Summary: A short one-shot on the pain naruto has gone through in his life and his real reason for protecting his village. R and R.
Yes I now what all you are thinking why is he writing a new story when he hasn't eve finished his first one. Well that's because I am having trouble for a fight seen in it.
But anyway let's go on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own naruto even though I wish I did.
The Pain
Why me I used to ask whatever god was out there. Why did I have to go through this pain, this horrible life? The people around me think I'm a happy go-lucky brat who wants to become hokage. Their fools all of them I've hidden behind a mask my entire life so that no one would suspect that I could have done it when it happens.
As a child I was beaten by the people of my village. They would come everyday and torture me by breaking each of my fingers slowly while they would slowly laugh at me with a gleam in their eyes. They would use chains, clubs, shovels anything they could use to bring me pain. The ninjas would come and use their new jutsus on me they especially liked to use their fire jutsus on me watching me scream in pain as my flesh slowly burnt.
They would use dull rusted blades and slowly cut my wrist and my neck so the blood slowly while I begged them to stop, but they just cut me up even more. But you see they could do this to me everyday because of the fact that I would heal by the next day. At first I was amazed that I could heal so fast but after a little time I wish they would just kill me so I wouldn't have to go through this pain everyday.
When I found out about kyuubi I was happy I would finally get revenge on this village.
So you see the reason I protect this village with this mask on is so that I can destroy it by myself and kyuubi of course. That is why I will not let anyone destroy my village for I would be the one who will destroy this village not anyone else or anything else.
So for now I will just bide my time until I can destroy this puny village and put an end to all of this pain.
End