Anbu Naruto

chapter one

Ok this is my first chapter I have written about thirty more so I will post those soon and I just want to thank you for reading this horrible book and I really don't know what to put here so I guess enjoy and sorry for any spelling errors or grammar errors. um, comment rate or star or what you do to other stories well with that said I guess just enjoy? idk....

here are some keys if you need them:

'speaking in his/her mind'           'kurama speaking in mind' "normal out loud speaking"        "kurama speaking out loud"

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Ear-piercing screams could be heard all through Konoha- coming from a four-year-old boy. Naruto Uzumaki's cries broke the silent peace of the village, the boy was believed to be a demon. Being held down and tortured was what came for him from people's beliefs.
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I screamed as they dragged the kunai along my arms, enjoying my pleading begs for them to stop.

The shinobi cutting me finally stopped and got up, leaving while laughing with his friends. I grimaced, looking down at the word demon carved into my tanned skin- now had small trickles of blood dripping on the floor.

Looking over to my other arm to see that they took most of the skin off leaving bare flesh and bone. It healed basically so i wouldn't bleed to death and could start to heal properly. I grimaced at the wound and while struggling to stand, I sighed, at least this time wasn't as bad as some others. They were probably saving most of the abuse for my birthday tomorrow.

Finally gathering enough strength to stand i start to walk home, I tried not to notice the thin trail of crimson trailing behind me. I slowly move my sore limbs in the direction of my run-down little apartment. Quietly taking the back way so I could avoid all the villagers, I examine my arms to see it they've both already healed fully.

I finally get to my apartment to see my door wide open, smashed glass and my belongings littering the floor. I gingerly walk up to the entrance making sure to not make a sound. I slowly crept around the house, stepping over trash to see if anyone was still hiding around.   

My eyes narrowed while I stalked towards the bathroom, there was a faint rustling coming from the other side of the door. I put my ear to the closed door and heard little scurries from inside. Slowly opening the door my eyes met the sly ones of a red fox, trying to find an exit to leave the small cramped space.

Growling at me, while backing away and baring its teeth in my direction I sat down slowly. "It's alright, hey, hey, you're okay, okay?'' I cooed softly to the fox, i watched it cower back and growl as i slowly extended my fingers towards it. More trusting, the growls stopped slowly while it relaxed its mouth, not showing as many sharp teeth.

"Come here, I won't bite." I murmured softly trying to concentrate. It started to slowly walk to me, and I held my hand out in response so it can smell it. It sniffed my hand and seemingly approving, it rubbed its head against me lovingly.   

Rubbing my fingers through the dark, burnt orange fur I made sure to touch with a gentle hand, checking for any injuries the dark fur could be hiding. My fingers rubbed over its lower abdomen, and in response I got a low growl.  "It's ok, I was just seeing if you're hurt." I gently spread his fur to find a deep cut, but looking around the bathroom I see nothing sharp.

I look at the small fox and ask him "what happened little one?" he sniffed his cut and licked it. ‘Why did i think he was going to respond?’ i ask myself dumbly. I stood up to get some bandages and he perked up.

After I took care of his wounds I didn't bother to put any pajamas on as laid down in bed. "I think i'll call you Kannako" he laid down by my side and i softly stroked his head. I drifted into a peaceful sleep knowing I had gained a friend.