A young boy was walking through the wilderness. His name was Hyozan Nadare, he was about fourteen years old and he already was a nukenin. No one would've ever expected that. Or maybe everyone did, Hyozan didn't care. He never really cared about anyone but himself (just like any nukenin, really). If anyone got a chance to look at that boy up close they would say something's wrong with him. His skin wasn't just pale, it was as white as snow. His eyes were of a weird, bright, cyan-ish colour and his hair was just a teal mess. But the strangest part about this ninja were probably his teeth, they were pointy and most likely just as sharp as a shark's.
He'd been walking for days since he left Kiri, he would've found a way to escape those foggy islands, if he moved somewhere else, finding him would've been definitely more difficult.
It hadn't been that long since the blue haired boy betrayed and left his village, it had been only two or three days, Hyozan hadn't eaten and/or slept since, he was tired and he wanted to rest, but he couldn't. He could've been found at any time, he had to always pay attention to his surroundings and to any sounds he heard.
The nukenin heard footsteps and some voices, he quickly hid behind a tree.
-You really think we'll find some stupid kid in some big-ass fucking woods? -, it was a man's voice and it was really loud and annoyed.
-Yeah, he couldn't have gone that far- the second voice was like a deep rumble. It was very intimidating.
"They must be looking for me" the young boy thought, he looked at them.
The two men were wearing the same black robe with some white and red clouds, where they from some weird organization? Most likely. One of them was wearing a light grey headscarf and his mouth was covered, while the other one had fair skin and white hair. Suddenly the one with the headscarf turned towards Hyozan.
The boy turned away as quickly as possible, what if that guy saw him? Why were they looking for him? He was getting more and more worried. Thoughts started running through his head with great speed, he was tired, he was feeling sick and he was about to pass out. He started breathing heavily.
-Why did we stop? -, Hyozan stopped breathing, one of them heard him.
Footsteps were coming towards him… he was too weak to run away.
The footsteps suddenly stopped and the boy felt a hand gripping at his shirt, he was being lifted off the ground.
A pair of strange eyes looked at him. The scleras was red and the irises were green. Weird.
Hyozan was panicking.
-You're Hyozan Nadare, aren't you? - the man's voice was scary.
The boy was shaking and didn't answer before he was thrown back down to the ground. He coughed.
-Are you mute, you little piece of shit? – said the other man, the one with white hair.
Hyozan quickly got up, hoping his weak state didn't show through. Obviously failing.
-I … I…- his throat felt dry.
- The Akatsuki wants you to join the organization- the man with the headscarf said bluntly.
The teal-haired boy stuttered something before falling on the ground and passing out. He was too tired, too much in panic and too confused to think.
The white haired man looked at his partner and chuckled.
-I guess we can take that as a yes! –
- Shut up-
Author's note:
Hey guys! This is first story and I really hope you enjoy it!