It all started with the word "Thank you"

Summary: 'The Will of the Fire' my ass, what good is being god when nobody thanks you for anything? He thought walking amongst the mortals would help, gain some recognition through nonviolent means, only for it to backfire spectacular on him. Two year old, Naruto Uzumaki had no idea that a simple thank you would lead him, to a better life.

I do not own Naruto.

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"GET UP YOU LAZY DRUNK!"

Ruius eyes painfully draw open, to face the harsh sun, beside him was several classes of alcohol, his blond hair hidden underneath an old hat.

He debated on if he should get up or not, but then again, he wouldn't get paid for sleeping on the job.

He slowly and painfully got up.

He remembered the happier times, the times where he could sleep, eat and practically do whatever he wanted and nobody could stop him.

He remember the time when he was god, but then ended up snorting.

On the outside, he was just another builder who got by half drunk and rarely ever sober, but in reality he was actually a god disguised as a mortal.

He used to be a frantic Naruto fan once, before he died, than he was in the presence of some old guy in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, handing him his job as temporary god, while he went on vacation.

The old man never came back.

And so he was left to sink in his own boredom.

You would think God's had the time of their lives because they were gods and nobody could tell them no, instead he was left reading a million page book on 'How to be a god: Volume 1'.

There was seventy volumes all together!

Who the hell had time for that!?

So to keep himself busy and not to sink into madness, he created a miniature horse out of boredom and before he know it, he had created an exact replica of the Naruto world.

Back them, he had grinned at the idea of playing god to such a world, if he felt like it, he could flood the whole world and watch mini people scream in terror.

He felt he like the god of the Sims, world.

He could turn everybody into a beautiful busty women and than create a mini him and have his own harem.

But in the end, he settled for being worshipped and praised, instead of forcing everybody into submission, he would get involved in little ways and leave the world to the people believing they would be alright.

Now looking back at it.

He wished he could smack his younger self.

Sure it was great that two major groups set aside their differences and joined forces to create Konoha, but the moment Madara found a way to summon the Kyuubi, things pretty much went downhill from there.

Before his very eyes, he watched as the Kyuubi itself was controlled and than sealed inside the first Hokage's wife, he couldn't help but feel extreme pity for it.

It was dragged from his own home and forced to fight beside a human being with special eyes, only to be sealed behind bars inside another Human being, to be used in war.

No wonder Kyuubi was so cranky and evil when he finally met Naruto face to face, he too would be cranky and angry if he found himself imprisoned by some blonde haired idiot child, who was constantly screaming about becoming, Hokage of the very village that would throw a party just to see him dead.

If he was Naruto, he would have ran as soon as the coast was clear, find some way to disguise himself and his chakra and then live in a humble village, striving from the furthest thing from a ninja, yes it was cool learning how to use Chakra, but he didn't care what they said.

Murder was Murder, to him even if it was to protect something.

People get arrested for killing somebody no matter what reason they had behind their actions.

It was amazing how people can welcome murders into their own homes and feel completely comfortable in their presence, it didn't even cross their mind that those same people could easily kill them in their sleep if they just felt like it.

And once he had seen the events reveal before his eyes, he found out that anything good that actually happened in the world, that he was responsible for.

He was never thanked for it.

He was never worshiped or given a simple thank you letter.

Nobody said 'thank kami, that I'm alive today. I would have died, if not for him'.

If strong ninja's were developed in a certain village, the strong ninja's, doesn't thank the god who gave them an edge in life, no they chalk it up as being born from good blood or those who helped them along the way.

They never once wondered why they had talent in a certain area where others, even their own family members couldn't produce such results.

Ruius, was going half mad, with the will of the fire bullshit, that Konoha loved to spew to inspire their children to become killers, after all, as long as your 'protecting' your friends and family it's okay to take another life, and if you don't have a friend or any family members, they would just shove the 'protect your village' speech down your throat, and most don't even realize that once you put on that Headband, it's not a sign of being a part of something bigger, it's a sign of becoming the council plaything and being doomed to follow orders whether you like it or not, and if you know something you shouldn't, they would send you on a 'mysterious' mission.

So he wasn't very fond of Konoha, at least all the other villages don't try to delude themselves into thinking, what they weren't doing was training child assassins and sending them out to war, to be slaughtered or wait to see if they could get lucky and be underestimated.

If he were to make his own village, government by him, he wouldn't spew propaganda 24-7 in an attempt to recruit child soldiers, he wouldn't sugar coat anything, if a child wanted to become a Ninja, he would tell them actually what the academy teachers deem 'too sensitive' for academy students to know just yet.

He would teach them skills that will actually help on the battlefield and he would never let anybody try to walk all over him.

But he was wondering off track...

How would he get people to acknowledge that he existed, his solution was to walk amongst the mortals, knowing full well, the likelihood that he would be stalked by either Root or some other Ninja, was high.

After all, that's what they were trained for, Civilians were deluded if they thought, they had a shred of privacy in the very streets they walked back and forth from, everyday.

He had disguised himself as a young man. who was looking for work in terms of construction, with a mere thought he was embedded into everybody mind.

He was Ruius Vin, a young youth who was good with his hands and looking for work, his blond hair was low enough to overshadow his eyes and a hat was placed on top of his head, to press his messy hair down, by than, it was four years before the Yellow Flash became renowned and feared in the ninja world.

It was also very easy to get a job, because it was nearing the time of war and a lot of building's will be destroyed in the conflict which needed to be rebuilt.

He had chosen to become a builder, because you actually helped people and you wouldn't expect a ninja to suddenly go on a killing spree around you.

He had lowered himself, and built a house with a smile on his face, waiting for the thank you that would come, even if it wasn't as big as he wanted, but it was a start.

But that thank you never came.

Instead his employer took one look at the house, and paid him and expected him to leave right away.

Apparently there was no such thing as manners amongst these mortals.

A few jobs after that, there was still no 'thank you' and he had gone into depression.

Fast forward to several years later, he was still without appreciation and had subcommed to the comfort of alcohol, now understanding why this world's drinking were such heavy drinkers.

Now, he wondered why he was still lived amongst the mortals and why he still bothered to build houses for people?

Just by a mere thought, he could easily start this world over and twist it to his very liking, but he felt like that would be taking the easy way out, his days were filled with drinking and working.

Why was everybody such an ungrateful bastard?

He never appeared fully sober to the outside world, but in reality he had a sharper mind than a man who was completely sober.

But he still did his work and as a result, he got paid well for it, he made more than what an ANBU made because Ninja's were idiots who didn't think twice about destroying property, as a result, there was always something in the world that needed to be fixed, thanks to several or more Ninja's going berserk and now his services were needed again.

Someone had contacted him from Konohagakure, it had been two years since the Kyuubi attack so the Village was still recovering from the death's and destruction the beast caused.

He wasn't at all surprised to find that other builders had been hired as well, to try and repair the Village, he had just accepted the job, booked into a hotel, took a sip of his favorite brand of Alcohol and started working.

He know, he raised several eyebrows from people because he was drinking on the job, but he didn't care, what he did care about was the ROOT Anbu's that snuck through the village and were spying on everyone, poking into any foreigners background whether they had the right to or not.

Plus he didn't like the mask's all the Ninja's, put on to get you to lower your guard around them, hoping you would tell them something that could affect them, especially the old man.

Boy, did he have the strong urge to ring that man's neck everytime the man gave him a smile and appeared before him as if he was a harmless old man.

Eventually being indoors, to avoid all the stalking Ninja got too much for him and he decided to eat outdoors, he went out and brought some food from the local marketplace.

Food that he didn't have to heat up, he took a seat nearby feeling several eyes on him as he opened a bread wrapper and began to eat it.

It was a exactly at that moment that a tiny little boy passed by, the boy had blond hair and blue eyes but the most prompt figure was the whisker marks on his face.

And judging by the bruises and cuts all of his body, he had just escaped from another beating, the boy didn't dare make a sound.

No doubt the boy was trying to get back to the orphanage unnoticed.

Damn.

Ruius had never seen a more pitiful sight and the boy was so god damn cute!

But if he helped the boy, than there would be more stalkers on his back and the Hokage and certain people would start praying into his business.

But then again, this was a Ninja village, and they loved sticking their noses in where it didn't belong, plus he could easily escape if things got too much and said.

"Hey, brat" the boy automatically flinched and turned to him, expecting to see another angry villager ready to beat the stuffing out of him, for no apparent reason.

Ruius could see the kid shaking in fear, trying to decide when best to run, the moment he saw he was in danger.

"Want some bread?" He said, surprising the boy, as if nobody had ever been nice to him, well he was Naruto so that was understandable.

The boy looked at the piece of bread he offered suspiciously, and Ruius wondered how many people had done the same thing just to poison him.

"Look" He said, peeling a piece off and throwing it inside his mouth, he then made sure his mouth was open and in full view while he chewed on it before gulping it down and said. "It's perfectly fine" before tearing off a small part and giving it to the bewildered two year old, who stomach just growled.

Little Naruto reluctantly took the piece of bread, before looking at the man again to see if there was any deceit in his expression.

Ruius took another piece of bread and throw it into his mouth, making sure the toddler could see it as he swallowed again.

Now seeing that nothing was indeed happening to the man, Naruto felt more confident and took a bite out of it, he had never had normal bread before that's wasn't past it's expiry date, so it was quiet an experience for him.

For one thing, his stomach didn't feel funny afterwards, and the bread didn't smell weird, he never know normal bread could taste so good and he immediately wanted more, but was too afraid to ask.

"Here" Ruius said, reading the surprised toddlers mind as he took a bigger chunk out of the bread and gave it to Naruto, who was hesitate to take it. "You can have as much as you want"

And Naruto was shocked, nobody had ever told him he could eat as much as he wanted.

"Sorry, I don't have meat" Ruius said, knowing it was important for a growing boy. "But I have water" he had brought water because no matter how satisfy sake tastes, there was nothing, like the refreshing feeling you get when you drinking water.

Ruius, took out a bottle of water and than took a sip right in front of the toddler making sure Naruto saw he was indeed drinking it, letting several splashes down his chin before pulling it away and offering it to the toddler, who looked at it curiously before taking it.

Naruto looked almost afraid as he brought the water to his lips, he know he couldn't trust Clearwater from strangers or from people around him but the man hadn't poisoned him yet and took a sip, to his surprise, it tasted good and he eagerly sucked on it.

Ruius, than gave him the rest of his bread, much to his shock and placed a hand on him and said, with a smile. "Keep the bread and water, you clearly need it more than me. Grow up big and strong, okay?"

And little Naruto, eyes were as round as saucers, what was this nice feeling coming from this man?

Was this how it felt like to be touched by a mommy or daddy?

He had seen loads of happy families touch each other and he had envied them for it, but he never thought it would happen to him.

And all little Naruto could do was nod with a blush.

"That's great, than" Ruius said, with a smile before getting up and walking away, taking a sip out of his sake.

He was going to be annoyed tomorrow by what would no doubt be an increase in his watcher's.

And that's when it happened.

"T-THANK YOU, FOR THE BREAD AND WATER!"

Through the jumbled of his words, it took quiet some time for Ruius to get what he just said, and a smile spread across his face.

And Naruto would never know how much those words would change his life.

Meanwhile two Root members and a certain cat ANBU were making their way back to their superiors to report back.

Ruius know, he would be called to the Hokage tower soon for disguised questioning.

He just wished, he had enough sake for the occasion.

But the trouble was.

No amount of sake would be enough, when two old men poke their nose's into your business.

And scene!

I found an absolutely adorable image, of a baby naruto sleeping with his father and now it's my background image for my computer. Should I continue this and make a cute baby NarutoxOC where the Oc ends up making a village, kidnap's Naruto and makes him his son? I also plan for the OC to kidnap the Konoha clan children and Gaara, so they grow up together while my OC annoys the hell out of the other villages and Akatsuki who are trying to extract the tail beasts. Please Review!