AN: I don't own Naruto. Do you?

Anyway, this is a fast-paced prologue. In short, it'll explain why Naruto is very Ooc. Also, it's mostly narrative style rather than including much dialogues. But in the next chapters, dialogues will be much more present than in this prologue.

Story Summary : Naruto found out about his parents, and many other shinobi knowledges. He never knewed that he have a very rare bloodline. He never knewed why his father did what he did until the time he confronted him thanks to a certain snake. He fled his home village thanks to a traitor. What will he do when he meets a certain family in Suna? How will he and his precious people rise? Let's find out the epic journey of Uzumaki Naruto...

Warning : Naruto is almost as strong as he was in the valley of the end. Meaning he's stronger than the begin of Shippuden. The reason is that he trained since he's four years old! Yes, four years old!

Naruto age four...

The young Uzumaki strolled through the streets. He was kicked out of the orphanage that was his shelter. Well, shelter is exagerated, but it still beats living on the streets. As he strolled, he was unnaware that this would change his life.

He saw an emptry two-story house. Definitely a very luxurious one. He asked himself why it was abandoned? Why no one baught it? His curiousity had the better of him, he walked to the gates.

He saw an odd shaped writting on the pillar. He tried to push the gate. "Tried" is the key word, as it didn't budge. Naruto checked the lock. To his shock, the gate was unlocked...

He was in deep thoughts. He once heard about 'seals'. Acting by instinct, he smeared some of his blood over the writting. To his shock, the gates opened. When he got in, it immidiatly closed.

Naruto explored the abandoned mansion. Well, double story house is more accurate. He was amazed how much books and scrolls he found on the library. But there's something that shocked the toddler...

This was the Yondaime Hokage's house. He saw his picture. He saw also the picture of a beautiful red-haired woman. He assumed that she's his wife. But the one thing that shocked him the most, was the fact that his name was on a room.

Naruto entered the room per curiosity. However, he immidiatly closed it back. He slept on the dusty couch, and spent half of the night crying...

Why he, the son of the Yondaime Hokage was hated so much? Why no one talk to him? Why all peolpe were either mean to him, either completely ignore him?

Those questions remained unanswered, and for a long five years...

The morning, Naruto started learning Fuinjutsu. The first thing he learned was the storage seal. He readed about chakra once and how to manipulate it. He was able to somehow store almost all the ninja related scrolls and books, which wasen't much...

Ten books about Fuinjutsu. Seven books about Taijutsu, Kenjutsu and many exercices. Another book about Vacuum manipulation. Another book about fire masterity. One about earth chakra exercices. He found some scrolls which one had the title "Uzumaki clan Hijutsus". Three scrolls were there, one for lightning jutsus, one for wind jutsus and the last for water jutsus. As he was getting out, he found something much more interesting than he thought...

Four books and four scrolls were there. Three books were about wind, water and lightning chakra and many ideas about jutsus. The fourth and the four scrolls were about something he NEVER dreamed of : "How to unlock the Mokuton" was the title of the book. The four scrolls were about the Shodaime Hokage Hashirama's Kekkei Genkai : THE Mokuton.

He smiled to himself. Never in anyone's wildest dreams the potential to unlock the wood element. He pinched himself, multiple times, just to make sure that this is not a dream but a reality. He never thought that this is the first step in his epic journey that will make his name a legend that would last for generations. He thought about it, this is HIS inheritence, so he will claim them and he won't care what would happen. For better or for worst, let the things just go.

The Hokage's office...

Sarutobi Hiruzen was really worried. Naruto, a four years old toddler was kicked out. This was his nightmare for the past years. He now regretted all the time he didn't visit the boy. However, his regret was short-lived, as the very boy that hunted his thoughts was now in front of him...

But there's something odd, his eyes have completely changed...

Naruto's vibrant mischivious blue eyes, or half-dull blue-grey eyes when his mask is off, were not present. Instead, his eyes showed one emotion : Fury. An endless burning rage with no bounds nor pit. A wrath that can easily consume anyone else. But within the fires of the fury, there's that saddness. A deep, hollow and endless saddness. Saddness of lost, betrayal and regrets. What ignited those emotions? Hiruzen sighed as he took a closer look...

"Naruto-kun, what happened to you?" Naruto remained silent. His eyes showed Hiruzen the answer loud and clear : Why I didn't live in my parent's house? Why was I put in the orphanage? Why did everyone treat me like that despite the fact that I'm a Hokage's son? Why was I this betrayed by everyone? Didn't my parents leave a godparent? Why?

Hiruzen sighed, "Naruto-kun, I know you're angry at this. I give you my honest and humblest appologies, but you must listen to me, at every word I'll tell you." Naruto noded as Hiruzen loaded his pipe with tabacco and litted it before he told him about everything. And by everything it he told him about his parents, how they died, why he can't reveal anything, even his future training. Then Hiruzen gave Naruto some advises and a chakra paper to know his affinity. Then, he wished the boy luck.

Naruto even got an apparetement. Something he apreciated it wasen't for the lonliness he felt. However, he found out that practicing Taijutsu and Kenjutsu and pranks are the best distraction he had. For the next two years, Naruto trained hard. Very, very hard...

Naruto Age six...

Naruto finally entered the Academy. Now he would be training to be a real ninja. He would learn so much in Konoha's Academy, won't he, right?

Wrong! It turned out that in the academy, well, school is MUCH closer to reality. Matter of fact, after a whole week where they learned only theories, he just had enough. He practically exploded. Snaped. Gone nuts. Completely lost it. He actually yelled at the top of his lungs, which almost caused the whole academy hears of his rant, "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU SENSEI? ARE WE TRAINING TO BE NINJAS OR TRAINING TO BE A DEADWEIGHT? ARE WE LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE OR DIE ON OUR FIRST MISSION?" Iruka remained silent for a whole half an hour. A kid, six years old is able to see what's wrong...

"Naruto, you got detention!" Was the answer that snapped him. He now truelly saw red as he throwed a torrent of swears and curses at Iruka, the academy, the civilians, and everyone that wronged him before he left his seat and went to the window. He simply jumped out. He had the ONLY information he needed from this screwed up academy. He felt that he did the right thing, but he have no idea how right he is...

He spent a whole week training like a mad man. He was litteraly possessed. He trained harder than he thought he would ever do. He discovered that he have much more chakra than average, closer the a high-experienced chunin than anything else. He was trying to control that gift. Little did he know that the more control and use he gains, the more his reserves increase at the same time...

At the end of the week, exactly on Sunday, Naruto heard some knocks on his apparetement door. He went and answered the door. He was kind of surprised that Umino Iruka was standing in front of him his hands on his hips. Naruto sighed, 'Great! What a great day I'll have!' He signed for his teacher to get in...

Iruka sitted at a chair like Naruto before he sighed, "I appologize Naruto. You were right and I was angry at that. Truth can hurt sometimes." Naruto frowned at this, "Maybe I went too far with my rant? I dunno, I said too much. I guess that... I was angry, very angry." Iruka thought about it, this kid may had it much worst than most adults, ninja or not. So, the least he can do is to find out why he quited, "Naruto, why you quited attending the academy? I mean, if there's a problem..." Naruto shook his head, "A problem? You mean that nobody looks at me like a human? Or those cold stares that bored a hole through my soul? Or that no one let his children come close at me, let alone play or talk to me? If that's what you mean by problem, then what's the big issues? What's a huge prolem?"

Iruka was shocked to see the six years old this angry. He swore that Naruto didn't told him yet the real problem, just the minor issues. That was not good at all. He sighed, "Look, I'm sorry if your life is this hard, but maybe you need to attend the academy two years later, in order to have kids your age." Naruto sighed, "I don't truelly think this will work, but I'll give it a try..."

Naruto age nine (Beginning of our story!)...

Naruto sighed as he entered his lonely messy apparetement. Truth be told, he learned how to make sealing scrolls, explosive tags, and many other Fuinjutsus. His Taijutsu was through the roof, for a nine years old. His Ninjutsu improved a lot. He was actually skilled when it comes to wind jutsus. He was actually able to shock Iruka when he performed a Daitoppa (Great Breakthrough) in his first day.

However, most of his strength remained unknown only to him. Not to mention his 'Guest' who even he dosen't know about, yet.

Like all days, when he got bored, he performed a prank. This time, the Hokage monument was his target. He was amazed how lax the security was. He was able to paint the damn mountain without anyone noticing him until he finished. That was saying something...

'Stupid Iruka-sensei! Why did he made me clean up? I mean I lost a whole day because of him!' Naruto grumbled mentally before he sealed all his scrolls and books, that was his inheritence that's it, and putted them under his pillow.

Naruto, over the years, kept the only thing to remember his parents ALLWAYS in his posession. Whenever he go, that tiny scroll was allways hidden under his jacket. He actually sewed a pouch into his own mesh armor to be able to carry it everywhere. It was a part of him. It was his fifth limb. It was THAT important for him...

Naruto was now able to use earth, water and wind chakra natures. His wind was the easiest. However, he was able once to put his old man's theory about using one hand to perform handseals. He was able once to use water in his left hand and earth in his right hand. He finished the separated handseals by a 'Mi' or 'Snake' Handseal. He was shocked and glad when he saw the results. Shocked by the result : he was able to use the legendary Mokuton. The wood release was the rarest Kekkei Genkai or Bloodline limit known so far. Even among the Senju clan, it's still very rare...

He was glad that no one but him know. (Well, no one human that's it!) He knewed that this would put him in a more hole of troubled water. He kept it secret. Not even Iruka, Teuchi or even Hiruzen knewed of this. He was glad that the ANBU who usually watch him wasen't there. He was glad that he was gifted, but he knows from the book about the Mokuton that you must earn it, rather than just unlock it because of your blood.

Naruto now focused on mastering the fire chakra nature. Who dosen't want to be a fire-breather? Any ninja want to control fire, no? Unless you are a red-haired Uzumaki or a white haired Senju, then you want to be much more subtle. He knows for a fact that he can easily become a Ninjutsu powerhouse one day or another. He just needed practice and much of it...

And practice he did in a very regular basis. Actually, he rarely had any day off practice or training. He would be considered a genius of hard work by Maito Gai, if that man heard of him of course...

In short, Naruto had a lot of jutsus. Maybe even more than he himself can count...

However, he knows for a fact that if he'll wait three other years, he'd be a Chunin, no, Jonin-level fresh out of the academy Genin. He was sure that he's a Chunin in all but rank. He knows that he lacks the tactical mind and emotion control, but he knewed that he can take the genin exam...

That was exactly his plan. Make an early graduation, then let things happen. He would graduate even through he can't do the Bunshin no jutsu, right?

Wrong! He was acutally angry, very very angry if not a walking talking piece of rage as he was able to perform Henga and Kawarimi or better known as transformation and replacement with a one-handed seal. One hand, one handseal, that was all what it took him to perform those pathetic jutsus; why didn't he graduate?

Naruto sitted under the tree. Sorrow was the emotion that his sapphire blue orbs which were his eyes showed. It was just... not fair. Not fair at all by any angle you try to view it. Is this because he's just nine years old? He didn't know...

One of the teachers he didn't like one bit known by the name of Mizuki approached him. Naruto never felt good about the man. But still, desperation attract vultures. So, he decided to listen, "So, what do I own you?" Naruto said in a monotonous tone.

"Well, it came to my attention that you failed your exam.." He was interrupted by an angry blond, "YOU AND IRUKA FAILED ME ON PURPOS!" Mizuki palmed his face, "There is an alternative test!" 'Good lord. What an angry brat!' This new piece of information made Naruto change his mood...

"Really? This is no joke or prank or trap?" Naruto asked innocently. Mizuki smiled as he responded, "Yes. I assure you that I'm truethfull with you." 'Hook, line and sinker!' He added mentally. Naruto smiled at this, "So, what am I supposed to do?" Mizuki grinned, "Well, steal the sealing scroll from the Hokage's office. Bring it to me at ten in this night in the forrest south the park. I'll pass you if you if you learn one jutsu from it." Naruto smiled at this. He can easily accomplish the tast. Beside, he still have to test a theory of his.

A few hours latter, about half past nine that night...

A certain clearing...

"Huff! I never knewed there's so match jutsus! I'm glad that I did this much earlier, and thought about copying half of them. But, what the hell was that box? I mean, it had my name on it? Well, good thing that I sealed it with everything on me. I mean, it belongs to me, no? At least I did it and learned those jutsus. Guess thet chakra control and the ability to understand any jutsu finally came in handy." Naruto speaked his mind as he panted. He was now slightly tired, for someone like him. For your average chunin, he would be dead from chakra exhaustion. He was glad that he trained hard. He was thinking how his reserves would match his own if he wasen't training in... four years. He shrudded to think that no one helped him. Now he questioned himself...

'Ok. The thing I'm truelly wondering about is... am I really loyal to konoha? I mean, what konoha did for me? My father wished me to be a hero, but what did I do? What he used me for? What is my burden? Even Hokage-jiji never bothered to reply. Hah, guess Ero-jiji sound a tone better!' He chuckled as he remembered how the Hokage caught him. Naruto panicked, and henged into a blond bombshell. That much was a lot for Hiruzen's old mind, as he laid in a pool from his own noseblood...

Naruto allway theorized that most of ninjas are... perverted! He thought about it, most of the shinobis abuse the three vices : money, women and booze. He felt disgusted by this. He was almost positive that Iruka, who's twenty two years old, never had a drink, never took money, and never did something he shouldn't with a woman. However, Naruto felt anger toward the scarred chunin. He was angry that he failed him, but most of all, how Iruka, someone who knows his pain, treat him like everyone else for almost nine monthes...

Until Naruto snaped at the man. Naruto actually yelled at Iruka and asked him why he looks at him like everyone else and why? Iruka appologized about that. Naruto said that he'll forgive him, only if he'll be worthy of that. Iruka started treating Naruto once or twice a week to Ichiraku from that day...

"Well, at least he's kind of redeemable." Naruto said to himself. He started his monologue habit a good time ago. He doubted that he will stop anytime soon thanks to his loneliness. Truth be told, he have no friends, no family, no parents. In short, he's cutted from a branch. Loneliness was his compagnion, curses and glared were his daily life. This would prove to be a mistaken and a huge one in the future...

But the point is that he was able to learn much more than a single jutsu. He was able to learn a GENJUTSU among all things. Genjutsu! Him of all people managing to learn a genjutsu is something as hard as an academy student being able to create a hundred Kage Bunshins...

But again, he did the impossible. It took him six long hours to learn at least five jutsus and half an hour to copy many Katon, Raiton and Fuuton jutsus (Fire, lightning and wind techniques) . He remarked to himself that once he master those, he can easily defeat a jonin if he does those jutsus in the right moment of the right mean. He even coppied a couple of A-ranks he thought maybe come in handy once he works hard for them. Speaking of hardwork, he noticed something, he sent a kage bunshin then dispelled it, and remarked that he felt what the clone felt...

"What does this mean? That I got the best shortcut for hardwork?" He asked himself. Maybe this won't be a bad thing, will it? He smiled a sad smile. A whole year at the academy, and only two students were indifferent toward him. Nara Shikamaru and Akimichi Choji. Those two at least never bothered him, hurt him, insulted him. Truth be told, they weren't really friends for him, but still... at least they respect him enough. And maybe they had some times hanging out...

Suddently, Naruto remembered someone from his own past. He smiled a sad smile. There's once that ANBU who was about five years or so older than him. Naruto missed that youth. He was wise, well-mannered, and a good person. A bit troubled and lost in the philosiphies of life, yes. But still...

He broke from his musing when a voice that he knewed way too much yelled at him, "Naruto, what have you done you baka?" Naruto turned to see Iruka, "Iruka-sensei, I'm glad that I found you! You see, Mizuki-sensei told me that if I learn a jutsu from this scroll, I'll pass the back-up test!"

Iruka facefaulted in shoc, "Mi-Mizuki t-told you this?" The man's poor brain was almost fried. Mizuki, his comrade, his helper, his friend just pushed a nine years old boy to commit a crime. Little did he know that Naruto was a sharp-witted nine years old...

Iruka was absorbed for a second in his thaughts, 'Mizuki said that Naruto stole the scroll of seals, that means..' Naruto looked at him on confusion before his teacher shove him down while yelling, "Naruto get down!" As a Fuuma shurinken passed by courtesy of a near future traitor...

Naruto looked at Iruka. He was worried about his sensei. He looked at the man's left knee and saw that he had a kunai lodged in it. "Iruka-sensei, your knee!" Naruto warned. Iruka pulled the kunai off while he said, "Don't worry, it's just a scratch!" However, they heard a new voice...

"Good job, Naruto. Now, give me the scroll." Mizuki said. Naruto frowned, "You want it? Answer my question, why in the hell everyone looks at me like this? Why those glares? Why no child wants to befriend or play with me? Why?" Mizuki chuckled darkly before he sighed, "Oh you poor little thing. How did the Yondaime defeat the Kyubi?" Naruto rised an eyebrow, "Killed him?"

Iruka yelled at this, "Mizuki, stop! This is forbidden!" Naruto twitched at this, "To hell that word! Continue, why they hate me?"

Mizuki smiled at this, "Well, if you must know, the Yondaime sealed the Kyubi in a newborn baby. That baby is you! In short, you are the Kyubi." Naruto was shocked at this, however, his shoc turned into an emotion he supressed hardly all those years. He felt an endless pit of rage take him under, and in a short second, he transformed...

Naruto's blue eyes became slitted and red, his canines and nails turned into fangs and claws, his whisker markd became much wider, as he unleashed a malicious demoniac red chakra, and a blood-freezing roar!

Before Iruka or Mizuki could move, Naruto lunged at Mizuki, clawing and bitting the traitor after he tackled him. Surprisingly, the short kid was doing a lot of damage. As Mizuki tried to reach for a Fuuma shurinken, Naruto simply crushed his forearm in his jaw. Naruto's attention turned to the weapon. Unlike how Mizuki was supposed to use, Naruto used it like an oversized hammer. He hitted the traitor over twenty times with blunt of the blades. As Mizuki attempted to rise his hand, Naruto braught down the weapon with ALL his might. Leaving Mizuki's limbs twitching. Naruto left the corps of the traitor and turned to Iruka.

Iruka shrieved as he saw the red eyes of the devil. Naruto saw the hatred and anger in Iruka's eyes. He felt them consume him. Naruto gave Iruka a sad look. "Iruka-sensei, I understand, I won't bother you again!" Naruto said in a demonic voice before he runned away. Way too fast for Iruka to catch on.

"Damn! This is all my fault! What am I supposed to say to Hokage-sama now?" Iruka questioned himself.

The Hokage's tower, minutes latter...

"What did you said Iruka? Naruto have runned away?" Hiruzen said in a very worried tone to Iruka who reported to him the fight. Iruka just noded, his eyes showed the guilt he felt about the whole situation. "Good ridance!" Said a chunin, who was now on the floor clutching his ribs coutresy of a certain spandex-wearing bowl-cut haired man who showed his anger in a physical way. Maito Gai originally was planning on taking Naruto under his wing. He wanted to have a genius of hard work. He asked the Hokage about any genin who would graduate, and choosed the boy. He finally voiced his frustration, "I can't believe that a boy who's fire of youth burns so hot run away!"

Hatake Kakashi sighed. Truth be told, he was thinking if the boy would've make him feels better if he was his subordunate. He was angry at himself. Why did he watched the boy from the shadows? That was his only question.

"Hokage-sama, we must search for him. Don't you think?" Kakashi asked his leader. Hiruzen unconsciously putted his pipe in his mouth, filled it with tabacco and litted it while he ordered, "All tracking capable ninjas, prepare for this new mission : Find Uzumaki Naruto and talk to him to come back! If I find out that any of you hurt him, I swear to Kami-sama that the consequences shall be worst than you think!" Every ninja there bowed to their leader, before they shunshined away...

Kakashi used his summons to track the smell of the blond boy. Many Inuzuka, Aburame and even Hyuga clansmen and women participated for the hunt. Little did they know that they weren't tracking down ONE Naruto...

Three days latter, morning, Hokage's tower...

Nara Shikaku sighed as he was about to enter the Hokage's office. What was he supposed to say? That they failed their mission? Or that a nine years old bordering ten have outsmarted ALL the tracker ninjas in Konohagakure? Or that Uzumaki Naruto was... gone? He said one word to describe the whole situtaion, "Troublesome!"

Hiruzen sighed, "Shikaku-san, I take it that you couldn't track down a nine years old academy student?" Shikaku sighed in frustration, "Hokage-sama, most of the tracks leaded to many directions at once." Hiruzen's eyes widdened by this new piece of information, "What did you said?" Shikaku sighed again, "Well, Hokage-sama, even the Hyuga and Inuzuka clan couldn't distinguish the real direction. The tracks had the same smell, the same chakra, and even the same weight judging from the depth of the foot prints." Hiruzen was shocked, "You don't mean to tell me that he learned the Kage Bunshin?" Shikaku noded, "Also, whenever someone approach 'Naruto' they see everything... dark!" Hiruzen eyes narrowed, "Kokuangyo no jutsu!" Shikaku sighed, "Personnaly, I thought they exagerated, but one of the chunins who was known for hating Naruto wounded up... dead! He was killed by an explosion, but it's clearly it was not an explosion tag. It was stronger... like the Bunshin Daibakuha!"

"Oh Kami-sama, what have we done? What Kakashi said?" Hiruzen asked while he palmed his face. Shikaku sighed, "Kakashi-san said that, even his ninken couldn't pinpoint exactly where Naruto went, but they said that his smell felt much more real toward... east. Exactly, south-east." Hiruzen's face drained from all colors, "Kami-sama, I beg of you, don't let Naruto-kun die! Please, Kami-sama, take my soul and send him an angle. Amen!"

Hiruzen prayers maybe saved Naruto from death. Back to the story folks...

"Hokage-sama, what should we do? I mean, if we send someone..." Shikaku said before Hiruzen interrupt him, "Shikaku-san, I must contact Jiraiya, NOW!" Shikaku noded as he left the old Hokage with his thoughts...

'Great! Naruto went to the desert! From all the places, he went to the only one that might die if he lost his way. Jiraiya, why didn't you came back as I told you? Tsunade, what would you do if you hear that your grandson is dead? No, that will destroy her with guilt. Unless... of course! But now I failed three of my closest people, what am I supposed to do?'

On the desert near Sunagakure four days latter...

Sabaku no Temari was kind of happy. For a twelve years old, that girl is strong. She had to be strong. Now, her new sensei, an experienced Suna jonin by the name of Baki, was accompagning her in a survival training. Temari was a blond girl whose spiky sandy colored hair is tied in four short pigtails while Baki was a tall man with two red marks on his right cheek and have a veil over his whole left face. Those trainings in Suna were frequent, but also harsh, very harsh. As she walked, she saw something on the sand dunes...

"Baki-sensei, is that a kid?" She asked. The man took a better look before he answere, "Yes Temari. I think it's a corpse." Temari sighed, she knewed what a life a shinobi can have. She knewed that this won't be the last time that she see the corpse of a child, however, she didn't want to leave it to the vultures. After all, dead people need to have their dignity protect by burying them, no?

"Baki-sensei, I think we must..." She said before he noded and went to the corpse of a boy, who was... very slowly breathing?

"Temari, is he alive?" The girl putted two fingers on the boy's neck, checking for a pulse. She found one, although very faint, it was steady... So, she did the first thing, she pulled off his googles gently, remarking how paler the skin arround his eyes are compared to the red tint on his face, neck and arms. She turned to Baki as she told him, "Baki-sensei, can you sprinkle some water on his face?"

The old man did what she told him. The boy opened half an eye, revealing some sapphire colored orbs, "An...Angel?" He asked, well, croaked with a dry throat and blached cracked lips from the drought. The girl immidiatly poured some water on his mouth, while lowering her head to hide the blush on her face. This was the nicest thing she heard in a long nine years from anyone other than her late uncle, Yashamaru.

"Heh, thank... you... tenshi... sama!" Naruto said as he drifted in and out of conscioudness. Baki tilted his head, "You think he's wanted? If he is, we return him?" Naruto immidiatly jumped away, "NO! NOT BACK IN HELLHOLE!" he yelled before he plummeted into the sand and the blissfull unconsciousness...

"I guess I'll carry him!" Baki sighed in frustration. Temari followed her sensei who proceeded to carry the young boy over his shoulder...

A few hours, a cold bath, and many bandages latter...

Sunagakure's Hospital...

"Baki-san, can I have a talk with you, in private?" A doctor said as he exited Naruto's room. Baki noded at this as he signed to Temari to go away. The girl did so and went to a far away bench. Baki looked at the doctor and asked him, "Ok, what's so important?" The doctor sighed before he started talking, "Baki-san, when we found the boy, to be honest, we thought he died. But when we putted him on the bathtub, we found some strange tatoo that flashed on... Also, he suffered from second degree burns on his arm, severe second degree burns on his face and neck, and first degree burns on the rest of his body. He was dehydrated more than any human can tolerate. No, to be blunt, a camel would've died from it. What's shocking is that he also suffered from a heatstroke, a sunstroke, and starvation. He lacks days of sleep, evident by the fact that even when we putted him on cold water he didn't wake up. I was scared that if we gave him some painkillers he would've... passed away!"

Baki was shocked. Those symptoms are mortal to any human. He doubted that even Gaara would've died from them. No, even a dinosaure couldn't survive those, unless... no! He and Temari found a true survivor that's harder to kill than coackroaches, or even scorpions... But he's just nine! Nine years old and survived something that could've killed any other shinobi...

"Ok, since this is the first life Temari saves, I think you truelly need to make sure we succeeded in doing so!" Baki ordered the doctor. He was still shocked, but he won't let it display. He is a true shinobi, a jonin no less...

"I will do my best, although, he may have some post-trauma-symptomes.. He kept asking for two things : Ramen and Tenchi-sama. Although, I don't know how he will take it that Suna dosen't serve ramen? By the way Baki-san, who is Tenshi-sama?" The doctor asked and Baki sighed.

Baki shook his head 'No' to the doctor. Here he is now with a twelve years old girl and an unconscious apparantly nine years old boy who's nothing is knewed about him eccept for his extremely strong vitality that defied the very death. Actually, the only clan capable of such feat are extinct since the second great shinobi war. He thought about it, maybe he's an Uzumaki? Unlikely, he wasen't a red headed boy with silky hair, but a blond with spiky one. The only way to find out is definitely by asking the boy...

"I don't know Isha-san. (Mr. Doctor)." Baki lied through his teeth, "But the important is, I may die by Kazekage-sama if he hears of this..." Baki stopped when he heard a voice that said, "Hears of what?" As he turned, much to his horror, was the Yondaime Kazekage...

A very long and detailed explanation latter...

Kazekage's office...

"I see, Baki, Temari. But what if this kid is... a spy?" Rasa, better known as the Yondaime Kazekage asked. temari gritted her teeth. She was on her very first day as a kunoichi and she was put into trouble by a foreign boy who's at least two years younger than her. Her father maybe related to her, but for him, millitary might is above all.

"Kazekage-sama, I guarantee you that this kid can't be a spy. One, he's way too young. Two, if he is, he wouldn't risk death. Injury, yes. But beign so close to death at the same time so far away from Suna's gate, that eliminate the risk." Baki speaked. Temari soon joined, "Otou-sama, when I found this kid, I'm sure that he either runned away, either he was very mistreated, maybe he was like Gaara." Rasa frowned, he allready have a jinchuriki, and he's very unstable. Maybe because of the seal? Whatever the reason, he can't decide whenever to get rid of the boy, or to make sure he grows into a great weapon. However, he knows the perfect man for the job. And he's right in front of him, "Baki, go and guard the boy. Get the answers you need. Then tell him to come here once he's fully healed. Also, if he have potential to be a ninja, I think you'll be a five members squad." Rasa said in an authoritive tone as he turned to his daughter, "Temari, stay! I have something private to discuss with you. It involves spies." Temari noded while Baki shunshined to the hospital.

Rasa maked sure that there's no one listening before he sighed, "Temari, don't you ever do something this stupid again! I warned you and I'll warn you again, don't die on me! Think of that idiot Kankuro, he'll be devastated." Temari looked at her father questionably, "And Gaara?" Rasa sighed, "And Gaara if he cares at all."

Temari frowned upon hering this. Truth be told, she loved her younger brother Gaara a lot. And if someone brings him back to her, she would be in debt toward him forever. She missed her innocent and sweet younger brother. Unfortunatly, ever since her uncle died when he failed to kill him, he bacame much colder than before. But she can practically see his cries for help from his aqua colored eyes. She tried many times to reach him, but his cursed sand was allways in her way.

She never gave up on him. No matter how hard he push her away, she was still determined to save him. But she have no idea how she saved his and her savior...

"This is all, Tou-sama?" Temari asked in a mannered tone. Rasa noded and before she walked out, he had a ghost of a smile as he told her one last thing, "Hey, I'm your father. That's why I don't want to lose you." 'Like I lost you, love. Our little daughter have became like you, inside and out. The only thing she took from me is her skill.'

The next morning, Suna's hospital...

"Temari, why you insisted on draging me here?" Her brother Kankuro, who's a last year academy student, complained as his older sister dragged him. The girl had enough, "Because I'll tell Gaara that you stole his lunch last week!" Kankuro, upon hearing this, paled. He knows that his brother is a killing machine. A merciless killing machine by the name of Gaara. He knows that there's no 'fighting Gaara', it's either overwhelming him like their father, or dying by his hands. Well, sands, but you get the point. Their brother had killed ANBU, chunin, jonin, any rank you name it...

But now, as they reached the hospital, they saw Baki shaking his head and sighing in frustration...

"Baki-sensei, what's wrong?" Temari asked. Baki sighed, "That kid we found?" She noded, "Turned out that he fled from Konohagakure and he wants to stay here even in a cave. The worst, is that he calls their Hokage by 'jiji'." Kankuro and Temari snorted in delight while a vein appeared on Baki's forehead, "The problem is that Chiyo-baa-sama herself diagnosed the kid. He's fully healed." This made Kankuro's and Temari's eyes widden like sauccers as he continued, "And now she had requested me to stay out as she talks with him." Temari sighed, "I think he was a good soul. I can't believe my luck! I saved him only to be killed!" Kankuro patted her back gently, "Bad luck sis!" She felt more demoralized, "I know, I know."

They were a bit stunned as Chiyo got out and smiled at them, "Temari-hime, it seems like you found a very good lad. My advice keep him close, he's a very rare diamond forged by the leaf and the maelstrom and found by the sand." She said cryptically, and Baki's eyes widdened at this.

'Leaf, maelstrom, could it be...? No, no way! We found the best kind of shinobi!' "Baki-sensei? Why are you... spacing out?" Temari asked as she waved her hand in front of him. Baki shook his head, "Huh? Did you say something Temari?"

Kankuro exploded in a laughting fit only for the corridor to seemingly darkens and Temari to smile sweetly at him. Although, her glare was... terrifying. She said in a sweet tone, "Kankuro, don't worry about Gaara sharing your room tonight, worry about me now!" And Kankuro did the right thing, for that moment that's it, and jumped from the window...

Author Corner : Ok, 1st chapter rewritted. If you want to review, please do, and to the guest who reviewed WITHOUT looking at the AN, thank you for judging a book by it's cover!

Oh, and I will check with my Beta Reader for help. Sorry if I didn't, but honestly, I'm still shy and I don't want to bother anyone.

Take care everyone, AJ out!