A New Beginning ReMake Ch. 1
Summary:
Betrayed by the people around him in ways he never thought to occur, Naruto decided to abandon Konoha. Realising one of their own has disappeared, those close to the once hyperactive blond shinobi quickly chase after him in hopes to return him to the Leaf. Naruto once again believes them to be against him and uses a Jutsu to cover his escape. Unfortunately, things don't go according to plan. Years later, he finds himself living the life he could only dream about, but was never brought to reality. But, how far will his reality last until his past catches up with him?
Rated: Fiction M
Adventure/Romance
Naruto Uzumaki x Raven
Set after the "Sasuke Retrieval Arc" yet before Naruto leaves for training with Jiraiya
Konoha 12 know of the Kyūbi within Naruto
Rookie 9 are all 13 and Team Guy are 14 years old
Disclaimer: I own nothing about Naruto or Teen Titans. I own nothing of any future references throughout the story.
Story Start!
Chapter 1 - A New World
「Unknown Location - Evening」
In an unknown landscape, a boy was slowly regaining consciousness from his previously prone position on the ground. This boy is known as Uzumaki Naruto, the Jinchūriki of the Kyūbi no Yoko. He has blond, spiky hair and cerulean blue eyes. One peculiar characteristic of this boy is the three whisker marks upon each cheek that makes him resemble that of a kitsune, most likely due to the Fox's influence. Naruto is currently wearing an orange and blue jumpsuit with a red spiral symbol on the back with sleeves that are slightly rolled up. Additionally he is seen wearing matching orange trousers that are also rolled up; on his feet are blue open-toed sandals common amongst shinobi.
Shaking his head in an attempt to clear the haze that was clouding his still foggy mind, Naruto took in his surroundings to try to figure out where he was. All around him were unfamiliar sounds, he could hear something making what sounded like something akin to a roar to him. What was the cause of said noise he had no idea, it could've been an animal or it could be a person. There were also several odd noises accompanied by the roar. Once again, he couldn't place the sound to anything he was familiar with. Next there was a terrible discerning smell that burned his nose. It was irritating to say the least. The burning sensation brought tears to his eyes and helped clear his mind a bit. With a quick snap in judgement, Naruto resolved to find out where the sounds originated from and where exactly he ended up.
Bringing himself to a standing position, Naruto began walking in no particular direction. He seemed to be in an alley of some kind. Though he concluded that this alley couldn't be in Konoha because the buildings around him appeared to stretch higher than he could see before disappearing into a dark sky. Somehow throughout his exploring he stumbled up metal boxes of a very large size. The blonde teen found that the retched smell he regained conscious to had originated from these strange looking boxes. Finally leaving the strange alleyway, Naruto saw countless people walking past him without a single glance at him or in his general direction.
Having his curiosity get the better of him the blonde Jinchūriki jumped on the wall of the alleyway and ran up the vertical surface, scaling it in a matter of seconds. Upon reaching a rooftop, Naruto crouched while gazing at all the different colored lights and listening to the loud sounds of this new world. Just watching the world come alive around him was breathtaking. Feeling a slight tugging in the back of his mind broke Naruto away from his slight reverie. The blond shinobi once again jumped into the alleyway hiding himself in the shadows.
He couldn't determine where it originated from but the whiskered boy felt a pair of eyes that seemed to be following his every move. Naruto could hear what he figured was muffled mumbling coming in all directions. Whatever these voices were saying, the blonde Jinchūriki couldn't make any words out. One voice among them stood out among the rest. He still wasn't able to figure out what was being said but he didn't bother trying to listen to them. In a split second our blond protagonist knew something was amiss. His eyes unfocused slightly and a cruel chuckled escaped partially open lips. More than anything, his sudden show of emotion was forced and if anything sounded tired; as if his world crumbled around him while he was forced to watch.
As terrifying as the analogy was, it was the truth.
Flashback
The sky outside had just turned dark with people slowly dispersing from the streets. Nightfall was quickly taking hold in Konoha and civilians and shinobi alike were making way for their homes for a good night's rest. Everyone but our blond protagonist. Naruto could be found in his apartment laying on his bed staring at his blank ceiling with a small frown marring his face. The room he was currently occupying looked to have been through a small disaster. His dresser was toppled over with clothes deserted around the entirety of the room, crumpled and torn pieces of paper along with scrolls, some that were open whilst others still closed; scattered amongst the clothes, and a variety of trash ranging from empty ramen cups to chopsticks cluttered some spots.
Naruto had been having small bursts of rage as of late; his current surroundings were the result. It had been weeks since his mission regarding the "Last of the Uchiha"; while it had been an accomplished mission, Naruto didn't feel any of the success as his counterparts had.
When our loveable idiot had triumphed over the Uchiha, he slung his teammate over his shoulder and positioned him as to not irritate the many wounds he had suffered during the conclusion of the epic battle before the Uzumaki jailer began to slowly trek through the forest surrounding Hi no Kuni*. It was a some minutes into the walk when his sensei, Hatake Kakashi, found both boys in worse shape that he had believed. Helping both boys as much as he could, their sensei accompanied them to the gates of Konoha. It was when they reached the enormous gates that Naruto saw the group that was waiting for his return.
They had both been rushed to the hospital. Sasuke was treated by numerous Iryō-nin while Naruto had been assessed by the female Hokage herself. Both had been cleared of not having life threatening injuries; Sasuke only had a few broken bones, a large welt on his head, and various fractures along his body. Despite his outward appearance from when he initially arrived at the hospital, Naruto had been healed of most of his injuries due to his tenant and was only injured from scratches and major chakra exhaustion. Yet due to the busty Hokage's insistence, the blonde genin was still forced to stay in the hospital for a few days.
It was later discovered by Jiraiya that the Cursed Seal was hiding a compulsion seal within the sealing matrix. It compromised and altered Sasuke's will which forced him into believing that Konoha was holding him back from accomplishing his objectives. Ultimately, it made the avenger want to abandon the Hidden Leaf. Removing said compulsion seal was simple enough, however, removing the Curse Seal completely was a completely different story. Sasuke had once again returned to being an arrogant, usually broody self, though he did show signs of breaking his character by showing a small smile and interacting with others of his age for short periods of time. He also thanked Naruto for stopping him, apologized for acting against him and almost killing him. Naruto responded with his usual grin and although it lacked his warmth and happiness, he got onto his friend and rival's nerves with Sasuke replying with a smirk and him throwing out a 'dobe' remark before walking off.
A week after the retrieval mission, Sasuke and Sakura had began dating, much to the chagrin of Naruto. It had broken his young heart when the news finally reached him, but like everything else in his life, Naruto had put on a fake smile, laughed it off, and congratulated them all the while joking to Sasuke about getting an early start on rebuilding his clan.
The only person to notice that Naruto had sunken in on himself was Jiraiya. The white haired pervert had been present in the room when the newly formed couple had revealed the big news to their remaining teammate and was there to comfort him after the two had left. Naruto shed quiet tears for the rest of the day and was completely silent the next. He didn't want to bother anyone with what he was feeling so he played the idiot everyone knew him to be and masked his emotions. When the blonde's silent treatment was less severe, the white haired Sannin had promptly decided to check him out of the hospital.
No would see the blonde Jinchūriki for half a year. His teammates and close friends repeatedly asked where the blond had disappeared to, however Tsunade had nothing concrete she could tell them. Even the busty Kage hadn't a clue where her perverted teammate and his apprentice had wandered off to. All she could divulge was that they were on a training trip and will return when his training was complete.
「Days later - Noon」
The boy thought about his future as a shinobi. Beside the young ninja was a scroll, just barely larger than the palm of his hand. It was given to him by his sensei, Ero-Sennin. He found a blood seal on it that kept anyone other than those with the same blood type from opening the item. Using instruction given to him by his new, supposed "Master", the blonde Uzumaki opened the scroll to view its contents. He was told that once he'd read what was held within, the two shinobi would begin training for the next few months.
Thinking about the time he would be away, the Perverted Hermit told him about what he'd be learning and training the saddened teen in. From what he knew, Jiraiya would teach and perfect the different aspects of Ninja into him; namely Nin-, Gen-, Tai-, Ken-, and Fūinjutsu. Whether or not that meant using the easy way or a more difficult approach was up to him. When questioned what he meant about that, the Toad Sage said he'd understand after he'd read the entirety of the scroll.
It had only been a few days since Naruto had departed from Konoha, yet his skillset and repertoire has immensely grown. Once the class dobe and dead last in every aspect, now an unknown and can keep up with the Toad Sage when he was somewhat trying.
Having already left the village with his eccentric teacher almost a week prior were most likely the hardest days of his life to date. Struggling with his emotions and insecurities were the cause of a lot of his strife. About two days into his impromptu trip, his sensei had given him a fairly large scroll, just larger than the size of the man's palm. Within held the contents of his inheritance or so he was told. The boy in question had no idea such a thing was in existence because he had been told time and again that he was a clanless orphan. However now, due to circumstances outside of his control, the Uzumaki child is now worthy enough to know who his family was? Who the hell determined that?
While the training had paid off for our blond hero, Naruto was feeling mixed emotions with the new information he had been granted from within the scroll. What shocked him the most was the author of the scroll, it was from his late father, Namikaze Minato, otherwise known as the Yondaime Hokage.
My dearest son,
I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am for my actions towards you. If there were any other possible way to avoid my current choice, I would have taken it, yet I cannot ask another parent to give up their child if I myself am unwilling to do it. I hope that you can forgive the choice I have made.
If you're reading this, then you have just become a genin. I am so proud of you, both as a father and as the Hokage. I hope Sarutobi has told you about your heritage and what it means to be a ninja. There are several scrolls about all the knowledge of my jutsus, along with several other arts I have accumulated over the years. The fact that I have perished means that you are the sole heir to these scrolls.
I apologize for you having to wait this long to hear about your heritage, but it was too dangerous for you to learn this earlier on. I made many enemies while I was alive, especially during the Third Great War. If word got out that I had a son before you were able to defend yourself, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. So until you are of jounin rank, I ask you to please not share any information within the scrolls.
As a father, I sincerely hope you have had a good life. I'm sure the village has been spoiling you rotten. After all, you are the village's hero. Without you, the Fox would still be roaming around. Hopefully, you haven't take after Jiraiya. He is a good sensei, yet he isn't the best role model around. Just because he's your godfather, doesn't mean you should follow in his footsteps and become a pervert; or in his case, a super pervert. Be wary of your godmother as well, Tsunade is better than Jiraiya by far, but don't get into a habit of drinking like her or angering her past the limit. She has quite a temper.
I'm sorry I don't have more to say, my son. There isn't much time. I need to prepare for something special. Your mother and I love you very much.
Love,
Namikaze Minato,
Yondaime Hokage
Naruto had read and reread the letter many times over, burning the words into his memory. His hero, the man he once dreamed of surpassing, was his late father. He should've been happy, being related to the greatest hero the Leaf ever had. And yet, he was angry. Those hateful glares, the abuse, all his loneliness… it was all his fault!
But throughout it all, Naruto couldn't fault the Yondaime for his actions.
He was right. What type of man would he have been, if he asked another parent for their child to be used as a sacrifice of great importance, if he himself couldn't bear the thought. If anything, Naruto respected him even more. To give up your own blood, to give everything you have... for the village. It wasn't the fact that he had cursed him with his burden that made the blonde angry, it was the ingenuous nature of the man.
It was his ideals that made no sense. Believing that Naruto would be seen as a hero of the Leaf despite being the container of the greatest of the Tailed Beasts; right after having the village be half demolished by the Kyūbi while killing so many people.
All of these thoughts made his blood boil.
Then, there was the fact that the letter had been addressed to him right after he had made genin… genin! An event that had taken place a little over a year ago. Hokage-jiji was supposed to tell him of his heritage after he had received his Hitai-ate, but had put it off for unknown reasons.
He didn't even think about his supposed godparents, Jiraiya and Tsunade.
With negative emotions bubbling within him, Naruto exited the area where he trained with possibly the one of the only family he had remaining. Behind him, Jiraiya watched his godson with a troubled expression. The two hadn't been together long and he tried rectifying his actions by making amends with his former student's son. However, this was the first time since that fateful day in the hospital where Naruto showed an emotion besides that blank mask.
「Afternoon」
"I don't hate him if that's what you're wondering," the blonde remarked as he was faced away when Jiraiya had appeared before him. The whiskered teen had taken to wandering the area they had stopped in for awhile. In his mind, there were a storm of emotions that angered and confused him. Having to deal with such an unveil while on his supposed vacation was not how the blonde planned on dealing with his already heartbroken image. Naruto hadn't said a word to his Master and now revealed godfather since he'd read the letter. This was the first interaction in a few days.
"I take it that you've been thinking about your parents?"
Naruto gave a simple nod.
"If it's any consolation, I apologize for not being there for you throughout most of your life."
Naruto merely shrugged, "I refuse to live in the past, Ero-sennin. I'd be a psychopath if I was. But I do have some questions that need answering. And I think you're the one that can provide me with them."
Jiraiya raised an eyebrow at this and replied, "Alright. Go on then, shoot."
"What were my parents like?"
Jiraiya scratched the back of his head. He didn't expect that question at first. However, the Toad Sage gave Naruto his much awaited answer. Naruto learned much from his Master. He learned that his father was like him in learning style; the Yondaime was a kinesthetic learner. Minato learned by doing much like he was although his father took it further in theory and application better than he did. His father was much more inquisitive. He explored many avenues of the shinobi arts before settling with Fūinjutsu when Kushina came into play.
Minato excelled in many of them but it was in Fūinjutsu that his genius brought forth exemplary results. Paired with a sharp mind and observative qualities, his skill and finesse outclassed many of his generation. The man had strength and power in spades, however, that aspect wasn't what made him a candidate of the Hokage seat. The Yondaime Hokage was a very cheerful person; approachable and friendly when off duty. Many of the villagers often came to him just to bask in the ambience of his presence. Even the more asocial clan heads were drawn to his likable personality. It was what had given him the extra boost to propel him toward being the number one candidate of leadership. His sense of loyalty to Konoha and professionalism was something to note during missions and wartime. He was decisive and moved sharply. It was why the Hiraishin was something that easily complimented him. It was said that Minato had perfected and tweaked the jutsu so well that he surpassed the Nidaime Hokage in usage. The Toad Sage even remembered when his first apprentice had come to him and Kushina when saying he wanted to branch the Hiraishin into other techniques. Konoha love the Fourth overly so, but his enemies cowered before his might.
Kushina though, in contrast to his father, was more untamed. She had full knowledge of Uzumaki style Fūinjutsu and used it effectively throughout the battlefield. Due to the destruction of her homeland when she was young, the red headed kunoichi was mainly self-taught. She even built on the foundations of her creative matrices and expanded the knowledge of Konoha's seal practitioners. Though she was skilled in Fūinjutsu practice and theory, she also had a temper to go along with her skill making her one of the most dangerous people that enemy shinobi would come across in the battlefield. Her most powerful trait though, was her ability to restrain Bijū chakra and suppress normal with her own unique weapon. She had called them Kongō Fūsa*. It was a technique that molds the users chakra into extremely durable chains which can be used for various purposes, such as directly combating or physically restraining their targets.
It was a rare trait within the Uzumaki clan; a clan that existed once outside the borders of Hi no Kuni that was now left in ruins. The Shodaime Hokage's wife also displayed this unique ability and Naruto was somewhat disappointed that he didn't develop anything like it. However, Jiraiya never said it couldn't be recreated.
But one thing that stuck with Naruto's mind though, was Jiraiya's words to him at the end of his story. "Your parents, they loved you the moment they found out Kushina was pregnant. Your dad would dote on your mom and your mom would buy almost everything that she could reach of the highest quality just for you and wouldn't accept anything less. She wanted to spoil you so badly when you were out. Your father was preparing for many things too, in the event of his absences being Hokage. He was preparing a small training area and a place where you could play inside the tower whenever your mother was out. He was excited. They both were. I guess that's what parenthood does to you."
Naruto simply lowered his head and smiled as he closed his eyes. "Kami, I was prepared to hate them if ever things were different. That way, it'd be much easier for me to accept all the shit I've been through." Tears had built up and blurred his vision, but he hadn't minded in the least. "But hearing that they really were doing absolutely everything for me even before I was born, I…" The tears began to fall. Naruto was shaking as he kneeled down and grasped the green grass beneath his feet.
"I'm so fucking happy!"
Jiraiya closed his eyes at this as he stared at the full moon that night.
"Believe me kid. Although there will be strange fuck ups in this world, parents would more than likely love their children rather than hate them. It's a natural part of our lives. Even the most hardened of criminals; some of them would do anything for their children."
It would be a several minutes more when Naruto would finally recover as he asked the old toad, "What will I be learning?"
Jiraiya merely replied with a grin, "Mostly shinobi arts that are outside the main three. The sages of Myōbokuzan are also interested in meeting you and I'm willing to devote my time in teaching you an art that you were supposed to learn under your parents."
"You mean…"
"Fūinjutsu? Yes, that's part of it. You'll be learning how to make seals, how to apply them and what does what. It's a fairly complicated art; one that would actually take years of study, but with your training method we can shorten the time of you entering a novice to proficiency."
Naruto nodded and Jiraiya nodded as well, "Good. Now would be a good time for you to learn that the Rasengan was and still is an incomplete jutsu."
Naruto's mind paused at that, "...What?"
Jiraiya grinned, "That's right. The Rasengan was meant to be a technique that would take shape manipulation to its limit and well as its form manipulation. Unfortunately, Minato's unfortunate death has stopped it from realizing its true potential. So now, I'm willing that you make good on your old man's work and in turn, create a new jutsu with your own hands."
Not only had Naruto begun taking his own training seriously but he had also replaced his orange jumpsuit for black pants, a long-sleeved navy shirt that clung to his body and a sleeveless haori like Jiraiya only white in color. Along with new clothing he had taken the time to ask his sensei to provide him with the information on the basic principals of the shinobi arts; mainly because he initially missed them in the academy due to his love of pranks and attention-seeking attitude.
Jiraiya hid his surprise at his attentiveness, but didn't falter. The man knew what his protegé had to work on, but was grateful he was willing to take charge. Unlike the first time around when searching for his busty teammate, Naruto now wanted to train with a purpose in mind. Even if the reason for it wasn't beneficial in the long run. The Jinchūriki was goal driven for sure and he put everything out of mind until the task was achieved. However, once he completed that specific task, his thoughts would surely drift back to whatever he tried forgetting in the first place. To be reminded after repressing those feelings wasn't healthy at all.
'It was a mistake to keep his heritage from him. What should I do with your son, Minato...?' thought the Toad Sage. He stood a ways from his second apprentice, gauging him from afar. The boy was improving at a fast pace, that was for sure. It's been almost two weeks and Naruto had already ingrained six years worth of basics into himself through the use of his Kage Bunshin. It truly was the only a way he could train.
'Now would be a good time to appraise his elemental affinity and give him some time to adapt to each exercise. Well, better get started.' Uncrossing his arms, Jiraiya mentally jotted what the next few weeks would comprise of. 'Elemental training, improved chakra control, physical conditioning, tactics, introduction to calligraphy and fūinjutsu, could I ask Ma and Pa to try teaching him to sense senjutsu? Hmm... teaching him the Frog Kata would be simpler afterwards.'
Hearing footsteps on the grass nearby Naruto looked up to the visage of his sensei with an uncharacteristically serious gaze set upon him. The Kyūbi Jinchūriki stood up to greet him and awaited for him to explain his next exercise. Now that he had a basic grasp of what he had missed, coming to the start of his planned approach didn't seem that far off.
"So gaki, now that you're mine for the next few months or so I'm going to push you well beyond your limits by using your unique talents to their best advantage." Taking out a card from his inner pocket, the white haired Sannin held it out to his godson. "First, channel some chakra into this paper. I have to see what I'll be working with," stated Jiraiya.
"What did you give me, you pervert?" questioned the blonde genin. He turned the card over and over trying to see anything special with the paper. Unfortunately, due to this, Naruto had unintentionally ignored everything the elder shinobi had said. However, after a couple tries and failing to see any unique ability of it, didn't listen to his teacher's instructions. When the whiskered boy looked up to see his teacher waiting for him, he also waited for a moment.
"Didn't you listen to anything I said, brat?!" face palming at his student's disregard, Jiraiya calmed himself, lest he be dragged into his pace. 'Kushina, why did he have to take after you so much…?' "I'll explain it one more time, listen up," stated the Toad Sage. "That paper will tell me what chakra affinity you're most attuned to. That way, I'll be able to train you more efficiently. So channel some chakra into the slip and we'll see which nature you've inherited, get it?" Seeing his student nod and accept the explanation, Jiraiya internally cringed. 'I wonder if I was ever this slow. I finally understand and I'm so sorry Sensei,' prayed the white haired Sannin.
Finally comprehending the task given to him, Naruto channeled a bit of chakra into the small square. What happened first drew both occupants' eyes to the small slip. The paper split right down the middle, giving two halves to the boy. Then before their very eyes, the paper wilted a bit as if drenched by a splash of water.
"So, it got cut in half and wilted. Does that mean I have two chakra natures?"
"You're correct, brat. But even if you have more potential than the average shinobi, never forget to train and perfect yourself, got it?" smirked the aged veteran.
"The hell are we waiting for!?" blurted out the blonde Uzumaki. The time both Master and student spent with one another was one neither would forget for as long as they lived.
8 Months Pass...
Naruto did indeed return. He still seemed to be the hyperactive and loud person they all were familiar with. The Konoha 11 wondered what the knuckle headed blond was up to within the six months he practically vanished. Upon multiple requests to know what his training consisted of and several refusals to tell them, the Konoha group finally gave up. They were just glad to have their comrade back in the village.
Little did they know, the Naruto all his friends had loved, cared for and were happy to be around was about to disappear once more, possibly for good.
Naruto was laying on his bed in a new apartment; his previous apartment having been destroyed in the Invasion of Sound. Thinking back to the earlier times of his training, the middle aged teen remembered the discovery of the identity of his parents.
Naruto couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal and abandonment he knew was bubbling within his core.
He utterly despised the village. He hated the people living within the walls of the village. He loathed being in the dark of all the secrets that were being kept from him. He detested not being appreciated for all the hard work he put forth for both the villagers and his own fellow ninja. People said that Konohagakure was the foremost place to live in the Elemental Nations; that it brimmed with the friendliest people around and that the reason they were so strong was because of how they believed in teamwork and kindness, but that far from the truth. The people weren't friendly, they were spiteful creatures that hid behind a mask of kindness until their true intentions came out. They were no different from anyone else.
It made him sick.
A familiar voice resonated within his mind. 'Then leave.'
Sitting up while his long blond locks fell over his eyes while hiding them in shadows, Naruto took the small scroll addressed to him by his now known father and put it into a small pack.
Standing, he made his way around his small apartment and packed everything he had of value: clothes, scrolls he had read and collected over time; including the few scrolls given to him by Jiraiya, and a few rations of food. He tidied up around his apartment while giving it a once over for the last time. With satisfaction he quickly exited the small apartment and headed out with no destination in mind.
「Konohagakure Gates」
As the enormous gates came into view, Naruto saw the two chūnin guards, Kotetsu and his partner-in-crime, Izumo. Other than the blond ninja's footsteps as he neared the gates, the street leading out of Konoha was completely silent. Hearing noise coming from the direction of the village, the two chūnin tensed but relaxed after finding it was only the orange wearing shinobi. Looking at one another, they had a silent debate over who was to confront the orange wearing genin. In the end, Izumo won the inaudible battle. As the bandaged man moved to intercept the young teen hoping to ask where he was heading to, Izumo sat at their designated cubicle to watch from afar. The two chūnin knew that the blonde hadn't been promoted last exams and that made them a little wary. Genin weren't permitted to leave the village without a squad unless said person or team had a missive stating what their objective was from their Hokage. Naruto, who's his eyes were still shadowed by hair, made no reaction that the chūnin was there and instead kept at his own pace out of the village.
"Where do you think you're going Naruto?" asked one of the two chūnin guards. He didn't want to be overly aggressive towards the young boy. He wasn't like a majority of the villagers who held concealed anger or resentment for him. They in actuality liked him and recognized him for his strength and enjoyed the pranks he used to pull in the Academy. Folding his arms in front of him, Izumo knew something was amiss.
In response, Naruto merely walked passed him, ignoring the man as if he wasn't there and continued out of the enormous gates.
Annoyed at being ignored so late at night but only letting out a slight huff, he began to reach for the shoulder of the unusually quiet blonde. Kotetsu asked once more, "Hey Naruto, I'm talking to yo-"
He never had the chance to finish his question. As the man was talking, Naruto suddenly spun, faced the chūnin and stabbed him in the stomach with a kunai he kept hidden in his sleeve. Eyes widening by a fraction, Kotetsu let out a strangled gasp as he slumped to a knee, his partner Izumo quickly coming to his side.
"Hey! 'Tetsu, you alright!?" Looking over to Naruto, he noticed the young blond retreating into the darkness of the awaiting forest.
Clicking his teeth in anger, he gingerly helped his friend to his feet and made their way to the hospital and later the Hokage Tower to report the incident.
「Deep In The Forest」
It wasn't until hours of running that Naruto sensed his pursuers finally catch up to him.
'I thought I'd have more time, but I guess not.' thought Naruto grimly.
He had been leaping through the trees nonstop ever since he'd left the village. For a brief moment, our protagonist thought about ditching them by use of Kage Bunshin, but thought better of it. 'I should probably leave some last words to them before continuing on my way.' Instead he paused on the branch he was currently waiting on so whatever team the Hokage thought to send could catch up to him.
Luckily for him, Naruto didn't have to wait very long, for a few moments after his pause, rustling could be heard in the forest and out stepped the retrieval team. Naruto briefly glanced at those sent; his old team, Rock Lee, Hinata, Ino, and Shikamaru faced him on an opposite branch with varying expressions of confusion, desperation and worry.
Kakashi, who stepped up with a hand slightly raised in a placating manner, moved forward seeming to be the leader of the retrieval team. "Naruto, I don't know what happened, but you need to come with us right now. The chūnin isn't mortally wounded. He's still a bit shaken, but will make a complete recovery. Come back and tell us everything that happened. This incident doesn't need to go any further than it already has."
Naruto blankly stared at his former teacher. Did this man think him stupid? His eyes hovered over his former comrades with suspicion before turning back to Kakashi.
'Something doesn't seem right' thought Shikamaru. His posture still had a lazy attitude but his mind was whirring with thoughts and scenarios pertaining to the teen in front of him. The pineapple haired boy could see that physically the person was still Naruto, though something about him was off. His mentality and demeanor had altered. Everything that related to Naruto went through his mind could describe this change. He couldn't come up with a concrete solution.
Naruto opened his mouth and spoke words nobody ever thought could come out of his mouth. "Too bad. We should have just slit his throat and be done with it."
The casual dismissal by the blond was not only shocking but carelessly said. Was this really their hyperactive friend? What happened to him? Everyone's eyes widened slightly; Kakashi having believed something more drastic happened adopted a more hostile stature. The Copycat spoke, "You aren't Naruto. What's going on? Are you the Fox? Have you been controlling him?"
Shaking his head, the blonde Jinchūriki allowed a small smirk to cross his features. "Really? Are you going to blame the Kyūbi for my actions? Is that the best you can come up with, sensei? You really know nothing about us." Letting out a tired sigh Naruto continued. "We've had enough."
At the confused stare in his former teacher's eye, Naruto sneered.
"Out of everyone here Kakashi, you have known the most! Thirteen years… for thirteen years, we've been the village's pariah over something we couldn't control. All the hateful glares and snide comments, the abuse, and hellish loneliness. I am never going back! And when I finally find out who my father was… that it was his fault everything occurred. I've had enough! We are never going back to that hellhole!"
As he finished his short speech, Naruto ripped off his headband, threw it towards the group and began going through hand seals.
The group moved forward trying to stop whatever Naruto had planned but was too late before he called out.
"Gyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu*!"
Present Time
Following the time in the forest, Naruto woke up in a strange place. Something had gone wrong with his summoning technique. It was supposed to bring him to Myōbokuzan, the Toad Mountain, but obviously he didn't even come close. At the very least, he didn't return to Konoha. He hadn't wanted to fight his old comrades. Not yet anyway.
Standing to his feet, albeit shakily, Naruto hesitantly looked around his new surroundings. Walking to the edge of what seemed to be an alley, he peered around the corner to observe his new location. What he saw startled him to silence. There were people of various shapes and sizes. Looking from his outfit to the many people dotting the streets, he came to a conclusion.
'I need to blend into this new city.'
He threw off his wet, orange jacket leaving him in a form fitting black t-shirt, showing just how thin he actually was instead of bulky like many thought he usually was, and his orange trousers. Letting out another sigh, Naruto walked into the darkened, crowded street.
「Unknown Location」
Kakashi and his team awoke in an unknown location. As the team leader, the Copycat took charge and maneuvered in the new environment they were in. He easily kept to the shadows. Not finding anything worth mentioning other than the strange technology and the different state of dress many people wore, he retreated back to the clearing where the rest of his team wound up in. The Copycat ordered that they find a shelter for further orders and communication. The group split up and searched for anything available. Hinata eventually happened upon an old abandoned warehouse and reported it to her superior officer. They all then decided to set up a temporary camp. The Konoha nin had no information on their location nor clue where they had been sent, or even if there was a way back. In the distance they could see a lone island with some sort of tower in the shape of the letter 'T'.
Kakashi called everyone together and summed up everything that had happened.
"I have nothing useful to report. We obviously have been summoned to an unknown area and by the looks of things, we are nowhere near the Elemental Countries from my experience."
The six genin around the silver haired Jōnin face faulted. After a moment, the clicking of teeth with a muttered, "Troublesome" could be heard. The teens and Jōnin turned to Shikamaru. The shadow user was currently the best at analyzing situations and coming up with strategies second being the Copycat himself.
"Whatever Naruto had planned to accomplish obviously didn't work the way he had initially hoped because I doubt he would have brought us along willingly. At least, I don't think he would based on the way he acted when we showed up. Which is another reason to be concerned, he didn't act the way he usually would. From earlier observations, we can assume that the Jutsu wasn't supposed to bring us to.. wherever this place is located. He probably made a mistake in the hand seals, which means he's as lost as we currently are" finished the lazy Nara.
While absorbing all the information the Nara had gathered, a snort was heard from Ino.
"That sure sounds like him. The deadlast could never do anything right."
Before anyone could refute the platinum blond, someone who should have been the last person who would defend Naruto yelled out in retaliation. "Shut up Ino! No matter what happened to Naruto, he's still our friend!" The remaining members of the team looked at the last Uchiha in surprise while the dark haired teen glared at the Yamanaka.
Despite his attitude around civilians and shinobi alike, including Naruto, Sasuke holds a large amount of respect for his blond teammate. Although he won't admit it openly, he was saved from a fate worse than he could imagine; he'd always feel indebted to the orange wearing ninja. He was intelligent enough, though not on the level of his sensei and the shadow user, to conclude that he somewhat knew what was going through his orange wearing teammate's mind when he heard about his and Sakura's relationship. Sasuke would admit the blond's mask was nearly perfect. Even so, he could tell from the smile he showed that day; his happiness didn't reach his eyes. Yet, the look in his eyes before he put his happy mask on still chilled him to this day. He didn't put on the facade for himself, he did it for their sake. Sasuke clenched his fist even tighter. The next time he saw Naruto, it was his turn to save his teammate.
"He stabbed a chūnin for doing his job and fled from the village! He's nothing but a traitor now."
In a rush of anger, Sasuke took a threatening step towards the blond kunoichi and yelled his displeasure. "Is that what you think? Then what does that make me? I willingly ran from the village, remember? And no matter what, Naruto never gave up on me. So I won't give up on him either!" Unknownst to him, Sasuke had activated his three-tomoe Sharingan while venting his frustrations.
Placing a heavy hand upon Sasuke's shoulder, Kakashi forced him to calm down. "Nobody is giving up on Naruto. Ino, before you utter another word, think before you speak."
Bringing his emotions under control once more, Sasuke maneuvered himself over to Sakura and held her hand to distract his thoughts. Sakura, in an attempt to console him, stroked his hand with her thumb while giving him a chaste kiss on his cheek. Kakashi inwardly sighed seeing his student reign in his malevolent emotions. The scarecrow turned to Shikamaru. "What do you suggest we do now?"
Raising an eyebrow to his superior, the lazy Nara let out a yawn. "Why are you asking me? You're the team leader." Using his signature eye smile, Kakashi said, "And you're team strategist."
"Troublesome. Well I guess the first thing to do is gather as much information we can on our new surroundings. Wherever we are, it doesn't match anything I've seen on the Elemental Nations. My father had me memorize all of the maps and locations of every Hidden Village. Also, from what I've heard on our way here, I doubt we speak the same language. I'd say we get Ino to use her 'Shintenshin no Jutsu' on a few random civilians to try to learn what we can. Until then, we have to keep a low profile, nothing above what a civilian can do. Above all, we can't search for Naruto just yet.
Noticing they were about to argue, Kakashi agreed with his strategist. "Until we know exactly where we are, Shikamaru is right. We can't risk drawing more attention to ourselves, otherwise we risk having Naruto find out as well. I don't know how quickly information around here spreads, but it isn't wise to go showing off flashy jutsu. We don't know anything about them and for all we know, they could have a stronger military force. When our situation looks to be brighter than it is now, we won't pursue Naruto."
After complying with their superior officer, they all fell silent, unable to argue with his logic. Letting out a sigh of relief, Kakashi continued. "Don't worry everyone, hopefully this shouldn't take very long. Tomorrow, Ino, Shikamaru, and Hinata will excavate and gather whatever useful information they can. Hide from the populous as much as possible and when you're finished, come directly back here. Until then, rest. I'll take first watch, after me will be Sasuke then Sakura. It's been a long day and I get the feeling it won't change anytime soon.
3 years later
It had been a few years since Naruto had first landed in this unknown city and he could honestly say that he had never been happier.
After making his way out of the alley, he had wandered around for hours. No sense of direction in a new world, no way of speaking to anybody since he had learned that their way of speaking was different from his, and he had no simple way of gathering information. Eventually he had come across a large, old building that turned out to be a library. The secretary at the front of the place didn't spare him a second glance as he continued inside. It took him more than a dozen of books, but it turned out he could read a few books.
Deciding to spend more than just a few looks at certain books, he planned to camp out at this library and learn more about his new surroundings. Waiting until night befell his new location, Naruto crept into the library after hours and with the help of his Kage Bunshin, he spent the entire night reading and learning as much as he could. His first realization brought him out of his uncertainty of his whereabouts; he no longer resided in the Elemental Countries. This place didn't have shinobi. What they did have as a form of protection made him wary. There were regular police, more security levels above that and a military that every country had. Leagues above the civilian protection was something that baffled him. He made a note as to not reveal himself if there was no specific need to. Naruto had no intention to go against the so called "Justice League".
In reality, he didn't want to fight against anyone in this new world. This was a once in a lifetime chance. An entirely new world and although they had wars, Naruto felt no obligation to fight anyone. He would still train, knowing in the future there would be complications, but until that time came he was free. The Jinchūriki would be delighted to lead a normal life for a change.
It took a bit of time but to survive in this society, he forged some fake papers to stay as unnoticed as possible. With his past as a prankster and ninja, this wasn't as difficult as it set out to be. The Kyūbi Jinchūriki then took many odd jobs around the city using Kage Bunshin while under Henge*, saving as much money as possible. He mostly stuck to doing construction work due to it being easy. After a year and a half of his determination and constant working, Naruto saved up enough to buy a moderate building of his own and have a well enough sum left over.
He transformed the recently bought building into a bookstore. The building has two stories a grand sized ground floor with stairs leading up to a well sized loft area. Not only was this a bookstore, but this was his own personal home. There were three bedrooms in the loft area, though off limits to regular customers and a bathroom both upstairs and downstairs. His store did have a hidden door behind a bookcase in the ground floor. Only he could access it as of right now, due to Fūinjutsu. There was a very large space underneath the entire bookstore where Naruto keeps his more personal secrets, including his shinobi lifestyle.
Naruto was currently walking between a row of shelves, his arms full with books, a small smile on his face as he began putting them back in their respective places. Nodding to all the customers when they passed him by, he hummed a simple tune to himself.
Among the very first things Naruto had felt the need to do after acquiring enough money to blend in with society, was to purchase appropriate clothing to accommodate his new lifestyle. He could honestly say that while he didn't miss his old neon orange tracksuit, his new clothes were by far a better choice; add to the fact that no one here would deny selling him any of their products. It just made him all the angrier at the treatment he had received in Konoha. With them denying him what regular people were able to buy, he wasn't allowed even access into their establishment.
He now wore a black jacket over a dark crimson t-shirt, a pair of form fitting navy jeans and simple black Converse sneakers with bright orange laces.
What?
Just because his outfit didn't mainly consist of orange didn't mean he'd given up on the colour entirely. It was still his favorite colour.
His hands were covered with black fingerless gloves with a metal plate on the back of his right hand. The material was a fabric that while stretchy and could move to his liking, didn't tear or itch at his skin. It molded to his hand's shape very nicely. Covering his head was a black bucket hat with an orange stripe going around it. Over the years, Naruto had allowed his hair to grow, letting his bangs frame his face more. His sideburns now hung just above his jawline; if anyone who knew his father were to compare the two, the length would be a bit shorter than the man's.
Speaking of his father, he now looked like a younger version of him; minus the obvious whisker-like marks along with the more rounded eyes and jaw. Also the once hyperactive shinobi grew to a respectable height of 178 centimeters. It took a few years of nutritional eating and exercise, but his body had filled out. Naruto wasn't malnourished nor as lean in his childhood and early teen years. While he wasn't bulging or overly fit as some bodybuilders he's come across, our blond protagonist is quite fit. His figure was easily shown through his clothes since his muscles are easily recognizable.
Thinking to himself the former shinobi laughed. Oh how he had changed in the last few years. If only his past comrades could see him now. Having the previous 'dobe' willing to eat something other than ramen and actually willing to read whilst working around various books.
A gruff voice made its way into his mind.
'What does it matter what they would think? They never actually cared for you. They were the same as all the other foolish people in that god-forsaken village.'
Letting out a small sigh at hearing a familiar voice within his head, Naruto made no outward reaction to it.
For years after his departure, Naruto had been hearing numerous voices in his head feeding him words of advice to just talking to him. Seven to be exact. While he thought only the Kyūbi was within himself, he grew not to be so complacent anymore and asked who else was within himself. All they would tell him is that they were a part of him. There was Sloth, the most rational and for all intents and purposes was just as smart as but also lazy like Shikamaru; Pride, who would always tell him to fight anyone who challenged or disrespected him; Gluttony, who only wanted him to gorge himself upon his ever-favorite ramen; Greed, who prominently helped the most when coming into the new world; Envy, who had been silent ever since he left Konoha; Lust, who strangely was accepting, comforting, and an all around good person and the ever present Wrath.
Unknown to him at the time, it was actually because of Wrath that Naruto had assaulted the gate guard and talked like he had to Kakashi. He had been very angry that Wrath had been able to influence him, not enough to outright kill someone, but enough to willingly hurt a person for getting in his way. Despite extra voices within him, Naruto didn't feel any of them were threatening or evil, even if they represented the Seven Deadly Sins. They all had one thing in common: to protect the main personality, him. They worried about his interests and only wanted what they thought was best for him at the time, even Wrath. In a way, they were all like family; messed up personalities stuck in one body.
'Not now Wrath, I'm working. It doesn't matter anyway, I'm far away from them now. I'm here and they aren't.'
Wrath didn't respond after that. Naruto continued to hum to himself quietly as he made his way around his little shop, a content smile on his face.
「Around the City」
Slowly walking at her own leisurely pace towards her favorite cafe, a teenage girl in a large blue cloak with her hood pulled up could be heard grumbling under her breath. Something about a stupid green loudmouth and cocky robots. She must have had a high tolerance because sometimes she doesn't know why she puts up with them. Shaking her head slightly to clear her troubled thoughts, the grey skinned girl took several deep breaths to calm herself. It wouldn't do to have her emotions spike in a crowded city like this. She could have destroyed something by accident.
Having a majority of the people around her blatantly staring at her, Raven ignored them and continued towards her favorite place already used to this treatment. If anything, Raven had the easiest time out of her friends and teammates. Despite her popularity as a Titan, many avoided approaching her due to her dark personality and looks. She thought back to a time when her leader, Robin, had been mobbed by his crazed fans and dragged off. It was difficult tracking their spiky haired friend. When they did they saw Robin was shaken up while curled into the fetal position. Whatever his fans had done to the Boy Wonder had scarred him until this day.
Just as she was coming out of her thoughts, the female Titan found a fairly large store she hadn't recognized before. While the name of the establishment read, "Crossroads", the outer appearance really made the store stand out from others she'd visited before. The entrance to the compact sized structure was surprisingly detailed. Along the edges of the building, wooden structures that resembled trees dotted the front. It appeared as if the title of the store was embroidered in the leaves with a Gothic-type lettering. Beneath the title was a simple statement, 'Before you ask which way to go, remember where you've been.'
Her interest now peaked with the exceptional impression, Raven searched for an indication that the place was open. Even though it grabbed her attention, Raven would be disappointed to find that 'Crossroads' was "Coming Soon". The only object that allowed her to know the building wasn't abandoned was a sign perched in front of a door. It read: 'Welcome all, we are open!'.
Her thoughts were further interrupted by a man in a business suit soaring out of said building's door, followed shortly by a relatively loud cry to stay out. Turning from the downed man to the door he was recently thrown from, Raven gathered her wits and calmly opened the door.
「Crossroads - Bookstore」
Eyes widening slightly, Raven noted that the "fairly large" store was significantly more than she first assumed.
There was a pleasant atmosphere that carried its way throughout the entire library she found herself in. Several rows of bookshelves with a variety of genres dotted the two floors. Everything that seemed to be made of wood within the place looked to be modeled after Neo-Gothic and Art decorative elements.
There was a staircase that spiraled from the bottom until it straightened out at the top leading to a loft-type upper floor. An ornate balcony overlooking the ground floor with a plethora of chairs and desks for its customers to rest in while enjoying the book of their choice. Dark orbs that were obviously security cameras took residence in strategically placed areas around the room that overlooked parts of the bookstore.
Raven's curiosity rose when the girl observed a trio of people sitting at one of the desks near the fence of the balcony. Each of them seemed to be pouring over a book that gave the impression of being older than the rest of the books in the store. Cocking her head to one side, the indigo haired female thought it should belong in a museum rather than an open store such as this.
Slowly making her way around the shelves, Raven inspected all the books to be read. Soon she found herself with the others on the balcony. Upon closer inspection, the grey skinned teen could see they had on rubber gloves while carefully turning the pages and taking notes.
Her eyes were drawn to the glass cases along the walls in place of a few shelves. Each case had three books inside, except for one that only had two spaces filled with a blank space between the two. Walking over to inspect what the engravings on the books read, she widened her eyes in amazement. The books were perfectly preserved and placed upon pillows of velvety crimson. She could tell even if it was preserved to perfection that these books weren't normal. It was the decorations that caught her eyes. She recognized them as occult and spellbooks, particularly rare ones that should have been worth a small fortune each. Raven had actually been trying to find some of these for several years now. Which brought forth a question, what were these powerful artifacts doing in such a public bookstore such as this? Raven was brought out of her cluttered thoughts by a voice beside her.
"Beautiful, aren't they?"
Subduing her surprise as much as possible, Raven slowly turned her head to the boy standing next to her. He didn't look that much older than her, seventeen at the most, but the way he stood and his body type gave him a slightly older look. Quickly looking over his appearance, Raven found the teen to be very attractive. Which startled her, since when did she who was the epitome of introvert and being antisocial, check out others who put themselves out there to greet strangers?
Not bothering to continue her train of thought, the girl didn't make any attempt to answer his question and instead gave him a once over. The nameless boy had long, spiky blond hair and a rounded face that showed he was still pretty young. What really caught her attention was the sight of marks on his cheeks; three straight lines evenly spaced apart one another that resembled whiskers. At first the female Titan believed them to be scars, but found that his cheeks matched. Birthmarks were a possibility, but what kind of mark were whiskers?
On top of his head was a black bucket hat to which the brightest bluest eyes she had ever seen gazed at her in happiness. Raven found her own cheeks heating up slightly at the sight of this handsome guy. Feeling herself start to lose some composure because of the cute blond, Raven turned her attention back to the books. Even though she was inwardly happy someone wasn't afraid to speak to her, Raven thought it was only him being friendly. She opted to be silent in order to gauge how this person truly was.
She heard the blond teen speak again, "Not many people can appreciate books such as these."
Suppressing the happiness welling up within her, Raven thought about talking freely to the boy beside her. Finding her voice Raven spoke, albeit softly, "They are beautiful, though I wonder how a shop like this can afford to possess them. The grimoire on the right alone is easily worth over fifteen thousand dollars."
Chuckling softly to himself at his companion's words he replied, "Close. It was twelve thousand to be exact. I found it months ago on an online auction. The poor man didn't even realize what he had lost."
Turning to face the boy once more, Raven let a bit of surprise take over her features. Was he serious? He talked as if he owned the book.
"Are you the one who owns this book!?"
A small twitch at the side of his lips was all it took to flush the grey skinned girl's cheeks. Raven was glad that her hood still hid her face from view.
"You're partially correct. I own the rest of them as well. My name is Uzumaki Naruto. Naruto being my given name. I am the owner of this store." He offered his hand in a greeting towards a possible customer.
Accepting the offered hand, Raven gripped it lightly whilst giving her own name. "Raven."
When he learned her name, even if he had already known it, a wider smile adorned Naruto's lips that had shown off his larger than average canines. The bucket hat teen gestured towards the book.
"Well, Raven-san, would you like to take a closer look?"
To say she was shocked would be an understatement. A boy she had just met, even if he was the shop owner, had offered to let her view a book worth thousands of dollars just as easy as someone would ask about the weather.
"Are you sure that's okay? I mean, you paid a lot of money for it."
Reaching into his pocket, Naruto put on a pair of blue rubber gloves, took out a small ring of keys from his pocket, pulled an intricate looking key on a chain and unlocked the display case with a low chuckle. Pulling the book from the case as he closed the door, the blond teen walked over to one of the desks at the balcony of the loft with Raven right behind him.
"I don't mind. After all what's the point of a book if no one reads them? Especially one as special as this one. Normally I would charge you for it, but since you seem to be one of the few that actually knows what this contains, I believe I can make an exception. The fact that you're attractive doesn't hurt."
This time a large blush overcame her but thankfully his back was turned so he wasn't able to see it.
Taking the empty seat next to the teenaged owner and taking the gloves he offered her, she carefully flipped through the old artifact. Raven soon found herself lost within its pages.
'So much knowledge.' thought Raven.
「Bookstore - Late Afternoon」
It wasn't until the sunset rays permeated throughout the store that the female Titan realized she had been reading for a few hours and probably would have continued reading if Naruto hadn't tapped her shoulder while announcing it was time to close down the shop. She was so distracted by the book that the teen didn't even notice they were the only two remaining in the store.
After watching the boy take care of his shop and watching him place the book back into the glass casing, she suddenly thought of the man that was thrown out earlier in the day when she passing by.
"Before I leave, may I ask something?"
Curious to whatever question she might have, Naruto nodded. "Even though you already have?" He snickered silently when the girl before him rolled her eyes, though the smile that betrayed her actions let him know that it was all in jest. "Sure. Ask away."
"The reason I came here in the first place was because I saw a man literally being thrown out as I was passing by. Why was that?"
Pausing in his thoughts, Naruto continued working to close down the shop, putting things in their rightful places. "You must mean Mr. Gold, or "The Collector". He's known to be a private collector of rare or limited artifacts. He's been after a few in my collection for awhile now. He didn't take no for an answer, so I gave him a different one."
Raising an eyebrow at the casual dismissal by the blond owner, Raven couldn't hide the amusement in her voice. "Just like that?"
"People who act like him think that because they have money to spend on anything they wish, they can get whatever they desire. He didn't want my books to read them; he wanted to own them so no one else could have them."
Raven saw the logic in his words. Most people that collected books or any other type of rare object would never actually use them or let anyone else for that matter. It looked as if Naruto was one of the rare few that didn't mind letting others read his books… as long as they paid the correct price, of course.
After receiving her answer, Raven left for Titan's Tower with a short goodbye and telling him she'll return one of these days to see more of his books. Naruto waved her off. He also gave her a charming smile and a promise that if she played her cards right he would let her see whatever she wanted.
The double meaning behind his words left Raven with an atomic blush that lasted until she reached her home.
Chapter Finished!
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Uploaded On: 31 January 2016
Edited On: 06 July 2017
Total Word Count: 11,454
Words & Meanings:
Hi no Kuni (火の国) - Land of Fire
Jutsu - skills/techniques
Konohagakure no Sato (木ノ葉隠れの里) - Village Hidden in the Leaves
Jinchūriki (人柱力) - Power of Human Sacrifice
Bijū (尾獣) - Tailed Beasts
Kyūbi no Yoko (九尾) - Nine-Tailed Fox
Ninjutsu (忍術) - Ninja Techniques
Genjutsu (幻術) - Illusionary Techniques
Taijutsu (体術) - Body Techniques
Kenjutsu (剣術) - Sword Techniques
Fūinjutsu (封印術) - Sealing Techniques
Kongō Fūsa (金剛封鎖) - Adamantine Sealing Chains
Yondaime (四代目) - Fourth
Hokage (火影) - Fire Shadow
Genin (下忍) - Low Ninja
Chūnin (中忍) - Middle Ninja
Jōnin (上忍) - High/Elite Ninja
Kage Bunshin (影分身の術) - Shadow Clone Technique
Gyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu (逆口寄せの術) - Ninja Art: Reverse Summoning Jutsu
Myōbokuzan (妙木山) - Mysterious/Exquisite Tree Mountain
Sharingan (写輪眼) - Copy Wheel Eye
Shintenshin no Jutsu (心転身の術) - Mind Body Switch Technique
Henge (変化の術) - Transformation Technique