Peace. .
A word, and meaning that few have dared to think could be a reality.
Or even worth it, in the world they live in.
Since the time of the Sage of Sixth Paths, when a great danger was stopped, and Chakra; the life energy of humanity, came to be. When the two brothers fought, one believing love was the key to peace, while the other, believed power was the key to peace.
Since that day, century after century, generation after generation, war, anger, hatred and revenge plague the Shinobi world.
An endless cycle.
But one day, on the night of a certain Kyubi incident, a newborn child; whose actions, heart, and journey will shape this world into a new one, one filled with hope.
.
His name is Naruto Uzumaki.
The monster who caged the Nine-Tails, the loser at the academy, the dreamer who thought he could become Hokage.
That is. .
. at first.
The knucklehead who never gave up, the Shinobi who never went back on his word, the hero who saved his home and his friends.
The legend that saved the Shinobi world during a time of war. United the nations, and paved the way towards peace; the peace that his late master dreamed for.
That was the first chapter of his life, and with that, a new chapter will open. Where Naruto and his friends, will face new challenges and overcome new horizons
In a world so much like they own, and yet so different as well.
.
This just felt right; it always felt right, sitting up here, where he could see the whole village; his home. To feel the calm, warm breeze of his homeland brush against his spike blond hair.
His blue sapphire eyes that shined in the moonlight, and his slightly tanned skin that reflected his nation's natural weather. His most noticeable feature being his whisker marks on each cheek.
Naruto always liked being up here, it gave him peace of mind, being able to just relax and enjoy himself; or when he needed to think on his life. Be it past, present, or future.
His village has changed so much over the years, after Pain's attack, and the village's reconstruction; new "modern" buildings were being built. Reaching sizes like the hidden mist village have.
But his village still kept its artistic design; you couldn't get rid of the classics now.
Konoha, or the village hidden in the leaves, was the very first Shinobi village that was ever built, by none other than the first Hokage, Hashirama Senju, and the legendary Uchiha, Madara, after the Warring States Period.
Since that day, the Great Elemental Nations became the leading powers in the Shinobi world, each one having one of the five strongest hidden villages.
The Land of Fire had Konoha.
His home has been through so much, the many Great Ninja Wars, and more. While this village is small compared to the many massive cities that litter the Land of Fire, and the other Elemental Nations.
This village has strong symbolic value to so many people and is home to the most powerful Shinobi from the Land of Fire.
Lately, Naruto finds himself coming up here more and more often as of recently, and people are beginning to notice, and worry.
After what Kakashi sensei told him a few weeks ago, he's been feeling a little lost.
He doesn't know what to do about. .
.
"Naruto-Kun, I figured I'd find you up here. "
Naruto turned his head to see one of the most important people in his life.
"Well, you do have the Byakugan. .
. so, it's kinda easy for you to find me ya'know.
"
She could only giggle at his response.
"That's true. " However, her giggling ended quickly, only to voice her concern to her more than blond friend "Why do you look so down?"
He slowly turned his head back at the view of his home. "I don't.
" Naruto felt a bit concerned at being caught out, he only felt a little downcast. He turned back round to her with a smile "I'm fine Hinata, you don't have to worry; I guess I just wanted some time to think.
ya'know. What with all the spare time we seem to have nowadays.
" He said while gazing at his girlfriend, trying to give her some peace of mind.
Hinata always kept him in her thoughts, even way back at their academy days. Took him a while to catch on, and by a while, he meant several years; and by years, he meant a world-ending threat.
Still, it's not like her action's helped him understand her feelings. Always getting red in the face if he so much as breathed in her general direction, or fainted if he touched her.
Like, how could anyone know she loved him since they were kids, it's not his fault, right?
Right?
He shook his head, he knew he was right, but decided to brush it off as he got a better look at Hinata.
She was a beautiful young lady at the age of 19, same as him. But rather than the slightly tanned skin that he had, she had pale skin that gave off the aura of innocence, but that was part of its charm.
She always made him feel so relaxed that he could let his guard down completely when around her. Her dark blue silky hair reached down to her lower back, he followed her hair strings, and could clearly see her slender frame, which showed anyone the type of agility she had.
Not to mention her attractive figure.
He quickly brought his eyes back to hers, to see what Naruto felt was her true beauty. Her Byakugan, the Ocular Jutsu of the Hyuga clan, that made them so powerful; especially in close combat, he found that out the hard way when he fought Neji.
While those eyes may be deadly; to him, those eyes showed her true personality, one of kindness and compassion.
Hinata came and sat right next to him, resting her head against his shoulder. "I know, ever since that business with the moon and Toneri, it's been quiet and peaceful.