AN: A Naruto oneshot. It's quite sad.
Disclamer: I dont't own Naruto
He ran as they chased him.
He ran as the knife hit him. But he could only run so far.
They dragged him to the outskirts of Konoha where the one ANBU that would help him couldn't find him. They slashed his skin making many scars. The area around him was painted red with his blood.
They burned him using Jutsu.
That was their mistake.
He found him lying there covered with blood. Burned decorated his arms, his legs.
They didn't touch his face. They didn't want to get caught.
They still got caught by him.
He loved him like a grandson.
They were arrested, Put in T&I.
He still suffered though. Day after day, night after night he still suffered, but nobody ever touched him again. Words were said instead, monster, demon, why can't you just die?
But nobody hit him. They were too scared, always to scared, scared of shinobi scared of the T&I department but most of all they were scared of him.
He grew up hurting inside.
But only he could see that. But he was dead, so nobody knew.
He got stronger but he was jealous. He didn't know why he was jealous, who would want to always hurt? He loved him and her, they were family. Even though she hit him, even though he hated him.
That was that, until he tried to kill him.
Something inside of him broke that day and the little voice inside of him crying out for help stopped.
He knew he would only be hated, he accepted it that day.
But still he walked on alone.
Without hope.
Without family.
Alone inside.
It's not like it would ever change.
Not Naruto, the monster of Konoha
AN: By the way
He is: The third hokage
He is: Sasuke
She is: Sakura
They are: The villagers
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