Naruto: Legacy Zero Reload
A Naruto/Rockman Zero Crossover Fic
Disclaimer: I do not own Rockman Zero or Naruto. They belong to Capcom and Masashi Kishimoto respectively.
Naruto's P.O.V.
For as long as I can remember, I've felt that I was radically different from others, that I could never be able to completely fit in. It was like I was surrounded by a barrier that repelled others. Looking back, I realize that I wasn't too far off with that statement. After all, jinchuuriki have never really had a reputation of being accepted in society for who they are. I was no exception to that. It was made all the more painful by the fact I was an orphan.
As a child, other people often treated me harshly, with no small amount of prejudice, and I would always wonder 'Why?'. I would repeat the question over and over in my mind, hoping that I would get an answer to the only other question constantly plaguing me. The other being my natural wondering of who my parents were. Unfortunately, an answer never came. Still, I pressed on, hoping that someone other than Iruka-sensei and ojii-san would accept me for who I am.
Finally, on the day of my ninth birthday, someone did. I was alone, sitting atop one a grassy hill in the local park, when she came along. Long, dark violet hair flowing behind her slender body... Pale, lavender eyes that contained no malice towards me.... She was truly beautiful. However, I was only nine, and couldn't really appreciate such a fact, but I digress. She looked at me, a puzzled look in her eyes, and a small smile on her face. She looked long and hard, and an awkward silence reigned over the area... At least, until she finally spoke. "Why is such a cute kid such as you so sad?"
My mind boggled at this, and I'm fairly certain my body made it obvious by following suit. Someone was showing an interest in me, the "Demon Brat" of Konoha? Such a thing was nearly unheard of! I was brought out of my stupor when she began giggling at my expression, and I realized that I must have looked rather foolish. It was a melodious sound that was like sweet wine to my ears. Once she finished, she repeated her question, and I gave her my sad answer. "Nobody cares that today's my birthday." Once she heard this, a troubled expression crossed her face.
"That isn't right... Your birthday should be a happy occasion! It's no time to be sad!" She exclaimed, before walking over, and hoisting me to my feet, and proceeding to drag me by my arm away from the park. Her grip was strong, despite how delicate her hands looked, so escape wasn't really an option for me. Curious about her actions, I asked where she was taking me, to which she responded cheerfully: "To your birthday celebration!" This confused me greatly. Hadn't I told her that nobody cared about my birthday? To what celebration could she be taking me to?
Eventually, we arrived at a huge, traditional Japanese-styled manor, which I almost immediately recognized as the Hyuuga Estate that Iruka-sensei taught my class about recently. That's when something occurred to me... Weren't lavender-colored eyes a common trait among the Hyuuga? The reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I was being taken into the Hyuuga Estate by someone who was practically royalty in Konohagakure No Sato... Someone who didn't show me hatred or cold indifference.
Once we were inside, she immediately led me into what I assumed was her room, and instructed me to stay put, before leaving the room. Taking the opportunity to try and learn more about the kind woman who had already begun to brighten my day, I set about looking around the room. It was mostly white, with the occasional splash of pink. It seemed like a typical young girl's room... Well, that's what I would say if it hadn't been for the various blueprints decorating the walls, machines lining the walls like the furniture. One thing caught my interest: a strange vial containing a silver-colored, liquid-esque substance, but before I got the chance to inspect it, she returned with two other people.
The first one behind her wasn't much older than myself, only passing me by three years or so. She had long, black hair, and eyes not unlike those of the one who brought me here. Her outfit consisted off a fishnet shirt, covered by a tank-top, and pants not unlike those worn by ANBU. A hitai-ate hung loosely around her neck, signifying her to be a shinobi. A curious expression was worn on her face, as she looked me over. I couldn't help but blush a bit under her gaze. She was rather cute, after all.
The second was a man, a tall man who I could only guess to be in his fifties. He had black hair as well, but his eyes were calm, calculating even, and his formal kimono gave him a dignified air. The way he carried himself suggested that he was one who had survived and fought many battles. I couldn't help but be a bit impressed by him, because I could feel the regal and powerful aura he gave off. The only thing that had me curious was the mildly exasperated look on his face.
What happened next blew my mind. A cake was placed in front of me, with several lit candles planted on top. I was too shocked to even pay attention to their singing to me for my birthday. I'm pretty sure tears were welling up in my eyes at this point. Placing a hand gently on my shoulder, the older girl smiled at me, and told me to blow out the candles. Wiping away my tears, I took a deep breath, before exhaling, blowing out the candles. The three Hyuuga present clapped a bit, before the man produced a knife from nowhere. I immediately began to panic. Was this all a trap to kill the demon boy? I knew it was too good to be true... I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to come...
… Only it never did. Cautiously opening one eye, I blinked in surprise when I saw the man just cutting the cake. I couldn't help but feel a little silly for letting my paranoia about others get the better of me for something that even I found obvious. I was soon handed a plate with a slice of cake on it, and with a quick "Itadakimasu", I dug in. My mind was practically blown away from how delicious the sweet treat was. Things continued like this for a while, with the four of us making idle conversation. I did my best to keep off the subject of my experiences and living conditions, until the young woman who brought me here looked at me, and gave me the offer that would forever change my life. "Hey, how would you like to live here? It's a lot better than being on the street."
I froze. Was she for real? Was she really offering me, the bane of Konoha, a home? Now, living the way I had, and with all the tricks and traps I've dealt with, I've learned how to tell when people are lying and/or have ill intentions, and this woman wasn't lying. And she definitely had no ill intentions. Smiling broadly, as tears of joy streamed down my face, I accepted her offer. Returning my smile, the young woman hugged me close, and I returned the embrace. Once we broke away, she began to introduce her immediate family to me. "The man over there is my father, Hyuuga Hiashi. He can come across as cold and uncaring sometimes, but he's good at heart." Said man sighed, muttering something about his fun being ruined. "And the girl only a few years older than you is my imoutou, Hyuuga Hanabi. She's a genin that's going to be in the upcoming chuunin exams." Said girl just smiled, before walking up to me, and kissing my cheek. I blushed again at this gesture. Finally, the young woman gestured to herself. "And I'm Hyuuga Hinata, jounin, and one of the few Sci-Nin. What's your name?" She asked at the end, tilting her head to the side ever so slightly in curiosity. "My name's Uzumaki Naruto. Pleased to meet'cha all!" I grinned. And thus, began my new life living in the Hyuuga Estate.
A few years have passed since then. I'm now 12, and on my third try at the academy. I've let my hair grow down to around my waist, and keep it in a low-tied ponytail most of the time. Hinata is still a jounin and a Sci-Nin, and she helps me out with weapons and things like that. Hanabi-chan is now a special jounin, and waiting to take on a genin team. While I would like to have her as a sensei, I'm kind of scared, because two years ago, she boldy declared her love for me, and claimed me to be her future husband. I'm not one to turn down positive attention, but even I would find that a little odd. And Hiashi has become like the father I never had.
I've been training to wield a gun and a sword because of a pair of weapons I got from Hinata on my 11th birthday. A beam saber that takes the form of either a katana, a long sword, or a great sword, which she dubbed the "Z-Saber", and an energy-firing gun that can charge it's shots, which she named the "Z-Buster". I'm pretty good with them, but I've still got a lot of room for improvement. I still go to Ichiraku Ramen, and visit Ojii-san whenever I can. They are my precious people, after all.
So, today's the day of my third attempt at becoming a genin. Follow me, as I journey through the career known as Shinobi. I could kick some ass, I could die... It could rock, or it could totally suck. But only time will tell. This is my story. The story of Uzumaki Naruto, heir to the Legacy of Zero!
Prologue.... COMPLETE!
A/N: Here it is, the beginning of the Rewrite of my fic, "Naruto: Legacy Zero"! Hope you enjoy this prologue! Please leave a review!