Mahito?

'Mahito?' I thought as I turned around. My vision slowly returned, and I saw a young boy who looked about 12 years old and chubby. The boy was looking at me like I was insane, a look I was used to after the life I lived. His face was very plain, with freckles and a slightly crooked nose, but, for some reason, he seemed taller than me.

"Mahito, you're acting even stupider than usual, and that's saying something," The brat said as he sucked in a snot bubble back into his nose. 

"Mahito? Why do you keep calling me that, where are we?" I asked, turning my head to the side, wondering where and why I was here. Slowly, I started to remember what happened.

"THAT FUCKER! He poisoned me!" I shouted as I remembered the feeling of falling into darkness. 'Wait, where am I then?' I look around and notice I'm in a playground. Swings, sand, and slides, the whole works. 

"Damn, you are an idiot, Mahito is your name, dumbass, and we're at the village playground." The boy took a step closer to me and grabbed me by the collar, lifting me to my tip-toes. "And you stole my lunch!" He said, pointing to a half-eaten sandwich on the ground.

"Wait, village, what village?" I asked, ignoring his question, unfazed by his threat.

"The Hidden Leaf, dumbass," He said as he reeled his fist back to hit me. Before he could react, my foot found itself firmly planted in his no-no square, and his grip on my collar quickly loosened. I landed on my feet as he let go and I quickly looked at my hands. They're slender and pale, nothing like before. 

'The Hidden Leaf... That's Naruto.' I thought as I dusted the dirt off of my pants, uncaring for the brat holding his crotch and heaving for air in front of me. 'There's no way, right?' I think as I look up at the sun again, this time It's starting to set. The sun slowly hides itself behind a mountain in the distance and as Its glare slowly disappears, my eyes widen. Etched into the mountain, are four faces. 'Hokage Mountain... FUCK!! Why Naruto!?' I yelled at the sky as I gripped the sides of my head.' I barely know anything about it! Jjk would've been so much more fun! All the killing, it's way better!' at this moment, I found myself, instead of freaking out or denying reality, wanting to be in the story I love so much more. 

"After all the bribing and everything just to get one volume of Jjk into prison, just to get sent to Naruto," I said aloud, sighing 'well, this isn't so bad, Naruto has a way darker side that's not shown, the main audience was kids so they couldn't but at its heart this about ninjas and bloodthirsty warriors. I can work with this.' The kid on the ground was finally able to sit up. He looked at me with eyes of pain, malice, and a bit of fear.

"Oh, I'm gonna beat you unrecognizable!" He yelled. 

"Kid, threats don't mean a whole lot when you're holding your crotch while crying like a baby." I reached down and grabbed his hair, yanking it enough to cause him pain. "Now tell me everything you know about myself."

"W-what're you talking about?" I roll my eyes and pull his hair more, not answering him. "Ow ow okay! Y-you're Mahito. We live at the same orphanage, but you're younger than me. So we don't interact often, and you took my lunch today. That's all I know!" 

I let go of his hair and smiled as I spoke 

"And where is the orphanage?" -