A young man stared emotionlessly out of the tinted window of the limousine, his eyes covered by a pair of round, black sunglasses, the curved handle of a straight black cane with a silver tip hanging loosely in his grip. He sighed, brushing blond hair out of his face as the buildings of Bullworth, New England blurred outside of the car.
"Naruto, I know you don't like this, and neither do I." A man sitting across from him, their hair matching in color, but not style, spoke up with a small frown on his face. "But I don't like what I've been hearing out of Liberty City lately, and I want you to be safe. Bullworth Academy has a very strict disciplinary policies, and is one of the only schools outside of England with a Prefect system."
The woman sitting next to him, her soft green eyes misty behind her round glasses, reached over the distance and gently grasped Naruto's knee. "They have an on-site nursing staff as well, just in case any problems arise. We just want you to be safe, sweetie."
Naruto smiled softly at his parents. "I know, dad, mom. I don't like being away from you guys, especially in America. Barely anyone I know lives in the country, let alone this state." He grumbled, tapping his fingers against the smooth black metal of his cane.
"We hired a good bodyguard who will be staying in town, should you ever need them." His father said reassuringly. "Their number is third on speed-dial, right-"
"-Right below yours and mom's, I know." His son answered with a small smile.
"And we are only a short plane-ride away. If you ever want to visit us, or the other way around, all you need to do is call." The blond man finished as the limo pulled to a stop outside of the gate to Bullworth Academy.
"We're here, sir." The driver announced, exiting the front to walk around to the rear doors. With the driver's help, Naruto exited the car, leaning heavily on his cane and adjusting his sunglasses. His parents followed shortly, both shuffling and adjusting their clothing uncomfortably.
"Well, we sent your things ahead, Naruto, and all you need to do today is meet with the Principal, Dr. Crabblesnitch, okay?" His father said gruffly, sniffing slightly. "Have a good time, alright?"
"I will, dad." Naruto answered just as stiffly.
After a few seconds of silence, Minato Namikaze stepped forward and brought his son in for a tight hug. "You be safe, you hear me, Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze? Have a good year, meet some new people, make some new friends, maybe even find a girlfriend, but be happy, okay? I love you, and I want you to be happy."
"I know dad, I love you too." Naruto muttered into his dad's jacket, returning the embrace just as tightly.
After a minute, Minato stepped away, his eyes red, and his wife rushed forward, enfolding his son in her arms, crying unabashedly. "Oh Naruto, my baby boy!" She wailed quietly, squeezing him to her bosom, her dark blonde hair brushing over his head. "I'll miss you so much!"
"I'll miss you too, Nono." Naruto whispered, subtly wiping his face on her blouse.
"Don't forget to take your medication every day, and stay away from drugs and alcohol and slutty girls." She reminded him, sniffling as tears rolled down her cheeks. "And call me every weekend!"
Naruto pulled away, laughing wetly and wiping his eyes. "Who do you think you are, my mother?"
They shared a brief chuckle, and Nono gently grasped him by the face, pressing a firm kiss to his forehead. "I love you, my son."
He kissed her cheek, adjusting her glasses after knocking them awry with his own. "I love you too, mom."
They drew away, standing apart from one another. "We should leave," Minato announced morosely, "Or we'll have to take you with us."
Naruto laughed lightly. "I wouldn't mind that."
His parents chuckled for a bit, before silence fell again. Taking a deep, bracing breath, Minato reached over and opened the door up for his wife, allowing her to slip inside; but not without one more hug from her son. He briefly clutched Naruto to himself again, then entered himself, rolling down the window.
"Call us before you go to sleep!" Minato called as the limo began to pull away.
Nono popped out of the sun roof, waving both her arms. "Bye, Naruto! I miss you already!" She cried tearfully.
Naruto waved to them, continuing to do so as the limo faded into the distance. "Yeah…" He whispered. "Miss you already."
At the clicking sound of approaching heels, the blond teen drew himself up, fixing his black jacket and red sweater vest, adjusting his grip on his cane. "You must be Mr. Uzumaki-Namikaze," A stern but polite feminine voice stated as the clicking stopped.
Turning around, Naruto found himself looking up at a sharply-dressed woman, her dark brown hair curled around her face, which was weathered but fairly pretty and somewhat youthful, inset with a pair of keen blue eyes.
"Yes, I am." Naruto answered politely, bowing slightly. "I know my name can be a bit of a mouthful, so I wouldn't mind if you called me by Uzumaki."
The woman nodded briefly. "Very well. We've been expecting you. Welcome to Bullworth Academy." She raised her arms up and let them fall, her voice in a wistful sigh. "You should be very happy here. Very happy indeed."
"That remains to be seen, but I hope so, Ms…?"
"Danvers." She replied politely. "I'm the secretary for Dr. Crabblesnitch, who is expecting you in the main building."
"Ah." Naruto nodded, before sighing lightly. "I don't mean to impose, Ms. Danvers, but could I ask for you to lead me there? I am a new student, and, well..."
She held out her arm, allowing the blond teen to take it. "Yes, we were warned of your condition beforehand, Mr. Uzumaki. Rest assured, our Prefects will be looking out for you for the duration of your stay at Bullworth."
"Ah, thank you." He replied gratefully. "That sets me at ease."
As they walked along the path to the main building, Ms. Danvers pointed out the various structures. "The boys' dorm is to your right; that's where your room is." She said, gesturing to a rather new-looking two-story building. "Thanks to your father's donations, we have been able to repair and expand the dorm a good bit, and you will have your own room, as a way to say, 'thank you.'"
"I appreciate it." Naruto replied graciously.
"Directly opposite is the Girls' Dorm," She pointed to a similar building that was made of white and red bricks, with the latter having faded from age into a light pink. "It shouldn't need to be said that you are not allowed in there unless under special circumstances, Mr. Uzumaki."
The teenager nodded agreeably, his cane tapping against the brick path. "Indeed."
When they entered into the main courtyard, a trio of boys, all wearing untucked and partially unbuttoned white shirts along with jeans nearly accosted them, being drawn short by the icy, narrow-eyed glare that Ms. Danvers speared them with. They stumbled back and quickly retreated.
Naruto glanced up at the woman with a questioning look, and she sighed. "Some of the boys can be rather…rough-handed. Don't worry, as I said, the Prefects are looking out for you." She pulled his arm tighter against her side as they began to walk up a set of steps.
He nodded as they continued into the building itself, which had two floors that were accessible by two long staircases that extended up from a landing, a plaque bearing the name 'Bullworth' on the wall.
The two of them stepped up the staircases and entered into a room with a large oaken desk. "This is where you can find me if you have any questions, Mr. Uzumaki." Ms. Danvers stated, gesturing to her station, followed by pointing at a nearby door. "Dr. Crabblesnitch is through there."
Slipping his arm away from hers, Naruto gave her a short bow and grateful smile. "Thank you very much, Ms. Danvers."
"Of course." She replied with a small, tight smile.
Entering the room, Naruto found the walls covered in portraits of what he assumed to be the former principals of Bullworth, along with a mantle and a fireplace that held a small, crackling fire. Sitting behind a desk with intricate carvings on the front, sat a man who Naruto knew to be Dr. Crabblesnitch.
"Ah, you must be Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze, correct?" He asked in voice that was, simultaneously, stern, rough and cultured, with a face that practically demanded no-nonsense.
"Yes, sir." Naruto said respectfully, approaching the desk and holding his hand out to shake.
Crabblesnitch arched an eyebrow at him, but took his hand and shook it shortly, though Naruto got the feeling that he was satisfied. Taking a seat in one of the wooden chairs before the desk, the teenager sat straight and prepared.
"Very good." The Principal muttered, turning to a piece of paper on his desk. "Let me see here…ah, yes. I received your transcripts this morning, and I must say, I'm rather impressed. Although you were home-schooled, it says you excel in Chemistry, Math, Art and English."
Naruto nodded respectfully, leaning his cane against his side. "Yes sir. My condition may exclude me from more vigorous activities, but I always give my best effort."
"Good." Crabblesnitch nodded briefly. "That's an attitude that will serve you well in life beyond these walls. Now, after seeing your transcripts and meeting you in person, I can safely say that I didn't waste my time and effort in allowing you attend this Academy of mine. I have the feeling that you and I will be very good acquaintances by the time your year here is up."
"I hope so, sir." Naruto agreed with a small smile.
Crabblesnitch stood from his desk and walked around it. "Of course, I must warn you to keep a clean nose, my boy." He said sternly, but not unkindly. "The donations your father made were more than welcome, but don't think that I will you treat you with any leniency when it comes to trouble-making, just as I would any other student."
The new student nodded, standing from his seat. "Of course, sir. I would hope for nothing less."
"Very good." The Principal turned to the open door and called, "Ms. Danvers, are you back yet?"
The clicking of the secretary's heels came before the woman, who was carrying a tea tray loaded with a full tea service. "Yes, Headmaster. I brought your tea." She gushed girlishly.
Nodding happily, the Doctor gestured to his desk. "You are good to me, Ms. Danvers."
She swept past him setting the tray carefully on his desk. "No more than you deserve, Headmaster." Danvers sighed longingly over the last word.
Unseen to them, Naruto quirked an eyebrow over the fawning the seemingly level-headed woman was giving to the Principal. "Ms. Danvers, please show our young friend around and make sure he receives the proper attire, please."
"Of course, Headmaster." She simpered, before turning to Naruto. "Come along, Mr. Uzumaki."
Naruto proceeded to join her at the threshold, but was stopped by Dr. Crabblesnitch. "After you are properly outfitted, you may take the rest of the day to get acquainted with the grounds and the students, or join the afternoon classes after lunch. This is the only time I will extend this offer; after today, I expect you to be in class, on time."
"Thank you, sir. Of course." He bowed lightly, before making his way from the room. "Have a good day, Doctor."
"And you as well, my boy." The Principal replied.
Ms. Danvers suddenly blushed as they approached her desk. "I apologize, Mr. Uzumaki. It escaped my mind that I had already shown you around beforehand. I will come with if you insist, but I do have my duties to attend to."
"That's quite alright, Ms. Danvers." Naruto replied politely. "I know how busy the life of secretary is, ma'am, and I know the way to the Boys' Dorm. Thank you, once again."
She curtseyed, a small smile playing about her lips. "It was my genuine pleasure, Mr. Uzumaki."
Leaving the room, Naruto sighed as he descended the stairs. He glanced around, making sure no one was watching, before he hopped up on the wooden banister and slid down the polished surface, landing lightly on the tiled floor, twirling the cane by his side rather than leaning on it.
Exiting the building, he found several students milling about, all turning to look at him with curious and calculating eyes. Naruto expected that. He was the new student, after all. It was inevitable that he would draw attention.
Making his way to the dorm, he frowned upon seeing a larger kid knocking the books out of the hands of younger kid, holding a fist up in a threatening manner. As he passed the two by, Naruto quickly flipped his cane and hooked the handle around the bully's ankle, yanking up and sending the bigger kid to the ground.
Whistling to himself, Naruto came to the dorm building, only to find himself surrounded by boys, three of them being the ones who accosted him and Ms. Danvers earlier, along with two others.
"You know what time it is!" One of them crowed, pounding his fists together. "Yup! Time for a beatdown!"
Arching an eyebrow, Naruto saw that the area was empty for the most part, so he was on his own.
"That's right! Beat the new kid down!" Another cheered, his tone hungry for violence.
Not even here for thirty minutes, and already someone is wanting to fight me. Naruto thought with a sigh, before adjusting his grip on his cane. What a mistake they've made.
The one in front charged at him, wildly swinging his fists. The blond ducked and weaved through the blows, allowing the bully to overshoot and miss. He swung his cane around and slammed the end into the bully's stomach, before pulling it back and swinging it into the back of his head, the impact of metal meeting flesh echoing.
The bully fell to the ground, clutching the back of his head and groaning.
Turning to the other bullies, Naruto glanced at them over his glasses, a smirk on his face. "What was that about a beatdown?" He taunted, spinning his cane.
"You're dead!" Another yelled angrily, charging at him.
Naruto sighed and stepped forward, flipping his grip on his cane and smacked the bully across the face with the handle, before twisting his wrist and wrapping the handle around his neck and pulled him forward. The blond kneed the other boy in the stomach and bent him over, whipping something black and compact from his pocket and jamming it under his chin, pressing the button on the side.
The crackle of electricity buzzed through the air as the bully began to jerk and spasm. Naruto released the button and let the bully fall, holding up the taser. "Anyone else?"
The door to dorm was kicked open as a large boy, taller than all the others and twice as muscular stepped out and roared. "Russell will kill new kid! New kid dead!"
The boy, Russell, closed the distance with surprising speed and lashed out. Naruto ducked under the blow that would have surely broken his nose and hopped back, prepared to fight as Russell roared and pounded his chest like a gorilla.
"Hey, you! Break it up!" A stern voice called, causing the still-conscious bullies to quickly vacate the area. "That's enough out of you! Break it up!" A portly black man ordered, pointing at them.
Russell stepped back with a huff, and the finger was switched to Naruto. "You! Why are you not in your uniform, young man?" He barked at the blond. "Go change immediately!"
The larger teen grunted and pounded away, while Naruto scowled at the man. "I just arrived here less than half an hour ago. This is the first time I've even been near the dorms." He protested.
"Fine." The man humphed. "Go change into your uniform, or it will be detention for you!" With that said, the teacher turned on his heel and stalked off. With his back turned, he didn't see Naruto flip the bird at him.
Scoffing, the blond turned back to the dorm, lightly kicking one of the groaning bullies in the side. Of course, defend myself and I get in trouble for not wearing the right clothes. I can already tell I'm going to have a fan-fucking-tastic time.
Stepping in, he found the interior to be rather nice, with navy blue carpeting and the occasional rug in the hall. As he searched for his room, finding it to be the one immediately to the right of the entrance hallway, Naruto was greeted by a voice. "Hey, you're the new kid!"
Turning, he found himself facing another boy, this one slightly shorter than him with hair that was buzzed on the sides, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, with a smirking face that Naruto instantly wanted to punch. "That's what they tell me." He replied shortly, turning to his room.
"Friendly, aren't you?" The kid smirked at him.
Sighing, the blond turned back. "Is there something you want?" He asked with an arched eyebrow.
"To be the leader of a globe-spanning empire." The other kid answered easily. "You seem pent up, friend. You should relax."
Naruto pointed at the door leading outside. "I was just attacked by a group of punks, and the only 'authority figure' to come by railed me for not wearing the right clothing, so excuse me if I seem 'pent up'."
The other kid's hand whipped out, seizing Naruto's wrist. "Hey, I said you should relax, friend."
Naruto glanced down at the hand on his wrist, before pulling away. "Don't. Touch. Me." He growled lowly.
Stepping back, the other kid raised his hands in surrender. "You just arrived at the toughest school in the country; I'm offering to be your friend and trust me, in this school, you need friends."
"You haven't offered shit." Naruto pointed out. "All you've done is lecture me."
"Oh right, where are my manners?" The kid said mockingly, before bowing a little. "Gary Smith, the smartest person you'll ever meet. Say, do you want to be pals?"
Whatever this smarmy little punk is planning, it can't be good for me. Naruto thought, smiling and shaking his hand. "Naruto Uzumaki." I have my eye on you.
…
A little while later, Naruto sat on his actually rather comfortable bed, pulling on the stiff new khaki pants he wore. He looked up as someone entered his room, finding it to be a nervous-looking boy with brown skin, wearing a blue sweater vest over a pink shirt.
"Hey." He greeted Naruto nervously, holding out a hand. "How you doing? You must be the new kid. I'm Pete, Pete Kowalski.'
The blond student firmly shook his hand, smiling slightly. "I'm Naruto, Pete. You got any idea why I've been here less than an hour and some people already want me dead?"
Pete shrugged helplessly. "It's Bullworth. Parts of it may have been refurbished, but it's still a dump."
"Great." Naruto sighed, shaking his head. "And my father wanted me here instead of Liberty City."
"'Oh yes, because a teenager in Liberty City would be so much safer because I'm a thug.'" Gary said mockingly, entering the room. "Drop the tough guy act, pal."
"'Drop the douchebag act, pal'." Naruto shot back, unamused. "I don't know what your problem is-"
"ADD, primarily, but also life, my parents, this school, western civilization-" Gary started listing off.
"-and I don't care." Naruto finished, glaring at the other boy over the top of his glasses. Pete chuckled quietly to himself.
Gary shrugged uncaringly. "Eh, enough about me." He noticed the pink-clad boy and smirked, grabbing him by the shoulder. "I see you've already met the dorm's mascot. Ladies and gentlemen I give you 'Femme boy', the girliest boy in school."
He slapped a down-trodden Pete harshly on the back, sending the other boy stumbling forward. Naruto scowled at the sight.
"Petey, haven't you got some imaginary friends to annoy?" Gary taunted, waving dismissively.
"Why don't you leave me alone, Gary?" Pete argued nervously, still refusing to make eye contact.
Gary smirked smugly. "Oh, look at you! 'Leave me alone Gary! I'm really self-important now that I've finally hit puberty!' What's your problem?" He asked mockingly.
"His problem seems to be you, being a dick all the time." Naruto interrupted, interposing himself between the two. "And you know what? He's been better company than you so far."
The scarred kid scoffed, crossing his arms. "And what do we have here, the new kid, standing up for the little guy? Stop the presses!"
Naruto grimaced at Gary, glaring at him over the top of his glasses. "Get used to it. It's something I do." He stated firmly.
Throwing his hands up in surrender, Gary turned to leave. "Fine, be that way. I can see when I'm not wanted."
Naruto sighed, turning to Pete. "I need to unpack. Do you mind leaving?" He asked politely.
Pete, who was looking up at him with something that looked like awe, jumped slightly. "Oh yeah, sure. Thanks for standing up for me, by the way." He said thankfully.
The blond shrugged. "No problem. I just met him and I can't stand that guy already."
"Me neither." The smaller boy admitted with wry smile. "See you at lunch?"
"Sure thing."
As Pete left, Naruto closed and locked the door before pulling one of two suitcases onto his bed and unlocking the latches, flipping it open. Inside were several items of clothing that he quickly sorted into the nearby dresser. Having emptied one, he set it in the closet and opened the next, this one full of personal effects. Setting a picture of his father and mother on the desk, along with a few books in the bookcase, he also pulled out three pill bottles, and arranged them next to his alarm clock.
Having cleared it out, he tapped the bottom of the in a very specific sequence, allowing the panel to pull away. Reaching inside, Naruto extracted a small, black pistol and a box of bullets, which he hid in a drawer that he locked with his own personal padlock, one that required a fingerprint to open.
Sighing, Naruto flopped on his bed, looking up at the ceiling.
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My name is Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze, though I prefer just 'Uzumaki'. It's nothing against my dad, it just fits better, in my mind. I was born and raised, for the most part, in Japan. My father is Minato Namikaze and my mother was Kushina Uzumaki. She died giving birth to me from a mixture of me being premature and both of us suffering from an illness. According to our doctor, I was a miracle baby, because I survived being born early and an infection, whereas the mortality rate for that is around 89%.
I didn't get out unscathed, though. My eyes are far more sensitive than most everyone else, which requires me to wear sunglasses everyday, and sometimes, if the moon is full, at night as well.
I also have-had a heart condition the makes it so that I can't exert myself too bad, or I could have a heart-attack and die. And by 'had', I mean I don't anymore. I got a heart transplant more than a few months ago and while I'm supposed to take it easy, I get the feeling that won't be possible at Bullworth Academy.
Anyway, after my mother died, the Nurse in charge at the hospital watched over me for a long time, and also acted as an emotional support for my dad. Eventually they fell in love and got married when I was three.
I don't remember my mother at all, but I don't mind. Nono has always been there for me since I can remember, and I love her and my dad very much.
But, Dad's been expanding his business into America and it's not exactly safe in Liberty City, so they enrolled me in Bullworth for the year; though I get the feeling my father was mislead when he heard about this place. Bullies seem to run rampant, and if that asshole who yelled at me for being out of uniform is any example, then it probably extends up to the teachers as well.
Just great.
I hate bullies.
…
Naruto walked up the steps to the Academy's main doors, Pete briskly trotting by his side. "So, 'Naruto', right?" The nervous boy asked. "That's Japanese, isn't it?"
"Yup." The blond boy answered easily. "Japan born and raised."
"Ah." Pete muttered, "You don't have much of an accent."
Naruto shrugged and pushed open the door, spotting the small crowd heading for the cafeteria. "Lots of practice, Pete. You want to get lunch?"
"Sure." The two of them made their way to cafeteria, a large room with five wooden tables and a clean kitchen behind a buffet style table. "The food isn't all that bad after Crabblesnitch fired that mean old woman who used to be the cook. Then again, the cheapest thing on a Burger Shot menu would taste better than that crap."
Naruto hummed in thought. "Sounds bad."
"It was." Pete stated firmly.
They grabbed a tray and served themselves, taking a seat at the far end of one of the tables. "So, Pete, what can you tell me about the students here?" Naruto asked politely.
The pink-shirted boy sighed. "Well, over there we have the Nerds." He pointed down to the other end of their table, where several nerdy looking boys sat, apparently playing a table-top pen and paper RPG. All wore the Bullworth Academy uniform, though their vests were green and had yellow piping around the collar. "They're all social outcasts, and you would think they would nicer for it, but they're actually sneaky assholes."
Naruto quirked an eyebrow at the sour look on Pete's face. "Whatever RPG they're playing, a lunch time session is nowhere near enough time to do anything."
The other boy shrugged. "If you say so. You can find them in the Library most days. Next table is the Preppies." He pointed to a group who, to a man, wore blue checkered sweaters and seemed to carry themselves with a very snobby air. "They're the ones with old money and the attitude to go with it."
His mind went back to the boardrooms he had seen his father, recalling the stiff, pompous men who expected everyone to capitulate to their whims just because they had cash. "I know people like them." Naruto muttered, glancing over at the small group, catching the eye of a tall brunette who gave him a once-over and a small wave of her fingers.
"Next up is the Greasers." Pete gestured to a group of men who leaned on one of the walls, wearing leather jackets over their uniforms and gloves, with combed, slightly greasy looking hair. "Don't let the bad dress-sense fool you, they're just as mean and violent as every other clique in this place, but they definitely don't like the Preps."
Looking over their clothes, Naruto shook his head in wonder and dismay. "Do they think it's still the Fifties, or something?" He asked lowly.
"I don't know what's wrong with them, exactly, but watch out for them." The pink-wearing boy warned. "And definitely watch out for the Jocks. They rule the school with an iron fist."
The blond across from him finished off his juice and wiped his mouth on a napkin. "From the way you've been introducing them, I'm guessing there's some sort of Hierarchy here?" Naruto deduced, glancing at Pete over his sunglasses.
"You guess right." He admitted with a sigh. "The Jocks pick on everybody, the Greasers pick on everybody but the Jocks, The Preppies pick on the Nerds, and the Nerds pick on everybody else that isn't in some sort of clique. And those guys you've seen running around? They're the Bullies. They do whatever they want, basically."
Naruto blew out a long sigh, eyeing the various Cliques with his hand on his cane. "Fantastic. I wasn't supposed to be in Liberty City because of the all the gang activity, and yet, this school is full of gangs in miniature."
Just then, the bell rang overhead and the lunchroom began to clear out. "That's basically Bullworth in a nutshell." Pete finished, dumping his trash in a nearby. "Well, I've got class. See you later?"
"Sure thing." Naruto waved to his new-found friend and stood, making for the exit, passing by the various students as they made for their classes. Stepping through one of the doors, he suddenly impacted another person, sending their armful of books and papers to the ground with a small screech of surprise.
Recovering, Naruto knelt and began to gather the dropped items with an apology. He stopped when his hand bumped against the hand of the person he had run into. The fingers were long, pale and slim, with well-done nails. Following the arm up, he found himself looking into a pair of dark green eyes set in a pale, heart-shaped face that was framed by red bangs. "Sorry about that." He said sheepishly, standing with the girl and passing her things over.
"Oh, it's no problem," She waved his apology off with a small smile. "I wasn't looking where I was going. Oh, hey, you're the new kid!"
Naruto nodded blithely. "That would be me, yes. My name's Naruto."
Her eyebrows went up in surprise, interest shining in her eyes. "That's Japanese, right?" Without giving him time to answer, she continued. "It's so cool to meet a foreign student!"
She blushed lightly, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face. "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Christy Martin."
Naruto bowed slightly in return, and the second bell rang. "It's nice to meet you Christy." He said politely.
"You too, Naruto. I should go, but I hope we run into each other again." Christy replied, before stuttering, "Well, I don't mean literally, but…I should go."
Waving to her, Naruto left the building and went back to the Boys' Dorm, locking the door to his room and sitting on his bed. Well, if it's any consolation, the girls seem to be cute. He thought to himself. All these cliques running around…someone needs to do something about them…why not me?
He glanced outside of his window and saw a Bully with dark brown hair threatening a Nerd. He gripped his cane firmly and cracked his neck. Yes…why not me? Bullworth has a bullying problem. Problem, meet the solution.
Naruto turned on his heel and left his room, heading for the altercation outside.
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A/N: This was finished September 27, 2015. I just had an idea that I wanted to write down after marathoning Bully over the weekend, and this is the result of that idea. I have no idea where it will go, really, as Naruto is not Jimmy and thus the events won't proceed as canon.
Expect my usual M-Rated fare, though with less blood.
The idea is that this would be like the prologue to a Naruto in GTA V kind of story, but you never know. It's going into cold storage right now, until I finish one of my other stories.
It should also be noted that this is a slightly less cynical version of the GTA world, i.e. not everyone is a self-serving bastard. There are actually good people, they're just outweighed by the bastards. Also, Ms. Danvers is based on the younger-looking concept art of her instead of the in-game version, and she's not a shrieky, strict shrew. The benefits of being younger, you see.
Stay Awesome.
~Soleneus
P.S.: While this is a test fic, that shouldn't stop you from reviewing or anything. The 'test' is more for me, to see if I can write something in the GTA-verse. If you liked it and want to see more, go ahead and tell me. If you think it needs work, also go ahead and tell me. but remember it's in cryogenic storage as of publishing.