The blonde sighed, slumping down heavily in his poor excuse for a chair, situated in the kitchen of his dull, one bed room apartment. He sat idly scratching the back of his head, while keeping his cerulean eyes closed, not quite ready to face the day. The blonde in his daze however had decided on something, today wasn't going to be like every other day. He had a lucky feeling that something important was going to happen.

As he happily indulged in such thoughts, he absent-mindedly knocked over his early morning cereal, it only took milliseconds for his eyes to snap open and witness the disaster as the bowl clattered and landed on his lap. With a heavy sigh of defeat he looked down at the remains of his breakfast that covered him as the bowl rolled away from the crime scene.

"Great…so much for being lucky!" He huffed clearly aggravated by the event; it was always easier to annoy him on a morning. As he moved to clean up, Naruto decided he wouldn't let it get the better of him, he was determined that today would be a good day in one way or another. Being a 7 year old child Naruto was still rather optimistic in his day to day life, no matter the hardships, everything would get better eventually; in fact the boy didn't think they could get much worse, so things could only improve.

He rolled his shoulders in circles, attempting to remove the dull ache from the excessive training that the Kyuubi tortured him with day in and day out, he was more than thankful for his tenant and personal tutor but he had to admit the gain sure came with a lot of pain, not that he wasn't used to that.

At first the training was mostly educational, developing the boy's mind rather than his strength, he was an orphan after all and there were a lot of things he didn't understand. Kyuubi helped to clear up some of the basics then went on to teaching him at what the demon considered would be academy level, despite Naruto's claims that the kids from the academy were never pushed so hard.

After a while Naruto had begun to grasp tactics and strategy, though he didn't apply himself to studying all that much at first, he had shown that his battle intelligence was nothing to be mocked. In the end, the kyuubi managed to get him into a routine of studying, to accomplish this, the great beast effectively had to exaggerate just how strong that studying such things would make him, even if it was partly true.

Now he had started a hellish regime, being initially excited by the thought of learning a new technique, the blonde had been all too easy to win over for the fox. It was then that the Kyuubi had taught him one of the many forbidden techniques that the demon had witnessed, though it was difficult to recall the seals for most of forbidden arts, this jutsu had but one hand seal.

The Kage buushin no jutsu worked well with Naruto's attributes after all, it would be foolish to not have him learn it, at least the kyuubi thought so. Then it happened. Kyuubi told him of the shadow clone training programme and the gates of hell opened for the young blonde. He would spend hours working out, sparring and running laps to build his stamina, all of this being alongside his clone comrades of course. The gains were high but unfortunately so were the aches and pains.

Thankfully some of the stiffness soon subsided, leaving the blonde to laze comfortably on his couch still not quite ready to begin his busy day. He sprawled out comfortably on the brown sofa,
"There's still plenty of time 'till I gotta set off." He mused with a grin while he made himself comfortable.

It was strange he thought, how as a four year old, he was able to meet the giant demon that resided with in him. He remembered his first encounter with Kyuubi vividly; after narrowly escaping a violent crowd of villagers who had chased him through the entirety of Konoha, he had managed to seal himself in his apartment. After making sure he was safe, the young blonde proceeded to pass out on the tired brown sofa that decorated his living room.

It was then that he had woken up enveloped by darkness causing him to reach out in order to feel for something he could use as a guide, the sound of dripping water that echoed around the place seemed to be coming from all directions, intimidating him nearly as much as the old, moss covered sewer walls that he leant against. To his displeasure, he immediately soaked his feet as he trudged through the unpleasant water below him, he didn't know where he was, and had no interest in staying long.

"H-Hello? ..." A confused young voice asked, not expecting a reply, he looked around the eerie environment that he found himself in, he had no clue how he had managed to get here when just a moment ago he was laid peacefully on his couch after escaping the villagers.
"Is anyone here? ..." He called out again in mild confusion, by now he was beginning to sweat nervously, the feeling of desperation suddenly washing over him.

His eyes widened in alarm as he heard a terrifying grumble. Whatever made that sound must have been huge and Naruto wasn't sure he wanted to investigate what it was.
"Am I dead? …" He thought to himself, now too afraid to speak aloud.
"Come here boy." A booming voice ordered, causing Naruto to shudder as he realised that, whatever it was, was addressing him.

Naruto glared down at his feet as they took one step after another against his will, he had no idea what he was doing, cold sweat raced down his cheeks as he realised he was no longer in control
"S-Stop! If I go there I'll really die!" He pleaded in his head, only hoping that his body would listen to him.

To the blonde's relief he stopped. In confusion, he slowly looked up as the presence he felt caused shivers to run down his spine, his eyes slowly took in the enormous golden bars in front of him causing him to gulp. To Naruto they looked impenetrable, that is until he saw the thing they were imprisoning.

"Hmph. To be contained in something so small, I should be offended." The kyuubi spoke calmly, though to young Naruto it seemed as if the great beast was bellowing as the sounds echoed around the room at a deafening volume.
"W-Why am I here?" Naruto questioned bravely, hoping that the bars would at least stop the colossal beast from killing him on the spot.

"It would appear you've lost consciousness." The giant nine tailed fox stated while swishing its tails in a bored manner, leaning closer to the bars the great kitsune studied the small infant.
"Do you realise who I am? I am the Kyuubi, a powerful demon that once threatened to destroy your home. Do you not fear me?" The beast asked the young blonde that had entered her holding cell.

"Destroy my home? Why? Why did you wanna destroy Konoha?" Naruto replied, a little confused by the demon's questions. To his surprise the kyuubi seemed to be in thought for a moment before answering.
"Do you not care that I destroyed most of your village?" It taunted, causing the blonde to scratch his head in attempt to help him think.
"Well…why did you wanna attack Konoha? Did they try to hurt you or something? They try to hurt me sometimes." Naruto answered innocently.

Kyuubi closed its eyes, as if processing the blondes answer; it wasn't what the great beast had been expecting to say the least, the fox growled in mild defeat, the sound echoing around its prison and throughout the sewers. Naruto looked up at the huge monster like creature, slightly less afraid than
before as it began to speak.

"I had no intentions of attacking this place Kit; a man with those damn cursed eyes cast a genjutsu upon me…Madara Uchiha." Kyuubi spoke with its eyes closed as if regretting its actions that fateful night, to the beast's surprise a humming noise resounded throughout her cell.
"But doesn't that mean that it wasn't your fault?" Naruto wondered aloud.

The nine tails opened its eyes slowly to look at the boy, now interested in him due to his way of thinking, a feral grin spread across its features.
"It doesn't matter whose fault it was. It happened. Now I'm in here till the day you die." Kyuubi retorted then let out a hollow chuckle that boomed around the sewers, frightening the young blonde somewhat.

"Y-You said that this is inside of me…right?..."The blonde asked with a slight amount of disbelief while looking around the place then continued,
"Does it have to look so…depressing?" Naruto asked, rubbing his neck nervously, inside his mind sure wasn't a nice place to be or so he thought.
"I guess you probably don't like it in here huh?" he asked,, not quite sure where he was going with this.

"Yes, this is in your mind, you can make it appear however you want it too. Look around you kit, of course I don't like it in here, it's an over sized kennel stuck in a sewer!" The Kyuubi raged at the seemingly idiotic question letting out a heavy hearted sigh at the thought of residing in such a place for the rest of its days.

"Hmm…then…like this?" Naruto thought aloud as he closed his eyes tight as if trying to picture something. As he did the sewer walls began to dissolve, fading into nothing, luscious green grass grew from the water below, trees reached up from the ground to the heavenly blue sky that was decorated with fluffy white clouds and the glistening sun shone down on the new forest clearing that was filled with sound of wildlife. It seemed that not all of the water had disappeared, as a crystal clear lake could be seen in the distance.

Naruto opened his eyes and immediately laughed happily with the results
"This is just like the place that old man Hokage took me for a picnic!" he bellowed happily. To the Kyuubi's horror, the great demon seemed to be shrinking in size. The cage sealing it had vanished from view, and now the fox was now only around eight feet tall.

"What the? ... What is this?" Kyuubi asked, wiggling its paw angrily, but the new golden bracelet around it refused to shake loose.
"This is the seal?" It asked rhetorically then began looking around at its new surroundings, even for a thousand year old beast, it was impressed by the sudden change of scenery.
"You did this for…me?" The nine tails questioned, somewhat confused to the boy's motives.

The young blonde laughed nervously, showing a foxy grin to the great beast before speaking
"W-Well…we live together so…maybe we could be friends…" He let out another nervous laugh until he saw the now much smaller fox's tails swishing around happily.
"Friends? …You want to be friends…with me?" the fox asked incredulously looking at the small boy.

To the Kyuubi's surprise she was soon engulfed in a hug from the small boy who was now laughing and giggling happily for a reason that was unknown to the great demon.
"Y-Yes…well…t-there's a good human…" Kyuubi wrapped up the boy in one its tails effectively returning the hug as it recovered from the somewhat embarrassing moment. To her surprise the boy just snuggled against the tail wrapped around him.

"When I grow up I want to be the hokage! Oi!…Kyuubi? You must be really strong right? You must know something about ninjas!" Naruto shouted with enthusiasm leaving the kyuubi pondering something.
"Hmmm…well as it were, I was in fact sealed inside of a human woman; she reached a high rank as a ninja…besides who do you think I am? I once knew the sage of six paths you know." The kyuubi declared with a certain amount of pride clear in her voice.
"What!? That's awesome! You have to help me get strong!" Naruto pleaded while wrapping the fox up in an even tighter hug.
"I shall do my best kit." Kyuubi replied seriously, feeling a sense of duty almost
"No one has graced me with kindness in so many years after all."Kyuubi thought to herself.

"What's a kit? My name is Naruto" The young blonde asked confused by the nickname, the kyuubi just giggled in response to his innocent behaviour
"A kit is a fox cub." The great beast taught, causing Naruto to hum in thought
"Does that mean you'd be like a fox mom?" He asked laughing to himself as he did
"I suppose it would, yes." She answered letting out a small chuckle of her own.
"It's decided, I shall make you the strongest ninja possible, my container shall be feared throughout the land as a powerful force to be reckoned with." Kyuubi declared to the young boy that was currently snuggled against her.

Thanks to his reminiscing, time had unfortunately escaped the blonde's attention, like most mornings, leaving Naruto hurriedly pulling on his black, high collared jacket. Its burnt orange trim was the only eye catching feature other than the silver zip that ran down the centre of the jacket. Hidden underneath the jacket was a loosely fitting, white tank top, decorated with the Uzumaki clan swirl insignia proudly displayed in black on the centre of the shirt.

Matching his jacket, he wore black, combat standard pants that missed the burnt orange trim. The combat pants had bandages wrapped neatly around Naruto's left thigh, used for his weapons pouch, which he had just recently stocked with kunai and shuriken. After wearing the combat pants for a few days he found that the loose material was hindering his movement somewhat, causing him to tie the bottom of them with bandages. To complete his outfit he had decided on the standard black ninja sandals along with a black head band, which would eventually be replaced by his hitai ate.

With one final look around the small one bedroom apartment, he nodded his head, satisfied that he hadn't forgotten anything. Unable to resist, he stretched his arms up high into the air, letting out a yawn that filled silence of the apartment for a brief few seconds. Now relieved of the lingering fatigue, he headed out of his apartment, ready to face the day. Well he considered himself to be ready at least.

The raven slammed the door shut while letting out a low growl of frustration, a deep frown dressing his face. He felt the need to vent further, shouting into the empty hallway to do so.
"Everyone's the same around here! Annoying!"
"Hmph!" The obviously irritated Uchiha complained as he huffed towards his living room, the huge empty building feeling somewhat lonely now that the other members had all been heartlessly murdered. Just a few months ago the proud clan's living areas would be buzzing with life, now they were desolate like a ghost town, which was essentially what the Uchiha compound could now be considered.

He continued through the living room, the white couch not tempting him even the slightest bit, the sound of his footsteps on the wooden flooring continued to echo throughout the house as he passed through the door leading to the staircase. Leaving the Uchiha symbol wall display behind, he made his way upstairs.

The raven knew he should have waited until his eighth birthday as instructed by his parents when they were still alive, but considered that by now it was close enough. He needed to train and his now tightly fitting clothing was holding him back from doing so.

Sasuke now more than ever felt the need to be stronger, he had a purpose; he had to get revenge for his clan. Before he had simply felt the need to be noticed, to be someone other than just 'Itachi's little brother' and had trained himself to be able to show the world just how strong he really was.

Initially he was going to be trained by his father at a later age, he was to be brushed aside until Itachi had finished his training, though in secrecy he began to take from the clans library, studying whatever he could get his hands on, anything that would give him an edge over the other academy students when he attended.

Sasuke was intelligent and it shown almost immediately, complex battle tactics and theories about physical fitness and training schemes came naturally to him, leading him to even create a training regime of his own. He had worked tirelessly both mentally and physically in order to stand out from his brother even a little, but in comparison to the elder Uchiha who had been thrown into war at a young age and forced to adapt, he was just a sheltered child.

Ever since the night of the Uchiha massacre Sasuke had begun pushing himself further than ever before, sometimes even passing out from chakra exhaustion as he attempted to master his family's signature Katon jutsu. Now though he was in desperate need of his new training gear even though he was supposed to wait until his eighth birthday.

"Hn, Not like anyone can stop me anyway." The small raven mused coldly while heading to the wardrobe situated in his parents' room. Passing the grand double bed, he noticed that it had been made with loving care that only his mother could seem to achieve. Sasuke shrugged off useless thoughts of his family, turning his attention eagerly to the large oak wardrobe in front of him, the wooden double doors the only thing coming between him and his new training gear.

Only feeling a sense of duty to listen to his deceased parents for a few more moments, he willed himself to pull open the large cupboard doors and reveal his training gear; he had important things to do today after all and couldn't afford to hesitate. The raven slowly pulled open the doors with a slight creak, excited to see his new clothing. To his surprise he heard a soft thud, seeing a rather large scroll rolling by his feet, Sasuke was intrigued, leaving him momentarily forgetting about his combat purpose training gear.

Picking it up from the floor he noted that 'Dear Sasuke.' Was all the scroll had written on it.
"Strange." Sasuke thought, he had not expected a scroll, perhaps it was a birthday message. Now interested in what it contained, he opened it. Sasuke began to read, his eyes widening in horror as he did, the scroll documented the truth of the clan's slaughter. What shocked him most was that it had been written and predicted by his own father; right down to the time and date to the place he would meet his end, not missing a single detail.

Everything was there, the truth about Itachi's orders, the plans for an uprising against Konoha, Shisui's death, Itachi's higher level of Sharingan and lastly plans for a civil war that shown that the Uchiha were plotting to become leaders of the village. Reading on, despite his emotions, the scroll finally came to the end. The bottom of the document had been decorated by a seal, though in reality it was no decoration. Curious, Sasuke pushed chakra into it, revealing a small Uchiha crest that fell on to the palm of his hand. To the raven's surprise, extra writing appeared on the scroll in place of the newly removed seal, there was a final message left by his father.

'Sasuke, this is the crest of the Uchiha, it is something that only I am able to hand down to the heir of the Uchiha. If you are capable, this crest will awaken your Sharingan.'
As he finished reading the unsealed section of the scroll that his father had written, he felt an unpleasant burn on the palm of his hand; he stared at the Uchiha crest in amazement as it dissolved away into his skin causing him to bite back the sudden pain.
Soon the pain was overwhelming, forcing Sasuke to close his eyes. As he did, he felt a surge of warm energy rushing to his eyes, and upon opening them he could see things clearer than ever before as he glanced around the master bedroom as if seeing for the first time.

Trudging into the bathroom next door, Sasuke ignored the cold, white floor tiles against his feet as he looked into the long horizontal mirror hung above the matching white ceramic sink. Seeing his new crimson eye colour made him feel a strange wave of satisfaction wash over him, to the raven it seemed more like he was a real Uchiha now, as he gazed at the one tomoe Sharingan looking back at him.

Other than his eyes Sasuke was a ghostly white, even paler than usual, since he had finished reading the unexpected document. He was living in some sort of crazy nightmare all over again; his own brother had been turned against him, and worst of all it was his own village who were to blame.
Cold sweat raced down his face as he stared into the mirror, gripping the ceramic sink below him tightly in attempt to deny the truth of what he had just read.

"I-It couldn't be true…could it?" Sasuke thought to himself, the massacre never had made sense to him, Itachi wasn't a cold blooded killer that would simply murder his whole family just to test his strength…at least; Sasuke didn't want to believe so.

A strong case of paranoia formed in his head, forcing him to unconsciously glance out of the window, looking for anyone who may be watching him. The sudden feeling that everyone was against him began to overwhelm him, he couldn't help but feel completely trapped.

Mostly though he was devastated from reading the contents of his father's scroll; he felt the crushing hurt of the loss of his clan all over again and now had even become frightened of his own village. It now seemed that his survival was merely a loose end of a mission. They pretended he was some sort of prince, treating him like royalty, the precious last of the Uchiha.
'They want me dead…just like the rest of my clan.' Sasuke thought to himself, clenching his fists in anger. He looked around frantically to see if anyone had saw his previous action, if he acted any different they would know…they would know for sure that he had found out they were after him and it would take more than just a new set of eyes to save him.

More potent than any of the feelings the boy was going through, was his anger, his rage flared as he relived the priceless moments with his brother. His brother that was forced to choose between stopping a war and killing his own family…he violently punched the wooden bathroom door, attempting to relieve some of his rage; the loud bang from the strike echoed through the empty house that only reminded him that the compound was empty. He gritted his teeth while pulling his arm free from the punctured sliding door, his paranoia coming back in force.

"I have to get the hell out of here!" He raged inwardly to himself before shaking off the idea, he scanned the area with his now red eyes, cautiously looking for anyone who could be monitoring him, those ANBU he had seen around the compound must be there for a reason.
"I won't get very far if I leave by myself…I need someone else, anyone is better than nothing." He plotted. Taking a deep breath Sasuke calmed himself, choosing to head downstairs in a stoic manner that made even his usual behaviour look sociable, as he attempted to act 'normal'.

It wasn't long before he found himself planning; vivid scenarios would appear in his mind, starting with what he'd take with him on his journey. He had limited himself to a specific weight, any more than that and he'd be weighed down when moving or in his case escaping this prison. Countless lists of options went through his head on just his equipment alone, ranging from the best chance to fend off an opponent to the least amount of weight which would allow him to escape from a battle alot easier.

Sasuke began thinking that a way of treating injuries would be essential to his survival no matter what. If he couldn't treat his wounds or manage to stay alive then all would be for nothing. Soon he had collected whatever he could find from the Uchiha compound, and stored it in his original place of planning, the secret Uchiha hideout which had become the only place he felt safe right now.

Sasuke glanced over at the goods he had gathered on the table, nodded to himself, and then started storing them into his backpack. The medicines such as painkillers, vitamins, soldier pills and bandages were the first items to be packed away, though he was not sure what would follow. The Uchiha looked back at the small wooden table in the centre of the room; the two ancient candles that barely lit the room caused him to squint just to see the items he had gathered. In a burst of rage he knocked the remaining items off the table with a swipe of his arm.

"It's all useless! You're not thinking Sasuke! Everything changes depending on who I leave with…dammit!" Sasuke roared inwardly, with loud growl escaping him, he sighed heavily, pushing his hands through his hair. He felt pressured into getting this right; he'd only get one chance at this, from then on he'd be hunted down. He soon recognised the importance of having someone to rely on all over again. New plans and scenarios were easy to form but before he could lose himself even further with pointless day dreams, he decided he needed to get out of the compound for a while, he would usually go down to the river around this time anyway. Giving in to his paranoia decided he had better stick to his schedule.

Naruto groaned tiredly as he forced himself to stand, the small cuts and bruising that were littering his body had already begun fading away as if they were never there, though his body was still aching from the pain. The blonde found that he really had to hold back today, after nearly snapping at the villagers who were attacking him; he barely resisted the urge to kill them. He really couldn't take it any more.

"Every single day…" He grumbled with a heavy heart, memories of the beatings he had received over the years got the better of him, leaving him rolling his shoulders, hoping to remove some of their new found stiffness. Naruto didn't understand the villagers, but to him it was worse that they didn't give him a chance to understand; to them he was nothing more than a means to get revenge on the kyuubi.

"I'm supposed to be one of them, to fight on the same team as them, so why does this always happen?" He groaned, perfectly aware of his 'situation' with the Kyuubi. The way he saw it was that the nine tailed fox was forced into attacking the village. If it wasn't for him suppressing the beast then there really would be a demon in Konoha, a real one, and not an innocent seven year old boy that didn't defend himself.

He walked aimlessly around the village outskirts trying desperately to distract his mind from the growing displeasure of life in Konoha. The only things he managed to look forward to was his time alone, sitting on top of the hokage monument on the Fourth's head, his father's head.
"I don't know how people can't tell… they must really be stupid, or just refuse to believe it." He vented to himself, exhausted from the day, his tired legs would barely lift themselves towards the destination that he didn't have.

From the corner of his eye he saw a boy, he had pitch black hair and was wearing dark clothing, from what Naruto could see, the boy had an athletic build to him. The blonde was willing to assume that the boy had trained from a young age. Much to Naruto's surprise the raven quickly turned around as if on edge and had pin pointed the blonde in moments.

Naruto saw something in his eyes as the two looked at each other, this boy was desperate for something, like he wanted an escape. This intrigued the blonde; it was as if the boy was mirroring his own feelings. Without noticing it Naruto had continued walking and slowly the unknown boy got further and further away. Naruto turned his head, snapping back to reality, as he looked back towards the direction of his apartment.

"Weird…" Naruto thought to himself before mentally shrugging, he was tired, that training session really did a number on him. It may have even been worse than the beatings he got afterwards. What he did notice though, was that the dull pain from the assaults seemed to be less and less notable each time the beatings happened, as if he was slowly adapting to it.

Sasuke looked down at the small lake that surrounded the pier, coming here always helped him to collect his thoughts, still with the revelation from his father's scroll in his mind he couldn't help but feel incredibly nervous. It felt like there were people watching his every move, but whenever he snapped around in an attempt to catch them in the act, there was never anyone there except for the blonde that had just passed him.

"Strange…I don't remember seeing him around the other children…" Sasuke pondered as he gazed at his reflection in deep thought. Crimson eyes were staring back at him and he couldn't help but feel proud of his bloodline, he had activated his sharingan in act of defiance, here he was sitting calmly in the village that wanted his clan dead, showing off his clan's signature bloodline.

"Hmph." Sasuke huffed as he stood up, he had better things to be doing than staring into a lake all night, he had to plan if he was going to succeed after all.
"I don't know how…but I'll get out of here for sure!" he declared to himself as he clenched his fists with determination.

He sighed as he opened the creaking door to his apartment, things could be better that's for sure, but he didn't complain about it; instead he walked inside and proceeded to lock the door behind him, like he did ever since the villagers started beating him. He was soon sat at the kitchen table, the steaming smell of ramen warming his face, intoxicating him as he looked down at it.
"It's no Ichiraku's but still…" the blonde thought happily before slowly eating the meal. He took the time to enjoy it; at home he didn't have to pretend like he was some bottomless pit, the only reason he ate like that in public was so that he could finish the meal as quickly as possible. He was sure that there were fewer customers at Ichiraku's when he was around.

Naruto began thinking about his day, he usually did this after coming home, always trying to be unbiased to pointing out the good and bad points to himself. He would have to admit he did try not to name all the negatives, just to put a positive spin on things, even if it was slightly cheating at his own game.

Still the blonde couldn't help but think things would be better somewhere else, after all, he was a loner who had no responsibilities and no ties to Konoha. The only thing holding him back was what held him back in many other ways, the nine tailed fox. He had to admit he appreciated Kyuubi after meeting with her in his mindscape three years ago, without her he doubted he would be as capable as he was right now, her teachings in general knowledge and combat were priceless to him. However he was still a jinchuuriki, something that a hidden village like Konoha wouldn't simply let walk away a free man.

Although the blonde knew that he was monitored from time to time, he was sure he could at least escape the village; it was after he'd escaped that was the hard part. He didn't know how long he'd be able to flee from trained hunter-nin, though he imagined himself to be able to do quite well in locations he knew as the advantage would be his.
"I guess running from the villagers is good for some things" he considered,adding his positive spin to things. Naruto continued to think about leaving the hateful village like he usually did, sprawled out comfortably on his bed as the moonlight poured in from his large window, the old radiator producing just the right amount of heat to make the room have relaxing warmth to it. The small moments of this peaceful activity quickly became Naruto's personal sanctuary in everyday life.

He dove deeper into his thoughts, his imagination getting the better of him as he wondered what it would be like travelling the world and meeting friends who wouldn't discriminate against him. He dreamt of becoming a strong and praised ninja that people could look up too, but the parts that came after that discomforted him a little. With him being a runaway he doubted people would look up to him, in the end he guessed that it didn't matter after all. If he did what he believed was the right, then he'd have no regrets.

Naruto sighed heavily.
"I doubt I could do it alone."

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter!

I thought I'd keep them small for now, but smaller chapter's means it's quicker to write and release, although I'll probably end up writing longer chapters like usual.

-Edit- I hope that adding extra depth and detail to the updated version of the story has made it more enjoyable as well as more immersing!