Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.


Seven was a hard age – the academy was hard, making friends was difficult, girls had germs and boys were 'icky.'
Being Naruto was harder.
Everyone at the academy hated him, he had no friends, girls didn't talk to him and boys beat him up.
He didn't know when it started – he bet it was the day he was born – but everybody, everybody, steered very clear of Naruto whenever he walked down the street or sat on 'his' swing.
He liked to believe that Iruka liked him. Naruto knew he was going to be a good ninja someday because Iruka told him so, and Iruka never ever lied to Naruto. He also liked to think that Sasuke liked him, regardless of him constantly calling him a loser and trying to prove himself a better trainee Nin. Sasuke was different because he didn't run away from Naruto and he never once made any attempt to hurt the blond young man, and that was why Naruto liked Sasuke... because he was different. But Sasuke always disappeared after the students at the academy were dismissed, so Naruto never got a chance to play with him.
Naruto never got to play with anyone.
But that was fine! Because Naruto, although spending the rest of the day alone after class had finished, never really felt completely alone. And although he lived by himself in a tiny undecorated apartment, at a delicate age, unable to defend himself sufficiently, he always felt safe. It was kinda like being watched... the feeling was spine-tingling and made him turn around to scout the area on the odd occasion, but he never saw anything odd. However, the feeling wasn't an uneasy one, rather, he felt... secure.

He liked to think that it was his mamma or his daddy – looking after him in their own special way, because he was their baby.
Naruto's mummy and daddy were stars. Iruka told him so when he was very little. His parents were the two brightest stars in the whole sky. And Naruto loved those stars very much.

They sent an angel to him one day, his Ma and Pa.
Naruto wasn't a ridiculously stupid kid, he knew that there was no such thing as angels...but she defiantly looked like one. And she was strong to... very strong. Naruto didn't need to see her power to know that he should have been afraid of the woman.
Why wouldn't he be... everyone hated him. The Angel could have grinded him into dust by looking at him.
But Naruto wasn't afraid... because she smiled at him. And it made him feel warm. He imagined his mother smiled like that, too. His mother was beautiful just like her... he just knew it.

He saw her a lot... the Angel. He didn't know her name...and he wasn't so sure she really belonged in the village, but he liked her. He liked her a lot. It was her eyes, they made him feel happy and safe... they weren't the same eyes that everyone else had when they looked at him. She smiled when she bumped into him and ignored everyone that gave her a dirty look when she did so.

Naruto liked to think that she was his 'mother star' in a physical body, because she was beautiful, and she was strong... and she wasn't afraid of Naruto.


How was it? Confusing? I'll bet.
It'll become really clear later.

I'm playing with the storyline here... a lot.
I hope I got Naruto in character... there wasn't too much obvious emotional stuff I could pick out from the anime itself apart from 'Naruto's a lonely kid'... 'Everyone hates him.'

This is a NarutoxOc, if you already didn't guess... I will try to make it super duper amazing.
Also, I wasn't so sure on the ages here... seven was the first number that jumped at me... I'm pretty sure Naruto started being all 'macho, rah rah rah,' when he was like twelve. But idk.
I wanted him to be little and innocent. I find it cute.

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