Hey, guys!

I just had this one in my head for quiet a while now and I kinda thought, maybe I could share it with you guys since I had some free time. Don't worry about my other fic, I already had the next chapter organized, I just need to write it down.

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A faint sound of muffled music echoed throughout a white plain room. Boot clad foot tapped lazily on the wooden floor while slender fingers drummed on the covered bed's side.

A young man in the age between 15 to 16 years old sat on his neatly cleaned bed; he often bobbed his head up and down as he listened to his favorite songs. Blonde silky hair swayed with his movement, Maya blue eyes hid themselves behind his closed eyelids, pale yet, healthy skin rested over his twitching muscles when the cold air occasionally hit his lean body. His name is Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze.

Years of neglect had finally led him to a life of uncaring what his family did to him or to themselves. A phrase that he once encountered as a child would always pop in his head when he sees the diamond perfect family that he was supposed to be connected to.

Someone has to sacrifice for others happiness.

A simple set of words that had a deep meaning to it. The message was simple and, of course, he could fully understand the message clearly since he, himself, is a genius. But sometime, he would wonder;

Is it really necessary for someone to sacrifice his or her happiness for the sake of others?

The question was never answered, as usual. He didn't bother to ask his family, he had long time given up on them ever giving him an answer to his questions; much less sparing him even little attention. The fact that he was left alone by his own flesh and blood was heartbreaking but that depressed feeling slowly went numb, like his heart.

At the first few years, he tried to understand what his parents had done. Since his brother did have that Kyuubi sealed inside him, he agreed that his brother really do need extra attention and his parents did promise that they would spend some time with each other. And the same excuse they would use is;

Just a few more minutes, son/sochi. Will be right with you.

He was happy with that, he would wait...and wait...and wait but they never showed up. The same excuse would be used if he tries again and like always, minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days, days turned into weeks but there was still no sign of his parents' intent to keeping their promise. He tried to understand, he really did but he couldn't help but feel sad and alone.

The next couple of years went the same; the excuse, the wait and the sadness at the end of the day. It was like a broken tape, playing over and over again. Something changed, though. No, it wasn't that they were giving him any attention, nowadays. Heavens, no. The excuse that they would use changed. Instead of the old one, they replaced it with;

Sorry, son/sochi. But Arashi needs to train the Fox's chakra. Or. Arashi needs more attention, he's special.

Naruto had gone deeper into sadness, he clearly knew why his brother, Arashi, was special but to ignore your own son not only in training but in parental love and support? Seriously, he always thought his parents were better than that but he guessed he was wrong. Years passed and attempts to catch or earn his parents' attention failed, Naruto begun to get tired of the same answers and excuses they would try to sell him, his mind started to register that his parent really wasn't going to try.

Don't fix something broken when it wants to stay broken.

That was something he learned in those few passing years, he started to ignore his family's actions like what they did to him. Naruto ceased his tries and started doing things on his own, he started reading and studying on how to write, he first read story books or children's book to exercise and train his mind then, he begun from basic ninja scrolls to advanced ones. Studies on human anatomy, medical and other jutsu scrolls and even animal classifications were already read and piled up in a corner of his room. Naruto could be considered a prodigy that is, if someone even spared him a glance.

The blonde boy trained in secret to make others underestimate him, he rather stayed indoors than outdoors, resulting for him to have such pale skin(he isn't as pale as the Uchihas or Sai but he's still pale compared to his family). He grew silent in and out of the compound, some would even assume he was a mute since he only communicates by nodding or shaking his and occasionally sign language, which was difficult to read since a lot of people don't know to read sign language, except for some shinobis.

Naruto sometimes, uses a notepad for communicating or a small chalkboard. In his first years in the academy, some of the teachers and students tried to make him talk or even ask if he is mute but all they would get is a 'Please go away' sentence on his chalkboard or notepad. Time passed and the pursuers slowly gave up, they got used to his to his awkward silence but they happen to slowly forget his presence. Even though, he was silent, Naruto wasn't completely anti-social. He talked or, rather, wrote to Shikamaru, Choji and Shino, from time to time, even though, he would only start up small talk.

The situation with his parents didn't go so good either, they were subconsciously avoiding him while Arashi was too oblivious to notice that he actually had a brother. The blonde stopped caring, ever so slowly but in the end, he just rapidly ignored them. Don't get him wrong, he doesn't hate his family but sure, doesn't give a damn on what they do. If they won't disturb him, everything for him will be fine.

For Naruto, a silent and lonely day is normal day while a day that he was forced to spend with his family is the Apocalypse.

He have no idea that his so-called Apocalypse will dawn on him very soon.