Rating: K
No pairings. This is not a bad, bad story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, otherwise, Sasuke would be long dead!
Why can't you love me?
A young boy watched as his father gathered all his stuff. He couldn't believe it. No... He didn't want to believe it. After all these years.
He watched as Shino picked up his baby blanket. The very same blanket he would often cuddle up with at night. He began to wimper as his father placed it in the small bag he would carry as far as the village gates. No further. No less.
The boy watched as his father wispered something to his grandfather. They were obviously planning his safe escape. The war was doing this to everyone. Sparring no child from the pain.
The small crow of the rooster signaled the break of day. Time was running out. The boy's father packed a few things to eat. "Divide it well amoung the days," he had said upon doing so. "It will be a long journey."
All the boy could really do was nod. He was speachless. Why would his father want this?
"Your days will be numbered it you do not reach the nearest village in time," his father sighed. "I only pray for your safe venture into a new land. I only regret the day you were born. Had you not been here, this would have never have happened to you."
The boy winced. Why was his father being so cruel to him? Had he done something really wrong? Why was he being punished?
Truth is, he didn't know. Nor did he want to know. It was painful enough for the boy.
"You'll have to travel along the old forest road to get there. My regret is to tell you that you will no longer be considered my son. I cannot love you, my dear son."
The boy gasped as his father pulled him into a fierce hug. It was soothing after a day of packing and being told you aren't loved. Especially one so young as he was. One more month and he would be five years old. The thought ruined with another. His father would never see him again. Nor would his mother...They would not see him when he turned five.
It was for the best, right? After all, the enemy was after his life. Right?
"Come, boy," his father commanded.
The small boy followed his father. The whole time trying to keep out of view of the enemy soldiers. After a few moments of walking and hiding, they reached the village gates.
As the boy's father pulled his hand away, he turned to the boy. With tears in his eyes, he kissed the boy's head one last time. "Just follow the trails and you'll be safe. I hope and pray for your safety, but I dare not say I love you."
One last time, the blue-eyed boy, so sweet and delecate, turned to look at his father...His hero, and backing up he asked, "Why? Why can't you love me?"
But he never got an answer, for after his innocent question, he turned and fled, not wanting to know the truth.
NOTES: Sorry that story was so crappy, but it's very early in the morning and I should definately be sleeping. If I was related to any Naruto characters, after all, I'd say Shikamaru. We're both lazy and like to sleep late...but I'm not going to sleep just yet...Wellllllllllllllll... It is 6:18 A.M. lol.