Author: theshinykitty
Warning: Killing, (eventual) shounen-ai
Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine
…Starting a new story that's not funny, and not in first person view. It's about the Mafia! And/or Triads! And has much killing! w00t.
Stray
Prologue
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A pale white hand extended out of the folds of a jet-black business suit. Now without the protection of the umbrella, the hand dripped a steady stream of water droplets down, landing mere centimeters away from a pair of handsome, hand-made, Italian loafers. Blank blue eyes stared at the hand from the ground of an easily overlooked alleyway. Another, tanner hand reached up, blood and water mixing and tricking down the arm of a small blonde boy, in his late teens, and cheap clothes covered with splotches of pale red blood, nearly washed away by the rain. The two hands met, one ice cold, and one strikingly warm; despite the frigid downpour. A set of thin lips on a pale face rose upward in a cruel smirk.
"...Mine."
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The same tan hand from several months ago reached into the pocket of a pair of black pants and pulled out a small white handkerchief. The hand mechanically wiped a smear of blood off a medium sized silver knife, as if the action were familiar to him. By the man's feet were the bodies of several other men in black suits, all covered in blood. Shaggy blonde hair shone a pale blue in the unobstructed moonlight. The tan hand was pushed through the hair with a sigh.
"I hate this job."
So was the life of Uzumaki Naruto.
Um… There's more to the story, I promise. This is just the prologue…
In case you were wondering, the two people in the first paragraph were Naruto and Sasuke.
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