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Chapter Eight- Test of worthiness, get those bells! Part One


It was a nice and peaceful day in the village hidden in the leaf. The sun loomed over the people as they walked about the village. Each going their own way, doing their own thing. The wind was light as it swept the sand and leaves through the air in a dance of dust. The rays of the morning sun gave off a welcoming warmth for the weather was somewhat cold and many walked around in long sleeves. Only few wore short sleeves as the cold did not bother then as it did others.

It was a perfect day for relaxing which is what Boruto found himself doing on top of the apartment he shared with his young father. He had woken up early due to a nightmare he was having. He ever rarely got them but when he did they always were vivid in detail and seemed to frighten him right out of sleep. Sometimes he would remember them and other he could not even recall what had waken him from his slumber.

This was one of those times he in fact did remember the nightmare. He wished he didn't. Yet as he lay there, with his hands resting firmly behind his head and this wind swaying his hair back and fourth, his thought drifted to that same nightmare that was actually a reality. Simply because though it may be a dream it was also one of Borutos earliest to recent memories.

[Boruto's Nightmare]

"But dad, everyone's parents will be there! Its a chance to show our folks what were made of! You gotta come!" A nine year old Boruto stood facing his father in the Hokage building.

Naruto sighed at his son's stubbornness. To be honest he was not sure where Boruto inherited his stubborn streak. Others would say that he was a splitting image of himself when he was younger or that both parents ran through Boruto's veins giving him both his father and mothers attitude.

"Boruto. A Hokage's duty is to look after the city. The people of the city come first." Naruto tried to reason though he realized as soon as he said it that Boruto took it the wrong way.

Boruto gritted his teeth. Months of anger and resentment towards his father and his duties started to overflow his senses. Those emotions that he was able to keep in check threatened to over take him as he glared at the Hokage with such loathing.

Naruto had never seen such hatred in his sons eyes before. "Boruto. I didn't mean for it to sound that way-"

"Shut up! I hate you!" Boruto yelled and turned around to run out of the office, ignoring Naruto's frantic shouts calling his name.

Stupid hokage, stupid old man. The city comes first? I always though family was more important..! He silently cried.

Boruto ran. He continued to run until his legs started to hurt. Only when they started to tremble from the exertion of burning so much energy did he finally stop, the tears however, continued to rain down his whiskered face like fine droplets from a water facet. The sorrow he was feeling brought him to his hands and knees.

"Why! Why did dad want to be Hokage so badly! If only he never got to be Hokage then he would always be around!" His sobbed.

Suddenly, he was engulfed in pure darkness and the ground underneath him disappeared. Gravity was no longer balanced and he begun to fall farther and farther down. There was no way to stop his fall but then again he could not see. The only thing that surrounded him was black.

He screamed. For his mother and even for his father. He was scared and as his voice rung out with panicked screams, his body came to an abrupt stop before falling again. Only this time he hit the ground almost instantly.

He stood up. Still nothing was visible except for the continued darkness. His body started to tremble. He felt cold, alone and he was afraid. He didn't know where he was or why he was in complete darkness, at least until something off in the distance caught his eyes.

A small light suddenly appeared before him and started to grow brighter.

Listen Boruto,

A called out to him. It was so familiar but he couldn't recognize who it belonged to.

Naruto was full of weaknesses. He was a loser, a good for nothing,

Boruto blinked. "Dad...weak? A loser? No, he's..." Just what was Naruto? What made his father special and had all look up to him with such admiration?

But, he pulled up with his own strength and realized his dream by becoming hokage.

The light grew stronger. The coldness that had groped his skin lifted as warmth started to take its place. The light, pure and comforting. Boruto wanted to go to it. He no longer wanted to feel the isolation of being alone. He no longer wanted the coldness to numb his skin. No, he longed for the warmth once more.

Boruto. You don't need to understand who Naruto is now, you need to know the Naruto who made it all the way here... The voice continued to break the silence.

"Dad...I understand now. It doesn't matter who you are at this moment. Because its in the present. Its now. The you in the past, who were you? How'd you become hokage..." Boruto closed his eyes for a few moments.

When he opened them, he was no longer nine years old but twelve and the light ate away the darkness. He was floating and as he looked around, a sudden scene started to play before him. A fresh memory of moments before he found himself a part of the past.

You don't need to understand who Naruto is now, you need to know the Naruto who made it all the way here.

The words repeated as Naruto appeared in the same form he was in while protecting him and Sarada. With that pure glow surrounding him as the nine tails covered his body in enormous power, an orange light that penetrated from deep within Naruto.

"Dad..DAD!" Boruto reached out towards him, his hand never reaching, his voice lack in volume.

Naruto turned, with pride and love in his eyes as he stared at his son. It was a look that any parent would give their child when they know something's about to happen. A look that felt more like a goodbye. A look that Boruto, even though their was so much love in that one action, did not want to see.

"DAD!" Boruto's yell was blocked out by the sudden explosive sounds around him.

[End nightmare]

That's when he had awoke. He jostled awake with sweat formed on his forehead and heavy breathing. His limbs were trembling. For a dream it felt so real, so vivid, that his first instinct was looking over to the bed where his father slept to see him sound asleep facing the wall. It eased his mind a little as well as making him realize something.

The dream felt real because it was real. It was the last time he saw his father. He hadn't even thought about it once since arriving there, being to busy to find out how he got there in the first place, but now its all he can think about. That one question that he so desperately wanted an answer to. That once worry that crept up his spine.

What happened to his father?

He was left to ponder as he laid still on the roof.

"Hey! Why are you up there?"

Boruto looked down to see a grim looking Naruto staring up at him. He was already dressed in his usual orange jump suit and his headband wrapped around his forehead.

"Yo. Sorry, I was enjoying the sun rise." He answered flopping down from the roof and landed beside Naruto.

Naruto gave him a strange look. "Whatever. Come on, I want ramen." He demanded with authority, making a vein bulge on Boruto's forehead.

"You can't order me around!" He stated walking alongside Naruto, who, gave him a smirk.

"Then why did you follow it?" He challenged.

Boruto blinked, realizing that he was in fact following the old man to the ramen shop. He wanted to face palm. "Shut up, baka."

Naruto stared at him. He was taking in the way the young man carried himself. The moment they met, he had this sinking feeling that the kid was bad news or at least something about him was completely off. The fact he resembled him was nerve wracking but as he observed him a little closer he started to notice small things. The first thing he saw was that Boruto actually stuck up for him when the villagers whispered. The second was that on his cheek there was two straight whisker lines that matched his own. Then there was the way Boruto acted, simple things, such as throwing his hands over his head in a carefree way. Which was something Naruto done often.

Everything about the kid screamed suspicious.

Boruto noticed the odd way Naruto stared at him and started to feel slightly uneasy. "What's that look for!"

Naruto quickly looked away. "Nothing. Lets just eat." He said closing his eyes.

Boruto sighed. He was curious to why he peeked Naruto's sudden interest but chose to let it go. If some random kid showed up looking almost exactly like him he would be twice as curious. So figuring it was but a normal matter, he nodded and they continued their walk to the ramen shop.

"Todays the day!" Naruto stated breaking the silence.

Boruto's brows came together in confusion. "What's so special about today? Plus that's the second time you have said that in two days."

Naruto came to a stop and gave Boruto an incredulous look. "Seriously? You forgot? I get to meet sensei! Today I get to officially be apart of a squad."

"Oh, yeah. That means..." Boruto looked up, remembering the conversation between lord third.

He was suppose to be team sevens observer. Whatever that means. Even though the hokage explained it Boruto was still at a loss for what an observer is suppose to do. Even so, he said the sensei would be informed of his position and would explain farther. he forgot to tell Naruto as well but he would leave that to sensei. Which of course was Kakashi.

"That means," Naruto decided to finish Boruto's thought, "My dream of becoming Hokage will soon be realized!"

The mention of becoming Hokage made Boruto flinch. He still hated his fathers position as the hokage and some of the resentment towards him seeped to the surface. "Yeah because we all know Hokage is such a privilege." His words were harsh.

Boruto started walking again.

"Huh? Of course it is! What's wrong with you? Suddenly you seem...very..." With each word he spoke his sentence grew slow because of the glare he was receiving.

"Do what you want but im skipping ramen. See ya!" He said waving a goodbye to his impudent father.

Naruto just blinked. "And I thought Sakura was scary..." He mumbled out.

Boruto kept walking. Honestly, he liked the fact that he was getting to know his father, spending time with him was always something he desperately wanted, but sometimes he just wanted to hit the guy. He didn't understand one bit why nothing else was going through Naruto's mind except on becoming hokage. Well that and ramen. Sometimes, he really wondered how his mother ended up with someone like that.

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't see someone approaching him until he walked right into something. He managed to keep his balance but whatever he walked into gave a squeak followed by a thud.

"Im sorry, are you okay?" He asked looking down at whoever it was on the ground.

It took him a moment to realize that he's seen that bluish-black color before. It was certainly rare. He knew one person with that color hair. He was even more sure when the head moved and looked up at him with big wide eyes.

Hinata blinked, a pink tent going across her cheeks.

"Naruto?" She asked in a sweet innocent voice.

"What? No! Im definitely not him." He corrected her, extending his hand to help her up.

She stared at him but accepted the help as Boruto helped her to her feet. "Th-thank you. Sorry...you just...l-look exactly like Naruto-kun."

Why is she so shy? Boruto wondered. "Its okay. Anyway, my name is Boruto. Boruto Kazaki. I should get going now."

She didn't say anything but watched as the young blonde ran inside the building. She blinked, embarrassment written on her face at getting the two mixed up.

"But then..they do look alike.." She couldn't help but to compare.