Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Shadow Ship ❯ 'My most precious memory' ( Chapter 3 )

My most precious memory

 

Chapter 3

 

 

Naruto was pissed. Everyday was the same thing.

`Why the hell do I have to wear this… frilly thing?!

 

If you're wandering what could possibly be `frilly' then, I'll tell you. It was his uniform. Where he worked, in a bar, it was normal standard to use a uniform. You're asking why using a uniform in a bar, even less, a lame bar. Well, you could call it a pub. Easy: the manager said that if Naruto wanted to work in that bar, as he was pretty, he would wear a uniform.

 

If you consider that Naru-chan was an orphan and that getting a job in those days was extremely difficult, then you'll agree with Naruto.

Although, it sill pissed him off. He looked girlish, he was short, and adding the frilly apron and the black dress… he really was a girl.

 

“If not for the Money, I wouldn't be here and I would make the manager eat the uniform.”

 

Naruto remembered when he had asked the manager why wouldn't he wear a `maleish' uniform. His answer didn't helped him to relax. The manager bluntly said:

“To attract more costumers.”

 

So, here was Naruto, in a frilly uniform sat at the bar, waiting for the pub to fill in. That wasn't difficult as lunch time arrived and the place was stormed with the lowest kind of people: bandits, gangs, traffic dealers… and some pirates.

 

Naruto liked one think about this kind of place: here you could hear the most amazing stories about pirates that the elders would talk about.

He was very keen of pirates, since he was a child.

 

`I still remember him.' Naruto's face turned into a thoughtful one.

 

`Him' was a man that Naruto never forgot. He was 5 years old when he saw him for the first time.

 

Flashback

 

5 years old Naruto was sat on a swing, not really balancing on it. The creaking sound was almost creepy in the hollow night, moon full and above the village.

He was crying. That was when he heard steps, coming closer to him.

 

His sky blue eyes peered above. In front of him was a man with such beauty that words couldn't describe.

 

“Kit. Why are crying?” The deep man's voice asked.

 

Naruto's stomach felt like it was soothed with velvet. His small thin hands rubbed his eyes, cleaning the tears away.

 

“W-why am I so different? Why do t-they hate me?”

 

Naruto thought he saw the man's eyes soften. Those eyes… red as blood, slitted as a demon's.

 

The unnamed man ruffled almost lovingly the boys blond unruly locks. He kneeled in front of him so that he was now on the same eye level as Naruto.

 

“They hate you because humans are like that. What they cannot comprehend, they hate it. You shouldn't cry over it. Don't cry,never again.”

 

“B-but… Why are they calling me demon? I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!”

 

The small boy bursted.

 

“You didn't. They are fools. Don't pay deed to them.” He gently traced the whiskers on Naruto's cheeks. “When time comes, I shall take you with me. Until then, live. I'll be waiting for you, kit.”

 

Naruto's eyes made contact with the man's. In those blood pools he thought he saw love. No one ever looked at him like that. Not even his parents, because, he actually didn't had parents.

 

“Mister, what's your name?”

 

The man turned away and with a last glance at the boy he said.

 

“When I'll come to you again, you'll recognize me. No need to name myself.”

 

His head turned away and as he walked, he threw something to Naruto. The small boy caught it easily.

 

Naruto peered at the object with curiosity. It was a necklace with a red stone.

 

“Wear it. That's our connection when time comes.” He stated as he walked.

 

“By the way, happy birthday, Naruto…”

 

Naruto's eyes grew wide as saucers. How did that man know his name? And his birthday? He had wanted to ask him all those stuff, but when his eyes scanned the area where the man should have been, only a small breeze was the signal that the man departed. It was almost as if he flew alongside the wind.

 

He glanced again at the rare ruby and smiled to himself. `Thank you…' His hand covering the necklace reached his chest, as if he wanted to unite the stone to his heart.

 

End flashback

 

Naruto never forgot that memory. That man was the only one that didn't looked at him with hatred. Taking the man's appearance, he remembered broad shoulders, tall strong frame and long wild red hair.

 

Naruto sighed. Another reason why he worked here was because the customers didn't looked at him with hatred, because they didn't give a damn thing or neither knew who he indeed was. He was happy for that. Yet, instead of the hatred, he received pervert looks and sometimes… squeezes.

 

Naruto still remembered when one costumer, a dealer, pinched Naruto's ass. The unfortunate guy's face held a broken nose and a black eye.

 

Naruto shrugged. He was almost fired. A small sigh could be heard coming from Naruto. When he was in big trouble, or deep emotions overtook him, as fear or pain, the same soothing sensation cursed through his belly, as silk.

 

“Naruto. Table 2,5 and 9 need your attention.”

 

“Hai, hai.”

 

`Well, another day of job…' He headed to the 2nd table and he saw a blond haired man with dark blue eyes next to a red haired one with hazel eyes.

 

“Why hello there, pretty `girl'.”

 

Naruto fummed. `T-this bastard… Who does he think he is?!' He wanted to punch him for the HUGE mistake, yet he refrained from it as e glanced at the counter and saw his boss looking at him in a don't-you-dare way. He breathed heavily as a way to calm himself. With a not-so-sweet smile he asked the `jerk'.

 

“What would you it be, sir?”

 

Deidara scanned Naruto and with a sly smile he said. “You.”

 

Sasori feeling the-almost-to-explode-Naruto said. “Deidara, stop playing around and order.”

“Hai, Sasori-san.” He sighed. “Bring us 2 whiskeys.”

Naruto turned around without another word and went to deliver the request, ignoring the glint of lust in Deidara's eyes. He headed to the next table.

 

“Sasori-san. That boy… Won't you think the captain would love to have him, yeah?”

 

“Deidara, don't mess with other's business. Remember the poor girl you brought to the captain?”

 

Deidara grimaced. Just remembering his captain's blank face as he killed the poor girl with a flicker of his katana, not even glancing at her once, made him the creeps.

 

“Hai.”

 

Without another ado, they drank their drinks in silence. After 10 minutes, Sasori glanced around. After making sure that no one could even hear their voices, he turned his gaze to Deidara.

 

“Tonight's plan shall not fail.”

 

“Yeah. No way we could fail with our captain, yeah.”

 

“Don't get too ahead of yourself, Deidara. Just act as the captain ordered.”

 

“I know, yeah.”

 

Deidara glanced at the clock on the bar's wall and with one glance at Sasori that meant more then the simple action, they headed out of the bar.

 

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`Damn. What plan?'

 

Even if the others didn't heard what the two man discussed, Naruto, due to his extremely well sharp senses, he could hear anything.

 

`Maybe nothing important… but they're pirates, they mentioned a captain. Will it be trouble?'

 

Shrugging the subject away, he finished his today's ship and when he arrived home, sunset already bathed the streets.

 

 

Quizz

(level difficulty from 1 to 5)

 

 

Difficulty level: 1,9

 

- When Deidara and Sasori mentioned their 'captain', who do you think their captain could be?

 

Difficulty level: 5

 

- Naruto has extremely good senses. Why? (this one is really really difficult, so don't be afraid to say 'because he eats onions' or something like that)

Naruto acorda ao som da guerra lá fora e avista os piratas do navio Sharingan atacarem os militares de Konoha

Naruto sai e vê que os piratas estão a recolher crianças e mulheres para o seu navio

Naruto esconde-se, não querendo ser raptado e decide nessa noite entrar no navio e libertar todos os reféns

Naruto liberta os reféns mas é apanhado Deidara `Yeah. He is a fine art.'

Itachi é interrompido por Deidara que traz um Naruto atado aos seus pés e fica mesmerizado pela beleza do rapaz que decide mantê-lo como seu escravo pessoal `Welcome to Sharingan, Naruto-kun.'