Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but I own every OC, all the juusan Oni Yaiba, and everything that hasn't shown up in the series forever.
FINALLY! I CAN GET TO THE ACUTAL STORY LINE!!!
Every time I'm done with an arc, a new type of subhead will appear. Also, I found out that Naruto's father really is the Yondaime! I' changed the name from 'Kazama Arashi' to Namikaze Minato, but I'm keeping Anko Naruto's mother instead of Kushina.
I feel that black people don't get enough mention in anime, so I'm introducing my first black OC in this chapter, I hope you like him. (He's kinda like Lucchi from One Piece, but a LITTLE more emotional.)
There's not much to say, but I hope you enjoy.
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Hokage's Office
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Sarutobi leaned back in his chair as he let out a sigh. Today had been monstrous. First, he had to keep the council from executing Naruto for stealing the Forbidden scroll, but that was before he dealt with the traitor Mizuki. Iruka had stopped by with a couple injuries and the scroll itself in his office one or two hours ago. Now, Naruto was acting weird.
Yep, the blonde boy never ceased to give him a migraine.
Just then, an ANBU came flying through the door as dust scattered. Clouding the figure, he walked up to the old Hokage.
"Alright, what the hell just happened, Saru-jiji?"
-One Blink- -Two Blinks- "Naruto?"
When the dust finally dissipated, it was Naruto, but he had undergone some changes. Instead of wearing the hideous orange jumpsuit that just shouted 'I'm a bimbo! Kill Me!' he was wearing dark green baggy pants with his kunai holster on his right leg and black ninja sandals. A dark one sleeved scarlet yukata with an engraving of the Kyuubi on the left side of his chest. His right arm, which wasn't covered by the yukata, he had placed a gauntlet over. Moving his hi'ate from his head to his left leg, he looked pretty kickass.
Quirking an eyebrow at the boy's sudden taste in good clothing, he asked what was the matter.
"What's the matter!? What's the matter!? I'll tell you what's the fucking matter! Namikaze Minato wrote that scroll right and there is only one technique in it you don't know! I need to study that technique so I can understand what's happening."
"Now Naruto, I woul-"
"JUST GET ME THE FUCKING SCROLL! YOU CAN WATCH IF YOU WANT!"
30 Minutes Later
"Finally! Let me see that thing!" shouted Naruto as soon as he saw Sarutobi walk into the office with the scroll in his arms.
Unraveling the scroll, Naruto quickly began skimming through it. "Here it is…the technique Hayashi-otooji used. Hmm…it can send people back in time, but only until they have changed what they wish to change or the casters of the jutsu die…why is it everything has to dying?"
Looking over the sitting blonde's shoulder; Sarutobi took a look at what the blonde was looking at. Widening his eyes, the third narrowed his eyes and spoke in a soft voice. "How do you know about that technique…?"
Lazily looking up at the wrinkly face, Naruto decided to explain the whole story.
48 minutes later
Silence filled the room as Naruto finished telling the tale. With a sigh, Sarutobi leaned back in his seat, which gave a creaking noise, almost like it was laughing at him.
"Ugh…I'm too old for this shit…"
Chuckling at the old man's antics, Naruto spoke up once again. "Well, since I know the main course of the future, might as well change things as it goes along. Ja, see ya later…"
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At the Academy the next day.
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Walking into the chattering room, Iruka, though minorly injured, twitched at the sight. Things were flying everywhere! Gathering chakra into his head, Iruka used the most fearsome jutsu ever created by man…
The Demon Head Iruka no Jutsu
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT THE HELL UP!"
Faster than the speed of Gai on steroids, all the genin rushed to their seats when Sakura and Ino busted through the door.
"Ha! I win Ino-pig!"
"Yeah right forehead girl!"
A loud cough brought the two from their arguing to see a tired Iruka tapping his foot. "Desks, now."
"Hai sensei."
"Now that everyone is here and a counted for, I'll start putting you on teams."
"…Team 7 will consist of Uchiha Sasuke, Haruno Sakura (Add banshee's squeal) and Uzumaki Naruto."
"Matte sensei, Naruto didn't graduate. And even if he did, he's not here."
"I did graduate, and I've been here longer that most people." came a voice from the ceiling as a silhouette dropped down.
"Naruto?!" shouted most people in the class as they looked on at the blonde's new appearance.
"Iruka-sensei, let me guess. Team Seven, consisting of me, the duck-ass Uchiha, and the banshee are a battle speicialized team, team eight will consist of Dog breath, Bug boy, and Hinata (No pairing here) as a resonance team, and since team nine already exists, team ten is the everlasting Ino-Shika-Cho, right?" evaluated Naruto as he went to take a seat.
'How the hell did I not notice the dobe?! I mean, he's the dead last and I'm an Uchiha!'
"Umm…yes, that's right…well, since Naruto just told you your teammates, I'll tell you your sensei. Team Seven has Hatake Kakashi, Team eight, Yuhi Kurenai, and Team Ten has Sarutobi Asuma."
Two hours after the last two of said sensei had picked up their teams, the members of team seven, not including Naruto, wondered what had happened to the bubbly blonde. He just seemed so different! It was if this was a man that had experienced war!
They were pulled from their musing when a tall silver haired man walked through the door. He wore the standard jonin flak jacket, a blue mask over half of his face, and his forehead protector over his left eye.
"…My first impression of you guys is…quiet."
"Patience is a virtue, Sharingan no Kakashi."
"SHARINGAN!?" yelled the last Uchiha after Naruto had finished his sentence.
"Meet me on the roof…"
(To those of you wondering why I'm making Naruto like this, I want him to show off.)
After the members of team seven finally made it to the roof, they saw their sensei leaning against the rail. "Yosh! Now that we're all here, let's get started! Tell me your name, likes, dislikes, hobbies, and dreams for the future!"
Confused, Sakura asked he sensei what he meant. "Is it really that hard to understand? –sigh- (1) Well, My name is Hatake Kakshi and my likes are none of your concern-"
Here, Naruto began to toy with the gray haired man. "He means he likes reading little orange books."
Kakashi continued.
"Neither are my dislikes-"
"He means he doesn't like anyone who likes his precious little books."
"-My hobbies…"
"Likes reading and collecting the little orange books"
"As for my dream, you would never understand."
"He means he wants to star in the movie of his books and meet the author himself." (End 1)
Kakashi looked at the smirking blonde with a wide eye and pulled out that very book.
And pulled it open and shoved it in Naruto's face.
Blood erupted out of Naruto's nose as Kakashi quickly pulled his book away.
"Now that the little blonde is out for the moment, pinky, you're up."
(you know how Sasuke's and Sakura's intros go)
Popping back into the world of the conscious, Naruto glared at the Sharingan wielder.
"My name is…Namikaze Naruto. My likes are ramen, foxes, my family figures, snow, and toads. My dislikes are the Akatsuki, Oto, the Uchiha clan, people who look down on others while placing themselves above others, and the three minutes you have to wait for ramen to cook. My dreams are to kill the Akatsuki and Orochimaru. My other dream is to track down my remaining family."
"…"
"…"
'Greaaatt…I've got a fangirl, the last Uchiha, and an insane jinchuuriki. I must've done some bad shit in my past life.'
Exhaling a sigh, Kakashi told Naruto and Sasuke to be at training ground 14 at 7:00 a.m sharp.
"Hey, what about me?!" asked/yelled Sakura.
"Hmm? Oh, you too."
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Haruno Household
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Haruno Sakura walked through the door to her house as she laid her bag on the ground. She was still wondering what had caused the change in her blonde haired teammate. When the pink haired girl sighed, she caught the attention of her father and mother.
"Sakura-chan! Your home! How team selection?"
Looking up at her mother, Sakura answered. "…to be honest, odd."
"Hmm? In what way sweetheart?"
"Hi daddy! It was weird because of Naruto."
"Him? What it do this time?"
"It's what he didn't do. Normally he wears that hideous orange jumpsuit, but today he wore dark green baggy pants with his kunai holster on his right leg and black ninja sandals. A dark one sleeved scarlet yukata with an engraving of the Kyuubi on the left side of his chest. His right arm, which wasn't covered by the yukata, he had placed a gauntlet over. And he had moved his hi'ate from his head to his left leg."
"Uhhh…okay, but what does this have to do with team selection?"
Clutching a fist full of hair, Sakura said "He's on my team with Sasuke-kun!" with a sigh.
All that was heard were two bodies fainting on the ground.
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Uchiha Compound
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(I'm not even going to explain this in detail…)
All Sasuke did was plot on how to get man ass in his bed and cackle evilly as he shouted over and over, "Die Itachi! I shall teach you what happens to men who give me a one night stand!"
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Naruto's apartment
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Naruto closed his door as he sat down on his couch and let out a heavy breath. Man, the past was more tiring then he thought! When he heard a knocking at his door, he let out a grunt before walking over to it.
Widening his eyes when he saw who was there, Naruto spoke only one word.
"You…"
Flashback no jutsu! (About 2-3 years after bring Naruto back)
Naruto grunted in pain as he was thrown back again. His normal blonde majestic hair had turned red from his own blood, matting it down on his forehead. His cloak was in tatters as he registered a gash in his ribs and lung. Coughing up some blood when he hit a tree, he saw with blurry vision two black combat bots walking towards him with heavy steps.
Naruto knew it was wrong to fight this Kumo nin, but he had to. This man was an enemy of his uncle Hayashi, and thus he felt a duty to kill him.
Struggling to stand, he barely noticed the zanza land right next to his head. Feeling a firm grip cup his chin, he looked into apathetic brown eyes.
"Why do you fight so hard?"
Coughing up some blood on the figure's hand, Nauto cracked one eye open, which he didn't know he had closed, and glared at the person.
"Because I have a dream of peace. A dream to help a precious person's dream come true."
"May I ask who this person is?"
"You haven't earned that right…"
The large figure stayed silent before picking up their blade and walking off.
"Damnit…gomen, Hayashi-otooji…I couldn't kill him…" were that the last words the blonde said as he slipped into unconsciousness.
End Flashback no Jutsu!
Naruto stared at the emotionless brown eyes in front of him as only incoherent attempts of speech came out of his throat.
"Uzumaki Naruto…or should I say Namikaze Naruto?" said the bulky figure as he lowered himself under the door frame to step inside. Naruto made no move to stop him.
Looking over at the black man that just stepped into his smaller apartment, Naruto remembered the man's name.
"Jerod Christgale…"
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A/N: -Frowns- I'm not completely satisfied with chap, but I hope it's good for you.
Don't be surprised if I use other OCs from my other storys in other stories. However, I plan to have Jerod get as much publicity as possible!
I mean, the only black characters I've seen in anime are in One Piece, Shaman King, and Bleach. They don't get enough respect!
1- this is a quote from Living Behind a Mask, a fanfic.