Boo. I'm backkk. I plan on posting regularly but I might not because I have soooo much to do this summerrrr. Yee boii :B. Anywayyssss. I'm currently listening to The GazettE and attempting to write. Why? Because I can. A plot will be developing, don't worry. And I have several ideas on new fics too :D. I will need a MUSE, so feel free to send me a PM or a review stating that you would like to be one. I will read your works and determine whether or not you're the one for me. :) Now, on with the story!!
Lady Laran: No, The Hokage doens't know about Naruto's "ability". Nobody does. Although it will be revealed later on in the story. :)
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When the Hokage had said this no emotion registered in the other. He had already been partially watching over the young child, so what was the difference? A curt nod was all the old man got as a reply before the ANBU disappeared in a poof of smoke. Not too far away a small, blonde boy was sitting on a swing outside of the Konoha Ninja Academy; his eyes fixed upon the building like a lifeline. To think, in a week he was going to become a student here, he was going to learn the most deadly art known to man. A small smile appeared on that ravaged face, as he thought of all the good, and bad, he could do to the world. He would be able to get Konoha back for the way its people had treated him. He would be able to help the most kindly soul in finding someone lost and dear to him. Which would he choose? Good or evil? That was a choice for later. Now he needed to find out everything he needed to know about the basics of being a ninja.
A soft tap on his shoulder alerted him to Itachi, who had been standing there most of the time the boy was on the swing. "Do you want to be in there?" asked the weasel-masked boy. This caused the blonde to nod. "Then you must work hard. What most learn in months, you must learn in days," he replied. This evoked another nod from the blind boy. "We will start tomorrow morning. You must be up at six a.m., showered, dressed, and eaten by six-thirty. I will be by to pick you up at seven. Tonight I will be making a schedule for your learning. Now, go get some rest," and with that the black-haired boy turned to leave, but stopped when he felt a soft tug on his pants. "Ne, Weasel-san, do you mind walking me home? I can't see and it's kind of scary at night. People beat me more," whispered Naruto, his voice laced with fright. "…Aa."
"Thank you Weasel-san!" smiled the Uzumaki, his face lighting up at the thought of someone other than the old man(1) being nice to him. Grabbing the Uchiha's hand, he made his way through the village and down into the rougher part of town where his apartment was. Upon arriving Itachi was shocked to see that the walls outside of Naruto's door were covered with graffiti and blasphemy proclaiming that he was a demon, monster, and that he was better off dead. At that moment he felt a surge of sympathy for the boy, something he rarely felt. Itachi wondered how the child could manage living in such a rough neighborhood and dealing with the insults thrown at him day after day. How could someone do this to such an innocent, carefree child? Someone who had nothing to do with the situation? Someone who was born the day that the Kyuubi had attacked? Itachi's hand tightened into a fist at these thoughts. Why? That was the only question running through his mind. Why?
"…Easel-san? Weasel-san?" A soft voice broke him out of his state of anger, his fist going lax as he realized it was the Kyuubi vessel. "Hn," he replied, the infamous Uchiha Mask settling over his features once more. "Thank you for agreeing to teach me," smiled the young child, and with that he disappeared into the run-down house, the door closing and locking behind him.
The next morning the blonde awoke with a start—his mind fuzzy and clouded, but his eyes wide. A thin layer of sweat coated his body as golden hair stuck to tanned skin. He had another nightmare, the same as all the ones before. It always ended the same, it didn't matter if it had started different. It always ended in a terribly dark creature devouring his mind, soul, and body. Everything burning, hurting; memories from long ago being drudged up and relived again. A tear leaked from the corner of an icy blue eye, another accompanying it before the dam seemed to burst and the boy curled up and cried his heart out. So much pain, so much hurt. He was glad it was over, but sad and angry it had happened in the first place. All the good things in life stripped away at that moment, and all he was left with was the sorrow.
An hour went by before the crying finally ceased. Looking at the clock, the child realized it was nearly six; time to put all his troubles aside and take on the world with a smile on his face. He sighed before hopping out of bed and into the shower before dressing and eating. When Itachi came to get him he had been munching on a granola bar he had found in the back of his pantry. "Good morning Weasel-san!" the blonde said happily, his mouth partially full of oats and raisins. "Hn," was all he got as a reply as the ANBU gave him a once-over. Itachi noticed that the boy had somehow found proper clothing for training and learning for he was dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and short-sleeved black shirt that had a red spiral on it. His soft blonde locks were pulled back into a high pony-tail and his feet were adorned with the normal ninja sandals. A smirk spread across the masked man's face at the thought of the lessons he had planned for the Uzumaki. Today was going to be fun.
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Not very long I know, but it's almost three a.m. and I'm tired as hell. Next time there shall be more. More of a plot line will happen in the next chapter, I have something special planned ;). No serious Itanaru for a while, but there will be a bit of fluff. I do not particularly like Sasuke, so be expecting a small amount(or maybe a little more than that) of bashing to be happening throughout the story. This will also be ONE-SIDED Sasunaru. More pairings will be happening as the story progresses. I am thinking about adding some citrus in here later, I probably will. And be warned, there will be a tad bit of OOC-ness from our beloved Itachi. Not much though, I'm going to try and keep him as in-character as possible. Review please!!3
(1). Old man = Hokage. :D
P.S. Thanks for last chapters reviews!!33