The Jinchuriki Alliance: A New Dream

Chapter 31: A New Naruto! Believe it!

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Killer Bee,

Hello, my name is Naruto Uzumaki, I am 12 years old and I am the Jinchuriki of the Nine Tails. I am writing to you in order to propose forming an alliance, not with just me, but with all the other Jinchuriki's. I believe that us Jinchuriki's need to stick together. All of us have suffered for being what we are in some way or form, I for one grew up without a family and was hated by my village, I practically raised myself from a young age...but I figured.. in a way, us Jinchuriki's are like family, at least that is how I see us or at least I could see us becoming something like it..

So far I have managed to contact both the One tailed Jinchuriki and the Seven tailed Jinchuriki, both had agreed and are for this alliance, I assure you there is no evil plot or scheme, I just thought that it would be nice if all of us could look out for one another and get to know each other, perhaps even becoming friends and who knows maybe we could all meet up in person one day!

I hope that you choose to give this proposal a chance, I promise that I won't let you down, and by the way...your hair looks so cool!!

I hope to hear back from you!

Naruto Uzumaki

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He sighs as he puts the pen down and goes over it, giving it a quick proof read.

"What do you think Kurama?? Is it just me or does this just not sound like...well...me?.." he asks the fox, who had been keeping to himself for the majority of the time, however, he could feel Kurama's consciousness become stronger at his words so he knew the fox was listening.

"Hmm...looks fine to me, you seem more mature in this letter, which I suppose isn't exactly like you but definitely keep it as it is, you did good kid" Kurama compliments him.

'More mature huh..' he thinks to himself as he goes over it one more time...maybe that's why he felt like it didn't seem like him...or maybe he really was maturing. He shakes out of his thoughts and carefully flips to the next page in order to start the other Cloud Jinchuriki's letter, maybe he will just write something similar to the one he wrote for Killer Bee, especially if Kurama thinks it makes him sound more mature. Once again, he puts pen to paper and begins to write an almost near replica of Killer Bee's letter, however changing a few bits and pieces...Yugito is a female after all...and saying that her hair looks cool would be too embarrassing.

5 minutes later

He sighs as he stretches his fingers out, feeling the satisfying crack in his bones, he had just finished Yugito's letter and was very satisfied with both letters he managed to do so far. Kurama was right, he really did seem more mature in them, though it really wasn't like him, maybe it was because they are older and more experienced than him, maybe he wanted to impress them? He shrugs the thought away, as he rips the pages out and folds them up carefully, he puts them both into his messenger carrier for now, just so they didn't get lost and then puts it in his ninja pouch.

Now he only had Fu's letter to write...if he was being honest, he was really nervous about writing it and he didn't quite know how to breach the subject with her. How does one exactly explain that they lost control of their beast, got locked up, then was broken out and had no choice but to run away from their village? Then he has to ask if she could help hide two newly made missing-nin, inside of her village, a village that seemed very strict on who goes in and who comes out. He sighs, deciding that he needs a distraction.

He looks towards the bags that stored his newly bought mesh shirt and pants...he goes towards the bag and brings out the mesh shirt, it was basically the same one as his old one, it was just a tad more form fitting and was from a different brand. He looks at the one he is currently wearing, it was ripped all over, he sighs and decides to take it off in order to try on his new one. A few moments later, he checks himself in the mirror that he now notices was hanging on the wall, to his relief it had fit and was less baggy and was definitely better material. He looks back at the bag and then down to his worn ripped orange pants...he had loved these pants and had worn them everyday...suddenly, he started getting emotional.