Summary: Naruto lashes out at an unfeeling Konoha A/N: This fits somewhere… just don't ask me where, coz I don't know…
You sicken me.
All you perfect people with your perfect lives, your perfect jutsu's, your families and your friends and your easily attainable hopes and dreams.
What do you think you know about me?
All my life I've been judged by you and been found lacking when I'm the one who has saved your miserable existences from oblivion. None of you would be around if it weren't for me. Its not ego, you know, just fact. Every single day I'm alive I protect you, and you repay me with anger and hatred.
The fourth, the one who made me what I am today, was called a hero while I, the one who is cursed to carry a demon inside me until I die, am the bane of the village.
Monster.
Demon.
Evil.
How much longer are you going to keep lying to yourselves?
I'm worth more than you now, but still, I know perhaps better than anyone, true pain. I have no family to come home to, no parents to hug me and tell me how proud they are of me. I had to work so hard just to be acknowledged by someone, anyone.
One day you'll stop laughing, stop tormenting, stop with your unjust condemnation when you realize that I'm all that stands between you and certain death.
Really, you sicken me.