Title: A Sparrow's Adventure

Summary: Where a little Sparrow gets in some trouble and it's up to his friends to help him.

Author's Note: Hi everyone! This is my first FanFiction so remember that reviews get cookies, and flames burn your review cookie! ^o^" However constructive criticism is always welcome! Enjoy! :D


Prologue:

Waiting on back-up is such a drag… Sparrow thought impatiently. The oak branch he was perched on was hurting his arse and Sparrow wanted to just get the mission done and over with. He was blending in with the scenery perfectly, with his chakra masked and his motionless form. This hadn't been a solo mission, oh no, the other two skilled Anbu members were no more, the assailant unidentified and still tracking Sparrow. Of course, Sparrow couldn't have brought their bodies back to be buried properly, so with his acidic water ball jutsu he watched in agony as the two teammates, and friends, were reduced to mere air particles, their flesh peeling off gruesomely and disintegrating to nothing. Tired of waiting he summoned two sparrows quietly, and just as his name suggested, sent them on their way to find the back-up squad. Before he had met his lover, Sparrow would have never thought he would be able to use his family's jutsu for the benefit of Konoha, who would've thought that being able to control birds would ever be so useful? So with the help of his lover, Sparrow was able to pass the Anbu exams with flying colors, and was given the name of the bird he uses the most. The reason he used sparrows so much is only because of how common they are, and they know how to follow instructions. Along with the fact that they can speak with the other animals, which is not a common thing in the wild. Knowing that his thoughts were straying, Sparrow blocked out his memories, and focused at the task at hand. Listening for the birds' calls Sparrow heard three sharp chirps and a quick half chirp that wasn't that far away. Okay, so that's three people and one dog… I hope that's not- Sparrow's thought was caught short as he heard a twig snap. Back-flipping off of the tree branch as kunai rained down upon it he narrowly missed the poison-tipped kunai from nicking his leg. Snapping his head up Sparrow saw the attacker leap at him, he had a mask on, but his hair was a familiar shade of grey. No, Kabuto isn't that fast. Sparrow stated in his mind. So, who is this?