Deception is My Life (Naruto Fanfiction)

Part 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

"Talking"- Normal speaking

"Demon/Summon" talking

Thinking (Normal)/ Thinking (Demon/Summon)

Mindscape talking and emphasis on a certain word

Chapter 1

~3rd Person POV~

It was a typical day at Konoha... Well not really. Today was October 10th, the day of the Kyuubi festival. Paper lights were hanging off from one post to the other, the streets were filled with street stalls and vendors selling different goods to people. Masks, cotton candy, dango, among other types of foods and items like hair ornaments were being sold.

Everybody was happy of course, but there was another side towards the end of the street where villagers gathered and drank all night. They drank and wallowed in their pity and soon enough they started forming a mob. A mob whose only target of their pity and hatred was a little blonde kid that was turning 5 years old on that very same day.

Talking about said boy, very far away from the center of Konoha, living in a very run-down apartment that had cracks outside the wall, a very broken door and window, and several words written all over the place which included cursing and calling names such as demon, monster, murderer was the house that very young blonde boy who was curled up in a ball crying.

He was holding onto his stomach as he cried and whimpered because he hadn't eaten. He hadn't eaten for over a week. His skin was so thin you could see his bones and if not for that orange jacket he had you could see his ribs popping out thanks to his ripped fishnet shirt underneath that has tears and holes.

His living conditions were poor, the villagers gave him overpriced food but it was rotten. He only smiled and paid a lot instead of arguing back because he didn't want to argue in the middle of the street or be kicked out of the stores.

This boy's name was Naruto Uzumaki. The jailer of the nine tails also known as the Kyuubi. Of course, he didn't know that he was a jailer because of the Sandaime decree that nobody spoke to him about it or they would be put to death.

While Naruto writhed in pain, the mob kept getting closer to his apartment. Naruto felt afraid, he tried to stop squirming once he started to feel all those negative emotions. Sorrow, pain, sadness, loneliness, grief, hate and anger... revenge. He didn't know how or why he could always feel those emotions the most, he hated it.

The glares and constant cursing from the villagers already hurt enough not counting the beatings he gets on his birthday, but feeling all those emotions towards him made him want to scream and give up and just take off his mask and cry but he wouldn't give that pleasure to the villagers.

He knew better, that him crying wouldn't solve anything against the villagers. It would cause them to enjoy his suffering and cause even more. The same was if he smiled so it didn't really change anything, and he knew it.

He was not stupid, but he pretended to be one to at least have some comfort of not showing how much sadness he feels. He took a deep breath and quickly went running out the window. He wanted to be a ninja, but he also knew if he went through the front door he would face the mob. He jumped from roof to roof as best as he could while holding his stomach.

"Come here you demon!!! Monster!! Murderer!! Kill the demon!!!" yelled several people from the crowd. Naruto looked behind him to see not only the mob tracking him down but also noticed that ninjas were also in the crowd.