Naruto Uzumaki was quite used to the oddities that life had to offer. She was a ten-year-old orphan, having to pay her own bills, living in a village full of ninja. Needless to say, there was very little in the world that could actually surprise her.
Yet when a dark-haired teenager broke into her apartment in the middle of the night all covered in blood, she couldn't help the scream that spilled out. With her hands gripping a kunai as hard as she could, she cried out, "Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment!"
The boy, who was lying on her couch fast asleep, opened one eye, "You're not Genma." He stated with a groggy voice.
Naruto gripped her kunai even harder, "I asked, who are you? Why are you in my apartment? How did you get in? And who in Kami's name is Genma?"
The stranger, realizing that he didn't exactly recognize his surroundings, finally opened up his eyes, and sat up on the couch, "And who are you exactly?"
"This is my apartment! You answer me first!" Naruto screeched.
The pale ninja, Naruto could tell that he was one by the headband that was lying on the floor by his feet, answered her, "Shisui Uchiha, at your service my lady."
The Uzumaki slightly lowered her weapon, "Any relation to that Teme Sasuke?"
Shisui chuckled, before placing his hand on his ribs in pain, "He's my little cousin."
"That still doesn't explain why you broke into my apartment." Naruto stated, slightly warming up to the boy who was in such obvious pain.
The Uchiha groaned once more, "I just got back from a mission, needed a place to crash. I usually stay at Genma's, who lives somewhere in this building, after particularly long missions, since his place is much closer to the Hokage building than the Uchiha compound. Looks like this time, I accidently climbed though the wrong window. My bad. Though in my defense, I was quite delirious with pain."
"Genma. Around six-feet tall, long-ish brown hair, unhealthy oral fixation with senbon?"
Shisui let out a laugh at the description, how the heck did a ten-year-old know what an oral fixation was? She was getting more interesting by the second, "That would be him."
Naruto nodded, "He used to live in the apartment above mine. Moved out about three months ago to live with his green freak of a boy-toy across town."
Shisui laughed again, letting tears run down, "That would be Maito Guy. They were part of the same genin squad."
Naruto shrugged, "Whatever, the guys a freak. If Genma is your friend, how come you didn't know that he moved out? It's sort of been a while."
The Uchiha shrugged, "It's been a really long mission."
Naruto wondered if genin were even allowed to be on a mission for that long. The teen in front of her looked fifteen at most, so there was no way he was a higher rank than that. She, despite her original bout of anger, was never one to hold a grudge, especially against those that were hurt. So with a sigh, she placed down her kunai and commanded, "Take off your shirt."
The Uchiha lifted an eyebrow in surprise, "Excuse me? I mean, I know I'm attractive and all, but even I'm not used to Academy girls propositioning me."
Naruto blushed, before going into the kitchen and fumbling around in her cabinets, "Shut up before I change my mind. I learned a little first aid from this girl and her pet pig when I was younger. Your ribs are obviously broken, and you're bleeding all over my couch. I like that couch."
Shisui smirked, "And you expect me to put my trust in a girl who hasn't even graduated the Academy yet?"
"Well I trusted a random teenage boy to not kill me the second I put down my weapon. Anyway, you can either let me help you, or you can leave."
"Touché, my lady. Touché."
As Naruto dragged the over-sized first aid kit, she wondered, "Wait. Why didn't you just go to the hospital?"
"Hospitals freak me out. They're usually too busy inspecting my eyes to heal my body. Plus, Genma usually patches me up. I didn't exactly expect for him to move out when I was gone."
While Naruto didn't exactly know what the boy meant by inspecting his eyes, she sympathized. She hated hospitals with a passion too. Digging out rubbing alcohol and the rest of her suturing supplies, she asked, "Are you going to take off your shirt or not?"
"I don't know how I feel about undressing in front of a girl whose name I don't even know."
Naruto sighed, "It's Naruto. Naruto Uzumaki."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Naruto Uzumaki."
Shisui wasn't quite expecting to be patched up by a blond child whose apartment he broke into. In fact, at first, he was quite surprised that the girl apparently lived on her own and was trusting enough to attempt to help an injured shinobi. But then she told him her name, and it was all cleared up. The Jonin remembered the fight against the kyuubi quite well, yet this was the first time he met its container. He bared no ill-will towards the girl, unlike many of the ninja his age. Yet most children his age were still genin, maybe a few were chunin, while Shisui was a seasoned Jonin. He had graduated the academy at the age of four, as the youngest active ninja during the Third Shinobi War. By the time of the Kyuubi attack, the Uchiha was a seasoned veteran, and experienced enough to not hold prejudices against a girl who knew nothing of the attack. He wished his peers felt the same. Alas, Shisui had come to the revelation that anybody under jonin was just an idiot and shouldn't be taken seriously.
Turning his attention back to the blond, he noticed that a faint blush colored her cheeks as she worked to sew up the large gash that spread diagonally across his chest. He resisted the urge to chuckle, knowing quite well his appeal with women. He's had fan girls for as long as he can remember, and even those with the strongest of wills wouldn't be left unaffected by being in such close proximity to him while he was shirtless. The proof lay with that chunin girl Kurenai, and her obvious reaction to Shisui's attractiveness while on an undercover mission with him at a hot-springs. Shisui chuckled at the memory, good times.
The Uzumaki was quite adept at first-aid, he noticed. She sutured his wounds professionally, before bandaging them, and moving on to wrapping his ribs. Her teacher must have been quite the medic. "How did you get so injured?" She asked tentatively, interrupting the teenagers musing.
She was biting down on her lower lip as she worked, wincing each time she made a stitch. The wound looked incredibly painful, as did the suturing she was doing, yet the Uchiha didn't even flinch. Was this what it meant to be a ninja?
"I was tracking down a ninja across the Iwa border." He answered, "He was an old enemy of mine during the Third Shinobi War, and recently attacked a group of our chunin who were out on a reconnaissance mission. He got lucky with his sword when I wasn't paying attention."
Naruto's eyes widened, her hands stopping in surprise, "You were in the Third Shinobi War! But you look so young!"
"I'm fifteen." He answered truthfully.
"There was no way you were part of the War. I bet you're just lying to make yourself seem cool. You probably injured yourself in a spar against some genin." Naruto reasoned, her hands going back to wrapping the binds across his chest.
"But it's true! I'm really a Jonin. I graduated the academy when I was four, even earning the moniker Shunshin no Shisui. They say I'm a shoe-in to be the next Hokage." He replied with a self-satisfied smirk.
"Nope. Sorry, don't believe you. Anyways I'm all done with you. Now get out of my apartment." Naruto commanded, putting away her supplies.
Shisui's smirk quickly morphed into a frown, "But I'm so tired. Look at all the blood I lost." He whined, throwing her the puppy-dog eyes for good measure.
Naruto groaned in exasperation, "Fine! You can sleep here this one time. But you better be gone before I wake up."
Shisui saluted his blond nurse, "Yes my lady. Thank you ever so much for your kindness."
Naruto sighed, "You are such a dork."
The next morning, Naruto was half expecting to walk into the living room to find a much-too-energetic-to-possibly-be-a-real-Uchiha teen sleeping soundly on her couch. Instead, everything was as neat and clean as she left it the night previous, before the dark-haired boys timely break-in. In fact, Naruto would have easily convinced herself that it was all a weird dream, if it wasn't for the fact that on her table was a little note:
Thanks for being the coolest nurse and
most understanding victim of a break-in
ever! I appreciate it! As promised, I left
before you could even wake up. I also
took one of your ramen cups, hope
you don't mind.
Till Next Time,
Shunshin no Shisui ;)
He took one of Naruto's ramen cups. He took one of Naruto's ramen cups. The young, lying Uchiha better pray there was no next time, because Naruto was going to kill him!
That day at the Academy, things were back to normal… somewhat. Iruka still lectured about boring topics, Naruto and Shikamaru still took turns napping and waking each other up when they were called on, but today, Naruto was staring. Staring at her eternal rival, Sasuke Uchiha. Thankfully, nobody other than Shikamaru noticed, but he notices everything.
By the time the bell rang for lunch, Naruto couldn't help her curiosity anymore. So with a sigh, she made her way over to Sasuke, who was much too busy ignoring Ino and Sakura's fight to even notice her approaching. "Hey Teme. I have a question for you."
"What do you want dobe?"
Naruto shuffled a bit on her feet nervously, "Well, you're a Uchiha right?"
"Well, I sort of heard some old ladies at the market talking about the Third Shinobi War, and how Shunshin no Shisui played a pretty big role in it. From what I gathered, he's a Uchiha. So I was just wondering if all the rumors are true."
Sasuke stared at the blond, "And what rumors are you referring to exactly?"
"That Shisui is only fifteen and already a jonin." She replied, nervous because she should have known that the idiot who mistook her apartment for his friends would have lied to her.
"It's true. Shisui made genin at the age of four, the youngest to participate in the war. He's known as Shunshin no Shisui because of his mastery over the body-flicker technique." The Teme confirmed.
Naruto's jaw dropped, her eyes widening, "You mean it's true!"
Sasuke smirked, "And just why are you so interested in my cousin? Do you have a crush on him or something?"
The Uzumaki blushed, "NO! I was just wondering, I mean, it sounds so unbelievable."
Sasuke scoffed, "Unbelievable to a dobe like you maybe, but Shisui is a Uchiha. And Uchiha's are obviously superior."
Naruto just frowned, walking away in a huff as she muttered something about those bastard Uchiha's.
Shisui laughed as he watched his best friend Itachi train his younger brother Sasuke. The eldest Uchiha was put onto forced medical leave by the Hokage, who demanded that Shisui take the next month to recuperate before going back on missions. Unfortunately, this ban included training. So the injured jonin suddenly found himself with quite a lot of free time, and he decided to spend it watching Itachi beat the young Sasuke into the ground.
"You have to watch your footing."
Sasuke nodded as he rose from the ground, "Yes brother."
Shisui laughed again, "Hey Sasuke, how are you handling those fan girls in the Academy?"
Sasuke fought back a blush, letting out a groan of irritation, "They still won't leave me alone. Despite me making it abundantly clear that I can't stand them. Though I would be more worried for you, dear cousin, it seems like you are gaining a fan girl at the academy yourself." The youngest Uchiha teased.
Itachi raised an eyebrow, "What are you talking about?"
"This girl in my class was asking about you today. Claimed that she was curious about how such a young guy made jonin. I think she just has a crush on you." Sasuke replied.
Shisui bit back a smile, "And just who may this girl be?"
This time, there was absolutely no way for the seasoned veteran to cover-up the laugh that burst out.
Naruto Uzumaki was used to handling her finances. She has been doing so since the age of six. So as she poured over this month's rent and utilities bill, she knew that there was something incredibly wrong with it. With a huff, she grasped her bills, and made her way down three stories, where her landlord lived.
Banging on the door in anger, Naruto waited until the crochety old-bag opened up. "What?" Her landlord hissed.
The Uzumaki shoved the bill to her face, "What is the meaning of this? The rent is almost double than what is usually is!"
The old-bag smiled cruelly, "According to the agreement signed when you moved in, I can change the prices of rent as needed, as long as it is still held within a certain range. Now, can you afford it, or should I call you some movers?"
Naruto growled, "I can afford it. You haven't gotten rid of me just yet."
The Uzumaki left, stomping back to her apartment in anger. She was ten. Ten. The only money she had was what she received from the Konoha Orphan's Fund, and there was no way to ask for more money since the amount given is the same for every orphan. With this new rent price, she could probably afford another three months of rent given her substantial savings. But after those three months, she would have to move. But Naruto was stubborn. Oh, so very stubborn. She would not let the old-bat win. She had lived in that apartment for the last four years, it was her home damn it! Naruto Uzumaki would not be giving up her home anytime soon.
If Anko thought there was something weird about a ten-year-old blond jinchuuriki approaching her at the dango-stand, she didn't let it show. Instead, Anko made the girl pay for her next round of dango before she could even talk to her. Eating her payed for dango, she turned to face the blond, "So what do you want brat?"
"I'm looking for someone." Naruto stated.
Anko raised a brow, "And why are you asking me?"
"He's a jonin too. I assume you'll have a better idea of his whereabouts than some random civilian off the streets." The Uzumaki reasoned.
"So who exactly are you looking for?"
"He goes by Shunshin no Shisui. Tall, pale-skin, dark hair, weirdly talkative for a Uchiha?"
Anko chuckled, "I know the kid. But what does an Academy student like you want with an elite jonin?"
"I have a question to ask him." Naruto confessed shyly.
The purple-haired jonin smirked, "Aw, you want to ask him on a date?"
The blond blushed fiercely, exclaiming, "NO! Why does everybody thing that!?"
Anko laughed, "Word around town the kids on medical leave, apparently he was injured during his last long-term mission. He can usually be found at the abandoned training field near the river. Now scram brat, you're ruining my dango time."
Naruto, who had a keen sense of self-preservation, ran away before the crazy snake lady decided to use her as target practice.
Itachi and Sasuke had already gone home for supper by the time Naruto came upon the clearing. She found the strange Uchiha leaning back on a tree, reading a thick book. Hearing her approach, Shisui looked up with a grin, "Well if it isn't my favorite Uzumaki. Let me guess, you missed me?"
Naruto scoffed, "Not a chance. No, I have a proposition for you."
Shisui closed his book as he looked at the blond in intrigue, "A proposition you say? Are you sure you don't have a crush on me? Sasuke certainly thought so."
Naruto went red in frustration, "That damn Teme! Yes I'm sure!"
Shisui laughed in amusement, "Ah, pure denial. How did you even find me anyways?"
"I bought the crazy snake lady some dango."
Shisui nodded, "Well that explains it." He was quite good friends with Anko, and he knew for a fact that she would sell him out for a free plate of dango.
"Anyways. I have a problem. My stupid landlady decided that she was sick of me once and for all and has decided to get rid of me by raising the price of my rent to almost double the original amount. I can't exactly afford that, not for long anyways. And there's no way I'm going to let her kick me out of my own home. So I have a solution."
"And what exactly does this have to do with me?"
"I need a roommate to help cover expenses. Now that Genma moved across town, you need a place to crash after missions that's close by to the Hokage tower, with someone well-versed enough in first-aid to help patch you up. It's a win-win situation."
Shisui raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You want me to move in with you?"
"Not move in with me. You live in the Uchiha Compound. But wouldn't it be nice to have a convenient place to stay after long missions? It's not like you can't afford it, Mr. I've-Been-A-Jonin-Since-Before-Your-Birth."
"Technically, I didn't make Jonin until you were three. I was only a chunin at your birth."
"You see my point. Do we have a deal or not?" Naruto asked, exasperated. The Uchiha was such a pain to deal with. But Naruto was desperate.
Shisui smirked, shaking the younger girls' hand. "You have a deal Naru-chan."
"Don't call me that."
"Why not? We are roommates after all. Though I'm still convinced you did all of this because of your enormous crush on me."
Naruto once more turned red, "Listen here Uchiha, and get it through your enormously thick skull: I have never, will never ever have a crush on you!"