Love is a weapon
This is my new try on a fic, this time NaruTen. Why? Well, I'm a Tenten fanboy, problem? Good, I thought so… There will probably be a little of Team 7 bashing, and lemons in the future.
Just a notice: I'm Spanish. And I'm writing this fic entirely in English. Why? I like English better. So don't think badly of me if there are things mistyped or things like that, ok?
On with the fic!
Disclaimer (only once): I don't own Naruto, I just own my perverted imagination and my splendid ideas MWAHAHAHA
4 years after the Kyuubi Attack, early February
It was a day like any other in Konohagakure no Sato, the Village Hidden in the Leaves. That didn't really mean that it was a good day for all of its inhabitants. In a little orphanage, a small boy with a golden and unruly mop of hair sat down in a corner hugging his legs. It had been so far a bad day. In the morning, he found out the other kids had hidden all his clothes and things all around the building, leaving him almost naked in the cold. After running all around the building among the laughter of the other orphans and the glares and insults of the caretakers, he found almost all of his possessions, which didn't mean a lot. Then he went to the dining room to have a poor breakfast, and after that, he tried once again to play with the boys and girls there, but the adults had other plans for him. They made him work for them in the kitchen (not near any food, of course) and in the toilets for the whole morning, while the other children were playing.
Uzumaki Naruto was not what you would call a "happy child".
And there he was, nibbling on a small piece of bread, which made his lunch, hidden from the world, when he felt his tears trying to come out of his eyes. But then he heard footsteps coming, so he had to hold his tears: he had noticed that if he was crying, things only got worse.
Suddenly, the footsteps came to a halt in front of him. Looking up, he saw a little girl. Actually, she was taller than him, but she was still a little girl, not much older than him for sure. She had brown hair down to her shoulder blades and her brilliant chocolate eyes were looking at him in confusion and worry. He noticed that and gave her his trademark smile, the one he put up every time he felt that someone was sad.
But it somehow didn't fool her. She had seen the boy before, and she had seen how the other kids, and even the adults, treated him, and she didn't like it one bit. As far as she could see, the boy was just lonely (and a bit malnourished), and somehow, the adults made it impossible for him to have any friends. But she wanted that to change. She reached for his shoulder with a hand.
Naruto tried to avoid her, but he couldn't go anywhere. Imagining that this girl just wanted to beat him like the other boys did sometimes, he cowered in fear and accepted the incoming lynching. But it somehow didn't come.
The girl was surprised and sad for that boy. The instant she was reaching for him with her hand, he started trembling in fear. She could feel a tear rolling down her face. This kid needed a friend, and she was decided to give him one.
"Don't worry. I won't do anything," said the girl in a reassuring voice.
"No! They always say the same thing… But then they beat me! You are just the same!" cried Naruto, still scared of the sudden approaching of the girl.
She was stunned, for lack of a better word. But she didn't stay back. She wanted to be this boy's friend, and she could be really stubborn if she wanted. So, in stance of going back, she sat at her side and started playing with a plastic kunai she had gotten for Christmas last year. After half an hour, the boy hadn't moved at all, when he whispered:
The girl was surprised to hear him talk again, and answered, "Why what?"
"Why are you staying here with me? I'm not your friend; I don't even know you well!"
"Well, would you like to?"
Naruto stopped right on the tracks of his rant and looked at the girl at his side wide-eyed. "What?"
"I said if you would like to be my friend," answered the girl with a beautiful smile in her face.
Naruto felt himself freeze right there and then. This girl who he hadn't even noticed before just wanted to be his friend. He came to his senses when he felt tears beginning to roll down his eyes. 'Why am I crying? I… I don't feel bad at all… in fact… I feel… warm… I feel fine…' He looked up and saw that the girl was starting to look worried again. 'Oh, no, she is going to misunderstand me…' "Thank you…"
The brunette almost could hear his whisper so he neared her face to his to hear better. "What did you say?"
"Thank you… thank you…" Naruto kept crying.
The brunette hugged him with one arm around his body and whispered soothing words to him, "You don't have to thank me anything, it's okay…"
When the boy calmed down a few minutes later he said, "I'm Naruto… Uzumaki Naruto."
The girl smiled. Naruto was starting to accept her. "Kirihana Tenten. Glad to meet you, Naruto-kun."
Naruto gave Tenten a warm smile. It was not one of his fake smiles… It was a true one, a truly happy smile. 'Now that is a smile. It's warm and it feels strangely good when he gives it.' She stood up and tended him a hand. "Come on, get up. We're going to have some fun together." And before he could say anything, she held his arm and was dragging him out by the door.
Some days later, they could be found in the early afternoon sitting happily in the branch of a small tree, talking about each other and getting to know each other. Naruto was surprised at Tenten. She was a bit of a tomboy, sure, and she was strong, but he could actually sometimes see a girly side in her, but he didn't point it out. He somehow felt that if he pointed it out, he wouldn't make her happy… He didn't know why, he thought that girly part of her made her a bit cute. For example, she liked to try new hairstyles each day. One day she appeared with a ponytail, the other with twintails, loose hair, a braid… you couldn't know how she was going to make her hair up, but somehow she seemed to match her hair with her personality that day… or was it the other way around?
Tenten, on the other hand, was amazed with Naruto. Even though he was beaten almost every day, he wasn't weak. When she asked him why he didn't defend himself, she regretted it almost instantly. His face took a dark and sad tone, and he looked at the ground and said that if he defended himself and, somehow, hurt the other children, that would only make them hate him more. When he said that, Tenten was stunned. She didn't expect that kind of response from a kid that usually acted like a goof. She felt that Naruto was somehow much more mature than what he let out. She was also amazed that he somehow was in good terms with the Hokage, who came by some times to see him. The boy was growing more and more mysterious.
One day, they were sitting at their spot in the trees, talking and laughing. At one moment, Tenten looked at the sky and said, "Ne, Naruto-kun…"
Naruto looked at her concerned of her serious expression and asked, "What's up, Tenten-chan?"
Tenten simply said, "Do you have a dream?"
"A dream?" "Yeah, a dream… You know, something you want to happen."
"Ooh, I know… Yeah, I have one."
Tenten looked at him with curiosity, "What's it?"
"I want to be… swimming in a huge bowl of ramen, as big as the Hokage Mountain! And filled with all types of ramen: miso ramen, pork ramen, beef ramen, shrimp ramen… Oooh, I'm drooling just thinking of it…" said Naruto with a bit of drool in the corners of his mouth and his stomach growling.
Tenten had to grab a branch not to fall off the tree. She couldn't grow accustomed to the unpredictability of the boy at her side. She bopped him playfully in the head and said, "Not that, baka! I mean something you want to be when you are older."
"Oh, that kind of dream… I'm sorry Tenten-chan, I'm a bit hungry, hehehe. Well, if it could happen, I would like to become a ninja. The strongest of all shinobi. I want to be the best Hokage ever! Just like Hokage-jii-chan!"
Tenten smiled at the thought that someone had a dream like her own. "You know, I'd like to see that happen… Uzumaki Naruto, Hokage of Konoha… sounds good don't you think?" That comment earned a blush and a smile from Naruto. "And Kirihana Tenten, the strongest and most beautiful kunoichi ever."
Naruto smiled warmly at her, still with a slight blush. "I'm sure you could make it happen"
Tenten blushed brightly at his comment… had he called her beautiful? Tenten tried to discard that thought as much as she could and she got up with a jump. "Ok, let's go."
Naruto looked at her with curiosity and asked, "Where to?"
"If you are going to be the strongest shinobi ever, and I am to be the strongest kunoichi ever, we have to begin training, don't you think? Now, let's go."
As they were going to the playground, however, the caretaker came out. "Where do you think you are going, brat? You are supposed to be cleaning the caretakers' toilets right now."
Tenten glared at the caretaker, a lanky old woman with glasses. "What is this about cleaning? I thought we didn't have to do any work in the house."
"Shut up, Kirihana-san, this matter does not concern you!" shouted the old woman. "Or is it that you want to help your little friend here with the toilets?" she said, almost spitting the word.
Tenten was about to shout back at her when Naruto put a hand in her shoulder. "Don't worry, Tenten. I wouldn't want to get you in trouble… I'll do it. Just wait for me and I'll come back to train with you." After he said that, he went in the building. When he was out of earshot, the woman looked around and, seeing nobody else who could get her in trouble, told her,
"You'd better watch who you share your time with, Kirihana-san. We wouldn't want him doing something to you. After all, a demon isn't a good friend for a young lady such as you. Just know I'll keep my eyes on you," and then, she left after the blonde boy, leaving behind a confused and angry Tenten.
The brunette waited there obediently, playing with her plastic kunai and occasionally writing and drawing things in the sand with it. Three hours later, the sun was setting, and she was writing Naruto's name in the sand and thinking 'He's late. He's really late… What could have happened to him… He couldn't have forgotten, could he? No, he wouldn't… right? And what did she mean by that…' Her train of thoughts came suddenly to a halt when she heard the door of the building open and she saw Naruto crawling out of there.
Or something that looked remotely like him.
He was battered and beaten in many forms. His left arm was broken, he had cuts all over his body, a particularly nasty one in his calf. All his old clothes were ragged and bloody, and half of his face was purple or black. She felt like a part of her died the moment she saw him crawling up to her until he told her with a smile in his face and a weak voice, "I told you I would come. Now, let's tra-" He was cut short when he collapsed.
She run up to him and checked if he was alive, thanking god for the few ninja scrolls she had read in the library, because now she knew how to check if he was alive. She found out that he was, but very weak. She felt like she had to get someone, but she somehow knew that no one in the orphanage would help him. She cried at her inability to help until she felt someone coming to them. When she turned around, she found herself looking at the weary eyes of a concerned and sad Hokage.
"I never thought this situation would climb to such an extent…" he said, and he lifted the boy in his arms and began walking out of the orphanage. He stopped at the door, and looking nowhere in particular, he asked, "Aren't you coming?"
The brunette got up in a jump and headed out with the old man, not looking back once at the orphanage that had mistreated her friend so badly.
After that incident, Naruto healed his wounds surprisingly quickly, adding yet another mystery to the puzzle that was the blonde boy for the brunette. Then, the Hokage was informed of the situation by Tenten, and he took measures. The current head caretaker, the old woman who made Naruto work at the toilets that day, 'disappeared suddenly', but the situation didn't change for the better for the blonde boy, because her substitute was the same as her. It was now some months later, it was mid-September and he was talking with her best friend (not that he had many), Tenten. Said girl was worried because her blonde friend had a serious expression in his face since the beginning of the day, when he had come back from the Hokage Tower where he had been called first thing in the morning.
"What is it, Naruto-kun?" asked the brunette, laying her back against the bark of the tree they were sitting on, her hair in a ponytail at the side of her head wouldn't be a problem in that position.
"Wh-what do you mean, Tenten-chan?" asked Naruto, surprised by the sudden question.
"Come on, Naruto-kun. We have known each other for more than a year now. I know when you are thinking about something. And for something to come into that thick head of yours, it must be something pretty important. What is it? Or is it that you don't trust me?" the brunette asked, her lips in a pout that made her cuteness grow to limits that Naruto couldn't bear for too long.
"Ok, ok. Damn, you know I can't do anything against that face…" 'I don't want to think what she could do if she learned that "Puppy-Eyes no Jutsu" Hokage-jii-chan talks about'
"I just didn't want to tell you anything because I didn't know how you would take it," Naruto continued. "I heard jii-chan talking about something with his secretary. It seems they are going to make me legally adult on my next birthday and he is going to give me my own apartment." Tenten's eyes seemed to brighten at that statement. "Before you say anything about how great it would be, I don't think so… I heard jii-chan say he is worried about what could happen next to me, and I am worried too… Furthermore," he felt a growing blush, "I won't be able to spend time with you, because of the orphanage and… you know…"
The brunette felt sadden with the realization of what exactly he was talking about. She didn't want to leave her now best friend, but she knew this could be for the better… and… "Actually, Naruto-kun, I have something to tell you too… I overheard a conversation the other day… It seems a couple of weapon makers want to adopt me. I feel happy, because I could have a family, and even become a ninja…" she felt like blushing too, "but I don't want to be apart from you either, Naruto-kun…" She lifted her gaze and saw herself reflected in his cerulean blue eyes. Anyone that saw them in that moment before they pulled their gaze to the side would have thought those two kids had invented a new shade of crimson. "I-I mean, you're my best friend, and all…"
They looked at each other shyly and then began laughing loudly. "Tenten, let's make a promise," he closed his right hand and straightened the pinky finger. "In a short time, we will be separated, but no matter what we do, no matter where we go, we are best friends forever."
The brunette smiled and grabbed the extended finger with her own, and both said, "Pinky promise, hold this in your head: if you break the promise, I'll tickle you to death."
Naruto let out a small laugh. "What's up?" "It's nothing, I'm just thinking that you won't have a chance to tickle me to death. Because I never break a promise, believe it."
Tenten grew a devious smile, "Oh, but that doesn't mean I can't tickle you to half-death." And with that said, she jumped at him and began tickling his sides. Naruto began revolving and laughing like a madman, struggling against her attack. When they stopped, Tenten was on top of Naruto straddling him, their faces just inches apart. They were both breathing hard, and their breaths warmed each other faces even more. The rubber band that was holding her hair had broken sometime during the battle, and her long hair, that now reached to her mid-back, fell like a curtain around them.
At the speed of sound, Tenten jumped up from him and ran to her bedroom until she arrived and buried her head in her pillow. 'WHAT WAS THAT? Why was my heart beating like that? He's just a friend, and we're too young… I'm only six, for the love of Kami! And it's like we were k- ki-' She blushed as red as a tomato. ' I don't want to get pregnant!' Ah, the mind of a little girl…
Meanwhile Naruto was frozen in place, eyes wide-open and didn't know what to think about what had just happened. Though had he known what to think, it wouldn't matter much, as his brain had shut down temporarily…
Naruto stood near the gates of the orphanage, sitting on a small bag with all of his belongings. The Hokage was near him, waiting for him to leave, but he had said he wanted to wait for a friend. Knowing who he was talking about, he left with a perverted smirk, but not too far, just enough to give them intimacy.
When Naruto saw Tenten walk out of the orphanage he gave her a half-smile. Sure, he was sad about leaving her, but he was happy too, that they both were being given a place to live. Tenten even had a family now.
Tenten ran ahead of her new parents, her hair in two buns up in her head, one on each side, wearing a pink t-shirt and green pants. She wanted to give a good impression to her new parents, so she was wearing her best clothes. When she arrived with Naruto, they stopped a few feet away from each other. They hugged awkwardly and he said, "See you some time."
"Yeah, you bet," Tenten answered. They hadn't ever talked about that moment after the tickle battle, to not bring up awkward moments, but the memory was always there, more or less hidden. Suddenly, Naruto let out a little laugh. "What's up now?"
"It's nothing. I was just looking how good those buns look on you," Naruto said, poking playfully her hair with a slight blush in his face. Tenten blushed brightly and began running after Naruto, bopping him in his head or his back whenever she came near enough.
The Hokage, meanwhile, was talking with the Higurashi couple, the new parents of the girl who was now laughing and running after the boy he considered a grandson. "Somehow, they look made for each other, don't you think?"
The Higurashi couldn't but smile and nod. Things were surely going to be interesting…
That's it for now, this is the beginning of a new fic, one that I seriously intend on continuing. Next chapter will be a time-skip, of course, because it's too difficult to get in the mind of a child without making them look too mature (you may have noticed that).
R&R, people! Flames will be used to cook ramen. (hmmm… ramen…)