3 Chapter 3

I swear to god, If he even fucking exists, I can't put up with these fucking hillbilly fucks.

These savage fuckers not only expect me, a 6-year-old, to roll about in a muddy field doing back-breaking labor, but also want me to eat fucking rice every single day.

They put rice in fucking everything. I swear them fuckers would make me only digest fucking air and dust if they could.

I am so fed up of being poor. Fuck them, no, in fact, fuck this entire village and every infectious sibling fucking cunt in it.

I swear every last cunt here is inbred. I mean look at this one now.

I run over to the fattest most idiotic 'person' I've ever seen.

"HIROKI" I shout at the kid drinking from a muddy puddle.

Hiroki looks up with the biggest grin and brightest eyes only someone so completely innocent could have.

He also had a turd on his head.

I swear to god he's a neanderthal.

"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT PLAYING IN MUD HIROKI!" I roar at a safe enough distance not to get any dumb on me.

"Not to?" Hiroki asks.

My face goes still.

"Was that a question," I say in a stable voice.

"No?" Hiroki asks again.

"Hiroki...What have I told you about stupid questions." I say once again in a stable voice.

I could see Hiroki thinking really hard about what I just said.

"Not to ask them?" He replies only half sure.

"Yes. And what did I say I would do if you asked me another stupid question?" I ask whilst holding back my rage by grinding my teeth.

I saw a look of realization in Hiroki's eyes. A look that only an ape staring certain death in the face could have.

Hiroki dashed away into the nearby rice fields with me trailing behind.

I was a lot fitter than Hiroki with him somehow managing to become obese in this shit hole farming village, because of this I was able to catch him relatively quickly.

I tackled the fat boy to the ground and we both went skidding into a puddle.

I pinned the fat boy down to the ground and looked at him with rage in my eyes.

This fucker got me dirty, he will pay.

Wait...Where's the shit on Hiroki's head gone?

Almost simultaneously both me and Hiroki looked up at my head.

A perfectly formed turd was lying on the top of my head.

My eyes fell to Hiroki.

Hiroki's eyes looked to me.

My face was devoid of emotion. Hiroki's wasn't.

My fist fell on Hiroki's face, and again, and again, and again.

My face was no longer devoid of emotion but instead burning with rage.

My teeth clenched together like a wild animal and my contorted face red with emotions of rage and embarrassment.

Meanwhile, Hiroki, the simple creature he was, laid there and let me dig a hole through his face. PUNCH BY PUNCH.

Blood and spit flew everywhere as my knuckles tarred away at Hiroki's fat troglodytic faces.

The faint smell of shit fell over the scene, it emanated from both my head and Hiroki's soiled pants.

And then I stopped.

Hiroki was barely breathing as I lay on top of the boy panting.

I could tell he was about to die. No, I could feel it.

I sneered in disgust and spit on the boy.

I reeled back my fist for my final punch and Hiroki's final breath.

Time seemed to slow as my fist broke through the air between me and Hiroki's fat face.

This was the end. By Hiroki.

But then it wasn't.

A firm hand grabbed my wrist and before I knew it I was flying backward skidding through the rice fields and dirt. The turd on my head was also dislodged and flew further into the fields.

WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M GONNA...

And then my rage stopped.

When I had got up ready to murder whoever had thrown me I saw an amazing sight.

Huddled over Hiroki was a man.

But not just any man. This man was wearing a flowing white robe and had pitch white skin.

Two horns sprouted up from his forehead and a weird red marking was situated on his head.

But despite his odd appearance, there was something else that stole my attention.

The man held his palms over Hiroki and a green light was coming from them.

I was shocked. Was this chakra?

I watched as under the man's hands Hiroki's wounds disappeared.

I needed this power.

I approached the man quietly from behind.

"Excuse me," I said politely.

I got no reply.

"Can you teach me how to use chakra," I demanded.

This got his attention.

This mysterious man turned his head slowly to me.

"No." He said with a deadpan expression.

He then turned back to Hiroki and picked him up.

"Where does this boy live?" The man asked apathetically.

I stood there still shocked at the man's abrupt refusal.

The man slowly walked to me with Hiroki in his arms and crouched down to my eye level.

"Where does this boy live?" He asked again.

Finally broken from my shock I looked back at the man.

"Follow me," I said simply.

I then led the man to Hiroki's house.

"I don't think you understand..." I said beginning to defend my previous actions.

"I think I do." The man cut in.

There was an awkward silence then as I lead him to Hiroki's house.

When we made it there Hiroki's mother, who was also fat and dumb looking (Shocker), ran out to meet us.

She took the unconscious Hiroki from the man.

She looked down with sad eyes at her son's condition and then looked at the man with a renewed anger.

"What have you done to my boy!" She asked in anger.

"I have healed him." The man replied simply.

The woman seemed to do a one-eighty as soon as he said that and let both me and the man into her house and made tea. What a naive woman to believe a stranger who showed up holding her unconscious son.

Fucking inbreds.

Anyway...Once Hiroki had been put into his 'bed' and the man had sat down, I once again began my assault.

"Teach me how to use chakra," I said looking at him.

"No." He replied returning my stare.

Hmmm. I bet he's the fucking righteous type but I don't think I can bullshit a magician so what do I do?

Just as Hiroki's mother was returning to the room with tea I fell to my knees in front of this powerful man.

My face showed the complex emotions I felt submitting even in part to the man. How ironic that in order to achieve my goal I must sacrifice it.

"Sir, if you teach me I promise to change my ways," I said with my head bowed.

There was an awkward silence in the room. I could her Hiroki's mother shuffling awkwardly in the background unsure of what to do.

Minutes past and I became anxious.

Looking up I stared into the man's eyes.

"Very well." The man said slowly.

My face light up.

"On one condition." He continued.

"Anything," I said eager to gain his knowledge.

"You will train with the other boy." Clarified the man.

My face grimaced for a moment but I hid it quickly.

"Okay." I submitted.

"That is if it's okay with you." The man said looking at Hiroki's mother.

I also turned to look at the shocked woman still holding a tray with tea on.

I saw her eyes light up with happiness before she dropped the tray and ran over to thank the man.

Tea was everywhere... Fucking inbreds.