Naruto: BELIEVE IT

Uzumaki Naruto. He is the pariah of the village of leaf, one that is mutually hated by the citizens.

He was believed by many to be a monster, the nine-tailed fox who ruined the village and took the life of the fourth hokage.

Discriminated and harmed since young without a guardian, Naruto's mentality was bound to break at one point.

Crying in loneliness, Naruto fell asleep in his small, filthy bed as he always did. It was the night no different than any other.

However, little did anyone expect,

"...What the fuck?"

that when Naruto opened his eyes after said night, he wasn't the same any longer.

"Where the heck—wait, how am I speaking japanese?!"

It was a strange phenomenon. Naruto spoke as if he wasn't a child of young age, but rather, a grown man. Scratching his itchy head, Naruto yawned as he jumped from the bed and look around the small room.

Eventually, his eyes landed on a mirror, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"W-Wait... that isn't me?!"

Touching his face and body as if unable to believe what he's seeing, Naruto yelled in panic.

"What is this disgusting orange jumpsuit?! Why and how is this hair standing up like this without anything to hold it in place?!"

Then, he realized.

"...Hold... on..."

He remembered,

"Yo yo, you gotta read Naruto man. Ninja fights so cool, worth worth!"

"Naruto..."

And what was his response to that?

"I swear, if you bring up this Naruto shit up again, imma beat your ass."

"Aw, c'mon! You dunno what you're missing dude!"

"Yeah, fuck off."

"...Damn."

Naruto's face turned pale, regretting over not listening to his buddy's words.

"I'm now stuck in this anime world full of ninjas... with an orange jumpsuit?!!"

And even worse, he was the 'Uzumaki Naruto'. That's right, he was the main character.

This meant that if he doesn't act according to the plot,

"Snapp!! Yo bro, Uchiha Madara's bout to end the whole career!! Infinite Tsukuyomi, holyyyy!!"

"I said, I'm not interested in this Naruto shit!!"

Uchiha Madara will do something bad.

'But uh, who's that.'

Naruto groaned, clueless of what he should be doing now.

'Oh well, no point in thinking over something I can't figure out. I guess,'

Just as he thought, his stomach growled.

'I will go and get something to eat.'

Exploring the room further, Naruto easily found a fridge. Opening it eagerly, he then found himself frowning in disappointment.

"There's literally nothing to eat... except for a bottle of water?"

The growl from his stomach intensified. Craving for some food, Naruto opened all drawers he could see but found no edible.

"Hey, at least I found this instead."

Instead, he found a frog wallet that was quite plentiful.

This meant one thing: it was time to go out and eat.

Hurriedly, Naruto opened a drawer to change his outfit.

"Orange, orange, orange... what?"

Going through the small number of clothings, Naruto found himself dumbfounded as the majority of them were orange in colour.

"And what is this... swirl mark on them?"

While mumbling, he finally found a black, short-sleeved shirt with a swirl mark that he approved of. Taking off the jumpsuit and putting on the shirt and short pants, Naruto exited his room,

"Let's go—achoo!"

only to see that the weather wasn't approving of such an outfit.

...Eventually, Naruto had to put his orange jumpsuit back on top of the black shirt and pants before exiting the house.

...

"Wait,"

While walking, Naruto realized something.

"So I'm in kid's body, and there was no one when I woke up."

'I'm an orphan?'

Simultaneously, he noticed that as he looked around, everyone around him stared at him disapprovingly.

Naruto raised an eyebrow, wondering a reason behind such reaction from others.

'Am I the son of a criminal or what?'

Clearly, they weren't welcoming. Naruto found the current situation distasteful.

Eventually, he reached a restaurant that emanated a delectable smell. Erasing all thoughts in his mind, he opened the door and entered the restaurant,

"We have nothing to sell to folks like you!!"

only to get kicked out a second after.

"...?"

Having fallen on his butt due to a burly man throwing him out, Naruto blinked with a dazed expression, trying to process what just happened.

"...What the fuck?"

A second after, his eyes widened. Immediately standing back up, Naruto angrily burst open the door, causing those in the restaurant to jolt in surprise.

"Fucker!! What have I done?!"

The burly man, supposedly the owner of the restaurant, turned around and faced Naruto with a vivid hostility written on his face.

"What have I done? Hah,"

The man's face wrinkled up in rage.

"Fine, I will tell you what you did. Seven years ago, you killed my wife. There, satisfied?! Thank hokage-sama that you're still alive, demo—kiddo."

"...What?"

It was Naruto's turn to growl in anger of his own.

"I am a freaking kid as you say!! Seven years ago?! How can a fucking goo-goo-ga-ga baby kill a grown adult?! Are you mentally insane or what?!"

"Baby?! BABY?!! HAHAHAHA!!!"

Laughing maniacally, the restaurant owner turned to the customers who were spectating the verbal argument.

"Everyone, tell me!! What am I looking at?!! A boy or a de—something else?!!"

The answers were imminent.

"That's anything but a human being!!"

"I lost my father to that... thing!!"

"GET OUT!!! You don't belong here!!"

Naruto thought everyone has gone insane. Screaming with reddened faces, the adults started throwing stuffs at him.

"You heard that?!!"

As Naruto raised his arms to block the projectiles on his way, the restaurant owner yelled,

"Now get out before I call the police force for disrupting my business!!"

For the second time, Naruto was thrown out to the hard ground. Bruised and bleeding, Naruto stared at the sky, snorting in disbelief.

In this state, his stomach continued to growl.

"Piece of shit..."

Cursing with gritted teeth, he stood up and wiped his bleeding lips. Walking away from the restaurant, he visited other places for a chance to get food. However, the reaction was the same everywhere he went, and he was eventually left outside with no way to satiate his hunger.

"..."

The sun was setting by then, and Naruto had barely any energy left in him to walk.

He felt dizzy. He was hungry and thirsty. Being unable to meet the basic necessities required for a human being to live—Naruto now learned how painful it is.

He finally yielded. No restaurant would serve him. The grocery stores will overcharge him for food past a due date. It was practically impossible to make a living.

Now that he thought about it, everything was a mystery.

Why was Naruto left in this kind of environment? If hated by everyone, why wasn't he killed or expelled already? How did he survive until now as a child who knows barely anything about the world?

'...Maybe this is all a dream.'

Unable to move any longer, Naruto collapsed in the middle of the street.

'When I open my eyes back up, I will be back in my cozy house with no one hating on me.'

And then, he will finally listen to his friend and start reading Naruto.

'Also have some nice food. Gosh, I'm starving as hell...'

His vision faded, and he has gone unconscious.

__________

It was the same night as any other. He was walking at a green pedestrian light with a can of beer and a bag of chip.

"Yeah mom, I'm doing fine. Don't worry about me and make sure to take care of yourself. Say hi to dad as well, will ya? Yep yep, you too, have a good night—"

A truck slammed on him, sending him flying into the air.

"...Eh?"

That was the last remark that he made before he crashed back to the earth, oozing blood.

__________

With a suffocating sensation, Naruto sat up from lying position, wide-eyed. He then huffed rapidly, greedily filling his lungs.

'That's right. I died, and...'

...This meant that there was no going back. What he was facing right now wasn't a mere dream, but a reality.

'...Fuck.'

Acknowledging this left a bitter taste in his mouth, but Naruto eventually accepted the fact.

As his breath calmed down, he looked around his current environment.

It was an unfamiliar, enclosed space, and just outside, he could smell something delicious.

Endorsed by the smell, Naruto walked out, uncaring of his current condition. Swaying, he pushed aside a cloth that blocked the view outside, and found that he was in... a ramen stall?

"Oh, kid, you're awake!"

The chef greeted him with a smile, an expression that he hasn't seen for an entire day.

Ramen Ichiraku and its master, Teuchi.

This day, Naruto tasted the most delicious ramen in his entire life—including his previous one.

"Thanks chef. I'll have you excluded from my hit list."

"...Huh?"