Fan Fiction Name: Legends of the Past

Chapter Name: The Beginning

Info: Many people have said that he is a prodigy, that he has the making of legend in his earliest days. But as the trials and tribulations of shinobi life have begun, will he become what everyone expects or can he be something he has only dreamed of: his own person.

Disclaimers: Narutoand the rest of the known characters are not my creations. The rest, OC's all, are mine, all mine! Hahahahahahahahacoughsputterwheeze Give me a second…

Chapter One: The Beginning

Legends come and legends go. That's what my father told me on many occasions before in my life. He told me that when he started, he wanted to be Hokage because everyone would respect him. So that everyone would look up to him in spite of all the problems and all the issues he had. After all, he was the savior of the village. His own father, the Yondaime Hokage, had to make a decision that would haunt his only son for the rest of his life. But, my father, the Clone Master of Konoha, didn't hold it against my grandfather. After all, it was from the powers of the Kyuubi inside my father that gives him much of his power and stamina.

My father, Uzumaki Naruto, was a legend now, and for the past three years was the Shichidaime Hokage of Konohagakure. He told me although it was his childish dream that had him pursue the office of Hokage, he had matured and treated the office as the Hokage before him had. He may not have had the intelligence of the Sandaime or Rokudaime Hokage, or the vast skills of the Godaime or Yondaime Hokage. He did, however, have something that all of the previous Hokage had: the willingness to die for their village. The willingness to fight for everything they believed in, all that they loved. That included me, my sister, and my mother.

It's kind of funny. From all that I have heard of my father and my mother from their days back in the academy, I'm more like my mother.

I'm reminded of this even now, as I look in the mirror as I face the very things my mother and father did. My spiky hair is a deep blue color, mixing the traits of both my mother and father. My eyes are an extremely light blue, again a mix of my parents' traits. I have a heavy build like my father and a surprising amount of grace, like my mother. Named for my adopted great-grandfather, I am someone who has to juggle not one but two famous lineages I have to live with.

I am Uzumaki Satoshi, son of Uzumaki Naruto and Uzumaki Hinata, grandson of the Yondaime Hokage and heir to the Uzumaki clan. I am the only person outside of the Hyuuga clan to use the Byakugan, the youngest person in a generation to be able to use and produce the powerful and advanced Tajuu Kage Bushin no Jutsu, and skilled fighter in both traditional taijutsu and the Jyuuken fighting style of my mothers' family.

After all, I guess it's appropriate, seeing as I am related to the largest and most powerful clan in Konoha that developed that style of taijutsu. That's why my eyes are a milky blue. The mixing of my mothers Byakugan eyes with my fathers extremely bright blue eyes left me with those eyes, as well as the Byakugan itself. Granted its not as all seeing as the original of my mothers' clan, it's still strong and useful.

Maybe that's one of the reasons why the teachers at my school call me a prodigy. Despite my lack of ties with the Hyuuga clan (therefore lacking the amount of training they get), I can use my Byakugan to almost the full extent of my full blooded cousins. The only major impediment: my Byakugans blind spot allows me to see three-hundred and fifty degrees, rather than the full three hundred fifty-nine degrees all the way around most full Hyuuga members can.

Maybe it's the fact that I'm the youngest person in a generation to learn the Kage Bushin no Jutsu, a powerful skill that's supposed to be beyond genin. It's another aspect of my family lines: My chakra coils are the largest in my class. According to my sensei, I have the largest chakra coils of a genin ever since…well, ever since my father. Granted, I don't have the ability to make thousands of them, nor do I have the Kyuubi to augment my chakra as well, but I still make a total of twenty clones without a problem. I have even combined the Kage Bushin with the Jyuuken, into a move that I have named had the "Uzumaki Jyuuken Rendan."

Maybe it's because I have some of the highest grades in class. Well…no…I have the highest grades in my classes. Many of the teachers have said that I am the Uzumaki prodigy, that I should have graduated years before and become a shinobi already. Now, if only the rest of me went along with it. I'm not someone who is really well known for responding well to the attention of others.

Not that I don't get it. In fact, since my father has become Hokage and I have been labeled a "prodigy", I somehow have developed a little club of girls, all of whom are seemingly obsessed with gaining my attention. I try to be courteous and smile, but in every other way I try to ignore them. But that just keeps them coming. If only they were more like some of my friends. But, then again, I still have more friends now than my mother or my father did when they were at the academy.

Dawning my (extremely small) clans traditional deep orange and black jacket (with my clans distinctive red swirl on the back), I smiled back at mirror image of myself. I'm a bit short, but I don't care. After all, I'm the eldest son of the Shichidaime Hokage and the Uzumaki prodigy, right? A little test like the genin exam can't do a thing to stop me!

Right?

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"Well, here we go," I muttered to myself as I was the first (as always) to the class. I nodded to Udon-sensei and took my normal seat at the back of the class. I sighed softly as I got settled in to my seat, waiting for one of my good friends to arrive. She was often the one right behind me, and on a day like this…

"Yosh! You beat me again, Satoshi-kun!"

I look up and give my good friend a smile. As early as it was, she was most likely training with her father (A real training psychopath, but seeing as he can't do anything but taijutsu I can't hold it against him), and most likely a bit sweaty. But knowing the ever positive Rock Mai, a little sweat never dampened her mood. Nor her silky black hair. Nor stain her form fitting green shirt and shorts. Nor get into her expressive, almond-hued eyes that always shined…

Oh, crap, am I blushing?

She sat down right next to me, where she stretched slightly, using the back of the seat to stretch and pop her back out. And in doing so, she drew attention to her green clad top and her rather developed chest…those nice, firm…perky….

I had to look away right that second. If I didn't, she'd deem me a pervert and I'd get the beating of a life time. And it wouldn't be the first time that had happened…

Flashback

"Come on, Satoshi-kun, I know you need some practice," Mai-chan said as she did that little pout of her. Damn it! Why was she so good at talking me into this kind of stuff? But with one once over of her…I knew why. But even then I'm a bit apprehensive. In scores, Mai was the best at Taijutsu right under me, and my grade in that department was almost all based on the fact that I had mastered the basics of the Jyuuken fighting style at such a young age. And Mai-chan was right: I needed practice at traditional taijutsu as well. But, since she was better than me at that, I would need a trick or two up my sleeve.

And I knew just the thing.

"Will it be okay for me to use other jutsu?" I ask innocently. I know she won't be happy. Although she, unlike her father, can use ninjutsu, she has weaker then average chakra coils and is not as good with ninjutsu as many other students at the academy. She begins thinking, the whole time her expressive face strangely still. I can only look at her and admire her for her happiness, her willingness to fight, even with a handicap. It's something she had gotten from her father: never give up, regardless of the odd.

She smiles slyly, then turns back to me and flashes a smile.

"Sure. I would not mind that. Just do not use the Jyuuken."

End Flashback

I had missed most of her attacks when I had used a Kage Bushin to distract her. I had managed to wrap my arms around her waist as my clone came in for a punch, but Mai had managed to wrestle out of it and moved forward to punch my clone. But with her swift movement, I had lost my grip and, in desperation, shot my hands forward in an attempt to grab something, anything, to keep me from falling over.

Well, I grabbed her chest. It had taken a few seconds (and a destroyed Kage Bushin) for what had happened to register to Mai.

She had gotten so furious that I had ended up with the largest bruise that I had ever had. That was over three months ago and I still have some phantom pains from the bruise she left.

As the class began filling up, I began seeing some of my other friends. Sonozaki Jirou sat to the seats on my left, on the other side of the aisle. He looked like he was hyperventilating. Akamichi Saika sat her in her normal seat just in front of me as she happily munched on some cookies as Nara Shigeru sat next to her. Shigeru had his normal bored grimace stretching across his face as his sleepy looking blue eyes scanned the class. He gave me a halfhearted wave, which I happily returned when the buzzing of insects and irritatingly high pitched laughter became harbingers of large headaches of mine.

Aburame Shizuka. The most irritating person I have ever met. A whirlwind of bugs, destruction, and high pitched laughter, Shizuka was someone who had to be almost as smart as me but decided to use that skill for the dumbest of things. He was petty, obnoxious, and altogether annoying. He was the one person who I couldn't really stand. He coming towards me and Mai-chan…and passed us. Phew. I really don't need a headache today. He keeps going and sits down in one of the lower seats. Sighing slightly, I let my gaze scan the room.

I look down at a girl who I barely know. She was giving me a massive smile and what my uncle Sasuke had called the "fan-girl googily eyes." I smile back politely, but then she turns bright red and begins giggling. I then turn away, and I know she's still staring at me expectantly. Damnable fan girls. Damnable Aburame who had decided to be so much different then his parents. Well, the role is being called and the tension is thick. Hell, what do you expect? On a day like this, it's understandable.

- - - - -

Okay…okay…here we go. I need to focus. I need to keep myself cool. This is a big part of the exam, and it's on the Bushin no Jutsu. It's supposed to be an easy one but with this amount of pressure on everyone (and especially on me…damnable "prodigy" label) I really don't know how I'll do. As I got up with the call of my name, I know that there are a lot of eyes on me. However, because of my name, I was third to last. The other two people I recognized as "members" of my fan club. I smiled slightly at both of them (throwing both into fits of giggles, much to my dismay) and slowly, haltingly, made my way to the door. Sighing slightly to get my jitters out, I open the door and go through.

Udon-sensei is there, as well as Shikamaru-sensei. Udon-sensei smiles slightly as I come through, but Shikamaru-sensei has his normal grimace. I know that, despite his bored look, cared a lot about the students. In fact, I know that he was probably as calculating and intelligent as his own son, and therefore expected a lot out of him.

But Shigeru aside, I need to concentrate. I know the test is on the Bushin no Jutsu. Udon-sensei and Shikamaru-sensei both nodded to each other and Udon sensei brought up a clipboard.

"You may begin, Uzumaki-san," Udon-sensei said.

I cringed a little bit inwardly. I know he probably said that to every student, but with me it's a bit…well…odd. Many people have called me that, more often then not because of my father and his rank. But…this was my teacher.

Okay, I need to stop that. Now. I need to focus. I need to mold my chakra and make at least three clones. I slowly go through the few hand signs and concentrate greatly on the whole thing. I need to keep focus…need to keep focus…

"Bushin no Jutsu!"

I didn't want to look. I didn't want to look up and see that I had created only one or two Bushin. Slowly, carefully, I opened my eyes to survey the damage. Instantly, my eyes shot open to see my clones. I was staring at seven perfect clones around me, all of whom had the glassy look of the mindless clone who simply acted. I smiled slightly, and when I turned to my senseis I was pleasantly surprised. Shikamaru-sensei really didn't have a reaction, but judging by Udon-senseis' reaction I know I did pretty good.

'Well, well, Uzumaki-san. You truly are a prodigy," Udon-sensei said as I dismissed the clones. I smiled slightly in response, my hand going to the back of my head. It's a bit of a habit that I picked up from my dad, but I do it often when I'm embarrassed. But, the next thing Shikamaru-sensei said not only made me happy, but with the small smile he shot me made me all the happier.

"You pass the genin exam."

I could only smile. I mean, my smile is not my normal, slightly shy smile I get around Mai-chan or the polite one I have when dealing with those older then me or (more often then not) someone who annoyed me. It was a full smile, much like my fathers wide, bright smile. Like the one my sister wears when she is having a good time. I could only smile (and guessing in my smile I look like an idiot, but I really don't care) as I was awarded my headband. I smiled as I walked out, to be congratulated by many people (the majority of them being fan girls) before seeing the three people I had wanted to see: My family. I see Mai-chan with her father. Both of them give me a thumbs-up as congratulations, but my attention is far more on Mai-chan, whos smile is not as big as her fathers, but still full of confidence and happiness. I smile back, but quickly turn my head away, trying to fight the heat that is coming up my face. I then see all my other friends, but it is when I catch a flash of blond I freeze.

Wait. That's Ino-san. Damn. She is happily hugging Shigeru, who has his headband tied around his arm, much like his father. I know that, despite his grumbling, Shigeru is more then happy to have that headband and taking after his mother and father as a ninja, despite the fact that his mother is "embarrassing" him currently.

Then, there is a flash of blonde hair that comes almost out of nowhere and grips me hardly down the middle. I look down to see the bright blonde hair that signifies my younger sister, Uzumaki Rika. I stroke the top of her head while she tightens her grip. She then looks up and smiles at me, her milky white eyes shining happiness.

"You're a ninja, nii-nii!" she happily proclaims as she grabs my hand and begins happily dragging me towards the direction she came from. I'm just flabbergasted that Rika, a girl four years my junior, could have as much energy to drag me to wherever it is she wants to take me. She stops at what looks to be the back of the crowd and lets go of my hand.

"Well, well, well, look who it is," came a calm, happy voice to my left. I instantly recognize the voice. I smile happily as I turn to face the voice, seeing the man who I have looked up to my whole life. His spiky blonde hair was hidden in the Hokages traditional hat, his normally orange clothes covered by Hokage robes. However, his blue eyes were shining with happiness and he was smiling the same smile I was. I know he saw the headband on my forehead, showing me as a genin of Konohagakure. Knowing my Father, the Shichidaime Hokage of Konohagakure, he was about a second away from grabbing me and pulling me into a large hug.

True to my predictions, I'm pulled in and given a happy hug by my father. Unlike Shigeru, I don't fight it. I don't mind it at all. After a few second (most of it with me not being able to breathe) I see my sister standing with my mother, bedecked in her own robes. She smiles happily before coming and delivering a hug of her own. My moms wasn't as hard, but had just as much caring. Then my friends come, to happily discuss how they did on the exam. Shigeru stands back, his bored look staying as Saika munches on her cookies. Jirou sits at the head of the group, still not believing his luck. Mai-chan says that she was barely able to produce three clones, and is shocked that I made seven. There are plenty of people who gather around, and the one fan girl who I had smiled to at the beginning of class was a bit…well…clingy. I wish that it was Mai-cahn there and not this annoying redhead there on my arm.

My parents go to join all their own friends, many of whom had shown up to see the graduates. To think, now I am among that number of people who have graduated the Academy. Next would be the assignment of teams, and then…and…then…

Oh, crap.

END

A/N: Well, the first of Legends of the Past chapter is up. Soon, another story will be up and the two will be updated one at a time. Now, it actually ties into the two previous Naruto stories, Tales of a Would be Jounin and Requiem for the Rokudaime, so my normal readers will pick up on things from both of them. In fact, expect a visit soon from Anko and Irukas son!

As a side note, I like writing in the first person then I do the Third. I'd like some input on it (plus a beta or two maybe?)

But, as I have been working on stories, I have decided to create, well, a massive multi-story epic in my naruto stories. There are

Story One - "No Name Yet" -This is a story in the works right now, chronicling Jiriyas experiences with his first genin team.

Story Two - The Gathering Storm - In the works, a story that I have started out a wee bit immature, but it will get better! Honest! Anywho, the first Naruto-centric story I've wrote.

Story Three – Tales of a Would be Jounin – The third story is, ironically enough, the first story I wrote. My first attempt at a Naruto story went relatively well, and it had an odd pairing: Iruka/Anko

Story Four – "No Name Yet" - The lynch-pin story of mine, where many of the big things that have been hinted at are to happen.

Story Five - Road to the Future (Working title) – This is another lynch-pin, this time for a certain silver-haired shinobi...heeheehee

Story Six – Requiem for the Rokudaime – The final thoughts on Hatake Kakashi, Rokudaime Hokage of Konohagakure.

Story Seven – Legends of the Past – The adventures of Uzumaki Satoshi! And the very story you're reading! Mwahahahahahahahahahaha!