Hi guys. I'm so sorry that I kinda abandoned that multichapter story of mine but I was just so lazy to write an update.
So I write this on whim in my class, so... whatever.
Warnings: unbeta, kinda angst, super-short oneshot. 0_0
Naruto stood in front of a full body height mirror. He watches his face in a long second. he has a blond hair which always aggravates other with its wild spikiness. the whiskers on his chubby cheeks were identical, the remnants of traumatic incidents which cause him to spend his entire childhood in an orphanage in Konoha City.
His tan complexion is rarely found for other citizens at the place yet it did suit him better than pale ones. His eyes darker than the calming colour of the sky that Shikamaru loves to gaze for hours nor the dark blue like his childhood jacket colour but the blue that enough to make him stand out than others.
'Who am I?' the question that he never found the answer no matter who he asked.
"You are Uzumaki Naruto," Kiba had said to him one day when he asked the brunette with red fangs tattoo on his cheeks under his eyes. But that was not the kind of question he wanted.
"You were Kushina's and Minato's one and only son," Kakashi sensei had said matter-of-factly to him one morning. he couldn't see his face but know that the handsome face of his late father's student face covered in masked knitted to frown.
"You are our friends," this particular answer had him feels a lot calmer when he got the assurance that he got his back covered.
But he knew what kind of answer that he hoped to hear and he never got to hear it. And he had hoped to hear them from only one person. The rival of his life. The love of his life. The saviour of his life. But never the peace of his heart.
The man in question was obviously to his feeling that even oblivious Kiba had realized from a long time ago. Maybe not because he was stupid because he was the brightest student in their class. And he was the younger brother of the genius Itachi.
But, he might actually know his feeling but never wants to think much about that, because he was so persistent to sever their bond before.
Naruto glanced to the mirror for the last time to check his attire then turn around and grabbed his hangging coat and out of the door. No one ever heard his words but if a door can be an exception, it can tell you.
"Because I am not enough."
It feels good to write in PC and the website not the application on android.
See you next time.
Soe Ae Ra.