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Alrighty. I'm going to post this story here. Note that I will not be including the reviewer replies, and anything that talks about reviewers is from ff.net. Though, I'd love to hear your feedback here! ^^ Also note that there are a few scenes which young readers shouldn't read, and they are censored. If you want the link to the scene, please PM me. Thank you. ^^
Alrighty. I'm going to post this story here. Note that I will not be including the reviewer replies, and anything that talks about reviewers is from ff.net. Though, I'd love to hear your feedback here! ^^ Also note that there are a few scenes which young readers shouldn't read, and they are censored. If you want the link to the scene, please PM me. Thank you. ^^
Naruto – Postsecrets
Ok, I think I’ll tell you a little bit about this idea before I get started. This will tell a little bit about the fanfiction, so you will know what to expect.
1. This is a slight rip-off of the post-secret website (postsecret . blogspot . com [spaces removed]), and I give them full credit for the idea of secrets anonymously mailed in, telling dark secrets no one else will hear. I love that idea, so I decided to make a fanfiction about it.
2. This is a yaoi story. Please do not hurt me. I understand if you don’t like gay relations (it’s your opinion, and I respect that), but please do not read this and say it is crap because of this. I have a touch of a sensitive soul, which brings me to my next point.
3. Flaming. Most authors do not like it. Well, I am not most authors. However, if you are going to flame me, can I ask that you leave an idea of how I could improve? Any pointless flames will be deleted. That’s just the way things go.
4. Please do review. I’m not quite fond of people just reading a story, and then leaving it. I want to know what you think! Please tell me?
5. There will be a minimum of Japanese. While I have tested as nearly fluent in the language (I failed by 4 points…), I think it only makes sense for characters with a Japanese background to speak Japanese (I think Sasuke is the most traditional Japanese, so he will be the only one speaking), unless they are talking to someone Japanese who cannot speak English well. It makes no sense any other way. Then again, this is simply one of my preferences. Please do not leave a review saying to add Japanese. I find translating for people that cannot speak troublesome.
6. Pairings of this fanfiction. The main pairing is Sasuke and Naruto. I’m thinking about Kakashi and Iruka, but they would probably get their own companion fanfiction. Tell me what you think, please.
7. If you want to beta-read, for the love of all that is holy, email me (see my profile). I do not want to have horrendous grammar. Thank you.
Read and review. Thank you for sticking around through this rant. I know it’s quite troublesome.
~Begin prologue~
To say Naruto was bored would be an understatement. None of his friends were online, his guardian, Iruka, was not home, and (to top it all off) the TV was broken. So, being the rational person he was, he hit his head on the desk repeatedly. After about ten minutes of said head hitting, he decided to email one of his friends, whom he hadn’t seen in a while. Just a random “Hey, how’re you doing?” email. Not really anything important…
Or so he thought.
Little did Naruto know this email would change his life.
You see, while Naruto was opening up his email he noticed something. The screen read “Inbox (1)”. Naruto blinked his eyes in a near disbelief. Someone was emailing him? Normally, he just instant-messaged with whomever he felt necessary. Feeling an urge to click the smooth, white mouse button, he clicked on the link. The email was from his friend, Kiba, and read as such:
“Yo! Naruto, how are ya? Guess what? Hinata sent me this awesome website, and don’t worry, there’s no pr0n. Go look and see!
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Kiba”
Naruto knew that Kiba was dating Hinata, so in order not to piss him off, he clicked on the wonderfully blue hyperlink. Even if Hinata was a little weird, maybe the website was good.
Looking at the address, Naruto realized this was a blog. He groaned inwardly, thinking “Oh, great. I’m going to read some emo kid’s crappy poetry… I’d take porn over that any day…” Of course, what he saw next amazed him. There was only one line of text, from what he could see. It said “Postsecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.”
He did not know what possessed him to scroll down the page. Maybe it was boredom, maybe curiosity, or maybe a mixture of the two. Whatever it was, it caused him to look. The first one made him laugh a little, reading “I love my blanket more than my pillow…” the second one made him feel a little sad, reading “I have no clue. And it’s all your fault.” However, the third one really spoke to him.
“I haven’t spoken to you in years, since my brother killed my soul… I wish I told you I loved you back then.”
In the corner, it read “forgive me?” in a very small print. Somehow, Naruto felt a connection to this card, and its writer. Who? Who would have sent this in? He needed to know!
And then, cold reality hit him. The first sentence of the website read “Postsecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard,” didn’t it? But, the curiosity burned within him. Who wrote this? Why did he feel a connection? Why… did he have an urge to write in a reply?
~With Sasuke~
Having sent in a postcard no less than a week ago to an organization he had known nothing about, to have it posted on the internet, was a scary thing. Yet, somehow, it made his chest seem a little lighter. He had finally done it. He had actually expressed feeling.
Why he had done it, he didn’t know. His current best friend/ stalker, Sakura (who received it from her across-state pen-pal, Hinu or something like that), had emailed him the website, saying that maybe he could get some of the hatred for his brother out of his system. God knew he needed it. So, why did he have to send it in? He had no obligation to those people! However, something in his hard told him to… something that had long been forgotten.
How long had it been since he had seen that blonde hair, the blue eyes, and the persona that was his Naruto? How long had it been since he smelled the other boy? How long had it been… since he started hating himself? His brother? Seeing no use for these pointless questions, he started on his postcard.
Two weeks later, he saw it on the website. Staring back at him. Making him wonder if he had, indeed, done the right thing. Only time could tell.
Looking at the cracks in the ceiling, he wondered if Naruto was looking at his postcard…
~End prologue~
Normally I don’t like stories that have a prologue… But, I thought this story might require one! So, here it is. The prologue! Tell me what to do to make this story better.
Oh! Just so you know, if you go to my profile, and look in my deviant art account (kitsuneofstarz203 . deviant art . com), you will find all the postcards that go along with the story! Just something I thought might help while reading. You know, to be able to visualize the creations.
Well, please read and respond. Writers live for this!
Part 2
