Sweet as Somber
There was once a princess.
She lived with her mother, her father, in a home that was filled with happiness.
This princess never had to lift a finger to be happy, it was given to her on a golden platter. It was her birthright to be happy, some said.
A prince lived as well.
His family was a mother who had died because of him, a father who despised him above all things, and two siblings who would tremble at his wake.
He was miserable. That was given to him likewise as the outcome of his birth. He as well did not have to do anything to receive the contempt he lived with.
A fate would have it the two met one day.
The princess wondered why the boy was so somber, and why no one would come near him. She was cautioned to stay away from him later on.
The prince could not understand why someone so happy existed, how she could smile so openly, speak so sweetly, interact so humanly. He would not go near her, he decided. They were much to different, and he had no right to taint her perfect world with his murdering hands.
This was just something else I had originally intended to do a story on...bleh.
I don't own Naruto.