A/N:Well, this is the first chapter of the leaf's blade of grass, adopted from JayJay94, without whom this story would not exist, so, i would like to than him for allowing me to continue. The first 3 chapters will continue with only minor changes from his work.
Naruto:Konoha's Blade of grass By Vallavarayan

Pairing: Naruto/Hinata

"Normal speech."

"KYUUBI SPEECH."

'Normal Thoughts.'

'KYUUBU THOUGHTS'

JUTSU's

Disclaimer:I(insert)Do(Legal)Not Own(Crap)NARUTO(Here). That honour goes to Kishimoto. I tried to buy the rights to naruto, but Hinata threteaned me with dire consequences if i came between her and her naruto. :-p

The Leaf's Blade of Grass

"Ahh, stop it, stop it! It hurts! Why can't you leave me alone?" Six year old Naruto was being simultaneously dragged and beaten. The thrashing had continued for hours and hours and Naruto, who was barely conscious, knew this would be his last beating. He knew he was going to die. Easily deductible, usually his beatings would last an hour at the most, but it had stretched long past that limit. They had already transported him to some small village. He knew from the passing view of the Konoha gates and the low threats of their destination.

Naruto didn't want to die. But, maybe, if it would end all the pain, then he would gladly embrace death.

"Hehe…Demon, now you die for your deeds." Growled out a Chunin, the leader of this mob of villagers, and with that, they tied him to a post on the side of the road then fled the scene before Naruto finally lost consciousness.

xxxxx

"Hey kid, wake up. Wake up Blondie. Come on, let's go." An elderly farmer lightly slapped the currently unconscious Naruto on the cheek. The farmer had been on his way to the market in town when he spotted the bloody and bound boy. Finally after a minute's worth of trying, Naruto woke up very confused and annoyed.

"Mmmmm…where am I?" The boy asked, curious to know how he was still alive. Naruto had been sure that had been the last time that he would live in the world. He looked down to see why the pain that should have been in his body was absent. However all of his previous wounds had been healed somehow, causing Naruto's eyes to widen to the size of dinner plates.

"You're near the city Otafuku Gai. Do you know you're tied up to a post and why is there so much blood on you? I'm Mugi by the way." Mugi continued to talk to him while he used a knife to cut the ropes holding Naruto. He then helped the boy up before handing him a spare towel so he could clean up.

"Yeah, I was beaten by my villagers and just left here to die." Naruto answered sorrowfully as he worked on removing the bloodstains on his body. Unfortunately for Naruto, the clothes that he had been wearing were all but shredded and he would need to find another set soon.

At that comment the farmer looked very surprised and confused. For anyone to lose this much, especially a child was extremely dangerous. "My god, are you ok? I do not see any of your wounds. How are you alive with this much blood loss?"

Naruto was just as confused as the farmer, but tried to give a reasonable answer. "Well you see, I come from a ninja family and that's one of my awesome moves. I don't even feel hurt."

Naruto gave Mugi a sheepish smile, hoping that the kind old man would not push further on the subject. Luckily for him Mugi seemed to accept the answer after a bit of thinking. Naruto sighed, 'Phew that was a close one. I need to leave this place, it has too much blood.'

"Here, I know it's not much but it's better than nothing." Mugi threw a bright orange jumpsuit at Naruto for him to put on. Naruto quickly put the clothing on after catching them in the air. The clothes were a little big on him and they smelled like rotten cheese but at least it was something.

"Hey kid, what's your name?" Mugi inquired after a painfully awkward silence.

Naruto looked at Mugi straight in the eye, curious as to where this would go, "Uzumaki Naruto."

"Well Naruto, I want to know where your parents are. I can't just leave you alone after what must have been a traumatic experience."

Well that was certainly something that Naruto had not been expecting. "I will be fine, Mugi-san. My parents are in one of the hotels in town." Naruto lied and dashed off toward where he thought Otafuku Gai was.

"Ok well I will accompany you to the hotel if you don't mind. I want to make sure tha- HEY where did he go?" Mugi looked around for the boy, who had vanished in thin air. 'How come stuff like this always happens to me? Oh well hopefully that boy will be alright.'

xxxxx

When Naruto finally made it to the city, he had tired out his body to the point where was having trouble staying awake. He had not stopped running since he left the old man and he had gotten lost quite a few times.

"Jeez finally I made it." Naruto said to himself before flopping down right under a tree, to stay in the shade. After Naruto had caught his breath and waited out the fatigue, he began to think about his current situation.

"I don't want to go back to Konoha! They're mean there, well besides the old man. Yeah I'll live on my own. That's it and then I'll grow strong as a ninja." He thought out loud, paused, then continued, "But first I need money and food."

Naruto stood up and wandered into a nearby thriving town to observe how normal people lived, grabbing an apple on the way. Since Naruto had been taken care of by the orphanage for his whole life, he did not know how to survive on the streets and would need to know how. While his time at the orphanage had not been very pleasant, at least he was given a bed and a meal.

As Naruto walked farther into the town, the more decorations and noise there was, giving the atmosphere a feeling of excitement. Naruto examined the crowd carefully from a shady alley, watching to see if there was some unknown secret. Naruto wasn't sure what he was looking for but he was positive he would know it when he saw it.

He sat there for some time, looking for anything that looked out of the ordinary that and then he spotted it. A ruff and tattered, nondescript man bumped into someone and pulled out a handful of notes, money most likely, from the person's pocket. The man then continued walking along at a sedate pace like nothing happened.

Was that how you survived in this world? He thought to himself and followed the thief hastily, so Naruto could learn how to use this secret to survive. Naruto remembered something the Hokage Jiji told him awhile ago, something about stealing was bad, but shook it off. He would do whatever it took to survive on his own, even if he had to cheat and steal to do it.

"Hey mister, can you teach me how to do that? I want to know!" Naruto finally caught up to the man and gave him the best puppy dog eyes he could muster.

The man had dark brown hair, filthy clothes and was practically covered in dirt from head to toe. The man looked confused for a second before he realized that the poorly clad boy was talking to him. He glanced around nervously to make sure no one else had caught him in the act.

"It's called pick-pocketing kid. Now leave before you get me in trouble." The man shoved him out of the way before trying to walk away again.

"Show me how!" Naruto however, stood in front of the man to stop him from leaving.

"Sorry kid, you shouldn't get yourself into something like this." Once again Naruto was shoved out of the way, however this time he fell and started to sniffle. At this the sea of people in the crowd started to stare at the scene.

'Oh crap, this kid is gonna get me in trouble.' He quickly bent over and picked the kid up.

"Hey come on son, are you hurt?"

Naruto shook his head at the question but continued to cry crocodile tears, hoping to prove his point. As the man walked with Naruto on his shoulder, he grumbled about stupid brats and bad karma. The two soon found a park, where it was nice and quiet so there would not be an interruption

"What the hell do you think your doing, getting me in trouble like that?" The man grumbled before throwing the boy on the ground.

"Teach me how to pick pocket" Naruto stuck out his finger at him and squinted his eyes in an angry gesture.

"Fine. Fine. I'll tell you if you just leave me alone." The man stuck out his chest and tried to look as impressive as possible.

"Now, listen well and listen good, 'cos I am going to tell this only once. Pick-pocketing is an art form. To be a good thief, you should be able to blend in with a crowd. You should then bump into someone and reach into their pocket at the same time, without them noticing, and just take whatever it is and walk away. Now that you know will you scram?" He then left the park in a fast walk.

"Alright, I will master this art of pick pocketing if it's the last thing I do!" Naruto vowed, equipped with a weird stance, as the thief had disappeared into the mass of people once more. He then set out onto the streets to practice the so called pick pocketing, and after many captures and scolding he would hopefully get the art down.

2 Months Later

"Man, my partner sure is a pain." A man wearing a cloak muttered.

He was sitting on a bench after having turned in a bounty in the current town. Just sitting, absentmindedly staring at the street in front of him, while his partner was off in the forest sacrificing to 'Jashin-sama.'

He had decided to just relax and wait until his partner would finally show up; he couldn't really force him to move with the abilities that he had. His current attention was on a boy no older than six or seven, with bright blonde hair and wearing a hideous orange jumpsuit. The runt was going on a pick-pocket marathon. The boy would approach someone, hug them, exclaiming 'Mommy' or 'Daddy' and leave with a wallet or piece of jewelry without them ever noticing. He had repeated this several times before the man became excited and decided to approach the boy. 'I could make a fortune with this kid.'

"Hey, little boy with the orange clothes." He called out, hoping to catch the little boy before he left.

Naruto, after realizing that he was the one the man was addressing to, sprinted off into the crowds with the man not too far behind. Having superior speed, since he was a full-fledged ninja, he easily caught the boy and sped off with him until they reached the outskirts of the town. Setting him down, the boy made another attempt to escape, but stopped after hearing the threat to slice off his legs if he continued.

"I like you, what's your name?" He quizzed lightly, as if the recent kidnapping hadn't occurred. Kakuzu sat down at the base of a tree, observing the young boy carefully.

"Uzumaki Naruto, who are you?" Naruto responded cautiously, not trusting the man one bit.

"How would you like me to train you to become a ninja? I'm an extremely skilled one." It was an unexpected offer to Naruto and he wasn't sure if he wanted to take it. He had learned not to take offers from strangers the hard way. Although Naruto did want to be able to protect himself so maybe it was a chance willing to take.

"Maybe…but what do you want from me?" He was already inching away in case the situation proved dangerous.

"Nothing, well, at least not right now. When you become stronger, I want a third of all the money you make on missions." The ninja replied calmly, stepping a little closer to the boy. He could feel how scared the little kid was and it was entertaining to see him squirm.

"What? Why would I go on missions if I'm not a part of a village?"

"You will one day, but for now, do you want training or not?" Kakuzu motioned for his guest to take a seat, so they could further acquaint themselves.

However Naruto, still stubborn and guarded, chose to lean against a tree instead of sitting. "Yeah, so what's your name?"

"My name, boy, is Kakuzu."

A/N: This is my first work( and even this is actually an adoptation of JayJay94's work) so, any and all constructive criticism will be helpfull.

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