Naruto Fanfiction Naruto Meets His Younger Self Novels & Stories

And whispered: “Grandfather.” The air in the room was freezing. Liam gorged. Mira went backwards. Emil slowly lifted the blue book from the table. His hands trembled. He beat it. And this time there was not my writing. Noahs. He read with a gross voice: When Noah meets himself, the loop is not broken. She's grown up . The older Noah stepped a step closer. Then he looked at me. Not the younger Noah. Just me. His voice became soft.

, I heard someone sobbing. I went to look around and then saw a boy sitting beneath a nearby tree. His face was hidden in his arms but I felt familiar with him. I stepped towards him. Then a girl appeared. "Huh... That's me..." That was the younger me, I saw in my previous dreams. She went close to him and sat close to him. The younger me calmed him down and put a bandage on his wound. The boy soon stopped crying. They both introduced themselves to each other.

All was quiet except for the sound of birds singing above our heads. I released Harlan's hand, not wanting to touch him a moment longer than I needed to. Not even in a vision. Just then, a younger version of himself appeared, probably no more than sixteen years old. He was walking with his younger brother, who was about my age, so if Harlan was sixteen, that would have made Dean around nine. The two of them were chatting away as they walked through the forest together. I think they were talking about a video game or something by the sound of things.

she whined, tugging on his arm. Darius? His icy blue eyes drifted to the barbie, and there was a sharpness to them. Annoyance? His gaze returned to me and briefly to the worn tan backpack I’d used sewn on patches to hide holes. His lips turn up ever so slightly. “Uchiha,” was all his deep voice said before he stepped around me and his barbie girlfriend had to struggle to keep up in her sky-high heels. Uchiha? I was confused until I looked at my bag and remembered that I had recently patched it with the Uchiha crest from the Naruto manga and anime. Does he know it?

It just struck him really hard that his chest began to tighten bitterly. As his tears began to fall, his younger self looked at his direction. Unexpectedly, their eyes met. And he was pulled into his eyes again. Without knowing it, he was already in a different place. He hid behind a huge pillar along the hallway where two figures stood ahead near the balcony. There he saw his younger self with a different woman. He immediately recognized her. It was Purple Smoke. They seemed to be in an intense conversation by the way they throw harsh words against each other. "Astius! You're going to marry me even if I don't have your heart anymore!" Purple Smoke yelled.

Usually, his job is just shouting, refusing, and glaring. But... After this, we play it. Ah, what did Nara mean? After thinking what the actual words meant, finally, the gnats just grinned. His mind misunderstood again, he smiled happily, "My girl is getting cute." *** See you next part :)

I jerked as his hands enveloped mine, the warmth from it send beautiful goosebumps all over me. "During Naruto mission with Hinati to rescue Hanabi, they both fell on a genjutsu (Illusion), Naruto was able to connect to Hinata's Memory because of the red scarf that intertwined the two" he gave me a slight squeeze as I remember the moment he is saying and it's one of my best scene.

I was bound to be doomed. I pulled out my phone, clicking on the email in a hope to bargain with them. My life in exchange for hers. Anything for her to live and train my child. This was the least I could do. My fingers typed away on the keypad, and in a flash I was thrown back to the young me lying down in this same backyard, eyes on the sky. ‘If you ever remember this. Find the tree with the mark of the blood.’ The disgruntled voice of my younger version let out, accompanied by a laugh.

My younger self asks and she smiles at him rubbing his cheek. “Sure, my darling,” she answers and she begins to tell him a fairy tale about a beautiful maiden and the king, her voice soothing. My little self yawns, and she tucks him in. But just as she's about to leave, his eyes flicker open. They lock onto mine, and I feel a jolt. His eyes follow me as I move and I feel that he can see me. I walk closer, whispering, “Can you see me?” My younger self smiles, and my heart skips a beat then he nods.

Fuck, the this was not normal, was I going crazy? “Then meet me after school, Nora.” I want to take you somewhere.” He said, and I watched as my lip wobbled. There was something I wasn’t telling him, something that he didn’t know about and something that scared me. I wanted to know what that was, too. Even though it was a dream, it felt like I was watching the story of my life. “I’ll try.” My younger self said. “I’ll be expecting your call, just come to school, then I’ll take you to that place.” He said, and I nodded.