Ok so here's some back round information on the characters of the book. The book being GREAT EXPECTATIONS by Charles Dickens.
Pip(Naruto): Naruto is going to portray a poor little boy who is hired to play with Ms. Havisham's ward Estella. He's kind and romantic but has an unrealistic heart and dreams. I like to think of Pip as the bitch. He's whiney and gets his ass handed to him in the first few chapter of the book not only verbally but physically. By women no less. And some crazy guy…
Estella(Sasuke): First thing, HA! Sasuke's going to play a girl. But this girl is heartless and down right mean, however, her outward appearance doesn't echo her personality. She's amazingly beautiful or whatever. Sometimes she treats Pip well, other times she excitedly tells him that she hates him. She is the ward of Ms. Havisham. Now from what I've read I can describe her in one word. Bitch. Perfect for Sasuke.
Ms. Havisham(Orochimaru): Again HA! Orochimaru's going to play a woman. A creepy woman at that. She was abandoned on her wedding day and convinces Estella to break the heart of every man she encounters. Just like how hers was broken. Creepy old woman and creepy old man go hand in hand don't you agree? Plus she's obsessed with Estella, Orochimaru is obsessed with Sasuke. It works.
Abel Magwitch " The convict" (Itachi): Abel is an escaped convict that is so impressed by Pip's display of kindness that he becomes rich and sends Pip to become a proper gentlemen. He's uneducated and quite scary. He is also the father of Estella and i'm not sure how i'm going to make that work yet...but then again i'm not including her mother so i'll make creative changes.
Compeyson(Madara): He's supposed to be the convict's partner but ends up betraying him. He doesn't really play that big of a role but he was the one who left Ms. Havisham at the alter. But I don't blame him xD
Joe Gargery(Iruka): He is a very kind man and is the blacksmith of the village(Kohona…obviously) But he is illiterate and married to Pip's sister. He is terrorized by the woman but does nothing to stop her. He cares deeply for Pip, just as Iruka cares deeply for Naruto. Its like the book knew about Naruto…weird.
Herbert Pocket(Sai): Herbert is a pale young gentlemen. He starts a fist fight with Pip when they first meet(works don't it?) But in the end they become best friends and he helps Pip become a gentlemen.
Mrs. Joe(Anko, took me awhile to think of a character for her xD): The sister of Pip. She's a super bitch who abuses Pip and Joe. I mean they're both men(This is why Pip is such a bitch) She's petty and ambitious. And longs to be something more than what she is.
Uncle Pumblechook (Kakuzu): Pip's uncle-in-law, the uncle to Joe. He's the one who takes Pip to Ms. Havisham. He's obsessed with money and brags about Pip's social status, even though he had nothing to do with it. Treasurer for Akatsuki turned into a greedy merchant, kinda the same thing.
WITHOUT FURTHER ADIEU Here's the beginning chapter. Naruto's PV Since he's Pip.
Its been many years since I've suffered under the impoverish life I once lived. But my entire life was turned upside down. Both figuratively and literally.
I sat in the dank cemetery that lay by the marshes next to the town church. The place was creepy to say the least. But I came there everyday to pay my respects to my fallen family. My mother and father I had never known and because of that fact I had be 'brought up by hand' by my older sister who made a life for herself with the village blacksmith. Even though he wasn't my true father, Iruka cared for me like I was his own. And I wanted to thank him everyday for it and regret that I did not. I looked down at my mother's gravestone and noted that over the brief time that she had died, her name had almost completely faded from it. Not like I could read it anyway, but it still would have been nice to see. Nice to try and sound out the sound of her name, feel it on my lips for the first time. I heard a slight sound behind me but paid no mind to it, probably a stray cat or something of that nature.
Before I knew what had hit me, a hand grasped my shoulder, flipping me backwards over the taller grave I was sitting upon. Its owner stared down at me using the position to gain an instant dominance over at me at once. But then again, I was just a twelve year old boy who was smaller than the rest of the boys my age so scaring me into submission must have been quite easy. His eyes were bright red and had swirling dashes that seemed to come together and hypnotize me. I broke my gaze from his and he smirked at me slightly.
" WHERE ARE YOUR PARENTS BOY? TELL ME NOW BEFORE I CUT YOUR THROAT OPEN!" Bewildered I pointed in the general direction of their graves, not knowing he wouldn't understand because it caused him to look outward at the church. " I don't see a soul."
" Well sir if you may correct the current position I am in, I may be of better use to you." He pulled me off the stone and onto my feet. I wish he hadn't though, since my legs shook for the encounter. I walked over to the graves and rested my hand on the stones. He understood then and nodded his apology. It seemed to me that I could outrun this man since he was chained at the ankles and had a slight limp but my legs wouldn't allow me to run, even though my head was screaming to do so. He paced for a moment, never once taking his eyes off of me. He stopped mid step and turned on his heel to look at me. A large smile graced his features and brought a terrified look over mine.
" So your mother and father lay there next to each other?" He asked finally. His smile made the hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention while I nodded.
" I live with my older sister and her husband, the town blacksmith." His eyes lit up at that. And they seemed to fade from red to a deep black that never ended.
" Blacksmith eh? Well I guess the question comes to whether or not I should let you live. You have seen me, a very dangerous criminal, who is very capable of murder and I need to be living in secret. What to do, what to do..." His eyes drifted over me again and I felt all my muscles tighten up as those dark eyes stared into my soul. He ceased me by the chin and made me look into his eyes.
" Do you know what vittles are?" Any voice I had then died in my throat and I could not answer him. " You know, little scraps of food? Bring me some food boy! Are you that dense? And while your at it bring me a file." He let go of my face and I backed away from him. He smirked at me before turning away from me. I could have run then, but didn't.
" Come to me tomorrow morning with what I have requested and without anyone else because if you do my friend will come and get you."
" Friend?"
" Yes, rather nasty fellow. What you thought I'd be alone? I wouldn't travel alone and besides my friend wouldn't let me leave him there on that prison boat. But he is quite the character, won't even tell me his name. But if you rat me out he'll come for you. He has a particular way of finding naughty boys like yourself. He'll creep into your home, up to your room, and you think you might be safe with the covers over your head and doors and windows locked but your wrong. Before you know it he'll be ripping out your liver and heart, and will roast and eat them like they was a Christmas goose. Do you understand?"
I nodded furiously and he nodded once himself. He turned away from me and started down a small path, with his arms wrapped around his body. I didn't release that it was so cold until I saw his breath against the dark landscape. His arms looked like they were protecting him. Protecting him from the invisible souls that reached out to capture him, drag him down into them. Breaking from my stupor, I finally willed my legs to move. And I ran all the way home.
If you could call it home that is. My sister Anko had taken on the burden of raising me since our parents died. She repeatedly reminded me that she never had to and could have let me rot in an orphanage but chose not to. She was a real horrible lady. She was thin and had some of the darkest eyes I'd ever seen. Even my convict's eyes had some kind of light. Hers were as dark as her heart. But some how she ended up marrying the kindest man that ever walked the Earth. Iruka Umino. How he ever fell for her, i'll never know and probably never comprehend. But he was the only aspect of home that I considered as such.
I walked through the door and as soon as I got a good look at him, he made a cross with his fingers. Cross, she was cross. I stilled all my movement when I heard her scream from the backyard.
" NARUTO! IS THAT YOU?!" My body ran cold as I heard the back door slam. She walked into the kitchen with the strongest glare I'd ever seen in my entire life. My breath stopped in my throat as she walked over to the fire place and grabbed an old wooden cane that had a hardened glob of wax at the end. It was aptly named ' Tickler'. She ran over to me as Iruka pushed me behind him and pressed me back behind the still open door. He took the most blows but after one particularly rough blow to my head, she stopped. She was out of breath and flustered. Iruka grabbed hold of my shoulders and set me down in a chair at the kitchen table.
" Naruto are you alright?" He asked. My head was swimming in pain but I managed to reply with a weak nod. My sister slammed dinner down on the table in front of us and we both flinched.
" Don't baby him Iruka! The little snot had it coming making me worry like I did. Where were you anyways? I had been looking for you for hours, I almost thought you had been kidnapped."
" I was at the churchyard."
" I'll send you to the churchyards alright." Iruka's muscles tensed at that but she made no movement toward me. I inwardly sighed with relief. While everyone was eating their dinner and had their eyes off of me, I stuffed my piece of bread into my pocket. Iruka didn't see my stuff it but stared down at me in disbelief that I had eaten it so fast. I flashed a sheepish grin at him and he voiced his complaint.
" Naruto you shouldn't eat so fast, you'll hurt make yourself sick you will." Anko rose from her place at the table and walked over to the cupboard. She pulled out a bottle of tar-water and poured a rather large glass. She walked over to me and pinched my mouth open, forcing me to swallow the disgusting concoction. That's when I felt it, the horrible urge that always comes after drinking it. I ran outside and vomited in the middle of the yard. Anko and Iruka watched as I regurgitated everything I had eaten that entire day. I knew Iruka wanted to come out comfort me but Anko wouldn't let him.
I panted out on the lawn for a few moments before I walked back to the house. My sister had already cleared the plates and was about to send me to my room up in the attic. But I beat her to it. I flopped down onto my bed and shut my eyes. But then a horrible realization dawn on me. I still had to steal food for my convict and meet him in the morning.
I hadn't slept that night. My fear of the young man my convict had told me about haunted me far too much to sleep. Instead I went downstairs at some ghastly hour of the morning and began my search for food for my convict. Every step I took down the stairs made a squeak that reminded me of my crime.
Step. " THIEF!"
Step. " LIAR!"
Step. " Turn back."
Somehow I managed to make it down all the stairs and as an added bonus neither Anko nor Iruka woke up to see me pilfer any of the goods my convict needed. I grabbed a half loaf of bread, and pulled out the bottle of brandy, pouring it into a separate bottle and refilled the actual bottle itself with tar-water. I mentally smirked to myself, my sister was the only one who drank the brandy. Once I had complied everything I jumped out the window and ducked into Iruka's forgery. I looked around for a moment and finally found what I was looking for. The file hung on the wall and was surrounded by other useful tools that he used. I grabbed it quickly before heading for the churchyard.
It was foggy that morning and I was in a daze. I couldn't find my convict anywhere and since he didn't give me an exact location. I wandered around the churchyard wondering if I should call out to him but deep inside me I knew I shouldn't. That's when I saw the black hair swinging in the breeze. I ran to it and saw that it wasn't my convict but another man. I realized then that it was the nasty young man. He saw me and tried to say something to me but I turned on my heel and ran away from him. I didn't know how long I ran and if he was chasing me or not but all I knew was, get away from him.
That's when I ran smack into my convict. Running into him made me fall back onto my butt and I looked up at him, he was smirking at me.
" Did you bring what I asked of you?" I nodded and handed him everything I had promised. The food was taken from my hand before I could properly hand it to him. He ate the bread quickly and after the food disappeared from his hand I pulled out the bottle of brandy for him. He took it from me and took a large sip. He made a slight face and nodded his approval to me. And then I gave him the final item. The file.
" Why didn't you share with your friend? I saw him not to far from here..." I said tilting my head back towards the cemetery. He stopped all movement and looked at me with eyes that had lost their calm black demeanor.
" TELL ME NOW! WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE?" His desperate tone took me back a bit. And that's when I realized that I hadn't really gotten that great of a look at him.
" Uh well, he had black hair and was dressed in a gray suit I believe. And he wasn't wearing a hat but he was wearing an orange mask that was swirled." That set my convict into a panic and he began to file harshly at his chains. He being distracted as he was gave me the opportunity to leave. The sound of him filing could be heard at the road.
When I arrived at my home there was a carriage outside. The horse whined at me and I gently rubbed his nose. I recognized the carriage to be Uncle Kakuzu. Well, he was Iruka's uncle but was related to me by marriage. However, my sister would not allow me to call him 'uncle' because I was not related by blood, but it didn't make any sense since my sister called him as such.
I walked into the house and everyone stared at me. I assume there was a smirk on uncle Kakuzu's face but one couldn't tell due to the fact he covered his mouth constantly with a scarf. He was afraid of the many diseases one could catch being around others too long. He patted a seat next to me which I took with no questions asked.
" Naruto, I've been informed that you are needed to become the playmate of Old Orochimaru. He wants you specifically to play with his young ward."
Old Orochimaru was the richest man in this entire village. I'd passed his massive house many time and experience much pain and suffering inside of it. But I being young and foolish didn't realize that agreeing to the position would be perhaps my greatest mistake or the best thing that had ever happened in my entire life.
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AND THAT'S WHERE I'M STOPPING! I hope you enjoyed the chapter. ANYWAY IT WILL GET MUCH MORE SUSPENSEFUL AS TIME GOES ON!! and just to let you know this story is supposed to span many years so it might seem like I'm going fast but in fact I'm trying to cram every important detail in there.
Naruto: Wow there are a lot of characters involved in this...
Me: Yes I know but a lot of the Naruto characters actually fit the descriptions of characters and how they act. Its actually quite creepy.
Naruto: What do you mean?
Me: well its just the idiosyncrasy of each character matches with at least one character from Naruto. But that being said, Naruto can be considered literary in some aspects so its not surprising. This was Hitoko-Sama
Naruto: WAIT HITOKO-SAMA I HAD SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!!
Me: What?
Naruto: Congratulations! You passed the COMPASS college test!
Me: OMG I KNOW!! -jumps up and down- I ROCK