.:Spiral Expectations:.

Umazaki Naruto sprawled out on his bed. Nights of restless sleep along with days of listless training had finally caught up with him. Another words: he was fucking tired.

Letting exhaustion over take him, he drifted off to sleep. But because of a certain demon inside of him, it was anything but restful. Nightmares of an explicit battle plagued his dreams. Blood spilled as the nine tails, Kyubi, fought with a vengeance. This left poor Naruto tossing and turning in his sleep as the hours of darkness wore on. The next day would come, forcing him out of bed by the harsh rays of light bombarding his eyelids. Fatigue racked his body.

So the depressed Umazaki would drag himself out of bed every morning to face a cold shower and expired milk. Not excluding the day of hard training ahead of him.

He wanted relief. He wanted someone to encourage him. He wanted someone to smooth away the nightmares of the shadows, and to see him into the blessed darkness of rest.

But he was Umazaki Naruto who was lower than dirt to the people of Konaha, and deserved it.

Or that's what he was told.

His expectations on life seemed dimmed by the hate of Konaha.

Thus the days and nights wear on as he trudges through life, wishing for someone to actually give a damn. But he gravely starts to doubt any hope he had of that dream. Now, any expectations of the spiral child were trampled on the ground, where the people around him ambled pitilessly over him. Never noticing the veiled expression of sadness that gleamed in his eyes.

At this point in existence, he just hoped for some one to change his expectations of life.

His Spiral Expectations.

Tonya: Yoh, I finished the tiny prologue!

(tis excited) First Naruto fic I've written. I'm farely new at this writing business, but I'm having fun. Tis will be NaruSasu!!! (t3h best)

Ja!