TenkoSama Chapter 2, a naruto fanfic

Tenko-Sama

Naruto stood back from his door way with a small frown on his face. In place of his door; which had been broken at the hinges by two masked Anbu hours earlier, was a large, thick blanket. As he thought of the two masked Anbu, he couldn't help but shudder at the memory of that no-good, ramen-thieving kitsune. That kitsune, white and yellow furred, was huge! It was bigger than his classmate, Inuzuka Kiba's clan hounds! And those things were big! And it had climbed all the way up to his apartment and somehow managed to slip into his kitchen/dining room/living room/bedroom, without his notice!

He had attacked it with his wooden spoon, hoping to scare it off…but he only succeeded in making it angry. That led to him getting tackled and falling hard against the wooden floor. When the kitsune had turned around, and stuffed it's big, smelly nose back in his pot of ramen, he wacked it. It had turned around and snarled at him. He attacked again, but the large animal jumped out of the way. He shouted at it, but it only shrugged his words off and once again, shoved it's big, smelly nose back in his ramen. He remember raising the spoon again, and preparing to attack it again, when the kitsune looked at him through to corner of its large, golden eyes.

"I'd suggest you don't hit me again, Ningen…I just might eat you if you do…"

He didn't see the kitsune open its mouth when the words rang out, but he definitely heard it. And then, he remember falling back on his duff, scared stiff. What happened afterwards was a blur. He remember seeing the Anbu approach him, and he faintly remembered his front door being broken off its hinges…but that was pretty much it.

'Maybe…maybe this is just a dream…Yeah!' he told himself as he made his way towards his bed, a slightly twisted smile on his face as he did, his right eye twitching as he did so. 'I'll wake up in the morning, and everything will be the same…no broken door, no missing ramen…and no talking kitsune…'

Naruto slowly climbed into his bed, and lay down under the covers. He paused to take one last look at his ruined apartment and then closed his eyes for the night.

'I'm just really tired…and when I wake up…everything will be back to normal…'

Deep in the forest, in a thicket, a large yellow-white kitsune slowly opened its eyes as the tendrils of the dawn's light filtered through the leaves and washed its head and body with light and shadows. With a small yawn, the kitsune picked its head up and stared through the thicket and smacked its maw.

'Morning…already…' the kitsune thought as it gazed at the forest floor. Picking its body up off the ground with its front paws, the kitsune let out a large, almost jaw breaking yawn before stretching out. 'Time for food…' the kitsune thought to its self as it made its way out of the thicket and into the open forest floor.

'What to eat, what to eat?' looking around the large kitsune saw a few small animals running around, playing with each other and then squabbling amongst themselves when they ran over food. 'Kakakaka…' the kitsune laughed mentally as it watched the smaller animals quarrel. 'It's good to be a yokai…I'd hate to think that I'd actually have to fight for my food…'

With a small shake of its large pointed head, the kitsune yawned again before looking around. In one direction, there was wild game…case in point, chipmunks who were currently fighting over a half eaten acorn…which was funny, considering that there was a small field of the little nuts about five feet from their location. And then…there was the village…where last night the kitsune not only had a freshly cooked meal, but also a light after meal jog escaping from those masked ningen.

Looking towards the sky, the kitsune measured the sun's location and thought about what course of action to take for a moment. With a foxy grin making its way on to the kitsune's face, the kitsune turned towards the village. 'Free food…here I come!'

The tenth of October, a sullen and more often than not, quite day…or, at least it was until later that night when the festival really got under way. The tenth was the memorial of the fallen ninja and kunoichi and civilians who were lost when the Kyuubi no Kitsune struck their village ten years ago today. There were families wandering about, mulling around the merchant stands that had long since decided to take advantage of the day's history and make it into a prosperous event for their banks and coffers, by selling fake charms to ward off yokai and kitsune.

One such family was the Haruno clan. The family of two, mother and daughter, both of whom were pinkettes; mulled about buying at least two of every charm that the merchants had. Even though they were a merchant family themselves', though the daughter was trying her hand at becoming a kunoichi; were suckers for anything that dealt with superstition.

"Kaa-San!" the girl exclaimed as she passed a merchant stand that was selling fertility charms and love charms as well as yokai and kitsune warding charms. "Look!" she told her mother, who came rushing over.

"What is it, Sakura-Chan?" the older pinkette asked.

"Charms that will help me get Sasuke-Kun to fall in love with me!" the younger pinkette explained with hearts in her eyes. "Can I get one of each, Kaa-San?" she asked.

"Sasuke-Kun is an Uchiha right?" the older woman asked her daughter, who nodded quickly. "And the Uchiha have lots of money, right?" again, her daughter nodded. "Hmm…" the older woman pondered the idea of buying them for a moment. After a minute of silence and thinking, the older woman faced the merchant. "I want to buy all your fertility and love charms!" The merchant's eyes bugged out at the woman's declaration, but quickly hid his surprise with a small, charming grin and fulfilled her order.

After the two pinkettes cleaned the man of his fertility and love charms, they headed off towards a ramen stand.

Ichiraku Ramen was a small stand. However, despite its small size, able to hold about five customers at one time, they had a reputation of serving some of the best ramen in the country. It even had the Daimyo's stamp of approval on its back wall with their other awards, including the Yondaime's stamp of 'Awesomeness!'

Staring at the ramen stand, which had just opened, seeing as it was only 6am, the two pinkettes looked around for any sort of specials. Even though the day was a day of mourning, it was also a day for low price shopping events! Pinkettes needed to shop, if they didn't, they would probably keel over. Or so some thought…

"Hey you!" the younger pinkette pointed at the man who was currently preparing a couple of baskets of ramen noodles. The man looked up, turned around and looked at the two pinkettes…and then smiled politely at them, regardless of how the pink haired girl just treated him.

"What can I get for you two lovely ladies today?" he asked kindly, trying to work his charm.

"What kind of specials you have today?" the girl's mother asked, a snooty tone accompanying her words. Suddenly, the man's face lost its smile.

"Did you lose someone in the attack?" he asked the pink haired woman.

"No. No I did not. Why?" the woman asked.

"On the tenth of Ocotober, we here at Ichiraku's, do not serve specials to anyone who didn't lose a loved one in the attack. To asked me so blatantly if I had any specials on a day of mourning like today; is almost like spitting on their graves." The man explained. "It is also the Ichiraku's way of giving those who have lost someone to the Kyuubi, condolence. To try and get something for free or half price when you have no true reason to grieve on a day such as today, is a dishonor to those who have lost someone."

"Selfish old fool!" the pink haired woman snipped. "You're only doing this because you know who I am. You have no reason to grieve for either!"

"I am doing this out of the memory of my late wife, who did die because of the demon's attack! Don't you dare try to tell me otherwise! Be gone!" with that, the chef turned his back on the two pinkettes and resumed cooking.

"How dare you!" the woman retorted. "Fine! Just wait until the next Council Meeting! I'll see you lose your license for this!"

"Tou-San!" a young girl with light brown hair and a nice figure chirped as she made her way into the front of the shop. "Do you need any help?"

"See that Sakura-Chan!" the pink haired woman asked her daughter, while pointing at the brown haired girl who had just arrived. "That is why I push you so hard to find a real man! Not some lowly cook! You don't want your kids to end up looking like some bar maid!"

"Why yes, Ayame-Chan, I would like some help." The man replied to his daughter, seemingly ignoring the elder Haruno. "If you would, please find a Chuunin for me…I think I may need some assistance in getting rid of unwanted visitors." The man instructed his daughter, who turned to look at the pinkettes with a small scowl. Suddenly, a smile replaced the scowl and she looked back at her father.

"Hai!" she chirped happily and made for the back door.

"Come Sakura-Chan, We're leaving!" the elder Haruno ordered her daughter before sticking her nose high in the air and walking away from the shop.

Naruto awoke to the sound of metal clacking together. He opened his eyes, and saw the world around him, which was his apartment; through a blurry haze. Listening to the sounds, he closed his eyes with an angry grunt and turned over on his bed. 'Stupid drunks…make too much noise at night and too much noise in the morning…'

Suddenly, a loud sound made him shoot up into a sitting position. Something akin to dishes falling on the floor and smashing to pieces, had filled his ears. His eyes open, blurry haze gone, he looked around his apartment to find…a mess.

There were broken ceramic pieces all over the floor as well as pieces of glass. Throwing the covers off of his small frame, Naruto swung his feet over the edge of his bed and slide off his bed, after making sure that there weren't any pieces of broken ceramic or glass nest to his bed for him to step on and cut himself open with.

"What the hell?" as he picked his head up from staring at the floor underneath his feet, he saw that the blanket he had hung up last night(which unfortunately for Naruto, didn't turn out to be a dream) now had a large hole punctured in it. Frantically, he made his way around the small separator that blocked off most of his bed from view…well, from the kitchen portion of his apartment anyways; and felt the blood drain from his face.

There, in his kitchen, amongst the mess of broken plates, bowls and glass cups, was an all too familiar figure. The large yellow-white kitsune.

"YOU!" he shouted at the kitsune, who was standing on his kitchen counter, head in a box of cereal.

The kitsune, brought its head slowly out of the ripped box cereal and turned its head and lazily looked at him.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Naruto shouted, his face reddening with anger as he did so.

"…" the kitsune merely turned back to the box of cereal for a moment.

Naruto started navigating through the mess on his floor, preparing to attack the kitsune again. However, not even halfway from his bed, the large kitsune picked the box of cereal in its mouth and jumped towards the door. Looking over its left shoulder, the kitsune flicked a tail in an insulting manner, and then jumped through the hole in the blanket that covered the door.

Naruto, hunger and angry, looked at the hole spitefully. Face scrunching in anger, he raced to the counter as fast as he could, trying to evade the broken ceramic and glass, and dug through the sink t find the wooden spoon from last night and then charged for the door…He didn't care what day it was…no kitsune made a fool of him twice in a row!

The two pinkettes were walking down one of the many streets of Konohagakure, still looking for sales. The elder pinkette still had her head held high, her daughter, mimicking her actions.

"Kaa-San…" the girl started. "Why do I have to walk like this too? It's hard to see where I'm going."

"We do this, Sakura-Chan, because it's what real women do when we are angry or have been insulted." The elder pinkette explained. "It lets others know that we are angry and if they value their lives, they shouldn't approach us!"

"Oh." The younger responded. 'Sasuke-Kun probably doesn't want to talk to me because he thinks I'm childish…Yosh! If this makes me more grown up, then I'll keep doing it! For Sasuke-Kun!'

Naruto raced out of the hole in the blanket and latched himself to the railing and let his eyes dart back and forth, searching for the kitsune who had stolen his cereal and made a mess of his apartment. Spying a large yellowish animal three stories below, Naruto ran over to the gutter and latched on to it and slid down. He would beat that kitsune to the bottom if it was the last thing he'd do!

The kitsune stopped as it reached the second floor and turned around briefly. Box of cereal still in its maw, it shook the box slightly to make noise, to lure the angry boy into chasing it further. However, it didn't see the boy running down the stairs. Narrowing its golden eyes, the kitsune turned around and went down the final set of stairs...

…only to find the small angry boy running towards it and the box of cereal in its mouth. The kitsune took a half second to try and figure out how the boy had managed to get to the ground before it had, but quickly decided to turn tail, flick tail…which earned it an aggravated yell from the boy, and then started running.

Naruto was mad…he had beat the stupid animal to the ground, only to find it shaking the box of cereal at him like a person would do to a dog with a box of treats. He had managed to get two feet away from the large beast when it whirled around, flicked its tail at him…again! And then ran off…again!

'When I catch you, Home-Wrecker, I'll teach you to never come back to my apartment ever again!'

Spoon in hand, Naruto let out a war cry as he sped up, desperately trying to catch up the kitsune.

"Ichiraku-San." Dark haired Chuunin said as he came up to the counter of the eatery. "Your daughter told me that you were having problems?"

"She's gone now, but yeah…I was." The man nodded, waving the Chuunin closer to the counter. "Sorry you had to come over now that she's gone…"

"No problem." The Chuunin chuckled. "Actually, your daughter saved me from attacking a merchant…" that got the cook's attention. "Kept trying to sell me fake charms…to ward of yokai and kitsune."

"Ah…but that's their game." The chef responded. "And too many people are stupid enough to fall for it for them to leave it alone."

"Unfortunately." The Chuunin said. "Unless…naw…"

"'Unless' what?" the chef asked.

"Well, you didn't hear it from me…but last night, I overheard that there was a huge kitsune in the village…broke into someone's house and made a mess of things." The Chuunin said, leaning in closer as he informed the chef, whose eyes widened in shock.

"Really?"

"Yeah…friend of mine said he heard it went towards the apartments…where the Uzumaki kid lives." The Chuunin said with a small nod. "Said that the Kyuubi was calling the creature…"

"But Naruto isn't the Kyuubi…" the chef said, his voice getting lower and now had a slightly angry tone to it.

"I don't think so either, kid's way too nice to be the Kyuubi." The Chuunin stated, waving his hands in protest. "But still..."

"Could it be rabid?"

"No way to tell without capturing it." The Chuunin answered. "But I think it maybe a yokai…"

"Why?" the chef asked, not liking where the Chuunin may take the conversation. 'Never blamed the boy for my wife's death…not once, and I won't start now!'

"Cause, it outran two Anbu!" the Chuunin explained, excitement evident in his voice. "Out ran two Anbu, and jumped from the seventh floor of the apartment building and into the trees and got away! That's not normal!"

"I guess not…" the chef said quietly. "Wait! You said it went to Naruto's apartment…is he alright?"

"I guess so…there was a blanket over the doorway last night when me and Izumo went on patrol. Anbu said that the kid was bugging out big time though…said that the fox spoke to him…" the Chuunin explained. "Anbu said that the kid would think that it was all a dream or something…but I don't know…"

"Well, I'll keep an eye out for him." The chef said with a determined nod. "Thanks for the info, Kotetsu."

"No problem." The Chuunin replied happily. "Oh, and if I see Haruno-San, I'll say something to her…Shouldn't be too hard to find her…not with this shopping spree."

"See ya later, then!" the chef said before giving the Chuunin a half salute and then returned to his work.

Ayame was having fun. Sure, her father sent her out to fetch a Chuunin to chase the Haruno woman away, and she was supposed to be back home helping him…but…trying to catch cute goldfish with little paper nets always made her happy. Even if she didn't win…just watching the cute little golden colored fish swim about made her smile.

As she dipped a net into the water trough, she maneuvered a small net under the belly of one of the golden fish and slowly started to bring it up. Once she felt the net hit the bottom of the fish, she quickly brought it up out of the water. What she saw put a smile on her face. There, on her net, was one of the cute little fish, which had started to flop around in desperation, trying to get back into the water where it belonged.

"Congratulations!" the proprietor exclaimed as he moved behind the brunette, a paper cone in his hand which he used to magnify his voice. "You've won a prize! Pick anything you like!" Ayame looked up, smiling and looked at the prizes. Most of them were plushies, but some of the prizes were sweets.

'I haven't had any candy for a while…' she thought to herself. 'And today is Naruto's birthday…' she was stuck. A cute plushie for herself…or a gift for her friend?

"I'll take that one!" the brunette pointed to a prize on the stand. The man cheered and then plucked it the prize off the stand and handed it to her.

"Great choice!" the man swooned, buttering the girl up. "Would you like to play again?"

"I can't…I have to go back and help Tou-San with the stand…" Ayame said happily, holding her prize to her chest. "Thanks for letting me play, though!" she chirped.

"Anytime!" the man said with a smile and a wave.

Sarutobi took a deep, relaxing breath as he walked through the streets of his village, holding his six year old grandson's hand. It was a day for mourning, but it was also a day of festivities, and even though he really didn't feel like celebrating the event that had caused the village so much hardship, his grandson was curious and wanted to go and walk around.

They had stopped by a small booth where Konohamaru tried to catch a goldfish with a small paper net; and even though he didn't win, the owner was nice enough to give the boy a small plushie…A monkey plushie, by Konohamaru's insistence. Then, from there, they had gone to several booths, most of which were selling fake charms to ward off yokai and kitsune; and then he had bought his grandson a small stick of cotton candy. After all, his grandson was six…and he needed a good dose of sugar every now and then!

Yes…everything was going smoothly. He had barely even thought of the incident last night between Naruto, the large oddly colored kitsune and the Anbu…

Until…

FFFOOOSSSHHH!

"What the?" Sarutobi stopped himself from finishing his train of thought out of respect for his grandson's ears, and looked at what had created such a gust of wind. Moving swiftly through the street he was walking down with Konohamaru, was a large yellow-white kitsune with a box of cereal in its mouth…followed closely by a small orange blur…

'Naruto?'

"AH!" Someone shouted in fear, as the kitsune came to a stop, turned around and shook the box of cereal at the boy who was chasing it…with a wooden spoon… "A KITSUNE!"

"Oh…shit…"

Konohamaru took in a deep breath and looked at Sarutobi and glared at him. "I'm telling Obaa-Chan!"

Naruto was getting even angrier at the large kitsune. He had been chasing it for nearly ten minutes now, and he still couldn't catch up to it. And what was worse! The stupid animal kept stopping and shaking his box of cereal at him and then running away again! He had half a mind to hurl his wooden spoon at the kitsune the next time it stopped.

Naruto was so caught up in trying to catch the kitsune, he didn't realize that he had chased the animal into the heart of the village, a place where he tried to avoid this time of year because of all the whispering and glares that where sent his way. So lost in thought was he, that he didn't see Jiji as he ran by him. Suddenly, the kitsune stopped, in the middle of the street and turned around and shook the box of cereal at him again. As he brought back his arm, ready to throw the spoon at the beast, he heard something…something loud.

"A KITSUNE!"

That got his attention. Looking around, he saw people fearfully looking at the fox and at him with a mixture of anger and shock.

"What's that thing doing, chasing one of his own?"

"Maybe it's trying to chase it out of its territory?"

"Whatever its doing, I'm not getting close to either of them!"

"Yeah, either one could start killing us at any second!"

'Okay…so running through a village full of Ningen with a box of cereal wasn't such a good idea after all…' the kitsune told itself as it looked around at all the scared and frightened people watching it and the boy who had been chasing it with a wooden spoon. 'Why are they glaring at him for?'

Suddenly, there was a sound in the air. It was a light whistling sound, which only became louder and louder as the seconds passed. Looking over a shoulder, the kitsune narrowed its golden eyes as a small black object raced towards its head. Jumping out of the way only milliseconds before the object would have made contact, the kitsune dropped the box of cereal and looked as the object made dug itself in the dirt. It was a knife. Someone had actually tried to kill it.

'Whoever threw that at me…is going to pay dearly…' Suddenly, the boy who had been chasing it, was flung to the ground as a man with silver hair kicked him.

"I knew it! I knew it!" the man shouted, his eyes full of anger and hate as he looked at the boy. "He is the-" Suddenly, that man fell to the ground, but unlike the boy, who was slowly turning over from his stomach to his back with his eye's wide in shock; this man fell with his eyes rolling into the back of his skull…spit flying from his mouth as he fell.

The kitsune looked behind the fallen man, and saw a short, elderly man with cold grey eyes. He was glaring at not only the fallen man, but also at the crowd too… Then, the old man started to make his way towards the boy who had been chasing it. His eyes were still stone cold…

Suddenly, the kitsune jumped. The crowd seemed to scream in both fear and anger as the kitsune leapt forwards. The elderly man stopped advancing and locked his eyes on the kitsune's own gold ones…and then started to move his hands in odd formations. The kitsune didn't take any chances. Not wanting to let the elderly man finish whatever he was doing, the kitsune ran over to the boy and latched on to the boy's jumpsuit and dragged him away from the man and the crowd…by jumping on to wall…fifteen feet tall.

The kitsune could hear the crowd falling silent, and it could see the fear in the boy's eyes. And even as it landed on the top of the wall, it didn't stop or slow down…just kept running…boy in hand…er…mouth.

Sarutobi sighed heavily as he looked at the people around him. They were all starting to panic. How could they not? They had all seen a kitsune, which at this point now being considered as a yokai, take Uzumaki Naruto by his jumpsuit and made off with him.

'There's only one thing left to do.' Saurtobi told himself sadly. 'I'll have to use that.'

His hands raced through a complex series of two different half seals for nearly half a minute…then he closed his eyes and slammed his palms together.

To everyone else on the street, or even within a quarter of a mile, saw a bright white flash of light…and then…nothing.

As the flash of light disappeared, Sarutobi looked at the villagers as their faces turned from panic to dull blank slates.

"Today is October Tenth!" he yelled to them all. "Most of you are still tipsy from last night's binge drinking and partying. There are many fine shops and events set up throughout the village, please go and enjoy yourselves!" the crowd, including Konohamaru, turned around and started to head off for a different part of the village. "Not you Konohamaru…You are coming with me back to my office."

"'Not you Konohamaru…You are coming with me back to my office…'" the six year old repeated in a zombie like trance.

'Great…' Sarutobi thought to himself. Looking at Mizuki, he narrowed his eyes. The man had kicked Naruto to the ground after attacking the yokai. With a silent, motionless blast of chakra, a shadow appeared behind him and his grandson, who thankfully, was still rather loopy.

"Take him to the T&I building…let Ibiki play with him for attacking a civilian." The shadow nodded. "And then, after that, come to my office…we have a problem." The shadow nodded again before picking the KO'd man and leaving the area.

The boy dangled from the kitsune's mouth, his eyes dazed from the light that the elderly man summoned. There was a small line of spit hanging from his mouth too, and the kitsune shuddered slightly at the sight, but kept on moving.

Now, away from the street, the kitsune was moving as fast as it could while carrying the Ningen in its mouth. Within a minute, both would be outside the village and deep within the forest that surrounded the village.

True enough, a minute later, both were outside the village and deep in the forest. In fact, they were both right were the kitsune had fallen asleep the night before.

Letting the boy drop to the ground with 'thud', the kitsune padded a few feet from the boy and looked at the boy's face. Currently, his eyes were still dull and there was still a trail of spittle leaking from his mouth, which again, made the kitsune shudder. With a sigh, the kitsune closed its eyes and began to concentrate.

Within seconds, the yellow-white kitsune had transformed into an average height teenage girl…a stark naked teenage girl…with ample assets. Sitting up, with her legs underneath of her, and an arm over her breasts, the now transformed kitsune looked over at the boy…only to find him in a half sitting position starring at her naked body with wide eyes…and a trail of blood running from his nose…

"Hmm…" the teen moaned, earning a slightly faster trail of blood from the boy…who gulped loudly. "Like what you see…Hm?" she asked, leaning forward, allowing the boy to see a little bit more of her chest.

THUD!

"Kakakakaka!"

Second chapter…. Finished!

Thanks for reviewing all! I appreciate it, especially since it's a story with such an odd crossover.

Thanks for telling me about the errors with the first chapter, though I doubt that its perfect, it's a little better than it was.

Sakura and her mom: I don't like young Sakura. I think she's shallow and kind of petty, thinking only about herself. Now, really young Sakura, before Ino became her friend, had more kind traits…but after pining after Sasuke for so long…those are gone. Her mom? She wants the easy life. What better way to do that, than by having her daughter marry Sasuke? And the charms? They have a part to play…the yokai/kitsune charms more so than the dozens of fertility and love charms.

Ichiraku: Like the old dude personally. I don't think that he'd use the Tenth as a way to make extra money, and since I had his wife die during the attack, he has a reason not to let people like Sakura's mother get special meals when they didn't lose anything at all. And yes, he still likes Naruto.

Ayame: Cute and nice. What more can I say? Oh, and confident. I think she could have had a larger part in the canon than she did. For this fic? Well…if this fic goes farther than academy years, then she may be a pairing option…but that is a HUGE maybe peoples…HUGE.

Kitsune: Now you know it's not just a fox…though from the intro to Wagaya NO Oinari-Sama kind of pointed that out. More will be explained as the story continues.

Thanks for reading!

Ja.