Naruto: Mob Doctor, Addict, Suicidal

Chapter 1

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

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(I own nothing)

(1 US Dollar will equal 80 Yen)

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The streets of Konoha were silent, all around the village civilians slept soundly without a care in the world. But there was one section that never slept, forever awake, always moving. Konoha's Redlight District, no matter what village, no matter how much a village will say that it's the cleanest, safest, or strongest they all have a place were sin runs ramped

Konoha loves to say that they are the safest village around, that their crime rate was nearly non-existent, but it was a lie.

"Shit, Ken dude your bleeding!"

Just because you don't openly see it doesn't mean that it is not there. As it gets harder for a criminal, whether it's an organized Yakuza or a low profile thug, they are forced to change and adapt to the ever changing way or be doomed to failure.

"Fuck man the blade broke, it's still inside you!"

You'd think that with all the ninja protecting the village that crime would be nonexistent, but it's merely a romantic notion, something that one dreams of while looking at their child and ignoring the other boy with neglectful parents. They don't want to see the truth, that the little boy is beaten by a drunk dad while his mom does drugs, just like how they don't want to see that their ninja protectors are, in fact, human and easily bribed to look the other way while a girl is pimped, drugs sold, or places robbed.

"We have to get him to a hospital or he'll die!"

"And say what, that he fell into a knife? Hospitals report things like that, we'll be arrested before morning!"

"Well we have to do something, if we don't he'll die!"

"Don't worry, I know a guy… here help me pick Ken up."

"AHhhh!"

"Shut up Ken, this is all your fault in the first place,"

Humans are fickle creatures in the first place, their lives are just so short… so frail. One can not really blame them for their actions, their like educated beasts. No matter how smart one is it will always make a stupid mistake if given the chance.

"So who is this guy, he associated with a family?"

"No, he doesn't give two shits about who controls what here. He'll help and wont report us but it'll cost,"

"Ahh… fucking… bitch."

"Just hold on Ken, we'll be there soon."

Konoha was home to three rival factions of criminals, the first two were foreign Yakuza branching into Konoha, the first being the Hojo clan. They mostly fought with their rivals the Dojima clan but after they started getting a foothold in the village, a third side emerged and fought them both. They were mainly gangs formed in Konoha that didn't like the Yakuza strong-arming their way into their home but they had trouble with in-fighting with each other.

"Damn… that slut did a number on you Ken."

"Fuck… you,"

"Both of you shut the hell up, we're here."

"Dude this place is a shit hole!"

"Maybe but this is the best place to get help for Ken and not get arrested. Now help me get him upstairs and keep your mouth shut."

They had traversed many back ally walkways to stay out of sight and finally made it to a corner of Konoha's red-light district. The place they were at was a rickety apartment building covered in graffiti of the various gangs, windows were busted out or boarded up on the bottom floors and the staircase leading up to the upper floor was made of concrete and broken tiles while the guardrail was rusty and barley holding its own weight.

"Can we really trust this guy?"

"It's not the first time I've been here, as long as we pay him off, he'll keep quite about us."

"Why don't we just force him to help? Why should we pay him our hard earned cash?"

"Don't even think about it, he has friends in high places around here. We even threaten him the Hokage comes knocking with a squad of ninja… now stuff it, we're here,"

The door was solid, unlike the others that they passed, most of which were cheaply made and easy to break by accident. It didn't have a peephole or any little marking on it to make the door pretty to look at, it was simply a solid wooden door with a small tarnished metal number nailed to it. There was another nail hole on the left of it but it looked like it had been ripped off, leaving only the last one in place, the number nine.

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Waking up to loud knocking from your front door wasn't a good way to start off your morning, waking up to said knocking and seeing that it was only 11:43at night was worse.

Tossing his sheets aside, a young man rolled out of bed, grumbling tiredly as he walked out of his bedroom and into the small den of his apartment, cutting on his lights as he did so.

"Fuck I'm coming!" he yelled while rubbing his eyes and huffing, not even having enough patience to pull on some pants while someone kept knocking on his door.

He reached his door and hit the lock before twisting the knob violently, "What?" he demanded harshly, looking at the three older men, one of which was being held up by the others and holding his side in pain.

"We need your help," the first said before the teen looked at them with a hard stare.

A second passed before he moved aside, "Bring him in," the teen ordered, letting them pass and looking out before shutting the door and locking it, "Kitchen table, I'll get my stuff."

The pair nodded and dragged their friend into the small kitchen where they laid him on the cheap folding table with his legs dangling over.

"A kid?" One questioned to the other, "You brought Ken to a kid?"

The other nodded, "Like it or not this kid can save Ken's life and keep us all out of jail at the same time, besides he knows how to doctor someone up just as good as any medic."

"Who is he?"

"It's considered rude to talk about someone behind their back," the teen said walking back in, wearing a tank top and a pair of orange pants, "The names Uzumaki Naruto, remember it,"

The two Yakuza stepped out of the way as the blonde carried a large first-aid kit with him and set it on his chair before opening it and pulling on some rubber gloves, "So what's happened?"

"Well we were at this bar-" the first one started only to have Naruto cut him off.

"I don't really care about what you were doing," he told them while pulling the wounded man's leather jacket aside and lifting his shirt, "I only want to know what happened,"

"Stabbed, I think the tip broke off," the other man said.

Naruto looked at the wound, ignoring the blood that streamed from the stab and onto his tiled floor, "Make yourselves useful and bring me the metal case from my freezer," he ordered while pulling a pair of scissors from his case and cutting the bloody T-shirt off.

One of them retrieved the case from his freezer and handed it to him, before being told to wait in the den.

Naruto dug through his kit until he found a syringe and opened the metal case that had been stored in his freezer to reveal a set of glass bottles full of clear liquid. He opened the hypodermic needle and filled it with the liquid before injecting the man and watching as he stopped gasping at the pain and lolled his head from side to side limply. The liquid was a powerful pain medication that could make a burn victim think that rubbing sandpaper against his burns felt like having sex, it was highly addictive and extremely illegal to own outside of a hospital and you needed a license to handle it.

With the patient in his own little world, Naruto continued his work, fishing out the broken knife tip from the mans side and tossing it on his counter before cleaning the wound and stitching it up carefully. Over that he placed a bandage to cover the exposed stitching and collected his equipment before walking out, pulling the bloody rubber gloves off and throwing them away.

"He'll live, just don't let him stress his stitches and he should be fine."

"So can we take him back to his place?"

Naruto nodded, "Yeah, he'll be out for a few hours but before that… we must discuss the matter of my fee."

"It's ok, I already know how much," the one who had known about him said, pulling out a roll of yen notes and handing them over, "80000 yen,"

Naruto nodded and the pair picked up their limp friend before going, leaving him alone to clean up the blood and throw away the used needle.

With all the blood cleaned up and his floor spotless, Naruto looked up at his clock and sighed before looking at the glass vial and reaching for a needle. At the age of 15, Naruto had been living in this shithole apartment complex alone for well over ten years. The landlord was a bitch and hated him but as long as he paid his rent on time she was happy to just ignore him.

At the age of 12, he had finally graduated from the ninja academy as dead last in his class but that didn't bother him. Sadly for him, only a few months into ninja life, he was dragged from his bed and accused of stealing ninjustu scrolls from one of the village clans, they had no real proof of his guilt but the Hokage was powerless to stop them from sending him to prison for a year. Being found guilty, Naruto's rank as a Genin of Konoha was stripped from him and he was banned from ever returning to service.

While he was stuck in the dirty little prison cell, Naruto was allowed to read books as solitary confinement was a mentally taxing thing for a child and with nothing else to do but stare blankly at a wall, he began reading medical books until he could name every bone in the body to pointing out every pressure point a human had.

After the year was up, he was released from prison only to find that the ones who went to the academy with him had forgotten all about his existence. Team Seven had replaced him with some pale emo that outdid Sasuke in the emo department, and no one else really wanted anything to do with him now that people thought that he was a thief.

He lived off his tiny stipend each month for as long as he could but it wasn't enough, he tried to find a job but people didn't like him already so now that he was seen as a thief, no one would trust him. But soon he decided to say fuck it and became what they called him, using his ninja training to break into stores at night and steal what he needed. He had been known to lead ANBU on merry chases around the village at the age of ten so getting in and out of a place without leaving a sign of his presence was child's play.

Naruto tied to rubber strip around his arm and pressed the needle directly into his vein before injecting himself with the drug and tossing it into the trash. Having used it so much he now had a resistance to the liquid and was able to store the case away before shuffling to his front door to lock it. After that things started getting murky, like trying to run in a tar pit. Before the drugs knocked him into a drug induced coma, Naruto managed to drop face first onto his bed before life passed him by.

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"Ahh… shit that stings!"

Naruto sat at his table while stitching up some idiots knuckles, said idiot was a fighter for one of Konoha's homegrown gangs that had warrants out on him so the hospital was a no go. He also didn't care about what people said about the blonde and figured that a fellow criminal was a good friend to have, especially when he could stitch you up and give you something for the pain.

"Oh quit you whining," he muttered to the older man, "I'm nearly finished,"

Everyday Naruto had someone looking for medical help that didn't involve going to hospitals, stab wounds and cuts in need of stitching were a main thing, broken or dislocated bones were second, and he had even had to treat some major burns from tortured gangsters before so using these various connection he was able to get his hands on all sorts of ill-gotten goods while his building became a neutral zone between gangs.

The man paid and left, thinking the blond who took the money and stored it before walking to his fridge and pulling out a bottle of sake and a pill bottle from his pocket. Popping a handful of Vicodin into his mouth, he guzzled them down with a bottle of sake before turning and pulling his shoes on to go out tossing the now empty pill bottle into the dumpster beside the building.

Naruto had been doing random drugs for years, starting nearly a month after being released from prison, starting out on stolen cough medicine from shops then gradually getting into the stronger stuff as he went on. Before using his knowledge in medicine to heal thugs and gangsters, he was using what he knew to steal a bottle of pain pills from pharmacies every now and then but when a thug from down the street passed out near his door, having used the room next-door to hide from rival Yakuza, Naruto pulled him into his apartment and took pity on him.

The man had been badly beaten and stabbed, he even had a long piece of glass stuck into his thigh. So while he was unconscious, Naruto laid him in his bathtub and used everything he knew to help.

From what he had on hand at the time from his stealing, Naruto was able to use a sewing needle and dental floss to close the wound left by the glass and sacrificed one of his old shirts to use as bandaging. The smaller cuts and scrapes were cleaned with rubbing alcohol and left uncovered since he didn't have Band-Aids.

When he finally woke up a day later, he was surprised to find himself laying in a bathtub with a thirteen year old standing over him, especially when said teen was the demon brat.

Naruto explained that he had found the man and saved his ass from Yakuza before handing him a pain pill for his soreness, quickly changing the local gang member's opinion of him. Although he hadn't said it out loud, he saw the label on the bottle and knew that Naruto had stolen the medicine and accepted the blond as a fellow criminal.

So with his pain dulled by the medication, the nameless thug thanked the blonde, handing him a few thousand yen for his trouble and limped home to tell his fellow gang members to lay off the kid, that he wasn't what they believed.

Before then, all of his pills came from robberies, but now he got them from some Dojima Yakuza who had a way to steal them from the warehouse that they were stored in before getting shipped out.

Naruto felt himself getting lightheaded as he walked down main street and instantly knew that he had made a grievous error in taking all those pills with alcohol. Stumbling into a trashcan, he drew a lot of attention to himself as he vomited and fell just before he began shaking. The last thing he saw was an ANBU with long flowing purple hair jump down from a rooftop to help before blacking out.

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Waking up, Naruto found himself laying on a hospital bed staring up at the dull whiteness of the ceiling before huffing, "A Hospital… could pass for Hell."

Hearing a small huff next to him, he turned to see a nurse looking at him from the corner of her eyes with a disgusted face.

He hummed, "Well your ugly ass is here, this could easily be hell." he muttered loudly before reaching up to rub his face, only to find his right hand cuffed to the railing, "What the-?"

Someone next to him cleared his throat.

Naruto looked over to see the Ex. Third Hokage sitting in the chair with a small sad smile, dressed in a normal clan robe now that Tsunade returned to replace him. He looked better than the last time he had seen him, some weeks after being released from prison, but he'd cut out his own tongue before complementing the old bastard.

"If it isn't Sarutobi," he groaned, "I guess I really am in hell,"

The old man sighed, tucking the small book that he had been reading into his robe pocket, "No Naruto-kun, your not dead," he said softly like a grandfather would to his grandchild.

Naruto huffed and turned to stare up at the ceiling, "Then why are you here?"

"I'm still listed as your emergency contact here, the hospital called me."

The blond snorted, "What, hoping to be here when I finally die?"

"Naruto-kun you know that-"

"Just save it, you abandoned me… I get framed for something that I didn't do and waste away in prison for a year then see you one time before you just vanish," the blond snarled before tugging at the handcuff again, "And why the fuck am I cuffed to the railing?"

At this point, the door opened and low and behold, there was the Hokage in all her blond, busty glory with a clipboard in hand while her apprentice Shizune followed behind.

"Thank you nurse, your dismissed," she stated before flipping through the pages on her board.

Naruto snorted again, "Wow a visit from two Hokages in ten minutes, must be a record of some kind."

"I see your awake, Naruto," Tsunade stated while turning to check the monitor next to his bed.

"Thanks for the update," he muttered, only to be ignored. The blond teen watched her turn a dial on the machine then hummed, "So the great Tsunade Senju decides to be my doctor, I feel so special," he said loudly and sarcastically while watching to see if he got a rise out of her.

"Considering the results of your Toxicology screening I'd have to agree that you are quite special… in the head," she shot back.

"Sarcasm truly isn't your strong suit, have you considered staying where you actually know a thing or two about running things?" Rather or not he had just insulted her ability to insult or be the Hokage wasn't missed by the others in the room.

"Ok… well how about this, care to explain what we found?" She stopped only long enough to flip to the page, "Enough alcohol to destroy your liver, multiple Stimulants including Cocaine and Amphetamines, Massive amounts of Codeine, Hydrocodone, Morphine, Heroin, Soma, and Phencyclidine (PCP). How your still alive and breathing without assistance I'll never know."

Sarutobi, Shizune, and Tsunade looked at the young addict as he laid there, waiting for an answer.

"What do you want me to say?" he asked them bitterly, "No matter what I tell you the truth is already clear in your minds, nothing I say will change what you think. Yeah, I drink and do drugs so the fuck what?"

"Naruto-kun your only 15, you have a problem," Sarutobi started only for Naruto to laugh hatefully.

"Oh yeah, go on and say that, you smoke that pipe of yours more than the Hokage drinks and yet you preach to me that I have a problem. You know what, I don't have a problem with what I do, it's other people who have a problem with what I do. If I overdose and die or choke to death on my own vomit oh well what else do I have to live for?" he glared at them and slowly said, "All I truly have in this world is time, no purpose, no home, no one waiting for me, no family, no friends… I spend my day just waiting for the one thing I'm certain of in this world... The drugs just help pass the time."

With that, Naruto laid back and stared at the lights above his bed, "Arrest me or release me, it doesn't matter much either way, theirs nothing more you or this village can take to make my life any worse than it already is."

To be continued...

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