Nanami Uzumaki

Farwell Konohagakure

I sat in my room as rain fell from the sky wondering if I'll ever be happy. Day after day, year after year,  I've sat in this empty room wondering why the village looks at my brother and I was such hate and disgust.I mean I know why they dislike like Naruto, well sort of, but why me? What did I ever do?

The village loved the 4th Hokage, Minato. His wife Kushina, they too adored, and yet, I'm still hated? Why?

I hold no direct connections to the nine tailed beast to which is sealed deep within my twin brother. I hold no ties to that monster, but, even still I'm looked down upon, as though I myself am a monster. Naruto's case is rather different. That monster lives within him. Naruto doesn't deserve the hate, our village gives to him, like a gift.

I can see what the village sees towards my brother, but I don't, because I look deeper. I look beyond the surface. Naruto is a young boy, with so much potential. He can be a great ninja asset to this village, but he can also be the very thing that destroys this very village. It depends on how he's raised and how he acts. Depending on how they treat him,  depends on how he learns to harness the power given to him by the monster sealed within.

"Nana." I heard someone call out to me, from below. "Yes?" I asked replying, looking down at the pineapple haired, boy. He looked around, not being able to find me. "Up." I stated. He looked up at me. "Come down." He sighed. I got up, quickly leaving.

Once outside, I looked into Shikamaru's eyes. "What's up?" I asked confused. "You're leaving." Shikamaru stated. I could see the sad look on his face. "Yeah, I am. How do you know?" I asked. He blinked away the tears in his eyes. "I woke up and just sort of knew." He mumbled. I pulled shikamaru into a hug. "You're my first and only friend. I will be back for you, Shika, some day. I'm leaving, because of the hate. I'm leaving because I'm looked at like a monster for no reason." I explained. He just nodded.

"You'll be back?" He asked. I nodded my head every so slightly. "Indeed I will be. That's my promise to my first friend, my best friend, and my only friend." I said glancing to the sky. "Stay strong, for me." I asked. Letting go of the embrace.

Shikamaru began to walk away as I went back into the old disgusting home I had grown up sharing with Naruto. I entered my room, packing my stuff.

I wrote a note.

June 9th
Dear Naruto,
I love ya. I'm gon miss ya. Inform Itachi, I wish him happy birthday, and I've left the village. Please inform Grandpa, I exit the village today.
I'll be back to see you and Shikamaru, everyone once in a while.
Farewell, Onii-chan (big brother)
~Uzumaki, Nanami.

Placing the note on Naruto's bed, I left.
I went past the mask shop. "You want one, just take it." The mask owner yelled. "My apologies, I do not wish for any trouble. I was just admiring this masks one final time." I said as a tear down my face. "Get lost." The mask owner yelled. I repeated myself to get words across. "My apologies, I do not wish for any trouble. I was just admiring this masks one final time." This time he stopped and listened to me. "Farewell, sir, may we some day meet again?" I asked. He gave a questioning glance at me as I walked away.

I made my way out of the village, and began my journey. I was 4 years old, with an advanced vocabulary, and a larger mindset than most. I've been raised by Uchiha, Itachi, most of my life.

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