Chance for a Prophecy

Chapter 29 - Breaking Sun

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Chance for a Prophecy

Chapter 29. – Breaking Sun

The world around them became black before the small group found themselves on the flat roof of the Hokage tower. They were in the middle of Konoha surrounded by several people. 'Indeed.' Minato narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing a kunoichi. 'I know this woman.' The people around him started to yell and pointing toward something, and Minato unconsciously followed their fingers and froze at the sight. It was the Hokage Monument. His eyes twitched when he spotted the red poop on the Second's face, and the two colorful swirls on his own stone cheeks and... did he have eyelashes?

"Hah!" He heard an amused snort from Jiraiya. "It looks good on you, pansy boy."

The loud shouts stopped Minato from retorting.

"Stop right there!"

"You'll pay for this!"

"Shut up, you morons! I can do whatever I want because I'm the awesome, one and only, Uzumaki Naruto!"

Minato finally spotted an orange spot shouting back: a small child, maybe twelve, with blond locks. The blood in his veins suddenly froze when a man stepped through him. The man was dressed in Konoha's traditional green chuunin vest, complete with the Uzumaki swirl on his back. Minato heard another set of footsteps and the old leader's familiar and irritated murmur was muttering behind him. He didn't have to turn around; a version of Sarutobi stopped next to him a moment later, looking up at the vandalized monument in what could only be described as the epitome of frustration. The same Sandaime, however, had more wrinkles and liver spots on his face, and white hair

"Uzumaki Naruto! What the hell are you doing during class time?!" the chuunin shouted in front of him, but the scene suddenly gave way to inky blackness.

Three young genin were sitting on a rooftop with shiny new hitai-ate: a black haired boy, a blond one, and a young pink-haired girl. Sakura, the Hokage mused. The one whose older version he had already seen. His eyes drifted to the last person, and he immediately took a step back and sucked in a breath.

"It's your turn to introduce yourselves now." The blond child shouted his name again, then began to mumble about ramen, but Minato fixed his eyes on the older man: on the gravity-defying spiky silver hair, the unmistakable dark blue mask on his face, and the hitai-ate carefully hiding his left eye.

"My dream is to surpass the Hokage and have the people of this village acknowledge my existence!"

"Existence? Hokage? What is that child talking about?" The words slipped out from Minato's lips without his awareness.

Jiraiya's eyes narrowed as he noted his former student's confused expression. He glanced back at the memory of the still rambling boy with a sad, understanding smile on his face. Now he understood his longing. The pranks. All he did was for attention.

The image blurred and blacked out again.

They were in a clearing now next to three poles, the blond child secured to the middle one. The previous man who looked like Kakashi stood in the middle.