It was night time.
"Please have something..."
"Please just a little food that's all." a soft voice filled with desperation pleaded in the alley way.
In the alley was a small blonde girl adorned with clothes that could barely hang on, nothing but rags with holes in them.
She has brought blue eyes and shiny blonde hair.
This girl was Naruko Uzumaki.
Naruko nervously stood in front of a alley trash can and lifted the cover off.
The smell of the trash disgusted Naruko, but she was so hungry right now.
Nobody gives her food.
Even begging won't work.
One time she even tried stealing food from a nearby villager and she was immediately caught as a kick was sent towards her.
The nearby people laughed at her.
Now she was just hoping that there was a little food in the trash that could help her overcome the feeling of starvation.
Naruko flung herself in the trash bin and began searching. In the end, she was reduced into tears at not finding anything.
Sighing, she left the alley with a downed expression before a scent caught her attention.
The scent was strong.
Ayame was sweeping in front of her father's Ramen shop before pausing when she saw the blonde girl that everyone talked about.
Ayame frowned when she saw how skinny and dirty the girl was. She doesn't know why, but nearly every adult in the village doesn't like the little girl.
What monsters would allow this to happen to such a little girl.
She looked around to see if her father was around.
No sign of him.
Naruko was following the scent until she finally made it to a small shop.
"Ichi... raku?" She read the sign timidly. Her stomach growled again.
"Hey there, sweetie." a voice called out to her.
Naruko immediately flinched and stepped back.
Ayame felt tears in her eyes seeing the girl in this state.
She doesn't know why everyone hates this little blonde angel, but she won't hate her.
"You want some?" Ayame knelt down with a smile presenting a bowl of Ramen to the girl.
Naruko widened her eyes in an unbelievable state. Hesitantly, she reached her shaking hands towards the bowl.
"I-I could have?" she asked cutely.
Ayame smiled, "Go ahea-"
"AYAME! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Ayame and Naruko flinched.
Teuchi with angry eyes went in front of his daughter. He had a broom in his hand and waved it threateningly at the blonde girl.
"GET OUT OF HERE YOU DEMON! GO! THE LIKES OF YOU DON'T BELONG HERE!" He paused as he grabbed the bowl of Ramen from his daughters hands.
Ayame gasped when her father threw the bowl at Naruko.
*Thunk*
Naruko stood still as the bowl landed over her head, its contents splattered on her now drenched form.
Naruko began running away in fear with newly fresh tears in her eyes.
"TOU-SAN!" Ayame barked out as she stood up, glaring at her father.
Teuchi merely shook his head at her, "Demons don't need to eat. There just scum beneath the earth." not a single thought came to his mind as the fact that he protected his daughter was good enough.
No telling what that demon could've done if he didn't interfere in their conversation.
Meanwhile with Naruko, the poor girl after running fell on her knees.
Tears falling before she gave out, starting crying.
She cried for being hated.
She cried for not being able to understand.
She cried for being alone all the time.
'Why doesn't anyone love me?' she thought with a sniffle.
She just want one person to truly accept her for who she was.
Just then, she had to cover her eyes when a bright light appeared.
Getting her vision back, she saw a building with several glowing candles around that lighted her dark path.
Steadily, she walked towards the building and looked at the sign.
"Cartman's shop?" she whispered.
"And who the hell are you?!" barked out a voice.
Naruko stiffened, near the door of the building appeared to be a chubby kid probably around her age wearing a red sweater on.
"N-Naruko?" she answered wearily, getting ready to run if this person tries to hit her.
The boy was quiet as he stared at the girl, looking at her form.
He sighed before opening the door to his shop, "Come in."
"...Eh?" Naruko cutely blinked.
"Kami! Are you death as well? Just get inside you poor blonde bastard and have a free meal. Right now I'm about to cook some chicken... you could have some but I get the skin!"
Perplexed, the young girl quietly entered the building.
"T-Thank you." her stomach growled.
The boy groaned with rolled eyes "My names Eric Cartman you poor bastard! And welcome to my shop."
After walking in, following Naruko.
The door to his shop was closed.
Little did Eric Cartman knew was that he finally made little Naruko's dream start to come true.
The dream of finally being loved and accepted.
