Not One of Us
Disclaimer- I never own Naruto, or the AMVs that I get my ideas from. The idea is originally to the owner of the AMV.
"Deception."
"Disgrace."
"Evil as plain as the scar on his face."
He held his head, as if to ease the pain. Those voice kept coming to him, over and over. Why did they keep coming?
"Deception."
"An outrage!"
"Disgrace"
"For shame!"
"He asked from for trouble the moment he came."
"Deception."
"An outrage!"
They kept coming! He didn't do anything! Why did they hurt him so with the words that spew from their mouths?! He didn't do anything!
"Disgrace."
"He can't change his stripes."
"For shame."
"You know these Outsider types." Of course he was talking about being a human sacrifice. He dealt with one once, and didn't want to deal with them again.
"He asked for trouble the moment he came."
"Deception."
"See you later, agitator!"
"Deception."
"An outrage!"
"Just leave us alone!"
"Disgrace."
"For shame!"
"Traitor, go back with your own!"
"He asked for trouble the moment he came."
"See you later, agitator!"
Why did they treat him this way? He didn't do anything! He didn't mean to kill his mother, or gain the scar on his face from the racoon sealed in him! He didn't do anything! Everywhere he turned he kept hearing what the villagers say.
"Born in grief," said one village mother.
"Raised in hate," commented back her husband.
"Helpless to defy his fate,"
"Let him run, let him live," said the husband again, hoping that the monster of the village would soon kill himself.
"But do not forget what we cannot forgive," said the village mother, once close friends to the Kazekage's wife.
"And he is not one of us," said the bartender.
"He has never been one of us," commented his supplier.
"He is not part of us, not our kind." said one customer. Before ordering more sake.
"Someone once lied to us, now we're not so blind," said his partner, once partners with the late Yashamaru.
"For we knew he would do what he's done," said the bartender.
"And we know that he'll never be one of us," said the supplier before leaving.
"He is not one of us," it rang.
"Deception,"
"Disgrace,"
"Deception,"
"Disgrace,"
"Deception," They kept saying.
He would show them, he would show them that he wasn't a disgrace, he would prove his existence. He would show that Yashamaru is part of him, just like his mother, and all of his other 'friends' who came to play with him, and teach him to be a shinobi. The hard way.
Yes, he would show them that he has a existence.