Now, before I start this story, I want to say a few things.
First, I'm pretty knew to the entire concept of Tokyo Ghoul. But, I guess it was love at first sight when I watched the anime. The second I got to the Season 1 finale, I instantly knew that I had to try an idea that I thought of.
The basis of this idea is basically what if Naruto's life was much, much harder then it was in Cannon. What if Rize went to the Elemental Nations and chose Naruto to try and kill instead of going after Kaneki like she did in Cannon.
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In the damp streets of Konohagakure rested a boy no older seven years old. He had spiky blond hair, bright blue eyes and three whisker marks on each of his tanned cheeks. He wore a pair of ripped and dirty white shorts, a black tank top that had was ripped slightly near his collar.
He walked along the streets slowly with his bare feet dragging along as he stared down at the ground. He had a sad frown on his face as walked on the street, ignoring the hateful and disgusted looks that he got from nearly everybody around him. Whether they were male, female, old, young, civilian or ninja they all stared at him hateful and vengeful eyes.
The young boy however, knew that they were glaring at him, specifically him. He knew that they felt, after all he was able to feel their overwhelming hatred physically on an almost weekly to monthly basis.
On occasion, they would do all sorts of things to him. Of course, they did this privately, away from prying eyes and ears. They knew that the boy was in good graces with Hokage, how, they didn't know, nor did they care. They were smart with it too, they threated him after every beating or torture session with the exact same line.
'Don't tell anyone, or we'll finish the job.'
They instilled that fear into at an early age, so that would be all he knew, and he would live his childhood in fear. And so, he never was able to tell the Hokage about the beating and torture.
While the Hokage was able to catch some of the people in the act, he missed about eighty percent of those beatings and thought they only happened rarely, and it was due to that ignorance that the young boy suffered even more.
At the age of seven years old, the young boy could safely say that he hated life. It was like someone hated him from above as well he was given a shitty hand at life.
After all, he was an orphan, no one loved him, he didn't know his parents, the only person that remotely cared about him was the Hokage, who he rarely saw. He got beaten dozens of times a year and that started when he was six.
The young boy however learned one very important lesson early on that most only learned when they were adults.
'The world hates everyone. There will people who will want to kill you or the people you love just to get at you. The world is unfair, some people were blessed into a loving family… and some were not. He was an example of that.'
At the age of seven, his psych was so fragile that his mind unconsciously made him forget the pain of getting tortured after every session. He knew that it happened, but he could never recall the pain. He knew that they did, but never the feeling. That had happened when he was six and half and it was after his ninth session.
However, his tirade of dark thoughts were interrupted as he bumped into something, or rather someone. He snapped back reality when he looked up and saw a pair of caring purple eyes. He couldn't help but gasp before he took a step backwards as he closed his eyes, bracing for an attack, thinking that she would hurt him like all the others.
But… the pain never came, and he slightly opened his only to meet the same caring purple eyes that held a tint of worry in them.
"Are you alright?" She asked in sweet voice.
She was a slender girl with long purple hair, purple eyes, and an hourglass figure. She also wore black frameless glasses and white dress with sandals.
He had to admit… she was very beautiful and could stare into her eyes for what would feel like forever.
"Uh, y-yeah." He mumbled loud enough for to hear before he walked around her didn't look back.
The young woman looked at his retreating form with a look of confusion plastered on her face before she shrugged it off and she left. But, she let her gaze linger on him for a more seconds before she walked away.
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A few days later.
A loud bang filled the air before a small figure was seen propelling through the air into a wall, denting slightly. The figure dropped to the ground like sack of potatoes. He winced in pain before he grasped on the dirt from under him before he scrapped downwards on the ground, making clawing marks in the dirt before he got on his hands knees, albeit shakily.
He breathed in and out slightly before he gasped in pain as he was kicked in the stomach, sending him tumbling onto the ground. He wheezed once more as he felt someone stomp on his stomach once more, but this was twice as hard as the kick a few seconds ago.
"C'mon, creatine stand before your betters." A commanding voice breached into the young boy's ears. He winced, but he complied. He turned over, his stomach now resting against the dirt before he shakily stood up.
A trail of blood ran down his mouth. He reached up with a trembling hand before he slowly smeared it off. However, before could react, he was punched in the stomach, causing him to double over, but before he could heel over, someone grabbed him by his hair with their hands. He was then kneed in the face, getting a loud snapping sound from the boy's face, followed by a large amount of blood that seeped through his nostrils, getting him to scream in pain.
His tormentors laughed at his pain, clearly enjoying his pained state.
"Nice shot, Bill. Man, you sure got a hell of knee. I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of that!" A man said in humorous and joking tone.
"Yeah, no joking! I mean look what he did to the Demon, he broke the poor son of bitch's nose with just that attack!" Another man said, just sound a bit younger then the last.
"Well, I'm not an Elite Chunin without a reason!" The attack responded in an arrogant aggressive tone, getting nods from his friends and random civilians who paid to watch.
The Elite Chunin cracked his neck and his fingers in an odd way before he reached inside his ninja pouch and pulled out a kunai. He slid his pointer finger inside the loop of it before he absently twirled it around his finger.
However, at an instant and before nearly everyone could react, the man stabbed the young blond right in the shoulder, getting a loud grunt in pain as he bit down on the inside of cheek to keep himself from screaming.
The Chunin then gripped him by the throat, hoisting him in the air with little effort before he kneed him in the stomach, getting a gasp from the youth before he tore out the kunai and slashed across the young boy's chest, causing jet of blood to erupt around his chest in the pattern in which he slashed at.
He let out a silent scream as he closed his eyes, the young blond felt warm blood pour out from his wound. He then dropped the boy, uncaring of the result as boy dropped once more like a sack of potatoes.
The man walked around, looking for something before he bent down and grasped something. He walked back and stood in front of the boy, waiting patiently for the boy to open his eyes. Soon enough, crystalline blue eyes stared up at the man with a pained expression on his face.
The man smirked cruelly, "Tell me young Naruto… what is One-thousand minus Seven?" He asked in a bone chilling tone.
The now named Naruto winced pain and confusion. Why was he getting asked to subtract One-thousand-, his thought process was cut off when he felt an incredible pain followed by a loud snapping sound.
"ARUGHHHH!" Naruto screamed loudly, getting cheers from everyone at hearing him scream in pain.
"Now, Young Naruto, don't make me break the other shin just yet… what is One-thousand minus Seven?" He asked once more with cruel laughter following suit.
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Twelve Hours Later
Naruto walked along the alley way with his body resting along side of it, supporting his weight as he walked. His free arm and hand held his stomach, and his face contorted to one of an expression of pain. He limped across the street before he couldn't take the pain anymore before he stumbled onto the street and fell face first on the side walk, completely unconscious.
From afar, a certain purple haired woman walked out of a store, just a fifteen feet away so when she spotted a mop of familiar blood hair face down on the ground, in a pool of his blood. Seeing him in condition, she gasped and hurriedly ran over to him, dropping what ever bags she had on her.
Once she got over to him, she knelt down to him gasped in horror once more when she realized that his wounds where much worse then she could have possibly imagined.
'Oh my K-Kami!' She mentally thought before she picked him up with some apparent struggle before she jogged along the sidewalk, taking him somewhere.
'Okay, I have some medical supplies at my apartment, I'll be able to heal him there as well since it's closer to any Hospital near.' She thought as she ran along for a few minutes before she fished out a key and unlocked the door to her apartment.
She hurriedly closed the door and locked it before she laid him down on her large sofa, not caring about damages from the blood that sofa would receive. Then she ran into her bathroom, which was just meters away and grabbed a bag before she pulled every single medical supply she could find and slid into the bag. She rushed out of the room and knelt down to bleeding boy.
Remarkably, he was still breathing. Somehow. Had it been any other child, he or she would have died before they got half the amount of injuries and he survived it all and afterwards. Who knew how long ago he got those injuries.
She knew she had a lot of work to due if she want to save this poor boy's life… and a lot of luck as well. She took a deep breath before she got to work.
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Three Days Later
Naruto's eyes fluttered open, revealing his normal bright blue eyes. He immediately winced, and his eyes dilated due to the sun light.
He sat up and brushed his face before he caught glimpse of his chest. His chest was wrapped up in a white medical wrap and was in a bed. In a bed… in a bed.
His eyes snapped wide open at that. He remembered passing out in the middle of the street from a mixture of exhaustion and pain.
Just then, he heard the door, revealing a beautiful purple haired woman with bright purple eyes. He blinked in surprised before he remembered where he'd seen her before.
"You're the lady that I bumped into… you saved me…" His trailed off, nothing more than a whisper. But, surprisingly the woman heard him smiled upon hearing and seeing him awake.
"Yup, I found you passed out in the street in a pool of your own blood. I knew I had to do something, so I just did what was right." She trailed off with a kind smile.
"No, you actually saved my life… you're the first person besides the old Hokage who's ever been nice to me." He mumbled, clearly not comprehending that another person would actually help someone like him.
Her smile faltered a little when she heard that before she smiled. "C'mon into the living room if you can move, I made some coffee. If you can't, I can bring it to you." She said gently.
His eyes widened in disbelief. For the first time, he looked her in the eyes. "You really want someone like me… being in your house and drinking coffee with you?" He asked, truly puzzled and confused. However, he still kept himself guarded. He never knew if she was just leading him into a trap.
The lady didn't bothered by the question. In fact, she smiled wider and eye smiled. "If I didn't want you here, I wouldn't have healed you and saved your life. After all, if I was anything like those people, I would have left you to die. I think that proves my motives." She said, giving some solid reasons and facts that Naruto couldn't really deny.
He kept still a few more seconds while looking at his covered feet before he let out a sigh. "Sure, I'd… I'd like some coffee." He smiled slightly. It wasn't like happy smile… more like a forced and brittle smile.
Seeing his acceptance, she gestured him to follow her, in which he responded with sliding out of bed, only to fall onto his knees after an immediate pain followed suit. He gasped in pain before he looked at his chest, in which blood already started staining the bandages.
The woman gasped before he ran over to him helped him back onto the bed. "Troublesome boy." She muttered, but she did have a small smile.
"Yeah… I guess I cant quite move just yet." He coughed in embarrassment, already ignoring the hot pain in his chest, after all it was nothing he hadn't felt before.
"I would have to say that was my fault, I should've known." She chuckled a little bitterly at her mistake.
However, Naruto just chuckled sheepishly before he grinned a little.
"Nah… I should've realized that I was in too much pain… but I guess I got a little excited over having something to drink with someone that doesn't actually want to kill me." He grinned tiredly.
"Here, let me change the bandages and fix your stiches and I'll bring in the coffee and we'll drink in here, how about that?" She asked with a smile. Naruto perked up a bit before he nodded.
She patiently and carefully undid the bandages, carful not cause even more damage to the stiches. 'Okay… we got lucky there, it's only the tip that came undone. Simple to redo and fix.' She mentally noted before he shot out her sowing kit and carefully looped the threads with a needle while Naruto drifted off to sleep, being none the wiser.
After about twenty or so minutes, she finished everything and left to go grab the hot beverages. She came back with a small plate and two cups of slightly warm brown coffee. She sat it down a little loud, getting Naruto to jolt awake.
He winced once more as his eyes adjusted to the light before he turned over to her to that she was smiling.
"Good morning… once again." She giggled, getting a sheepish laugh from Naruto. "Remember, don't be to quick to move, just go slowly." She instructed with a slightly serious look, getting a nod from the boy.
He twirled around slowly before he prompted himself out of the bed in a limp before he walked over to the chair and gently sat down.
"Not bad."
"Thanks…" He mumbled as he stared at the coffee. "Hey… Can I ask you a question before we drink?" He asked slightly nervously. She looked at him a confused look before she nodded.
"Absolutely!"
"Do you mind telling me you're name?" Naruto asked as he looked away.
She looked at before she giggled to herself. "I'm such an idiot; I got so preoccupied with this and I forgot to introduce myself." She giggled once more before she reached over with her hand.
"Hi, my name's Rize… nice to meet you."