Naruto Alternate Universe

The Day was busy among the crowds of the Hidden Leaf Village, at least that's what Hasher thought. He's never been here before, or anywhere else for that matter, and so wasn't quite sure exactly what was considered busy in a village. All he knew for certain was that it was busy to him, and made him feel very uncomfortable.

From the second that he had walked through the gates, he wished that he hadn't. Things were much too chaotic there for his liking. He felt his heart speed up, and his stomach twist in on itself. He wanted to go back, he wanted to do so more than anything else, but he forced himself on. He had nowhere to go back to. Besides, this was what he wanted, to be among people.

Knowing that he was doing what he wanted to do wasn't enough to force himself to keep going. He had to stop and lean on a nearby building. People, they were talking so loudly. their eyes, so many eyes. He didn't think he could take this. "What's wrong with you people!" He shouted at the top of his voice.

Not everyone stopped. He supposed that was a result of living a city life, but enough did to make him feel very self conscious. His face reddened, and he tried to think of something to say to break the tension.

Kaiko Hyuuga was out the Hyuuga clan house practicing her fighting style with a training dummy. She was slowly perfecting her form. Kaiko was determined to get it as near perfect as she could. This was part of her normal morning activities as a ninja. Her main goal to gain from her training to become faster, and more accurate with her strikes.

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Ayameko was out doing some errands for her mom in the village. She needed to pick up some milk, eggs, and other items of the sort. Her mom always gave her a little extra money to get herself something. She was in a snack shop when she heared a boy scream from outside. She glanced outside through the store window to see what was happening outside.

At that moment Mitshuhiro was walking by, arms laden with an assortment of plants and greenery of various shapes and sizes. It had been time to re-stock on ingredients for his poisons, and he had just gotten back from trips across the open land stopping at the usual places he always did when it was time to re-supply. Being an avid poison-maker, as well as having an insatiable desire to experiment, he went through ingredients fairly often. Some he was able to grow in his labs, but many required very specific conditions to grow properly.

Now that he was back, he needed to get back to his lab and store these properly so they did not go to waste. However, his trip was suddenly delayed by a boy leaning against one of the buildings and screaming at people. He gave him a slightly peeved look. "Seems you are the only one here with something wrong with them." he said, staring at the odd young man who looked white as a sheet and like he was going to be sick.

Hasher was anxious for something to happen, anything to happen. He needed something to break the dams of the masses rolling around like waves, but none of them did. The ones that had stopped to look at him, upon realizing that he didn't have anything further to say to them, without the need to urge him onward, quickly lost interest, and quickly merged back into the herds of people going this way and that. After a second, he was no longer able to keep track of who had went this way, and who had gone that way. "No they just left. Is this what the city does to people, makes them cold to others, even if their but a few feet away from them?"

He was so lost in thought that he wasn't paying attention his surroundings. He had no idea that there was someone that had taken noticed him, much less interested in speaking to him. The man's voice caught him off guard, and made him jump with a nervous yelp. "Huh what?" He swallowed hard and swiveled around on his feet to face whatever was coming. He was shaking. He had to stop. It required some effort but he managed to get himself to calm down.

"I'm sorry. I guess, I uhm. I'm new here, and this whole thing seems wrong. Doesn't it see wrong to you?" He shook his head upon remembering that there was something he needed to do first. "Oh yeah. Introductions." He wasn't sure if he should hold out his hand or not. He knew that he was supposed to, but the man's hands were filled with things, and he didn't want to task him with the offer of his hand. "I'm Hasher." He decided to offer the man his hand. He didn't know why, but he just felt that it was better that way.

Haruka was entering the village, she was coming back from a mission, the mission was a success she and two other ninjas had the mission to escort a lord from another land they got some trouble on their way but everything was fine and the lord was escorted safe to his land.

Haruka was walking alone in the village with her hands in her pockets and her head down looking at the ground, thinking. She was thinking for her family her father was dead and her mother... her mother sold her for money as a slave. Haruka was thinking if she will ever meet her mother again she wanted to know if she was such a bad child to be sold for so little money, 10 years had past when she saw her mother for the last time Haruka will never forget how she looks how she was so loving and so good with her child, but she sold her child Haruka only wanted to know why, why did she sold her.

Tears were felling from her eyes when she was walking to her home, suddenly she heard someone screaming she quickly turned around at the guy that was screaming and saw a bunch of peoples around him, she didn't notice the guy that was screaming she noticed that Mitshuhiro was there, Haruka didn't knew him that well she was in a couple of missions with him but nothing more. Haruka wiped the tears from her face and walked where he was still wiping the tears from her eyes, Haruka moved her head up looking at Mitshuhiro and said with a smile hiding that she was crying "What's going on here guys" She looks at the guy that was screaming and looks him with a angry look.

Siri tipped over herself gracefully and dug her sharp sword into the target's head. White, fluffy filling spurted out as she pulled her sword out. She returned it to the scabbard at her side. She began walking towards the villiage, towards her house. She couldn't call this place home just yet. Maybe soon, if she could make some trends. Her waterfall village headband shook gently across her waist as she walked. As she passed an alley way she heard a shout. She debated whether or not to see what the commotion was, but decided against it. Rather she walked into the supermarket to pick up somethings for lunch and dinner.

Mitsuhiro stared at the self-described newcomer, taking in every little detail of the young man. He had jumped nervously upon hearing his voice, and looked more or less terrified, like just being in the village frightened him. He looked closely, studying his appearance, and found him wholly uninteresting, until he looked into his eyes. The unmistakable concentric rings of the Rinnegan covered his eyes, causing Mitsuhiro to freeze completely for the briefest moment, then returned to a more relaxed posture. It would not be wise to make a scene over him suddenly. He was already emotional, practically verging on hysterics. He surmised the boy was unaware of what he truly possessed, so this would require very delicate care, lest he unknowingly unleash the powers residing in his eyes. The hokage needed to be informed immediately, as well as the Elders and the Jounin Council. For the moment though, it seemed he would have to ingratiate himself to the boy. The Rinnegan would be a tremendous asset to the village.

He wasn't sure what he thought was wrong, but it didn't really matter. He opened his mouth to speak when Haruka approached him, inquiring about the newcomer, who had just introduced himself. Her eyes were red and a little puffy, but whether or not Haruka shed a few tears didn't overly concern him. "It seems we have a new visitor to the village. A Mr. Hasher I believe was the name he gave." He turned back to Hasher, a pleasant look on his face. "Welcome to Konohagakure, I hope you will enjoy your time here. Is there anything we can help you with?" Anyone who had spent time with Mitsuhiro would know that this was completely unlike him. He hoped no one would comment on it, and that neither Haruka, nor the young genin that had approached at the same time would comment on the boy's eyes.

Hasher didn't hear the woman arrive so when she demanded to know what the problem he jumped, and turned to face her. "I uhm." He shook his head. "I don't know." He sighed, and tried to force his shoulders to relax. "I've just haven't ever been in a place like this. I guess." He looked at the man. "I guess its only just a shock of culture. I am sorry." He sighed. "I'll not be a bother to the village anymore. I mean, I'll not have to cause another seen." He looked at the window that was behind him, and jumped again at the sight of strange red eyes like he's never seen before on a young woman. "Oh Uhm, hello."

The Young man turned his strange eyes to the woman. "I'm sorry again. There's nothing wrong, I won't cause another scene, or at least I won't try to. I've just come to the village, as I've said. I'm looking for work, or something to tide me over. I could assist either of you, or not. If not, that's fine, I'll be on my way. I'm certain that a village such as this must be teaming with plenty of opportunities. "