The Concrete Angels' Cry On Deaf Ears

By: moonlightstar12

Warning: This song fic contains CHARACTER DEATH and OOC people.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any other characters in the story! I also don't own the song "Concrete Angel" even though I edited the song to match the characters better! Both of these things belong to their owner!

This story takes place after the Chunnin Exams! Before the time skip though. Sasuke is not here! He is still trying to go to Orochimaru!

He walks to school with the lunch he packed

Nobody knows what he's holdin' back

Wearin' the same clothes he wore yesterday

He hides the bruises with the linen and lace

RUN! Thats all Naruto thought as he ran down the street and over buildings. But even as he ran he could still hear the villagers close behind him. They were chasing him with weapons and things like that. They were trying to kill him. Why? He had no idea so his first instinct was to run. This happened everyday for some reason and he'd always end up running until he was too tired to run again. The villagers would catch up and brutally beat him. He'd go home to covered in bruises. His friends would see and ask him how he got them. He'd always say,

"The villagers are trying to kill me!"

The others would stare in shock then hurry and get him to a hospital. The hospital would say "No! Don't let him in here!" and kick him out.

His partner Sakura would heal him well enough for him to walk on his own but bruises would still cover his body.

The teacher wonders but he doesn't ask

Its hard to see the pain behind the mask

Bearing the burden of a secret storm

Sometimes he wishes he was never born

When he went to training he always sat as far away as possible from his teacher Kakashi. The teacher would look at him with a weird stare then turn his attention back to his other students. Sometimes he would slip away from training to go to the restroom to fix his wounds. His teacher couldn't see them because of the mask he wore covering most of his face. He would then sit in the restroom for as long as he possibly could thinking. Trying to remember if he did something wrong to make all the villagers hate him. He never could. He never stayed long because his friend would come by the restroom looking for him. Sakura would always find him in there and covered in the bruises. He'd come out the bathroom when he heard he knock.

"Why are you covered in bruises?" asked Sakura even though she already knew the answer.

"The villagers...they keep hurting me...I don't know why. Its like the whole village is out to get me. The only ones I know who aren't are the rest of our friends and Gaara, Temari, and Kankuro from the Sand village." replied Naruto. He was shaking violently from thinking about what happened the night before.

"I know that but this time your wounds are worse. Let me help you to Kakashi-sensei-"

"NO!" screamed Naruto. "Don't bring me to him. He was one of them."

"We have to do something though! If we don't the attacks will get worse! You won't last long on your own."

"No I can handle it."

Through the wind and the rain

He stands hard as a stone

In a world that he can't rise a above

But his dreams give him wings

And he flies to a place where he's loved

Concrete Angel

The villagers caught him off guard today. They got him when he was returning form Sakura's house because Sakura wanted to see if she could heal his wounds better. He was hit on the back with a kunai. His eyes widened in pain and in fear but thanks to Sakura's healing it wasn't fatal. He ran again with the kunai still lodged into his back but did the mistake of running into a corner with walls to high to jump over and only one way out which was being occupied by the angry swarm of villagers.

"P-p-please d-d-don't k-k-kill m-me!" the blond managed to stutter out. His voice was slowly dieing away and he was not able to talk right.

The villagers stared at the cowering blond who had now back into a same corner and was shaking violently again and the blood from the wound on his back was leaking out on to the ground making him sit in a puddle of his own blood. They waited for a second like they were decided what to do but ended up running forward to a cowering Naruto and hitting him with everything they had. As they were beating him mercilessly time stopped for Naruto. He was staring into space and thinking.

Why are they doing this to me? Have I done something wrong? I don't think I have but what ever it is I did it must be pretty bad for them to want to kill me...well at least I'll get something good out of this! I get to go to heaven and I'll finally get to see my parents! But what about the people on Earth? All my friends, Sakura, Sasuke-teme, Neji, Ten Ten, Lee, Kiba, Hinata, Shino, Gaara, Temari, Kankuro...I won't see any of them again...

Somebody cries in the middle of the night

The neighbors hear but they turn out the light

A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate

When morning comes it'll be too late

His eyes snapped open when the last of the villagers hit him with a club right in the stomach. This stopped his breathing for a short time but momentarily let him have his last breath. He had just realized the villagers had left him in the corner of the alley where he ran. He screamed as loud as he could with his last breath hoping that one of his friends would hear him and come to save him but no one did. He had ran far far away from where he and his friends lived and into the most abandoned part of Konoha. No one came here. So no one heard his cry but even if they did no one except his friends would have helped him. He has a distinct cry so everyone knows it and no one would have dared to go that far into abandoned territory. So when he cried no one heard him. That cry took his last breath and his very slow heart beat ended as soon as his cry was over. He died right there on that hard cold ground.

Through the wind and the rain

He stands hard as a stone

In a world that he can't rise a above

But his dreams give him wings

And he flies to a place where he's loved

Concrete Angel

The next morning ANBU found him still laying there. His mouth was open in a silent scream and his eyes were wide with shock. They took his body to the Hokage's office and give him to Tsunade, their current Hokage.

A statue stands in a shaded place

An angel boy with an upturned face

A name is written on a destroyed rock

A broken heart that the world had forgot

Naruto was buriedin a field in the middle of the forest. There was a small picture of him in front of the stone and a toy fox in front of his grave. Everyday his teachers and friends would come to pay their respects to him. He was a good to friend to some but a demon monster to most.

Through the wind and the rain

He stands hard as a stone

In a world that he can't rise a above

But his dreams give him wings

And he flies to a place where he's loved

Concrete Angel

Sakura cried and cried till she could cry anymore over Naruto. She had already lost Sasuke and now she was losing Naruto. Her team has fallen apart. Her team is no more. Team 7 is dead. All that was left of it was her memories. She sobbed loudly remembering all the good times she had with Naruto and Sasuke when they were on missions and training. She remembered the first training session Team 7 had and how strong Naruto looked and acted during the preliminary exams. When he was fighting Kiba and Neji he was determined to win and he wouldn't back down. He wasn't going to let himself die then why not now? She remembered how helpless she was during that time and this made her mad. Why was she the weakest one in the group? She could have been better if the boys weren't always protecting her but now they can't protect her. They're gone. She'll just have to do better! Hopefully she'll get stronger...

When a tree falls in the middle of the forest but no one is there to hear it was the tree really there at all?

If a ninja screams in the most vacant place ever but no one is there to hear it was the ninja really there at all?

Probably but no one will no for sure because no one was there to witness it. All the ninja did was waste its breath on a cry on deaf ears.