Chapter 3. Birth of a detective.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, Sasuke wouldn't be such a moron…
What can I say about last years before graduation from the Ninja academy? The butterfly effect is a bitch for my brains. First, Sasuke Uchiha was not the only one who survived the Uchiha Massacre. There are about 20 other children, mostly at the age of 2 or 3, and about 3 elders who are living and kicking. And our Sasuke is the clan head now. Well, there are bad and good things about this situation. Bad thing- there are a lot of potential Root members. "Thank you", shiny Sharigans. The Third tries to look after them, they are guarded by the ANBU 24 hours 7 days in a week, but we all know Danzou… Well, good thing, Sasuke is not as broody as he could be, now that he had somebody to take care of. He is more opened to people around, has friends (everyone from Konoha 9) and doesn't have this stick up his ass… too much. Well, that means he would be easier to deal later.
Naruto wasn't Dead Last anymore. Of course thanks to some moronic chunin instructors he wasn't the best in the class, but at least now he knew the theory, basics, was one of the best in taijutsu, and ninjutsu… But he couldn't make that fucking bunshin still… sometimes having much chakra sucked. Because of this flaw he still couldn't pass his exams. Worst for me- I couldn't help him at all. I couldn't leak him any knowledge about Shadow Clones Technique- his mind was not ready yet. He needed to know about me inside him first. Damn Kami and his rules… Well that also meant we could peak in the forbidden scroll later.
Everything went really well, actually, until an interesting thing happened one day…
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One sudden interesting day…
Naruto was training. By punching a tree. Naruto was persistent. Poor tree…
Punch, block, strike, roll, another strike… He was always in motion, never standing at the same place. Splinters were lying around. Huh, the kit grew strong, really strong. He knew how to strike, where to strike and when. He absorbed some of my human knowledge like a sponge. But suddenly…
"There he is! The demon brat!"
Oh, great, just great… let's see… There are around 20 people… 7 of them are ninjas. Rank-chunin…
The others are civilians. Very angry civilians. Damn it! Naruto lived without any beatings for almost 5 years. Why now!? Where are ANBU when you need them? If I will be out I'm definitely going to train the hell out of them myself. Oh, they will suffer , ku-ku-ku-ku… Ahem, moving on…
"Get him!"- The mob roared. Naruto had to run. You know, the stories, when Naruto outran experienced ninjas were … true, always. So it was not a surprise when he lost his attackers. But still, he wondered about the reason of the attack. He wasn't attacked since his early childhood, why did it happen the moment before, after so many years? At that moment he didn't know that he was under constant surveillance from an ANBU wearing the dog mask. Sometimes he was watched by a certain white-haired Sannin. These two people, following the aspects of stealth, information gathering and assassination (and porn) were real life saviors for Naruto. They stopped the mobs, before they could be formed, made sure that the boy would always be safe and well, as much as it was possible for a jinchuriki. How did I know? Well, I could feel their emotions and chakra even from the seal. Jiraiya felt like toads while Kakashi felt and smelled like a dog and books, so you do the math.
After the villagers started to leave, Naruto decided to follow them. He already knew how to mask his chakra. Pranking ANBU corps on nearly daily basis had some perks (plus a little help from yours truly). He followed the chunin to an almost destroyed store. Naruto listened to their words.
"I can't believe the demon got away after he robbed the shop and killed the owner. I mean why didn't we call an ANBU operative?"-one of them asked.
"And receive what? These masked freaks care for this little bastard too much. He will be protected. No, we are lucky there are no ANBU nearby so we can kill the brat when we find him".
Naruto couldn't believe his ears. He was accused of murder. Personally, me too. How was it possible? He was only a child! Then I felt Naruto's emotions, they were varied. Anger, confusion, pain… But there were also anxiety, interest and something akin to desire… But desire for what? I couldn't tell. Than the realization hit me in the face-it was the case.
Sometimes a policeman, a detective or a lawyer finds a case or a crime which he needs to solve. And he would stop at nothing I've been through that, and sometimes it's not pretty. The person becomes obsessive, he forgets about his normal life. And Naruto was totally consumed. Yep, detective mode all right.
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In the end it wasn't hard for Naruto at all. The case was simple. Let's face it. People in general are stupid. Really stupid. Though it wasn't a surprise actually that Naruto was framed, and framed poorly, I must say. I mean, come on, the owner of the shop was almost ripped apart, there was no way an 11 year old boy could do it. Civilians argued that Naruto could do it because he was a demon, to which the ANBUs who appeared soon countered that they didn't feel any demonic chakra. Everybody remembered my attack eleven years ago, so they knew how my chakra felt, they knew I would be unable to mask it, or so they thought… but anyway, this is a deal of a future. The funniest part was when Naruto pointed out himself that the body was not ripped-it was sliced apart. By what you may ask? As Naruto observed under the ANBU's gaze the wounds were clean, but too thin for a sword, so that meant something like a ninja wire. That shocked everybody around him. And it also made me laugh my ass off.
I was proud of the kit. Not every experienced investigator could point something like that, and then an 11 year old boy comes out and shows that he's much smarter than everybody around. Ha!
Now to clear some things out. Naruto knew that he was considered demon because he was born on October 10th and because of his whiskers. What he didn't know at the time was that I have been sealed inside his stomach by the Fourth Hokage. But that ignorance couldn't last for long.
The kid had a great future in front of him, and I was willing to it all to help him. Unfortunately Naruto was unable to find the killer that day, but that was not the end. Almost a year later…
Author's note: All those people who've been waiting for this long update-I'm sorry. There was an accident and I got in a hospital. First issue- I burnt my hands really bad and broke my leg in two places at the same time. There were several operations but I'm all right now more or less. Second issue I wanted to address- I was able to post a chapter of my Final Fantasy story thanks to my mother. And I also asked her to type some reviews for me when she was in hospital helping me. Third issue- now that my arms are 100 percent I'll try to update more frequently. But I'm still in hospital and I still got some health issues. So I hope you are not angry with me. So pm me if you have any questions. And please review-I really need your opinion.
Next chapter- Exams.