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Chapter Seven:
The Protégé
It got him thinking. Did he really know what he was doing? Did he really think it through? Did he really take everything into account before acting? Like his emotions? Did he really know himself that he could take his emotions into account? Did he over estimate himself? Did he think too highly of himself? Did his experiences change him? Was that why he didn't know what he got himself into? Was that why he couldn't predict what was going to happen? Could he trust himself now? Did he trust himself to begin with? How did trust work with oneself?
He shook his head. He was an over thinker, who read into every possible detail. He confused himself so many times. If A did choice one thinking B would do one, and B did choice two…However, A expected B to do two so A did two instead…but A got to thinking that B would expect A to do two instead of one and would in turn do one. And so the cycle started over and repeated itself over and over and over again. It was so confusing. He didn't know what to do anymore.
At times, life was too much. It made him wonder why people tried so hard. Being an over-thinker made him question things way too much. It made life look much worse than it was. There were times, he wanted to give up, but there was one thing that kept him sane. It was that one thing that made him get up in the morning.
Naruto wondered how Minato had all that energy; well beside the fact that he was four. He didn't think he had that much energy when he was Minato's age… He also wasn't as smart and strong as Minato was when he was four. Well that was what he got when his son was a protégé. If Naruto would have let him, Minato would already be a Ninja, probably even a Chunin… However, it wasn't a life that Naruto wanted for his son. He didn't want his son to suffer like he did.
Minato was moving rather slowly through the Hotel even with his father gliding him through the hallway. He didn't really want to leave, wanting to see Kaka again and Naruto knew it and it annoyed him.
They (both in Henge) were off to a new village. They were always moving from village to village, but it was something that they had to do. There was no way around it. People were after them or rather his father and it wasn't safe to stay in one place. It was too risky to stay in one place and Naruto wasn't going to take the chance even if it meant his son's happiness.
Naruto sighed catching sight of his son, who folded his arm across his chest and glared. It didn't suit the little boy, who was usually all smiles. It broke Naruto's heart that his son was 'suffering' and he wished he could end it…but there wasn't any way he could. It was too dangerous to stay in one place…well he could all ways go back to Konoha, which he was sure would take him. However, he had too much pride and anger to go back. He would take care of his son by himself and he didn't need help from a village who would rather betray than befriend him (or what he told himself). … Well, maybe, they could help…
It didn't take long for Naruto and Minato to make it to the edge of the village even with Minato's resistance. Each step from the village made Minato's mood worsen and it made the walk very sour.
"You know, I don't like your mood," Naruto commented letting the grab on his son die. There was a light frown on Naruto's face. Maybe, consistently moving was a bad thing if it led to his son hating him. Minato was the one person, who Naruto couldn't stand to hate him. It was Minato's feelings toward him that held him.
"I don't wanna move!" Minato stopped and pounded his feet. "I don't wanna move!" he yelled. His voice carried.
Naruto felt his ears ring. Why did his son have to have a high pitch voice? He couldn't wait until his son grew out of it. "I know you don't. I don't either, but there is no other choice," he snapped.
Minato froze. His father didn't usually snap and when he did, there was a good reason…or reasons. Naruto was the kind of person whose anger builds, since he kept it inside. It was quite clear (even to Minato) that Minato's whining wasn't why Naruto snapped. "Yes, daddy," Minato whispered.
Naruto patted his son on the head. "Let's go," he said feeling upset. How did he lose control of the situation? Was he over reading into this? Who cared if Konoha found out about him? He doubted that Tsunade would let it slip that he was the Demonic Flash, since it would be harder for him to return. Plus, he doubted that Konoha would mean him any real harm considering that they care about him in some odd way. The question was if they could keep it quiet…
"Fine," the boy muttered giving up on his rant… maybe, he could cry! That could surely work… but Naruto wouldn't give in on this. This was too important.
It was the beginning of a new day; however, it didn't look any better than it did before. In fact, it looked worse if that was even possible. There were so many more unanswered questions and the old questions got more confusing if that made sense. Nothing made sense anymore. It was a strange world.
Kakashi rounded up his squad and headed out. Even if there was some connection with the boy and Naruto, even if Naruto was in the village, Kakashi and his squad wouldn't stay. Naruto wouldn't be in one place for too long. Naruto wouldn't risk staying in one place…but the question was why? Why did he run? What did he have to fear? Naruto would out power anyone or anything. There had to be something that made him run, right? Was it something that he needed to protect? Did it have anything to do with that boy, Minato?
The squad seemed rather quiet which was creepy…not that Kakashi really minded. It was just that he never heard them to silent…
If Kakashi didn't know any better, he would think that the town was celebrating that they were leaving. They seemed rather happy and loud for some strange reason… It was also very creepy. Um, yea, he thought as they distanced themselves from the town. There was music coming from the town… Creepy
"Kakashi, where to next?" Neji asked pondering that same question. Where did you start looking for Naruto? When they saw him the other time, he wanted to find them. Come to think of it, how did Naruto's clients find him?
"Maybe, we should keep an eye on Toya. Naruto is still after him, but he might not go after him anytime soon," Sakura suggested, trying to be helpful. She kept close behind Kakashi and Neji, while Sasuke followed in the back.
Kakashi kept a firm grab on his backpack and his eyes on the path in front of them. Maybe, they should take a peek at what Toya was doing. Naruto would strike Toya when no one expected it and no one expected him to attack him anytime soon knowing he was the target of the Demonic Flash… or maybe he expected people to expect that… Kakashi shook his head. It was too confusing to think that way. "Maybe, we should? What do you two think?" he asked Sasuke and Neji.
"Why not? We have no other leads." Neji revealed his blood trait to see if he could see any familiar chakra trails. There were faint trails of chakra, but none seemed overly friendly. However, that didn't mean one wasn't Naruto's.
"He won't go there!" Sasuke sneered feeling that he knew what Naruto would do, like he knew him… He didn't. The young Uchiha apparently inherited his family's bad traits…
"How would you know, Uchiha?" Neji never liked Uchiha. He may have respected his strength and skills, but that was it. He never really respected his judgment considering he had already showed his true loyalty to himself. He already showed what he thought and it wasn't encouraging to say the least. "How can you predict what Naruto would do? He is obviously different than he was ten years ago. You don't know him. No one does. I doubted that anyone really knew him at all ten years ago."
Ouch! Kakashi thought agreeing with the Hyuga. Besides maybe Iruka, did anyone really knew Naruto? What was his biggest Fear? Of course, everyone knew he wanted to be Hokage and why he wanted to be Hokage. He wanted to be respected.
But did anyone know him at all? His favorite color maybe? Was it really orange (judging by his old fashion sense)? What was his favorite thing to do (besides eating ramen and missions)? What did he want in life? Kakashi didn't think anyone could really answer those questions. Jiraiya was too busy with his 'research'. Tsunade was too busy running the village as so was Sarutobi. He was too busy worrying about Sasuke. Sakura was too busy worrying about Sasuke, and Sasuke was too busy worrying about his brother, Itachi. It seemed like everyone was too busy to pay attention to Naruto, who in most people's eyes, didn't deserve attention.
"We knew him," Sakura argued. No one dared stop to argue knowing that even stopping for a moment could be deadly. Every second counted when looking for Naruto.
"You saw what you wanted to see," Kakashi interjected. "We were all too busy to see the warning signs. If we were paying attention, Naruto wouldn't have left in the first place." Kakashi sighed. Signals were important when one was a ninja. How could he have missed them all those years ago? He prided himself in seeing things others could not. Maybe, he did, but he just had other things on his mind.
Sasuke growled. "Are you saying that you did?"
"No." Kakashi kept his eyes on the path. He had his eyes on the prize, Naruto. If they didn't pass a corner or something with Naruto, he doubted that they would ever be able to bring Naruto back.
Sakura let out a sigh. Were they ever going to figure out what to do? Would Naruto ever come back to the Village? Would Naruto ever accept her?
Who was Ino kidding? Her keeping a secret? And a big secret at that. It didn't take long for Shikamaru, Hinata, Kiba, Shino, Tenten, Rock Lee, and Choji to find out that the Demonic Flash was the son of the Yondaime Hokage. Their faces were quite funny to say the least, well maybe besides Shino, who never seemed to show much of anything. It was semi-creepy.
One thing was sure, they all wanted to know the identity of the Yondaime's son. It had to be someone from the village. He could be no more than five years older than them… They had to know him, well unless the Yondaime wanted to keep his son a secret, which was understandable. There was no doubt that the Yondaime had enemies and some people were going to the extreme to get revenge.
Ino made her way to the Hokage's Tower. There was something she wanted to talk about with the Hokage and if she could somehow bring up the Demonic Flash, she would. Surely, they would know more about the Demonic Flash by now, right? Would the Yondaime Hokage keep the secret of his son from other Hokages like the Sandaime Hokage? She shook her head. She was over thinking this.
The Hokage Tower looked rather empty, but that could do more with the time of day. For some strange reason at certain times, no one enlisted Ninjas for jobs and the Council seemed less busy at times. It happened around the same time, day after day. It never failed…knock on wood.
I wonder if Sakura encountered the Demonic Flash yet, Ino thought making her way to the top of the Hokage Tower. It didn't take too long for the door to come into view. She reached for the door, but her hand never made contact. She heard Tsunade yelling with someone… the door was cracked. Her heart did a jump when she heard Naruto's name, which was weird. Tsunade never said Naruto's name. It was taboo around her and no one dared to speak for they fear Tsunade's killer reaction.
Ino inched closer to the door trying to make out the conversation. Sure, she shouldn't be listening to the conversation, but her interest was at its peek. Tsunade never really talked about Naruto even when he just died. Ino always wanted to know more about Naruto for some odd reason. Besides, Naruto was dead and there shouldn't be any reason why their, Tsunade and Jiraiya's, conversation had to be a secret.
"– I am sure, they will find him," Jiraiya said. Ino couldn't see what they were doing, but she was sure he was scratching his head or something, something Jiraiya-like.
"I hope. You know first hand how tricky the 'Demonic Flash' is," Tsunade said stressing the assassin's name. It kind of sounded like Tsunade put air quotes around it.
"Yea, plus he is a prankster," Jiraiya laughed.
What is so funny? I don't get it… What does Naruto have to do with the Demonic Flash? Did they meet or something when they were kids? Ino didn't know what to make of it. They were just talking about Naruto and then they switched to the Demonic Flash. It didn't make sense.
"Do you still think he is a prankster?" Tsunade asked.
The Demonic Flash is a prankster? What the hell. Do they know him? Ino didn't know Jiraiya, Tsunade, or the Yondaime Hokage well enough to know if they were close enough for him to tell them about his secret son. If she recalled corrected, Jiraiya was the Yondaime's Sensei. She wasn't completely sure. Jiraiya wasn't very talkative about the Yondaime Hokage…he wasn't very talkative with anything that didn't include sex.
"I am sure Naruto is still a Prankster," Jiraiya laughed again. "There is no doubt about it… it's probably on a bigger level."
"Haha yea."
What the hell! Did they just use present tense? How can Naruto still be a prankster if he is dead…but didn't they just say that the Demonic Flash is a prankster…? Ino wasn't as smart as Shikamaru or even Sakura, but she was smart enough to be able to piece items and information together. Naruto did kind of look like the Yondaime Hokage: the golden blonde hair (that even her own blonde hair couldn't compete with) and their cerulean eyes. O My God… Naruto is alive… and he is the Demonic Flash…
"Maybe that will help get Naruto back," Jiraiya said on a sour tone. He didn't seem as jolly as before.
"Yea, maybe."
What the hell happened? Naruto doesn't want to come back? Why? Ino's head was spinning. Nothing made sense…Maybe one of her many friends could help her out…What would they say when she told them… Yea, Ino already knew that she wouldn't be able to keep this a secret and she wasn't going to try. This was too big.
Rab was starting to think that Toya was stupid. Why else would he hire stupid thugs like those? He thought taking a long look at the two idiots in front of him. One was fat and stupid while the other was retarded and tall, ungodly tall. Rab doubted that they were being able to find their way out of a wet paper bag. That was how stupid they were… he was surprised that they could ever talk with any clarity.
Those bubbling idiots were enough to make anyone quit, but Rab was too close to the Demonic Flash to stop. Like everyone else, he also had a hard time tracking the Demonic Flash, which was probably what made him so good. The red hair had cross path with the assassin quite a few times, but those were all luck or the fact that they were after the same target. Apparently, people thought it was funny to hire the two best assassins in the world (of course, Rab thought he was number one) to kill the same guy. Maybe they thought it would be a great fight to watch. It had to be a good fight knowing that they both were S-Class.
That wasn't saying that was the only time the two ran into each other. Sometimes, Rab swore that the Demonic Flash did it on purpose just to annoy the hell out of him and use his special jutsu to transport out of there. Sure, the red hair never saw the hands signs for it, nor really seen him use it, but there was no other way that the assassin could escape so fast without a transportation jutsu. However, those things weren't the easiest to use or to create. Rab only knew of a few that could do it, but he only heard of them from stories from the people of his village.
Rab was from Iwagakure, which knew personally the benefits (or rather the deadly effects) of a transportation jutsu. Iwagakure had faced a Ninja who had master the technique and he was the Yondaime Hokage. Minato Namikaze had used his transportation jutsu to win the Ninja war between their two countries. That was why Namikaze was called the Yellow Flash. It still bothered Iwagakure. Rab knew that the village would do anything to get back at Konoha… or rather the dead Hokage. However, the Yellow Flash didn't have any children and only his blood child could learn that transportation jutsu. And if he did have a child, he was sure Iwagakure would have done anything to kill them and get their hands on that jutsu.
Anyway, Toya was paying Rab rather well, well enough that he could be a king of a small country… Well maybe not that much. And all that money made Rab put up with the two idiots, whose names escaped him. Rab didn't bother learning names or rather their names, which he was sure, would surely die when the Demonic Flash came along, but then again, Rab might had killed the assassin before he had the chance to kill them… However, I might let him kill those two idiots.
Rab wished he knew the Demonic Flash's name. He would have to make sure he asked when he had his heart in his hand or rather his hand around his heart. He didn't know how long a man could survive without a heart… he knew it wasn't long, but he didn't want him to live along. He just wanted him to live long enough to learn his name. Then maybe he would write the Demonic Flash's name on his chest and parade the assassin's body around to show the world who he was.
Rab really hated that man…however, he didn't know who he hated more… the two bubbling idiots or the Demonic Flash. They were close but for different reasons. The two stupid retarded imbecilic idiots were perverts as Rab was soon to find out. Toya was out of ear shot and couldn't hear what the two idiots were saying. Toya was too busy bossing his servants around. Maybe, I can kill him next after he pays me. Rab hated annoying people and the two idiots and Toya were definitely annoying. Why couldn't they be like the other bloody rogue Ninjas and be fucken quiet.
Rab doubted that he would be fired for killing the two idiots, but there wasn't a doubt in his mind that his final paycheck would be less if he did. They were talking about how the children were defenseless and how much fun it would be to 'play' with them. Rab doubted that Toya would care to find out what his thugs were planning to do with his products. He would only care if the children were reduced in their capabilities.
Rab loved blood and killing and all the things that went along with that. He didn't care what others did along as it didn't hurt him. He didn't care that Toya were selling and killing children. He didn't care that he murdered people. Crime didn't bother him, but for some odd reason, sexual crimes did. Rab could kill a child in cold blood and play with their blood, but he could never do any sexual activity to them. Rab could kill women and rip out their hearts and other organs, but he could never rape them. He could abuse them (men, women, and children), but never in a sexual way. He didn't understand why, but he just didn't. Maybe it had to do with feeling the affects himself.
It took everything that Rab had not to kill the stupid, retarded, imbecilic, perverted idiots. Why did Toya hire them again? Did he not care for his products' condition? Children were destroyed by it. Maybe, their cost was cheap and that was the only thing that Toya cared about? Rab didn't know why. Blood. I need to spill their blood. That thought repeated over and over in his head. He made up his mind… he would kill those two idiots as soon as he got paid. It would be bad for business if he killed his employer, which was something he really wanted to do. He didn't know what would happen if he killed those two. Would it affect his paycheck?
Rab glanced off into the distance wondering what the Demonic Flash's face would look like when he dug the assassin's own sword into his body and twisted it around. He would love to see the Demonic Flash's face riddled with pain. The look of failure flashing through his eyes when he realizes that he had lost.
Rab let out a chuckle, which turned a few heads. His laughs sounded pure evil and could make anyone pee their pants….too bad the two idiots were too stupid to be afraid. He would love to scare them to death. Stupid, retarded, imbecilic, perverted idiots had surpassed their suppose life span. Well it was surprising that they lived pass the age of two. No one that stupid could be expected to live.
"Kit, Tit, are you ready?" Toya asked closing the distance between them.
The fat, short idiot looked up from whatever he had in his hand. "Yes, I and Kit ready," he said. His stupid voice wasn't very clear, it was hard to understand. It annoyed Rab, well what didn't?
"Me ready too," Kit answered. He sounded stupider if that was possible.
"Good, than go," Toya ordered pointing. Tit and Kit, brothers if you could believe it, wobbled away. It didn't seem like they were capable to move any other way. Running was out of the question. "Rab, don't kill them just yet."
"Hm," Rab muttered, caught off guard. He never expected Toya to know he wanted to kill them. Was his face that readable?
"Don't worry. I would rather you kill them. I don't feel like paying them and they are too stupid to realize that, but they serve their purpose. It doesn't take much to do the job. Anyone can out smart a small child….I think, anyway," Toya shrugged. He wasn't sure if those two were even smart enough to outsmart a child.
Rab glanced to Toya, who would double-cross anyone if he could. There was no doubt in Rab's mind that Toya would double-cross him if he could. Somewhere in the back of his head, Rab knew that Toya would have him kill all the other guys he didn't need just so he didn't have to pay them.
"Anyway, lets get going," Toya said waving his servants head.
Rab let Toya and his Servants (plus the other rogue Ninjas) pass him by. He barely moved for a few seconds. There was something about Tit and Kit that bothered him. He just wanted to go after them… What was happening to him? Maybe, Tit and Kit were just so stupid that Rab couldn't allow them to live. Rab didn't know but he was going to keep an eye on the two idiots.
Minato didn't like his Henge. He liked being blonde. It made him feel special, but this brunet color made him just like everyone else. He didn't want to blend in with the crowd, but that was what his father wanted for him, for them. His father wanted them to blend in, to be just like everyone else. It wasn't fair. Minato Namikaze II wasn't normal. He was special and there was no way he would allow anyone to make him normal and not special.
"Can I take it off, daddy?" Minato asked dragging his feet. It only made them travel slower, since Minato was too small to travel any other way. Naruto never really tried to do the Hiraishin Jutsu with a son and didn't know what would happen. Naruto really wasn't going to risk his son to try. Plus, Minato wasn't skilled enough to travel by 'tree jumping' like most ninjas.
"No, keep the henge on," Naruto ordered. This whole running thing was annoying as fuck. It was so annoying to have to pack, unpack, and make sure you weren't followed. It was on of those things that Naruto would do forever. He wouldn't stand for it; however, it wouldn't be forever. When Minato got old enough, he would be some help; however, that was only if Naruto trained him in the way of Ninja and he didn't.
Minato didn't answer. He was four, not an Angel. He wasn't perfect, but he and his father liked that. Being perfect was over rating as so was normal, but his father didn't agree with that part. He wished he could change his father's mind. Maybe, he could get his father to train him to be a Ninja. Maybe, he could get his father back to that Konoha place. Maybe, he could get his father to smile again, really smile. He wanted to make his father happy, which was something he didn't think was possible. Was he more trouble than worth to his father? He doubted his father's love for him.
"Minato, what is wrong?" Naruto asked noticing his son's behavior. He, however, never really looked back. He stared at him from the corner of his eye.
"Nothing, Father," Minato said distantly. Was his father's behavior his fault? Would his father's life be better without him?
Naruto flinched. He didn't want Minato to call him father; it made their relationship sound distant. It was cold. "Are you sure, little one?" he asked.
Minato looked up. He liked his father's nicknames for him. To him, the nicknames were always a gift. It takes time to come up with a nickname and it made Minato happy to know his father took the time…however, there was still the doubt. I wonder if Kaka could help. Minato made up his mind. He was going to look for Kaka even without his permission. His father would just have to deal. "Yes, daddy!"
The boy glanced around. Maybe he could sneak off. There was a small whole in the foliage and he went for it. He ran. Naruto wasn't expecting it and was caught off guard. "Minato! Minato!" Naruto yelled spying the boy running for the bushes. What is he thinking? There was no way for a boy to outrun him no matter how hard he ran.
Minato disappeared in the foliage, but Naruto knew where he was. Minato wasn't that hard to lose track of, well that is if he was watching him and not the toads. Naruto kept track of him from the trees. "Where is he going?" he asked still in henge.
Minato seemed to be going in some random direction and Naruto didn't know if he should stop his son at all. Maybe he would learn something about his son. Did it have anything to do with Hatake? His son was quite taken with him for some odd reason.
Kakashi kept his eyes forward as they made their way through the trees. For once no one spoke and it was quite peaceful. He was able to think. He was able to wonder, but that wasn't always positive. He thought back to the past and how he treated Naruto. He wished he could take it back, but it wasn't possible. He treated Naruto like he wasn't there like he wasn't as important as Sasuke, but in a matter of facts, he was equally if not more important than Sasuke.
Sasuke was boiling on the inside. He would do anything to bring back Naruto and he wasn't sure why. But he was going bring to him back no matter what. He would beat him to an inch of life to bring him back. There wasn't anything that Naruto could do to stop Sasuke from kicking his butt back to Konoha….Uchiha was a very violent person.
Sakura didn't know much about anything. She knew about medical stuff of course, but other than that, her knowledge was extremely limited. She hated it. She felt useless, like in this situation. What could she say to help? However, she was a medical Ninja and that was why she was needed. However, what did Naruto need?
Neji was probably the most logical of the four and it was always good for someone to be logical. Being emotional wasn't helping anyone, but dealing with Naruto wasn't ever logical and Neji learned that the hard way. Naruto made everything you knew before invalided. It could make any logical person act emotionally.
"Sense anything?" Kakashi asked.
"Yes, there are a few people traveling along the path, but none seemed to be Naruto," Neji answered. Naruto was very tricky to track. He could mask himself very well.
Still in Henge, Naruto watched his son like a hawk and he let Minato put a little more distance between them. What are you up to, son? What is going on in that little head of yours? He left his son go hoping that he would find out what his son was up to. Sure, it was risky to let his son distant himself, but if he didn't, he was sure his son would resent him. He couldn't stand it if his son did.
The henge blonde stood high in a tree. His son seemed to be getting tired which all that running he was doing. "Son, what are you doing?" Naruto whispered. It looked like the boy was looking for something.
Naruto jumped forward a few trees closing the distance a little bit. He frowned seeing his son fall, but he didn't go to him. He flinched seeing tears sparkled on the boy's face. It seemed like he scratched his tiny knee, but he kept on going. It marbled Naruto to see his son push forward, but he was Naruto's son after all.
It was then his next jump that he lost track of his son. He wasn't paying attention to anything or anyone else. It, however, was still shocking that someone was able to get past his senses. Naruto had in fact run into someone knocking them both back. They both were able to rebound and land safety on the ground.
"I am sorry about that," Naruto commented knowing the accident was his fault.
"You better be," the man responded.
It didn't take to long to recognize the man. He had seen them so many times. They had faced each other so many times before. This man was out to kill him…. Rab was a very violent and deadly person. Naruto tensed up, but relaxed the next. Rab didn't know that he was the Demonic Flash and he was safe for now. "I was looking at something."
"Whatever," Rab glared, studying the man in front of him. He didn't seem like a ninja of any type; however, his moves and present seemed to be that of a ninja. It was just too bad that he was in a hurry to find out how good he was.
Naruto watch Rab disappear. It was no wonder that he ran into someone. Rab was very hard to keep track of when he was paying attention to what he was doing. Naruto shrugged. He was just happy that Rab wasn't interested in killing him or else there would have been trouble. Naruto never had a full out battle with that man and wasn't sure who would end up the winner.
However, none of that was important. Minato was gone. Naruto had lost track of him in the fall and the bad thing was that Rab was out there. Rab didn't think twice in killing a small child. In addition, Minato's chakra wasn't very traceable, since Naruto never really let him work on his chakra… Whose fault was that now? However, Naruto had an act of finding Minato.
What was Minato thinking? That was the question… The answer was short. No. the boy wasn't thinking? One, he would never be able to escape his father, who could find anyone in a matter of seconds. Two, he had no idea where Kaka was or where to look for him. Three, he was four years old child with no real skills. Sure, he could throw a Kunai pretty well. He could produce a clone, a solid clone. He could out prank anyone, well besides his father. However, that didn't mean he could last alone in the woods.
Minato was lost. He didn't know what else to do. Maybe, he could call out for his father and his father would be there in a matter of seconds. Minato knew his father was around watching him. He just had to be… The boy called out…however, there was no answer. He called out again, but still no answer. Did he really lose his father? No, it wasn't possible, unless his father got hold up.
His knees still hurt from the fall. Tears threatened to fall from his would-be cerulean eyes, but his eyes were brown due to the Henge. Minato didn't dispel the henge thinking of Kaka, who would recognize him in his blonde locks. Plus, his father would kill him if he released the henge in public. Sure, he could always redo the henge, but he didn't know if he could without his father helping him. Minato never got the henge on the first few times; however, he was good at maintaining it.
His nose tickled. An icky smell filled the area and Minato didn't like it. He tried a few hands signs before two people came into the tiny clearing. They seemed dirty like they hadn't taken a shower in weeks. By the expressions on their face, they were pretty stupid. He didn't know who was dumber: the tall skinny one, or the short fat one.
"Looky! What we have here, Kit," said the short one.
"I see, Tit! Toya would be Proud!" Kit, Minato was assuming, said with a retarded smile on his face. "Cute, kiddy!"
Minato twitched. He was captured by two bubbling idiots. It didn't take him a lot to know how stupid they were. They couldn't even speak properly unlike him, who was only four! Wow, so stupid. There was no real way for Minato to get away.
"I wonder if he special," Tit said rubbing his hands together. He had an icky looking smile on his face and Minato didn't like it, not one bit.
"Do it matter? Just bring him to Toya," Kit ordered. His long bony hands reached for Minato, who turned away and ran. However, he didn't get too far. He ran directly into Tit's big, fat, smelly, icky, slimly belly. "Where you going?"
Minato felt himself being lifted of his feet. Judging by the fact that Tit was right in front of him, it had to be by Kit. "Let me go!" Minato cried. He kicked his feet and waved his arms. He didn't want to be captured by fools who couldn't even speak right! It was downright insulting. He had a plan.
"Not going to happen!" Tit laughed studying the young boy, who looked delicious. Minato didn't have any body fat.
"Let's have some fun and take him to Toya!" Kit smirked.
"Just take him to Toya, you two bubbling idiots!" A voice called out from the shadows. "Toya wants his products in perfect condition."
Kit and Tit shuttered. "Rab," one muttered. It seemed like they were scared of him and it was quite funny. The two idiots almost wet themselves.
The flaming red hair walked to Minato and flicked the boy rather hard. The boy 'popped' away. The real Minato didn't have time to run away as Rab fished him out of the nearby bushes. "You two caught a special little child," Rab commented. He had a grin on his face.
"Really?" Kit asked feeling quite proud of himself.
"Yes," Rab sneered. "However, you almost lost him. He would have gotten way if I hadn't spotted his clone." They were still idiots, unlike this kid, who couldn't be any older than five. This kid was a really special kid. "And he is also in a Henge."
"H-how did you know?" Minato stuttered. His father was going to kill him. He was in deep trouble. He tried to wiggle out of Rab's hands. He failed.
"I am a Ninja I can spot a henge a mile away," the rogue assassin told him. "The question is why you are wearing one. Are you really four?" It made him wonder.
"What you saying, Rab?" Tit asked feeling his chin.
"Any one can use a henge to look any age," Rab said making hand signs. In a few seconds, he disabled Minato's henge. "Look at that. He really is four." Any one with Ninja training could have took the two bubbling idiots, so he really had to be four to begin with.
Minato was officially freaking out. His blonde hair shined in the sun making his cerulean eyes spark. "Let me go!"
Rab was marbled how intelligent this kid seemed to be. He could speak and do jutsu properly. "He is a protégé. A very gifted protégé."
"Wow," Tit and Kit uttered, while Rab walked passed them.
Rab held the kid close. "The question now is why was he in a henge?"
"Please, let me go!" Minato cried. His father was going to kill him. He was going to be in so much trouble. If only he could reach his dad's kunai that was in his pocket. He didn't want to reach for it now though. He didn't want Rab to notice it and he was sure that Kit and Tit was too stupid to notice.
"If he was going to use a Henge, he should have made himself look over, but no he changed his appearance." He took a breath. "Let's get him to Toya," Rab ordered. He was sure that Toya would be very happy with this kid, who would go for a nice high price. But could the kid be broken like the others? Toya had never got a kid like this. A protégé. Most protégés were highly protected in the ninja's villages or something.
thanks for reading! I hope you like it!
P.S. I am really bad at names....
