The Guardians (Naruto fan fic) ON HOLD AND EDITING

{Edited version~}

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*Third  P.O.V*

"Anna, Usagi, LOOK WHAT I BOUGHT!" Running towards a table filled with the two girls before mentioned, a girl with long blond hair shouted while nearing the twins, both having brown, mid-back length, hair and blue eyes.

"Hm... I see you got it with your money." One of them commented while eating some ramen. Seeing it was lunchtime, the three were sitting around a table, each one with their respective meal.

"Sooo... You gonna let me see that?" The other one jerked her chin towards the book the blond girl held on her hand, extending her arm with her hand open, in the silent and universal sign of ‘give it to me’.

“Hm? Yeah, sure.” Sitting down with her lunch, the blond half mumbled and passed the book before focusing on her own lunch, taking it out.

"Ren, is that another mark? Did HE give it to you?" The first one demanded as her eyes narrowed in both knowledge and deep settled irritation as she eyed the bruise the blond girl, named Ren, had failed to conceal.

Ren looked down, since it was no use to deny what they both knew so well. "Y-yeah." Her voice was a sigh as her hand went to rub the sore and bruised flesh absentmindedly. Being thrown against a wall wasn’t as easy and pain free as one would think. After the shock, the soreness would remain.

Giving a very human growl, the girl crossed her arms and leaned back, glaring down at the portion of table in front of her. A rapidly fleeting moment passed before she looked back at the blond, “You should just leave. Why deal with that bullshit?! Come with us on one of our trips, or stay with Koneko.”

“It’s surely better than having to put up with abuse, Ren.” The other twin sighed, trying to nudge her friend into safety, but the blond quickly diverted her attention from she was being told.

“Why, Speak of the Devil and will appear.” She said with a grin as a rather oddly dressed girl sat down beside her.

The strange girl bore the name Koneko, the friend earlier mentioned by one of the twins. That day, the, as if obligatory, beanie was black and a few strands of the girl’s golden hair, the rest shoved into the stretchy material of the beanie. As always, she wore a blue denim skirt that reached her feet, but today, it was a dark blue hoodie, and a pair of simple sneakers.

After sitting down, Koneko’s eyebrows rose, her face taking in a somewhat playful expression, “Awh, you talked about me. I feel loved~” She finished with a chuckle that was cut short after noticing the darker sport on Ren’s arm, "What the-! I swear..  if I find one more effing bruise on you...  I'm going to kill those people.” She finished in a somewhat feline like growling hiss.

A tense silence soon followed as Ren looked down at her lap.

Her appetite fled and she just evaded any further conversation about the bruising as they continued to eat lunch, their conversation shifting toward other, more trivial subjects, such as music, cinema, and one they were very into, anime,  until the blond’s eyes caught sight of the time on the large clock on the cafeteria's wall.

Standing up, she quickly discarded of the leftovers and dirty papers from her lunch, before shouldering her saddle bag, and pulling her newly acquired book from her friend’s hands, causing an irritated and half hearted “hey!” to be exclaimed by her friend.

“Well, you can read it tomorrow. Or later. Either way, it was good to hang out, but I’ve gotta split.” Ren shrugged a shoulder, turning and hurrying out of the school, but not before rolling her eyes at her friends’ request of caution.

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"Go get the stupid thing you call a dog, ya’ stupid woman.” A bitter man said  to Ren, who stood in her kitchen, holding a glass of water. He stood in front of her, towering over her small stature, his face close enough that the stench of alcohol in his breath hit her sense of smell like a punch.

Ren sighed as she slipped on her converse brand shoes, and then a hoodie, the konoha symbol was on the back of it. Jogging down the back stairs she took out a skateboard that was in the garage. Ren hopped onto said board and rode it two blocks away to Koneko’s house.