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One-sided Conversation
By: Mr. Patience
"What's your name?"
No reply.
"Not much of a talker, eh?"
Still no reply.
"My name? Well, it's… it's Naruto."
Silence.
"Really? You're 22 also? What a coincidence. So, how long have you been a shinobi?"
The silence continued.
"Ten years, you say? Same as me; it's all I've known. Yeah, if there's ever a day when shinobis aren't needed, I'll be out of a job… and for awhile, too!"
Laughter only came from Naruto.
"So, um… is there anything you like to do besides, ya know, being a shinobi?"
Silence once more.
"Yeah, me neither. All I ever really do in my spare time is train and such. That is, whenever I get spare, which isn't often."
The silence seemed to increase.
"Sorry, it seems I keep on rambling on about myself; how 'bout you tell me about yourself."
The silence began to press in on him.
"C'mon, no need to be shy… Let's start with your name."
Naruto felt a tinge of annoyance.
"It's not that hard: just say your name."
The silence felt heavy.
"Say your name."
It was too heavy.
"Just say your damn name!" he shouted furiously, "Naruto, Naruto, Naruto! Naruto! See?! I said mine!"
He grabbed the person he was talking to by the front of their jacket and began to shake them back and forth violently.
"Just tell me who the hell you are!!"
He threw the limp body to the ground and then turned his back to it.
"You really aren't much of a talker."
He walked away from the body. It was just as still as it had been since the beginning of the conversation.
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A/N: This just popped into my head and I just wrote it down. A while ago. I decided to put it up because it was something different and I thought it was kind of interesting.
For anyone that didn't get it (which is probably most of you because I almost don't get it)… it's about Naruto questioning who he is. ("Same as me; it's all I've known.")
Yeah, he was kind of going crazy, yet trying to look deeper within himself at the same time. But ten years of killing people will do that to you. And, of course, this is all personal interpretation.
Anyway, this is my second one-shot, hope I didn't do too badly. If you want to, leave a review and tell me if you thought it was different, stupid, confusing, or somewhat enjoyable. Anything else is fine, too.
-Mr. Patience