"Speaking"

"Thoughts"

Song Lyrics

"Kyuubi talking"

Scarlet: Thanks for the reviews in my first Fanfiction! I appreciate your opinions and I am planning to write a One shot especially for Naruto´s friends! I will write it with the Song, Hero from Skillet, so see you soon! ^^

Disclaimer: I don´t own Naruto nor the Song Falling Inside the Black from Skillet.

Tonight I'm so alone

This sorrow takes a hold

Don't leave me, it's so cold

Never wanna be so cold

It wasn´t unusual for Naruto to be sitting on his bed, legs drawn up to his chest, his arms hugging them close, head lying on them. Outside it was pitch black, almost no light, except for the few flashes of lightning from the raging storm that went on outside. Rain drops were slapping against his window, creating little sounds next to the thunder.

He should already be asleep, he had to wake up early to go to the Academy after all, but his apartment was so …cold. True, it was a bit chilly outside, but Naruto didn´t mean that kind of cold. He meant the atmosphere. He tried to be outside the whole day, so he didn´t have to come back to his lonely place.

It was making him feel worse than all the insults he got through the day. He would gladly take a few glares and insults instead of this.

The only person he could go to was The Old man, but he didn´t want to spend the night with him. Call him paranoid, but he didn´t even feel safe with the leader of the village when it was nightfall and he walked him back to his apartment. He was still afraid he would get attacked.

He could only hope that when got older this cold would fade away.

He curled into himself more tightly. "Just a few hours, then it will get better…" He tried to convince himself, the hollow feeling in his chest making his eyes prickle. The disappointment when the sun went down hurt more than it should.

It was clear from the beginning that the night would come again, so why did he feel like he wanted to cry?

Your touch used to be so kind

Your touch used to give me life

I've waited all this time

I've wasted so much time

Every time Naruto felt sadder than normal and he went to talk with his Old man. Sitting in his lap, the comforting smell, the warm hugs and the ruffling of his hair made him always feel better instantly. They would talk about their days, if something interesting happened. They would joke around and this, this is what Naruto needed and wished for the most.

Every visit made him cheer up, bringing out more of his confidence and pushing the sadness and hurt that he felt away. Making him forget that he still had to return to his cold home at the end of the day.

Naruto would grin during his entire visit, but then an idea struck him suddenly and he looked towards his Old man, hopeful and kind of excited as he asked the question. Bouncing around in the lap he was sitting on.

"Do you know who my parents were? Could you tell me please?!" The first time he asked the question, the Old Man flinched and looked at him with so much sadness, Naruto could almost feel it physically. He was picked up and hugged tightly.

The apology and the refuse to answer the question, cut him so deep, it would keep him up for the next month. Making him restless. Next time he asked for a photo and not names, because The Old man could give him that much right?

He got a shake of the head with a sad smile and asked himself why he even thought it could work.

Still, it would have been nice to have something to hold on and treasure in the cold night.

When he finally learned who his parents were he couldn´t help but feel angry at his Old man, who long ago perished, along with everyone who hid it from him. He waited for so long, he even asked Jirayia if the Fourth was his father, because they must have been somehow related given how much they looked alike.

He wasted time waiting for an answer he should have known from the beginning and it made him feel betrayed. He was so angry that he ignored Kakashi for a whole month.

The faces of the villagers at that time were kind of amusing to him, in a dark sense. But he tried to let it go, it didn´t matter to him anymore. He rarely even had cold nights anymore, because now he had friends.

Don't leave me alone

Cause I barely see at all

Don't leave me alone

I'm

How he hated "Dislike, because he wouldn´t hate anybody." Sasuke during their younger days. How he had all the support he could have, the smiles from people and all he did was push them away. Naruto wanted nothing more than to beat him up to the point that he couldn´t even glare anymore. How could he want to be alone?! It made no sense to him!

If he was in his situation he would take every smile he could get, every little nice gesture Sasuke got and he would try to get over it because hating his brother wouldn´t bring him back his dead family members. So , why should he risk the hurt and loneliness if he choose that path? Seriously, for a prodigy Sasuke was dumb. Utterly stupid.

He couldn´t win the fight and shake some sense in him, not yet, so he would make sure that Sasuke even if he is an idiot, wouldn´t end up alone. Because Naruto had a bad feeling that Sasuke would want every friend he could find in the end.

Not to mention it was fun to anger the Bastard and he wouldn´t feel as alone anymore. So, a win-win situation for him!

Falling in the black, slipping through the cracks

Falling to the depths, can I ever go back?

Dreaming of the way it used to be, can you hear me?

Falling in the black, slipping through the cracks

Falling to the depths, can I ever go back?

Falling inside the black

Falling inside, falling inside

The black

The fight was what made him break a little inside. Leaving a scar that wouldn´t heal or be forgotten. The betrayal burned itself into his heart, which was already so fragile. The light in his eyes dimmed a bit, the first sign for a crack that formed.

How could Sasuke do that to him!? He said they were friends

He wanted things to go back to as they were before. He would fight for it! He was sure he would succeed! He made a promise and he would keep it even if it killed him! He tried to fix the cracks as best as he could, trying to shield them so they wouldn´t get bigger.

With every failed Sasuke mission, new cracks formed or the old ones got a bit bigger. It terrified him, but he didn´t let it show, instead he pushed himself to train, because he wasn´t strong enough, he still couldn´t reach Sasuke.

When people asked him how he could stay so optimistic and did he really do all of that just because his teammate asked him and he promised her?! He would shoot them a wry smile, eyes lighting up with steely determination as if he got ready for his execution.

He would just say "Yes.". It was half true, so he didn´t feel guilty for saying that. But he had another reason, a promise he made long ago, even before Team 7 existed.

He promised to himself that he wouldn´t let Sasuke slip and drown in his own darkness.

"No matter how much I slip or crack, I won´t let you fall into your Black. Not if you have more a chance to escape it than me. I simply refuse to let that happen."

You were my source of strength

I've traded everything

That I love for this one thing

Stranded in the offering

Don't leave me here like this

Can't hear me scream from the abyss

And now I wish for you, my desire

Naruto would scream at them, to "Get the Hell away from me!-RUN!" when he lost control of the Kyuubi Chakra. Trying to get them to hear him, struggling for control, when he was already getting dragged down, deep…so deep, into a deep unknown abyss.

He would scream his throat raw, not giving up nor caring that nobody heard them, because these people he was probably hurting right now, were the ones that gave him the strength to fight and if they would die, Naruto would fall apart and he couldn´t let that happen.

He tried to push back up, he gave it his everything, just to protect what he loved and when he finally saw the sky and felt the Chakra being pushed down and "His Friends were save, thank god!" he would let his eyes fall shut.

Don't leave me alone

Cause I barely see at all

Don't leave me alone

I'm

Sometimes he would have nightmares that involved his Friends leaving him behind. He would wake up drenched in his own sweat, trying to calm himself and finally giving up on sleeping for the night all together.

He wasn´t really sure what scared him more, the nightmares where he would kill them or the ones where they would die because of him and leave him alone. All alone. No more warmth present, just that cold empty feeling again, that would squeeze his heart, till he was sure it would break from the pressure.

The Situation the world was in, wasn´t helping one bit in convincing him that they would make it through it.

Falling in the black, slipping through the cracks

Falling through the depths, can I ever go back?

Dreaming of the way it used to be, can you hear me?

Falling in the black, slipping through the cracks

Falling through the depths, can I ever go back?

Falling inside the black

Falling inside, falling inside

Team 7 noticed it. Hell, the whole village noticed it! How their stupid, reckless, self-sacrificing "loveable, kind, amazing" friend, was slipping. At first it was slowly, his smiles getting a bit more forced, how his eyes would darken over when he was deep in thought, when they had no mission. They tried to ask him what´s wrong, because he was scarring them, but it had the opposite effect. He tried to play it off, smiles getting bigger even though it wouldn´t even reach his eyes anymore. The voice louder than before as if it could drown the silent problem with loudness.

The villagers tried to make up for it in slow steps. All feeling guilty because they were probably the main reason as to why he was this far down in his own personal hell. The regret slowly eating them up, some of his friends were off even worse.

They couldn´t help him. They couldn´t repay him back, no matter how hard they tried. Some didn´t even feel like they could ask him what was wrong, because they treated him like the villagers when they were all children, but they didn´t have a reason for that. They were cruel just because. It made them sick to their stomachs.

The worst was that Naruto wasn´t even blaming them, no he was smiling at them, like they were the most precious things in the world and that made them feel lower than dirt.

Naruto just wondered why some villagers would flinch when he smiled at them, looking a bit hurt, and then confused when the villager started to panic and apologize even bowing to him in the middle of the streets. He had no idea what was wrong with them lately.

It didn´t help that when he tried to explain the situation to his friends, that they looked like he had punched them in the stomach with the strength of Tsunade-baachan.

The black

Black

Black

Black

He never really liked the color Black. It was the color for funerals, the color of Sasuke´s cruse seal and it seemed evil. Everything about it was depressing. It reminded him of the empty feeling he got and he tried to avoid that color at all costs.

But when he saw an Orange and Black outfit similar to the one he wore in his childhood, he decided he would challenge himself. He would wear the outfit, make it to his new trade mark. It would be bright thanks to the orange, but he would make sure that every time someone saw this mix of colors, they would feel safe.

Naruto would try to make the color somewhat brighter and not so depressing anymore. He was sure if he managed that, then he could make his own darkness lighter. Form it into a bright future.

Falling in the black

Slipping through the cracks

Falling through the depths, can I ever go back?

Dreaming of the way it used to be, can you hear me?

Falling in the black, slipping through the cracks

Falling through the depths, can I ever go back?

Falling inside the black

Falling inside, falling inside

The Black