Once upon a time, there was a ninja named Naruto Uzumaki. He wore bright orange, talked a lot, and dreamed of becoming the ultimate ninja. He was good friends with fellow brightly-colored ninja Sakura Haruno and fanfiction bait Sasuke Uchina. In true fashion of a profession that normally revolved around secrecy and stealth, he and his friends would often get into fights that could be seen and heard for miles around.
One night, an actual ninja, wearing black and under the cover of night, silently snuck into Naruto's room and stabbed him in the brain while he slept.
He died instantly.
THE END.