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Chapter 1: Death, an Apology and a New Start

In an expanse of white not generally crossed by beings of other than godly origins stood a teenager. This teenager had defining traits that were more than rare for where he originates: hair as black as the blackest night that was unruly, as if he had just woken up. Long sideburns that traced a line along his jaw and joined at his chin in a small goatee (A/N: think Trafalgar D. Law style), his eyes were an outstanding mix of neon purple and sky blue and you could see confusion in them. He wore a black hoodie with a red fur lining over a black shirt with the Assassin's Creed logo on it, black cargo pants and black and red tennis shoes and had three silver earrings on his left ear.

This teenager's name was Jake Crow, a 16-year-old boy who loves One Piece, Naruto and swords. Unfortunately for him, Jake died saving his younger sister from an armed robber and ended up here seconds later, thus confusing the teen.

Suddenly, a flash of light blinded him and before him appeared a being that exuded power but held an apologetic smile.

"Hello Jake." Greeted the being that everybody would call a god, except Jake.

"Hi?" was his answer as a curious glint appeared in Jake's eyes as the teen tilted his head to the side ever so slightly while placing his hands in his hoodie's pockets. "Since you know who I am… Who are you?" he continued.

"I don't have a name, but I am the god of your world." Was the reply Jake got, he crossed his arms, closed his eyes and nodded repetitively in a somewhat slow manner.

"Of course, That makes perfect sense… Not!" was his answer, staring suspiciously at the godly being. "But whatever." He continued, uncrossing his arms. "Say I believe you and please tell me what the dying hell I'm doing here." He drawled out with a raised eyebrow.

"You died in your sister's place when it was her fate." Was the godly being's reply which confused Jake. God saw it and elaborated "She was fated to die, but only a person able to forge her own destiny can change another's, meaning that you don't have a destiny, or at least not here, and died when you shouldn't have." He finished and understanding flashed in Jake's special eyes (not that Jake knew they were special).

"Why was I not supposed to die? Didn't you say I didn't have a destiny?" asked a surprised Jake and God nodded in response before answering.

"You didn't have a destiny here, but you changed your sister's. Changed by your death, she decided to help people like you helped her and saved millions of lives, thus changing some people's destinies too. You are here because you changed the world's destiny by dying when you shouldn't have and so I am willing to give you the chance to live another life, in another world with some wishes if you want. Think of this as a boon for your sacrifice. In other worlds, people without a destiny have a D in their name." Was the explanation which left the teen gobsmacked, his sister became awesome! Good job Valeria! And a D? The Will of the D was what came to mind for Jack.

Then gears started turning as Jake started thinking of what the 'boon' mentioned involved. "So other worlds exist, I knew that, but I find it weird that different worlds would have pieces of the same culture, such as language when at two different points in the universe." He mused aloud, which made the godly being smirk a bit, Jake was smart.

"Of course, they are not exactly in the same universe, those are alternate universes, but gaps in their boundaries allow similarities to appear and events to be perceived by authors and written off as imagination." Was another explanation provided.

"In that case, I will take that boon. My world will be the one where the Naruto series takes place." He thought some more before a smirk made its way to his face, "For my wishes, I want a scroll detailing Vinsmoke Sanji's 'Black-Leg' fighting style, the ability to use Haki and Roronoa Zoro's sword Shūsui." The godly being nodded his head, those were fine choices.

"Those are good choices, but there is one problem. This being a transmigration, you will be directly transferred to that world, but the time flow being different in that Alternate Universe, you will be younger. I would expect you to be 7 years old, be aware that your body changing to accommodate the use of Chakra and Haki, every child you have will have the ability to use the two." He stated, surprising Jake before three things happened, a scroll appeared, followed by the appearance of Shūsui in its sheath, finally knowledge appeared in Jake's head before his body was wracked with pain as his Chakra pathways were created.

Once the process was finished, Jake took some time to adjust to the feeling of chakra and the new memories, which combined the new language (and written language), the knowledge of how to awaken and train Haki and finally a backstory for him. He looked at the god without a name before nodding his head in thanks, receiving a gentle smile in return.

"Its time for you to go, when you wake up you will find Shūsui and the 'Black Leg Style' beside you, don't worry about your clothes as they will have shrunk with you." Stated the god and before he could answer, sent him into the Alternate universe knocked out.

The god sighed to himself "Why are the Destiny-less always so troublesome?" silence was his answer.

(Near a village destroyed very recently by Iwa ninja)

Jake opened his eyes and his eyes were assaulted by the sun before adjusting. He looked at his right and found the Taijutsu scroll and Shūsui in its sheath, but there was also something else: a green belly warmer with a leather strap for a sword. He put on the belly warmer and strapped Shusui's sheath to it (with Shusui in it) on the left side, before taking the scroll and starting to think on where he was before the answer sprung to him in his mind.

He was a day outside a village overrun by Iwa ninja. He instantly was assaulted by new memories about the village and his 'life' in it, with memories of a father and five years' worth of memories. It was about three days west of Konohagakure. Now knowing where he was, Jake took the name that was used for him in the memories: Numeno D. Shizuke

Shizuke started heading in the direction of Konoha, taking to running as a form of training before walking a bit as a break. He continued with this pattern before he got hungry and started looking for food. He found some berries and a rabbit, he had some reservations about using Shūsui as a simple knife, but due to his hunger and a lack of the proper tool, decided to cut up the rabbit with his sword.

After a meal he came to a rather large road that went in Konoha's direction and decided to follow it while continuing to train his stamina. After a while he had the feeling of being observed and seized up. His right hand came to Shūsui's handle, he spread his feet and crouched a bit while looking around for anything moving. Seconds later, four people appeared on the road before him, three chūnin and one jōnin. The jōnin was easily recognizable for his silver hair. One chūnin was also recognizable because of her crimson eyes, but the other two weren't recognized by Shizuke.

Shizuke being influenced by the memories of the attack on his village (not actually his but he has the memories) reacted hostilely to the presence of ninja and started drawing Shūsui while gritting his teeth. One of the chūnin took a stance, but was stopped by a calmer Hatake Kakashi, though still intrigued by Shizuke's eye colors.

"What are you doing here all alone, kid." He drawled out, looking completely relaxed, but his lone visible eye flashed a bit in surprise when Shizuke's eyes flashed with hate but he stopped unsheathing Shusui for now.

"What are you doing here, after all, I wouldn't be alone if it weren't for ninja." Answered Shizuke while gritting his teeth, his eyes shining with hatred, which surprised the chūnin, including Kurenai. It was Kakashi, who answered.

"We are going to a village a day's traveling from here to protect it." He answered, all the while observing the young boy's reaction. Eyes flashing in pure loathing, regret and sadness was what he observed.

"That so? Well, you're too late, I'm the only survivor from Kanawa village!" he nearly shouted, eyes filling with unshed tears. That threw the chūnin for a loop if their shouts of 'What!' and 'No way!' were any indication. The only thing that marked Kakashi's surprise at that, was the very slight widening of his only visible eye before he composed himself.

"You still didn't say what you were doing here." Stated Kakashi, only to receive a glare from Kurenai because of his insensitivity.

"My dad told me to run to Konoha with our family's fighting style and heirloom before he went to defend the village from ninja dressed in red and brown." Was Shizuke's answer and the ninja knew what it meant if the widening of their eyes was their answer.

"Iwa ninja" was the whisper that came from Kurenai, her eyes were wide and there was sadness in her eyes as she looked at the young Numeno. Kakashi sighed before talking.

"You can come with us while we return to Konoha if you want, we will be returning since our mission is a failure." He drawled out, he continued to look at the young boy in front of him as he mulled over the proposition until about 15 seconds of staring, Shizuke nodded and relaxed a bit, sheathing Shusui once more but leaving his left hand on the pommel of the sword. Mistrust being abundant in his eyes.

"Kurenai" he called, getting the Kunoichi's attention. "You will be carrying him so we can go faster." He got a nod, but saw the boy take a step back and gripping the pommel of his sword tighter. After a couple of seconds, Shizuke nodded at Kurenai and relaxed a bit, allowing her to carry him piggyback. He was surprisingly asleep in a couple of minutes.

"Poor boy." Commented Kurenai in a whisper, jumping from tree to tree while carrying the little boy on her back.

His reaction to ninjas made sense now, he had lost his family and entire village to Iwa ninja. The mistrust, sadness and hatred in his eyes saddened her greatly. His eyes, those were beautiful in color.

Some hours later, because of traveling at high speeds, they arrived at Konoha to be faced with Konoha's eternal gate guards Izumo and Kotetsu.

"Already back? What's with the kid?" Asked the former of the two, greatly surprised at the improvised team's swift return.

"The mission is a failure; the village was already destroyed by Iwa ninja. The boy is the only survivor." Answered Kakashi, who had started reading Make-Out Paradise during the return to the village. The gate guards winced at the bit of information they heard, a new orphan.

"We're going to the Hokage tower for debriefing and for the boy's situation." Continued the silver-haired Hatake while ignoring the gate guards' wince. Seeing them nod the team headed to the Hokage Tower.

They arrived in front of the Third Hokage's office and knocked before a 'Come in' could be heard from behind the door, they entered and were greeted by the serious face of the Hokage.

"I assume the news aren't good if you're returning so fast with a little boy." Said the elder Kage, looking at the sleeping boy before a whimper was heard by said boy.

"You are right, Hokage-sama. We return with grim news, Kanawa village was destroyed by Iwa shinobi, this boy is the only survivor." Confirmed the silver-haired jōnin, having stopped reading for a little bit before continuing.

The Hokage gave a nod and a weary sigh before asking Kurenai to lie the boy down on the sofa on the side in the office. She did as asked and woke him up slowly while the Hokage dismissed everyone else and made his way to the sofa.

Groaning was heard as Shizuke opened his eyes, very peculiar ones noted the Third Hokage, very peculiar and beautiful.

Shizuke saw an unfamiliar ceiling and remembering what happened started looking for his katana, while getting into a sitting position he looked around and saw Kurenai not far as well as the Hokage nearing the sofa he was now sitting on.

'So, we're already in Konoha' was his first thought before he was talked to by Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Hello, boy. What's your name?" he asked in a grandfatherly voice with a small and somewhat sad smile on his face while Kurenai simply watched the interaction as she had not been dismissed yet.

"Numeno D. Shizuke." was the simple reply that came from the little boy. What saddened Hiruzen was the distrust he could see brimming from the young boy's eyes, that and the fact his eyes darted to and from like he was looking for something, whether his sword (which was propped up against the sofa) or an exit the elder man didn't know.

"I see… What will you do now?" asked the old man and that made Shizuke bristle a little, how should he know? He only knew this world as fiction, that he has Shusui, a fighting style to study and practice and Haki and how to unlock it.

"I don't know." Was the answer, but it was said through gritted teeth. Hiruzen knew the boy was sad and angry, but he wasn't ready to see grief and hatred from those neon-purple and sky-blue orbs, perhaps the aged Kage was too accustomed to war.

"Calm down Shizuke, we weren't the ones to destroy your village." Stated Hiruzen, which was true but Shizuke still narrowed his eyes in anger.

"No, but you were the ones who didn't protect it." He said angrily. "If you did, I still would be with my family." He finished, unshed tears pooling in his eyes.

"And it is one of my regrets, but we were informed too late of what was happening, that and we still don't know what Iwa was looking for in your village." Defended the Hokage.

"Maybe it was members of my family, my dad told me we had some sort of special power called Haki." Said Shizuke, surprising Hiruzen and once again catching Kurenai's attention.

"Haki?" was the question she mumbled as the black-haired boy nodded.

"To explain it to me, dad compared it to chakra, saying that chakra the embodiment of our energy, being physical and mental compared to Haki which is the embodiment of the Will." He recited, surprising the adults in the room. Such an interesting power.

"Three types of Haki, also called the Three Colors of Haki. The Color of Observation, the Color of Armament and the Color of the Emperor." He said "And I'm the only one left that can unlock and control the power of the Colors of Haki." He finished in a soft voice.

"You were with a scroll when we found you, what is in it?" asked Kurenai, curious about the scroll now resting on the sofa next to the boy.

"It contains the Taijutsu of my family and all its secrets the 'Black Leg Style', that scroll and the sword Shūsui are family heirlooms." He finished without telling more, thinking about what to do while the others still waited for his answer on the subject.

"Hey, Hokage-san." He called, getting the attention of the waiting adults. "Can I join the village and the ninja academy? I just don't want to be put in an orphanage." He asked. This surprised the two adults as they thought he would hate ninja after what the Iwa ninja did.

"Yes, you can. You don't have to worry about being put in the orphanage, I have some apartments that are empty beside a girl your age. You will get a stipend each month until you earn your own money so as not to worry about rent." He explained, which surprised Kurenai since that wasn't done for everyone, but seeing as he had a bloodline…

"Thank you, Hokage-san." He thanked the aged Kage before said Kage gave him the directions and keys to his apartment. Shizuke strapped Shūsui to his belly warmer and took his taijutsu scroll before bowing and going out towards the red-light district.

(In the red-light district some time later)

In the red-light district in an apartment complex completely empty lived a 7-year-old blonde-haired and blue-eyed girl she had three whisker-like marks on each cheek and wore a blindingly orange jumpsuit. Said girl was called Uzumaki Naruko and was going home.

She was in the hallway to her apartment when she saw a boy of her age who had the blackest hair, she ever saw, in front of the door next to hers.

He wore a black hoodie lined with red fur over a black shirt that had a strange symbol. He had a green belly warmer where there was a sword strapped on his left side. He wore black cargo pants, red and black tennis shoes and three silver earrings to his left ear.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" she loudly called, she saw the boy turn his eyes to her with a hand going to his sword and she felt herself gasp at his eyes, they were so pretty, but also piercing.

"Hokage-san told me that I live here now." He told her in a voice that lacked some emotions, his eyes cold and piercing. That surprised Naruko, someone willing to live near her? The 'demon' as more than 90% of the village thought of her?

"Really?" she asked, eyes wide while tilting her head to one side. The boy nodded.

"I assume you live here?" he said with a small but true smile, when he saw her nod, he extended his right hand.

"My name is Numeno D. Shizuke, what's your name neighbor?" he asked, also tilting his head slightly to the side, his eyes projecting warmth that Naruko was not accustomed to. She extended her hand in response and took his.

"My name is Uzumaki Naruko." She finished in a voice softer than before. He nodded.

"Pleasure to meet you Naruko-san." He said before letting go of her hand. He unlocked his door and looked at Naruko.

"Feel free to knock at my door anytime you need anything, or if you want some help with something, even if it iss just to talk I'll open my door for you." He said before entering his new apartment, leaving a bewildered Naruko in the hallway before she pulled herself together and entered her own apartment, took a shower before eating and going to bed. Her only thought before being claimed by the darkness of sleep was 'things will be more interesting from tomorrow onwards.'

In his own apartment, Shizuke had eaten and taken a shower before going to bed with Shūsui under his pillow.

His last conscious thought was that 'Life is bound to get more interesting starting tomorrow'.

A/N: That was chapter 1 of this story, chapter 2 is already in the works. This story is not up for adoption.