The hidden village of Konoha started its life much ever other village. Each life created a ripple of livelihood like a leaf falling into a pond. Each ripple, every life and every day was special but today was far more special than other days, for the Academy was graduating their latest generation of genin. Excitement was everywhere, from the citizens to the blue of the sky, to the sound of the trees swaying in the wind. It could be found in the sapphire blue eyes of a boy with yellow hair and bright smiles, and in the sounds of children's laughter. Yes, today, four unlikely children would be fatefully united to form a team. Four children, four stories, four lives would be thrust together into a team.
One of the four was the yellow haired boy whose smiles and jokes hid his pain and his loneliness. He had always been alone and hated, but he never understood why. During the day his smiles fooled even himself into believing he was happy and carefree, but at night, when he was away from prying eyes, his tears forced the truth onto him like a hot iron down his throat: he was unwanted.
The second was a girl with a forehead too big for her face, with eyes of emerald gems and hair of cherry blossoms. Although she acted high and mighty, she wanted nothing more than the approval of others. Most importantly, she wanted to matter to others and be a burden no longer.
The third was a boy with raven colored hair, a heart of stone and fiery eyes. The boy longed for perfection and finding error in everything. The boy was a victim and a culprit. His ice cold heart yearning to be freed from its prison built on hatred. His pride was begging for revenge against an ever-looming shadow that he could never overcome. Onyx eyes cold like stone and blood eyes like the hate that ran in his veins. Eyes and heart that both longed to be freed from pride, hate, and all the bitterness that existed inside of him.
Finally, the fourth was a girl whose appearance could deceive all whom met her. Clothes that were too big for her and a face hidden from the world behind a scarf that only served as a memory. Her messy hair of silver and eyes of molten gold made her unique. Her cursed eyes were always looking down, protecting herself from the pain of others. Her hair was pulled back messily but in a way that would hide her face from the world. She stayed quiet and became invisible in crowds, but how she longed to be happy and able to see the world through her own eyes.
Four lives were going to be pushed into each other and they were going to fight against one another and against ever opponent thrown at them until they were freed from an unwanted, hateful, burden-filled perception of a team.
* A/N*
This is my first story here on FanFiction, so I would appreciate any support that is given, also any type of review is helpful, do you like it, hate it? Let me know, so I can make the story better. I love reading, and I love writing, so I know that sometimes some works are boring, but as the author, I might not see it, so by letting me know, your reading material will be improved! I try to answer all the questions and I will to try to update at least twice a week. It all depends how many reviews I've received and how motivated I feel!
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Your raven,
E. I. Lorelai
*Updated*
Just changed a few things here and there, many thanks to my Beta nobleboivin and to everyone who has reviewed/favorited the story so far!