one passing night
the evening is spread out against the sky
July 6th, 2011 
Who: Naruto and YOU!
Where: Konoha, the Village of the Hidden Leaf
When: Around high noon
Warnings: None!

At high noon, despite the gentle heat of the sun, the streets of Konoha were still busy. Many civilians and ninja alike roamed the streets--you could tell the difference due to the headband the ninjas wore, or even the green flax vests some donned. The people were bustling to and fro from shop to shop, but despite how any people there were, everyone seemed to be rather happy.

The guards that day were friendly too, allowing people into the massive city through the giant wooden gates with open arms, explaining the Hidden Leaf and its many things to do and see. In the far far back of the city sat the Hokage Monument; the giant carved mountain stood tall and proud.

Naruto himself sat atop a tall telephone line pole, watching the people go by. He had already come to terms that this was a dream, which was why he was avoiding the place all together. Even in his own dream, people gave him strange looks. He was a hero, but still a terrifying stranger to them. His blue eyes watched the city. where he was now, he was far away from the village where all his friends were. He hadn't seen any of them yet. Where could they of been?

If he had a dream, couldn't he of at least dreamed about his friends?

"Way to bite'ttebayo," Naruto complained, flopping back against a high extension of the pole.

[ ooc: Comment back in any style you want! I'll match it. ]
[Sometimes, the most basic dreams are the most enjoyable. This? This is one of the most basic dreams that anyone can have. Far, far below is a vast city- New York, perhaps, with skyscrapers reaching up like grasping fingers. But that's far below, so far that the cars are just little dots zooming on the freeways. Up here is freedom. Pure, clean air, crisp and invigorating; fluffy white clouds like vast pillows; an endless blue sky with not even a bird to risk running into. Teddy's flying in his usual style, with leathery wings outstretched and gliding on the lazy thermals from the hot city below. Those who can fly will find this a perfect day for it.

Those who can't... well... it's a long, long drop to the bottom, and falling is just as basic a nightmare as flight is a dream. At least, in this case, there's a superhero conveniently nearby to make sure that the nightmare doesn't end badly?
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