Years later, a nameless chunin entered his apartment after a long mission. He had just gotten back from an escort mission to Yuki no Kuni. While the mission was a bust, he had managed to get his hands on some scrolls. You see, the man they were escorting was a collector of jutsu scrolls and was looking for several new ones to add to his large collection that he always kept with him. Sadly, the local shinobi didn't like that at all. During the confusion the chunin was able to grab two random scrolls and make a break for it.
The chunin walked over to his kitchen table and sat down. He then reached into his bag and pulled them out. One had the Suna symbol on it while the other had the Yuki symbol on it. Deciding to open the Suna one first, he breaks the seal and began to read it.
"What the hell?" he shouted aloud. Inside the scroll were several wind jutsus that were C to B rank. There was a defensive one, and two offensive ones. He, on the other hand, was and earth user and had a harder time with jutsus that involved water and wind. Also, he was hoping for something more powerful to impressive everyone when he finally took the jonin exam. He set the scroll down and opened the other. This one held only Hyoton: Kokuryubo Fusetsu, an A rank jutsu. However, this jutsu used a lot of chakra and his two worst elements. In his frustration, he threw both the scrolls out his window.
Meanwhile, a five year old Naruto was outside looking through the trash for food. He had been living on his own for a few weeks since he had been kick out of the orphanage. He was given a weekly allowance to pay for his own food and stuff, but the villagers would only sell him stuff far worse than the stuff he was looking at now. Plus, they would take every dime he had.
Suddenly, he felt something hit him on the head. Two something's to be precious. Naruto rubbed the top of his head and saw the scrolls. He opened the first one and came to realize something. He didn't know how to read! Picking up both scrolls in his tiny arms, he ran off to the only person who would help him.
Sarutobi was in his office with his paper work when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," he said. A moment later he saw Naruto in a dirty oversized shirt and blue shorts holding two scrolls. "Ah, what can I do for you today Naruto?"
"Ojisan, could you read these scrolls to me," asked Naruto. "I think there stories because they have pictures."
The Hokage chuckled as he picked up the child and set him on his lap. He then opened the first scroll and then looked over at Naruto who was staring at him wide eyed, eager to hear a story.
"I'm sorry but these are jutsu scrolls," said Sarutobi. "Where did you get them?"
"I was looking for some food and they fell out of the sky," said Naruto as he waved his hands around. "They hit me on the head and it hurt. What's a 'jutsu'?"
Sarutobi sighed. No matter what he did, life didn't get better for the boy as he had hoped. The children mirrored the actions of the adults and began to hate Naruto for no reason. Even when he gave him his own place, things were difficult for him. Then, a thought entered his head.
"Well Naruto," he said at last. "They are really cool powers that shinobi have."
"What?" cried the boy. "That's not fair. I want powers too!"
"Oh, are you sure?" asked the Hokage innocently. "I mean there is a lot of work needed to become a shinobi. And, if you work hard enough, you become a Hokage like me."
"Really?" asked Naruto. He had seen how people treated the old man for a while. They would bow to him and say nice things. He always had nice clouting and a nice place to stay. He had always wondered why and if being a shinobi did that then it might work for him. "Ojisan, I want to become a shinobi."