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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Naruto, nor
do I make any money from using their likenesses. I do this for pure
entertainment only.

Bared
Naked

Prologue: Sunday Night

The
night was clear and dark over the Village Hidden in the Leaves and all of the
village�s inhabitants had long since retired for the evening�s preparations of
another hard day�s work tomorrow once the sun rose again. The streets were
bereft of humans and only the occasional cat or dog searching for a safe place
to bed down moving about.
Except
for one restless young man wandering the streets and�
<Is
that him?>
<That
kid is our target?>
<Yes.
Don�t let your guard down. He is much more capable than he appears. Now get
ready.>
The
three figures cautiously stalking him that were more
than they appeared to be.
Slowly,
oh so slowly, they crept closer to the young man. He was no more than a boy
really and so it was a bit confusing as to why they had been sent to grab him
but their orders had come directly from the leader of their village. One did
not argue with such an order, no matter how suicidal the task seemed.
Their
target paused and looked in their direction. He kept one hand in his jacket
pocket while the other was allowed to hang by his side- right by his kunai
knife holder. He continued to appear relaxed but small involuntary movements
gave away his wariness. The youth scanned the area briefly before letting his
eyes come to rest on the three again, right hand hovering over the handle of
one of the blades.
<He�s
on to us!>
<Shut
up!> The leader of the group hissed at his
subordinate, sending the two scampering off into opposite alley ways as if
frightened of him. Once the two had vanished into the night, their leader began
to scent the air, letting his nose lead him closer to the young man.
I�m hungry,
Nose in the air, he continued the ruse, staying just out of reach of the youth
as he circled the boy. Can�t you see I�m
just trying to find some food? He let out a small mewl for emphasis.
The
boy wavered and his hand drifted away from his knives, instead reaching back to
dig into the little hip pouch attached to his belt. Before his hand could
disappear into its hidden depths however, it paused and resettled again by the
boy�s side. He took a step backwards, warily watching his street side
companion.
He�d
smelled the trap and was preparing to defend.
<Now!>
The leader shouted and suddenly the night was alive with
movement. The three hit the youth from all sides, nimbly evading his
counterattacks with their superior agility and night vision. They were smaller
targets, harder to hit, and they slashed mercilessly at the youth. They slowly
worked him further down the street, deeper into the dark and away from help,
waiting for an opening patiently as only the experienced could. Their efforts
were rewarded, the final blow struck as teeth sank home, and the three leaped
away out of danger.
The
boy gasped, holding a hand to the bite site, knees starting to buckle as the
poison spread. He let out a cry, startling the three and causing lights to
flicker into being as near by houses responded to his voice. He shrieked, body falling to the ground, hunching over in pain and
agony as his limbs were forced into an unfamiliar shape. The still night was
filled with thick, meaty tearing sounds and muted popping as bones and muscles
rearranged themselves. It was painful and the boy let the village hear his pain
unabashedly for several minutes before succumbing to the after effects of such
a form shift. The yelling soon died away, degenerating into pathetic mewling as
the youth shrank and disappeared from view into the clothing that he had been
wearing. The pile of cloth quivered, one tiny paw emerging and flexing in the
air before flopping back to lie still.
Lights
lit up the little street, angry faces appearing in windows as curtains were
swept aside. That anger only increased when the source of all the noise was
revealed to be a small gathering of stray felines. Some one chucked a shoe at
them, which they dodged easily before finally moving toward the fabric and its
new contents, the leader sniffing judiciously at the small paw.
<He�s
out.> The leader announced, bending forward to pick
up the newly transformed teenager.
<That
was easy. With all the preparations you�d think the kid was a demon or
something.> His second groused, pawing at the ground unhappily.
<Seriously,
this was overkill.> The third one agreed, tail held
arrogantly in the air. He sauntered a few steps away and looked up, surprise
and annoyance darting across his feline features.
<Over
confidence killed the cat!> The trio�s leader
snarled, the effect diminished since he had his teeth firmly sunk into the
scruff of the kitten�s neck. He pulled the rest of the fur covered body free,
dragging it clear of the discarded clothing entirely. <Get over here and
help me!> He yowled, looking around for his subordinates, both of whom
seemed to have paled several shades. <He�s heavier�> Then he heard it
too, the sounds that had caught his companions attention.
A
door burst open a few feet ahead of them, the owner of the domicile waving a
fist at them all as he shouted. �Be quiet you mangy fur balls or I�ll give you
something to cry about!� A rusted pot was tossed at them, making them scatter,
the leader having to leap away from his prize in order to avoid injury.
The
two other cats hissed at the man, voices blending together as they let loose
menacing yowls in challenge.
<NO!>
Their leader yelled but it was already too late. There
was a scraping sound, loud in the night, and then barking.
Lots and lots of barking.
�Heel!�
The man yelled, moving his bulk from the door frame and allowing the source of
all that barking to spill into the street. Big dogs, little dogs, and every
size in between were quickly gathered in the road, each panting excitedly, some
doing little circle dances of joy, every one of them looking at the three adult
cats hungrily, as if some person had thoughtfully placed a sign next to them
that read �All you can eat buffet.�
�Attack!�
The order given, the dogs surged forward en mass, jaws snapping, drool flying. Fur on end, the three felines fled into the
night, splitting up and using all their feline prowess
just to stay out of reach of the vicious canines chasing them. The kitten, the
trio�s prize, was abandoned and all too soon the little body disappeared from
view under the canine tidal wave. As the three fled deeper into the village,
howls of victory rent the air behind them and the leader of the three cats
cursed his subordinates, wondering how he was going to explain the death of the
last Uchiha heir to their waiting master.

Thank you very much for
reading. I hope you�ll check back for chapter 1. Constructive criticism is
always welcome.
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