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December 24th

WAWWW WAWWW The cry's of a baby were all that were heard even from miles away but, for some odd reason they were closest to me, wait. NO, NO, NO WAY, DON'T TELL ME I HAVE TO START LIFE AS A BABY ALL OVER AGAIN... NOOOOOOOO. sigh At least I was somewhat comfortable, from what I could tell a sweet looking redheaded nurse was gently carrying me and rocking my small body in her lush arms while slowly singing a sweet lullaby under her breath with a light smile. That managed to quell my crying and put a smile on my face. So, from what it seems I was either born in a pretty good area that was one of the smaller village or it could possibly be one of the major elemental villages.

I don't really care where i'm born though as long as it's somewhere safe with a somewhat decent economy. Though, I do wonder how baby life is going to be... I shut my eyes and attempted to make a weird face but it probably looked like I was struggling to shove out a large turd but, baby life will most likely be boring and i'll forget it all. Suddenly the nurse started shifting her arms and moving me into the hands of another dark red haired women. I started seeing a trend here both women have dark red hair which either means its just a coincidence or I was born around the time the founding of the great villages happened and, i'm in Uzushiogakure. Or the Uzumaki somehow lived but, one thing that I think I'm almost 80% sure on is that i'm an Uzumaki.

I was gently being carried by my mother who had tears slowly rolling down her eyes after each blink a new one managed to slither its way out from her crimson red eyes. Although I wasn't paying much attention since currently I was frantically looking around the room attempting to find my father. Since having a father figure would be nice, yet there was no sign of something like that whatsoever and, since there was no sign of my father i'm most likely fatherless yet again.

suddenly a large man with dark red hair slicked back and a scar running across his right eye, another scar on his nose, and finally a scar on his right cheek ran into the room. His eyes were practically glowing it was as if he had just seen god reincarnate in front of him he was also full of battle scars. He quickly ran over to the woman who was softly crying and carrying me, with almost blinding speeds making me flinch out of the sheer noise his shoes made whilst clashing against the cold wooden floors. tears were flowing down from the mans eyes while he had a large smile plastered on his face.

"He's so precious..." the red haired man said while slightly rubbing my head with a light smile and a few tears running down his face and then continuing. "I love him...I love him so much my little boy." He said with such sincerity that made my heart warm and made me feel amazing just from the love and care I was gettinng. Have you thought of our little boys name yet? Well you do remember when we were kids and decided that we would get married and planned out our entire lives." My now mom had spoke with a smile and a little chuckle before rubbing my head and continuing with what she was saying. "I decided we'd go with the name we agreed on when we were just children."

"Ayato Uzumaki."

"I LOVE IT" the man quickly replied with his eyes still locked on me in awe, tears practically raining down from the mans eyes. I let my thoughts trail off before continuing my original thought process, at least i'm from a notable clan like the Uzumaki though, I do wonder how they're still alive. My questions will probably be answered sooner or later so no reason to put so much effort into finding out about my current situation as of right now.

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I was currently in a basket from what I could tell my parents were carrying me back towards the home I had to spend a few extra days in that hospital though the reasons why still make me shiver and shudder in fear. Who knew things like circumcision would hurt so much my thoughts about the circumcision were suddenly cut off by the voice of my mother. "We're here my little baby" she said trying her hardest to do the baby voice most people do when speaking to baby's. "Honey you know I don't think he'll understand you" my dad said nervously while rubbing the back of his head.

"Obviously I know that but its so fun to talk to my little baby boy Ayato, isn't that right my little baby." Her tone managed to shift from a stern one back to the baby voice I had no idea how she managed to do it but I also didn't really care. My eyes narrowed away from my parents to the sight in front of me. My eyes had almost popped out of my sockets the house we were in front of was huge and had me mesmerized it was almost indescribable the beautiful feudal japan styled home with beautiful gardens and ponds. There was a small bridge we had to walk over that was right over a well kept pond with fishes. The home was something you would only see out of video games or movies with red painted tips and a beautiful black.

it would put my old little apartment to shame which I mean it makes sense considering that it was around 5 of us living in the apartment with only 2 room's and 1 bathroom. I was drooling over this home though it was covered by trees of all kinds there were gardens everywhere and two small pond's with two sakura tree's on each side of the large estate I couldn't tell how big it was but if I had to give an estimate it would be around a few acres of land each pond had small fishes inside of them. I managed to make all of these observations as my mother walked towards the doors of our home she slowly slid them open with a large grin on her face.

It was breathtaking there were swords with gorgeous designs displayed each hilt of the sword had a new design and the swords looked of the highest quality. There was also armor on display it looked like what most of the older generation of shinobi would wear in Naruto such as Hashirama, Madara, etc this was also new to me I was completely stunned by the beauty of the sword. Although I wouldn't be able to marvel at the interior design choice in front of me much longer due to how tired I was as I was still feeling some of that pain from earlier so I decided i'd take a nap.

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It had been around three months from what I could tell off of the calendar my father had inside of the room, being a baby definitely wasn't easy i'm pretty much encaged in this crib. I've managed to start standing and i'm getting really close to walking I can almost feel it in my leg muscles i've been attempting to do light exercises on things like my tibilias, calfs, etc to make my legs be able to sustain my body weight. Being a so called 'prodigy' makes it a lot easier considering most children don't even start crawling till 9 months.

Still though it really bugs me that I can't just walk and I have to be fed its all so tedious most of the time I spend my days sleeping, shitting myself, and watching my father train. The only entertaining bit is watching my father train yet I can't keep up with him my eyes haven't grown to keep up with his speeds. Oh and the food its so terrible I mean how do baby's enjoy it my mother most of the time mushes up food with some type of ninjutsu its almost as if its just her blending it up I guess its true that chakra can do pretty much anything.

It was about that time my eyes grew weary as they slowly shut my entire brain felt like it was turning off as I took a look towards my parents bed. It was dark and I couldn't see much from my crib but it looked and sounded like they were having fun hopefully I would stay a only child though. I closed my ears and fully shut down before hearing a groaning noise followed by loud breathing

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It had been 4 years I was walking, talking, hell I was even making purchases at the local markets for my parents. Yet, I enjoyed every second of it staring at the sun rise or the moon fall, playing with all the different animals in the village, just walks through the small cozy village was all so surreal it was so beautiful the grass was so green the air even smelt different it was all just so beautiful. Not to mention that this village is an entire Uzumaki civilization it contains all of the people who managed to escape death during the attack on Uzushiogakure. When I say all the people though I only mean around 1500 or so people live in the village its a really strange mixture of people though. Its either really old Uzumakis who when they initially escaped Uzushiogakure were already really old or already really young. But, now the older Uzumaki are in their 100's and the younger Uzumaki are around their 20's so theirs only a handful of children actually living in what I like to call new Uzushiogakure.

My father and mother were one of the younger people that managed to escape since they were around 14 and now they're both 25. The entire destruction of Uzushiogakure happened during the third ninja world war which explains most of my fathers battle scars well what I think at least. One thing I do know though is that my father is the now deceased Uzukage's son which made some sense since we live on the biggest estate in the village and were well off in terms of money. The entire village was amazing everyone was nice, they all made really good food and even the people in their 80's looked like they were in their 20's it was a bit weird. Besides shops, restaurants, and things most towns had, it had a pretty good size library too. Which I only checked out once. I had too small of a retention rate to care to much for it but the library was full of fuinjutsu's ninjutsu's, kenjutsu styles and jutsu, also some taijutsu styles and jutsu too. Well at least thats what my mother told me since she's constantly trying to get me in the library.

My home was considered somewhat of a meeting ground for big events or meetings with shop owners who needed some help financially or something along those lines. since my father was the son of the Uzukage they all had entrusted him with the entirety of the village. Such as the economy of the village and things of the sort. In turn most people treated me with a lot of respect and I have to admit it was nice.

I guess I was pretty lucky, yet luck won't last me long in a world like this with well trained ninja who would kill without any remorse nor a care in the world. I've also been told lots of stories of Uzushiogakure from the older people in the village. According to them Uzushiogakure was a beautiful place with many strong shinobi we had also developed many incredible jutsu. The village's defenses were almost impenetrable due to the intricate sealing jutsu performed to keep the village defended. Thats why three of the great elemental village's had attacked Uzushiogakure together, it was because they had feared our power more then anything. That story in particular still rubs me the wrong way, they destroyed a civilization just because of the power that they held. It was disgusting, what makes it worse is that no village attempted to help us whatsoever and the people dear to me now such as my mother and father had to run for their lives.

Thats why I had made a promise to myself... i'd never ever allow anyone to hurt those that I hold dear, if I so fail at that task I may as well take my own life.

Though if I wanted to achieve that goal i'd have strengthen my body from a young age. Still... being in such a small body did cause a lot of difficulties when it came to training I was an athlete so I did have my methods. I quickly grabbed a pen and a notebook from my desk counter and began scribbling down words into the notebook.

My training regimen consisted of

3 Sets Of 10 Pushups

3 Sets Of 20 Sit-Ups

3 Sets Of 20 Squats

3 Sets Of 30 Second Planks

3 Sets Of 20 Russian Twists

5 Laps Around The Village

These were the daily exercises that i'll be doing every day no matter how hard i'll have to push myself. Every day that passes i'll add 5 more reps to my pushups, situps, squats, and russian twists, i'll also add 1 lap around the village albeit I assumed i'd be fine considering the village wasn't too large nor too small and should make me much more durable. I'll also be adding 10 seconds onto my planks every day.

Now onto the main schedule.

Monday-Leg Day

Single Leg DB Lunge (3 sets of 4)

Leg Extensions (3 sets of 4)

DB RDL (3 sets of 4)

Calf Raises (3 sets till failure)

Tibialis Anterior Raises (3 sets till failure)

Tuesday-Pull day

DB Curls (3 sets of 6)

Wide Grip Lat Pulldowns (3 sets of 6)

One Arm DB Rows (3 sets of 5)

Rope Hammer Curls (3 sets of 6)

Bench Press(3 sets of 4)

Pull Ups(3 sets of 3)

Wednesday-Rest day/Attempting To Mold My Chakra

Thursday-Push day

DB Lateral Raises (3 sets of 12)

OH DB Tricep Extensions (3 sets of 4)

Rope Tricep Pushdowns (3 sets of 4)

Incline DB Bench (3 sets of 3)

Flat DB Bench (3 sets of 5)

Seated DB shoulder press 3 sets of 5)

Friday-Rest day/Attempting To Mold My Chakra

Saturday-Library day

Sunda *KNOCK* *KNOCK*

I stopped writing down in my book before narrowing my eyes towards the door, "come in" I spoke softly. "Hey kiddo" my father replied peeking his head out of the slightly opened door while speaking with a soft smile.

"Whats up dad is something wrong? nope nothings wrong, kiddo I was just wondering what you were up to" I stared blankly before realizing the opportunity that I had "Oh nothing you know just writing down my training regimen that i'm starting on." My father stared blankly towards me whilst giving me a confused look. "Wha-What? A training regimen already?" A small smile showed up on my face and a chuckle escaped my lips "Yeah you know I don't have anything filled out yet for Sunday, So I was Wondering-" Before I could finish he abruptly cut me off practically yelling in excitement. "YES I'D LOVE TO TRAIN WITH YOU KIDDO WE COULD DO KENJUTSU SPARRING AND I COULD TEACH YOU SO MUCH." The casual stoic face of my father dissipated and lit up with joy. "Perfect then Sunday for kenjutsu sparring with father." My father just nodded his head aggressively with a large smile plastered on his face and slammed the door shut.

I looked back down at my small notebook after letting out a giggle at my fathers antics continuing to write in the notebook before speaking out loud, "Well then Sunday-Training with father." Today was Sunday though so i'd be starting my training tomorrow I decided i'd attempt to mold my chakra for the first time I had yet to be able to do anything with my chakra.

I slowly made my way into a criss cross position putting each of my hands on a different knee before shutting my eyes and breathing in every 8 seconds and breathing out every 10 seconds. Attempting to calm my thoughts as much as possible, before I knew it hours had passed by and nothing came to me. Was it me? Was I just not ready yet, sigh I started to untangle myself from the current criss cross position giving up for now on my chakra molding as it all felt futile. Until something started to what felt like tug on my brain I opened my eyes after hours of having them closed I was welcomed to an abyss of darkness. At the end of the abyss was a bright red and blue fire which seemed like they were clashing battling almost for superiority between each other they were also far into the dark abyss I felt like I couldn't reach them no matter how fast I ran.

I decided to start walking towards the blue and red fire my walk soon turned into a jog, eventually it became a full on run. The closer I got the more the euphoric smell, warmth, and beauty of the fire managed to reel me in closer to the blue and red fire. I stopped from what I could grasp looked like around 5 meters away yet the heat of the fires clash was still burning me. I decided i'd keep pushing through the fire but the heat become more and more unbearable. I attempted to shield my face from the heat by throwing both my arms over my face yet to no avail. Tears started dropping from my eyes due to the pure pain my eyes had felt even whilst they were closed. The blue and red fire had suddenly came to a standstill the heat seemed to calm down I grabbed my throat due to the pain it was in from taking in all of the smoke. Finally a second of peace is what I thought before the two orbs of fire's standstill ended and they clashed yet again sending me flying back all the way back to where I had started leaving sear marks on my clothes. I felt another tug similar to the one from before I blinked and I was back in my room my clothes still had sear marks on them albeit I wasn't in any pain my throat did feel a bit weird though.

Well it definitely looks like I wasn't able to mold my chakra... sigh hopefully I get it another day. I took off my now ruined plain white tee well at least it was just my white tee and not my nice pajama pants I said whilst looking down towards my cookie monster pj's.


Downstairs

I was getting changed out of my pajamas and rapidly putting on the basic ninja gear ranging from my ninja sandals, to metal arm guards, and things of that sort. Since today was Sunday and that meant me and my father were going to spar this would be were I could really gage my strength and see where I can rank up against other ninja as of now. So far my training was well to sum it up in one word hell, I mean the weights I were lifting were only three pounds yet to my little body they felt huge. I managed to just barely push through my workouts, there were even days were I had thrown up and I even fainted mid rep once.

I slowly slid open the wooden doors to the outside I was greeted by the beautiful pink sakura trees and my father who had his wooden sword laid on the ground while he was in a criss cross position he slowly opened his left eye looking towards me whilst his right eye was unmoved. Well? Are you just going to stand there and stare at your old man or, are you going to fight me?" he said sliding a wooden sword across the grass towards me. I tensed up grabbing my sword although I had almost 0 swordsmanship ability I wasn't going to go down without a fight.

I picked up my wooden sword still tense I shut my eyes and listened in for a moment all I could hear was the birds chirping and the leaves blowing in the cool wind. Then the birds chirping suddenly turned into the birds flying away from the nest and loud footsteps rushing towards me. "CLOSING YOUR EYES IN A BATTLE?" My father yelled yet my eyes stayed closed it wasn't on purpose it was my body forcing my eyes to stay shut. I managed to just barely dodge a slash I dashed away managing to create some space. Yet he was right there grabbing me by the face with his bare hand tossing me across the yard. I quickly regained my composure whilst my dad got out of his stance swiping his sword to the side keeping his body steady and his eyes keen. I took in heavy breaths while the grip of my sword became tightened.

"You're doing good kid but don't forget... I can reach you.. in a second." Before I could react a hand was placed on my chest and a wooden sword was forced onto my neck. My eyes locked with my fathers and all that I could see was a smirk on his face before I let out a awkward smile "You did good kiddo we do have to work on getting you to hit me though" he said with a sly chuckle. The sword was released from my throat and I dropped mine to the ground slowly walking away and ready to head back inside with my head hung low from defeat. "So Just like that you're going to give up no round two?" My father asked questioningly.

I was ready to say no that I would pass but then I remembered my promise I have to get stronger no matter what to defend those I love and also defend myself. "YES LETS KEEP ON GOING, LETS KEEP GOING TILL MY LEGS GIVE OUT, I'LL KEEP GOING TILL I CAN'T EVEN CRAWL BY ALL MEANS I'LL KEEP GOING." I said with a puffed out chest and a big goofy looking face whilst flexing my arms. My dad raised an eyebrow before letting out a chuckle "okay then kiddo get ready we have a lot of work to do."