Naruto Fan Fiction
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"The Weasel and His Cat"
DISCLAIMER: I do not own 'Naruto'!
WARNING! RATED M! For warnings of harsh language.
The night the Kyuubi attacked was a nightmarish one.
The air had stank of ash and charred flesh. On every street that hadn't been ravaged by the Nine-Tails blind rampage, lie bodies of those that hadn't been quick enough to escape the devastation.
That night, the Leaf had been thrown into hell.
Truly, the Feline had never experienced something quite so terrifying as a rampaging Bijū in all her years of living. Never felt the pure, unadulterated Murderous Intent that choked the air more thickly than the smoke from the fires.
For some insane reason and temporary loss of all common sense, the Feline had found herself on the crumbling streets of the Southern District running as fast as her legs would permit with the little weasel, infant brother and small female classmate in tow, right on her heels as she weaved through the devastated buildings of what used to be the meat markets. They narrowly avoided a building falling on top of their heads and she had cursed out every Divine and Kami of this land and the last one for this, she didn't think much of the consequences of doing such a thing. There was much anyone or anything could do to her that was worse than what she was already being punished for, not even that damned 90-foot fox demon. She had faced real demons before.
Soon they had taken refuge among the throngs of ash-covered non-combatants of the Leaf in the Southern shelter located in the side of the Hokage monument. They all were as quiet as death in that cave, the prayers they murmured were breathless whispers, even the smallest of the children had wept silently as everyone waited. Waited for either a set of snarling jaws to tear through the mountain and seal their fate or for the sirens to sound the all-clear, announcing the end of it all.
The girl that was clinging to Itachi's shirt had also scooped up the Feline in her embrace, holding her to her chest as she whimpered quietly. She did not attempt to leave.
The Feline, like all the others present, had waited.
Three hours they sat together in that constant state of fear.
Three hours until the Konoha Military Police Force opened the doors and began to lead the citizens out of the cave. Out into the smoldering carcass of their home.
On the outskirts of the Village of Konohagakure, the Kyuubi was sealed away and a newborn boy was made an orphan. He would grow under the shadow of the events of this night, and be cursed for it.
The next morning the Yondaime Hokage was declared dead and the Sandaime Hokage donned the Hat again, with a heart heavy with mourning and a soul weary with loss.
The Feline would never speak of that day again.
Itachi would remember it until the day he died.
The Weasel and His Cat
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: Ahhh… it's happened. Naruto was finally born. This was the first step towards our tragedy. Not many funnies here, we'll get to see the aftermath in the following chapters.
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-Nanami