(Ok guys. First time I've tried writing in a while, so please give me tips and tell me what I'm doing wrong. Nicely though. I don't learn with rudeness -^-)
It was another day in the peaceful village of Konohagakure. The sun was shining, the birds singing, everyone had a smile on their faces. Well...Not everyone. Underneath the peaceful illusion of a village someone important to the future of the entire world was right now running for their life.
"Get away from me!" Young Naruto cried, terrified of his chasers. He took a quick glance backwards and saw the ravenous citizens gaining. Why did they hate him so much? What could he have possibly done? Did it really warrant him being called a demon? Well he didn't know, but what he did understand is he was in real danger if they caught up to him. He picked up a burst of speed, fleeing as fast as his little five year old legs could carry him
'I gotta get out of here!' he hurriedly thought. His eyes widened as an alley came within his sight. 'escape?' He didn't know if it was a potential road to safety or his road to hell but it he had to take the chance or he would get caught anyway. 'If I survive this I'm making a lot of getaways around this village, I'm tired of being cornered' he noted absently.
With a final rush he bolted towards the entrance to what he hoped would be the path to his safety. He turned the corner and into the dark alley, desperately searching for a vantage point he can use to hide or vade his pursuers. Alas as he reached the end of the alley a cold metal fence stared him in the face too high to climb over. He took a final look around pleading for kami to give him one break and give him anything to try and hide in. Sadly all the alley was is a home for weeds and trash.
'even a frickin garbage can would have done!' He thought desperately. With a sigh, he turned around ready to face the inevitable. He glared determinedly at his condemners, ready for whatever punishment they had for the "demon".
"End of the line scum" said one villager hungrily as he approached the young blond, brandishing a kitchen knife. The other idi- I mean villagers cheered at the thought of the demon finally getting what he deserves.
Naruto sighed and looked away dejectedly. "Just do your worse" he said with a broken voice. The villagers were only too happy to oblige as the first wave charged forward aiming to kill, maim, and/or cripple the blond. Just as they were about to claim their prize a shadow descended upon them and forced righteous fury of the shadows. Well in normal terms. The offending villagers were stopped by a tendril of shadows connected to one source. A man seemingly coming out of nowhere, moments before the bane of Konoha what plowed through by various assortment of knives and tools, and managed to save him that unfortunate ending. The chasers took a wary step back, unsure if this man would cause them harm or not. He certainly looked scary enough.
Our young blonde hero looked up to see the back of a tall man defending him from the onslaught of the stupidity that is sadly part of the village he calls home. Naruto being wary chose to back into a corner watching carefully. It wouldn't be the first time a shinobi of Konoha interrupted just to get first dibs. He shuddered as several memories flashed through his mind. Nevertheless he pulled himself away from his thoughts and carefully eyed the stranger, watching the event unfold.
10 Minute ago...
Shikaku Nara was bored. It was an average day, with an average sun, average people and frankly even the feeling of boredom was troublesome on this average day. The Nara shuffled along down the streets of the hidden leaf with no clear objective in mind. He absently noticed he was in the shopping district. He turned his head a few degrees to the left and right casually noting the offers and items they had for display.
'Could always get Yoshino a gift' he mused. He loved his wife he really did and who wouldn't? She was beautiful, a genius (although not as much as him), and best of all she knew how to keep him in line. Now Shikaku wasn't by any means a masochist or submissive in any such way. However, he enjoyed it when his wife did keep him in line, how else would he have been able to make jonin without her? Hell, he probably wouldn't have even passed the academy if it wasn't for her. He chuckled as he remembered the times when she used to beat him senseless every time he would fall asleep in class. Well that's what you get for being childhood friends with her of all people. Then again...a certain redhead came to mind and that brought a shiver down his whole spine.
'Wouldn't even be able to survive that woman'
The Nara was brought out of his musings by a shrill cry emanating from somewhere ahead. Looking for some excitement, because contrary to popular belief even Naras like to do things from time to time, Shikaku picked up the pace walking briskly through shoppers left and right. He turned a corner and arched an eyebrow at what he saw. There ahead was a crowd of villagers with pitchforks, torches, knives, and one of them had a fan.
'What is with the old fashioned mob? Probably Tora again, evil cat.' he smirked. As he was about to shuffle off to browse more stores for his lovely wife, Shikaku heard a sentence that made his blood run cold.
"GET THE DEMON" a random villager cried.
Demon? Now that sounded vaguely familiar to the Nara. Sure they called that stupid cat demon before, however, a gut feeling that every shinobi acquired one way or another was stirring in his gut. Something was telling him to check this out. And check it out he did.
With a silent shunshin he appeared on the roof of a nearby building where the mob was gathering. He looked down to see a sight that was extremely troublesome. There below him was a little blond boy he identified as one Naruto Uzumaki, cowering in the corner attempting to back away from the ravenous beasts stalking slowly upon him. Now Shikaku heard whispers and rumors of the way the blond was treated, and he usually paid them no mind. Honestly what would the most peaceful village in all of the nations be doing to a little boy that could be so bad? However, with the look of defeat in the little blonde's eyes Shikaku knew that the little five year old understood what was coming.
'They've done this before to him?' he realized. Demon container or not, no one deserved this! He was just a little boy. With a crouch and a shunshin he immediately appeared in front of the frightened Uzumaki and immediately paralyzed the first of the villagers charging in for the boy. He stood up proudly, hand on his hip and a smirk aligning his jaw.
"Shadow bind technique success" he said with a strong voice. "Now what troublesome things are you idiots doing. That's a little boy right there. You should play nice now."
The villagers did not take to kindly to this. A chorus of "shut up" and "kill it" and other various comments rose above the crowd. The Nara sighed. Why must they be so...troublesome. Sadly it couldn't be helped. What most people outside the shinobi force didn't know is Shikaku Nara has one of the highest authorities in the village, being the lead strategist and all does have its perks. Shikaku doesn't usually get a chance to use his rank, but right now it was necessary.
Naruto watched as the old man weaved a couple of signs and felt a pulse go through him for a half a second. 'A jutsu?' thought the young blond. Not a moment later a squad of what looked like to be shinobi in strange attire and even stranger masks showed, surrounding the mysterious man that came to his rescue.
The Anbu in the front, seeming to be the leader spoke up first. "You called Shikaku-sama?" There was respect in his voice Naruto noted. Whoever saved him must be really important.
"Yes" Shikaku replied in an even tone. "A couple of reasons actually. First could you please tell me who is in charge of watching this young lad? I know the Hokage assigned someone to watch him at all times." The Anbu stiffened and Shikaku knew they understood someone was in deep trouble.
"W-well you see. T-tha-" A hand from the strategist cut him off mid sentence.
"I'd rather not hear your pathetic excuses, I'll take it up with the Hokage directly. Secondly could you take these...villagers...to Ibiki. And make it hasty." A chorus of "Yes sir" was his reply as they herded out the condemned citizens when Shikaku released his hold on them. 'idiots.' He sighed. Shikaku stiffened as he remembered the cause of this troublesome event. He turned eyeing the blond that was looking at him with an intense gaze.
Naruto didn't know what to make of this man. Sure he had helped him, however, he didn't actually know him. For all he knew, this 'Shikaku' is just out for personal revenge against him and didn't want those pesky villagers in his way. Despite the train of thought, the child decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.
"Thanks for saving me...Sir" Naruto said in an even tone.
Shikaku didn't know what to make of this. That look in his eyes. The look that veterans of the last shinobi war wear. It was calculating, weary, and have encountered many events that could push someone to the breaking point. Those eyes didn't belong on a child. A five year old no less. Nevertheless he stifled these thoughts and attempted a comforting smile for the child, hoping to give some semblance of safety in his parents.
"It's alright kid, those idiots had it coming to them. My name is Shikaku, use that instead of sir. Too troublesome to hear that a kid" Naruto nodded. The man seemed alright so far. "Anyway kid, you mind coming with me to the Hokage? I need your personal account for what happened here so we can put the troublesome people away for some time"
Naruto scowled. "First off, my name is Naruto Uzumaki! Remember it!" He said with fire. He turned and pouted. "Also..I'd rather not, Jiji's secretary doesn't particularly like me"
Shikaku raised an eyebrow. This kid sure had a determined personality. No one but his wife would yell at him like that. And what was this about the Hokage's secretary?
"Ya know, I could always 'accidentally' have her coffee spill all over her face" He grinned, trying to appease the blond. And Naruto took it like a fish on a hook. If there was anything that little blond enjoyed it was a prank. Admittedly it wasn't a really good one on Shikaku's part, but it would still be hilarious to see. Plus she did deserve it.
"Alright, deal. Are you gonna do it with those weird shadows you did earlier?" Naruto inquired, very curious about the shinobi.
Shikaku smirked. "I'll tell you all about it on the way come on" he stated walking away. Naruto quickly caught up to him excited to hear more about the techniques. They were pretty cool.
Hokage's Office...
The Third Hokage of the Village Hidden in the Leaves, Hiruzen Sarutobi, has spent this uneventful day doing mound after mound of paperwork.
'Kami damn this paperwork! Where does it all even come from?!' said the wise old man. He took a long drag of his pipe and looked out the window toward the village he has lived in ever since he was born. He loved this village, he really did, however, the citizens of his home have not made the best choices. They've made many mistakes, threatening the peace and sanctity that he has come to know and love in Konoha. Thoughts of a little blonde boy came to mind and he sighed heavily. If only life could be much simpler for him and the young hero. Speaking of which...
"KYAAAAA!" A loud screech came from behind the old man's door. Not a moment later Shikaku and surprisingly Naruto strolled through his doorway as if whatever happened outside had not occurred.
"So let me get this straight. You control your shadow,stretch it out into shapes and sizes, can lock on another person or thing's shadow and control them through it?" Naruto inquired, stars shining through his eyes.
Shikaku nodded with a smile. "Yea that's pretty much the basic explanation. I'm impressed, a five year old understanding how our jutsu works that easily is impressive." Shikaku mused. Perhaps the boy was smarter then people gave him credit for.
"I gotta learn something like that" stated Naruto in a hushed voice. He turned to look at the head of the village, giving a bright smile. "Hi Jiji! What's up?" he said shuffling over next to the desk trying to see what the wizened old man was doing cooped up in this office.
Hiruzen chuckled. It always lifted his spirits to see Naruto bouncing around. If he didn't know any better he would say the boy seemed like an ordinary child. Sadly Naruto was exiled from that privilege the day he was born. Pushing those thoughts away Hiruzen gave a warm smile towards the blonde.
"To what can I owe this pleasure Naruto-kun?" The old man inquired.
At this point Shikaku, nearly forgetten, stepped forward clearing his throat. "Actually Hokage-sama, I brought him here. He had an...incident with some of the villagers. I had them sent off to Ibiki and came here to report to you. I'm sure that the boy should some security but there was no one but me to help out. And it was lucky I was there or else it would have been troublesome"
With every passing sentence the Hokage seemed to sink in his chair. He glanced at the five year old worriedly, however, Naruto paid no notice to what the two were talking about, instead the boy was busying himself with looking through the desk, trying to find something to entertain his young mind.
"Well that is troubling news Shikaku-kun, I'm glad that you were there to stop them, and you have my thanks. I'll personally see to the matter involving Naruto's lack of security."
The old Nara nodded. That was all he could really ask for. "I brought Naruto here just in case you wanted his rep-" Shikaku paused, eyes wide as he saw what the demon container had in his grasps. Confused Hiruzen also turned his head to see what was the worry about. As soon as he saw Naruto holding a little orange book his heart sank and he internally panicked.
"Hey Jiji? What's with this book and why do you have something like this anyway?" Naruto asked, holding up a picture of a very attractive woman in less then acceptable clothing, showing off her assets.
"W-well you see-" Hiruzen was cut off by Naruto's bored reply as the young blond threw the book behind him.
"Meh, mine are bigger" This caused every other person in the room to do a double take, even the hidden Anbu were confused.
"What?" was the reply in an even tone.
"Didn't I tell you Jiji? I created my first Jutsu! I couldn't get the transformation one right, so I tweaked it a little bit" Naruto weaved a single hand sign and with a poof of smoke changed to a very attractive blonde girl with very big assets only hidden by a wisp of smoke. "Sexy no Jutsu success!"
There was a pause. Another. In the next moment every male, including Anbu, hit the ceiling with a burst of blood emitting from their nostrils. So that's what he meant, and he was right. Naruto's boobs were clearly bigger, as hard and weird as that is to say.
"N-Naruto. Please don't ever do that again." Stammered Shikaku as he pinched his nostrils. The Anbu dazed and confused got back into positions while the females of their ranks were sending death threats to them through the killing intent. The leader of the village slowly crawled back into his chair, dazed after such a blow to his head. Now that was a powerful jutsu.
Naruto pouted. "But I made it especially to combat males, it's a great technique!" The people in the room had to admit, it did pack a punch. At least to certain people. Regardless, Hiruzen warned the young lad to only use it during emergencies. That thing should be labled a forbidden jutsu.
Shikaku regained his composure once again putting on a serious face. "Back to this Hokage-sama, I brought him here so you can hear his report. Other then that I have no other business" Shikaku bowed and began to take his leave when he felt a pull on his left pant leg and a small whimper. He looked down to see Naruto looking up at him with pleading eyes, clutching his leg trying to stop him from leaving.
"Y-you're leaving already?" Naruto whimpered out, lip almost trembling. It nearly broke Hiruzen and Shikaku's heart to see a child whimper like this. Shikaku gave a warm smile trying to cheer up the little hero.
"I have to get to my family kid. Don't worry about it, I'm sure I'll see you around. And you'll be safe at home no doubt." The clan head patted the child on the head in a comfroting gesture, but Naruto hastily threw it off. He looked up into the Nara's eyes with a sad almost broken look.
"They've gotten me in my house too" he whispered out.
Shikaku reeled back in shock at this. Is that true? Is not even the child's own home safe enough to protect him? He distinctly noticed the Hokage nod his head sadly in confirmation at the boys words, however, Shikaku's attention was focused on the boy. In that moment the old Nara made a decision that will forever altar the Shinobi world for centuries to come.
"How about you come stay with me for the night kid?" Shikaku smiled. He was sure his wife wouldn't mind and Shikamaru always needed someone to talk to. It wouldn't be too troublesome.
Naruto gasped in surprise. The patrons at the orphanage told him he would never get adopted before. They abused him and reminded him of this fact repeatedly. To this day he believed it to his extent, but what he heard made his heart flutter with hope. Sure it wasn't a "hey wanna be my child" but this kind old man saved him and invited him into his house. He couldn't even form words to say yes to the kind man. So Naruto just settled for a shaky nod.
"Great! We can leave right away." Shikaku said sitting down. "After you give your report."
Naruto pouted a little. That killed a bit of his excitement. He always had to go through this whenever something like this happened. Nevertheless he sat down and started telling Hiruzen about the day's events. All the while Shikaku was staring at the blonde.
'This kid had gone through so much its beyond troublesome' Shikaku thought. 'It wouldn't be too bad if I took care of him for a while until he has the proper security right?'
He was broken out of his thoughts when he became aware of the litle five year old in front of him trying to drag him out of the office.
"Come on I just finished. Let's go!" Naruto screamed in exticement.
Shikaku chuckled at it. 'He won't be too troublesome to watch, I might almost keep him'