Title: All I ever wanted. Part:1.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Ryoko, or anything from their respective series which are trademarked and being used for entertainment purposes only. And that goes for the song lyrics as well.
Author Notes: I do not have a beta. Which is not to say that I didn't go over this several times, it just means that I am human and I'm sure I missed a tense or punctuation here or there.
Normally, I wouldn't post a story until it was completely done, but self-doubt kept getting in the way. So out of curiosity I am posting this to see if anyone is interested. I am definitely going to finish it though, just consider this an appetizer.
'Cause all I ever wanted was a place to call my home
To shelter me when I am there and to miss me when I'm gone
All I've ever wanted was a place to call my own
Where stars will dance and sun still shines
And the storms feel free to roam.
Shinedown
Naruto stared at a shooting star streaking across the night sky through tear filled eyes. During the day it was easy to be brave, to be brazen, to be brass and coarse. It was easy to ignore the cold stares of the adults, the whispered curses they thought he couldn't hear, the warnings uttered into their children's ears that were meant to keep them away from the strange child. Yes, it was easy during the day
when the sun was shining and the birds were singing and even the air was crackling with energy.
But at night it was different.
The streets were too quiet, the air too still, even the birds had gone home to slumber. At night there was nothing to take his mind off the fact that he had no mother or father. There was no one waiting to ask about his day at school, to fret that he wasn't eating enough vegetables, or to make sure he washed behind his ears. There was no one there to tuck him in at night, wish him sweet dreams, tell him that he was loved and cherished.
"Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight . . . ."
The blond boy stopped midway, not because he had forgot the words, but because he knew in his heart of hearts that it was exercise in futility. It was silly too wish on stars. It was silly to think that someone would fall from the sky and show him the kind of unconditional love the he desperately craved with every bit of his heart and soul.
It was foolish; he was foolish.
And so, once again, Naruto climbed into bed with a heavy heart. At the time not realizing that what he thought was a shooting star was in fact a ship, and that the fates were not quite as cruel as to ignore a poor boy's plea.
