'Sin'

A/N: This is based on a picture I saw on Photo bucket one day and completely fell in love with. I didn't make it and full credit goes to the unknown artist. This is more of a fic that shows the darkness in Naruto. I love the picture and I wanted to show something of how much I liked it . This is not meant to be a religious debate, I only mentioned it because it was the basis of sin.. With religion came the commandment and the want to be free of sin.

SUMMARY: A sin is forever, a sin is unforgettable,a sin is engulfed in darkness, and a sin is despair. What can solve the sin of a broken heart? Or a broken child? The sins of others reflect back on the ones they curse with an unbearable lie that turns the once pure child into a monster. Gaara Sasuke Naruto Neji NON ROMANCE

Read To Avoid Confusion:

This is all based on a picture and has the past of all the character involved. Chapter one is a default chapter which sets the scene for all the others. It is VERY short, the others will be much longer. Any additional chapters will be the character and their sin.

Chapter two will be Gaara.

Chapter three will be Sasuke.

Chapter four will be Naruto.

Chapter five will be Neji.

Disclaimer: Naruto and all it's characters belong to Kishimoto.

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Sin.

A sin lasts forever.

A sin is unforgivable.

A sin is engulfed in darkness.

A sin is despair.

A sin is hatred.

A sin is death.

A sin kills many and leaves millions of bodies in it's path of destruction and death.

No one can escape it an anyone who falls in it's path are forever punished by the darkness.

A person who lives in the realization that sin's dictate more than they punish are wise. But what of the others?

There are many different sins, the sins of religion, the sin of the arrow, the sins of people, and the sins of the people long since passed.

From the five sins of the Pancasila, to the seventy sins of Islam, they are lengthy, and numerous in counting.

However all sins include; adultery; murder; incorrect speech; theft; and disloyalty.

Adultery: The consensuses of sex outside a marriage.

Murder: The taking of life.

Incorrect speech: Cursing and swearing.

Thievery: Taking that of which is not yours.

Disloyalty: The breaking of a bond, binding a person to an idea or belief.

So if all of these items are wrong for all, when do they become right?

Never?

It depends?

Maybe?

Perhaps?

Always?

What of this:

A woman being murdered for the sake of saving hundreds of people, this may seem wise to some, and unacceptable to those who heard her screams and the pleas she made for those around her to spare her life so she could care for her unborn child.

Perhaps she deserved death?

The sin of wanting to live when the irony of life is; no on ever gets out alive.

So should no one get out alive, what is the fear surrounding death?

If everyone is going to die there are three questions for each.

One, when?

Two, how?

And three, will it hurt?

Confusing plaguing a boy no longer a child, but not yet a man. The pain ripping though him, the choice undecided in his mind. The horror of the harsh reality dancing on his brain. The power to defy the pain absent. The wisdom to choose wisely disappearing by every waking second.

Should he choose unwisely he will be thrown a puzzle. The puzzle only able to be solved by a man.

This puzzle difficult to all;

A man is running down a street away from another. He gets shot, as he runs. He stops before his house, the building ablaze. He runs inside to save his family; inhaling smoke as he goes. The air conditioner falls on his head. The roof collapses.

What killed him?

This is a riddle asked to all who come of age, and the only one who can answer passes on to the next generation. Not that he is killed, but he is marked unwise until he had come up with the answer.

What is the answer?

Only the wise shall pass...

A baby umbilical cord just cut, inside of which a dark demon is sealed to keep within it the power and destruction of a monster. This child is begged to be loved and cared for.

However, nothing of such happens. Instead, the child is hated, thrown away. Longing for human contact, alone and dying.

A person who runs into the darkness to save others is considered a hero, but at the same time by those who look down on him, he is considered a fool.

A fool who risks everything to save those he loves. Those he cherishes.

This fool however, he is honorable. And with his death marked love, is honored by those who knew him.

And he lives on forever. A man who is remembered after death never truly dies. He is remembered. He is loved. He is forever more.

In this curse, the father is in constant pain. The father having to bare witness of the brand he wears on that of his own son.

This brand however horrid it is, it to control those who deserve no control. They are weak, a branch of a tree that is forever banished to know an unnamed truth.

A young child doomed to watch his close family die while being controlled by a dark man with a dark purpose.

Death marked for his loved father, gone.

The sin of a brother keeping his own under bondage.

How does one seek redemption for a sin long since plagued?

The sins that killed off the ones they loved. Those they should have protected and those who couldn't protect themselves.

The continuous traffic on this stage consists of those who have their lives made for them. Those who are hurt for the sake of others. Those who can do nothing as their life and treatment is decided for them.

A man trying to save his people my the damnation of an unborn child.

A boy confused and cursed by a man who wants nothing more than a form for himself.

A baby whose body is used as a pot to control a beast powerful and deadly.

A child cursed to bear a cross of the death of his only parent.

All of these crimes bear a seal...

This seal, unlike any other shows that no one will ever love them. No one shall ever care, and they will always be damned by those who turned them into the monsters the world sees them as.

These seals interchangeable in location; all in different places, all on a different surface.

Yet all are branded into the skin.

All are irreplaceable; unmovable; and can never be forgotten.

Temple.

Neck.

Stomach.

Forehead.

Branded...

Denied love...

Pushed to the limit...

And tortured.

This the life of a child.

Raped by hate, plagued by guilt, and robbed of love.

Alone in the world, parentless, hopeless, pained, and loveless.

These are the lives of many.

Their names ring in their mute hearts.

The name of which...

Lies in the sign they are branded with.