Summary: Naruto was tired. Exhausted from the stares he got from the rest of the village. Saddened by the loneliness that engulfed his existence. One night he had enough and tried to end it all, only to wake up the next morning with a new power and a lifetime companion. #gamerNaruto
Chapter 1:
Partners For Life
'Why do they stare at me like that?' a young blonde haired boy questioned sadly in his head as he walked through the part crowd. Unknowingly to the crowd, Naruto heard everything they were whispering.
'Look, its… it'
'Honey, don't EVER talk to that do you hear me?' 'Hai papa'
'Come on, let go somewhere else'
'What did I do wrong?' the young outcast cried mentally while holding a blank expression. The boy was only 6 and a half years old standing at 3'6, 36 pounds. His hair a spiky blonde mess that seemingly defied the laws of gravity. On each of his large rounded cheeks were three whiskers running horizontally.
He wore a plain white T-shirt with a picture of a bowl of ramen that his nee-chan stitched on for his 5th birthday. Small holes and stains littered the shirt showing how overused the shirt was. For legwear, he wore light orange shorts that reached the bottom of his knee. Two pockets on his side and two on his rear. On his feet were worn out sandals that were two sizes too big for his own.
This was Naruto Uzumaki, the pariah of Konoha, the jinchuriki of the nine tailed fox… But he didn't know that. In fact, any child born anytime after October 10th 6 years ago were prohibited to know this secret. Any child that found out of the secret had their memory sealed and the source that leaked the information was… dealt with.
Since his birth, he had noticed the way people would treat him. The matron at the orphanage wouldn't give him the physical contact that she would give the other kids. Not to say that she wasn't taking care of him. She fed him like the other kids, read to him and provided for him but always neglecting the one thing Naruto wanted. Love.
She would always give the other kids kisses on their head before sleep and would skip Naruto or replace it with a goodnight Naruto. When other kids would get hurt she would kiss the wound before cleansing and bandaging it up. She would just bandage him up, no kiss.
She wasn't the only example, the whole village tried to stay away from Naruto as if he had were the plague! They would sell to him, even cheaper than what the items cost so they could get him out of their shop faster. If they could, they would swap their sign to closed before he got there.
It hurt, Naruto may show his face of indifference but god dammit it hurt him. Every night he laid in his shitty broken down apartment in the red light district of Konoha on his janky futon that had yellow splotches ranging from a deep yellow to a milky white. Every time wondering why he was treated like some wild animal.
Finally making it to his destination, Naruto opened his door and slammed it shut. There was no need to lock it as 'no one would dare go into it's house as you might contract some disease. Not taking off his shoes at the front Naruto made his way towards his bedroom to start his nightly ritual of self-pity.
So many questions went through his mind. Most of them the same ones he had asked before.
'Why do they hate me?'
'Did I do something wrong?'
'What can I do to change this?'
Then he had thought of something he had never thought about.
'Why don't I just kill myself?'
It came out of nowhere and echoed throughout his mind. To him, he was laying there for a few minutes when in reality he had been on the bed looking at the ceiling for hours. He was running through everything he knew about death and weighing the pros and cons of following through.
And with an indifferent look on his face, he took a rusty old knife and held it to his chest directly over his heart. He just stood there holding the knife to his chest for a moment before a small, almost nonexistent chuckle could be heard. Then it got bigger, it gained more volume. Then louder and more powerful, it's pitched going up a few octaves as now he was laughing his lungs out.
Then he fell to his knees, all the laughing completely stopped and was replaced with uncontrollable sobbing. They had never hurt him physically, never tried to punch or kick him. If only they knew how much more this hurt him than any physical assault… Well, they probably did and that's why they were doing it.
Finally getting his emotions under control Naruto took the knife and held it to his horizontal to his throat. He stopped before going to his bathroom and sitting in the tub. It would have been a bitch for someone to clean up the blood so he decided to do it in the tub. What a considerate fella.
*SWIICKK* *SPLURT*
Naruto dropped the knife outside of the tub and laid his head down on the tub as blood started gushing out of his now slit throat. He could feel the warmth of his body leaving, it starting from his toes and fingertips. The usual burning warmth they held cold and numb.
Then his legs and arms followed case and slowly started working inward.
'Is this death?' Naruto thought as he tried to see if he had touched in his body only to find out he couldn't feel anything.
'T-this f-feel g-good' he thought, closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of not feeling anything. Then it hit him like a lit match hitting gasoline.
LIVE
'What' he thought weakly trying to figure out the opposing feeling he felt from within him.
LIVE!
He placed his hand over his heart as he felt it was about to burst. Suddenly mist starting covering his eyes coming from the cut he made with his kitchen knife. He kept trying to swat it away to see what was going on. Finally, he put his hand on his slightly severed expecting blood only to find it all healed. The mist finally faded and he could take a look at his body.
His legs and arms regained their feeling and his whole body was feeling like it was on fire.
'Stop… Make it stop!' Naruto yelled out throughout his mind.
...Ok
Naruto quickly began blacking out before an opaque gray fog started leaking out of the boys now scarred neck. It began shaping into the figure of a fox with 9 tails. On the shadowy figures face area Naruto could make out a smirk before his eyes shut and he passed out.
*Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle* *Fluff Fluff*
Naruto had felt something he rarely felt. It felt… warm and cozy. Only his grandfather and his nee-chan had ever made him feel warm like this. He also knew that neither of them had furry hands or feet so Naruto did the one thing most people would do when they are surprised. He panicked.
Before he could scream Naruto felt another furry thing cover his mouth and bound his arms and legs so he could get up.
"Shhhh quiet, just relax ok?" Naruto heard a soft feminine voice from behind and above him. Shifting his head around Naruto felt like his head was resting on a pillow. A god damn good one at that. Roaming his eyes upwards he could see the same shadowy figure that he saw before he passed out.
Only this time it was more condensed and shaped but still held its mysterious opaque grayness. Naruto decided 'what the hell' with a shrug and settled his head into its lap more and closed his eyes.
He could feel the figure smiling as it took his action as a sign of trust. Both of them just doing what they were doing, Naruto enjoying the feeling of the figure holds both sides of his head using both its thumbs to caress his forehead in swirls going in opposite directions simultaneously.
They stayed like this for another half hour with the figure changing up the pattern every now and then from swirls to long strokes before she stopped and allowed Naruto to sit up.
The boy felt like jelly and was wobbling side to side causing the figure to let out a giggle. Naruto embarrassed put his hand behind head and laughed sheepishly.
"So, tell me Naruto-Kun. Why did you try and kill yourself" the figure asked bluntly but all Naruto could think about was the fact that she called him kun. He remembered his Jiji teaching him social etiquette and recalled kun being a suffix of affection.
"Uhhhh...huh….what?" was the intelligent response our future badass leader earning another giggle from the figure.
"I asked why you tried to do that Naruto-Kun?" the voice repeated. Naruto heard what it said this time and put his head down shadowing his face.
"I… No one likes me, they all pretend I am some monster… Like I'm some menace! Like I'm a goddamn plague!" Naruto replied starting off in a normal voice, finishing in a yell with tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
The figure stayed quiet, just sitting there waiting patiently for him to finish letting his feelings out. Naruto took a few minutes to get his emotions under control before continuing.
"So it came to me, if I just kill myself then everyone is happy! They can all live happily knowing that their local plague problem is dealt with!" he said in a voice full of cracks as his emotions were getting the best of him.
He put his head down thinking the figure was like everyone else. He truly believed that once it heard what he was it would leave. So he did not expect it when the figure wrapped him in a hug full of warmth and held him in the crook of its neck.
"You shouldn't think like that Naruto-kun. If all your thinking off is the bad things in life you will surely miss the good. Although the majority of the people don't like you that can change! And I will help you! That's a promise! I never break my promises" the figure finished off on a high note.
Naruto looked at the figure in shock. The figure would never know this but making that promise was huge to him. Naruto was always promising others he would follow through on things. Things like promising to visit the Hokage or his nee-chan, to cleaning his room.
He had never been on the other end of a promise. Where he wasn't the one promising but being promised to. Not knowing what to do Naruto went in for another hug to be engulfed in the figures warmth again.
'*bzzzzzz* I can get used to this' Naruto thought before melting away in the figures embrace.
A/N: So, what did you think? To much fluffy stuff? Too bad. Anyways I always wanted to make a fanfic but I could never find the time nor motivation to finish one. Actually, just a week ago I was literally doing nothing with my life. Just video games and sleeping and… you know what. Anyways 1 week later im a mobile app dev intern for a startup, plus I work at a coding boot camp teaching children how to design/code. Pretty big step for me as I am trying to reinvent myself as a whole. I'm working on my career still but I'm making moves in health, starting my spiritual journey and hobbies!
This is one of my hobbies and I want to be the best so please give me some good criticism. Maybe too much fluff? I don't know, I am super socially awkward in real life so I can't keep connections. This story is going to follow them having the ideal relationship that I would want with someone in real life. Basically, one where there isn't too much talking, someone I am comfortable with in silence.
I am so weird, I am super down to help people out. Like I will help you do this over the weekend, I am super down to go at 2 in the morning to hold a spot at a park for a party but if you ask me to hang out… nah, but call me if you need me though ok? I'm a weird muthafucka alright? I don't hate people... I just don't like. My mentor thinks something happened when I was younger and asked me to recall any situation that happened to change me to who I currently am because I remember when I was younger I was a super extrovert with LOTS of friends. Now I have a handful... actually no real friends, just people I make 'small talk' with. Ughh I hate that shit, I don't care about the weather nor do I care about how Karen is super bitchy. Let's talk about something of value or not talk at all. Anyways I'm being forced to go to a party by my mentor who is helping me reinvent myself at 5 pm so… wish me luck? Maybe leave me some tips on conversation skills maybe? chao