By UnwantedSoul
Disclaimer- I don't own Naruto.
Author's comments: Sorry for the long update. My muse just died over the weekend, and I had to buy a new one (lol). Well, here it is:
The boy awoke in a stop. For some reason, he felt like he had been just whacked on the head by a mallet. Something was quite wrong indeed. He turned around; saw a weird looking rock on the ground. He picked it up, and gasped. It had seemed he didn't have a 20-20 vision – the rock was actually a plushy.
A fox plushy.
He made a move to drop it when he remembered the conversation he had with the doll. Plushies do not talk, period. The blonde shuddered, and started plucking the ever-so-fluffy whiskers of the fox.
Ouch! You good-for-nothing damn human! These are my valuable gold strings you're touching!
The blonde muttered a 'sorry' and slinked into a ball. Plushy cocked an eyebrow.
Listen to my teachings, Kit. Remember what I said?
"Yes, yes Kyuubi-sama."
Good. Now in order for me to take over Konoha – err, I mean free you Kit, we must first make sure you have plenty of alliances to back you up. Kit, where are your friends?
"I don't have any friends, Kyuubi-sama."
Head-talk Kit! Talk to me in your mind.
Yes, yes Kyuubi-sama.
Humans are so stupid.
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In the forests of Konoha, lived many wild things. Some of these poltergeists crept around, waiting for prey to feed on. But, at this particular moment, there was only one thing in sight in the forest. Two, if you count the ridiculous tuft of blond hiding in the foliage. Yes, Uzumaki Naruto and Plushy were crouching behind a bush.
Now, when I say so, I want you to put me in your waist pocket and run into the village. Whoever you meet first, I want you to be friends with them. Do I have myself clear?
Crystal, Kyuubi-sama. Crystal clear.
So it seems that you remember yesterday's lesson. Okay: go.
Trudging on unstable legs, the blonde stumbled his way into town.
Kit, what is wrong with your walking pattern? How old are you?
I am only four, your Kyuubi-highness.
Don't be sarcastic with me!
As the first shop came into sight, the blonde came to a stop.
Now, make a friend, or I'll boil you in oil.
You are so funny, Kyuubi-sama.
The blonde's eyes sparkled, as he sighted the first person. The guy's shaggy hair covered his eyes, and he was crouched down in an unusual matter.
"Hi! My name is Naruto. What's yours?"
The other boy barked out his comment. Naruto frowned.
"Are you okay? What's up with your voice?"
What the hell Kit! The Kyuubi doll was practically bugging it's eyes out at Naruto's new friend.
What are you doing with that dog?
His name is Sui, he told me himself. Thought the blonde proudly. The Kyuubi twitched.
And, umm… how did you know it's a – he's a he?
I checked, Kyuubi-sama!
The fox turned his head to see the dog with scratching it's ass and its thing swaying around and…
O-O (the facial expression of the plushy at this particular moment)
…Kit, talk to me when you're fifteen.
No! Kyuubi-sama! I'll do what you say! I'm sorry! I won't disobey you again!
There was no response. The blonde did what he thought was his last resort – he threw the doll onto the floor and started stepping on the poor plushy while rotating his sandals.
Argh! Fine, fine. I'll talk to you. I'll talk! The fox pointed his head at a blond girl.
Make friends with that girl.
But you said –.
Forget what I said about the first person you meet! Now go, stupid boy.
You are forever hilarious, Kyuubi-sama!
…What have I gotten myself into?
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Ino loved to kick things.
She had adapted to this behavior when a boy tried to steal her hanky several months ago. She still remembered his taunting and swishing of his long, girly black hair. At the end, he just threw the cloth into a puddle of doggie-poo. The blond girl was so pissed that she summoned all her chakra (which is a small amount considering she was only four) and kicked him at the only place she could reach – his, you know.
The boy cried out in pain, and Ino never seemed to get over this reflex.
Whenever she had the chance, she would kick at the person in front of her, in back of her, and/or side-to-side. She spotted a blond boy. Ino hadn't had the opportunity to kick someone since her being grounded (which was every single day of her life until she got rid of her habit). Her mouth switched into a devilish kick. Her parents didn't say she couldn't drop kick…
"Hey boy, come over here!" The boy pointed to himself, and Ino nodded. Boys are so dumb; he's the only one here besides me.
The boy came over, and in disappointment, he was shorter than her. Now, how am I going to do this?
Author's comments: Well, did you like it? My story is too fast-place – I know. By any chance, does anyone here know what a beta is?