Just enjoy it! 'Kay?
Disclamer: I do not own Naruto
6月14日
Dear Diary,
It was my first time to write something like this. I guessed I become more sentimental this week. Touche.
People in the world just saw what they really wanted to see. I had admitted it, it was brilliant yet fools move that trapped of mankind's mind.
By the way, Father explained to me the duty for becoming Uchiha heir, bla bla bla, etc. Did he really expect his seven year old son really understand it? Oh, well, in fact, I certainly understood it in crystal clear. And I had awoken my Sharingan two days ago. Good Lords!
The clan (read ; Father) wanted me to be the best in the Academy this year. Joy killer! May be it was good if I could implant some part of Nara's brain. Which one? The one which made them become lazy genius of course.
The Lazy Uchiha...
Kami-sama! Why it sounded so good?
Friends? I hoped I can make many, but unfotunately (or fortunately) I didn't have one. Close friends, I meant. What did you think about your friends at class? Yeah, Okaasan asked me before, but I always made a perfect description.
"They're kind"
Yeah, kind enough to borrow your homework everyday. Kind enough to ask you every questions in the exam. Okay, not every questions though, but still...
Beneficial friendship...
I didn't like that.
Next, the teacher. After two and half months of obsevation, I thought some sensei were kind and good. I meant really good. They could explaining the material well, and put a good motivation for us. The rest, well they were good but, what type of sensei who recommended us to join some competitions because the money we could get later as a prize?
May be it was rational. But it was not.
I didn't care about money. I didn't care about fame. I didn't care about title.
So, what did you care about?
Okaasan asked that. Otousan asked that. Friends asked that. Teacher fortunately didn't ask that.
Just cared for the existence of Ninja itself.
If it wasn't for it, I had already gave up my life years before.
Pathethic know-it-all-san,
Itachi