My first drabble. Tis going to totally bring my average word count down but oh well.
Warnings:…mentions of sex I guess…?
Disclaimer: ALAS!!! I do not own Nartuto…if I did there would be more of the sad/angsty side to Naruto's back-story…he always seems so loved in the flashbacks…
I hate myself for it. There's no denying it. It makes me feel dirty and disgusting. But that's why I let it happen – it allows me to feel. By letting it happen, I can feel again; love, hate, affection, disgust – I feel it all.
I let their hands run over my body, their mouths too. Female or male, I don't care. Just to be intimate with someone, to know that I'm good enough for someone to want to touch, to want to sweat with and kiss. To meld our bodies together just for a few minutes…it's worth every feeling of disgust.
He's gone, he left me broken and alone…but I still don't blame him.
She's not interested, she only cares for him…but I still don't blame her.
He's dead, he made me who I am to protect them…but I still don't blame him.
He doesn't care, I remind him of the past and he thinks I'll never make it…but I still don't blame him.
They hate me, they think I'm the cause of the past…but I still don't blame them.
I blame myself. I allow myself to be so weak. I allow others to taint my body and soul. I need to feel that I am needed and loved…
…And I hate myself for it.
I would think this is from Naruto's point of view…but if you perceived it as someone else then so be it .
Not really related to anything to do with Naruto as a show, but hey, I can see our little Naru as a bit of an attention seeking whore…well if he was ever put in that sorta situation... .
Plus he's not the sort of person to blame others for the way his life turned out, even if it was their fault.