Ok, my first fic, I have read a lot of stuff on the site, and thought it was time I had ago.
The brown haired boy awoke on his feathered mattress scratching his nose. He sat up sleepily, looking out the window at the sun rising over the city "Good morning mister sun!" he said aloud, before his mother walked in.
"Happy birthday Kiba!" She shouted before rushing over to give the five year old his birthday hug. Kiba remembered it was his special day and grinned. "Now hurry up and get changed, we're going to go see your sister like I promised." Kiba jumped out of bed and grabbed his pants, clumsily putting them on and throwing a t-shirt on the wrong way.
"Ready!" Kiba shouted happily. His mother rolled her eyes playfully, turning the shirt the right way round.
"Hanna is making us a fry up, so we will eat when we get there," she handed him his little blue shoes "Come on Kiba it's time to go." He put them on, fixing the Velcro straps, before following his mother out the front door into the city of Konoha.
Konoha was the largest city in the fire nation; it had grown from a small village populated by warriors called ninja, to a large city, where one was either rich or poor, with little in between. It was devoid of the magic it had once held, save the still common belief in the legend of the nine tails fox that had occurred 400 years ago to the day.
The two walked through the rich suburb they lived in, Kiba's mother saying hello to its various occupants, some of which also wished Kiba a happy birthday. The houses here were very clean and the area was safe, but on the way to Hanna's suburb, they had to walk through a much poorer area. "Stay close to Mommy," she said worriedly, looking around at the graffiti on the walls.
Kiba did as he was told, sensing the fear in his mother's voice and behaviour. She quickened her pace, and Kiba let his mind wonder to his sister, and eventually, when his mother took a left turn, he continued forwards into a very dark alley way.
"Mommy how far are we…" he looked up where his mother should be, and then all around the alleyway. Just then a little blonde boy of about Kiba's age appeared, with ragged black jeans and a ripped t-shirt, his face was dirty and he was very skinny.
"Are you Ok?" he asked softly, causing Kiba to turn round sharply. Kiba looked upon the boy fearfully, "Umm, my name is Naruto," he smiled in a way which would make the most cynical of people trust him.
"Umm, I'm called Kiba. Have you seen my Mommy?" Kiba asked blushing and looking at the floor. The blonde looked at Kiba sympathetically.
"I don't think so," Naruto replied sadly "but I'm sure she will come back for you soon," he sat on the floor, and patted the ground next to him, signalling for Kiba to sit with him.
"Where's your Mommy?" Kiba asked Naruto naively. Naruto looked at him, and scratched the side of his face.
"Oh, I don't have a Mommy," he replied with only the slightest hint of sadness in his voice. Kiba decided to change the subject, and pulled out a packet of sweets from his coat.
"Would you like to share this with me?" Kiba asked softly, and Naruto nodded happily, he really was starving. Kiba opened the packet and put it on the ground between them, "I like the little cola bottle ones, they're really sugary," he smiled as the two ate the sweets together. When they were about half way through the packet, Kiba's mother came running in shouting his name.
"Oh Kiba thank goodness," She picked him up, looking seriously at him "I have told you that you are not to talk to people like this," she looked at the frightened blonde, before slapping Kiba harshly round the face, drawing a tear from his eye. "And you stay here where you belong, you little scum bag." She gave the homeless blonde a sharp kick in the stomach, who doubled over in agony, the kick was way too much for a boy his age. He looked up at Kiba, begging him with his eyes to stay and help, but Kiba was dragged away to his sister's house none the less.
W'okay so tell me what you think and whether I should continue this.