A six year old Haruto was eating happily with his brother. The two were enjoying a few bowls of ramen at the small restaurant named Ichiraku Ramen. It is their favorite place to eat, as ramen was one of the things that seemed to brighten up their day. They both discovered the joy of noodles and broth on a rainy day when the two brothers were having a rough day and when they entered the restaurant to get out of the rain and the old chef offered them a bowl. It was something they grew up with and one of the things that the two Uzumaki brothers enjoyed the most.
Finishing his bowl, Haruto excused himself and allowed his brother to finish. Placing some money for both him and his brother, Haruto walked out of the restaurant to find a bathroom. Navigating his way through the alleyway, Haruto stopped when he heard two voices. Normally he would simply ignore it and head to the bathroom, but he heard the name Uzumaki.
"Kenta, you know when I went to pick up my little princess from the Ninja Academy, I spotted those two damned containers," one of them said with malice in his voice, "I don't know why Hokage-sama doesn't lock them up. You don't know when the fox would break out of that seal."
"Suzaku, we aren't supposed to talk about that," the newly named Kenta replied as he looked around nervously, "But you are right, the demon might break through, I'm still nervous sending my kids to school with those two Uzumaki brothers. I believe the Yondaime was a genius, but we're talking about the strongest of the Biju."
"True. The fox would break through the seal eventually." Suzaku nodded in agreement as his eyes narrowed, "The two should just be locked up, damned demon brats."
Kenta nodded in agreement, "The Sandaime is too trusting. The Yondaime was a great Kage and an amazing Seal Master, but containing a demon of that caliber seems impossible."
"Lets go, those Uzumaki brats ruined my day enough." Suzaku muttered as he began walking away from the alleyway, "It doesn't matter what the Sandaime says, I will never accept those two as one of us."
"They will never be accepted." Kenta said in agreement as he followed his friend away form the alley.
Haruto just stayed in the shadows his eyes widening. He knew he and his brother were not liked by among the villagers but the Hokage himself, to hear it like that might have crushed his hopes of getting acknowledged by the people. The one thing that he and his brother hoped to get once they graduated the academy and became shinobi of the Leaf. But this just fueled his determination to gain the villagers's acknowledgement further. The information that he had just gotten from the unsuspecting villagers had just answered some of the unanswered questions he had on his mind from the years prior.
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That night Haruto closed the door behind him as he walked onto the balcony and looked at the night sky. It was one of the places he enjoyed to stay when he had something on his mind. His mind began to wonder as he continued to stare at the night sky. Haruto never noticed a figure shrouded in the shadows wearing a black cloak with red clouds rise up form the ground a few meters away from him. The oddest thing about the man was not his cloak but simply his face, it was black in color and surrounding his head was plant leaves very much like a venus fly traps. The man silently moved towards the redhead and chopped the boy's neck. Grabbing hold of the boy, he disappeared once more. He had gotten his objective and now he was going to meet his master.
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Arriving at his destination, the cloaked man softly dropped the boy before an elderly man with wrinkles decorating his face. The elderly man was dressed in a simple black outfit. He also had waist-length hair with shoulder-length bangs that covered most of his right eye his hair was thin and white worn out from the years. The man had his hands on a makeshift cane as he stared the boy.
Haruto woke up as he rubbed his sore neck grunting as he looked around his surroundings, his eyes landed on the elderly man sitting before him and he jumped back in a surprise. Haruto took deep breathes as he stared at the elderly man, it was shocking to wake up before a elderly man, who knew what he could have done to him.
"W-who are you?" Haruto asked his voice mixed with fear and curiosity.
"Except for your hair color, you are the splitting image of your father," the elderly man said as he continued to study the boy.
Hearing the information he quickly got out of his state if fear and shock as his face was now filled with curiosity. "You know my parents?! Who are they?!"
"Hn. That is not important at the moment." the man replied as he looked at boy directly in his eyes, "You have noticed how the villagers treat you and your brother, yet you still cling onto the pathetic dream of them acknowledging you."
"I don't know who you are old man, but nobody makes fun of me and my brother's dream!"
"Hn. You have the will to fight for your beliefs, good."
"What are you—"
"Haruto. The villagers, they will never acknowledge you." the man said as he interrupted the blond, "The villagers are driven by their hate and fear, they will never accept you. The hate and fear of the Kyuubi runs deep, their decisions will always be influenced by the hate and fear for the fox. Whenever they see you or your brother they are reminded of that day and the hate and fear will resurface no matter how much time passes."
Haruto just listened silently. He was never one for school, but he was not dumb by any means. He just never was one for school it bore him to no end. The elderly mans eyes shifted from onyx black to blood red with three tomoes spinning around the pupil. Haruto's mind went numb as he continued to stare at the strange pattern in the mans eye.
"Haruto, this hate runs deep. In this world, the hate is a never ending cycle, people like you suffer for what they have no control over. When the day comes, you will come before for me once more and all your questions will be answered. Know the decision will influence the world. In due time the world will begin to change for the better or worse, and you have the power to push it in the right direction. You and your brother."