Disclaimer: I do not own any of the content in my story, although I really wish I did, it would be awesome, but sadly it all belongs to Masashi Kishimto and whichever publishing company he uses and the magazines his manga goes into, and I know I've forgotten to say this every time, but the credit also goes the company that created the Naruto anime, and the one presently creating the Naruto: Shippuden anime.
Warning: This story contains Shounen-ai/Yaoi/Slash-Fiction/boyxboy which is boys love, so if you are not open-minded or your religion does not approve of this, you might get scarred for life, so you should go back to the previous page. I hope you do read this and open your mind a little, but if not whatever.
Where the story takes place: Naruto and Sasuke fought in the Valley of the End, Naruto won and brought Sasuke back. It's been a month since then. Sasuke is full of guilt for all the pain he caused everyone so he mostly stayed at his house and rarely left. It's been a month since the fight; Naruto spent a good three weeks of that month in a coma. Sasuke escaped the fight with scratches and bruises while Naruto didn't come out so lucky. Everyone thought he was going to die for the first week he was comatose, then he started to gradually get better. Some on his vocal cords got damaged so his voice is a little higher than it was before. So Naruto has been busy training since he got out of the hospital, mostly to try and take his mind off of everything. He was training by himself, at the place where he first trained with Kakashi. So this is where our story begins.
A/N: Having fun in Kamloops. I've been here three days, and yesterday, my sister did my hair and makeup, I looked so pretty. But I had to take it off before I went to bed, it sucked. I want her to show me how to do my hair; I take horrible care of my hair. Well, whatever. I kind of gave up on watching Dragon Ball, I don't know, I have way too many animes I'm trying to watch right now. I was watching Eyesheild 21, I got to like episode sixty then gave up, I don't know, and I just don't like football. And I tried to watch D-Gray. Man, that didn't work out either, after episode twenty it started to get boring and I just wanted to watch so many other anime. I watched one piece and detective Conan; it took me like half a year to catch up on both of them. I finished my sketch book finally, it took way to long, but I love the last picture. It's straight out of the manga, its right before Itachi dies and he smiles at Sasuke and says 'Sorry Sasuke…This is it." I love that scene. But anyways, I hope you enjoy chapter 2 as much as I enjoyed writing it ^-^
Chapter 2
Naruto's POV
I woke up and the sun was blinding. I looked down at my body. I was wearing a dress and my hair was long. Then it disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving me in orange clothes and my hair was only shoulder length. I knew I was a ninja; I had probably tried to make myself look better. I must have been trying to make myself more pretty. I must be a girl.
"Where am I? Who am I?" I pulled myself up with my arms and sat up. MY head was spinning and I wanted to fall over. I felt sick, but only in my head, must be a headache. My body was sore all over and I had a couple sores and bruises. I felt well rested, but my head felt empty and clear. I felt like I was forgetting something really important.
I sat in silence waiting for the dizziness to pass. When it did, I got up and wiped myself off. I was covered in dirt. I started walking but something on my forehead fell to the ground. It was head band. If it was headband, why was I wearing it on my forehead? I stared at the gleaming medal and the emblem engraved in it. It was the symbol for the village hidden in the leaves. How did I know this? Whatever, if I'm wearing the emblem I must be from there.
I started looking around trying to find a trail. I tried to find myself around all the rocks that surrounded the rock I assumed I had fallen from. I made it through with a few scrapes but that was all. I eventually found a trail and I started walking down it, hoping it would lead me to the Hidden Leaf village if I was anywhere near it. The ground was trotted down by all the people who frequented it. I looked at the blue sky while I walked down the path. It was littered with leaves and twigs. I found a good sized stick and started walking, using it as a walking stick.
It was a nice hot and sunny day. It almost made me want to forget everything, but then again, I had nothing to forget except my communication and ninja skills, somehow, I could still remember that. I don't know why I would only know that. I also know about the world, like I knew about all the ninja villages, and the various element nations. I lived in the Village Hidden in the Leaves which was situated in the Land of fire. I also knew about the five Kages and what their jobs were in the ninja villages.
I twirled my finger in my hair and held my headband in the other. I pulled my finger out of my hair and held the headband in both hands. For some reason it felt like it had some significant value to me, but I couldn't put my finger on it why. I grabbed the ends of it and put it in my hair (in the same way as Sakura's, but Naruto doesn't know that yet) and tied it in the back. I tucked my hair behind my ears and out of my face to clear my view.
"What a beautiful day…" when I said it I was kind of surprised by how my voice sounded. It sounded feminine, but at the same time, it had a hint of masculineness. I was kind of shocked, but for some reason that shock was short lived. I looked down at my clothes as I walked with my stick. I had on an orange blazer and matching pants. They were awful. I must have had no sense of style whatsoever! I tried to think of a way to make this more stylish. I looked under the jacket to see if I had a shirt underneath. I did. I took off the jacket and tied it around my waist. Then I searched through the pouch on my pants and found a kunai. I cut my pants into shorts just above my knees. I looked down at myself and smiled, I was hot! Sure my legs weren't the greatest looking and my arms were muscular with my grey t-shirt on, but I thought I looked great.
I continued walking with new found confidence and what I assumed was a smile on my face. I couldn't help but smile, I was just so happy. I almost wanted to skip my way down the trail, but I would be too embarrassed to do that. I chuckled to myself and my smile widened. I was so weird. I couldn't wait to get to the village and see the people who knew me. I wonder what my name was. It has to be something cool, and if it isn't, well then I'll change it. And, I want to re-taste my favorite foods, whatever they are, and I'll definitely have to buy some new clothes, these are just ugly beyond saving, I mean who wears this kind of stuff.
Why would a flower such as me use such a bright orange on my skin tone? It made no sense. Well, that will probably be one of the first things I do, I can't wait. I wonder how old I am. I can't be much older than thirteen of fourteen at the most. And, the thing I probably want to find out the most is what I look like. I hope I'm pretty. But even if I wasn't, I could get over it, who cares if I'm ugly, I don't, okay maybe just a little, but whatever, let's just hope for the best.
I finally could see what looked like the walls that surrounded the village up ahead, and I started feeling nervous. I was kind of scared, I mean, I don't know anyone, and what if people had hated me. I don't want people to hate me. That would be more than I could stand. And if they did hate me, does that mean I was a person that should be hated, was I a horrible person whom the villagers held contempt towards. The more I thought about it, the more my thoughts twisted towards negativity. I almost didn't want to go, but something in the back of my head told me it would be fine and I had nothing to worry about. So I went.
I walked towards the gates and walked through them without people giving me a second thought. I walked through the street hoping something I saw would jog my memory. I walked for an hour but nothing. I came to a little shop that I assumed sold ramen and I had the strangest urge to go inside. So I did and sat down at one of the few tables.
There was an older man running the stand with what I assumed was his daughter. He smiled at me.
"Well if it isn't Naruto, I haven't seen you in a month, how have you been doing?"
"Naruto…I'm fine, thank you."
"The usual?"
"Sure please."
"Do you have your coupons on you or are you going to pay?" I searched through my pockets and pulled out a piece of paper that said unlimited Ramen. I handed it to him. "I'm guessing you're paying with the coupon. What happened to your pants?"
"My pants, they were ugly so I fixed them."
"Okay…Are you okay Naruto?"
"I'm fine, thank you very much." I sounded kind of snobby and I felt kind of bad after I snapped at him for asking me a question. "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you."
"It's alright, I heard what happened, everyone in the village did, so if you have to vent, that's quite alright with me." I nodded dumbly; I had no idea what he was talking about. He handed me a bowl filled with noodle and other garnishes. "Here you go pork miso Ramen. Be careful it's hot."
"Thank you." I grabbed a pair of chop sticks from the cup that was full of them. I broke them apart and put my hand together in a kind of praying motion. "Itadakimasu." I pulled out some noodles with my chopsticks and started to slurp them. They were delicious! This definitely must've been one of my favorite foods; I don't think anything I could eat would have any chance of beating this food's flavor. When I was done I said thank you and left. I looked back and saw he had a puzzled look on his face. I wasn't completely full, but I didn't feel like eating. Something was wrong.
I started walking around again. I tried to remember anything, but no matter what I tried I came up with blank. My mind was still blank and I couldn't think of anything except the stuff I already knew. I couldn't do it so I walked around blindly. I caught the odd stare from the people around me, but the expression I mostly saw directed at me was a pitiful look. Something must have happened. Something related to what the Ramen shop owner was saying. Something about me being able to vent and stuff. I wonder what I had done in the last month that made him want to pity me. I pondered this, trying to grasp it.
Then I saw him. He looked around my age and wore dark clothing. He was walking with some ninja and had a giant gourd on his back. He had an ai tattoo on his forehead and brilliant dark circles around his eyes, don't ask me how I knew they weren't eyeliner. He had red hair and green eyes; and I knew it was love at first site…
TBC…
A/N: I thought this chapter was fun to write. Naruto thinks he's a girl, and, he only ate one bowl of Ramen, this was a shock to everyone. I love how uncertain he is and how much he acts like a girl, probably because a girl wrote it, but whatever. I know no one reads these so I don't really put much thought into them. I probably already said how I drew a picture of Itachi and how awesome it turned out. I think I'm okay at drawing so I'm pretty happy with it. I've been reading Shaman king lately, I think it is awesome. The Manga is so much better than the anime. It's so much gorier, I know, a horrible way to describe it, but still. I think Yoh or Len are my favorite characters out of them all, then again I also love Faust so it's a hard decision. And yes, I know, shaman king is an extremely little childish manga. But whatever, I love this chapter, just going to say it again. I had fun writing it. I know the theme of this story is very different from my last story, the last one was more Shounen than anything, I'm hoping this one turns out more Shojo, even if it is shorter. It probably won't be eighteen chapters like my last story. That took a lot of perseverance and will power to do a chapter a day, even if they were really short chapters. Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it ^-^!
