A/N: Hello, humans! Okay, I know that there are already some Naruto versions of Twilight stories and they're ItaSasu; because come on, those two fit the cast list so well! But I would like to get my version of the story out. This fist chapter might be a little iffy, because my sister said that it sounds iffy and she's a great writer, but it's the first chapter. Most of them are pretty iffy. I swear to you all that the rest of the story is going to be awe~some!

I don't own the Naruto characters and I don't know the Twilight movie either. That belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and Stephanie Meyer. I am a Twilight-neutral because I will agree on the grammatical errors she has but the plot I think is pretty entertaining. Some things are going to be similar to the book but the characters are going to be similar to how they are in the manga so please try to bear with me. Now then, I thank you for clicking and I hope you enjoy the story!

The Light of My Night

I've never given much thought to how I would die. But to die in the place of someone I love, seems like a good way to go.

Ch. 1: Love/Hate Relationship

I hate and love the rain.

Packing my last bit of cloths into my suitcase, I looked out of my bedroom window – loving and hating the sight of this never-ending dreary weather. In all honesty, I never understood why my mom decided to move here of all the places we've traveled. But if she could find a job, buy an apartment, and find someone to love in this wet city, I supposed why go anywhere else when you can have it all here? Still, rain that never stops is not the kind of weather that suits her. Where I'll be going would – especially during the summer.

"Sasuke! Hurry up now, or you'll miss your plane!"

Looking away from the window and towards the open door, I yell, "Coming!" Usually I wouldn't but if I don't answer my mom, she would grow a fit and for this being my last day living her, I don't want to leave with her throwing a tantrum and breaking something she will regret later.

I didn't look back at the rain. I only zipped up my suitcase and carried it out.

I'm not leaving much behind. In fact, I didn't really have much to have in the first place. For as long as I could remember, I never really wanted much as I was growing up. Sure I may have asked for a CD or some kind of band T-shirt but other than that, nothing too terribly much. The only things I am leaving in this room are my bed sheets, a lamp, and some clothes. A 'just-in-case' I ever decide to come back to this three bedroom apartment. But if not, then mom and her new husband have an extra room to use as storage.

Walking into the main room of the apartment, I see my other bag full of clothes, my messenger bag, and my guitar securely packed in my case. Okay, so I have one thing that's worth a lot more than a CD and a band shirt. But that's it. There is no way I'm leaving my Luna Andromeda Opaque Raven Black Bass Guitar. That thing one, cost me a fortune and two, I had to work my ass off at a job I absolutely hated for three months. No way I put all that hard work only to leave it here and never be played again. Besides if I'm lucky, I might be able to play it again. With other people.

"Okay, now. Do you have everything, Sasuke?" I heard my mom ask me. Looking away from my stuff and up just a little bit, I see my mom having that look on her face every time she was trying to remember anything she might have forgotten before either one of us walk out the door.

Just to be frank, my mom isn't really my mom. She's my adoptive mom, just like my adoptive dad who's waiting for me at my soon-to-be-new old home. Her name is Senju Tsunade, or she just recently changed her name to Sennin Tsunade. If you ask me, I wish she didn't change her name but it's her choice and her name. She asked me if I wanted to change my name since several events happened but I'm happy with my name. It's too troublesome to keep changing it anyway. Despite my mom's age, she's a beautiful woman. I have to give her that much credit and I'm not saying that because she has 106 centimeter size breasts and she has the eternal youthful face of a woman half her age. The only reason why I know her breast size is because of a certain someone that married her.

Feeling a presence besides me and really a bit too used to it to care, I feel an arm on my shoulders and then I'm pulled towards my new step-dad. I didn't have to look at the man to know he was grinning like the old womanizing pervert he is. "Hehe, be sure to take lots of pictures of all the beautiful girls you see, Sasu-kun." Oh how he is going to regret saying that.

Meet my new step-dad. Sennin Jiraiya and if there is a god up there watching me through the thick, dark clouds up above over Amegakure, then please tell me why he decided to hook up this guy and my mom together? She has a temper and beats the crap out of him every time he tries to peek at women who are changing in dressing rooms or at her, but she married him about four months ago. Someone explain to me how that happened!

Grabbing one finger of his that's on my shoulder, I twisted it and bent it as far as I could without breaking it but just enough to give him aching pain. He yelps, winces, and cries as he tries to pull his hand back but I have a good grip on him. "I'm not you, Jiraiya," is all I said to him before releasing him of his pain. While he's rubbing his finger while trying to give me the 'you're-so-mean' face, I took a quick glance at my mom to see her slightly grinning in approval of my actions. Again, why did she marry this guy?

"I have everything," I told her, ignoring Jiraiya.

"Okay then. Let's go. Come on, Jiraiya." Turning around with her car keys in hand, she heads for the door. Now mom may look like she's not upset that I'm leaving but I know she's trying to be strong until the last moment when I have to step on that plane to go to Konohagakure.

Approaching my stuff, I picked up my guitar and my messenger bag first but when I saw Jiraiya reaching for my other suitcase, I hit his hand away. No way am I letting him touch my stuff for two reasons. One, I can carry it despite that I'll be having four bags to transport to mom's care and two, I don't want him touching my stuff for in fear that he might get his perverted germs all over it. His 'disease' might be contagious.

Using the elevator to go down twenty floors and loading mom's car, she was hitting upside the head, asking her husband why he didn't help me carry my stuff. When he told her that he tried but I wouldn't let him, he got hit again for not be assertive enough. I almost chuckled to that. After all, that's how my mom raised me so she knows that might be the only way to let me allow people to help me or do anything that doesn't suit my taste.

When I first met Jiraiya, he knew instantly that I wasn't really her son. But when he said something perverted to me, I uppercutted his chin. Then he ask if I really wasn't related to my mom. I'm pretty sure that the answer is obvious. Mom has blonde hair and I have raven black hair. Mom has creamy tan skin, despite living in the rainiest and depressing place in the world while I have pale, sickly skin that proves I belong in this rainy city. Mom has light brown eyes as I have dark eyes that almost look black from afar. Mom has a heart-shape face and I have a round face. The list can go on and on. In short, by looks I am the opposite of my mom. In violent personality about some subjects, we are very much alike.

My name is Hatake Sasuke. I'm seventeen years-old, birthday July 23, and I'm a junior in high school. When I was eight years old, my mom and my dad, Hatake Kakashi, adopted me from the Kirigakure orphanage. At the time, I understood why they got married. They were opposites and as the saying goes, opposites attract. Just not complete, total opposites. It was the same typical story. Mom and Kakashi, he said I could call him that if I wanted, were just two stupid teenagers in love and they made stupid, reckless decisions. They were three years into their marriage when they decided to adopt me. Mom couldn't get pregnant and she really wanted someone to take care of so that was where I came in. But then they moved back to their homeland and mom one day decided that this wasn't the life she wanted. She didn't want to be stuck in the town she grew up in so after five years of living in Konoha, she divorced Kakashi and left, taking me with her. I visited Kakashi for one summer after their divorce and then I got distracted two summers later. Even though he was a mess about the whole divorce, at least he had a whole village to help him recover. Mom on the other hand only had me since she didn't know anyone she could really open up to. I know that mom loves Kakashi and I'm hoping she still does but she's a traveler while he's a stayer. The apartment is actually our eighth home. Then she met Jiraiya who is a traveling novelist. He claims that he needs to travel so he can have 'research' for his books. Again, why him? I'm starting to believe that mom, and every girl in the world, are anything but reasonable and easy to deal with. So I try to stay clear of them and their life-making decisions as much as possible and to not let it bother me. But for things like marrying the biggest pervert in the world, plus a porn author, that is something I need an explanation for.

Arriving at the airport after a half an hour drive, I checked-in my luggage, without letting Jiraiya getting his disgusting hands on them, and I allowed the two of them to follow me to the boarding area. I only let Jiraiya come for three reasons. One, I'm technically still a minor so they both can follow me; two, mom would lecture me about accepting him and tolerating him since he is part of the family now; and three, mom is going to need him to when I board. I actually arrived when my plane just arrived. Now all I have to do is wait till they unload the passengers already in that plane, plus their luggage, and then loud up the next crowd of people plus our luggage. But before I go on, there's the elderly and those in first class. I have time and that's plenty enough for me to say my final goodbyes.

Still trying to hold the stern look, mom asks me, "Are you sure you have everything? Your clothes, your labtop, your books, your cell phone, your guitar, your lunch-" Great, now she's starting to fuss.

"Mom," I interrupted her before she begins to list off things she can clearly see I have. "I'm fine. I have everything and I'll be sure to call you when I land."

"You sure now?" Jiraiya asks. He leans to my ear and whispers, "Because you know how she gets if you don't."

Pushing him away, since his breathe always smells like a toad, I told him, "I know, I know. I'm seventeen. I know how to take care of myself."

Looking at mom, I can see it coming. Already, she has the look of 'I need to calm down now', but it's a mild look. It'll get worst soon.

Then the announcer says, "Now boarding first class passengers, the elderly, and those with children under the age of two years to Konohagakure."

Three…two…one…

Right as I expected it, mom grabs my arm and pulls me into a bear crushing hug. Her hugs are strong. She can literally break my bones if she wanted to and that's really saying something because I've seen people she loves less than me and they have black and blue bruises that don't leave for weeks. Though overtime, I have gotten used to them and for a moment like this, I let her hug me as much as she wants. I still remember the times when I would be sent to camp for one night and she wouldn't let me go till the teacher was only calling my name to get on the bus.

I understand why she acts like this though. For someone who can't have a child of her own, if she can have a child then she will never let it out of her sight and hold it in her arms to protect it from the world. Her only enemy is time and right now, I'm too old to be babied. I have to leave the nest sooner or later and really, things will be better this way.

"Now boarding other passengers. The plane will depart in ten minutes."

Time to go.

"Mom, I gotta go now."

Mom sniffed a bit. It was small but I heard it. "Alright then." Reluctantly, she let me go and looking at her face, I can see the tears she wanted to let out but trying to remain as the strong woman she is, she's holding them back. She doesn't even look at me because she doesn't want me to see them. So I did what every good son would do. I kiss her cheek and hug her myself. I didn't give her the chance to hug me back though, otherwise I'll never leave.

Turning to Jiraiya, I told him straight out, "Take care of her and if you hurt her in anyway, I will fly back and kick your ass."

With one hand on mom's shoulders, he raises his palms up as a sign of peace. "I come in peace. I may not prove it but Tsunade is the only woman for me. I'll make her happy."

I want to have the feeling that their marriage won't last, but I know the universe will prove me wrong and these two will be old and grey with their wedding bands still on their fingers.

Saying my goodbyes again, and only shaking hands with Jiraiya, I boarded the plane. The ride from Ame to Konoha is not very long. Only a three hour ride, or four depending on the weather. Actually if mom wanted to, she would have driven me herself to Konoha. But that would be a twelve hour drive there and back, and she doesn't have that sort of time to get off work. I wouldn't want to be a bother to her about it anyway. Too much trouble.

Since it was noon when I left, the plane offered lunch to the passengers and I ate that plus the overly sized bento mom packed for me in my messenger's bag. I got some looks from the people sitting next to me but I ignored them. What? They've never seen someone eat before?

Other than eating, I spent the rest of the ride staring out the window. Most people would sleep, watch a movie, or do something to kill the time but I just stare out the window. That's probably weird since I have a notebook to keep me occupied but I have nothing interesting to write about. Also if I sleep, then I'll get those strange dreams again. I would like to have them once a day if possible. What would be great is if I didn't have them at all or at least a different dream since they're all the same.

But my mind needs to work so I thought about what tomorrow might be like. Konoha is not so much of a small city but it's also not a very big one either. It's one of those places where they don't have shopping malls like they would at Ame or really tall buildings. All of their shops are small and family owned. Since it's surrounded by wilderness and a whole lot of vegetation, business is good since a lot of hikers love to come over. The one thing I absolutely hate about the place is it's always overcastted. It's not like Ame that rains constantly and clears for only ten minutes before pouring down like cats and dogs again. Konoha just has a whole bunch of clouds that hide the sunshine and no matter how dark they'll be it doesn't rain. It's like a weather that always keeps you guessing. Will it rain today? Is it going to clear up? Or what? The only time the weather is certain is during the summer when it's sunny all the time. That's why when they can, the people, or teenagers my age, leave for winter but always stay for the summer.

I know Kakashi has already registered me for school. He and I talked briefly about it a few days ago and he told me that I would be starting tomorrow. I know that it's not going to take me long to inhabit myself in the house I'll be living in from now on but it is going to take me a while to get used to that school. Konoha High with student body of one hundred and eighteen kids – including me. Konoha's overall population is about four thousand people so I'm not too terribly surprised about the school size. It just means an easier time for me to register who's who in that school and who to stay completely away from. My only hope now is the male population is ten times bigger than the female's. I only say that for one reason; beware of fan-girls. They will hunt you down and kill you. I swear.

In four hours, we arrived in Konoha. Arriving in the airport and looking out the window, I understood why it took so long. It's raining.

Funny.

It's almost like the rain was saying it's final goodbyes to me from Ame before it disappears from my life for a while. The only difference between the one back there and the rain here is it's only a light drizzle. Back in Ame, it was pouring.

I hate and love the rain. I hate it for making everything so wet and slippery, including myself. I also hate it for looking so god damn depressing and making my mood worst. But I love it because it makes everything easier. Now my new life in Konoha, there is one thing I am absolutely sure of. I'll miss the rain.

I know that the first chapter in the book is when Bella meets Edward but for me, that's not going to be for a while. However, I will have Sasuke meet the 'Cullens' in about two chapters from now, so again please bear with me. But how was it? Was my sister right that it was a little iffy or was it something better or worst than iffy? Please tell me! Thank you!