The middle school fic I was doing will have to be
put on hold, because I lost the note book it was in, so in the mean
time I'll wirte this
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, all I own is my original character Riccio, and he's trying to disown me anyway.
There were trees everywhere, everything was completely different from the place he had called home for the last ten years. It was a big step to become a transfer-nin, a huge step to become a ten year old jounin transfer- nin.
Transfer-nin was a program thought up by the Hokage and Raikage to promote peace between the two hidden villages. Two shinobi, mostly jounin, would swap places for two years. This had been going on since the war between cloud and leaf ended nine years ago.
So, here was Riccio, making his way through the forest toward Konoha. When he'd heard that he was old enough to qualify for the program he'd immediately jumped at the chance to go to Konoha. (ofcourse he'd had to beat, bribe, and beg through all the other candidates.)
His mother was a drunken whore, and the only info he could get from her about his father was that he's "The stupid, fucking, bastard, leaf-nin that knocked her up with his stupid, fucking, bastard, son." Though she didn't know his name, only that Riccio looked just like him and that he wore his hitei-ate leaf headband over his left eye.
He stopped walking, he could see Konoha through the trees. It was a tall gate with the leaf symbol on it. He checked his pouch to make sure he had his identification papers, check. "Well here we go." He murmmered to himself.
When he reached the gate, as expected, he was stopped and his papers were examened thoroughly. After a bit of questioning he was escorted to the Hokage's office. He was escorted by three ANBU, one in the lead while the other two took up flanking positions at his rear. The security was understandable, they'd just got over that little spat with Orochimaru and the sound. They'd not only lost their formor Hokage, but Riccio had heard that their star genin, Uchiha Sasuke, had betrayed them, but that part was only rumor thus far.
The village itself was amazing to behol, it was layered and looked almost over-crowded, but was still beautiful, and had trees everwhere. It was nothing like the hidden cloud.
They arrived at the hokage's office, it was swarming with shinobi. After what seemed to be a million stairs he was finally ushered into the main office, and the ANBU left.
The office was fairly large with a window all along the left wall, there was a large dest at the oppisite end of the office from him, behind the desk, on the wall, were four pictures, one of a man with long black hair, then a man with spikey silver hair, then spikey brown hair, then finally a man with spikey blonde hair, former Hokage, Riccio assumed.
Finally his gaze rested on the current Hokage who was sitting at the large desk. She looked young, but looks can be deceving, she had long blond hair pulled into pigtails, green eyes, and a purple diamond in the middle of her forehead. She also had enormous breasts, they were huge!!! I wonder if they double as floatation devices? Get your mind outta the gutter and pay attention Riccio she was saying something. He mentaly kicked himself "Um... I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"I asked why you volunteered to be a transfer-nin?" She said, sounding slightly irritated.
"Oh um that's easy. To um see new places, and um experience new cultures. Yup, that sounds good!" He said smiling.
"okay. Well Riccio that seems to be the only name we have on file, you don't have a surr name?" She asked, ignoring his lame answer.
"I do, but I don't like to use it because the only thing it brings around is horny old men, who want to bang my mother." Riccio said.
"Alright then I don't want to pry any further. I've arranged for you to stay with a jounin name Hatake Kakashi, I told him to meet us here about three hours ago, so he should be here any minute." She said, and as if on cue a silver haired, masked, shinobi, with his hitei-ate leaf headband covering his left eye, hopped through the window.
Kakashi noticed Riccio and walked over to him, looked him up and down and said "Wow we look a lot alike, I wonder if we're related?"
"Oh we are, you're my father." Riccio said, looking Kakashi dead in the eye.
Kakashi was a cool and collected shinobi, who has learned to trust his instincts over the years, so he naturaly did the first thing his instincts told him to do, he fainted dead away.
Short I know, but I'll try to make it longer in the next chapter.
Please tell me what you think, should I continue or toss the plot to the wolves.
R&R
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, all I own is my original character Riccio, and he's trying to disown me anyway.
There were trees everywhere, everything was completely different from the place he had called home for the last ten years. It was a big step to become a transfer-nin, a huge step to become a ten year old jounin transfer- nin.
Transfer-nin was a program thought up by the Hokage and Raikage to promote peace between the two hidden villages. Two shinobi, mostly jounin, would swap places for two years. This had been going on since the war between cloud and leaf ended nine years ago.
So, here was Riccio, making his way through the forest toward Konoha. When he'd heard that he was old enough to qualify for the program he'd immediately jumped at the chance to go to Konoha. (ofcourse he'd had to beat, bribe, and beg through all the other candidates.)
His mother was a drunken whore, and the only info he could get from her about his father was that he's "The stupid, fucking, bastard, leaf-nin that knocked her up with his stupid, fucking, bastard, son." Though she didn't know his name, only that Riccio looked just like him and that he wore his hitei-ate leaf headband over his left eye.
He stopped walking, he could see Konoha through the trees. It was a tall gate with the leaf symbol on it. He checked his pouch to make sure he had his identification papers, check. "Well here we go." He murmmered to himself.
When he reached the gate, as expected, he was stopped and his papers were examened thoroughly. After a bit of questioning he was escorted to the Hokage's office. He was escorted by three ANBU, one in the lead while the other two took up flanking positions at his rear. The security was understandable, they'd just got over that little spat with Orochimaru and the sound. They'd not only lost their formor Hokage, but Riccio had heard that their star genin, Uchiha Sasuke, had betrayed them, but that part was only rumor thus far.
The village itself was amazing to behol, it was layered and looked almost over-crowded, but was still beautiful, and had trees everwhere. It was nothing like the hidden cloud.
They arrived at the hokage's office, it was swarming with shinobi. After what seemed to be a million stairs he was finally ushered into the main office, and the ANBU left.
The office was fairly large with a window all along the left wall, there was a large dest at the oppisite end of the office from him, behind the desk, on the wall, were four pictures, one of a man with long black hair, then a man with spikey silver hair, then spikey brown hair, then finally a man with spikey blonde hair, former Hokage, Riccio assumed.
Finally his gaze rested on the current Hokage who was sitting at the large desk. She looked young, but looks can be deceving, she had long blond hair pulled into pigtails, green eyes, and a purple diamond in the middle of her forehead. She also had enormous breasts, they were huge!!! I wonder if they double as floatation devices? Get your mind outta the gutter and pay attention Riccio she was saying something. He mentaly kicked himself "Um... I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"I asked why you volunteered to be a transfer-nin?" She said, sounding slightly irritated.
"Oh um that's easy. To um see new places, and um experience new cultures. Yup, that sounds good!" He said smiling.
"okay. Well Riccio that seems to be the only name we have on file, you don't have a surr name?" She asked, ignoring his lame answer.
"I do, but I don't like to use it because the only thing it brings around is horny old men, who want to bang my mother." Riccio said.
"Alright then I don't want to pry any further. I've arranged for you to stay with a jounin name Hatake Kakashi, I told him to meet us here about three hours ago, so he should be here any minute." She said, and as if on cue a silver haired, masked, shinobi, with his hitei-ate leaf headband covering his left eye, hopped through the window.
Kakashi noticed Riccio and walked over to him, looked him up and down and said "Wow we look a lot alike, I wonder if we're related?"
"Oh we are, you're my father." Riccio said, looking Kakashi dead in the eye.
Kakashi was a cool and collected shinobi, who has learned to trust his instincts over the years, so he naturaly did the first thing his instincts told him to do, he fainted dead away.
Short I know, but I'll try to make it longer in the next chapter.
Please tell me what you think, should I continue or toss the plot to the wolves.
R&R