Hiiiii everyone! I had an extra long and boring night at work. I am currently working on another Hetalia story as my main project, that I didn't have access to at work. Since I'm such a space case I will get confused if I try to write more than one Hetalia fic at a time, so I wrote this little fic instead. I may or may not add on to it. Probably. I don't really know. If you like it, and tell me you like it, I will be more likely to continue it. Anyway, enjoy~!
No Longer A Home
Naruto stared in shock as he looked in at the unrecognizable area that used to be his apartment. When he left for his week long mission he had made sure to clean it up, but now as he stood in the doorway he could barely catch his breath. What he had considered is home was now nothing than ruins; windows broken in, holes in almost all the walls, cabinets and counters torn out, and what few personal items he had were shattered around the room. The place looked like it had been abandoned for years. It was all Naruto could do not to cry at the sight.
'What am I going to do?' He slid down against the door frame, the only stable part of the apartment, as the panic sunk in. 'This was all I had! Where am I suppose to stay?' He contemplated running to Iruka or one of his teammates. 'No. I can't cause them anymore trouble. Iruka-sensei has already done too much for me, and of course I can't stay with Sakura-chan. There's always Sasuke. What am I thinking? Why would he ever let me stay with him? He hates me. Who am I kidding? I have nowhere to go.' Tears brushed in his eyes, but the blond refused to let them fall.
After a couple minutes of despairing he stood up, suddenly determined to make it through this alone. 'This is nothing new. I've always been alone and I've managed so far. I can get through this.' He quickly made his way toward his bedroom, hoping despite everything, that some of his clothes at least were spared. He made it about halfway to the room when, out of the corner of his eye he noticed writing on the wall he had been leaning on.
"Worthless, Brat, Trash, Monster" multiple hurtful words, each eating at his heart a little more than the one before, but the final point was what was written across the top of the door. "Hurry up and die demon!" As he read that his resolve finally broke down, slid to the floor, and he burst out in years worth of years.
It took nearly two hours before Naruto was able to barely able to pull himself together enough to stand back up. Without checking to see if anything was still worth keeping, the blond walked out of the only place he had ever called home for the last time. He still had no idea where he was heading, but he knew for sure he would never be able to stay in that apartment.