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A/N: This is a completely random, drabblish one-shot and I am currantly on a sugar-high so tomorrow when I look back and see that I've actually posted this and that others might have -gasp- read it I'll probably cry and ward myself of sugar for all of five minutes before I cave and eat a chocolate bar. Be warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto in all his adorable angst.
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All he'd ever wanted was to be accepted.
Thats all, nothing more, nothing less. Just to be accepted and to be acknowledged. To be seen for who he was rather than what he carried. To be just Naruto, not the demon brat or the stupid loudmouth or the annoying side kick but just Naruto.
As he looked around at the cold, sneering faces he wondered if his dream would ever be a reality, his true dream, not that 'Hokage' crap. He may not be a genius but he wasn't stupid, he knew that they would never allow him to be in a postion of such power, no matter what he did the Kyuubi stigma would never be forgotten, would never allow them to let him rule. Never.
He saw their hate and their anger. He also saw their sadness, the glimmer of tears and the quiet sound of soft sighs almost lost in the bustle of the streets. He knew that he, that the sight of him made them sad, made them angry, made them want to to anything to make him go away, to dissapear.
But he couldn't, he refused to go away, he made himself loud, agressive, unmissable and unforgettable. He wanted to live, to live long enough to find people who could accept him. So he shouted, he laughed loudly, he dressed up in the brightest most hideous shade of orange he could find and he ran about and caused rukus just so they would remember him.
Someday, someone would remember him with fondness, with admiration, with affection. They would see him, really see him and know that all he ever wanted was for someone to believe and then he would be able to relax, be able to slow down a little and watch rather than make things happen. He would be able to be alive rather than just live. Someday . . . he could be just Naruto and that, that was his true dream.
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