Uzu: Don't like don't read and I'll be updating both stories soon.
Disclamer: I don't own Naruto.
A scream of pure agony pieced the cold night air. A series of whimpers followed closely after. I broke into a sprint. That sounded awfully like a child.
I have not even been for a day and now I am already interfering with the timeline. Stupid Yondaime, what kind of deal is this you cheapskate. I got there and froze in anger at what I see. It so horrible, saying it would make me puke.
I run and get the little blond haired boy and then start full out running down the street away from the monsters that did this to him. I can hear their foot falls. So much for shinobi.
I'm nearing the Hokage's tower in the village. At this point I jump to the roof closest to the me using a couple of garbage cans. Then risking it all, I jumped and while in mid-air I curl up into a ball thus protecting the boy from receiving more injures. I break a window in the process landing in the office and crashing what I was sure was a Jounin meeting, glass shards digging deeper into my back at the my impact with the floor. The ANBU recognizing me as a threat surround me quickly, one of them pointing the tip of their blade into my neck drawing a bit of blood.
I hear someone yelling orders, my eyesight going a bit blurry. I uncurl myself before I forgot about the child, the ANBU presses the blade further in my neck. I wince, damn that hurt. The orders got louder and more frantic.
"Help him." I say nearly going unconscious a small smile on my face. The orders ceased and I fell asleep or died. Naah, I can't die.
Uzu: Please review. Flames are allowed unless they don't make sense.
Naruto: Yea what Nee-chan said!
*Uzu and Team 7 sweatdrop*