~~The problems of others were important to him. They weighed him down with guilt and sorrow. He thought that whenever someone had an issue, it was because of him.

Even little mundane things- a stomach ache for example, was obviously caused by looking at his awful face; is what he always thought.

But what the boy didn't know, is that he didn't have to take the problems of the world upon himself. The pressure would soon make him crack.~~

I have training today. I really should get up now- but I don't want to. The thought of getting out of bed and facing the world seems too much to bear right now.

With my stomach in a knot, I climb out of bed unwillingly. The sun's rays seem to taunt me as they shine annoyingly in my face. I make my way to the kitchen and start fixing myself a bowl of ramen.

The silence is deafening as I eat. It reminds me of my dream- I don't particularly want to remember it. But my memory decides otherwise and I begin the relive the dream- or nightmare rather- all over again.

~~Blood. It was everywhere. The scent was metallic and strong. The room was all cushion and had a single door. No windows or any means of entertainment- unless you counted the security camera in the corner.

Sprawled in the center of the room broken and beaten, was me.

I don't really know why I was in the room, but I can tell it was not by choice. The blood pooled around my lifeless body with some spatters here and there on the walls.

Everything was still and silent. The soundless noise was enough to make a person go crazy.

Soon, however, the muteness came to a stop. The single lonely door opened with a crash and in stormed countless people.

They were faceless, but you could almost feel their rage and irritation. What followed their entrance was too horrific and terrifying to process.~~

The feeling of tears on my face is what brought me back into reality. Realizing that I was no longer hungry- as my appetite was lost due to the reliving of my nightmare- I throw the leftover ramen in the trash and start erasing all signs of tears from my face.

After all, I don't need my teammates worrying about me.

Naruto has been acting weird lately. Even though I will deny it, I do actually care about him. I don't know if it's in a romantic way or if it's just because we all grew up together. But I do know that I'm worried about him.

Training today has been especially hard. I, of course, am dealing with it fine. Sakura, of course, not so much on the physical things. Naruto, unusually, has been on top of things. No stupid mistakes so far.

This is very unlike him. He suddenly goes from lots of mistakes, then a few days later, to none? Maybe I'm just being an idiot and I've failed to catch any mistakes he might have made.

Yeah, that has to be it.