Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Alone in the World ❯ Blue Eyes ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Shadow Mage 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.19.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.19.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer-I don't own Naruto. I also don't own Behind Blue Eyes.
A/N: Okay, this is my first Naruto fic and they might be just a little out of character. Oh, by the way they are about 16 years of age.
Alone in the world
Sakura was taking a walk through the woods. She needed to clear her head. Naruto seemed different lately. He still acted the same, and he looked the same. The same hair, same smile, same eyes, yet there was something hidden that she never noticed before. His smile seemed hollow, like there wasn't really anything to smile about. But it was the same smile that he always had. Why was she only noticing it now?
She soon came to a clearing and she stopped. She was shocked to see Naruto sitting cross-legged right in the middle. He was staring off into space and tears were flowing down his face, unchecked. She didn't know why but seeing him there so helpless she just wanted to put her arms around him and protect him from the evil of the world. As she made her way closer, she accidentally stepped on a twig. Naruto snapped out of his daze, and stood up, wiping his face.
"Who-Who's there?" he called, his voice shaking. He was hoping it would be some wild animal, but his hopes were shot down when he saw Sakura step out of the shadows. And out of pure instinct he ran away.
She watched as he ran away. She was still in a state of shock, to do anything. She had never seen Naruto like this. She had never seen him cry.
After the shock wore away, she continued on her walk. Great, now she had even more to think about. Why was Naruto crying? Of all the time that she knew him, she had never seen him cry, she didn't think it was possible for him to be sad. He was always happy, laughing and pulling pranks. But maybe him crying had to do with what was hidden in his eyes. Maybe it was the cause of his empty smile.
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Narut o was still running. He wished he could get away. He could never escape from this place. Sometimes he thought about leaving to a place where nobody knew who he was or what he was. A place where he was treated like a normal teenager and not despised by everyone. Did a place like that even exist? He doubted it. He stopped running when he got to the edge of the woods and looked at the village. There was a place for him somewhere, there had to be. But was that place here in this village or was it somewhere else? He was going to have to wait and see. But how long was he going to have to wait?
He thought about Sakura. 'She'll probably tell everyone that she saw me crying,' he thought bitterly. He let a sigh escape from his lips as he began his walk home.
On the way, he bumped into Sasuke.
"Watch where you're going, dunce," Sasuke said, giving Naruto a glare, expecting an outburst from the blonde boy.
Naruto walked on without looking back once. He didn't have the energy to deal with Sasuke.
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Sasu ke was left in a state of confusion. He wondered what was wrong with Naruto, usually when he called him a dunce he would retort with some kind of death threat. Sasuke was a little worried. Now that he thought about it Naruto looked really depressed. He wondered what was wrong with him. He shook it off and went on with his business. He didn't have time to worry about Naruto. But no matter what he thought he couldn't stop worrying.
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Naruto came home feeling as empty as his house. His living room had only a TV and a worn out couch. His walls were bare, with many cracks. He walked past his living room and went straight to his bedroom. He looked at himself in the mirror hoping to see somebody worth being. But all he saw was a lonely little boy, wishing he had someone to hold him. But no one would want to hold an abomination like him. He looked down at the picture he had sitting on his dresser. It was of Kikashi, Sasuke, Sakura, and himself. He picked it up and thought about them. They were like his family. The only family he ever had, but he didn't feel like he thought he would if he had a family. He thought he wouldn't feel so alone, but if anything he felt even more alone.
He sighed and put the picture down. He went to the kitchen to get something to eat. He put water to boil and sat down at the table and waited.
While he was waiting, he thought more about his 'family'. Kakashi was like a big brother of sorts, that bordered on being the father figure. Sasuke was like a brother, that did everything right and got on your nerves. And then there was Sakura. He sighed. He really liked her but she didn't give him the time of day.
His thoughts were interrupted by the hiss of water meeting fire.
'Guess the water's boiling,' he thought as he got up and made some ramen.
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Sakur a had given up trying to figure out why Naruto was crying. She just wanted to go home and lie down. Her head was hurting and she was tired. When she got home she went straight to her room. She turned on her radio and lie down. She closed her eyes and tried to lose herself in the music.
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
An' no one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain an' woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
(Discover)
(L-I-M-P...
Say it...
Discover...)
(L-I-M-P...
< br> Say it...
Discover...)
(L-I-M-P...
< br> Say it...
Discover...)
(L-I-M-P...
< br> Say it...
Discover...)
No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated
To be defeated
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows how to say
That they're sorry
An' don't worry
I'm not telling lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
As the music died away, Sakura saw a mental image of Naruto behind her eyelids. For some odd reason, the song reminded her of Naruto. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She closed her eyes again, but this time she went to sleep.
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Sasuk e made his way home, if you can call it a home. It didn't matter, he was happy. He walked in the door whistling an unknown tune. (A/N: I told you they would be out of character...) He walked by his living room, which was even more unadorned than Naruto. He went straight to his bathroom and took a long hot shower. Afterwards, he went to his bedroom and tried to get some sleep. But it seemed that sleep wasn't on his side tonight. He tossed and turned for over an hour until he got fed up and went to the kitchen to get some tea. He put the water to boil and sat down at the kitchen table.
While he was waiting, he thought about his day. He had a good day. He couldn't help but smile at memories of his day. But then his smile turned into a frown as his thoughts turned to Naruto. He had seemed unnaturally sad. He couldn't help but wonder what was making him so down.
'Well, there goes my good mood,' he thought. Sasuke sighed, as he tried not to think about it anymore. Just then the water started to boil and he made his tea.
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Naruto was lying in bed thinking about his life. He wondered if anybody would miss him if he left. Or if anyone would mourn for him if he died. He doubted it. Nobody cared about him. Everyone hated him. And all because he was the 'host' of the demon fox, Kyuubi. He had nothing to do with what happened twelve years ago, yet he was still blamed for it.
He turned on the bedside lamp, and got up. He paced up and down in his room. He stopped by his dresser and looked at the picture he had there. He was suddenly filled with rage and threw the picture across his room. It hit the wall with a crash and landed on the floor. He couldn't stop there; he grabbed the lamp and threw it, also. Then he pulled the mirror and let it drop to the floor. Shards of glass scattered all over the floor. But it still wasn't enough. He opened up one of his drawers and pulled it out, letting his clothes fly all over the place. He did that until there were no more drawers left. He then upturned his mattress and knock over his lamp.
He was out of breath. But he still wasn't finished. He walked to the kitchen, turning on the lights as he went. He upturned his table and knocked the chairs over. He went to the cupboard and got out the cups and threw them to the floor. With each crash he felt a little better. When he was through with the cups, he went to the next one that held the plates and bowls. The glass on the floor cut into the skin on his feet, but he didn't pay any attention the pain that shot up and down his legs. He opened the cabinet that had the plates and bowls and emptied it.
When he was finished he looked around at the mess he had made, and felt an odd sense of pride in it. He smiled and walked into his living room. The glass dug into his feet but he was too out of it to notice. He sat down on the sofa and stared at a crack in the wall.
'Where did that come from?' he asked himself. He had never noticed it before but his walls had a lot of cracks in them. He looked around and counted them. One, two, three, four...nine. There were nine cracks in all. His eyes welled up with tears and he let them fall. He lie down and cried himself to sleep.
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A/N: Well...what'd you think? Please tell me. I really want to know your opinion. This is my first Naruto fic and I'm very sub-conscious about it. I won't even let my best friend read it! Review please. Thanks!
Oh, yeah, before i forget, tell me, if the seal were to break would Naruto be possessed by the demon fox or would it be seperate from him. which one? Just something that popped into my head one day.
A/N: Okay, this is my first Naruto fic and they might be just a little out of character. Oh, by the way they are about 16 years of age.
Alone in the world
Sakura was taking a walk through the woods. She needed to clear her head. Naruto seemed different lately. He still acted the same, and he looked the same. The same hair, same smile, same eyes, yet there was something hidden that she never noticed before. His smile seemed hollow, like there wasn't really anything to smile about. But it was the same smile that he always had. Why was she only noticing it now?
She soon came to a clearing and she stopped. She was shocked to see Naruto sitting cross-legged right in the middle. He was staring off into space and tears were flowing down his face, unchecked. She didn't know why but seeing him there so helpless she just wanted to put her arms around him and protect him from the evil of the world. As she made her way closer, she accidentally stepped on a twig. Naruto snapped out of his daze, and stood up, wiping his face.
"Who-Who's there?" he called, his voice shaking. He was hoping it would be some wild animal, but his hopes were shot down when he saw Sakura step out of the shadows. And out of pure instinct he ran away.
She watched as he ran away. She was still in a state of shock, to do anything. She had never seen Naruto like this. She had never seen him cry.
After the shock wore away, she continued on her walk. Great, now she had even more to think about. Why was Naruto crying? Of all the time that she knew him, she had never seen him cry, she didn't think it was possible for him to be sad. He was always happy, laughing and pulling pranks. But maybe him crying had to do with what was hidden in his eyes. Maybe it was the cause of his empty smile.
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Narut o was still running. He wished he could get away. He could never escape from this place. Sometimes he thought about leaving to a place where nobody knew who he was or what he was. A place where he was treated like a normal teenager and not despised by everyone. Did a place like that even exist? He doubted it. He stopped running when he got to the edge of the woods and looked at the village. There was a place for him somewhere, there had to be. But was that place here in this village or was it somewhere else? He was going to have to wait and see. But how long was he going to have to wait?
He thought about Sakura. 'She'll probably tell everyone that she saw me crying,' he thought bitterly. He let a sigh escape from his lips as he began his walk home.
On the way, he bumped into Sasuke.
"Watch where you're going, dunce," Sasuke said, giving Naruto a glare, expecting an outburst from the blonde boy.
Naruto walked on without looking back once. He didn't have the energy to deal with Sasuke.
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Sasu ke was left in a state of confusion. He wondered what was wrong with Naruto, usually when he called him a dunce he would retort with some kind of death threat. Sasuke was a little worried. Now that he thought about it Naruto looked really depressed. He wondered what was wrong with him. He shook it off and went on with his business. He didn't have time to worry about Naruto. But no matter what he thought he couldn't stop worrying.
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Naruto came home feeling as empty as his house. His living room had only a TV and a worn out couch. His walls were bare, with many cracks. He walked past his living room and went straight to his bedroom. He looked at himself in the mirror hoping to see somebody worth being. But all he saw was a lonely little boy, wishing he had someone to hold him. But no one would want to hold an abomination like him. He looked down at the picture he had sitting on his dresser. It was of Kikashi, Sasuke, Sakura, and himself. He picked it up and thought about them. They were like his family. The only family he ever had, but he didn't feel like he thought he would if he had a family. He thought he wouldn't feel so alone, but if anything he felt even more alone.
He sighed and put the picture down. He went to the kitchen to get something to eat. He put water to boil and sat down at the table and waited.
While he was waiting, he thought more about his 'family'. Kakashi was like a big brother of sorts, that bordered on being the father figure. Sasuke was like a brother, that did everything right and got on your nerves. And then there was Sakura. He sighed. He really liked her but she didn't give him the time of day.
His thoughts were interrupted by the hiss of water meeting fire.
'Guess the water's boiling,' he thought as he got up and made some ramen.
*********************************************************** ************
Sakur a had given up trying to figure out why Naruto was crying. She just wanted to go home and lie down. Her head was hurting and she was tired. When she got home she went straight to her room. She turned on her radio and lie down. She closed her eyes and tried to lose herself in the music.
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
An' no one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain an' woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
(Discover)
(L-I-M-P...
Say it...
Discover...)
(L-I-M-P...
< br> Say it...
Discover...)
(L-I-M-P...
< br> Say it...
Discover...)
(L-I-M-P...
< br> Say it...
Discover...)
No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated
To be defeated
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows how to say
That they're sorry
An' don't worry
I'm not telling lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
As the music died away, Sakura saw a mental image of Naruto behind her eyelids. For some odd reason, the song reminded her of Naruto. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She closed her eyes again, but this time she went to sleep.
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Sasuk e made his way home, if you can call it a home. It didn't matter, he was happy. He walked in the door whistling an unknown tune. (A/N: I told you they would be out of character...) He walked by his living room, which was even more unadorned than Naruto. He went straight to his bathroom and took a long hot shower. Afterwards, he went to his bedroom and tried to get some sleep. But it seemed that sleep wasn't on his side tonight. He tossed and turned for over an hour until he got fed up and went to the kitchen to get some tea. He put the water to boil and sat down at the kitchen table.
While he was waiting, he thought about his day. He had a good day. He couldn't help but smile at memories of his day. But then his smile turned into a frown as his thoughts turned to Naruto. He had seemed unnaturally sad. He couldn't help but wonder what was making him so down.
'Well, there goes my good mood,' he thought. Sasuke sighed, as he tried not to think about it anymore. Just then the water started to boil and he made his tea.
************************************************************* **********
Naruto was lying in bed thinking about his life. He wondered if anybody would miss him if he left. Or if anyone would mourn for him if he died. He doubted it. Nobody cared about him. Everyone hated him. And all because he was the 'host' of the demon fox, Kyuubi. He had nothing to do with what happened twelve years ago, yet he was still blamed for it.
He turned on the bedside lamp, and got up. He paced up and down in his room. He stopped by his dresser and looked at the picture he had there. He was suddenly filled with rage and threw the picture across his room. It hit the wall with a crash and landed on the floor. He couldn't stop there; he grabbed the lamp and threw it, also. Then he pulled the mirror and let it drop to the floor. Shards of glass scattered all over the floor. But it still wasn't enough. He opened up one of his drawers and pulled it out, letting his clothes fly all over the place. He did that until there were no more drawers left. He then upturned his mattress and knock over his lamp.
He was out of breath. But he still wasn't finished. He walked to the kitchen, turning on the lights as he went. He upturned his table and knocked the chairs over. He went to the cupboard and got out the cups and threw them to the floor. With each crash he felt a little better. When he was through with the cups, he went to the next one that held the plates and bowls. The glass on the floor cut into the skin on his feet, but he didn't pay any attention the pain that shot up and down his legs. He opened the cabinet that had the plates and bowls and emptied it.
When he was finished he looked around at the mess he had made, and felt an odd sense of pride in it. He smiled and walked into his living room. The glass dug into his feet but he was too out of it to notice. He sat down on the sofa and stared at a crack in the wall.
'Where did that come from?' he asked himself. He had never noticed it before but his walls had a lot of cracks in them. He looked around and counted them. One, two, three, four...nine. There were nine cracks in all. His eyes welled up with tears and he let them fall. He lie down and cried himself to sleep.
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A/N: Well...what'd you think? Please tell me. I really want to know your opinion. This is my first Naruto fic and I'm very sub-conscious about it. I won't even let my best friend read it! Review please. Thanks!
Oh, yeah, before i forget, tell me, if the seal were to break would Naruto be possessed by the demon fox or would it be seperate from him. which one? Just something that popped into my head one day.