A Real Shinobi
Naruto decided at a young he wanted to become a shinobi, but not a shinobi of today. He decided he wanted to become a real Shinobi, a shinobi that didn't use fireballs or throw explosives around in battle, a shinobi that got in and got out
Introduction.
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A lone black figure moved quickly through the buildings making little to sound, even to the most trained ears. The figure was completely covered in black, with three kunai strapped to his left side and two shuriken strapped to his right and about 4 feet 2 inches. If manged to notice the figure so would think he was in some kind of a desperate sort of hurry, but if could listen ( or see) his heart beat you realize he was completely calm, as though he had done this many,many times. The date was October tenth, the day of the Kyuubi attack.
The perfect day for our soundless figure to carry out his simple yet effective plan.
Simple: Kill Ijirashii . Effective: Get first kill out of the way, leave little, to no evidence. A.KA training.
Yes, kill some one named lovable. From what are figure had learned he was aptly named, a nice middle aged man who owned a candy store and gave out free candy quite often. But this did nothing to hurt his profits, because, believe it or not, people just couldn't fight the urge to bye stuff from him! Of course he was nice to all but one. Uzumaki Naruto. A.K.A the demon of konoha. The reason for his hate towards Naruto was unknown at the moment but our Figure, (Naruto) really didn't care, he just needed a kill to get his first out of the way and he wanted to keep it simple and give that kill a reason.
As Naruto reached his destination he quickly whipped his head around, at the same time sensing for chakra. There was none. Every body had already left for the festival. All expect one Ijirashii. It was very easy to keep him at home away from the festival. Just poison his wifes favorite spices and let his stomach heaving do the rest. He designed the poison to work best with his Ijirashii's blood type so it lasted two weeks instead of one. Of course this meant he had to make a small dose of poison and pray that Ijirashii had a weak immune system. He did so of course, he missed the festival.
Naruto was currently picking the lock, hands shaking and heart beating faster. He stopped and took a deep breath. There was no rush, he had three more hours. Though he did take a quick look around him. After about ten minutes he finished picking the lock and slipped inside. He crouched down and listened. The only sound he heard was the sound of dry heaving. He smirked before silently moving toward the sound. " Stinking food poisoning... ( ugh) oh god... ( vomit)... uhhh... when will this end?" Naruto slowly moved behind Ijirashii, heart beating faster and faster. Ijirashii flopped down on his bathroom counter, picking up a glass and drinking the water in long gulps, eyes closed. There was a flash of steel and Ijirashii dropped dead on his bathroom floor, blood pooling under him, a slit on his thoart.
Naruto quickly crouched over the body and carefully cut open his belly, ignoring the bloody pool under his feet. When he finished he calmly located the liver and cut it out. He needed to cut them out, in case they checked them for poison. But then again they may connect the dots... he needed to make sure it looked like a psycho did this so... he cut out the lungs and kidney. He taped his chin thoughtfully before ripping out the heart and tearing it to shreds. Should he take out the brain to... no, he had done enough. He walked to the front door and locked it.
He walked back to the bathroom and opened the window and got outside before closing them. Then kicking them in. Psychopath, psychopath... he was leaving, he needed to go. The time for stealth was over.
Today is Uzumaki Naruto's birthday. He is nine years old.
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Konha was in a mild uproar ( as in lots of gossip) the next day. Everyone had heard of the murder. Naruto was calmly sitting in his room listing to the ridiculous rumors. Maybe he had a jealous old lover, maybe he was cheating, or maybe his wife killed him! Naruto snorted. Utter crap. But that wasn't important. He said he would see Sarutobi to day, all though he didn't want to. He wanted to read today. He heard the giggle of Wannabe Kunoichi on the street, talking about the dreamy prodigy of the Uchiha Clan.
Uchiha Sasuke, supposedly the next Uchiha prodigy next to his brother, Itachi. And Naruto believed it.
The kid was nine years and he had already almost mastered his Sharingan! Of course when this fact was made public they offered him the chance to become genin right away. He declined saying he wanted to get there at the average age. Considering thats his brother accepted that offer when they offered it to him he immediately went up twenty popularity points over his brother in the underground fangirl voting polls. Naruto snickered. It must have been hard for Itachi to hide that kick in the groin to his pride to himself.
Naruto sighed. It was time to go. He shoved the book he was reading in his back pocket and opened the door with a rushed thud, a picture of an excited civilian. He ran to the Hokage tower, kicking up gravel on the way. He ignored the glares the chuunin sent him as he walked inside. " Hi Jiji!" Naruto yipped. Sarutobi smiled but it seemed strained. Naruto noticed an old guy with with silver hair Standing by the desk looking... angry? He was glaring at him like he let some dead person down...
" Naruto could you please wait outside for a minute?" Naruto blinked before nodding. " Okay!" he chirped.
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" Why isn't he in the academy!" Jiraiya snapped as soon as Naruto left the room. Sarutobi sighed before pinching the bridge of his nose. " He didn't want to go. I offered him the real ninja academy, because he seemed good at tactics and was all ways reading a ninja book. He's brilliant. He seems to Hell, he picked up Taijustsu scroll from the library, he still trains. I've seen him using his taijustsu and if I must say say he's very proficient at it. I first gave him the option when he was six, three years earlier than most people start but he declined.. At first I thought it was because he would fill awkward being the youngest kid in the class but I offered it to him the year after that and the year after that, etc... he just doesn't want to be a ninja."
" So he's a coward?" Jiraiya snapped. " Jiraiya! You can't blame this is on him! You promised to take care of him and you didn't follow through! You've seen how much you've failed so your trying to make up for lost time twice as hard! But its to late! You could've have stopped it but now its to late!" Sarutobi took a hit off his pipe before opening one of his drawers and pulling out some paper and handing it to Jiraiya. Jiraiya raised an eyebrow. " You wanna make up for lost time then adopt him. If you do it within fifteen minutes you can adopt him today." Sarutobi said. Jiraiya immediately went to work, but suddenly looked up. " Bu-." Jiraiya started. " Screw the council, I'm the kage." Jiraiya stared at him for a moment before shrugging. When Jiraiya finshed ( with two minutes to spare) Sarutobi took the papers before saying calmly, " Don't tell him. He's not ready to know."
Jiraiya was on the verge of protesting before Sarutobi said rather calmly, " I wouldn't be surprised if he's connected the dots about kyubbi. How would you feel if your father damned you to never ending hatred." Jiraiya shivered slightly.
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Naruto turned a page in his book, resisting the urge to channel chakra in his ears to hear better. He had was beginning watched. Although they had there masks on Naruto could tell it was a Hyuuga. Only a Hyuuga or a Uchiha would that ' Grovel before me, mortal' air. And he wasn't swiveling his head from side to side slightly like the other guy. He was just staring. And Naruto felt that slight chakra wave coming off of him every two minutes.
If Naruto channeled any chakra here he'd tackle him. And drag him to interrogation. He wouldn't survive. So he calmly kept reading. Naruto looked up when Jiraiya entered the room looking much happier. When the ANBU saw him they both bowed but Jiraiya ignored them and instead grinned at Naruto. " Come with me." Jiraiya said. Naruto narrowed his eyes but only briefly. But it was noticeable. " Why?" Naruto asked skeptically.
Jiraiya's grin only got wider. " Training." Naruto didn't even bother hiding it. He glared. "I was going to do that anyway. I don't need you." Naruto stood and turned to leave, obviously Sarutobi was to busy... perfect. More time to train. " Ninja training?" Jiraiya didn't even bother hiding his glee. Naruto looked at him strangely. " Ninja training. I don't need ninja training." Jiraiya frowned slightly. But only slightly.
" Well we still need to talk." Naruto was about to retort when kyuubi quickly snapped in his mind, ' Take the offer damnmit! It might come in handy! And you could get into the good sections of the shinobi library.' Naruto cocked his head to the side, looking at Jiraiya.There was a good section to the shinobi library per say. Naruto, being a civilian, could only get into the simple Taijustu and medical scrolls. 'That well go against every thing I satnd for in a shinobi...' 'Well you exactly get very far with what you know.' 'True... plus he might be able to get me a good Medic and Taijustsu master to train me...' Naruto fought down his smirk.
" Fine." Naruto said, allowing distrust to be shown in his eyes.
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" So Naruto – Can I call you Naruto?" Jiraiya asked. " Uzumaki." Naruto said. He ignored the hurt in the old mans eyes. " And you are..." " Jiraiya." Jiraiya said holding out a hand. Naruto stared at it before slowly reaching out a hand to shake it. There was an awkward silence before Jiraiya took a deep breath. " Your probably wondering why I wanted to talk to you." Naruto just sat there so Jiraiya continued.
" Well what do you know about Kyuubi." Naruto blinked before whispering out, " I know." That was all that needed to be said. Jiraiya winced. If Naruto knew Jiraiya expected sorrow or pain in his eyes. Not bottomless rage. And Jiraiya had a feeling it was directed at the village, not at Kyuubi. But it was just a feeling. A very strong feeling. He shook it off and quickly got own with what he wanted to talk about. " I'm adopting you." Jiraiya said rather suddenly.
Naruto eyes seemed to flash. Where did that come from? Jiraiya shook his head like a dog would shake off water. Jiraiya clenched his fist. Could he tell him who his father was? Was it a good Idea? No... it wasn't. That could make him despise his father. No... would...
" Well what about that Ninja training?" Jiraiya expected a no again. But to his surprise Naruto seemed to be thinking it over. 'Kyuubi... if I accept I'll have to the academy or else I'll look suspicious... and going to the academy could be counter-productive... theres a small chance of that but still... on the other I could that good medic and Taijustu-nin to teach me... and I could get in to the better ninja sections... Kyuubi?'
' Take the damn offer!'
Naruto looked at Jiraiya before sighing. " I suppose you also want we to sign up for the academy." Jiraiya allowed a small smile. " That was going to be another part of the deal. I give you ninja training, you go to the academy." And become a ninja. That part didn't need to be said. Naruto cocked his head to the side. "Why do you want me to become a ninja so bad." Naruto didn't want to ask but there was a small chance Jiraiya might get suspicious if he didn't. " I cant tell you that right now." Jiraiya said.
Naruto felt a part of him get let down. Which surprised him. He wasn't expecting an answer anyway.
Naruto looked a Jiraiya. " Don't I need to take a test or something for coming in late?" Jiraiya nodded. " You'll go tomorrow, okay?" he asked. Naruto nodded.
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" Jiraiya-sama!" The sectary behind the desk stood and bowed repeatedly. " What can I do for you." Jiraiya smiled and gestured toward Naruto. " If you don't mind I would like for you to sign him up please." The sectary frowned before casting her eyes on Naruto. Her eyes became cold. " Yes sir. I f you could please come with me. You can sit down." Jiraiya seemed to notice this but said nothing.
Naruto nodded before sitting down. Jiraiya followed the sectary in to one of the back rooms. Naruto calmly pulled out a book while he waited. He wouldn't be able to focus right now so it was some ninja hero story. Naruto could really care less about what happened in the book he was just thinking multiple things over... at the same time.
Thats was a another good thing about sharing mind and experience with a eighty-six thousand year old demon. The pain to get it that way would never be forgotten. He fainted for twenty eight hours and had a headache for two weeks. Ugh. " Naruto." Jiraiya called. Naruto looked up. " Hurry up and take the test. Naruto sighed before standing and marking his book.
He walked in to the back room and sat down at a desk. He stared down the the paper on it... and resisted the urge to rip it in half. There was no way in hell it should be this easy. He sighed before calmly picking up his pencil.
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Alright, R&R if you may, constructive flames are accepted. Tell what you think about the plot please. And don't worry, things will be explained in do time. And regular chapters will be longer.
And I know some of you must be wondering what Sarutobi meant when he was talking about the REAL ninja academy. Simply put... they acutally DO ninja stuff there not, you know... " Alright class can you tell me who founded Konha?" all day...
