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Naruto's POV

He sat tied up in the front of the classroom. Iruka sensei had just brought him back. Being petulant child that he was he refused to look at any of them.

Iruka's lecture was interrupted by a knock on the door. This was unusual in itself. None of the other teachers interrupted his class unless it was important.

When the door opened he looked up. One of the teachers followed by two people he had never seen before came in. One had sandy blond hair and hazel eyes. He appeared to be about fifteen. He looked like a serious person but someone that enjoyed a good laugh. Maybe he would help him with pranks.

That's if the adults hadn't already got to him. Naruto truly wished he had at least one friend. He was lonely. No one would play with him. The adults didn't want him around either. Their cold looks tore at his heart.

It wasn't often someone so old was still in the academy. Not to mention that Naruto had never seen him before. His attention turned to the blonde's companion.

The other boy appeared to be closer to his age. Maybe twelve or thirteen. He was short like Naruto was. His hair was a messy black. It was even darker than the Uchiha's.

What got Naruto though wasn't the boy's hair or height. It was his eyes. They were green. Green like the grass. There was a hidden pain in them though. So well hidden that if one didn't know it was there they wouldn't see it. It was the same look he had when someone pushed him away. When an adult said something hateful to him.

He wanted to go to the black haired and talk to him. Which he would have if he wasn't currently tied up on the floor.

Iruka asked," Ichin what brings you to my classroom? Who are these two children?"

Ichin said his cold eyes glanced at Naruto," These children were brought in by Gai's team. They were the only survivors of a bandit attack. The older one is Ha Ill. The younger one is Shioon Lee. Shioon has been assigned to your class. I am taking the other to Mizuki's class."

Naruto saw a brief look of panic flit across Shioon's face. It was gone as quickly as it appeared. The older boy placed his hand on Shioon's shoulder. It made him slightly envious of the other. No one had ever given him such a comfort.

Ichin pulled the older boy away from the younger. This left Shioon in the middle of the classroom.

Iruka said kindly," You can take a seat wherever you like."

Green eyes surveyed the room before landing on Naruto. The blond stiffened when they stayed on him. They were cold but a different kind of cold than the adults. It didn't seem like the other hated him. Just that he was dead on the inside. What could have made him like that?

Something inside him stirred. Like he felt a kinship with the dark haired boy.

Shioon asked his voice gravily like it hadn't been used much," Why is he tied up? If this is part of this school I don't think I want to attend."

Iruka glanced down at Naruto before replying," He is a trouble maker. He painted all over the Hokage faces. This is just to keep him from running off again."

Naruto looked away petuantly. They were talking like he wasn't even there. Again. He hated it when people did that. It was like he didn't exist. Or that he was just a wild animal.

Shioon gave the man a disgusted look before moving closer to Naruto. He went behind him so that he couldn't see what the other was doing. Only a moment later the ropes around him loosened and he was free.

School said to Iruka," Children don't deserve such treatment. You disgust me."

For a moment the classroom was absolutely silent. One could have heard a pin drop. No one had ever stuck up for Naruto. Ever.

A hand appeared in his vision startling him from his thought. Blue eyes looked up to the person the hand belonged to. Green eyes met blue. They were still cold but there was an underlying sense of understanding. So he took the hand and was pulled to his feet. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. This new kid didn't seem to hold the same innate hate for him that every one else did.

Shioon's POV

Even after he and the blond sat at one of the desks in the middle he glared at the teacher. If there was one thing he hated it was child abuse. Tying up a child like that counted as child abuse. After how his aunt and uncle treated him he wouldn't stand to see it happen to anyone else. Even if he didn't know them.

The blond whispered so that only he could hear," Thank you. No one has ever stood up for me before. I'm Naruto Uzumaki."

Shioon turned to look at him closer. While he had blond hair their hair style was very similar. Messy and all over the place. What really caught his attention though was Naruto's eyes. They were a sky blue like nothing he had ever seen before.

He found himself smiling slightly as he replied," Shioon Lee. Nice to meet you."

Naruto gave him a wide grin but their attention was forced back to the teacher. The man seemed for the most part a soft spoken person. Though when he dealt with Naruto he had a temper about him. For that particular afternoon they were working on a technique called the transformation jutsu.

It seemed in this world ki was called chakra. Techniques were known as jutsus. It confused him that they had to call out their techniques. Only when using magic did he have to do that. In Murim only an idiot called out the technique they were going to use.

Iruka said suddenly," Everyone stand up front. Today we are going to practice the transformation jutsu. I'll call out your name and you will try out the technique. Only! That! Technique!"

The last three words were meant for Naruto it seemed. The blond grinned like a fox. Shioon could feel a slight grin tugging at his lips. Naruto's attitude was certainly contagious. It reminded him so much of Sirius.

The thought of his godfather brought pain to his heart. It had been three almost four years since the man's death. He dearly missed his godfather.

He was shaken out of his thoughts when Iruka said," Lee, Shioon. I don't expect you to do it right on your first try. It will give me an idea on how much tutoring you will need."

Doing the hand sign that the man showed him he said," Transform."

His chakra came forth easily. Much easier than it had in years past. This was no doubt a side effect of the Il-Wol-Sin- Dan pill he took. He was thankful to Chun for teaching hjm the Black Heaven and Earth Technique. It was one of the most powerful power distribution techniques ever created. The downside was that it was the stepping stone for Black Origin Threshold. A technique he had only seen once and never wanted to see it again.

Instinctively he pulled the image of his teacher into his mind. It was at that moment that the transformation took. In a puff of smoke he was taller and heavier set. Even without a mirror he knew who he was. Han Chun Woo. Also known as Goomoonyrong. The first and only nine arts dragon.

Iruka gaped at him for a brief before the technique dispelled. It left him reeling. It was definitely harder to hold onto the jutsu than his Murim techniques. Was this the difference that they had spoken about? If it was they would have a long way to go. These were beginning techniques from what he understood. Their youngest fighters could perform them.

It was obvious that he would need go work on his control. Otherwise he would be having a difficult time trying to learn even the most basic of jutsu.

When class was almost over Iruka said," Shioon stay after. I wish to speak with you. Naruto you need to stay as well."

The blond next to him groaned. From the sounds of it and what he heard earlier this wasn't the first time such an occurance happened. Naruto almost reminded him of the stories of the Mauraders.

There was something else. Something in Naruto's eyes. They were so much like his own when he looked in the mirror. Especially when he spent time with his aunt and uncle.
The self loathing that no child should feel.

When the classroom was empty Iruka waved them forward. He opened his desk and pulled out sheets of paper.

After giving them to him Iruka said kindly," Here. These should help you with learning about your chakra. You did well today but I can tell that you will struggle since you are starting so late. If you have any questions don't hesitate to ask. In there are taijutsu techniques that will help you. If you wait a little while longer i will take you to get basic ninja equipment."

Shioon considered the offer for a moment. No doubt there was a hidden request in there. Something he would want in exchange. Cautiously his eyes never leaving the other he took the papers.

With that done the man turned his attention to the blond. He ordered calmly," Naruto you will be cleaning every drop of paint off of the Hokage faces. If you do a good job I'll take you out for ramen later."

The boy's head had slowly gone down at the order shot up. Excitement filled the others gaze at the thought of ramen.

"I'll have it done by the time you are done at the shops, sensei."

Without another word to them the boy was gone. Was ramen really worth that much to Naruto? For his part Shioon couldn't understand.

When he glanced at the teacher he noticed a slight barely there smile. Maybe this man wasn't so bad. That didn't mean he trusted him though.