I usually don't respond to comments but some people have been asking questions and I thought I would answer some.
Why aren't you chapters longer?Well I am really into doing drabble writing right now (Unless it's one of my long world building AU's). Some will be long and some will be short/
You should slow down?Well I should but I don't want to. This story is not going to be linearso it might seem like I am going fast but I actually not. There is like a whole other story between chapter's 1 and 2 so bear with me.
Who is Menma?Menma is my angry little child who is too good for this world.
Will you be updating regularly?Probably. I am a full time student who is trying to get into forensic heath science and is working full time as well so the updates aren't regular but I will not be abandoning this fic (I have been working on AU for months so I will not abandon this fic)
Hound eyed the man standing in his young charges kitchen. He showed up out of nowhere one day and had been staying with the boy since then.
He always showed the boy off to school making sure that he had a lunch and snacks then left a few hours later to do who knows what, then came back a few minutes before the boy came home.
It was that cycle day in and day out.
He of course told the Hokage about this man.
In response more ANBU were put to guard the boy, they were only to act if the man harmed the boy in any ways.
"Naruto-chan has always been a nice boy, he's probably just letting him stay."
'Yeah and Gai doesn't wear spandex.' He thought, eyeing the man, knowing that he had an ulterior motive in this situation.
He didn't trust this strange man at all. From the mask he always wore to the eye patch he had covering his right eye.
'It's like he is mocking me, coping my look.'
After weeks of watching the man something finally slipped.
A growled echoed from the apartment, causing the ANBU to freeze at the sound. Rushing through the open window Hound was first on the scene, the man was lying on his back, clutching his head in pain, and eyes shut as tight as possible.
"Who are you?"
Turning the boy was standing in the door frame, holding his school bag in his hand.
"Who are you, what did you do with Menma-nii?"
"I-"
"It's alright brat, I'm fine just a migraine, nothing to worry about." Giving the boy an apologetic look. "You can go Hound-san." Hound's eyes widened slightly as the man, Menma, turned towards him,
Blue eye, just like his sensei and his sons.
"I'm going to have to report this to Hokage-sama."
"Fine whatever, tell the old man whatever you want." Standing up to full height, adjusting his dark blue sweater with black gloved hands.
"What is your name for the report?"
Eye narrowed, "Menma,"
"Full name."
"Menma, Menma Namikaze."
