The Thief of the Streets

This story is going to be based off of what would have happened if Naruto hadn't met the third hokage as a child and had met a gang of children in the slums. Warning this story is going to be rated M for future reference as there may be extreme action but the entire story is not going to stay at this rating it will just not go any higher than M. Slightly OCC Naruto, maybe a pairing, not weak Naruto, smart Naruto but not OP. I will be using US currency but not US worth for the money.

Pairings: Naruto x? No relationship until later on in the story maybe.

Author Note: I do not own anything except some techniques and the OC characters. Masashi Kishimoto owns everything else.

Thoughts: I wonder if I could take some steak from that stall.

Words: "Hey, you brat get back here with my steak."

Author talking: (I hope you like my story)

Demon talking: Hello Maggot.

Demon Thinking: I hate humans.

Flashback: Remember when I was still living in the orphanage.

NO FLAMES PLEASE THIS IS MY FIRST STORY FLAMES WILL BE USED TO ROAST MARSHMALLOWS

Chapter 1: takes a thief to know a thief

"Get back here with that", "Come back here you brat", "You little thief", ahh, just another common day in the beautiful city of Konoha. The shouts of Chuunin and civilians alike rang through the streets of this wonderful place. What is the cause of all this shouting, you might ask? Well to answer that question we go to one child laughing like a maniac while running away from some of the more persistent chasers. This, my friends is where our story begins.

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"Ha, ha, ha watch where you're going ya stupid Chuunin", came the sound of one Uzumaki Naruto as he ran laps around another one of his pursuers. This one had been so focused on chasing the mysterious trouble maker that he had yet to notice the stack of crates he was about to run into. Turning around to see where he had laid all his other traps, Naruto made a sharp left running into what was thought of to be an alley. The Chuunin quickly followed him but when they turned to face the alley-way wall, he had vanished without a trace. "Wha…,"came the stunned reply of all the Chuunin around. "But, what, how, he was...," shouts of disbelief rang through the air until the ninja, each with a headache, decided to return home.

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"He, he, he, the looks on their faces" snickered Naruto. "Jeese, you would think they wouldn't be as mad now that it had happened so many times. I mean it was just a bit of fish and bread."

Stepping out of the alleyway Naruto made his way to his apartment, walking into the less nice side of Konoha, Naruto walked through the area like he had been there his entire life, which in truth, he had been.

Ever since he had been kicked out of the orphanage at the age of three, (since apparently the orphanage caretakers thought that was the appropriate age for the 'demon' to live on his own) he had learned everything from hunting, picking pockets, scavenging for food, gambling, and most importantly running and hiding.

Naruto loved the slums because here everyone was equal, when you were here you were the lowest you could get and nobody thought that anybody was worse or better than the other. In here everybody actually seemed to like him, ironically, everybody here was a lot nicer then the so called civilization in the village, and in here orphans were actually pitied unlike the others, as some people called them, who looked at orphans as though they were pests, diseases, freaks. Over there you weresomething that nobody wanted to see so they just brushed you under the rug to be forgotten, but if you were to actually look and see then you would see the world that those people didn't think existed, something that nobody wanted to exist. But Naruto knew, very well, that you don't always get what you want.

Walking with his head held high, Naruto went to his home to drop off his earnings for the day. This place was the hideout for Naruto's 'family' which consisted mostly of the other orphans of the slums from kids who were abandoned, kids who wanted to get away from the hate of a bad family, and kids who were born and left alone to rot. "I got some fish, a loaf of bread, a coin purse that has 'xactly 57 dallas and 40 cents, some kunai, shuriken, ninja wire, scrolls, 'nother wallet, with YES 'xactly 83 dollars and 12 cents, bunch a herbs, and different types of paper."

"Whew" whistled Atsuhi "Nice score taday Ruto but are ya sure you ain't been caught?" Atsuhi was a tall, skinny boy with wiry muscles and brown hair the jutted out like crazy from under his green baseball cap and deep forest green eyes that looked as if you were in the depths of a jungle and where constantly changing shade of green. He was wearing what was once a plain green shirt but was now stained with mud and ripped at the edges of the sleeves and a pair of faded blue jeans that was littered with rips and stains. To complete his outfit was a pair of worn brown sneakers that looked as if it had seen better days and there were different pieces of random cloth sewn on the shoes to repair some of the rips. His face was covered with freckles, on his hands there were various scares and cuts, and on his right shoulder there was a tattoo of a lion with a brown spiky mane and dots on his face that spread until right under its green eyes with brownish fur with a light green tint. The lion was an animal that symbolized pride, loyalty, courage, and strength which perfectly mimicked Atsuhi's personality.

"Has Ruto ever been caught 'fore?" Asked a light girly voice and although it was a question, nobody needed an answer, for the past four years Naruto had been with them he had not once gotten caught stealing, pulling pranks, maybe, but never when he was stealing.

The girl who had asked the question was Akako, Akako was like a ball of fire, personality wise and she looked like one too. She had spiky red hair that went down to her back and ended in orange and blond tips (Sort of like Minato with long hair except her hair was strait at the top) that matched her eyes perfectly. Her eyes were a dark shade of red orange, and sometimes there was a flash of deep yellow that seemed to make her eyes glow.

Akako was fairly tan skinned covered with little scars and she was the shortest out of all seven of them. She had arms with barely noticeable muscle on them and she was wearing a muddy burnt orange tank top, a pair of red tights that had different rips and tears all over them, and black ninja sandals that looked to be in perfect condition. On Akako's right shoulder there was a tattoo of a Bear which symbolizes the will to fight and to protect what it deems precious.

"Why did ya get the paper Ruto? I mean none of us can write well 'nough to actually write er draw except Fumito," asked Eiji.

Eiji was a tall boy who had very well developed muscles, he had dark chocolate skin and amber colored eyes that against his dark skin seemed to glow. His hair was black and was tied in dread locks that barely reached his shoulders. He was wearing white running sneakers that looked as if they would fall off at any moment, green running shorts whit a white stripe running down the hem to the leg opening, a white tank top that went down to his thighs, and black bandages that started at his elbows and ended around his knuckles. On his shoulder was a tattoo of a brown Panther with a white stripe running down his back to his tail bone and opened up to go down each of his feet, ending at the edge of his paws . Panthers symbolize strength, companionship, adventure, loyalty, triumph, and speed.

"I know that but this paper is different, some of it's normal but I passed a silver haired ninja on my way home and I just couldn't resist pick pocketing him" answered Naruto.

"So Naruto, how's your ninja training going."

"It's going fine I guess. I'm hidin' ma true strength so that people will leave me 'lone though. Right now I'm at the middle of the class."

"Alright just don't forget about us lowly orphans when you're a big shot ninja k." said Fumito.

Fumito was a short boy with crazy brown hair that looked like Albert Einstein's and a pair of circle glasses that were cracked with medium sized black rims. He was wearing a 'white' dress shirt and a green and brown pair of checkered over-alls. On his feet were shiny black dress shoes that looked too big to be his, and in his breast pocket was a pocket watch with the chain hanging out of the side on his right shoulder was a tattoo of a monkey who was wearing glasses and smiling. The monkey symbolizes wisdom, trickery, and liveliness.

"Naruto you never told us what the paper was for any way, plus when are you going to get changed?"

Nobody had noticed but Naruto had forgotten to change out of his thieving gear which consisted of a black face mask, a black bandana to cover his hair, and a black anbu mask in the shape of a dog (a fox would be too suspicious) with three red triangles on each cheek starting from the jaw line and ending at the eyes. A black long sleeved shirt, black anbu pants, and black ninja sandals completed the outfit.

"Oh right, thanks Sasuke. The paper is chakra affinity paper, sealing paper, and normal drawing paper."

"No problem Naruto"

Sasuke was wearing a white t-shirt with a smiley face stitched on the back. The smiley face was a circle with a mouth that opened up to reveal sharp teeth in a sort of grin and the eyes where squinting slightly with a slit pupil down the middle of the rainbow colored irises. Sasuke was wearing blue cargo shorts and blue ninja sandals. On his arm was the tattoo of a black eagle about to take flight. Its eyes were a piercing red. The eagle's eyes showed arrogance, and it was smiling proudly. The eagle symbolizes courage, arrogance, ferocity, and pride in itself and in others.

Sasuke had a large scar going across his right and left eye vertically. The scar was usually covered with a genjutsu so that nobody would get suspicious. To this day, Sasuke still remembered how he got those scars and although it was three years ago Sasuke will never forget it.

It was a week after the massacre and Sasuke decided to walk through the village to clear his thoughts. As he was walking people kept giving him looks of pity or sadness and Sasuke was furious "I don't want your pity" Sasuke yelled to the crowd, then he ran away with his head down and his eyes closed.

When Sasuke opened his eyes he realized he wasn't near the market place anymore, in fact, Sasuke had absolutely no clue where he was but he vaguely remembered his mother telling him not to come near here.

When Sasuke looked around he noticed a tall burly man with a thick beard and a potbelly drunkenly coming towards him. Sasuke started to panic, then he turned and ran away but made a wrong turn and ended up in an alleyway. Realizing he had nowhere to go, Sasuke yelled to the man. "Who are you and what do you want from me." "Aww does little Suke not remember me, Its Daiki I'm a little hurt. After all it was your brother who made me this way. It was two years ago when your brother had still been in Anbu.

We were on a mission together and it was my first day in Anbu and I had been doing this mission with my girlfriend. We were engaged in combat with the enemy when my wife was cut. It was a serious cut and she was bleeding severely. I had just killed the last enemy and I was about to go back to help her when Itachi pulled out his sword and killed her. When I confronted him all he said to me was "The mission come first. We could not turn back so I had to dispose of the body before the enemy got it first" He killed my girlfriend, he killed my everything, she was my Life. So now I'm going to take away something that's precious to Itachi."

With each sentence he was closing the space between them and now he was right in front of Sasuke. Then suddenly Sasuke felt the wind being knocked out of him and he hit the floor coughing up blood. When he tried to get up something knocked him back down and he felt an enormous pressure on his back. Then Daiki picked Sasuke up from the back of his hair and threw him at the alley wall. Sasuke's head hit the concrete floor and he had started from his forehead. Suddenly he was roughly picked up and he was so close to Daiki he could smell the alcohol in his breath. Daiki Picked up a kunai and made a slash down Sasuke's eyes taking his time with both cuts. By now Sasuke was screaming in pain and the part of his eyes you could see were turning red and black.

All of sudden Daiki was knocked off his feet and six figures emerged and started pounding Daiki. When it was over you could barely see his skin under all of his cuts and bruises. "Get over here Akako. This kid needs some help." Sasuke could feel his body being lifted and he knew he was being carried.

When he woke up he could see he was in some sort of factory. What surprised Sasuke was the fact that he could see at all. Sure everything was a bit fuzzy but he could see! "What happened to me, and where am I" asked Sasuke. "You're at our secret hideout/home. And you were being beaten by that a$$hole Daiki so we helped ya get away." "Who are you guys?" "And girls" came a high voice. "Well I'm Naruto but you can call me Ruto.", "I'm Akako" "I'm Atsuhi", "I am Fumito", "I'm Eiji", and "I'm Hotaru, who are you." "Hi I'm Sasuke" that was the start of a friendship that would last till the next life."

"Hey is Naruto back yet" came a weary voice from the next room.

Hotaru I'm right here okay. Said Naruto, his voice extremely soft and he was smiling sadly. Hotaru was the 'mother' of the group but she had been very sick for a while now so everyone was trying to get medicine but nothing seemed to help her.

Not even Akako could figure out what was wrong with her. Everyone in the group had a place that they were best at so that was their job in the group.

Naruto was the thief. Anything that had to do with gambling, stealing, or making quick money was up to him.

Sasuke, believe it or not was the one who bought things, he was the only one in the group who could go into the village and still be seen as a normal person. Sometimes they even gave the last Uchiha a discount so anything that we needed and had the money to buy was in Sasuke's criteria.

Eiji was the muscle and builder. Anything that needed repairs or some heavy lifting was up to him he was also the hunter of the group so in case we couldn't find any food to steal he would hunt down animals and then use the skins to make blankets and sometimes even clothing for us.

Akako was the healer of the group so whenever someone got hurt Akako would heal it for you. Her skills rivaled Tsunade when it came to medical jutsu but she didn't have Tsunade's strength or stamina to rely on.

Fumito was the smart one. He managed all the money and clothing. Basically anything that required heavy thinking was up to him. He was a super genius but he had no physical strength so he would usually hang around Eiji who was a basic mountain of muscle.

Atsuhi was the leader of the group. He was the oldest out of all of them and he had the most level head (Except Hotaru) and was the one who could solve most of our problems. He was an expert on making weapons and finding good quality ones. Plus he had been on the streets longer than any of them so he knew where to steer clear.

Hotaru was the one who kept everyone calm and if someone ever had something they didn't want to talk about they would go to her. She was the second oldest and the most mature out of everyone. They had never seen her angry once.

"I got you some medicine mom I hope it will make you feel better. "I'll feel better don't worry. I just had to see you and Suke before you went to train that's all. I know that you two are going to be amazing ninja. Believe it."

Over the speech Hotaru's voice grew fainter and fainter until you could hear soft breathing meaning she was asleep.

This happened every day. Naruto would come back from a run, everyone would talk, and then Hotaru would say how proud she was of Naruto and Sasuke. Then she would fall asleep, someone would carry her back to her cot, she would come back, say hi to everyone else, then she would go back to sleep. This would repeat every day. Hotaru had been sick for a year and she didn't seem to be getting better at all.

She didn't seem to be getting worse but never better. Until they could find out what was wrong with her it was going to stay like that until slowly but surely she would get worse. "Goodnight mom." Was the call of everyone in the room as she fell into her never-ending circle.

Author note: First chapter done. Review and give me some suggestions on what there affinities should be, a better title for the story, and a name for the slums. All reviews will be read by me personally.