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Stolen
All she could see was warm darkness fading in to a vivid yet frightening light as was she pulled farther and farther away. She tried to fight what ever was dragging her into the abyss of light or at the very lest get her body to move but to her agony she remanded stiff. It was almost as if her very being was frozen by the cold light that somehow appeared to creep closer.
As she was being pulled further into the frozen luminous void she found her self gradually forgetting more and more. Obviously she didn't realize at first but a nagging told her some thing was missing. After that she found blanks where memories belonged.
'No I can't forget they need me! …I have to… I've got to …Do what?' she thought as she frantically tried to keep the memories of what was important but every time she came close to one it simply slipped away.
And so without reason to fight she succumbed to the unknown force. Her bones felt as though white-hot Iron was being poured on them, her skin and blood seemed burned with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns but her heart of memories felt empty and so…cold, so very cold.
A young boy rubbed his eyes as he awoke to darkness, with no knowledge of where he was. Fear and pain from red scraps and blue bruises griped him. Then just like wave of memories had hit him, it all came back.
'He had actually been having fun playing at the park. Then Akio, Katsumi, and Takeo the neighborhood bullies had appeared. Now Akio was a rather large boy, with blonde hair, jade green eyes and freckles. The short, pig nosed boy with black hair and eyes was named Katsumi. While Takeo had brown hair, brown eyes and had a stocky build.
"Hey look it's the …it's the weirdo?" said Akio pointing at him.
"Yah, the no…no talent wonder loser...kid," added dumbly Takeo.
Before he could stop himself words came flying out, "Wow, stupid."
The first one to understand was Katsumi and it took a second for that to happen.
"How dare you say that loser?" Katsumi growled.
"Yah, how dare you" repeated Takeo and Akio.
Once more Katsumi spoke, "You should be nicer to us or else."
"Okay, I'll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter." He said with a cheeky grin while the 'three stupids', as he had dubbed them, just stared in shock of his bravery.
What happed next was a blur but some how he had ended up running for his life with several bruises and scraps. He knew that he practically asked for it but come on it had been too easy.
With them gaining (which had surprised him) he desperately he had hid in a near by tree. Luckily the bullies had been given a lack of brains (as you probably have guessed) and ran right past the tree. And so feeling drained, he took what was meant only to be a nap.'
The child peered out from the leaves, his eyes wondered to the stars. A shooting star flew past his eyes in a flash.
'Wow, a shooting star. Hey, don't I get a wish? What should I wish for? Maybe that new Dragon Ball manga, or peace on earth? 80 bowls of Ramen? Twinkies? Money? A life long supple of ramen? No wait, two more wishes! Can I even do that?' were thoughts as his mind raced on what to wish for.
Finally deciding Naruto closed his eyes and whispered his greatest wish "I wish I had a friend."
He opened his eyes nothing happened, so he tried again and still nothing happened. He should have known better he told himself but he still felt hot tears fall from his eyes. His eyes became dry and wide as a cold light glowed at the base of the tree. Then just as suddenly as it had come it disappeared, leavening what appeared to be a girl about his age with blond hair in an Odango hairstyle laid still... so very still…
Nothing moved, for nothing dared break the apprehensive atmosphere. Not the grass moist with dew or even approaching twilight would risk it. Smoke drifted ever so lightly and in the midst of it two figures stood. A woman with a lofty yet imperative manner was before a meek child.
"You have done something cruel" were the woman's austere and tranquil words.
"It was the best choice."
"That is what makes it so terrible."
With head turned down the girl whispered, "I know."
"Very well, it will be done."
Wind blew the woman's white kimono laced with black roses', red butterflies and tied with a yellow ribbon. The girl's simple white sundress and black hair fluttered as she collapsed. The woman descended and scooped up the child in her arms. The elder turned her head. Her red eyes were filled with an odd mix of wisdom and compassion.
"I'm sorry."
With that everything began to twist, fade or shatter and soon all was gone.
"Do you think she'll wake up soon," a voice asked from above her.
"Hard to tell," another voice, this one sounded older than the first.
Her eyes fluttered open to a white room, "Where am –"
"Hi I'm Naruto!" a face of an over excited blond appeared right in front of her. She gave a small 'meep' of surprise.
"Naruto", a fist landed lightly on his head, "don't scare her. Hello, I am Iruka Umino."
"Oh umm… hi" she glanced around the small and blue-white room".… where am I?"
"In the Konohagakure, other wise know as the Hidden Leaf Village, hospital."
"How did I get here?"
"That's what we would like to know," ignoring Naruto, Umino replied, "my student, Naruto found you lying underneath a tree."
"It's because the star made my wish for a friend come true," mumbled the child. He didn't understand why no one not even sensei Iruka and he had been the one who told him about shooting star.
"Naruto…," he paused a hit of empathy in his eyes, "I…doubt that's how-."
"What's your name?" shouted the boy now identified as Naruto.
"It's…" her memory scurried away, "I... don't… can't remember."
"How about where you live or you're family?" asked Naruto's sensei.
"N…no" she stumbled.
"Do you remember anything?" asked the kid.
She shook her head.
"I see" whispered an elderly man standing in the door way.
"Lord Hokage," said bowing Iruka.
"Who are you?" inquired the girl.
"That's just old man Hokage" nonchalantly and impolitely spoke the blond male. This rude manner earned him another bump on the head.
"I'm Hiruzen Sarutobi, the Third Hokage leader of the Hidden Leaf Village" told her as he strolled over.
"Now… is what you said true?" doubt unmistakably shining though.
"Of course!" she retorted; how dare he doubt her? She had done no wrong.
"I'm sorry to insult but these are… uneasy times we live in. Since you can't remember, how about you stay in the village, train at the Ninja Academy and stay in the orphanage with Naruto. Is that alright with you?" the Hokage humbly inquired from under his hat.
"Yes!" Naruto answered for her.
Iruka raised an eyebrow to Hiruzen; he knew that the elders never agree to allow a stranger with no info to live in the village, sure she was a child but… and what was the Hokage doing here anyway? The Hokage just shrugged it off and turned his gaze to the children. Umino then did the same. At that moment a identical thought was born both Hiruzen Sarutobi and Iruka Umino.
'This will be interesting.'
Authors note: hi what do you think any good? I know it's short but hey. I would love suggestions. Is it too Mary Sue so far? There will be a reason for every thing. Usagi will get a name but I need some ideas. I'm a beginner so be nice about this fic or I'll have an evil emoticon glare, at you and a butterfly too Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨Ʒ. I'll work on it so don't forget to R&R.
chibi Naruto: what kind of loser writer are you?
Me: the kind who knows how to get revenge.
'Enter magical pit of alligators and sharp rocks with the blonds tied to a rock.'
Me: say you're sorry, Naruto.
chibi Naruto : never!
Usagi: Naruto, they're coming closer!
The End
P.s. "Ignorant people think it's the noise which fighting cats make that is so aggravating, but it ain't so; it's the sickening grammar they use" by someone
P.s.s. Guess who the woman was and if you get it right you get a
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Authors note: I'm a beginner so be nice about this fic or I'll have an evil emoticon glare, at you and a butterfly too Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨Ʒ but advice would be nice. Yes, i know it's short. Also I couldn't think of a better title and if anyone wants this to continue I need at lest one comment please!
P.s. English doesn't borrow from other languages. English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.
