Title: Born of War

Anime: Naruto

Pairings: SasuNaru, SakuOC, KakashiOC.

Author: Vesuvio

Disclaimer: I'm broke. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't own Naruto.

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Born of War

Prologue

10 years...

Uzumaki Naruto looked on fondly as the residents of Konoha bustled around. He was 29 today. 10 years since the events that had turned his life on end.

He smiled bitterly. He realised now how foolish he had been. Melodrama was not a very appealing quality, and it was one that he had posessed in exponential amounts when he was young.

But that was in the past. He was a man now. Well, what could pass for a man, anyway. Naruto rubbed the dark red indents on his forhead that marked him as a host. The mark was a 'V', just between his brows, with two lines curling up from the centre. He sighed a little. He would have to cover it up somehow. While noone would really recognise him, the mark was still noticable and outlandish looking. It wouldn't do for people to take a special interest in him.

Realistically, without his orange clothes and his hitai-ate, nobody would probably make any connection between Uzumaki Naruto and the scarred, wild-looking warrior before them.

He looked at the sun. It was nearing dusk and he didn't want to risk sleeping outside, incase any of the resisdent shadow-jockeys came across him and decided to play hero. God forbid an older Konohamaru find him. He groaned at the images that brought up. Though he had some painful memories of Konoha, he was not afraid of the pain. He had been through it many times until the sting had left it.

Except for him...but no. He couldn't think of that now.

"Um...Hellooo? Can we stop being all moody-broody and go get a room? My BUTT is NUMB and that is SONOTRIGHT."

Naruto came back to the present and grinned down at his sensei. Supposedly. She was currently hopping from foot to foot, her currently whit hair bouncing with her.

"Oki!" he said, before strolling briskly down the hill. Now he was even talking like her..

"Thanks...hey, wait! Uzumaki, you bastard, get back here with my smokes! Hey!"

Half way down the hill, Naruto replied with laughter. Screw the past, all the mattered was the present. And, at present, all was right with the world.

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In three seperate parts of the village, Hatake Kakashi, Uchiha Sasuke and Haruno Sakura looked up. They had felt a distinctly familiar chakra, a chakra they had not felt in years.Only this time it wasn't buzzing in their ears.

It was roaring.

TBC...

R&R, please!

Vesuvio