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Chapter Three- Mizuki's Deception- Forbidden Scroll- Part Two
The next day, Boruto found himself sitting on the Hokage mountain, his elbow resting on his knee with his hand supporting his chin. He was slumped over peering down at Naruto, who had a sour expression on his face as he rubbed a rag across the rock of one of the Hokage faces. Boruto would be lying if he said he wasn't amused. Seeing his father in the same position he had been several times before was ironic enough but seeing the scowl at having to wash off the paint he put on was just amusing.
"I don't get it. Why did you even do it in the first place?" Boruto asked curiously.
The seventh, after all, was always on his case about dis-respecting the greatest shinobi of all time by doing the same thing. So why had he done it? It didn't make sense to him.
Naruto stopped his movements and gazed up at the annoying kid. "Who cares, its just rock! Besides one day i'll surpass em all." He mumbled the last part but Boruto still heard.
"Naruto! You are not going home until every drop of paint has been wiped clean!" Iruka said as matter of fact.
"So what! Isn't like anyone's there waiting for me!" He bit back.
Boruto winced. He heard the emotion behind the words. Even if his dad acted like he didn't care it was obvious that he in fact cared quite a bit. Anyone would put in the position where you had to life a life without family. His eyes drooped closed then opened only half way as if he was suddenly very tired. The wind blew at his hair, making his blond locks sweep back gracefully. He looked out towards the sky. It really was different. Everything, from the mountain he was perched on, to the rising sunset. The village was even smaller. How could so much change in so little time, he wondered. The biggest wonder though, was..Boruto glanced at Naruto once more.
Iruka sighed and looked to his side at the suddenly quiet blonde beside him. He blinked as soon as his eyes landed on him. The kids hair was blown back, almost looking spiked now and at that moment he actually did look like Naruto. The resemblance was uncanny. He had to admit, when he first saw Boruto, he honestly believed Naruto had finally made a decent clone. He was that convinced that there was a second Naruto in his class but if he looked closely they were two different people.
"So, Boruto, do you live here in the leaf? I've never seen you before." Iruka asked in curiosity.
Boruto's head snapped to the side. "Um, not really. I kind of got lost." He replied easily.
He had to admit, when it came to lying he really needed to work on it.
"I see. Where's your parents."
"I don't know." Once again he was looking at Naruto, who wiped furiously at the paint.
Iruka noticed him starring at Naruto but chose not to say anything about it and instead assured, "Well don't worry, the third is probably already on it. You'll be back with them." He assured rubbing Borutos thick hair.
That's what i'm afraid of.
Boruto felt a shiver down his spine when he noticed the look Naruto gave him at the mention of parents. Was that jealous and a little bit of envy he saw? He couldn't tell because his father turned away to fast for him to register it. What was that...?
Iruka turned his attention towards Naruto. "Naruto?"
Naruto looked up with a deep frown and furrowed brows. "What now, sensei!"
Boruto smirked at the annoyance in his voice.
Iruka scratched at his chin. "Well I was thinking, how about after you clean all the paint off I treat you to some ramen? Ya know, the good stuff. What do you say."
It was silent for a moment. For a minute Iruka thought his attempts to cheering the blonde up were for nothing until he looked down and the blonde was starring at him in complete interest, his mouth open. His attitude completely changed.
"Now that's motivation! I'll have this paint off here in no time sensei."
Boruto'e eye twitched. I'll never understand you, old man.
"What about you, Boruto. Would you like to join us?" He asked him smiling.
"Actually I have some things to do but, I appreciate the offer, sensei." Truth was, he needed to sneak into the Hokage building to find those scrolls.
Iruka nodded in understanding. "Offers always open."
Boruto grinned from ear to ear in appreciation. "Hey, da-, I mean Naruto," He quickly caught himself before he could call him'dad', "Need any help?" He asked teasingly getting a glare from his father.
Naruto just mumbled something between a 'I don't need any help' and 'Brats should mind their own business.' Boruto laughed until he was doubled over.
Iruka looked at him in interest. I wonder, does this boy have any relation to Naruto? He switched his gaze from Boruto to Naruto. Hes hiding something, I know it but what? In certain ways, they act almost the same. Same sense of humor, same eyes and crazy blonde hair and those whiskers. He wasn't sure what it was about the the kid and what he could be hiding but he would find out.
It took all evening for Naruto to completely clean up all the paint from the mountain. The night had started to set when he had finished and while Iruka and Naruto went one way, heading to the shop, Boruto focused on his mission and headed in the other direction. He was sure the Hokages throughout the years never actually lived in the building. So getting in should not be that difficult. It was sneaking around the halls and finding the right room that held the forbidden scrolls that would be challenging.
Once on top of the building, he stealthfully made his way through one of the windows after quietly breaking the lock. Once inside the main office, he walked to the door and opened it,peering out to the hallway to see if there was any guards lurking around. Satisfied that he seemed to be alone, he slithered out from behind the door and ran with quiet steps towards the one place he thought might hold the scrolls. Even if the building was slightly different, the one of his time was build to resemble the one that had crumbled under the wrath of a battle that happened between the village at the time. When he was younger, His dad told him about how Konohagakure was a new and rebuild city over the place where the hidden leaf village use to reside. He told him how it was destroyed during an enemy attack and how he himself had to stop the threat. Even though the guy was defeated it was to late for the village because it was already destroyed under the destruction of battle.
His father didn't tell him many stories but the ones he did share always amazed him. Boruto thinks that's when his drive to surpass Naruto began. At first, it was to be just like him and be a son Naruto could be proud of but, as Boruto got older and the less and less his father was around it formed into something else. He no longer wanted to be like Naruto but show him he could be better. More superior in his skills as a shinobi. His anger for Naruto's constant absent and undivided attention rose with each day. Why couldn't he realize that his family needed him more than the city?
Boruto suddenly stopped. "Maybe, i'm thinking this wrong." Sure, any kid put in his place would feel the same wouldn't they? It was natural, right?
He looked at the door to his right that read: 'No Entry Prohibited.'
When I get home, if it isn't to late, i'll make things right.
Boruto was about to open the door when he heard a noise from behind him and he quickly turned to face two shinobi. He growled, how did they catch him? They was no one there when he came in.
"No one is aloud in here, kid." On of the said dead penned.
Boruto, deciding to play dumb, gave them a look of confusion. "I'm sorry. I kind of got lost."
Obviously, there were not buying it. "Sure kid. Tell that to Lord Third." The guys made a hand sign and something firm was wrapped around Boruto to hold him in place.
"Hey! What gives! Let me go!" He struggled to get out of the binding that refused to give out.
The men approached him and grabbed him. It was going to be a long night.
"You men shall leave." Sarutobi dismissed them, a pipe in his hand as he starred at the young blonde who refused to meet his eyes.
The Third was in a rather bad mood after been woken up to be informed he had a problem that needed dealt with. When they told him a child was sneaking around the building and was about to enter the prohibited room he immediately got out of bed and came here. It was a matter not to take likely. The room held secrets, power in those scrolls kept beyond that door. Even if the kid managed to open the door he wouldn't be able to get to the scrolls that easily, if that was the boys intention. They had high security when it comes to such things.
"Boruto, was it?" Sarutobi re-called.
The child just looked at him.
"This is a serious matter. Then again, you must have a reason for breaking in to this building."
Still, quiet was all that answered him as Boruto looked away.
Sarutobi took a seat behind his desk. He had a serious look on his face as he tried to get answers from him. He tried a different approach. "Boruto Uzumaki."
Boruto froze, tensing up at the use of his real name which confirmed the elders suspicion. When he had first me the boy, the resemblance to Naruto was the first thing had him curious. Then when the boy said something about time-travel, he started to wonder just where this child came from. From then, he was suspicious and asked two of his shinobi to keep an eye on the building. He had a sinking feeling that things would reveal themselves if his hunch was right. Considering every Hokage, himself and the ones before him, knew of the secrets hid within the scrolls, there was one scroll that held the possibility of causing a rift in time. It was just a theory, one that hadn't been proven yet and has been sealed away for centuries. So once Boruto mentioned time-travel, he was intrigued. If it was true and the boy was from a different time line then it could mean trouble.
"Ah, so i'm right. I knew you looked a lot like Naruto."
Boruto looked at him with fear in his eyes. How did he know? He had to think of something. "No, you got it all wrong! I'm not from the leaf village! I live a ways from it actually! I just got lost and ended up here!" He tried to reason.
"That is why you are here? Correct? To find a scroll that can give you the answers you seek?"
Boruto bowed his head. It was no use, he was found out. "Yeah. My name is Boruto Zuzumaki. My parents are Naruto Uzumaki and Hinate Hyuuga. Truth is since coming here everything seems different! My mom and dad are in their younger selves, There are four Hokage heads instead of seven and even the village is different and I don't know where I am!" He said in frustration with teary eyes.
Sarutobi looked at him in sympathy. He understood how the child must be feeling. "Boruto, I assure you nothing in the forbidden scrolls can help but I will look into it. For now your identity and information of where your from must stay a secret. Given the chance to change fate can mean your safety as well as the future you know." He put a comforting hand on Boruto's shoulders.
"I understand." He already knew he couldn't breath a word anyone that he was from the future and that's why he tried getting to the scrolls.
Sarutobi smiled gently at him. "I will let the guards know you meant no harm. You should go back to Naruto's apartment. It's late."
Boruto nodded and gave a silent thanks before leaving.
Sarutobi chuckled. Who would have thought. Naruto and a family? Married with a son and to a Hyuuga no doubt. He thought happily. Seeing Naruto grow up and watched as the villagers treated him so poorly was one of the hardest things hes witnessed. Its good to know that even a past as horrible as his that one day even he could find happiness and be loved for who he is and not hated for what people believed him to be.
"Naruto?" Boruto called out to his father after shutting the door to the apartment and walking in. The lights were out except for the kitchen one.
He was met with no answer and made his way into the bedroom they shared. Naruto was fast asleep on the bed curled up on his left side. His face looked peaceful as he was drawn into a deep slumber.
Boruto smiled at the sight. Walking over to his own sleeping place, he wasted no time getting into the sleeping bag and fell asleep within seconds, thinking about how he was going to get home.
Boruto was alone in the apartment when he woke up the next morning. He remember something about the say being special or something. After he was fully awake, he climbed out of the sleeping bag and cleaned up before eating some ramen, much to his distaste. He yawned and stretched before putting the bowl into the sink. It was then his memory chose that moment to remember exactly what the day meant for Naruto.
"Its graduation day! I completely forgot!" He huffed and hurried out of the door.
He rushed towards the academy. He really hoped his father graduated and if he did, he didn't want to miss it. As he got closer to the academy, he could see several people at the entrance. The were all laughing and smiling. Several of them were with their kids saying how proud they were of them. He jumped down from the roofs academy to stand behind them.
He looked around hoping to see Naruto. He spotted him far away from the group of people sitting on a swing. He was about to walk over to him when whispers began to form from the crowd but one particular pair caught his interest above the rest.
"There. You see him?"
"Its that boy."
Boruto knew they were talking about Naruto and as he starred at where he sit alone on the swing, even form the distance he noticed something. His father looked sad. His eyes had the kind of depth to them that were deeper than the abyss itself. They were lifeless, hollow. There was no light in them at all. It made something in Boruto break seeing his father look so broken.
"I heard he's the only one that failed."
"Ha, serves him right."
Boruto's fist clenched as every word was spoken. How dare they talk about him like that? After everything his father has sacrificed for them, after ensuring their safety and making sure they live their life in peace. How could they be so cruel?
"Jut imagine what would happen if he became a ninja! I means hes the boy who-"
"Shut up!" That was it, he couldn't keep quiet any longer. His anger reached new levels as they continued to talk bad about his father, their to be seventh Hokage. His hands were balled into fists. His nails dug into the palms of his hands drawing blood as the pressure in which he gripped were stronger than a vice grip.
He turned to the two women. "Just shut up! What do you know huh?! How can you set there and say such cruel things! You don't know nothing! So quit looking down on him with such hateful eyes! Why don't you all go and die!" He shouted angrily at them, his body shaking from the sadness and anger threatening to drag him under.
They starred at him with wide eyes. More because of his appearance than his outburst.
He gritted his teeth and turned around and ran away from them. He had tears in his eyes that he desperately tried to keep from slipping to the surface. Only no matter how much he willed them back they poured anyway. Running down his cheeks like a steady stream of water. He just kept running. How could they be so cold towards Naruto? He was their savior, a person they looked up to. A Person that would be their Hokage someday. It didn't make sense.
It felt like he ran for hours until his feet finally got tired and he came to a stop near side of a river bank. He was bent over, his hands on his knees and breathing hard. "Darn it all! Stupid villagers!" He got out between heavy pants and harsh sobs.
He rubbed at his eyes with the back of his sleeve.
"You didn't have to do that ya know." Came a voice behind him.
Boruto didn't move, already knowing who the voice belonged to. "Yes I did! They are stupid and blind! They don't know anything." He answered harshly.
Naruto sighed. He had to admit, it shocked him when heard the shout. He didn't even know the kid was there, he was to lost in his own misery to even notice anything. He had failed and it was something that he didn't want to happen again. So of course he felt as if he was nothing but a failure. It was bad enough the whole village hated him and saw him as some kind of plague. He never knew why and it bothered him. There wasn't a day that went by that he wasn't like at with such hatred. No one wanted anything to do with him and ignored him as if he wasn't even there. Some days were worse than others because when they did acknowledge him it was only when they spit cruel words and profanity at him. Those were the worst days. Though none of those were easy. He would much rather be invisible than noticed with harsh treatment.
"Who says they have a right! Your an amazing ninja and your always going after that same silly dream. Yet no matter how crazy it is you never quit. Your always protecting the people who treat you like dirt! They don't deserve it." Boruto was still in tears.
Naruto looked at him with wide eyes as he spoke what was on his mind. He was speechless.
Boruto turned to him. His eyes shining like fine glass that had just been polished as the tears still rolled down his whisker like cheeks. "You should hate them! You should...you should..." He sniffed, unable to finish what he was saying.
Naruto smiled at him for the first time, no sneers or hateful glares. "Hey i'm Naruto Uzumaki! I'm going to become Hokage! Believe it! Then the village will have to look up to me! So for right now let them look down on me, the more better it will be when they finally recognize me as a ninja." He pointed his finger out towards his clone look a like and winked. "Believe it!"
Boruto laughed at his dad's favorite quote. Even though he still felt saddened by the way Naruto was treated, something about the way his father proclaimed he would be Hokage someday made him a little happier. One day he will be and everyone will look up to him.
He straightened up, wiping away the rest of his tears, Boruto stood with determination in his eyes and a confident grin on his face. He held out his hand in the form of a fist towards Naruto. "You be sure to become Hokage someday! Promise!" Even though this was his father he was talking to and he knew without a doubt he becomes hokage, he felt like making Naruto promise it.
Naruto snickered and touched Borutos fist with his own. "Duh. It will be reality one day. Believe it!"
Boruto shook his head but smiled. "Baka."
Their moment was ruined when a guy with silver hair appeared beside Naruto.
"Found you, Naruto! I had something important I wanted to talk to you about but you left before I could catch you."
Naruto looked at him curiously while Boruto glared at him. Something about the guy was off and he had a bad feeling about him.
The guy noticed the stare and smiled down at him. "Sorry, my name is Mizuki. I need to talk to Naruto if that's okay."
"Sure! Boruto you should go back to the apartment. I'll catch up." Naruto said and began walking off with Mizuki and disappearing.
No way was he going back to the apartment. He couldn't ignore the strange feeling he was getting. Guess i'll just tail em, he decided easily and took off behind them.