Disclaimer
I do not own Naruto. Naruto is the sole property of Misashi Kishimoto.
July 23
Dear… diary?
All I wanted for my stupid birthday was a peaceful day of training. I planned to go out to my field and practice.
Of course, Kakashi couldn't allow that. No. It'd make me too happy.
Instead, he required me to go to some celebration. A "birthday party" as he called it.
It was torturous.
They gathered around in some strange circle over a flaming cake.
Now, I know. I've had birthday parties before. But birthday parties are for family. Not these freaks. I don't even care about them.
I want to train.
Anyways, getting off topic. So they sang to me in their shrill, obnoxious voices, giggling and laughing at my obvious discomfort. Then, Sakura had the nerve to require me to open present.
Yay me.
Naruto gave me ramen. Kakashi gave me an erotic book.
Can you believe him?
But it gets so much worse. Sakura gave me… she gave me you! A stupid diary! As if I, the great Uchiha, would need a diary!
I mean, sure, it may be a decent idea to write out my thoughts and feelings sometimes, but a diary!
That is simply below me.
Wait, why am I writing in this then?
Right. Because really, I have no one else to speak to.
Right.
Signed,
The Great Uchiha