Naruto's Guardian(Remake)

Chapter One: The Black Cat

In the dim glow of her computer screen, Kira found herself once again immersed in the ninja-filled world of Naruto. The familiar episodes played out before her, providing a comforting escape from the shadows that lingered in her past. Her chair creaked as she reached for the bag of chips, only to be met with disappointment – an empty bag, crumbs clinging to the corners.

Frustration etched across her face, Kira pushed herself away from the desk, the glow of her screen fading as she ventured into the darkness of her room. Determined to satisfy her craving, she made her way to the kitchen, but the emptiness of her snack drawers sent a pang of panic through her.

A sinking feeling settled in her stomach as she realized the only option left was to step outside. Memories of unpleasant encounters and the reasons behind her self-imposed isolation flooded back, causing a weakness to creep into her limbs. She had been a bright student, but past events had turned her into a reluctant recluse.

Reluctance and anxiety fueled her movements as she changed into warmer clothes and gathered her essentials. The night air bit at her hand when she tested it through the open window, urging her to bundle up. She stood before the front entrance, locking the door behind her with shaky hands.

"Phone? Check. Mask? Check. Incredible amount of money from my emotionally detached parents? Check. Fear of people? Check! We have everything... yay," she muttered with a bitter undertone, a mix of sarcasm and resignation.

With a deep breath, Kira stepped into the deserted alley, the darkness enveloping her. The main street, too, lay silent, the only companion being the flickering streetlights. Midnight's eerie stillness surrounded her as she navigated through the empty cityscape.

A sudden movement startled her – a cat darted across the street. Yoruichi, as Kira fondly called her, brought a brief sense of familiarity and comfort. The girl sighed in relief, grateful for the company of her feline friend, even if their relationship was one-sided.

Focused on her mission, Kira mentally composed a list of snacks to purchase. Unhealthy choices dominated her thoughts, pushing aside any notion of a balanced meal. The convenience store loomed ahead, its fluorescent lights cutting through the night.

With a mixture of trepidation and determination, Kira pushed open the door, the bell chiming softly. The store's aisles beckoned, each step a reminder of the outside world she had long avoided. As she browsed the shelves, her thoughts shifted between Naruto's adventures and the reality of her own midnight quest for sustenance.

The convenience store's automatic door chimed as Kira stepped into the stale and tired atmosphere of the store. The city, bathed in the soft glow of distant streetlights, felt like a tranquil haven. The only audible sounds were her footsteps and the rhythmic hum of nearby traffic. The tired cashier, alone behind the counter, glanced up from his monotonous tasks, his eyes reflecting a mixture of exhaustion and mild curiosity.

Kira took solace in the fact that, at this hour, there was only one other person inside. The store, despite its compact size, boasted an impressive variety of goods and remained open 24/7, catering to the nocturnal needs of the city's denizens.

Her thoughts shifted as she navigated the narrow aisles, her hand gliding over familiar products. It was in this routine that she found comfort, even if it meant conversing with the silent echoes of her own mind.

"I need some comfort food," she muttered to herself, scanning the shelves for her preferred snacks. Her fingers traced the edges of each package as she deliberated, seemingly lost in a conversation with an invisible companion.

In the silence of the store, Kira paid for her chosen items without uttering a single word. The cashier, seemingly unfazed by her muted transactions, maintained a bored expression. His eyes followed her as she swiftly left, a solitary figure disappearing into the night.