WARNING: Some dark themes, shonen-ai, fluff (Eventually...), some swearing, some adult themes.
Disclaimer: I do not own NARUTO, nor any if it's characters. This story is purely for fun. No profit will be made from it.
My first day of school was.. Eventful. I guess. The Uchiha kid was the only student to say anything to me. The others talked about me as I passed. As I listened to what they all had to say, I discovered that they did indeed think I was the same as my father. It was sickening.
The teachers treated me a tad better than the students. I got the odd, startled look as I entered the classes. But, being older, I take that they could identify that I am not anything like my father. The man was Satan himself.
Nobody would catch my eye that day. It might have been because they were truly scared, or because they are just plain ignorant.
When I got home that evening, Iruka had asked how my day had gone. Plastering a fake smile on, I replied cheerfully that it was great. It seemed to work. He smiled back and nodded. Sighing, I had retired to my room for the night.
Sitting there in the dark, just staring at the ceiling, I decided to just accept the fact that I would be alone during high school. There was no way that anyone would want to be friends with someone like me. All because of what my father was.
Everything comes back to my father...
O.O.O.O.O
Naruto dropped tiredly into his seat. He had stayed up late the previous night, just staring at the same spot on the ceiling. He couldn't remember dozing off, but it had to be some time after declining dinner that night.
He sighed and let his head drop onto the desk. He was early for school. Not that he had any complaints. The school was quiet, no one to look at him weird or talk about him at that time. He could just sit in the silence until the rest of the student body dragged their butts out of bed.
The blonde haired male was startled out of his thoughts when the door banged closed. His head shot towards the door and was slightly surprised to see Sasuke slinking towards his desk.
Naruto gave a small smile, but was treated back with a glare from the raven haired teen. Lying back on the desk, he decided he would just go back to doing what he was doing before the boy disturbed his quiet.
"The rumors are true, are they not?" A deep voice from beside him asked.
Again, Naruto's head shot up. He looked at the other boy in surprise. "Wha.. What rumors?" He questioned, staring at the other.
Sasuke scoffed. "The ones about your father, dobe."
Naruto bristled at the name. "Don't call me dobe, teme!" He yelled back. Seeing Sasuke continue to glare, he stopped. "I don't know. What all is being said?"
Laying his head on his hands, Sasuke stared at the black board. "That he was a murderer. That he took great pleasure in destroying innocent people. Even his family."
Naruto shivered. "Yea.." He dropped his head on the desk again. "My father was sick..." He looked over at the other. "But that doesn't mean I'm the same way!"
The black haired boy just shrugged. "Never said you were. Now, shut up. I don't want to listen to your annoying voice anymore." With the last comment, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
The blonde shook with rage. With a deep breath, Naruto closed his eyes as well and dozed off into a state of semi-consciousness until the bell rang for class.
X.X.X.X.X
Arriving home that night, Naruto had gone straight to his room, not even bothering to greet his guardian. He shut himself up in his room. That day at school, people had started talking to him. But not the way he wanted them to.
Continuously, people bumped into him in the hallways. On purpose. And every time they did, the shout, "Watch it, freak!" It was unnerving. He'd never done anything wrong to those people. In class, when the teachers left for a few moments, students would turn around and tell him that he was just as sick as his dad, and would meet the same sticky ending.
Naruto had had to eat his lunch alone in an empty classroom, away from the nasty comments. He had to wait behind everyone after class so that no one would trip him or push him on his way out the door. After school, he had to stay in class so that when he left, the majority of the student body would have left already.
"Naruto, can I come in?" Iruka called from the other side of his door, knocking on it softly.
Sighing, Naruto replied. "I guess..."
The door opened slowly and the other man walked in. "Hey. What's wrong kiddo?" He asked softly. "You seem bummed." He rested his hand on Naruto's leg.
"Nothing's wrong 'Iruka." He lied. Everything was wrong. His pride was gone, his heart was shattered, and very soon, he'd go mental from all the comments about his father. "Just a hard day at school. That's all." He smiled. But it wasn't working on Iruka anymore.
"Naruto, you may think I'm dumb, but I can see right through you." He looked the boy in the eye. "Tell me what is going on at school."
Inhaling deeply, Naruto nodded. "They think I'm him. They think I'm exactly like him. I'm not! I'm nothing like him!" Tears rolled down his scarred cheeks. "Please, tell me I'm not like him." He sobbed.
Iruka pulled him into a hug. "Naruto, you are nothing like that man." He rubbed the boys back. "Nothing at all like him. You are you. What your father was, has nothing to do with you."
"Tell that to them." Naruto whispered.
Iruka smiled sadly. He knew it would be hard on the other to be put in school. It was something that had to be done though. Naruto knew no one other than his guardian, doctor, and psychiatrist.
He released the blonde and stood up. "Come on. Dinner's ready. I want you to eat tonight. It'll do you some good." He walked out, closing the door behind him. Once he'd finished, he leaned against it and frowned. Oh how he wished things could be a lot better...
tbc...
