Not so long ago. Before you were born. In an unfimiliar place. Almost
like a different world. There was a boy. A sad but cheerful boy. This boy grew
up surrounded by people. People who hated and despised his very
existence. He had no friends, except the few who were made to tolerate him as a
teammate. I was his teammate. He had no home, for his parents were killed before
he could speak. He had nothing except a blazing confidence. He had no one
to tell him why people couldn't stand to be around him. He had no one to
tell him of the darkness that was in his small, noble body. The same
darkness he could feel within himself but couldn't explain. A silent whisper that
would keep him company on the cold, relentless nights. Only few knew why
people feared him. Those who did couldn't tell him. For it was suppose to be a
quiet topic. This order was from elders. Back in this far forgotten
time, people obeyed their elders. I was one of the people who knew what was
growing in this helpless boy. I was one of the those same people who
watched him cling to life. I was helpless to do anything. So I watched. I
waited. I watched the boy struggle to exsist. I waited each time the boy fell to
get back up. He always did. His will wouldn't let him give up. This "voice"
inside him made him continue on. He alone could figure this out. He
alone.
All alone.
So I'll try to make up for the mistakes I made in the past. I will
share the story of the boy. What his life was like. Why? His life teaches many
lessons. His life changed mine. I will start by telling you his name.
Uzimake Naruto. The Demon Child. Or as he liked to call himself, The
next leader of the village. In this village the leader was refered to as a
"Hokage". The most noticed, wisest, strongest, and trusted among the
village. This is was what the blonde child strived for. Yes he is a blonde.
With blue eyes, tan skin. Not a blemish on his cursed body. The work of a
god, the curse of a devil. Nothing comes without consequences. Not even if
you didn't ask for it. The scale must even itself out. It always does. I
will skip the worst details of his life. I will start on his 16th birthday.
December 25, 1800. I told you it wasn't that long ago. Christmas Day.
Christ's birthday. It was looked forward to by some. Most of the
village, on the other hand, cursed it. For this day means Naruto made it another
year alive. That their fear stays intact. That their children aren't safe.
The day Naruto's the happiest, is the day everyone else dispises.
So here we begin. Christmas day. I'll set the scene for you. Pure white
snow glissening from the sky. At least 2" of this fluffy goodness on the
ground. Naruto makes his way to the only place he can go without being hated.
To his only true friend's Ramen Bar. His favorite food has always been Ramen.
Naruto marched into the bar shaking the snow off his sleevless shirt. Ichiraku
*aka the owner of the bar* gave a big grin to the blue eyed blonde. Naruto
loved this place because he was welcomed, he didn't have to pay for anything,
he had a friend who was there 24/7, and if no one else liked him...they
could leave.
"Yo, Naruto happy 16th birthday!" Ichiraku said pulling out a bowl of
Naruto's favorite Ramen.
"Yo!" Naruto replied with a boyish grin on his face as he sat on the
stool in front of the oh so delicious looking Ramen. "Thanks Ichiraku, I can
always count on you to remind me of these important things, such as
birthdays."
Naruto laughed at his own joke.
"HA! Like you would forget. You look forward to this all year!"
Ichiraku laughed with Naruto.
Naruto slurped down his pre-meal appetizer and then got situated as he
glanced over his friends sholder staring at the line up of his favorite
soup. Oh Ichiraku was so good to him. Another bowl of Ramen was slid
onto the counter and Naruto threw a thankful smile at Ichiraku. He dug into
this one slower but with the same amount of noise and enthusiasm.
CRREEEEEEAAAAAKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The front door was opened followed by
the noise of 'ding ding' as the small christmas bells rapped on the glass.
This was very odd. Ichiraku's only customer on Christmas was always Naruto.
Why would someone else come in?
"Ichiraku? Owner of this ramen bar?" a low serious voice came from the
tall standing shadow. Seemed to be dressed in all black. Hair, eyes, shirt,
pants, socks, shoes and jacket were all black. He walked further into
the bar so the light could show his true image. Naruto saw little red cloud
shaped patterns on the black coat he was wearing.
"Yes? I am Ichiraku, and this is my Ramen bar." he said answering both
questions and waiting for the reason he was being questioned.
"I am an.....inspecter for this restaurant. Do you have any Ramen made?"
the stranger asked choosing his words carefully.
"Yes, I always make Ramen, no matter what day." he said taking pride in
his work.
"Even on nights such as this? With only one customer? What do you do
with the leftovers?" he questioned now staring at the content boy on the bar stool. This question threw Ichiraku off for what he really does is give the leftovers to Naruto.
"I give it to the homeless." he said grinning a little. This man caught
on and stared farther at Naruto.
"The homeless huh? You allow trash like him in here? What a shame, and I
thought this was a good looking restaurant." He shook his head and
started "tsking" outloud. Naruto was still oblivious but Ichiraku took that
last statement to heart. His face began to glow with anger.
"GET OUT OF MY BAR!!!" Ichiraku yelled and began to scrub the invisible
dirt on the counters viciously. Naruto sat straight up at this and stared at
his friend. He had definitely missed something. Then he noticed the figure
was looking at him. Naruto did the only thing he knew.....he looked back.
And so the staring contest began. Somewhere near the beginning the man blinked
and Naruto foolishly said in a low voice, "Hahaha I won, you foolish man!"
"So you're right. You did win." the voice sounded. Naruto looked in
amazement since he had done almost nothing more then mouthed this.
"It is also your birthday, is it not? Naruto?" Naruto gawked inwardly at this.
How did he know my name? How did he know my birthday? Oh duh, I'm the most hated person in the village. People have this kind of stuff on their calendar! When Naruto was done and satisfied with what his feeble mind came up with as a suffice answer to his mental questions, the guy interupted.
"My name is Uchiha Itachi. I'm from far away. I sample Ramen Bars....and their customers. My family finds the best ones and buys them out of buisness. So Ichiraku you have officially been bought out." Itachi said in a matter of fact voice.
"I thought I told you to get out of my bar!" Ichiraku snapped back.
"You can't just waltz in here, insult my customers, and claim the bar
yours!" He said sternly holding the now glaring itchi's gaze.
"I just did. Here's your check. I want you out by tommorrow morning."
With that he turned to leave but before going, he turned around. "Oh and
Naru-chan, this wont be our last meeting. I know someone who's very
interested in you!" he then gracefully disappeared into the night.
Ichiraku picked up the check for 2,000,000 dollars and almost fainted, while
Naruto wondered what the ---- that Itachi guy was talking about. All they knew
together was he was going to get his way!
"Ichiraku?" Naruto said concerned for his friend who seemed to be in a
state of shock. "What's going on? Are you leaving? You aren't going to let
that ------- take your bar are you? You just can't.."
"NARUTO!" Ichiraku yelled. "Calm down and let me explain." He took a
deep breath. "You know how seldom costomers I get in here ever since I
started letting you in, right? You know the troubles I've been having
finacially..."
He stopped as tears started to fill his eyes. "Naruto, I'm leaving.
Right now. You are welcome to stay and finish your Ramen until tommorrow. I
must go though." he turned from the counter and started packing things into
boxes.
"What do you mean your going? Where to? When are you coming back?"
Naruto's head was now in pain. His only friend was leaving? Why?
"I-I won't be coming back, N-naruto." Ichiraku managed to choke out.
I'm going to the Hidden Mist village to open a Ramen shop there. There are
a lot of people there who dont know what it taste like....and...." he trailed
off.
He finished packing his boxes and headed for the door. Naruto sat
quietly taking in what he said.
"This means I wont ever see you again, huh? Hahahaha happy birthday to
fucken me!" Naruto said as he rushed past Ichiraku and back into the
chilly December air. He didn't know where he was going. He just kept running
faster and faster.
You're all alone now kid. I'm all you got. We, together, can make it.
You can have your revenge on this entire god damn village. Your parents
left you. Your friend betrayed you. You are now a mature man. Lets rain
hell! "SHUT UP!!!" Naruto yelled out loud. He fell to his knees sobbing in the
snow. Shivering and cold he curled into a ball and fell asleep.


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your good can't wait for chapter 3 <3





