A/N – Yeah I know it must suck to have the prologue be the first thing you see, but you see, I am similar to Shikamaru. I am simply lazy, I'll have Chapter 1 up on 9/13. By the way, just because I posted this on 9/11 doesn't mean that it's a curse, I've had a few idiots tell me that at my high school today. Now, on with the Prologue.
Prologue –
'I wish I didn't have to leave…' thought a rather saddened looking boy. He had unruly, blond hair, orange track suit, and a large, dark-green travel pack. "…Ero-sennin…" a large, old guy with white hair turned to face the boy.
"Naruto, you know that we must leave if we want to keep you hidden from the Akatsuki. One more miso ramen, please!" A rather old man poured a steamy substance into a bowl and passed it to a young girl who brought it to the sannin. "Oh! Thank you my dear girl that was quite fast!" He looked down at the bowl and drooled over the contents. It had chicken soup with bell peppers to make it a nice, sweet and spicy soup. There were two slabs of beef that looked juicy and delicious. The main attraction was the noodles, which held obvious signs of a Rasengan on them, which indicated the assistance of Naruto. And finally was the shavings of onions, which, if you weren't crying over the taste, would make you cry. The sannin slurped down his soup and paid the five-hundred yen that he owed. "Come, Naruto, time to go." Unknown to them, an indigo haired girl with lavender eyes and gray sweats was hiding behind the stand, listening.
"Naruto-kun…"she whispered to herself, unable to bear the thought of Naruto, her number one inspiration, being away for three years.
A/N – Well, that's the end of the Prologue. If anyone would please review this, I'll get Chapter 1 up on 9/12 instead of 9/13 if the reviews are good. Remember, negative encouragement screws people up.