Disclaimer: I do not own naruto
Naruto's POV so don't freak out.
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I sighed once again when I saw Sakura waking up enraged from unconsciousness, after her battle with ino. I wasn't very surprised though. Sakura was prone to big baby fits if she didn't get her way. What a selfish bitch. The pink haired wonder picked herself up from the floor and made her way over to him her eyes boiling with hate. Her fight was pretty pathetic. It consisted of her and ino chatting about there beloved mysteries avenger. Sakura took her place at my side. She turned to me with a pout. If she bit any harder on her bottom lip it would surly fall off, but for her that would be an improvement.
I ignored her stare, looking at the red haired sand nin across from me instead. I clearly heard the huff of anger from the bitch next to me, teammate actually. I didn't like calling her a teammate seeing as she never did much for me.
The sand nin noticed him staring, and locked eyes with him. The aqua green eyes spoke to me. They screamed blood lust, and loneliness. I blandly wondered if his looked the same. Bah! probably not. I was far to neutral to clue people in on my loneliness.
I heard a screechy sound in his left ear so he turned to it. Sakura. She was yakking about how it wasn't fare that she tied with ino and that the test must have been rigged. I wanted to scream to her that she tied with ino because they were both evenly matched and were incredibly weak. But, I didn't. Just like all the other times I wanted to yell and kill and maim the closest person near me.
I knew what came next.
The pain.
I turned my head back to the sand nin with a grave face, as if I didn't notice her. The nin, Gaara I remembered, bore holes into my eyes. The redheads passive stare not deterring me in the least.
His eyes were always half lidded and his voice a plain monotone, sometimes a sarcastic teasing he was told. I never really noticed. But I don't own a mirror much less look into one.
Sharp quick stabs of pain numbly reached my senses. I didn't flinch, or cry, or scream. I was used to this pain. I just stood staring into Gaara aqua eyes as if Sakura wasn't stabbing me in the head with a kunai. I also pretended to be not aware of the shocked looks coming from the rest occupying the room, or Kakashi casually flipping a page of his orange porn book.
In fact Kakashi awarded Sakura's violent behavior.
"Good job Sakura. Let out all your pent up anger." the scare crow didn't even look up.
What an asshole.
I also casually turned to her. "Sakura," I politely interjected "Could you please refrain from stabbing me."
Her face twisted up into an even uglier mess of a girl and spat. "shut up demon boy!" and continued her assault. She even went as far as to spit literally onto my gray cotton shirt. I always loved this shirt. The cotton was so soft, so of course I was offended. Who wouldn't be?
But I didn't act. Good old demon Naruto never fights back. At least that's what I wanted them to think, until I finally snap. She's started to stab my face, and now I notice that my shirt gets even more dirty. My icky blood is dripping down my chin and staining my nice cotton paradise. Who says demons cant bleed? Sakura of course. Being fed the same crap from her parents that I'm evil and no good. She probably thinks I'm creating a fox genjutsu and making fake blood ruin my shirt.
Some people…
Speaking of cruelty, I remember a long time ago when I was little and working my first job. How cliché, but I was dishwasher for a local beef restaurant. Do you know how hard dried beef is to get off plates. That probably why I got the job. But anyway, one day I washing a really filthy dish when the manager waltzes in a says to me.
"hey demon your fired." he continued counting money with his greasy fingers. I, of course was shocked because I needed this job to pay my rent. Witch is kind off funny to me because I was eight at the time. To young to get a job right? Wrong. Not for me. The business owners were plenty happy for cheap child labor.
But anyway I stop my viscous scrubbing and stutter up. "B-but sir why?" I was very polite back then. The slime ball looks at me and says.
"People up front don't like knowin' that the demon of konoha is touchin' stuff there eaten off of." and then he walks out the door. And so begins life on the streets.
So the moral of the story is that my life has sucked, and life Isn't fair. Well for me anyway.
Well now that sakura has worn down her bottom less pits of unrestrained anger on me she's stopped for now. And my face looks like its gone through a couple of meat grinders. But that doesn't faze me, but what does is the fact that I've been staring at that sand nin for a while now while zoning out, and so has he. His teammates noticed too. Their staring at me also. So by now at having three people constantly stare at you for about fifteen minutes eats away at you. I gave in and looked away. I felt there stares leave soon after when I realized I missed a whole fight. I wonder who fought. Guess I'll never know. The clean up crew are cleanin' up the blood splatters from the arena floor when I feel a prickly sensation on the side of my face. At first I think its sakura returning for another session, but when I turn to her she's staren' down at the arena floor.
It's the feeling of someone or something watchin' you. I've felt this feeling many times before. In the village it's a normality for people to stare at me, the demon. So I turn around and what do you know it's a feisty red head from sound sizing me up. I smile. Its common courtesy you know. She sees me smiling' at her and glares. A weird reaction if you ask me, but I'm guessing' its because of the blood running down my face. Most girls that I know don't like blood. Think its gross or something like that. Like their not relizing that it runs through their body too.
I'm happy and not surprised when I find that my wounds have healed up nicely, like they always do. You can thank Kyuubi for that. I swear that being is one tough beast. Inhuman people would call it, but I call it superhuman. And improvement from my view, but that's because I met the guy. Pretty okay guy if you ask me, but then again who would in this damn village.
I fall to the ground when sakura punches me smack dab in the head. And guess what just to yell at me for spacing off. Great, a new concussion to add to the pile of injuries. I faintly hear a distant Kyuubis voice reply. 'I'm chalking it down' he growls at having to waste his precious chakra.
"You idiot! Its your match and your sleeping through it!" she shrieked causing inner ear damage that Kyuubi luckily fixes up in a matter of moments. Another growl in protest that only my insane mind can hear. I look up at the computer board and, hey the pink haired whore wasn't lying.
Uzumaki, Naruto
vs.
Inuzuka, Kiba
I'd say it was luck or kami farted and changed destiny because I just became the luckiest man in konoha. Now you know me, and I would usually say I'm the luckiest man in the world but that wouldn't be correct now would it.
Kiba howls happily from a few yards away and says to his little dog. "looks like we got lucky huh boy." weird, didn't I just say that. In fact I said lucky about three times already. Yikes I got to expand my vocabulary. Now where were we. Ah yes where Kiba is boasting.
Then the dog boy grabs Akamaru and jumps of the balcony in a large leap. Me? I'm a slow kinda guy so I take the stairs respectfully, and skillfully avoiding Sakura's curled talons as she lashes out yelling stuff like 'slow idiot' or my personal favorite 'blow pop baka'.
When I reach the arena I can already hear Kiba's nonstop chatter, and add that dumb dogs barking it's a chaos of voices. I thought that the Inuzuka had sensitive ears, talk about blowing things out of proportion.
Kiba silences Akamaru, finally and grins. "So ,dead last I'm just wondering how did you make it this far in the exam. I was sure you were going to quit in the written test portion." I didn't like the his lips thinned against his teeth. But I dumped my repulsion in a imaginary pool of lava in my mind, and smiled.
"I could say the same for you, and your little dog too." came my witty reply. and if I do say so myself I think he was a little steamed. His grin morphed into a snarl and Akamaru circled his master unsure. For a brain the size of a tennis ball that dog was smart, or he knew of common sense. Either one will do.
The Procter, Hayate brought up his arms and started the match with a cough of course. Kiba broke into a run his claws extended ready for the killing blow. I was ready also, and not very worried. This kid couldn't do much but scratch him up a bit. And so I decided to make this fight brawl style.
I was not very impressed. Kiba charged at me and sliced through my shirt and left large gashes on my stomach. He scooted back a smidge and admired his work with a smirk. He was satisfied that was until I laughed.
I opened my eyes to meet his enraged face. "please." I chuckled. " Sakura can do more damage than you." I must of hit a nerve because he jumped up into the air and yelled. "Gatsuuga!" and her body rotated around until he looked like a human bullet. The big Kiba bullet was headed straight for me. But once again I wasn't that worried. The bullet drilled itself into my stomach, and I forced from my spot into the wall. Kiba stopped rotating and jumped away from me huffing and puffing.
Akamaru whined and Kiba looked up at me. He froze. His face looked mortified at what he'd done. I looked down at my stomach, and I could see everything. My stomach was dripping out in between my bladder and kidney and the rest, well lets say it was one big mess. By now most of the inexperienced genins had puked all over themselves and watched me In shock.
I laughed. It was a loud, and hysterical laugh. I couldn't keep it in, seeing Kiba's face, classic. Seriously though it never gets old. The faces they made were just so funny.
Once I stopped laughing I said to the dog boy. " are you stupid or what? If I was going to die I would have already. I mean did any of you see when sakura was stabbing me! In the head too!" and so I huffed and whispered 'genin' under my breath.
And this part I couldn't help myself. You know my bladder was falling out of my torn up belly. So I grabbed it and tossed it over to the frozen Kiba. The organ hit him in the mouth and if this could get any grosser it did. The bladder snagged on his elongated canines and ripped open. And if you guessed this already good for you. I hadn't gone to the bathroom in while so I'll leave it there.
The organ ripped open and hat urine splashed all over the Inuzuka. Oh and it gets worse. His mouth was open. The dog boy sputtered and gagged and fell to the floor. I took this small intermission to hold my belly skin flaps together so it could heal properly. Earning another growl from my furry guest, I made my way over to the anguished and drenched Inuzuka. I knelled before him and said.
"You own me a shirt." and I bonked him on the head so hard he would be asleep for a while. As I got up I relished the shaken up looks I received from my piers with a small smile. While walking towards the staircase I pulled out a metal flask and took a swig from its alcohol filled contents.
Taking my place beside sakura I turned to her and smiled letting her talk for the hundredth time since I met her. "You know, you went a little to far." it seemed like she calmed down from before. I didn't open that thing people called a mouth, instead I nodded and left it at that.
She didn't talk to me for the rest of the preliminary round. I took in the silence with pleasure. It was about time that walking brothel shut up. Maybe she was finally exhausted from talking about herself. I hoped it would last forever.
Sadly it did not.
She started gabbing when that green clad lad and Gaara fought. You know I vaguely remember anything of the other matches. I do wonder what happened in them. But beggars cant be choosers. Ever have that happen to you? One moment your reading a book and the next your at your house, the book misplaced. Weird. This was one of those moments. I awoke from his spacey trip, when Sarutobi called the winners down to the arena.
The hokage explained that the next test would be in a month and blah, blah, blah. I didn't really care about the details, Just the bulk of the conversation.
I was proud of my self for letting go and making Kiba look like a fool. But now I have a month to waste. As Shikamaru would say. How troublesome.
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Okay I'm might not make all of the chapters Naruto's POV. I was trying out something new. pretty short huh? well its three am and I'm all out of energy drinks, and i got writers block.
So as you might have noticed Naruto is different from the one from cannon.
Here's some main details you'll need to know:
Uzumaki, Naruto
Hair: blond not afro-ish as it is in cannon. Just spiky but natural.
Eyes: gray with a tinge of blue.
Clothes: grey cotton shirt, black died jeans.
Whiskers are there but more pronounced.
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