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miles trundle past, a static reflection of nothingness a splash of colour flies past, a puddle in a world of grey at the next turning, you'll make friends, you'll enjoy yourself its the beginning of your life, happy memories to make alone for years, never realising why that smile is there a flash of friendliness, a world of unbalanced actions. everyone isnt the outcast, smiling behind their hands everyones shoulders don't shake in anger, but... face down, dont react, its what they want. just one more, a thump, dull pain permeates my head, ensuing laughter. face up, what have i got to lose, strike out, pathetic push outward, nobody

Well, here i am exams hurtle headfirst at me, and im picking this up.... hmmm, wtev. I don’t know why but the story bored me, so i’ve decided to keep opening up some more characters. Well, it was a bit narrow, wasn’t it? Inspiration is a bitch, but when i get it, you get a chapter... btw Kishimoto, i don’t own Naruto, u do. But you already knew that, right? The Fox maddened, the Uchiha trapped   Itachi stood below lazy clouds, a fully fledged anbu black ops commander, the most powerful of the entire clan, the pride of an entire clan. The last hope of an entire clan.   What was he to do?   There was nothing left to

Hi readers! Well, heres the sequel to the tentative first chapter, which i have revised, rerote, restructured, and added in some of my own words. Well, it was just a tester, u see!   Iv decided to make this a real story, so it needs some depth. Which doesn’t mean anything slow, or dreary, it just means, i cant rush ahead and say this happened, and that, without actually building my characters.    Naruto changed. Period. He found out he was the container or the most powerful, sinister demon out there, and that his parents are definitely dead, and that the entire village hates him because essentially he protects them. And in kishimoto&