Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
The sun shone through the blinds of a large room. It was a rather plain room; having only the essentials for a student like a desk, a bed and a forty-inch plasma TV hanging on his wall.
Blue orbs opened only to be met by a ray of light. A blond-haired teen let out a hiss before snapping his eyes shut and pulling himself out of bed. This was Naruto, the hero of our story. He had been alone since a young age but had been able to live a good life with his father's old friend Jiraiya. The man was out of home most of the time doing god knows what kind of perverted stuff, but he was still around when needed.
Naruto went over to the bathroom and checked himself in the mirror.
"Today's the day…" he muttered to himself with a determined sparkle on his eyes. "I will confess to Sakura-chan!"
Sakura was the most popular girl in high school. Her pink hair and curvy body called the attention of several guys in school. One of them was Sasuke, Naruto's rival, whom everybody in school knew. He was rather quiet but it only added to his 'cool' attitude. He was the most popular guy in school while he was an outcast a reader could sympathize with.
"Now," he began as he quickly clothed himself and slung a backpack over his shoulders. "Time for school!"
'Wake up NOW!'
Naruto woke up in a cold sweat, having heard the Kyuubi roar from within his mind. "What the fuck…" he groaned as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
'Don't 'what the fuck?' me,' the Kyuubi scolded in a disapproving tone, 'Didn't you know what you were doing? I'm so upset I'm not even using 'kit' at the end of every sentence.'
The Anbu captain let out a gasp, this was serious indeed. He furrowed his brows in thought, trying to recall anything that might have offended his super amazing demon friend, "I don't recall having done anything to displease you Kyuubi-neko."
'Well you were- Wait a minute. What the fuck just happened to your vocabulary?"
'I'm not certain. My vocabulary seems to differ from sentence to sentence…"
'Really?"
'I love RAMEN! It's so sugoiiiiiiiiiiii!"
'Err, let's just go back to what we were talking about kit,' the Kyuubi let out in a sigh before growling upon remembering what had transpired through his vessel's – 'Oh fuck, now I'm doing it too."
'So what had you so worked up Kyuubi-neko-sensei?'
'Oh right. You were fucking dreaming of living a life in a modern setting. What the fuck is wrong with you?'the nine-tailed demon roared in pure rage, 'On top of that you went with the cliché high school story. That. I won't allow!'
"Right…" Naruto muttered before taking in his surroundings. A groan escaped his lips when he noticed that he was still in his classroom, having fallen asleep during class no doubt. That asshole Iruka must have thought it funny to just leave him there.
The super cool Anbu captain left the room, not wanting to waste his day in school. He only hoped not to run into anybo-
"Hey Naruto!"
'Oh fuck.'
Naruto turned on his heel to see Mizuki trotting towards him. "I know of another test that will get you to be a ninja."
"What kind of test?"
"The, you-steal-a-top-secret-scroll-at-the-middle-of-the-night-and-bring-it-to-me-in-the-middle-of-the-woods-before-anyone-can-see-you, kind. You know, nothing fishy," Mizuki smiled.
Naruto stroked his chin in thought before nodding, "It doesn't sound like an obvious trap at all. I, an academy student, will do it."
Chapter 3
Old News
It was dark as a panting Naruto sat against a tree. He was currently in the middle of the woods, around the place where he was supposed to meet with Mizuki. He had arrived a few hours before their appointed time and he had grown bored simply waiting for him.
Not having anything better to do, Naruto had opened the scroll and learned a few techniques. It had been taxing but his super genius brain had learned the techniques that would take adult ninja years to master.
"There you are Naruto!"
Naruto turned to his left, seeing his teacher Iruka pointing at him with an accusing finger.
"What do you think you're doing, stealing the scroll!"
"Stealing the scroll…" Naruto replied in a bored town before rising to his feet, "Just like Mizuki-sensei said!"
Iruka gasped in disbelief. This was unexpected. Mizuki, the academy teacher that had a 'filler' past… was evil?
"Naruto listen to me," Iruka frowned, his eyes darting about in case they were not alone. "Mizuki is bad, not the new 'cool' kind of bad, but the 'bad bad.' The kind of person who would break someone's trust or learn a technique from a top secret scroll."
"W-ho would do that?" Naruto stammered nervously, in a way that would make Hinata proud.
Iruka frowned, a frown that would make Itachi proud, "We have to get out of here before-"
"Before I get here?" Mizuki asked with a smirk that would make Orochimaru proud.
Iruka took a few steps back before taking out a kunai in a way that would make Anko proud. "Naruto…" he muttered with his eyes on Mizuki. Naruto turned to his teacher with a look of shock, not understanding what was going on, "You have to get out of here."
"B-but," Naruto argued in a way that would make – "ENOUGH WITH THAT SHIT ALREADY!"
"Naruto," Mizuki began, ignoring Naruto's prior outburst, "Do you know why the villagers hate you?"
Iruka's eyes widened in shock, "Mizuki you can't! It's against the rules!"
"Naruto, you have the Kyuubi sealed within you!" Mizuki exclaimed, "The demon that killed Iruka's parents is you. You are the Kyuubi!"
"N-no way," Naruto stammered as his vision grew blurry with unshed tears, "T-that's impossible. How could I have a demon inside of me? Why didn't anybody tell me?"
'Hello kit. My name is Kyuubi.'
'Oh right.'
"I won't fall for your tricks Mizuki-teme. Yeah that's right I'm using an honorific that doesn't exist, so what?" Naruto smirked as he gathered charka on his eyes. Ripples began to form around his shrinking iris.
Iruka watched Naruto in shock, just how had his eyes changed like that.
Similar thoughts, along with evil things, ran along Mizuki's mind as well, "W-what is that?"
Naruto smirked, his eyes shining in the moonlight. "The Rinnegan," he replied as he pulled down the collar of his skin-tight black shirt to show a super awesome tattoo of a fox on his neck, "I'm ANBU motherfucker."
"Oh shi-"
(Author's Notes: Attention. The next couple of paragraphs are filled with gore, nothing but gore. So to keep your eyes from bleeding out of pure awesomeness and gore, nothing but gore, I've blocked it. I think it should be okay now…)
Naruto's black katana ripped through Mizuki's stomach, blood and intestines splattering out o-
(Oh shit never mind. Well, I think it will be okay now.)
Iruka watched his student in amazement, "Wow Naruto that was awesome."
"I know," Naruto grinned with his eyes closed, "I really liked the part when Itachi, my cool brother-like friend, came to help us."
"That was awesome," Iruka nodded before pulling off his headband. "By the way, I looked over the test rules and found out that you can pass if you exceed expectations," he handed the dirty, bloodied and sweaty headband over to Naruto with a smile, "So here!"
Naruto took the horribly disgusting headband with a repulsed look on his face, "T-thank… you?"
Naruto walked back to his apartment, located in the most horrible and dangerous part of town, you know the kind of place the Third Hokage thinks a kid should live in.
'Hey kit, I think somebody is following us.'
The super awesome ANBU captain turned on his heel to see a blushing Hinata quickly hide behind a building. Naruto's brows furrowed as he walked around the building and meeting the blushing Hinata.
"Hinata… what are you doing here?" Naruto asked in confusion.
"H-h-h-hi N-N-N-Na-Naru-Naruto,-,-,-," Hinata stuttered, even managing to stutter the comas.
Naruto smiled before taking Hinata's hand on his. "Hinata, seeing you right now made me realize that I actually like you," he admitted. Now Hinata was blushing badly, her hear almost beating out of her chest, "Let us go make sweet hot love together."
"I suddenly don't stutter anymore!" Hinata smiled as Naruto led her into his apartment.
End of Chapter 3
For those of you expecting a lemon on this chapter, trust me, you do not want to see what I have planned for lemons.
