The Unknown

Beginning

"..." - talking

'...' - thinking

'...' - talking to kurama (Big red/orange fox with a attitude and a temper)

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I woke up with a jolt. I could feel sweat pouring down my face and I was panting hard from my dream. It was still replaying and replaying all over again in my head. Ringing blared in my ear from the core of my brain that was as loud as if train that almost crushed you, but saw you and started screeching to a stop. I winced and tried covering my ears but it made it worse... well I guess it didn't really matter either way because it was fading away so it was better to just ignore it instead.

'I better get up..' I mentally noted to my self as I might get into trouble on the way or get yelled at by the teachers for being late...

{*;*}Mostly Memories{*;*}

I turned on my bed and got up and out of my warm and comfortable bed that looked rather sad...it was dirty and pretty old because the villagers would only give him worn out sheets and blankets that had multiple holes or stains. Because of the villagers and people in general, I wasn't looking forward to going to the Academy or even outside. I was always blamed for killing their loved ones but from now and then, I stop to think, why would they blame a bullshit kid like me of doing such a thing because at the age I was, I shouldn't even know the word kill or death. Yet I knew exactly why they despised me and who and why my parents were dead. I wasn't even the Nine tailed fox of which DID kill there friends and family, which, it also killed my family so aren't they in the same boat as me? I am sick and tired of being blamed for things I didn't do. I am supposed to call those villagers comrades but all they have ever done is yell at me and make me feel and know things that I should never know or feel. I hated them so much that sometimes I wanted to scream, cry, and complain about how they treat me to someone. Anyone.

Now, you would think a kid friendly place like the academy I go to would be much better but that was what they wanted you to believe. They academy wasn't any better. If anything, it was worse. They would yell at me and sometimes, if they were in a bad mood, they would keep me after class and hit me once or twice, just enough to scare me and see the look on my face that they relish. Or, at least I act like I am scared but I have gone through to much to even act like I am scared, so when I act like a normal kid, that is what surprises me the most.

I sigh to myself. I honestly know that I have matured to fast for my own age but at this point, what am I supposed to do? Sit down and cry about how  unfair life is? That is something that even Sakura would do. She is so short tempered and is like a ticking time-bomb. She is nice time to time but got to say, she hits so hard! Like I think she may have stronger super-human strength than me! Like, damn!

Though, there is one person who has always caught my attention, from being super talented to just being a total jerk, this kid was pretty much just like me... other than being emo and choosing to try and get revenge because his small kid feelings got hurt because of his big brother and now he is being manipulated into killing his older brother because his older brother wants his little brother to have a goal, knowing once he is done, he will be left with nothing other than regret and emptiness. Poor emo duck-butt haired boy. (*u*)

I know that it might be rude to call his feelings weird and emo, but I honestly understand where he is coming from. Though, I would understand if he thought I didn't because I didn't actually meet my parents when he was actually able to make a good bond with them and he even loved his older brother. So much that he would follow him around everywhere! That must have hurt when the person he loved so much killed the only other people he loved,  then gave him a nightmare that he will never forget. He is still a emo though-