A story that popped into my head and won't leave, much like my other story Not Like Him, and I wan't posted so I won't forget about it. It is an AU world, and has some significant changes to the universe we know.

The outfit is a canon outfit Naruto wore, back in the Academy and was showed in Naruto Shippuden episodes 177-179. I like this outfit the most of all of his.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

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Teuchi Ichiraku was not a man that could be easily surprised.

It seems like an odd thought, but in reality made perfect sense. He lived in a shinobi village, so of course he would see some weird things. He also operated his stand late into the night, making it a popular midnight destination for shinobi returning from missions, or drunks. The stories he overheard, along with the states of how he found some of his customers, had helped him build a strong immune system to being shocked.

However, when he heard a familiar voice call out his name, and not the standard greeting he usually associated with that voice, he nearly raised an eyebrow. But what made him drop his jaw was when he turned to the location of the voice and saw himself.

He took a double take, making sure that it was not his mind playing tricks on him. He was seeing himself, standing there on the other side of the counter. He quickly looked around, making sure someone hadn't just put a mirror in front of him to mess with him. He double checked by making movements, seeing if the unexpected doppelganger would do the same. It did, but Teuchi was smart enough to see the long delay between his actions and its actions.

He glared at it, trying to figure out how the heck there was a copy of him. The copy stared back, and suddenly opened up his mouth. "Get back to cooking the ramen, me." His double ordered, but it wasn't his voice. It was the voice of a certain blonde he knew. Then Teuchi remembered the very important fact that he was in a ninja village, and all was explained.

"Alright, you got me, Naruto. Very funny." He called out the person underneath the Henge technique.

He saw himself grin widely. "Yeah, jiji, I just wanted to show you that I finally got down the Henge jutsu. What do you think?"

Teuchi got a good look of the copy of himself, and double checked himself for comparison. There were a few issues, true. The henge was both shorter and skinnier then he actually was, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. His hair was darker than it was in actuality, and the apron he wore lacked the broth stains adorned on his. A side by side test would make it fairly easy to see through it, but just walking around the boy could pass as him. A slight shiver went down his spine. He knew Naruto was a prankster, and now that he could use the Henge technique, it would let him do many more pranks.

"It's alright, though you messed up a few things. I also think for that technique you need to change your voice to mimic that person's." He honestly commented.

His doppelganger frowned, and suddenly went up in a puff of smoke. When the smoke clear, there was not a ramen chef standing there, but instead a 9 year old boy. The boy had bright blue eyes, spiky blonde hair, and full cheeks with a few whisker marks naturally laid there. He was wearing a sleeveless orange hoodie, with the hood down, and a blue shirt underneath, though you could only see the sleeves and down on his wrist he wore a pair of black wristbands. He wore green cargo pants that came down to his shins, and finished the ensemble with blue sandals. It was the signature outfit of Konoha's resident jinchuriki, Naruto Uzumaki.

"Yeah, well, I still don't know how to do that. We don't learn until next year. Iruka-sensei says we have to get down looking like the person first before we try to talk like 'em. What did I mess up, though?" He asked, taking a seat at the bar stool in front of him.

"Well, first off, you were too small." Naruto shot a small glare, not liking to be called out for his short stature. "You were two or three inches shorter than me, and skinnier than I was." Naruto replaced the glare with a grin, but decided to keep the comment to himself. He didn't want the ramen chef mad at him and maybe not serve him any ramen. "My hair was the wrong color, and my apron was too clean. But you managed to get everything else right, so I have to say good job."

"Good enough to get a free bowl?" Naruto inquired, causing Teuchi to raise an eyebrow.

"Oh, so that was why you wanted to show me the technique, to try and get some free food." Naruto's slight blush at being caught told him the truth. Teuchi gave a small smile. "Well, you did learn how to do an important jutsu, so I think you've earned one free bowl." He emphasized the word one.

Naruto fist pumped the air, yelling out, "Yatta!" He turned to the man and told him, "Make it miso pork, please." He smiled at the man nodded and turned back to the kitchen. It left Naruto to think about what he said about his technique. The big thing was that he was staying too small. He wondered how to best fix that, not remembering they had learned the answer in class. However, he came to the correct conclusion of more chakra being needed to expand the henge to the necessary size. He would have to make sure to do that when he showed the technique to Hokage-jiji after the free bowl of ramen.

A short wait later, Teuchi placed in front of Naruto a steaming bowl of miso pork ramen. Naruto grinned, and muttered thanks to the ramen chef. Grabbing a pair of chopsticks from the available cup, he broke them apart and called out "Itadakimasu!" He dove into the ramen, enjoying the self-professed food of the gods with great pleasure. After finishing the bowl, he said his thanks to Teuchi and left the ramen shack promptly. Normally he would eat more, but he was nearly broke. He didn't have the money to buy his usual his four to six bowls, so he limited himself to one bowl of the heaven known as Ichiraku ramen.

He debated whether or not he should practice more before showing the Hokage that he could do henge, after learning of the size mistake from Teuchi. However, he proved impatient on doing such a thing and made his way to the Hokage tower. He entered the building and made his way to the tenth floor. On that floor was the secretary for the Hokage's on the next floor up. A little winded from going up ten flights of stairs, Naruto took a quick breather before walking up to the secretary, hands in his pockets, acting casual.

"Hello, Suzuki-san. Is jiji free?" Suzuki was an older woman, in her early forties, who still had her brunette hair, slightly dyed to be rid of any gray hairs. She had brown eyes and a few laugh wrinkles around her eyes. She was still fairly fit, even though she retired from being a shinobi nearly twenty years before to start a family with her loving husband. Suzuki had always been fairly nice to Naruto, never showing the dislike and mistrust most of the other villagers had for him.

Suzuki took a look at the staircase leading to the Hokage and looked back at Naruto. "He has been asked to be left alone while he catches up on paperwork, but that was over an hour ago. He probably needs a break, Naruto, so sure, Hokage-sama is free."

Naruto nodded in thanks and bound up the steps to the elderly man's office. He knocked on the door three times, waiting for a response. When he didn't hear anything, he knocked even louder. Naruto was getting frustrated at the lack of a response, so he called out to the man. "Oi, jiji, it's me Naruto!" He began to tap his foot, waiting for a response. Getting none yet again, he decided to push open the door to see if the Hokage was actually in there. For all Naruto knew, he had went to the bathroom or something.

The door was unlocked, so he got in with no problems. He didn't see the Hokage at his desk, which meant to Naruto he wasn't in there. With that in mind, Naruto decided to play a prank on the old man, similar to the one he played on Teuchi. He was going to Henge into the old man, and sit at his desk when he got back. It was going to be funny. Walking around the desk, he jumped slightly when he saw a large mass on the floor. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Jiji. Naruto laughed, figuring he was trying to take a nap. He kneeled down to the old man and pushed him on the shoulder. "Oi, Hokage-jiji get up." When he didn't answer, Naruto pushed his shoulder even harder. "Come on, you can't be sleeping on the job. Get up." When that didn't work Naruto frowned, he pushed really hard on his shoulder. "This isn't a funny prank, old man. Get up." Trying to think of why the old man might not be doing something, he had the idea he might be sick. He decided to see if he felt warm, and was surprised to feel the body be cold. It was so unnatural.

"Jiji!" He yelled at the body beneath him, trying to make him wake up, or react or doing anything. Naruto didn't want to admit it, but he was getting scared. "Jiji? Jijij? Jiji!" He yelled loud, franticly pushing the old man, trying to force him up.

Suzuki heard the commotion and, worriedly, sprang up the stairs to her bosses office. The second she walked in, she rushed over to a frantic looking Naruto. Then she saw the Hokage, lying prone on the floor. Naruto spoke up. "He's not answering to me, and he feels cold."

Suzuki's eyes went wide, and two fingers flew to his neck, trying to check for a heartbeat. She waited a few seconds, and heard nothing. She grimaced. "He doesn't have a heartbeat." She murmured to herself, but Naruto heard her.

Even Naruto knew what that meant. "No, no, no! Jiji wake up, please wake up." His eyes were beginning to get wet, and he was scared. Scared that one of his precious people wouldn't wake up. That his jiji wasn't going to ever take him for ramen ever again. That his idol was gone.

Suzuki ran out of the room, flew down the stairs, and yelled out to every particular ANBU member in hearing distance. "Code Alpha Black! Code Alpha Black! Not a drill! Code Alpha Black!" With seconds, half a dozen members of ANBU flew past the women and into the Hokage's office. Two removed Naruto from the situation, when he was trying to cling tightly to their Hokage, and the other four rushed him to the hospital, wishing for the best but knowing the truth.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was dead.