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Chapter 1
I remember when I was younger, my father had come back from seeing the Hokage, and I knew, at the age of 7 that something was terribly wrong. I was never really good at reading expressions, but from all of the books I had read, and all of the pictures, I knew that he was sad, in despair one could say. I had tilted my head up at him, staring up at his despaired features, his dirty blonde hair disheveled, and his bright green eyes teary. It was actually beautiful I would think. His bright green eyes seemed neon as the light hit them, and his blonde streaks of his hair glowing in the light. All of his freckles gone, there were no things wrong with him right now.
I know, crude to say that his freckles were a flaw, but I had inherited them from him and I didn't like mine, the way that they covered my face, that's the only thing people could look at, my face. They couldn't just look off to the side of my face, staring off behind me. Or even they could look at the floor. Or they could look at my outfit, which my mother chose out for me, sometimes my dad. Why couldn't people concentrate on just anything but me?
To get back on topic, my dad, running into our simple house with tears streaking his face, adding another glimmer to his face in the light. "Your mother..." he had managed to choke out first, coming down onto his knees to get down to my level, "on her last mission, she and Kyu..." Kyu was our dog, my mom had him since before I was born, he was her ninken, coming from the Inuzuka clan. "They died." My had had sobbed out finally.
It had taken him long enough.
Although, surprisingly enough I had just stared at my dad blankly with green eyes that I had gained from my father. I had tried to cry, I knew I should cry, but I didn't. I loved my mother. I really did, but I just didn't care. "Oh," came my blank response. I didn't really know what to think, and I was starting to feel awkward at the moment. I guess I could be sad about not a lot of money coming in, as my dad worked as a shopkeeper. "How did they die?" I had questioned.
My dad seemed a bit surprised that I wasn't crying, and at my question, I had only stared at him blankly as he thought of a way to explain it in a way that I would understand it. "She got killed. while she was on a mission." He had explained, taking a deep breath afterwards, and choking down the lump in his throat.
"Oh." I said blankly, yet again not knowing what to say. I stared at my dad. I loved him too, but I feel like I would feel the same if he were to die as well. Although I did feel bad about Kyu dying. He was a big black and white dog that always slept in my bed with me at night. His warmth kept me asleep and the nightmares, and his snores let me know I wouldn't be hurt in the middle of the night.
My dad stared at me, still crying, but he seemed horrified by how unphased I was by the fact that I had just learned that my mother died. I can still remember her, looking like the basic Inuzuka, of course with the 2 red triangles on her cheeks, and her thick, brown hair. Although she was special in a way, having obtained gray eyes instead of the regular dark brown. They were pretty, like two little moons residing in her skull. Sure, that is harsh wording, but it was the truth to me. I sadly did not obtain the two moons within my skull. I instead only got tiny little gray rocks within a bright green field. The only thing I had gotten from my mother was my chakra control and strength, as well as her muddy brown hair.
I did not obtain her wit, nor her charm. I was merely a blank slate.
My father didn't say anything after this, as he got up and laid on the couch. My stomach grumbled, but I put up with it, I wasn't too hungry after all. I thought for a moment, maybe I would be able to get something to eat after all. I walked into my room.
My room was pretty blank, with a bed, with purple sheets and a white blanket. I had a lamp with a white shade atop a bedside table. I had a purple mat atop my wood flooring. Across my bed that sat in the corner was a shelving unit. On it was a family picture, another lamp, and my piggybank. Sitting in front of my bed was a desk that had, yet another lamp, and a cup filled with pencils and a few pens.
Standing up on my tip toes I reach up and grab my piggybank. I knew that I had a few Ryo in there, and opening it from the bottom, I pull out a few bills. This should be enough for some food. I walk out of my room, my dad crying on the couch. I look over towards him, "I'm heading out for some food." I state blankly. He doesn't respond. So, I take my leave and break in the cool night air.
I had gone down the path towards the restaurant district, looking at all of the shining lights, and smelling all of the good food. I then saw a little shop, and then smell of broth and noodles wafting over to me. I walked over to it, right there, there was already a young boy. He looked to be about my age, with bright blonde hair as he waited for his ramen to be prepped.
I sit down at the stool next to him, as next to him was the closest one to the exit. "One Miso ramen please," I ask, reading the prices quickly. I then analyzed the boy next to me. I had seen him before, and for some reason none of the kids liked him. I didn't know why. He had bright blonde hair, and I couldn't really see the color of his eyes. Although his skin was sun kissed.
The old man, in other words, the owner of the restaurant brought his Miso ramen over and the boy looked up excitedly, and I saw his blue eyes flash excitedly. I stared at him, he had no markings on his face, and he wore a white T-shirt and shorts and sandals.
He then spotted me, he looked surprised at first and then his brows furrowed, "what are you staring at?" He questions, glaring at me with mistrust.
"You," I stated bluntly, wondering why he was angry at me, although, soon enough the old man had brought me my ramen and I started eating.
"I've never seen you before," I the boy stated, a bit incredulous. Looking over at me, slurping up his ramen.
"Well then I guess you didn't look hard enough," I retorted looking back at him with sharp green eyes. He looked back at me a bit surprised, surprised that I had even responded.
"Well, why don't you go out more?" He questions. Staring at me curiously, his tone getting kinder.
"Why are you asking all of these questions?" I ask, staring at him blankly, taking another bite of the ramen, which actually was pretty good I had to say.
"Because you're actually talking to me, duh!" He laughs out, grinning at me with the happiest smile I had ever seen. I was nice to see someone smile at me; in the way he just did.
"Well, I don't know why anyone else wouldn't talk to you," I respond blandly, smiling a bit.
"Well, I don't know why either, for some reason people don't like me." He sighs sadly, looking down at the table.
"Well, you seem like a good person to me," I state, continuing to eat my ramen.
"Say- what's your name, I'm Naruto Uzumaki, and I'm going to become the next Hokage!" He states, pointing a thumb into his chest. As he made his announcement, he spit on me a bit. "When I become Hokage, people are finally going to respect me!"
"Noble goal, well I am Suzuki Honoko. Either way, you don't need to become Hokage for respect, because I'll say that I already respect you," I had stated, maybe that would make him shut up, giving him what he wanted.
Alas, when you give a dog food, it will always want more. I saw his eyes light up, the brightest they've ever been as they illuminated against the lanterns hanging above, he grinned at me, the happiest I've ever seen someone. "You really think that!?" He had questioned me happily.
I then found my eyes widening with surprise, and my heart fluttered a bit, staring at everything around me. The blinking lights, the bustling people. Although, my eyes kept on wandering back to one thing, the stars illuminating the night sky, I have seen them before, and I never knew them so beautiful, and then as I look back at Naruto, I saw something that was even brighter than the stars.
I saw the sun.