As was said in the last chapter, a few things were skipped since they were completely unnecessary, but this chapter should give at least enough hints as to what happened.
Kurama, eh he, made more than a few mistakes, guess freedom does that to you?
Well, we'll see.
Oh! One more thing(this was what I was supposed to write in the last chapter), the biggest amount of mature content that I'm gonna write is violence or language. Nothing sexual or anything like. . . that. Not too into that stuff, or more like I can't really see myself writing anything like that - Man, used too much of the same word - so it's a no-no.
Maybe when I'm better at writing I'll try my luck with pairings and such, just not right now.
Anyways, carry on!
Edit: this chapter has been edited, I hope it's better than the old one.
Kurama POV
Waking up to sunshine and green leaves is definitely something Kurama could get used to, it's better than opening your eyes to a dingy old ceiling and surrounded by the scent of someone who had died, and was technically dead in this timeline as well.
'Come to think of it, if this is younger Naruto's body, what happened to him?'
He didn't want to believe that he'd killed 12 year old Naruto, he also didn't want to believe that his Naruto had actually sacrificed his younger self.
Kurama shook his head; there was no use worrying over such things when he had other stuff to do, like be at class for Naruto. Standing up from his spot on the large branch, he looked left to right before leaping off.
Time skip no Jutsu
Kurama decided he'd stop by a Shinobi store to replace Naruto's jumpsuit with something else. Kurama liked the color orange too, he is orange, but this was just ugly.
He walked about, ignoring the unpleasant looks that were sent at 'Naruto', and spotted one store in particular. If he was right - he better be - a would-be-friend's father owned this store. So, deciding he'd choose this one, he switched directions and walked in, taking in all the weapons and clothes this place had to sell.
The door was on the left side of the space and a bell rang as he opened it.
There were racks of clothes in the front, each of mainly colors such as green, black, brown or grey, with only a few standing out. On the right side to the door were a few more hangings for jackets, then there were shelves and glass cases that held weapons.
'I'll explore this place later.'
He stepped along the line of clothes, looking through and trying to find one Naruto would like best, beside the orange jumpsui-
"You're actually walking around in your pajamas?", a slightly squeaky voice commented on his left.
He snapped around and came face to face with one of Naruto's would-be-friends.
There, standing with her grey-brown eyes curious and arms crossed was none other than TenTen herself. Her dark brown hair was tied up in 2 buns that reminded Kurama of a bear, the Konoha hitai-ite covering her forehead, and fringe-bangs hanging; like she used to, she wore a pink qipao-style blouse, with red linings, yellow fastening buttons, and dark green pants; her weapons pouch and kunai holster placed in the standard order.
"So?", he shot back.
"So, you should be dressed already, it's what, 8:07, and you're still in your sleeping clothes!"
'Damn, it's already that late?'
"And who are you to be telling me off!?", Kurama bristled in a very Naruto-ish way and he brought his fists up.
"I'm TenTen! A kunoichi of Konoha and my father owns this store! So if you-!"
"TenTen, don't fight with our customers.", a gruff voice sounded out of nowhere and they turned to see a large man walk out from behind the counter and into the lane.
He was a little over 5 ft, had tan weathered skin, stone-grey eyes, balding brown hair, and a thick goatee. He wore a grey shirt, black leather apron, dark blue jeans, and leather boots. Hanging from his brown belt was a hammer and a pair of dangerous-looking tongs.
His grey eyes squinted at the both of them, before landing back on Kurama and he gave a low chuckle.
"So I see you haven't changed out of your night-clothes, eh son?"
"No, but I'm looking for some new clothes."
"I see, well, you better get to it, if I'm correct, you're almost late for the Academy.", his eyes flicked over to the clock on the wall and back.
"Oh! I remember you! You're the blonde boy who loves orange! It's surprising to see you not wearing bright colors, sorry.", TenTen gave an apologetic look.
"Eh?", she blinked when 'Naruto' didn't recognize her and was about to say something else when her father patted her on the shoulder and said, "That's enough, you have a mission this morning, don't you?"
"Oh, right. Bye Dad!", she called over her shoulder as she rushed past.
"Anyways, pick what you want and take them to the counter. By the way son, what's your name?", he peered down curiously at Kurama.
"Uzumaki Naruto, sir!"
"No sir, just Hoka, got it?", 'Naruto' nodded in affirmation and then went back to looking through the clothes.
Hoka watched him for a moment before walking away to the counter, organizing papers and shuffling through what looked like orders for new weapons.
Kurama glanced at all the clothes, looking for something orange, and when he found none, he went up to the counter and asked, "Hoka, do you happen to have anything orange?"
Hoka blinked, then laughed and said, "Ha! Guess orange is your favorite. No, we don't have orange, it isn't a commonly used color in the Shinobi career, so stores like mine don't usually sell it. I can get you something custom-made if you really want it though. But it might cost a bit much."
It made sense that Shinobi stores wouldn't sell such colors, still annoying, but logical. But how was he going to pay if it was that expensive?
He blinked and realized something, then reached up into the monster hat - that was still on his head - and pulled out Gama-chan, who was looking chubbier than ever.
"How much?", Kurama asked with a sly grin on his face.
"Hmm, about 1424 ryo." (ok ok ok, do not shoot me in the ass if this is wrong. please. its a guess.)
His grin grew, and he pulled out the exact amount.
"Very well then, just send me the directions and I'll have it ready for you in 3 days. But, what are you gonna wear during the meantime?", Kurama blinked, remembering he still needed to at least wear something different, and glanced at the clothes around him, before his eyes landed on a certain pair.
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"Come again!", Hoka's voice called as the bell rang and the door closed, and Kurama breathed the outside air.
He had bought a dark brown jacket with a fishnet(mesh armour) shirt and dark grey pants. The jacket had red linings and a swirl on the back. It wasn't unique or Naruto, but it would work in the meantime.
Time skip no Jutsu
So, how he ended up in such a situation isn't something Kurama could accurately explain.
Because at this moment, he was standing on top of a pile of brats, who were covered in feathers, with raw chicken in his bloody hands, the fangirls were screaming at the top of their lungs in horrifyingly perfect sync, the boys were clutching each other desperately, Choji had abandoned his chip bag in favor of using Shikamaru as a meat shield, Akamaru and Kiba were howling, Sasuke had jumped out the window with Shino behind, and Iruka had yet to show.
Kakashi POV
Iruka suddenly stopped what he was saying and his head shot up, staring suspiciously in the direction of what Kakashi believed was the Academy.
"Hm? Iruka, is something wrong?", he asked, mildly concerned.
"No, I don't think so, but my Naruto sense is tingling. But it's all wrong!", Iruka burst out suddenly.
"Naruto sense?"
"Oh, nevermind, I better get back to the class. And speaking of which, shouldn't you be getting ready to meet your Genin team?"
"Ma ma, you need to get to class right? So you should go on and hurry up.", Kakashi eye-smiled.
*sigh* "Try not to be too late this time Kakashi-san, the Genin this year are impatient kids."
"Hmm, we'll see.", he answered vaguely, and pulled out his favorite orange book.
"Also, remember not to read that in front of the kids!", Iruka called as he ran off.
"Ehh, can't guarantee this one. . .", Kakashi trailed off, talking to air at this point.
Time skip no Jutsu
"Well, my name's Hatake Kakashi. I have many likes and few dislikes. My hobbies? Hm, don't feel like telling you. What I hate? You're not old enough I'm afraid. Dreams for the future? Haven't thought about it. Ok, you next, the blonde kid in the middle."
Kakashi half expected Naruto and Sakura to whisper about him, but instead, Naruto only started calmly.
"My name's Uzumaki Naruto. I like ramen, training, watering plants, pranks, and fighting. My dislikes are Sasuke-teme and liars. My hobby is playing pranks and eating ramen. What I hate, hm, well, I don't know. My dream for the future is to become the best Shinobi in Konoha and earn my acknowledgement as someone worth it.", the blonde stated, fierce eyes burning with blue fire.
Sakura and Sasuke glanced at him in surprise for the truthful introduction and Kakashi couldn't help but look at him more closely. Something was different, he was sure of it now; first the Sealing Scroll and now this? He'd have to watch Naruto more closely, of course, that's assuming he even meets his expectations.
"Right, your turn Pinky.", Kakashi lazily pointed to Sakura.
She visibly huffed and her unnaturally shiny pink hair hopped with the motion. "Well, for one, my name is Haruno Sakura! And my likes are", she turned her green eyes to Sasuke and the blush on her cheeks darkened before she giggled, "my dislikes are INO-PIG AND NARUTO-BAKA!!!", Kakashi expected a reaction to that; none, "What I hate are idiots who ruin future relationships and dirt, my hobbies are~", once again, she glanced at the raven before dissolving into more giggles, this time they were louder, "My dreams for the future~?", she didn't even bother with looking at him, she just clutched her red face and squealed like a pig.
The other three present sweatdropped; Kakashi and - surprisingly - Naruto both gave Sasuke sympathetic looks, which he ignored and stared off ahead, not even showing a reaction to Sakura's obvious daydreaming about raping him.
"Ok, Emo, now you.", Sasuke didn't even so much as twitch.
"My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I have few likes and many dislikes, my only hobby is training, and what I hate is a certain man. I don't have a dream, because I will make my ambition a reality, which is to kill this man and restore my clan.", his eyes darkened as he went on, and at the end, he was full on glaring.
Kakashi narrowed his one visible eye, 'This is how they let the last loyal Uchiha grow up?'
"Well, now that that's all done, let's carry on. The test.", Kakashi offhandedly said; the three Genin sat up a bit straighter.
"Test? What test, Sensei? We already did the test."
Heads up, I'm not gonna be able to edit the chapters or update this story much any more.
It's right now December 2, later this week I'm gonna post the next chapter, and I had written a warning too but I'm too lazy to delete it so, yeah
Ja ne. . .