Chapter 1: A Boy?!

One could say that one of the scariest phases of Namikaze Naruto is when she just wakes up from a jagged slumber. Civilians have many times testified they have seen a blonde, whiskered demon walking down the streets of early Konoha. So when the light decided to seep in from the curtains, she was not in the best mood. She woke up groggily, albeit, a lot better than she thought she should be feeling. It was a night of frolic and loose partying to celebrate her awaited promotion to a jonin status. She shook off the unusualness of not feeling a severe hangover after a night of constant chugging. The covers were pulled over her as she tried to wonder her mind back into the realm of free ramen and a Hokage hat happily resting on her head. Well she tried to anyway. Her body moved about, changing from one position to the next; however, Naruto could not find one spot that suited her taste in comfort. In a fit of frustration, she threw the quilt on the floor and flung her body into a sitting position to glare at the mattress. Her eyes widened in surprise. She tried to wrack her mind of the events that had happened last night because right now, she realised this was not her bed and this was not her room. Instead of the joyous mattress she usually slept on, it was replaced with a hard, jagged rock of a bed. The room was unfurnished and littering the floors were a magnitude of empty ramen cups, milk cartons and just random scraps of everything.

She thought harder, slowly rubbing her temples. She distinctively remembered that she had received her results from her jounin examination. She had watched in anticipation with anxious parentals beside as she unfurled the scroll that would reveal the answer to her test. A grin had etched onto her face and her parents had enveloped her in their arms, pride swelling inside them. She had been promoted and her father had organised a party with many of her friends. She also recalled Tsunade rousing her into a drinking competition and her mum reprimanding the older women after their little chug session. Naruto didn't see what was wrong. Okay, she was sixteen, but you know what they say. Old enough to kill, old enough to drink. And plus, the sannin was practically begging her into competition. Anyways, it was then that her mind became a mush of memories. The last thing she remembered was her father and mother having to leave early due to urgent ninja business and instead, Uchiha Sasuke taking her by the hand to drag her home (she thinks) from all her drunken glory. Then...nothing. She remembered nothing. One thing she did know was that this was definitely not her parent's house, not her room and not the Uchiha's.

Her hand unconsciously drew back to smooth down her tangled mane. Due to the length of her hair, it was quite simple for each strand to mangle with each other and link. However, instead of making contact with thick strands of ungodly mess, her fingers shot straight down. The Namikaze groaned and wondered what monstrosity she had done to her hair whilst in her drunken state. Begrudgingly, she propelled herself onto the wooden floor and trudged her way to look for a bathroom. Flipping through a few doors she quickly found the one with a toilet, sink and shower. The bathroom.

So when she finally reached the mirror and looked into her reflection, the first reflex for Naruto was to scream. Staring back at her was her, but not her. There were still the distinctive features of the Namikaze, such as her sky blue eyes, whisker marred cheeks and sunny blonde hair. However, her hair did not fall down her back as usual, it was shorter and spiked in all different directions, a little like her father's. Her chest was as flat as a washboard and her usual figure was replaced with a more masculine form. One of the most scarring thought daunted on her. In sudden desperation, she reached down her pants, grabbed them and observed. For the second time that day, she screamed. Naruto Namikaze, daughter of the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze and the Konoha's seal mistress, Kushina Uzumaki, newly promoted jonin was...a boy.