Damn it all! (1)
(ちくしょうめI)
Like a true demon, Naruto could not help but laugh in all earnestness, his voice gushing out of the pit of his stomach as a shrill voice resonating through the alley. A kind of laughter that showed he was getting away with all of his shenanigans, and there was not a damned thing that the chunin could do.
Are those losers really good, the brat thought. How was he able to make two chunin, alleged highly-trained squad leaders and trainers, eat his dust? Or was he just truly faster thanks to his motor nerves? Without looking back, Naruto kept his head up and his mouth open, laughing with his heart content. The alley reached a dead end, and his body inclined; his feet scrambled up a wall, kicked off, and he soared above another rooftop.
"Yahoooo!" Naruto stretched out his arms and legs; now out of the alley, the air felt wide and free, and he could once again see the outside of Konoha's residential area. Naruto would not understand the catastrophes that the adults went through before his birth, having not witnessed them, but by hearing the history of ninja and man's endurance through wars, his home's architecture and the citizens' daily grinds was a testament of beauty. A type of beauty that bloomed after dark days. The Loudest Fool of Konoha didn't have a care for the adults following him, but for only for the village beneath him and the aspirations he pulled from inside his mind and shouted over the rooftops. That was everyday; the world knew of his goal.
"Heeeeey Konoha, look at me! I am––"
"Naruto Uzumaki! We will report to the Lord Hokage about you if you don't clean up your mess!"
Hearing the threat from the trailing chunin, Naruto looked over his shoulder at them and shrugged. A grin appeared.
"Heh, I'm so scared!" The chunin easily detected the sarcasm, groaning out loud, to which gave Naruto the fuel to add more insult.
"What is the old man gonna do?!"
"You wretch! What is wrong with you?!" The chunin, through their growth from the last war, have taught themselves a lot of self-restraint. From just hearing even a small utter or seeing a scowl from Naruto however, they wanted to kill him. That intent was hidden under the guise of typical berating adults. Holding back, they were wounding their pride. Forced to chase and yell at the orange demon like a frustrated parent to child, it made them look more like children than anyone else.
"If only I could break his legs." One of the chunin mumbled between his teeth. No matter what happened, they were still lead figures in the village. Killing one another was akin to betrayal, and breaking ones legs to prevent them from moving was setting a spartan example for Konoha. The idea was too severe for the kids especially.
The drift in the air couldn't bring the chunin closer to the brat. Once Naruto landed, the pursuit was rooftop-to-rooftop. Leaping was useless unless they were closer. Humans weren't gazelles, grasshoppers, or big cats in trees. Naruto kept distance between him and the adults because there wasn't enough flat to increase sprint. He took delight in being unpredictable and bouncing around from any place, anywhere.
"Ooops, gone again!" After landing on another roof, he curved over the edge and into the streets.
"Shit!" One chunin cursed as he flew over. He gestured at his companion, pointing below. "Down there! He went down there!"
"You guys are terrible!" Naruto continued to laugh down the road – to victory. He ignored all the eyes looking at him; everyone got out of his way and Naruto looked everywhere but straight.
"Nhhhgg!" A loud clang rung into his ears. His body felt a shock and he was put to a complete halt. Being surprised, it took him seconds to back up and reassess the situation, to think about what could've stopped him. He cursed under his breath and brought his hands up to his face, which burned with pain.
"Ow ow ow!" Naruto looked ahead and hissed. "A…a wheel?!" His eyes widened; it didn't make any sense to him. His cognition needed to rearrange itself, therefore he couldn't help but stare dumbfounded at a man-sized obstruction. He noticed that it was gray with alloy, mostly round, but there was a one bizarre feature. Naruto shook his head and woke up.
"No, a shuriken!" Eight sharp points encircle the wheel, giving it a weapon-like presence. Naruto was confused at first because the shuriken lacked a hole to fit a hand in. Most of all, it had a large circumference.
The boy laughed at it and his foolishness. "Where did it come from? Heh, I'll just move around it then." He said.
"Mizuki!"
Before he moved, Naruto heard a scream. He gasped and looked up instantly; he recognized that voice anywhere, and thought he left it far away.
"Oh crap!" Naruto held his breath. The chunin caught up with him: two different ones. They stood atop the roofs.
"Happo Shuriken,' said the chunin with white hair. He showed a gentle aspect as he smiled, speaking to his companion with a calm geniality. "I'm sorry. I thought that was the best way to stop him."
"Seriously Mizuki. What if you had missed?! Using a happo, you could've killed him. Or anyone else for that matter!" Unlike the one called Mizuki, the other chunin looked more upset, reflecting most adults who dealt with Naruto's shenanigans. He was a dark-skinned man with a scar across the nasal ridge. That same man glared down at Naruto, pointing with a finger.
"Naruto, why are you skipping class?!"
Naruto replied with a smile full of teeth. "Oh come on, Iruka-sensei."
"Won't answer huh? Fine, then answer this: What have you done yo the monument?!"
"Ahh, I just gave them old guys glasses that's all."
"What?!"