Part: 1
Naruto was walking back from the Hokage tower after their chat. He was both happy, and invariably pissed off. His father had sealed a curse in him and abandoned him. Sometimes he even wondered whether becoming a shinobi was a good idea.
Well, to late for that he had just been promoted to chuunin, for defending Konoha against Shukaku and retrieving the Uchiha deserter and bringing him back for trial.
"Naruto your father was the Yondaime, Minato Namikaze."
Naruto kicked a rock as hard as he could sending it flying into a puddle. As if Kami himself were crying tears of pity a torrential rain poured down soaking him. Water logged his boots and felt cold against his bare arms.
"He left you all of his possessions."
He turned a corner walking into downtown Konoha. He stopped by the restaurant called Ichiraku Ramen, a fine establishment that was one of the few to allow him to reside. Even Ayame and her bubbly attitude could cheer him up now.
He and your mother loved you very much.
He raised his hand to signal for his customary order of five miso's, which was met by a smile with Ayame.
"Who was my mother?"
He slurped vigorously at the noodles. Letting the steaming hot water splatter across his vest.
"Your mothers name, was Uzumaki Kushina, the Whirlpool Princess."
He payed throwing a crumpled up bill on the counter and waved goodbye. He had to meet TenTen for their daily practice. During the month of practice they had he had met her seething from an embarrassing practice from Neji. She needed someone to vent her anger to, unfortunately, Naruto was the only one around.
Again, he seethed, why did his father leave him like this, and why did his mother have to die. It was at this moment that a particular villager made his last mistake.
"Hey demon, you crushed my..."
"My people are getting rather frisky recently. There have been more people in the past weak breaking the law, too my face no less, than in my entire life." Naruto grabbed the man by the back of his shirt and threw him straight up in the air. He landed face first about five feet away. He wasn't dead but one of his vertebrae had been smashed paralyzing the man from the neck down. He would be however if nobody helped him since he was face down in a puddle.
Never mess with a pissed of demon, especially one that has gotten past his first kill.
The Higarashi smithery was a very impressive building. It was the standard wooden and metal hybrid that most of the Konoha buildings consisted of but it was much larger than any of the other shops. When he walked in he noticed all of the weapons that they had in stock. No matter how many times he came they seemed to be at full stock. The entire back room was full of more customized and powerful weapons as well as the forge. TenTen walked out of the back wearing a leather smock. Her face was covered in soot and her face was indignant.
"Sorry Naruto-kun, I can't train today, Moms a slave driver, says she wants me to know how to properly make kunai. Some shit about the last batch having to much slag and the customers complaining."
"Okay see ya." He was not in a mood for a long drawn out conversation. He turned around and left, missing the expression on TenTen's Face.
'I feel tired already. I haven't even checked out the Namikaze compound. The sorry bastard least' had the common decency to leave me something.' He looked up at the monument when he walked, most specifically at the head he always sat on. He raised his middle finger and shook his head holding back tears.
"You bastard, I'll take all of what you left me to become stronger. I will become stronger. For you and Mother." He muttered under his breath. He continued walking down the street.
"FUCK YOU DEMON LOVERS." A chuunin drove his tanto in between the eyes of Teuchi killing him instantly. He then grabbed Ayame and pushed her down to the floor ripping her shirt open. He laughed wildly hearing the sobbing screams of the girl. "YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN TO SERVE HIM. NOW YOU'LL PAY THE PRICE!"
Skipping the witty banter Naruto ran as fast as he could, pulsating demonic chakra. His eyes were glowing violently, as to pierce the man's very soul with sheer rage. He dropped the metal tip of his boot into the side of the mans face. Sending him sprawling.
"Fuck, what are you."
"I am your own personal Shinigami, see you in hell, and have a nice day!" He knocked the man out with a slap to the temple and took him to a back alley. Where he took two kunai and crucified the man, while pulsating his youkai into the weapons cauterizing the wounds so they couldn't bleed. He took out another kunai and sliced a thin line down the mans gut, should he be disturbed his entrails would spill out. But until then he would be very alive and in pain.
He walked over to Ayame who was crying, she looked scared, no, terrified. He covered her by pulling her shirt together and flinging her over his shoulder.
"I'm going to get the Hokage, we're going to set a few things straight. Everything will be all right as long as your with me.
Naruto was walking back from the Hokage tower after their chat. He was both happy, and invariably pissed off. His father had sealed a curse in him and abandoned him. Sometimes he even wondered whether becoming a shinobi was a good idea.
Well, to late for that he had just been promoted to chuunin, for defending Konoha against Shukaku and retrieving the Uchiha deserter and bringing him back for trial.
"Naruto your father was the Yondaime, Minato Namikaze."
Naruto kicked a rock as hard as he could sending it flying into a puddle. As if Kami himself were crying tears of pity a torrential rain poured down soaking him. Water logged his boots and felt cold against his bare arms.
"He left you all of his possessions."
He turned a corner walking into downtown Konoha. He stopped by the restaurant called Ichiraku Ramen, a fine establishment that was one of the few to allow him to reside. Even Ayame and her bubbly attitude could cheer him up now.
He and your mother loved you very much.
He raised his hand to signal for his customary order of five miso's, which was met by a smile with Ayame.
"Who was my mother?"
He slurped vigorously at the noodles. Letting the steaming hot water splatter across his vest.
"Your mothers name, was Uzumaki Kushina, the Whirlpool Princess."
He payed throwing a crumpled up bill on the counter and waved goodbye. He had to meet TenTen for their daily practice. During the month of practice they had he had met her seething from an embarrassing practice from Neji. She needed someone to vent her anger to, unfortunately, Naruto was the only one around.
Again, he seethed, why did his father leave him like this, and why did his mother have to die. It was at this moment that a particular villager made his last mistake.
"Hey demon, you crushed my..."
"My people are getting rather frisky recently. There have been more people in the past weak breaking the law, too my face no less, than in my entire life." Naruto grabbed the man by the back of his shirt and threw him straight up in the air. He landed face first about five feet away. He wasn't dead but one of his vertebrae had been smashed paralyzing the man from the neck down. He would be however if nobody helped him since he was face down in a puddle.
Never mess with a pissed of demon, especially one that has gotten past his first kill.
The Higarashi smithery was a very impressive building. It was the standard wooden and metal hybrid that most of the Konoha buildings consisted of but it was much larger than any of the other shops. When he walked in he noticed all of the weapons that they had in stock. No matter how many times he came they seemed to be at full stock. The entire back room was full of more customized and powerful weapons as well as the forge. TenTen walked out of the back wearing a leather smock. Her face was covered in soot and her face was indignant.
"Sorry Naruto-kun, I can't train today, Moms a slave driver, says she wants me to know how to properly make kunai. Some shit about the last batch having to much slag and the customers complaining."
"Okay see ya." He was not in a mood for a long drawn out conversation. He turned around and left, missing the expression on TenTen's Face.
'I feel tired already. I haven't even checked out the Namikaze compound. The sorry bastard least' had the common decency to leave me something.' He looked up at the monument when he walked, most specifically at the head he always sat on. He raised his middle finger and shook his head holding back tears.
"You bastard, I'll take all of what you left me to become stronger. I will become stronger. For you and Mother." He muttered under his breath. He continued walking down the street.
"FUCK YOU DEMON LOVERS." A chuunin drove his tanto in between the eyes of Teuchi killing him instantly. He then grabbed Ayame and pushed her down to the floor ripping her shirt open. He laughed wildly hearing the sobbing screams of the girl. "YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN TO SERVE HIM. NOW YOU'LL PAY THE PRICE!"
Skipping the witty banter Naruto ran as fast as he could, pulsating demonic chakra. His eyes were glowing violently, as to pierce the man's very soul with sheer rage. He dropped the metal tip of his boot into the side of the mans face. Sending him sprawling.
"Fuck, what are you."
"I am your own personal Shinigami, see you in hell, and have a nice day!" He knocked the man out with a slap to the temple and took him to a back alley. Where he took two kunai and crucified the man, while pulsating his youkai into the weapons cauterizing the wounds so they couldn't bleed. He took out another kunai and sliced a thin line down the mans gut, should he be disturbed his entrails would spill out. But until then he would be very alive and in pain.
He walked over to Ayame who was crying, she looked scared, no, terrified. He covered her by pulling her shirt together and flinging her over his shoulder.
"I'm going to get the Hokage, we're going to set a few things straight. Everything will be all right as long as your with me.