𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐸𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑛 - Naruto world (Kenji's story/Amaterasu)

A Gift Or A Curse?! - 3 Chapter

Kenji growing up and getting to know the village a little more, he learned many things... Living alone was not easy for a 10-year-old boy... But at least the hokage who was now Tobirama sent him a sum of ryo a month to support his expenses. Hashirama Senju wasn't anymore the hokage and rules for him have become stricter and harsher. At his age he was at the Ninja Academy and he liked to go there to train and meet new kids. The only problem is that he was far too sociable and permissive with the other children and very often they stayed away from him or tried to discourage him from finding a group of friends because of his clingy nature.
Kenji didnt understand why he wasn't able to make any friend at the academy, sitting on top of a wall nearby the school he watches as the other kids gets picked up by their parents and goes home. Instead he was alone... He will have to go home by his own even this time.

"it's unfair... At home I can't say 'I'm home' to anyone"

So Kenji decides to jump down the wall and heads in the forest nearby where he usually trains with shurikens and kunais after the boring lessons. It's late in the afternoon and the sky is turning of various pastel colors, casting long shadows. A little sulky, the little student arrives on the hill in the forest. He stands ready to shoot targets on tree trunks, often the kunai missed the center but pierced the areas around. Puffing bored of not being able to hit the center, he despairs and adjusts the small low ponytail. Then takes another kunai.

"oof... That was close. One more!"

Kenji spurs himself to do better, and with that he trows again another kunai trying to focus and aim better.

He keeps training despite the tiredness and the long day at the academy, unaware that something extraordinarily important was about to turn his life upside down.

"Take thiiiissss"

Kenji launches a kunai this time trying to focus even more. The trajectory was exact, the kunai blade was the exact speed... It would have stuck in the center if someone had not block the trajectory in time.
Kenji's eyes opens wide and looks up in front of himself, his body stiffens and gets himself more caucious as he notices a tall figure standing in front of Kenji, his hand raised blocking the blade of the kunai with his bare hand.
What looked like a man was much taller than Kenji, no characteristic mark could be seen because he was completely covered by a long black robe and a hood covering his head.

"w-who are you?? You interrupted my training!"

Kneji shouts at him, narrowing his eyes as he tries to understand who he has in front. The figure says nothing and instead studies it with bright yellow eyes... Before Kenji can reiterate the question, the mysterious hooded man raises his hand... The wind picks up and creates a whirlwind of leaves around them. A ball of golden light forms from his palm and is thrown in a flash to the little boy.

"d-dammit!"

Kenji opens his eyes wide and turns around trying to flee before he gets hit. Obviously he can't and the ray of light overwhelms him, making him fall to the ground with a thud. He closes his eyes tightly bracing for the worse but instead of pain he feels himself slightly different... Like an energy is filling him, a new strenght growing inside his chest. He slowly opens his eyes, finding himself standing, a warm and comfortable sensation surrounds him, as if to reassure him. When he looks around himself... He notices a strange golden light that is emitted by some hands that are also as bright as the sun, they envelop him. One holds his hand firmly, another is placed on his head, gently stroking his hair, yet another is on his shoulder and one on his cheek to wipe away a tear that fell from the eyes of the little boy who had been so frightened.

"huh? H-hands?"

In what didn't seem like a lethal attack, Kenji finds some peace and serenity, then his hands disappear and leave him to return to himself, with the only change being Kenji's eyes... No longer black and deep, but golden and full of a new strength