Zero Shinobies ( Shinobi Hunter Naruto)

ch 8

(A few months later)

(Second Term)

"Huh? Who the heck are you?" the conceited voice of a young girl suddenly filled the air as she and her friends glared behind them at the person who'd approached them. Judging from their outraged expressions, it was clear that they did not like the fact that they'd been interrupted from their little game.

Of course, the situation that was currently unfolding in the clearing just off of the playground and climbing courses outside of the academy wouldn't exactly be considered fun. Gathered around a tall oak tree and surrounded by a grove of flowers, a group of about three young girls in their first year of school were standing with their backs turned to a fourth girl, who was currently kneeling on the ground in tears after some rather hurtful lashing. Obviously being the antagonists in this scenario, the group of cocky-looking youngsters were now staring down a blonde, spiky-haired boy wearing a ragged looking white and orange jacket, a green, stained scarf, and tattered blue shorts.

He was looking at the trio with an expression akin to a dead fish, which didn't exactly scream scary or intimidating in any way, but from the current look of dreadfulness and exhaustion on his face, he didn't appear worried in the least.

Stepping forward from her troop, the purple haired girl in the striped shirt and pack leader folded her arms and smirked at the child. "What do you want, whiskers? Can't you see we're busy here?"

Naruto, having clearly been through a rather rough day himself, glanced past the three girls to the fourth behind them, where he spotted the pink-haired form of who he recognized as one of his classmates. Sakura Haruno, if he remembered correctly, dressed in a nice red shirt and skirt, with long pink hair.

Noticing that her knees were scuffed and that she was sobbing as she stared back at him through the locks of her messy fringe, the whiskered-blond gave a couple of blinks before then turning to the three girls, who'd once again taken a step closer to him.

The now impatient-looking Ami leant forward and glared right at the boy, hoping that her friends' presence would prompt the child to back off. "Well? Speak up. Aren't you going to say something? Or are you too stupid to answer the question for yourself?"

"Yeah. Come on, runt," the tall, ginger-haired Kasumi spoke with her usual gruff tone. "Give us something. Otherwise we'll just have to flatten you like we did to 'forehead girl' here." She said this while gesturing back to the girl on the grass, who quickly looked up when she was addressed.

Through the haze of tears still fresh in her eyes, the pinkette spotted the blond boy confronting the three girls that'd been picking on her out of sight of any of the teachers. Realizing that he was now drawing their attention away from her, the girl at first felt relief, until she saw them begin to circle the boy. This immediately had her look up in worry, as she was well aware of how aggressive Ami and her friends were, especially towards boys.

Hopefully they wouldn't do anything bad to him. He was on his own after all.

Exhaling deeply at the incredibly fierce stares he was receiving from the trio in front of him, the bored Naruto then responded in a flat voice. "The three of you are in my way. Could you please move so that I can get past?"

"Huh?" Ami balked, staring at the boy in surprise. "What did you just say to me?"

Not reacting emotionally in any way, the unflinching Naruto repeated his response, "I… asked if you could move."

"Oh… you want us to move, huh?" Kasumi huffed and stomped forward.

"Why don't you just go around us?" the spiky haired Fuki asked with a foul glare directed towards the blond. "It's not like you have to walk very far."