Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto. Don't want to.
Summary: The Yondaime sealed the Kyuubi into a newborn, Uzumaki Negiko. Thus condemning her to suffer the hatred of the villagers of Konoha.
However, with a crazyass bigbrother like Naruto to look after her, life might not be so bad after all.
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Prolouge:
Sarutobi - the third and newly reinstated hokage of Konoha - sighed. Not had the roars of the Kyuubi died down before they were replaced by those of an angry mob demanding the death of the very child they owed their lives to. Taking a drag on his pipe, he couldn't help but admit to himself..: Humans are indeed petty creatures.
Tuning out the noise from outside, the hokage cast a clance on the crib in the room... and the boy who sat next to it seemingly staring into space. Sarutobi sighed again, pitying the blond child. Though the first and sole possessor of a Genesis Limit (in other words: a newly created Bloodline Limit) he may be, he was still only 4 years old. And in the course of a few hours he had witnessed his mother die after giving birth, his father sacrificing himself, and the newborn...
The boy's head turned slowly over to the crib and the child who had just started wailing, and seemed to walk up to it in a trance-like state. The hokage watched him warily as he stared down on the infant with hollow eyes. Did he blame the child? Would he try to do something drastic? Sarutobi prepared himself to spring into action at a moment's notice, praying that it wouldn't be necessary. Praying that... Praying that...
The boy seemed to jolt out of his stupor as the child in the crib had grabbed onto his finger with her small hand, giggling happily at the attention. And as a smile spread onto the boy's face, the hokage smiled as well, thinking that somehow - someway - things might work out alright.
End Prologue.
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NEGIKO - NARUTO, THE DEMON SHIELD
Chapter 1.
Morning was brewing over Konoha, and most of it's inhabitants were preparing themselves to face the new day. However, that could Not be said for one Uzumaki Naruto, 15 years old and already one of Konoha's most renowned elite-ninjas. Jounin, and an extraordinary one at that!
"Snooree Mhe. Buggah... zhome ramen'd be nizhe...snooree"
...Though you really couldn't tell by looking at him at the moment.
"Oniichan? Oniichan? It's morning. Time to wake up," a voice called, melodious like that of an angel.
"Snoooooreeee"
...A fact that was COMPLETELY lost on it's target.
"Oniichan. Oniichan, wake up," the angel persisted.
"Zzzz, mhua? Myxplitix... murrr zzzz" was all the response the jounin gave as he rolled over on his futon.
"Dammit, Oniichan! Get the Hell up!!!" thump!
"Gi-Kurk?! Uwaaa!"
When you want a person's attention, there's really nothing quite as pursuasive as a kick to the head.
After rubbing his sore scalp Naruto finally sat up, looking at the young girl towering over him. She was about 11 to 12 years old (though she seemed a little short for the age), had electric blue eyes, and light green hair tied into two short pigtails at the sides of her head. Her cheeks had whisker-like marks, and at the moment she was also sporting an impressive, albeit cute frown.
"Damn it, Negiko..." Naruto yawned. "Was it really necessary to KICK me awake?"
"You bet it was!" The girl accused. "If I didn't do this you'd oversleep!"
"But it's my day Off..." Naruto whined. "I'm allowed to sleep as long as I want to."
"You may not have anything to do today, but I have the academy to go to. Oniichan, you're almost never home in the mornings. When you DO have a day off, I'd expect you to at least keep your own little sister company through breakfast!" Negiko countered, her frown turning into a pout at the end. Being an elite-ninja had it's costs, thus it was often Naruto had to spend time away from the village, sometimes for weeks, though he always tried to come back as soon as possible.
Relenting at Negiko's pout, Naruto pulled himself off his futon with a sigh and the two siblings sat down in the kitchen.
"And no ramen! You need to eat something more healthy for breakfast, Oniichan." Negiko chided, as one would a small child.
"Aw, man..."
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The breakfast itself went by peacefully consisting of small-talk and discussions, though mostly onesided as Naruto kept dozing off only to jerk awake right before he fell face-first into his cereal-bowl. Finishing her food, Negiko rinsed of her plate and headed out the door waving goodbye to her brother. Though looking like he could barely stay awake, he returned the gesture from where he sat and Negiko was off.
Running down the streets, Negiko was greeted with a few hellos and good mornings from the odd shopkeeper or villager. There were a fair amount of other people who scowled after her, but none did so to her face. She kept running, calling cheerfully to her friend as she spotted her waiting at a corner.
Said friend, one Hyuuga Hinata, seemed to start a little as if she had been in deep thoughts, before smiling shyly back, greeting her with a nod.
"G-good morning Negiko-chan."
"Morning, Hinata-chan," Negiko greeted cheerfully. "Waited long?"
"A... a few minutes, yes."
"Ah, sorry about that. Nii-chan was impossible to wake up. You'd think he'd gone into coma on the mornings he's off-duty," Negiko said, her brow lowering at the thought.
Hinata giggled at that. "Your brother is a jounin after all. It's understandable that he would want to relax as much as possible on those days," she said, smiling sweetly.
"But Still, there are Limits!" Negiko half-shouted. "Honestly, you're beeing much too lenient whenever Naruto-nii is...!" and the conversation seemed to halt there as nearly half the street suddenly jumped and froze in place, looking scared out of their wits.
"... You ever notice that these things seem to happen whenever someone mentions Nii-chan's name in public?" Negiko softly said after a few moments of silence.
"N-not that I've noticed," Hinata answered, though her eyes stated otherwise.
"..."
"..."
Negiko finally broke the silence. "Aw, screw it. Let's get going already before we're late for class!"
Saying that, she grabbed the other girl's arm. The other girl nodded, and the two dashed down the streets.
Only when they were out of sight did those who froze earlier resume their movements, constantly sending worried glances over their shoulders as if making sure some horrible predator wouldn't come after them.
And back at the apartment, one person could be found at the breakfast-table, face-down in his cereal-bowl. Not letting the lack of air deter his sleep in the slightest, he was Uzumaki Naruto.
End chapter 1.
Author's notes: This was written as a twist on the usual "Naruko"-genre. By making Naruto himself an older brother-character, I aimed for the main char to be something else than just a wang-less Naruto. Meaning: their personalities are FAR from the same.
To tell the truth, this is my first fanfic. Ever.