Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Am I a monster ❯ chapter 1: a dead-last prankster! ( Chapter 1 )

“Speaking”

`Thinking'

“Kyubi speaking”

`Kyubi thinking'

 

 

AM I A MONSTER?

 

Chapter One: A Dead-last prankster!

 

Konohagakure was not as prestigious as in the past. Tragic events had occurred twelve years ago, letting behind broken families; orphans; a harmless army of shinobis, and a pang of sadness in each one's heart at the memories of the past. The Yondaime had sacrificed his own life for the survival of Konoha. The villagers were fond of him. They said he was the youngest but greatest hokage ever!

 

The Sandaime, after the lost of many precious citizens, was, once again, the leader of his homeland. He had kept the town in good shape, almost everything has been kept under control; the only thing that saddened him was the last wish of his predecessor: the life of the vessel of the Kyubi no Yoko. The memento of the night of October 10, twelve years ago, was fresh in his mind.

 

- Flash-back -

 

Sarutobi ran down the hall. He slammed the door and gave a hopeless glance. After eight laborious hours of war, the fox hadn't stepped back one time.

“Arashi, you have to do something!”

The Yondaime laid there, a sleepy newborn in his arms. His bangs were hiding his guilty eyes. He knew, somehow, he would regret his decision, but now, he had given up his hope.

 

“Sarutobi-sempai, I want you to take care of Konoha. I will do it!

-Gaki, we will find another way, said Jiraiya, the toad sanin.

-Sensei, there is none other way. It's our last chance. I can't waste it.

-You will loose your life and curse his.

-Arashi, don't do something stupid! The Third pleaded.

-It's my duty.' He sighted `I want you to see him as a hero. It's our duty, because I'm the hokage and he will surpass me. I have faith in him. I want Konoha to do so too. I was proud to be your student, Jiraiya-sensei.

- Non, I'm the one supposed to say that, and I am so since your fist grin after a training. Can I take a look at him?”

 

The sennin observed the sleeping form. The little boy was very calm, unaware of the fact that his life would be torn apart. He stiffened a bit, cracked open his brightly blue eyes. He yawned two times and pressed himself further against the chest of the hokage. Everybody in the room flashed a smile.

 

Arashi stepped out of the hospital, holding the vessel-to-be. Once outside of the city he summoned a last time Gamabuta. Before he jumped on his head. He gently kissed the forehead of the baby, whispering how much he would have wanted to see him grow up. He put the boy in the arms of his former teacher. “You will become a legend, Uzumaki Naruto!” he shouted while he stood on the giant frog. Suddenly, they heard someone screamed “Arashi-sensei! Arashi-sensei!” A silver haired ninja ran towards them. His hitai-ate covered his left eye. He was wounded, blood covering him. He almost didn't stand.

 

“Arashi-sensei, don't leave me alone.

-Kakashi, you're an ANBU now, you're strong, you can do it, and you will do it. You will be a fine man. I will teach you my last lesson, the most important point about the shinobi's art: we are more than just weapon; we learn how to fight to protect our precious. Everyone who dies for this purpose should be hokage because it's his duty to protect Konoha.”

 

For the last time he ruffled the hair of his student and offered one last grin before he encountered the demon.

After a hard fight, several wounds and angry shouts, the fox was defeated. The last of the Kazama collapsed on the ground, suffering from exhaustion of charka. Gamabuta poofed away. All ran to the man. He died a real smile on his lips at the sight of Naruto.

 

-End flash-back-

 

Yes, the Yondaime had been a fool to think that Konoha would treat Naruto like a hero. In fact, it was more disastrous than what Sarutobi himself anticipated. The S-class secret about the fact that Naruto was the vessel had been broken. Everyone in the town, from the younger to the older ones, saw him as a demon, as the reincarnation of the bloodthirsty fox. Women and children avoided him like the plague. Men beat him up when they were sufficiently drunk not to fear an attack that never came. By some miracles and tactical twists of arms, the jiinchiruken had been able to attempt the Academy.

 

You would think that after twelve years of hell, Naruto would be a crybaby or an avenger. Truthfully, neither one nor the other. He was a happy-good-lucky prankster. At the most unpredictable moment, you could fall in one of his original traps. Once, he had taken aback the ANBU captain who chased a whole week for revenge.

 

Two years ago, Morino Ibiki thanked him for one of his scariest traps. While the interrogator attempted to scare a spy, the prisoner had accidentally activated it; he nearly urinated on himself. Once he recalled his voice, he had revealed all the information and more than Ibiki wanted to know.

 

Nobody takes Naruto seriously because of his pathetic, almost non-existent, scores in class. How can you expect from a boy who had managed to learn how to read and to write by himself, to answer a question that most of the jounin couldn't resolve? However, if the ninjas had looked under the underneath, they would have found a genius. His Sexy no justu was a powerful weapon, the hokage himself could not stand a chance against the devastating blow each time he used it against perverts, and God knows that Konoha was full of perverts. You just had to look at the trade register of the bookstore about the sold of Icha Icha books. It has freaked out Naruto who can't stand perverted acts.

 

Last year, the teacher left with a break down. He hadn't been able to endure the frequent skipping class of Shikamaru, Chouji, Kiba and surprisingly along them Naruto. They were three of the few people who could stay near him without freaking out; Chôji, because Naruto had never laugh at him about his appearance; Shikamaru, because he thought it's too troublesome to run away and also because of some odd reasons, he's his best rival in shougi; Kiba, for his part, found him to be an enjoy person, also Akamaru liked him. They had sown one's wild oats.

 

Since that day, it was Umino Iruka's duty to teach this bunch of brats, as he likes to say. He was fair even towards Naruto. Except for the fact that he liked to give surprise controls, which mysteriously had always been about the bunshin. I wasn't his choice to impose these; it was the council's choice to keep him in check. They never wanted to see the fox brat graduate.

 

Iruka-sensei liked Naruto liked a son or a little brother who could be a pain in the ass sometimes. They really got along at the Ichiraku's stand. Iruka, seeing all lonely, said: `My treat!' Bad move, really really really bad move! He had stare, dumbfound, at how Naruto was able to engulf a dozen of miso ramens without breaking a sweat. The day after, he had discovered a notice that said: `Arigato, the next ten treats are mine!' This day, he had wondered: `How are we supposed to hate him?' Iruka-sensei had barely been able to hide his smile the whole month.

 

Today, it was a rainy day. A shadow stood, motionless, under the droplets. Naruto was breathing painfully; they had beaten him up once again. It was the fifth time so far this week and it wasn't even Wednesday. The water washed the blood while Kyubi healed the cuts and the bruises. His headache would be worse. He hung his head while he stood up.

 

“I'm sorry kit.

-Not your fault, nothing new. Besides, you're always helping me.

-I just don't want to die, brat.

-Yeah, I love you too fur-ball.”

 

If a normal person would had endured what he had suffered since he woke up, she would have cried a long time ago. Nevertheless, Naruto wasn't a normal. He hadn't cried since his childhood. At the orphanage, no one would have comforted him; they would have thrown him in his ridiculous small bedroom, if you can call it that, and wouldn't feed him until he stopped. He had learned the hard way that crying doesn't resolve anything. When he feels too angered or sad, he pranks. At the beginning, it was nothing serious but soon he dared to go further and further, it had increased his dobe's appearance. Besides, the victims never get hurt.

 

He walked to his small flat. He just opened his door and stepped inside. He never locked his door; it has never changed anything. Each time, they would destroy it. Today in addition, new tags stained the walls. `Die demon!' `Rot in hell' `Monster' `Murderer' covered the fade ugly yellowish color. He picked up a stone that had broken his window. `Great, I had to fix it later!' He stared at the corner of his room, looking at something as he was thinking about his new hoax. Yep, the day had gotten much better.

 

By noon, the clouds left the sky. The puddles of water disappeared slowly. A gathering gazed depressed at the hokage's mountain. Naruto was painting the faces. The crowd separated to let appear the third. `He hadn't spared my portrait. I'm getting too old for this kind of problems.' he thought at the sight of the hill. A chunnin at his left shouted: “Get back here you little shrimp! If you don't go down in less than five seconds I will kill you!” “Yeah, like you would in front of the Hokage!” The man, at the sensation of killing intent, turned carefully his head to find himself face to face with Sarutobi. He nervously laughed.

 

 

“You were saying?

-It's okay ojiji, let him go” pleaded Naruto.

 

The `thump' of a foot colliding with the iron railing attracted the attention of everybody. Iruka-sensei breathed deeply and shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Naruto, what do you think you are doing? I will show you what you get from skipping class!

-Oy, you're skipping class too!

-That is NOT the subject!”

 

Soon Naruto found himself tide up in the classroom. His sensei gave him a lecture that he haven't even listened. For his behaviour, every body had to show his performance in bunshin. Naruto would always stay Naruto, so he used the sexy no justu instead. For that he had to clean his previous escapade at the mountain.

 

Iruka watched him carefully. Once again, he saw the lonely glint in the eyes of his student. “When it will be done, I invite you to Ichiraku.” A genuine smile spread across Naruto's features. In a blink of eyes, the hokage's were all cleaned up.

 

They had been sitting at the stand for almost an hour.

“You know who the hokages are, right?

-Yes, they are the strongest shinobis of Konoha.

-They're far more than that.

-I know, they aren't just strong, they are fair, smart, strategic, caring, patient understanding and most important, they don't hesitate to sacrifice their own life for the citizens.

-You had memorized my lessons?!

-It's not because I seem to sleep that I'm not attentive.”

They ate in silence for a moment.

“Ano, sensei, can I ask you a favour?

-You want another bowl?

-No, can I try your hitai-ate?

-This' he said while he grabbed it `no, you have to pass first and I know you will.”

Naruto smiled, thanked him for the treat and left.

`Damn, he ate fourteen bowls!'

 

When Uchiwa Sasuke stepped in the classroom, he spotted the dobe. It was the first time he wasn't late. He sat next to him. Others students came a while after.

 

Suddenly, you could hear people running down the hall. Haruno Sakura and Yamanaka Ino appeared out of cold at the door. “I win!” they shouted. Everyone sweated drop. They argued as far as Mizuki-sensei and Iruka-sensei came.

 

Naruto fixed Mizuki-sensei who had been acting suspiciously from long ago. He had two times on purpose. He had thought it would be enough. But no, he would have to fail once again if he wants to discover what his true intentions are. The exam went smoothly. He examined his former schoolmates.

 

Akimichi Chôji was a fat boy- if you want to live, never says this curse word behind him- who never stopped eating; thanks to his clan bloodline. He was the best friend of Shikamaru.

 

Nara Shikamaru was an inveterate grouser who always complains about how troublesome things are. Despite his laziness, an inheritance from his clan -they're quite famous for their “troublesome” minds and tactical skills-, he was a genius, but don't show it too much because it was… yes! too troublesome!

 

Yamanaka Ino was one of the most famous Sasuke's fan girls. When they were young, Sakura and she were best friend, but from strange circumstances, now they were rivals. She was a specialist in mind justu. Also, she's know as Ino-pig.

 

Haruno Sakura was a pink haired smart girl. Her name makes Naruto laugh a hard time when he first saw her, because it means spring cherry blossom, and with the pink everywhere, you get the picture. She was a lot complex about her forehead that is above normal size. She practically kowtowed behind Sasuke-teme.

 

Uchiwa Sasuke was an arrogant brat. He never showed emotions other than coldness and cockiness. He was the `great Uchiwa prodigy', the only survivor of the Uchiwa's massacre. He thought that because he had a legendary bloodline, others were just people who slowed him down in his dream to become stronger.

 

Hyuga Hinata was a shy weird girl. She was the heir of the Hyuga clan and possessed the Byakugan, but she had a great problem with her lack of self-confidence. Naruto truly respected her for two reasons; A) she was probably the only girl near his age who didn't drool over the TEME and B) she was kind with everyone, and often Naruto thought that was true strength.

 

Inuzuka Kiba was a hopeless show off. He was a loud mouth and played the insufferable chief. Akamaru, his dog, never left him. They get along for the clan's justu.

Aburame Shino was a bug's user. He was the silent type, never show emotions.

 

Soon, it was his turn. He went to the room and performed bunshin.

“FAILED!” sighted Iruka.

-We should let him graduate, Iruka; he had performed an `original' bunshin.

-The others performed each at least three bunshins. We have to be fair.”

 

Naruto, on his swing, watched the parents pick up their children. It was one of the unusual moments where Naruto feels jealous.

“Besides kit, you got me!”

“And it's supposed to help me”

“…”

“Thanks, you're right.”

 

Mizuki-sensei chose this instant to ask Naruto if he really wanted to graduate. He told him about the forbidden scroll. When they set apart, they thought: `What a fool!'

 

The third had observed them. He would have to participate subtly in the arrest.

 

Later that night, after the general alert, Iruka finally found a dirty and weary Naruto.

“What have you thought? To steal the scroll, you really want to be executed!

-Mizuki-sensei said if I learned one justu you will let me pass.

-Mizuki…”

A strange sound erupted from the trees. Iruka pushed Naruto out of the way of many kunais.

“Mizuki!” he growled.

The traitor jumped on the ground.

“My, my, Naruto, give me the scroll.

-No don't hand it to him.

-Yes, I know Iruka-sensei.

-So, I see that the fox brat is less stupid than I thought.

-You could be surprised, Mizuki-baka-traitor-teme-sensei. Touch Iruka-sensei again and I will kill you.”

 

Naruto performed a hand seal. A thousand of clone appeared. They beat up the crap out of the ex-teacher.

 

“Naruto, could you explain me what just happened?

-I suspected him long ago. It was the third time he told a student who had failed about the `second' way to pass.

-It's not what I asked. How can you perform a kage bunshin if you can't do the simple justu?” During a short moment, Naruto dropped the idiotic mask. Iruka was speechless at the answer.

“I generate too much charka for a simple bunshin.”

 

Iruka gave his headband to the blonde-haired boy. The night of the theft of the scroll marked the new life of Uzumaki Naruto as a ninja of the leaf.

 

 

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Therefore, this is it, the first chapter of my first English fic. Sorry for the mistakes.

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