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Naruto: Master of Elements and Jutsu

The great spirits were happy with their choice in an Avatar for the world of bending. He had solved a great war, toppled an evil lord, and was well on his way to restoring the Air Nomads with the help of his wife, and kindhearted water bender named Katara. However, he had been killed once in his Avatar mode, ending the cycle of rebirth in his world. It was unfortunate that they would lose such a great leader for their world, but they did not truly need one anymore. The Elemental Nations, however, were in desperate need of a savior and a uniter, a chosen child to try to end the hate of the world. Although the world was young and still forming, the spirits knew what was to come. One day, the last Avatar, a monk named Aang, passed away.

Arriving in Kami's court, he was given an option. He could pass into the Spirit World as was his right, or don the form he was to be given in a new world, waiting for the chosen child to come along so that he could be taught in the ways of bending and peace. Needless to say, to man decided to help a new world. He, along with his closest friends, became tailed beasts with immense power, those of their pure bending abilities incarnate. In this way, Bumi, Mai, Sokka, Iro, Toph, Zuko, Suki, Katara, and Aang arrived in this new world.

They started living as guardians of the people. Mai and Zuko, Nibi and Rokubi, Cat and Slug, lived together and protected the North. Sokka and Suki, Sanbi and Nanabi, Turtle and Beatle, protected the South. Bumi and Toph, Ichibi and Gobi, Tanuki and Horse, guarded the East. Katara and Aang, Hachibi and Kyuubi, ox and fox, guarded the West. Iro, the Yonbi, the Gorilla, guarded the interior. They lived life where they had left off, often traveling in human form, with their mates. Toph and Bumi, each of these immigrants having been reverted permanently to their twenties, even fell for each other.

However, this world did not last long. Soon, a new breed arose. They were able to use a power unknown to the benders. It was an energy known as chakra that used a combination of physical and mental strength and balance. Soon the bijuu, as they had come to be known, developed their own use for chakra and mixed it with their bending. When these "ninja" saw the strength of the tailed beasts, they were fearful of their guardians and started to seal them away in objects for protection or in humans to control some of their gargantuan strength.

One day when Aang and Katara, the most powerful bijuu and the last to be free, were separated, Katara was caught and bound. Aang was torn in his decision as he knew that he could not let his mate be hurt, but that he could not hurt those he was bound to protect. Instead, he vanished for a period of over one hundred years. He found a cave in the vast wilderness, one that only the bending of four elements could open, and made it his den where he slept a turbulent nightmare of solitude and loss. But then, one day, he felt a spirit, a brand new spirit, that was his kin. It had the potential to air bend.

He broke from his cavern and into the world of the corporeal once more, seeking the boy he felt was like his child, forgetting how he had become feared and not caring. He could see, through limited visions, that this boy was going to live a life of hurt and pain if he were not taken from the village now. Poor Aang did not realize after the fact, however, that when he engaged the ninja in combat for the boy and was sealed into the same baby boy's body and mind that he was the cause of the misfortune he had seen.

For ten years he slept before waking, for five years he read the boy's memories to the present day, and then he steeled his mind. He waited for the chance to be called upon and help the boy that was his kit, help him master bending and find the truth of who he was, but rarely found an option to talk. In one instance, the boy, believing him to be belligerent, came into the mind space, demanded chakra, and then disappeared to summon a toad. Aang was sad they hadn't properly talked, but was glad that at least he had contact and had helped save the boy. Soon after, a mere few hours ago, he had given the boy more chakra to help put a fate-loving loser in his place. Now he waited calmly for his chance to talk with the boy, his kit.

"Gamabunta! I can't get anything in on him!" cried out the hysteric blonde. He was currently riding the boss toad's back and fighting the mad jinchurikki of the one tailed tanuki, Bumi. It is proper to note, however, that he had been named Shukaku by the village hidden in the sand.

"Hold on boy," the frog bellowed as it avoided another attack. "I don't have much chakra left, so we'll fuse our chakra together. Imagine something huge with claws to hold him in place and then go after the boy on his head!"

"What?" yelled Naruto in surprise.

"You heard me. Well, ready or not, one!" he said, gathering immense reserves of chakra as did Naruto. "Two!" They formed the sign for the henge, jutsu. Strangely, Naruto felt the Kyuubi's chakra run through him. This time, however, it was not the savage chakra from before. It almost contained the laughter of a kind-hearted man. "Three!" They both disappeared in a huge puff of smoke, but what surprised them the most was the form Gamabunta took.

Naruto was somehow floating in the air and next to him was a man in his twenties, strong yet lean, who had these weird arrow tattoos on him that were strangely glowing. With a wave of his hand, he swept the sand of Bumi's tanuki body away and left only the boy, Gaara, behind before he disappeared from sight, as fast as the legendary Hiraishin, and appeared at his side, punching him square in the jaw once.

Naruto blacked out for a moment, appearing by the all too familiar Kyuubi cage in his mind and seeing something new. It was the same man, a monk by all appearances, sitting with a serene smile on his face. "Hello Naruto. I am the man that you call Kyuubi, but we must talk later. When you sleep tonight, we will do so. For now, I trust you to set that young man's mind straight and off of his path of violence. My friend inside of him needs him to rest and recover or he will be permanently off of his rocker." The man sighed and Naruto nodded dumbly. "Very good!" the man said with a smile. "I will see you later tonight."

With that, Naruto awoke as his body lowered to the ground unharmed, Gamabunta having long disappeared. He walked over to the redhead and sighed. He continued to as Aang had asked, though he knew not how he new the Kyuubi's name. At the end, Gaara asked if he could be a friend and Naruto, of course, accepted. Before his siblings carried him off into the forest, Gaara had one last request. "Bumi wants Aang to know he's sorry and thanks for the beating. He had been raging for such a good fight for over a century now." Naruto merely nodded, somehow knowing the names just fit, before he carried his teammates home and Gaara was taken by his siblings.

Naruto had gone to sleep in the hospital, crying, that night. He wasn't crying because they had been attacked. There were very few losses, really, and the buildings could be rebuilt. He wasn't crying for his friends, they were fine. He wasn't crying because of his injuries, for they were already healing. No, he was crying for two men. One had been the greatest source of hope and inspiration in his life, lost in an effort to kill Orochimaru. The Sandaime was dead. The other had been his closest confidant for years, though he was just now learning his true name. Not only had he mistreated Aang, but he felt that he was no better than the villagers for judging the man before he got to know him. He felt like he was a scum worse than trash.

He fell asleep in the hospital bed, bitter tears still running down his face, and appeared in his mind scape the same way. Aang stood behind the bars of his cage as this boy slowly faded into existence in his mind scape. Aang had grown tall with age and grew a stronger jawline. He currently stood shirtless as his feral instincts had overwhelmed such niceties long ago, though he still wore baggy orange pants so that he wouldn't scare Naruto. His abs were compact, pecs tight, and biceps well toned. In general, he was all lean, yet still very strong, muscle. His tattoos still ran over his head and hands, though they were currently dull, not glowing bright blue as both they and his eyes had when Naruto had him fight Bumi.

Currently he gripped the bars, wishing he could leave to help the boy but being confined. A few lonely tears drifted down his face for, although his muscles may have grown rock hard and fighting style brutal with time, his heart was still gentle, carefree, and emotional as it had been since the day he was still living with the monks. A single tear fell from his face and dropped to the ground with a splash sound that was much to loud for what it was.

Naruto seemed to notice where he was at that sound. He tensed for a second, subconsciously reaching out a hand to feel the ground that was hard concrete, covered in slime and damp, before he stood up and turned around while attempting to hide his tears. He may have stopped crying for a second now, but his eyes were red and face wet. He walked to the bars, and gripped them the same way Aang was. A young free spirit of joy and energy, now stained with an aching heart, stared into the eyes of an old being that knew the same joys and same sorrows. Their hearts called to each other like father and son before the particular bars they held rusted and snapped.

Turning to look at the rusted bar in his hand, realizing the last barrier between him and what he had always feared had now been broken and that it filled him with joy, Naruto teared up again. Aang embraced him in a fatherly hug, letting his kit cry it out until he heard Naruto start to sniffle, bringing his tears under control.

Aang brought him out to arm's length so that they could see each other's face, and Naruto managed to get out a "Sorry," before the monk just smiled. Yes, this boy was the spirit he had been brought here for.

"There is nothing to apologize for, Naruto." He warmly wrapped his arm around the boy and led him deeper into the cage. "Come, we have much to discuss." Naruto let himself be led blindly into the ever present darkness that changed around them into a green outdoor courtyard. Aang continued to lead him until they came to a room with a strange device on it. With a wave of his hand, Aang sent a torrent of wind through the device to unlock the door and led his young ward inside.

Naruto started to look around them, uncomprehending of Aang's mastery over wind. There was a stone bench in the middle of the dark room Aang had led them into and he was walked over to it and sat down. Aang closed his eyes for a moment, breathed out a small breath, and clapped his hands. The room sprang to life with light, endless torches being lit with a warm fire, and revealing the contents of the room.

It was an endlessly large room, it seemed, with pedestals that each held untouched granite slabs except for the mass closest to them. It was shaped much like Naruto, though taller, stronger, more at peace. He was smiling with his hands behind his head. The current Naruto noticed this man he saw looked nearly identical to the Yondaime Hokage, but saw that he had whisker marks on his face, a slightly taller build, enlarged canines, and the position was one of Naruto's old standbys. In fact, it was Naruto, the first Avatar of the Elemental Nations. He had gotten up to examine the statue, noticing the three swirled marks at the bottom as well.

Aang approached him from behind, a smile on his face and in his voice. "That is the symbol for air."

Naruto turned around, a slightly confused expression on his face, "But why does he look like me?"

Aang motioned towards the bench again as he had a story to tell the young boy, and it would take some time.

He first talked about how the bijuu came into being, describing his friends and telling Naruto that he was a jinchuuriki. He told the story of his life and death and experience, though very much summed up. And then he came to the present. "As I said, I was sent here to find a chosen child of prophecy, destiny, and all that jazz. Sixteen years ago, I had a dream. I dreamt that you were born into a battlefield and that, due to some misfortune, you were alone and hated. That they avoided you like the plague. I rushed to your defense, not thinking to hide my power. That was my downfall.

"You see, they saw my power and thought I was coming to attack them, not defend you. Your father, the Yondaime Hokage, sealed me inside of your stomach and died in the process." He sighed and nodded his head. "It's as bad as the time I let loose the tigershark at the swimming pool. I just wanted to liven things up but, well, what can I say? Anyway, what's done is done and I hope you'll forgive me," he finished, looking at Naruto for confirmation. "It would mean a lot to me." The blonde just nodded after a second of thought. After all, Aang had meant to help him, not hurt him.

The monk smiled. "Well then, I'm still not sure that I've explained who you are meant to be. I did mention you are the Yondaime's son and you seem to have taken that pretty well." Naruto nodded his head again, though softly. He was glad to know who his father was, and proud his father saved the village, but it was hard to know all the trouble he had in life stemmed from the Yondaime as well. In the end, however, he had to admit that he was glad the Yondaime had done what he did. If Aang truly had meant the worst and hadn't been sealed, no one in the village, Naruto included, would have lived.

"There is more, however." Now this peaked Naruto's interest. Learning his parentage was already amazing, what more could happen? "You are chosen to be an Avatar like I was, the first Avatar of the Elemental Nations. You will use the chakra of ninja and the bending of my world together, though you will start with wind. In fact, as I mentioned earlier, that statue has the symbol for air. The reason why is that air-bending will come extremely naturally to you as will wind jutsu. That statue is what you will become in life, Naruto. In fact, one day you will build at least this room of the temple we are currently in as an homage to all Avatars past and future. This memorial will become eternal as will your line of successors, though many will not share your blood."

Naruto felt shell-shocked. Air bending? Building a temple? Being forever remembered? The first of his own line? This was something he had always dreamed for. Power to achieve his dreams, a goal, a testament, and a family of sorts. A huge smile drifted to his face before it disappeared and became serious. "So, if you're inside of me, can I just use your chakra and bending too?"

Aang sighed, happy the boy was so intuitive yet sad that he would have to disappoint. "Yes and no. When I was sealed, half of my ability, my bending, was sealed inside of the shinigami's stomach. I know him from my visits to the spirit world and, trust me, I am not getting that back anytime soon.. However, I can teach you both the art of being a bender and of using your chakra and jutsu to the fullest. I could even give you my chakra when you need it, I suppose. However, when we're done, you'll have as much chakra as I do now." Naruto was basically on cloud nine. This was awesome.

"In any case," Aang continued, "I will soon teach you to make a version of me that can teach you in the real world, though I will lack most of my power whenever I am out. Until then, we will talk at night and train as well."

"We're going to train in here!" Naruto yelled out in excitement. "What are we going to do first?"

Aang gave him a kind smile. "First, you are going to wake up. It has taken me two days to tell you my story and you should be healed up perfectly by now. I'll think about it today and we'll act on it tonight, though I will warn you some of it will be extremely boring."

For once Naruto didn't mind boring. If boring meant eventually controlling air, water, earth, and fire at once then boring was fine. "Hai Sensei!"

"Now, good morning and goodbye, Naruto. Remember to listen for me. I'll talk to you when I can through the day if I see something that needs addressing." With that, a pillar of light surrounded Naruto and when it faded the blonde was gone, leaving Aang with a smile on his face and peace in his heart. This boy held some promise.

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