Sorry it took so long for me to update I've been busy! But now I'm not so busy and I'm ready to pick up where I left off. I'm sad that I didn't get any reviews but I guess I haven't earned them yet.
Also in this chapter I'm going to say 'she' instead of 'he' when referring to Naruto, who is named Nao for a while. But don't be confused Naruto is a guy but...well you'll see.
Chapter 2: Just Another Day
"Son of a bitch!" Nao threw her Xbox controller across the room where it barely missed the large plasma TV. "He cheats!" She got up and stomped over to the screen, squinting at the other player's name, "fuck you 'UPride4Ever'! You are a cheating dick! There is no way you saw me!"
She picked up her controller and threw it at the pillow on her queen sized bed, which she flopped down on in aggrivation. Nao was infamous for her short temper, she was never violent but had a tendency to spout off at the mouth, with some rather foul language at that.
"what's going on in here princess?" a large white haired man waltzed into the girl's bedroom, in no particular rush despite Nao's yelling and being her body guard.
"I don't want to talk about it." Lie, she wanted to scream and jump through her TV to strangle the bastard that had killed her character.
The man crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door frame. Having worked for the blonde female for a little over a year now, he knew he would just have to wait for a few seconds and the whole story would come out.
"That stupid bastard cheated!" Nao shot up like she was on a spring. "I was totally stalking hom for like ten minutes" she ignored Jiraiya's raised eyebrow, "I totally had him in my sites! I was running and he wasn't even looking, I jumped" She sprung up to her feet and started bouncing on the mattress, amped up by the tail she was telling. "He didn't know what was coming! Then out of no where this guy turns around and throws his knife! It totally chould have missed, I mean it was like a mile off!" Nao flailed her arms like an outraged chicken.
The man opposit her was laughing histarically as she fell back on her bed and threw a mini tantrum, complete with kicking feet and muttered curses. "so you lost?"
"obviously!" Nao shot to her feet and charged the large male.
Jiraiya's extensive security training caused his fingers to twitch slightly even though he knew the girl meant him no harm. At the last second he stepped to the side and watched Nao speed past him and trip on the corner of the hall rug. He grimaced as her face ate rug and then chuckled at the rather perverted sounding statement.
"you're laughing at me?" Nao turned over and got up on her knees, turning her world face pity me eyes on the man. "Jiraiya...you're supposed to protect me..." she forced her eyes to water and squeezed a tear out.
Said man sighed and rolled his eyes, he used to fall for that one every time. Those eyes were just so big and beautiful to see them get misty was to feel your heart ache for reasons unknown. "I have to protect myself from your big head first."
Nao gawked at her body guard and hopped to her feet, never ceasing to amaze with her speed. "You're such a dick!" she flicked the man off and stormed back into her room, locking the door behind her.
A half an hour passed with Nao laying on her bed staring at the ceiling replaying her character's death scene over and over again, a scowl playing across her plump lips at the repeated thought."stupid cheating prick."
"who are you talking to? Or about rather." she hadn't even heard the door being unlocked or her manager come in.
"oh" she sat up and tucked the hem of her night gown under her legs, regretting not changing into her day clothes yet. "I was just thinking out loud, Kyuubi-sama."
"those aren't exactly appropriate thoughts for a young lady to be having, are they now?" The tall lanky man sauntered over to the dresser and tossed the key he had used to unlock the door on to its top. He was wearing a gray pin striped suit with buffed out black shoes and a red tie. The ensamble accentuated his fire red hair and light borwn, almost orange, eyes.
"no, sir." Nao hung her head in shame and fiddled with the flower pattern that boardered the edge of her sleep dress. The man made her nervous, and for good reason. He was known for his sarcastic attitude and ability to fly off the handle at any moment.
"Well then let's not talk like that anymore." He looked in the mirror and loosened his tie. "I just came from a video conference with the mayor of a little town called Konoha." he smirked when he saw the girl's head perk up and study his reflection. "that's right, home."
"what was the meeting about?" Nao folded her hand in her lap to keep them from shaking with excitement.
"he wants you to come for a visit, isn't that lovely?"
Her eyes lit up and she couldn't stop the shiver that ran up her spine. "when?"
"well it's not for sure yet, he didn't want to give us the whole appearance fee until the end of our stay. I'm not sure if I want to accept a down payment on my star."
"can I have a say in this?" Nao's blue eyes went large as she watched the man go rigid, she too tensed and waited for the outcome of her ill advised outburst.
"my, my." Kyuubi turned and leaned back against the chest of drawers. "I give you a little freedom, let you sleep in, even allow you to play that ridiculous 'call of duty' game. And this is how you act?" His eyes glowed a shade brighter and Nao's heart clenched. "that is not acceptable princess."
Just as he was about to close the door and deal out the girl's punishment, Jiraiya walked in putting his hand on the door to stop it from closing in his face. "what's going on in here? I didn't get my invite to this little party" His eyes drifted to Nao and took in her paled face and terrified expression. "you have a phone call sir." As the smaller man left Jiraiya offered Nao a calming smile and a friendly wink.
"Tell her to get ready, and pack enough clothes for two weeks." Kyuubi hollered across the room as he picked up the phone. "hello?...speaking...yes...I see...Tell him to include our usually fees, and we will not accept anything less than a two bedroom suite in the downtown area...No we will use our own car...no we have security...thank you...I look forward to it to...yes I'm sure she will be happy to visit her home town...approximately a month yes...thank you."
Nao took a deep breath and did as she was told, heading to her large walk-in closet. Jiraiya followed, like the emotional rock and friend that he was, constantly saving her from their 'boss' whether it be his sexual advances or threats of a beating. At some point, he didn't care to remember exactly when, he had set up camp on the sofa across from Nao's bed. Now he slept right next to her, arms wrapped securely around her like a lion protecting its cub.
"you ok?" he slumped down into the over stuffed chair situated at the front of the closet and watched his client and friend run her hand across the expansive selection of shirts that hung up.
"yeah." it wasn't often that the girl could answer a question with one word, but get Kyuubi involved and it was a sure way to silence her.
"did he..." Jiraiya silently dreaded that he hadn't showed up in time and cringed at the thought.
"of course not!" Nao turned and flashed her fake bleach white smile, trying the only way she knew how to make her friend feel better. "I can fend him off. Now what should I take to Konoha?" the word danced on her tongue and she tasted its bitter sweet flavor.
It had been two and a half years since she'd been back to her home town and now faced with the opportunity to go back Nao found herself nervous and excited all at once. Would it be so much different now that she was a movie star? Or would Ichiraku's still be there? Had his house been sold or loaned out to someone else? At the thought of his house Nao's expression turned blank and her arm fell down to her side. Her mind supplied images of the brightly decorated rooms with pictures hung everywhere of family gatherings and park outings. She could still see her father's bright smile taking up space in every picture, and right next to him was his son. The boy he was more proud of than anything else in this world. The apple of his eye, his world, the center of his universe.
Nao grimaced as she crossed her arms over her large breasts. The two lumps that had gotten her so many jobs, and in all honesty had helped more than her acting ability to elevate her to the star status she held today. She slid her hands down her well defined waist and thought of all the exercises that Kyuubi demanded her to do, just so she would keep that hour glass figure. Her hands went lower to her toned yet fleshy thighs and then back to her perky ample behind. She didn't even want to feel what was between her legs, she already knew what was there, the deepest darkest secret. The thing that could ruin her life, her everything, if word got out about 'it'
"Nao?" Jiraiya had seen these actions before and knew he wouldn't be able to do anything for the girl. He also knew what she was thinking about and that no matter what she'd end up on the floor crying soon.
The blond didn't respond, she just kept staring blankly at the bright pink button up shirt in front of her. Her brain felt like it was under water as she headed down the dreaded 'memory lane'
"See look at this one son!" Minato whispered, ushering his son over and pressing an index finger to his lip bidding him to come quietly.
The little blond hobbled over to his equally blond father and stood on his tippy toes to see what was on the picnic table. His dad chuckled deep in his throat and picked the four year old up so that he could see the butterfly that had landed on their lunch box.
"look how bright he is Naru" the man poked his son's nose when the boy turned his head and looked at him in wonder of the small creature. "isn't it beautiful?"
Naruto nodded his head vigorously and turned back in time to see the insect flying away. His big blue eyes filled with tears at the loss and he whimpered a "buh bye" after the little bug.
Minato swept his son up and hugged him tightly, "it's ok I'm sure there are more here some where." he chewed on the inside of his cheek as he patted his child's back soothingly. The little boy clung to his father's shirt as if he would fly away too. "there there son." the taller blond was a single parent, and being that this was his first and only child, the sight of those gorgeous azure eyes filled with sadness made him immensely nervous and he silently berated himself for even showing his kid the butterfly.
"hungwy" Naruto pulled away and wiped at his cute little button nose, batting his eyelashes to fight back more tears.
Minato may not have had the answer to the butterfly problem but he did to the rumbling belly one. "well, what do you want for lunch?" he plopped onto the bench and watched as the small boy tried to copy his dad. Minato chucked noticing that his son was quite the runt, the boy's chin barely surpassing the edge of the bench. "come on, you can do it." He watched for a good five minutes as Naruto studied the seat and tried with all his might to mount it. Minato laughed heartily and finally helped his son up by grabbing the seat of his pants and pulling the boy up onto the table surface. Little Naruto clapped his hands happily and stood up, surveying the play ground like it was his kingdom and he was the king. After a moment of standing with his fists on his hips, the toddler's tummy growled and he pouted down at his father, who had his head held up by one of his hands and was watching his son.
"Hungwy!" Naruto stamped his little Nike clad foot and gave a none too gently tug at his father's bangs.
"ow!" Minato grunted and took Naruto's hand in his own, giving the boy a sad look, "that hurt daddy." when his son's eyes again began to fill with tears Minato pinched his cheeks and stuck out his tongue. "what would you like for lunch?"
At the mention of food Naruto's eyes went from apologetic to over joyed "RAMEN!" he did what Minato now called the noodle dance, which consisted of his son stretching his arms over his head and making a grabbing motion at the sky and stomping his feet to a rhythm that only made sense inside his four year old head. Minato laughed and watched for a few more seconds until Naruto turned his face towards him and looked at him expectantly.
Having expected this, Minato pulled out a thermos and poured his son a lid full of the instant noodles. Naruto squatted down and took hold of the cup and made quick work of downing the soup, he held it out and Minato refilled it, again and again and again until the thermos was empty. One thing was for sure he'd never have to worry about the boy's appetite being too small. Naruto licked his lips and helped screw the lid back on top of the container. He leaned back into his squatting position and put his hands on his knees, watching his father carefully. The man took out a sandwich and an apple and then a juice box. Naruto cocked his head tot he side, his eyes locked on the apple juice, suddenly his throat was dry and that juice was the perfect solution. He bit his tongue and watched his dad out of the corner of his eye, the man seemed very interested in his lunch. Naruto took a tiny step forward never coming out of his squat, and then another and one more. The juice box was close, he was almost there. One last look to his right showed that his dad had supposedly not noticed, with renewed confidence Naruto leapt for the item only to have it snatched out of his way at the last possible second.
When he rolled over on his belly he saw his father poking the straw through the carton and taking a nice long drink. He pouted and sat up, crossing his arms over his chest. "meanie!" the little blond turned his head away.
"would you like to share?" Minato offered the juice to his son, who looked at it skeptically. Deciding that his dad wasn't going to pull another fast one he accepted the carton like he hadn't had a drink in years. He downed most of it and then held it out remorsefully to his father. "thank you Naruto" and a large hand came down and landed on his head giving his unruly hair a ruffle.
Nao snapped back to reality, feeling a heavy hand on her head. She looked up with tear filled eyes and saw Jiraiya looking back at her with understanding. His mouth moved, but she couldn't really hear anything the blood rushing in her brain was making her deaf. She turned her attention back to her wardrobe, willing the sadness away.
"Enough clothes for two weeks right?" she asked, even though her ears were ringing and she wouldn't be able to make out the answer.
Another hour passed as she stuffed four suitcases with designed clothes, both given and bought. Mostly given, when you were a star like her things just had a habit of appearing out of no where; shirts, pants, suits, bags, lingerie, jewelry. Her closet was so packed that they had to break through the wall into the next room and have custom shelves designed, just to keep track of everything. She picked out the least annoying and most un-gaudy items possible, knowing full well that Kyuubi would force her to take a few big pieces just to show appreciation to who ever had given them to her. Her make up and hair bag was restocked with mousse and hair spray, a bag full of extensions and all the make up anyone could possibly need. She packed up her xbox in a discreet carry on bag, it wasn't appropriate for her to be seen with a gaming console, it was better if the press caught her with a book or something. She counted the luggage and checked things off her mental list, rechecking it twice to make sure nothing was forgotten.
"ready?" Jiraiya was waiting for her go ahead by the front door.
She looked in the mirror, regarding the reflection of a stranger. This girl wore tight dark wash jeans that flared out around her ankles, to reveal carefully manicured toes in strappy high heel sandals. Her large bosom peeked out over her form fitting blue spaghetti strap top layered over an equally snug black tang top, and a white mini jacket. Her hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, with a few tendrils sipping free to frame her tan round face. The face was decorated to a 't' eyeliner surrounding stunning blue eyes, eyelashes so long they looked ready to join her hair line and lips dusted with a soft sparkling pink and glossed over.
"ready as she'll ever be."
The rest of the day was spent in a relatively uncomfortable silence, in the back of a black escalade. 'Konoha here I come...please be the same'
So I'm kinda really happy at how this chapter turned out please don't think me conceited. I really hope I do this story more justice this time, the characters have a tendency to turn into whore when I start writing lol but I really want to do a good job with this one and get like 500 reviews like other good stories. help me reach that goal PLEASE
I also am trying to have the same amount of time lapsing on both sides of the story, so SASUKE and NARUTO are experiencing the same amount of time...so while Sasuke is sitting in the student counsel office, Nao (Naruto) is sitting in an escalade on her way to Konoha. get it? :) R&R por favor! (i don't speak spanish)
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