When Uzumaki Naruto's funeral was held, only a few people attended to it. He was after all the carrier of the great nine tails demon. The villagers trembled in fear even at hearing about Kyuubi-such was the destruction it had brought.
It was a warm day in the middle of the summer. Everything reminded of him; the sky was clear blue, the only color that matched his eyes, no clouds covered the bright sun, thus warming the few who were listening to the words of their Hokage about their fallen comrade. It was a wonderful day indeed but none of them cared...
The rays of the sun could only reach their skin and not their hearts, where a cold emptiness ruled. This of course did not count for the rest of the villagers who barely held themselves from throwing a party for the death of the 'demon'. The only reason they managed to contain themselves was the punishment that awaited them by the Hokage herself. The signs of joy were obvious though. It had been a long time for such happiness to erupt in them.
No one saw the blue eyed man who watched the whole village from a distance. Nobody witnessed the sad smile that caressed his face as a single tear made its way to the ground.
Now a few years later there are rumors about a blonde fighter that protects the village of Konoha. They say that he is as fast as the lightning, strong as ten elite ninjas together, that he once fought against a hundred ninjas and killed them all. Nobody has ever seen him and lived to see the sunset. They call him the golden knight. He is the one who protects them from any danger and keeps them safe.
Only a few hear about him and wonder if he is the one... the descriptions match with him perfectly. But they can't be sure. He is supposed to be dead isn't him? But what if he is the golden knight? He used to be the number one surprising ninja...
They smile at such thoughts and a little of his warmth returns at their hearts filling them with hope. Some of them, more optimistic are almost sure that it's him, but nobody says anything.
That's because they know that even if they guess right he won't come back. He will remain hidden protecting the village he so much loves. Konoha needs a silent hero, fighting for it from the shadows.
People need someone to watch them and give everything he has, to ensure that their lives are not in danger. But they want him to serve them as a slave. Not to live with them but to live for them. They don't want to see him, to talk to him. Besides, who will they blame every time something's wrong?
So his identity must stay a secret. Even if his friends want to search for him, to talk and hug him, they are silent. They go on with their lives and act like the knight just can't be him. If you study them though, you will notice, that every time they exit the village, their eyes try frantically to catch a glimpse of blonde hair and blue eyes.
But none of them, not even the ones blessed with special eyes, notice the orange clad man, watching them from afar with a genuine smile on his face.