BOOK ONE | 87 Chapters | She's the girl who can't seem to have others keep their eyes off her. Not cause she's attractive, but because she isn't.
She's the girl that's constantly teased and denied of any meaningful friendships. Not cause no one refu...
Chapter 37: Tears Of Yesterday - Naruto's Story Part One
It rained heavily upon the Hidden Leaf. No one really bothered to go outside except for the few children who wanted to play in the puddles of mud and water.
Naruto was small and had just went outside as soon as he spotted other children playing outside of his window. Not even caring about the fact that he wasn't properly dressed to play out in the rain at all, the little boy hopped into the small pool and attempted to make friends with the children.
However, they quickly recognized his presence and were quick to leave the area as they were told numerous times by their parents to not socialize with him.
"Fine then! I didn't wanna play with you guys anyways, ya know!" The four-year-old yelled as the children walked away.
He stood still and stared at his reflection in the puddle. Why didn't no one want to play with him? Why did everyone hate him? Why was he all alone?
His stomach growled. Naruto placed a hand on it as if to stop it from doing so. The child had no money. No food. He ate his last cupped ramen the day before and the hokage wouldn't bring any money to him for at least another few days. The child walked through the streets of Konoha in hopes of finding something he could eat. Anything would do really.
Even a piece of candy from off the streets.
Down the road, the kid spotted something. It was a small restaurant! His little feet scurried to where the opened shop was and took a peak inside.
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"But I don't like my noodles straight!" A little girl threw a tantrum as a teenaged boy sat next to her in the noodle shop.
"Nia, just eat it; I didn't bring you here just so I can waste my money." The boy replied rather annoyed.
"But Iruuukaaa!"
The boy pinched the girl's cheek, "Stop crying and please eat already before Uncle kills me if he finds out you haven't eaten."
"No," The toddler pushed her bowl away, "I like it curly!"
Iruka groaned and let go of his little cousin's cheek, "Why do you have to be so picky?"
At the entrance, Naruto drooled over the ramen that Nia just wouldn't eat. The smell entered through his nose and made him all the more hungry. However, when he took a step closer, he made a noise, and Iruka turned around.
Immediately, the memory of his parents' deaths came racing into his mind. His anger intensified like never before.
"What're you doing here?!" He leaped off his seat, "Can't you see that you're not welcomed here?!"
Naruto always had to see the look in older people's eyes whenever they spoke to him. They all hated him. No one cared that he was alone or that he was an orphan or that he was hungry. No one.
