Becoming President

"Divine/large beings speaking"

'Divine/large beings thinking'

"Normal talking"

'Normal thinking'

" Action"

Disclaimer: This work is not me trying to offend someone. Naruto and the United State of America aren't mine.

Naruto Uzumaki

America is at war once more. Dad's deployment in Bosnia was redirected to Afghanistan. Mom was worried when he was directed from a peacekeeping mission to an actual war zone, but when I saw the condition of what was happening in the Balkan on Tv. I'm glad Dad was redirected to Afghanistan. At least you know who's wrong.

The Nation is in mourning after 9/11. People talk of revenge, shifting the narrative to us vs them. At least, that's what the politicians in their gilded seats and people on Tv are trying to do as they try to find something to blame that is nearest to them. Trying to find someone to blame for the attack is convenient and easy. You just have to blame the people that worshiped the same God, the people that are under the same religion that these terrorists use to justify their attacks.

"Fucking Muslim, get out of this country!!" A child wearing a red shirt is beating up a Muslim child that is holding the Quran and protecting the book with his body. 'Hatred isn't born from the get-go.'

The other kids in the schoolyard just watched, some horrified while others cheered at the sight of violence. 'Hate doesn't mean you have to actively hurt, but inaction can also be hate.'

"Terrorist scum!!" The kid wanted to throw a rock but was stopped as his hand was being held. 'Hate festered because of experience, taught upon, and imitation.'

"Nathan?" The kid that wears the red shirt is genuinely confused by my action. "Why did you defend him?! He's a fucking TERRORIST!!" Seeing me not responding to his question the red-wearing kid got angry and proceeded to punch me. 'Hatred will always cloud even the greatest, smartest, and wisest people with ignorance. How do you think it would affect the truly ignorant?'

"Shut up Max." Blocking the punch with one hand. I glared at Max. He seemed terrified by me and I pushed him strong enough that he fell to the ground, bottom first. Turning my sight to the Muslim kid that was bullied I helped him to get up from his feet. "What's your name?"

"Aaron Omar," he answered. The kid is African American; judging from his accent, is not an immigrant. "I'm not an immigrant my grandpa converted to Islam in the 1960s in the civil right era." Aaron seemed nervous.

"I don't care. What I do care about is are you alright?" Before Aaron could speak Max screamed that startled Aaron. "Did he hurt you in any way?" When Aaron was about to speak Max screamed.

"What the fuck; Nathan?! What the hell is wrong with you?! You're fucking white!" He left the schoolyard and ran back into the school's main building. "You'll pay for this!"

I-I'm alright," Aaron is a bit surprised by Max's sudden outbursts of racism. "Just some couple of bruises, nothing that I can't handle."

"Good. If you need help just call me ok," I hold his shoulder with both of my hands.

"O-Ok thank you, Nathan," said Aaron.

"Just call me Naru, it's my nickname. Well then goodbye Aaron." Before I Left I felt Aaron grab my shirt.

"Want to be friends?" I smiled at his request.

"Sure."

A girl with short red hair sitting on the three alone crying as other girls are standing in front of her mocking her red hair. One of the girls that were standing in front of the short red-haired girl pulled the red-haired girl's hair. "You're ugly you ginger bitch." The red-haired girl cried.

"Rebecca is ugly, Rebecca is ugly!" Having enough of the insult she has taken, Rebbeca clenched her fist and punched the girl that pulled her hair.

"SHUT UP!!" The other girls saw her furry; scared and promptly ran with tails between their legs. Her eyes darted at me who was standing on top of the three branches with eyes full of concern. "Why didn't you help me?! Do you also hate me?! Is that why you ruined my hair?!" She was about to run, but with a chakra-powered jump and dash I was able to stop her from running by grabbing her arms." Let me go!" She screamed and cried.

"I-I was about to help you but you've already helped yourself before I can." Confusion can be seen on her face as I say those words.

"Why? Didn't you hate me?!" She asked me with teary eyes. "Isn't that why you ruined my hair?"

"You were not the target, it was just me making contraptions to whoever goes to class first. It was randomized, not targeted." She started to wipe her tears. "Besides, I would never ruin such beautiful hair. It reminded me of my mother." Both of them.

"Then why are you here?" Rebecca asked with a blush on her face.

"I want to say sorry for what I've done. What I've done to you was extremely childish and distasteful and my Mom was really mad at me. Will you forgive me?" I started to grab her hand tightly.

"I'll forgive you, but you have to buy some skittles!" I laughed at her childish request.

"I can do that." I immediately agreed with her condition.

"And be my friend!" I blinked at the request. But ultimately a smile formed on my face that is so large you can see the teeth.

"Sure."

It was the last week before dad served his last tour to Afghanistan. He decided to take me fishing and teach me how to hunt in the nearby lake. It was hours of driving before we arrived at the fishing ground. The water is clear and surrounded by lush oak forest. Mom is not coming with us as she said it was time for a dad-son bonding moment.

"Cmon Naru, grab the bait, let me teach you how to fish and hunt." I was tasked to move the small thing out of the truck, while dad was grabbing his backpack with a bolt action gun on one side and a fishing rod on the other.

I already know how to fish and hunt. As a Ninja, life made you depend on nature entirely on some missions. But I have never used this advanced tool before. Sure we have fishing rods in the Elemental Nation, but we don't have the rollie to shorten the fishing line and we don't have guns, merely arrows and kunai. So this will be a learning experience for me.

Dad decided to teach me how to catch a fish first as it was still morning, and he said that fish tended to swim deeper when it was hot. Now that's a fact that I don't know about. He showed me how to throw the bait, but was surprised at how quickly I learned to do it. It was the only thing similar to how to fish with the fishing rod I have at the Elemental Nation and 'Murica.

"That's my boy," he ruffled my hair, feeling proud I supposedly learned it fast. "Now hold still while we wait for the fish to take the bait." Following his order, I grabbed the handle of the rollie part of the rod and just stood still. Before long I felt something eat the hook and pull me.

"Dad, I caught one! What should I do next?" I asked him. He grabbed my hand and moved behind to help me.

"Now you pull the rod and spin the reel but carefully we don't want the fishing line to snap." I looked at him with confusion.

"Reel?"

"The spinny part," dad explained

"Ohhh," with his help, I caught a fish.

"A smallmouth bass; not bad for your first fish son." I felt proud even if this is not my first time fishing. It felt great that my parents complimented me. "Want to fish more?"

"Yes," I said enthusiastically. Dad chuckled seeing my enthusiasm.

We caught a couple more and put them in a container that we brought from home intending to cook it with mom. As we were done putting the fish, we heard the sound of animals moving in the bushes. Dad looks at me with a grin. "Time to teach you how to hunt, Naru." Dad grabbed his gun, a single-fire type, and removed the scope. "Now you may hate me for removing the scope, but I want to teach you how to hunt without one. Is that ok with you?"

"Sure," I answered.

"Good. Now let's hunt some deer." He put the rifle on his back hanging it with the straps. "Now remember to move quietly, we don't want the deer getting spooked." He advised me. Nodding, I let my ninja training kick in and my walk became silent as if it was stepping into a cushion. "You're really good at this hunting part son." I grin upon hearing dad's compliment.

"How do you think I stole those cookies from mom?" He chuckled.

As we moved along the forest, we spotted a large deer grazing on grass. Dad signaled me to lie low and prone on the ground. Giving me the rifle he whispered. "You still remember how to handle a gun?".

"Yep," putting the gunstock on my shoulder I take a deep breath and align the sight to the deer's head. Dad is holding my shoulder to support me. With a soft squeeze, I felt the gun recoil hit my shoulder, but was stopped by dad's hand.

With a boom, the bullet hit the deer's head and immediately made it dead painlessly. I looked at dad excitedly waiting for a proud look from him and was not disappointed at all. "Good job son, now let's skin it." He walked to the deer's corpse and pulled out a knife. "Can you handle it?"

"Yes dad, I'm not a kid anymore." he smiles melancholically.

"I guess you aren't. Now c'mon; help me skin the deer."

It was a great day.

It's been two weeks since dad taught me how to hunt and fish. He's now in Afghanistan doing something there. I never knew what part the army dad is a part of. But he said he jumped a lot of planes and helicopters. Must be between air assault or airborne.

Mom is busy at work, so she wanted to hire a babysitter, but I advised him to pick me up at Aaron's house, as it's close to our home. Mom agreed and since then, I'll hang out at Aaron's house after school and mom will pick me up to go home. Mom is still iffy about me hanging out with a Muslim but approves when she and Aaron's mom bonded in cooking. 'I gotta say, Halal food is delicious.'

Rebecca is still being bullied and doesn't have friends, but that was before she hung out with me and Aaron. Our trio is famous at school. Aaron is the voice of reason among us, Rebbeca is your stereotypical feisty red hair, and me; the prankster of the group.

If there's a food fight we will win, if one of us is bullied we'll beat anyone who is bullying one of us to a pulp! We're pretty close for a friend group.

That's my day-to-day life, just me hanging out with my friends, learning doing extracurricular stuff like Parkour and Karate, with me being the champion. It's so easy doing those stuff it feels like I'm using a gaming term that Aaron likes to play with me smurfing.

Talking about games.

""Halo, Halo, Halo, Halo, Halo."" I and Aaron said at the same time while Rebbeca was done with us. We are currently in line for one right now.

"What's so good about this game anyway?" Aaron dramatically gasped at what Rebbeca just said as if it was heresy, which it is.

"How dare you! This is not a merely simple game you can play co-op and have a LAN party with it! The possibility of fun is endless!" Rather than make Rebbeca "enlightened" it only made her more confused.

"Yeah, I don't get it. I'm not a nerd like you guys." The nerd comment made my heart and Aaron's pierced by imaginary arrows.

"What Aaron is trying to say is we can play it together at the same time." Rebecca made a visible understanding face and nodded.

"So how did you guys afford it? I mean you need a new console to play it right?" Rebecca asked.

"I used the prize money from my winnings at last month's Karate tournaments. While Aaron was so hyped about the game, he saved up his money since the game was announced and some extra money from his parents to buy it." Rebecca blinked after hearing that.

"And how much did it cost?" Both of us sweated when hearing Rebbeca's question.

"400 bucks," Aaron muttered quietly.

"Huh?" Said Rebecca.

"400 bucks!!" I said out loud ashamed that we spend that much money on a game. Rebbeca, hearing this, proceeds to laugh hysterically.

"Oh, God you guys spend 400 bucks for a game! HAHAHA. This is the funniest thing I've heard in about a month. What a bunch of nerds!" The other people on the line were also insulted as most of them now bowed their heads in shame.

"Well, when we play the game we won't let you play it!" Aaron trying to defend himself.

"Yeah like I would play that stupid videogame, hmph."

So anyway after weeks of playing the game we can safely say that Rebbeca is a monster in Halo.

It started 1 month before dad returned from his last tour when that event happened, the event that steeled my resolve to change this country.

Why did it take a tragedy of that kind of proportion for me to have this resolve? I always question myself about it even when I'm already president. I am ashamed because of it.

It was the end of May approaching early June. School semester was about to end as we were taking the test to be promoted to the next grade. We are currently in the second class of grade school and with this test will be promoted to the third class. I, Aaron, and Rebbeca were separated as the teacher doesn't want us to cheat in the exam for all of the students.

I was answering the question in my test easily as I'd already learned about it in the academy and with Iruka sensei. There are some exceptions like science and history, but I've studied with my clones, so it's fine. 'Who are America's founding fathers, hmm.'

As the clock was ticking, I heard a bang and broken glass at the school entrance. I immediately stood up, alarmed at what I just heard.

The teacher seeing my action was confused as she and the rest of the class didn't have super hearing because of chakra, but a gun should be loud enough that even a normal human can hear it why can't the-. 'Suppressor!'

"Nathan, is there something wrong?" Broken out of my stupor I screamed.

"Gunshot! I can hear Gunshot!" The air grew tense, people gulped and the teacher that was watching our exam was confused.

"What gun sho-"

Bang

Bang

Followed by a scream of people dying. The teacher's eyes widened and immediately called 911. "Do not leave the class! Yes hello, there is…" I ignored the teacher's warning and immediately sprinted to the origin of the gunshot. 'Shit, Rebecca's class is near the entrance!'

"Wait, Nathan!!" I ignored the teacher's desperate call for me as I have more things to be concerned about.

With each passing step, I can hear the scream of innocent civilians, and gunshots could be heard. With passing steps, those sounds get louder and louder. With each passing step, my concern grew heavier.

In the hallway that leads to the main entrance, I see the bloodied footprint of the perpetrator leaving one class for another class only to get bloodier each time he leaves. The most recent ones are leading to Rebbeca's class.

My heart beat faster, I ran as fast as I could, arriving at the door to see a bloodied Rebbeca looking straight at the gun barrel of the suspect half-consciously. "No!!" I desperately tried to stop the gunman with every chakra and muscle I could with my hand reaching towards Rebbeca.

'Not again I don't want to lose people I love anymore.' The image of all the friends I've lost flashes across my mind, Neji, Pervy Sage, Nagato, Konan, Mom, and dad. tears started to flow. 'I don't want to lose anyone anymore. Please help me, Kurama help me!'

Time slowed down for me, as adrenalin was pumped into my body. "Kurama help me!!!!" I screamed out loud.

The trigger was pulled and I can only watch helplessly.

" I heard you, Naruto!!!" Almost instinctively my body moved on its own. Moving so fast I was a blur to the untrained eye. I felt Kurama's familiar chakra on my body, but something was wrong, I wasn't glowing. I stood between the bullet that was traveling towards Rebbeca and blocked it with my bare hand, saving Rebbeca from being shot in the face. At this point, Rebbeca is already unconscious.

"What the?!" The gunman looked confused and reacted fast to shoot me. But I was faster, kicking the gun, it leaped into the air while shooting its bullet. The gunman panicked and tried to grab another gun, but was stopped by my right arm; which was hitting his face with such force that the impact made him fly into the nearest wall and knocked him unconscious from my right hook.

Gasping for air as that thing that I just do costs me a lot of energy and chakra, but that's not important Kurama is back! Before I went to speak to him Rebbeca's unconscious body started to fall. I caught her and before she could fall and put her on my lap.

'Where have you been you dumb fox! I was looking for you Bastard!' I smiled when I looked at a familiar Biju grinning at me from his metaphysical room.

'Shut up you brat! It was hard for me to reform after that thing transported us to this world, chakra is rare in this dimension. I see you've accustomed yourself to the local populace, Nathan.'I was about to berate him more, but he just said a thing.

'Thing? What thing?' Wtf does he mean we're transformed by something?

' I'll tell you more about it when we have time, but right now, local law enforcement is coming so you have to deal with that bye Naruto. Wake me up when you're done with the police.' I heard Kurama's voice start to disappear in my head. I heard Rebbeca cough and immediately clean the blood on her face on instinct.

"DPD! Put your arm in the goddamn air." The police cleared the room and one of them kneeled next to me. "Son, where's the suspect?" I pointed at the unconscious gunman and the police jaw was hanging in the air. "What in God's name happened?

"Uh, my training kicked in?"

Afghanistan, Panjshir valley, Delta force, Northern Alliance.

Michael Russell

On horseback, I and my squad with a couple of NA forces are patrolling the valley to find an enemy.

"American, look," the man gave me a telescope. I look through it to find a group of Taliban fighters in the base of the valley. I whistled at the sight.

"That is one large grouping of Talibs," I muttered to myself. The NA fighter was about to scream to his comrades, but I stopped him. "No, element of surprise," I said the last part in broken Arabic, but he seemed to understand what I meant.

"Hey sir, are we going to fight them or the B-52s? Either way, I'm not complaining." I chuckled hearing Ramires humor.

"Well, this is too much for us to handle so an airstrike is more efficient than a couple of guys shooting 5.56," I said to Ramirez.

"You American and your air superiority." The man next to me scoffed." One day that thing will bite you in the ass." An experienced NA fighter said with a scoff next to me.

"Maybe sir, but not today, today it's raining bombs." He laughed upon hearing me and just shook his head in amusement. Grabbing my radio I called for air support. "Badger 1-7, this is Alpha 9-1-5. I need you to drop some ordinances at enemy position 84-72. 72-90. Do you copy? over."

"Alpha 9-1-5 copy, 84-72. 72-90. Over." A female voice responded.

"Roger, drop when ready." unknown to the Talibs but one sole B-52 is flying overhead dropping munition In their position.

"Oh, this is going to be good," Ramirez muttered.

"Oh, in did; it will," moments later a series of explosions moved to the Talib's position hitting our target. Looking through the scope I can see the Talib's forces are in disarray. I smiled looking at the sight and grabbed my radio. "Badger 1-7 I repeat accurate fire, I repeat accurate fire over."

"Copy Alpha 9-1-5 returning to base over," the NA forces that accompanied my squad cheered at the sight of the bomber Taliban forces some even fired their gun in the air.

"Whooooeeee!!" Ramirez screamed in excitement.

"We're not done yet, American. There are still some survivors." The same old fighter told me. Looking from my shop I sighed at the confirmed bogeys.

"Why don't we just finish them off ourselves?" I stepped down from my horse and grabbed my extended barrel and scoped; attached M16 from my horseback while adorning my body armor.

"That's the greatest idea I've heard from you," the old fighter smiled at my decision. "I'm beginning to think that you Americans are cowards who like to hide behind the shadow of your airplanes."

"That's how we do it, sir. Never fight fairly." I grinned.

The clean-up operation was a bit anticlimactic as most of the surviving Talibs are barely alive. We decided to return to our base to resupply our ammo and food. And rest for the night.

"Sir, the antenna is online we can finally watch tv." Ramirez entered my tent. Feeling bored I followed Ramirez to the Base rest room. There was some NA fighter that was curious about American Tv, green beret guys, other deltas, and even Cia's ISA and special activity. Overall, a good crowd to be in.

Taking a seat at the edge of the crowd I grabbed a coffee cup.

"Ahh, there it is, the proud father with his genius Son. You still want to talk about how smart your son is and how good he is at hunting deer?" The man said mockingly, but it was all in good fun.

"You'll understand when you'll have children, John. You just blinked and they'll grow so fast." John rolled his eyes.

"Me, kids, not happening. I'll be a bachelor for life, thank you very much." He drank the coffee that was in his hand.

"A school shooting occurred at Maybury Elementary on Monday morning as children were attending for their exam joining us now…" I immediately stood up from my seat.

"Don't change it!" The one who's holding the remote nodded, understanding what I'm thinking about.

"What's wrong mike?" John asked, concerned with me.

"That's my son's SCHOOL!!!" I said with a raised voice. Making my way to the Tv I stand near it but not blocking the view. 'Oh, God please save my son.'

"We have news coming in that a student named Nathaniel Russell." I was about to fall unconscious, preparing for the worst. The other guy that watched tv recognized my name; widened their eyes. "Have knocked out the suspect with a right hook," huh?

"What," I heard one of the CIA's special activity confused which is a big fucking deal.

"Sir isn't that your son?* I heard Ramirez.

"Shh shut up," John told Ramirez.

"The police said that Nathan heard the gunshot before anyone in his class, told his teacher about it, ignored his teacher's order to not comfort the gunman, and then saved one of his friends Rebbeca Harth from the gunman with a right hook. This is the image of when police found Nathan and Rebecca. Warning the image will be disturbing for some viewers. '' Naru is holding Chris's kid with such gentlemanly and calmness while wiping one of the blood from Rebbeca's face, surrounded by blood. The image is powerful and made a certain aura for Nathan.

"That is one prince charming scene." One of the Delta guys blurted.

"We have information that our hero is a 2-time champion in Karate, the holder of a black belt, and also a 2-time champion in parkour. Make sense how he made it so fast to the scene and how he dealt with the suspect. His father Michael Russell is in the army while her mother is a nurse at Ford Hospital." The image of Naruto holding his trophies with me and Cassie standing beside him smiling.

"Damn you're training a super soldier mike? He's a genius, a good shot, and also an athlete." John can't believe what naruto has achieved.

"We now have an interview with Nathaniel Russel." The tv screen changed to Naru being blanketed with a sheet of fabric. "How are you feeling after you've saved your friends in your school Nathaniel?" Naru just blinked in confusion and look at the camera with mouth agape

"Uhh, hi?" He said nervously.

I can't help but cry in relief, anger, and swelling with pride. "That's my boy."

Again im not American so don't be mad at me if I made an original school shooting… that statement is fucked up on so many levels, holy shit!

I'm using the school partly because some of y'all recommended it.