This is a story that I started as an english project and it evolved into this...

DISCLAIMER: This story is my own, but if any ideas or contents belong to a published group or label, I do NOT own it. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and Hamtaro belongs to Ritsuko Kawai. I would not be writing this if I owned them. .

Spoiler Alert: None from Hamtaro to my knowledge and from Naruto probably stuff like mission rankings, sage, and maybe some other stuff...

Warnings: It's rated T for a reason

Book 1: Theme Song, Journey

It started out on that day, when I left all that I knew.

I went out into the unknown

To see all that life had to offer, where I first found my calling

There and then, I began a new journey

Chorus:

Why do we go on a journey?

Do we go to experience the adventure, the joy, the life?

Is it the wonders that we see?

I will always go where the call of the journey resides.

Even after all these years, I will travel these lands.

I will go where ever the winds take me.

For I have come over all the roads, in order to reach here and now

Here and now I will set out on a new journey.

Chorus

When it's all said and done

The land shall sing praises of the wanderer

For the future will come when the past and present meet

When that time comes, I will finally reach my last journey

Chorus

Book 1: Journeys

The Wandering Black Hamster: Prologue

EDITED

There once was a hamster that everyone called Ham-Ham. Ham-Ham was a very curious and energetic hamster that was always getting himself into a lot of mischief despite the expectations that he possess as the youngest of the three sons of the head hamster chief of their village. The village, situated in the deep woods near the cliffs of a mountain, was hidden from any predators roaming for prey.

Once a week, to this very day, the village goes on their weekly foresting search. As everyone knows, nearly every villager will leave the safety of the village in order to work together to provide for the village for the coming week. Some spent almost the entire day foraging for fruits, berries, nuts, and any other wonderful goodies that they could get their paws on while others spent their time search for building materials. All the while, both groups would keep their little beady eyes out for anything they considered even remotely interesting.

However, while the foraging takes place, there was one part of the forest that every hamster knew never to wander into at any time. There was one part of the forest that every hamster would avoid at almost any cost. As the village Chief, Ham-Ham's father, warned the village many times, the villagers must NEVER venture beyond the great waterfall and into the dark part of the forest.

While Ham-Ham's elder brothers, Taro and Cotton, were having a contest to see who could forage the most food, Ham-Ham was off getting into some mischievous things. Ham-Ham, being the ever-so curious hamster that he was, had walked towards the darker part of the forest where the trees were bigger and darker looking and, as he walked through the forest, was utterly amazed by what he saw.

The waterfall, serenely flowing down from a vast height, and the trees, filled with a myriad of fruits and berries of wondrous colors, gleaming with droplets of the cool water that fed them made the places tremendously beautiful possible. Ham-Ham, being awestruck from the forbidden sight, was unable to help himself and stood rooted in his spot, as firmly as the trees he stared at, for minutes until he snapped out of it and lustily began to eat the fruit that had entranced him. He tasted the fruit and was amazed beyond belief by how juicy, sweet, and soft the fruits were.

Gluttonously, he turned his attention to the berries that were plumper than any berries his brothers were collecting, bigger than had ever been feasted on in his village. Ham-Ham tasted bits of whatever variety he could get little claws into, ranging from assortments of berries to cherries to blackberries to fruit that had never before been known of.

Eventually, as suddenly as Ham-Ham had begun to gorge himself, he received a stomach ache. Ham-Ham walked into the cave behind the waterfall in hopes of resting there. Laying himself down, it was not long before he saw a strange plant growing in the shadows. On its top were bunches of green leaves and in the middle was a small spiral flower that had a purple hue.

As Ham-Ham moved closer and examined the plant, he pondered the possibility that this could be the legendary Basil that cures aches and pains of any kind. Quickly to attempt to quench his stomachs throbbing fullness, he eagerly ate the plant whole and was disgusted by how bitter and revolting the plant tasted. However, it was not long before Ham-Ham overcame the funny feeling that the icky plant had left him with before he fell asleep.

Ham-Ham woke up with a start after hearing a loud, booming chuckle. He looked at this creature that had entered the cave and scrambled backwards with fearful astonishment. A seemingly wolf-shaped head with gleaming golden-yellow eyes stared back at him as he attempted to make-out the figure in the darkness.

The beast chuckled in amusement and stated, "How interesting... You consumed my experimental Basil!"

In fright, Ham-Ham could not move or even make a sound, yet the Black Shadow continued to speak.

"You will be a wonderful experiment indeed. You will be something different, something... more," the shadow murmured.

But before Ham-Ham could even reply, the creature disappeared. As Ham-Ham walked outside of the cave he realized that the sun was already setting, but then was startled even more-so by what the dimming light revealed. His fur was no longer normal, no longer a brown or a cream or any other color of fur you would find in the village. Instead, it was pure black, blacker than even the lightless shadows of the cave. And as he ran to splash water onto his face in a desperate attempt to calm himself down, he grew even more rattled as he stared into a brownish-yellow pair of eyes.

When Ham-Ham returned back to the village, just past nightfall, the other hamsters did not recognize him but rather looked at him with disdain. However, his father recognized the young hamster and immediately knew that he must have gone beyond the cave. Ham-Ham, having broken one of the most sacred and important village laws, had to be banished. His father gathered together a knapsack with rapidly scrounged supplies and, as his last fatherly act, gave it to his son and said,

"By breaking a law as old as the village, you are to be banished, never to return. I am sorry my son."

Shocked that even his father seemed to have turned on him, Ham-Ham could only nod dumbly as he walked out of the village that had once been his home and into the grand, dark forest that protected it.

Thus ends the tale of the trouble-making hamster and begins the tale of the Wandering Black Hamster.

AN: Please feel free to review.

Flamers, I really don't care

P.S. the prologue and chapter 1 are short, chapters will get longer hopefully.