Bwahahaha, Hey, I had to try this! So like, doing the 100 themes Naruto style (for those of you who watch Naruto...) Lets see how they go... Oh yeah, you can suggest a pairing too!
Theme One:
My swing is special
Gravity pushed the boy forward only to be carried back by the same force, a little faster, back to the place of origin. The steady bending and stretching of his knees allowed him to gain slow momentum to carry him further than before and captivate him just enough so that when he flew the opposite direction, he could bend and stretch some more. The wind blew his hair forward and backwards just a little, according to the direction he went.
This was good for him. It allowed him to forget the deep sorrow he felt – to stop pondering why he entered this world and why he shouldn’t leave it.
With a swoosh, the blonde hair fought the wind, pushing it backward while a sensuous cry of Woo-hoo! echoed through the sixty some degree whether. The swing, because of the momentum, jumped into the air like a kangaroo, and soon the boy had landed on the grass below him.
With no regret, he rejoined the swing in which he was once part of; doing it all over again, and again, and maybe even, just once more. Jump! Swing! Jump! Swing! The boy laughed each time, and happily he smiled at his precious swing. Yes his, the only item he owned, his most precious item.
“Umm… what’cha doin’, Naruto?”
He turned to see a girl, a bit taller than he, and maybe, a bit younger. Around six he imagined (for he was seven). The girl, short, with purple hair and eyes which seemed as if they didn’t have any pupils, gazed at him. Her clothes seemed so soft and simple, so much that, Naruto wondered what it would feel like to wear them. The clothes he wore were torn; likewise, there was no sensation from its touch, but rather, the cloth was rough against his skin.
“Swinging.”
The girl moved her small head left and right following the desolate boy.
“Umm… Can I… Swing with you?”
Taken aback, the boy smiled. Maybe this time, his special swing would make him a special friend.
“Sure.”
Ja Matta
Full Version: Random *naruto* One-shots.
Ahh!! Finally Naruto fics!! I've waited so long!
Oh wow! Everyone loves Naruto! And I love you! So I cannot wait till you update!
Much love!
Much love!
So, is there an official list of Naruto themes? I didn't know that...cool! 
Theme Two – Simple Pleasures of Life.
Ten Ten skipped through the marketplace with a half eaten apple in one hand. Taking a bite, she quickly made her way towards the local vegetable shop, where she would do her weekly shopping; for if she didn’t she knew she would be in big trouble. Satisfied with sweet taste of the apple, she took another one from her small shuriken bag (she hid it there, ‘cause if Guy found out he wouldn’t have been to happy) and smiled as she threw it up into the air, caught it, and with great inspiration shouted OK!
The market was always full on Saturday, and Ten Ten found it a pain to walk through the stubborn crowds. She especially disliked hearing the shouts and cries of people bargaining for deals on shoes, rugs, and tables at the auction house. She couldn’t stand fast talkers, and every time she passed, she would cover her ears as the auctioneer would gleeful persuade his listeners into buying a most cheep item for three times it’s worth. She swore he chanted to the devil!
She threw away the now eaten apples, and wiped the sweat off her forehead. In the corner of her eye, she caught a large group of men and women shouting insults and aggressions. Curiously, she made her way towards the crowd, wanting to see what was happening. She giggled; perhaps they had caught Konohamaru looting the 18+ store again.
Pushing her way through the crowd, she winced as she saw stones being thrown at a boy with yellow hair. Like sirens the crowds shouted at the boy.
“Stupid fox boy! You don’t even deserve the taste of my water!”
“I… offered to pay for it… even more than it’s worth.”
“It’s worth ten times as much as you…!”
Ten Ten gulped. She knew Naruto had never tasted pure water before. He was alone, and therefore he didn’t make much, only a couple of yen per week in fact. She sighed sadly; the boy couldn’t enjoy even the simple pleasures that she had all her life.
“NARUTO! There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you. You know we were supposed to meet with Neji and Lee today!” She screamed while grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the stinging crowd. She frowned. He looked pitiful.
“Wha…” Naruto spoke… confused.
With a sweet giggle, Ten Ten took him by the arm, passed him some water, and guided him toward the ramen shop. She would buy him lunch today.
After all, even Naruto deserved the simple pleasures of life.
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Ten Ten skipped through the marketplace with a half eaten apple in one hand. Taking a bite, she quickly made her way towards the local vegetable shop, where she would do her weekly shopping; for if she didn’t she knew she would be in big trouble. Satisfied with sweet taste of the apple, she took another one from her small shuriken bag (she hid it there, ‘cause if Guy found out he wouldn’t have been to happy) and smiled as she threw it up into the air, caught it, and with great inspiration shouted OK!
The market was always full on Saturday, and Ten Ten found it a pain to walk through the stubborn crowds. She especially disliked hearing the shouts and cries of people bargaining for deals on shoes, rugs, and tables at the auction house. She couldn’t stand fast talkers, and every time she passed, she would cover her ears as the auctioneer would gleeful persuade his listeners into buying a most cheep item for three times it’s worth. She swore he chanted to the devil!
She threw away the now eaten apples, and wiped the sweat off her forehead. In the corner of her eye, she caught a large group of men and women shouting insults and aggressions. Curiously, she made her way towards the crowd, wanting to see what was happening. She giggled; perhaps they had caught Konohamaru looting the 18+ store again.
Pushing her way through the crowd, she winced as she saw stones being thrown at a boy with yellow hair. Like sirens the crowds shouted at the boy.
“Stupid fox boy! You don’t even deserve the taste of my water!”
“I… offered to pay for it… even more than it’s worth.”
“It’s worth ten times as much as you…!”
Ten Ten gulped. She knew Naruto had never tasted pure water before. He was alone, and therefore he didn’t make much, only a couple of yen per week in fact. She sighed sadly; the boy couldn’t enjoy even the simple pleasures that she had all her life.
“NARUTO! There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you. You know we were supposed to meet with Neji and Lee today!” She screamed while grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the stinging crowd. She frowned. He looked pitiful.
“Wha…” Naruto spoke… confused.
With a sweet giggle, Ten Ten took him by the arm, passed him some water, and guided him toward the ramen shop. She would buy him lunch today.
After all, even Naruto deserved the simple pleasures of life.
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Yay! I loved that! Keep it up! You know I am waiting for more!
Yay!! Another one!
Poor Naruto...
Poor Naruto...
Hey guys, thanks for you comments! Anyways I tried hard on this one.
Theme 3 – Life is happier when you’re here
Brown hair waved in the wind as a pair of dark eyes stared at a young boy who was eating ramen. The shop, as usual, was full of business; people speaking to members of each of their individual parties while paying no attention to how stupid they acted and how clueless they where to their troubles of life. Full of business and yet there she sat looking at the boy as if she had nothing to do, which was apparently wrong because she had been ignoring the orders of her father, yet still smiled anyway.
The night was cool, and spontaneous blasts of wind could be heard outside the curtains that held the small ramen shop together. Inside it was warm. The perfect temperature, after all, service was the name of the game for the Ichiraku Ramen Shop. A few bulbs provided the light for the shop; therefore, the illumination they received was neither to little or largely overpowering.
She stood, arm on the table with the palm of her hand supporting her chin, watching the boy carefully. He slurped from the bowl, just as he always did, and as usual, a small stream of fluid rolled down his mouth to his chin and dripped onto his clothes. She couldn’t help but giggle; just a small giggle, but nevertheless, a giggle; soon after, she just smiled and looked some more.
“What?” queried Naruto, “Is there something on my face?”
“No!” she said, quite startled that he had noticed her staring, “It’s not that…” she assured.
“Then what?”
With a small clatter Ayame pushed herself up, walked to her father and whispered a request into his ear. Her father, with great amusement began cooking a few seconds later, and Ayame was back, once again, staring at Naruto. The same simple stare, sweet and kind.
Naruto looked at her with deep confusion, “Well?”
“Huh?”
“You never answered…”
With a smile, she heard her father’s call, and rose excitedly marching towards him to grab what was a bowl of ramen. She returned just as quickly as she came, holding the bowl while still smiling. The heat rose from the bowl, and the wind carried the sweet aroma across the whole shop. She turned to look at him once more, but frowned. He looked sad…
“Am I that scary?”
“What?”
“You’re an honest person. Am I that scary?” he scoffed, “Am I that scary? I try not to be.” He sighed looking away from the girl.
“It’s not that, Naruto-kun,” She replied hastily, “It’s just that this shop is a lot happier when you here with it.” With a sweet giggle, she kissed him on the cheek, handed him the bowl of ramen, and said, “It’s on the house… just for you. Enjoy!”
So he would…
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Theme 3 – Life is happier when you’re here
Brown hair waved in the wind as a pair of dark eyes stared at a young boy who was eating ramen. The shop, as usual, was full of business; people speaking to members of each of their individual parties while paying no attention to how stupid they acted and how clueless they where to their troubles of life. Full of business and yet there she sat looking at the boy as if she had nothing to do, which was apparently wrong because she had been ignoring the orders of her father, yet still smiled anyway.
The night was cool, and spontaneous blasts of wind could be heard outside the curtains that held the small ramen shop together. Inside it was warm. The perfect temperature, after all, service was the name of the game for the Ichiraku Ramen Shop. A few bulbs provided the light for the shop; therefore, the illumination they received was neither to little or largely overpowering.
She stood, arm on the table with the palm of her hand supporting her chin, watching the boy carefully. He slurped from the bowl, just as he always did, and as usual, a small stream of fluid rolled down his mouth to his chin and dripped onto his clothes. She couldn’t help but giggle; just a small giggle, but nevertheless, a giggle; soon after, she just smiled and looked some more.
“What?” queried Naruto, “Is there something on my face?”
“No!” she said, quite startled that he had noticed her staring, “It’s not that…” she assured.
“Then what?”
With a small clatter Ayame pushed herself up, walked to her father and whispered a request into his ear. Her father, with great amusement began cooking a few seconds later, and Ayame was back, once again, staring at Naruto. The same simple stare, sweet and kind.
Naruto looked at her with deep confusion, “Well?”
“Huh?”
“You never answered…”
With a smile, she heard her father’s call, and rose excitedly marching towards him to grab what was a bowl of ramen. She returned just as quickly as she came, holding the bowl while still smiling. The heat rose from the bowl, and the wind carried the sweet aroma across the whole shop. She turned to look at him once more, but frowned. He looked sad…
“Am I that scary?”
“What?”
“You’re an honest person. Am I that scary?” he scoffed, “Am I that scary? I try not to be.” He sighed looking away from the girl.
“It’s not that, Naruto-kun,” She replied hastily, “It’s just that this shop is a lot happier when you here with it.” With a sweet giggle, she kissed him on the cheek, handed him the bowl of ramen, and said, “It’s on the house… just for you. Enjoy!”
So he would…
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Yay! I'm so glad someone likes to write Naruto fics! I'm so lost without new chapters! This is my only naruto thing left!
I'm glad too!
More more more! I am in love wih Naruto! Come on write more for me!
More more more! I am in love wih Naruto! Come on write more for me!
Theme 4 – What’s it like?
“What’s it like Naruto?” questioned Ino. The girl with long blonde hair who wore purple attire peered at the boy with great curiosity. Amused by the swing, the one Naruto rode, and its gentle forward and backward rocking, she sat down on the bench. The day was cool, for the rain had just stopped pouring. Naruto was soaked. He had no umbrella; she did however.
She was comfortable, and it seemed she had no regrets for the words that just came out of her mouth. Which was kind of odd; for just a few months ago she would have ignored him as usual. However, the months that she did spend with him had taught her the complexity of Naruto’s own person. Haunted, disowned, mocked for crimes he did not commit, and yet still happy. She couldn’t understand.
“What exactly?” Naruto questioned. The mud stuck to the boy’s sandals making them feel heavy. Taking them off, Naruto pranced around in the mud like a child, something that made the girl watching him smile. What made him that strong? What made him make odd sculptures of mud? Or what made him jump in the rain that had once again begun falling. It seemed he didn’t even care.
Naruto was an odd person; but odd in situations was good. It meant different. Difference is something everyone wants. People pay more for difference. Whether it be clothes, food, or even toys. The difference of a person even more special; and because of that, the term Unique is born.
A simple word, unique, but so hard to find. People wonder what there unique quality is. It’s ironic, because what is unique about a person is usually right in front of them, and yet they still miss it. A unique style, a unique taste, or even a unique smile, every person has something that is unique, and Ino felt sorrow for just how unique Naruto was.
“The… thing inside”
“Oh…” Naruto stopped his stomping in the rain, and with, it seemed, no energy, returned to his swing. “It feels…”
“You don’t have to answer.”
“It fells like he wants to devour me. He eats from the inside. Slowly… he takes from me my sanity, and builds me with hate. From what I become, from whom I am, from what I do, from how I look,” Water fell from his eyes, “From whom I’m with, from what I want.” He looked at Ino with selfish tears, “I want it to stop! I really do! Everything I am is a fake. I’m dangerous; not kind. I’m afraid; not brave. I’m weak; not strong. It’s because… of it.”
Ino lifted herself from the bench at which she sat. Ignoring the rain, ignoring the mud, and ignoring her own tears she clasped Naruto in her arms, hugging him tightly. “As long as you fight it, Naruto, you strong enough for me.”
“It’s so hard…” He moaned. His emotions had taken control for what seemed like the first time in his life.
But…
She wasn’t scared…
She was a shoulder he could cry on…
And that's what it was like...
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“What’s it like Naruto?” questioned Ino. The girl with long blonde hair who wore purple attire peered at the boy with great curiosity. Amused by the swing, the one Naruto rode, and its gentle forward and backward rocking, she sat down on the bench. The day was cool, for the rain had just stopped pouring. Naruto was soaked. He had no umbrella; she did however.
She was comfortable, and it seemed she had no regrets for the words that just came out of her mouth. Which was kind of odd; for just a few months ago she would have ignored him as usual. However, the months that she did spend with him had taught her the complexity of Naruto’s own person. Haunted, disowned, mocked for crimes he did not commit, and yet still happy. She couldn’t understand.
“What exactly?” Naruto questioned. The mud stuck to the boy’s sandals making them feel heavy. Taking them off, Naruto pranced around in the mud like a child, something that made the girl watching him smile. What made him that strong? What made him make odd sculptures of mud? Or what made him jump in the rain that had once again begun falling. It seemed he didn’t even care.
Naruto was an odd person; but odd in situations was good. It meant different. Difference is something everyone wants. People pay more for difference. Whether it be clothes, food, or even toys. The difference of a person even more special; and because of that, the term Unique is born.
A simple word, unique, but so hard to find. People wonder what there unique quality is. It’s ironic, because what is unique about a person is usually right in front of them, and yet they still miss it. A unique style, a unique taste, or even a unique smile, every person has something that is unique, and Ino felt sorrow for just how unique Naruto was.
“The… thing inside”
“Oh…” Naruto stopped his stomping in the rain, and with, it seemed, no energy, returned to his swing. “It feels…”
“You don’t have to answer.”
“It fells like he wants to devour me. He eats from the inside. Slowly… he takes from me my sanity, and builds me with hate. From what I become, from whom I am, from what I do, from how I look,” Water fell from his eyes, “From whom I’m with, from what I want.” He looked at Ino with selfish tears, “I want it to stop! I really do! Everything I am is a fake. I’m dangerous; not kind. I’m afraid; not brave. I’m weak; not strong. It’s because… of it.”
Ino lifted herself from the bench at which she sat. Ignoring the rain, ignoring the mud, and ignoring her own tears she clasped Naruto in her arms, hugging him tightly. “As long as you fight it, Naruto, you strong enough for me.”
“It’s so hard…” He moaned. His emotions had taken control for what seemed like the first time in his life.
But…
She wasn’t scared…
She was a shoulder he could cry on…
And that's what it was like...
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Thats So Sweet~ but Ino and Ten Ten rele dosent do that to Naruto... BUT ohh wellz 
iur fanfic is so good ^^ and FINALLY someone made one!
*and is that a pic of Naruto on ur avatar or some1 else?*
iur fanfic is so good ^^ and FINALLY someone made one!
*and is that a pic of Naruto on ur avatar or some1 else?*
Narutoites unite!
true true
Where's the next piece! I'm hungry for well written fiction by Morgri!
Hurry up hun! I know you are stuck! But hurry up! *Grins*
Theme 5 – Training and Memories
He was gone. That darn Sasuke! However, what Naruto hated the most about it was… that he, with the insane power that the kyuubi provided, never managed to beat him, and even worse, still never managed to even scratch his forehead. This bothered Naruto very much; which is why he stood, since morning, throwing kunai towards a bare tree… with fury.
The day was quickly fading. The sky’s blue changed into a blend of purple and orange while the sun seemed to quickly travel to the far side of the world. Sweat, like a snake, slid down Naruto’s face as he picked up two kunai. He launched one straight, and then launched the second one towards the first, at a faster pace, and knocked it towards a different direction in which his primary target was.
He thought. He hated Sasuke. He hated everything Sasuke was. He hated everything Sasuke wanted to be, and he hated everything Sasuke would probably amount to in the future… but, Sasuke was still stronger, and Naruto couldn’t figure out why. Was it talent? Maybe, Naruto didn’t know if his parents had talent. Was it just that he hadn’t practiced enough? Maybe no real motivation, or just maybe he wasn’t good enough.
The thought plagued Naruto. Not good enough? No! He practiced! Too much!
Naruto made his way towards the first kunai, which was implanted in the target. He smiled… a little. Sasuke had used that same move on him, and finally, Naruto had mastered it, but that only made him question a little more. How much better was Sasuke really? The boy might have mastered throwing six or maybe seven – well who knows how many!
Naruto took the kunai, smashing it back and forth into the target. “Sasuke!” he scowled, “Sasuke!” he screamed. He felt helpless. He felt as if he wasn’t good enough… in anything! His grades were worse, his taijutsu was worse, and his charm was worse. Ha! Figured. “Sasuke! I… I hate… you!” he moaned as a couple tears fell from his eyes, “Can’t I be better then you in anything?”
“You are!”
“Huh?”
Naruto felt a pair of arms surround him, and a body pressed to him soflty. “I miss Sasuke,” A girl whispered softly into his ears, “But… the longer and longer you were away… the more frightened I got that you wouldn’t return.”
“But…”
“No But’s Naruto, If I said it… how can there be a but? Now let’s go home.”
And so they did.
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Not the best, but'll do
He was gone. That darn Sasuke! However, what Naruto hated the most about it was… that he, with the insane power that the kyuubi provided, never managed to beat him, and even worse, still never managed to even scratch his forehead. This bothered Naruto very much; which is why he stood, since morning, throwing kunai towards a bare tree… with fury.
The day was quickly fading. The sky’s blue changed into a blend of purple and orange while the sun seemed to quickly travel to the far side of the world. Sweat, like a snake, slid down Naruto’s face as he picked up two kunai. He launched one straight, and then launched the second one towards the first, at a faster pace, and knocked it towards a different direction in which his primary target was.
He thought. He hated Sasuke. He hated everything Sasuke was. He hated everything Sasuke wanted to be, and he hated everything Sasuke would probably amount to in the future… but, Sasuke was still stronger, and Naruto couldn’t figure out why. Was it talent? Maybe, Naruto didn’t know if his parents had talent. Was it just that he hadn’t practiced enough? Maybe no real motivation, or just maybe he wasn’t good enough.
The thought plagued Naruto. Not good enough? No! He practiced! Too much!
Naruto made his way towards the first kunai, which was implanted in the target. He smiled… a little. Sasuke had used that same move on him, and finally, Naruto had mastered it, but that only made him question a little more. How much better was Sasuke really? The boy might have mastered throwing six or maybe seven – well who knows how many!
Naruto took the kunai, smashing it back and forth into the target. “Sasuke!” he scowled, “Sasuke!” he screamed. He felt helpless. He felt as if he wasn’t good enough… in anything! His grades were worse, his taijutsu was worse, and his charm was worse. Ha! Figured. “Sasuke! I… I hate… you!” he moaned as a couple tears fell from his eyes, “Can’t I be better then you in anything?”
“You are!”
“Huh?”
Naruto felt a pair of arms surround him, and a body pressed to him soflty. “I miss Sasuke,” A girl whispered softly into his ears, “But… the longer and longer you were away… the more frightened I got that you wouldn’t return.”
“But…”
“No But’s Naruto, If I said it… how can there be a but? Now let’s go home.”
And so they did.
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Not the best, but'll do
Yay! Naruto and Sakura! I love this topic!
i wonder who the girl is... might be saukra but theres a whole heap of suske fans... it could be ne1!
YaY Morgri!!!
^^ funny siggie
will be waiting for more!
YaY Morgri!!!
^^ funny siggie
will be waiting for more!
Yay!
Yay!
.........Yay?
Where's the next theme? Morgri don't leave us hanging! Ahh....Energy fading!.....Need......Naruto!!!!
Yay!
.........Yay?
Where's the next theme? Morgri don't leave us hanging! Ahh....Energy fading!.....Need......Naruto!!!!
unfort, I don't have alot of free time right now, but rest assured more will come
okz, i dont mind waiting, but ill be ready for your next post!
Foolmetal-alchemist-dw,dw will get Naruto RiGhT after Morgri has less time so be patient! it will come
Foolmetal-alchemist-dw,dw will get Naruto RiGhT after Morgri has less time
so be patient! it will come
Hehe, a quicky, I like Naruino, so I made one
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Theme 7 – Selfishness…
“Am I selfish?” pondered the yellow haired boy who usually was seen alone wondering the village. Not today though. Today Naruto sprawled on the green grass below him, which happened to be in one of the most serene places the village had, talking to himself sincerely. Today is wasn’t about becoming Hokage, or some masterful ninja that would someday gain recognition. Today was just pondering the facts of life.
It was weird, he thought. How the simplest question could have the hardest answers. Am I selfish? What’s my purpose? Why am I here? Why do I exist? All the questions, while similar, were just four words, yet these simple questions puzzled scientist from ages before. Why were these questions so hard? What made them different from other questions? He didn’t know…
And that scared him.
“I don’t know!” He sighed, “I want to have friends, I want help people, I want family, I want people to recognize me, I want to be the best. Want want want, is that all I think about?” After all, Naruto knew selfishness was bad. He heard adults speaking about all the time; criticizing their kids for not sharing and such.
“Am I?” The whole thought returned to the answer of “I don’t know.” He was supposed to be strong. He was supposed to know this stuff, but this question… he couldn’t answer. Bad Good Bad Good… which one was right? Was it necessarily wrong to be selfish? Was it wrong to want a family all for himself? Was it wrong to want friends for himself, or was it wrong that he wanted recognition? Or… maybe… that was the why he was alone in the first place. The parents hated him because of his want; therefore, they would not let there friends play with, talk to him, or befriend him.
Was it always this hard for an eight year old? “What should I do…? What…?” he was confused. He was concerned. He was alone. There was nobody to help him solve his questions. That alone didn’t help at all.
“What should I do!” He screamed, his childish side taking control of him.
“Just be yourself, no, Naruto?”
He jumped startled. “H-how long have you been here!” people never really where around him.
“Enough time,” A girl skipped towards a lily right beside him. Picking it up she put it in her hair began dancing around the boy. “Ssssshhh!” She had placed her finger to her lips when she made the sound, “I sneaked up here to be with you.”
“Why?”
“You wanted a friend didn’t you?”
“Yeah, but… I don’t want you to get in trouble… that’s just being… selfish, no?”
“Hmmp! I don’t think this counts!” The girl moaned. “Ne, look at this flower, isn’t it pretty?” The girl quiered.
“Yuck, I’m a guy, I don’t like flowers!”
“I know you like this one!” She shoved it into his eye.
He began to laugh.
“What!”
“I was just thinking… maybe being selfish this one time… won’t hurt.”
“Of course not!” The girl punched his arm, “INO won’t hear Naruto’s complaining about being selfish, I’m not leaving!” she revealed her name on purpose, flashing a perky smile to her new found friend.
“Well then suit yourself! If you get in trouble it’s your fault!” He warned, but smiled back. He then turned his eyes back towards the blue sky. Feeling Ino’s aura lying beside him, he enjoyed the moment. “Ino…” he knew this moment… would be one he would never forget.
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Hope is was enjoyable.
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Theme 7 – Selfishness…
“Am I selfish?” pondered the yellow haired boy who usually was seen alone wondering the village. Not today though. Today Naruto sprawled on the green grass below him, which happened to be in one of the most serene places the village had, talking to himself sincerely. Today is wasn’t about becoming Hokage, or some masterful ninja that would someday gain recognition. Today was just pondering the facts of life.
It was weird, he thought. How the simplest question could have the hardest answers. Am I selfish? What’s my purpose? Why am I here? Why do I exist? All the questions, while similar, were just four words, yet these simple questions puzzled scientist from ages before. Why were these questions so hard? What made them different from other questions? He didn’t know…
And that scared him.
“I don’t know!” He sighed, “I want to have friends, I want help people, I want family, I want people to recognize me, I want to be the best. Want want want, is that all I think about?” After all, Naruto knew selfishness was bad. He heard adults speaking about all the time; criticizing their kids for not sharing and such.
“Am I?” The whole thought returned to the answer of “I don’t know.” He was supposed to be strong. He was supposed to know this stuff, but this question… he couldn’t answer. Bad Good Bad Good… which one was right? Was it necessarily wrong to be selfish? Was it wrong to want a family all for himself? Was it wrong to want friends for himself, or was it wrong that he wanted recognition? Or… maybe… that was the why he was alone in the first place. The parents hated him because of his want; therefore, they would not let there friends play with, talk to him, or befriend him.
Was it always this hard for an eight year old? “What should I do…? What…?” he was confused. He was concerned. He was alone. There was nobody to help him solve his questions. That alone didn’t help at all.
“What should I do!” He screamed, his childish side taking control of him.
“Just be yourself, no, Naruto?”
He jumped startled. “H-how long have you been here!” people never really where around him.
“Enough time,” A girl skipped towards a lily right beside him. Picking it up she put it in her hair began dancing around the boy. “Ssssshhh!” She had placed her finger to her lips when she made the sound, “I sneaked up here to be with you.”
“Why?”
“You wanted a friend didn’t you?”
“Yeah, but… I don’t want you to get in trouble… that’s just being… selfish, no?”
“Hmmp! I don’t think this counts!” The girl moaned. “Ne, look at this flower, isn’t it pretty?” The girl quiered.
“Yuck, I’m a guy, I don’t like flowers!”
“I know you like this one!” She shoved it into his eye.
He began to laugh.
“What!”
“I was just thinking… maybe being selfish this one time… won’t hurt.”
“Of course not!” The girl punched his arm, “INO won’t hear Naruto’s complaining about being selfish, I’m not leaving!” she revealed her name on purpose, flashing a perky smile to her new found friend.
“Well then suit yourself! If you get in trouble it’s your fault!” He warned, but smiled back. He then turned his eyes back towards the blue sky. Feeling Ino’s aura lying beside him, he enjoyed the moment. “Ino…” he knew this moment… would be one he would never forget.
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Hope is was enjoyable.
ohh yes, very enjoyable!
but one question.... wheres all the fighting ninja style things? maybe you should add that in to make it better, but still even if u dont, its still gonna be good
ohh and maybe put Gaara or Sasukes life story in? dont have to!
but one question.... wheres all the fighting ninja style things? maybe you should add that in to make it better, but still even if u dont, its still gonna be good
ohh and maybe put Gaara or Sasukes life story in? dont have to!
I AM SO STUPID! I didn't know you updated! *Silly me!* They are all wonderful as usual. Have you seen all of Naruto's current episodes? *LOVES NARUTO TO DEATH*
Pleasy-wheesy!
write one with sasuke and sakura!!!!!
heehee
make sasuke ask sakura out.(although i know it would never happen)
PPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEEE!!!!!????
write one with sasuke and sakura!!!!!
heehee
make sasuke ask sakura out.(although i know it would never happen)
PPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEEE!!!!!????
dammit! 
i hate u!!!!
why is it that where ever i go, you fricken go?????!!!!!
and u keep insulting me you stupid bitchy...girl!!!!
u are a girl right? oh, well, what do i care
ur a fricken stalker!!!!
stop following me!!!!
just stop.
i hate u!!!!
why is it that where ever i go, you fricken go?????!!!!!
and u keep insulting me you stupid bitchy...girl!!!!
u are a girl right? oh, well, what do i care
ur a fricken stalker!!!!
stop following me!!!!
just stop.
...
ok, um can you do ur fight in another topic??? thank-you
ok, um can you do ur fight in another topic??? thank-you
QUOTE(Todlich @ May 31 2005, 02:44 PM)
Pleasy-wheesy!
write one with sasuke and sakura!!!!!
heehee
make sasuke ask sakura out.(although i know it would never happen)
PPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEEE!!!!!????
write one with sasuke and sakura!!!!!
heehee
make sasuke ask sakura out.(although i know it would never happen)
PPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEEE!!!!!????
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Huh? I'm confused on this... did I do something? I'm a boy the way, if that was directed towards me anyway.
Why are unregistered people fighting in this topic? Did this topic change?
true true... thats what i wanna know! 
Morgri- u didnt do anything! just fans who like ur work and suggesting some thing (first unregestered post) but the 2nd one i think is just talking to the 1st unregestered guy... confusing... YeS
Morgri- u didnt do anything! just fans who like ur work and suggesting some thing (first unregestered post) but the 2nd one i think is just talking to the 1st unregestered guy... confusing... YeS
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