Kakashi's First Student

1. Dekiri's Last Mission

Hi, every one it's been a minute. I honestly was tossing around taking this story down. Starting fresh with a new better planned outline and new characters. I got to looking at the comments and my notification and well here we are. People are still adding this to lists and things, so there's stuff to salvage here. My goal is to edit these 3 at a time and have a chapter out every other month or so. As always criticism is welcome just keep it polite. Yes, I know my grammar may be off it's a weak spot of mine that I have been working on improving.

This story is going to be raw and has dark hints. This will have fluff but, will not ignore the fact that this is a story about ninjas so, assassination, honeypot, child soldiers, and the mental health stuff that goes with it.

If you do not like my take on Naruto please leave. I do not wish to trigger anyone or upset people with my added parts to this Naruto Universe. With this said trigger warnings are always going to be right before the story starts.

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TW - Mentioned Underage, canon typical violence, implied child slavery

Pale silver-grey eyes reflected back at him as he applied the salve to his inner wrists. He took a steadying breath in as he reached for an unmarked clay jar. With steady fingers, he popped off the sturdy wooden lid, gently spreading the clear substance on his salve-covered skin. Murcery eyes glanced around before landing on his next task.

A loud knocking off the old wooden door to his shadowed corner interrupted his final preparations. He tied the laces off at the bottom of his tight-fitting pants. The black of them contrasted with the moonstone paleness of his skin. He would never get used to his body being exposed it always left him uneasy. The dullest of blades could slice his delicate skin to ribbons with just the flimsy laces holding up the sides of his clothing.

Shaking his head he recentered himself capping the jar and storing it in a small satchel. He slipped a warm smile on his face as he opened the door. The woman in front of him wore heavy makeup. Her lips were an unflattering shade of red that offset her bright choice of clothing. Her heavy earrings made him want to grimace he much preferred the understated jewelry that Jonin often wore. Her hands landed on his sides as she maneuvered him away from the door.

"Darling you are just gorgeous the men will love you." The woman said brightly. He never bothered learning her name as she would soon just be another mission completed. She swept them both down the hall into the larger rooms. He looked around discretely as the woman stopped and turned back to him she eyed him with hunger. The greed wafting off the seemingly bright women made him want to recoil. The heavy fingers of it made him ill as he focused on it. He stroked the flames of it as he watched the woman return with an innocent-looking silver chain. The delicate jewelry glinted with highlights of green. It was a pity such a pretty thing could label one a body slave.

He ducked his head in feigned bashfulness as the madam gently clasped the chain around his throat. He nearly choked on the vile emotions coming from her. He wished for this whole assignment to be over with. She patted him on the shoulder gently as if coaxing him further into her false safety. He raised his head a shy timid smile on his lips. She cooed at him as she went around straightening his clothing.

"There you're all ready to take the stage, you will do amazing Akira just remember to smile-"

He barely heard the rest of her honey-coated words as he gave her a brilliant smile and hugged her around the neck. He had to hold back his smirk as she jumped when the insides of his wrists glanced off her sun-kissed skin. He jumped back like the shy desperate to please little boy he was masquerading as. His face panicked as he fidgeted in place, his eyes glinting with the beginning of embarrassed tears.

"I'm so sorry Madam it's just this is one of the nicest things anyone has ever given me. You have been so amazing to me, and I got ahead of myself." He babbled as the woman in front of him tried to hide her disgust. She rudely wiped her hands on her dress like she was trying to erase his touch.

She opened her mouth in preparation to save face or say something sugar-sweet that would continue to lead on her new payday. To her shock though nothing came out as her muscles went alarmingly numb. Icy needles stabbed into her bones as she felt them go still and then seize up. Her navy eyes glanced around frantically finally landing on the delicate thing she had found on the streets to find a predator in its place. The pathetically desperate grey of his eyes now clearing into their calculative nature. She could feel the hot throb of blood form in her throat as she watched him wipe away an unknown substance on his oh-so-delicate inner wrists.

He changed before her eyes gone was the nervous fidgeting turning into efficient movement as he reappeared with the small sachel he had claimed contained the last of his dead family's things. He walked towards her calmly as she felt her chest cave in scarlet blood covering her lips. She trembled as shock overtook her, he calmly unhooked her heavy necklace replacing it with the chakra-infused chains she had been using for decades to ensnare her next pound of coin.

The stranger in front of her patted her mockingly gently on the shoulders as he turned to leave waving his hand on the way out.

"It has been a real pleasure, Madam, the Leaf village sends their regards may your soul wander the Undying Lands." The door snicked shut leaving her to watch through glassed eyes as her fate played out around her.

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Okay, that is the first chapter done. the chapter sizes depend on where it feels natural to stop, so they will vary. Thank you for reading I will have the next two up hopefully before June.