The Dark Streets

Summary: When street kids are left for goners and no one is on their side, what is there left to do? Maybe there might be some hope, but will that only become a nightmare? In this world, you can't trust anyone; not even your closest friends. Naruto AU

Author's Note: Sorry for the delayed update, but I've been plagued with writer's block for a while. Due to so many of you who are looking forward to this chapter, I've decided to update. As for your question, ReiRei, yes Mac is portrayed as Naruto in my fic. Does this mean that my other characters are Naruto's friends? Sadly, they're not because, well, they'll come in later. I would like to thank you for those of you who put my story on their favorites list. Now with out further to do, Chapter 4!!!

Previously: "Well, he said he used to be in a gang and he got into a fight with two people from the Revs who had knives. The cuts are the result of him fighting back." At this the doctor's face fell.

"I thought so. You see, this isn't the first time I've seen him come in here. He's a street kid who used to be one of my patients before he just vanished from my files." Dr. Reveling says somewhat sadly. Iruka's face went from angry to concern and then to scared in only a few split seconds.

"I know all kinds of things are running through you're head right now, but try to understand his situation. His parents got rid of him when he was little and the gang he was in was his, and still are, his only family. Ever since they have broken up into smaller groups… let's just say it wasn't pretty." Iruka nods his head and turns to walk out the door. He rushes to the boy that would soon have more of a family then he ever had.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Then we have quite a lot of problems to tend to. That's why I called this meeting up in the first place. Now, let's figure out how to find Mike," and then everyone begins to spit out their plans on how to find Mac.

Adam and Chris came up with a plan that was shot down when Lexi pointed out several flaws and uncertainty. Which led to Ryan telling the group a plan that he and Huston came up with, but it's also shot down because it's too risky.

Hex makes an attempt to announce a plan he and his younger sister came up with which James shot down and resulted in an argument between him, Lexi, Jason, and Hex. Daniel told all four of them to shut the Hell up and they did.

When everyone started to get into fights he only sighs and thinks, If only you were here, Mike, then we wouldn't be in this mess. Where are you and please by all hopes still be alive out there somewhere, before he yells to get all of them to shut up.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Even though he was thankful and glad that they helped him out, he didn't want the police to knock on the door, incase they did one of the random searches that they do, and find him there. He may lose their trust, but it wouldn't matter if he gets all of them caught and then lose their trust. No, he would rather lose their trust for running away from them, not for getting them caught.

As for now, he needs to find his, Mitch's, and Jake's hideout before they decide to chase after him. He hopes that he'll be able to find his gang's hideout before dawn comes and the police start searching.

Chapter 4: Trouble! The fight begins!

Mac didn't how long he ran or how many blocks he covered within his five minutes of running away from the house. If he did know anything, it was that the wind started to pick up and what was once just a bitter-cold evening now became a frigid-winter night. Even with all the running he did, sadly, the cold still didn't go away; he figures that is because the bitter-chilled air settled its self within the warm welcoming of his bones.

After a few more minutes running, he stops and tries to get his bearings straight before he continues on. Upon looking up at the street sign that read: Chestnut 34th Street he sighs and sits one of the many stoops on the street, wishing that he knew where he was.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

While Mac sat in despair and the "Lucky 13" was searching for him, two much older men were plotting a devious scheme.

"Is the current information that you tell me accurate?" A man in the shadows asked. The only thing that you could see of him was his menacing, hazel eyes that had a lick of silver in them that could outmatch the shimmering moon tonight.

"Yes, the boy has indeed run away from his 'friends' and left them on their own." A tall figure says with not even the slightest hint of warmth. Despite his tall figure, he was all but taller then his boss that stands before him.

"As for his two friends, they headed back to their little hideout to wait for him. We should strike now while the two are off-guard and kill that back-stabbing kid afterwards." Another figure says heatedly. In contrast to the figure beside him and the figure in front of him, he is short and stocky. He has a ruby-red eye and a baby-blue one that are reflected by the moons dull shine.

"This is not good. If what you tell me is correct, then we have a lot of problems right now." The taller of the two announces grimly. He glares at the two people standing in front of him and both fight the urge to look away. "We can't strike now because, if we do, that will raise suspicion to the rest of "Unlucky 7" and we don't have enough men to fight them."

"So, what should we do then?" The stalkier of all them asked.

"Leave them be. We'll wait until dusk tomorrow before we strike. For right now, we need to prepare the gang." With this said the two men standing in front of their boss laugh coldly.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

'It has been twenty minutes since he's been in there. Is he alright?' Kakashi asks himself and begins to get a bit flustered. "Hey, 'Kashi, have you seen Mac anywhere? I could've sworn he was in here a couple of minutes ago," Iruka asks the silver haired man.

"Uhm… yeah, he said he had to go to the bathroom earlier. Other then that, I haven't seen him; I think he's still in the bathroom." Kakashi responds a tad bit more concerned then he let on to. At this, Genma gets up, along with Iruka, and says, "Well, I think we should go check. He could've drowned or something. Worse yet, ran off somewhere and got himself killed."

"Don't even say things like that, Genma." Iruka says with dread evident in his voice.

Once Genma and Iruka were at the bathroom door, they noticed that the door was opened, but no one was inside. 'Oh no, no, no…. where did that boy go?' Both Genma and Iruka stare dumbfounded before Iruka takes action. "I'll tell the others. Genma, check to see if Mac left a note anywhere." At this, he dashed back to living room to tell the others.

"What!? He did what!?" Izumo screams and quickly dashes to the bathroom. Kotetsu, equally worried as Izumo, takes a more drastic approach and heads to the back of the house. The next time I see him, I'll... but his thoughts were cut off as he heard police sirens in the distance. His eyes become huge and he rushes back to the others to tell them that the police are coming.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

By the time Mac pulls himself up from the stoop he was sitting on, he hears sirens in the distance and he looks up at the sky; Dawn. He says several curses under his breath as he cuts through an alley way and dash to the North side of Franklin's Park to duck in some bushes. Unfortunately, he slips and falls on the dew drenched grass and sides all the way to the cliff where he reaches just mere centimeters within range of the broad and, surly, frigid river.

He stands up and looks at his would-be doom, shaking his head sadly. How close did I just become to falling off this cliff and landing in that river? I really have to be more careful now. If only I knew where- his thoughts were cut off as he heard a voice shout: "Looking for trouble, aren't you kid? How many warnings did we give you not to come back here? I guess you never learn."

Despite his rock-hard fear, he boldy says, "Yeah? Well, you can't kill me. Know why? I'm gonna jump off this cliff and kill myself!" At this statement, the two thugs back up scared.

"Y- You're crazy! There's no way you're g-gonna actually do th-that are you kid? You have ta be b-bluffing!" This thug has bright-red hair that is held in a low poney tail and his beady-black eyes were large with fright. Mac looks to him, to the river, back to him and back at the river before shakily putting his left foot out over the cliff. So, this is how it ends, huh? Just as he was about to put his other foot over the cliff line, a loud and dark voice barks out.

"Mike, you take one more step and so help me, I'll make sure you die! What are you thinking; kiling yourself for this- this... scum!? You get back off that cliff right now!" The sudden voice made him jump back in fright and he lands lamely on his rear. He looks over to the voice and realizes that there wasn't anyone over there. What the hell- before he could finish his thought he feels the back of his colar being pulled upwards and he starts to choke.

"Well, lost your nerve didn't you kid? How about I give you a little help? I think you would like that, wouldn't you?" He was barely aware of being flung to the ground behind the person and feeling several sharp stabs in his back. When the stabbing stopped, he tried to get up but was only kicked in his side and knocked upside the head by something hard. He lets out a groan of pain and stumbbles, clumsiliy, onto his feet.

"Yeah, get out of here you freak! Next time you come here, we'll throw you over the cliff!" He hardly registers this voice and continues to run off in the direction that, he hoped, was his gang's hideout.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Looking at the bright late morning sky, Daniel stops his gang and spills out the plan that they each came up with.

"Alright, Jack and Jason, you two search the south end of Franklin City Park. Lex and Chris, I want you two to head off to the central part of the park and search there. Everyone else, I want you to pair up with someone and search all of the key places in the park. As for me, I'll head to the river." Several of them were about to protest, but Daniel dismisses them before they could even start.

"Ugh.... this is such a pain. Why do we have to look for him anyway? He'll find his way back to us. We should've just waited at the hang out," Jack complains.

"Well, you do expect? For all we know Mac could be...." Jason lets the sentence hang in the air too afraid to say the rest of it.


Well, this is where I'll have to leave off at. I've been in such a dark mood that I didn't feel like updating. I'm sorry again for the wait. It was just I've had writers block and then when I started to type this chapter, i just couldn't bring myself to do it. I'm really sorry guys.... I'll try not to let that happen again.

On a different note, I think that this chapter isn't as good as the others. It will be really nice if you could give me your thoughts on this chapter and tell me what's wrong with it. i'm really trying to write this story and I'm starting to come up short. Please, I don't care if it's criticism, just help me make this chapter better. If this is a good chapter and I was just dissing myself, then tell me what was good about it.

In whole, I hope this chapter is alright and I'll try to update more frequently. Probably like every Friday. Well, tell me what you think.

Happy belated New Years,

ferret assassin nin