From the day I was born I was always discriminated. For reasons I did not know nor bothered to know. Beyond that, however, was more than practical discrimination, but more of pure hate. Especially the parents or the older people of my generation. Which is why people the same age as myself hate me as well. After all, people tend to hate or shove of as none important due to the people they see doing it. For example, their parents, kids these days tend to follow the example of their parents and think what they are doing is right but actually what they are doing is wrong.
You see, when a parent hates a person their kids start to hate them, too (unless the child in question inquires as to why). When they put down or belittle someone they try to imitate their parents' exact words to do the same even if some of the words they use they don't really understand.
I've learned about this long ago. When I always go to the academy or walk down the streets to my apartment they always put me down with their words or just soul piercing glares. Sure, I'm grateful they hadn't beaten me up when I was younger; yet, I can see it in their eyes. Hate, disdain, and, above all, fear.
I don't know why they hate me. I never did anything to them. However, the most confusing part is the fear in their eyes. What do they fear about me? Does their fear have something to do with the hate? It's surprising though about what they say related to both their emotions concerning me. Some of the things they say to me make me wonder. Demon, loser, but the most surprising word they call me, Kyūbi. Why the Kyūbi of all things? It's dead... right?
When they call me Kyūbi and demon it makes me question myself more than the people themselves. Are they right? Or am I myself? During those self appointed questions I unconsciously touch my birth marks, wondering how or why I got them, all in which left me empty in both the heart and in the outside.
Last night I was training in the woods, when I made a discovery while I was training. I had to take of my shirt due to all the dirt and patches that appeared and hile I was concentrating in my chakra to try the substation jutsu again I noticed a tattoo like spiral located in my stomach. Subconsciously I traced my finger in the spiral and realized it must be a seal. Seal for what exactly, I pondered for a lot of time. Then it hit me. The villagers call me demon, Kyūbi, accompanied by the birth marks and the seal in my stomach; It all made sense now, I have the Kyūbi inside me. I found myself conflicted in my own emotions, until I finally had it. I took this burden and decided to guilt it into someone else. So I found myself pondering, who else knows. The old man Hokage probably knows for sure, the villagers as well since they've been there when the Kyūbi attacked (or at least the older generation), everybody except myself.
At first I was angry at all of them. But I convinced myself to let go of the hate just go with the flow (with it my burden disbandment). Sooner or later I realized that the old man must of put me in the academy to become a ninja, a tool for the village, since he wanted me to utilize my demon to it's fullest. That could explain his hard presentment. I never wanted to be a ninja to tell the truth. I hate ninjas. They think they are so high and mighty, with their flashy jutsu and constant boasting. I always wanted to be a samurai.
The samurai are the only thing I can respect. Their honor, codes they have to follow, and the respect they give their opponents when fighting. True warriors they are. No deception, no stealth, no jutsu. Just.. cold.. hard.. steel.
Waking towards the academy I can feel their glares directed towards me. My mask of foolishness that I have put up completely suppressing them as I walk away from their anger and fear.. This is the day I quit the life of shinobi. Maybe travel a while. See the world, you know.
I lived my life thinking that I will never quit, I will never back down. But things have changed, more like people change. Thanks to all the hate and the prejudice and the name calling I think I've had it. I can't stand it here. I think that's another reason why I'm quitting. After all, people say I suck, I should quit. You will never amount to anything, or you will probably die in your first mission. I try to better myself but a self taught person can only go so far in life. After all, nobody teaches me anything. I ask for help in the academy but I end up getting kicked out of class. I ask help from the old man Hokage but he says "I can't show favoritism." I try to explain to him about my situation in the academy but he just smiles and says, "It'll get better Naruto-kun. I promise." It never did get better. However, the main reason I'm quitting is because of the Kyūbi. I don't want to live in a village that does not and will not appreciate me from keeping them safe from the Kyūbi. For all I care they can go to hell and die but just that thought of that made me sad. I can't stay that angry forever, right?
Today is the second genin exam I am going to take, but I am not going to take it. I am just going to go in their wait for Iruka to call my name and tell him I quit. For I, Naruto Uzumaki will become the greatest samurai. And this is just a small first step to greatness.
End Naruto P.O.V.
Naruto is walking towards his normal classroom that consists of clan heirs and some children whose fathers or mothers are part of the council. He steps inside and everyone goes quiet. You see Naruto has always been antisocial. He always dresses in black and always has sunglasses on. He always keeps his cool despite all the name calling he receives by his fellow classmates. The only reason he even gets named called is because of his poor grades and his antisocial attitude (not to mention their parents encouragement of making his life miserable).
"Hey dead-last how are you doing, you think you are going to pass today?" a kid with a dog on his says to him with a grin. His name is Kiba Inuzuka, part of the Inuzuka clan, one of the arrogant clans out there.
Naruto didn't respond, he just keeps walking towards his seat in the back end. Irritated at the blond's unresponsiveness, Kiba took action.
"Dead-last I'm talking to you." Kiba says while grasping the back of his shirt.
Naruto responded swiftly turning around, grabbing Kiba by the throat, and slamming him to the floor. Naruto tilts his sunglasses up so that Kiba can see his blood red eye, with a slit as a pupil, and he tells him with a snarl, "Don't touch me or you might lose your head next time dog-breath."
The class is stunned. They have never seen Naruto lose his cool, never. Coupled with the fact he man handled Kiba so easily they stared in awe (to most) and fear (1% of the class). Everybody else is thinking not to piss him of ever. While one brown eye opens up lazily and stares at Naruto with a calculating gaze.
A pair of white lavender eyes just looks at Naruto and wonders, "Naruto what has happen to you?" Another pair of eyes just stare at him then turn back around to look out the window mumbling, "Stupid dope trying to act cool."
Sitting in his seat fiddling with his pencil he looks up and sees the class looking at him with awe, fear, and confusion.
"What the fuck are you fuckers looking at?" Immediately everybody turns around and goes back doing what they were doing before he came in while sneaking a few glances at the blonde. After a few minutes Iruka and a silver haired chunin named Mizuki come in.
"Alright class as you know some of you are taking the genin exam so I'll call your name and you will have do a series of questions, a physical exercise, and three of the academy jutsu that we have taught you." Iruka tells the class.
Before he can begin Naruto raises his hand in the air.
"Yes Naruto?"
"I want to quit." Naruto says bluntly.
"Alright I'll take your name off the genin exam…"
"No I wan to quit being a shinobi." Naruto interrupts him.
When Naruto said that everyone in the room grew quiet and some had looks of disbelief on their faces even Sasuke.
"But why Naruto? Why do.." Iruka questions him only to be interrupted.
"Because I never wanted to be a ninja, I was forced into being a ninja and also I have no need to defend a village who practically hates me when I save them everyday." Naruto tells him with a snarl. However in the inside, he wondered exactly why he snared at his teacher so bluntly. Am I at my breaking point, he wonders.
Everyone else in the classroom is either confused or don't care about what he means. But Iruka is sweating bullets wondering if he knows about it, personally he really didn't care about Naruto in general but about the Kyūbi then it is worrisome.
"Come on dead-last we all know you are quitting cause you suck and you will die in your first mission." Kiba tells him while most of the class laugh. Naruto doesn't care though. He just gets up from his desk, keeps walking down the stairs and out the classroom.
Iruka registers what the blond did and follows suit after him. Rushing to catch the blonde he stops him just outside the academy.
"Wait Naruto don't quit please." Iruka begs, he really didn't want kid away from him; fearing that without supervision the Kyūbi might take control.
"Why the hell do you care anyways you never did." Naruto mumbles.
"I care because you are my precious student and I want you to pass." That was a lie, and Iruka clearly shown it through his eyes.
"No, I'm not. You just want me to be a weapon for the village." Naruto snarls at him exposing his sharp fangs.
"What do you mean?" Iruka asks confused, but he did know what he meant.
"You know what I mean. I have the Kyūbiinside of me and you ninja just want me to use it to help defend the village."
T-That's not true."
"Yes it is and if you really cared about me why didn't you ever help me with the bushin clones or substitution or even henge."
"You never asked."
"I never asked? I always ask for help but you always say I should of paid attention in class or I get kicked out by the other teachers here." Naruto sneers at him.
"I can help you now if you want, but please don't quit."
"You should said that two days ago but now I don't care. Good bye, asshole."
Naruto walks away leaving a shamed faced chunin and a stunned crowd of students who witnessed the whole exchange.
In the classroom a certain lavender eyed girl is looking at the window repeating Naruto-kun sadly.
In his Apartment
Packing his belongings in a backpack, Naruto heads towards the door to say good bye towards the old man.
Hokage tower
Sarutobi Hiruzen also known as "The Professor" throughout the world due to all the ninja techniques he has mastered and wisdom is currently sitting in his desk reading a orange covered novel called Icha Icha Paradise until the door opens to reveal Naruto looking at him with an amused smile on his face and an eyebrow up.
"I didn't know the great "Professor" was a pervert."
Wiping his nose he responds, "What can I do for you today Naruto-kun." With a kind smile.
"Jiji I'm leaving here."
"Why?" Sarutobi questions.
"I'm tired of this place old man, and also I don't want to be a ninja."
"Why don't you want to be a ninja Naruto-kun?"
"I never wanted to be a ninja jiji you forced me to become a ninja for this place."
"You tricked my mind with lies and you used me so I can become a weapon for this godforsaken village."
"I will never trick you my boy."
"Don't fuck with me I know about the Kyūbi inside me." Now Sarutobi was shocked about how he knows.
"I mean it is pretty obvious, with the villagers calling me Kyūbi sometimes and the whisker marks in my face and most of all the seal in my stomach." Naruto states with a deadpan.
Sarutobi's face turns serious at that, those idiots, he thought, clearly angered about the fact that his beloved village is filled with idiots. I'll have to reprieve this village on what is what and what is not. Sarutobi shakes his head after Naruto finishes his rant, "I'm sorry Naruto-kun, but I can't allow you to leave the village. It's in your best interest my boy. Trust me."
Naruto, though angered about the fact that Sarutobi is a liar like everybody else, he is still reminded that his is the only one nice to him. "I have to go jiji. I can't stay here." Naruto lowers his head, his emotions fluctuating in a weird way that might resemble that of a pregnant female, "I want to live my dream!"
Sarutobi sighs but smiles at the boy. In one hand he can consider the village's bet interest but on the other is Naruto's happiness, and who was he exactly to deny such a thing? Sarutobi looks at he Hokage wall and sees he picture of the Hokages looking at him with a smile that practically said, "It'll be alright." It is pretty reassuring that the Hokages still look over the village even if the village itself is not much worth protecting like any other village.
Sarutobi turns his rotatable chair to face the village. "Naruto lets pretend that we never had this conversation."
Naruto opens his mouth to say something but Sarutobi beats him to it. "And lets just say that the file located in the right side of my desk detailing village security for the day is lost. I wonder what might happen." Naruto catches on on what the old man is trying to do. Naruto smiles a bit, I guess he is alright, "Thanks jij. I won't forget you in the years to come."
With that Naruto left the Hokage's office and ino the busy street of Konoha into the lax security area so he can leave. He gazes softly into the afternoon breeze and runs a hand through his hair. He laughs to himself all giggly.
He take a step and heads out the village in search of his quest to be the best samurai in the world.
"World," Naruto says softly as he finally finds the lax security area. Slipping past it, Naruto runs from the position into the forest and into a very different territory. "Prepare to taste my blade S.."