Disclaimer:
To the Dudes that own Naruto, don't panic, I'll just use him for a bit. If he is mentally traumatized after that… Not my fault! Ask Mrs. J.K., I had her for several spins, for free even!… that sounded so wrong…
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This is the ending from my previous Fan Fic, the Star Wars one:
Can you believe I woke up to the noise of a screaming baby? Worse! That bloody baby is me! Fucking Peverell lied to me! Star Wars was the last world I would be in! I focused on the faces before me… Bloody Fuck? I am so dead… I am in one of the shittiest worlds imaginable, I am in Fucking Naruto!
1 Baby boo boos.
I looked around, the third Hokage, some Anbu, and my dead parents… crap, I am Foxboy! Son of a bitch! I don't understand a word of what they are saying, it is bloody Japanese to me… it IS bloody Japanese!
I am whisker boy, Mum and Dad sealed that fox in me and their reward is that their son is going to be treated like shit for more than a decade. Fucking hell not on my watch! If they think I am going to let them get away with this... They probably will in the first years. My only weapon for the moment is the memories of Voldemort's Magic and my ability to use it without getting caught.
You know, this world has to be something special, if you give a four or five-year-old kid an apartment and some money in our world and tell it 'There you go boy', not one of them will make it into the next month. In this world, the boy Naruto even survives all this bullshit. But, the Hero has to overcome extreme hardships, he has to go against all odds and come out on top. In other words, I am fucked until I go to the ninja academy.
What troubles me is the question that Chakra is the same as Magic or something else, if I use Magic to duplicate food into my mouth and those naffers discover it, I'll be on the dissection table before I can say Dattebayo. I survived Westeros and Star Wars by duplicating and transmuting my food into something more nutritious, if I can't do it here then I am fucked. I have to test this now.
Carefully I duplicated my saliva and swallowed it… No reaction from the old Guy or the Dude with the mask. I did another try, now I transmuted my saliva into breast milk. No comments please, I know the taste, I sucked the tits of two mothers… Damn, Mom is dead. The silver lining? It seems they can't detect my Magic, or they think the fox is throwing a tantrum inside of me.
It is time to play the hungry baby, they are flapping their lips for more than two minutes. I opened my vocals and interrupted the conversation with my cries. It shut them up alright, Anbu got me shoved in his arms and some words later that asshole... Teleported? Flickered? Anyway, it felt bloody uncomfortable and I let it known. He doesn't fool me, a dog mask with silver hair, that must be that Kakashi guy.
Dog Face delivered me to an orphanage and disappeared. In the following hours, the room got filled with babies, from newly born to two years old, I guess I have to wait until tomorrow to have my first meal, nope, I'll do my saliva trick, a bit of spit, transmute it to milk, and duplicate it four times, then swallow. It is not productive, to say the least, but I did it until my Magic reserves were low. It is better than nothing I guess. With my last Magic spell, I silenced my ears, my fellow sufferers were crying too loud.
Xxxxx
I woke up in the morning when someone picked me up, a female in her early twenties exposed her knockers and did some hand movements, she shoved a nipple in my mouth after that. Did they have a Jutsu to produce milk? How awesome is that! This opens so many role-playing games! Thanks for the meal… no it is Itidikamatesu or something like that, I think there is a spell to learn languages in an accelerated period of time, I'll have to search my memory for it.
The wet nurse, is a hottie, by the headband she must be a Genin, with black hair and dark eyes, a bit on the short size… I know, that describes three-quarters of the female population of the Leaf Vilage, but she is looking fine, nicely shaped tits too.
Well, I have to thank my wet nurse, so I enhanced the nerve ends of her tits to be more sensitive, it worked, she had to sit down, and going on her breathing and silent moans she rode her buzz at least two times. I reduced the sensitivity when I was almost done or she would crawl out of the nursery. That solidified my source of milk, or she will never come back. I'll bet her panty is soaked by now, I wonder what she is thinking, getting off when a baby sucks her tits, that is cause to visit a mind healer. Meh, it was fun.
After changing my nappie they put me back in my crib. With nothing else to do, I started to construct my mindscape back again, that fox fucked it all up. No, Mom and Dad fucked it up! They jammed that prison with the Fox right on top of my Mindscape. I have my adult Naruto form in here to be able to repair it, crawling around as a baby would not be productive. For now, I have to work around that growling fox, I mean that beast is HUGE! Just like in the anime, it is at least three hundred feet tall, and that is not counting his tails.
I asked: "Hey! How do you keep your tails clean when you are taking a shit? Come on, nine tails? There is bound to get some shit on those tails."
The Fox didn't do anything else than growling and snapping at me, ah I get it, me in adult form resembles Minato too much. Meh, I wouldn't understand him anyway. The growling reduced when the fox saw how I restored my Mindscape. Here is an idea! Where did I put those memories… there was a time that I was recuperating from a car accident, and watched the Naruto anime on my PC… yeah! Found them!
Before his cage, well out of his reach, I set up a big screen and played the episodes of my future life in a loop. This way he will learn English and get some glimpses of a possible future.
I'll throw some Donald Ducks in the mix, they don't show him much on TV anymore, that Dude is running around without pants, that is not done in this era. Nope, we put girls on a swinging Wrecking ball and try to spot a nipple. Anyway, the growling stopped.
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Hah! She is back! Slowly she exposed her titties and did her hand signs, she sat down on a chair and carefully she put my mouth on her nipple. Slowly I increased her sensitivity, soon she was panting again, I was storing what she was mumbling in my mindscape, I had to know what she was saying. I timed her second high when I was done, suspicious, she inspected me from all sides, she clearly felt her boobs getting more sensitive, and she never got off by sucking her boobs before.
At the next feeding, she brought a friend along, I can't understand them yet, but they are talking about me. Her friend is a hottie too, the boob size is the same though, a solid D, plenty of milk in them. Yes! I get to suck hers too! There is a big difference if it is a stranger instead of your Mum when you are sucking boobs, or you have a fetish.
The new girl got served too, she was a bit too loud, the other girl had to put her hand on her mouth and pulled her head between her boobs to silence her, I used that moment to do an extra suck and grabbed her tit with my hands. That got her over the edge, with a silent scream she rode her buzz. Did I overdo it? Nah, those girls are volunteering to feed orphans, this is a way to reward them and secure a steady source of milk.
WTF? The next morning an old matron pushed her nipple into my mouth, while those two girls were watching curiously from the side. Did they snitch on me? Or is this a setup to get this grandma a hentai moment? There is no way I am doing that! If I do, I will wake up in a cellar with the rest of the kids Danzo will select for his Roots. The milk tasted the same though, it must be because of that Jutsu.
The next days I limited my Magic to the two girls, the first one got the full load, the second girl got a reduced dose, she couldn't control herself and needed her friend to silence her. It served a purpose though, I never got hungry, and am properly cared for. My guess is that these Genins from the Genin force are village girls who never made Chunin. Their tits are Kage level though when I worked their nipples with my tongue they when through the roof all the time
Two weeks after the attack, voices woke me up at night, I spotted Danzo and… that must be that snake man! Crap! They are selecting their victims! I know that they can't touch me, but I better not take the risk, I silently put notice-me-nott's around me with the intention to convince them I am not worth the effort. A risk, if those two find out about these spells, I'll be in trouble for sure.
With a pounding heart, I followed their progress through the room, if I remember correctly, that snakeman wants babies for his experiments and Danzo kids between 3 and 5 for his shadow army. Those fifteen minutes they spent in our ward seemed to last forever, it took hours to fall asleep after that. The next morning there were six babies less on our ward. Shit world.
In the following months, couples came in and usually left with a baby in their arms, not that it mattered, there were plenty of babies to select from, to bad that I was never put on the group to choose from. Poor me will stay in the orphanage until I am four years old.
Xxxxx
Every night I visited the angry fox, to cheer him up, I widened the selection with cartoons from Disney and the likes. I still can't understand a word they say, and the only thing that Fox does is growling at me. Meh, fuck him.
Well, the fun didn't last, somehow the two girls must have found out or been told I have a fox in my body, and I ended up with that old woman. That old bitch didn't let me finish my meals, so I had to do my Magic duplication spells again.
When I was ready for solid food it got worse, I knew that between four and twelve months I was at my most vulnerable, too weak to feed myself, I depended on the ones that put food in my mouth. This is an uphill battle between my keepers and me, no, between Danzo and me. I peppered my keepers with compulsion charms to feed me the same as the other kids, Danzo replaced them with new ones when he noticed it, I am imagining ten ways to kill him already, and am inventing more as we speak.
Danzo noticed he could not control the quantity that the caretakers fed me, so he started messing with the quality. It didn't help much, I transmuted the food in my mouth into nutritious food. Man, this is worse than Fleabottom in Westeros! It is a bloody difference if you are living in a home where you are loved than in a ward where the boss is doing everything to repress you, once I am able to, I am going to stab his eyeballs, all of them!
To pass the time, I practiced my Magic senses and tried to detect my guards, I better not do anything with my Chakra or they would think the fox escaped… I am bored! I got more than twenty ways to kill that motherfucking Danzo and at the moment am working on ways to offing that Hokage, that bastard is the same as Dumbledore in my opinion. Then again, I am killing them all in my imagination, it somehow keeps me sane.
Eight months! I am eight months in this bloody room! It is time I got off my ass, if four-year-old boys get stuffed in an apartment, then they can walk at eight months. In a matter of weeks, I could walk, soon they found me sitting in a corner of the room doodling on the wall with my finger. It is hard to change a fingernail into an iron nail and keep it hidden from the rest.
My Runes encouraged the adults to care for the young ones. Voldemort found that Rune sequence in some old family book so that nannies and tutors would do their best to raise their kids, genius designed if you ask me, I'll use them in the classroom of the academy, no, on the whole academy. Anyway, my life and that of my fellow orphans got a bit better, soon the whole orphanage was Runed. That got me through the next four months.
Xxxxx
Can you believe that they put me in another orphanage? OK, you can, I bet Danzo got suspicious and moved me to a... shithole is the best way to describe it. It took me a week before I was allowed to leave my room, I had to spam compulsion charms on my keepers to get out of there, my guess is that I am in Danzo-controlled territory. It is obvious to see the difference in treatment between the other kids and me. Killing Danzo is not an option anymore, nope, that bastard has to suffer! He has to wallow in pain and misery! Some of my punishments from Westeros came to my mind, no, with those eyes of his he can replace his body, I have to put those curses on his soul.
A month later the workers in the orphanage slowly changed their behavior, from cold uncaring assholes, they turned into friendly helpful human beings. Food that usually disappeared to some shady merchants was now served on our tables, the older kids even got lessons to prepare them for life in the village and ninja academy. I knew this wouldn't last.
Orphanage Nr3, I wonder how many of them they have, I am eighteen months old now, and my Magic senses are now picking my guard's positions up. Dog Anbu gets to select his spot first, and two Roots are settling just out of his sensing range. To hide how I change the mentality of the caretakers, I made it a habit to keep my back to the walls, it sometimes took a week before a Rune cluster was fully drawn and activated. Just like the previous orphanage, the mentality and the behavior against the orphans changed.
I know, once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, thrice… I forgot, ah! Enemy action! Nah, in this case, it is the action of a benevolent being or the action of a kid that just got potty trained. To sass Kakashi, I sometimes walk to the tree he is hiding in and pee against the trunk.
The good news? I am fluent in Japanese, talking and understanding, but I have yet to learn to read the stuff, I am told they have three ways of writing, which sucked, by the way, my handwriting without Magic aid can be described as unreadable, or as an alien secret code. It got its upside too, my Runes are unreadable to them.
I finished with them after I warded the orphanage against prying eyes, the spies were urged to overlook anything out of the ordinary and to report that there was nothing special to report. That paranoid son of a bitch transferred me to the fourth orphanage!
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I am almost two years old now, the bullies stopped pestering me when I completed to ward the orphanage. As if I didn't notice that some of the caretakers were members of Root, I mean, a tattoo on their tongue? My Runes did a number on them, conflicting interests made them stir crazy. A Rune set convinced them to look at the orphans as their little siblings and had to be protected.
Kakashi? Meh, I am still urinating on his trees. That piece of shit allows the son of his Sensei to be treated like shit. Being the son of a Hokage should mean more than being shoved in an orphanage, then again, Harry Potter got the same treatment… we are male Cinderella! Fuck Disney to create that character!
Close contact allowed me to examine the slave seal on their tongues, after carefully studying, it closely resembled the slave mark Voldemort put on his followers. A countermeasure took me three months, but even I call my solution genius. Hah! This will be my first kick to Danzo's balls!
I transfigured some old pebbles I found into halves, I put my Runes inside and merged the halves together, it made the untraceable wardstones. Their sole function was to weaken the connection between the slave seal and the brain, everytime they passed those wardstones it weakened the seal further until what was left was a tattoo on a tongue. A few Imperio's later all the entrances of the Root bases have my wardstones outside next to their doors.
Xxxxx
My wards are working fine, Kakashi didn't even blink when I sat on the lap of a Root who taught me to read with several kids sitting around us listening in. The kids are healthy, well-fed, and being prepared for life in the village. The kids who wanted a career as a ninja were even getting coached in basic taijutsu and even taught how to throw shuriken and kunai.
The fox cooled off, he is still pretending that the Naruto anime didn't mess with his mind, but I bet he was shitting bricks when he saw the creation of the Ten-Tails. Whenever I visited him he still tried to shew me up, until I knew enough of the language to have a conversation with the fox.
"Will you stop with the growling, please?" I asked, "This is getting old, don't you think? Didn't my Mother treat you better than my grandmother? What? Don't you want to see those anime? Ah, you are more into soft drama romantic movies, the so-called chick-flics. To each his own I always say, I don't like those, hey always make me cry. So, Kurama, how do you like your new home? Personally, I think it is a bit cramped…"
"Shut up already!" Kurama growled, "You can't fool me with your mind tricks Minato! I don't know how you are doing this, but I won't fall for it. Now go away."
"Alright, I can agree that it is possible that this is a trick, damn, I am good if that is true. Oh, I forgot to set a screen to show you what is happening outside… there you go! Your personal window to the outside world! We guarantee you won't be interrupted by commercials, only some teleshopping and some endorsements for the Village of the Leaf."
"Go away! You are not real." was the last thing he barked at me. Meh, a rerun of Naruto Shippuden will be softening him up. Although… that anime was not flattering for females, almost every female didn't show any waistline, the so-called femme fatale's main features are gigantic tits! Tsunade for instance, dead by titty is a real possibility with her, the size of those tits is out of this world, she could feed the whole orphanage with those. So the rest of the females were dressed in house-elf style.
Xxxxx
Danzo must be going mad by now, his slaves are breaking free from his control, I notice that with the Root members in our orphanage, are still conditioned child soldiers, but they are thinking for themselves and have an opinion.
I am three years old and venturing outside the orphanage to start exploring my surroundings, I still pee on every tree Kakashi is reading his porn in. With a mild notice-me-not on my body, most of the people leave me alone when I am strolling through the village. I heard rumors of a blond kid with whisker marks on his face who is possessed by a demon. A small wristband with some Runes on it is telling every potential kidnapper that I am the wrong kid, I am just a decoy for the real one.
Another annoying thing is that Sandaime, the Third Hokage, I am sick of that grandfather act that he is playing, if he is really feeling granfatherish, he would take me in or let me be adopted by good people. For now, I am playing along, and be the street rat they expect me to be. But my time will come.