Aright, I'm back with the latest installment of, dun dun dun dunnnn, A new beginning, same mistake! Enjoy!

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Kyuubi"

Within the country of Lightning lies the hidden village of the Cloud commanded by the Raikage, now for a long time the two great villages of Raikage and Konohanagure were rivals, fighting each other competing for mission and business and trying to steal each other secrets and for a time anyone carrying the sign of Konoha within lightning country would be sentenced to death for treason.

There was one exception, missing nins.

These were the shinobi who abandoned the Leaf which the Cloud accepted whole heartedly or ignored for the hunter nins of Konoha were unable to track missing nins within the Cloud in fear of being killed by the savage Cloud ANBU famous for their predatory skills.

The missing nins of the shinobi world had several choices, join one of the shinobi families outside the villages, join organizations, or the most popular head to the Mist or Cloud for they hire shinobi from all over the world and even trained their children in hopes of using them as contract killers.

Being raised among the missing nins of the world in Cloud country allowed one special advantage for these children, they learned techniques from all over the world.

Being in such a harsh environment they needed all the help they could get, for their right of passage was worse than the fateful massacre of the mist, all the children were to kill the father and mother figures in their lives.

Knowing these children would be abused tortured and outright killed by their parents.

Nanashi knew this and smiled, he was like any other child, cruel sadistic and an outright psychopath. Zabuza had nothing on these kids.

The sun was rising over the mountains, and within a valley stood an encampment. Run and owned by the shinobi of the cloud it was a messy little place. Usually there would be the bustling of people readying for various tasks with smoke drifting into the mountain sky.

Today was different; today was the day of graduation. A random day chosen by the teachers of the academy of missing the students were to kill the adult figures within their lives. A Jounin was walking through this gruesome hell finding all who passed and checking one the ones that didn't. The dead were usually killed in gruesome ways. None of the students ever had parental figures, they killed whomever they hated the most.

"Nanashi?" called a voice. A child with blond hair streaked with silver and white stood up. The angular face was delicate like a girls, a technique was used on many of the male children to allow them to get closer to people unsuspecting of preteen girls.

Urumaki stood up, his recently cut hair short to about half an inch above the skull. The hair lying all over the ground, evidently he didn't like the hair when it was drenched with blood from the ones he hated. "Where are the bodies?" asked the cloud jounin, pointing to the fences showed one of the shinobi was leaning against the fence with the throat cut, the pecking carrions didn't help the jounin's appetite and the other laid on the ground in a voiceless scream.

Needles were pierced carefully around the body missing major organs but hitting the nerves with accuracy and without mercy. The woman's mouth was opened and full of blood, evidently she screamed for so long her throat bleed and she drowned with her own blood.

The jounin had to brace himself just not to throw up. He cleared his throat and nodded approvingly. He gave one last glace at the body and sighed. "You passed." And left to evaluate others.

Nanashi bending down took the scratched headband from Maki, the woman who hated him these past few years. Watching the jounin leave he wrapped everything of his belongings up.

Staying here would only mean death, either from the other students or one of the many shinobi who killed their own children or protégé. Taking what he needed he set off towards a good area to get hired and get the hell away from the Cloud.

The sound of rain quickly beat down on the path, as foot steps splashed through the mud. The boy ran, his cape swinging madly behind him. As he crossed the boarder of the hidden mist, he stopped.

It wasn't that he was a genius, or a hard worker, no never that. If it wasn't for the scrolls left to him as a babe, he wouldn't be at the top of his class. He turned the kunai of in his hand. Many nights he had wondered who left him the kunai, scrolls, and most off all, the scratched Konohana headband.

Nanashi had often thought of going to Konoha, but what would be for him their. He was a ruthless killer, he probably would kill his friends if wanted to, not that he had any. The kids in his class were just as bad as him.

Besides, the Mist would gladly hire him. They often took in missing nins, though they preferred children. They preferred them because they were easily to train to become killers, not that Nanashi wasn't already one.

Suddenly his stomach growled loudly. He sat down on a fallen log and pulled out an onigire he made for the trip. A pulled out seven out of fourteen and slung his bag back over his shoulder. He gazed at the lush forest with empty eyes. It had recently rained, so every thing was wet with dew.

Nanashi touched a leaf and swiftly crushed it under his strong yet slender fingers. He smiled, then turned quickly and left the forest.

'I have to get away' thought Inari as he ran from some bullies. "Hey, come back here you coward!" shout what seemed to be the leader of the group. A was about to run behind a tree when a crashed into a boy. "Wha," said Inari. He looked at the boy. 'I don't think he's in the gang, maybe he can help me' thought Inari happily.

"Sir, please can you help me!" asked Inari, as he swiftly fell to the floor and bowed. "Onegai, I beg you!" Nanashi gazed cold and hard at the boy. He knelled down and whispered into Inari's ear. "So weak you can't even take care of yourself" Nanashi stood up and nodded. "I'll do it."

Nanashi left Inari shocked, tears threaten to fall down his face. Inari bent down, and began to bawl, trying to block out the screams of the other boys. Time for Inari seemed to pass by so slowly, yet it had only been a few minuets. 'He, he's right, I am weak. Demo, I'm going to prove him wrong,' thought Inari, wiping his with his sleeve. 'I wont be weak any longer.' He looked up into the sky. 'I wont be weak any longer, for you oto-san.'

Inari came out from behind the tree, and turned to look at the boy. He ignored the bodies of the bullies as best he could and asked, "Do you need at place to stay? I'm Inari, what's yours?" Nanashi gave him a cold and hard calculating look. "Fine, and I'm Nanashi." Inari extended his hand to Nanashi, and Nanashi accepted it with a sigh. To bad he would have to kill this boy, but then again, maybe not.

Woo hoo, I'm done. Um, I hope every one enjoy enjoyed!

Oh, and sorry if Inari is kinda OC, but he needs to be k, and the same goes for nanash-I mean Naruto.
Also, this is based off a story that I enjoyed, but I know the author is NEVER going to continue, cause he/she only got to the 2 chap, and that was 2 years ago. If you read it, this story might be like it abit. I just majorly tweaked it, and this will be more then 2 chapters.

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"Hey kid, I'm going to Konohana, and I'm going to need a body guard. Are you with me,

A wicked grin arose on Nanashi's face. "sure"