Pest- What was before, and what became after. 210 words.
Disclaimer: Kishimoto Masashi owns Naruto. Last time I checked, that was nowhere near my name.
Naruto watched silently as his classmates played on the other side of the playground, struggling to swing himself decently given his short legs.
… No one ever played with him.
It didn't matter if he did well, or even best … no one ever noticed, anyway. No one ever cared. Naruto was the bug that anyone and everyone could ignore, the pest that was so worthless that it wasn't even annoying.
A ball bounced right by and almost beneath him, nearly touching scruffy toes. A little laughing boy followed it, without as much as a glance at the lonely blonde.
Little fists closed on the ropes tightly, and Naruto bent his head to hide the tears leaking from his forcefully closed eyes.
He was always alone. He was always ignored, always forgotten…
He didn't want to be overlooked anymore.
Bright blue eyes opened, shining with burning determination.
If he could not be noticed for greatness, not just yet… he couldn't just sit down and do nothing, hoping that they eventually will.
…If they all thought that he was a pest, then he was going to BE one… but one that they wouldn't, couldn't ignore.
…And then, when they see him… THEN he'll show them just how great he really is.
A tribute to Naruto's favourite swing. :P Please review!