Tenth Wish Chapter 1: Diary, a naruto fanfic

I just realized I like to start new story but not finishing it haha. It's just, I have so many new story ideas in my head. I even have the plot of it. and I really want to write it out all. I just didnt know how to write it properly. But dont worry, I promise to continue my first story for you who followed it. I already have the plot really, I just need more refreshing ideas :))

so please enjoy this story. another story where kyuubi as little sister, again, Why I keep using kyuubi like that? I didnt realized it really.

by the way, this chapter was beta read by AlexConfused, Thanks Alex ^^

warning : yaoi, oc, highschool story, character death? haha, narusasu maybe, or sasunaru or narusasunaru. I havent decided it.

disclaimer : so naruto is not mine okay. "it is not Fro's too!"

note :

diary writing

thinking / 'thought'

"talking"

Chapter 1. Diary

March, 29th 20xx

Dear Nobody,

My name is Uzumaki Naruto. I'm a boy, obviously. Right now, I'm 17 years old. I live with my parent and one little sister, Kyuubi. She's only two years younger than me. My father, Minato, own a company. He is currently CEO, and trying to expand the company into another city. My mother, Kushina, is a designer. They both really love their jobs.

Anyway, this is my first time writing in a diary. Haha, this is sound really girly, right? I remember how there were so many girls in my previous elementary school who liked to keep diaries and exchange it with their friends. They looked so happy, it made many boys curious about it, so they started to write one too. Haha this is so reminding me of those moments. Man, I wonder how my old friend are doing right now. I hope they're okay right now.

Actually, I really don't know why I suddenly wanted to write a diary, It's just the moment I saw this book I suddenly had an urge to write in it, haha. Funny, huh? Maybe, it was because of the news that I just got from the hospital. Do you want to know? My life cannot hold any longer. My body is already broken. It's such a pity, huh. I guess I just want to eternalize my last time into this book. Or maybe, I just want something to talk with because I dont have anyone else…

The blue car cut straight across the road quickly. Surrounded by many cars who were doing the same thing, trying to quickly get to where they wanted to be. The sun was starting to hide behind the horizon as the sky began to envelop by darkness. The street lights began to lit one by one, illuminating the dark road. The city had yet to calm as the night crowded renewed the noisy. Despite the noise surrounding them, the blue car wasn't slowing down. It drove straight ahead, ignoring the commotion from the city.

The silence enveloped the car as if the night crowded never disturbed the driver nor the passengers. The tension was so thick that it could be cut by knife. None of the passengers seemed to want to break the silence. Each one of them were too carried away in their own thought. Trying hard to hold themselves back, so none one of them would break their strong resistance of being weak.

The blonde man who sat on the driver seat tried his best to concentrate on the road, even when his worries kept envading his mind. Beside him, his wife wasn't doing much better than him. She was looked like going to break into cry if someone spoke to her. Behind them were their children. One is a boy at the age of seventeen, with blond hair and tan skin like his father. His face was expressionless. His blue eyes locked on the passing street outside the car window. Beside him was his little sister. She had long red hair like her mother. She was trying to look indifferent yet her blue green eyes betrayed her. They were glazed in tears. Her palms clenched so tightly on the car seat to avoid breaking down.

"Dad…" a low and deep voice suddenly broke the silence.

The blonde man who'd been called flinched. His eyes glanced at the back seat through the car mirror. His blue eyes tried to meet another blue eyes in the back seat. But they never did as they locked on the street outside the side window. "Yes?" he answered hestitantly. His voice was so hoarse after trying so hard to keep the tears from falling.

"I want to stop here." Said the voice again

"W-what? You cannot-"

"Please… I just want to take a walk for a while. I'll be fine" He assured

"B-but-" he sighed and rubbed his temple. He moved his foot to press the brake effectively slowed down the car. He moved to the side of the road, stopping the car completely.

"No! You cannot! Honey, start the car now!" his wife suddenly shouted. Her eyes were filled with tears now.

"Mother, I just want to take a walk. I'll be home in hour or so." The son said again

"No! Sweetie, please, I cannot -" her words were cut off in her throat as she saw her son's face. He was smiling at her, yet, his eyes were so empty. It took all she had not to cry and crush her son into hug.

"Mother?" said his son again. His lip had yet faded from smile.

"a-an hour. J-just one hour, t-then you have to go back, okay? a-and you have to call us!" said the mother finally. Her sobbing could not be stopped now.

"Thank you, mother" he said with smile. He brought his hand to the door knob before turned it and opened the door, grabbing his phone and wallet from the seat before getting out of the car. He pushed the door closed and moved back slightly to put a distance between him and the car.

"N-no! wait, let me come with you niisan! P-please, I-" her sister suddenly broke out. Her voice was sounded so hoarse. Her tears were sliding down her cheeks. the blue green eyes pleading to go with him.

"Thank you Kyuu, but I want to be alone for a while, okay? I'll see you later in an hour" he said again, smiling at her.

The little girl could only cry as she watched her brother move away from the car. He smiled to his family and waved his hand slightly. Inside the car, her mother broke into sobs, trying so hard not to run outside and pull her son back into the car again. Beside her, her husband sighed loudly. He rubbed his temple trying to ease the aches he felt. Though, the act didn't have any effect since the aches didn't come from his head but his heart.

"O-one year?"

"Yes. We are really sorry about this. But we already tried our best to help him. The cancer has already spread through his body too much. The operation wouldn't do any much good. Besides that we need a donor. Unless we find one, we cannot do anything about his condition right now. We're really sorry."

The blond teen walked across the road randomly. The cold wind blew over his hair making him shiver. He pulled the hood over his head to block any wind brushed his head. He wore his jacket tighter to warm his body, shoving both hands into his pockets. His blue eyes occasionally glanced around the street. A lot of people were walking around him, either they walked slowly, relaxed or in a rush. Some of them laughed and talked loudly. There were even those who walked as a couple and whispered sweet nothings to each other. There were also others who wore a suit, obviously tried to go to a work or going home from work. There were also some who walked around randomly like him, walked without any destination, just walked around to clear their mind.

"Is there really nothing that could save him? Please doctor, we can pay the money as much as you need. Just help him. Help our son."

He glanced to the store on the side of the street. There were a lot of cafés, family restaurants, a library, a music store, game stores, book stores, a karaoke place, a DVD store, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. He'd already lost count even since he started his walk.

"We have to find a donor. He really needs it. For now though, we can only help him with the current treatments."

A certain store suddenly caught his attention. The store has simple decoration. It was gift store. The bell rang loudly as he pushed open the door. The cashier looked up from his book and smiled at him. He only nodded at the greeting he got from the cashier and quickly looked around the store.

There were many antique things in the store. Obviously, this store had many variety things that could be bought as gifts. All of them were unique. From the book, doll, lamp, toy, vase, even until unique chair were exist in the store. The blue eyes looked around the things randomly. He really didn't know why he entered this store. It wasn't like he needed any gift or anything. He just suddenly had an urge to enter the place.

"I am so sorry, Naruto, I am really sorry. Oh my god, ,my son. my little boy. oh god, why did this have to happen to you, naruto, why, I am so sorry…."

"Is there anything that I can help you with, sir?" one of the employees suddenly said.

But the blond teen didn't answer. His cerulean eyes still looked around as if trying to find something. Then, a glimpse of blue caught his eyes. He wasted no time to walk to the blue thing. It was a book. An old book yet had unique design. He opened the cover and looked inside. The white paper had simple and classic decorated pages. The book was small and easy to carry around. It had small place as pen holder.

"Naru-niisan… you'll be okay right? Right? Please tell me you'll be okay! I don't want you to leave me niisan..."

"Oh, that's a journal book. You can use it to write a diary or your agenda. It's also perfect as a gift for someone who likes writing."

"Diary?" The blue eyes finally looked up from the book to meet the employee's eyes.

"Yes, a diary. Usually, girls like to write diary in the book like this. Do you want to give this to your girlfriend, sir?" asked the employee.

"Naruto…."

But again, the blond teen didn't answer him. He just looked back at the book again before finally mading up his mind. "I want to buy this book."

"Oh, really? Thank you very much sir, please this way. I hope your girlfriend likes your gift sir." said the employee as he lead the blond to the cashier.

After he bought the book, he left the store, once again walking no purpose. Half of hour had already passed. But he still didnt want to go home. he came across some girls who kept trying to flirt with him; there was also the occasional person who tried to give him some flyers to promote their business or something. But, none of that he decided to pay some attentions. He just kept walking, ignoring his surroundings.

"Did you know? I overheard the doctor saying something about the kid from that room. He said the kid's life only had about a year left."

He glanced around to realize he wasn't in the city anymore. He was in the some neighborhood near the city. He didn't realize he'd already walked this far. His body just walked automatically following its want. He didn't particularly care where he ended up. His body just moved on his own while his mind went around to another thing. His brain hadn't quiet acceptaed the news he'd gotten today at the hospital. It was just too much shock for him. The words that he couldn't live any longer were just too much. If he was going to end like this, why didn't it happen sooner before? Why did he have to spend all those years in the hospital just to be declared unfixable?

"O-one year? Such a poor kid. He's practically lived in the hospital ever since he was a child. Now his life can't hold out any longer. His family must be really sad right now..."

He stopped his walk when he saw a small park coming up ahead of him. He walked over to it and looked around only to find it empty. He walked absentmindedly to the swing in the middle of the park. He sat on it and sighed. It's almost been an hour already. His mother's going to called him anytime now. Truthfully, he didn't want to go home yet. He just couldn't hold himself watch his family sad. The sight of his mother and sister crying just now was just too much for him. He just wanted to avoid them for a while. He already knew the one who get hurt the most wasn't him. It was his family. Because he knew his family really loved him, just as much as he loved them. He really didn't want to leave them. He knew his mother would shut herself in her room and cry for days. Her sister would stop going to school and keep thinking about him. Then, his father, he who is supposed to be the head of family, the ones who has to be the strongest. But he knew, deep down in his father's heart, the man was crying. He really didn't want all of these happening to his family. He wanted them to just move on and forget him after he was gone.

Therefore, he wanted to do something for his family. The last thing he could do for them. He guessed he should be grateful that his doctor told him now. That his life was over in one year. Because, this way, he could think of something he wanted to do for his family. He had to make this one year was the best year they could have. So when the time came later, he wouldn't need to worry about his family again.

Then what about you?

He ignored his mind and started to move the swing. It moved up then down, then moved up again. The wind began to brush over his body. His hood fell down to reveal his golden hair. The sudden blast of cold sent shivers across his body. He stopped the swing and sighed. He couldn't even stand any cold now. His resistance was already too weak. He still wanted to walk any longer so he couldn't let his body pass its limit and then worry his family again. He startled when the phone in his pocket started to ringing loudly. He took it out and saw it was his mother like he expected. He pushed the call button and answered it.

"N-naruto? Where are you? A-are you okay? It's already been an hour? Do you-"

"I am fine mom. I am on the walk home right now." He cut off the rambles.

"r-really? Do you need us to pick you up? I don't want-"

"Mother, I'm fine. I don't need you to pick me up. I'll see you later okay?" he cut off again. He knew his mother wouldn't stop rambling once she started. He just didn't want to hear it right now. He hung up the phone before shoving it back in his pocket. He stood up and began to walk home.

Some students walked passed him. They talked loudly and laughed so happily. It's been a while since he'd seen people his own age in school uniforms. When was the last time he'd seen it? He couldn't remember. He didn't even remember when the last time he himself had worn a uniform like them. Probably since the doctor had told him that his body was too weak to endure many activities. They decided to stop him from going to school. When was that? Eleven? Twelve? Thirteen? Or even a lot younger than that? He didn't know the exact age he began his treatments at the hospital. He just remembered that he had been in the hospital for a really long time. He shook his head and sighed. He shoved his hand into his pocket and walked home.

Dinner was eaten in silence. None of them seemed want to break it. Kushina didn't even complain when one of them didn't finish their food. They just ate, washed the dishes, and left for their rooms.

Naruto walked quietly to his room. He glanced inside his sister's room to see that it was already dark. She must have decided to sleep early. His mother's room seemed to be in the same condition. But, he knew that none of them were going sleep peacefully tonight. He brought his hand to the door knob and turned it. The door opened in a 'click' and gave him a space to enter the room.

His room was decorated in the orange and black color. was located beneath a window with orange curtains. The bed sheet was dark orange with red designs on it. The pillows were red and black placed messily on the bed. Beside the bed was a small dresser where a night lamp and alarm clock resided. Then a closet door was on the right side of the bed. There was a shelf that contained a lot of books and CDs next to the dresser. Right across the shelf was a desk with a laptop upon it. On the floor was a carpet placed in the middle of the room with a TV, a video game station and a music player in front of it.

He moved to sit on the bed before glancing around his room thinking of what he was going to do tonight. His gaze landed on his desk. A blue book caught his eye. It was the book he had just bought. He walked to the desk and picked it up. He looked at it for a while before he pushed the chair back and sat down. He opened the book and picked up a pen. He paused for a while, thinking about what he should write in there.

March, 29th 20xx

Dear Nobody,

My name is Uzumaki Naruto. I'm a boy, obviously. Right now, I'm 17 years old. I live with my parent and one little sister, Kyuubi. She's only two years younger than me. My father, Minato, own a company. He is currently CEO, and trying to expand the company into another city. My mother, Kushina, is a designer. They both really love their jobs.

He smiled sadly at his own writing. He sighed before turning to the next page. He looked at it for a while before moving his finger across the white paper.

The last thing I want to do

1.…...

2.…...

3.…..

The next morning finally greeted their house. He groaned and rubbed the traces of sleep from his eyes. He glanced at the clock beside the bed to see that it was almost seven in the morning. He yawned loudly and stretched his arm like a cat before getting up from the bed. He walked to his closet and picked up a pair of sweatpants and an orange shirt to wear. He walked to the bathroom to wash his face and slowly went through his morning routine. After he was done, he came out of his room and walked to the kitchen.

His mother who stood in front of the cupboard turned around to him and greeted him a morning. She smiled and kissed his check. His father and his sister were already sat at the table. They all nodded and greeted him a good morning. No matter how hard they tried to hide it, he could still easily see that they had not get any sleep last night. They had dark marks under their eyes and they were still red from tears..

He sighed before taking a seat beside his sister. His mother quickly placed a glass of milk in front of him and some food before taking a seat beside him. They had their breakfast in the silence yet again. The tension had not cleared at all. None of them seemed to want to talk about something like their usually did. After a few minutes, he finally decided to say what he had written in his book last night.

"I want to go to the school again" he broke the silence.

All the listeners in the room startled and looked up at him. Their eyes widened in confusion.

"W-what?" his mother finally said.

"I said I want to go to the school again. Can I… do that?"

"Y-you want to go back to school again? R-really?" his father finally decided to ask me. He really didn't believe his son's sudden statement. Naruto just nodded at them and waited for their response. He knew it was such a risk since his body couldn't stands a lot of activity. But he couldn't help it. He just suddenly had this thought last night. Maybe for the last time, he could feel a normal life as teenager. He wouldn't know without trying it. Maybe he could…

"B-but you cannot! Y-your body-"

"Are you really sure, Naruto?" his father cut off. He glanced at his wife and smiled reassuringly. Kushina's eyes widened before looking away as if in a shame. Why didn't she realize it beforehand? Her son has never asked for something before. He didn't even protest when they suddenly decided that he couldn't continue going to school. Yet, today, he suddenly asked for something. For the first time in a really long time in his life, her son finally wanted something.

"Yes, I am sure." Kushiha looked up to her son. Just how many tough things has he gone through in his life? He has never complained about it. He even comforted them instead of the other way around. She finally couldn't hold it anymore. A tear slid down her cheek from the corner of her eyes. She smiled at him. If it was the last thing she could do for her son, then she would do it no matter what consequences…

The last thing I want to do

1. Go back to school

2.…...

3.…..

to be continued...

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