Prologue
Have you ever heard of the rainmaker? The man who walks among the crystal drops of blue? I thought not.
When his voice cries out, the harshest seas calm. When his eyes gaze upon the god-like rain it freezes into the most amazing creation-snow.
With Gods grace he dances in the most vicious storms. The angels lift him with their wings, so that he may look down at the worlds from the clouds, and speak with the almighty. He is the perfect creation, the perfect creature, the perfect being.
I have live one thousand years. I have lived through hate, love, power, sadness, depression, fear, and rejection. Time has not hardened my heart, but has only made me cry. I have lived one thousand years, and I still wait for the day that the rain falls down and awakes my dreams. I have lived one thousand years, and I am only five years old.
The warm sun broke through the thick canopy of Konohagakure's largest forest. Its gentle rays danced in blue orbs before they were quickly shut in defiance. A single tear slid down Naruto's cheek, before being swiped away by bloody hands.
The child was bathed in blood. Blood, but no wounds. That was his curse, to live with out death, only pain. Humans had the right to die. But not him, he was not human, but demon.
More tears spilled from his sapphire eyes. A hiccup sounded from his hoarse voice. Yet more tears spilled onto his soft cheeks, the thick metallic scent of blood making his nosebleed. Adding more blood to the puddle that he was laying in.
Today was his birthday, October 10th, but he hated it. If only someone would take him away. Far, far away, some where were he could be a demon in piece...
The soft summer wind played with Naruto's golden locks. His skin was a golden brown, the blood had washed off, but his clothes remained forever stained with his own blood.
He watched the north gate form his rooftop. He hoped that the apartment manager wouldn't come up here, not now, the moment was almost perfect.
A gray blur shot towards the north gate. Naruto's heart pounded in his thin body as he realized that this figure would pass right by him. He couldn't miss this chance to escape!
Red met blue as the dark blur glanced at Naruto. Time seemed to slow as Naruto's sad gaze pleaded with the shinobi.
"Wait!" Naruto cried, true sorrow afflicting his still hoarse voice, "Wait! Take me! Please take me with you! Please! Please..."
Tears ran like streams down his face, as he lay begotten on the edge of the roof. His last chance was gone, he was doomed to live a lone, forgotten and abused for his eternal life.
"No1D-don't-don't leave...me..." his cry went unheard to all