Four years later
Naruto is twelve
Naruto's pov

Four years had passed since I joined the ANBU. Now at twelve, I as had said would happen, I absolutely dominated all those bitches and rose to the top, working directly under my dad now. My life revolved around missions, bloodshed, and honing my skills under Kurama's watchful eye. But today, I was called to the Hokage's office for yet another mission, despite having just returned from one literally two hours ago.

I had gotten more comfortable with him, calling him "Dad" regularly, even though it still didn't feel right. My siblings, however, were a different story.

Kushina, all of a sudden, wanted to be home all the time and forbade them from speaking to me. The distance between us had grown noticeably wider.

I entered his office through the cracked window, making him sigh. "There's a door, y'know."

"Takes too long," I replied with a smile hidden behind my mask as I sat down.

"Kitsune, as you know, you joined the ANBU by participating in a series of tests with no prior shinobi experience," he began. He could sense my smile. "That's bad," he added.

My smile dropped. That is not bad. That just shows how much better than everyone I am.

"Being an ANBU has stunted your social skills and as your... Hokage, I need to look out for you."

What is going on...? Why do I get this dreadful feeling like something horrible is about to happen?

"That being said, I'm sending you to the academy and from there you'll enroll into a team with other shinobi and continue as a genin." What!? No! This fucks with my plan!

Truthfully, the plan has been mostly put aside as I've gained joy and satisfaction in the killing of other people and of the men who assaulted me. Obviously I made it look like an accident but still. This is total bullshit!

"There will be no if buts or ands about it. This decision is final, you'll start Monday and that's all there is to say about it."

"What-! I-! Ugh!!"

"Yup, this is why you're going, you need to learn how to communicate. I have teams picked in advance but your siblings won't be graduating until another two years so you'll be on that team until they do and then they'll be put into a separate team which will be joined into your team until they gain enough experience to be able to survive without you."

Huh?! Too many words, I'm confused.

"You'll still have your job as an ANBU and will be frequently tasked with new jobs, seeing as how you're my best shinobi, but just think of this as your night job."

I pulled at my hair, trying to calm myself. This is so fucked! How cruel is he!? I'm perfectly fine! I communicate with people regularly! Ughhh!! "Maybe you'll make some nice friends," he joked.

I glared at him, "Is that it?" He nodded as I got up and headed towards the window, "Make sure to be home by dinner!"

Straight to the forest to scream my lungs out and train until I no longer wanted to blow this village up. I was covered in sweat, staring up at the sky. I put my hand up to shield the sun, closing my fist.

"This seems nostalgic." I'm aware. Reminds me of when you first dragged me out here to train.

A twig cracked and I looked in that direction, clutching a kunai. I had my mask covering my face, but not on and was still in full uniform, minus the cloak because it was too hot. As I looked over, I noticed a boy about my age with another boy around the same age.

"Look, I told you there's an ANBU that comes out here all the time!!", the shorter boy yelled. I got up, putting on my mask, and grabbed my katana, beginning to walk over to them while unsheathing it. They screamed and ran away. I sat against a tree next to me and laughed.

"Are you really an ANBU?" A third? From where? I grabbed a kunai and grabbed them by the shirt, flipping them onto the ground and pressing the kunai to their neck. It was another boy. He looked so familiar, I'm not sure why.

The kunai drew blood. "I was just asking a question," he put his hands up next to him. He was dressed in basic clothing and I couldn't feel any weapons on him so I let him go. I can't believe I let my guard down like that.

I sat back against the tree and he sat in front of me, staring. I stared back. I swear I've seen him before. He looked at the blood covering my hands, "You good?" I nodded. "Is your katana real?" I nodded again. "That's cool. I use one too, when needed. My brother taught me." I don't really care... But I can't tell him that. I'll just shut up until he leaves.

"You might know him, he's also an ANBU. He's really cool, but he's been annoying as hell lately so I keep running away from him." I nodded along. Is his family supposed to know about that? You know what? Not my problem.

I was supposed to be enjoying my weekend of freedom. This is not enjoyable. Why would I want to be talking to some kid who isn't even anyone to me? I just don't want to go home, it's Friday which means Kushina is there, so I guess I'll put up with him until I have something else to do

We stayed there for a while longer, he just went on about school and girls and everything and I just sat there and listened, what was I supposed to say? I had no experience in things like that. That's not my problem.

About an hour had past and my ear started twitching. I stood up and grabbed my things.

There's only one person I know whose chakra feels like that. It's not that I'm scared of him, he's just too much work to deal with.

"Sasuke!" Someone yelled. The boy turned around and I took that as my chance to disappear.

I didn't go away though, I just watched. My source of entertainment... how sad.

I watched the older boy run up to him and start yelling at him. Yup, as I thought. Mother fucking Weasel. Nobody but him. Had I known this was his brother, I would've been told him to kick rocks. I was wondering why he seemed so familiar. I've only seen Weasel's face once, so I couldn't pin it, but today just keeps getting worse.

"Why are they saying you were out here with an ANBU?!" Damn Weasel, chill the fuck out. "Ita, chill, I wasn't doing anything, I got bored so I came out here to train," he pushed Weasel's hand off of him and started walking away.

"Bullshit, Sasuke, don't fucking lie to me! What did his mask look like? What was he wearing?!" Such a buzzkill. "Ita, fucking chill, I already told you I was by myself! You're so fucking irritating!"

"Don't fucking swear at me, Sasuke! I don't know where the fuck you learned this shit! Was it that ANBU?! Fucking hell, Sasuke! You're with him for an hour and you come back swearing like this!?"

Does he not hear himself? This is so ironic. I feel kinda bad for the lil guy, not enough to show myself though. I do too many missions with Weasel and this is just gonna make them more difficult.

"Get off my ass about it, you're so irritating! I don't even see why you're here in the first place!" He stormed off. Weasel looked around before running after him, yelling at him some more.

"That's so funny," I laughed to myself. I pulled out my katana and held it up in front of me, the light reflecting into my eyes. There was a spot of blood on it that I wiped off.

I'm turning thirteen soon... it's crazy to think that just a few years ago I was a nobody, struggling to stay alive.

I thought back to my conversation with my dad and laughed. The academy... I chuckled at the thought, turning so that I fell out of the tree. I landed on my feet and sheathed my sword. That'll be interesting.

I decided to wander around the village for a while before making my way back to the house, making sure it was late enough for Minato to already be there.

As expected, he was. He greeted me, as per usual, and I went upstairs to take a shower. Although I'm more comfortable here, I'm really not used to this whole family dynamic, I'm not sure why. Regardless, I owe everything to Minato, so I'll play along with him.

I opened the door to the attic, making sure to lock it behind me as I walked up the stairs to my room door. I wanted to go inside and collapse on the bed, but I didn't. I locked that door behind me too and grabbed some clothes from my closet. For some reason, my thoughts couldn't drift from the boy from earlier. I'm not sure what it is... he just seems so familiar.

Kurama was gone at the moment so I couldn't ask him about it either. Well, I could almost die and force him to come back, but that's no fun. I'll just tell him whenever he actually comes back.

The entire night, I kept thinking about him. I cannot put my finger on it, why I couldn't get him out of my head, but I wanted him gone. I'll never see him again, there's no point being stuck on it. It's just because he wasn't afraid of me like the other kids and caught me off guard. Yes, that is it.

An entire fucking weekend wasted because I couldn't focus on enjoying myself. And now this!? You've gotta be fucking kidding me. As I stepped into the classroom I instantly locked eyes on the boy who's been keeping me up all weekend. My dark circles were as worse as ever, this isn't a good look for me. Kurama even made fun of me for it!

Sasuke Uchiha, that's his name. I found that out when the teacher pointed him out for me to sit next to! They were about three quarters through the school year, my dad told me, meaning for the next couple of months, I had to sit next to him. I'm never escaping this. No. After we graduate we'll be on separate teams and go our separate ways.

Sasuke glanced at me as I walked up to take my seat. I wanted to ask him what the fuck he was staring at, but I didn't because he looked away as soon as I sat down. He's so nonchalant, I think that's why I can't forget about him. Yeah, that's it.

He rested his chin on his hand and his eyes followed Iruka around the classroom as he talked. So studious. Me on the other hand, I just looked around at the people. There was no point to me being here, I already knew everything this school could possibly teach. But alas, here I was.

I grabbed a pencil and started twirling it in between my fingers, reminding myself of a mission I had recently where I played darts with some guys body. I smiled a little. That was so much fun.

I dropped the pencil– No, that's not right. It flipped out of my hand and hit someone in the head. I put my head down, pretending to be asleep. I felt someone's eyes on me and I kept my head down until they went away. I turned my head in Sasuke's direction and popped open an eye to look at him. He was smiling. I'm not sure if it was because of me, or because of something else, but he was.

Sooner or later, I stopped pretending and actually did go to sleep. I was tired, Sasuke's been keeping me up for a while now. But it has all come to an end now that I've figured out why I kept thinking of him. "Maybe you like him. Love at first sight." Ew gross, Kurama, shut up. He started laughing at me. He always laughs when nothing is funny, I don't know why.

Someone tapped me, "School's over, Naruto; dad's home today, so you know he wants us to all be there at the same time." Fucking Menma. No one is as unforgiving and unemotional as him so Sasuke can kiss my ass.

Menma wasn't emotionless, he just didn't care about a lot of things. School, he didn't care about; training, he didn't care about; going outside or being active, he couldn't care less. It's not that he was bad at any of these things, he just didn't care for it. You ask him to and he will with nothing but a few complaints, but give him a choice and he'll sit in his room all day staring at the ceiling.

I didn't bring anything with me to school so I just stood up and followed the twins out of the classroom.

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I don't really like this version , I feel like it's strayed too far from the original , especially in the upcoming chapters, but lmk what you guys think pls !!