The Uzumaki Clan: Naruto The Next Generation

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Revised Oct 17, 2021 (Fixed spelling errors and added small details.)

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Standing on top of the destroyed Hokage faces. Boruto tries to obtain a logical explanation as to how they allowed things to get this far. He looks out to what in the past was his home. The leaf village, now demolished.

Kawaki, who stands opposite Boruto, is eager to resume their fight as they stare each other down.

“To think you’d be this strong,” Boruto voices.

“You still don’t know when to stop talking, do you? No matter, I’ll be sending you and your siblings to meet the 7th soon enough.”

Boruto grips the hilt of his sword, grief washing over his cerulean eye. His right eye remains shut, possibly due to the large scar from his forehead to his cheek.

He wonders if things undoubtedly had to turn out this way. Kawaki, unmoved, raises a hand, clenching it in a fist, and assures him that it did.

“Like it or not, the age of the ninja is over,” he declares. He was gesturing to the now unrecognizable leaf village, as it lays in waste.

Boruto reaches into his rear pouch. He pulls out a leaf headband whose symbol has been slashed and bears a vertical gash that aligns with his scar. Placing it on, Boruto informs Kawaki that no matter what, he shall always remain a ninja.

Taking this moment to reveal his right eye, showing it to have a transparent pupil as he readies himself for battle. They run towards each other, clashing! But this is not where this story begins.

No, this started several years ago when Boruto could care less about being a ninja, and even less about being the so-called “greatest” ninja in the entire village...The Hokage. Someone who also happens to be his father.

You see, long ago, it was his father’s dream to be the most prominent ninja in the village. To be seen and acknowledged by its people. Something he did accomplish over time.

But this isn’t a tale about a boy aspiring to become Hokage. No, that’s a narrative of old. This is 100% the story of three children finding their own path. The Uzumaki clan. At least, that’s how Boruto and his siblings refer to themselves.

It was an unusual start to the day. Boruto and Shikadai parkour throughout the village. Weaving and bopping on the ground and over rooftops as quickly as possible. In their haste, Shikadai wonders why he was hurried out of his home.

Boruto finally stops and orders two green chili hamburgers at the local burger joint. Shikadai reaches him and is in disbelief, hoping his friend didn’t hustle him out of his house so early in the morning just to grab a meal.

While grabbing the snacks and heading out, Boruto reveals that he found an old coupon that would expire this afternoon. They head to the Thunder Rail. A train that was recently implemented into the leaf village on a mission to modernize it. Boruto finds it most convenient, noting how they don’t have to walk around as much.

Shikadai agrees with how much the village has progressed. In any case, he doesn’t understand why they still have to attend an old-fashioned academy like the Ninja school, where the entrance ceremony takes place later in the day.

“Wait, that’s today?” Boruto utters.

Shikadai’s perplexed at his friend’s ignorance. “I’m not exactly looking forward to any of that,” Boruto responded. Shikadai knows and begins to note the staggering amount of sweat building up on his naive friend’s face. Boruto retorts by perceiving the same from him.

That’s when they realize...

Looking down at their recently purchased chili burgers, agony builds up within their mouths. The beverages barely last due to how fast they consume them.

Shikadai shakes the burn, glancing over at Boruto. “Look, your mom and dad asked me to watch over you, and as your best friend, all I can do is suggest not doing anything that could embarrass them.”

“Why not? I mean, that’s who I am. The screw-up. The one who can never do things right and finds the easy way out. So why not give people what they expect?” Boruto voices.

“Come on, you know nobody believes that. People just have to take a chance getting to know you.

“How are they going to do that when I’m the kid of the Hokage? None of them want anything to do with me.” Shikadai doesn’t know what to say. “There’s a time and place for everything, and just like this train, as long as it stays on track, it’ll get to its destination quickly,” Shikadai expresses.

He gets on his feet, jumping off the train and letting Boruto know not to be late for the entrance ceremony. He somewhat grasps what his friend was attempting to advise him—reflecting on his words while gazing out into the distance towards his father’s stone face.

“One day, I’ll show everyone who I can be when I’m not in your shadow!” Boruto announces loudly.

One of the train crew members hears him and shouts at him to get down. This causes Boruto to jump off the train and land on a lamppost, where he notices a couple of boys gathered in an alley. Boruto also perceives what appears to be a redhead. And there’s only one ginger that he knows who lives in the village.

Moving in to obtain a more formal look, he sees his sister Minori picking a fight with the village bullies. But what surprises him the most is that Himawari is with her.

“You picked the wrong people to mess with, red-headed weirdo,” they proclaim. Minori smiles and relates how comical it is how people feel brave when in a group. Rather than nagging my sister, why not try working as a team to help others, and in return, people will look up to you,” she advised them.

The easiest way to break the news to her is that they merely want to mess with others for fun. Just as one of them is about to go in for a hit, a drink falls on his head. Boruto apologizes for his mistake as he stands on a power line over them.

“Brother!” Himawari calls out.

Jumping down, white smoke surges and produces a couple of shadow clones who batters them up reasonably effortlessly. Dusting off his hands, Boruto walks over to Minori, suggesting if she was going to allow them to hit her?

She thanks her brother, letting him grasp how it’s best to perceive someone as a threat before kicking their butts. In addition, Minori witnessed him sneak into the alley, so she knew he would find a way to interfere.

They walk around the village catching up on their day. It seems Minori and Himawari were sent on errands by their mother. Something Boruto would know if he’d bother staying long in the house rather than running off every morning.

She and Himawari had split up for a while, and that’s when those boys started badgering her. Minori had to step in perceiving how their sister is with confrontation.

“I’m sorry. I know I’m not the best when it comes to defending myself from people like that. I ruined the day for us,” Himawari voices.

“Don’t you dare blame yourself for the actions those guys took, and never be sorry for being who you are. Not everyone is a fighter,” Minori declares.

She smiles and feels happy her siblings accept her but looks away from them towards the ground with this disturbing look on her face as they continue walking.

“By the way, are you planning on going to the entrance ceremony later today?” she asks Boruto. “Yeah, ill be there,” he says in a not extremely convincing tone.

“Is dad showing up?” He asks her somberly.

“Yeah, It’s kinda his job to be there as Hokage. I feel like he’s more eager for us to start than we are ourselves. Probably already left a clone in the office to do all the work to take us out celebrating with ramen like he always does.

Knowing mom, she’ll be down with whatever dad picks, so it’ll be up to us to try and convince them to go to a different spot. So I hope you’re game.” He doesn’t answer her back, and she doesn’t pursue a response.