'I don't know.'
He was running.
'I don't know...'
Running away.
The group of people continued to chase him. Pitchforks, torches, kunai in their hands.
'I don't know at all...'
He ran and ran, until he came to a dead end.
He skidded to a stop as did the ones chasing him. Then they walked up to him slowly as he turns around a grim look in his eyes.
'I won't cry.'
The next thing he knew, he was being beaten up.
'I won't cry.'
"Demon!"
"Murderer!"
"Killer!"
'I wouldn't even cry...'
Bloody, limp, and motionless was his state when they finally stopped and left.
ANBUs with a dog mask and weasel mask walked past the alleyway, then stopped as they felt his slowly decreasing chakra.
The sight they saw when they approached was horrid. A child with blonde hair and bright blue eyes, no more than the age of five, bloody and injured. That wasn't it though. It was the look in his eyes. There was no pain, nor fear or regret. Dull. He looked so done. And if they looked enough, they'd know he was done with his life. That he was willing to leave.
"Inu, we need to take him to the hospital."
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All These Years And One Night
FanfictionNaruto Uzumaki. Abused since he was born. Downcasted and treated wrongly. He smiles and does pranks to get attention, whether good or bad. Being an orphan made him lonely. That's when he met him. And they were together all these years after that one...
