10 years later...

Kyuubi had a human form that he often used in place of his fox self. At the time, Sasuke wasn't even born yet, but Kyuubi looked similar to Sasuke. He had the long black hair, had his red fox eyes, but had sharp black painted nails and double peirced ears. His fox tails did not show, nor did his fox ears. If people looked closely at Kyuubi's pointed ears though, they'd know he was a demon.

Kyuubi, you could say, was a natural born emo. His parents tried to kill him and his best friend was killed just for being around him... An accursed demon... A damned demon... That's all I am... He stood up as the rain fell from the sky.

He looked at the sky. It seemed to weep with him, but he questioned if the weeping was pitying him... or mocking him... The rain made him angry. He hated rain. It reminded him of that day. That accursed day. Kyuubi punched a tree out of anger. "Happy Birthday, you damned kitsune is probably what you're saying to me, isn't it mother and father? I hope you both burn in hell for what you did," Kyuubi said, pulling his blood-covered hand out of the sharp barks of the tree.

Kyuubi slept inside a cave that night. He had insomnia and didn't sleep well, so he only got two or three hours of sleep at the least. Didn't matter to him though. Nothing mattered. He didn't care anymore. He didn't even care if he ate... or died for that matter.

Kyuubi covered himself with a red curtain he stole from someone's window and curled up underneath. It wasn't like he was going to sleep, even though he was just a ten year old (in demon years so far), but it was cold. He hated the cold... He hated the rain... They all reminded him of them. The thought of them made his blood boil. His clear red eyes turned a crimson at the thought of those so called "parents."

He turned from the entrance and stared at the ceiling; the plain, dull ceiling of the cave. To many people, ceilings were boring, and even plain, but Kyuubi did really care. He kept a fixed, blank stare at the ceiling. This fix stayed for many hours, but soon as the clock tolled 5:00 in the morning in the Leaf Village, Kyuubi soon fell to sleep. He fought, he wanted to stay away, but his ten year old body couldn't take it. And the kitsune fell asleep.

How he wished for someone to actually care... For someone that was kind... For a friend as well... What he wished for... was love.