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J: Judged

He's just a demon.

He's the one who killed are loved ones.

He's the one who almost destroyed Konoha.

He's the one who killed our beloved fourth Hokage.

He's not even a boy.

This was how people judge him. His whole life, since he could walk among them all. They never said anything, but there faces gave it away. The evil glares, the hated frowns, everything. And the way they treated him was no different. Running him out of stores, telling him he couldn't shop there. Not giving explanations, just judging. Jugding him on the cursed demon that layed within him.

He was positive no one acceptted him. That everyone hated him for a reason he didn't know. He wondered if it was just cause he had no parents for the longest time. That if you were alone, you were suppose to be shunned. That that was how it worked.

But then, the Uchiha boy became alone, no parents, no family, nothing. Yet, people still acceptted him, they welcomed him into there homes and stores with a friendly smile.

So, why just him?

Was he ugly? Was he stupid? What was it that made everyone hate him so?

Then, so he didn't feel so bad, he pulled pranks. As to give himself an excuse as to why everyone hated him. As a way to tell himself that's why he got glared at, why he got judged the way he did.

But he knew it was a lie. He knew it they were still treating him the same way. He just couldn't belive it.

But then he found out. He learned if his curse. He learned that that was why he was judged.

But after, with a small shred of hope, he thought, maybe know that he knew, they'd acceppt him. A small scrape of hope, blown away with the first gust of wind.

Even years later, with so many friends, he was still judged. Even after saving Konoha so many times, he was still judged for the curse he held.

As far as he knew, nobody accepted him.

But then, one day, she wrapped her arms arond him, holding him secure. Tears pouring from her eyes.

She told him she wanted to be with him. That she loved him and acceptted him. That she wanted to be with him forever. That she didn't care what was in him, she cared about him. She never wanted to see the people of their village glare at him again, but at the same time didn't care, cause all she wanted, all she cared for - was him. That she loved him.

He found himself crying with her, holding her tighter. She didn't judge him. She didn't care about his curse.

She acceptted him.

The End

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A/N: Wowwy that was sad. This is like the third sad story in a row. I feel so depressed. Do you guys think I'm getting to dark for this? I'm not sure anymore. You guys could tell me in a review! That'd be cool! Oh, and you guys can start giving ideas for future titles! That'd be cool too!! You could be the coolest person ever if you do both of these!! Yeah, well that's your choice, but please leave a reiview. If you don't, I feel like I'm just talking to myself. Well, I'll leave that up to you!

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