A/N: Um, yeah... I'm also a writer who writes very short chapters, but it varies but I'm sorry if the first chapter was short but it was appropriate to stop there. I hope you guys like it so far. Don't worry it'll get interesting! I promise!


Naruto stared blankly at his window, his dull blue eyes just fixated on the villagers who were laughing and grinning with glee. He continued to stare at the smiling faces and giggles spread across their faces, and Naruto felt a hard tug on his chest and he pursed his lips to mute a whimper that threatened to escape his lips.

He swallowed hard, trying to overcome the lump that was bullying him to break down and cry. Naruto didn't though, instead he looked at the scene of the laughing villagers once more and pushed his hand off the window and closed the curtains.

Naruto pulled out the chair from the table and he dumped himself on the seat. The chair groaned when he pushed it forward, but he didn't mind the noise. He found it comforting because it drowned the laughter from outside that poked at his heart.

Naruto hunched over with his hands folded as he, once more, started staring blankly at his hands. The images of the gleeful smiling villagers poured though his brain and started rolling through Naruto's head like a movie.

A movie he wish he was in, but that's just wishing and he knew that being in that movie is nothing but a dream. Clips of him being happy, all smiles and laughs, seemed unreal to him. And he thought it was surreal and impossible to happen to him, anyway.

"Everyone but me." Naruto whispered to himself numbly, a lump threatening to conquer him. "Everyone's happy but me."

He swallowed hard again, but he let out a little sniffle and brushed it off with his thumb.

Naruto didn't want to cry, even though he desperately wanted to, but he knew if he gave in he would never stop until his tears were all gone.

He got up again and descended to his room, not bothering to turn on the lights to guide him. Naruto left all the lights off, which was the very same thing he did when he found out that Jiraiya-Sensei died.

Naruto was always on the move that dreadful day, stopping no where because there was no place worth stopping. On that day, all he could do was think and reminisce about the times with his sensei.

He also couldn't stand being in the same spot more than a few minutes, like now. It helps him to move around- it helps keep the pain at bay and he'll just feel numb.

A different tactic that keeps the pain away, not bring it back.

It's better feeling empty than crying all the time though, right? Naruto thought grimly, bringing his sheets over his chin. If I just don't feel anything then there will be no pain.

Naruto listened to the advice that he keeps giving himself and curled himself up under the covers, his lifeless eyes peeking above the covers to stare at the closed curtains that hid the laughter and smiles from his sight.

As he continued to stare, his eyes started to get heavy until they finally fluttered shut. Although the boy's plans were to block the pain -to feel nothing, to feel numb, empty- he couldn't control the tear that rolled down his cheek.


A/N: I do really short chapters... I'm sorry.