"NARUTO," Iruka yelled.

Naruto looked towards him in slight confusing completely ignoring Mizuki in a fetal position. It has been a few days since Iruka last visited and seeing how many times Naruto seemed to get injured had decided to do some small pointers in the fine art of fighting.

"That was a cruel and unusual move Naruto… just don't do that especially to your fellow comrades." Iruka paused for a bit to consider how he should correct Naruto.

To be fair Mizuki had severely underestimated the kid, but on the other hand, no one expects a kid to pull such a dirty move as in a normal situation Mizuki as a genin should be able to react fast enough to block a move from an untrained kid such as Naruto.

In a way was it his fault he asked his best friend and fellow teammate to hold back?

"So, it's it fine if I do it to my enemies?" Naruto gave him a questioning glare devoid or guilt or understanding of the wrongs he did.

Iruka resisted the urge to facepalm.

How would he fix this attitude for his younger brother?


"You really want to be a ninja heh," Negi remarked as he eyed a dark bruise.

Kurama snorted as he continued to eat his piece of bread.

"What about Negi? You should be trying to be one as well?" Chashu took a sip from her glass of water.

Negi instead looked down as he played with a stick he just picked up on the ground. When he looked up he looked around trying to avoid Chashu's glance. Moyashi who finished his meal gave him a gentle smile but quickly refocused back on his sketch.

"Well." The only female taped her glass expecting an answer.

"Stop teasing him Chashu, we all know he doesn't want to be a shinobi." Kurama directed a raised brow.

Negi eyes widen. At the orphanage children are always aiming to be shinobi so it was slightly frowned upon by other children for those who possess no will or interest in becoming one. There was also be a subtle push for those who are not talented by the staff to not attempt to be one due to the fact they must leave the orphanage when they become official students in the Academy. It's just not safe for children training to be a ninja to be around normal children.

"You should let him speak up for himself." Chashu pouted. "Also, what are you drawing?"

Eyes turned to Moyashi who continued to sketch.

Moyashi looked up gave a smile and his eyes redirected itself back to his sketchbook.

"…" The group silently waited for his answers.

The sound of his sketching was all that continued.

"You not telling us." Chashu took a deep breath.

"No?" Moyashi didn't even look up that time.

Kurama quickly grabbed her arms as she attempted to pounce on the young artist.

"Calm down Moyashi's like that don't wind yourself up." Kurama cautioned.

"Naruto you spoil the two too much," Chashu growled annoyed as her fingers reached towards his book.

"Some us just want to eat in peace." The red hair boy sighed.

That just motivated the girl to struggle harder into her flailing accidentally knocked out the book form Moyashi's hands.

It was a sketch of all four of them smiling with each other.

Moyashi began to tear up.

"Wait why are you crying?" Negi panicked.

"What, I am so sorry Moyashi don't cry." Chashu.

Kurama instead gave a questioning look before sighing.

To him, humans are too sentimental.

"So, what did you plan to do with that sketch," Kurama asked.

"_sob_ It was s-s-supposed to be my g-g-goodbye gift." Moyashi tried to calm down.

The other two froze.

"Congratulations on getting adopted." Negi congratulated.

"Che and I thought Negi was the only one who has a realistic chance of getting adopted." Chashu hid her smile.

"Would you still try to be a ninja?" Kurama asked.

"I am n-n-not sure what my n-new family would allow." The boy stammered.

"Oh well, it doesn't matter as long as you would be happy then all its good." Kurama went back to his lunch.

"Thank you, Naruto."


-Years Later-

Kurama shivered as he stared in the white landscape as he walked towards the academy.

'Finally, I can start learning the ninja arts.' Kurama thought in excitement.

The thing is as a giant mass of chakra he has no idea how a flesh body uses chakra. While he's still able to use chakra outside of his body he has no idea how to mould chakra internally.

"…monster." Kurama stopped.

He hated the word monster.

He might have ignored the speech as he walked, but that word always catches his attention.

Looking around he saw Soba and his gang of friends Udon and Somen picking on a short hair girl from what he can see from her back.

"Hey, you think is so funny to pick up someone half your size?" Kurama called out.

"Oh, if it's not little scar-face, what not here with your friends and Iruka." Soba did a quick glance around. "Perfect, its time to get some payback."

"It takes more than a bully like you to hurt me." Kurama snorted.

He quickly ducked at Soba moved in for a punch to his face. Amused Kurama retaliated by kicking him at the knee as he slid himself to pass the bullies so that he is standing in front of the girl.

"Hey you are you alrig-" Kurama paused as he saw the confused pair of byakugan staring back.

The same eyes as of the one who loved Naruto.

A tingling feeling reached the back of his head as his vision turned red.


Interlude

Moyashi felt a brief slide of wind before something hit the back of his neck.

Before falling unconscious he dropped the precious ink brush that his friends made him congratulate him.

"Welcome to ROOT." The 'adopted father' muttered as he carefully takes the now unconscious boy to Lord Danzo.

Author's note

Thus the end of Moyashi. Soba, Udon and Somen are all translated as names for noodle.
Thanks to DreamOfStories for being my Beta Reader