WARNING: Some dark themes, shonen-ai, fluff (Eventually...), some swearing, some adult themes.

Disclaimer: I do not own NARUTO, nor any if it's characters. This story is purely for fun. No profit will be made from it.

When you live in a world where no one understands you, things tend to be difficult.

My name's Uzumaki Naruto. I'm 15 years old, I live with my legal guardian, Iruka, and I'm hated by everyone in the village. And I'm not over reacting either.

I may be a loud mouth, and somewhat deserve to be hated, but the reason as to why they despise me so, is because of something that wasn't even my fault. You see, my father was a bit of an idiot. He took pleasure in others pain. Well, I know, some people do, but he was totally sick about it. Some of the stuff I had to witness as a child because of him totally messed with my head. Anyway, he liked to torture people. People of the village. It came to the point that even the cops couldn't do anything about him. He was just too powerful.

So that sick freak would torture people, in our basement, might I add. A great many people were killed. Even tourists. He killed friends and family alike. It's come down to me. I'm the only one continuing the Uzumaki name.

Anyway, finally, one day, someone got to my dad. Before he got to them. I am forever grateful to the man who destroyed that demon. I don't know exactly what happen. I mean, I just somehow found out about it happening. I don't even know who it was that killed him, I wish I did.

So, because of all the crap I grew up with, I'm hated. Hated because of that monster. And nothing I can do, will stop it. Nothing. And I've tried. God knows I tried. No one knows how to see past my father's actions, and look at me.

Today, is my first day of high school. I am not looking forward to it. Up until now I've been home schooled. Iruka is a wonderful teacher. He treats me well. He may possibly be the only person to ever look past my last name, and see Naruto.

So, now I will embark on the road of high school. Oh lord, save my soul...

O.O.O.O.O

"-will be partnering up for our first assig-" The silver haired man stopped in his speech to look at the door, which had just opened.

A shy blonde haired boy poked his head into the room. "I-I'm sorry to bother you, sir, but I'm-"

"Uzumaki Naruto. Yes yes. Come on in." His left eye turned up-right, as if he was smiling. Most of his face was covered by a cloth. The man was very mysterious looking. But seemed nice enough. Naruto nodded and stepped into the room, closing the door softly behind him. He walked, with careful steps, towards the man that was his teacher. "I am Kakashi Hatake. Just call me Kakashi." He looked to be smiling again, and Naruto gave a soft, wary smile of his own.

"Everyone, I would like you to greet Uzuamki Naruto. He is a new addition to our class, I hope you all treat him kindly." He was rewarded with silence as everyone stared at the boy.

His skin was very tanned, making his persistent yellow locks stand out. On his face, on each cheek, were three whisker-like scars. His eyes were the most wondrous shade of blue that any had ever seen before. He wasn't very tall, but nor was he short. The young man was of average height, and had a good body build. He was wearing a baggy black t-shirt with faded blue jean shorts on.

It wasn't his appearance that stunned them all to silence though. No, it was the name.

Naruto sighed, looked back at the teacher, and asked where he would be sitting.

"Hmm.. Uzumaki, why don't you take a seat at the back... right beside.. Uchiha." The class gasped and Naruto whipped his head back to look at them. He scanned the room and found the seat Kakashi had been talking about.

At the back, there was a row of desks, all empty except one. The desk in front, and diagonal of this boy were empty. He sat near a window, his head rested on his hand as he gazed out, completely unaware of what was going on.

"Uchiha, pay attention." Kakashi spoke. The raven haired teen looked towards the front, and stared right towards the blonde. "Naruto, would you please take the seat I have assigned you?"

Naruto stared at him. "Uh... Kakashi? Sir? There are other unoccupied seats. May I sit somewhere else?" His question was returned with a shake of the older mans head. Sighing in defeat, Naruto trudged towards the other boy.

Sitting down, he noticed the other was still looking at him. Turning his head, he was thrown off to see a glare on the boys face. "Look, don't talk to me, and I wont talk to you, got it?" He growled. Naruto only nodded his head. There was no need to tell him twice. He got the message. He got it loud and clear.

Once again, his name had messed up any chance of making friends with people.

tbc...