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"Lets play a game!" The forth said.
'why would he wanna play a game with me? Doesn't he know I'm the reason he's dead, or was the villigers bluffing?' I think, confused, 'well it doesn't matter, right, he can't hurt me if I'm dead.'
" You tell me about your life and I'll tell you about mine, 'kay"
I nod, still dumbfounded on why the forth would wanna know about my life.
"Umm, why don't you start. Ask me about something!" The young hokage stated.
'what should i ask. Oh wait, i know'
"How was it like fighting the kyuubi? Was it scary?"
" Hmm, well that two questions but anyways, for the first question i was doing something important and then a mystery guy came so i had to fight him, then the kyuubi came. So in short terms, it was hectic and yes very scary for me."
'how big was the kyuubi that it would scare the forth hokage!'
I shifted into a more comfy position on the log.
"Well, do you like the village?"
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I mentally facepalm at my words.
'Do you like the village?'
Really minato, Kushina was right, i really am an idiot.
Naruto seems to falter at my question and honestly, i don't blame him. Even though i didn't feel the pain of the beatings that he endured, i still saw the mental pain it caused.
It fustrated me so much that i wasn't there to comfort him after a beating, stay with him every night he questioned life and to congratulate him whenever him achived something good.
Even though i could see lots of me in him:
The face, the eyes and even being a prodigy of the highest caliber, their was still a bit of Kushina dotted around the place:
The signiture blood red hair, the fair skin and the verbil tic.
All in all, he was the perfect mix of us.
"Well, even if they don't see it now, they'll all see one day that i am no moster, no demon, but a protector of the konohagakure no sato! Dattebayo!"
Quickly, like before, he puts a hand over his mouth.
"Sorry," he mumbles, hand still over mouth, "i don't know why i keep on saying that."
'interesting, " i think, interlectually, "he seems like he could do an encouraging speach. Maybe in another universe he could have blond hair like me and kushina's face, be a orange freak and a complete idiot and also chase around his school crush for 6 years, but at the same time be able to have different versions of rasengan like big ball rasengan and futon: rasenshuriken to spam and be a complete master of talk no jutsu. Also taming the kyuubi and getting a gift from a random alien/human because he's the reincarnation of said alien son- making him more op and after fighting another alien for his wife/girlfriend, who is from the hyuuga clan, which who he is reincarnated as, uncle/founder of hyuuga. Making it kinda like he married a distant cousin and having one spoilt brat and a cute little angel, who can knock the hokage out at 7. Also, since the saying goes the next generation always surpasses the next one, it matters in haircuts and power, so instead of getting any of these haircuts
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The tale of uzumaki naruto
FanfictionThe tale of uzumaki naruto. "The child of prophecy, with it's heart of gold and the ferocity of a dragon shall rise from the ashes, parading the road of life with it's several craters and mountains. At a point this child will make a decision: forgi...