"GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT!"
The words screamed through air behind a flash of orange, as a young boy raced across the rooftops, his eyes wide, filled with a mischievous joy, as his grin flashed back at his pursuers, "HA! Good luck!"
"Damned brat!" There was a sudden growl as a flash of metal snapped just past the boy's cheek, a blade tasting the slightest bit of his flesh, to draw a thin line of blood as for a moment, a flicker of fear passed through brilliant blue eyes before he darted suddenly in another direction.
"Oh, you wanna play it that way huh?!" there was a definite tone of challenge in the boy's voice, as instinctively a number of his pursuers flinched lightly in recognition. That tone, those words from the blonde boy, well it was best not to consider the possibilities, "Fine, lets play!"
He ducked, immediately into a seemingly random ally, his pursuers hot on his heels before suddenly, their vision was obstructed by a sudden explosion of neon pink and blue. For a moment, only the sound of splattering drips could be heard, along with the rapidly fading mocking laughter as they took note of their situation. An instant, that was long enough for the outrage to set in, anger fueling their limbs as they shot after the boy once more with screams of incoherent rage.
And the boy? He simply laughed, his eyes a light with mischief as he would slip down another seemingly random alley. Again, his pursuers gave chase, racing, blindly now into the alley, hunting with clouded eyes.
Clouded eyes, the boy was eager to take advantage of one by one, the stragglers of the crowd began to drop off unnoticed. Their bodies, bound, and hogtied, make shift gags in their mouths as they lay in a pink and blue spectacle on the streets. Eventually though, the anger faded among some of the group, slowing them as they once more began to take stock of their surroundings, before one of them looked back over his shoulder and caught sight of the boy finishing his knots on another.
The boy paused a moment as he noticed he'd been discovered, a sheepish grin on his lips before he waved back at the man, "Eh heh, uh, hi again!"
"HE'S BEHIND US!" Instantly the group skidded to a halt, an almost audible screech rising into the air as they turned back to see the boy, standing over the latest in a string of hogtied, pink and blue painted figures, "GET HIM!"
"Errr," the boy scratched the back of his head, "Can't we talk about this?"
"NO!" the group screamed almost unanimously back at him.
"Uh, actually, I wouldn't mind talking about it..." a voice spoke up, a weasel masked young man raising his hand.
As the group, turned to glare at the dissenting voice, the boy grinned , giving a wink at the young masked man, "Catch ya later then Weasel-san!"
Before the group could tear its eyes back to the boy, he was already racing down the street again, bouncing over and around people before disappearing into the crowd. With an angry tick to his features, one of the man glared back towards the masked individual in question, "This is YOUR fault!"
"Hmmm..." the man in question struck a thoughtful pose before nodding and grinning slightly behind his mask, "Why yes, it is. Bye!"
And with that the man vanished in a swirl of leaves, leaving the rest of the group to growl in response before a man pointed back in the direction Naurto had sped off in, "AFTER HIM!"
Laughing softly to himself Naruto Uzumaki ducked behind a random shop door, hiding behind it as he watched the group charge back down the street, trampling over their hog tied compatriots in the process. Holding back his laughter as long as he could, and certain they were finally out of hearing distance the boy rolled onto his back and flopped down, proceeding to laugh as hard as he could. At least, until his tear stained eyes managed to take in where he was.
"Hmm, aren't you a little... young to be in a place like this kid?" The voice barely registered on the boy's ears as he slowly looked around the shop with wide eyed uncertainty, seeing all manner of restraints, in a variety of material, rope, leather, metal, along with a variety of other sorts of impliments.
"Uh... wh-where am I?!" The eyes grew wide, before he looked over at the counter, and at the amused smirk on the woman behind it's face.
"Well now, aren't you a little cutie," A throat chuckle escaped the predatory curl of soft lips as she strode out from behind the counter, with the sweet creaking sound of the tight leather of her hip hugging pants shifting in place.
As the staccato click of heels struck the cool floor, she casually brought a hand, covered by a laced black leather glove that ran almost to her shoulder to the blinds and took a look outside, "Well now, I'm going to guess you're the one behind the commotion hmmm? Not too shabby work on the knots, though, a bit uninspired creatively."
"Uh..." he paused, looking up at the black leather corset the woman wore about her chest, cupping the generous swell of her breasts before she looked curiously at him with a cocked brow, "Hmmm..."
The five year old paused suddenly before he cupped his chin between his thumb and index finger in serious thought before grinning up at her, "So what would you suggest?"
The woman laughed softly, her pale lavender, pupilless eyes framed by a head of soft, straight raven black hair, "Oh, eager little one aren't you? If only Hinata had your interest, ah well all things in time I'm sure," she grinned softly back at the boy as she let the blinds go and chuckled again, "I have a few ideas on what you could do, and a few things I could teach you..."
"Yesss!" the boy immediately went to his knees and bowed somberly, "Please, teach me!" When those eyes looked back up, there was a look akin to desperation in his eyes, "Nobody ever teaches me anything, please!"
She blinked, taken a bit aback by the look before she studied the boy, the crystalline blue eyes, the whisker marks on his chin, and she reached down, a gentle look of sadness on her face before she nodded and cupped his chest, "You're Naruto, aren't you?"
"Huh? How'd you know?" there was a blink of surprise as he stared, owlishly up into her eyes as she gave him a gentle, reassuring smile.
"You look like your father," she said simply before eying him critically before smiling softly, "But you definitely behave like your mother."
"You... knew my parents?" there was a pause, tears, welling up in his eyes as he looked up at her, hope and desperation shining in those blue orbs.
"Yes, I did, they were good people and they loved you, very much," she smiled sadly at the boy, "Don't ever doubt that."
"Can you... can you tell me about them?" He spoke up, as if to hope was a great, impossible dare.
"I'm sorry Naruto, but I can't, not yet," She spoke sadly, before she offered him a smile, "But, I'll tell you what, if you're a good student and master what I have to teach you, I'll do my best to make sure that you know when you're older."
"You... you promise?" The hopeful look in his eyes would almost shine as he looked up at the women.
"Yes Naruto, I promise," She smiled at him before giving him a stern look, "But I won't take it easy on you, got it? What I can teach you is one of the most effective styles for capture and conversion of enemy shinobi, are you up for it?"
"YES SENSEI!"
"Good, now lets get started."
- A little over One year later-
"Hey sensei," the voice was soft and quiet as it spoke, the night sky, "I'm sorry you missed me earlier, I don't think Hiashi would've much wanted me around."
"I've been keeping up with my scrolls, studying the jutsus you taught me, working on my Chakra control, studying the scrolls you left me..."
"Its hard, other than the old man, you were the only one who cared," a soft stream of silver tears began to fall slowly past his eyes, "She's beautiful by the way, they named her Hanabi... Hinata hasn't come out of her room for days, and Hiashi..."
"Its like he's gone," he spoke softly stroking the simple stone marker with his thumb as he looked over the words written on it, "He's so... empty now."
"I'll do my best to keep things going for you, I'll look out for Hinata and Hanabi," he was on his knees now, struggling to stand as the tears only grew stronger, "I wish I knew what I could do for Hiashi, I wish I could help them more."
"I miss you sensei, I promise you though, I'm gonna be the best at this, I'll show everyone the power you taught me," he smiled a bit as he looked down at the description on the head stone, "Beloved Wife and Mother, " He paused a moment before adding two words, "And Teacher."
"They will learn to respect Bondage Style!" the words echoed through the empty night, as Naruto Uzumaki found himself a goal.