The Fallen Mask
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but I do own the plot.
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I just want someone to see me for who I am, I dont want to keep up this mask anymore, it's killin' me inside. All they see when they look at me is the Demon inside of me, they dont understand. What everyone see's is a facade, the mask I've put on and have been wearing since I was very young. They think I'm some dumb kid who was orphaned from the very hour I was born. They just see me as an idiot, carefree, insuffereable idiot, who's too stupid to know the difference between right and wrong. But that's what I want them to see, that's what I've decieved them to see. But I'm not a carefree, dumb idiot. I'm quite intelligent; I can come up with so many strategies in a number of seconds when I'm battling an enemy. I can see when someone is suffering just by looking at them and their eyes, but that just may be from my own experience of sufference. I can learn justu's in a matter of hours or days. I can learn some of the hardest and most dangerous justu's in weeks when other ninja take up to months or years to learn and master. I'm not loud and I dont particularly like orange. I'm quite a calm person and prefer the company of silent and non-talkative persons. Lound and obnoxious people grate on my nerves. Orange is quite hideous especially if it's over done. A little orange is good but not the entire outfit. I rather deep reds, blacks and dark blues. Even gray I'm ok with. But no one ever knows that. No one has ever seen the real me. No one ever wants to, they dont care to look at me long enough to see through it.
But I've had enough; I can't stand to keep this mask on any longer. I want people to see the real me, not the fake. I want people to accept me and see me as a real person. I want to stop being underestimated and always last to everyone else. I'm sick of being seen as the Demon inside of me and not the person keeping it at bay.
I want to be seen as the real Uzumaki Naruto!
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The day started like any other day. I got out of bed at 6:00am, had a shower and ate breakfast. As I was in the bathroom practicing my mask for the day, I remembered my plan of getting rid of my mask and being my real self. I looked at myself in the mirror.
"God, I look awful." I sighed, and I really did. Without my mask you could see the bags under my eyes from the nights of no sleep. My eyes were bloodshot and I looked totally drained. And I was, I was exhausted. My whisker marks on my cheeks stood out and looked more prominant from my pale face. I was awfully skinny from hardly eating, and my bones stuck out, one of the main reasons why I wear bagging clothing.
I went into my room and looked at my hideous jumpsuit with a disgusted look on my face. I hated that thing. I put it on anyways, had nothing else to wear.
I locked my run-down apartment door and headed into the busy streets of Konoha.
As usual, the looks of the fellow villager's gave I was of scorn and hatred, but I was used to it. Why was I getting these looks you may ask? Well, I Uzumaki Naruto is the Jinchuuriki for the Kyuubi no Kitsune. Kyuubi is an ancient demon, the King of the Bijuu and one of the guardians of Hell. One night, many years ago, on the day of my birth, Kyuubi came to Konoha and attacked the village. The Fourth Hokage rose up and sealed it in me, since I was the only newborn at the time. I was blamed for the deaths of the village; they called me 'demon', 'monster' and so many other indecent words. I was hated and seen as the demon it's self, even though I had no say in the matter. I was only just born at the time, I didnt choose to be who I am. But they dont listen, they just see what they want to see, they just hear what they want to hear, and that is me as the Kyuubi its self and should be killed for the destruction I did not commit.
I lived alone with no parents or family, I was kicked out of the orphanage when I was four, lived on the streets and was abused and beaten everyday. I didnt know why though, I was never told about the demon until a traitorous bastard told me when I was twelve. I still dont know who my parents were, I dont have any heritage or clan. No one knows, I am just a random child that the Fourth used as the container of the most powerful Demon. I still wonder why he chose me though, I feel theres something more to it then me just being the only child at use.
Okay, I'm rambling on. Anyways today I've got a team meeting - I dont think you could even call it a team - so as I arrive at the training grounds I notice I'm the first one there, yipee*sarcastic*. I decide to meditate and practice chakra control as I wait.
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A half hour later Sasuke and Sakura show up, well more like Sasuke show up and Sakura following and fawning all over him like a lost puppy *ugh* I hate fangirls and she's the worst. I havent said anything as I usually do, and I'm not planning to anytime soon, I've lost my facade and I'm not about to shout and try to get Sakura's attention. Sasuke's noticed, but just shrugs and walks off to stand near a tree and brood - no change there.
"NARUTO! What do you think you are doing?!"Came the screaming banshee's voice, *rrr* I hate her voice so MUCH. Does she even know what a normal voice is? I mean come on I'm just two metres away from you, you pink-haired banshee!
I sigh and open one eye, "What do you think I'm doing? I'm meditating".
"AS IF! You probably dont even know what meditating is!"Sakura screamed.
I could already feel a headache coming on, great; I am SO not in the mood for this. She probably doesnt know what meditating is and is trying to cover that up by making me look stupid. I hate it when people do that, and it just so happens that my 'teamates' are those kinds of people. Yay for me...
"Really Sakura, then what do you call what I'm doing then? And do you know what meditating is?" I retorted. She just looked at me in disgust and started rambling on about how stupid I was and how smart she is and how great 'her Sasuke-kun' was. It really made me sick, so I went back to meditating completely ignoring her best I could, since that's kind of hard when she's screeching in your ear. *sigh* this is gonna be a long day.
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