Kami's Conclusion
Naruto was ignored and spat on as a kid though he didn't know why.
He craved for their agknowledgement, either good or bad he didn't know.
He wore an orange jumpsuit because he couldn't buy anything else.
The jumpsuit was ok he guessed, as the years go by.
As it gave him attention and agknowledgement even if it was bad.
Then he heard of pranking, which was kind of fun.
But the others just hated him more because of what happens.
The pranks were cruel, until a certain sensei came by.
Iruka his name was, how he had changed the boy.
He had ramen he suppossed, but it was better he had people who like him.
Though it was only a few.
Throughout the years he grew up, with no love nor no ambition.
Except for the kind old man but he was the leader after all.
With an heavy heart he sighed as he passed through the door, that lead to the classroom when he will fail again soon.
He wished he was Sasuke, the boy had the girls' heart.
But he had lost his family after having them in his arms.
So he decided that his life was bad too, and sulked while the sensei passed tests.
Iruka wasn't here as he was sick, and the sensei despised him too.
Naruto was strange but he had a horrible past, and so Kami sighed and cursed the village.
His own champion was hated not loved, but he supposed that he could forgive them too.
For if their shoes he wear, he would have done that too.
The years went by, and finally Naruto was agknowledged.
From the sad and lonely boy to the happy and friendly boy, Kami knew he had chosen the right champion.