Always by your side

One

It was raining gently in Konohana, the sun was hiding behind the clouds waiting for the perfect moment to come out. People walked to their homes quickly , trying not to get wet and catch a cold.

The streets were empty except for a small figure hunched over its frame.It was a boy.The little boy was no older than 5 years old,he had spiky blonde hair, deep blue eyes and three distictive whisker marks on each cheek. He was shivering from the cold, wrapping his arms around his body trying to keep himself warm.

People passed him without a second glance, they paid  no mind to the small child. They didn't offer him their help, didn't  ask the child if he was okay or where were his parents. They just didn't care.

Why? The reason is because they hate the  boy, for all they knew, he deserved this, he deserved the treatement he was reserving. The Demon child is what the villagers call him.The reason why they call him that and hate him is because of the demon sealed inside the small child, even though said boy doesn't know about the demon inside of him.

People weren't allowed to talk about what happened the day that the demon attacked the village , Killing ninjas, families, friends, lovers and their beloved 4th Hokage. It.Was.All.His.Fault.

Meanwhile the boy remains clueless. He doesn't know about the demon inside of him, he doesn't know why the villagers hates him so much, he doesn't know who his parents were.
He doesn't know.
He doesn't know.
He doesn't know.

All he ever wanted was for someone to notice him.To care about him.He wanted someone who would be there for him. Someone who doesn't glare at him, ignore him and hate him for reasons he doesn't know. He wanted to be loved, that's all he ever wanted.

Why does everyone hate him? What did he do wrong? Why? Why? Why?
Can someone, please, please tell what he did wrong? So that he could fix whatever he did...so that they could accept him.

The rain began to fall harder as the minute passed and still no onenoticed the poor boy on the floor. His tears mixed with the rain at this point he believed that no one cared for him. That he would die alone.

He was surprised when he didn't feel the rain anymore, he looked up.Someone held an umbrella above him to protect him from the rain, he could only see the hand of the person and the person attached to that hand belonged to a young girl.

The girl was 3 years older than him.He could see something tied around her head like a headband.The girl had bright blue hair and sea green eyes that seemed to change color. She gave him a warm smile.

He flinched, expecting the girl to hit him like some of the villagers do, but instead she offered him a hand. He just stared at the hand, he wasn't used to this act of kindness.
"I'm not gonna hurt you"The girl said softly"I promise"

And the boy believed her, her whole presence gave off a kind aura. He tentivaly put his hand on hers in a-please-don't-hurt-me, trustful way.The girl gently squeezed his hand and offered him a bright smile.

They began to walk hand-in-hand to the girls apartment and everytime someone glared at the boy, the young girl would tighten her hold on his hand letting him know that as long as she is here, she will not let anything happen to him and for the first time in his young life, he felt appreciated, safe and even happy. That everything would be okay as long as he has her.

The boy tightened his grip and in response she squeezed back, the boy grinned at her and she smiled softly at him.

Sunlight illuminated them making it seem as though they were walking towards the light, its like the sun had came out of its hiding place for them.

Just for them and no one else.