Warning, spoilers and rant: Thank you! Thank you so much, Naruto Series, for taking Kakashi's sharing right after I start this story! By the way, I really wish eye transfers were something so simple. That would help so many blind people! Anyways, here is the next chapter.

Midday

It was a beautiful forest. Untouched, unnamed, untamed. None of the trees of that forest have ever been exposed to any kind of human contact before. There were birds chirping, snakes crawling, insects buzzing, small mammals searching for food nuts and fruits to have as breakfast. Nothing extraordinary has ever happened in that forest. With two exceptions. One of those would be occurring soon.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A boy woke up shouting his lungs out, startling all of the nearby animals in the vicinity. This boy had blond hair, tanned skin, bright blue eyes and three whisker like marks on his cheeks. His tattered clothing consisted of some kind of hideous orange… thing, and he would vehemently deny anyone that said something like this. Orange was awesome.

The boy, Uzumaki Naruto, looked around, and his brain immediately started hurting. A second ago, he was in a battlefield, standing, and now he was in the middle of a forest, sitting down. How could that be? He could not make sense of the situation. Had he died? Was he killed? Did he… lost?

The 16 years old boy stood up, showing his height… which wasn't something extraordinary. He was just about as tall as most people his age.

Naruto's dilemma was understandable. For him, a second ago he just finished fighting a mad man that was trying to control the world using a corrupted god's power, and now he was in a peaceful setting. Was this the genjutsu? Was this Madara's view of piece? He wasn't certain, but he had to discover. Discover what happened.

With this mindset, Naruto started walking, making his way toward his village. Perhaps Baa-chan would have the answers that he sought. But soon enough he faced a problem. He didn't know where he was. Therefore, making a decision, Naruto decided that he needed a higher viewpoint, high enough that he could see any familiar sights, or at least somewhere that had the information of where he was.

Climbing what clearly was the highest tree around, Naruto had another surprise. He was mistaken. This wasn't an unknown or unfamiliar territory. He knew this area really well. This was where he fought the hardest battle in his short 16 years of life.

He could not comprehend. Had he been unconscious long enough that the Shodai Hokage used his Mokuton to rebuild the forest? If so, why was he there, alone? Had they abandoned him? After he finally got their recognition? Or something else happened?

Now Naruto felt truly compelled to discover what happened. Heading towards where he knew the Hidden Leaf to be, Naruto departed at the fastest pace his tired body could handle.

Three hours after having left, Naruto was beginning to feel the toll of so much running on an empty stomach. He didn't have anything to eat or drink before the war had started, and he was counting on the town that he had seen a little bit far away from where he fought Madara. However, that was before the final battle. He really hoped it hadn't been destroyed by the jutsu that had been used, and that they would offer him food.

It would take around one hour for a rested shinobi to reach the town, and Uzumaki was traveling somewhat slower. A lot slower. But he should make it there in 1 hour.

He was tired, but he would power through this. He was an Uzumaki. And above all, he was Naruto.

It was nighttime now. Naruto was completely exhausted. He was hungry, thirsty, tired, angry, and he had no chakra or ninja tools. He was, for a lack of better word, screwed.

It seemed as if the battle had indeed reached to small town. It was completely destroyed; the only things standing were the structured made of rock. All the wood and metal was gone. Perhaps a fire happened, and there were no civilians to put it out. Whatever it was, it really seemed abandoned for some time.

But Naruto's mind couldn't process this. The only saw rock thingies, and he started to despair. He could face the most powerful of adversaries, but no matter how powerful he was, he could not escape nature.

Sixteen hours have passed since he woke up, and Naruto only progressed a tenth of what he did since he arrived at the town. At least he could sate his thirst, but tired like he was he could not catch fish, or hunt for food, and there were no fruits on the trees. It seemed like it was winter.

Nevertheless, he was Uzumaki Naruto, and he would be dead before he gave up, so he powered through, and kept walking.

One day have passed since he last saw a town. Naruto had reached a plain, something that wasn't possible. Did he lost his path? His path to where? Where was he going? Why? He just knew one thing, and that he needed to keep going forward. Whatever he needed to do, he needed to keep going. Perhaps there was food?

It was the third day since Naruto woke up.

He couldn't go on anymore. The only thing he saw was plains and high grass. Everywhere. Finally, it happened. Uzumaki Naruto, the number one unpredictable ninja of the Hidden Leaf, gave up on life.

He just let his tired body fall, to rest. He needed that, just lay there and close his eyes. It would be so easy, he just needed to close his eyes and…

*squeak*

Naruto's eyes shot open. He heard something. Perhaps it was his mind playing pranks on hi-

*squeak*

There, right in front of Naruto's face, a small mouse appeared. A small and fluffy mouse. The only thing Naruto had to do was reach over to it and…

Grab it.

Hey, so it's finished. I just broke a personal record on update time. Hope you guys liked it. The next few chapters won't have that much dialog.

So that's it. Bye.