Some Nights - A Naruto Fanfic

Some Nights - Introduction

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto does.

This is my first Naruto fan fiction. Thank you for choosing to read my fanfiction! I appreciate every little bit of support.

Some Nights - Introduction

Run. That is the single and most important word in my mind right now. It doesn't matter how you put it, that is what I'm doing. Running from something? Not exactly.

Small thoughts begin to invade my mind. The confusion, the pain, the loneliness, the guilt. My eyes refuse to betray me and show those emotions. My green eyes are lifeless, dull.

I speed on faster, racing through an unknown, lush forest. Cool, summer wind rushing past me, I dodge and weave in between tall oak trees that seem to touch the blue sky. I have no idea where I am. It's nighttime, I'm in an unknown forest, and my clan was...

Glancing at the trees around me, I decide to stay in one of them for the night. Expertly, I climb the strong trunk and relax on a thin but strong branch. Slowly, my eyes close and I relax, being unable to sleep.

A faint light starts to disturb my light half-rest. Slowly, it grows brighter and brighter, causing my eyes to slowly open. I refuse to let out a groan of annoyance due to being in an unknown area. The faint light was sunlight, shining through the breaks in the leaf canopy. It twinkles down, dancing on the branches.

A silent yawn escapes my mouth as I stretch out my arms. Rubbing my eyes, I sit up tiredly on the firm branch. Getting up, I stand on the wood and peer out at my surroundings.

The emerald leaves on the trees blow and dance softly in the morning breeze. It is so peaceful out here. Too bad I'm not a nature lover. Or an optimist. Or someone who cares.

Slowly, I begin to hear voices. Am I going crazy? Nah, I think it's real. My first instinct is to hide, what else would I do? Stand there and wave? I quickly climb the thin branches of the tree towards the top, but not the very top becuase they could see me. Duh. A bit of my long brown hair blows in my face, but I silently tuck it back behind my ear. Stupid hair, always mocking me that it could just float around.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" A boy's voice it sounds like echoes throughout the surrounding forest.

"Enough of the stupid pranks!"

"We're sick of it! Grow the heck up!"

"You are dead when they catch you! You know that?"

"Look at 'im.."

Lots of voices begin to chatter together until I get curious enough to look out. Crawling to one of the top branches, I peer out of the thick leave canopy and examine what is currently going on.

"LOOOOSERS!! WANNA-BE'S!" A boy with ruffled blonde hair screams down at the crowd of people from his perch on a face carved into a mountain. "You don't have what it takes to do something this low! I rule, and you drool!"

"How dare you?! Who do you think you are?!" An old man wearing Hokage apparel marches out from the crowd, muttering something like 'all over my face--!'. "Eh?"

"Lord Hokage... I can't apologize enough..." A man with a scar running across his nose steps up onto the railing of the platform.

"Oh! Is that you, Iruka...?" The Hokage peers at the man named Iruka.

"What do you think you're doing, you idiot? Get down from there and get back to class!" Looking quite angry and embarrassed, Iruka shouts at his disrespectful student.

"It's my teacher, Master Iruka! I'm so screwed!" The blonde boy begins to frantically panic, throwing paint in every direction. What a waste of paint.