A/N:okay everyone, just tell me what you think but beware, flames will be used to burn my dinner…..I mean cook *laughs nervously*
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The normally colorful and bright village of Konohagakure, was now dark and stormy. The wind howled and the rain crashed down around me as I walked though that gates. No one was walking in the streets. All the streets were empty, the stores all seemed to be closed. I should have thought as much. No one in their right mind would walk around in a storm this big.
Storms like these weren't very common. Usually, the days were warm and with a slight pleasant breeze. The nights would still be warm, although a bit cooler. Were this any other night, I wouldn't have minded walking through every street in Konoha but of course, it was the night that I had returned.
It's ironic, the night that I return to my village after 5 years of being gone and its storming. I won't let the storm stop me from walking slowly through the streets and take my time on my way to the Hokage's office.
My, how things have changed. The Village was mostly rebuilt, almost to the point where, to someone who has never walking into konoha, would believe that nothing had ever happened here. That there was no destruction. But I knew better. I saw the destruction. I saw the flames and death. This konoha that I walk through is so similar but so different. It has the same road but one or two new ones. That shop that one the corner, used to be a Shabu-shabu restaurant, and now it's a clothing store.
To me, this Konoha is unrecognizable. So much has changed. But I needed to come back, although I wasn't sure why.
Don't get me wrong. I love my village and I would come back in a heartbeat if it ever needed me to help defend it. But right now, it's a time of peace. There is no war.
There is also the fact that my Onii-san was gone, along with Kushi-onee-san and—
No! I thought with a shake of the head, It's over, It's done with. I will not think about it again, no more tears!
But something was calling me to the village again. Something was telling me that I was needed but I haven't the faintest idea of why. The village was already coming alone well and, to my knowledge, there has not been threats to the village in over a year.
The wind suddenly blew harshly on my umbrella, causing it to fly away. With a sigh, I ran after it.
I ran into an ally way where the umbrella had flown.
"Geez" I couldn't help but mutter loudly. I began to walk to the end if the alleyway, were I spotted my umbrella, and that's when I heard it.
I swore that I heard a whimper.
I paused my walking and looked around. There was nothing but I sensed it. There was someone here but by the sound that someone made, he or she must have been scared.
I kept walking, slowly and soundlessly, all the way to the end of the alleyway and then I heard it again. The same sound, quiet and drowned out by the storm raging but still there, coming this time from my left.
I bent down, grabbed my umbrella, straightened, and then turned around. All my movement were slowly carried out, not wanting to cause further fear to the person hiding.
I walked slowly to where I heard the sound. On my left, where a dumpster was against the wall. There was a box, sitting right next to it. Inside the box sat a child. A child.
Disbelief took over almost immediately. Why would a child, who looked frightened and dirty, be sitting in a box, in the middle to a storm?
Then came anger but I shoved it down as fast as it came. I can't get angry now, no need to scare him or her even more.
I walked closer to the child and watched as he (I think) curled up into tighter a ball.
Once I was in front I crouched down and kneeled in front of the box, using the umbrella to shield me and the box form anymore rain and ignoring the muddy floor.
"It's okay, little one, I'm not going to hurt you" I said softly. The rain was now a drizzle. I could talk softly now.
The boy peeked out from above his knees and looked at me. I could see it now, under all that dirt, his hair was more than likely blond and his eyes were the bluest I had ever seen. But I could see more than that. Bruises on his cheeks and arms.
Kami-sama, I thought, no longer able to hold back my anger, who would beat a child.
The child whimpered again and curled up, if even possible, tighter. I forced the emotion down, my anger could wait.
"Shhh, little one, I'm not angry at you. You're cold, right? It's raining and Its late. I'm not sure why you are outside but, if you like, I could take you inside with me. I'll give you some warm food." I said as gently as I could. That's when I saw it.
The child, uncurled and looked at me. Two huge blue eyes and a mob of muddy blonde hair.
And whisker marks.
I blinked.
Blue eye and blonde hair like my long dead Onii-san and whisker marks.
My eyes soften to the child even more.
"Come now," I said to the child, holding my hand out. He took my hand and I helped him out if the box. His hands were freezing.
"Hold on a minute," I said. While shrugging of my jacket and wrapping it around the small child and lifted him up, "There! That must feel better."
The child looked up at me, his blue eyes still showing a bit of fear but also curiosity, surprise and, mostly, sleepiness.
"Sleep for now. I won't let anyone hurt you now." I said softly. The child looked at me and gave me a small smile. He laid his little head on my shoulder and fell off the world of sleep. I closed my umbrella. The rain stopped.
I changed my direction from the main path and took a right straight to the Namikaze clan home.
The Hokage can wait 'til morning, I thought while looking down to the little boy I carried, this child needs a home first.
I looked up to the hokage mountain and looked at the fourth head and smiled.
I'm home, Minato nii-san.