Ninja Fears

Disclaimer:I don't own Naruto.

Notes:Okay, this is the first part of the story. Since I'm special and stuff, this is mainly the story of Naurto's parents. Yes, both are male, but like i said...SPECIAL!!! Please read this story, and when I've finished it, I will slowly post the Naruto one called, "My Parents Past, My Future".

Sitting in a tree, he balanced on a branch, his back pressed up against the trunk. His foot hung loosely, swinging slowly back and forth. His head drooped down a little, blonde strands of hair falling in front of his closed eyes. He was resting up in said tree, sleeping rather soundly. His arms were crossed over his little chest of, an oblivious little ninja in a tree... His little Ninja Knife was hidden secretly in a hidden pocket on his shorts, ninja stars in some other hidden spot.

"Ow...Stop...onegai!!" The 13 year old cried out softly as the older ninja kids beat him up. "What a wuss!!," one of them shouted, punching him in the arm. "Yeah!! Little fag!," said another. He sobbed and fell to the ground, his kimono torn in places from the abuse. He covered his face as the kicking came, his lite blue eyeshadow smudged, and his emerald eyes full of tears.

Hiro shifted a little bit in his sleep hearing those cries. They were coming... from directly underneath him! He growled slightly. What were they doing to that guy? How come he didn't fight back? Three on one wasn't fair... He'd tip the odds a little bit. Once the boy with the green eyes was pushed down, he jumped in front of him, remaining in the kneeling position for a moment. "Are you three that weak that you must fight three against one? Have you no honor?" He stood up,arms folded over his chest.

He looked up, his eyes shinning. "You shouldn't...you shouldn't get involved!" The first boy kicked at him. "Shut it fag!" One of the other boys, seemingly the leader, glared, hand on hip. "And just who the hell are you? Are you this fags boyfriend??" He winced slightly, lowering his head, ashamed.

"Hah, one could only wish!" He rubbed his chest proudly. "Now stop gawking at me and get ready to fight." He grinned to the three boy, then gave a quick glance back to the fallen one. "You, stand back. You don't want to get caught in the crossfire." He readied his Iga Knife, holding it to the side. "You know, three against one, these odds aren't fair. If you want to call for some of your friends so you have a better chance, go on before it's too late."

He stared at the boy for a moment. "Are...are you sure...?" He was reluctant to leave, even as he stood shaking. "Who said you could go aside from this fag, you fag?!" The boy hit him across the face and he winced. "Ow..." The leader smirked. "I don't need more then myself to fight you. Us three are more then enough." As if to prove this, one boy grabbed his long light red hair and tugged it, holding a kunai to his throut.

"Hey, it's your body... you can put it as much pain as you want. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now stop hiding behind him and fight me already! All three of you can charge me at once if you're not afraid." He spun his knife casually, tapping his sandled foot against the ground. "Little cowards..." He sighed a little bit. "I suggest you attack me, otherwise... I'll have to attack you."

The leader nodded. "Leave the wuss and attack this idiot!" All three attacked at once, thou the one holding Zephyer slashed his hair, leaving it un-even and shorter. Zephyer sank to his knees as he watched the boys fight, silently morning his hair, and cheering on the new boy.

He jumped up, flipped up over the first boy, smacking the back of the boy's head with his hand. The second one that charged at him, made him flip backwards ramming the hilt of his knife in to the boy's gut. He did a skilled swipe that caused the third boy to stagger back a little bit. He faced the three of them. "Oh come on boys, I thought you were tougher than that! Maybe you should go home while you're ahead, ey?"

"This guys whacked. Retreat!" The three took off. Zephyer stared and then burst into tears. "How could you do that!? Now they're gonna beat me even worse!!" He hid his face in his hands, sobbing hard.

"Pfft." He crossed his arms over his chest, turning his back to Zephyr. He rubbed his mouth slightly to get the little trickle of blood away. "You're welcome." He dusted off, pushing his hair back. "If they come back, it's simple. I'll fight them, beat them up, and knock some sense in to them." He sheathed his knife back in to his hidden pocket and closed his eyes. He'd been to sloppy.

He looked up at the boy. "You...you'd do that...for a gay kid like me...?" He looked to the side. "Usually I just get beat up..." He glanced back at the other. "You're Hiro...aren't you? I know you from the academy...you're a higher class then me...thou I am older..."

"That's because I'm so very skilled." He smirked slightly. "Yeah, I'm Hiro! Nice to meet you..... Zephyr? Right?" He walked up to the boy and extended his hand to help him up. "Those guys are stupid, I know them too. They're a bunch of lower classmen... they'll never take the step up... I think they're even older than you are." He shook his head a little bit. "Stupid guys... wait till I get them... I'll show them the true power of Shinkirou!"

He took the hand and alloweed himself to be helped. He cried out softly as more hair feel to the ground. "Oh...." He ran his hand thru his destroyed hair. "It's..." He looked at the ground, shaking slightly. "I wish I wasn't so weak." He looked back up. "You know, you're name, it suits you. You were my "hero", and I thank you."

"It's not a problem." He smiled a little and then shook his head. "You're hurt huh?" He pulled the boy's arm over his shoulder. "Go ahead, lean on me. Let's get back to the academy." He started to walk along. "You can't be that weak... you weild a Katana... next time, brandish it! It's there for a reason you know." He shook his head a little bit and began to walk, blushing slightly. "A hero, huh? I wanna be a hero... I'll be the greatest!"

"I'm not hurt..but thank you...." He leaned against Hiro. "It's only my hair...i've never cut it..." He glared at the Katana. "It was from...my father...he was killed and left me and my mother, then she too soon died." He looked at the ground. "I'm not even wanted at the academy..."

"Of course you are. The academy acepts anyone who's willing to learn. They're not bad... except for a few people like this stupid guys. But it's fun to beat up on bullies like them, you know?" He grinned a little bit. "Your hair... it'll grow back.... besides it's kinda cool." He let out a small laugh and shook his head slightly. "One day soon... I'm going to leave this place. I'm going to travel the world, and everyone will know my name!" He grinned widely, fantasizing about his dreams to be a hero!

"...could I go with you...?" He blushed horribly and shook his head, already knowing the answer he thought. It was one thing to be saved, another to run away with said savior.

"When the time comes... sure! But until that day you have to train hard, you know? I need you to watch my back if you're coming with me." He smiled at Zephry. "Not that I need the help, I can fight any enemy you throw at me!" He let out a small laugh. "You can use that katana, right? I'm sure you can fight, if you put your mind to it. We'll have a great little adventure!"

"I can..." In a moment has the katana to the others throut looking rather shameful. "I dislikefighting, that is all." He held the katana there a moment longer, then re-sheathed it. "That is all...I just dislike fighting..."

He barely flinched as the Katana came to his throat. He just stopped walking so he didn't step into the blade. "Your movements are predictable, Zephyr.... but they are very skilled. I'm surprised you let those guys beat you up like that. Even those who dislike fighting should defend themselves if they can." When the sword was returned to it's sheathe, he started walking again. He let out a sigh. "Sensei's gunna be pissed at me again..."

"Oh? What did you do?" He glanced at the ground again. "Sensai doesn't care...even he yelled at me...."

"I beat up his little cronies when I should have been gathering water or something." He shrugged his shoulders. "Those three bullies are Sensei's like... posse or something. I dunno. He doesn't like me because I'm... headstrong or something. I talk back to him and he gets pissed..." He snickered slightly, shaking his head. "What can I say? I mean... really, that guy's the worst teacher at the Academy... What a loser, I bet I could beat him in combat."

"Do not underestemate the Sensai...He is strong, despite...." He shook his head. "I do not feel like going back to the academy now...I want to go and hide once again..." He sighed. "Those boys were right...." He went to lean against a tree. "I am a weakling...."

He turned to face Zephyr, eyes narrowed slightyly. "You are a weakling!" He crossed his arms over his chest, scoffing slightly. "When you talk like that you are! A man is only as strong as he thinks he is. True, thinking you are too strong is a fault, but if you call yourself weak, how far can you expect to get in life? I do not want to travel with somebody who calls themself weak. You're strong, Zephyr. Have faith in yourself."

He lowered his head, his tears starting again. "You don't know anything! You walk around and act tough and strong, you don't need to train you're good enough now!" He threw his katana down and sank to his knees. "I am nothing...fine..don't bring me...all the better...I won't be alive after tomorrow anyway...." In a flash he had the hidden dagger to his throut and his hand was trembling. "No one will miss me...everyone is already dead..."

"I may not know, much, but there are certain things I do know." His arms were still folded over his chest, his head shaking a little bit. "Why wouldn't you be alive tomorrow? What could happen to you? I can protect you from anything." He grinned. "I may be good, but one can always use some more trainings... and as for missing you, I'd miss you. I'd miss my friend if he killed himself."

"How can you call me a friend? I'm weak..." He didn't lower the dagger, his hand trembled more. "Even if I die....it's all for the better....Ever since i lost mama....I've only known love for one other person..and he doesn't know...never will...even thou he's standing in front of me..." He pushed the dagger into his throut, cutting it a bit, blood creeping out of it slowly.

"Tsk, Zephyr!" His movements were like lightning! A shuriken was thrown with precise aim, smacking the knife out of the boy's hand before it could cut any deeper. Hiro's eyes narrowed a little bit, the boy breathing rather heavy. "Baka yaro!" He roared, stomping over to him. He threw his arms around the boy's head and pulled him in to his chest. "How could you think you like me like that, Zephyr? Besides... killing yourself won't do anything..." He untied the ribbon from around his forehead and pressed it up against Zephyr's next. "Please, don't do anything like that... I don't like when... people act like that... it makes me.... sad..."

He shook suddenly and burst into tears, hitting anything he could reach, while drentching the boys shirt with tears. "Don't stop me!!! I don't care..." He slowly stopped his fist, and gasped softly. "Sad....I don't want to make you sad....I never want to make you sad...not you..." He clutched onto the boys shirt, and burried his head deeper into the others chest, his own heaving from fear, and from despiration. "Kami....I never wanna make you upset...not on my stupidity...and what did you mean how "could you think you like me like that"?" He slowly stopped his tears.

He held on to the boy, rubbing his head a little bit. "You're a good guy, Zephyr.... but we've never talked many times before... in fact you could say this is the first time we've ever met... and you like me in such a way..." He was smiling though. "I didn't mean that I didn't like it. I'm flattered, honestly! I was just... wondering, that's all."

"This...this is the first time we've spoken, yes....but I've known you since you came..." He pulled back a bit. "You were 11 when you came, and I was 12. I remembered seeing you...an air of arrogance that was quite well hidden from Sensai, thou not from me." He looked at the ground. "The following week, when you were walking on water, i was amazed...I had not even gotten that far in my first year, yet here you were, a week in. I admired you greatly from that day." He blushed. "I know this makes me sound like a stalker, but it is not true. Sensai made me stay after one day, and I over heard him telling the other sensai where you lived...and I went there...thou not empty handed...I did have a notebook to return to you...but I got weak at the last moment and ran..." He smiled weakly. "I still have that notebook too..." He lowered his gaze once more. "This year, I returned, if only to see you. I was not surprised when sensai announced that you would be moving up a level. In fact, I was proud you had made it, despite it having been before me..." He blushed. "Even today...almost another year has passed, and you are slated to graduate...and I am still a year behind...you're leaving, and I still could not bring myself to talk to you...only you having saved me has broken the silent spell..." He paused realizing that he had been rambling.

He felt really special. It made him grin widely at this point. "Zeph-Kun..." He shook his head a little bit. "I'm not that great... I may be graduating soon, but... There's still a whole mess of things to learn! Anyway, once I'm done here... I want to travel to that school far beyond the mountains... I hear that acedmy, you can only get in to if you're truely elite. Most people there are adults, but I think I can handle them." He smiled wider. "After graduation, I'm going to set out. Why don't you come wth me? I know you have skills that you... just have to learn to use. You'll make it in, as sure as the sun will set upon nightfall! We can together." He rubbed the top of Zephyr's head a little bit, then stood up. "So it was you who took my notebook..." He grinned a little bit. "Sensei thwaped me for losing it... Awh well." He shook his head a little bit and looked up. "It will be great."

He blushed a bit. "Do...you really think I can...?" He glanced at his katana. "But...I don't want to fight...how can I get strong when i don't want to even hold that thing, much less use it.."

"I know you can, Zephyr!" He nodded eagerly. "Besides, the Academy does not teach you to fight... it trains you to defend... yourself, and those you love. You know?" he nodded a little bit. "We'll do it, together."

"Y...yes!" 'Defend those you love...' He lookedf at Hiro, love there yes, but confusion as well as he stared. 'Defend those you love....defend Hiro....' He blushed then nodded to himself.

He flashed another smile. "Now you've got it! So, come on Zephyr, let's get back to the academy and show them what we're made of! Stand proud. You're stronger than they are! I bet you're even stronger than Sensei!" He snickered a little bit, fixing his hair a little bit. "We'll both be the greatest heroes!"

"Yes! Hero's!" 'I will be there for him...even if he never returns my feelings...I'll be there for him...' He stood up shakily and grabbed his katana, trembling slightly.

He nodded to the boy and walked beside him, placing his arm around the boy's shoulders in a friendly sort of way. His hand was placed on the outter shoulder, rubbing it lightly as he led Zephyr along. The Academy was in the distance, barely visible. It'd be a little walk before they got there. "I'm glad we talked, Zephyr... You're a good guy." Being only 12, it was hard to sort such feelings like 'like' or 'love' but he'd grown fond of Zephyr, and that was something!

He sniffed lightly and then paniked. "Hiro-sama...I smell smoke....it's coming from the academy..." He paused. "You...you don't think....?" He glanced down the path expecting to see the academy surrounded by students...not flames!

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