Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto but I do own the extra characters that I added in here.
Chapter 3:
"Uhhh I got to go ladies... thanks for helping me OUT Hey watch what you're touching there!" Naruto yelps as he tries to pry himself from the girls inspecting his body in all places. "If you'd excuse me I have to go see some one."
"Naruto-Chan! Stay for a little while longer!" one of the girls called.
"Umm... Maybe later." With those as his last words to them he quickly strides off. Are they for real? Why didn't they do that before? This body is gonna be hard to get used to. I'm making girl perverts now.
With the clothes neatly folded in one bag, he sets off to go see the 5th Hokage. I Hope SHE can explain.
In the dark room of his past, Gaara sits and stares at the photo of his mother, hugging his knees. "My eyes have become dry now mother. But why did I cry as I did when I was a mere child? I felt the same loneliness from then when I killed my first. Yashamaru." He stands up slowly as if in a dream and goes towards his sand gourd, feeling the rough sand-like touch under his pale soft hand.
"Mother." He breaks the long silence with the single word passing his lips. "I have made much thought on this. I have decided to go in search for this other half of mine." He straps the gourd on and walks back to the only photo of his birth mother he had and picks it up. "Guide me mother. Even if you didn't love me, I will search for it. For the love that I was destined to have like all others have for them selves. Like I felt with Yashamaru." With those words spoken, he takes the photo out of the frame and lets the sand image of a hand take it from his own to retreat into the gourd.
Gaara walks to the outside the hut of a building and heads for the village gates. Unlike the morning, the village was more alive and had other people around. Though many retreated to the closest building with fearful eyes and clumsy runs, very few remained outside. Not by courage and bravery but because of the work needed to be done around the village. Scouring for food was one.
As he passes by through the village, he also sees people in rags and sitting on mats, scrunching up to hide themselves from an unprotected blow as he passes them one by one. This is what I wanted for all the world because of the way they treated those that are not like them. But when I look at the way they all are I can't help but feel sympathy for them. Why?
He stops in front of a little girl in her mother's lap. She seemed to wear only rags, same as her mother. The mother crossed her arms in front of her little one "Please! Gaara-Sama! Don't hurt us!" She tucks her head and tries to back up as if she were able to go through walls like there was nothing there. The little girl somehow got out of her mothers bind and walks up to Gaara as if he were a friend from the past.
"Naroshi!" The woman screeches frightfully as she sees her daughter not in her lap but standing right in front of Gaara. "Naroshi! No! Gaara-Sama! Onegai! She's my only family! Do not hurt her! Onegai! She started crying as if it was the end of the world and she was losing everthing. "…Onegai…Onegai…Onegai…" She rocked back and forth hugging herself, crying, and mumbling the same word over and over. Her face literally touching the ground as she bows to him for mercy.
Naroshi, the little girl, looks up at Gaara like a mouse to a lion, not with eyes full of fright but full of curiosity. "Hmmm... why's you eyes bwack? Did you get intwo a fight? "Still no signs of fear in the two small, beady eyes.
"Huh? Oh..." Still in shock of her just walking up to him with eyes of curiosity and not of fear, he feels a sudden urge to show her why they were so black. No reason known to himself until he. He kneels on one knee so that he may be ever more closer to her face so she didn't break her neck. "Uh... you see... Naroshi...San...Kun...Chan..." He's never talked to children younger then himself before so he wasn't sure what to call them.
She giggles as he studders. "To you, I'm Nawoshi Chaan."
"Oh... r-right. Well. You see Naroshi Chan, I'm a ninja so I always get into fights. But my eyes aren't black because I got hit because the sand protects me because I have something that everyone is afraid of... umm... did you understand that?" As he was chattering he noticed that she replaced the curiosity with confusion and glee mixed together.
"Gaawa-sama. You tawk two fast." a smile appear upon her face as she giggles. Without hesitation her hands slowly reach for his face to touch the dark, blackened skin circled around his weak eyes.
Wait!" Gaara yelps as he closes his eyes shut tight. Please don't hurt her. Please don't hurt her. Please don't hurt her. Please don't hurt her. He repeatedly says in his mind.
His sand starts to rise like the dead to life. Please don't hurt her! Please don't hurt her!
The wind makes the healthy, green leaves unsettle in the trees; the new and the old. The fish are calmly swimming in the crystal clear waters of the village of Konoha. Ah I missed I've been gone way to long.
Naruto didn't leave Konoha's land. No, no. Of course not. He, after all, is loyal to the village that he lived in. But...
Suddenly, Naruto stops right where he was on the dirt road as he recognizes a small playground. The same playground where he made his first friend. Or at least he thougtht he had.
Flashback Naruto (Age of about 5)
"Wee!"
"Haha!"
"Yay!"
"Woo!"
A playground fit for very young children was being occupied such little ones. Having fun as they should, going down the slides, swinging on the monkey bars, and running around playing a game. But there was one little child that was just sitting on a bench, not far from the play set. This little one was shy and didn't know what to do. He wanted to join in with the fun but was afraid.
One of the children noticed that he was there, sitting on the bench all by himself, hugging what appeared to be a stuffed animal. The child was curious and so he left the fun and joy of the slides and monkey bars to fill his curiosity with answers of just who this boy was and why was he sitting all by himself. As he got closer and closer he saw that the lonely boy had blonde hair and was wearing clothing that were quite loose on him, exposing his left shoulder. Once the boy stands right in front of this interesting blonde headed one, a wide smile appears on his face. "Konichiwa! I'm Kimashi. Chigosu Kimashi. What's your name?" The smile still upon his face he waits for a reply from him.
The shy one heard the other child speak and so he looks up to see the one who spoke these words. His bright, big, blue eyes see the brown ones staring at him. "M... Me?" He sees a boy who was about his age whom stopped enjoying the excitement of the playground just to talk to him.
Kimashi giggles "Yes you. What's your name?" His face finds fun in this conversation somehow.
"I-I-I'm... Naruto... Uzumaki Naruto." He says with a small weak voice.
"What?" Kimashi giggles more as he cups his ear and has it facing Naruto. "I couldn't hear you. haha. You too quiet!" He says with a childlike sarcasm.
"I-I'm Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto." Naruto Says with a little more power. Realizing how loud he had gotten, he cups his mouth with his hands.
"Ha Ha! That's it! If you want others to know your here you have to be LOUD! Ha Ha!"
The stuffed animal that he was hugging falls to the floor. "oh!"
Kimashi picks the plaything up and examines it. "Hmmm... I think it's time you had real friends like... Me! "He puts the stuffed animal next to Naruto and sees that he was staring at it. Again, the energetic child giggles with overwhelming glee in meeting this new child. He grabs Naruto's hand and gets him on his feet. "Come on! Ha Ha! Let's go play with the other kids!"
"B-B-But what if they don't like me?" Naruto says as he runs with Kimashi towards the playground.
"Don't worry!" Kimashi looks back at Naruto with his wide, brown eyes. "I'm your friend!" Kimashi produces another wide smile.
I... I ... I have... a friend... I have a fiend... "I have a friend!" Naruto starts to laugh with Kimashi as the reach the playground. The little boy with blonde hair realizes for the first time friendship was a great thing to have.
End of flashback.
A tiny grin appears upon his face, yet the eyes were still serious and looked as if tears were to fall soon. "If only it stayed that way..."
