A/N:Ahh whoops in the prologue I realised that I had changed what Naruto was doing with the scroll halfway, and forgot to change it on my re-read through of the story. My bad just so you know Naruto was infact testing a reverse version of the Hirashin and he was not experimenting with time XD. Sorry about that.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in relation to Naruto, I mean even this general plot isn't mine TT~TT, it all is Kishimoto's bless his soul, don't know what I would be doing without Naruto in the world. General Plot Credit goes to AarontheBarron, anything else that isn't Kishimoto's or Aaron's I guess belongs to me, though I highly doubt it…argh I'm rambling again…someone stop mee….
Chapter 1: Shio Ramen
Previously: "…more importantly…WHERE THE HELL IS MY BRIDGE?"
Naruto started hyperventilating; he clutched his chest in shock and took large deep breaths. The breeze didn't help much either. After a few minutes of panic and stress, Naruto forcefully calmed himself down.
He was obviously in Wave, and was at the location where he had been training a week ago on his trip to visit Inari, Tazuna and Tsunami, and he distinctly remembers seeing his bridge, on his way to wave, filled with people waving at him and greeting him. And he knows that if the bridge was destroyed, in the following week, he would have heard about it right away, but even so, if that being the case there would have been remains left over. It was as if "The Great Naruto Bridge" didn't even exist.
Naruto furrowed his brows in deep thought, sat down on a branch and crossed his leg, now the fact there wasn't the sign of his awesome bridge anywhere, meant only one thing.
Now contrary to popular belief, Naruto wasn't dumb, well not after the war anyway, he had managed to, as one lazy ninja put it, 'Grow a brain.' His thought went back to the seal. Now there was a possibility that he had made a mistake with the seal, and the fact that he smudged it while running around ruined it even more and possibly changed its intended effect. So in all possibilities he could have been thrown back or forward in time, but if he was thrown forward, there would have been remains.
So hence, in conclusion, Naruto was flung back in time.
"Hmm…So the Question is more like, when am I? ...well for that I would need a calendar, or maybe the Fur ball knows"
Naruto takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes.
His eyes slowly open up, and he finds himself in his mindscape, the sewers. A dark dingy place, with water, or what seemed like water, leaking all over the place. There were pipes located all over the walls and ceilings. He looked around, it was odd, the pipes that should be siphoning the fuzz ball's chakra were supposed to be red hot, or rather be giving that appearance, however that didn't seem the case.
Curious he walked on forwards aiming to figure out the issues with the seal, maybe he had fully absorbed all the chakra.
"Naah, that can't be it."
He arrives at the front of the gates soon enough, however, something was wrong, it was silent, too silent. He couldn't hear the stupid fox breathing, nor could he see anything in the jail, it was too dark, as if it was empty.
"OY! DAMN FOX!"
He was only greeted by silence.
"HEY, YOU IN THERE!"
Again, that deathly silence, Naruto swore he saw a tumbleweed roll past in the distance in the jail. He shifted his gaze to the seal or rather, the lack of a seal. Naruto's eyes widened.
"NAA, HE COULDN'T HAVE?"
Naruto literally ripped the oversized gates off their hinges and sprinted into the room. As if on command, light flooded the room, and what he saw shocked him.
The Room was deserted, like the Kyuubi was never imprisoned there.
"What…The…Hell?"
Naruto opened his eyes. There was only one question on his mind at this point. Naruto jumped off the tree and hurtled down to the ground below.
'What the Hell Happened to the Kyuubi,' the thought plagued his mind, 'Where the hell could he be, did he go back to Mom? That is if mom has even been born yet…'
Well whatever happened to the Kyuubi, it didn't really matter to Naruto, well until he knew which time period he was. He hits the ground slightly harder than he was planning, and ends up jarring his bare feet.
"Son of a…" Naruto grunted as he hopped towards his last know location of the village he saved all those years ago, or rather in the future sometime.
As he got relatively closer, he figured out what he would do with the fact that he was back in the past, and if he will ever get back to his own timeline. Should he become the hero of the world, or let his future counterpart handle it. While in his thoughts, he walked into town, the town he saved roughly 7 years ago, in his timeline that is. It was a lot more prosperous when he first arrived, obviously the sleaze Gato had yet to take over in his quest for greed. Vendors everywhere, colourful stalls and shops, children frolicking around, with fussy parents chasing after them.
A lot had changed when Gato had taken over, and all in all Naruto was indeed glad he saw this site before it got ruined. However this thought brought another issue to his mind, 'Should I stop Gato when he takes over?'
He couldn't really, if he did, then how would he get a bridge named after himself, and he really, really wanted that. 'Anyway, my presence in this timeframe already means that it separated itself from my original time, why not have some fun in this world, maybe make life slightly easier for future me, anyway enough thinking, it makes my brain hurt-dattebayo'
For the first time since he entered the village, Naruto looked around with a purpose, he couldn't really just walk up to someone and ask what year it was, he would have to sneak a look at a calendar, and then maybe get some more suitable pants, maybe some sandals preferably the ninja sandals, and maybe some chainmail armour.
He headed for the nearest Shinobi Tailor shop. He pushes the door open, and the small dingle of a bell is heard. An elderly gentleman is at the counter.
"How may I help you?"
"Ne…I need some orange pants-dattebayo, and maybe those chain armour like things, and maybe you can dye the underside of my cloak black ne?" Naruto says meekly.
"Of course ninja-san…just give me.."
"There is a Slight problem-dattebayo…", Naruto scratches the back of his head.
"Hmm?"
"I don't have any money, as you see I am lost...", which wasn't a lie on Naruto's part, "But Ojii-san Don't Worry about it, I'll Pay you back for your kindness two-fold-Dattebayo, Uzumakis don't go back on their word-ttebayo!"
"Hmm? An Uzumaki? Haven't seen one of you in years, the last one I saw was a little girl with red tomato like hair…a loud brat…but kind hearted…you remind me of her, what was her name…Kushuna?...no Kushina I believe It was, she was particularly spirited that one…"
Naruto's heart stopped for a split second from hearing his mother's name, and then his eye caught the calendar behind the man. He was 19 years in the past, on the 8th of October, two days prior to his birth. His brain suddenly worked in overdrive giving him a splitting headache, it explained the disappearance of the Kyuubi.
As the Kyuubi was a being made of near pure chakra, he was almost instantly drawn back to his original, or rather past body, memories, unconverted chakra and all. A sudden hit to the head with a stick brought him to the present.
The old man had indeed stopped rambling, "Listen closely Uzumaki-san, you relative gave me a lot of hope from my broken past with her spirit, and I owe it to her…so with the benefit of the doubt, I will give you the clothes you require for free, or rather a loan, and you will work with me for no charge for a week…got that?"
Naruto rubs the giant bump on his head and nods his head
"Good, now what is your name brat?"
Naruto's eyes widened, the ojii-san's personality had done a complete 180, but not only that, what should he answer, he couldn't use his own name, it would bring about too many questions if he ever ran into anybody from his past or rather future. Only one name popped into his mind, Shio, the fact that Shio in itself meant tide, and as a small tide he would slowly wash and in tiny proportions cleanse the world of its evils. He was then again presented with another rap to the head.
"Owwww…what was that for?"
"Your name" the man patiently asked again.
"Uzumaki Shio"
"Salt?" the man said raising his eyebrow, "I feel sorry for you…"
"NOOO, it means Tides-dattebayo!"
"No it means Salt, as in Shio Ramen…"
"No it doesn't…" Naruto whined.
Resulting in the argument going on for some more time
A few hours had passed, Naruto finally got a good look at himself, and he looked more like his father now, his whisker marks had gone, curtosy of a small and simple genjutsu, to his utmost disappointment. His cerulean blue eyes stared right back at him. He needed to change his appearance, and a henge wouldn't cut it, it would have dispelled as soon as he were knocked unconscious, hence why in the sink was a dye, red in colour.
Ever since he found out about his mother, he always wondered how he would look with red hair, maybe a lot cooler, he grinned, and this was entirely a new experience for him. He slowly applied the dye to his hair.
After an hour of cleaning himself up, Naruto looked into the mirror, no longer was a blonde haired man staring back at him, rather a red-haired man, however there was still a problem, he still looked like himself, albeit as a red head. At the point Kakashi sensei popped up into his head. A Mask! And then maybe he could let his hair grow out a little longer and then he would look like a completely new man.
He wore his new pair of orange pants and inverted his cloak, on the inside now was the maroon and black flames, on the outside, a jet black coat, underneath he wore the chainmail meshing, something similar to the Snake woman from the Chuunin exams. The reason for the inverted cloak, he really didn't feel like letting his connection to the toads as a sage to be found out just yet, and he honestly couldn't have the heart to dye the whole cloak. Hence the inside, or rather the outside now.
He jumped outside through the bathroom window and climbed to the roof. He wriggled his toes in his new black shinobi sandals and his hair and cloak billowed in the wind, all in all, a very cool atmosphere hung around our favourite hero.
"LOOK OUT WORLD! UZUMAKI SHIO IS HERE TO ROCK YOUR WORLD! AND GET A BRIDGE NAMED AFTER HIM!"
Suddenly a walking cane collided with his head
"SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP YOU KNOW!"
END
A/N End: Ohh I had fun writing this, I was experimenting with a few things, please tell me what you think of this chapter, as feedback is greatly appreciated be it good or bad, and I feel nessecary for my improvement, again sorry for missing such a huge error in the prologue, ill try and go and change that as soon as possible and my exams have died down abit. So Long don't forget the Rate and Review Thanks. Also point out anything you think could improve the story and i will look into it :D
P.S. corrected the issue with the sent back to days in my summary . Kudos for spotting that Wonijs, again if anything that doesnt make sense is spotted just tell me
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