The Blind Prodigy - A Naruto Fan Fiction

Chapter 3: The Graduation Gift

(A/N): Sorry for the slow update, I've been busy with school, anyway here's the next chapter even though it's shorter than usual.
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"Naruto!"-speech

'Naruto!'-thought

'Naruto!'-bijuu talking

'Naruto!'-talking to bijuu

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{Previously: Before Flashback-Chapter 1}

"Don't make me laugh! Iruka has hated you since you killed his parents! He only wants to get the scroll back," Naruto turned away, plastering a look of betrayal on his face, he was about to run away when Mizuki called out to him,

"Look at that, the demon's afraid," Naruto was immediately pulled into a flashback.

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{Previously: End of Blind Flashback-Chapter 2}

When he turned 6 Kakashi decided to tell the Hokage about Naruto's skills and to say he was impressed was an understatement, he was then tested and given the rank of ANBU, his codename was Fox, ranked SS in the bingo book with flee-on-sight, his nickname: The blue-eyed fox. At 7 he was given an apartment by the (still) oblivious Hokage and at the age of 8 he retired as ANBU and joined the academy, bringing us to present day.

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Chapter 3: The Graduation Gift

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Naruto P.O.V *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

As the flashbacks ran through my head, the memory of my 5th birthday stood out as clear as day. From what I could gather, Mizuki was tall for his age, which I guessed to be late 20's to early 30's, and add his voice to the mix... it was so obvious, I mentally slapped myself for being so obtuse. A sudden feeling of rage overwhelmed me, it was his fault, Mizuki was the reason behind my suffering... but I couldn't blame him entirely as he helped me find one of my best friends and bond with my 'brother'. 

By the time I snapped out of my daydream, Iruka had removed the giant shuriken from his back and Mizuki was standing a few metres in front of us. With a sudden burst of chakra, Mizuki sprinted forwards, intent on killing both Iruka and me, if his shouts were anything to go by. 

"Die Iruka!" Deciding to defend one of the few who accepted me, I jumped head-first into the fray.

As Mizuki approached, my hands automatically formed the hand signs for the shadow clone jutsu. It was one of the many forbidden S-rank jutsus I had learned from the forbidden scroll of sealing in my spare time, and because of my huge chakra reserves- even without Kurama- I could make thousands, possibly millions of clones.

Multiple replicas of me 'poofed' into existence, instantly surrounding all 3 of us. The silver-haired chunin stopped in his charge to stare in disbelief, taking the opportunity my clones lunged at Mizuki, knocking him unconscious. Iruka, who had been just as shocked as Mizuki, stared at the ninja's battered and bruised body.

"I think I went overboard," Iruka gave a low chuckle in response.

Suddenly Iruka's smile faded as he looked at me with wide eyes. The odd bruises here and there aren't what confused him, it was the long scar that ran along his now dull blue eyes.