I'M GOING TO GET THIS OUT NOW.
I. DO. NOT. OWN. NARUTO. AT ALL. GET OVER IT. I NEVER DID.
If I had, that story would be so messed up and angsty yet hilarious at the same time... but it isn't. Boo hoo.
I'm making Naruto awesome-er than it is. I swear.
Just kidding. Just kidding.

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Small, chubby feet took the small child in front of her. Farther, farther, farther. She had nowhere to go, nowhere to run, she was alone. Her father had simply rejected her for something she couldn't control. Small hands brushed against tree trunks, branches, leaves, and she gasped as she ran, desperate to survive. Once those bright blue orbs found a gate, she smiled, running and almost running into it. She held onto the wall, gasping, eyes closing. She was too young for this.

She was five.

"Hey, kid."

A voice. The small, blond child turned her head, eyes wide and filled with tears that hadn't yet fell. "Y-Yes?" She whispered, quietly.

"Kid, your dad wants you home."

There, a red-head popped out from behind a bush. But he wasn't talking. There was a blond teen next to him, with long hair. He kind of looked like a girl. At the thought, the small child giggled. "Otay, girlie-man!" She sang, not comprehending.

"Grr... I'm not... whatever, yeah. Like I said, your dad wants you home, so we'll take you back, alright?"

The red-head beside him just nodded, and the child couldn't help but believe. "Daddy wants me back?" She said, softly. When they both nodded, she took a few steps. "Okay!" She took a few more steps towards the blond who held out his hand, but then there was someone in the way. He was tall.

"Sorry, kid, I'm afraid these people are liars."

She stared, confused, then looked at the suddenly-angry face of the blond teen. "Nu uh! They take me to daddy!" She stated, defiant and still working on her speech.

"No, they're going to kill you. Please, just walk in those gates..."

She frowned, shaking her head.

"That's right, yeah! She's coming with us!"

She still frowned. What was going on? Why was someone else trying to stop her from returning home? Her daddy wanted her! He wanted her!

"What's your name, kid?"

The child stared up at the elder boy that stood between her and the other two. He didn't seem mmuch older than her. "Rose." She stated, smiling just a little, blue eyes wide with innocence.

"My name is Satoshi. Nice to meet you. And... well... sorry."

And then she was being thrown over the shoulder. Rose's eyes widened, tears falling. She screamed, pounding on the man's back. "No! No! Take me to daddy! Daddy!" She insisted, one hand reaching out for the blond and red-head who were currently talking together. "Get me outta here!" She whimpered.

"Hana!"

That man spoke in a language she didn't quite understand.

"Daijobuka?" The girl had said.

"Iie." The man that held her had shaken his head.

Then she closed her eyes, trying to ignore it. She was tired... she had ran so far... but she refused to sleep. No, she wanted to go back to her dad. Rose's eyes snapped open as she was moved to the woman's arms. "E-Eh?" She scrambled to run, but could not. That woman... Hana, was it? Well, that woman was strong. "Wh-what?"

"I've got a few things to take care of."

Rose watched the man run off, and she outstretched one, small hand. "N-No!" But he was gone. She sagged, tears falling.

"Hush, now. Everything will be fine. Get some rest, alright? We'll take you home soon."

The child was assured with that, and let her eyes close, snuggling in. She was tired, after all.

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When she awoke, there were whispers. The blond yawned, loudly, eyes opening to many different faces. Most young, like hers, ages five, six, seven. Hana, the girl that was holding her right now, was in her teens, she figured.

"You're awake."

She nodded as someone spoke, smiling. "Morning! Or afternoon!" She giggled, blue eyes wide with innocence. "I wanna go home now." There was silence. The child frowned, suddenly, tilting her head. "What?"

"Umm... we can't take you home."

She blinked. "What? Of course you can! Daddy wants me back!"

"Actually, the people that spoke to you... lied."

"Lied?"

"Lied." Hand frowned, stroking the girls hair. "So we're going to keep you here, alright? You'll like it here. I promise..."

Her voice was so soothing, Rose didn't argue. Just nodded.

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Rose was set on a bed, and told not to move. But, what sort of child would she be if she listened? The moment the brown-haired girl turned and left, the blond child hopped off and snuck out. She wanted to know where that boy who had kidnapped her went.

She situated herself at the door, and listened.

"Satoshi hasn't returned?" The woman's voice. The child pressed closer to the door, careful not to open it.

"No." Another child's voice, and Rose slowly and silently opened the door a crack. "Nobody's seen him. We believe he's dead." The blond's blue eyes were wide at the word, and she stared at the brown haired, brown eyed boy, as well as the blue haired, blue eyed boy next to him. Blue hair? That was odd.

"Oh... well... umm... I have nothing to say, Suyash." The teenager had said. Rose was surprised they weren't talking in that weird language again. Maybe they didn't know it, either? "You'll have to let Freda know."

The two cringed. "Freda won't take it well, though." The blue-haired kid piped up. "She liked him."

"That's why you have to tell her. I would, but I have to take care of the little girl."

Rose jumped, ready to run when the two kids stood to leave. Then, she did, taking off and sliding into the covers of the bed in the room she had been placed in, curling up and closing her eyes.

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The brunette and blue-haired kid walked, looking around as they did so. "Elma's house, right?" The blue-haired kid said, cheerfully.

"Yes, Tommy. Elma's house." The brunette rolled his eyes. "We have to ask for Freda at the door, though. We have to tell her the news." He turned a corner, snorting in laughter as his friend almost tripped in trying to follow.

"Then we can play with Elma, right, Suyash?" The three of them were inseparable. Through thick and thin, they would stay friends. Nothing would ever come between them. They had promised.

"Right." The brown haired child came to a stop at one door, knocking on it gently. He clasped his hands behind his back, eyes narrowed as he waited.

A long haired teen came to the door. She was smiling, eyes twinkling with happiness. "Can I help you?" She smiled wider in seeing who it was. "Oh! Are you here for Elma?" She asked, cheerfully.

"Actually, we have to tell you something, but we want to play with her, too. First, news." The brunette boy frowned, and Tommy lowered his head. Freda frowned, too. "Umm... a little girl was found near the gates. The Akatsuki were after her. Satoshi ran out to save her, brought her in, then ran out again to kill the Akatsuki members. He didn't come back." Honestly, Suyash should have been in tears. Tommy was crying again, but the boy wasn't, and he had just lost his brother. Satoshi was his brother. "We looked for him, but he isn't anywhere. We suspect..."

He trailed off, looking up at Freda. She was shaking. It sort of scared him. He watched as she shook, eyes widening, then mouth opening in a high-pitched scream;

"WHAT?!"

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Heyyyy~ This is Shal here. I go by Shal, or Hime-Sama, I suppose. Yeah... whatever. This is no time for introductions.
I'm trying to figure out where this goes, this completely AU Naruto...ish... fic. This is something me and Jam-Chan are putting together... Jam-Chan'll say hi in the next chapter. That was her chapter.
Anyway. To clear things up, Hana is an Inuzuka, she's Kiba's older sister, should you not know. And... this is not going to be at all related to the actual Naruto storyline, but it is going to be the characters in Jam and I's twisted mind.
Enjoy.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Shalbriri's Scapegoat, Hime.
P.S. JAM! JAM JAM JAM! Give me an area. North, south, east, or west. Just do it. I'm bored.
Whoever's reading this can, too.