Disclaimer: Naruto isn't mine. Zelda, either. Hmm. If I did own Zelda, I think I'd actually put a light dating sim element into the game. Lets face it, Link is a player.


Three weeks had passed since Naruto had started learning to play the little green ocarina, practicing during lunch breaks at the Academy and when he got home, in spite of his homework. It was too hard for him to do on his own, anyway. The sisters had chastised him for this, of course. The Goddesses had taken to leaving letters that would magically appear anytime he did something he wasn't supposed to- or didn't do something he WAS supposed to. He was fully convinced that the girls had been Goddesses now because he actually saw a letter appear, and it didn't seem to have any chakra involved.

Of course, he was an untrained seven year old ninja wannabe. So there could be chakra and he just wasn't sensing it right. Even if sensei had taught him how to sense personally, he could never do it right, not like the rest of the class. He had just gotten home from the academy, actually. A frown graced his lips, and Naruto pulled out the ocarina to play. He could play a few quick little tunes now, and it was relaxing to him to piddle around on the flute. He must have played for an hour or so, as Naruto soon felt hungry.

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door, and Naruto smelled ramen. Naturally, the blonde ran to open the door, and to his surprise, Din stepped in with two bowls of covered ramen.

"Hey kid. Heard you were hungry."

She was clad in the same clothes as last time, but this time, she had a sword attached to her back and a second at her hip.

"Eat up!" she said, as she handed on bowl to him. She ignored the mess that was Naruto's home, blaming it on his lack of proper upbringing. She had spied on Naruto for the last month, even before the boy had seen them. Konoha disgusted her by this point, as it seemed there were maybe seven people in the entire village-which bordered on being a city, honestly- that cared for Naruto, and he only got to see three of them on a regular basis. She had seen the tests and the homework. Din would have had trouble answering half of those questions had she not been a diety.

Oh well. Naruto was about to be too damned tired to be messy anymore. The pair sat down at his little table in the kitchen. Naruto dug in while Din watched him with interest. Her sisters had a great interest in this little boy, and she was the same. The stars had seemed to align accidently when this boy was concieved. His father had been one of the most powerful humans she had ever known of to exist. His mother had been the host of the most powerful spirit since that man had split the Juubi, and even distantly related to that man. Naruto had even been given that piece of the Juubi. Combined with his already impressive heritage, the little blonde had thrust into greatness.

That sheer power, once tamed, could save them all.

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Nayru and Farore were out in the woods.

"Eh, Nayru, don't you think one of us should handle his initial training? Din's... not exactly the most gentle. Remember what she did with that one incarnation of Link?"

Nayru tilted her head in thought.

"Oh yes. I forgot. Oh well... it's out of our hands now. Pass me the doughnuts."

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Naruto and Din finished their ramen at the same time, Din having dug in a few seconds after Naruto. The red head and the blonde both let out a contented sigh, and enjoyed that blessed second where the broth and the noodles combined in the stomach once more.

Breaking the silence, Naruto looked to the Goddesses of Power.

"So, what's with the swords?"

Din smiled as if she were a child given the key into their own personal candy store.

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Nayru munched on a large doughnut powdered with white sugar.

"But, you know, Farore, as far as training goes, there's no one better to teach him how to fight."

Farore frowned. There was one other that could, but there was no way they could risk HIM having any involvment with Naruto.

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Another month had passed since Naruto had asked that question. The little boy thought back to when he had asked.

"Well, Naruto, I'm going to train you. A Hokage needs a really cool weapon, right? And there's nothing cooler than a sword!"

Naruto couldn't agree more. The swords Din carried were unique to him, though. Most swords he had seen were katanas, or varients of katanas. He remembered a vague reference in one of his textbooks about a select group of shinobi that wielded special swords, but that was about it.

Expecting her to give him one of the blades she carried, he was surprised-and rather disappointed- when she reached behind her and gave him something that wasn't much longer than a knife.

"This, Naruto, is going to be your first sword. It's the Kokiri Sword, and it's really old. I made it myself for my sister Farore. It's not the greatest sword ever made, but it's good enough for you to learn from. One of the greatest heroes to ever exist used this sword as a child. It's magic causes it to revert to it's base form when it's wielder dies, though. In a way, this is a sword that grows with you, so long as you put the efforts into making it grow."

Naruto's opinon was still not really changed, because even if it could grow into a different sword, it was still puny looking as of now.

The Goddess of Power snapped her fingers and Naruto suddenly found himself dressed in a really long green teeshirt and white pants. He felt oddly more comfortable in green than the black shirt he had been wearing, and the pants had several pockets and were made of a tough material. He did some stretching and found that his clothes were light and flexible.

"WOW! These clothes are great Miss Din!"

The godddess shrugged smugly, playing it off while trying to look cool to the kid. It worked.

"Naruto, these clothes are a lot like your new sword. You can get new ones, but these will grow on you. Farore made your clothes, and she and Nayru added in some enchantments that I didn't pay any attention to. So you'll have to find out on your own, okay?"

Naruto resisted the urge to slap his forehead at the woman's words. Though, it did show that even deities had their quirks. It made her seem more human to him.

"Now, Naruto, I find that the best way to learn how to swordfight is with practice, so..."

The Goddess took a stance with one of the sword on her back.

"ON GUARD!"

With a quick (to Naruto) movement, she spun around and pulled out her sword from the sheathe. It was a long, silver blade with a golden spine that made three diamond like shapes. It's crossguard was black with what looked to be red jewels encrusted into it. The hilt was black with more golden diamond shapes running down it, but Naruto couldn't see the hilt.

Naruto froze in shock as the tip of the blade stopped at his throat.

"You'd have just died instantly, little hero. Next time, draw your blade."

Naruto gulped as the fiery haired goddess retracted her blade, and then drew his sword.

Naruto cursed his luck. Yes, it was great that he was recieving training for once, but Din was a merciless slave driver. She didn't have him do obscene amounts pushups or run over nine thousand laps, of course, as he was only a child and even adult ninja would struggle doing such workouts.

Instead, Din had him fighting with the sword from pretty much the minute he got home from the Academy until he eventually just couldn't move anymore. The lack of sleep didn't bother him too much, and Din explained that his clothes did have some part in that. He had taken to wearing the clothes everyday, as they seemed to never stay dirty and always seemed as fresh and new as when he first recieved them, no matter the damage he recieved.

So far, he had figured that the clothes helped keep him awake and alert, and also repaired themselves. This was a rather cool feature, but from what Din implied, they could do more. The boy loved the sound of that, honestly, and looked forward for his lessons with Farore and Nayru, who would teach him more about magic and his clothes.

Din didn't teach him anything about ninjutsu, though. Ninjutsu, she said, was about tricks and special attacks. She taught him how to fight. Naruto had never had one on one training with anyone before, but he liked it a lot more than sitting in the classroom. Din said that he was quite similar to him in the fact that he liked to learn by doing things rather than by hearing or seeing them done.

And he was a natural, if he could say so himself. Granted, he was still far away from winning a fight with anyone trained in the ways of the sword, but he could hold his own against an animal like a wolf or a giant spider.

Din had took him in to a massive forest where it seemed that everything decided one day to be bigger than possible. She said it was an actual training ground that belonged to Konoha, and it was called the Forest of Death or something, and for the last few weeks, that would be where he spent his weekends. She watched over him, fed him, and kept him safe when he couldn't stay awake anymore, but she left him to his own devices in the daytime. In Naruto's opinion, Din was a harsh sensei, but she was one of the nicest people he'd ever met.

Currently, the little greenclad boy walked through a trail in the forest, hand on the sword sheathed on his back. The tiny blade hadn't changed shape yet, but he figured it was too soon for it. Din told him that Nayru had made it to where it, like his clothes, would grow along side him naturally, mentioning that the last wielder of the Kokiri blade didn't have that luxary and that it originally had to be reforged with precious metals to gain any power but she fixed that problem a thousand or so years ago.

A twig snapped, and Naruto pulled out his sword and spun, swinging it down and stopping it mid swing.

A teenaged girl stood before him, glaring at him with light brown eyes that seemed pupil-less. Her violet hair was done up in a short, and kind of spiky ponytail. She was wearing a tan overcoat over a black teeshirt and dark blue pants, and a forehead protecter on her head. A small pendant that looked a lot like a snake's fang hung off her neck and onto her very ample chest, made all the more apparent by her puffing her chest out and her hands on her hips.

"And what do YOU think that you're doing here, little boy?"

Naruto laughed nervously and sheathed his sword, with no idea how to get out of this one.

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And there you have it folks. It's really late considering how short it is. If I had had the time, I'd have written a lot more, but a lot has gone on this week and I wanted to get this out before the 4thof July. Glad to know I'm about 10 minutes ahead of schedule.

Anyways, like I said, I'd have done more and sooner, but I got lucky and had a small home remodel job come up where I tore out two bathrooms, combined them into one, put in new lights and both a shower and a bath, and then extended the porch. Fun stuff. I'm sore as hell though because my taekwando teacher nearly dislocated my shoulder when we were horsing around in a spar.

See, I'm in pain and I love you guys enough to write. That's about all, though.

One question though: What items throughout all of the games would you like to see here and what use would they be to Naruto or any ninja for that matter? I have a few in mind, but I'd like some reader input because two heads are better than one.

That's all. Good night, folks!