*Two Years Later*
A shadowy figure bounded through the dense jungle. A lone bird called through the darkness, sending a signal to the small frame.
"Where are we going now?" a deep voice inquired thoughtfully. "You've done your two years, accessed my chakra, and you've grown quite fast for a six-year-old. So, kit, it is time. What village will replace Konoha?"
The figure stopped. Just then, a shaft of sunlight broke through the canopy of leaves and shone directly on the shadow. Six-year-old Naruto Uzumaki pointed his sapphire eyes skyward. "I don't really know Kurama. I know Iwa would kill me on sight due to my resemblance to my father." the boy said, deep in thought.
Over their time in the wilderness, Kurama had explained that his parents were in fact the Yondaime Hokage Minato Namikaze, known as Konoha's Yellow Flash, famed for decimating an entire Iwa battalion in mere seconds, and Kushina Uzumaki, one of Konoha's greatest kenjutsu masters, known as Konoha's Red Death.
"I heard Kiri is in the middle of civil war right now, so I think that's out of the question. Suna… the Land of Wind is just a little too hot for me." pushing his long, scraggly hair out of his eyes, Naruto continued. "I guess the only option left is to go to Kumo." he finished "I suppose." Kurama said from within the boy's mind.
With that, Naruto began jumping through the forest again until he came to a grove of mangrove trees at the start of a mountain range. "I think Kumo is somewhere in these mountains." he said out loud. A lone Kumogakure jonin heard his voice, and quickly threw a kunai to draw out the supposed enemy. Naruto was too wrapped up in his own thought to sense the jonin, but is heightened sense of hearing picked up the kunai whistling through the air. "Gah. Someone found me." Naruto thought. Dodging the kunai, he ran quickly to the next tree in the grove, and the jonin followed his movements.
The jonin quickly released a barrage of shuriken towards every tree, causing Naruto to jump to the ground. The jonin did a double take. This little kid managed to scare him to where he attacked? And then dodged all of his weapons? The kid got into a crouch, and reached for the bo staff slung across his back. The jonin took a closer look at the boy. He was barefoot, with torn black pants and a ratty old green t-shirt. The bo looked like it was hand-carved, with a flame pattern wrapping around the entirety of the staff. The sling also appeared to be handmade, with a hollow portion a little shorter than the staff to allow the staff to be drawn, and was tied to the boy's back with a rope.
"W-who are you?" the jonin asked with a hint of fear. The boy was emitting massive amounts of killer intent. "I could ask you the same… wait, are you from Kumogakure?" Naruto asked. The man was dark-skinned, with white hair that flopped over his left eye, with the standard one-strap white Kumo flak jacket, with a sword on his back, with the character for water tattooed on his right shoulder and the character for lighting tattooed on his left.
"This is dull, but yeah, I am a Kumogakure jonin. My name is Darui." he said in monotone. "Whew, he stopped with the killer intent." Darui thought to himself. "Why do you want to know?" he asked slowly. The boy relaxed. "I wish to join your village." he said plainly. "Well at least he won't be attacking us." Darui thought with a shiver. "Very well, how old are you?" "I am six years old." Naruto said with a grin. Darui shivered again.
"Follow me." Darui said, and he took off towards Kumo. Naruto wasted no time in immediately jumping after him, towards his possible new home.