Sage: Hey there! Here with another story. I sort of deleted my Hidden Soul story because, well, I didn't like it. It was my most amatureish work and, though I got over 90 reviews, I thought it was pathetic and not worth my time. So, here's a new story!
Naruto: Hey, Sage wanted me to warn all you SasuNaru and Sasuke fans out there. She hates Sasuke with a passion nowadays, so he's going to be bashed, and SasuNaru is only going to be official for about three chapters before she kicks its ass out of the story.
Sasuke: Why does she hate me? What did I do?
Sage: GET THE HELL OUT OF THE CONVERSATION, EMO BOY! -kicks Sasuke out of the conversation-
Pyro (sage's imaginary friend and muse): Why do you hate Sasuke? Just a few months ago you were defending his EMOness on Gaia.
Sage: I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!!!!!!! -grumbles in the Corner of Gloom©-
Naruto: -sighs- She knew Sasuke beats me up at the Valley of the End and that he nearly kills me. What she recently found out, however, is that he pokes a hole through my chest, which would have killed me, if it weren't for Kyuubi.
Pyro: And, as we all know, she's a huge fan of yours (though not as big as Shikamaru. If Sasuke had hurt him, there would be a hell of a lot more problems other than bashing).
Sage: IT WAS BAD ENOUGH THAT HE BETRAYED NARUTO PERIOD! THE FACT THAT HE WAS REALLY INTENDING TO KILL HIM REALLY PISSES THE HELL OUT OF ME AND I WANT THAT EMO BOY TO BURN!!!! BURN!!!!!! -runs off to do random evil things-
Naruto:...
Pyro: And she's off, ladies and gentlemen. Well, while she's gone, I'll do the disclaimer.
-ahem- Catricia Jawn Fernandez Cepeda does not own Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke, or any other anime character from Naruto. They belong soely to Kishimoto-sensei and all the credit shall go to this man. However, she does own all her OCs, including Katchi-kun and Angelina-baa-chan. Who these people are, you will find out.
You know, a lot of shit has happened to me since I was born, but, no worries. I'm used to it all. Loneliness? Been there. Pain? Done that. Betrayal? Get it all the time. See, there isn't much you can do to me that doesn't fall under these categories. So I'm used to it. You can't hurt me too badly, at least not as badly as I was hurt when it happened the first few times. There's a dull ache, but nothing that an overexerting training session can't cure.
Oh, please excuse me. You're sitting there listening to me and you don't even know who I am, do you? I'm Uzumaki Naruto. 18-years-old, blond hair, blue eyes, and not too bad looking, if I do say so myself. Many of you won't know me by that name. Your parents might, but anytime they talk about me, you may have heard 'demon brat', 'beast', 'monster', 'murderer', and crap like that. Of course, some of you may also know me as 'the freak who sits by himself all the time' or 'the kid I can't play with or else dad's going to paint my ass red'. Yup! That's lil ol' me all right!
Now that that's over and done with, I should explain why I'm talking about this. I said before I'm used to a lot of crap. I didn't tell you I'm used to little affection. Caring is the only positive form of affection ever given to me. Iruka-sensei cared, and so did the Third Hokage. Even Tsunade-baa-chan and Shizune-nee-chan care about me. That little affection I receive is good enough for me.
However, there is a form of affection that I'm not used to.
Love…
I say I love ramen and that I love Iruka-sensei and that I love pissing Sasuke off, but, in all honesty, I don't. Because I'm not used to love, I don't know what it is. I see people saying 'I love you' back and forth to each other every day. Two people who return that feeling could been seen giving each other gentle touches and chaste kisses, which, sometimes, turned fierce and to a real earsore for me fifteen minutes later. Not that I stick around to listen, mind you. Hell, I'm outta there fifteen minutes and 18 milliseconds after they go through the door.
It's been nearly three months since someone told me that they loved me. That person was the last person I ever expected to tell me those three words? Can you guess who it was? Here's a hint, he's a guy, he's got a stick up his ass 24/7, and, speaking of ass, his hairstyle reminds me of a duck's ass.
Still don't know who he is? Well, he's Uchiha Sasuke. Kind of a surprise, huh? The guy who wants nothing more than to kill his brother and revive his clan is in love with me? I couldn't believe it! But he was. He smiled at me with those same eyes I saw a husband look at his wife with. I didn't like the idea of me being the girl in the relationship but, after our first night together, I warmed up to being the uke. He was just that good, ya know? Anyways, I accepted his love, and…I began to love him myself. I didn't in the beginning, because I didn't know how too. Yet, I began to feel strange whenever I was around him. A good kind of strange. I figured out that that was love. And I like it, oh so much.
Now, no one knows about our relationship. Sasuke said it was a bad idea to go around broadcast it and that we would tell them at the right time. It hurt though. When we're in public, we act just like we've always acted. Him insulting me, me calling him a bastard and challenging him. I don't put any bite behind my words, but, sometimes I can feel the bite of his, and it hurts. I always tell myself 'He's just a good actor, Naruto.' or 'You know he loves you, he tells you so every night.' That's what I say to myself during all those times and, every night, he would come to my apartment and assure me it was all and act, that he didn't want to hurt me, but that Sakura would suspect if he held back on the insults. It was reasonable. She did pay attention to him more than she did to me. The visits became less frequent, because Sakura started becoming suspicious anyways. At least, that's what Sasuke told me.
I…should have never believed him…
I should have known things were too good to be true…
It wasn't…
And I was going to pay for it for the rest of my life.
Because, of all the shit I'm used to…all the pain…I wasn't used to the most devastating pain of all…
A broken heart…
Pyro: And she's leaving you on a foreboding cliffhanger. There is the prolouge, people, and she will update as soon as possible.
Naruto: Is she still raving on about how she wants Sasuke to burn?
Sage: BURN!!!! BUUUUUUURRRRRRRRNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pyro: That answer your question? Oi! Sage! Don't you go turning your pillows into voodoo dolls again!
Sage: awww, man!
Naruto: -shivers-She scares me.
Pyro:...Yeeeaaaah, she has that affect on people. Well, R&R before she kills us all!
