Chapter 1: Lost Heritage

Naruto: The Rising Shadow

Chapter 1:
-Lost Heritage-
By MasterZap 777

The realization came later of who they were, what they were, what they had been, he hadn't thought of the magnitude of this revelation he was happy content, content in simply knowing that they had existed, that they did care that they had left for him what most kids in the orphanage would only dream of, he did have a name an identity to harken back to, two names ones that meant more than his given one "Uzumaki" , "Uchiha", the knowledge history and implications of bearing these names would hit him later but for now he knew he wasn't just 'Kazuo', he had an identity, he was loved cherished and was looked after even in their untimely departure from this world he now knew he was wanted. But was he? As soon as he realized their were people that did want him it hit that they had 'wanted' him, they were no more…tears began to well up in the 6 year old's eyes as the old man could only watch with a solemn expression.

The old man wished to reveal it later…much later…but Kazuo had been determined to follow the way of the shinobi he was going to start up in The Academy this semester and there was no going back. Sarutobi thus had an obligation to inform the boy of his parents for they had been hailed as Konoha's Ka no Oni and Konoha no Fujin for their valour in the Third war. Life was unpredictable…one of a shinobi even more so Sarutobi was painfully aware of this fact the subsequent losses of his family and clansmen as well as both his teachers 'The legendary Shodai Hokage, Kami no Shinobi 'Hashirama Senju, and his infamous brother 'Genius of the Forbidden Arts, The Nidaime Hokage', Tobirama Senju. Both men legendary in their own right lost to the flames of war, there of course was also the Yondaime, Konoha no Kiroi Senko , but even thinking of the man caused the old goat pain. He alone stood weathering this test of time, 'Sandaime Hokage, The Professor', but there was no joy, no glory in it. He longed, oh so longed for his final moments but they never came, thus he protected with all his might his country his land, Konoha, for to serve was all he knew, thus serve he would, he'd serve the Great Tree, he'd hold the roots, for there wasn't a greater purpose in his life.

Thus, as soon as he had gotten word of the boy's choices he came to one conclusion only…Konoha would need another legend, if the Will of Fire, the Shodai spoke so fondly of was to live on in the next generation he knew he would have to foster it. If the boy's parents were anything to go by the Sandaime knew, he would be a force to be reckoned with someday, he could see the hints of it already as he brought his gaze back to the child to speak he was stopped short, his breath hitched for what some considered God's art, another pair had blossomed in front of his eyes…as the child cried, silent tears streaking down his cheeks, his once black eyes changed to red with a dot in the centre of a circle and one comma for each of the eyes swirling about it. The pride of the Uchiha, the 'Sharingan'. For one so young to awaken it…but he shouldn't be surprised he thought.

Kazuo was happy…happy yet sad for he had the overwhelming feeling of gaining and loosing everything at the same time…he knew he wasn't the overly expressive type, he hadn't after all cried like the other kids for everything that didn't go his way, yet he couldn't stop it this time as tears just welled up without him even realizing it, he faintly wondered why his eyes stung, did it hurt so bad every time someone cried, he willed himself to stop, he couldn't after all show weakness in front of the strongest man in the village. He was supposed to be a Shinobi one day damn it he wouldn't be reduced to squabbling mess. Thus as he wiped of his tears and raised his head up he faintly wondered why the world seemed…slow, it's like he could see everything , every speck of dust, ever, every ant, every detail, just so clearly, so as he looked up once again at the old man's face he registered the look of surprise quickly fading to contentment as the man presented him with a warm smile. It was comforting in a odd way, just as he was about to question the man further, he beat him to the punch.

'Looks like your heritage has chosen to show' the old man chuckled

'What?' Kazuo asked

'Well you are an Uchiha after all, tell me boy, what are the Uchiha known for?'

'The Sharingan'

'I think you should go look at your reflection'

He gasped as soon as he saw his reflection, there it was like jewels on his face, the feared eyes of the Uchiha, The Sharingan, and he grinned despite of himself he wasn't a no name orphan anymore, he was, Kazuo Uzumaki Uchiha.

'And this was the start of his story.'

AN: Heya! Fellas this is a new story, I know it ain't much and the first chapter isn't that long but the character just came to me and I thought hey why not write something. Updates will come don't worry and this is just the beginning, please provide your insights, they will be valuable and I'll appreciate each and every comment the exact path of where this will lead escapes me for now, but I hope to create something good for both me and you people.

Konoha's Ka no Oni – Konoha's Fire Demon

Konoha no Fujin – Konoha's Wind God

Shodai Hokage, Kami no Shinobi Hashirama Senju – First Hokage, The God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju

The Nidaime Hokage, Tobirama Senju – The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju

Sandaime Hokage – The Third Hokage

Yondaime, Konoha no Kiroi Senko – The Fourth, Konoha's Yellow Flash

Thank you! And have a nice day.