A/N:
La li ho!
Hello, minna! It's been a long time since I've
talked to you guys.XD Well, I've been loaded down with school work
lately and plus my computer has been down for a bit. But now that
it's back I shall be working on this story once more! There won't be
any new chapters up until I get what I have already done, revised so
that it sounds much better. I want to thank my wonderful beta, Nakuo
Shiatsu. Much love to you my dear!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor any of the characters from it. Just this damn story!
Silver Skies
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The dance floor of the night club was crowded with drunk and sober clubbers, with a few tittering on the fine line between the two. Hot and sweaty bodies, pressed against each other as they moved to the beat of the song. At the moment the song was shifty and fast, the perfect song type for couples that just happened to be clubbers. While also being a great song for a first dance for new acquaintances. This was the type of place where a certain kitsune could be found. The fast and loud music that was always found in this night club was exactly the type he enjoyed and loved to dance to. Though by his very nature, he was more of the type to stay to himself. But there was also a wild and spontaneous streak in the young boy, though Baa-chan and Iruka-sensei figured it was due to the fact that he wished to be accepted. Since the young boy was the vessel for the demon fox Kyuubi, the villagers of Konoha hated him. But the acceptance that he craved wasn't from the villagers, it was by a single person. To be precise, it was by another young boy with porcelain skin, onyx black hair, and midnight eyes.
His name Uchiha Sasuke, the sole survivor of the Uchiha clan. It had been wiped out by his very own Nii-san. Itachi.
Though
that wasn't the reason why Naruto craved the
other's
acceptance so deeply. It was because the other
had wormed
his way into his heart. Even though Sasuke
was his
rival in everything. The porcelain angel had
become very
important to the kitsune boy without him
knowing.
As far as Naruto was concerned, the other
would never
know of his affection for him. Because the
blond
believed that if Sasuke knew, then he would have
nothing more
to do with him. And to him that would be
the greatest
pain. Nothing the villagers could do or
say to him,
would ever amount to the pain that would
be caused by
such a rejection.
But that wasn't the only thing he feared...
If he told Sasuke his feelings and was rejected, then he would most likely come to crave freedom from the world. And the only way one could gain such a freedom...was through death...
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Yes, the kitsune boy feared his own death. Even if he was the one to cause it...
Though
it wasn't because he didn't want to die and
leave
Baa-chan, Iruka-sensei, Kakashi and even Sasuke.
It was
because he would not only end his own life, but
the life of
the Kyuubi. Through all of the suffering
and torture
the young boy had gone through, in his
early
years of growing up. The kitsune had always been
a constant
and reassuring presence in his life. In a
way the
Kyuubi had been and still was a motherly
figure to
Naruto. On the nights that he would come to
cry himself
to sleep after a brutal beating from a few
of
the villagers, she would not only heal his wounds.
But soothe
him to a state of calm and safety. Because
to the
Kyuubi, the boy was her kit. From such an early
age he had
endured so much on her behalf. And though
she could
truly do nothing to prevent those terrors
from
happening to the boy, she found that she could
try and make
his life better.
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But now none of that matter to the boy, or Kyuubi. For when the blond came to the night club, he would lose himself in the fast and loud music. Silver skies. That was the name of his haven. The one place where he was welcomed and was permitted to be himself. He needn't wear his normal mask of cheerfulness, or the bright orange clothes that he truly despised.
Because here, at Silver skies, he was Naruto. He was himself, not the hollow shell of a person that everyone knew him as. Also known as the loud mouth, hyper active shinobi of Konoha. That had a tendency to wear bright, annoying colors along with having a strange obsession with ramen. Who seemed to be hopelessly in love with the pink haired ninja named Sakura. One of Sasuke's many obsessed fangirls. And considered to not be very smart, for in fact, he was. He just chose to act like an idiot.
No,
that wasn't him. For the true Naruto was in truth
hopelessly
in love with the porcelain angel himself.
Though not
as obsessed as his many fangirls. And
unlike
Sasuke's many fangirls, Naruto hadn't fallen
for him
because of his looks. The kitsune boy had
fallen
for him over the many years that they had known
each other.
He had come to have a great amount of
respect for
the other because of his strength, and his
ability to
handle even the most dangerous of
situations
with calm. As well as being able to handle
such a
lonely life, with the knowledge of knowing that
one day your
own blood brother would come for you.
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Envy. Yes, envy. The one word that many choose not to use when they're talking about someone. Why do people not use the word? Because if they did, then they would be admitting to their own faults. Faults. Yet another word that thousands of people choose not to use when they refer to themselves, but will gladly use when talking about another. And Naruto was no exception. He too, chose not to use those words. Though only when he was talking to someone else, like Baa-chan or Iruka-sensei. The only person, or should we say creature, that knew that though, would be the very present Kyuubi.