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Naruto of the Nine Tails
Rated M for language, violence, graphic imagery, clowns, gallows humor, and rabid fangirls
A/N
Alright first things first, you had questions so you get answers.
There will be lemons later, as well as other assorted citrus.
Naruto will not have a rival, he's the strongest and he knows it what would be the point(that is not to say that others won't attempt to compete with him), most situations will arise when he perceives a threat posed to someone around him.
VERY IMPORTANT(READ OR DIE): after this chp I will be going back to make revisions, corrections, etc on the other chps, so if you found anything that needed to be changed, was wrong, misspelled, confusing, vague or stupid pls tell me so I can fix it.
Chapter 7: Back to School
"Did you hear what happened?" came Ino's voice.
'Oh great they're at it again, where's Shino,' thought a grouchy Sasuke as he began scanning the room for the bug tamer. 'Yesterday Ino got a new bow, last week Hinata chewed out Mikari-sensei, the week before that blah blah blah, it never ends, it's like a nightmare and I can't wake up!' Unfortunately for our raven-haired genius, he'd failed to exercise two of the most basic and important rules of being a ninja.
Ninja rule 52: All information no matter how menial is a precious commodity.
Ninja rule 63: Never assume that present events will follow past examples.
"I heard something happened with Naruto last night," Sakura said over her shoulder as she entered the class. "Then I checked his cage this morning and guess what?" Today she wore her bubblegum pink hair in a loose ponytail that ran down just past her shoulders, she had opted for a slightly warmer outfit, due to the cooling weather, a red long sleeve shirt with her family crest on the back and a pair of black pants.
"What?" asked Ino her voice dripping with curiosity as she came through the door behind her friend wearing a similar outfit although more form-fitting and purple.
"He's not there," she said in a sulky voice a cloud of depression forming around her head as they took their seats in the row in front of Sasuke. "The whole place was a mess! The guards wouldn't let me get too close, but-"
At this point, Sasuke, who had managed to tune out the majority of the conversation and consequently had no idea what they were talking about, but was unsuccessful in his endeavor to ignore their existence took it upon himself to tell the girls very politely to…
"Will you two shut up, you're giving me a migraine."
"But Sasuke-ku-," Ino protested only to be cut off by a giant Dictionary blew past her ear and catching the side of Sasuke's head with enough force to knock him off his chair.
"Next time you feel the need to speak just do us all a favor and CAN IT!" spat a rather irate Sakura as she marched around the desk to retrieve her book, giving Sasuke one last glare she plopped down in her seat (evidently she'd gotten over her depression at Naruto's disappearance).
Grumbling to himself Sasuke climbed back into his seat, it had been like this ever since the class "field trip." For reasons that he could not fathom Sakura had gone from wanting to bear his children to hating his guts. (he he he it's not his fault that he just happens to say the wrong thing at the wrong time)
"SHANARO! And stay down you insensitive JERK!" voiced her inner persona.
'Oh, well at least now she leaves me alone unless I piss her off,' he thought. Pulling out his MP3 player (he still wasn't sure where Itachi got it. The technology was only a few years old now) he set the volume as high as it would go in an attempt to drown out their voices. Pressing the play button he was greeted by the very disturbing lyrics of "Look Who's Back." 'Where in all the hells did you find this stuff Itachi? I know you did a lot of traveling but seriously...'
All things considered, it was a rather uneventful morning at the ninja academy, the gossips were gossiping, Sasuke was brooding, Choji was snacking, Shikamaru was sleeping, and the like. There was only one thing missing, or rather two students were uncharacteristically tardy. This fact went largely unnoticed by the rest of the class until a dark-haired girl came half-way through the door before turning and calling to someone behind her, evidently trying to coax them into the room.
Sakura found it rather odd that Hinata was having to persuade her younger sister to come to class but as she opened her mouth to ask previously stated six-year-old prodigy brushed past her sister into the room. Now she was even more curious as to who Hinata was talking to, however, once again her question was answered before she had voiced it and had her skeletal structure allowed her jaw would have relocated to the floor.
Ino, who had been jabbering away all this time about nothing of any real significance, stopped talking to follow her friend's gaze and promptly acquired a similar expression.
Normally ending a conversation is nothing to pay attention to. However, when Yamanaka Ino fell silent without whining it meant one of two things: 1) It was the apocalypse or 2) Something VERY interesting was happening.
...Like the set of very long tails that were following Hinata across the room for instance.
You know, just as an example.
For some reason, the rest of the class also found this rather interesting seeing as they had all stopped what they were doing to stare. Amidst the deafening silence Hinata, and the disembodied tails made their way up the aisle to the second row. Once there Hinata sat in the aisle seat next to Hanabi while Naruto chose a comfy patch of floor halfway in the aisle to Hinata's right to curl up his tails resting on the floor behind the two Hyuugas.
"ALRIGHT SHUT UP AND-huh?" called a voice from the door causing everyone to jump smashing their knees into the underside of their desks, then turn to see their teacher standing in the door in his usual black combats and chunnin vest.. "Ok... well since you're already quiet we'll begin," said a rather amused Iruka as he strode to the front of the room.
(Cue class-wide stare of "ARE YOU NUTS!")
"As I'm sure many of you have noticed Naruto is back-"
"No shit," muttered Sasuke.
WACK!
"Sakura," Iruka called, giving a long-suffering sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose, resigned to his fate. It was going to be a long day. "How many times have I told you not to hit people,"(Sasuke), "with your books?"
"One thousand two hundred and three," she recited while striking a thinking pose.
"Smart ass," muttered the teacher as he glared at Sakura.
"Better than a dumb ass," piped the pink haired encyclopedia.
"Moving on! Naruto will be with us until further notice, any questions?" As he had expected almost everyone had at least one hand up, that didn't mean he had to like it. "Yes, Atoli?"
For the most part, everyone wanted to know what had lead to Naruto's rather abrupt return. The more observant however were wondering one of two things...
"Sensei are you sure it's safe?" asked random student 42.
"As long as you don't do anything to provoke him you should be fine," replied Iruka.
...or...
"Why is he following Hinata around?" asked Kiba.
"Ah, I was wondering when we'd get to that," Iruka sighed. He really wasn't the one to be explaining this, but needs must. "From what I've been told, Naruto has retained an impression of his former self since he-"
"Wait, then shouldn't he be following Sakura around?" interrupted the confused dog boy.
"If you will allow me to finish?" Iruka paused as if waiting for permission, but the imperious glare he was leveling at his student spoke otherwise.
Blushing slightly Kiba said nothing.
"OK, where was I... oh right. Well, the belief is that he kept an impression of himself from before the incident. It's only a theory at the moment but it would seem that he still functions with the same basic personality and remembers..." he paused trying to think of the right word to use. "I guess the best way to say it is that he remembers that which was hostile, dangerous or unfamiliar and that which was not."
"So, in other words, he latched on the Hinata because she never did anything mean to him?" Sakura translated, Iruka nodded, "And he attacked the villagers because he knew they wanted to hurt him?"
"No," then seeing the confused looks he was getting he continued, "Again we are mostly guessing, but it is believed that he attacked to defend one of the guards that was watching his cage," again confused looks, "Naruto didn't attack in self-defense, according to the report made by the guard on duty he reacted when someone threw a brick at her moving first to stop the brick then attack."
This seemed to satisfy their curiosity, though many had somewhat apprehensive looks no doubt remembering teasing or something else they had done to the blond and wondering if he would consider them a threat and kill them. They needn't have worried, none of them were strong enough for him to really care.
"Alright, enough of that," said Iruka, "On to the lesson, today we're working on hand signs, who can tell me the 12 basic hand signs..." he trailed off looking for a volunteer. To no one's surprise Sasuke and Sakura both put their hands up, "Does anyone else know them," asked Iruka sweeping the class scowling when he caught sight of the 'sleeping' Shikamaru, "Shikamaru?"
"..."
"Shikamaru, wake up."
"..."
"WAKE UP DAMNIT!"
Edited: 06/30/19
End Notes
sry it took so long I've been kid of bussy and had a really bad case of writer's block. I wanted to do more with this chp but it was taking so long that I decided to cut it short so that I got something out for you guys to read. If I have time later I may add more but that's not high on the to do list.
Muse Rant
This is a rant by the Muse the views expressed and claims made do not necessarily represent those of the author.
WTF HOW THE FUCK IS LEE WINNING(the poll that has since been removed), what is wrong with you people he's cool but he has more issues then Delta.
You have five seconds.
Huh? What are you talking about
Three seconds, I suggest you run, Two seconds
Huh...uh-oh
YOINK
The muse then suffered the death of a thousand cuts in an alcohol bath after which Delta slit his wrist and retrieved him from the afterlife so he could do it again.