Hey guys! My second fanfic. I hope you like it. This story is a story of Naruto growing up in the Mist.
"Kit!" Demon speaking.
'soon, Naruto.' Demon thoughts.
"Hey!" Human speaking.
'Hey!' Human thoughts.
Thunk.
In a cave. Regular writing, duh!
"Ninpou:" Jutsu.
Anyway, here's the next chapter.
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Itachi Uchiha
(Somewhere outside in the Fire Country close to Konoha)
A ninja ran swiftly across the branches of treetops, only stopping for several moments to check on a bundle that seemed to be cradled in the shinobi's arms.
After a while, the ninja skidded to a stop on a branch as he looked down to the grassy clearing below. The person jumped down and landed softly, bent down on the short blades of the grass. Then he gazed fondly at the little bundle before placing it down.
The ninja dressed in black ANBU clothing pulled out a small scroll and opened it. The ANBU used a pen that the shinobi had seemed to have gotten out of nowhere and scribbled something on it before scrolling it quickly shut.
The stranger placed the small indigo-colored scroll in the white bundle that held an infant, who seemed to be no older than several months old.
The shinobi then fluffed the sleeping infant's beautiful golden blond hair and smiled softly.
"Bye, Naruto-kun. I hope you find a nice family."
The stranger then stepped back and with a final affectionate glance at the baby, and jumped away, slinking into the shadows, disappearing.
The moonlight caught the disappearing ninja's headband, reflecting upon the surface, revealing a single mark.
Konoha.
All was silent. The little infant peacefully slept on, not knowing that his fate had been changed, this very night.
How was it? My second fanfic. It's short, but a rather mysterious beginning, isn't it?
And who's this shinobi mentioned? Guess who!
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