A/N: Okay, this is my second fanfiction, but I'm still working on the first one. This isn't supposed to be AMAZING. It's just something I started writing because I was bored. If you don't like it, I don't mind if you complain. It doesn't really follow the plot completely, and there may be some misspelled words. If you do read this, I would appreciate if you told me what needs improving. Thank you! :D

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"Stop right there." A cool voice said behind me, I felt sharp cold metal press against my throat menacingly.

"Sasuke." I said formally, "It didn't take you very long."

He was silent. I waited for him to respond.

"I wouldn't be talking that way." a shrill voice that probably belonged to Karin said, "You're about to die."

"I know that." I sighed, "I'm just worried about Naruto."

Karin snorted, "You're a freak!" she sneered.

"Go ahead." I smiled wryly, "Kill me then."

I waited a bit longer. The seconds that passed felt like hours.

Something hard slammed up against my head with a loud thunk, knocking me unconsious. So they weren't even going to let me be awake when I was dying. I wondered if Naruto was alright, Akatsuki was probably after him. After all, we had been the only jinchuriki left.

I had known Sasuke ever since we were gennin. I had been the only girl who wasn't one of his many adoring fans. My mother had died when I was born, and my father was a power-crazed fool. I became an orphan when our villiage was attacked by one of the neighboring clans. It was only to be expected. We were all idiots.

It was raining. I could hear the muffled screams of my villiage outside of my prison. I wondered if I would starve to death. I couldn't care less about my clan. They only needed me as a weapon.

I was a monster. Maybe I would see my mother in heaven. I would like that.

"Is someone in there?" a kind voice asked.

"Yes." I croaked, I hadn't been fed in days. They had already been trying to starve me to death. My father had no use for me anymore.

"You're only a child." It was an old man, who had come to take refuge in the cramped hole that had been my home for years.

I grimaced, "I'm a monster."

The man nodded in understanding, he didn't seem to be afraid.

"I have some chakra left." he seemed to be debating with himself, "You should stand back."

I crawled to the very corner, and shut my eyes. Maybe he was going to kill me, not make me have to go through any pain. I wouldn't mind that.

The thick metal bars suddenly bended, creating a small hole. He was setting me free.

"Thank you." I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.

"I'm glad I can do something right before I die." the man replied.

"Wait." I said, "We have to get out of here!"
His eyes were already closed. Tears pooled in my eyes. It was the first time that I had ever cried for someone. The only person that had bothered to treat me like a human was dead. A kunai knife was stiking out of his chest. His blood was now pooling on the floor.

I stood in silence for a moment.

A piercing scream interrupted my prayers. If I didn't get out soon, I would die.

A few weeks later, a kind woman named Hana found me starving in the forest. She was kind to me; I was fed regularly, instead of when someone got around to it. For the first time in my life, I was actually happy. She didn't have to do that for me.

So I wasn't surprised when I became another outcast in another villiage.

"Look at her hair! It's hidious!" one of the more popular girls my age said.

"She's a freak!" Another taunted.

Somehow, I ended up on the ground, the girls clawing at me and pulling out my hair.

"I bet her mother was a demon!" one shrieked, I was sure it was their leader.

Something welled in my chest. Anger, I realized.

The feeling grew, swelling into my throat. I could feel the anger throughout my body. In my veins.

Before I knew it, the girls were screamig in terror. Fleeing.

"She's a demon!"

"Monster!"

That night, a crowd gathered around Hana's small house.

"Get the monster out of our villiage!" They cried.

Once the crowd was gone, I left. Hana wouldn't miss me, I had ruined her life enough. She didn't deserve that.

A tear escaped, running down my cheek. I couldn't tell if it was day or night.

Naruto will be alright. I assured myself. Our efforts can't be in vain.

"Are you still there?" an unfamiliar voice said. Kisame walked into the room.

I ignored him.

"You'll be dead soon enough." he sneered, "We just have to capture your little friend."
I snorted, "The whole villiage would die before you get him."

He turned around and walked out of the cave -- fuming.

"What's your name?" A boy about my age asked.

"Yei." I said quietly.

"I'm Naruto Usumaki." he grinned, I wondered why he was being so kind. I was an outcast.

"Where am I?" I wondered, I had been walking for days. Searching for food.

"You're in Konoha!" he shouted. This kid was loud.

"I should go." I started walking in the opposite direction, maybe I would die of starvation.

"Where?" Naruto asked.

"I don't know." I admitted, turning back around to face him.

"You should come stay with me." he offered, "At least for the night."

The offer of sleeping on a surface with no bugs crawling around on me was too tempting.

"I can't do that." I said, "What would your parents think?"

He was silent for a moment. "I don't have any parents." he said softly.

"Neither do I." I said in spite of myself. We were alike in a way.

"Please stay." he begged, "Just for the night."
Ah. He was lonely.

I sighed, "Okay."
Naruto's face brightened up immediately, "Let's go get some ramen first, 'kay?"

My stomached growled loudly -- he took that as a yes.

And just like that, we had become friends.

"You should be hungry." Karin snickered from the other side of the cave.

"No. I've lost my apetite." I told her.

"We've almost got Naruto." she told me, probably bluffing. It had only been a few hours. It took days to get to Konoha.

"You're an idiot." I said, and then rested my head against the hard wall. I was weak from hunger.

She didn't have anything to say after that.

It had been six months since I had come to live in Konoha. Long enough. From what I knew of the viliage hidden in the Leaves, it was very peaceful. It didn't need me to disturb it.

That night, I waited until Naruto was asleep. It would be too hard to say goodbye.

The moon was a sliver that night, only enough light for me to navigate my way through the city. I could feel the warm salty tears cascading down my cheeks. This was odd. I hadn't cried since the night that I escaped. This was another sign that I should leave. I had grown too comfortable here.

Near the villiage gate however, I could hear two people talking.

"That Naruto Usumaki is a monster. I don't see how the third Hokage even puts up with him." an old lady hissed.

"We need to keep our children away." another woman agreed, "Everyone."

It was those words that convinced me to stay. Somehow, Naruto was an outcast. Just like me.

We needed each other.

Besides, I decided, I would leave if anything strange happened.