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yo! I know I know! I should be working on my other story: A changing vision of the future. But hey! I wrote like 4 chapters this week. I deserve a break form that story.

I decided to write this as a side story while my main focus will be ACVOTF. I am not sure if i am going to update this story often but there will be certainly more chapters for this story idea.

I had the idea in my head for some time and thought it would be fun and stuff.

so i hope you guys enjoy this new story in the mean time waiting for the next chapter on my other story.

summary:

Years have passed since the Fourth Great Ninja war, when a unknown disaster wiped out the shinobi, with only a few surviors left.

Many many years later, Uzumaki Naruto a typical teenager going through puberty awakens chakra, what is going to happen when he discovers that ninjas were not silly folk tales?

When a terrorist group named Akatsuki appears, with strange powers. Is the reborn Uzumaki ready to fight them or is he going to run away and break the Nindo he vowed in his past life?

The era of Shinobi was over. It all happend when a unidentified disaster stroke the lands. All that was left were small traces of the ninjas knowledge. The surviving clans tried to rebuild the excistence of the shinobi, but failed. Instead they choose to remain a secret while the world was trying to rebuild itself. Passing their knowledge of their clan to the next generation.

While the world moved on the earth became similiar to ours. In ways of politics, technology and living. The small traces that were left of the age of Shinobi were and remained a great mystery to most, only not for the ones that had knowledge of the past and their ancestors.

The remaining ninjas formed secret societies to keep excisting in the new world and adjusted to it. They all blended into the new ways of living, no one knew that shinobi still excisted. They were just myths, old folk tales and fantasy stories parents told their children.

Years passed on and reincarnations began again. Some may not believe reincarnation was real, but it was real. Because many years later our famous and favourite blonde was reborn into the new world that arose around him.

Uzumaki Naruto, son of Uzumaki Kushina and Namikaze Minato. Fourteen years later Naruto was the typical teenage that was going through puberty. He was headstrong, stubborn and loud, just as his ancestor. He had inherited his blonde hair and azure blue eyes from his father, but got his mother's face and personality, a perfect mix between the two parents.

On his cheeks were three faint small scar-like stripes on each side. No one knew the reason of the birthmarks, but it was common in Konoha to have birthmarks so it was not really a strange thing.

This time the family of three never knew about shinobi or anything. But that was about to change soon.

Naruto was a bright child, onlu not in academics, he failed miserably on that subject. The only thing that kept the boy in a good mood was martial arts. He and his family had some strange connection to it as his family owned a dojo. They said fighting was in their blood or something, because they felt natural when they used martial arts.

In school he had not many friends, because people didn't want to get involved with his famous and well known pranks. He mostly associated with some off his friends that were also oucasts on school. The lazy bum of his class with his (fat) friend. And the obsessed dog-lover.

From the girls side there was a lavender eyed girl without pupils and a pink haired girl that was bullied because of her hair and forhead.

The last was not really an outcasts but at the same time he was one. The lone raven haired emo that brooded the whole day, while fangirls fawned over the silent guy.

Life was normal for the blonde, just the typical things a teenager would do all the time. Reading manga, hanging out with friends and eating.

Little did the young Uzumaki knew that a very different destiny awaited the blonde. And it all happend when a terrorist organization named Akatsuki appeared. Many had strange abilities that scientist could not explain clearly.

The subject was all over the news and places. The organization was dangerous as they killed people in cold blood for money and their own secret plans.

A fourteen year old Naruto yawned loudly after the bell rang, school was almost out only one lesson to go, history. The most boring subject of school, all they do is talk about dead people.

Naruto stood up from his seat and gathered his stuff, shoving it into his backpack. He walked through the halls to the next classroom where he was joined by his sleeping buddy, Nara Shikamaru. They always slept through the most boring lessons they had together. Shikamaru was lazy but smart, very smart. People said that his IQ was above the 200 or something, not sure if that is even possible because the IQ only rates till 100.

His history teacher, Umino Iruka, was a young and kind man. He was good at teaching but the lectures were boring and sometimes very sleepy making.

The lesson went on the same as always. Shikamaru and Naruto sleeping through the whole lesson and being yelled away by the teacher. And of course not to forget, talking about dead people, yay!

The bell rang and people started to gather their stuff until Iruka-sensei called out to his class to wait before the would pack their stuff.

'Before we end this lesson, I want to announce that we are goung on a field trip next week with the class to the old ruins of our village. So I want you guys to ask permission from your parents on this special permission slip.' Iruka-sensei said, waving with a paper slip he was holding. 'I want you to hand them in before we go. Well that is it, I will be seeing you kiddies next lesson!'

After the slips were handed out everyone headed their own way. Naruto took the long way home and strolled down the streets on his way home.

Finally he reached his house. 'I am home!' He called out, walking into the hall and hanging his jacket in the wardrobe.

'Welcome back! How was your day?' His mother said, walking out of the kitchen.

'Meh.. It was the same as usual.' The blonde replied. 'So... What's for dinner?' He asked, taking a sniff of the aroma that was hanging in the air. Making a funny face at the same time, it always happend if he tried to guess something.

His mother laughed slightly at her sons face. 'We are eating ramen tonight. Your father will be late home tonight, so I decided to make your favourite dish.'

'Oh I see! Thanks mom!' He smiled. 'I almost forgot, we are going on a field trip to the old ruins next week and I need permission from one of my parents.' Naruto said, taking out the slip and handing it over to the red headed woman.

His mother read the slip carefully through. 'It is not far from the village so I assume there will be no dangers with the Akatsuki group. Give me a pen, then I will sign it for you.'

'Mommm! It is just a field trip! I'm not going to the other side of the world, y'know!' Naruto whined, handing his mother a pen.

'That doesn't matter! That group is dangerous, y'know!' He mother shot back, writing her signature on the slip. 'And who knows where they could show up next!'

Naruto sniffed in the air again. 'Umm.. Mom did you left the stove on?' He asked.

'Oh, I almost forgot! Thanks!' Kushina said hurrying back to the kitchen.

Some time later they were eating miso ramen together, watching television. After dinner the blonde excused himself and went to his messy room. The walls were plastered with manga posters and other typicial teenager stuff.

Naruto lied down on his bed, thinking about everything and nothing. As he slowly fell into a dreamless sleep, not knowing what destiny would held for him in the near future.