ROCKISTARZ: I have been a fan of naruto since I was 11 years old and frankly, I'm scared of writing a fanfic about it…[especially the shonen-ai ones] but now that I finally had the courage to write one, I hope you would like it..

*KakaIru 4ever*

The night was young and the moon was fully up. The light it radiated was enough to light up the streets in Konohagakure. It was a beauty to behold but that is if anyone took the time to notice. Everyone was mourning for the loss of the people they cared about and for everything they had that had vanished in that same fateful night. Tears sprung on every konoha citizen as they gazed upon the last remnants of the city, including the bodies of their family and friends. It was a tragic incident for everyone. The attack of the nine-tailed demon fox took everything they had leaving them both homeless and hopeless.

Iruka Umino is among the unfortunate ones to suffer that very loss. His parents were ninjas who defended Konoha and died in the line of duty. He was now alone with no one to care for and to care for him. It left him empty and angry.

Days had passed since the attack and the country was slowly rising from the fall they experienced. Houses were built again, and everyone started to recover from the loss and tragedy that happened, everyone except Iruka. It was terribly hard especially for a 10 years old kid to accept the death of his parents when he himself witnessed the said death. He stood in front of the memorial stone where the names of the heroes who died were listed and cried uncontrollably.

" Dad, mom. I'm so sad that it hurts. I want to go to where you are right now." The brunette mumbled as he continued to stare at the stone while tears ran down his eyes. He raised his right hand that gripped a kunai deliberately nearing it to his throat. Just a centimeter apart and he would have killed himself if not for the thrown shuriken that flew right in front of him stopping him from slitting his throat.

"Umino Iruka, stop that." A deep, cool voice spoke behind a tree. Iruka lowered his hand a bit as he turn to see the silhouette of the person who stopped him from committing suicide.

"w-who are y..you?" Iruka asked hoarsely. It was evident in his voice how tired he was but continued nonetheless. "What are you doing here?"

The person stepped out from the tree revealing himself as an ANBU wearing a mask. Though hidden through the colored mask, Iruka could still hear the mockery in his voice when he replied.

"I didn't know that the memorial stone is already someone's property. I obviously came here to visit my friend so if you want to kill yourself do it somewhere else."

The grief Iruka felt was momentarily replaced with anger. He raised his brow in annoyance and yell in frustration.

"It isn't yours either so don't shoo me away!" and he ran away leaving a stunned and amused ninja behind. The masked ninja took off his mask and mumbled to the stone as if it had life,

"Shoo? He ran by himself, right Obito?"

Back at the brunette who was running to the village…he still couldn't get over with the rage he felt. He was about to put an end to his pain but the gods seemed to like watch him suffering. He was reaching the streets of Konoha when he suddenly stopped in his tracks after arriving at a realization…

"how did he know my name?"

ROCKISTARZ: there u goo :-) hope u like it though it was a bit short..don't forget to leave a review!

till the next time i update! JA ne!