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The Savior That Can't Be Saved

Chapter 2:

The Discovery: Uzumaki Naruto Just Went Back In Time?

The savior felt memories flow around his body as he drifted toward the one he, on instinct, went toward. He felt his chakra flow around him like when he embraced his mother, making him feel guarded and almost protected. His wild, untamed range of blond locks of hair looked like mountains, but weren't stable, flowing in all directions. His cerulean eyes were full of curiosity of what was happening. Shouldn't he be seeing the perverted hermit, the old man, his mother, his father, his teammate with the unique pink hair, the sensei with the mask, the sensei with the scar across his nose, a busty blonde hair women that loved gambling and sake, the pineapple lazy shadow user, the fa- pleasantly plump friend of his, the boy that resembled a dog with his feral grin, a shy girl with weird, almost clear eyes that was shared by a boy with long hair, a girl with long blonde hair and a mouth full of gossip, a boy that was quiet and held an interest in bugs, a boy with some of the bushiest eyebrows ever and his even bushier eye browed sensei, a girl with a hairstyle that put her hair into buns and a fondness for weapons of all kinds, and many other faces that passed him? Little did the savior know, he was going to see most of them and the many others very soon. Just not in the form he expected them to be in…

Including himself…

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The savior, Uzumaki Naruto, was in his bed, in his little apartment, given to him by the Sandaime Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen. His body was no longer as tall and as muscular as it used to be, having gone from the shape of someone at the age of sixteen, seventeen to the age of a five year old; a pretty drastic change in terms of height and weight and strength if you ask anyone. Naruto turned over, having rested, and slowly opened his bright, cerulean eyes, blinking them once he saw the door to his apartment. He, then, had them wide open and yawned, wondering what the hell was going on.

Though he wasn't really thinking of anything, still in a dazed state of what happened, though it seemed almost like a dream, too far away to remember as the image felt like a torn book, moments unclear and blurry, an old ruined film of the past. He moved his body, feeling way lighter than he usually did, and dropped off the bed he was laying in. He felt almost numb, barely moving toward his kitchen, putting a tea pot of warm water on the stove, wanting it to not take long to heat up. He laid out a thing of instant ramen and, then, went to the fridge. He, on instinct, grabbed a carton of milk, popped it open, went to his table, sat down in one of the wooden chairs, put the spout onto his lips, and began to tilt the carton back, letting the white dairy liquid ease down his throat that felt drier and more tired than usual.

Then, he just sat there, contemplating what happened in his memory, dream, whatever it was. If it was a dream, then it was the most realistic dream he had ever had in his life. Just… the pain, the dead corpses around him on the battlefield, the war, the destroyer, that Tobi/Madara guy, his accomplice, Yakushi Kabuto, Uchiha Sasuke…, the wind rushing around him, the black flames, the Gedo Mezo…, just everything and anything that he felt and saw then crashed into him like he knew it was reality yet something like a figment of his imagination, a dream. Maybe a premonition of what was to come? It just felt too real to ignore it and call it a dream…

He went to the bathroom to wake himself up a bit by splashing and washing up his face a bit. He turned the faucet of his sink, looking down at his… tiny hands… He splashes his face a bit and wiped his eyes, thinking that he was seeing things as he turned the faucet off. He looked at his hands again… seeing his tiny hands again… Then, they started to shake a bit, as he started to breathe heavier and slowly, very slowly, lifted his face to the mirror. He thought he was see the face of a young adult with wild blond hair, cerulean eyes that were like oceans, and whisker marks on his cheeks, but he was wrong about one fact as he screamed to the heavens and the tea pot began to whistle violently, almost on cue.

The face he saw in the mirror was one of his five year old self, with a frog cap that was laying on his head until, in panic, he ran out of the bathroom, making the cap plop off his head, revealing more of his blond hair, and landed on the bathroom floor, all alone.

Naruto went to turn his stove off and dumped the hot water into the ramen as he let it cool, he knew he had to talk to Kyuubi about what he had just supposedly done.

He, Uzumaki Naruto, had somehow mysteriously gone back in time!

AN: Now I've decided, since I have writer's block with, and don't fully know how to fully go about, The Death Knight, a story I went ahead and deleted, and I've had ideas about this concept and believe I can get a story started along with the sequel of my Kaze no Arashi story, I will make this original one-shot into a full-length story that will change quite a few things with the way the story will go. Naruto will most certainly be way stronger than he was originally since he will still have the knowledge of all his techniques and sage training, he just doesn't have control over Kyuubi and as much chakra as he had when he was in the past timeline of sorts. After all, these events haven't happened in the timeline he put himself into, just in the timeline he was in. Thus, he'll have to do everything over again. But this doesn't mean it'll be exactly like the canon timeline, it will definitely be a lot different as I will try to make this story as unique as I possibly can.

I also know that this chapter was short, but I will definitely have a longer and new chapter of this fic as well as the first chapter of the sequel of Kaze no Arashi up here in the coming week or so. I will try my best to get a chapter of each out each week or a least one of them each week with all the things happening with school at this time. I just hope you support my stories and tell me your honest thoughts by reviewing! That will also help me get chapters out as soon as possible.

Just hope you enjoy the story, my other story, and the many others to come! (To at least one of them...)