What Happened?

Chapter 1

What Happened?

Naruto sat in his room very early in the morning, going over what had just recently transpired. As far as he could remember, it was always like this. However, he never understood why things like this happened. Even if he did absolutely nothing on that particular day, he knew something, on some level, was going to happen. He never knew why, it just did.

Things always happened. The villagers would stare him down like he was the scum of the earth and needed to be destroyed. Some of them wouldn't even sell him groceries or any other basic items he needed for survival. The ones that did sell things to him, only sold him the absolute worst products, on top of that they were always rotten, broken, whatever the case may be the things were never in prime condition like everyone else got them. Food was always spoiled or had mold on it. Things like toothbrushes had broken and jagged handles and he would accidentally end up cutting his hand. The merchants that sold him clothes, if they could even be called that, were always torn and stained, clearly used for far longer than they were meant to. The crap apartment that he was forced to live in, "courtesy" of the Third Hokage, was the only one available. Every single thing that he had to get was sabotaged in some form or another.

On top of that, ever since he could remember, on certain nights a group of villagers, and sometimes ninja, would chase him down the streets of Konoha. They always caught him. Always.

When they did catch him, they would unmercifully beat him until he was within an inch of his life. Some would say things like "let's just kill him now and be done with it!"

"IF we killed him, we wouldn't be able to get him next time wouldn't we? Death is way too lenient for this demon. After everything he has done, he doesn't deserve the cold embrace of death!"

He never understood why things like this happened. However, he would take all of that over what had happened earlier tonight.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing happened.

He would take all of the beatings, all of the glares, all of the name calling, all of it, if he wouldn't be alone for just one night. For tonight was his birthday. October tenth, Naruto Uzumaki was now 20 years old.

He was briefly considered the hero of the 4th great shinobi war. People actually acknowledged him! The thing he had wanted most of his life, he had finally received!

Only for it to suddenly disappear one day, and it all went back to the way it had been for his entire life. Abused, neglected.

Alone.

All of his so called friends had just moved on. Everyone forgot about him. Like he just ceased to exist. Or rather, like he never existed at all. People went back to their families, resumed hanging out with their friends, or just simply moving on with life. This, adding onto what had happened earlier tonight, finally broke him.

(flashback, approximately 6 hours ago)

Naruto was walking down the streets of Konoha, finishing his last bowl of his favorite food. Things had progressively gotten worse for our young ninja, things going back to the way they used to be for him. All the glares, all the hate, everything. Granted, he was much older and was more than capable of putting the entire village in its place, but he was a loyal Konoha nin, he just couldn't bring himself to do something like that even if he wanted to. After a few months of this occurring, he decided to have some late night ramen.

"Nothing like a little bit of comfort food huh?" he said to himself.

About twenty minutes later and a full belly, he began his trek back to his apartment. About halfway there, he began to hear faint shuffles behind him. He was a ninja now, one who was a main force in ending the war, so he thought that no one would be dumb enough to even try to sneak up on him. Then the footsteps got closer and closer. He wasn't worried, but whatever this was now had his attention. He walked a few more steps and then suddenly, with a burst of speed befitting a jinchurriki, ran down the street and up on a side of one of the buildings. When he got to the top he stopped and turned around and looked down to see what exactly was going on.

Three villagers got together and spoke to each other, "damn it he got away! I didn't think he heard us"

"I told you we shouldn't have snuck on him! He's a ninja for crying out loud! Abut no, no one listens to me now do they!"

The third one, apparently the leader of the trio, spoke up next.

"That's enough of you two! Now, because you two idiots wouldn't shut the hell up and be quiet like I told you, the demon has gotten away!"

"Sorry boss", the first unnamed man said. "Do we give up the chase?"

The Boss Guy looked at him as if he were stupid. "Of course not dumbass. We get the demon and avenge our families that were lost to us during the Kyuubi attack! Now lets go!"

The three men kept looking in the general vicinity for about ten minutes, all the while Naruto was keeping an eye on the from the rooftops.

"Really? They're going back to all this crap again? Was me not saving them from Pain and the war not good enough or what?" he thought to himself.

Naruto left back to his apartment when the three men eventually left. When he finally got there, he saw his front door and front window had been broken into.

"Yep, just like the old days," he said aloud.

He walked up cautiously with a kunai in one hand and slowly pushed open the remains of the door. Walking into his home, he was ambushed by several ANBU ninja. He jumped back and immediately shouted "Hey! What the hell is wrong with you guys! I'm on your side jackass!"

One ANBU nin stepped forward, clearly the leader of the group.

"Naruto Uzumaki, you will come with us."

"Heh, yeah right. Who the hell are you anyway?"

The ANBU nin didn't answer him. It was then that Naruto realized that the supposedly anbu nins wore plain white masks, apparently linked to another group.

"Aaaahhhh, now I see. So, even with Danzo dead, you guys still do his dirty work?"

"Our instructions are ongoing until they are either completed or we are dead."

"Is that so? Well my dear boy, guess which one you are."

"Hey, it's the demon! Get him boys!"

Naruto turned around and saw not only the three that were chasing him earlier, but they had also brought what looked like at least ten other villagers with them as well, all of them carrying various weapons of their own choice.

"Looks like you are at a disadvantage, Uzumaki," the leader of the root patrol said. "If you surrender now, we will dispatch them for you."

"Disadvantage? Have you forgotten who you're talking to? Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

Ten clones popped out of the smoke surrounding them all.

"Take'em out boys!"

"Yeah! Lets go guys!"

All of the shadow clones rushed towards to root patrol. The root were good, almost on par with the anbu, but they forgot how fast he, and his clones, had become. Before they could move a muscle, two clones had attached themselves to each one of the root.

"Who is at a disadvantage now? Shadow Clone Kamikaze!"

A split second later, smoke and root patrol remains were all over his residence. The people outside were stunned at the brutality they had just witnessed. Naruto turned to them and said, "I don't know who you retards are, but if you think I'm gonna let you guys do anywhere close what you did all those years ago, I wont hesitate to hurt you. You have one chance to leave unscathed. Go, now."

The villagers that wanted to hurt the demon again just stood their ground, albeit shaking. One villager spoke aloud, "You killed my boy! My wife! I saw them dead under a building that you demolished demon! You will pay for my suffering!"

"Really? Is that why you are coming at me again? With that same, retarded excuse as before? LOOK AT ME YOU FOOL! DO I HAVE NINE TAILS! AM I A FOX! AM I A HUNDRED STORIES TALL! NO! OPEN YOU'RE DAMN EYES!ALL OF YOU!"

The villagers just stood there, staring at him like they had for years. Having enough, he said to them, "Tell you what. You want your demon? I'll give you your demon."

Naruto removed his shirt and channeled chakra, causing his seal to appear. He pointed at it, saying "You all see this seal? This is the actual cage holding the nine tails at bay. This seal is the key to opening and closing it. If I open it, guess what? Nine tails is here. If you kill me, guess what? Nine tails is here. If I'm alive or don't open the seal, nine tails stays inside. It's really that simple. But, you all want your demon soooo badly, so tell you what. Let me just open this seal and-"

"NOOO! Don't do that!" one of the villagers cried out.

"What," said Naruto," I thought you wanted your demon? So, I'm giving him to you."

Naruto turned his hand on the seal, and the villagers could visibly see the seal slowly turning clockwise. They began to shake in fear, and one man even went down on his knees and began begging, "please don't set it free! Protect us Naruto!"

What the hell? Thought Naruto. These guys were just trying to kill me, and now they are begging me? Man, these guys deserve to go.

Naruto turned his hand the other way, re-locking the seal, therefore holding the Kyuubi at bay once again. He looked up at the villagers with disdain, venom in his voice.

"Leave. Now. And if I ever, and I mean EVER, see you again, I will kill you on sight. Witnesses and consequences be damned. LEAVE!"

The villagers scrambled away like the cowards they were. He was scared though.

He wasn't scared that they were trying to kill him, no he could kill them all without them even knowing in a blink of an eye if he wanted to. No, what scared him is if things like this were going back to the way they were, would everything else just get worse? He didn't know if he could handle that kind of emotional and psychological trauma by himself all over again. So, instead of repairing his door and his window, he just walked inside, amidst all the gore from the previously alive root retards, and sat on his bed, and cried.

"why is this happening again? I SAVED them? Do I really have to be alone all over again? This sucks!" He got up and punched a hole in his wall, yelling out "I-AM-TIRED-OF-BEING-ALONE!"

He sat back down on his bed, still crying from his past pain that he had repressed in his mind for so long. He thought that all of that bullcrap was gone for good. But now that it was coming back in full force, what is he supposed to do?

A/N: Hey guys Rokusai here. Just so you know, this is my VERY FIRST fic ever. I've read a lot of them over the past year or so, and I just got inspired to make my own. I feel like I did pretty good for my first upload, but, I'm not the reader, you guys are! So, lemme know what you guys think! Roku out