Ignition
Summary: Naruto Uzumaki is a hot tempered successor of the infamous Namikaze Clan. Sasuke Uchiha is the youngest son of the Uchiha Family, an elite group of protective services. At the hand of an overprotective father and meddling Uchiha mother the two are forced together despite bitter history and they will like it!
_Beginning of Chapter_
Shikamaru glanced warily at the group of people surrounding the trio at a rapid pace, keeping a mental count. 12, 13, 14...ahh 15.
A glob of spit and mucus landed right next to a well worn converse sneaker and Shikamaru mentally shuddered. How disgusting.
"Well well well, if it isn't the Uzumaki brat come with his two little girlfriends. Don't you know it's almost your bed time?"
Shikamaru dragged a lazy eye to glare at the man who was currently leading them back home from the arcade. It would be the idiot's fault that they would get ganged up so late in the day. Why had Shikamaru even bothered being the blonde's friend when he obviously brought nothing but troublesome conflicts along wherever he went?
"Heh." Said blonde was a 6 ft 2 tan body of pure lean muscle and the face of rugged handsomeness with blonde spikes framing his face flawlessly. He was 22 years old but acted much like a toddler at times and don't even get Shikamaru started on the idiot's appetite for a good brawl. His suddenly dark blue eyes trailed up the tall and lanky pale man with boredom, "Zabuza," his lips exercised dramatically with the name. "Didn't I waste you good just last week? I mean, I know I'm great looking, but damn I need my space."
Kiba, the shaggy haired brunette with the triangle tattoos on his cheeks rolled his brown eyes and huffed. "I promised Mom I wouldn't fight today blondie, you better help me keep my word." he reminded once again.
Before the trio could blink an all out war was going on in the open street, everyone knew cops could come at any moment, but they also knew that cops wouldn't. The mere knowledge is what gave the attackers the guts to bring out steel bats and knives but without realizing what had happened most of them were down on the ground howling in pain.
Shikamaru gave Kiba one good stare to make sure no one tried to approach him -Mama Inuzaka was a crazy bitch- before turning to see Naruto grinning and flexing his fists before winking at him. "Nice footwork Shika, wanna teach me to dance later?"
The brunette sucked his teeth with his tongue and pointed at Zabuza, "Take care of 'im idiot, I wanna lay down."
Naruto's crooked grin was full of pure malice, "Roger that."
Zabuza brought out his giant sword and glared at him. "Come at me Uzumaki. I have Kubikiribocho today, and I wont lose."
Naruto was bounded for him within a heartbeat, speed amazingly inhuman and his fist collided with the blade as the older man turned to stab him. He quickly recovered his footing and while using the bandaged man's body for leverage, jumped and twisted over him with relative ease. While behind him, he knocked the man's grip lose on the hilt of the sword while simultaneously kicking the back of his knee forcing him to lower himself so he could attack three pressure points on his neck and successfully knocking him unconscious.
As the man slumped forward at Naruto's feet, the blonde frowned.
Kiba eyed him unsure, "You alright Naru?"
Naruto held his hand up, showing off the nice slice the sword had taken off his hand. "Ouchie!"
Shikamaru's temper flared uncharacteristically, "Are you fucking kidding me Uzumaki?"
Naruto pouted and turned into the brat that he usually was within seconds, "Shika, it hurts." Tears began pouring out of his eyes and snot dribbled down to his chin. "Make the pain stop."
"Deal with it yourself, I'm going home." Shikamaru turned on his heel and was ready to stroll off when the bigger blonde attached himself to his leg.
Now Shikamaru was strong, and he could technically lift Naruto on dead weight alone, but getting rid of the vice grip that Uzumaki had on his calf, Shikamaru knew would be impossible having had quite a few years to test it out.
"Shikamaru." Naruto whined again and Kiba snarled with laughter. Shikamaru's eye twitched with irritation. This day had gone on for long enough.
"Naruto, this it the 8th fight we've gotten into just today. Do you understand that you're making more and more enemies and not any friends?" Shikamaru hissed crouching down so he was face to face with the moron.
Naruto's blue eyes slid away, "I only need you and Kiba to be my friends."
Shikamaru sighed and patted the man's head. "Get up so we can go bandage your hand."
The worst thing about dealing with the Uzumaki was dealing with his parents. While most of the time they were not present in the comfortable five bedroom house, when they were, it was Hell.
Instantly Kiba slowed his car as they got closer to the light blue house and gulped. "Mom and Pops are home."
Shikamaru cursed and Naruto brightened. "Woohoo, Home cooked ramen!"
While Naruto raced up the steps to his lovely home Kiba and Shikamaru mildly considered running away, but they knew they would be found and their actions punished, so they took a deep breath and trudged to their doom.
"Parents, I'm home!" Naruto sing-songed once he entered the modern home, decorated in pastel colors and ancient art.
Kushina was the first to show up, long red hair tied into two braids, an apron covering the blue dress she wore and heels tapping softly on the floor. "Naru-chan!" She squealed and was about to wrap him into a tight embrace when she noticed the blood dripping on her freshly mopped wooden floor. "BRAT!" She screamed. "Why must you ruin my perfectly clean floor with your filthy blood?"
Naruto gave her a goofy grin, "Sorry my beautiful mother!"
"Blood?" The growl made both friends freeze with anticipation and fear.
Through the arched doorway leading to the kitchen, a blonde man the spitting image of Naruto, only much older and with longer hair took up most room. His shadow cast upon the cherry wood floor and the lion rug, then nearly engulfed the recently college graduates. Cerulean eyes were bright with anger and worry as they snapped to the dripping wound of Naruto's hand.
"What happened?" He hissed the question like a snake ready to snap at its prey.
Naruto used his free hand to scratch nervously at his neck. "Paper cut?" He tried.
While usually this was the point where Minato began shouting profanities and stating his disappointment at his two best friends for failing to protect his only child from getting into yet another pointless brawl that could get brought up to the Namikaze Clan and cause grief that would take years to put out, the elder blonde man recollected himself, retracting his shadow as he re-entered the kitchen.
Kiba, Shikamaru and Naruto all gave each other a confused stare while Kushina deflated from her own anger and shooed them away tiredly to get the young blonde bandaged up.
On the top floor of the five bedroom house 3 rooms lined the left side of the house while a huge bathroom that included a jacuzzi large enough for five took up the right. Naruto usually bunked in the very last room unless he was too drunk to get to it then he usually crashed in the first guest room. But the second guest bedroom for the majority of the part stayed unused.
His parents liked the space they had downstairs, if by some miracle they were in town, to be as loud as they pleased when engaging in physical activity as Naruto liked to think of it and it always seemed to work out just fine.
The single door for the bathroom was installed right in front of the second guest bedroom, and as the trio turned to enter none failed to notice the suitcases and duffel bags dropped in the entry way of the usually empty room.
"Is someone staying here?" Kiba asked Naruto dumbfounded.
Even with the extensive family that was the Namikaze Clan no one had ever stayed at Naruto's personal house.
Minato and Kushina always wanted him to grow out of the family business, and although Naruto's grandfather, Namikaze Hiruzen always was against it openly he did not stop them when they gave the boy the last name Uzumaki instead of the prestigious name of Namikaze and raised him in a different location away from the old man's overpowering gaze. This lifestyle of Naruto not knowing his real roots lasted until by cosmic coincidence Naruto saved his grandfather from drowning after a stroke while on summer vacation with Shikamaru and Kiba to the big city of Konoha. Once they had arrived at the hospital Hiruzen waited until both of Naruto's parent's showed up to let the then 16 year old boy know of his connection to the leadership of Konoha and asked him if he wished to stay.
At first Naruto was angered by his parents' deception but came around to terms with the facts it was probably done for his own good and decided to finish college before making his decision. Now recently graduated he had decided to re join the family but would not begin his real training until after the summer was over. Minato making sure Naruto understood that this was the last normal summer he would have and the last chance to change his mind.
" I don't think so." Naruto shrugged it off momentarily and took out the first aid kit, then began to wash it while Kiba prepared the medical supplies.
Once they were finished tending to Naruto's cut they retraced their steps downstairs, Kiba and Shikamaru bidding the family goodbye before peeling out of the driveway in Kiba's souped up 1973 Pontiac Firebird they probably should have taken to the arcade.
Naruto turned back to his parents bright and cheery. "What are we having for dinner?"
Kushina grinned. "Chicken beef ramen, with a side of your bitter disappointment."
The smile that had taken up Naruto's face vanished instantly. His mother was dreadfully honest when it came to answering with a grin. It was her thing. His eyes darted to his father, who hummed as he went back into the kitchen, followed by his giggling evil mother.
After a short struggle in the decision whether to run and hide in his room and miss his mother's cooking or suffer through what would upset him heavily Naruto sighed and followed his parents.
His stomach sometimes thought too much for his brain was Naruto's conclusion when he entered the aroma filled room and his eyes landed on what seemed to him the most terrible punishment in form of a person, ever.
"Hello, dead-last." A pleasant smile spread over the dark haired man's face and his eyes seemed to twinkle with the knowledge of how much his presence affected the blonde man.
"What the fuck?" Naruto's curse word rang through the room, earning a disapproving shake from his father and an even more evil grin from the red headed woman Naruto would rename the devil.
Black and Cobalt eyes clashed. Tension striking both bodies as history passed between the stare-down.
"Naruto, Sasuke is your new body guard."
What were his parents thinking?
_Chapter End_
A/N: Wowzers, it's totally been a long time since I've actually uploaded a story I found to be worth your time. I'm having a lot of fun with this one and am loving every second that I spend with it. I hope you all enjoy the oncoming adventures of our young heroes as much as do and stick with me through my unusual uploading patterns. I missed you guys so much. Can't wait to hear your input on the first chapter either, so drop me something!