Nine Tales Of Naruto

A/N – Welcome to this new piece of fic-nic-ture XD This is in no way a related to 'Set Me Free' But yes, it was inspired by that story. I was surprised to see so many people liking the NaruKyuu (or, if you read Set Me Free; the 'NaruAka') pairing, so… I thought I'd make a new story just about them n.n

Just a very short nine-shot (yes, I know it's a terrible pun), and cause it's so short and I've already written most of it, it'll probably be finished before 'Set Me Free' XD

Nyeh, enjoy.

(Tale) Prologue (One)

He'll find solace in sleep, knowing she'll be waiting for him there. He'll remember her rusty eyes, curly locks of fiery-red hair, and eyes with pupils that have the same feline slit-shape his sometime possess. He'll only see her as a blur in consciousness, but falling back into sleep, he can see her again, and remember every contour about her, every strange facial feature she possesses.

In his eyes, he doesn't see the demon, but a woman. A beautiful one at that…

The villagers still hate him, because of her.

The villagers hate her, and so he never gets a chance to be himself. They'll just see her first.

But still, no amount of agony she inflicts upon him will make him hate her. Naruto is void of hate, knowing how painful that emotion is when its burdened onto his shoulders.

They are one in each other, the same. She is the demon, and he, the vessel. So inevitably, doesn't that make him a demon too? Doesn't that make him a demon just like the Kitsune locked inside of him? Because that's what everyone else says. That's what they all tell him, but he wont listen to that…not ever.

Surely if it's her fault…surely he should hate her, so why doesn't he?

Maybe at first, when he still couldn't comprehend the being inside him, maybe then he felt a pang of something that was near to disdain…when they first met. But hate…no, it was never hate…

He can't hate someone just like him, or it'd feel like he'd be going through life hating himself. And life was bitter when that little word would crop up so often, he saw it in Sasuke, in Neji, in Gaara, secretly….it resided in almost everyone, but he didn't want that word to be a part of him too.

So, if it wasn't hate…

Then what was it? This strange emotion that welled up in the crevices of his mind when the two of them met, for the first time and last, it was always there…so what was it?

This is the story of two beasts, two minds

Two beings that want to belong but never will.

These are Nine Tales Of Naruto.

From his beginning.

To his end.

And how she of all people coincides with this.

A/N I told you it was gonna be short. But nyeh, its only a prologue and there's still plenty to go, so stay tuned, and tell me what you think n.n

Ja ne for nows!