Chapter Two

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I opened my eyes and saw Kakashi. we gripped each other's hands. Images surrounded us.

I was surrounded by darkness. I was exhausted. My body felt like it was on fire. With each passing moment, I would have thought I would be ash. My screams echoed. I took deep breathes. When the burning sensation soon subsided, my body started to be squished. It was like I was in a box that got smaller and smaller. Soon my bones started to crack and break. I was getting smaller and smaller until I could no longer see.

"Naru....ruto.....Naruto......to."

Someone was calling my name. The pain was too much. I did not want to even open my eyes. My body seems stiff. What happened to me?

"Kurama, what happened?"

"Wake up Naruto,"

Leave me alone. I do not want to wake up.

"WAKE UP"

I forced my eyes open

My only wish was to find the gleaming sun and chirping birds. I love the way the sun shined on my skin. The feeling soothed me. It felt much better than someone else's blood. I was exhausted from the constant fighting in the war. Now here I lay. I laid there without a care in the world. The sound of clashing kunai and swords filled my ears. They could kill me if they must. My gravestone can read-

'Naruto Uzumaki'

'A fool for a peaceful life'

'May she rests in peace for once'

I just wanted to rest and this noise was disturbing me. It was driving me mad. I felt as if a switch in me flipped. My limbs moved as if they were not mine. It was all instinct. My flight or fight response. Apparently, I might not die here. Apparently, Kurama decided that he should just switch with me. He wanted to have some fun.

My body started to glow a bright, brilliant orange. My people stopped and marveled at my loving and kind chakra. What astonished me the most was the fact the battle was between the great nations. We were supposed to be allies. A united front against Madara.

...Wait...

Isn't everyone supposes to under a genjutsu? 'Think Naruto. Think. What the hell is going on here.' As my mind finally came back to reality, I realized Kurama was in full beast mode and in engaging in the battle. Their screams of terror surprised me. Everyone knew of my capabilities. No one should be screaming. No one should be scared of me.

"Kurama, What are you doing," I started trying to get his attention as he flung in the coming Stone ninja. He seemed to be a stone ninja anyway.

"These are not your friends. They have hatred and fear in their eyes." He growled and yet again flung more ninja. I turned my attention to a large group of shinobi wearing green vests. I also noticed the leaf headband if I squinted.

"Kurama, You need to stop. You are only making them fear you more by throwing them." I huffed

"What should I juggle them then. Maybe then they will stop fighting and we can all laugh." He grumbled. I shook my head trying not to laugh at Kurama's sarcastic joke. Hard to believe He was once a grumpy fox with raging hatred for mankind. "Focus up idiot because I am only going to say this once. We are not in our time." He states with a smile. having fun chucking other ninjas as they try to fight them.

I stared at him. I just stood there confused. Who was the real idiot here because it's not me. That's for sure. "Kurama quit playing around," I scream trying to get him to put another ninja down, "We have to find Kakashi-sensei and Sasuke before Kaguya kills them."

"We are not in your time. If my senses are right, you are not even born." Again I was dumbfounded. This can not be right.

"Your wrong, this cant be." Kurama wanted to slap some sense into being. We were in the middle of a battle and here we were arguing.

"How stupid are you. Look around. The nations are fighting. I can sense my chakra south of here. Oh and one more thing, they are supposed to be in a genjutsu. I swear you are more trouble than you are worth." I glared at the ground. How can this be happening? This just set off a huge quarrel that made everyone just stop and watch us. Some nations even took this opportunity to flee. At least Kurama was not throwing people like ninja stars. That or swatting them like tiny flies. "I am done with this. Goodbye."

"Wait Kurama don't leave me," I yelled at the lungs only to be ignored by the beast. This was when I got a better look around me. I looked down at my hands. Why are they so small. I looked down at my clothes only to find my jacket that that way too baggy. It was to the point where it went down to my knees. What is going on?

I was suddenly surrounded by leaf shinobi. My knees started to give out and my throat started to burn. As I started to cough, I noticed my hand was covered in blood. I was taken over by dizziness and once again surname to the darkness. That was not before I got a glimpse of a sliver-white-haired man who asked if I was okay.

I am back to where I started. People will see with hatred. They will view me as a press that should have been stepped on a long time ago. Why can't life go my way for once? Make me wonder where it all started. Maybe when the human-throwing fox was sealed within me. Maybe that was when my life just became a shit show. A life people can just laugh at and discharge my feelings. Too bad, I cannot get rid of Kurama. I love him too much. Sadly.

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