Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ A Different Reality ❯ Dreams ( Chapter 2 )

CrimsonCat101: Yes! The story is a movin! I am happy to present the second chapter! Now as for review answers they will appear in my profile so, look there! Also read the bottom notes and R&R. Also can someone tell me what AU means? I need someone to show me a site to translate original jutsus for free or a simply someone to translate for me.

 

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mimicv18: its hard to rate on only one chapter but i did my best its good so far and i can see many different places to take this story so which is good becouse it means i can not guess where its going. it would be cool thou if he ran away and got pick up by Zabuza and Haku and was traind by them, but he could controll fire and air like Haku controlls water ecept opposits so while water takes lots of controll and very little power fire takes very little controll and lots of power which Naruto has in spades. So all Naruto does is take all the water jutsu's Zabuza and Haku know and change them to fire and air. then when team 7 take the mission to the land of waves after Haku and Zabuza dies Kakashie takes Naruto back for interagation and Naruto ends up joining the leaf. thou you would have to make the graduation age 14 rather than 12 so it becomes easyer to have relationships as when the chunin exams come around they would all be about 15 going 16 plus this way Naruto could spend more time with Zabuza and Haku learning. hint hint hint lol its your story so its up to you i do hope thou that you dont make the same mistake loudes of people make and just have a nother Naruto does every thing the same just he is better story line. good look!!!!!!!!

 

CrimsonCat101: WOW! Thank you for putting so much time in a review! Although that is nothing like I have planned, I have something else in mind. And no I will not follow the manga especially like that just wait and see.

 

Saric: very very interesting to read hope to be able to read more chapters.

 

CrimsonCat101: Thank You! I feel that both your reviews have driven me to write this chapter and post it sooner then expected!

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. That belongs to Masashi Kishimoto…for now

 

 

 

 

A Different Reality

-Dreams-

 

It had been a week now, since Naruto has last talked to his friend, Hinata. It was during class that Naruto noticed that Iruka was occupied with talking to a chunin. While he was busy, Naruto took the chance to speak with his friend. He sneakily approached her. So sneaky in fact, that he accidentally scared her.

 

She gave a startled squeak, when she noticed the mass of blonde hair hiding under the desk. He put a finger to his lips to tell her that she needed to be quiet, in order to not arose attention. She nodded her head gingerly, to show that she understood his silent gesture.

 

Hinata began to speak in a voice quieter then the norm. “N-Naruto-kun I-I'm so sorry th-that my father…” She now began to softly cry. “I-I'm so sorry N-Naruto-kun that w-we can't t-talk and—“

 

Hinata stopped in slight shock when she felt a finger at her lips. Naruto smiled, another one of his true smiles. “Don't cry Hinata-chan, it wasn't your fault. Please don't cry, it's makes me sad to see you cry.”

 

It was at that moment that Iruka had finished speaking with the chunin. The chunin quickly departed using the door to his right. Iruka turned around to face the class when he noticed that the familiar orange was missing.

 

Hinata quickly whispered to Naruto that Iruka-sensei was going to see them when she had seen the chunin leave. Naruto crawled under the desks, in attempt to reach his desk across the room. Some of the students kicked him, while others scowled in disgust. He was about halfway when someone stopped him by standing in his way. He looked up to see a familiar face.

 

“Naruto what are you up to? It's not another one of your pranks is it?” Iruka accused, seeing that he had been crawling under desks. Naruto shook his head, left and right, vigorously. Iruka glared unsure on whether to trust the prankster. He then sighed heavily before speaking.

 

“Well, it doesn't matter now that class is over.” Iruka walked over to the front of the class, while Naruto got back onto his feet.

 

“Class dismissed.”

 

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He was quite happy today, since he had gotten a chance to talk to his friend. He walked through the streets with a happy grin on his face, ignoring the icy-cold glares directed at him. She still didn't hate him either! The thought made him ecstatic as he now dashed towards his apartment.

 

He was almost home, when the air was suddenly knocked out of him and he was sent hurtling to a nearby wall. His back hit the wall dead on, and his arms flung out. He then slumped down the wall, groaning in pain. He opened his eyes to see a pair of legs, standing strongly in front of him. He moved his gaze upward to see a white porcelain mask. He clearly knew he was in trouble this time, when he recognized that the person was an ANBU.

 

“Demon, I can no longer ignore your existence among us. So now, I will take the responsibility of ending your ever-growing evil.” People witnessing the scene began to cheer at the ninja's proclamation. Naruto noticed this and his eyes suddenly became lifeless.

 

`They all want me dead? Why? I don't understand. What have I done, for them to hate me so? Maybe I should die, they would be happy, wouldn't they?'

 

The ANBU raised a kick to the side of the blonde's head in a swift rapid motion. It connected instantly; Naruto was thrown about a meter by the powerful force. The world went black as soon as he felt the impact. He skidded another meter before coming to an abrupt halt. The ANBU walked up to him a murderous smirk plastered on his face behind the mask. He came to a halt before the vessel of the Kyuubi. Unsheathing the ninjaken from his back, he put it so it faced down vertically. He aimed it for the blonde's heart.

 

“NOW DIE VERMIN!

 

The blade came down ready to claim the life of the young boy. When it came two inches before it would hit it's target, the blade and its wielder were flung to the opposing wall, with a force much greater then the mans own prior kick. The ANBU looked up to see who would dare interfere with his revenge to the demon.

 

He was surprised to see one of the legendary sannin with a frown that would scare most of anyone. His arms were firmly crossed and his eyes narrowed in anger.

 

“Jiraiya-sama, why did you defend him? Don't you know who that boy is?” The ANBU spat pointing at the unconscious boy nearby. Jiraiya nearly exploded in fury. He couldn't believe the people were so blind.

 

Now it was Jiraiya's turn to get angry. “I know full well who that boy is! I can tell by his whisker marked cheeks. That boy is your savior! Your hero! And this is how treat you him!” He snapped. He then turned to everyone who witnessed the scene.

 

“This goes for all of you! Could you not trust the Yondiame to completely seal the demon? What you have been treating so wrongly was an innocent SIX-YEAR OLD BOY!” Jiraiya stalked off to the young boy and threw him over his shoulder, holding him by the collar of his clothing. The crowd that had gathered began to whisper to one another and parted for the furious sennin. The ANBU followed nervously when Jiraiya gave him a heated glare, knowing his upcoming punishment all to well.

 

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The Sandiame groaned as yet another pile of paperwork was thrust atop his desk. He always dreamed that the paperwork would just disappear in a plume of smoke or sent to burn in hell. He's done enough for today…right? He sighed, before taking out his pipe and leaning back against his chair. He thought his work was over after the Yondiame took the job. Now here he was, signing papers once again. Damn, he had to find a successor and fast.

 

It was then that the white haired sennin decided to make his appearance. Saurtobi looked at the window's ledge to spot Jiraiya along with a blonde boy. The blonde hung limply under the sennin's arm. The white-haired sennin walked in and set the boy down on the floor gently. He then walked over to Sarutobi, who still had his eyes fixed upon the boy. His fingers interlaced, as he seemed to be in deep thought.

 

“Mind explaining?” Jiraiya asked, anger noticeable in the tone of his voice. Sarutobi took his eyes off the boy, only to refocus them on his prior student. Before he began he went through a series of hand seals. Making it so the room was soundproof, not allowing the outside to listen in on the conversation.

 

“Well first, do you know who the boy is?” Sarutobi asked, knowing that he had to play his cards just right. Jiraiya nodded his head as an answer to the question.

 

“I know full well that the boy is Kyuubi's vessel.” Sarutobi shook his head slowly. The action rattled Jiraiya's thoughts. “What do you mean no?”

 

“I mean, do you know the boy's family history. In other words, who he is?” Sarutobi's face was calm throughout the entire conversation. He was diffusing the initial start of the argument quite nicely.

 

“He's an orphan, that is all that I know. Why do you ask?” Jiraiya questioned wondering where Sarutobi was taking the conversation.

 

The Sandiame contemplated how he was supposed to deliver the news. All he knew is that he might be at the wrong side of the gun. He sighed heavily before speaking.

 

“Jiraiya, do you not recognize the similarities?”

 

Jiraiya cocked an eyebrow and turned to look at the boy. It was then that it hit him like a thousand solid bricks. His eyes widened to a size that seemed inhuman.

 

“You're not saying that he—“

 

“Hai, that is what I'm saying.”

 

The only word that Jiraiya could seem to get out is, “How?”

 

The Sandiame relaxed in his chair and took another puff from his pipe, exhaling the smoke. “Well remember that, Arashi's wife, Kumiko, was pregnant right before the battle with Kyuubi?”

 

“Well yes, but she had died, before she could give birth.” Jiraiya said solemnly, dropping his previous shock.

 

“I'm afraid you're mistaken.” Sarutobi said, Jiraiya looked up with a sudden start. “You see, that is what was reported, but the truth is, Naurto was born the same day his father sacrificed himself for the village. Kumiko went into labor when Kyuubi attacked, because of the sudden stress that was put on her. Naruto was born, and Kumiko died afterward. Arashi then had to use him to seal the Kyuubi.”

 

“He sealed it in his own son?” Jiraiya asked, startled by the sudden turn of events.

 

“Hai, I'm afraid so. It was not an easy decision for him…trust me. Although he did have a lot more faith in the people, he hoped his son would be treated as a hero, not a menace.”

 

Jiraiya continued to try to digest the new information. All of it seemed too much to take in. When the information slowly sunk in his eyes narrowed in anger.

 

“Why wasn't I informed?”

 

Sarutobi saw this coming, but he never found the perfect answer. “Jiraiya I couldn't tell you because—“

 

“Don't give me any of that crap!” The sennin growled, his fists held tightly at his sides. “I'm taking the kid with me!” He went over to the six-year old boy scooping him up and over his back. “Oh, before I forget.” Jiraiya disappeared through the window along with the boy. He came back with an ANBU member. The ANBU's head was hung down in shame. “This is an ANBU who attempted to kill Naruto. Naruto would've been dead, if I didn't happen to be passing by.”

 

The ANBU shuddered when he felt a death glare and killer intent coming from the Hokage. He was starting to regret trying to kill the boy. Not because, he felt sorry for it, but rather because of the consequences that were to follow afterward.

 

“I'll let you deal with this criminal.” Jiraiya turned to leave with the blonde boy still slung over his back. He jumped over the window's ledge and landed gracefully on the streets pavement.

 

The Sandiame secretly smiled as he saw Jiraiya leave. That worked out better then he thought. Naruto needed to leave the village. It would make the boy's life much easier. Jiraiya was so predictable. He himself needed someone to help look after Naruto. The situation at hand made it easier, but it also made him the bad guy.

 

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The sennin walked towards Konohagakure's gates, leaving with his student's son. As he walked, he heard a man shout something that made him hate the village more then he already did.

 

“Jiraiya-sama, are you going to finish the demon off?” Jiraiya stopped in his tracks. Those that had heard the man shout, then saw Jiraiya with the demon slung on his back, and began to cheer.

 

“The demon will finally meet his end!”

 

“Death to the demon!”

 

“We will finally sleep in peace tonight.”

 

Hearing the cheering made Jiraiya furious, to say the least. Before he would have been angry, but now that he knew it was his prior student's son, he was down right furious.

 

“No, I'm taking him with me to protect him from the likes of you.” The sennin growled softly, but loud enough for everyone to hear. The crowd stopped cheering as they watched Jiraiya leave Konoha with the blonde boy.

 

He reached the gates and didn't bother to stop. He flashed his passport to the chunin on guard duty and as he walked away. He didn't care about the village's new perspective on him. He was going to train this young boy to fend for himself.

 

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Naruto's eyes flickered open to reveal blinding light. He immediately shut his eyes and brought his hand over them to hide from the light. As soon as his eyes adjusted he looked around. Then all the sudden the memories flooded his mind and he winced.

 

Was he dead?

 

He looked around to see a fire. That meant someone was here. The only question is who? He sat up to further observe his surroundings. A white-haired man was approaching with some fish in hand. The man noticed that the blonde had awakened and calmly continued his approach.

 

“I see that you have awaken.” The man said, sitting down by the fire and beginning to arrange the fish, so that they would cook by the flames heat. Naruto continued to blankly stare at the man. He thought about the last events that he could remember, and couldn't recognize the strange man.

 

“Um, what happened?” The blonde asked. He remembered the ANBU proclaiming his death, the crowd cheering, a kick delivered to the side of his head, and then…blank. He couldn't remember anymore no matter how much he tried.

 

“Well, lets see…” Jiraiya began thinking about putting it into simple words that a six-year old could understand. “I found an ANBU trying to kill you, while I was passing by, and decided to help you out. I then brought him to the Hokage to receive his punishment. While I was with the Sandiame I decided to take you with me so that I may train you.” Naruto looked at him, puzzlement visible on his face.

 

“Why?” Naruto questioned.

 

“So that you can defend yourself.” Naruto shook his head, which made Jiraiya cock an eyebrow at the peculiar behavior.

 

“No, I mean…why help me?” Jiraiya looked at the kid with some shock, and then reminded himself about the villagers' actions before he left.

 

`The boy must've had a rougher life then I thought. What was Sarutobi thinking?” He looked back at the boy who was still waiting for his answer.

 

“What? I can't help a little boy from being killed?”

 

“No, it's just…” Naruto began to squirm uncomfortably, and his eyes began to fill with unshed tears. “I thought everyone wanted me to die.”

 

Jiraiya moved his gaze away from Naruto and onto the flickering flames in the fire. “Listen kid, you must be strong in order to survive in this corrupt world. There simply is no room for the weak. Just remember, there are no short cuts in life. Wishes and dreams can only come true using your own hands. Everyone needs a dream or goal to strive for…so now I ask, what is your dream?”

 

Naruto stared at his small hands then closed his eyes to think. `A dream?…what is my dream?'

 

Jiraiya waited for his answer not tearing his gaze away from the small boy. Suddenly the blonde smiled, showing he had made his decision.

 

“I'm going to be the Hokage.” Naruto's eyes opened to reveal a new cerulean blue. Unlike his previous eyes, which were depressed, lonely, and hurt, these eyes were lit with a fiery determination.

 

Jiraiya saw the eyes, and thought he was seeing ghosts. Those eyes…were the same as his student's. The same will, and determination burned brightly in the blue hues. This made Jiraiya smile.

 

“What is your reason for wanting to be Hokage?”

 

“So that everyone will start treating me with respect, and start treating like a somebody and not a nobody!” Naruto gave a grin at the end of his short speech.

 

Jiraiya smiled and nodded in acceptance. `It's not a great answer, but it's good for starters. He will learn more as he goes through life. I have high expectations for this boy.'

 

Jiraiya began to talk once more. “Alright let's get to work. Let me assure you, my training methods are far from easy. It will be tough, but I know you will pull through in the end. If you are ready to strive for your dream, then you will follow it through to the end.” Naruto continued to stare at the man.

 

“Naruto are you ready to begin?” Jiraiya asked, Naruto returned an affirmative nod.

 

“Alright we start your training tomorrow, for now let's eat.” Jiraiya grabbed the fish that had been roasting by the fire. He handed one to Naruto.

 

“Thank you…uhhhh.”

 

Jiraiya heard Naruto and nearly slapped himself. “Forgive me, I am Jiraiya, also known as the legendary toad sennin!” Jiraiya said, shouting when he got near the end.

 

“What's a sennin?” Naruto said innocently. Jiraiya sweatdropped, but regained his composure quickly.

 

“Never mind just eat.”

 

While they ate, Jiraiya was hit by a thought that hadn't occurred to him.

 

`Oh my God! Now that I have a student, my time for research is reduced.' Jiraiya began to cry anime style tears.

 

Naruto didn't notice Jiraiya's actions, but instead was having his own thoughts.

 

`A new beginning…”

 

CrimsonCat101: Okay now REVIEW! Also Jiraiya and Naruto's training will be skipped and shown in flashbacks. Sorry! I've read too much of the same training and I don't want to bore you or me.

 

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