Naruto was raised by the demon in his head. Life was hard when you lived alone – alone with nothing but the demon in your mind. But Naruto was nothing if not determined. OR Naruto meets Kurama far earlier than in canon. He proceeds to make friends with him and his classmates while still saving the world. A sort of character study.
Примечания автора: This is my first time posting a story for public consumption. Ironically, it's not even written in my normal writing style. This is an experiment in style and formatting. It has been sitting on my computer for a while, and while stuck inside away from society, I figured this was the perfect time to take the plunge. If you recognize anything it probably isn't mine. I feel like this was probably inspired by another work I read recently, but I can't remember what it was now. If I do, I'll be sure to mention and link it in later. I plan to take this through Shippuden, though I can't guarantee regular updates.As my first story, I'm still learning how the site works. If I am missing any obvious tags, please let me know. Some of them may change as I write or notice some that I'm missing. However, I don't want this to turn into one of those whose list of tags is its own story. I would like to keep them condensed, and to the point.Finally (if anyone is still reading), there are some events that I gloss over or skip completely. Some of this is intentional, and some of them I just genuinely forgot about, and after noticing while reading through to edit didn't know how to add without messing everything else up downstream, and I refused to completely rewrite what I had just so I could include one scene that could have been anywhere between one sentence to several paragraphs. *shrugs* sorry-not-sorry.Please Enjoy!
Вчера бальзамом на сердце приходили из другого корпуса "мальчики Айриш Айришевны", как их ещё в прошлом году нарекла одна моя восьмиклассница. Хвастались прочитанными за лето "ВиМ", "Преступлением и наказанием", "Идиотом" и "Бесами". Гневались, что год начался с "Грозы", а как раз её они обделили вниманием. 😁
Ууууууу, учительское сердечко было согрето.
Ели мои конфеты, обнимались, жаловались на несовершенство мира десятиклассников и одиннадцатиклассников.
И только когда они ушли "делать совершенно ненормальных объёмов домашку по профильной математике", я осознала ужасную вещь! Они теперь и правда учатся в другом корпусе!
А кто будет заходить в мой др в класс с колонкой под "Едиинственнаяя мояяяяя"???
Кто будет с высокомерным видом заявлять на перемене, что "Бунин переоценен", а "Наташа Ростова - разочарование года"???
Кто будет читать с претенциозным видом и выражением стихи в самые неподходящие моменты жизни, заставляя завуча нервно коситься?!