Er… Hi… I know. An OC is the main character. But I wanted to try to write a story like this where the OC is actually believable and doesn't turn into a Mary Sue. Also, my brother told me to write this. And I need to work on my fight scenes as well. This is basically a challenge to myself so please just bear with me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. But I do own the girl.
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She shivered at the sensation of her bare shoulders against the cold stone as she huddled further into the corner of the dark alley. 'How long have I been here?' she wondered. It had to have been a couple of hours at least, for it was already dark. She grimaced in apprehension. She hated the dark. Even though she was almost twelve she still had to sleep with all the lights on. Her mother had tried to get her to use a nightlight, but that had only made the shadows worse. As if on queue, the shadows on the dark alley seemed to shift and contort themselves into images which the small girl would rather not see. She clenched her eyes shut in an effort to make them go away and shivered again.
She didn't need to see her reflection to know that she looked horrible. Her long brown hair was coming out of her high ponytail and was probably well on its way to becoming a rat's nest. The knees of her pants and her long-sleeved shirt were torn. Dirt was ground into her clothes and smeared over her skin. Cuts, old and new, decorated her hands and knees. Overall, she felt as dirty as she looked.
Her head pounded, both out of fear and dehydration. She opened her eyes to see if the monsters were gone, but the shadows appeared fiercer than normal. She inhaled sharply and almost forgot to exhale. Her hands searched blindly for something -anything- to calm her nerves. After a few moments her fingers found a small scrap of square paper. Her fingers automatically started folding it with precise, crisp creases. It seemed to help, if only a little. If nothing else, it kept her from noticing the figure entering the alley.
Once he spotted her he crouched down next to her. "Hey." He said this softly, but it served to bring the girl out of her horrid fascination with the shadows. She looked at him with wide green eyes and felt herself relax a little at the sight of him. His bright blue eyes and his vibrant yellow hair appeared to be incredibly radiant in the darkness and seemed to chase the shadows away. "There you are," he continued, "Your parents have been worried sick about you! It's a good thing Iruka-sensei asked me to help find you. God knows Kakashi-sensei would have been to busy reading Ero-sannin's new book…" He rambled on, but the girl didn't hear what he was saying. She looked down at her scraped knees in shame. She was nothing but trouble for everyone. Tears pricked at her eyes and her body shook in an effort to keep it in. The stranger seemed to notice, for he trailed off in the middle of a sentence about ramen. "Er… Are you ok?" He brushed the bangs out of her face. She shakily shook her head and launched herself into his arms. It all came spilling out. He listened quietly to her story punctured with sobs. He sighed when he noticed she had cried herself to sleep. As the young man was lifting the girl to take her home something fell from her hand. He bent down to retrieve it and blinked. It was a perfectly folded origami flower.
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Bwahahahahahahahahaha! I finished the first chapter! I'll give you all one guess as to who the guy is!