Chapter Text
Hidden Destinies (need a better title!!!)
By Jules
Prologue
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As far as the jōnin knew, it was an ordinary day in his life, as a shinobi of Konoha. 12-year-old Uchiha Itachi, and his highly trained team, had just returned from a B-level mission, and were in the process of reporting their findings to the great, but elderly hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, known better by the populace as Sandaimi Hokage. He could have never expected that his entire life as he knew it was about to change….
Itachi was interrupted in his cool reporting of the events, by loud yelling coming from outside the office. The shinobis within tensed up and unconsciously prepared themselves for a fight, looking toward the door. Moments later, the doors burst in and a small body dressed in orange, with blond hair came bursting through the doors.
"Oji-san! I didn't do nothin'! Save me!" cried the bright blur as it dove beneath the hokage's desk, two ANBU at his heals.
"STOP RESISTING YOU LITTLE BEAST!" the Tanuki masked ANBU bellowed, as he approached the office, his mind hazy with frustration and anger.
His partner, the Mujina cringed, knowing the hokage was highly protective of the boy and not a good place to call him names…
A soft "Ahah, stop." from the hokage froze any actions from all sides before violence could occur. With a soft sigh, he bent down and poked his head beneath his great desk. "Young one, come here."
The elderly man reached out for the small boy, making sure to keep a kind visage, so as not to frighten the rightfully wary child. After a short moment, the child scooted forward and held out his arms, allowing himself to be picked up. The hokage set the young boy onto his lap, looking down upon the pouting chubby faced child.
"Naruto, what have you done?" the man questioned, knowing many times, the child had done something to get people worked up, and if the ANBU were involved, it definitely wasn't nothing.
The boy grinned up at his protector, "Haha! Nothing much, honest!"
Itachi felt his inner-self freeze in shock, that face! Those blond locks! It couldn't be though, he was dead! He remembered being informed of his demise five years ago, but there sat the proof in front of him. How could he not have known of his existence though? That he'd survived that awful night, when so much of the village burned around them. Was it possible Uchiha Itachi's intended lived on, the Kyuubi child?