Chapter4: The mansion?

Notations:

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

<*******Outside the mindscape*******>

Naruto opened his eyes slowly, without a hurry. He was thinking about what gift did Kurama give him when he felt it. Like something, no someone was coming his way. He slowly turned his head around, face paling at the sight.

Dozens of people, knives, clubs, crowbars in hand, excited expressions on their faces, shouting, "TODAY IS THE DAY YOU DIE, DEMON!" "WE WILL FINISH WHAT THE FOURTH STARTED, AND WE WILL AVENGE HIM!" Naruto's expression had turned utterly horrified. There was only one way to get off the monument without falling splat on the pavement.

Outrun and outmaneuver the mob.

He wasted no time. He kipped up to his feet and immediately started running in a perpendicular direction to the mob. Since he had been running regularly for one year, he had built up some pretty good speed and endurance. He planned to take a wide arc around the mob and as soon as it was behind him, hightail it into the streets where he could lose them. He took off into the forest, the mob following him closely behind. As he began to cut an arc around the mob, hairs on the back of his neck stood up, a clear sign of danger. However, unlike before when he could only detect danger, this time he could feel the direction the weapon was coming from. Naruto was an imaginative child. From where he had developed his imagination, no one knew. But there was one thing about his imagination that even HE knew was not normal. His body had the most unnatural and peculiar ability to follow the commands of his mind down to a T. As soon as he had sensed the knives' speeding at him, he thought of only one escape scenario, and his body followed it as it did before several times.

He jumped, body in the air, rotating like a screwdriver, the knives going under him, missing him by just a few inches. He rolled on the ground to soften his landing and continued running away, successfully getting the mob behind him and the road in front of him. He managed to get to the streets, where he purposefully chose the market street where he could lose them. He knew the civilians could not do the tricks that he could. He vaulted neatly over several carts without losing momentum, each time increasing the gap between him and the mob. He turned left at an intersection, and jumped up a wall, hanging on the other side until he was sure the sounds of the mob faded away. He jumped back on the road. He took a moment to catch a breath. If he was not mistaken, he had run at full speed for close to 3 miles. ' The feat was quite impressive for a five-year-old', the familiar voice of Kurama sounded in his head. Naruto looked surprised for a moment but then shook his head. It was probably because of the change that he had done to the seal. He also chalked it up to adrenaline that he had run so far and fast. That was a lot difficult than he had imagined, but he blamed it on his clothes. An orange jumpsuit stuck out like a sore thumb among the masses. It was as if he had stuck a piece of paper behind his back saying, "Kill me!" The blonde hair wasn't helping either. But then again, he had nothing else to wear. The keepers at the orphanage looked very satisfied when they had given him the jumpsuit. They probably wanted him to be spotted in case he attempted to hide from a mob. Too bad they underestimated him. He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't notice he had entered an area of Konoha, no one had taken a stroll in for at least five years. He looked when he saw he was standing before the gates of a beautiful mansion.

"Naruto, open the gates of the mansion. Let's explore", Kurama's excited voice sounded in his head. Naruto shook his head, "I would be an idiot to even touch the gate. Can't you see all the seals engraved on it?" Kurama insisted, " Do it. Who knows, you might get a surprise." Naruto frowned at the behavior of the fox but followed his advice anyway. He placed his hand on the seal of the gate and closed his eyes as if waiting to be blown up. He didn't notice the seals glow slightly.

He opened his eyes when nothing happened. Tentatively, he pushed the gate and to his surprise, it opened easily. 'The seals must be malfunctioning if a strange like me could enter in here, he thought. The mansion was beautiful. It was a traditional two-story mansion, surrounded by lush, green grounds. There was even a small pond with clear water in front of the house. 'Whoever this house belongs to must be insanely wealthy', he thought with wonder. Money was rarely available to him. He decided not to dwell on it further. As he approached the front door, he began to think it was a bad idea to come here. What if someone spotted him? What if he accidentally activated a trap? He cautiously turned the doorknob, hearing it click open. He opened the door fully, seeing the dark living room with a sofa and comfortable chairs. He turned on the light, surprised that electricity still flowed in the circuits of the house. But it was all covered in a thick layer of dust.

'The owner has been gone for a long time, but why?', he wondered. As he turned in the direction of the fireplace, he stopped short at what he saw. The first thing that caught his eye was the uniquely shaped kunai embedded in a stone slab placed on top of the fireplace. Every shinobi or to-be shinobi worth his or her salt would recognize the tri-pronged kunai. It was the Fourth's kunai; as a result, he now knew that this house belonged to the deceased Hokage.

Crap

He just broke into the Fourth's house.

Double Crap

He was just about to turn tail when Kurama's voice sounded in his head, "what's that?" He turned around again, seeing the portrait above the fireplace for the first time. It was Minato Namikaze, decked out in full Hokage uniform, along with a beautiful redhead wearing a high-collared, sleeveless blouse under a long, loose-fitting dress with a wristband on her left wrist and standard shinobi sandals. A medium-sized bulge on her stomach made him realize that she was pregnant. But that was not what caught his eye. The redhead was waving a peace sign, with a very familiar grin. The same one he wore whenever his mischievous tendencies surfaced or when he was really happy. Her face was also very similar looking to his own. Her exquisite violet eyes were shaped just like his eyes. With a jolt, the pieces of a puzzle that he could never solve arranged themselves, forming a long-sought-after answer.

Blonde hair….azure blue eyes…..the familiar grin…..same shape face….identically shaped eyes

He had just found out the identities of his parents. " Congratulations, kid. You finally found them", Kurama's voice was softer this time.