Note: I will start using Disney references in my story, not actually disney characters, but references to them, you'll see what I mean. I will mark every reference with a ^ ^sign.
Just for kicks try and tell me where each reference is from.
I hope you all start reviewing because I really need the feedback.
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It was essentially the main street of konoha, as it cut the city in half at it's center. In the day time it was a market place, in the evening, it party central.
Hinata could hear the joyous bustle from the surrounding bars and restaraunts, but they only served to sadden her further.
He was dead. Naruto... was dead.
She didn't feel any denial, nor any anger, or even regret, just a cold empty acceptance.
The only feelings she thought she was capable of experiencing now were muscle soreness and joint pain, compliments of her new Jonin instructor.
The scent of sake broiled stir fry wafted towards her from a nearby pub and grill.
For a moment she considered going inside and having her first drinking experience. She felt shitty enough to do it, and it was perfectly legal even if she was twelve.
A benefit of being a member of Konoha's military, if you are willing to risk your life for your nation as a shinobi, you are free to do adult things as you see fit, that includes consuming alchohol.
So legally, she was an adult, in "all" regards.
she stood there for two whole minutes, flirting with the idea of going inside and just getting hammered, it seems to help other people cope. But she wasn't other people.
She was aware of what getting drunk could potentially lead to, among them waking up in bed with a stranger, and though she accepted that other people were comfortable with that, she was not.
And so she kept walking, wondering to herself as to weather or not any of her teammates, male and female alike, would have done that. She could think of a few who probably had.
She went on walking down this street for a few more minutes before turning down a nameless street of government owned properties.
Naruto's apartment was on this street.
Hinata for the last year, had always walked down this street on her way home. It was a bit out of the way, and made her walk home a half hour longer than it needed to be.
But every time she walked down this street in the past, it was with the hope that she would, just maybe, discover the courage needed to walk up those staircases, knock on Naruto's door and... well, you can guess the rest.
She never did. She never even came close.
Even though her reason for taking this route were gone, it had become habitual, so, for one last time, she turned left at the small coffee shop she would sometimes have her afternoon snack atm and made her way past the small junk yard she would sometimes see Naruto exploring.
She didn't care that he was dead, this place belonged to him, she would forever see his ghost on these streets.
When she finally arrived at the shaggy apartment complex she didn't stop to collect herself, to try and gain the courage to go up, like she had in the past. Maybe that's what had stopped her, that moment of procrastination might have been what let her shyness win over her so many times before.
This time she didn't let it win.
She immediate started up the stairs, counting them as she went, and before she knew it, she was standing in front of Naruto's door, staring up at the plaque with the number number 626^^ written on it.
She took a deep breath, reached out, and knocked on the door.
She didn't know why, but a part of her still hoped against hope that she would hear a loud and energetc voice respond. The response never came.
Apparently those ROOT bastards couldn't be bothered to close the door behind them, because it creaked open at her touch.
The sight of Naruto's ransacked apartment struck a chord in her heart.
Every cabinet in the kitchen was opened, as well as every drawer. They even ripped open the cushions to his couch, and ripped open the drywall.
But the worst crime of all, put all those other atrocities to shame. They had torn apart and searched through all of his ramen packets. (Now that's just evil)
What could they have possibly been looking for?
She felt oddly comfortable in this run down apartment, despite the condition it was in, and despite the fact that it did not belong to her.
She took a step towards the bedroom, and heard a crunching sound from where she had stopped.
She looked down at her feet to see a small plant, uprooted from its' pot and thrown aside, the soil it had been planted it was strewn accross the floor as well.
Hinata retrieved the pot from its place next the window, and after placing the small plant inside of it she repacked the dirt.
The plant had an oily surface and a musky scent. After reading the label, made of tape and marker, she discovered that the plant had been dubbed "Grandaughter Willow (^^)". So it was a willow plant.
Leave it to Naruto to name a plant. Although, it was admittedly cute.
Hinata placed the, now potted, infant willow tree at the center of the room.
There were two other doors in the house, one had the word 'Bathroom' written on it, and the other Hinata assumed was to Naruto's bedroom.
Hinata decided to enter the restroom first, as she intended to get a little bit of water for Granddaughter Willow.
She barely managed to open the door with all the drywall that was on the ground, apparently they had felt the need to rip open the bathroom wall, because the pipe skeleton of the apartment was bare for her to see.
She noticed some incoherent writing at the top of the gaping hole, and some vibrant colors flirting around the edges of the crevice.
She looked down at the floor, at the large chunks of drywall, and picked one up.
On one of the sides was a painted surface, with alternating vibrant colors.
Naruto had painted this wall, made a portrait out of some kind. Apparently he was an artist, who knew?
She didn't understand the feeling, but for some reason she felt a need to know what the painting was of.
With that desire in mind, she set about putting the wall back together.
It wasn't easy, as she had to start from the bottom up, and she had very little to go on other than the little flashes of paint on what was left of the wall.
Through perseverance and effort, Hinata managed to put the wall back together, in a procarious kind of way, and what she saw made her soul ache.
It was a painting of her, and sasuke, and Sakura, and Ino, and everyone else in their group. Kiba, Shikamaru, Choji, even her cousin Neji and his teammates were on here.
And standing in the middle of the group, with the stupidest grin, was Naruto himself.
At the top of the picture was a handwriting Hinata recognized as Naruto's.
Friends in My Heart
And at the bottom, was another.
Happiness at Last
Hinata couldn't stop the tears from falling, it was just too much.
It felt like her eyes was bleeding.
She wanted to believe that she never had the chance to tell him, to tell him how she felt.
But she had, many chances, and she let them all pass by, like memories left to rot.
She felt like she had been crying for an eternity, before she finally heard her own whimpering.
"Naruto, I'm sorry." She whispered as she caressed the painting 'Please come back, I need to say goodbye."
There was someone else in the apartment.
Hinata felt like an idiot for not searching the place sooner, and quickly regained her feet while wiping her tears from her face, with one last sniffle.
She exited the bathroom and looked around the living room, it was still sufficiently empty, which left the as of yet unexplored bedroom.
She hesitantly, but deliberately, opened the bedroom door and peeked into it.
There was a boy, about her age and height, with dazzling red spiky hair.
He simply stood there, looking out at konoha through the patio window.
He was wearing such odd attire. He was dressed in mostly black clothing with red patches.
His pants were only long enough to come halfway down his shin, and chains were linked to his pants and jacket, as if binding him. These chains were odd because every link of the chain was spiked on both sides.*
Finally his Jacket, which had the same color scheme as his pants, was fairly normal, except for the insignia on the back of it.
The insignia was a shadowy red imprint of a bird, maybe and eagle, with its' wings spread wide. It looked like a splatter painting in parts, and the bird also seemed to be on fire.*
"Um, excuse me, what are you doing here?" Hinata asked the boy, wishing she didn't sound like she had just been crying.
Did he possibly know Naruto, a friend maybe? He wasn't on the painting.
"You beckoned, and so I came." The boy told her, without turning around.
He had such a soft and deep voice. It both relaxed her, and yet gave off an aura of strength.
"Um what?" Hinata asked.
She hadn't beckoned him, had she?
"I was lost, floating in an endless darkness, and then I heard you call me... and here I am." he told her, not bothering to turn around.
... wait was he fbeing romantic with her? That had nefver happened before, most boys in her class were much more interested in the energetic, more scantily clothed girls in her age group.
'i'm sorry, I don't understand." Hinata replied tentatively, not knowing how she would be able to reject a boys advances.
"If you do not already understand, you never will, one who knows nothing, can understand... nothing." The boy responded in that silky voice.
Now that was an unnecessary insult, Hinata had been called many things in the past, but no-one had the gall to call her stupid.
"Okay, who are you?" Hinata asked, letting the insult fade away from her memory.
The boy seemed to have been caught off guard by the question, and turned around to address her.
He had dazzling yellow gold eyes, and at the bottom of each cheek, was a single whisker-like mark... just like Naruto.
"I'm not entirely sure, I came here searching for a memory, a memory left to rot." The boy said to her.
He looked just like Naruto, if only he had the upper two whisker marks on his cheeks, and golden blond hair... and blue eyes.
Hinata wasn't getting anything out of this guy, he seemed to be speaking in riddles, and though Hinata liked the occasional brain teaser, she was not in that kind of mood right now.
"There were ANBU here today, tearing the place apart, do you know what they were looking for?" Hinata prodded forward.
"A memory, left to rot." The boy responded, before turning back around to stare out of the patio window.
This guy must be crazy, he sounded like a tape recorder stuck on repeat.
Hinata decided to take matters in her own hand, she was much better at searching than any group of ANBU could be, thanks to her family bloodline of course.
Activating her bloodline Hinata searched the walls, nothing. Then she searched the ceiling, nothing. Finally she searched the floor, Jackpot!
There at a corner, next to Naruto's now mangled bed, was a secret floor compartment, and there was something glowing inside of it.
Hinata rushed toward the corner and was on her knees faster than her brain could command.
She started to claw at the floor, searching for the loose board that she needed to pull in order to get into the compartment.
She managed to get her fingernail in a crevice, and all it took from there was a good pull and the compartment was opened.
She could feel the red haired boy's stare as he turned to see what she was doing.
She also didn't care.
Reaching into the compartment she pulled out a letter, and then a small wooden box.
The letter was not in an envelope and was therefore not intended to be private, so she had no qualms with reading it.
His presence is becoming more and more apparent to me with each passing day.
I know what he wants now, and there is nothing I can do to stop him, but that won't prevent me from trying.
I have hidden them all, and if you're reading this then you have just found one, please go about ensuring this gets to a safer place, where HE can't reach them.
I can feel him again, he's waking up.
I won't let him have me.
Hinata didn't know what to make of this.
It was certainly in Naruto's handwriting, but it seemed, panicked somehow.
She almost didn't want to know what was in the box... almost.
She practically broke the box in half as she opened it, and inside was a fist sized, blueish green, pearl, that glowed like the sun.
"Oh good you found it, thank you." The boy said to her.
Hinata barely managed to stop herself from jumping, she hadn't noticed that he had gotten that close to her.
Hinata looked from him, to the orb, and back to him, while his gaze remained on the orb.
"You're welcome, but, um, what is it?" Hinata asked tentatively.
His gaze lifted from the orb and fixed onto her. He gave her a look that clearly said 'are you stupid?'
"It's... a... Memory." The boy told her exasperatedly.
Hinata felt her cheeks redden in embarrassment.
"Oh, sorry, um, how is it used?" Hinata asked, hoping she didn't make herself look and more stupid.
The boy seemed to ponder that for a moment, before offering his hand.
"Give it to me, and I'll show you." He offered.
Hinata had no reason to distrust this person, and he had been helpful enough with her, though a little rude.
She removed the orb from the box, and held it tentatively in her hand.
She reluctantly extended her arm to offer the orb to him.
The red haired boy reach out to take it, but before he could even touch it there was a flash of blue and red, and the orb had vanished from her hand.
"What the?" The boy said, as he turned towards the bedroom door.
Standing in the door frame was a small blue... creature, with a heart shaped head, and red eyes. (Flood unverse.) And in its' hands, was the memory.
"Get back here, you!" The boy demanded before giving chase.
Hinata joined him immediately.
The blue creature sped off like a lightning bolt through the living room, knocking over Granddaughter Willow as it went.
Hinata and the red haired boy left the uprooted plant and apartment behind as they gave chase.
(Play working together by yoko whatever the heck his name is)
For nearly six blocks they chased the little blue creature, jumping over fences, climbing roofs, and trampling home gardens along the way.
Finally they managed to corner the little devil at a park next to the Konoha hospital.
"Got ya, you little bastard." The red haired boy said.
"Now, come quietly, and handover what you took, you little thief!" The boy said as he lunged at the creature.
The boy fell flat on his face comically, and Hinata tried with all her might not to laugh at him.
The creature made a break towards the hospital, but Hinata blocked of its' escape.
It held the Memory closer to its' chest, like a football player holding onto a football. Or like a woman holding her child.
It was such an odd reaction that it made Hinata pause, this thing seemed to want the memory more than she did, but boy did she want it.
"All right, nice going, no escaping now." The red haired boy said to her as he blocked the creature from behind.
The little blue thing looked left and right, uncertain about what to do... when four more came to its' rescue.
One bizarre blue creature was enough, but five of them? That presented a problem.
They all scattered, and Hinata quickly activated her byakugan in order to determine which one had the Memory.
"That one!" Hinata yelled to the red haired boy as she pointed at the thief, it was fleeing towards the wooded area to her left.
"On it." The boy responded as he started to chase the little thing.
He was nearly upon the creature when it threw the memory, and another caught it, and started to run in another direction.
"Oh, so it's a game of keep away is it?" The red haired boy asked humorously.
"Let's play?" Hinata said to him, and for the first time since she met him, the boy smiled.
They once again gave chase.
Hinata was nearly upon the second creature, when it too passed it off to one of its' brothers.
"I got it." The boy yelled, as he was already feet away from the little devil.
It immediately threw the Memory to its' closest neighbor, and Hinata rushed in for a successful interception.
"Great, you got it, now you're the center of attention." The red head called out to her.
And he was right, all five of them were now charging at her.
"Pass it." He yelled, and she did so.
The boy caught the orb and one of the creatures was already a foot from him.
"Oh you want this, do ya, do ya?" He teased the creature as he held the orb just out of its' reach.
The poor thing was hopping up and down like a kid trying to reach for a cookie jar.
The red head was too busy fooling around to see the other four sneak up on him, and before he knew it, he was at the bottom of a dog pile.
He must have let go of the memory because Hinata saw it rolling across the grass.
She quickly ran and picked it up before any of the blue creatures could, and was once again the center of attention.
As she ran away the creatures got off of the red head and chased after her.
"PUNT!" The boy yelled as he kicked the nearest creature to him.
The thing flew through the air like a football being kicked into the end zone, and it faded away as it flew, turning into dust.
Wait, why was she running? These things were push overs.
Now that she understood where she stood in terms of physical advantage, she jumped high in the air, and stomped the blue creature that got too close to her.
It vanished in a display of sparkling dust, just as the one that her new friend had kicked.
The other three blue creatures stopped in their tracks and seemed to reconsider their position.
Too late, Hinata's new friend had already caught up to them, and squashed yet another.
The other two decided to run for it, but Hinata was far faster than they could ever dream of being.
Two kunai later and the blue creatures were no more.
"What were those things?" Hinata asked her new friend.
He seemed to have a lot of answers, why not ask him.
"I have no idea, they were fun to play with though weren't they?" He answered.
That they were, but why were they after this 'Memory' as it was called? What's so special about it.
"So , how do you use these Memory things?" Hinata asked now that things had quieted down.
He seemed to have calmed back down at that question, and turned his focus back to the orb in her hand.
"Well, first you...' He paused mid-sentence as he adopted a curious look.
Hinata saw it too, the orb was cracked!, and it was starting to glow brighter.
IT exploded in a ray of light, and when Hinata opened her eyes, she realized that she wasn't in the park anymore.
Instead she was in Naruto's apartment agin, only this time it was clean and undamaged, with party decorations all over the place, but no party.
Instead there was one person, a boy, maybe seven, with golden blonde hair, sapphire blue eyes, and three whisker marks on each cheek.
"Naruto?" Hinata asked out loud.
He couldn't hear her, nor could he see her, and Hinata instinctively knew this to be true. But why was she here.
Was this the memory that the sphere contained?
The younger Naruto was wearing a part hat and was sitting at his dining room table, a cupcake sitting in front of him.
"Happy birthday to me." The boy said in a hoarse voice, as if he had been crying.
"Happy birthday to me." The younger Naruto aid again.
With every word he said Hinata felt her heart break a little more.
"Happy birthday dear Naruto..." This time he stopped and gave a horrible sob that just made Hinata want to weep.
"Happy birthday to..."
Bang, bang bang!
Naruto jumped out of his seat in shock, and quickly grabbed a napkin to wipe his face clean.
He walked to the door, with more than a little bit of anticipation, and when he opened it there two people, whom Hinata recognized immediately as Ayame and Teuchi Ichiraku.
Ayame looked to be in her age group now, twelve or thirteen.
"Hey kid.." Teuchi greeted.
"Happy birthday" The twelve year old Ayame yelled joyously as she threw herself on Naruto in a warm hug.
"Don't fret, we brought presents!" She said enthusiastically thrusting a delicately wrapped box into the seven year old Naruto's hand.
The rest of the memory sped by in a daze of joy as Naruto received his first ever birthday present, and had his first ever birthday party.
"This was the first time I experienced happiness, in this true of a form." A male voice said from behind her.
She wheeled around to see... Naruto.
Only this time it was the Naruto she knew, he was as tall as she was and looked as lively as can be. But, there was something off about him. He was transparent for one thing.
"I'm glad to have been able to share this with you Hinata." Naruto said, smiling a toothy grin.
And that's when Hinata saw it. His whiskers, he was missing them. He only had two, just like the red haired boy, only this Naruto had the middle whiskers only.
Hinata felt the world around her vanishing, and her own time calling her back. She reached out to try and touch him, she opened her mouth and tried to call out to him, but she could neither move nor speak.
Next thing Hinata knew she was thrust face first onto the grassy field she had just left, the glass orb reduced to white sand in her hand.
"What happened, one minute you were here and then you vanished?" The boy said to her.
Hinata was gasping for air, as she was recovering from what she had just seen. When he saw that she was having some difficulty regaining her feet the boy offered her his hand, which she gratefully accepted.
"I was in the memory, and it was Naruto's." Hinata gasped.
He gave her a look, a look she couldn't quite place, but reminded her of the look he gave her when he thought she was stupid.
"And what transpired." He prodded further.
Hinata felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment again. Why does she keep making herself look like fool in front of this boy, and more importantly, why did she care.
"Oh, um, it was his seventh birthday, long before I met him. It was just a really happy memory, maybe his very first one." Hinata summarized.
The boy nodded his head in understanding, as if he had already known. But something struck Hinata as inappropriate, ans she decided to correct it.
"You know, I don't even know your name. What is it?" Hinata asked.
The boy paused for a moment, and considered the question seriously.
"I don't have one.' He answered simply.
Hinata thought he was joking, and so she pressed further.
"Oh come on now, everyone has a name, or at the very least needs one." She reasoned.
"Very well then, if they're so important why don't you give me one?" He retorted.
This completely threw Hinata off. She hadn't been expected that response at all.
Apparently he was serious, and so Hinata began to take him seriously in return. After a good thirty seconds of thinking Hinata finally decided on a name.
"How about Nexus (As suggested by Fox of the Blood Moon, a reviewer, Love the name by the way..)" Hinata offered.
The newly dubbed Nexus was silent for a moment as he rolled the word over his tongue, trying to get a taste for it.
"You asked me to name you, so I gave you a name, no going back now." Hinata reasoned.
Nexus sighed in exasperation and scratched his red hair. But he seemed to have accepted his loss.
"Very well then, from this day forward, I shall be known as Nexus." He exclaimed in an announcing voice.
Hinata was happy to have made this new friend.
It was then and there that they decided to hunt down the rest of the memories, and Hinata decided, just before going to bed that night, that she would tell the rest of the genin what had happened, and maybe introduce Nexus to them all.
Shin'ai Nara sat up from her desk at the sound of a knock on her bedroom door.
She stood up and creased her pants with her hands before stating that her guest may enter.
She had not been expecting Danzo himself to grace her with his presence, and she immediately lowered herself into a bow.
"Master Danzo, I am pleased to see you again." She greeted.
"And I you. I heard you were injured this afternoon, how are you recovering?" He asked is concern.
Shin'ai touched her bandaged abdomen where a shard of glass had pierced her, and suppressed a wince.
"I believe I will be fine sir. Do you have some form of business you would like me to attend to?" Shin'ai asked, knowing that her superior was most certainly not her just to check on her well being.
"But of course, now if you would be so kind as to follow me." Danzo ordered as he turned around and left the room.
Shin'ai obediently followed.
The two were now walking down a hallway, laced with brick and iron plating.
They were in ANBU headquarters, and Shin'ai had spent her afternoon and evening thus far being debriefed on what had transpired on that day.
"You are aware of the documents and journals retrieved from the village outskirts this, morning?" Danzo clarified.
"Yes sir, I was present at the time." She answered truthfully.
"Excellent, due to your injured state I am dismissing your previous mission quota for the month, and assigning you the task of studying the documents and journal." Danzo informed her.
Her first feeling was of anger and resentment, as she loved being in combat situations, her second was of gratitude as this was probably for her own good.
"Thank you, master, for your concern." Shin'ai said in a low tone.
"No need to throw away a good soldier." Danzo said nonchalantly in return.
They were nearing the deciphering and messaging center.
Shin'ai was positive that this is where the documents were being kept.
"Will anyone be working with me?" Shin'ai asked.
"Yes there are three other individuals working with you, you may ask them for any kind of assistance you desire." Danzo said as he stopped and opened a door.
He froze for a second, but only a second.
"Or not." He said in a monotone.
Shin'ai looked past him to see a drawing room, and strewn around it were three, unmistakably dead, individuals.
There was a door on the other side of the room and shadows could be seen on the other side of it.
Both master and student rushed past the three dead fellows and stormed into the room where the assailants were.
They came face to face with a pair of, apparently male, individuals.
They were both wearing armor, one black and red, the other white and blue. Both were armored from head to toe with armor that appeared to be of a single solid mass, and both had unfamiliar markings on their bodies and helmets. (They look like Vanitas and Vanitas sentiment, but the armor is spiked, the black one has a heartless insignia, and the white a nobody.)
The one with black armor was holding the documents that Shin'ai was tasked with investigating, and she was already running through countless scenarios of confrontation.
"Hand it over this second, and then probptly die." Danzou ordered.
"This is dangerous knowledge, and we will not permit it to fall into your hands, it will destroy you, and many others." The black and red armored man informed them.
"Do not pursue us, and do not persue these documents." The white armored figure further warned them.
A shadow appeared on the ground and seemed to have come to life.
Before their very eyes a ball of flaming shadow with eyes and a gaping maw materialized before them. (It's like a cross between the darkball from kh1, and the bombs from final fantasy. Dark bombs.)
The man in black armor tossed all of the documents to the creature, which quickly swallowed it.
The creature began to expand and became larger, much larger, and was still expanding by the time that the man with black armor waved a hand.
Living shadows began to consume the creature, and Shin'ai knew that it was being teleported somewhere else, so she did the only reasonable thing a person in that situation could do.
She dived into the darkness after the creature.
Next thing Shin'ai knew she was in an endless abyss, the only source of light being the expanding creature.
She pulled her hand back and formed the most powerful blade of wind chakra that she could, before probptly slicing the creature in half.
It exploded in a display of fire and shadow.
Shin'ai was thrown back with such force that she passed back through the portal from whence she came, and found herself in the middle of the shopping district, several miles away from where she had been before.
The dark portal closed behind her, but not before several slips of paper came out of it.
She collected the papers and discover them to be titled Naruto's journal pg 1, 7, and 32, and Naruto's report #1.
Not even a minute into it she had already failed her mission, and she already knew what her new one was.
Now she would probably be stuck collecting all of the journal entries and reports.
Well, there we go, hope you all liked it.
You should all be able to guess who the heartless and nobody duo is, no it's not Naruto's halves.
*The chains on Nexus' getup are the same that Kushina used to restran the nine tailed fox.
Yes, Nexus is Naruto's heartless.
Things are going to get really heated now, I hope you're all ready.
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