Uzumaki Naruto – Sannin of the blades

How many times has it been now, a hundred, two hundred... I don't know, I think I lost count at a fifty. The weird thing is, I have no marks to count the numbers of times I have been beaten. Not a scar, not a bruise, nothing. But this seems to piss people of even more. I mean they just don't leave me alone. I haven't done anything wrong, I don't even have a dream or ambition that could be bad in their eyes. Just how bad can ones life be.

As soon as someone sees me on the street, I get glances, and whispers, and I can hear everything. Words like 'monster', 'freak', 'demon', 'hell spawn' and other words that hurt. And don't forget the beatings, I mean I have been attacked by civilians, shinobis, even animals 'stupid inuzuka and their dumb dogs'. And this happens on a weekly basis, not to mention on my birthday, 10 october. I wonder could peoples anger be connected with the Kyubis demise. I mean I have wiskers-birthmarks. I don't know, its just to troublesome to think about.

But I just don't care. I put on a mask of innocence just to forget about it. And the pranks, damn cant they take a joke. Eh well the incident with the rotten eggs might have been a bit overboard, but how should I know they weren't fresh, sheesh loueash.

And lets not forget the mask of stupidity that I used, it was a stroke of genius. Instead of the constant glares from everyone, I saw a few smiles on a few of the people that hated me. Well it didn't last long though, but it was refreshing, I must add.

But this day was probably my most weird day of my life. I mean after so many things, that day was the turning point of my life, and the awakening of a dream and ambition that would propel me into the history-books, well maybe not history-books, but at least legends.

My name is Naruto Uzumaki, and this is my story

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"What a wonderful day to return home, don't you think, Villetta" A robed boy stood outside the gate of the hidden village of the leaves, Konohagakure. "Yes it is, but I just wish that we could leave this village all together, for what it has done for you" A red hair girl standing next to him answered.

Both were about same height, 6,3. The boy had long blond spiky hair, tied in a ponytail, with braids hanging down over his face, slightly covering over his cerulean blue eyes, while the rest of the hair somehow stood up like spikes. On his cheeks were whisker-marks.

The girl had long beautiful hair, tied in a ponytail facing upward on her backhead, and a braid, that both hung down to her waist, and a face that was nothing short of beautiful, as she had a darker tone to her skin than normal, beautiful eyes, and a smile that was 'melting' to anyone who saw it.

"Yeah, but if it hadn't been that way, neither you nor I would be standing here today. So im grateful for that day. Because of that day, our lives were about to change" the boy said as he stared at the gates. 'this village's problems were the cause, but none of it all would have happened if he hadn't been there. Cause he was the catalyst for the entire thing, my life's big change...'

Flashback no Jutsu

"Get him, kill the god damn demon" a rather loud yell was heard on the street. As people looked for the source a speck of orange blurred past them, followed by a group of chunnin and civilians. As the orange speck and mob passed a elder man with red lines from his eyes, white hair in a long ponytail, a red jacket, as well as a forehead protector with the kanji for 'oil' on it, the man turned just to see a boy no older than 6, running past him with a face distorted by terror. But it was how he looked that surprised him.

The kid had sun-kissed blond hair in a spiky mess, deep blue eyes and... 'whiskermarks' he thought, shocked, as the boy turned his head to him. It only lasted a fraction of a second, but the fear in the boys eyes shocked him. As fast as he appeared, he disappeared with the mob close behind, screaming things that included death and demon, with thousands of variety's.

When they had disappeared, the old man just stood there in shock for a few moments before he jumped after the mob. It didn't take him long to find them thought, cause there was a huge gathering up ahead. As he neared the crowd he heard a bloodchilling scream. Not the scream that sounds of pain, anger or anguish but pure fear. Ah man its just terrifying to even think about it. As the man jumped the crowd and landed inside the circle of people he saw what had happened.

Lying there in a heap of bloodsoaked mud, the now bloodcoated boy was being beaten, stabbed, cut and generally assaulted. As each of the shinobis that were kicking and stabbing him, one mob-member saw the old man, and seemed to smirk even more than before.

"Look its Jiraya, it seems hes here to save us from this abomination once and for all" he yelled, and everyone seemed to back away from the blond child, or redhead, hard to tell in his condition. 'Jiraya' decided to try and gather even more evidence against everyone here, as he hid the hissing anger that he had. As he walked over to the child he saw that most of the assailants were either civilians, chunnin and even a Jonin. Scowling for himself, he walked up to the blond 'heap', as he crunched down.

As he did that the blond tried to move away, even when every single limb had been almost severed. "Please don't kill me" was everything the blond could whimp out with a failing voice. As Jiraya looked into his eyes he was prepared for the fear he saw before, but he almost fell backwards in personal fear of what he saw.

Pleading eyes, the blond was looking at him, without words, asking him to end his life, to end his pain. Those eyes were never meant to exist in a small child. The sorrow that those eyes showed were heartbreaking, cause no child should be like this. He decided he had had enough. As he rose up, he heard complaints around him.

"Kill him, why wont you kill him yet. Oh I get it, you want to torture the demon a bit..." he never ended the sentence as he was impaled by a dozen kunais, as he died standing. Everyone that had been cheering before, suddenly fell silent. Why? Well have you ever seen a angry senior, let me tell you, they can frown like no one else. Plus the KI that he was emanating caused a few heart weak civ's to fall dead through cardiac arrest, and chocking the rest.

"WHO IN HELL GAVE YOU RIGHT" he roared, freaking out everyone. "Who gave you right to hurt him, who gave you right to scold him, who, who gave you right to cause him misery" he continued still not letting the KI fall. One brave chunnin tried to speak his two cents.

"Hes a god damn demon, it doesn't matter. He should just have died when he was born. And besides why should we not let him suffer for what he has done to us" he said raspy, sucking for breath. Well, not after his sentence as he lost his head. Now, Jiraya was mad.

"Misery, you call what you lived through a misery. Tell me, if it would have been your child, would you let the same thing happen to him, huh. Would you dare to tell me about misery if you lived his life" he yelled as he pointed towards the blond. "HUH, would you". A bit of the arrogance leaked away from the crowd, but the looks still hung.

"And tell me, has he ever fought back, has he ever complained about how you treat him, has he ever attacked you. Cause what I see is a child, a pure child that you throw all your misery at, because your just to weak to face it. Lives disappear, death is inevitable in our line of work. You cant face the fact that the true beast was defeated that day. Your only blaming a kid who happened to be born that day. So get lost, or not even the Shodaime, Nidaime, Sandaime and Yondaime combined will save your pathetic lives" he threatened. This caused everyone to scatter, trying their best to get away from him.

As Jiraya watched the mob disperse he noticed a presents he knew all to well, and just shook his head, then looking towards the source.

"You know, I can have you killed for disregarding a direct order from the Hokage, Kakashi." he said calmly as he walked up to the boy, who, he discovered, was healing his own wounds with astonishing speed. A figure blurred into sight. Grey spiky hair, black mask, forehead protector over his left eye, standard Anbu outfit, and a small wakasaki on the back of his belt, and a dogmask porcelain mask in his hand.

"I noticed that you were close, so I decided to wait for..." he started, but stopped when he saw Jiraya's face, distorted of anger. "You were never going to help him. Why don't you say the truth once in a while, cause it would at least not force others to 'cut' out the the info from you" Jiraya spat at his feet. Kakashi, not used to the mans act, backed away.

"You are still as arrogant as before both of them died. You say that 'those who leave others behind are worse than trash', but you're willing to kill a fellow villager, for your own personal revenge. Your pathetic, I understand why he didn't treat you better than the others, but you still hold onto that belief that your better than the rest of the world" Kakashi first growled, then snarled, then hung his head in defeat. He knew Jiraya was right.

Jiraya walked over to the now unconscious blond and picked him up. "Now if you don't mind, I will take my leave with the boy. It doesn't seem like he needs medical attention, as his wounds are almost gone already, but I guess he still has to have a checkup" he said as he left the Anbu-captain behind, heading for the hospital, after which he would have a talk with his old mentor.

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Beep, beep, beep, beep... 'oh shut the fuck up' a tired blond thought. As he raised his hand to smack the alarm clock, he noticed that he couldn't. Slowly he opened his eyes, greeted by a white tile sealing, after which it clicked. "mattaku, not again" he whispered to himself, as he steadily rose from the bed, letting the sheet slip down. "Ah I hate these hospital gowns, to much white, and the hole on the back, sheesh, no privacy there" he sighed. Then he noticed that there was someone in the room, well he noticed them earlier, but didn't take note of them, yet. That is until he heard them snicker.

"You don't have to hide from me, old man, and who is the other senior by the door" he said straight out, getting a chuckle from the Hokage, and a scowling "Who do you call senior, brat" from the other man. He just chuckled. "Well you didn't announce that you were there so I could not apply any kind of respect to someone who doesn't seem to be able to show it them selfs".

The man just sighed in defeat. "Fine, I guess your right, 'respect is earned, not given'" he started. "Im Jiraya, the toad-sannin" "Uzumaki Naruto, thank you very much" Naruto said as Jiraya now took a very weird pose "The great author of the Icha Icha paradise series" he was interrupted by a snort from the blond "and surely, one hell of a pervert, which I despise, thank you very much" he said in a sing song attitude that dripped of sarcasm.

"Now, now Naruto, play nice, I don't need you to destroy the hospital because of this" the Hokage said as he stood in between the two. Jiraya just pouted. "Yeah right, like if this kid could do anything dangerous, he almost got killed by the mob" he said, not understanding what he just said.

"Jiraya-sama" a cold, very cold voice echoed in the room. Jiraya looked at the Hokage, who, to his horror, looked pretty scared right now. Thats when he saw the bone-chilling blue eyes from the blond boy. "I intended it to go that way. I withhold more power and skill than what a Jonin has. So don't ever say I can't do anything". The atmosphere lifted and both men started to breath normally again. Jiraya just looked at his old mentor, trying to understand what this was about.

"Sigh, Jiraya, Naruto isn't lying. He could possibly be as strong as a jonin or even higher" causing wideyes on Jiraya, who looked over to Naruto who was getting dressed. "How can this kid be that strong, its just not possible" Jiraya retorted, but Naruto was just laughing.

"Ah old timer, you have no idea of the skills you can get from the great demon lord, Kyubi no Yoko, herself, or as I call her, Kyu-chan, or Kyubi-sensei" now Jiraya was wide eyed, snapping his head to the Hokage, who didn't seem to bother, as he puffed his pipe.

"Hes known about the Kyubi since he was 3. He was and still is far more developed, both in mid and body, than those in his age group, as when they were learning to walk he was already able to run like the wind and preform simple chakra-exercises, from god who knows. And when he meet Kyubi, he gained a powerful teacher, who has helped him grow since then" he said with a amused smirk on his old pupils wide eyes and lost jaw. 'I wonder if the people on the first floor have found a missing jaw lately' he humored, while Jiraya was at loss.

"W-w-w-what did you say" completely and utterly mind-blanked. (You know, when you of mistake take a powerful magnet to a computer hard-drive, that kind of blank.)

Sighing the Hokage went through the entire escapade about how Naruto grew up, from the regular beatings, to the assassination-attempts, which almost every time seemed to originate from the council itself. He also explained Naruto's meeting with Kyubi, what 'she' proposed, and that Naruto had accepted the deal. (I don't want to drag on with this, if its important for the plot, then a flashback is in order)

"Jiraya-sama" both men now turned to the blond. "I would like to request that you allow me to be your student" Jiraya, caught of guard just sputtered of his words. "What the hell do you mean, 'want to be your student', last student I had died, and I will never teach anyone more than him". He said as he collected himself, but got uneasy when the blond started to smirk.

"Really now, so that means you wont take his son under your wing, Jiraya-sama" he said to a very confused pervert. "Well, when he died, he sealed away Kyubi into me, but tell me, why did he chose me, over all of the children that was born around the time". Taking a thinking pose a few seconds, he suddenly stood there with a surprised expression pointing at the blond boy. "You...you...you're his..." he stuttered, shaking heavily. Naruto walked over so he stood in the middle of the room, with a very twisted smirk/smile on his face.

"Well I guess I should introduce myself, as I no longer need to hide my identity for you, as I now see I can trust you" he said as he took a saluting stance, held out his right arm, and swooped it in a very sophisticated manner, stopping with the hand over his heart, bowing lightly. "Ohaio degozaimasu, watashi namae no, Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto yoroshkune, Gama-sennin-sama" ("Good day, my name, is ..., pleasure to meet you, toad-sannin-sama")

Now if he had been slightly prepared for this he would at least have recovered some of his pride, but sadly he didn't have such luck. "You" he rage, facing a sweating Hokage "You said his child disappeared, that he was lost, or dead" he roared as he closed in on his old sensei, but was stopped by Naruto standing between them.

"Jiraya-sama, he was speaking the truth in a way" now the toad-sannin was confused. Sighing Naruto continued his explanation "I did disappeared I a sense, it was just that I switched name, so that my fathers enemies couldn't find me, either to kill or kidnap me." seeing the reasoning in his explanation he calmed down.

"As such, I am glad that you decided to protect me, or more like the villagers from me" Naruto said cryptically. "what do you mean" Naruto just chuckled at the question, then looked at the old Hokage, who just sighed. "Well its just that Naruto here has enough skill and power, to make a Jonin seem like a child, which I personally can prove as I am the only on to wittiness him at his best" the old man chuckled, as he saw the jaw of his student on the floor.

"No way, your kidding with me right, oh I get it, it was a joke, ah hahaha good one" he said laughing, but that stopped faster than if someone gaged him. "Jiraya, im not joking, he could give three Jonin at full strength, one hell of a workout, and still not be sweating more than a drop from the heat. He has actually made me take him seriously in a spar we had a month ago, and I went at about 70 there."

Now if Jiraya jaw wasn't low before it was now. "geese, I wonder if the people on the first floor have found a missing jaw, you seem to have dropped it, Jiraya" Sarutobi chuckled at Jiraya's face. A minuet later, he had recomposed himself enough.

"Sensei, your not kidding" was all he asked carefully, confused. "Sorry to say but im not, Jiraya. Hes been training since he was born, literally." the old man sighed, while Jiraya went wide-eyed

"He also is quite the actor as you might have noticed" as he saw the confused look on the Sannin, he just chuckled.

"He created the personality that you meet on the street. Its the mask, as he calls them, that he uses so that he minimizes the possibility that people will fear him because of his rapid growth in skill" he said with a scowl. Naruto was still as impassive as before, like nothing cared.

"So this is why I want your help, I want to get away from this place, even if its not for ever, I just want to be who I really am. Living a lie can sometimes be easier then the truth, but I have lived it all my life and known about it. Its really irritating me, beyond the borders of sanity, you might call it" Naruto said as he walked over to the window of the hospital-room, looking out over the village.

Sighing his voice became distant, cold, almost like if he was reminded about something bad.

"This village, as much as its reputation states its grandeur, is nothing more then a village of traitors" he said as he turned around to the Sannin, who was in shock at what he said. "I have only four people in this village, who willingly allow me to live my life, other than these, I have no reason to protect this village" he said coldly holding out his right arm, to the right.

"On one side there are those who use their power to protect themselves and others from a threat that doesn't exist, namely me, by attacking me, under the prejudiced that I will grow into a threat with time. What they don't understand is that they are digging their own grave in doing so" he said then held out his other arm in the same way.

"On the other side are those who have no power, who put their pain and anguish on someone who has even less of it, just to 'avenge' their fallen ones. A scapegoat of the village. Given that I was born on the day of Kyubi-hime-sama's defeat, and the death of the Yondaime, I was chosen as such. As they say 'What they don't know, wont hurt them', but in this case, they are all just getting themselves death penalty, as they are committing treason against the village, and the Hokage"

Staring into Jiraya eyes, the Sannin noticed the pure disgust in his eyes, but suddenly it all disappeared, as the blond smiled a huge childish fox smile "But nothing they ever do will deter me, especially from my dreams" he said as he spun around childishly, staring out the window with his hand on his back. The Sannins interest peak at that sentence "so what is your dream then." he asked smiling slightly at the whiskered blondy standing in front of the window.

Naruto stood there, looking like he was contemplation on the answer, as he looked down on the street, then the buildings, then the horizon and sky. Then he turned around halfway, looking at the Jiraya now, with a big smile on his face.

"I want to become a Sannin, after which I will take the seat of the Hokage for myself, as I will protect those few precious to me and everyone around them, that is my Nindo, my path, my future" At that moment the sun had come so far so it was precisely behind the blond. The effect of the sun, made the Sannin and Hokage gawk. Standing there, the blond little kid looked like the man himself, as a spitting image of the 4th.

Smiling, the Gama-sannin could only say one sentence. "Well, welcome to the world of the ninjas, Namikaze Naruto"

Flashback no Jutsu, Kai

"Well do you think hes ready for us" Villetta asked. Chukling the blond looked into the sky. "Huh, if he isn't using that damn allseeing orb of his, then he has no reason to complain, he just cant work out his priority's, thats all it means" he said as he started to walk towards the gates opening, while musing for himself.

'Konoha, im back, and I hope your ready for whats coming, 'cause' he thought as he spoke quietly.

"Im back, Namikaze Naruto, Is back to stay"

My second fanfic, an idea I got while working on 'When the New world meet's the Old One'.

My attention will not disappear from it though. I just want to know if I should divert my attention on this one as well or if the first is better than this ones idea.

So please read and review.

Your author, DjEdge

Ps, I don't own anything that already exist, there by Naruto or any other anime, movie, game, etc etc. so there I said it, happy now. God damn lawyers.