A/N: I have another story that I can't seem to figure out currently. You'll have to wait my lovely humans. I will, however write a new Naruto story simply for the hell of it. You know?! Shits and giggles? Anyway. I don't own the TV series that inspired this OOC fanfiction... R&R. Shout out in my next chapter to those who decide to review and give me ideas or opinions...

~Naruto's P.O.V~

Last night, I drew an image of a woman, hanging herself. Her dark hair hung long in her face, and a dark, tattered dress. The chair was at an angle, indicating that she had proceeded in the act in that moment that I captured in the image. Many think I have no talent, and no hobby aside from my training. I do, however, and I enjoy making art. I normally take twisted and gory fantasies and bring them to life with pencils and paints. I have other images too. Images such as scarred wrists, a man being stabbed in the throat, etc. But there are some peaceful pieces I've drawn out of simple and flat out boredom.

People like to believe that I'm a happy-go-lucky, pain in the ass, knuckle-head ninja. I do, actually, have some calm and normal qualities though. I also have a dark side. The side of me that wishes I could end the world with one word. The side of me that wishes I could end a life in one strike. The part of me... that wishes for death myself. I'm not the type of person that likes bright colors. I like the colors that can be worn without anyone noticing blood-stains from a self inflicted wound, or a brutal murder. Black and red are my favorite colors. Red is the color of blood. Black is the color of the reality that I live. That we all live.

This world is dark and cold, and my generation doesn't really understand the fact that shit happens and they haven't even taken in consideration that our parents and grandparents have faced hardships that we could only imagine facing. With the Kyuubi inside me, I get violent thoughts. Because of the demon inside me, I'm also hated. I have no family, and people always try to tear me down and pick me apart. That's why I wish I could kill them. Every last one of them.

Kakashi-sensei- It's my understanding that he has faced many hardships, but he still acts like a naive little kid sometimes. Thinking that teamwork and teammates can fix any problem, and save any soul. I would laugh if I wasn't pissed off about the fact. It almost feels like a betrayal on his part, but he wouldn't care what I thought. He never listens.

Sakura Haruno- She pretends that her life sucks so bad. She says she hates having parents, but if our roles were reversed, she would pray for a family. I haven't yet though. Simply because I have no time for it. The pink haired ditz also believes that she's better than everyone else, and that she knows so much about the darks and evils of the world. The dead weight doesn't ACTUALLY know shit.

Sasuke Uchiha- Now there's a real piece of work if I've ever seen one. I get it. He doesn't have a family either, because his brother killed them all. The thing with him though, is the fact that he thinks that he can just run away, get his "revenge" and be so stupid as to think that he can make it all better. Fuck that. If I'm gonna kill a person, Imma kill everyone.

I know. I know. It sounds crazy! Well, that's because it is. And that's the way I like it, so it's okay. I wasn't always like this. I don't always conjure up these thoughts either. I normally think about training, or intricate and thorough ways to end my OWN life. This is just my dark side. It never lasts long, and it rarely comes on.

I am a pro at acting like a happy person. On the inside though, I'm actually pretty depressed and maybe even a little angry... Okay, definitely a lot angry. I do, however, care about some things. Maybe I'm just confused. I think this is when my dark side rests inside my head, dormant...

I closed my journal and locked it, shoving it in the small hiding place that have, cut inside the wall. I didn't bother to read it this time. I'm pretty sure I had a feeling what it would say. Things about murder and suicide. I don't always remember what happens when my dark side wakes up so... I went deep inside my mind one day, and negotiated with that part of me, and we both decided that I would no longer hold him back if he would simply restrain from committing any violent acts and record his thoughts and ideas in the journal.

My dark side probably brought up the drawings thing in that entry. Yes, I do have a knack for art and drawing. And yes, I do draw rather disturbing images, but I don't keep them. I burn them. I only draw them because these disturbing thoughts bring themselves to mind, and I don't know what they mean. It could be my dark side taking over, or simple dementia. Hehe... ehhh.

I know that my dark side probably brought up the suicidal thoughts that I have sometimes. It's true. I hate my life. I hate the people in my life sometimes too. I would never want to kill them though.

Sometimes, I feel like my dark side is trying to take over my body, and lock me inside. I black out sometimes, and then when I come to, I'm in an unfamiliar area that remains in strange places in Konohagakure. I never get scared that I hurt someone, because I never see or smell blood on my person, and I always sense the same amount of chakra around me as usual. I do fear, however, that my dark side will take over. Because then someone will get hurt. Then, I really won't have any control. Then, I really will be the monster they think I am.

A/N: I dunno. I feel like it's a little confusing. Oh well. It'll all come together later.