A.N. And we're finally here! The last day before Naruto makes his debut in high school. Dun dun dun... Enjoy!
Chapter IX
"Bonnie... I don't think you should-"
"Come ooooon Tara." Bonnie pushed the plate of muffins back into her friends hands, giving her a smile. "He saved you from that creep! I'm going to be the awesome best friend that I am." she emphasized the "I" with a casual wave towards herself "and let you give the cupcakes to him in my place."
It was the afternoon after the fiasco that had occurred. Sunday, the day of rest. The birds were chirping happy songs, the bees were buzzing merrily as they spread their flowery love, even the clouds had parted letting the warming rays of the sun grace the lands below. The perfect most picturesque day you could possibly desire, as if the gods themselves were telling them to forget everything that had happened and too just bask in their glory.
The pair of cheerleaders were currently standing on the large patio that lead into the house Naruto had moved into, or at least so they had been told. Bonnie by her mother and Tara by the man himself. They had of course talked and gossiped about him and other miscellaneous things throughout the night. Though mostly about the heroic boy that had saved the blond.
Which had lead them here.
"But you worked so hard making them!" Tara said looking down at the blueberry covered treats "I couldn't."
It wasn't the only reason. If she was going to give him a thank you gift she wanted to make it herself. Not take the credit of another person's hard work. Even if that person was her best friend.
"Yes you can, now take the darn things and put a smile on your face we're welcoming your knight in shining armor too the neighborhood right now!"
And with that Bonnie took Tara's hands and put the plate in them firmly as she pressed the door bell before her friend could say another word.
It had been quite an interesting evening.
"So who was the hunk?" Bonnie asked noting the slight shiver that passed over her best friend who was now untying her shoes while sitting on the floor having fallen there moments before. She walked over to Tara and crouched down giving the somewhat ditzy blond a smile "You looked pretty close, and did you see his car!" she gushed as she gave Tara her hands and pulled her up so they were both standing as she continued, "That thing must be soooo expen-"
"He's our new neighbor. Naruto." Tara frowned inwardly, Bonnie seemed to have taken a liking to her new crush pretty fast. "He saved me..." she shuddered as the thoughts of what could have happened invaded her mind. "From-" she couldn't say it.
"Well from what?" Bonnie pressed as the pair walked, well she was pretty much dragging Tara, towards the living room couch. The large leather cushions nearly swallowed them whole as they sat down. She LOVED this couch, it was the perfect amount of squish mixed with the absolutely correct amount of firm. One of the best places she knew of too laze around on and have girl talk. "Were you being harassed at the mall again? I told you before not to go on your own, it's not the safest place for us! The security there sucks."
She watched as with every word Tara seemed to sink further and further into the cushions as if trying to disappear.
"I don't want to talk about it right now Bonnie... please"
"I'm your best friend Tara, I worry about you. You're way to trusting of people."
"Bonnie..."
Tara had grabbed one of the side cushions and was hugging it to her chest looking ready to break out into tears. Her while not great but had been turning around for the better day was being ruined by her best friends refusal to let her try and forget. It had been so easy to ignore what had occurred while with Naruto, he just made everything seem like it was going to be okay. Now that he wasn't by her side however the grim truth was haunting her mind, that warm security blanket his presence had given her was gone.
The thoughts running through her head were terrifying.
Bonnie watched as the happy mood Tara had shown when she walked into the house evaporated. Whatever happened must have been bad and she began to feel sorry for being so direct in her attempts to get the information. "If you really don't want to tell me-"
"He saved me from a rapist."
The quiet almost inaudible whisper that slipped through the blonds lips brought about a thundering silence. Bonnie stared at the girl next to her who she wished she had as a sister and through her a lance of pain stabbed deep. Her eyes widened as the thoughts in her mind became a jumbled mass of rage sorrow and fear. The very idea that someone would possibly prey on such a kind person lit a fire inside of her heart that could never be quenched.
"Omigod Tara!" Bonnie's arms wrapped around her friend pulling her close. The pillow that the girl had been holding thrown to the side by the blond as she readily accepted the comfort. "I'm sorry I wouldn't have pried had I known!" the now in tears girl in her arms shuddered a bit in the embrace. 'How could she have possibly been so happy just a little bit ago when something like that happened to her.' the thought ran through Bonnie's mind as she looked down at Tara who had snuggled into her chest like a small child. Her quiet sobs muffled by her breasts and the tears staining her purple tee.
Now Bonnie would admit that she could be a manipulative bitch. Hell she was proud of it at times. The world was a place where the tough ruled and the meek died out. She knew this very well, and it was why she acted the way she did half the time. She would be damned if she allowed herself to grovel at the feet of others begging for their scraps. However for her friends, her few true friends. Not the mindless sycophants that followed her every whim in school. The drooling masses of boys who would give their left nut to be seen in public with her on their arm, the girls that would lavish her with praises too earn her favor. No of her true friends, the ones whom she could count off on a single hand, she was fiercely protective of.
And seeing one of those people like this broke her heart.
"Honey it's okay." Bonnie whispered unknowingly mimicking the actions of a different blond as she rubbed small circles on Tara's back. "I'm so happy your safe."
"I-it was th-this guy... in th-the mall." Tara began to pour it out, the slight stutter caused by the sobs, her words while audible muffled by her friends chest "You know ha-how we ge-get hit on all th-the time?"
Bonnie shook her head in the affirmative though Tara couldn't see it. "Yeah I know T, you don't have to tell me if you don-"
"Wa-well, he kept trying to ba-buy me something, asking for a da-date." the flood gates had been opened and Bonnie decided to stay quiet. Letting the girl in her arms release the pent up emotions. "I kept ta-telling him to leave me ah-alone and he..." the sobbing stopped, and the shudders intensified. It was obvious enough to Bonnie that Tara was NOT ready too talk about the actual event, but she had to ask.
"Did he?" She didn't say the actual word but the message was conveyed.
A furious head shake in the negative was her answer and Bonnie sighed in relief.
"So this Naruto guy saved you?" she really wanted to ask about Tara's would be rapist, but knew better. So she stuck with diverting the conversation towards a different subject. She felt Tara nod and the shaking seemed to stop, not all the way but it seemed that talking about the blond man she had seen earlier in the driveway helped. "And he's our new neighbor?" that seemed a bit suspicious to her. New guy moves in a few doors down and a fairly common occurrence such as them getting hit on in the mall turns into a rape attempt. "You thin-"
The accusation was interrupted as Tara pushed her away wiping the traces of tears from her eyes. "No I don't th-think they were in it to-together." taking a deep breath she forced a smile on her face. Even thinking of her new neighbor seemed to lighten her mood a bit, especially when she thought about how kind he had been. "He of-offered to let me drive his car home si-since he was sure I'd be uncomfortable if he gave me a ride." her voice gained strength with every word. "He's a really nice guy."
The obvious blush forming on her cheeks was something that was instantly noticed.
Bonnie's eyes widened at the statements, she may not be much into cars but she could tell when something was expensive. That car he had been driving was probably worth hundreds of thousands. No rapist, actually now that she thought about it no one, would let a total stranger drive such an expensive vehicle. No matter the situation. He would have to be a fucking saint! Or just really stupid.
This would require more information.
"Well I guess all that matters is that you're safe." Bonnie pulled her best friend into another hug. "I'm guessing you've got a new crush?" she whispered into Tara's ear. Almost laughing at how the blond stiffened up in her arms.
"Yeah..." Tara after a brief pause let the admission pass through her lips, she really didn't want Bonnie going after him. "Bonnie are you-"
"No, I approve of this one." Bonnie spoke with firm resolution in her voice as they pulled apart. Even from her short window of opportunity to observe him he was a FAR FAR better than choice than Tara's old crush.
Ron Stoppable.
This Naruto character was a hunk and he seemed to be loaded. Usually all she required for her significant other, but she wouldn't steal him away from Tara. Especially after he had saved her from such a cruel fate. Though that wouldn't stop her from making sure that he was a good match. She still had her suspicions after all and seeing as how Tara was her best friend, she like herself also deserved the best.
"So how old is he?" Bonnie asked, trying to keep her friends returning good mood going. "He looked older than u-"
"He starts class on Monday! Sixteen just like us." Tara smiled at the thought, seeing him again would be nice. Maybe she would even get a chance to know him better. "He's really funny, and totally a gentleman! I can't wai-"
Bonnie had already somewhat tuned out her friends rambling. Nodding when necessary, laughing when it was called for. In her mind she was already planning on ways of making sure that the boy the girl was crushing on was good for her.
It was her job as a best friend to look out for Tara's interests.
The girl talk lasted well into the night, only ending when the pair fell asleep on the couch. They were cuddled up in such a way that Tara's parents didn't want to disturb them. It was such a cute scene, the two with their arms wrapped around each other with a blanket pulled over them. Had they been awake they would have heard the late night news on the television that Tara's mother had turned on in the kitchen. Announcing the suspicious death that had occurred at Middleton Mall earlier in the day.
"COMING!"
The voice they heard was certainly not male, and Bonnie threw a questioning glace at Tara who shrugged as if to say "I have no clue". Before either could say a word, they were interrupted by a ruckus from inside similar to the sounds of dropping luggage down the stairs and a colorful string of expletives that made the blond cheerleader blush. Though Bonnie was almost certain she had heard the phrase "Fuck this skirt!" somewhere among the lines. The clomping of feet hitting hardwood approached the door and when it was opened both girls gasped at the sight.
As expected it was a woman. However it was her state of dress and looks that left them speechless. She looked to be in her mid to late twenties, with her purple hair styled in an odd high pony tail that made it look similar to a pineapple's leaves. Her eyes were a startling shade of hazel that seemed pupil-less, a embarrassed grin showing off even pearly white teeth between plump lips colored with a faint red gloss. The woman gave them a full smile that caused her eyes to close to slits as she bashfully rubbed the back of her head.
Giving them quite a show.
"Yo!"
Tara's eyes remained wide and her lips parted as if to speak yet from them no sound came. However Bonnie found her voice and shouted what was on both girls minds.
"What the hell are you doing dressed like that and answering the door! Where are your clothes!"
The older woman smiled sheepishly and pointed over her shoulder causing the two teens to look behind her, spotting a trail of discarded clothing. "I hate long skirts," cupping her chin as if in thought she nodded once before adding "actually clothes in general they're really annoying. What I have on now is far more comfortable." snapping the thin string to the red thong she was wearing with one hand, she gave her shoulders a shake causing the cheerleaders eyes too enviously watch as the barely confined chest held behind the red lace shook. Their eyes widened once more when the woman turned, slapped a hand onto her rear and gave it a shake while looking at them over her shoulder. "My motto is if you got it flaunt it." She said with a wink. Releasing the voluminous flesh of her bottom the woman turned back to the pair and leaned towards them. Her eyes acquiring the slitted closed look once more as a wide grin that sent shivers down the girls backs appeared.
"So which of you is fucking Naruto?" she asked in an innocent tone that should never have been used with such words.
Tara much to Bonnie's chagrin dropped the plate of muffins. Shattering the china they were on and ruining the treats she had spent so much time working on.
A hand came up and pinched his nose, quickly stifling a building sneeze that would have given away his position.
'Damn it Anko.' he thought to himself 'Stop talking about me.'
Dressed in all black and hanging onto the corner of the ceiling of the old warehouse with chakra, Naruto peered down at his target. Watching as the group of thugs that these people considered a top of the line security force continued their patrol none the wiser to his presence. The old ninja saying ran through his head, "When everything seems fine, check the ceiling.". It was laughable to him, in this day and age no one ever seemed to think of looking up. Though with the age of chakra long past he could somewhat understand. Things he did as easily as breathing would blow the current populaces mind.
Waiting for the precise moment, without a sound Naruto fell with a feline grace to the floor. Directly behind the lone security guard who had just waved goodbye to her comrades as they passed. In a movement that normal humans couldn't register his gloved hand came up covering the woman's mouth and with the other he channeled enough lightning natured chakra into the woman's back that she instantly went into a fatal cardiac arrest.
Swift. Silent. And nearly painless.
Catching the now dead weight Naruto pulled her into the shadows, placing her behind one of the many rows of boxes that held munitions and weapons. These gangsters were well equipped, but nowhere near ready to handle an assassin from the days when it was art. His eyes easily able to pick up every detail even in the darkness of where he stood studied the dead body. Then with a seal-less henge he assumed her form. Her uniform, hair, eyes, even the small mole that showed on her left breast from how she wore her flak suit, everything down to the very last detail.
Copied perfectly.
Reaching down he closed the fear filled eyes with his hand before placing it in front of his chest offering a silent prayer. Grabbing her I.D. pass and weapons he slung the cumbersome assault rifle behind his back as he walked back out into the path between the massive crates. With a smile on his face he started walking towards the large doors that lead to his real target.
If he was going to take over the world he would need an army. The easiest to find cannon fodder would be the scum of the criminal underworld. They would lack morals, loyalty, hell they would lack training. However striking enough fear in their hearts would easily keep them in check, and this way he would have plenty of minions to do the dirty work when he wasn't in the mood.
Recruiting could be such a pain in the ass.
"Man..." Ron looked down at his plate as he poked the noodles of the macaroni and cheese, a sigh escaping his lips. "What do you think Rufus?"
The tiny creature ran up onto the boys shoulder looking down at the cheese covered dish. "snrk" Waving his paws around wildly he pointed to his gaping maw then rubbed his belly making little circular motions. "Yum!" he squeaked eyes watering with barely restrained hope.
With a roll of his eyes Ron shook his head, "No not about that." looking down once more he shrugged and gave his pet a look that said "Have at it" which was quickly followed by a happy series of chirps and squeaks as the pink animal dove off his shoulder and belly flopped into the noodles. "I meant about Kurenai."
Looking up at his master, Rufus wiped his face with his paws erasing all evidence that he had cleaned off the plate in less time than it would take to say its name. "hnnk." jumping off the plate he ran over to the napkin nearby and wrapped himself up like it was a towel before sitting down on the edge of the table. "Still sad?"
Leaning back in his chair the teen closed his eyes, gathering his thoughts. "No I'm not sad anymore..." sitting forward he pushed the plate out of the way then put his elbows down and rested his chin in his hands. "Just..." a small growl escaped him, "Angry I guess." spotting the confused look on his pets face he elaborated. "Not at her mind you, but the person who was controlling her. Doing something like that is wrong." he smiled a bit when a comforting paw rubbed his left forearm. "When I meet that guy I might have to tell K.P. to let me do the butt kicking."
Rufus nodded his head in agreement tossing the dirty napkin onto the plate before breaking out into a series of Kung Fu like moves, even adding the sound effects as he dealt justice to his invisible enemies. The actions made Ron laugh and his job of cheering his master up Rufus scampered back up onto Ron's shoulder. "snrk." he posed heroically a paw aimed towards the sky the other on his side. "Hero Ron?"
Another small laugh and Ron nodded his head as Rufus curled up on his shoulder. "Yeah, maybe I'll be able to save Kurenai the-"
The familiar ring of the Kimmunicator interrupted him and he pulled it from his pants pocket before pressing the button to turn on the video feed. "What's up Wade?" he asked the image of his somewhat pudgy techno-whiz of a friend.
"Got a hit on the site..." Wade glanced around and gave Ron a curious look, "Why do you have the Kimmunicator and where is Kim?"
Ron shrugged, Kim had come by earlier and given the device to him saying that she had to do a bit of an in home investigation and too call her cell if they got a mission but otherwise she was busy for the day. "No clue man. Do we have a mission though? Kim said not to bug her unless we got one."
A rapid fire series of clicks as Wade's fingers flew across the keyboard was his answer, though the noise was shortly followed by "Yeah, but you wont believe whose asking for the your guys help though."
Skeptical would best describe the look on Ron's face right now, after all he and Kim had been through he was pretty sure nothing could surprise him anymore. "Let me guess, Dr. Drakken?" he was pretty sure that would never be the answer, barring the time Drakken had switched bodies with some military personnel. Other than something like that happening again he doubted it.
The "Are you stupid?" look he was getting from Wade at this moment seemed to prove his theory correct. "Okay..." Ron rolled his eyes which made the look disappear, he guessed he deserved it a bit but it was getting annoying. "Who?"
"The F.B.I."
Kim could scarcely believe her eyes. The items in her hands hadn't told her anything about her mother's undue and irregular concern with what had occurred the other night during Ron's and her kidnapping... but they certainly brought more questions.
WHAT WERE THESE...
...THINGS!
DOING IN HER MOTHERS CLOSET!
The thoughts running through her head were far more jumbled than they had been before, and the thought of her mother wearing it... awk-weird too the max. She couldn't believe that her mother, as conservative as she was even owned an outfit like this!
"So not the drama Kim... just put them back and pretend you never saw them." she mumbled to herself. Willing the image in her mind to disappear into the furthest darkest recesses. Never too been seen or thought of again. "But I still can't figure out wha-" The jingle from her cell interrupted her and checking the caller I.D. she quickly pulled it out knowing that a mission had come up. "What's the sitch Ron?"
"K.P.! The F.B.I. wants OUR help what do we do!?" the words shot out in rapid fire.
"The F.B.I..." Kim quirked an eyebrow at the thought, never had she thought that they of all people would want her help. It didn't make much sense. "as in the Federal Bureau of Investigation?" she asked incredulously.
"The wha?"
"It's what the acronym stands for Ron."
"Huh?"
"Augh!" she slapped her palm not busy holding the phone over her eyes, sometimes she really couldn't understand how her best friend had never missed a grade. "Never mind co-" looking down at the lingerie sitting in front of her Kim changed her mind "Actually I'll come to you and we can figure this whole thing out."
"Bu-"
"I'll see you in a bit." snapping the phone closed Kim meticulously placed the items back to were they had been originally. She had felt a bit bad about snooping around, but her concerns were valid in her mind. It would require more thought and maybe a bit of questioning over dinner to figure out. However she deeply loved her mother. If something was bothering her she wanted to help.
Yeah... she just wanted to help.
It couldn't be that bad after all.
"It was nice meeting you guys!" now fully clothed, even the skirt she had said she hated earlier being worn, Anko opened the door to let her guests out. "I'll let Naruto know you stopped by... sorry about the whole," she smiled a bit and faked a cough into her closed fist to cover the laugh. "You know."
The majority of the afternoon had been taken up with girl talk, gossip, and just a general passing of information. The girls had learned, that Anko was Naruto's retainer. Or in the woman's terms, big sis who would kick his ass from Middleton too Japan if he misbehaved. Other than that however Anko hadn't been very forthcoming with information on the missing blond. The pair of cheerleaders had learned a bit though; Naruto came from Japan, his favorite color was orange, he was a bit of a prankster, and his parents were no longer among the living. They had a good time either way, spending quite a bit of money on an expensive sushi restaurants take out.
They also learned too both their slight disgust that Anko could more than likely eat her body weight in something called dango.
Tara and Bonnie both nodded, standing at the once more open door to the Uzumaki home. Though the slight grimace on Bonnie's face deepened into a full frown. She was the one who had to tell her mother that the one of the inherited china from her Great-Great-Great-Grandmother was ruined because of a lewd comment. Though she wouldn't say it wasn't worth the scolding she would get later, she had been able to dig up quite a bit of dirt on Tara's latest love interest in exchange.
"Not a big deal, it was nice meeting you as well." Bonnie extended a hand, doing her best to keep the sincerity in her voice. As she shook Anko's she added "I'll let my mother know he isn't home, she was looking forward to welcoming him to the neighborhood as well."
Tara was a bit more direct in her goodbye. She had taken quite a liking to the older woman, "It was nice meeting you Anko let's hang out sometime when you get a chance!" with a happy smile and as soon as Bonnie had released the older woman's hand she wrapped Anko in a hug.
"You to squirt." Anko said fondly, which caused the younger girl to frown cutely at the nick-name she had been graced with.
"I'm not a squirt!"
Cupping her breasts with her hands, Anko laughed as the pair's eyes bulged "Til you got'em bigger than these you're a squirt to me!" laughing uproariously she ignored Bonnie's stifled laughter that she tried to cover up with a glare and the saddened expression on Tara's face as she looked down forlornly at her own blossoming bosoms.
"See you around you two, I'll make sure Naruto hears that you stopped by." with a final wave to Bonnie and head pat for Tara Anko closed the door as the pair made their way back towards their homes. When the door finally shut and the lock was engaged once more her merry expression evaporating and a crestfallen one taking its place.
"Damn gaki..." the name she had used, long long ago for her once comrade now master echoed within the voluminous halls of the house.
"You're going to be breaking a lot of hearts."
A.N. And cut as usual it was getting to long.
Sorry if you guys don't like my take on Bonnie, actually I don't care. But the way I see it this seems fairly realistic and not as O.O.C. as some of you may think. Allow me to explain my reasoning. Here it is, for how popular she is in cannon I just can't see her treating everyone like shit. True it's all we really see in the series but I want to keep this story realistic as I can (although that is kind of thrown out the window since Naruto is in it but hey), in real life it wouldn't work like that. No matter how good looking, rich, etc... etc..., a person is. If they treat everyone around them like trash they don't remain popular forever. Yes, they may be gods gift to the earth for a while but people will tire of them eventually. The way I see it she's more than likely just really good at being two-faced, the wicked witch to some and to others a kind and loving person.
Now then, next we have Naruto killing someone... hello this is a story about him taking over the world. It's not all sunshine and daisies. You don't take over the world and nobody gets hurt/killed. People will die, nations will fall, get over it.
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