Chapter One: On My Own
Naruto knew what he had to do. And he knew he had to do it alone. And he knew he might not come back.
He wrote a note to Kakashi and Sakura. He knew that they might not understand. He thought Kakashi might. He had told Naruto about Obito a little while ago. So Naruto thought he might understand why he had to do this. He looked down at the note.
Kakashi Sensei and Sakura Chan,
I don't know if you'll understand this. I hope you do. It would make life a little easier.
Do you know what pain is? Not physical pain. That's part of being a shinobi. But the kind of pain where you feel like there's a knife in your heart all the time. Where you smile and laugh and force yourself to act happy because you care too much about the people you love to let them watch you suffer.
Do you know that kind of pain? I do. I've been living with it for three years.
I understand Sasuke now. He had everyone he ever loved taken away from him. And now that he's gone, I know his pain.
Because I loved Sasuke Uchiha.
And not as a brother, like I've been telling you all. Never like that. The only reason I told you that is because you would accept it. And I believed you wouldn't accept the truth.
I love him like my father loved my mother.
And it is killing me everyday he isn't with me.
So I'm leaving. I'll either come back with him or you'll find my body somewhere. Because what's the point of being Hokage if you can't care about your village? If you can't care about anything?
Goodbye. Maybe forever. Don't come looking for me.
Naruto Uzumaki
He folded the note and slipped it underneath his door. He locked it from the outside. He glanced up at the sky and was thankful that he could drop his mask finally. He let the smile slip from his face. He let the pain show in his eyes and he let the tears run down his face. Because in the three years that had passed since Sasuke left he had not cried once. He had had to keep up the mask constantly. Even in his own house. Anyone could have called by or snuck in.
He turned away from Konohagakure, his home, and began to run. To find the source of his pain. And either bring him back or die.
On his own.
He was on his own now.
He didn't have to act like the idiot Konoha knew.
Out here he could be the tormented, suffering, hurt and pained person he really was.
A/N: Okay, I admit it. I'm soft. I made it to two reviews before I updated this. *sighs and smacks own forehead* But ANYWAYS, finally getting to actually storyness now (WOOT!) so yeah, major yays.
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