Ya, sorry for not updating, I was a little busy with school and the all-day power outage didn't help typing either. But before I start the chapter I would like to thank all the reviewers that well…. Reviewed…. Ya….
Separate note: I answered Garp.Ome.Hollow's question through PM but wanted to answer it on the A.N. just to make sure he got the message. Naruto is Ten at the moment as I stated (I hope I did at least) at the beginning of chp 1. I also made it so reviews don't have to be signed. Thank you for the review and I hope you continue to do so.
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Light, the initiator of all hope in the world. It was also the one thing that Naruto Uzumaki resented at the moment. It had awakened him from his peaceful slumber which he had indulged in since the moment he had reached his bed the night prior. He turned his head enough to see the lone clock on the far side wall of his beat down bed room. It was about six in the morning, 'son of a bitch…'was the one angered thought of Uzumaki Naruto as he slipped out of bed and initiated his morning routine. Naruto first walked down the hallway of his small, physically mistreated apartment building towards the only linen closet he owned. Once he had reached his destination, he grabbed a towel and headed to the shower.
The warm water was a great way to rejuvenate the body as well as gather his thoughts about today's agenda. After his morning custom, Naruto opted to go down to the same ninja store that he had visited last night and finish his 'shopping'. Even though he didn't want to deal with the shop keeper, he knew that he could take him down again if he became too much of a nuisance. He was just hoping that the ANBU hadn't caught whiff of his latest 'encounter' or he would be executed on the spot. As Naruto finished his thoughts about the day's schedule, he reached down to turn off the water that had brought him so much pleasure over the last few minutes.
He rapped his towel around his waist as he exited the bathroom towards the kitchen. Naruto grabbed, and quickly devoured an apple that he had managed to buy along with many other needed supplies at a department store on the way home from his 'battle' with the contemptible shop owner. After his 'meal' he walked back down the hall and into his room where he had stored his new clothes and equipment. He walked straight towards his small closet and picked out a black shirt and a black pair of pants as well as his wicked looking black and white cloak. He threw on his clothes and after a quick adjustment to his shirt he examined himself in his decrepit dresser mirror.
He had to admit that he looked like the perfect killer, both in terms of women and in the literal sense. Even if he was ten he knew that the whole of the female population of Konoha would be after him. After breaking away from his previous thoughts, Naruto put on his new black ninja sandals, rapped the bandages around the ankle and up to the bottom of the knee (imagine Kakashi's ninja pants), and walked out the door. He locked his door and proceeded to jump off the railing and onto the first floor of the apartment complex. Naruto took a deep breath, and started towards the main shopping district of Konoha. It wasn't long before he had reached the exact shop that he had visited the night before. One thing that he noted with extreme contentment was the damage he was able to deal to the damned shop owner who had insulted his very soul. The man was indeed there, he was just completely unconscious with his face still mashed into the counter top.
He examined the table more clearly and almost visibly chuckled at the fact that the entire front side of the table was covered in blood and a slight coating of flesh. The man would indeed live but he would be in immense pain for a long while. He also knew that because of the carnage Naruto would be able to score the 'five finger discount' on whatever he so desired. Knowing this, Naruto wasted no time and immediately made his way to the weapons department. He had caught a glimpse of this item yesterday but didn't have the time to research it because of his urgency to get away quickly.
Naruto didn't need to walk far before he had found the most beautiful material item he had ever seen. A small glint formed within his crimson eyes as he walked closer and picked up the hefty item. It was a large cleaver that was taller than he was (imagine the length of the samehada or zabuza's sword). The handle was made from solid stainless steel along with the actual blade. There were kanji for strength, darkness, and death adorning the left side of the dark, coal black handle. The blade was the average silver, except for the inch thick curved black line that ran down the edge of the blade and seemed to seep into the handle. The backside of the cutting edge, as well as the handle was about two and a half inches thick, while the blade edging was as thin and sharp as a razor. Of course the blade thinned gradually and seemed to just call out to Naruto as he examined it. Naruto picked it up and was even more impressed at the workmanship that the blacksmith who had made it must have applied. Naruto picked up a blank scroll and used his knowledge from one of his newly acquired training manuals to seal the blade into the spool. He then proceeded to place the scroll into his thigh pouch where his excess kunai and shuriken resided.
After finding his way out of the bewilderment created by the sword, he was thrown back into another as he gazed upon something of equal supremacy. It was a black gauntlet with steel metal plates adorning the pinnacle of the glove. It was for the left hand, to make sure not to interfere with the wielding of the main weapon. The thing that made this weapon so special was the medium sized dagger that would burst out of the bottom if the hand was maneuvered in a specific fashion. It was made with top quality leather and was guaranteed to last a long term of battle. Naruto slipped it on and tried ejecting the blade a few times and making the necessary hand motions for it to slide back into the slot. It was perfect for assassinations. Naruto then grabbed a customary fingerless metal plated glove and slipped it on his other hand, so that his off hand would be protected, no matter how little the protection was. Naruto then proceeded to pick up the other necessary equipment that he either forgot, or didn't have the time to get the day before. After getting the supplies Naruto headed towards the training grounds; to test out his new best friends (not literally).
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Well that's all for now. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and continue to read the fic. As for the gauntlet imagine assassin's creed (disclaimer: don't own assassin's creed).
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