Bend and kiss and bend and shake
like bending-kiss was wedding cake
was under gaze on under you
that Wonder Girl was watching too.
Name: Uzumaki Naruto
Age: Nineteen.
Portrayed By: Ruki of The GazettE.
Gang: Konohagumi.
Tattoo: Stomach; a spiraling Konohagumi leaf with ink shrapnel spreading out from it. It somewhat resembles a sun. (The whole thing is actually made up of the text from a Japanese fairytale titled "The Grateful Foxes".)
History:It really all started with an attempted kidnapping. That’s how it really all started. Sure, Naruto was already in the gang then, but it all really started when he was opening the door and two men in suits were standing there, guns underneath their clothing and hair parted strangely. It really all started with the reflection of two strangers in the pools of ocean water that Naruto calls eyes. It all started with his name.
”Hello there, Naruto-kun.”
Naruto was born to unknown parents in an unknown Tokyo district at an unknown hour of the morning. He was an abandonment case within hours of taking his first breath; he was a crier and a loud one, which is one of the reasons the social service employees got there so fast to remove him from the arms of a befuddled-looking nurse who had been saddled with him ever since his mother, an unidentified redhead, had disappeared after bringing him in. From that moment onward he was a troublemaking product of the system, always causing a ruckus, always getting into fights, and always always making noise. He was so violent and such a bad temper that he often had to be removed from foster homes because he would beat his potential brothers and sisters into hospital-bill inducing states. The excuses were always the same.
”They aren’t my family. They aren’t my family.”
It drove his social workers crazy.
And then, when it finally got to be too much to handle, Naruto ran away from the system and ran straight into trouble, straight into Jiraiya, and straight into the Konohagumi. It took time and convincing, but the old man was quick to take a liking to the cheeky blond with his vulgar tongue and big dreams, as the majority of people are, and within weeks, Naruto had made a home with him.
But then, word got out about Naruto’s existence and preexisting heritage - word got out to the Oto and the Akatsuki as to just who his father was, something Naruto does not know to this day. Word got out about how Naruto was the spitting image of a man who had died twelve years prior, how Naruto was like a personality carbon-copy of a woman that man was rumored to have knocked up about nine months before the day of his death.
And word got out that Jiraiya and Tsunade of the Konohagumi had taken an unprecedented liking to him.
Which was the reason Naruto awoke alone in Jiraiya's house one day to find Uchiha Itachi (wanted for forty-eight counts of murder in the first, three counts of manslaughter, two counts of arson, seven counts of burglary and seven counts of drug dealing) and Hoshigaki Kisame (wanted for three counts of robbery-homicide, sixteen counts of murder, fourteen counts of manslaughter, and two-hundred-and-eighty-seven counts of assault) on his doorstep.
He got away. (Not easily, but he did.)
But then he was in for good.
And he had found his family.
He kept close the people he had grafted on as new ventricles - they were not countless, but they were far more numerous than most people can say their circle of friends are. It was amazing, Naruto's near-superhumanly natural abilities to easily befriend people, sometimes without ever really saying all that much. The connections he made were long-lasting and sincere, almost strangely so, but he expanded his reach with a gaudy sort of charisma.
And then he met Sasuke.
It really all started with a shot in the chest.
That was how it really all started.