Fires burn brightest in the harshest of places. Then their flames can truly be seen. Uzumaki Naruto || 19 : Male || Indie Sideblog for an AU Naruto Tracking: [feroxcaput]
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Just relaxing….it’s what he did frequently those days. It wasn’t like anyone cared to get to know the blond. Sighing lightly, he hauled himself up from his perch atop the great Hokage faces in he village and looked out over the entire village.
The blond never really had any friends, and no one took notice of him. His parents were gone and he had the Kyuubi inside his body. How was he to get along with anyone being so different?
It felt often like…there was something missing,and it made him a little confused as to what. Constantly thinking day after say what it might be.
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As he waited for the woman who had initially seen him, the blond was holding his stomach. Squeezing his eyes shut, he groaned, leaning over. Though the movement only made his head spin a little, so he sat back upright in the chair.
"The name's Uzumaki Naruto--" He winced as another shiver coursed through his body, and he placed his hands over his waist, covering the area more with his arms. It hurrrrrrrrrrt.
"I think something's wrong with my stomach. It really aches'ttebayo."
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” Alright, ” the pinkette sighed as she settled the large binder down. Picking up a clipboard and pen, she approached the blond, who had just entered. He didn’t look too well.
He looked.. Somewhat familiar. She’d seen him around. Offering a slight smile, she closed her eyes briefly. ” Now that that’s done.. What’s your name, and why are you here? ” She questioned; not something she normally would have done. But this was for the hospital records as well. Not much of a choice there.
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He had wandered into the Hospital, and a nice, pink haired Kunoichi was waiting on him. Sitting in the lobby, Naruto sat in a stiff backed chair, no comfort for someone in there at first, but he couldn't wait to be taken back to a room, and hop in a bed if needed.
His stomach was hurting something fierce and he wanted top get looked at. Of course this was only another way for him to get attention from the Village residents and other Ninja. Still he really didn't feel well.
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” Give me just a second and I’ll help you. “
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"IT'S AN ANBU!!"
Naruto yelled that exceptionally loud, pointing at the white haired Anbu-
-Stares by accident-
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kakashi in #5 of this palette for nivatusaer! ;A; it’s a little messy, but I’ll do a proper one soon after school settles down.
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Your character overhears someone calling mine 'a monster', what does your character do?
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[ rules page that wasn't here is now here :3 Also, thanks to the small influx of followers!! ^0^ I feel happy. But note I don't do greeters, they get lost and are really a waste of my time. I do have an Open tag, and will be posting a few more possibly soon. ]
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He was a fool to think everyone was willing to befriend him. The Ninja before him almost seemed repulsed by the blond trying to force a wedge of friendship between them.
And the eyes -- it made him swallow in nervousness, and grit his teeth. Should he say anything more? Or just shift his shoulders downward, tell himself it'll be alright and walk away?
It didn't matter....then why even bother talking about it in the first place? Shaking his head, the blond found himself in a very hard spot. Did he try and continue where the conversation was getting nowhere, or did he walk away, albeit defeated and seem unshaken?
With the way he spoke, it was as if he was saying that Naruto wasn't important. Eyes bunched closed as he stared back at the other, lips drawing inward as to bite them, a habit when scared.
And he was -- the feelings of being unimportant. That worthlessness he had often felt. No matter how hard he tried to force it away -- it was there.
"I--I can go...sorry for keeping you from whatever."
Defeated -- Crushed That was how Naruto felt as he turned around, and began to walk away. He swore to himself he wouldn't cry.
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Who was this boy? And why did he insist on talking to him? Sai found he cared little for either answer, just as he cared little for conversing.
"It doesn’t matter," he said flatly, though his disinterest was no so much prejudice. Unless necessary he wasn’t one for socializing.
"Is that so." It wasn’t a question.
"Do you have a reason for taking up my time? It’s rather valuable and it’d appreciate it going to something important."
#I'm sorry for my muse#ahhh#most depressing reply ever#paintedroots#;ic#I'm ending it if you don't mind.
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Those times when he had been ignored by others, it had grown to slightly infect his heart, though it wasn't deep, every time there was a silence -- it hurt. He tried to make small conversation.
But it seemed this person wanted to ignore him too, like everyone else. No one ever had time. No one wanted to deal with the boy called Naruto.
"So what kinda Dog were you petting??"
"It's not nice to stare 'ttebayo."
He watched him a moment after the unexpected comment, tempted to simply walk away and not respond at all.
"Correct," Sai spoke up after an uncomfortably long moment spent staring him down.
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"yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!"
And they both slept the night away, Naruto wrapped around the Uchiha and Sasuke cursing to himself.
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There’s a few moments of silence. Sasuke stands there with narrowed eyes, his grip on the door tightening. Was he being serious?
Finally he lets out a sigh, purses his lips, and moves aside to let the blond in.
"There’s a spare bedroom and I have some blankets put away, I’ll get them if you like—"
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"Dogs are awesome!!"
He hoped his out of the blue comment would get him a look, like they always had, after all, he wanted to have more friends, and this guy liked Dogs. How could it go wrong?
"I’m sorry I disappeared, but there was a dog that required petting."
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Muse is AU -- Cannon doesn't apply; he doesn't know anyone
Roleplay experience 10+ years
Very literate // Welcomes paragraph, novella formats, small threads, inquiries via ask
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