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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the book of life, these are owned by Masashi Kishimoto and Jorge Gutierrez Doug Langdale, respectively.

The Boy

It was a day like any other in Konoha, the weather was nice and warm the villagers were mingling with each other and going about their daily business, ninjas were protecting the village and one little boy was being chased down by villagers and some lower ranking ninjas such as some genin and chunin. All these people had the intent to kill this boy or as they call him...

"DEMON STOP YOUR RUNNING" a villager with a mad look upon his face that shone with anger, sadness and hate.

The boy who was running away from them was dirty and had scrapes and bruises all over his body. He looked no more than 5 years old and was skinnier than somebody should be for his age. He was wearing a dirty black shirt that looked a little too big for him and had holes and tears all over it, he wore tan shorts that were in equally bad condition while being a little to big for him in the waste and were being held up with a long piece of string. He had hair that was kissed by the sun that was spiky and wild looking. He had three whisker marks in each cheek that gave him sort of a fox look. His eyes were the color of the sky on a clear day.

"Please leave me alone I was just looking for something to eat" the boy said with tears running down his face and had a look of fear so intense that somebody might think he had gone insane.

'W-w-why are they chasing me I was only looking for something to eat in the garbage cans'. The boy thought with fear and confusion.

Unknown to all that were chasing Naruto there were a pair of figures watching everything happening. Now some might think they were ninja since they were going unnoticed... That would be the case if not for the fact that nobody can see them unless they so wished it because they were not of the living.

The figures were none other than La Muerte, the Ruler and Queen of the Land of The Remembered and her husband who she is still mad with, Xibalba, the dark ruler of the Land of the Forgotten.

Despite being as old and ancient as time itself, La Muerte retains her vision of youth and radiant beauty. She is the only known immortal goddess with flesh made entirely of white sugar candy, with black licorice hair and glowing, multi-colored eyes in shades of gold and red. She wears a red dress decorated with cempasuchil, marigold flowers, with lit white wax candles at the hem of her dress. She also wears an extremely large, wide-brimmed sombrero bedecked with more lit candles and marigolds (her favorite flower), small skulls, pink-plumed, curly, swirly feathers, and palm Muerte also wears a circular gold locket on a choker, given to her by Xibalba when they first met.

 She also wears an extremely large, wide-brimmed sombrero bedecked with more lit candles and marigolds (her favorite flower), small skulls, pink-plumed, curly, swirly feathers, and palm Muerte also wears a circular gold locket on a choker, given t...

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Xibalba is an ancient entity like his wife, La Muerte. His flesh is made entirely out of black tar, with green eyes and blood-red skulls for pupils. He has a pair of large, black angel wings, and is the only known ancient god to have them. He wears a regal black cloak covered by conquistador chest armor, black gloves with teal flames, and a silver crown with horns sprouting from the both sides, topped with black wax candles lit with green flames. When assuming a mortal disguise he tends to take on the form of an elderly, mortal man. Xibalba has a white moustache and beard. Xibalba fingers are long, spindly and appear to be razor sharp.

La Muerte was looking at the boy being chased with sad eyes and was quickly thinking about what she could do about this but she knew she couldn't do anything for him as they couldn't interfere with the life of mortals since today wasn't the day of...

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La Muerte was looking at the boy being chased with sad eyes and was quickly thinking about what she could do about this but she knew she couldn't do anything for him as they couldn't interfere with the life of mortals since today wasn't the day of the dead. If it was there may be something she could do but now all she could do was watch.

Xibalba was looking on with worry, not because he cared for the boy but because he was worried he would lose the bet he had with his wife about this boy's life. On the day that the kyuubi was sealed into him the boy had lost both his parents to the shinigami that presided over this realm. His father sealed the beast but the shinigami took not only his father's soul but his mother's as well, for what reason it is unknown. Xibalba and La Muerte were visiting the shinigami of this realm when he got summoned to seal the kyuubi. The shinigami never said why he took the boys mother.

Because both of the boys parents who were major powers in their village died, people were looking for somebody to blame for all this. They turned to what embodied the kyuubi, a child of the two people they were sad over losing, but they didn't know the child was their son. Xibalba and La Muerte could see that this boy's fate from this point on would be to die.

But the question going through their minds was 'how'.

Xibalba bet that the boy would take his own life.

La Muerte bet that the boy would die from the villagers.

Xibalba was the one to initiate the bet and said if he won he would gain control of the Land of The Remembered and La Muerte would be stuck in the land of the forgotten to rule there.

La Muerte bet that if she won then the boy would become her son in of the Land of The Remembered and even if forgotten by all those that lived he would never be sent to the land of the forgotten. As well as breaking up with Xibalba as she was growing tired of him and every time they had a bet he would cheat. This time how ever she was on him like glue, he never got the chance to cheat, for 5 years she has been watching him like a hawk.

Their attention was finally drawn to the chase as it stopped and they heard a loud shriek of pain.

A ninja was holding Naruto off the ground by the throat slowly choking him while the others that were there were punching and cutting his body ."We finally got you demon" the ninja said with a crazed look in his eye as he kept on choking the poor boy.

Through the choking and the beating he was getting the boy managed to say something through clenched teeth as he struggled to get free. "N-Naruto, my n-na-name is Naruto".

Enraged that the demon would give itself a human name to try and appear human the ninja jerked his hands with all of his strength and there was a crack that was heard, then the boys body went limp.

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