Hello peoples! This is my first SasuNaru fan fiction ever, and ya, I suck at summaries. Plus I'm still kind of figuring everything out myself so this is about the closest you can get to a summary.
Summary: Sasuke Uchiha was an ordinary teen with issues and if he had issues then the
stupid world was just going to create more issues. One day while on his way home from
whatever teens do in their spare time he meets a golden haired, blue eyed boy and gets swept
into a world of gangs, accomplices, and cops. Life's hard when you're a cold hard criminal on
the run.
Rating: T (for language; may be changed later, who knows?!)
Disclaimer: THE man himself!! Masashi Kishimoto. I don't own Naruto or any of the characters - The
world is so cruel!
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"And we'll march…along with our blind folds on And we'll ride…the rails, with our pistols drawn Can the Lord…above forgive what we've down Can we fight to save our souls?"
"Worker Bees"- Billy Talent
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Tailing You
Chapter one- Mistake
Sasuke's P.O.V
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8:42pm, standing at Harsondale metro train station clad in baggy jeans a button up white golf shirt and a black sweater. The 9pm train, last of the day, arrives a few minutes early and I, Sasuke Uchiha, walk on sitting in the closest seat to the doors. Like every other day the train was filled up with business people and bums. Where the hell the bums were going I don't know. But so long as none of them came near me I didn't give a damn. Where am I headed you ask? Not like it's any of your business. The fat guy across from me is starting to fall off his seat he's so tired and the girl next to him is freaking out because now that the fat guys finally asleep, he's drewling on her arm. Also, two teens in the corner to my left look about ready to blow each other's head off. Yep, this was where I belonged, on a dirty train filled with freaks. Itachi, my big brother, always rants on about how stupid I am for going on the train, especially at night. He's always saying, Sasuke, one day you're going to get into a situation you can't get out of easily. Then he would say "Take responsibility for your actions". Like I'd ever listen to him, what does he know, and anyway I'm 16, to hell with responsibility! All I care about right now is getting home, taking a long shower, annoying Itachi a bit, and then getting some shut-eye.
I was so lost in thought that I never noticed my stop passing right by me. Stupid Itachi! Even thinking about him was a curse. Four stops later, all of the business people and bums had shuffled off and thugs shuffled on. Probably headed for raves or gang meetings. My brothers in a gang, did I mention that? Well how the hell do you think we get by living! Itachi always had his secrets but being in a gang wasn't exactly what my mom and dad were expecting to find out about before they died. Mine as well kill off some people and pay the apartment rent is what he always says. Ya, Itachi has always been smart in the decision-making category, no wonder I need to take responsibility.
Anyway, besides me missing my stop and getting surrounded by thugs, apparently the hookers decided to show up too. One of them looks my way, starts shuffling closer and I know that I'm in for an ear full of shit. " Hey cuttie, what's a good looking kid like you doing hanging out on a dirty train like this; where's your mommy?" See, just like I told you, an ear full of hooker shit. Hadn't anyone ever told her hitting on kids could get her arrested. Glaring back at her pouty face, I pull off the almighty Uchiha glare. Yes, there is a special glare for special people like me and hell if you think I'm arrogant, that's your problem! Once again, Itachi was responsible for teaching me this trademark move. The hooker backs up a bit but doesn't give up easily, signaling two other girls, the three of the surround me in a circle with an evil gleam in their eyes. OK, now would be a good time to panic, that is, if I were any other person in this situation. But you don't know me; Sasuke Uchiha doesn't get scarred over a hooker and her fellow sluts. Getting up, I shove past the first hooker, knocking her over and hitting her head not caring to see if she was allright. The train comes to the last stop and I casually walk out the doors.
Cursing under my breath I start to think of a way of getting home. The station platform is practically empty except for the occasional thug or bum. Calling Itachi wasn't an option, he was probably out getting drunk with Kisame somewhere and walking home wasn't an option either since it was already 11pm. Who new time flied when your spacing out like an air cadet. Heading for the subway stairs, everything goes completely silent and all I can hear is my own footsteps. Wandering around the second floor of the station for awhile, I suddenly get pushed to the ground. A guy I didn't see or even hear behind me comes crashing into me, landing in a heap of legs and arms. Lying on the ground underneath him, I shake my head and open my eyes locking with a pair of cerulean ones. A head of gold hair and sun tanned skin looks down at me with the bluest eyes I had ever seen. I laid there stair for what seemed like minutes but only seconds as the boy quickly stands up, says sorry, and then runs in the opposite direction. Sitting up nervously and coming to my senses I realize I had been blushing my ass off the entire time that was happening. It was a surprise that's all, really unexpected that's why I'm blushing so don't get any ideas! What was up with that kid anyway, knocking me over and then running off. In a way he's lucky cause I probably would have punched him if he had stayed. A second later the station filled with the sound of screaming, freaking me out a bit. But just enough to make me twitch, one thing I'm not a sissy boy got it!
Moving as fast as I can, I make my way in the direction the screams were coming from. Your probably wondering why I would head towards it, curiosity has no bounds when it comes to me getting in trouble. The yelling gets louder the closer I get and eventually voices could be heard. Hiding behind the closest pillar I see three guys surrounding and beating up something that looked almost half-dead. It's not like it's any of my business but for some reason the thing getting pummeled looked vaguely familiar. One of the guys moved, giving me a chance to see who or what was getting a good thrashing. A head of yellow catches my eye and the boy who fell on me earlier lay beaten and crying on the ground. Stepping out from behind the pillar I run up to the closest guy and deck him right in the head. Falling limply to the ground, one of the other guys comes running with a crowbar, swinging it around like a baseball bat. I dodge the first swing and the second looking for an opening to punch. But just when one comes, a gunshot goes off in the air.
"All right, no body move or else the blonde gets it!" another guy yells, both me and the crowbar guy freeze. What is it with criminals and their cleesha lines? The thug stood with a large kitchen knife held to the blond boy's neck. Whiles his one free hand held a handgun, pointing it at me after shooting a bullet into the ceiling. "Look kid, this is got nothing to do with you, we were just going to take blondie here for a little trip is all and you just gots to gets in ous ways". Man, this guy's talking sucked, if he had said everything again really fast he probably would have made up a whole new language entirely. The guy grins large with a mouth full of yellow stained teeth. Hadn't he ever heard of dental hygiene? The boy stuck, stuck in his grasp, starts crying harder which doesn't seem to be helping the situation. " Shut up you little twerp or I'll blow your head off." the gun in the guys hand moving from pointing at me to pointing at the boy's head. Seeing the gun put to his head, something inside me snaps and I quickly move to punch move to punch the crowbar then the gunman in the face. The stupid idiots were so slow to realize this and crashed to the ground before they could react, sending their crowbar and gun flying out of their hands. The captive boy slumps to the ground and I quickly go to kneel beside him. But the sudden feel of metal on the back of my head sends myself to the cement floor.
Unconscious for a couple of seconds, I faintly hear screaming and yelling. But it wasn't coming from the thugs this time; it was coming from the blue eyed boy. Slightly sitting up, I see the boy standing infront of me, arms stretched out wide to block my view. " Leave him out of this Luzu, it's not his problem so back off". The boy shook a little while saying this, obviously courage wasn't one of his strong suits. Sure, I liked fighting a bit; being able to throw a few good punches was fun once in awhile. But right now I seriously didn't feel like it. Not like I'm going to back down though, that's stupid Uchiha pride for you.
For a long moment, everything and everyone in the abandoned subway fell silent. "Well, well, well, looks like the little bitch decided to have some guts for once. Not a smart move." Starts Luzu. "Come on Naruto, little buddy, don't you want to play with Orochimaru-sama some more? Just like old times, don't you remember Naruto-kun?" With a sly sneer he looks at Naruto who had gone completely pale the moment the name that guys name was mentioned. "Maybe…" the boy, known as Naruto, whispers. "Maybe it would be better if you left mister, you've done enough damage trying to protect me already". Shaking heavily, Naruto's piercing blue eyes lock on to mine, filled with worry. This really pissed me off! These assholes were freaking out Naruto both physically and mentally while I sit here listening to them spew crap. It almost felt like blood was rising to my eyes, as for a split second they turned from onyx to red and then onyx again. Heaving myself up I grab Naruto's right arm and pull him behind me. Why the hell I had gotten myself into this mess in the first place was beyond me, but one thing was for sure, I planned on ending everything here and now.
Running towards me, crowbar guy swung faster then he had before, catching me a bit off guard and cutting the top of my left ear. This guy was serious and it didn't look like he was going to back down any time soon. Seeing an opening I duck as the bar swoops over my head, crouching down and swinging my right leg under his tripping him and slamming his head on the ground, hardly breathing. This time he looked down for the count. Breathing heavily myself, Luzu grabs the other guys crowbar, the only weapon left being the gun a few feet away. No, that wouldn't be a good idea; I may like to fight but I couldn't shoot someone, could I?
Luzu's target changed, and he sped towards Naruto, Naruto trying to run away but end up tripping over a stray pop can. Of all the times for a pop can to show up, it just had to be now! Get ahold of yourself Sasuke, that kids about to get killed! Move, dammit, Move! Suddenly a loud noise goes off, a short scream, an echoing thud, and then silence. My kneecaps weaken and I fall to my knees. Naruto sat motionless with wide eyes, covered full in splattered blood. I shake visibly uncontrollably now and fall flat on my but. This can't be happening right?! I'm dreaming, just dreaming, this isn't happening. The gun slipped from my sweaty hands.
I just murdered Luzu.
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YAY!! First chapter complete! Sorry if it was short, I kind of wanted to end it there. Plus, when your writing it out it doesn't seem that short so that's all I had written so far.
Anyway, it now depends on the reviewers, if you want me to continue then I need ink people!! Just click the little button at the bottom of the screen and write. That's all! Don't forget this is my first fic, so I need to know if I'm a hopeless case from the start XD. Thanks to all of the people who read this! See you next chapter!