an excited Kimimaro as they walked in the direction of said village.

Out of the shadows stepped a snake like man, "Oh... It seems Jiraiya found the boy first... too bad he would have made a fine vessel I'll just have to find a new one then oh well," with that the man disappeared.

AN: Thank you all those the read this story before and stuck with it through this long wait even if you are just that person who forgot this was on your follow list and clicked on the link because you were wondering what this was and why it popped up. And, Thank you to all the new people that are reading this for the first time for giving it a chance.

Flower: I WILL KILL YOU ALL! AH HAHAHAHAHA!

Kimimaro: I knew you could talk.

Flower: …

Kimimaro: Fucking flower talk!

Flower:…

Kimimaro: I'm outta here.

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