DISCLAIMER— Some parts of this chapter will probably conflict with the Naruto Shippuden story. It will most likely not be major though.
It's around 3am and here I am jumping from roof to roof. I arrive upon the Hokage's faces sitting above Lord 1st. I see a familiar figure arriving behind me. "Tch, Mitsuki", I think and he says hello. "Yo Boruto, what you doing out this late". I should be asking you the same thing. "Touché", he responds as he pops a squat right next to me. Hey Mitsuki, I've been thinking about leaving the village for a while now. I feel like you should join me, I don't know what it is about you but you seem not to let off as much as you know. "Hn, I will go with you. You are my sun after all". "I knew he was weird", as I grin confused. "What about your family though Boruto, my parent doesn't care what I do". It's not a worry, we'll be back.
HIMAWARI POV
"Nii-Chan"? Hm where is he. I look under the covers and bed expecting to find him. "Shhhhhhhh" (Wind blowing from window) Silly left his window open as I begin to close it. I'm sure he'll be back. I climb into his bed to go back to sleep. Little did I know, I was very wrong.
BACK TO BORUTO POV
Mitsuki got us out of the village, wonder how many times he has done this before. Running threw trees silent for about 3 hours we decide to take a rest. Luckily there is a fresh water river near us that, Konohamaru-sensei showed us before. "So what now", Mitsuki asked as he kills a rabbit. To be honest, I haven't thought very much. My plan ended at leaving the village. He laughs nervously scratching the back of his head. We wrap up our mini camp and keep heading away. Maybe accidentally, 2 hours later I run into a tree. "Ouch, I think trying to gather where I am. I see a hole in the tree and conclude that I am inside it". "Who's there" , I hear a feminine voice come from the darkness. I prepare my kunai and see Mitsuki come up next to me ready to fight. "Chill there youngsters, I'm way to old to
Fight". A lady lookin around in her 50's appears before us with blue hair. My name is Konan, me and Mitsuki flinch at the name. Of the former Akatsuki, I say hesitatingly. Expecting a negative reaction I prepare for battle. "HAHAHAHA, I guess even the generation born in peace still know about that. Yes of the former Akatsuki. But I like to think of us than more than brutal savages, as she looks to this mummified statue to our left. How didn't I notice that I think. "Pain", Mitsuki says as he gestures towards her. Dumbfounded that he knew and I didn't as she smirked. "Yes, his real name tho was Nagato Uzamaki". Uzamki, just like me. Her eyes widen and finally she puts 2 and 2 together. "Are you here on a—she looks at our slashed headbands—I guess not", she smirks. "Well I guess I should go, I was just here to pay the visit to an old friend". I ask her to wait and tell her stories. "Akatsuki", I like the ring to it. She gestures to 2 black cloaks in the far right as Mitsuki and I smirk. We put them on and get complimented by Konan. "Mitsuki hand me your dagger", I ask as gives it to me. "Slice". Blond hair falls down as I don't my knew hair cut. (Imagine Naruto's low hair, but curly). "Please remember, there a lot of blood stained on those hoodies, use them to right those stains and not deepen them further". We nod as she takes her leave and we are sitting there. "We have a new adventure in store for us , Mitsuki!" He smiles and nods. We established that we should take on missions for smaller villages to spread the word of a new Akatsuki. Our first destination, my clan's original place. The village of whirlpools.A/N — Chapters will be updates 1-2x a week. But I can't keep a schedule so I might update more times a week. Hope you guys enjoy. Finally, I am going on a road trip tomorrow so you can probably expect another update !!
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Akatsuki Boruto
Fanfiction- I DO NOT OWN BORUTO - - First Story - - Boruto timeline congruent with stories up to Himawari's birthday - Boruto has always been one of the top of his shinobi generation. Unlike his father, Naruto, he was blessed with natural talent. Though, what...