ShadowedDarkness: Hello everyone, this is my first attempt at writing a Naruto fanfic. Hope this goes well. Ummmmm, I don't own Naruto (sob) but it's still totally awesome. Anyway, disclaimer said, enjoy the story.

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I'm not a monster

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Blue eyes blinked slowly. This wasn't right, this wasn't right at all… Where did I go wrong? Blonde locks shook back and forth; this wasn't how it was supposed to be. He wasn't supposed to be hated, right? Wasn't he supposed to be loved, like all the other kids were? Where were his parents? Where were his hugs?

He didn't get hugs; he got slaps, kicks, and punches. He didn't have parents, he had an empty apartment. He didn't know what love was, but he understood all to well the feelings of hate. No, what did I do wrong?

Clenching one little fist, he flinched as the cold, hate filled words came directed his way. Wouldn't it be nicer to just kill him instead of the ruthless stabs to his heart?

"Freak!"

"Monster!"

"You deserve to die, monster!"

Oh wait, monsters don't have hearts. But…if monsters didn't have hearts, why did it hurt so bad? Why did his chest ache when ever people stared at him with disgust clearly written across their faces and hatred in their eyes? If he was a monster, why did it ache?

The small boy slowly turned his back on the villagers. Sniffing and blinking back tears, the small child furiously wiped at his eyes. He didn't understand, what had he done wrong? His shoulders shook as small hiccupping sobs escaped his throat. What was it about him that had everyone hating him? Shunning him? What? What? Why was he a monster? Why?!

Dropping his hands to his sides, he gave one final look over his shoulders; some villagers taking satisfaction at the six year olds tear stained face. Why? Why do they hate me? Looking forward, he decided he wouldn't let them see him cry again, never again. With that resolve in mind he forced a weak grin to his face, held it high, and began to walk home.

Sneers followed him through the streets. His smile wavered with each passing insult to his name, but never once did it drop from his face. Even as he climbed the stairs to his home, the smile still stayed. Twisting the doorknob, he froze, the smile finally dropping from his face. He didn't want to walk into an empty apartment; he didn't want to be alone.

Being alone was worse than that ache in his chest.

Letting go he stared at the mocking door. It was laughing at him, all the while reminding him that no one was on the other side to greet him. No one was there for him like there were for the other children his age, no one.

"Monsters are supposed to be alone…" He whispered softly, placing his hand back on the door and pushing it open. Stepping inside, he slammed the door and stared at the mess he called home. Clothes, papers, cans, and boxes littered the floor but other than that, the place was…empty…

Sinking to the floor, the tears finally fell. "WHY?" He slammed his back against the door. "WHY, WHY, WHY?" With each desperate cry, he slammed his body against the door. Why was he hated? Why?

Exhaustion finally took over as he fell into a deep sleep, curled against the door. Final thoughts drifting slowly through his tired and abused mind.

Why do they call me monster?

Why am I hated?

Did I do something wrong?

Why am I alone?

And as his mind sank further into the land of dreams the image of a fox appeared in his mind, whispering to him that he was not alone.

He was not alone. But never would he deny that he was a monster, never.

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ShadowedDarkness: Ummmm, I know it's short, but this is just the prologue. Once again,this is my first attempt at a Naruto fanfic. Please be nice? Hahahaha, anyway, leave reviews and you'll make me happy enough to do a dance...or give you cookies...which ever you prefer

Thank youuuuuuuuuuuu, and until next time, ya?