Wow, after reading the second chapter of survival, I have to say, it's fucking short as hell

Wow, after reading the second chapter of survival, I have to say, it's fucking short as hell. It's well written (at least I think it is) but daaaaaaaaaamn. I knew it was short but not that short. I'm glad I have been sick and therefore have been updating daily or I would feel really horrible.

Well I would like to thank all of the people that reviewed and encourage them to continue doing so.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto. (I hate writing this over and over)

CLAIMER: I own all OCs I make up or anything else that create such as justus, this plot, etc…. (I also hate writing this over and over)

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By now, the village street lights were ablaze and almost all of the teenage population of Konoha was roaming the artificially lighted streets. One of these inhabitants just happened to be Uzumaki Naruto. After his peculiar vision, Naruto went for a leisurely walk around the village. As he walked with his hands in his pockets, he thought of what he would do now, after his encounter with Danzou. If news broke out of the 'demon brat' murdering Danzou, he knew the council would be right there to rid Konoha of its 'everlasting curse'. In his current state, even with the Kyuubi's help, he doubted that he could fend off all of Konoha's shinobi. He needed to become stronger, before anyone had the chance to rip his life away from him. He decided to try to get into the ninja academy, figuring that if you can't beat em' join em'. But in order to join the shinobi ranks, you needed the correct equipment. Naruto's musings about the shinobi academy were cut short as his stomach growled because of the diminutive amount of food he had been able to consume in the last few days. He had survived on the small rats and insects he had found during the short breaks in between tortures in that hell hole of penitentiary. He looked around for the closest eatery he could find, when a small stand caught his eye. It seemed to be a ramen stand, with the kanji for Ichiraku adorning the front of the small shack. He slowly made his way towards the stand, making sure that the stand owner wasn't completely hostile, even if his stomach begged to differ.

As Naruto sat down, he mentally prepared himself for a quick escape. If these people didn't want him here, it was likely they were going to do something about it, something of the violent sort. Lucky for him the violence never came; (even though he really would enjoy ripping their flesh to pieces if they insisted on a fight) he was even greeted by a smile from who he assumed to be the stand owner. "One miso ramen" was Naruto's only reply. Realizing that the boy in front of him was not here for a chat, the stand owner went back to the kitchen to quickly cook his recently established order.

Naruto used this time to finish his interrupted thoughts about his 'ninja career' if you can call it that. He needed the proper equipment; there was just no way around it. He decided on getting what he could tonight, and he would buy the rest of his provisions tomorrow. Of course this would be after his well deserved meal though. At the moment, he felt like he was being stabbed in his stomach by a stiletto over and over because of his lack of food. The smell from the kitchen didn't help his undying hunger either. After what seemed to be an eternity, a brunette girl walked up to him and placed his bowl in front of him. He mumbled a quick "thank you" before ripping a pair of chop sticks apart and bringing the bowl a little closer to himself. He had to force himself to eat slower so he could stay focused on finding any suspicious citizens or even shinobi who might want to do him harm.

While eating and focusing on the world around him, Naruto failed to notice the slight blush on the brunette's face. Once Naruto had finished his meal, he placed the cash on the counter and left towards the shopping district of Konoha. 'It's too bad that I might have to kill them later on' was Naruto's single thought as he was exiting the district of Konoha he was previously within. After a short while, Naruto had found a small shinobi equipment store that looked adequate enough for his specific needs.

He walked into the store unnoticed by the shop keeper which was extremely convenient for Naruto because of the likeliness of being thrown out if he was caught. He really didn't want to kill the man until he had all the supplies he needed because frankly, it's much easier to browse when you don't need to fight off an entire ANBU squad who are dead set on killing the demon who murdered their favorite shinobi shop owner. To make sure that he wasn't caught shopping at the store, Naruto moved to the far right corner of the shop; the farthest point away from the register. Once he had gotten to the other side, he was relieved to find almost everything he needed in one place.

There were clothes, basic weapons, training manuals, and even some advanced shinobi equipment. First, he started to look on the clothes rack. He wanted something that would blend in and was of a dark tint. After a short few minutes he settled on a few black short sleeve shirts with an inch thick white line trailing from the left shoulder, down to the end of the shirt. He also found some black shinobi pants and a pair of standard black ninja sandals. What really caught his eye though was an odd black cloak that seemed to be well hidden behind the many types of clothes on the rack. It had a white lining around the edges and was thick enough to withstand the average wear and tear as well as the physical abuse it would most likely receive during Naruto's 'ninja career'.

Upon further inspection, Naruto uncovered that it did indeed have a hood as well as a few hidden pockets inside of the flaps (imagine the akatsuki cloak but instead of red clouds it has a white lining). Naruto, knowing that time was of the essence, quickly moved to check out the weapons department. He picked up a few sets of both kunai, and shuriken along with a shuriken holster and a weapon pouch. Naruto, knowing that all these weapons were almost useless without the knowledge of how to use them, also picked up a few training manuals. Now was the difficult part. Naruto knew that he would have to go to the register at some point, but resented it none the less. He just opted to get it over with. As he walked up to the register he was 'greeted' by an exceedingly annoyed man. "Get the fuck out of my store you bastard demon!" was the shop owner's heated demand towards Naruto. Naruto wasn't in the mood for any of his shit, and just ended up grabbing the mans face, and smashing it into the register's table. The man was immediately thrown into unconsciousness as Naruto proceeded to head home for the night and call it a day.

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