A/N: Ok this is going to be a short story about the sad life naruto had. Up until he met Sasuke anyways! XD
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Although if I did alot more then what I write would be going down.
Warning: This is definitely shonen-ai, boyxboy, whatever you wanna call it. OOC, and lemons in other chapters, if you don't like it don't read it...very simple.
Pairing: SasuNaru (main) Hints of: KakaIruk, KibaHina, NenjiNaru, GaarNenji, GaarNaru, LeeSaku
Chapter: Depends on my reviews, somewhere between 2-6 i think
Now read the damn story!
A SasuNaru Story
Chapter 1: Naruto Falters
Not so long ago. Before you were born. In an unfimiliar place. Almost like a different world. There was a boy. A sad but cheerful boy. This boy grew up surrounded by people. People who hated and despised his very exsistence. He had no friends, except the few who were made to tolerate him as a teammate. I was his teammate. He had no home, for his parents were killed before he could speak. He had nothing except a blazing confidence. He had no one to tell him why people couldn't stand to be around him. He had no one to tell him of the darkness that was in his small, noble body. The same darkness he could feel within himself but couldn't explain. A silent whisper that would keep him company on the cold, relentless nights. Only few knew why people feared him. Those who did couldn't tell him. For it was suppose to be a quiet topic. This order was from elders. Back in this far forgotten time, people obeyed their elders. I was one of the people who knew what was growing in this helpless boy. I was one of the those same people who watched him cling to life. I was helpless to do anything. So I watched. I waited. I watched the boy struggle to exsist. I waited each time the boy fell to get back up. He always did. His will wouldn't let him give up. This "voice" inside him made him continue on. He alone could figure this out. He alone. All alone.
So I'll try to make up for the mistakes I made in the past. I will share the story of the boy. What his life was like. Why? His life teaches many lessons. His life, changed mine. I will start by telling you his name. Uzimake Naruto. The Demon Child. Or as he liked to call himself. The next leader of the village. In this village the leader was refered to as a "Hokage". The most noticed, wisest, strongest, and trusted among the village. This is was the blonde child strived for. Yes he is a blonde. With blue eyes, tan skin. Not a blemish on his cursed body. The work of a god, the curse of a devil. Nothing comes without consequences. Not even if you didn't ask for it. The scale must even itself out. It always does. I will skip the worst details of his life. I will start on his 16th birthday. December 25, 1800. I told you it wasn't that long ago. Christmas Day. Christ's birthday. It was looked forward to by some. Most of the village, on the other hand, cursed it. For this day means Naruto made it another year alive. That their fear stays intact. That their children aren't safe. The day Naruto's the happiest, is the day everyone else dispises.
So here we begin. Christmas day. I'll set the scene for you. Pure white snow glissening from the sky. At least 2" of this fluffy goodness on the ground. Naruto makes his way to the only place he can go without being hated. To his only true friends ramen bar. His favorite food has always been ramen. Naruto marched into the bar shaking the snow off his sleevless shirt. Ichiraku aka the owner of the bar gave a big grin to the blue eyed blonde. Naruto loved this place because he was welcomed, he didn't have to pay for anything, he had a friend who was there 24/7, and if no one else liked him...they could leave.
"Yo, Naruto happy 16th birthday!" Ichiraku said pulling out a bowl of Naruto's favorite ramen.
"Yo!" Naruto replied with a boyish grin on his face as he sat on the stool infront of the oh so delicious looking ramen. "Thanks Ichiraku, I can always count on you to remind me of these important things, such as birthdays." Naruto laughed at his own joke.
"HA! Like you would forget. You look forward to this all year!" Ichiraku laughed with Naruto.
Naruto slurped down his pre-meal appetizer and then got situated as he glanced over his friends sholder staring at the line up of his favorite soup. Oh Ichiraku was so good to him. Another bowl of ramen was slid onto the conter and Naruto threw a thankful smile at Ichiraku. He dug into this one slower but with the same amount of noise and enthusiasm.
CRREEEEEEAAAAAKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The front door was opened followed by the noise of 'ding ding' as the small christmas bells rapped on the glass. This was very odd. Ichiraku's only costomer on Christmas was always Naruto. Why would someone else come in?
"Ichiraku? Owner of this ramen bar?" a low serious voice came from the tall standing shadow. Seemed to be dressed in all black. Hair, eyes, shirt, pants, socks, shoes and jacket were all black. He walked further into the bar so the light could show his true image. Naruto saw little red cloud shaped patterns on the black coat he was wearing.
"Yes? I am Ichiraku and this is my ramen bar." he said answering both questions and waiting for the reason he was being questioned.
"I am an...inspecter for this resturant. Do you have any ramen made?" the stranger asked choosing his words carefully.
"Yes, I always make ramen no matter what day." he said taking pride in his work.
"Even on nights such as this? With only one customer? What do you do with the leftovers?" he questioned now staring at the happily content boy on the bar stool. This question threw Ichiraku off for what he really does is give the leftovers to Naruto.
"I give it to the homeless." he said grinning a little. This man caught on and stared farther at Naruto.
"The homeless huh? You allow trash like him in here? What a shame and I thought this was a good looking resturant." He shook his head and started "tsking" outloud. Naruto was still oblivious but Ichiraku took that last statement to heart. His face began to glow with anger.
"GET OUT OF MY BAR!!!" Ichiraku yelled and began to scrub the invisible dirt on the counters viciously. Naruto sat straight up at this and stared at his friend. He had definatly missed something. Then he noticed the figure was looking at him. Naruto did the only thing he knew...he looked back. And so the staring contest began. Somewhere near the beginning the man blinked and Naruto foolishly said in a low voice. "Hahaha I won you foolish man!"
"So your right. You did win." the voice sounded. Naruto looked in amazement since he had done almost nothing more then mouthed this. "It is also your birthday, is it not? Naruto?" Naruto gawked inwardly at this. How did he know my name? How did he know my birthday? Oh duh, I'm the most hated person in the village. People have this kind of stuff on their calander! When Naruto was done and satisfied with what his feeble mind came up with as suffice answer to his mental questions, the guy interupted.
"My name is Uchiha Itachi. I'm from far away. I sample ramen bars...and their customers. My family finds the best ones and buys them out of buisness. So Ichiraku you have officially been bought out." Itachi said in a matter of fact voice.
"I thought I told you to get out of my bar!" Ichiraku snapped back. "You can't just walts in here, insult my customers, and claim the bar yours!" He said indefinatly.
"I just did. Here's your check. I want you out by tommorrow morning." With that he turned to leave but before going he turned around. "Oh and Naru-chan, this wont be our last meeting. I know someone who's very interested in you!" he then gracifully disappeared into the night. Ichiraku picked up the check for 2,000,000 dollars and almost fiented. While naruto wondered what the fuck that Itachi guy was talking about. All they knew together was he was going to get his way!
"Ichiraku?" Naruto said concerned for his friend who seemed to be in a state of shock. "What's going on? Are you leaving? You aren't going to let that bastard take your bar are you? You just can't.."
"NARUTO!" Ichiraku yelled. "Calm down and let me explain." He took a deep breath. "You know how seldom costomers I get in here ever since I started letting you in, right? You know the troubles I've been having finacially..." He stopped as tears started to fill his eyes. "Naruto, I'm leaving. Right now. You are welcome to stay and finish your ramen until tommorrow. I must go though." he turned from the counter and started packing things into boxes.
"What do you mean your going? Where to? When are you coming back?" Naruto's head was now in pain. His only friend was leaving? Why?
"I-I won't be coming back, N-naruto." Ichiraku managed to choke out. I'm going to the hidden mist village to open a ramen shop there. There are a lot of people there who dont know what it taste like...and..." he trailed off. He finished packing his boxes and headed for the door. Naruto sat quietly taking in what he said.
"This means I wont ever see you again, huh? Hahahaha happy birthday to fucken me!" Naruto said as he rushed past Ichiraku and back into the chilly december air. He didn't know where he was going. He just kept running faster and faster.
You're all alone now kid. I'm all you got. We, together, can make it. You can have your revenge on this entire god damn village. Your parents left you. Your friend betrayed you. You are now a mature man. Lets rain hell!
"SHUT UP!!!" Naruto yelled outloud. He fell to his knees sobbing in the snow. Shivering and cold he curled into a ball and fell asleep.
