Trial and Error PT1

Damn, I haven't written anything in a while. I am a shitty author, I promise to do better. I was going through a lot of depression and I couldn't feel excitement for anything, well that was until my friends got me to do DnDs again. I'm in a much better headspace and my ideas are firing up. I'm sorry for taking so long, I'll make up for that with answers and more chapters.

Enjoy the chapter!

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"Are you sure?" I asked Tatsuhiko for the umpteenth time.

"Kid, You're a damn Uzumaki, chains are in your blood!"

"How do you even know about that?" 

"I am 38 and I retired 6 years ago, I was a chunin during the third Shinobi war and worked with some Uzumaki before." He said with a distant look in his eyes.

"That's not what I meant but yeah that too." I said with a deadpan expression. "How do you know I'm an Uzumaki? I don't exactly have the signature red hair."

"I knew your mother."

"And how did you know my mother?"

"Again, the Third Shinobi War. When are you gonna move on from the things that I know, focus on the beauties in my hands." He said shaking them as the chains jingled.

"Where did you get these?" Seriously these babies weren't bottom shelf gear. The dual blades were made from artificial chakra ore, while not having any particular affinity to elements it's still chakra ore. Unfortunately or fortunately, it has zero Fuinjutsu on it.

"It was a son of a bitch to get, made it myself as a matter of fact. This isn't just any chakra ore, it's ore made by the sand village and you already know our relationship is rocky."

"So why is it so good?"

"Of course, you don't know the finer things in life." I felt attacked by that. "It's more in tuned with wind, the element of war."

"Why is wind called that?"

"What is the academy teaching you kids now? It's basic Ninjutsu knowledge. Wind is one of the best chakra nature's in close and mid range combat and that's not even talking about support. Wind is one of the most lethal and non lethal Ninjutsu options, but every thing has a weakness."

"Lemme guess, fire?" Considering fire uses oxygen to fuel itself, but maybe strong winds could counteract that phenomenon.

"Correct, but we're done with the lessons, I retired for a reason brat!"

"How much are they?"

"200,000."

"Holy shit!"

"Can't afford it?"

"I can only spend 100k.." If I could do puppy eyes I would.

"Hmm, well that's not my problem. Beat it kid."

"What the fuck man!?"

"Whaddya want, advice? My advice is git gud." I hate those two words so much.

"Fuck you too"

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After leaving the shop, but not empty handed. I bought a wakizashi and some kunai and shuriken. Not a lot but it's the basics.

Walking through the village I came to a small realization, I know jack shit. Seriously I know a small amount of what the academy teaches, but all the shit that I once knew about Naruto is mostly faded and blurry. Maybe there's something that can help me remember more.

That's something I'll do later. Focusing on the more important things in life, for example, food.

I'm a scrawny little shit. Built thinner than the hopes and dreams of your standard American in 2020.

I need some food, and not just instant ramen like Naruto or a millennial when they first moved out. I need vegetables and meats.

But how in the hell am I gonna get fresh food?

Well my friend, we're just in luck. I have a sensei with a bleeding heart for his students. But wait, He's busy with the earlier issue with the clones. Hmmm yes, I'm fucked at the moment on the Iruka front. Now I could wait, but, I have a better idea.

-Cut to the "Better" idea-

"Hey Ayame-chan." Kuro popped his head in, making sure him and ayame were alone. By benten's grace tuechi was gone and he was the only cousin at the moment.

Ayame stood in the kitchen covered in flour, somehow she dumped an entire bag of flour on her while preparing the surfaces to make noodles.

"Yes Kuro-kun? And I swear if you comment about my hair..." She said with an expression rivaling a certain red head habanero.

"No no, I just needed to talk to you about something."

"Whaddya need? If it's ramen, it's gonna be a minute."

"No, but it's kinda connected." Kuro sat their for a moment, still wondering if he should ask for help. 'fuck it, I'm not above asking for help.'

"Well me and Naruto are just eating ramen, and we aren't getting the proper nutrients we need, you already know how the village and merchants treat us."

"Are you asking me to cook for you?"

"What?" 'How did he get that?'

"Well you always eat my food and now you're having problems with your diet."

"What I was trying to ask you was if you could use my money to buy me and Naruto food."

"Oh, yeah sure." She said with a smile on her face, did Kuro ever mention she has a beautiful smile? Dense idiot.

'Que?' {A.K:Shhhh, I don't have the money to fix another wall.}

After everything regarding food was done, Kuro and Ayame hung out at the restaurant the rest of the day. Unknowingly, Kuro signed his life away to a great demon today.

-Couple of days later.-

Kuro wakes up for another day in Konoha. He starts his morning with jam and toast. The best part of the morning was listening to a panicing Naruto rush to get ready, the reason why is none other than Kuro. The prankster prince got pranked himself. He changed his clocks to be later than the actual time. He smiled while thinking 'Nothing big but still funny.'

After getting finishing his food he went to get ready for the academy himself. He wore his standard clothes, a hooded black sweater with the Uzumaki clan symbol on the back alongside black cargo pants. {I know it seems edgy but it's cheap and not screaming "Hit me." Like Naruto's clothes, no offense to mah boi}

Making his way to school with no issues, just grinding observe once more alongside his movement techniques. Strangely the system seems to be checked out.

'I haven't received a single quest in a while. Papa needs him some XP because he's weak.'

Finally making it to the academy for another day of fangirling hell. Recently due to his "Success", some of Sasuke's fangirls transitioned to Kuro.

"Hello Kuro-kun, would you like to sit with me?"

"Ignore her and sit with me."

"Shut up Mai!"

"I know you're not trying to fight Aki."

Ignoring the cat fight behind him. This is the third time this week, it's Tuesday. Kuro sat down next to Hinata like he always does. 'Benten please help get these girls away from me.' {Benten can't help you boy.}

It wasn't long after he sat down that Iruka walked into class. The day was like any other. They had history lessons, normal Taijutsu training, and the last class was about clones. The only difference was Kuro and Naruto were excluded from the practical test for the clone class.

"Can Kuro and Naruto Uzumaki stay here after the school bell rings?"

""Sure.""