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Tenshi
Chapter 1: To Grow Strong
Tenshi dragged himself homewards, his body aching from the severe beating handed to him by the local bullies, a beating that left the normally handsome and pronounced Tenshi a swollen purple shadow of his former self.
The boy's blonde haired, beautifully tanned face normally bared a smile that could light a thousand cities, now it hung low on his face, the shame and humiliation visible to even the densest of passers by. The reason for the thrashing was non-existent, the bullies simply pounding him because they felt like it.
The boy wished he could find the strength to stand up to the bastards but his fear always ruled him at such times.
Limping past the fence that marked the boundaries of his home, Tenshi went through the trouble of climbing up the ladder-like structure meant to bare vines up to his window. Popping the lock, a trick taught to him by his elder brother, Tenshi wearily shoved himself through the window and plopped his aching body down onto his soft welcoming bed.
Why he went through all this trouble? To avoid his family who would send unwelcome questions his way as to the origin of the unsightly blemishes dotting his skin.
Tenshi swore to himself as the cold of his air-conditioned room dulled the throbbing pain in his body. He would wreak his revenge on the bastards with thrice the fury they had dealt him. He would do so even if it'd be the last thing he'd do.
Letting the mechanical hum of his air conditioner form into a soft lullaby, Tenshi drifted off into much welcomed sleep. Little did the blonde know that with dawn he would be entering a new saga of life where he would find the strength that would either break or make him.
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Tenshi cracked open his eyes with reluctance. He was awake which meant another day as a pathetic weakling and another thrashing by the bullies. Hopefully his bruises would have healed by now; Tenshi had always been a fast healer. Freakishly fast, he was told by the school nurse some weeks ago after she had examined a severely sprained shoulder just a few hours after the incident, compliments of the bullies once again.
He really didn't want his parents to find out about the beatings, he knew it would just lead to them taking the incident to the school headmaster which would lead to a complaint filed against the bullies. That would lead to painful repercussions by the thugs against him, something which Tenshi would have liked to avoid at any cost.
Attempting to give in to his sleepiness, the blonde shut his eyes and rolled over on his bed. It wouldn't be time to leave for school for a few more hours anyways so he had nothing to do but sleep. A few minutes into his attempted slumber and Tenshi felt a pointed object lodge itself onto his back repeatedly.
At first the boy tried to ignore the offence presuming it to be his hectic five year old brother attempting to get Tenshi to play with him. However, after a few seconds of poking a voice, most probably from the originator of the annoyance, questioned the sleeping blonde.
That voice was most definitely not his younger brother, or any of his family for that matter.
"Oi, kid. Get up ya lazy bum."
Alert instantly, Tenshi rolled over and attempted to jump off his bed and assume a defensive pose. However, a few loops later and Tenshi was surprised when he didn't find the edge of his bed. For that matter, it didn't even feel like he was on a bed, the texture more like rough earth. Taking a more careful glance around his surroundings, Tenshi was stunned to see that he was in some sort of forested area, his bed and the rest of his house nowhere to be seen.
Standing a few feet away was the poker, a man wearing some sort of foreign garb he vaguely recognized. It consisted of a green buffed up jacket of some sort with several small pockets. Within, he wore a black sleeved shirt with a red swirl on the bottom of one shoulder and dark green pants with a pouch containing strange triangular knives. On his feet, the man wore what looked like open toed shoes made of some hard dense material.
The man stared curiously at the blonde, a small stick in his hand and his long hair lying on the flat of his back.
As Tenshi examined the man further, he noticed the strangest thing about the man's getup, a metallic slab of metal attached to a headband. The metal had a swirl-like symbol with a curved triangle at one end.
At that moment the realization hit Tenshi with the force of a tsunami. The blonde always was a big anime fan but for the past few months he had broken out of the habit of watching anime, the stresses of a life dominated by constant pain and caution leaving no other choice.
"You hurt or something? Your eyes are kinda wide, what are you staring at? Do I have something on my face?" questioned the man.
Finally mustering up the strength to talk, Tenshi began "A-are you a sh-shinobi?"
"Well duh. What was your first clue?" mocked the man, a smile forming on his lips at the curious question.
"Of…Konohagakure?" asked the blonde, his voice returning to him.
"…Wow…..you're either extremely stupid or some kinda foreigner. You're in the bloody Land of Fire and you don't know what a Konoha-nin looks like?"
"I'm sorry. I am a foreigner." stated Tenshi. He wasn't lying. Technically, Tenshi was a foreigner, just not in the way the shinobi thought he was. "I got lost in the woods and wandered around for hours, eventually my exhaustion got to me so I found this spot and took a nap."
"…my oh my….that's got to be the worst lie I've ever heard. I saw through that the second the words left your mouth." said the man, his humorous stature turning more serious. Rising to his feet, having been hunched down up till now, the shinobi stretched out his hand, gesturing for Tenshi to grab hold of it.
Not wanting to do anything that would place him in unwanted trouble, Tenshi obediently grasped the man's hand only for the shinobi to yank him up to his feet and place a kunai to the boy's throat.
"Now listen here kid, I don't know who you are and why a little foreign brat like you is wandering around this forest but I want answers now. The fact that you lied to me tells me that you obviously have some hidden agenda and since I could discover that you were indeed lying, that tells me that you're not any ninja. Even the youngest of ninja have been trained to lie effectively. So, start talking." finished the man, his kunai hovering dangerously close to Tenshi's throat.
Gasping for breath, Tenshi suddenly felt his knees collapse from underneath him, his arms go immobile and his throat turn dry as sandpaper. Falling to the ground, the blonde curled up into the fetal position and began shaking, his mind a dizzying mixture of fear and anger. Fear towards the shinobi who could kill him so easily and anger at being unable to defend himself yet again.
Tenshi hated whenever this happened. At the immediate moment that he finds out that he could be inflicted any bodily harm, the blonde instantaneously loses control of his body and assumes this position. A self defense mechanism maybe, but a sure as hell humiliating one that did little to protect him from the kicks and punches of the bullies he was tormented by.
The shinobi stared at the boy whimpering near his feet with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. Either this kid was one heck of an actor or he really was scared stupid by such a common gesture of hostility as raising a knife to one's throat, a sight common in the world of ninja to most children.
"Wow, I didn't expect this." stated the man. Sheathing his kunai, the man bent down and attempted to assure the boy that he was only testing him and that the shinobi had no intention of harming him. A minute of these assurances later had warranted no movement on Tenshi's part. Wondering just how much he had scared the poor boy, the man grabbed Tenshi's arms and folded them away from the boy's face.
A smile crept along the shinobi's face, threatening to burst into a wide-assed grin. 'Hah! The kid's fainted! Geez, he must have lived one heck of a sheltered life to faint because of something like this. Hehe, the kind of weaklings this world holds. I guess I better take him back to the Leaf, he must have parents looking for him.'
Lifting the unconscious Tenshi bridal style, the man leapt onto the tree canopies and headed in a bee-line straight for Konohagakure.
'I think I'm gonna have some fun messing with this kid.' thought the man with a mischievous chuckle.
Preview of Chapter 2: New Saga
Instantly recognizing the voice, Tenshi sprang up from the bed only to face the sight of a multitude of people pacing through and from the room in which he lay. Glancing around, Tenshi discerned that he was in some hospital room. All around him were cots, some filled with patients but the majority of them empty. The walls were painted a dull blue that soothed the raging inferno in Tenshi's head. Turning to face the voice, the blonde was confronted with the familia on FF, features of a man standing near his cot, a grin on the long haired shinobi's face.
A/N
My first fic, enjoy! Usually, I don't like fics with a theme like this but....I just felt like making one so, here we are.
Please do comment about things I may have to improve and such, constructive criticism is always welcome.