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The sun climbed slowly over the horizon and cast its long rays onto the solitary planet, slowly stretching out like an old lazy cat waking up from a nap. Birds started singing out their morning songs, green and brown can be seen as trees and earth put on their familiar colors to prepare for the day. And a pleasant day the beginning seems to promise. Bright blue sky, a few clouds dotted it like sheep over a meadow of blue grass. Oh yes, it is such a beautiful...
"SASUKE! NARUTO! YOU TWO RETARDED ASSHOLES! GET BACK HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"
Morning.
Thanks a lot, you two.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" two voices can be heard in union as both figures skirted the gentle hill and slide down the next to a stop. With their scrawny bodies moving with uncannily same yet swift movements, Naruto and Sasuke managed to lose their pursuer in the mud pit and ended up somewhere in the bushes behind the temple. Mr. Harada never did finish his sentence though.
"Did you see that? That fat ass was screaming like a girl seeing a rat!"
"Damn myself if I didn't! Man, if only Garaa could see that! It'd make that beating worth it!"
A long, deep chiming of the bell told the twosome that prayers were beginning. It wouldn't matter if they didn't go, but hey, when you're nine and you see everyone muttering some beautiful words to an amazing statue, you'd surely want to follow, right? Well…maybe I wouldn't…but since you live in a temple, then you might as well pray, right? Whatever, and besides, Naruto and Sasuke were already standing on tiptoes at the water fountain stationed right beside the praying platform (yeah, they're just that short.) splashing water onto their sweaty faces and pretty much each other's (hey, you supposed to wash up, not drown each other down!)
The praying platform is just a bit of floor a few steps above the temple's dusty grounds, with four large pillars at the corners to support the roof (or how are you gonna pray when it rains? Use an umbrella?) At the front was the statue of god, his hands pressed together in a prayer's seal, the palm-to-palm way. Made from good bronze, he seemed peaceful, contented to listen to the people praying for the world's sake, others' sake, and for their own sake. Naruto and Sasuke often hid behind Him, as if thinking he could protect them from anyone, anyone at all. At least, it felt safe, cozy, if to put it simply.
Late monks, workers from the nearby factory where they made shoes and something other stuffs, housewives coming in from their daily morning groceries, probably a few foreigners who heard of the temple filled the platform like the way you put chocolate in a box. All neat and regular, with Naruto and his best pal somewhere in the middle to avoid having Mr. Fat ass behind from dragging them out by the ears without anyone noticing.
"COME OU-"
"SHHHH!" the irritated hiss of the mass warned Mr. Fat ass off, for even the manager of the temple is not allowed to disturb a praying session for any reason short of a fire emergency. Naruto couldn't resist sticking his tongue out. Sasuke had to control himself by covering his mouth. Both got the warning hiss from two monks in front, which calmed them down a bit, but I can still hear Sasuke's giggle. Silence fell upon the myriad of people; the air suddenly became super still…
Oh lord the great lord
We have come thus far
To seek thy wisdom
To find our freedom
May the kind lord
Give His devoted love
Spare our sins
And let little we can atone
The calm yet soothing voices soar high up into the sky, maybe high enough for Him to hear. The words were beautiful, pleading, yet humble all the same.
Deliver us from evil
And not lead us to temptation
Ahem.
The prayer was over, the people were free to roam the world now, with a purer, more contented heart. Naruto and Sasuke, most reluctantly, heaved their little bodies up and quickly darted for the staircase that leads to the smoke room. It was time for work.
Naruto, Sasuke, Garaa, Shikamaru, Sakura, Ino, Chouji and Temerai were orphans. They were adopted by the temple in an act of charity, but of course, it was actually to work their ass off for the temple as slave. The manager, Mr. Fargashii, better known as Mr. fat ass, was cruel and fat and super nasty to the poor kids. Sure, he allows them to go to school, but it was only on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. The rest of the day, and the days when there wasn't any school, they work till they are out of sweat to sweat.
Taking turns, they'd sold joss sticks, sold money paper (for burning, not for buying stuff) scrubbed the floor, swept it, mopped it when they could get a mop from stingy fat ass there, cleaned the furniture too, a lot of other stuff like deliver some sort of temple things to people in the neighboring village or in the village here itself. Most of the time, it would be Naruto and Sasuke, or Sakura and Ino and etc. they all took turns in pairs, so that everyone gets a fair chance to ride the bicycle.
Yeah, it was fun, but it's not like they didn't suffer at all…
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Ok, the next chapter will be by painted-dreams (which will definitely be better) so enjoy!