He Contemplates What Just Happened

He was shaking.

Hokage's son he may be but he never had the love or ability to stay away from punishments like his siblings did. No immunity of such levels existed for him.

And, while Naruto was sure his father did love him, (maybe...) he was also somewhat suspicious he would still be sent to Ibiki in that moment.

A space-time break in the village was something that went beyond all of the villages security measures. This was a red alert, so to speak. A breech of this level would have everyone's suspicion on him for just being there.

But... no one cared. No ANBU had come to chase after him after his father realized Naruto was there but he somehow ignored him. No ANBU had stopped him as he had walked out of the area.

He knew ninjas had gone past him. Genin he may be, he was still the son of the Yellow Flash. He may not have been trained by him, but years spent under the man had still mildly trained his eyes to high speed movements. Nothing quite as good as his siblings' eyes, though, as they actually trained with the man unlike him.

He had seen the blurs go past on the rooftops, completely ignoring him shadily going AWAY from where the problem had occurred.

Something about this was terribly wrong.

Blinking himself out of his thoughts, he realized he was in a street full of markets.

Oh no...

He tried to stay away from areas with too many civilians. They tended to dislike him. It got to him quickly. It could get worse than glaring, too.

Never a physical altercation though. A push was about the worst he'd get.

A push was all it took for his rage.

Emotionally, he wasn't quite all that secure.

None of his siblings were either. They didn't have to deal with negativity most of the time, though. They let praise get to them easily. He let the glares get to him easily.

He really wasn't all that different from them... He glared at nothing. He hated that.

Suddenly he realized something. Nobody was glaring at him. Absolutely no one seemed to have an interest in him or appeared tense at his arrival.

This was odd. The Kyūbi's soul was something that made many think he was a dark being. He was sure they were so glad he never excelled in life. His nostrils flared in anger.

Great. He was making himself angry. Just brilliant. No glares and he was still going downhill.

"Focus," a malicious voice sounded in his head.

There it was again. He knew he hadn't imagined it!

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Nothing responded.

In retrospect, maybe yelling that randomly while in a street full of civilians that, even on the best of days, thought he was mentally unstable was not the best of ideas.

Cringing, he looked around, sure that they must be glaring at him now.

Nothing. Absolutely no interest in his outbreak.

This... This was unreal.

He walked to a nearby lady. Nothing. He was standing to her side, easily within her viewing angle and she did not react.

She just continued eating her treat as he stood there.

He slowly waved an arm at the brunette. No reaction still.

He looked around to see if anyone else had a reaction.

Nobody did.

What was going on!?

He raised his arm, looked around cautiously for anyone finally noticing him, and slowly brought it closer to her face and poked her.

Her eyes moved to look at him.

He winced, expecting a scream, perhaps even a claim of ****.

No such scream came out of her mouth as her eyes went back to her treat, the woman focusing back on it.

He stumbled backwards, disbelief being strong.

Genjutsu? Or... a hand reached up to touch the singular earring he was wearing, its other being in his pockets. Was it the earring?

He reached a hand at the woman again, holding her head and turning it towards him. She displayed no emotions other than the emotions she displayed before as he did this.

Maybe... Maybe something was up with her?

He moved away to a man. Naruto didn't recognize him but he was sure this was the kind of man that would normally be glaring at him, vocally attacking him, and on the verge of an attack if provoked by Naruto.

He stood next to him and got no reaction.

Naruto raised a hand and waved it around.

Still nothing.

And then his hand flew and smacked the man in the face.

To Naruto's absolute glee, the man did not respond with vulgarities nor did he attack him.

That... That was satisfying.

A smile grew on his face.

Growing curious, he decided to see if the man would ignore him when he talked to him directly.

"Hello."

"Hello," the man greeted back in a dismissive tone.

Oh! So they did respond back.

"So... what did you think about me just smacking you?" Naruto asked.

The man looked at Naruto like as if he asked the most useless, mundane question. "It was normal?"

"Normal?" the ninja asked the civilian.

"Yeah. What else am I supposed to call it? You smacking me was normal."

Naruto stared at him in confusion. What?

He raised a hand to his ear, curious to see if removing the earring would change things, but then he remembered the voice that had ORDERED him to keep it on.

Naruto decided maybe it was best to heed the order for now.

He walked back to the earlier woman.

She had just finished her treat and began walking away before Naruto grabbed her arm and stopped her from moving.

"What do you think about me stopping you from going away forcefully?"

"Um, it's completely normal?" she answered as if unsure of why he would ask such an easy to answer question.

'Normal.' Naruto realized that word was being thrown around a lot.

"And..." Partially because of curiosity and partially because of perversity, Naruto put a finger in her mouth. "What about this? Is this normal?"

Unable to respond with his finger in her mouth, she just nodded in reply.

Oh shit. An appendage of his started growing as it and his upper head realized the potential of all this. If he could stick a finger in there, what else could he do?

But first... maybe he should check out the other earring?