V: Okay so this is how things are going, Naur has been training with his mom's family for 12yrs. After the attack (which will be explained later) destroys the village and everyone in it, except naru of course, Naruto goes to live in his father's home
Disclaimer: though I wish to, I do not own Naruto. If I did that pink haired bitch would be bald and miserable, and duck butt would be raped by his fans, while wearing neon pink pj's with bears on them.
The boy had on a long crème colored coat that covered most of his face except his eyes and hair. The boy's hair was as dark as the sunglasses he wore, and was styled so it didn't cover his face. Although the glasses were black and didn't allow another to see the color of his eyes, Naruto could feel the stare. He had become accustomed to stares, even though he had looked no different than any other Uzumaki, he was still the vessel of the Kyuubi no kitsune. Thought stares had never turned to glares as he was sure they would here. His father had told him when he was eight years old all about his past and what had happened in konoha the day he was born. He knew that if he was found out then he might as well commit seppuku, because the villagers would do worse.
"Alright Uzumaki-san, go and sit near Aburame Shino, there's an open seat next to him. Shino raise your hand so he knows where to go."
Naruto nodded and walked over to boy, now known as Shino. 'If he's an Aburame, then he uses kikai in battle and he's powerful.' "My name is Uzumaki Naruto."
The Aburame was surprised that the boy had bothered to talk to him and was slow to respond, but returned the greeting with his own name. When the blonde turned to him and opened his mouth, Iruka chose that moment to start talking. "So then class, as I was saying for you to pass the genin test you have to create at least three shadow clones, get at least a 70% on your test and hit the targets that we assign. Got that Kiba?!"
The boy with the dog on his head chuckled and smiled. "Not gonna make any promises sensei."
Naruto raised his hand. "Yes Naruto?"
"What all is covered in the test?"
"Ah, yes, the basics of charka, Nin- and gen-jutsu and the history of konoha."
He nodded and looked around the class; he noticed that the Aburame sitting next to him wasn't the only clan heir in the class. There was a Yamanaka, a Nara, and an Akimichi a new ino-shika-cho team. An Uchiha, a.k.a. duck butt, a Hyuuga, and an Inuzuka, being the boy with the dog on his head.
"Naruto? Do you know anything about our history? If not we can have a lesson on it."
"Thank you but I know all about the four hokages, their abilities and who did what. I was required to know the history of many of the known villages. I will be fine for the test."
"What do you mean required?" asked the pink haired banshee.
"My former village had higher standards for their ninja; we were required to know the history, exports and tons of other things about the other nations and their villages so that if we ever had to spy in another place we wouldn't look or seem out of place. We were also taught to play at least two instruments and sing."
The class looked at him, until one lazy ass spoke up: "Sounds like a lot of work. Troublesome."
"My, your village really wanted to be the top." The silver one stated.
"We wanted people to stop trying to control us." Was the low response.
A bell rang signaling that it was time for lunch. The kids all left through the door, pushing and pulling on each other trying to get out. The Uzumaki went to one of the widows and simply jumped out of the two story building, landing gracefully on his feet. He walked towards the school training ground, planning on spending his time alone when he felt someone following him. Ignoring the person he went straight up to the practice dummy and started hitting it. Practicing what he had been taught, hit the vital points, focus on where the enemy was, and never let the enemy out of your sight.
After practicing for awhile he remembered lunch was only for so long so he turned and started walking back to the school only to be stopped by his name being called.
"Hey Uzumaki!" He turned around to see duck butt was the one following. "Yes? What can I do for you?"
"You can activate my sharingan for starters."
"I don't activate bloodlines unless I want or need to, Uchiha. Don't waste your time trying to tell me otherwise."
"I'll go to the council. They'll force you to give me what I want…."
Naruto grabbed Sasuke by the throat and held him so his feet weren't touching the ground. "I will not be some pawn in your scheme to have everything handed to you on a silver platter. You want your sharingan activated, do it yourself." He let the boy drop from his grip and walked away, ignoring the calls for him to come back and give the boy what he wanted.
Once back in class he noticed the glares from both Sasuke and his fangirls. 'Mature, very mature duck butt.' he though. 'Go ahead and try to guilt trip me, it won't work' He simply smirked and went back to his seat, just as Iruka started up again.
"Class today we have a special guest, he doesn't come to konoha often so we want you on your best behavior."
"Who is it sensei?" Asked a random student.
Mizuki, came in and introduced him. "Class this is the Frog Sanin, Jiraya."
A man with white hair, green and red robes, and a scroll on his back came in at the intro. A twitch started in naruto's check as he stared. 5….4….3….2…
"Holy Shit! It's the Pervert!"
