Naruto set the boy down on his bed and then went into the bathroom. As he hugged the boy to his chest, he walked up to his apartment, swiftly taking out his keys and unlocking his door. Naruto, shocked at what he heard, grabbed the boy and picked him up. "They didn't want me anymore so they left me". The boy didn't say anything for a while and Naruto just waited, trying to cover both of them under his small umbrella, when all of a sudden the boy grabbed Naruto's hand and squeezed tightly. "Are you alone? Do you know where your parents are?" Naruto asked, hoping that the boy would give him some sort of answer. Naruto glanced around him to see if there was anyone who might be related to the boy but no one seemed to care as to who the kid was. The kid looked at Naruto, his brown eyes watering a bit as he looked back down at the ground, making some of his brown locks fall on his face and stick to his forehead. Even though the answer was obvious, Naruto couldn't think of anything else to ask. Naruto eyed the boy and noted that the child was only wearing a thin white tank top and a pair of black shorts, the blond also noticed bruises on the boy's thin, fragile arms and that the rain had soaked him to the bone, giving Naruto an estimation of how long the child had been standing there for. Naruto hesitated a bit before walking to the petite form and bobbed down to come face to face with a little boy, no older than 6. Though that wasn't his job, he knew he would end up having to do it anyway because Sasuke, the Student Council President and his childhood friend, never did any of his duties.Īs Naruto reached his apartment building he noticed a small figure standing in front of it.
Today was Uzumaki Naruto's last day as a high school student, and because he had been the Student Council Vice-President he had to stay back and get the new Student Council members prepared for the year to come. Since he had to stay back, it had already become late without him noticing and when he started heading home it suddenly began to rain, luckily he had remembered to take his umbrella. Naruto had been walking home from school. Cars whizzed past and strangers ran passed him as they tried to find shelter from the rain. Naruto could hear the small pitter-patter the rain made, as droplets of water fell on his bright orange umbrella, while he walked down Konoha's busy streets.
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