A/N: Chapter 2! Sorry for the short chapter. I have the next chapter written for the most part, but I had to take some out of this chapter and put it in the beginning of the next one. It made more sense there instead of where it was. Again I know its not right to make you wait so long for such a short chapter, but the next part will be up this week this weekend at the absolute latest. Don't flame. Next chapter the story will take off. First two have been explaining the situation and the next is where things take off. (I may come by at a later time and mesh chapter 1 and 2 into a prologue chapter since the two can easily be put together) Please review.

Chapter 2 Hello brat.

Anko entered the Hokages office in the dead of night. The Hokage had been up all night dealing with situation in his village. He had been bent over reading the damage report when Anko entered.

"Hokage-sama." Anko said standing infront of him.

"Yes Anko-chan? How is he?" The hokage said leaning back and reaching for his pipe

"I assume Neko-chan told you I was following him?"

"Yes that is true. So tell me what do you think of him?"

"It's hard to say. I didn't talk to him long, but that boy knows too much. He knew my nicknames in this village. I wouldn't be surprised if he knew other things."
"He is very good at hiding."

"Guess that's one thing we can thank the villagers for." Anko said spitting on the floor.

"I suppose. Anything else?"

"Yes. He calls himself a demon."

"He was always called that in his life. I'm sure he's come to believe those lies."

"No, it's not like that. It's more like me when I call myself snake bitch."

"You mean he doesn't believe that, but he's just trying to get by?"

"Essentially, yes."

"Now then what should we do about this?" The hokage said more to himself then anyone else.

"I'd have to say you need someone who can relate to his pain, to treat him well and gradually have him begin to open up and have atleast one friend."

"Yes I agree. I think I might have the best person for the job."

"Good." Anko said and made to leave.

"Where are you going? I have a mission for you."

"Huh?"

"Anko Mitarashi you are to go see Naruto Uzumaki in the morning and assist him and help him with his pain."

"I can't do that. Get someone better. Get Kakashi-san, heck get anyone else but me."
"Kakashi-kun wouldn't be the best choice, and no other ninjas know what it is like to be hated. You're the only one who knows. You can help. You've gotten over it haven't you."

"Yes but my methods aren't exactly healthy. You want me to teach him to throw all his cares into training, to get your anger out on traitors, to drink your pain away, and when you cant sleep read porn and masturbate till you pass out from exhaustion?"

"Well maybe not the last 2, but the first one is fine, as is the second. The second, well could you hold back on that one?"

"Hokage-sama, you wouldn't ask this mission of anyone. We have no general idea of a way to do the mission. We have no idea what rank it is, we have no idea just what this mission will involve."

"It'll be D-rank in the books, but I'll be paying you for a S-rank. I realize this mission is vague, but I trust you can do this."
"I can't I have no way to relate to the boy!" Anko shouted

"You both were hated by the village."

"Oh yes what a way to start a friendship! 'Omg people hate you too? We should be friends! YAY!" Anko yelled mockingly

"Anko Mitarashi! You know that what I say goes, you are taking this mission, and you have no way to say no."

"I can hurt the boy."

"But you won't. You wouldn't dare cause someone the pain you've felt before. You can cuss me out all you wish, but when it comes down to it tomorrow morning you will be at his apartment. You can choose just how tired you will be."

Anko tried her best to argue, but realized she really had no chance so with a final shout of:

"Fuck" She left.

With a sigh the Hokage looked down to his cabinet and pulled out a small letter. Reading it once again as he had many times before he thought to himself:

'Should I ask Anko-chan to deliver this to him? I could remove the end where his father signed it and give it to him at a later time.