[Naruto Fanfic] 'neesan part 2
So, I've been slowly hacking out a Naruto fanfic on TFF. I know I'm a hack writer... but 'eh.
I'm not making a killing from the Sasuke or the Sasuke : Sharingen manga, anime or even games. So characters like Naruto don't belong to me. They belong to Kishimoto.
There is a cross-over element, but I'm sure that Naoko Takeuchi of Bishōjo Senshi Sērā Mūn fame will forgive me. Well... I'm fairly certain.
In any event, on with the show....
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'neesan
Part 2
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Pita.
Pita.
Pita.
Pita.
The small pebbles on the road clattered as Naruto ran.
Arms stretched out to the sides, he was a falcon circling the skies.
His prey were a small line of ducks.
Admitedly, Rakka-san wouldn't like being thought of a duck.
And the others wouldn't like being thought of as baby ducks.
But they were moving so slow.
And in a straight line too.
Little ducklings quacking as they waddled from their nest, its grey walls standing tall, its height bound by brown tatched roof.
The skies was blue, dotted with white puffy clouds that hung motionless like the clothes on the bamboo poles. The light breeze was, perhaps, just enough to keep people from becoming sticky with sweat.
The sun hung high above, unblinking.
A golden ryou that shone with the light and heat of Amaterasu-ômikami as she gazed down upon the world.
The trees to the side of the road offering precious shade, but Rakka-san had told them not to run amongst the trees.
And so, Naruto screeched like a mock-falcon as he wheeled around the others, his golden hair waving in the breeze, a reflection of Amaterasu's glory above.
***
With its cacophony of voices as house-wives and shoppers wandered the market and bargained with merchants and storekeepers, the market was certainly crowded.
Far too crowded for Naruto's taste. But he had been brought along with some of the others by Rakka-san to help carry home the things for food.
It wasn't the first that Naruto had been to the market, and it was just as busy as ever.
Admitedly, as he stayed behind Rakka-san with the others, it was however the first time that he caught the scent of something familiar here.
At least familiar to him, hidden and mixed amongst the scents of living fish, fresh and bloody meat and plants, cooked food and the scent of grown-ups.
Even if he wasn't expecting to smell it here and not in the forest.
He would always remember the smokey scent of flowers, fire and blood. It was one of the nice ladies.
The ones who played with him at night, when he went out to the parks and forests. And gave him snacks... some times.
Amongst the grown ups in the market, it was easy to miss her. Since she wasn't wearing her mask or the black uniform and green vest. And had on a dress like the other house-wife grown-ups.
But his nose had never lied to him. Yet.
"Doggy-san!"
A pair of midnight black eyes blinked with bemused puzzlement at sky blue eyes, which blinked back in surprise.
"Anou-sa, Doggy-san... your eyes, they're not red with those swirlly black things." Beside him, Rakka looked with horror at who Naruto was addressing as 'Doggy-san', the lit cigarette slipping out of her mouth.
"Uchiha-san, I must appologize for Naruto here," Naruto turned to look at Rakka-san as she bowed low to Doggy-san before she turned to glare at him as if telling him to appologize. "He is still young, please forgive him his rudeness."
A frown slowly formed on his face as Rakka continued to give him the angry look. She was Doggy-san, right? That was, after all, what she had told him to call her. And she wore that doggy mask.
A gentle laugh, it sounded exactly the same when she gave him the sweetmeat on a stick, accompanied by a gentle hand that rustled the hair on his head made him look up from where he had been staring at the ground.
The fragrance of flowers, blood and fire grew strong as she bent over to rustle his hair. "It's fine. Ne, Naruto... when I'm not wearing my mask, you'll have to call me Uchiha-san and not Doggy-san."
"Kay... but why?" He tilted his head to look at her face.
"Well, Naruto. When I'm wearing my mask, I'm on duty protecting Konoha and the people who are important to me," Her crimson lips slowly curved upwards. "But I can't do my job properly if people know that it's me under the mask. It's the same with the rest of the ANBU, the people who wear the masks."
"Oh... I think I want to be like you, Uchiha-neesan," Naruto beamed at the older female. "I want to be able to protect everyone that's important to me."
"Well, you're six this year, right?" At Naruto's nod, she continued on. "Then, you'll be going to the ninja academy. Because that's what I am, a ninja."
Naruto's statement of "Yeah, I'll be the bestest ninja ever." brought another laugh from the older lady who stood up once more, before she walked away with a smile and shake of her head.
***
"Jii-san! Jii-jii-san!" The cries of children calling that out as they swamped him brought a smile to the Hokage's face.
It was rare for him to visit the orphanage, but he did do so occassionally. A task that he scheduled at least once a month, after all the children in Old Home were his wards.
His responsibility.
"Jiji! I'm going to be a ninja!" The hokage blinked as several of the older children declared their intent to join the hidden village's military.
"Oh ho? Is that so?" His reply was with a smile of an old man who was listening to his grandchildren tell him what they wanted to be when they grew up. Not that it was inaccurate.
"Yeah! I'm wanna walk on walls!" "I wanna be breath fire!" "I wanna change shapes!" One by one, the children shouted out what they wanted to do.
"I wanna be like doggy-san and the other anbu-neesan!" Naruto's shout brought a raised eyebrow from the Hokage.
"And why do you want to be in the ANBU, Naruto?" The elderly nin had a look of interest on his face now. Children didn't usually want to be ANBU or even knew what ANBU were.
"I'm going to be the bestest ninja ever and protect everyone. That's what the ANBU do. I wanna do that," The honest look on Naruto's face as he said that reflected the looks the Sandaime had seen on other nin.
"That's good, Naruto. If you can remember that and are willing to work towards that. I'm sure you'll be able to join the ANBU one day," A fine ambition that, wanting to protect one's precious people.
***
To be continued
I'm not making a killing from the Sasuke or the Sasuke : Sharingen manga, anime or even games. So characters like Naruto don't belong to me. They belong to Kishimoto.
There is a cross-over element, but I'm sure that Naoko Takeuchi of Bishōjo Senshi Sērā Mūn fame will forgive me. Well... I'm fairly certain.
In any event, on with the show....
***
'neesan
Part 2
***
Pita.
Pita.
Pita.
Pita.
The small pebbles on the road clattered as Naruto ran.
Arms stretched out to the sides, he was a falcon circling the skies.
His prey were a small line of ducks.
Admitedly, Rakka-san wouldn't like being thought of a duck.
And the others wouldn't like being thought of as baby ducks.
But they were moving so slow.
And in a straight line too.
Little ducklings quacking as they waddled from their nest, its grey walls standing tall, its height bound by brown tatched roof.
The skies was blue, dotted with white puffy clouds that hung motionless like the clothes on the bamboo poles. The light breeze was, perhaps, just enough to keep people from becoming sticky with sweat.
The sun hung high above, unblinking.
A golden ryou that shone with the light and heat of Amaterasu-ômikami as she gazed down upon the world.
The trees to the side of the road offering precious shade, but Rakka-san had told them not to run amongst the trees.
And so, Naruto screeched like a mock-falcon as he wheeled around the others, his golden hair waving in the breeze, a reflection of Amaterasu's glory above.
***
With its cacophony of voices as house-wives and shoppers wandered the market and bargained with merchants and storekeepers, the market was certainly crowded.
Far too crowded for Naruto's taste. But he had been brought along with some of the others by Rakka-san to help carry home the things for food.
It wasn't the first that Naruto had been to the market, and it was just as busy as ever.
Admitedly, as he stayed behind Rakka-san with the others, it was however the first time that he caught the scent of something familiar here.
At least familiar to him, hidden and mixed amongst the scents of living fish, fresh and bloody meat and plants, cooked food and the scent of grown-ups.
Even if he wasn't expecting to smell it here and not in the forest.
He would always remember the smokey scent of flowers, fire and blood. It was one of the nice ladies.
The ones who played with him at night, when he went out to the parks and forests. And gave him snacks... some times.
Amongst the grown ups in the market, it was easy to miss her. Since she wasn't wearing her mask or the black uniform and green vest. And had on a dress like the other house-wife grown-ups.
But his nose had never lied to him. Yet.
"Doggy-san!"
A pair of midnight black eyes blinked with bemused puzzlement at sky blue eyes, which blinked back in surprise.
"Anou-sa, Doggy-san... your eyes, they're not red with those swirlly black things." Beside him, Rakka looked with horror at who Naruto was addressing as 'Doggy-san', the lit cigarette slipping out of her mouth.
"Uchiha-san, I must appologize for Naruto here," Naruto turned to look at Rakka-san as she bowed low to Doggy-san before she turned to glare at him as if telling him to appologize. "He is still young, please forgive him his rudeness."
A frown slowly formed on his face as Rakka continued to give him the angry look. She was Doggy-san, right? That was, after all, what she had told him to call her. And she wore that doggy mask.
A gentle laugh, it sounded exactly the same when she gave him the sweetmeat on a stick, accompanied by a gentle hand that rustled the hair on his head made him look up from where he had been staring at the ground.
The fragrance of flowers, blood and fire grew strong as she bent over to rustle his hair. "It's fine. Ne, Naruto... when I'm not wearing my mask, you'll have to call me Uchiha-san and not Doggy-san."
"Kay... but why?" He tilted his head to look at her face.
"Well, Naruto. When I'm wearing my mask, I'm on duty protecting Konoha and the people who are important to me," Her crimson lips slowly curved upwards. "But I can't do my job properly if people know that it's me under the mask. It's the same with the rest of the ANBU, the people who wear the masks."
"Oh... I think I want to be like you, Uchiha-neesan," Naruto beamed at the older female. "I want to be able to protect everyone that's important to me."
"Well, you're six this year, right?" At Naruto's nod, she continued on. "Then, you'll be going to the ninja academy. Because that's what I am, a ninja."
Naruto's statement of "Yeah, I'll be the bestest ninja ever." brought another laugh from the older lady who stood up once more, before she walked away with a smile and shake of her head.
***
"Jii-san! Jii-jii-san!" The cries of children calling that out as they swamped him brought a smile to the Hokage's face.
It was rare for him to visit the orphanage, but he did do so occassionally. A task that he scheduled at least once a month, after all the children in Old Home were his wards.
His responsibility.
"Jiji! I'm going to be a ninja!" The hokage blinked as several of the older children declared their intent to join the hidden village's military.
"Oh ho? Is that so?" His reply was with a smile of an old man who was listening to his grandchildren tell him what they wanted to be when they grew up. Not that it was inaccurate.
"Yeah! I'm wanna walk on walls!" "I wanna be breath fire!" "I wanna change shapes!" One by one, the children shouted out what they wanted to do.
"I wanna be like doggy-san and the other anbu-neesan!" Naruto's shout brought a raised eyebrow from the Hokage.
"And why do you want to be in the ANBU, Naruto?" The elderly nin had a look of interest on his face now. Children didn't usually want to be ANBU or even knew what ANBU were.
"I'm going to be the bestest ninja ever and protect everyone. That's what the ANBU do. I wanna do that," The honest look on Naruto's face as he said that reflected the looks the Sandaime had seen on other nin.
"That's good, Naruto. If you can remember that and are willing to work towards that. I'm sure you'll be able to join the ANBU one day," A fine ambition that, wanting to protect one's precious people.
***
To be continued