Orange
Warning: Angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Word Count: 232 (only actual Drabble)
One Drabble a Day Challenge, Date: Monday, October 12th, 2009
Orange
People always asked me why I wear orange. Well, more like demand and made fun of me for it. They looked down on me, like I was an idiot because I'm loud and wear bright colors, but what else am I supposed to do? If it weren't for my bright orange clothes, or me being loud, no one would look at me.
Well?
Not everyone is as lucky as Uchiha—yes, Uchiha, not 'Sasuke'-- or even Haruno. The damn village worships Uchiha like nothing else, they would bend over backwards just to make the emo-blueberry muffin crack a half-smile.
And Haruno? At least she has parents who love her. The first time I ever thought I had a mom, she tried to strangle me. Hell, my real mom tried to kill me moments after I was born. And Uchiha has memories of his family, of a mother cooking dinner with a smile and a father who ruffled his hair with a grin.
If it weren't for this orange jumpsuit, if it weren't for me constantly yelling, no would would bother looking at me. Not even my teammates.
That's why.
That's why I wear orange. And now that you know, now that I've gotten too tried to wear my grinning mask of idiocy anymore, all you can do is stare as I walk away.
Will you look at me now?
I doubt it.