When you were alone, I was there.
A small blond boy huddled in the darkness of his apartment, hearing the sound of the festival going on outside his windows. He wasn't welcome there, he never was. It just wasn't fair, dammit, he wanted to celebrate the defeat of the Kyuubi too!
Five years ago today, the Yondaime had defeated the Kyuubi and saved all of Konoha, but for whatever reason they had, the people refused to let him join in the celebration. Was it because they thought he'd want special treatment because it was also his birthday?
Wiping away the tears, he felt a gentle warmth enveloping him, one that he always felt when he was lonely and sad. A soothing warmth that told him it was alright, and that he would be fine. At the edges of his hearing, a gentle voice whispered, "It's alright son, I'm here for you."
When he opened his eyes to look around, he found that it was just his imagination again, as there was nothing around save his few pieces of damaged and worn furniture. Those voices were such liars... everyone he met lied to him all the time.
Deciding to end the night early, he curled up on his bed and cried himself to sleep. In the morning, he could never figure out how the blanket had gotten tucked in around him, but it did make him feel a bit of happiness bubbling from deep in his heart.
When the world stood against you, I was there.
Naruto pulled himself up from in front of the training log he'd been kicking away at since classes had let out. It had been parent's day again, and once again, he was the only one without anyone showing up to see their child's progress.
Instead he was taken to an isolated training ground by Iruka-sensei and tested on much the same things the others had been, but without anyone to cheer him on. No one cared about him, not the dead last. Not Naruto Uzumaki, but he would show them, he'd show them all! He wasn't useless like they all said, he wasn't a demon! He would become Hokage if that's what it took for him to be recognized by those people that looked at him with those hateful eyes.
"You can do it Naruto, I'm here for you," a tiny voice whispered softly into his ear, causing him to whirl around, trying to find the source. No one was there, but in a village of ninja that didn't say anything. They could hide, and none of them really stood out. Every one of them blurred together to everyone else, however Naruto would remember them.
He would stand out to them, make sure that they remembered him too. He'd seen those orange jumpsuits in the windows, and if he could be an awesome ninja in those, then no one could touch him when he became a chuunin.
Even if he had to go it alone, he would show the world just who he was by walking his own path to being a ninja!
When you were broken, I was there to help you mend.
Naruto gasped as he felt the hole in his chest closing, he'd failed to bring Sasuke back. Sakura would be so disappointed in him. But right now, he didn't care, he just wanted to drift away on this feeling of lightness that was enveloping him.
Forcing his eyes to open, he found himself staring into a pair of eyes he could never again remember, save for the tiny fact that he knew he was safe with them. "Hold on kid, I'm here for you." Smiling weakly, Naruto reached up with his blood soaked hand to stroke the cheek of those tender eyes. However, his strength failed him before he could reach and slipped into darkness once again.
All along, I was there for you, because you were there for me.
Minato Namikaze held the little bundle of joy his wife had given him in his arms. He was an amazing child, and he was going to need to grow up strong in order to survive in this world. "Naruto, I'm sorry I won't be here for you... but this is so there is a here for you to be..."
With that, Minato charged off to face off against the great demon fox, knowing that his life was forfeit, but more than willing to do anything to save his wife and their child.