Naruto Uzumaki. The last of his family. Even if he had a family. At least that's not what he thought. It was difficult for him. Ever since he was little, he had to take care of himself. No help, no friends ... well, life can be that bad. So whenever he thought of the Kyuubi that was in him, he always thought of the fourth Hokage. He was his idol. But once Naruto had a clue ... he thought the fourth almost exactly how he looked. But he didn't know what that meant. He was put in the chunin test next month against Neji Hyuuga. He had a cousin, but Naruto didn't really care. He didn't know her. He sat in bed and thought about the exam. Then his past. When he was very little, so he was six or seven, he had saved a kidnapped girl. It wasn't a coincidence. He had also been kidnapped, and the girl was just under the same roof. He had freed himself, and then he saw the girl.She was pretty tender. She had hundreds of scratches and the kidnapper's accomplice was just about to hold a knife at her neck to keep it quiet.