Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, and that's actually a good thing, because I'd totally mess it up! Also, I don't own Limp Bizkit or Behind Blue Eyes (technically they don't either, it was originally done by the Who).

-Okay, this is my first song fic, and there are long paragraphs between the lyrics, also, if someone else has used this song, sorry, but it's just too good, I mean come on, it practically IS Naruto! Anyhow, I hope you like this, it's rather depressing.

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Behind Blue Eyes:

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies

I wander down the street, my heart empty. I can't even rely on my usual mask of a loud-mouthed prankster to cover up all the pain. People throw hate filled glares my way as I pass. I just look down; I don't want to have to deal with them right now. I always hated this day, hated it so much. Because, today…is my birthday.

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

I walk past the Itchikaru, but for once I don't feel like ramen. I notice the others are all together, laughing and having fun. Even Sasuke-teme and Neji look happy… well… happier. I distantly hear the padding of feet behind me, but I don't care, it's probably some villager trying to throw something at me. I don't even have someone to love, like Shikamaru, Neji, and Sasuke, they have Ino, Tenten, and Sakura (in that order), but what do I have? Nothing. Not that I'd want to have someone, they'd only get hurt, after all, dating the demon Kyuubi? No, I wouldn't wish that on anyone I care about.

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

It's just not fair! Why did the damn fourth hokage have to choose me? Why not some other kid? It's hard enough not having parents, but not even having someone to pity you, to grant you your existence, it sucks. I can still hear those padding feet, but screw it, I'm almost at the bridge, and they'll probably be happy to see me dead. They don't give a damn about me, so why would they care; there will probably be a festival just for this day, ironic that it'd be on my birthday. Still, after this, I'll never have to worry about that mask, or about the glares. I'll die, and I'll take the Kyuubi with me, I'll protect these villagers, even if they wouldn't protect me.

No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies

When I was little, I thought all of this was because I didn't have parents, and because I wasn't the strongest, or the smartest. I was wrong, Mizuki taught me that. It made sense, of course, after he told me. The cruelty of the villagers, the people who hit me, yelled at me. Being kicked out of stores, being put down by my classmates. They didn't know of course, but their parents did, damn villagers probably told them not to talk to me. Whoever's behind me sure is persistent, that stupid padding is getting on my nerves. Why can't they just leave me alone? I might be able to handle all this shit if they weren't so damn determined to make my life hell.

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

I made it to the bridge, and looked down at the water below. It was peaceful and deep. Despite everything, I felt calmer. I pulled myself up onto the railing, and swung my legs over. The bridge was just high enough, the only bridge high enough for this in all of Konoha. I heard that same padding behind me, its pace faster now. I began to push off, when a voice stopped me.

"Naruto-kun, DON'T!" I turned in surprise to see Hinata-chan, running towards me. "Naruto, don't do that! You never give up, why are you giving up now?" I noticed the tears clinging to her eyelashes, and streaming down her cheeks. She was crying for me?

"Gomen Hinata-chan, but it's better for Konoha." I replied, my normally loud voice for once, quiet and soft. I watched in surprise as her expression hardened to one of pure determination.

"Fine." She said, and to my horror, she climbed up onto the railing with me. "If you're going to go, than so am I."

"Hinata-chan, no, you have a life to live, you aren't…hated." I finished in a whisper. Hinata-chan let out a small, bitter laugh.

"Not hated? I'm the weakest Hyuuga in history, my father would give anything to disown me, and I'd give anything to give him that chance. Gomen, but Naruto, you aren't hated by everyone." Her tears had started again, and her fists clenched as she bravely looked up to meet my eyes.

"Yeah, who doesn't hate me?"

"Me."

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.

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A/N: Okay, I'm reposting this because it was taken off Fanfiction because it was a song fic. I'm hoping that by including the song in the disclaimer they will let it stay up. Hope you liked it, and please REVIEW. By the way, doesn't this song just scream "Naruto" ?