Kasek: A non-crossover! FINALLY! I'm always writing about demons and Hollows and demonic fruit, and stuff. So, yeah, I got this idea in my head, for something slightly different, and now it won't go away. So, I'm gonna test it out a bit. Also, I guess I should warn in advance that this is going to be, like, Smart!Naruto and may even venture into Super!Naruto territory, though I'll try to avoid it as best as I can.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

It was approaching night-time in the Village Hidden in the Leaves. A brown-haired, brown-eyed boy, around 12 years old, was standing in front of a door. Said door was open, and standing in the doorway was an old woman, so old that she needed a cane to walk. "Thank you for helping with my groceries again, Tenshi. You're such a good help, just like always."

'Tenshi' gave a soft smile. "It's no problem, ma'am. I love helping people out."

The old lady smiled as she looked at Tenshi. "Still, it's nice to know that there are people like you in this world... I have the perfect thing for you. Here's a coupon for a free bowl of miso ramen at Ichiraku's; I know how much you love that place."

Tenshi's smile widened a little. "Really? You don't mind giving it to me?"

The old lady shook her head. "Of course not. I don't eat there anymore, and you've worked hard. You've earned it."

Tenshi carefully took the paper and placed it in his pocket. "Thank you, ma'am!"

She nodded as she smiled. "You be careful on your way home, alright? It's getting dark..."

Tenshi nodded gratefully. "Thank you for the concern. I'm almost a ninja now, but you never know who you're going to run into in a village where the impossible happens everyday."

As Tenshi walked away, he hummed to himself. It was a slow tune, that mostly went up and down the same four notes, though it went up two more at one point. His white cloak fluttered around him, concealing his white, long-sleeved t-shirt with an orange spiral on the front and blue jeans. He held out a brown-gloved hand in front of him, and balled it into a fist as he looked at the darkening sky. His stomach growled, and he blushed- it looked like he was going to spend that coupon rather quickly.

As he walked into the small restaurant and got on one of the stools, the owner, Teuchi, spared a glance, and smiled. "Ah, Na- Tenshi. What can I get you?"

Tenshi pulled out the coupon. "Ah... I've got a coupon for a bowl of miso ramen."

Teuchi smirked. "Heh. One free bowl of miso ramen, coming up. You going to order anthing else?"

Tenshi shook his head. "No... one bowl is more than enough for me."

Teuchi nodded in understanding. "You never eat much... I'm surprised you're so healthy, Tenshi."

Tenshi blushed, and scratched the back of his head. "Ehe... I guess I'm just lucky like that."

After Tenshi finished his meal, he gratefully bowed to Teuchi and his daughter, Ayame, and left to go home. Before he got there, however, he ducked into an alley, and made a one-handed handseal. A moment later, and his hair changed color from brown to blond, his hair spiked up, and his eyes changed colors from brown to blue. 'Tenshi' sighed in relief. "It's getting easier to hold up that transformation..."

You see, Tenshi is not really Tenshi- instead, he is Uzumaki Naruto, an orphan boy living in the Leaf village by himself. He has always liked helping people, but they almost never let him help them. He then went to the ninja academy as an extension of wanting to help people, and had learned the transformation technique. Using it, he had forged the identity of Tenshi so he could help people. With school and going home being the sole exceptions, he went everywhere as Tenshi. Life was a lot easier as someone else.

He was actually a bit surprised that no one had figured it out- both Naruto and Tenshi wore the same clothes, after all. Then again, he didn't really hang around the people from the Academy as Tenshi- he had probably met a fellow student as Tenshi once or twice. That said, he never really hung out with anybody as Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto was a social outcast- sure, he was nice (though he was too humble to admit it, probably the nicest kid at the Academy). Sure, he was smart (he would not deny being top of the class, but he wouldn't bring it up, either). But the other students just didnt seem to like him. It wasn't as if he hadn't made conscious efforts to make friends- but most people tended to ignore him. It wasn't that way at first- some people had actually been friends with him. But, sooner or later, they all turned from him. The only person who still was willing to talk with him was Hyuuga Hinata, and that was if he initiated the conversation. Even then, she was quiet, and would end conversations at the first opportunity, which she did with everybody.

He sighed as he entered his apartment. Tomorrow would be the day he would take the exams to become a ninja- he had no doubts that he would pass, but... he sighed as he hung up his cloak, and he let his white wings flap a bit. But... he was wondering if somebody like him should be a ninja in the first place. After all, he was an angel... should someone like that be a dealer of death?

Kasek: Short first chapter. Just gauging reader reaction and such.

Unlike my other stories, I think I might actually pursue a pairing in this fic (my other fics have hints of pairings, but it has yet to go anywhere). So, would you guys want NaruHina, NaruFemHaku, or what? Any straight pairing is accepted (I might even consider NaruFemSasu! Nah, kidding. I prefer SasuFemNaru, myself).