Ramen Doodles
By Andrew J. Talon
Disclaimer: I do not and probably never will own Naruto or any other copyrighted works mentioned in this story. I am not writing this for profit.
You knew this was coming...
Naruto had seen the light-er, dark. The truth of the world. How dark it really was. It was all darkness, just shades of gray and slightly darker gray. And maybe lighter grays, to help with contrast. Yeah. All shades of gray, that fit. At least fifty of them. Which was a lot.
To reflect his new, more mature outlook on life, Naruto had gone shopping and was now dressed all in black and dark grays. His coat was long and dark, and heavy-since it was made of leather. It rippled dramatically behind him as he look upon his new form in his mirror. He then took hold of the hem of the jacket and waved it around, to make it look even more dramatic.
He needed to look dramatic at all times. The world was a dramatic place of dark interplays of darker... Dark things. And lighter dark things. Darkness and deep feelings.
The sword at his hip was well worn and ready for use, the mark of a true warrior. Sure he'd gotten it at the thrift store and the owner had snickered when he bought it, but that was because he couldn't appreciate a true katana. Only a true katana, folded over and over a thousand times, could show off how serious and dramatic and cool he was now.
He nodded to his reflection in the mirror, smiling brightly. He then cringed, and immediately scowled. Scowled and glared, for the world scowled and glared back. He would scowl at the world, and scowl better than it. And thus show how much he'd grown.
He turned from the mirror, his jacket waving dramatically again. Naruto had places to be, things to be dramatic in front of!
He took a step in his heavy, durable leather boots... And faceplanted right into the floor.
Maybe he could just wear black ninja sandals-That was still cool, right?
Naruto glared down at his team mates from a tree, sharpening his katana.
He was clothed in shades of black and grey, ever since he realized orange was bad for stealth.
Sasuke frowned up towards him, but Naruto gave it no mind.
For he was much too cool and broody to pay attention to things like that.
"Yo! Sorry I'm late!" It was their sensei, Scarecrow Kakashi. "I snorted cereal and got high on life."
"Liar!" Sakura yelled.
Naruto snorted. He didn't yell. That wasn't cool.
Being cool...