Chapter 2
Naruto slumped into bed after finishing his usual meal of miso ramen. His guardian, Jiraiya, was out doing "research" for another one of his romance novels, this one involved twins. So, in other words, that meant Naruto had to cook for himself. If Naruto had a choice in the matter, he probably would've cooked something a little more nutritious and delicious. Reason being, Naruto's cooking kicked total butt. But, Jiraiya was pretty scared he's burn the two story house down. Let's face it; he had done worse.
The school day had been okay in Naruto's opinion. It was weird, boring, and long but otherwise okay in his record of first days. It turns out; just about everyone in the town was some kind of nut. It almost reminded him of home.
Sitting up, Naruto felt a change was in order. The chance to turn a new leaf was in his grasp and he was not going to let it go. Naruto positioned his hands in a prayer-like state and closed his eyes. 'Oh please, whatever being or guardian is out there, let me be reborn as my true self, as I want others to see me. That way, I can start fresh with the new change of scenery.
With that request, Naruto slumped to his side and promptly fell into a peaceful sleep.
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"Aaaahhhhhh!" a loud, head splitting scream resonated throughout the house like a shock wave. A blond boy looked frightfully at his own bed, drawn back into a corner, nearly peeing himself.
Nearly.
On his bed sat two eggs that would make those stupid Easter egg selling companies cry in shame.
"Okay, I know I mentioned being reborn, but I didn't think they'd take me literally." Scooting closer, he poked at the oval objects with his finger and blinked.
The eggs were still warm.
"Oh man, I should probably wrap them up, or something." Naruto then began looking around his surprisingly clean room for said something and found an old, black AC/DC shirt.
Hey Naruto, hurry up! It's breakfast time! How does eggs sound?" Iruka, Naruto's old teacher and Jiraiya's assistant, called this up the stairs. Naruto usually considered the man to be his second father, or rather, third, being adopted and all.
"Eggs?" Naruto then turned towards his head to the eggs on the bed before turning back, a horrified expression plastered to his face. "Err, no thanks Iruka! I would love some gravy and biscuits though! You know me and my fascination with American foods!"
"Well okay, be down in ten minutes!"
"Okay!" After wrapping the things up, Naruto began his daily commute of getting ready for school. He changed into the school's required uniform of black slacks and jacket over a plain white shirt with dress shoes that he got yesterday. He walked out of the room to the half bath across the hall and brushed his teeth while running a comb through his naturally spiky hair. He walked out and passed the door to his room and made it to the top of the stairs before he turned around and looked in the archway of his living quarters.
He sighed, walked in, and stood over the bundle he'd hastily built for the eggs. He opened his messenger bag styled backpack and softy placed them in a place that wouldn't get likely crushed. Closing it, he smiled and walked back out the door, down the steps, into the dining room where a morning feast awaited him.
Still smiling, he sat down and started eating, occasionally glancing where his bag sat at his feet.
