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Bubbles slowly floated upwards, their transparent skins shining. The water slowly caressed a small white hand, rocking it back and forth as a mother would her child. The current picked up, catching the small body of a young child in it's arms. The small boy's body moved slowly, sinking. His blonde hair one akin to that of sunshine, was a dirty blonde. Its lustre and brightness lost to the ravages of time and its many hardships. His eyes once a bright cerulean blue was now dull, and seemingly lifeless. But there was a spark of life that refused to be distinguished. His clothes loose fitting, floated around him in a halo of colours blending in harmoniously with his hair. The water swirled around him, the light above him slowly fading. Slowly dying, much like its little passenger. The young boy, a child. Could only be about five or six years old, far to young to be sinking. Sinking into not only the oceans watery depths, but also despair. The bubbles that had previously escaped from the boys mouth slowly receded. One more large bubble floated upward, that would be the last no more followed. The young boy, Naruto was his name. Watched it slowly float upward, until it dissipated in the the small ball of light overhead. His thoughts travelled backwards, slowly thinking of the circumstances that had brought him here. Sinking to the bottom, somewhere in the darkest ocean. A small fish swam past, it's scales dull but with a entrancing quality about them. His eyes moved towards it slowly considering what he was doing. His mind travelled back to his Jijji, he had allays told him to never give up. The Hokage had repeated it so much that Naruto had adopted it as his Nindo, his words of life. He would never give up. He smiled as images flashed before his eyes, of times long gone. Times when he truly believed he was valued, when he was loved.
A small blob of yellow sprung up from behind the wooden desk, its spikes springing forward brushing up against the wood. The scraping of pen on paper that had previously filled the room had stopped, making the large office seem bigger than it actually was. To any normal child it would be scary, to be in such a large space. Alone. But this did not bother our little hero as he slowly crept round the back of the desk. With a wooden Kunai clutched tightly in his hands, the boy silently tiptoed to the back of the desk. A large black padded seat was perched at the back, its occupant hidden by its sheer size. The blond boy slowly stood from his crouch, stalking towards the chair. With bated breath the boy prepared himself for the fight of his life. With a gulp of air, and a prayer to Kami for good luck. The child put one hand on the back of the chair. His tiny hand only reaching to just above the legs of the chair. With a sudden, and extremely loud battle cry he swung the chair round and launched himself at the occupant. There was a thump, a few shouts of anger but it quickly went silent. The boy pouted angrily as he was held expertly in a pair of deft, wrinkled hands. "Jijji, why did you catch me. I was gonna show you my awesome shinobi power" The boy whined, his arms crossed with a face full of disappointment. The only response he got was a hearty chuckle. The man that held him slowly lowered him to the ground, letting the blond find his bearings. The man was of quite a considerable age, with dark tanned skin and old eyes that held years of wisdom. His head adorned a triangular white and red hat with the kanji for fire painted in its front. White fabric hung at the sides of the hat, creating a curtain around the head only exposing the face. This was accompanied by long red and white robes that shadowed his frame from prying eyes. THis was a stark contrast however to the cheap simplicity of the childs clothing. A bright hidious orange shirt with beige shorts nd sandals. "Come on Jijji dont laugh at me! I'm gonna be Hokage one day and then you will respect me!" The boys shouts howe
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