Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Unorthodox means


I was created to protect this weak pathetic creature.

But nonetheless I still grew faster and stronger for its sake.

As I feasted on its memories I start to learn.

Recently I also began to gain knowledge of what the names of these ailments were called that plagued me so.

Sadness. Rage. Regret and finally Happiness.

When it-no...my charge starts crying from some injustice others have caused, I would feel grudging hatred towards them.

When my charge is filled with joy I too am filled with satisfaction and completion.

When my charge is sad I regret not being able to act on anything for my charge's smallest desires.

Last the feeling of pride whenever my charge does not back down nor submit to anyone who is rightfully wrong.

The very balance of my entire being lies in my charge's small trembling hands.

One day those peons came bearing nothing but ill intentions to my charge, seeking to burn out the small light I held more dearly then the world itself.

Because that flicker of light was my world.

So I burned them.

At that moment I decided I wanted to protect those foolish dreams and desires, that love and burning passion held for the smallest things but seemed everything to my charge.

For that small innocent creature I must do everything in my power.

I soon find out that the inner workings of my charge's sealing was the main cause for my obsession.

But the sealing did not explain why I am so 'emotional' as I was not created for that purpose.

No matter how strongly I oppose of the seals that bond my fate.

I do not fight it nor do I regret it…

...and so I continue to protect this precious white slate of innocence that is only mine.


.26 days.

Naruto frowned, his blue eyes narrowed with unusual concentration not normally seen on those his age. His tan skin changed to a unhealthy shade green and started puking on porcelain tiles of his kitchen floor.

"Guh! Oh my god Iruka put that thing away! Ewewewew." Naruto gurgled pathetically, holding his arms over his tearful face in attempt to shield his eyes.

"Naruto this is what the human body is consisted of-this is what you are made of!" Iruka said patiently but nonetheless pushed aside the vividly realistic mannequin from his student's eyes.

"Its not that bad." Iruka insisted once more when Naruto continued to lay there on the floor.

"Bu-But…urgh…" Naruto tried in vain attempt to not glance at Iruka without imagining the vast amount of organs and red muscle lining over his bones..."

"Oh quit being a baby." Iruka looked down at Naruto as he writhed in the floor.

"…You're going to drown in your vomit Naruto."

"Sh-hut up" The blonde said weakly, his comment only served to bring a chuckle from Iruka.

"Let's take a break, if this is how you're going to act, then you're definitely not ready for the next lesson Naruto." Iruka said.

"Eh! Wait Iruka I can take it! Really!" Naruto stood up abruptly, flailing his arms in panic. The thought of being alone for the whole day without anything to do sounded more horrible then listening to Iruka's seemingly unending lecture of how the immune system and digestive system works.

"That's the spirit!" Iruka said cheerfully while pulling out another different mannequin that looked disturbing like a skeleton.

Naruto chose that moment to scream at the top of his lungs.

20 minutes later...

Iruka looked out the window and closed his book when he noticed the sun setting in the horizon.

"Well that's enough for today, any question?"

Naruto raised his head to look at Iruka pushing his thick text book to the side.

"Why are you teaching me all this stuff, it seems pretty useless to me." Naruto said with a pout, Iruka sighed at Naruto's childishness both in appreciation at the innocence and a little in annoyance.

"This is important Naruto, lets say if a precious person to you were to be dosed with poison, the fastest way of treating them would be to purge their system of it, knowing the human anatomy helps a lot too."

"Ah I see..." Naruto mumbled, his mood utterly plummeted at the thought of someone he loved getting hurt and being able to do nothing.

"Anyhow-I'll see you tomorrow Naruto!" Iruka said breaking the uncomfortable silence with a cheerful chuckle.

"R-Right!" Naruto grinned back at Iruka, feeling his mood brighten a little at what Iruka had just said. 'He said tomorrow, that means he's coming back!'

"Bye Naruto!"

"Bye!" Naruto watched as Iruka walked awayquietly. The moment Iruka turned away however he could not help the violent shudder that wracked his form when he felt an unpleasant chill trail up his spine.


Sasuke looked down at the scroll, spinning red eyes scanned the contents from within, sometimes lingering on certain prints or pictures.

"Have you found the Origin's home Sasuke?" Neji said, jumping down from a tall oak and landing soundlessly to sit beside Sasuke on the sledge of stone.

"Wait..." Sasuke replied distractedly still furiously scanning every bit until reaching the handle and closed the scroll.

"I just memorized the whole document with sharingan." Sasuke explained catching the curious look Neji threw at him.

"Nice, you just made this whole mission easier." Neji said cracking a smirk.

"Hn." Sasuke hummed in agreement with a smirk also on his face.

"...The origin lives in the west district of konoha, building owned by Yuki Fugimoto. Apartment number 666." Neji gave a sour face at hearing the last bit of information.

"Mark of the beast huh..."


To be continued…