One Little Scroll

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto in any way shape or form but I do own this story.

It was a late night in uptown Konoha with the distinct sounds of an angry mob in the distance slowly getting farther and farther away. A little blond boy was hiding in a pile of boxes panting slightly. "Well at least that's over, but I'm so far away from home." He sighed. He froze up instantly hearing muffled talking drawing near. Closer and closer the talking came always mumbled enough to be inaudible but there were a few distinct words he heard many times Hyuuga and Elders. Now he knew what elders were but he was at a loss to what or who a Hyuuga was. He saw the two men pass him each carrying a box labeled incinerator. Both walked dangerously close to the boys hiding spot on their walk down the side walk when one of the men's box's bottoms went out spilling a massive amount of scrolls onto the street. "You idiot pick them up hurry you know how sensitive these documents are!" The slightly older man hissed before glaring daggers at the other man for his accident. The younger man scrambled to retrieve the scrolls from the ground. Unluckily for him it was a moonless night and the particular street light that was directly above them was out, which was lucky for the boy who was trying to hide. After gathering the scrolls and resealing the box both men left in a hurry towards a large gray building in the distance. The little boy slowly made his way out of the pile of boxes until he tripped on something. Mumbling angrily he picked up said object to inspect it. 'Some kind of scroll I wonder what that symbol is for… Hey Fox!' 'What is it kit?' a certain fox asked groggily 'What is the symbol on the scroll mean?' he thought innocently. 'It is a clan symbol and from the looks of it, it looks like the Hyuuga elders modified version of their clan seal.' The boy pocketed the scroll thinking of returning it later or possibly using the back for sketching paper either way he was going to keep it for a while. The boy then got up from his hiding place and started running towards his apartment down town while sticking to alleys and shadows the entire way. "Home sweet home." he said to no one in particular when he opened his graffiti covered door. "Home sweet home."