"Mommy!" I jumped into her arms. I knew she would catch me. She had been at work all day with dad and just gotten home.
They worked together. She helped in most of the designs but she mostly just put a woman's opinion in the clothes.
"Naruto I missed you so much!" She squeezed me tight against her chest. I buried into her. Feeling her heart beat. Hearing it. Her scent…a smell out of this world.
"I love you…" I whispered out my thought. She smiled.

He was very good today Mrs. Uzumaki. He didn't break a single thing." Shinrai clapped his hands a little sarcastically but to also show his approval. I blushed.
"I don't try to honest!" I said worriedly.
"Its okay Naruto." She laughed, I smiled, "You were very good today. Just like every other day." she commented
She put me down from her grip. Coldness swam over me.
"thank you again Shin, really."
"It was my honor." Shin replied with a smile.

"Mommy…where's daddy?" I asked.
"He had to stay late at the office. He's coming home as soon as he can." She kneeled down next to me.
"How would you like to play a game?" She smiled.
"Mom Really!" I said excitedly. She nodded her head.
"So what would you want to play?" She started, "Lego's, tag, hide N seek or-"
"Hide and seek!" I screamed then blushed, "Please?"

This game was my favorite. I don't know exactly why. Maybe it was the hiding part. Well yeah hiding wasn't exactly that exciting, but being found also felt…good, loved.
"Very well then." She kissed my cheek.
"Since I know you love hiding so much, ill start seeking you." she poked my nose playfully.
"How did you know that was my favorite part?" I rubbed my nose.
"because I loved that part to when I was young." she laughed, "Now go and hide."
"Okay!" I began running out of the room when I stopped and looked back, "Oh, before I go, mommy, you will always look young." I left snickering.
My mother blushed deep then finally yelled back at me, "I will give you extra ramen later Naruto!"

Mom loved getting complimented on her looks.
While laughing, I made my way to a hiding spot where she would never find me.
I snickered at myself. I normally hid in 5 places, under my bed, behind a door, under mommy's bed, in the laundry basket or in the closet!
But this time I wanted the game to go on longer. I wanted it to last. I mean…yes my mom and dad played with me, but a lot of the time I would fall asleep before they would get home. Mom tried to find a way to play with me everyday. So did dad but only when work was done.
So today I'm going to hide somewhere different.

I snickered…the basement!

I wasn't ever aloud in the basement because of my clumsiness. But for one thing I was good today and secondly…I just wanted it to go longer!
"ready or not hear I come!" She yelled.
I silently crept behind the door and into the basement. I tiptoed down the stairs.
For a few seconds I couldn't see, but when my eyes adjusted I found the hanging string. Pulling it the lamp went on. (its not the main light)

The basement is where they did there planning for work. Or alone time. What ever the heck that means.
It wasn't spooky, it was more of comfortable. I've only been down here about a dozen times. But I remember the soft carpet under my toes. And the walls. A calm tone of maple and brown.
I could see Pictures of our family on the wall. I smiled when I saw that every picture there had at least me in it. Silly face or not.
I laughed then automatically stayed quite, not wanting to be caught so fast.

Against one of the walls there was 2 large desks right next to each other. I bumped into a manikin and jumped a little. You would to if you saw something with no head but body.
It had clothes on it, must have been one of there latest designs. I smiled.
I walked slowly hovering the desks. Glancing at each single paper. They weren't like written worded papers (because I cant read) they were drawings.

Future Nevar Moon Designs. I smiled.
"So cool!" I spoke out loud. I cant wait to grow up and work with mommy and daddy!
Closer to the end of the desks were just doodles. The most exciting thing was that the doodles were me in the clothes!
"Sweetie? Are you down there?" she sounded upset, "We told you never to go down there."
I wanted to talk, to tell her I was down here, but for one thing I was scared I would get in trouble.

But she sounded really worried. I wanted to hug her.
I quickly turned off the lamp and hid behind a box. Being silent. Not moving.
The door knob to the basement began to turn then she rushed down stairs.
"Where did he go?" She didn't sound like she was playing around. My mother turned on the light. I gasped when I saw her eyes. Fear.
"He's not down here either." She looked around "I looked everywhere!" She screamed at herself.

Her eyes went wide in horror, "Did he get kidnapped!" She Slapped her forehead, "No Kushina. Think rationally. He….probably just went outside."
She ran up the stares hurriedly. I felt like crying. This wasn't fun anymore.
I got out from behind the box and ran out of the basement. The front door was open.

"Naruto-Kun, I love you. I admit I cant find you. Please come out!" She screamed at the world. To find out if I was still around.
Mom looked both ways and crossed the street, "Naruto!" her voice was shaky and she seemed scared.

I ran to the front door, "Mommy IM here. Please come back. I'm sorry." my voice was crackly, "I'm sorry. I was in the basement. I love you so please don't hate me."
She smiled at me, "I could never hate you Naruto."
She began to cross the street. When it happened.

Hell froze over and time stopped for a moment. There was no noise only movement. My hearing must of died because I could only see the horror in front of my eyes.
I must of have been moving because all the adults that gathered, crying, tried to keep me back. But I refused. I might of have been screaming and crying to because my throat was soar and my face was wet.
I just couldn't tell
My mother was surrounded with the color of her hair. Red. She didn't seem like something that was even once alive.
More people tried to pull me away from the scene. But I wouldn't go. She was my mother. Even if she didn't look like it.

I finally got to her. My knees collapsed in her blood.
My hearing came back. Hearing sirens blaring as the police had been called and the medics thinking they could do something, that I knew they couldn't. She was dead.
I had to tell myself to breath.
Sure that if I didn't my brain would of stopped me from doing so.
Medics came running. It was there time to try to take me away. I struggled and ended up clutching my mothers soulless body.
She was cold. Her scent….blood. Only blood.

"Mommy!" I screamed at the top of my voice. My tears falling on her pale cheeks.
Neighbors were crying. Doing nothing. just gawking.

Then he showed up….father. What would he say? Think?
I saw the look on his face. No sadness. No mourning over his loved wife. My mother. Only madness and fury.
He grabbed the shirt of one of the men that were driving. This was the first time I noticed them.
"Y-You bastards." he yelled. Still no sadness.
"Were sorry! The breaks went out at the moment!" the man had a cracky voice. he was crying. I couldn't see there faces. Not knowing what they looked like. But I knew they were crying.
"Sir. Lay your hands off them!" the officer grabbed my fathers hands, "they weren't drunk or even speeding! They accidentally blew a tire which made them go faster. There breaks were cut by someone else."
My father lowered his voice. "I will ruin you."
I don't think he thought I heard. But I did. Even if I didn't know what it meant.

I was still crying. Her face…I had gotten it wet.
Finally I let someone take me away from the living nightmare. Wishing that id wake up and everything would be fine.
But not before I kissed her blood soaked cold cheek. For the last time...
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I woke up in my bed. Sweating. Tears on my face. Now I remember why he hates me!
I cant believe I didn't have a dream about that in years. It was all my fault. My mom died….because of me.
I sat at the side of my bed. Not knowing if I could stand up. I looked at my hand. Shaking. I wouldn't be able to sleep again. Probably not for a long time.
I put my head in my hands. I remember everything…

Over the next few days there were investigations. They found the people innocent. It was a construction workers fault for leaving spikes in the road. The only thing the people had to worry about was the thoughts of having killed someone.
I didn't hate them though. I should have. But I didn't, couldn't. Mom always told me never to hate someone. Unless there was a solid reason. And since it wasn't there fault, they weren't drunk and there brakes were cut, I couldn't hate them. They tried to stop.
I wanted to hate them I just couldn't.

Father stayed out more, either drinking, or staying even later at work. Then he would be mad when he got home. I know he blames me. The neighbors must of told him that she was calling my name before the accident happened. He didn't even look at me anymore.
I would have the nightmare of her death every night. Waking up. Screaming. Covered in sweat and tears. Yet he wouldn't come. I knew he was there. I could see his shadow outside my bedroom door. He didn't come in and comfort me. I had to take care of myself. Until Shinrai decided to stay nights sometimes also.

Then one day, 2 weeks after her funeral, dad came home not pissed. He said he ruined them. Even if I still don't know what that means. He picked me up and twirled me with happiness. This was the first time he had touched me in a month. The first time I saw him smile.
After that things got worse. I wished he would of gone back to ignoring me.
He asked me if I wanted to model in my mothers last designs. I was actually excited. Then he didn't stop. He kept on making me model. Making me start a diet.
Then started to buy me stuff I never wanted.

He wouldn't stop.

He barley touched me, unless he was dressing me. Or sometimes hit me.
He never played with me. Not ever again. I was miserable
I still loved him. But I could tell his heart was cold. HE didn't care for me like he used to.
I wonder if he even liked me in the first place.
After an incident he got John and Zack.
They hated me and I hated them. Even if my mom said to not hate I had to hate these two.
After being in a house where no one cared I tired to run away. I failed. I was only 5.

Shinrai decided to take care of me most of the time. He had a daughter. His wife was dead.
He even tried to help me run away. By giving me one of his family members addresses. But I had to ask him to stop doing so because I didn't want him getting in trouble. And if he got fired he wouldn't have money for Sakura.

I stood up from my bed. My hand was still shaking. It wouldn't stop. If my mom was alive now…I bet you she would take back her words that she would never hate me.
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Notice how i used Hide n Seek in this story? it makes sense right ^^ anyway i wrote this in school then finnaly typed it up at home about a month ago.
Next chapter stars Deidara...you will not guess what happens (^.^)