AN update!!!!! Ahahaha!
He snarled as he spotted the demon child- watching with stupid confusion as parents came to escort their children away to homes with warming hearths and welcoming arms. He hated having to put up with the blonde, having to smile and help him with assignments he couldn't really do because he was stupid and never had his supplies (Mizuki also liked to ignore the fact that Uzumaki had never been taught properly and that the other children liked to steal his school supplies- it was better that way. He needed some way to vent his frustration in dealing with the kyuubi brat, and recalling how it was so easy to push him around and discipline him for the resulting ineptitude was very satisfying).
This monster had been a stupid and useless demon brat.
Mizuki hadn't seen any other way to put up with him and still maintain his carefully constructed persona of a kind academy instructor; of someone not planning to bail on his village loyalties at the first opportunity for greatness, someone not jealous of his coworker and waiting for the next chance to trip him up, someone not gladly disobeying the heart of many Konohagakure laws.
Mizuki watched the boy persevere, get up and walk again after every time he fell (by accident or someone's own design, the child cared not- he never accused or raised fingers or gave any other telling signs that he knew others were out to ruin him).
This monster maybe was powerful enough to survive.
Mizuki sneered as he watched the boy run a merry chase around Konoha, escaping from the teachers that were after him for another prank. The blonde displayed adeptness for speed and obstacles - for parkour - and showed cunning as he hid quietly and used their expectations and traps to his own advantage.
This monster would be a great tool.
Mizuki gaped as the bunshins- the kage bunshins – appeared around him. He practically felt their taunts as his bones impacted and cracked, felt the determination and perseverance of the blonde who had sent out with a 'training scroll' so he could wear himself out and present an easier target, felt his despair as he realized all his careful observance and diligent planning hadn't come to fruition. He was defeated.
Now the monster had bested him; had gained acceptance in Konohagakure.
Mizuki closed his swollen eyes, wheezing for breaths and mere feet away from the scroll that would have been his ticket to power and prestige and freedom from the constraints of the village. And the boy was his sensei's hero, the one who had overcome ill tricks and plans to rescue his adored teacher and the illustrious forbidden scroll– the scroll that now damned him; traitor, defector, turncoat…criminal.
Now the monster was him.
…..Annoying AN: Sorry for the wait! Yes, I did fall off the face of the earth, but the landing was quite soft and the only reason it took so bloody long was because, really, the drop was extensive and I had to free climb all the way up! GAH! But this is one of the two shots that I had time to think about finishing during the extensive work out- so expect another shot; Konohamaru: Coming soon to a story near you.
PON: Parkour is awesome and fun. So is Tricking. Don't confuse the two with each other or free climbing, street stunting, and buildering. Look up the amazing things Naruto could do as a traceur (male who practices parkour) - it really looks like something he would be interested in since he couldn't afford fancy equipment or training (that and acrobatics, someone should make him a trapeze artists in a story about a carnival- they have the same stigma as gypsies so Naruto would fit well into that story line ne?).