Uchiha Naruto: The Sage

Chapter 31

It was a scene that was rarely seen within the village of Konoha, Uchiha Naruto walking about the village. He had used the gates to enter the village. Since he left yesterday morning, he never came back to the village. He had spent his night elsewhere wondering about.

He had visited different villages during night to see what it was like there. Most of the places he had seen were very quite. It was hard to believe that the people he had watched drinking and laughing could turn into cold hearted killers during day. But then again, who was he to judge? The world was like a sleeping beast during the night. There were little of the things that happened during day. But that is not to say that those filled with darkness did not crawl about the night to devour their prey. They were there and did so many things in the dark. He had killed some in the borders of the River country while he was passing by. He could not just watch the vultures continue do as they pleased.

From morning till it was about evening, he had spent his time at the island of Uzushiogakure. It had been a quite day for him. Well, it was a day to be miserable for him. But it was a little less different from the times of before. He had never ventured across the world just to watch over it. Perhaps only Obito could do what he was doing since the man could also teleport to wherever he wanted to with his Kamui. He had his own jutsu to use. But it was a little slow. It was not one he could use for fighting. The Flying Thunder God technique level two was by far the faster jutsu. Although no one could track his movements, the jutsu was still slow. Well it did not matter anway, as long he could use it in a way that was pleasing for him, he could not complain much.

It was still early in the morning, so there were very little people in the streets of the village. That was why he had even bothered to take a walk around the village. The Icharakus would be preparing their meals by now; he would wait there while they prepare something for him to eat. He was a little hungry.

The water around Uzu had plenty of fish, but fish alone did not do it for him. He wanted something that his gut was used to grinding, what better than having some ramen? Ramen had been his special food from young age. Perhaps it was because it was the only place he could eat freely and without having to over pay anything, that is if he was allowed to eat. But the ramen at Icharaku also had a taste about it that he liked.

The villagers who were already awake were sure as hell giving him weird and surprised looks. It seemed like they had seen a ghost. Was it so much of a surprise to see him walking around silently with an expresionless face? The blond did not bother much about though. He just walked towards the ramen stand in peace. Only two or three seemed to wave at him - the others just went about their business. A simple silent nod was all he gave before walking about his way.

Madara used to walk in these very streets after the village had been founded. He walked about the village nodding to some who were nice to him. Sometimes he walked along with Hashirama in these streets. He was not so much bad during those days. But he still had his plans to achieve. Nevertheless, during those days he was able to laugh with Hashirama, with Hashirama only. With other people or even children, he remained impassive. He had seen much of the days of a young Konoha in Madara's genjutsu. But when the man had grown older, you could never see him smile. He did smile when they first met. But when the bonds were formed, he stopped smiling and went back to being a bitter old man with huge dreams.

Well, that came to an end.

Would he follow the same footsteps of his grandfather? Certainly not. There was just no way he would walk the same path. History could not repeat itself. He was the man who defied all odds after all. He was the one to change everything. He would achieve things they thought impossible. Yes, he would go down in history as a man of the impossible. They could call him whatever they wanted. He certainly did not care about titles. But he would see through whatever he wanted. He was Uchiha Naruto, after all.