Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto, but I do own the ideas and original characters.
Warnings- Lost o' crap has/will happened/happen...
Summary: A little before the genin exams, a girl appears who will confuse and terrify all those around her... But she will teach them, just as they will help her.
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Naruto glared at Sasuke in annoyance as he just stared ahead into nothing. Why is he so cool, huh? Why do the girls go crazy over him? I'm just as good looking, and an even better shinobi! Hah! With an idiotic grin, he nodded to himself. Suddenly, an eraser bounced off his forehead, making him fall over. "What the fu-?!" "NARUTO, PAY ATTENTION!" Iruka cleared his throat a bit before speaking again. "What was the Shodaime's element?" Naruto stared blankly at him, mouth open. "Uuuuuhhhh..." "The Shodaime was Konoha's first Hokage, who apparently created the village with his element... of wood. Correct, yes?" The cool voice came from the back of the room, to which everyone turned.
A girl that looked to be slightly older than them was leaning against the door frame, head bent slightly. Bright red hair that faded into jet black formed a curtain around her face, keeping it from view. A black cloak was wrapped around her, but subtle curves could be seen, even though she was quite young. With a sigh, she turned towards the front. "Ah. The Hokage told me to come to this class. I'm transferring." Two dark blue eyes roamed over the class before a soft sigh made it's way past the pink, soft lips of the girl. "I don't see why... This is pathetic." Iruka finally found his voice and spoke, before Kiba could. "...Would you like to introduce yourself to the class, then?"
The girl cocked her head to the side before sighing again. "I suppose I should." She walked down the aisle, ignoring the many stares as she went. Her cloak billowed behind her, revealing black wrappings around her chest, a crimson skirt that ended at mid-thigh, and black shorts that only appeared when she lifted her legs. Black combat boots ended just under her knees, covered by crimson shin guards. The girl also had black wrappings over her arms with crimson arm guards. She looked almost like a mini-ANBU.
Stopping in front of Iruka, she turned and sucked in a large amount of air. Straightening slightly, and in a military position, she spoke briskly with a business-like tone. "My name... You may call me Kurimuzon. I am age twelve." Iruka blinked. "Eh... Does anyone have any questions for Kurimuzon-san? Kiba?" The boy grinned, slightly leering at the exposed skin. "Yeah. You single?" Kurimuzon was silent for a minute before sighing again, still not losing her stance. "By your terms... No, I do not share a romantic relationship with anyone." A mild flicker of annoyance was apparent her eyes. "The... thing in orange?" Naruto's grin was blinding as he began talking loudly. "OI! My name is UZUMAKI NARUTO, and I want to know what you think of our VILLAGE?!" "...Honestly?" "HAI!"
"The village of Konoha is a place full of self-serving, pitiful maggots who feast off of their own friends, easily selling out their family, and blaming everyone else but themselves for their problems. Shinobi here have a history of either dying due to foolish, over-bearing loyalty or going completely insane. Take your pick; Orochimaru, the Uchiha Massacre, Yondaime, and the list goes on..." A cold look fell into her eyes at the shocked faces of those in the room. "I can guarantee that at least one student in this room will snap, either killing his friends, abandoning the village, become power-hungry, or simply committing suicide due to the pressures of their first, gory kill... Sad how it works out, neh?" A soft snicker made it's way from Kurimuzon's throat. Iruka shakily smiled. I have to talk to the Hokage about this... "Y-You may g-go sit down now, Kurim-muzon-san..."
The girl nodded and moved towards a seat in the middle corner. As soon as she sat, she was greeted by the students moving to make the row empty. Chewing her lip for a minute, Kuri subtly let waves of killing intent grow around her. She gave a sick giggle as the students backed further away, a pink-haired banshee even going so far as to try and cower into a blonde's side. Shaking her head, she put her boots up on the desk and closed her eyes, deciding to meditate.
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Kuri's nose twitched as a faint noise came from the air. Her eyes snapped open, her chair fell back into the correct position, and her hand moved in a blur of movement. The harmless pink eraser was nailed by a glistening kunai before it embedded itself into the wall, only three inches from Iruka's head. Her fingers were suddenly enveloped in the rings of more kunai, prepared to throw. After about two seconds, Kuri realized there was no danger. Eyes narrowed, she threw a few of them anyway. They missed, but Iruka got the idea. Do not through erasers at sleeping kunoichi.
The bell rang, and several students ran out the door. Kuri waited for everyone to leave before going for the window. "Kurimuzon-san... Can you stay for a second?" She paused and turned, looking at the teacher. "Yes?" "Do you mind telling me why you seem to despise Konoha so?" "...I do not despise this village. But I am disgusted by these human ways." "You make it sound like your not human." "...Maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm a demon?" Kuri grinned a bit, flashing her long canines before seeming to statically faze out of sight. Iruka's eyes widened. Definitely need to talk to the Hokage.
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"...And that's what she said." Iruka's troubled eyes moved over to the Hokage's face. The older man's eyes softened at him. "Iruka-kun... Kurimuzon-san is a very... interesting girl. Considering you will be her teacher, I suppose I should tell you." He pulled out a large folder and opened it. "Kurimuzon... Better known as "The Crimson Demon". At age three, assassination attempts were at the number of 23. At age five, she killed her first man... And when ANBU found her, she had cut open the man's throat, sliced out his eyes, broke every finger on his sword hand, and they extracted a senbon from his um..." The Hokage winced, and Iruka blanched. "She grew up being drilled in shinobi conduct, ways to kill, and taught that love made people die. She killed almost all of her classmates and her sensei when she was eight. Her village then used her in ANBU, mainly as a distraction, where she was named "Demon Child" due to her rather... gruesome kills. At age ten, her village banished her for killing one of the Elder Council members. At age eleven, she went to Wave where she met A-Class Nuke-nin Momichi Zabuza and a boy named Haku. He offered to train her, and she did so for three months. She traveled to Kaminari (Lightning), Tsuchi (Earth), and Kaze (Wind) to learn. At age twelve, she met a man known as Jiraiya... Who brought her here. After finding out that she never actually graduated, I placed her in your class... Though I'm starting to regret that." Sarutobi rubbed his temples and glanced at Iruka. "The genin exams are in one month. Try to keep her calm until then." "Yes, sir!"
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