Chapter 1: 8 years later

Eight years had passed since my mother's death ... and a lot had changed, a lot in fact.
I was 13 now and my brown hair had turned a little darker.
I still didn't like Meate and she had taught me, even though I didn't want to and didn't ask, how I could heal others and myself with my chakra. She said it was very helpful on a mission. She was right about that, but I honestly didn't care if I could heal someone or not ... we all have to die sooner or later anyway ... even if most of us want to later.
Otherwise I could only do the standard jutsus that everyone had to be able to become Genin ... and that was me ... Genin from Amegakure, the village hidden behind the rain.
In my team there were still Itami, Meates spoiled son with brown hair and brown eyes ... just like me, and Yucho, the biggest show-off from my village, who had absolutely nothing on it, except his stupid show-offs. He had black hair and blue eyes ...
Our sensei was Omoidé, a strong and friendly Jonin from our village.

But none of that was what I saw as a big change ... it was something completely different ...


Relaxed and with a little sense of freedom, I breathed in the clean and cool air of the village. So this here was Konoha ... it was very different from Amegakure ... the sun was often shining here and it didn't rain almost every day.
So far I had never been to Konoha ... not even in general in the Fire Kingdom ... Hi no Kuni ...

"Shorai, are you coming?" Asked a boy's voice, I assigned it to Itami.
"Yes ..." I just replied ... we were here for the Chunin selection test.
I slowly strolled to my team partners, who were patiently waiting for me, we were at the gate of Konoha and wanted to take a closer look at the village.
"What do you think of everything that occurs in the exam?", Yucho asked, he couldn't wait ... to be shown that he couldn't do anything.
"I have no idea.", Itami said and shrugged his shoulders.
"And you, Shorai?" He asked.
"Ditto.", I just answered.
"Then we have to be surprised.", Itami sighed and crossed his arms behind his head.
I just nodded at it.

For a while we walked through the village in silence ... I had never seen my team partners calm for so long, which is why I decided to break the silence.
"The village looks beautiful ... especially the stone faces there," I said, pointing to the Kage heads.
The two just nodded.
"Hey, I'm hungry, do we want to eat something?" Asked Yucho and looked at me.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Don't mind."
"Itami?"
"Fine. I'm getting hungry too."
Yucho ran up, he had discovered a ramen stand ... he was a fan of noodle soups.
"A noodle soup please." I hear him say.
Itami and I exchanged a quick look and followed him ... when we were with him we sat down.
I sat next to a blond boy ... who was eating noodle soup after another.
I sighed inwardly ... I wasn't such a big fan of noodle soups ... but since I was hungry too, I ordered one too ... just like Itami.
A few minutes later, a bowl with delicious-looking contents was in front of me.
"Yucho, you have to swallow!" I heard Itami say ... Yucho couldn't really be that stupid and eat too much at once ... could he?
I looked sideways ... yes, he could.
After a short sigh on my part, Yucho managed to swallow the huge amount of noodle soup.
"It's delicious, isn't it?" Asked the blonde next to me suddenly ... he was probably referring to Yucho.
"Yup ...", he replied and immediately began to cram the rest of the food into himself.
"Don't you like noodle soup, or why don't you eat anything?" He then asked ... that was probably directed at me.I looked at him. He had blue eyes and a nice grin, smile as one took it on the face.
"I just don't stuff everything that is in front of me right away.", I answered a little uninterested in the conversation that he was probably trying to have with me.
"You haven't eaten anything yet ..." said the blonde. "Who are you anyway? I've never seen you here before?"
I turned my gaze to the noodle soup. "I'll just take my time ..." I said and just started to eat the first bite so he couldn't annoy me further. "You can never have seen me here either ... as you can easily see from my headband, I'm from Amegakure."
"And what's your name?" He asked.
"You always say your name first ..." was all I said. Still, I didn't intend to tell him my name, he didn't have to find out either.
"My name is Naruto Uzumaki and I'll be the fifth Hokage from Konoha later," he said happily.
You could also overdo it with the introduction ...
"Who are you now?" He asked.
"You do not need to know…"
"Oh come on, tell me."
"You don't need to know my name," I said and glared at him so that he could see that he was annoying me, but he wouldn't let it go.
"Come on ... I want to know your name though."
I looked briefly at my team partner ... Yucho was almost suffocating again and Itami tried to help him ... they didn't even notice my conversation with Naruto.
I sighed briefly.
"Well ... I'm Shorai Seikotsu ..." I said.
"That's a nice name," said the blonde.
"If you mean ..." I didn't like my name ... what future did I have?
My chopstick fell from my hand. Annoyed, I say how it hit the ground. Great ... did I have to drop this now of all times? I bent down to pick it up, touching Naruto's hand ... he had bent down to pick it up as well.What happened now happened very quickly.
Suddenly my eyes went black and suddenly I got a picture ... there was Naruto and two tall people ... both dressed in black coats.
Suddenly the picture disappeared again and I saw reality again ...
"Are you okay Shorai?" I heard Yucho's voice ask.
"Yes, yes ... everything is fine ..." I replied. Only now did I notice that I was sitting on the floor and the three boys were staring at me in amazement.
"What?" I asked.
"You just closed your eyes for a moment and then fell off the chair ..." Naruto explained.
"Well?" I asked, trying to look as natural as possible.
"Oh nothing.", Itami said and the three turned back to their noodle soup.
I just got up and turned my back on them. "I'm not hungry anymore, one of you can have my soup ... I will stretch my feet.", I explained and left without waiting for an answer.

What did that mean?
The men in the black coats ... they looked familiar ... I knew them.