All Hail the Loser

The Deal

    They were the ones who caved out my insides. My humanity. My sanity. Everything that made me who I was was ripped that day... until I met Kurama.
That day, I had gone to the academy as usual... only one thing was different. Today was the graduation test.
    After the test, I ultimately ended up passing... but not without a harsh reality. I was the jinchuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune.
Suddenly, it had made sense. Why they hated me. Why they hurt me.
Afterward, I had run off, though I appreciated the ramen Iruka offered. But I still felt horrible... even after graduation.
Now, I sat on a stump, a tree knocked down... just like me.
I began to sing a song, I wrote it when I was 6. It was me. I was it. (I don't own this song, it's called Behind Blue Eyes. It might have alterations to make it fit more.)

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad kid
To be the sad kid
Behind blue eyes

They always blame me. They don't know how it feels.

And no one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
to telling only lies

Nobody knows what it feels like to be glared at, left out. Nobody knows the truth.

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

Many people have had the dream of being hokage. Many have failed. I'm not going to fail.

No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like I do... Like I do

I blame myself. It's my fault.

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain, woe
Can show through

I feel angry, but I have to suppress it. Nobody can know. Nobody knows who I really am. A mask hides the real me.

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

Caged fox.

No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes

Nobody knows how it feels, to be kicked down. To be crying... nobody to comfort me.

No one know how to say
That they're sorry
and don't worry
I'm not telling lies

Nobody apologizes. Nobody to tell me "it's ok."

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

I'll never be appreciated.

No one knows what its like
To be the bad kid
to be the sad kid
Behind blue eyes

Nobody knows what it's like. To be me. To be blamed. To be hurt. To bleed. To bleed inside...
'There's someone there!'
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Iruka's POV

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Where was Naruto? Nobody could find Naruto! I had been searching frantically for a couple hours, but he was no where to be found. Nobody knows where he is now either. I shook my head. There was nowhere else to look. Where else would he be?
I heard a soft voice... it was coming from the forest! It didn't sound like Naruto... the voice was so mature, sad, though the voice cracked a few times... I still needed to look.
The voice... it was so talented. The melody of the song, his voice itself brought me to tears... then I heard the lyrics. The man, whoever was singing... I wanted to hug them, to comfort them, tell them... "It's ok."
I stepped into the clearing, where I saw a boy. He was still singing. He had blonde, spiky hair, and bright blue eyes, and behind them, an ocean of unshed tears... whisker marks, engraved as if scars of reminder. Whisker marks... Naruto???
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Naruto's POV
    The person watching me was Iruka-sensei. If he found out the real me... I was doomed. He was a person who cared for me, enough to look past the hatred... to try to get to know me... to love me. He loved me as a son.
    But if he found out the real me, the me that was pinned down, the one who has been crushed... he wouldn't like me...
    I turned. "Hey, Iruka-sensei!" I yelled giddily, a last attempt to cover up the sadness.
    "Hey, Naruto...?" He asked softly, as more of a question than a statement. He walked slowly towards me.
    Unknowingly, I started to back up instinctually.
    Iruka came forward as I stopped moving. I expected him to hit me, to abuse me, as all the others had... but he surprised me. Instead of hitting me... he engulfed me in a hug.
    "Iruka-sensei?" I asked softly.
    "Yes Naruto?" He responded, slowly stopping the hug to look at me.
   "You'd never abandon me, right, Iruka-sensei?"
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Iruka's POV

    This resounded something within me. First, the song, his mature voice, but why would he ask that? Question swirled in his oceanic, deep eyes.
    "Of course not," I whispered.
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Naruto's POV

    After Iruka-sensei left, I went to sleep in the forest. It always brought me comfort, though I didn't know why. Maybe it was the quiet chittering of the animals, the comforting scent of pines... I fell asleep.
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    I woke up, but I was... in a sewer? The villagers must have found me... at least they didn't hurt me, for once.
It wasn't the villagers, kit.
   "Kyuubi? I must be in my mindscape."
Heh. Pretty sharp, kit. You're interesting, indeed. I summoned you to your mindscape to propose a deal...
    "What kind of deal?"
You help me find... a certain man, and I'll aid you in becoming a ninja.
    "I'll bite. So what's the full deal?"
    The fox did a couple hand signs. A scroll fell into its hands.
This is a blood contract. Read through and sign, kit.
    The scroll read:
I, Kurama Kyuubi, pledge to ensure to my best effort that Naruto Uzumaki Naruto does not die, and help to achieve in his dream of being Hokage. In return, he must pledge to help me find Madara Uchiha, and release me upon his death. Once released, I will not attack the village, and I will be free of a jinchuriki.

    And at the bottom, it now said in ink... Naruto Uzumaki. He signed.
    He fist bumped the large fox. "It's a deal, foxy."