Hey guys this is my first story so please be nice.
In this story Naruto may end up godlike. This will be a small harem but the members are already chosen so no polls sorry. The harem will consist of Hinata, Ino, fem Garra and Anko. I will have them graduating the academy at a later age but the adults ages will be unchanged. This is because I can't see how they can be ninjas at such a young age and relationships would be wrong and just plain yuk. At the start there will be Sasuke Sakura bashing but Sakura will come around and have a harem also. Sakura will remain bashed. I can't stand her.
That's it for now, on with the story.
Demon Sage
Chapter 1-Out in the cold
"You're not welcome here anymore demon!" These words, that were yelled so venomously, were the only explanation he got before the cold black wood of the doors was, slammed in his face. His head dropped, his golden blonde hair failing into his ocean blue eyes as he turned around and walked away. His name was Naruto Uzumaki. He put a hand on his cheek, subconsciously scratching three whisker like scars that adorned both sides of his face, thinking about what had just happened. He had been kicked out of the orphanage and the matron had offered no explanation, other than those harshly yelled words, as to why.
The hateful glares, the casual beatings, the shop owners kicking him out of their stores or over pricing him for stuff that deserved nothing more than to be put in the bin. This is what his life had been filled with for as long as he could remember. The question he had been asking himself a lot recently was why. What had he done? A part of him just wants someone to tell him so at least he knows and can apologize, while another part thinks that for the hate towards him to be so bad he must have done something awful and is glad that he doesn't know.
He shook these dreary thoughts from his mind. He needed to stop thinking like this. Such thoughts did him no good and besides he would change there minds. He would get their acceptance and acknowledgment. He just didn't know how yet. One thought that he couldn't shake was what was he going to do now. He was six years old, with no family and no one willing to take him in. He hadn't many options. After thinking on it for a moment he decided he would simply go to the Old Man. He would help him. With that in mind he started to head towards the Hokage tower.
As he was making his way to see the Old Man Hokage he could feel the people on the streets glaring at him. He heard the occasional whisper of demon brat before they were hushed up by their friends. He could see parents dragging there kids away from him and once again one question popped up in his mind. Why?
As he approached the secretary's desk outside of the Hokage's office he hoped that the woman behind the desk would let him in to see the Old Man. He saw a faint smile on her lips as she raised her head before hatred filled her expression as she realized just who was standing in front of her. He was used to this by now seeing that every time he came he always saw the same thing. Hate shinning in brown slanted eyes hidden behind big rimmed glasses. Thin lips pulled into a tight frown Dull brown hair scraped back into a prim and proper bun. Overall everything about her face was narrow and angular. Even her frame was narrow.
"What are you doing here?" She spat at him.
"Well, you see, I was hoping that I could be allowed in to see the Old Man." He was hoping that if he was polite she would let him in, though it would be a first.
"Show some respect you brat!" She yelled at him. "And no you can't. Hes busy and he will be for the next two weeks." While she said the last part her frown had changed to a smug grin.
"What! But I have to see him. I really need his help with something." He knew that at this point it as futile but he had never been one to give up quite so soon. She slowly stood,up, and placed her balled up fists on the desk.
"Listen here brat you do not get to come in here and make demands. Hokage-sama is not available to see you and beside why would he help you anyway? Now get out!"
"But..."
"LEAVE!" She yelled while pointing at the exit. He knew that at this point he was not getting in so with his shoulders slumped and head once again hung he turned around and left through the exit she had been pointing at. He didn't know what he was expecting but it was stupid to think she would let him in this time when she hadn't any other. He felt his eyes fill with tears but he refused to let them fall.
As he was walking around town he wondered what he was supposed to do now. He knew that until he could somehow get in to see the Old Man he was own, but he was only six what could he do? As he felt depression once again taking hold he shook his head to dispel the dark thoughts that were setting in. No he thought he would survive. He would find somewhere to sleep, maybe off the main streets so he was hidden. As for food he was sure that there must be something he could find. Maybe left over food that people threw out. One thing he wouldn't have to worry about was water. There were plenty of streams in Konoha. With that in mind he went to find somewhere to sleep. Maybe he could find somewhere close to a stream. That wold make things easier he thought optimistically. With that he set off to start his search.
He decided to start his search by a decant size pool that was located not far from some training grounds. He was a bit apprehensive about being this close to ninja since when they beat him up it hurts more but he figured that besides ninja not many people come to these parts and it was rather secluded. He looked around for somewhere that might suit his needs but all he could find was a little hole between some rocks. After testing it he deemed it too small. Still feeling optimistic he left the,pool in search of somewhere else. He wondered where he might try next. He knew that there was plenty of streams but he needed one that not many people visited. As he contemplated where to look next he stumbled upon a small brook. Not knowing where it lead he decided to follow it back towards the village.
After about an hour of twisting and turning the brook had started to widen. He stopped to get his bearings. At first he had no clue where he was, but as he looked around he thought he recognized where he might be. The area was surrounded by trees but he thought he had been here before. He headed left way from the stream to confirm his thoughts and sure enough in five minutes he was standing in Konoha park where the matron of the orphanage had brought them on weekends. This is perfect he thought. He remembered that once he had wondered off into the surrounding forest because none of the kids would play with him. At the time he hadn't been paying attention to where he was going but he had found himself in a hollowed out tree. It was perfect if he could remember where it was.
After wondering around the forest surrounding the park for about an hour he thought it was time to call it quits and give up. It was a shame as that tree would have been perfect with it being so close to a stream and the town, but he just couldn't remember where it was. With a heavy sigh he decided to have a break. Seeing a tree with a load of grass surrounding it base he sat down to give his tired legs a rest. He tried to remember where he had walked those few years ago but it was useless, he had been to busy crying to pay attention to his surroundings.
He flopped down, feeling disheartened and lent back against the tree... or tried to. With a yelp of surprise he fell back and found himself starring up at the inside of the tree. Taking a quick look around he could see the wood spiraling around him until it meet at the top. Creating a cone shaped space in the center where he currently sat. He could see bits of moss, growing on the inside with spiders woodlice and other various creatures crawling over its surface.
He smiled triumphantly. He had found it. The grass enclosing the base of the trunk had certainly grown since he was last here. It had hidden his prize from his view. With a smile still gracing his face, his eyes closed as he fell into a dreamless sleep.
Hours later he awoke to a loud growl. He couldn't figure out where it had come from. Another growl was heard reverberating of the walls of his new home. He grinned sheepishly to himself as he realized that it was his stomach.
"Alright I will go to find some food to feed you," Naruto said to his stomach. His stomach gave another growl, almost as if it was telling him to get a move on. He crawled out of the tree, the morning dew that clung to the grass soaked his tatty trousers. He stood and walked in the direction of the park, his knees cracking at the sudden straightening, with one thought on his mind. Food.
As he walked he made sure to take stock of the area that now had become his home. The trees blocked most of the light given by the sun, casting the area in shadow. Though there was no sun light to warm the air it was not cold and a pleasant breeze blew though the trees caressing his small frame. The ground, covered in grass and numerous fallen branches, had some beautiful wild flowers growing here and there. It was all covered in a thin layer of morning due that when touched by the few strays of light glinted like diamonds. All in all he thought the forest had a certain dark mystery about it that he found very appealing.
Finally the trees began to thin out and the shadows began to be dispelled by the morning sun. Walking out onto the park he could tell that it wasn't very late maybe 9 or 10 in the morning. With that in mind he headed of to the center of town where the main restaurants were headed. As he was walking through town he could feel eyes burning into his back. He knew that if he turned around to look he would find everyone out glaring at him. Brushing them off he continued on his way. He tried to force his thoughts onto his goal but he couldn't help being distracted when the certain words whispered by the people echoed in his mind.
"DEMON BRAT." "MONSTER," "HE SHOULD JUST DIE," "ABOMANATION!" Each word was like a knife to his young heart. Why did they hate him so much. Well, he thought with determination, he would change there minds. He would become a ninja ad protect them so that they would look at him with recognition instead of scorn.
He finally reached the street that contained the restaurants meaning that food would soon be in his stomach. Just as the thought entered his head his stomach gave another growl. Walking down an ally that went down the side of one of the restaurants he allowed a small strained smile appear on his face at the thought of the food he would soon be eating. Just as he was beginning his search through one of the many bins he heard someone shoat.
"Oy! What are you doing demon?" A man yelled. His eyes, that were a shining brown, were filled hate. His hair was black and was hanging like a greasy curtain down to his shoulders. He was about 5ft8incs which was short for the average male in Konoha. However he looked to be quite strong as his shoulders where broad and his shirt seemed to be hiding some slight muscle definition.
He decided it would be best to be polite. "I'm sorry mister I was just looking for something to eat." He saw the guy sneer.
"Things like you don't get to eat our food. You've taken enough from us, you don't get to eat our food as well." His hand started to reach into his pocket.
"But..." Naruto's eyes widened as he realized that the man had put his hand into his pocket to pull out the knife that was now holding. He turned and ran. He heard the knife clatter into the wall behind the spot in which he had previously been located. He didn't stop to see if the man was following him he just ran.
He finally stopped running when he realized that he wasn't being followed. He hadn't been running long so he was still on the street with the restaurants, just a bit further down. That didn't go quite as he planned. Oh well, he would just have to try by a different restaurant. His attempts couldn't all end this bad.
He spotted another ally going behind a a different restaurant. This one appeared to be a bit more upper class than the last restaurant and for once he was glad he wasn't trying to go in one. He could just imagine the reaction he would get if he did. He looked around to see if any one was watching, he didn't want a repeat performance of last time, and saw that everyone was too busy to pay attention to him. He slowly crept down the ally keeping watching for people who might throw knives at him. Seeing no one he went up to a random bin and pulled the lid off. The smell that hit his nose was rank. He quickly slammed the lid down, pulled back and put his right arm in front of his nose. Thinking the others had to be better he moved on.
Naruto thought that he was going to be sick. He had checked all of the bins and they all smelled as bad as the first, in some cases worse. He felt his stomach churn at the thought of sticking his hand in the smelly waste. He new he had no choice; he had to eat and he had no other way of getting food at the moment. Building up his courage he went back to the first bin he had tried an pulled the lid back off. First giving his nose some time to adjust he then looked inside the bin to see if he could find something for lunch. He could see a mix of green,whites,yellows,and browns all churned together. He stuck his hand in to feel around in the bin. Just as he thought he might have found something he heard another yell.
"Hey look I found him. I told you he was trying to steal our food." Naruto closed his eyes. That voice sounded like it came from the same man who threw the knife at him. He didn't get it. This was a bin. How was he stealing from them if they threw it away.
"Hey lets teach this thieving demon what happens when you try to steal our food.." This voice Naruto didn't recognize so he opened his eyes to have a look. In front of him were 3 people. The man from earlier had retrieved his knife and the other two were holding knives as well. Getting a closer look at them he thought they looked identical except for there eyes. The man from earlier had brown whereas the one on his left had green and the one on his right had blue.
He could see them getting closer to him, their eyes trained on him in hatred. Thinking that it was time he left he turned and ran, not even bothering trying to talk them out of it. He didn't want to risk something getting thrown at him again. As he ran around the corner he could hear them close behind him so he picked up his pace and started to head for home.
He had been running for about five minutes now and was starting to run out of breath. He knew he would have to change where he was headed soon if they didn't stop following him otherwise they would know where he slept. He tried to think of where else he could head to throw them of the trail. He was getting desperate. He was getting closer to home and they were getting closer to him.'God he wished he could be with the Hokage right now.' As he thought that he felt a slight tugging from within almost like something was trying to pull him in half. Just as suddenly as it appeared it was gone. 'Well that was weird. Where did that come from.' Thinking he had imagined it he looked around to see how far back they were now. He sighed in relief when he saw that they were almost out of sight, walking away from him and back to the street they had come from.
Knowing that today was a bust he headed back to his tree. His stomach gave another growl. Throwing his stomach an angry look he promised himself that he would go and try again later until then he would have to do without. Although, he thought, a bath might not be a bad idea. Giving himself a smile he ran off to the stream planning on getting clean.
(Three days later)
He still hadn't got any food. It was getting close to noon and Naruto had been trying to get food for three days now without success. His stomach seemed to have given up on growling instead it seemed to constantly ache. He felt tired and drained. The beginnings of a headache forming in his temples. He knew he needed to get food but every time he tried someone would threaten or chase him. Luckily no one had caught him yet but he knew that would change soon. He was just getting to week.
He contemplated going now but he knew that it would be useless. He needed to go when no one was on the streets and right no they were full. The only time no one was on the streets was night time. He stopped and stared at the trunk opposite him. Was it really that simple. He couldn't believe that it had taken him this long to think of that. It was so obvious. He let a smile grace his face as he lay down to get some sleep feeling hopeful for the first time in three days.
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