A/N: This story will have slash in it. There will also be spoilers in this story. On another note, I have some of the pairings made, they will be; Carly/Spike, Rad (Naruto)/Skyfire, Kira/Skywarp, Alexis/Carlos. More pairings will be decided as the story progresses, but these are the definite ones.

"Japanese"

"Speaking"

'Thoughts'

'Demon speaking.'

Memory/Flashback

I'm someone filled with self-belief
And haunted by self-doubt
I've got all the answers
I've got nothing figured out
I like to be by myself
I hate to be alone
I'm up and I am down
But that's part of the thrill
Part of the plan
Part of all of the things I am

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

I'm a million contradictions
Sometimes I make no sense
Sometimes I'm perfect
Sometimes I'm a mess
Sometimes I'm not sure who I am

7. I Am

"Okay, let's see. It says that too little chakra will make me fall and too much will break the tree bark and still make me fall." Rad read aloud. "Hn, neither outcome is too desirable so I better not try and go to high just yet." he muttered

Rad looked around once more in the secluded backyard. He was thankful that the forest surrounding him would provide cover for his exercise. He concentrated on sending his chakra into his feet and took a running start at
the tree. He was barely a foot off the ground before his foot broke through the bark. He landed on his backside and let out a groan as he staggered to his feet. "Oww." he muttered. "Okay, let's try this again."

While Rad was outside training, inside the house Machiko heard the doorbell ring. She opened the door to reveal Carlos, and Alexis.

"Hello, is Rad here?" Alexis asked politely.

Machiko nodded. "He's outside in the backyard, er, working." she smiled awkwardly. "Why don't you come in; I'll go get him."

As Machiko left, Alexis headed upstairs. "Hey, where are you going?" Carlos accused.

Alexis rolled her eyes. "I'm going to the bathroom genius."

Carlos looked sheepish. "Oh, sorry."

Alexis shook her head as she got to the top of the staircase. As she went for the bathroom, she walked past Rad's room and seeing that the door was open, her curiosity got the better of her. 'Well, the bathroom can wait.' she thought.

Every time she and Carlos would come over to his house, Rad never let either of them see his room and always had the door shut. Rad's room was different than what she expected. There were a few posters of bands and ninja pictures, but the room was spotless. There were no clothes lying around or the room being in a general disorganized mess.

Alexis figured that Rad liked orange a lot because unlike the rest of the houses' light blue walls and ceilings, Rad's walls and ceiling were painted a very subdued orange and on the floor she spotted a book that looked rather out of place. She picked it up and the first page showed a very young brown-haired boy holding a blue bundle in his arms, blond hair sticking out from the bundle.

The following photos showed the same boy, but obviously older and a blond boy that was startlingly familiar once she saw the whisker marks on his cheeks. 'That's Rad, but who's the other boy?' she wondered.

"What are you doing in here?"

Alexis jumped in surprise and turned around to find Rad standing in the doorway, a paper in his hand, but what caught her attention the most was his face. His normally happy features were cold and his eyes were dark. It took her a moment to realize that Rad was very angry.

"Uh, well, I came to use the bathroom." she stammered.

"This isn't the bathroom." Rad said coldly.

"Um, your door was open and I got curious." Alexis said meekly. She wouldn't normally be so timid, but seeing Rad angry was something totally unknown and scary.

Rad saw the book in her hands and held his own hands out. "Give it back." he ordered and the book was relinquished immediately. He opened his closet door and knelt down to put it back into the orange pack along with his exercise note.

Alexis saw strangely marked green-covered books on top of each other on the dresser, she got curious again, but decided to ask first this time. "Um, Rad, can I borrow this?"

Rad barely looked up. "You're still here?"

Alexis tried not to cringe. "Is that a yes or no?"

Rad still didn't look up as he zipped the orange pack shut. "Just remember to give it back."

Alexis grabbed the top green book off the stack and practically ran out of the room and into the bathroom. Rad calmly shut the door to his closet and the door to his room as he exited it. After he went downstairs, Alexis followed soon after, but made sure to stay away from Rad.

Carlos though noticed this. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked Alexis.

Alexis gave Rad a furtive glance. "I went into Rad's room." she said quietly.

"Do you have a death wish?" Carlos whispered.

Alexis glared at him. "Of course not. The door was open and I found a photo album on the floor. He came in when I was looking through it."

"You realize that I can hear everything you're saying, right?" Rad asked sarcastically, making them both jump guiltily.

Later in the evening, Alexis was sitting in her room, her laptop hooked up to the printer and the green-covered book she had was getting the first page scanned. She was a smart girl, but she couldn't just pick up a different language book and automatically know what the writing inside it meant.

Which is why she was using a translator function on her laptop to print off what was written in the book. The translator was functional because she had used it to translate the title (or what she had figured was the title). It had come up with; 'Uzumaki Kira.'

'I still can't believe Rad can read kanji.' she thought, but thinking back to their first encounter in the book store when they were 7, it did sound like Rad was speaking a different language; she just didn't know which. It served her to believe that Rad was Japanese, or at least half since he had both blond hair and blue eyes, but then again, so did his mom. 'Rad's so very confusing.' Alexis thought.

Once the translation of the first page was complete she concluded with a blush that with the amount of swearing in the first sentence that the person being written about was a guy, but there was less curses after that. It also stood that whoever it was about was probably incredibly angry at the time.

Journal,

I'm not calling you damn dear because of how much damn money that merchant bastard said I had to pay to buy you so you can damn well deal with it!

Anyway, I heard from Old Man Hokage that writing down your feelings in a book is a healthy was to express your anger. Yeah, those civilians should be lucky that I'm doing this instead of torturing them with my bloodline limit.

Let's see how they like being in tremendous amounts of pain, like the daily emotional and sometimes physical pain they cause me and my little brother.

Those people call me a monster and a freak of nature and have constantly called either for my exiling or executing me just because I have to act in self-defence to protect my brother. I had to watch my adoptive parents die, my birth mother die, but I'm not going to let the only family I have left die, whether I'm related to him or not.

I'm messed up alright I'll admit. I have issues; like I'm paranoid, I don't trust others too well, I'm overprotective of my little brother, I don't get along all that much with others, and I'm sadistic. I love inflicting metal torture onto people, though I only do it to get people to leave my brother alone. I mean, I'd stop if they if they all just let us be instead of trying to constantly kill us.

Yeah, I've lost count of how many times I had to take a hit meant for my brother. That ticks me off something fierce. They only hate Naruto-kun because they're too blinded by their prejudice to see that he's not a demon incarnate, but an innocent little kid that had no choice in any of this.

The worst part about any of this is that-

Alexis' eyes widened in surprise. "What? What happens?" she asked aloud. She saw in the original book that the entry went to the other side of the page. She somewhat eagerly waited for the translator to finish translating the page.

'This is such a unique way to write a story; doing it in entries.' she thought. 'I wonder what genre this is under. If I had to guess it sounds like Angst with a very dark undertone.' The page that was just done being translated was almost torn in half as she scrambled to read it.

-those bastards get away with trying to kill us! Those people view us as monsters or demons, not children. They could kill us and celebrate. No joke!

The worst day of the year for Naruto-kun and I is his birthday. I have to take him out of the village gates and hide in the forest until the next day because mobs would form and those drunken idiots would have their annual 'Fox Hunt.'

With Naruto-kun and I as the foxes.

I swear, just once I'd like to give my little brother a normal birthday party that didn't involve us having to hide or run for our lives, but as long as they continue to see us as monsters, that's not going to happen.

'There were five books on Rad's dresser, so five series?' Alexis thought and couldn't help but admire the writer's ability to bring out the reader's emotion. It made it so real.

Was it wrong for her though to feel giddy about reading more? No, it was just a story after all.

A/N: Wait until she finds out the truth. You can bet Kira's going to be pissed since no one was ever meant to read his journals.

You also see the mind of a younger Kira. Messed up right? Well, I doubt anyone could go through all that with no scars to speak of, right? Though you have to remember that when Kira started to write in his journal he was very angry and needed to vent his frustrations. He will be much different though when he wakes up.