Naruto: Started from stealing Hinata

Naruto: Started from stealing Hinata

Author: Whole Chicken with Hamburger

Summary:

Original title: Naruto: From Prying Hinata Away

Alias: Naruto: Red hair has Chaton, it's reasonable, right?

Tags: anime derivatives, time travel, two-dimensional, Naruto, fan fiction

Main characters: Fengan, Hinata

Introduction: Travel to the world of Naruto and be in the same timeline as the protagonist.

Ninjutsu? Wouldn't it be something you can learn just by looking at it?

What, you said I didn't even watch it? Yes, I know it even if I don't watch it.

Now that you've traveled through time, it's only reasonable to steal the Crown Princess, right?

Is the Great Hyuga Elder obstructing?

Wood Release Transformation, Coffin Technique!

"Please ask Great Elder Hyuga to enter the coffin!"

How dare the Fourth Raikage covet my wife's eyes?

With one slap, the Raikage was turned from 3D to 2D!

Pain? He's the one who caught the Nine-Tailed Fox. What does that have to do with Feng An?

Sheren? Hehe...

Chapter 1 I will do whatever you want me to do

The Land of Fire, Konoha Village, Ninja School.

A red-haired boy was sleeping soundly in the last row.

Iruka, who was standing on the podium, glanced at the boy, shook his head and ignored him.

"We will now start dividing the classes. Those whose names are called should stand next to their corresponding teachers."

"Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Team 7."

……

After the classes were finally divided, the red-haired boy stretched lazily while looking at the empty classrooms around him.

Just as he expected, there was no mentor to guide him.

The red-haired boy is named Feng An. Thirteen years ago, he inexplicably traveled through time and space and became a baby, and came to this world called Naruto.

When he was born, he found out that he didn't know who his father was, and his mother died during childbirth.

From then on, he grew up accompanied by endless malice. Everyone who knew his mother hated him, so much so that at the age of six, he left his so-called relatives with the money he had saved over the years. His name was Feng An, and the only thing he could be thankful for was his seven-attribute chakra and the red-haired boy's unique chakra.

"Go home."

Feng An grabbed her small bag and prepared to leave.

"Feng An..."

Ok?

There are still people who haven’t left?

Feng An turned around and saw a girl with black hair and white eyes cleaning the house with a broom and dustpan in her hands.

"Ah, Hinata, what's wrong?"

Hinata lowered her head slightly: "Well, it's our turn to clean up today."

Fengan Hinata and Fengan are in a group of two and clean the room every Friday. Today is the last day of the class division, which happens to be Friday.

I almost forgot about it.

Fengan put down his bag and snatched the broom and dustpan from Hinata.

"You go back first, I'll clean up the rest."

Hinata lowered her head and muttered quietly, "But...we should have cleaned together."

"I've asked you to clean every corner of the classroom, including the windows and balcony, and now you want to fight with me for the floor?"

Feng An suddenly raised his eyebrows and grabbed Hinata's little hand.

Hinata's face instantly turned red when she felt Feng'an holding her hand, and she subconsciously tried to pull her hand away.

"Don't move yet."

Feng An gently spread out Hinata's little hand and carefully pulled out a few pieces of wood from Hinata's hand.

"All right."

After Fengan checked carefully, he found that there was no debris and let go of Hinata's hand.

Hinata's face was still slightly flushed: "Thank you..., but how did you know there were thorns on my hands? I didn't even notice it myself..."

"Naturally, I was stabbed by the broom, too."

Feng An raised the broom as he spoke. There were many small wooden splinters on the handle, which were indeed invisible if you didn't look carefully.

I felt a slight pain after holding the broom tightly for a while. Hinata was wiping the glass, and her hands were wet, so it was easier for her to be stabbed by the splinters. As a member of the Hyuga clan, she didn't even notice that her hand was pricked. She was too serious about cleaning.

"what……"

Hinata felt a little embarrassed because it was because of her that Feng'an was pricked by the thorn.

"You'd better go back first, or you'll be scolded by your father again."

"what!"

When she thought of her father, Hinata Hiashi, she became flustered, nodded quickly, and trotted out of the classroom.

But Hinata was still a little embarrassed, and before leaving, she said with some guilt: "Feng An..., I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work."

Looking at Hinata's startled expression, Feng An couldn't help laughing.

After a moment, Feng An made sure that there was no one left in the class and quickly formed seals with his hands.

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

Bang bang bang.

Five clones identical to Feng An appeared.

Many years ago, Feng An discovered that the hand seal methods and ninjutsu principles he had seen in his previous life were exactly the same in this world. Relying on the memories of his previous life, he has basically mastered the ninjutsu whose principles he could remember over the years.

"You go to the first row, you go to the second row..."

Feng'an had a clear division of labor, with six people working in a row, and they cleaned up the place in just a few minutes.

Get it done.

After Feng An released his clone, he picked up the bag on the table and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Pink-haired Sakura walked in hurriedly.

Feng An glanced at it, ignored it, and walked out the door.

"Wait, have you seen what's in my drawer?"

Seeing Fengan was about to leave without looking back, Xiaoying grabbed Fengan's bag.

Sakura said coldly: "Did you take my things?"

He didn't like the nympho Sakura in the first place, and he didn't bother her after coming here. But today she actually suspected that he had taken her things.

Feng An said calmly: "Tell me, what did you lose?"

Hearing this, Xiaoying was suddenly startled and said hesitantly: "Anyway, these are our little girls' things, I can't tell you."

As he said this, he was about to open his bag.

Feng An smiled.

"Sure enough, the quality is extremely poor."

"Feng An! What do you mean?"

Seeing this, Feng An stopped laughing and snatched the bag.

"I would take your things? The things you mentioned must be intended for Sasuke, right? That's right, since we are in the same class, it would be most appropriate to give it as a gift, right?"

Sakura's eyes were wandering and she was shocked.

"How did he know that I specially prepared two couple pendants to give to Sasuke?"

wrong!

Sakura's eyes immediately became more determined.

"You must have stolen my pendant, otherwise how would you know I was going to give it to Sasuke?"

Bring it to you!

Sakura said as she started to work.

She was too lazy to even put her textbooks in her bag, so how could she put a little girl's pendant in it?

Feng An would not indulge her, and used a substitution technique to make Sakura hold a wooden stake and pull it for a long time.

Sakura was shocked when she realized what was happening.

She didn't expect Feng An to be so skilled in the art of substitution.

Usually, Fengan would go to class, sleep, go out for get out of class, and pee every day. He managed to get through the Ninja School like this until he graduated. At that time, Fengan actually passed the Ninja qualification test, which made many people wonder whether he had cheated.

Xiaoying punched the wooden stake and said viciously: "Humph, let me see if there is my pendant in your bag, and I will spare you!"

Feng An narrowed her eyes slightly. She didn't expect that her potential for super strength would be revealed at such a young age.

He didn't think Sakura could hurt him at her age, but he didn't want to take the blame.

"Look, yes, but what if there isn't one?"

Fengan's series of actions have made Xiaoying feel completely confident, otherwise why would she not dare to let me see the bag?

Sakura, full of confidence, puffed out her chest and said, "Impossible! If it's not in your bag, I'll do whatever you tell me to do!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Feng An became somewhat interested.

"You said it, if I do something out of line later, Haruno Sakura, you must not regret it."

Sakura couldn't help but shudder at his words.

"Asshole, you're not going to...you're going to kiss me, are you?"

Kiss? You think too much. No, you think too little, little girl.

Feng An couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

A love-crazy girl, but I didn't expect she was so naive.

But it's normal, after all, Haruno Sakura is only eleven or twelve years old now.

"Why? Do you regret it? I don't really care."

As he spoke, Fengan walked past Sakura.

"Who said I regretted it!"

Xiaoying grabbed Fengan's clothes and showed a determined look.

"I want to see it."

Chapter 2 Self Strategy