Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Pokemon and Naruto.

You all may be wondering, why I'm working on a new Fanfiction despite me not working on the previous one? The reason is that I really don't have any ideas for something like that, so I'm going to rewrite it sometime into the future. I apologize for making you wait so long. And thank you for the reviews though.

A young girl, no older than six, is standing at the center of a large yard. She has bright red hair reaching down halfway her back, with amethyst colored eyes and wearing training attire. Her right hand is outstretched while holding a water balloon, she appears to be concentrating heavily on it as it was supposed to do something. Suddenly, the red balloon started to convulse and grow bumps all over, the red head's concentration increased, sweating from the strain. The balloon starts to move so much it seems that the piece of elastic is alive, the tension grew too much for the balloon to handle and explodes. The girl, panting with a large grin on her face.

"Yay! Kaa-san Tou-san, I did it! I actually did it!", the girl shouts, jumping into the arms of her mother and father.

"Great job, Mito!", the father yells.

"I'm so proud of you!", the adds the mother. The girl, now identified as Mito, beams with joy at their praise despite being near exhaustion.

"WHAT!? NO FAIR!", yells a boy with red hair and blue eyes, wearing identical clothing. Jealous at not being the first one to get the Rasengan down.

"Don't be so angry, Menma.", father tells his son dismissively. "It doesn't matter whether get it first or not, all it matters if you able to master the Rasengan," reassured Menma.

They are what to considered 'a perfect family', but they have forgotten one child. The third of Mito Uzumaki-Namikaze, and Menma Uzumaki-Namikaze, Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze. They have forgotten his birthday, training, feeding, clothing even attention, almost everything a child needs to feel love. All of it went to his siblings.

The forgotten child is in his barren room looking out to the people that are considered to be his family, through the window with a somber expression. The kid's appearance is what people consider to be adorable, he has three whisker marks on each cheek, big sky blue eyes, along with spiky pale blonde hair. Only wearing a large black shirt, orange shorts, and sandals. He is thinner and shorter than most kids his age, even to his siblings, due to malnutrition.

"It is time to take things into my own hands." he thought with determination.

The whiskered child, knows the reason why his parents are so focused in his twin sister and brother, given the fact of them being the holder of the Kyuubi no Kitsune's chakra, and newly awakened bloodline, chakra chains. They are hailed as a prodigy and are being trained to wield the fox's chakra.

Naruto, on the other hand, has the nine tail's soul within himself, it's the main reason of him having whisker marks on each cheek, because of it, he is viewed as the fox reincarnated. Leaving him to have beatings given to him by the villagers, fortunately, the boy heals remarkably quickly, but it only enforces the belief of him being the fox demon, while Mito, gets praise and the title of hero for being the person to hold the Kyuubi's chakra. His parents didn't seem to realize that he's coming home covered in bruises and cuts, on the brink of consciousness. Recently, he started to learn how to cook, of course, nobody would teach him, so Naruto has learned by himself by trial and error within the foliage between training grounds. Coincidentally, the number of forest fires have increased dramatically, when he started to learn.

Because of his lifestyle, the forgotten child is forced to mature quickly, understanding why his parents are so focused on his twin sister and brother and have forgiven them. But that doesn't' mean that Naruto forgives for disremembering his existence. What he is feeling at the moment is a mix between livid and sadness, but mostly sadness.

Thinking he needs to take training in his own hands, he sneaks into his father's room and swipes a scroll on releasing a person's chakra, and chakra paper. He packs a small bag containing bandages, water, small food rations, and the stolen scroll. He rushes back into his and hides the bag, thinking that he should go train at night. The child is all giddy at the thought of training.

"Bored. So bored! I'm gonna die of boredom." the jinchuuriki, whines. The joy at the thought of training quickly dies down as time goes on. It's only two o'clock in the afternoon, yes he is mature for his age, but still a child.

With nothing to do in his barren room, he just lays on top of his bed, legs dangling off the edge. Fortunately, he experiences one to those weird moments, where you just blink in the daytime and you find out that it's already night time.

"Sweet, time travel." he muses to himself.

He quickly grabs his supplies, opens the window, and leaps out from the second floor. Luckily, his window is above a couple of rose bushes. Unluckily, the rose bushes have thorns, and Naruto ended up being a pincushion, but he held his tongue. He painfully pulls himself out of the bushes and walks across the training grounds his sister uses for her own training while pulling out thorns out from his butt.

"Ow, ow ow ow ow!", the blonde, internally screams.

After walking within the dark forestation, illuminated by the full moon, for what felt like hours. Naruto, walks into a small clearing with a small pile of charred sticks, along with a battered pot. It's the one the many places Naruto would come to hide and learn how to cook, and now. The main reason that it was so far is that the others are burned down when he was practicing cooking.

But today is different the moment that he steps into the clearing, he sees an odd creature.

"Whoa,", Naruto says, as he stops dead on his track, it appears the odd thing is sleeping. Curiosity getting the better of him, the blonde walks towards the creature to get a better look.

The thing is about 1ft 8 inches tall, he is a pale purple with a stronger shade of purple framing it's face, a horn on each side of his head, and an odd tuft of hair on top of his head. The thing has a yellow ring on the creature's forehead, with a pink dot on the corner of his eyes somewhat resembling a blush. Oddly enough, the thing doesn't have any shoulders connecting its arms to its torso, has no legs, and no fingers. There are three golden surrounding the thing on the ground.

But upon closer inspection, he notices Purple, has bruises and cuts all over his body.

"It ain't sleeping, isn't it?", the blonde, ask himself out loud. " Oh, shoot! Purple, is unconscious!", Naruto thinks in alarm. But it quickly dies down after remembering to bring bandages and being in the woods where medicinal herbs grow. And if the whiskered kid were to heal the thing, he might finally get a friend. The idea excites him.

"Alright! Time to get to work!", he yells. Training later, helping now. But first, he needs light to see.

After starting a small fire with the dried plants, branches, and a striking of stones. Naruto goes out into the woods to gather the necessary plants to help the weird purple animal.

Walking back into the clearing with herbs stuffed into his bag that is meant to hold his training equipment. Naruto quickly gets down to work with turning the herbs into a paste, by grinding the roots and leaves between a flat stone and a rock while adding water. Minutes later, satisfied with his work, the forgotten child applies the blend into the wounds of the little animal and wraps it with the gauze within his backpack which is meant for his training.

Once finished, Naruto decides to stay and watch over the thing, in case of some predator decides to take advantage of the little creature. So he stayed put right next to the little thing, staring into the fire thinking that his parents wouldn't care where he is when they wake up in the morning. Eventually, Naruto fell asleep right next to the purple animal, as the fire dies out.

Within the morning, the whiskered child is disturbed with a hand pushing up against his face, he groans as he finds the grass that he is resting on the comfortable grass. It seems to work as the hand left him alone. But he hasn't registered the dark chuckle.

All of sudden, Naruto was forced to wake up as ice cold water hit his face. "Gahh!", he yells, "Cold! Cold! Cold!"

Whiskered child, hears laughing and turns his head to glare at his assailant only to gape at seeing the animal awake, and floating up in the air and using his unconnected arms. His eyes are light green with yellow sclera, holding a light of great mischievousness. And a golden ring around his midsection, and the two other rings hanging on his two horns.

"Good to see you awake", the prankster chuckles. As Naruto stares at the floating thing questionable.

In response, the creature does a mock bow with a grin never leaving his face. "I'm Hoopa!"