A/N i think this is the updated version...............i may read it again latr

In the backstreets of Konaha Village a long haired, strawberry blond man stood towards the end of a dingy ally that had been closed in with large, newly furnished buildings as the village grew larger. He stood behind a rusted green garbage bin. The man was lanky, but in a short perspective, his looks were slightly feminine with blood red eyes. From a distance the young man of about 19 looked harmless and innocent, as he was, but up close he appeared to be demented, with cat-like slits for pupils and a rough, horribly gritty voice. This 'child' had a reputation for being a conniving and sneaky dealer. For that was how he had wanted.

"Whadda' ya want?" snarled the long haired man as a scraggly women limped her way over to him. despite her drawn out appearance Kit had guessed that she was around the age of 25.

"C-8." the costumer huffed out the coded product.

"500," Kit sighed coldly. "If you don't have it then come back some other time."

"I-I have something of value." The dealer glared at the wheezing woman expectantly. "H-h-here." Said women reached into her musty coat pocket to take out out that something. She silently handed over her memoir to the young man, who looked at the treasure wide eyed. "It's pure diamond, alhtoug it has a lavender tint to it, and it also has a pearl embedded on the top, were the silver mantle piece--"

"200." A sigh emanated from the women. Kit shoved a small white bag into the addict's frozen, un-gloved hands as he received a rather big wad of cash. she quickly turned her head to the entrance of the closed ally, and seeing that it was clear, ran hurriedly out of the perimeter, pulling out of her pocket what appeared to be a pipe. 'Hn' people these days.' Thought the dealer. 'So eager for the eternal damnation that awaits them. Hn.'

The sun was setting fast, and he needed to get out of there before the cops arrived to inspect the desolate area. 'They really are stupid, checking this ally at seven O' clock every evening.' Kit smiled inwardly to himself. He had been a drug dealer for eight years now, never indulging in the apparently 'addicting' herbs himself. It was just his way of making a living.

Kit stode across to an apartment building just around the corner of his 'sight.' He bent down onto his knees, and crawled into the large windburned cardboard box enforced with stray branches that the man had found and woven together. The money that teh teen earned had always gone to the most important necessities in life. Food. Said Kit had also purchased a neon orange fleece throw along with two midnight black pillow cases. The pillow? He stuffed fallen leaves into the fresh, clean, fabric.

Striding his hands up along his hairline, he slipped his fingernails under the cap and slipped it off. Underneath the girlish wig was bright blond hair, with long spikes coming near his shoulder. The man also raised his fingertips up to his eyeballs, pushed his eyelids open to discontinue the natural reflex to blink, and took out the wet contact, replacing them in a small white case. The kit also kept a toothbrush handy for he wasn't one to without hygiene. This new man's eyes were now a gorgeous sapphire blue. One that could even make the bluest sea in the Carribean jealous! His cerulean eyes blinked slowly, refreshing them so that they would return to there former brilliancy. The dirty blond took off the worn shirt that he had been wearing for the past three days. The once black shirt was an ashy gray from the surrounding dust that filtered around as the wind howled. His pants, were a rusty red, also from the oblivious dust. Now clad in just his orange boxers the said man stuffed all of his belongings inside of the spare pillowcase, then laid his head softly on the makeshift pillow, making a small crunch in the process.

The wind had picked up in the past few days, but now it was obliterating. Impaling the blond with miniscule water droplets as he tugged the soaked box to the main part of town. The lowly area that he usually resided in was were the water would be heading in a matter of hours, circling in his dealing ally, which, was the were the rampaging flood waters was always the deepest.

Huffing as he climbed a steep hill cascading with water the blond continued to search for an ideal location on the platform just ahead of him. 'Wonder how mom's handling this storm? Hmph.' Knowing her she's already moved in with someone,' the blond thought as he leaned against the cool aluminum siding of Ichiraku's Ramen, were he would be sleeping tonight. Kit sidled his 'house' under the awning of said stand. Stumbling numbly into his box-home the blond fell onto the soaked fabric, shivering more as the the rain permeated the roof and dripped down onto the dealer, leaving his body a little colder than was before as he drifted off into the black abyss that had been calling to him for the past hour; unsure of what was to come.

The next morning, two finely dressed men walked past the homeless man, merrily glancing at his sleeping figure. It wasn't as if they didn't care, but it was so hard to be homeless in the prospering economy that they simply felt that this kid had no excuse to be lying around, loafing the day away like the rest of the crackheads in the city. Continuing there walk to work, they simply left the blond lying in their wake without a single glance.

As the day progressed, the blond's heart rate began to slow, his skin changing from its honey-like appearance to translucent. His lips and nail bed were the first to turn blue. Kit had been trapped in a stupor the night before and had forgotten to remove his clothes and just lie on the heat-retaining fleece.

One of the two previous men trotted home from work for a short lunch break, which was incredibly late, seeming as it was three in the afternoon and the sun was slowly lowering itself to the horizon provided by the cultivated hills to the west. The raven haired man slowed to a brisk walk as he entered the shopping district were the roads themselves had been closed off to let the citizens room to ravage the shops comfortably.

Taking the same route as he and his older brother had taken earlier. The said man walked past Ichiraku's shop only to noticed that the blond he had seen earlier in the day still seemed to be sleeping soundly. Bending down onto one knee the raven gently tried to shake the slumbering fox awake, but instead, pulled away from his ice-cold skin at the moment he came into contact with it. Realizing that the matter was even more serious than he had originally thought, the man pressed his middle and index finger onto the blond's neck, feeling the barely audible pulse, he whipped out his cellphone, the Env2, and called 911 to have a feathery voice pick up on the other end.

"Hello, is this an emergency?"

"Obviously. I need an ambulance on the corner of L and N street immediately, I repeat at the corner of N and L street right outside of Ichiraku's Ramen Shop."

"We will be there ASAP sir." The woman stated calmly. Click. He hung up on the uncaring female voice and pulled the lathargic body onto his white slacks. Noticing how wet the boy in his arms was he quickly began to strip the kitsune, when but when he had reached the blond's boxers, his hand wavered, but didn't make a move to unclothe the mysterious man any further.

Red and blue lights were soon flashing as the fast moving box van turned the corner, clearing everyone out of the narrow one way street. Two white cloaked men quickly brought the stretcher form the vehicle, placed it near the man helping the unconciouse dealer and asked a few generic questions, abandoning it as they soon found that the said man knew nothing of the stiff figure. The men carefully took hold of the quivering blond and placed him on the snow white stretcher, dirtying it. His pupils were dilated as the paramedic peered into the glazed over organ, and determined that it was a severe case of Hypothermia, stating that they had no way of guaranteeing that he would survive.

The man who had rescued the homeless teen rode with the paramedics, who were startled at the well-known man that was accompanying them to save the sick kid in the back.

**Kit's POV**

There was strange men in white lab coats all around me, arguing about something called an IV. A very loud and obnoxious thrumming also seemed to be in my presence. My body felt cold as ice, I tried to move my toes.....nothing. It turned out that the weather had turned out fairly well after I had been drenched in rain caused by the supernatural force labeled as 'mother nature.' An omonuous man had rescued me too. My body began to shiver violently once the so called IV had been injected into the depth of my vein. Shortly afterwords a scratchy cotton blanket was pulled over my quivering body, settling it down a bit.

After a few short minutes of having a needle stuck into me for nutrition, I found my mind to still be incredibly foggy, unless of course that was just a sleeping aid. Who knew, they may even be trying to kill my homeless butt! But then again they would just get charged. Although, the more effort that I put into it, the faster the information and ability to think straight slipped away.

A few hours later I awoke with the feeling of a cold glare glued to my backside, which was facing the door, I assumed.

"I know that your awake," The voice said, cold and brittle. I remained deathly quiet, keeping my breath low and even. Years of deception coming handy as I faced the man. Well not literally. "I need answers. You will answer the--" He began again.

"What do you want?" I asked softly, my usually rough voice left behind with the rest of my disguise.

"So, 'it' speaks," I heard a cold-hearted laugh, which I easily brushed off. "Who are you?" The man asked, becoming serious once more.

"Ki-" catching myself, i cooly answered. "Well, I'm Naruto."

"What is your last name? And what is Ki-?" He asked nonchalantly.

"Uzamaki. I was going to say Kid, but I didn't think that you were someone to be taken so lightly." I said, answering in short on the most important of questions, and elongating them when it came to useless lies. Seeming surprised the man began again.

"What were you doing in a shabby box at the corner of L and N street?"

"Sleeping."

"I've never seen you there before," This man was really getting down to the point fast.

"It was raining. What is your name?" I asked, not ready to answer anymore questions until I knew something about the strange male standing in my room.

"It is not your place to answer questions." Silence. I wouldn't talk until he answered me, and I think he realized that after about five minutes of unbreakable silence, to the point that if you dropped a needle on the other side of the room you would be able to hear every rattle it made. Sighing in defeat, the said man began, "My name is Sasuke Uchiha, I am second in command at the police station, and my brother, Itachi Uchiha, Is head of the whole business. So get talking and answer my questions." Satisfied I opened my mouth to spare a little energy.

"Ask away, Sasuke." I could almost imagine the rough outline I had of this 'Sasuke' in my mind flinching as I muttered his name.

"What do you do for a living?" Silence. Getting aggravated, the man strode forward, jerking my light frame to face towards him and stared into my eyes. IT seemed to me that these 'Uchiha's,' who were head of the idiotic law enforcement that had no idea how to capture criminals were a bit intimmidating. Well actually, they were quite skilled, but they hadn't caught me, a teenager, who's been a dealer what was it again, eight years now? "Answer me. Unless you would like to go and visit your stupid mother." The raven sneered.

When I got a good look at him, I noticed the asinine hair cut, which looked like he cut off a chicken's ass and glued it to his head. His eyes however, were menacing, angry onyx that tried to see past my mask. Failing terribly. Although I didn't pay much attention to his clothes, I noticed that he wore a skin-tight, navy blue shirt with a black zip up jacket hanging loosely over it.

"Hn, I don't care wear you take me, as long as you don't lock me up with my mother." I choked out in disgust. Sasuke simply chuckled at my reaction.