Revival

Revival

Return of a Hero

Summary: Five years...it has been five years since a war had began...five years since that same war was ended...five years since, in one battle, a teenage boy destroyed a village, a kage, and a sannin...five years since that same boy died for his beliefs...Or so everyone had been told.

This is just on an off note before I start. I got a pic online for this fic. If anyone can draw Naruto as I describe him in the fic, or maybe how it might have been for his supposed death, I'd be grateful. I don't care either way. I think this picture is pretty cool for the fic, I just think it'd be cool to have a pic that's related to the story anyway too.

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.

"Talking"

Flashback

Demon

"Demon Through Vessel"

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Chapter One: Return of a Hero

  "Where are we going?" A young man was walking through a forest. A small orange frog, the source of the voice, had been sitting atop his messy blond hair as they walked.

  "Why do you keep showing up, Gamakichi?" the man asked with slight annoyance edging into his voice.

  The man himself had golden blond hair that went down to his shoulders. He had bright blue eyes and wore an outfit that would befit a missing ninja. No hitai-ate adorned any part of his body, being replaced by a piece of cloth wrapped around his neck with a very hard metal within the cloth. This was to protect his neck from damage.

  He also wore black camoflage pants with a black shirt under a black vest. His right sleeve was torn off to make it look like a tank top on that side, but bandages were wrapped up from his hand to his elbow on that hand. To complete his outfit, he wore a fox mask that would normally be used for a member of ANBU.

  "Its more exciting when you're around," Gamakichi replied with a small grin.

  "Whatever," the man replied with a sigh. "We're heading to Konoha."

  "Why head there?" Gamakichi asked. "From what you have told me, the village is horrible."

  "I feel...obligated to explain something to them," the man answered.

  "Then..." Gamakichi was about to continue, but suddenly went quiet when four shinobi jumped down around them. They were in all black with masks on to cover their face.

  "Who are you?" one of the men in front of him asked. Before answering, the man assessed the situation. Two in front, two in back, two haven't shown their face yet.

  "My name is not of importance, Aburame," was the answer.

  "How can you tell I am a Aburame?" the man asked again.

  "The fact that there are kikai around me could explain it," the man grinned slightly beneath his mask. "If you stand in my way, you'll get hurt."

  "We can't allow that," one of the men behind him said. "You'll come with us to see Tsunade-sama."

  "Can't do that," the man answered. "Of course...if you think you can MAKE me come, I'd be happy to see you try."

  "You are too cocky," the man behind him continued. "To think you can defeat four ANBU, that will be your downfall."

  "I don't think I can beat four," the blond answered, simply. "I believe I can beat six." He glanced up in both directions. "I think your friends should come out now." Two more members of ANBU landed on either side of him.

  "You're very...perceptive," one of the two remarked. "Captain?"

  "Go ahead, if he won't come peacefully, we can force him to come," their captain, the second man who had dropped down, replied.

  "If you think you can," the man's only reply was before the two behind him dropped to the ground, a clone of the shinobi behind their bodies, his hadns still raised from his perfectly accurate blows. The rest suddenly got tense as they saw his skill. The clone, not waiting for the remainder of their group to attack, charged at one of the two that had been hiding.

  The clone ducked down and brought his foot up to kick, but was blocked. However, the man seemed to have thought this a possibility as he spoke. "Bunshin Bakuha(Clone Explosion)." The clone exploded, sending the shinobi flying into a tree.