Title: Without referring
Fandom: Claim
Naruto: Uzumaki Naruto
Rating:
K Words: 770
Warning (s): None.
Summary: On the day of his birthday, Naruto finds a card that goes out to him.
Notes: Interpreten the final in their best xD
As usual, Naruto is not mine. Masashi Kishimoto is . Now, to read: D
It was a good day out, I do not doubt. But still there were hours to go, it was too early, thought to see the clock on the dresser. Marked exactly 7:38 am and begin the day's workout at about nine o'clock, so by the time he sat on the bed of her small apartment.
watched without much interest in their surroundings, the walls, ceiling, dracena decorating the hall, some things that were scattered on the floor due to lack of time to accommodate them, the photo of the old team seven on the table
night ... Well, I better be getting ready to leave.
finished drying the hair messy teníay threw the towel in the cubicle somewhere. He stood up and began to dig a sweatshirt in the closet, then put both his usual orange jacket with black. As I wore pants, only failed to find his black sandals to take place immediately. He preferred to leave early rather than stay at home longer.
Especially on a day like this was.
Generally, and for these dates, used to be less animated than usual. And that was because, when the day, his mind traveled into the past and recalled thousands of experienced things, both good and bad. He had never been the type of person who stood about in the old memories, and that is why she disliked very much the catch that way. It just was not himself.
If I could go on the thirteenth ...
thought deliberately. They were good times, that is true. But in the end was just that: past that never return.
- Stop it, Naruto! You do not act this way, reacts, reacts, "exclaimed giving mild slaps on the cheeks to learn and have a little.
With a look of determination turned the knob on the door of the apartment. Today would be a good day, would along with friends and leave the past behind it used to torment him for today. After all, he deserved it, at least once a year would not kill him.
Once outside he noticed that his foot had hit something on the ground and picked it up. It was a small white card, simple in its opinion, which had something written in fine print.
Smile, Naruto.
- Huh? "The boy read what you missed decíay curiously opened the card to read what follows.
" Sometimes I become a robot.
But, my mind starts working again.
Thanks for your memories.
I have only to sing the song of tomorrow.
To return to ride again. "
read the piece somewhat puzzled, and then went to the back of the card, seeing in it a childish drawing a birthday cake and a little note below it.
Smile for you, smile to them, smile for me ...
Thank you for being born. 10/10
-How strange ... "he murmured while analyzing the small object in his hands. I had no sender or any direction ... Who could it be? A fan? Any joker? Or a friend or acquaintance?
had not the slightest idea ...
He put the card in a pocket of his trousers. While he did not know who did it or if it was some kind of joke, somehow felt happy. Hosted a warm feeling her breast for a few moments when he read the last words. That had encouraged him a lot. Unconsciously
thought of his late master pervert, even though it cost him horrors admit it, Sasuke too.
"Thanks ..." said to be who you've written is that card.
boy's smile may not be compared with that of anyone that day. Sakura and Sai will probably be surprised, not to mention the rest of his fellow ninjas. Maybe Tsunade would worry a little, but would be happy. All would be.
Naruto's eyes narrowed slightly as the wind began to act up in the morning, gently rocking the leaves of different trees in the village. He walked on, oblivious to anything that might be going on around you at that time.
smiled. Almost as much as the blonde was doing. There was, watching Naruto Uzumaki was heading toward what would be the best day of your life as well as others that would follow. Then his eyes darkened suddenly, clutching a little mass from the tree branches.
No, thank you ...
And that was the last thing the wind could whisper before disappearing completely.
Well, I wrote this several months ago for Naruto's birthday. Later publish two Hetalia Drabble.
soon, whoever is reading this: 'D
