Paths intertwined

Naruto an orphan, Izayoi an abandoned child. What if there destinies crossed? Watch as one person in there lives make a difference that changed the world.

I do not own any of Naruto or any of its characters. I do not own the name Izayoi. That would be an Inuyasha name but i am only borrowing its usage for my original character. I adopted this story from loving inu. She had so many ideas I offered and she accepted! I won't change much. Reviews welcome! Now on with the story!

Chapter 1

Fear, that was all she could smell, taste and hear all around her. She had heard that the nine tailed fox had attacked the Village Hidden in The Leaves, but she didn't know that the damage was this extensive. The village almost as a whole was in shambles, she could her peoples cries of pain, anguish and had come to call in a favor of her old sensei , but now though, she didn't know if she could.

Deciding against it Tsunade Senju turned around and walked away from the village.

Five days later

The mist was Annoying. She should've chosen another village. Ugh, how do people live in this shit. But she needed to leave this with someone. She couldn't handle it anymore. She had to knock out her assistant because she was so damn adamant about keeping the damn thing. She didn't even want it. Another mistake to add to her growing pile. The Mizukage let her in just because She was a Sannin , so she could wander without any trouble from him.

Seeing a stranger she asked where she could leave it, he pointed to an Old building down the street. 'Perfect' she thought .

After dropping of the papers and her package she turned and walked away leaving a precious little bundle in the arms of an old woman at the orphanage.

Little did she know she just set the wheels of destiny in motion.

village hidden in the leaves 5 years after

A young boy no more than 5 was running through alleyways dogging behind dumpsters trying to evade is per suers. It was October 11 and it was the night of the Kyuubi festival. But it was also his birthday. His name is Naruto Uzumaki. An orphan living on his own from the mere age of four. No one in the village has ever showed him kindness. All treated him like the scum beneath the earth. All except three people. One was an old man running a ramen stand, Takeshi Ichiraku. The other the Sandaime Hokage , Hiruzen Sarutobi. And last but not least the ANBU weasel. Ichiraku fed him when no one else would, the hokage gave him an apartment and money out of his own pocket when the orphanage kicked him out. Unfortunatly this was all Sarutobi could do. If he did more his position as hokage would be question, by his council and old team mates. It was only because of Shimura Danzo, that the council did not overthrow Sarutobi, for playing favorites with the "demon boy."

Naruto for a mere boy of five years, was grossly underweight, spikes sunshine golden hair, that at the moment was mud brown because of the dirt, sapphire blue eyes that were bluer than the sky during the day, and six whisker like marks on his cheeks, three on each side. He had a sunny personality just like his mother, but it was rarely seen. Not surprising with how he was/is treated. He currently was being chased by biased villagers that thought he was the kyuubi reincarnated.

Running was all that was on his mind. It was like this every year. Even when he tried to hide they would drive him out. Every year they would hurt him. He didn't know why, he only knew that it just was. No one was ever there apart from the old man and the ramen chef. He didn't know if he could survive another one. They were drunk this year. Terribly so. He ran past the busy main square, evading his per suers for a brief moment, he dived in a hole behind a dumpster. The villagers ran past it shouting for the demons head. When there voices faded he thought it was safe to come out. He was wrong.

As soon as he poked his head out, his hair was grabbed harshly by a big beefy man, likely a butcher. Screaming in pain naruto grabbed the hand that held his hair trying to make it let go and release him. He kicked and wiggled like a worm trying to get away as fast as he could. He knew what was coming, once he heard the man shout.

" I GOT HIM BOYS!" The butcher shouted. "Nice try beast, were not stupid unlike some people. Hahaha"

As the villagers approached the butcher took his chance, took the boys head and smashed it repeatedly against the brick wall, making naruto cry out in pain and shock. His head throbbing and starting to bleed. The blood from the top of his head making tear like tracks down his face. The villagers closed in ready to hurt, beat and torture.

When they were done, the left the bleeding child alone in the muddy alley,leaving him for dead, or so they had hoped. But every year they awaken to find he is still alive and physically well. Young naruto would be found by ANBU, a little to late to be coincidental, and taken back to his apartment like nothing happened.

Naruto ,however would not cry tears. He would not pity himself. He learned quite sometime ago that they did nothing. They did not help, the did not comfort, they would not make the boo boos better. He would pass out, and by the next morning he would be healed. The only one who arrived before the beatings started was one that bore a weasel mask. He was nice , he gave him food and taught him how to climb trees without hands! But he rarely saw him any more.

The next day he walked with the Sandaime Hokage towards the place naruto was looking forward too. The Shinobi Academy. The Hokage had given him permission to attend and had given a naruto a chance at having his dream fulfilled, to become a ninja, more specificully to be Hokage. To be acknowledged and loved by people to the highest degree. To be a somebody. The council had denied him at first but Danzo had supported him, strangely. When Sarutobi asked why, Danzo replied. " he is the future of this village Hiruzen. Whether the village recognizes it or not, he is not the kunai, he is but the scroll. He has the potential of his father and the greatness of the uzumaki clan inside him. He will not fail us. I will make sure of that."

It was not a year later, that you could see Naruto running from several chunnin trying to get him after he put itching powder in their pants. Is was nothing new, ever since he started the academy naruto was the clown of the class. Not all of it was his fault however. The teachers were biased towards him. Making him wait out in they hall when they gave lessens to the other kids. Giving him detention so he has no time to get his chuunin level given homework done. So he had taken to pranking as an outlet of his anger and left over energy.

Danzo had heard of this thru his subordinates and found this unexceptable. He walked to Hiruzens office, not even stopping for pathetic secretary who was filing her nails, as she waved to stop him. Walking in he saw Hiruzen, like always, doing an obscene amount of paperwork. He sat down in the chair in front of the desk waiting to be noticed. It took about 2.5 seconds.

Noticing there was someone in his office Hiruzen looked up from the stupid request for new toilets and saw his longtime rival and best friend sitting patiently, as always. Heaving a sigh, great-full for a break he grabbed is ever loyal pipe, filled it with vanilla pipe Tobacco and took three loooong drags.