Chapter 1
Gekidoku
By
ensngre
It was a fine evening in Konoha. As many stories had begun like this one, it started with an introduction of a character.
"Hey, Naruto." Poke. The voice repeated itself. Poke. "Christ… nevermind." The white-haired man got up, and proceeded to look the view. The sun had begun to set. He glanced down to his idiotic student with an idiotic expression plastered on his face.
It was a longing-kind-of-expression. Oh, forget it. His eyes were slightly open, and seemed like it belonged to someone that was high on something. His mouth was also slightly open. He had been seated like that for awhile now, gazing at nothing in particular.
Suddenly, the zombie-like silhouette stood up, arms hanging down to his side. And it turned his head toward the elder man, without moving the rest of the body. It looked… spooky, something the readers couldn't quite put their fingers on. He was like a doll. Yes, a doll he was!
"I'm… I think I'm hungry." A silence fell upon the two. It lasted for about fifteen seconds, and then they were gone with two poofs, and the Hokage-monument was once again alone up in that big, cold mountain, only having the moon and the star-lidden sky as company… okay, it wasn't that bad. But it was still sad.
"…beu."
A high-frequence, woman voice screamed. Tsunade had just been sleeping-- er, working all day with paperworks, and she was so deeply concentrated that she didn't notice the source of the voice until it was too late.
"Uh, I'm sorry." Naruto said. "For wa-- startling you. Either way, the perverted teacher and his student is back, ready to ravage the village of Konoha." Even if it was a joke, it wasn't a very funny one, because…
"Where have you been these three years?!" Tsunade exalted. "And what about to report in every three months?!"
"What, you didn't think we were dead, did you?" Jiraiya asked with an amusing tone. "We didn't have time, we were researching for my new project…" Tsunade knew exactly what he meant by that. What disturbed her, though, was Naruto's expression when she turned to him. He was in his dreaming-state, eyes longing for something, complete with a drooling mouth.
"Jiraiya-sensei…" He snapped back to reality. "I thought I said not bring up some of that stuff again! Now I'm stuck again in this marsh of earthly needs!" Tsunade didn't believe her ears.
"What have you done to my little brother, idiot?!" She grabbed Jiraiya's collar, veins popping up on her forehead.
"N-now, Tsunade, we should take it easy—"
"You have ruined him! I knew I shouldn't have let you take him away!" She was now angry beyond Jiraiya's comprehension. "Damn you!" She finally punched him, and he was no more in the territory of the Hidden Village of Konoha.
After having panted off her frustration, she turned to her little brother with a smile on her face. "Welcome home, Naruto." And they hugged.
"Thank you, Tsunade-nee." His stomach curred. "I'm hungry."
"So let me get this right…" He continued. "I'm supposed to live with a Jounin that I 'knew' in my Genin-days? … Why should I do that?"
"It's, uh… let's say it's classified." She leaved it like that.
"And the name of that Jounin? Can I guess?" He asked. He didn't knew that many Jounins. "Gimme the first letter." Besides, he loved doing quizzes.
"Okay, the first-name starts with a K."
"…" It's him. "Argh, anyone but him! I've had enough with old teachers and perverts!"
"Who're you calling a pervert, Naruto?" A man clad with a face-mask appeared in the window, guarded with a book. An orange book…
The sight of the book took the better of Naruto, and he began what was to be an endless babbling about the subject Tsunade didn't want to hear about. So she stopped him after he had asked the other man about the new book; a joint project with the Toad-Sannin and Konoha's New Yellow Flash! Naruto used a pen-name, of course, being famous was a pain. Either way, she stopped the conversation. "So, Naruto, the one you're—"
"Kurenai was apparently very eager to hear that you'd be staying with her." And with it, he added a perverted smile. Not that you could see it, but the eyes spoke enough of it. And a light blush, of course. He didn't stay long; exited through the same window he came from the second he finished.
All poor Naruto had in his mind, was a very simple question, albeit impossible to answer. What?
Author's notesHah! What do you think?! Continue or quit?!