Alright, here is the 2nd chapter of my Naruto/Kingdom Hearts 'Shinobi's Heart' fic.

I am going to be honest, this chapter was planned to be longer, but due to me being sick at the moment and the inability to put longer chapters at this moment. I thought of keeping this a shorter. Worldbuilding (for this case) will take longer for me to do if I want to do it correctly, at least to an extend.

So I hope you all like it and keep following it. Leave reviews down below how you thought about it - it supports the project.

Kurogane7. thanks for the help.

Anyway, let's get down to business.

Mystical House

While in his residence, a lone bearded man dressed in a sky blue cloak was hard at work writing words into a scroll with a quill, taking a moment to adjust his glasses before focusing upon his writing. There was a need to finish the document as quickly as possible.

"Pfft, documents, documents, documents. My luck." grumbled the old man, "Surely there is a word for this, but I cannot fathom as to what it is."

"That would be a monster called 'bureaucracy,' Merlin."

"Hmmm?" Merlin hummed, turning his head upwards to look around with his glasses down, "Who said that?"

"In front of you - old friend."

Merlin pushed his glasses back up, and to his surprise, he found a colleague standing before him; a mage that outranked him on the usage of magic.

Even when the man with the sorcerer's hat had a full-grown beard that was still close to its original hair color. The man had a stern look on his face, but that was often a misjudged appearance once you get to know him.

"Ah, Master Sid!" Merlin smiled at the presence of his colleague, "How goes life? Though I must ask, how did you come in…? It seems that my doorbell doesn't work."

Sid nodded. "I'm doing splendidly, Merlin, Thank you for asking." He took notice of the scrolls and documents on the table and asked. "What precisely were you busy with?"

"Oh, business as usual; there is no rest, even when my inkwell is nearly empty," Merlin explained, irritated, waving nonchalantly as he reclined in his seat, "Mainly schoolgirls from many locales across this particular world. Nearly a hundred girls, and a few of their parents."

"Almost a hundred?" Sid asked, quite taken by that number. "For what purpose?"

"Aqua managed to evacuate many of them through the portal before the darkness took over their planet. It was a sad sight to be fair." Merlin said, shaking his head sadly, "It is heartbreaking to see many of them realizing they might not see their parents ever again."

And for a moment, Yen Sid turned his face slightly around as he sighed in defeat - as it felt like a pinch to his heart hearing yet another world being perhaps totally taken over beyond any rescue. As it has become the painful norm for some worlds now that were being engulfed by the Heartless.

"And now?"

"Schoolgirls they may be, but they are still a handful, I daresay," Merlin stated, chuckling, "They are trying to live on with what they've got. They were, however, glad to have their tanks brought over with them."

Yen Sid was, however, lost for words. "What are these 'tanks' you speak of, old friend?"

"Far too difficult for me to explain, but the important point is that they're settling down at the moment." Merlin spoke as he added. "I've just finished all of their registrations and they are starting to enter a school for further education, but also for the few parents' their new business' they'll be opening, like a barbershop. So maybe you and I can try it out for once."

The both wizards shared a short chuckle at that thought, just then when an unexpected third sound made its entrance.

*Moan!*

"Ah, looks like our little friend has awakened. Just for supper." Merlin chuckled as he pulled up the tablecloth a little bit. "Come out, Hen Wen."

Rustling could be heard nearby as a small pink ball in a makeshift paper bed stirred awake, its form slowly coming into picture as the snout and tail of a pig made itself clear. The now-named Hen Wen yawned before stretching her back and her legs.

"Good evening, my little pink friend. You must be starving, aren't you?" Merlin smiled as he stood up and went to grab something he prepared in the small kitchen. "Here, some leftovers from…somewhere."

Laying down a plate of leftovers that was mixed, it didn't seem to bother the little pig who dug at the moment it touched the floor, making a little bit of a mess as she ate.

Yen Sid then took a look at the pig, not taking long to then recognize her, but before he could raise his question-

Hen Wen's face shot open as she looked like she was shocked by something, looking around and looking frightened as she started running around while squealing and screaming.

"What's gotten into you now?" Merlin asked the small pig as he took the plate of food. "You little scoundrel, I've not given you anything over date…I believe so."

"Dallben…"

"Hmm?" Merlin looked upwards, with his finger dipped into the pig's food. "Pardon me?"

Yen Sid spoke upon naming that name. "The little one, it belonged to Dallben, right? He was her former owner."

"Yes, yes, of course she is his," Merlin nodded as he wondered. "Dallben merely asked me to look after her until his return."

"She has a gift of visions," Sid reminded him, "When she is frightened, something is about to happen, or is already happening."

"MERLIN! MERLIN! BWAAAH!-"

The sound of a familiar voice was heard as the door was shut open as a white feathered duck came crashing in, wearing blue clothing as it fell against the floor and nearly hit Hen Wen who ran away scared from the duck.

A duck with an often loud mouth, hard-understanding, but loyal kind-hearted hothead. Who's happening to be close friends and a good fighter to his disciple. Yen Sid spoke his name.

"Donald…"

Raising his head up, Donald Duck began shaking his head to then stand up to see Merlin.

"Merlin! You need to come quick!- Master Yen Sid!" Donald spoke in shock seeing the master, as he spoke in his incoherent manner as he pointed frantically out the door. "Something happened, you need to come! It's important!"

Yen Sid turned around and looked at his fellow wizard, and he watched as he saw Merlin trying to calm Hen Wen down. Who wasn't stopping looking at all sides with that haunted look.

There was something, and this was too great for a coincidence. And with the companion animal of Dallben, it was anything else than that.

"Lead me, Donald."

Traverse Town - Infirmary

In a room where most of the beds were empty, the infirmary wasn't used to having to deal with so many cases of injured or wounded residents or even new arrivals, as it was a small-run building owned by a few good people who were a helping hand.

But in this case, even the most experienced healers were unprepared for the person laying on the bed. The only part of the blond's body that was spared of the excessive number of bandages was his face, as the only thing the healers could do there was to clean his wounds. His clothes were hanging nearby on a hook, drying out and within sight of him.

Instead, he was laid underneath the blankets with some of the sleeping garments they found, as his upper body wore just the white shirt, allowing his good arm and prosthetic to be shown.

"He sleeps so innocently, doesn't he?"

"Oh, he surely does."

"An odd young man indeed."

Those three voices started to descend from the air as they were flying with wings, and they started to land on all sides of the bed.

All three women were seen wearing very medieval looking dresses, one in pink, one in green and one in blue. All three of them circled the bed as they went closer.

"Look at him, he mustn't have a clue what is going on." Flora, the woman in the red dress stated as she landed right to the left side of the young man. "Tifa said this young man arrived here by himself, in such conditions."

"Terrible, indeed, dear." Fauna agreed, the woman in green, who shook her head at the bandages she had placed. "He most likely will have no clue what has happened to him once he wakes up."

Merryweather, the woman in blue however, stood at the end of the bed and eyed the blond young man with a frown, as little was indeed known about this young man who came to Traverse Town.

She then happened to then turn her face towards the chair - where his backpack was seen hanging alongside a few pouches and the remnants of his clothing and other belongings.

"Let me see who you are, young man…" Merryweather silently spoke whilst flying towards the chair.

"Dear, what are you doing?" Fauna asked, holding a hand over her mouth. "You cannot do that, it is a violation of his privacy."

"But we don't know anything about him." Merryweather stated as she landed next to the chair and used her wand to open the backpack. "From all we know, he could be one of Maleficent's underlings to try to mingle into this town."

Then in response, the young man's backpack was closed again, causing Merryweather to be stunned, until she saw it was Flora who did it.

"But we don't know that exactly." Flora said as she addressed her. "We cannot make up our minds, not until Master Sid arrives."

The two fairies Flora and Merryweather, had a long-standing, but mostly decent rivalry in both thought, but more often colors. But after recent events forced the three of the Fairies together to reside in Traverse Town. Both women had clearly different views on the proper method to preserve life and fight the Darkness, but both Traverse Town and its inhabitants' interests at heart. Flora sought to aid any newcomer to preserve this sanctuary town, while Merryweather was wary of newcomers and prioritized fighting the darkness off.

The very darkness and its creatures that consumed their world, to which they were one of the very few survivors of.

Fauna, who was the often mediator of the two, was this time focused on the unconscious young man, who she could only wonder what his story was. Seeing he indeed arrived here by himself, meaning he most likely was the sole survivor.

She looked at the young man's face, with his whiskered face, she wondered how he got those marks. At first, she thought they were scars, but a closer inspection revealed that they were indeed marks, like that of one of the animals of the forests around the old cottage.

"And I say, we check his belongings!"

"And I say, don't!"

Fauna turned her attention to the two fairies and saw them going at each other while using their magic to open the young man's backpack, seeing they were not keen on giving up as Merryweather went on.

"Don't be foolish to think this boy might not be an infiltrator. He can unleash hundreds of those little devils and cause chaos."

"That you don't know!" Flora protested, trying to reason with her. "We don't know the boy, or who he is or where he comes from!"

"Oh yeah? And what about this!" Merryweather responded, pulling a sharp piece of metal out of her sleeve. "Why was this on him?"

What she happened to summon, was a three-pronged dagger that the fairy in blue found on the unknown newcomer, with then alongside that knife multiple variations of that same dagger.

"Don't tell me these daggers are for hunting or some sort." Merryweather made her case. "This looks like it belongs to a thief, or even an assassin of some kind."

Flora however, was not focused on the fact these daggers were found, but the fact they were even pulled out.

"You went through the young man's belongings without permission?!"

"Dear, I am serious about matters like this!" Merryweather stood by her actions, angered. "I do not trust this young man!"

"Please, no fighting."

The voice that said that, came not from Flora, nor even from the mediating Fauna, but instead from the doorway where the caretaker of this infirmary stood an elderly woman with whitened hair tied to the sides of her head in three bands, and two red lines across the bridge of her nose. She wore simple furs and leathers, which would have suited her quite well in low temperatures, but would have been stifling in warmer conditions, and simple leather moccasins. In her hand, she carried a long walking stick made from a branch that she used to channel her magic.

Surprisingly enough, the three good fairies knew from experience that this human woman was equally as capable as they were in the art of magic; the main difference being that she borrowed her power from nature. Much of what she was capable of doing with her power revolved around the healing arts, but they knew that there was so much more to her than simply being a healer.

"Tanana."

The gray woman with the never ending smile gave them a humble nod. "Oh please, Fauna. Just call me Nana for short."

"Nana, dear." Flora spoke respectfully. "I'm sorry, but-"

Holding her hand up, the shamaness walked over with her stick as she spoke. "I know what's been happening. You're both concerned. Especially you, Merry."

The blue-dressed fairy looked almost ashamed, as she knew that what she did was against the wishes of this human who she respected to a good degree.

"I'm deeply sorry." Merryweather apologized as she held her wand tightly. "I just…want to protect what I can."

Knowing the good intentions that the blue fairy had, Nana however reached for the daggers and moved them back into the backpack before closing it before walking over to the bed.

"Nana?"

The Alaskan native approached the bedside, and proceeded to then check with her hand, the bandages and state of the young man's body. Simply inspecting the patient she happened to tend the wounds of.

"This young man…is truly extraordinary. I can sense his energy." Nana started as she was smiling at him. "He's strong, no doubt about it; yet I can feel he's kind-hearted and full of good intentions. But…"

Fauna looked distrusted. "But what?"

At this, Nana's smile faded into sadness of compassion. "He's lived a hard life…hatred, sadness, pain and regret…feelings I am all too familiar with - that of a warrior."

"A warrior you say?" Flora asked, concerned. "Like that of a knight?"

Hearing that earned a sigh from the shamaness as Nana nodded in agreement. "Yes, Flora, like that of a Knight - and one who had just come out of a war."

That made the three Fairies look back at the blonde boy, as they were now given a clue to whom, or rather what, he might actually be.

"A knight, you say?" Merryweather asked, "And you say he's strong?"

Nana nodded. "I sense that in him."

"But does that mean, he's possibly a-"

"He has the scars of a warrior," Nana confirmed with a careful, but somber look over the boy. "I believe the young man might've been in battle right before he got here."

The three Fairies looked at the boy in awe, with a tinge of sympathy; even in their time, knights rarely ever returned to their masters as the same person. Tanana herself also wasn't new to this, as the tribes of her world were often engaged in warfare against one another, and with those that did not come back having been given a burial observed by her.

"The young man will surely be dealing with this new reality soon, once he wakes up at least."

"And for that I ask you to help him, Tanana."

The women in the room turned around to see they were given the presence of Master Sid himself who entered the room unannounced, alone as he was walking up towards the bed where the unknown young man was laying on.

"Master Sid."

The experienced master gestured to his fellow magic users as he then stood alongside the shamaness who he entrusted the care of the infirmary, and who he respected for many reasons.

"Tanana, what do we have here?"

Nana began humbly. "I believe this young man, I felt like you should know it for yourself."

Following up on her suggestion, the blue-clad wizard leaned over and faced the unconscious blond with his staff, nodding respectfully to the Shamaness.

Nana reached for the shirt that the boy wore and lifted it upwards, exposing the stomach on which then they saw the black drawings on it that were written.

"What is that on his chest?" Flora asked. "Are those runes?"

"I don't know, I've never seen writings like those before." Fauna said just as confused. "What do you think, dear?"

Merryweather narrowed her eyes. "Looks like one of those eastern writings, but cannot put my finger on it."

While the fairies were wondering what it was, Master Sid studied the runes with interest, holding his hand over the inscriptions and planted a palm on it.

….

….

….

The bearded master then removed his hand. "He is a Keyblader."

The mutters ended in silence, the fairies all taken aback by the news. The Shamaness remained unbothered.

"But I'm certain you have already had your suspicions, haven't you?" Master Sid asked, turning to the person in question, "Tanana?"

The elder Nana nodded with closed eyes. "I'd had an idea - given most of his wounds were already being healed by the time I'd arrived."

"And you this is not just any Keyblader, correct?" Master Sid asked for confirmation. "Those inscriptions show it…."

Nana confirmed what Master Sid suspected, her words effectively confirming those suspicions.

"He's from Hagoromo's world…"

That name plagued Master Sid's thoughts, now that he was certain where this young man had come from, alongside Nana. But the three Fairies however were left clueless, to which the master turned to them.

"You can leave now. Your services are needed elsewhere."

The three fairies knew better than to question Master Sid, and left the ward with a polite nod. Confident they were alone with their ward, the elder master and the Shamaness turned their attention back to the young man on the bed.

"The young man needs to rest, and someone to talk to. No doubt he'll be confused and confused on where he is once he wakes up." Master Sid stated as he asked. "Tanana, I entrust you into helping him once he awakens. Can you do that?"

Nana looked at the blond sympathetically as she regarded her friend. "I'll be looking over the boy. You need not worry about my schedule."

"Very well then."

Traverse Town

As the night went by in the small town, news quickly spread around after the news of the newest arrival in the infirmary, with the most vicious wounds anybody had ever seen. The chatter was non-stop as they discussed the recent happenings.

"Have you heard? Apparently Master Sid went to the infirmary."

"No way, the King's master? Who told you that? It has to be rumors."

"No, the Three Fairies confirmed it."

"Do you think the young man will be alright? Those wounds were horrible."

"Oh yes, his blood was mixing in the fountain. I pity the person who has to clean it."

That was the chatter Tifa heard from the populace as she nursed a cup of coffee in front of her, swirling the spoon inside of it while in deep thought.

"Tifa?"

"Hmm?" Tifa looked up, to find her friend on the other end of the table.

Her companion was a slightly younger girl in a knitted, turtleneck tank-top with a leather harness to support the metal pauldron on her left shoulder, and a pair of gloves. She had a slim figure, but not so thin as to be hard on the eyes; much of her form was built of lean and wiry muscle for swift movements and spry acrobatics. Her black hair was bobbed, complementing her coffee-colored eyes, while providing contrast against the bright pallor of her skin.

"Something on your mind?" she asked. "Your cup is still full, and you haven't even taken a sip."

Tifa sighed and laid her hand over her forehead. "Sorry, Yuffie. I'm just…not focused now."

The girl identified as Yuffie, smiled and gave a small giggle.

"It's okay, no need to apologize - you were thinking about that guy you saved, didn't you?"

"Yes, and it's been bothering me." Tifa said leaning back into her seat while crossing her arms. "I just couldn't believe the amount of cuts he had on him - as if he was cut by a monster."

"Yeah - those were some very icky looking wounds." Yuffie said while she took a bit from a cake she ordered. "Heh, maybe he got mauled by a Big Horn."

Tifa looked at her friend. "Yuffie!"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Yuffie smiled upon making that remark, she continue eagerly. "I am somewhat interested in this guy. You mentioned something you found, yes?"

"Uhm, yes." Tifa acknowledged as she grabbed for her bag and pulled out a cloth. "I kept it wrapped up."

"Lemme see."

Doing that, Tifa unwrapped the cloth and showed that in it was a sharp blade, one ponged with two less sharp points, but it was made out of metal and had no rust on it whatsoever.

"No way is that-" Yuffie picked it up and inspected it with amazement. "Yes it is! A Kunai knife!"

"Something you're familiar with?"

"Of course! It's a weapon most ninjas have." Yuffie inspected it for any rust that she wasn't able to spot. "And it's in good condition too! This means that guy you saved must be a good Ninja."

Tifa gave her friend a doubtful look before she then realized something when she remembered. Right before the young man was covered in wounds and similar equipment that Yuffie was used to working with. Meaning her theory might be solid.

"TIFA! YUFFIE!"

Then landing on their table came a small but livable animal on four legs, with its brown fur, the little man didn't need any introduction.

"Koda!"

"Hey guys, it's been a while. I saw you guys sitting and eating." Koda, the small brown bear said, the noisy but confident and likable cub spoke to his friends. "So I decided to come and say hi before me and my brother are going back into the forest. You know, doing our usual thing."

The two girls couldn't help but giggle at the talkative Koda who always managed to barge in and gain the spotlight of attention, even allowing him to go on as he was also adorable.

"So what were you guys talking about?" Koda asked curiously before he closes his arms. "Or am I not allowed to know?"

"Koda!"

The cub's eyes shut open at the sound of that voice, the one he knows too well as he turned around to see two grown bears approach the table.

"H-Hey, Kenai, hey Nita." Koda jumped off the table and tried to speak. "I was just talking to my friends-"

"Koda. How many times have I told you not to run off by yourself." The male adult bear scolded him with a frown. "You know it isn't safe to go off by yourself."

Koda looked down, a bit ashamed that he got told off by his older brother.

"I'm Sorry…."

THUD!

The young Koda felt then on top of his small head, the nose of Kenai leaned against him as the cub saw the big bear's eyes closed as the stern face had turned into that of somberness.

"I am just worried about you, Koda." Kenai suggested softly. "I do not want to lose you to those creatures…"

Koda smiled and snuggled against his older brother. "I know, Kenai, I know…"

The two brothers, who were not bonded by blood, but by destiny. Had a deep bond that really was one of a kind that the gods of their home world had brought them to.

It was a sadden sight once those who knew the story how only a few of the bears' world managed to escape before the Darkness consumed it - with nearly everyone else of their loved ones.

Except for one, the female bear, Nita. The bear who was the female counterpart of Kenai. A human who had chosen voluntarily to transform into a bear to be alongside the bear she knew as a young boy.

"Nita."

"Hmm?" The female bear turned to the table. "Yes?"

"Why are you guys going back to the forest?" Yuffie asked. "You can stay here, you know."

Nita sighed and turned fully to the women. "Kenai and I decided to be there for the moment. The town is a bit too dangerous for us now."

"Dangerous? But there are no Heartless around here." Yuffie responded quite confused.

"It's not the Heartless…" Kenai said, frowning, "We've got Poachers trying to get us for our hide. The same people who are chasing down the dogs here in Traverse Town"

Poachers? Criminal activity? Yeah, even in this sanctuary town, this kinda thing still happens. Not everybody that comes here is good-natured; some pretty nasty people settle down in Traverse Town too. They normally don't show up in the day, usually operating in the night from the outskirts of the town and dabbling in some less-than-legal dealings to make a dime.

Tifa was saddened and said. "I'm sorry you have to deal with this."

"No need to apologize, we're used to this as bears." Kenai said as he shook his head. "But these poachers are not stopping, they recently even are going after anything that is walking on four legs. So I'm not taking any chances by staying in the town."

Koda and Nita nodded in concern for the decision Kenai made for them. Their safety was his top priority.

"We understand, and so will Nana." Yuffie smiled at them and said. "But just so you know, if there's any problem. You can ask us for help."

"That we know - but we'll be leaving now." Kenai said as he bowed his head in respect. "Have a nice dinner."

"Goodbye."

"Bye." Koda waved at them as they left the table and he waved at the girls. "I'll bring you guys a fish when I come back!"

The two human girls giggled at the cub's offering as they waved him off, alongside the couple bears who disappeared into the corner. Leaving the two girls by themselves to resume their conversation.

"Well that leaves just one thing." Yuffie went back on topic. "Will you go look this guy up once he wakes up?"

"Well uhm…I think about waiting for that." Tifa said, a bit unsure on what to do. "I can imagine he'll be very distrusted on what just happened to him."

"Hmm, you think?"

Meanwhile

Now still laying on the bed in the Infirmary, the blond stranger was still accompanied by Tanana, who was given the privacy to work in peace, caring and nursing the young warrior.

The sound of water dripping down into the bowl, she had dipped a small towel into the heated water she would then twist to allow herself to use it properly.

She turned around to the young man in the bed whose face was already covered in sweat. A sign of something wrong with him. A possible cold or a fever he might've gotten from the fountain he fell into with his open wounds, or whatever the young man was doing prior to his arrival.

"Young man… I can see you're one of many gains."

Nana put the towel over the blond's head and began whipping the sweat off his face and even went to clean his neck. With the amount of sweat his skin was producing, he most likely was having a bad fever.

"But also of many losses." Nana said with a kind voice, "Long before you came here, I can see you've lost friends, loved ones…"

She even went over the whiskers as she then had the towel moved to the arms, where the wounds were already healing, but the sweat was present there too for her to clean.

"A warrior with many wounds indeed, but it's the ones in the mind that will open up once you awaken."

The question was, when would he wake up? The boy was in good health for most part, yet he responded to nothing that would get him out of this situation.

But then a smile on Nana's face grew as she knew just what might be of help, as she turned to her bag and fished out an object from it.

Opening it up, she fished out a fistful of brown and white Eagle feathers. Of the one that was to a young man who had joined the next life and had met with her right before the Darkness took over.

"Sitka." Nana spoke. "You will be helping me, even after your last departure…"

She then laid the feather on the boy's forehead, and watched as it glowed brightly.

A sign that a connection that was taking effect.

…

Deep in the mind of Naruto…a light figure appeared out of nowhere as it then was seen flying like a bird, across the darkness its light was illuminating.

Then it began to fly towards the closest thing it was and landed on it - it was the unconscious form of a giant orange-furred fox with multiple large tails - twitching at the first touch it felt.

"Ugh…."

The big fox woke up as his eyes began to wander around while opening. At first hand he felt nothing different.

"What the… What happened?"

Just then, when his chakra began to flow again - including his senses - he woke up to a surprise that even the Tailed Beasts were unprepared for.

"No…No, no, NO! WHAT'S GOING ON!?"

*Moan*

The panicking Kurama turned to the sound and found Naruto laying on the sewer water, unconscious like he was, the young man was most likely like him unaware where they were.

"Naruto, wake up!"

No response was given.

"Wake up!"

Still, the unconscious mind of Naruto still did not give any response as he remained laid on his back, with clothes drenched in sewer water.

Then the release of pure anger and Kurama's chakra did the trick as it surrounded Naruto's body and he then-

"WAKE THE HELL UP, NARUTO UZUMAKI!"

Naruto's eyes shut open just then.

…

And like in real life, The young man's eyes opened up with his body sprung right upwards.

*GASP!*

The Shaman woman was taken aback by the sudden awakening by the young man. Even questioning her own abilities for a moment.

"Well I'll be…" Nana said, looking at one of Sitka's feathers with a chuckle. "I've still got it."

*Tap!* *Tap!*

Then before she knew it, Nana saw the young man having stood up from the bed on his bare feet. His gaze darted around the room, the fear and confusion written all over his face.

"Young man…" Nana spoke with caution. "You don't need to worry… You are safe."

That voice made the blond, whiskered man turn around and face the elderly Shamaness. Making eye contact - both were strangers to one another.

"Who are you?" The blond panicked by stood in formation of that of a fighter. "...And where am I?"

Nana could read this person was not at ease, and knew she had to be careful to talk to him to ease his composure with her.

"My name is Tanana, but you can call me Nana." She introduced herself to him with a reassuring smile. "Fear not, I am the Shamaness who has been tending your wounds in this infirmary. May I know your name?"

Hesitant at first, the blond then took caution to look around first and noticed he indeed was in an infirmary, meaning she wasn't deceiving him.

"And? What-"

"Its Naruto." He fully introduced himself to the old lady. "My name is Naruto Uzumaki. A Shinobi from the Hidden Leaf Village. Where am I and how did I come here?"

Naruto's direct line of questioning was perhaps an understandable option he took, as he indeed now was in a situation where he was all by himself without his team, far away from the snow mountain climate where he was supposed to be, and in a clean medical infirmary with this unknown woman.

*Pat*

Instead of a straight answer, Nana sat on the bed and patted her hand on it for Naruto to come closer, to which he did as e noticed a chair and grabbed it while sitting on the opposite side of it.

While still on his guard, Naruto decided to listen to what this woman was about to say - because she didn't give any form of threatening aura to her - the Shaman's words however were already sounding hollow.

"Young Naruto, I'm afraid of what I am about to tell you - will change your life."

TBC

Hope you all enjoyed it.

Peace!