[Contest]::A Life ::(Uzumaki)::(Naruto):: Without A Purpose ::[Entry]

"This has gone on for too long! I want it to end! Let me do something!"
"Don't jump to conclusions! Besides, your way too young! Now, please, perform your duties for today, Sorate-chan,"
I puffed my cheek and groaned loudly. I wasn't able to do anything here. Nothing. Absolutely zip. Nadda. Z-I-L-C-H.
Day and night, tired and scratched up people came to receive a classic bathe. Then, I served them with the upmost respect, no matter how horrid their distinct personality. Or odor.
The smell of wet and steam lingers on me, no matter how hard I scrub inside my own bathtub. A recreational priestess kimono is what I wear when I greet the customers, when I give the customers bath coins, when I let them leave..
But that's just all it is.
Boredom. Bordome. Boredom.
But, if I ever revealed Masuka-san to my true feelings, she'd be so scared.
Scared
Of
Me
Leaving
Her.
I can't break her heart. I can't be anything more than what she wants from me, nor anything less. But, I want to be someone great; someone powerful! Someone that can say, "Hey! I kick ass!" I just can't do that here.
Masuka-san wants me to run this bath house myself one day. Own it, and become a joyous wife and mother. Essentially, live a life of happiness and goody-goody-gumdrops.
But that heaven just isn't possible. It can't be, for it's actually physically impossible.
Still, no matter what my debate, she still obliges. And as soon as I see the care in her tired eyes; I see the love and hurt inside her soul, snd I just cannot refuse her anymore.
She's raised me, because my parents were Quote/Un-Quote lousy, un trustable, reckless terrorists. I was taken away from them by the leading Kage in our certain village and placed in the hands of my-
Grandma's
Cousin's
Friend.
The sweetest forty-year-old you'll ever meet.
Then there comes the fun part, our bath house is getting labeled as "haunted".
A few idiots when out into the forest in the middle of the night, were robbed, an killed. Those murderers found it humorous, and killed anyone who dared enter said forest. Which just so happens to be right in behind the bath house.
A mere 100 yards away from this little hut-of-a-spa.
So, I can some up my life in just a few simple words of transaction:
Boredom
Argumentative
Refusal (or Reciprocal)
Silence
and lastly,
Blood Sightings.
For when a customer is here, I'm silent, respectful, and completely obligated to tend to their needs. That is, when a customer ever shows up.
But the worst part is, I go into these horrifying depressed modes. They're these awful feelings of despise and worthlessness; all these terrible suicidal feelings.
And I can just feel that side of me taking over. I hate it, I despise it, and yet, I see it's the side that knows the most truth. Because honestly, what purpose does my life fulfill?
My parent's didn't give a flying shoot about me.
I work in an old, sweaty bath house.
I'm loved by one person.
I live in front of a haunted forest.
I'm just another person born in the world. I wasn't made for anything, I don't have anything special of a life. It's all just plain-jane stuff. It doesn't seem like much for me, and I don't mind taking this life for granted. Though I'm scared to die, I don't feel worthy on this Earth. I don't feel worthy of anything; I'm just a rag-child...
See, now it's happening. Gotta stay bitchy, it's the only thing keeping me alive. That, and the fact that I've been secretly ninja training. I'm terrible as hell though.
What to do, what to do..

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As I stomped off to my room, slamming the large paper door behind me, Masuka-san was writing a message to the Hidden Leaf.
A message about coming and investigating the murders, and to prove that this bath house, and the forest, was not haunted. Signing in desperate kanji , she wrapped it up, and instantly sent it by our bird. And as that bird screeched it's way up to the sky, and I heard it's indistinct call from my blankets, I instantly rose up and shot out of my room. After quickly questioning Masuka-san once again, I ran outside to stop the bird, but alas, , it was too late.
So all I could do was wait for some elite, high-class ninja we can't afford, to show up.
Which led to this day.
The average bell at the door, then average me going to answer it. I opened the door slightly.
"Good afternoon! I am-" I spoke with a cheery smile, and opened my eyes. The four stood in front of me.
My first observation was the only female, green eyes, pink hair, friendly smile beaming from her face. After, the tallest male, grey hair, face covered by a mask. Obviously the leader in this shananigen.
Third, the raven-haired boy who gave me an unfriendly scowl. I could see myself sensing his sour additudefrom miles away. The extremely dark eyes did most of the talking, really.
And lastly, the shortest, and probably the most approachable, blue-eyed-blonde, covered in orange. He had a spunky aura about him, which almost seemed to brighten up Sulky's terrifying face. To odden him up, black looking marks, whiskers even, scratched on his cheeks.
He, himself, was sparkly. I quickly pushed away my observing, remembering the mission, and preserved my normal sulking.
"Pardon me, and good afternoon! My name is Ussoutaru Sorete," I opened the door completely and bowed before them, "and welcome to the Shigemi no Take Bath House!"
I stuck my tounge out quickly at how cheery I sounded, and took it back. I hated my polite voice. I raised my top half up and tilted my body sideways, giving a greeting guesture.
"Please come in!" I smiled. They followed my lead inside, and I shut the door behind us. I found it in myself not to open it again and run.
I lead them to our front table, and let Masuka-san introduce herself. We all sat at a table, and Masuka-san and I bowed, this time on our feet. Placing our flat palms on our knees we greeted them once again.
"Your hospitality is really shocking," the leader spoke for the first time with a happy...eye. I smiled in return.
"So," I passed glances at the four of them, "What are your names?"
"I'm Haruno Sakura!" the friendly pink-hair spoke.
"Uzumaki Naruto, dattebayo! Nice 'ta meet 'cha!" My favorite spoke. I smiled greatly as the final "'cha" left his mouth.
"I am Hatake Kakashi."
We waited a few seconds, and all glanced at blackie sitting at the end. He looked up like no one had even addressed him.
"Uchiha Sasuke,"
I lowered my smile just a tad. I became really angry whenever I saw Uchiha. Translation: Not good.
"We thank you for coming here to investigate, Hatake-san, Haruno-san, Uzumaki-san, Uchiha-san. It's not relatively late, and the baths are still open. Would you like Sorete-chan to show you to your rooms?"
"That would be greatly appreciated," Hatake-san smile again. His friendliness caused me to breath happily. I could get along with 75% of my detective nin here.I quickly stood up and led them down the halls, until we came to the normal two-way intersection.
I turned around to face them, and raised my left hand to the left directional hallway, "Men are to the left," I switched hands, "And Women are to the right. Please enjoy your stay, and you may select your room."
"Unless you want me to show you them, too," I smiled, quickly correcting myself.
"No, I think we can handle it," Hatake-san pulled the two guys down the hall, and only Haruno-san and I were left.
She instantly got a sad look on her face, and spoke sweetly, "Ussoutaru-chan, do you mind coming into the baths with me? I'd be all alone because I'm the only girl here," she sulked.
"If you wish it!" I smiled with fake enthusiasm. I really didn't want to be in the smelly place, but Haruno's words were orders.
I led her down the halls, and we quickly changed in separate rooms. I led her from there into the baths, and she jumped in splashing me a bit.
I stepped in and sat on a rock in the very corner, the quicker to get out.
"I wonder if the guys will bathe too," she said while floating around the water, and I popped open one of my eyes.
"Probably not. Most young boys wouldn't enjoy a bath, because relaxing to them most likely boring," I said a bit prissily. Oh, how I knew the definition of boring, "But I can see Hatake-san bathing, though,"
She stopped swimming and looked at me, and we stared for quite a bit, "Your very smart, Ussoutaru-chan!"
I smiled awkwardly. I really wanted to get out.
"But it would be cool, if Sasuke-kun bathed," she smiled giddily, "My seductions would surely work in this situation!"
I wanted to slap my forehead. Love in a situation like this? She was cute, sure, but liking Uchaha? I've known him for twenty minutes, and I already dispise him.
"Do you have anyone you love, Ussoutaru-chan?" She asked this a bit more calmly, "Anyone special you want to protect?"
This caught me in my words. I stuttered in thoughts, and I concluded that I had never loved someone. Never.
I quickly jotted that down on my pathetic life list, and replied to her, "I love Masuka-san as a mother, and I would protect her, but I don't love any boy. Sorry to dissapoint you," I blushed in embarassment with a small smile.
"Well, don't worry, because you will. I promise!" She swam over to me and sat by me, than smiled, "I can see us becoming good friends! You can call me Sakura!"
I was taken a bit at her immediate first name usage, and slightly smiled, "Thank you, Sakura."
Please. Who would really love me in that situation? In my condition, I can only be loved by well...people who choose to. That's all.
Before I could think for too lone, Masuka-san came out into the baths and tried to interogate myself and Sakura more than Sakura had attempted. I could easily get away, and I did; I jumped out as quickly as I could and got dressed inside. Hurrying, I walked out of the room in a lazy huff.
That lazy huff causing me not to look around the corner, and I bumped into someone head-on. I stumbled back and jumped to attention.
"I'm very sorry! If your a new costumer I-" I looked at saw the bumptee's face. Uzumaki-san stood before me, and I could no longer speak.
His nose instantly cringed up and he put his hand in the air, "It's not what you think! I was just-"
Before I could, I instantly freaked out; to be frank, I was myself.
"Pervert!" I shouted and pointed a long index finger at him, "You were right beside the door! It's exactly like I think!"
"No, let me explain I just-" He tried to speak. I lost all control and whacked him on the top of his head gently, succumbing my power the best I could.
He stopped speaking, as I didn't hit him that hard. "Just go back to your room. I'll handle it," I sighed and he nodded loudly, and shot backwards out of the hallway.
I glared a bit down the hall to see that he was really gone and dashed to my room, sliding the door fiercly ehind me. I slid down to the floor, my back to the wall, feeling really exploited.
sighed deeply and ran my fingers through my bangs. Never once had a perv stepped foot in this place, and now that record was broken. I felt realyl bad for Sakura, if that's really what she works with every day. I hugged myself tightly through the slight insecurities and quickly stood up with a brave face.
But it was full-blown nighttime by now, and I quickly dressed for happy-fun sleep time. I laid on my by behind on my mat and sat with my legs crossed for a long time, just thinking. What if this really did die?
What if the murders just got worse, and we really did shut this place down? Where would Masuka-san go; where would I go? I sighed delightfully pulled my knees to my chest, unaware of how long I had really sat there.
Because right at that instant, I heard a tap at my door. I stood up and walked up to it, knowing instantly who it was. "Masuka-san , for the last time, I will not sleep in your room."
I opened the door to Uzumaki-san Oh," I said, knowing of the redness flash across my face, "Can I help you with something?"
He took a step back and was redder than myself, "I'm hear to apologize and I need to explain myself, dattebayo."
I placed my hands of my hips and frowned, "I am listening," but then I looked around, "Wait, Masuka-san will hear us in an instant. Follow me," and I dashed out of my room, easily stepping on the hardwood floor with ease. Uzumaki had quite the time following my steps to not creak, but we eventually made it to the front step.
I sighed deeply and sat on the wood, "Now, please, give me a proper explanation, not a sappy one."
"Well you see, um....it's Sakura-chan that I...I came to talk to Sakura-chan ," He managed to cough out after some serious stutter.
"You wanted to see Sakura-chan... naked?" I cringed my nose in disgust.
"No way, dattebayo! I came to...to try to impress her with something I learned a bit ago. I hadn't had a chance to see her, since we were rushed right off to here, dattebayo."
He explained with a proud face.
I smirked, "Impress her? You're not in love with dear Sakura-chan, are you?"
"Yes I am! I'm proud to admit anything; I'll never be embarrassed! 'Cause I'm Uzumaki Naruto, the greatest future-Hokage ever!"
"Hokage? That's what your after?" I was facintated with Uzumaki-san. His tactics were adorable, I don't see why Sakura-chan didn't like him back.
"Yeah! Once I become Hokage , everyone will respect me! And Sakura-chan will love me for sure!" He pointed his finger in my face, causing me to sit back, "I'll take care of every mission there is, dattebayo!"
I pushed his hand away, "Okay. I believe you." I turned to the outside plain and put my elbows on my knees, letting my hands droop through my legs. "You can go on back to bed, I need to stay out here."
"No, there's a question I have for you, dattebayo." I smirked widely.
"Okay, question away."
"What's with the perky additude, and then all of a sudden your sighing and depressed, dattebayo?" My eyes incresed a size.
"A bit deep, there, eh?" I raised an eyebrow and faced him. "I told you about me, so now I get a question, dattebayo!" He crossed his arms and smirked.
I sighed, "Sure. I'm not perky anymore because I'm just not perky. I have to be because it's my job for my gaurdian, Masuka-san. And the fact that our house is haunted doesn't help me."
"Okay, so why for your 'gaurdian'", then, dattebayo?" I sighed again.
"Because I'm all she has, and likewise for myself. The more I act like myself, the more scared she is of me leaving her to go someplace else. So, it pounds me into my perky other."
"But if you want to leave, it's your decision. It's not her's, dattebayo." I creased my eyebrows, "Aren't you going a little too far with this?"
He just stared at me. Stared and stared, piercingme with his eyes, forcing me to want to release everything. The weirdest emotion I've ever experienced, just happened right then and there.
"It's because...she took me when my parents refused to. She offered to raise me and shape me, when my own birth mother refused to take care of me; picking disownment and crime over me. So I want to make the best out of my useless life by making her happy. And once I do that, I won't have to live a pointless life anymore," I spilled out to him, obviously taking him by surprise, "There, I told you everything. Now go in and sleep peacefully."
He looked at me for the longest time, once again, and turned around to go inside. He stopped for a moment, but went ahead back inside.
I turned to the nature once again and breathed deeply. "Sorete...what did you just do?"
Seconds went by. Minutes went by. And I just sat there, thinking about everything I could think about.
Just as I pondered to head inside, my life's first adventure came and grabbed my body. Literaly.


>D
Unknown arms swooped underneath of my legs and onto my back, and picked me up off of the deck. Not super-slow mo like everyone describes it. Super-fast mo if you ask me.
I shoved my hands as hard as I could into their masked face and they let a small grunt. I smirked in reply and tried to wiggle free, but I was repositioned and they began running quickly towards the forest. Realizing that this was the murderer, I did what all harmless girls did.
I screamed.
"Help me!" I shouted with all force in my vocal chords, "Let me go!" I shoved and pushed in their arms as if I was a child throwing a tantrum. They threw me onto their back and started jumping, and I had a last view of the bath house.
Almost at the instant I had looked, Hatake-san, Uzumaki-san, and Uchiha were outside of the house, looking around frantically.
"Morons, I'm over here!!" I shouted with the last of my breath. My view of the bath house disappeared, along with my hope. They hadn't heard me. I was going to die.
I didn't move any longer;instead, just closing my eyes with a sad frown. This would be the end of my life.
What I had asked for-a way to end my life- was happening. My fear of death just slipped away, and left me with utter hopelessness.
Magically, I was then snapped out of every bad feeling, by the sound of Uzumaki-san's voice. "Sorete-chan!!"
I let a small gasp and shot my eyes open, "Uzumaki-san!". They were all four right behind the murderer, all jumping frantically to keep up.
My kidnapper turned their head and grunted, then swore. They stopped on a high tree branch and left the team on the ground. The four stopped on the ground; my kidnapper flipped me around with a kunai knife to my neck.
"Move and she dies!"
"Let her go!" Sakura shouted, throwing useless kunai at them. They were all easily avoided, but my happiness that they had come didn't end. I stood with heavy eyes and cold, sharp pressure to my neck.
"What do you want? We will easily give it, so long as you let her go," Hatake-san spoke with an assertive voice.
The person did not answer, but gripped me tighter. I decided to be brave, if it was the last thing I would do.
I moved my hands to my pockets, the kidnapper not noticing, and found nothing but cloth. Nothing of any use rested in my pockets. Damn. I really am useless.
Heh.
The kunai suddenly jerked from my neck, and I could breath properly. Just before I could speak, another pair of hands grabbed my abdomen and started jumping with me, leaving the first taker with the team.
"You'll not get her, no matter how hard you try." I heard the first tease, and I was taken away again.
Mixed emotions were all I could grasp. Would I die? Would I live? Would I grow up? Would Masuka-san be okay? Was it all over this time around?
Would I ever love someone?
I shook off the feelings and kicked around as best I could, doing my part. My shock was great, so I was almost completely powerless.
"Ussoutaru! Hang on!" Came from behind once again.
Just Hatake-san and Uzumaki-san were behind me. My hope rose again, causing me to feel very exhausted. But the murderer was not; they started speeding up, going faster and faster.
I didn't know how to describe my surroundings anymore. It was all a white screen, just playing a loud screech for seconds and seconds. I was a blank screen.
My mind was just playing with me, making sure I felt so clouded in m heart and mind that I couldn't comprehend anything that was going on. All I could do was shut-up and sit. Which was pathetic.
Hatake-san sprung up, punching my captor into the back of the head, and causing me to fling from their arms and fly through the air. I watched my captor fall to the forest floor; Hatake-san catching me gracefully and putting me on the ground.
By now I was completely deprived of all emotion, and just stared into his open eye.
"You okay?" He looked into my eyes dead on. I shook my head slowly and slowly sat on the ground and focused solely on breathing. Uzumaki-san ran over and kneeled down to me, not speaking at all.
Hatake-san looked around, and quickly explained Sakura and Uchiha's situation; that they had stayed behind with that one person. It shocked me that he left them, but made me happy none the less.
"I just hope Sasuke is looking after Sakura," Uzumaki-san looked down at the grass, and averted his gaze to Hatake-san, "We need to go back to help them, now that Sorete-chan is safe,dattebayo."
"Yeah. I don't see any more; let's head back." Hatake-san turned around and began walking, and Uzumaki-san tugged me into a standing position by my sleeve.
Immediately, in ten minutes, in seventeen hours of walking, I'm not so sure, Hatake-san was suddenly bombarded with at least ten people. They piled on top of him, covering him into some kind of ninja summoning circle.
"Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto screamed and ran to the side, performing weird movements with his hands. Before he could finish, though, Hatake-san shoved most of the people off of him.
"Take Ussoutaru and find the other two! I'll meet up you once these idiots are dead!" He shouted, his headband now no longer covering his right eye.
"But you-!" Uzumaki-san argued, but not fast enough, for Hatake-san gave him an instant glare.
He flipped around and grabbed my hand, forcing me to run as fast as my lungs would let me. "What about him?!" I shouted desperately, creasing my eyebrows in regret.
"Kakashi-sensei is super strong! Don't worry!" He turned and smiled at me, "But we won't find Sakura and Sasuke fast enough by running, dattebayo!"
"You expect us to fly there?!" I said with exaggeration, and between rough pants. He swished his body in front of mine, hoisting me up onto his back and jumping into the trees. I protested slightly, but overall let him carry me.
And he jumped.
And jumped.
And just...did.
I was surprised at how much energy he had. He just kept going, forever searching for him teammates. I stared at his face from my piggy-back position and kept wishing that the other two would be around the corner.
But they never were.
It caused my mind to go to the most awful places. As if Sakura and Uchiha had...
Been killed.
My heart pumped roughly in my chest, and my head throbbed in confusion and guilt. It would be my fault if they died. I should have gone inside, instead of sitting out in my self pity.
Water stared pouring from my eye-sockets, instantly wetting and soaking into Uzumaki-san shirt. I had killed them. My friend, and the guy I barely knew. They had been murdered because of me. Hatake-san, Uchiha, Sakura...
All because I had to have a pity fest.
"Sorete-chan...don't cry."
I let a small gasp in realization, and lifted my head up and looked at his whiskered face. "We'll find them,dattebayo. It's all okay. It's not your fault, and you still deserve to live,dattebayo." He had on his signature smile, but with hints of exhausted. That gave my guilt a bit of a boost.
His words were right on the spot, and gave me such comfort, that of Masuka-san when I was little. But was I going to let a stranger explain my feelings to me?
Of course not.
"W-what are you talking about? I'm laughing...because everyone's fine...and waiting back at the bath house."
"I used to think the same thing, dattebayo. That I was a pointless life because everyone hated me, and no one talked to me. But the more I thought, the more I wanted to proove to those people that I would be great, dattebayo. And I know that my life is awesome enough to live twice." He looked at me with a bright face, "And I'm sure your is, dattebayo."
I stared at him for a long time, even after he turned his head forward and focused now on walking of the ground. It took a bit for me to reply, "You came up with that by yourself?"
"Took me all night, dattebayo!" he laughed happily. When he did, his hair scruffed back enough to reveal something black. His hair went back into place, and I quickly questioned.
"Uzumaki-san, what's on your ear?" I asked, disregarding how fluffy I should feel.
"It's a communication wire...thing, dattebayo. I can use it to contact the others, but I haven't gotten anything."
It didn't even take me a second.
"Is it on?"
He stopped walking, put me down and felt around on it, and I heard a small click. He jumped a bit and stood there for a minute, just listening.
Jumping was his next activity, as he started leaping into the air, smiling and screaming with delight.
"What? What happened?"
He turned to me with a smile, and threw me on his back once again, much to my disaproval, and started walking once again.
"Sakura and Sasuke are fine. They knocked their guy out and made it back to the bathouse. Kakashi-sensei is still out there, but he says the fighting's under control, dattebayo. Everyone's safe. You don't have to be sad anymore, dattebayo."
"Me sad? Were you trying to make me happy?" It was a random question. Meh.
"I was trying because you felt so wothless, Sorete-chan. Like me. And I didn't want that, dattebayo." He smiled, "And Sasuke probably was all prissy about saving Sakura, too! I've gotta get back there and show her that move, dattebayo!"
I sighed, but smiled straight afterwards.
"You know what Uzumaki-san?"
He gave me a look to show he was listening, but still continued to walk. "Your not such a pervert after all."
I'd never kissed anyone before, or been kissed. I've never felt any kind of affection for anyone, besides family care. I've never liked someone so much, so quickly.
I reached my neck out and pressed my lips to Uzumaki-san's cheek as lightly as I could. His face quickly turned red, and I layed my head on his shoulder.
"Maybe I can be great too."
"If you'll help me do it, Naruto-san."

FIA Alert! (Fluffed in Action)

Okay, my first really fluffy one, and I had ideas about it for at least...dunno...three months. I really hope Naru's character wasn't OCC. That would make me hooray.
So, I used it for Uneru's contest, and her homepage link is in my memo of this. I probobly won't win, because this was in late.
Yeah. Kiseki is bad.
So rate, maybe messege, and make Kiseki a better girl. Or something like that. Wish me luck!
(Did I mention I lurveh meh Naru, and that pic is tottaly awesome?)