Okay, this is my first story posted on here. I hope you all like it!
Tropicalna helped me think of this, so partial credit goes to her.
In this story, Minato is NOT dead, neither is Sasori.
Couples~
ItachiXNaruto
SaiXSakura
MinatoXKakashi (I just read a fanfiction with this pairing in it, and absolutely fell in love with it.)
OrochimaruXSasuke (Kay, I really HATE this pairing, but I needed to do something with Sasuke and . . . . Naruto was already taken.)
DeidaraXSasori
I would like critique, but be fair, and I will laugh at flares and stupid comments.
I would love to hear any ideas you have for the story as well, via the privet message.
Enjoy the story!
Shifting lights, unfamiliar scents . . . .
Softness beneath him, smooth cloth under his hands.
And there was pain. . . .
Now that he thought about it, there was a lot of pain, burning pain . . . .
Too much pain.
He sat up sharply, instantly doubling over as more pain tore through his body from his torso.
The blanket fell down to his stomach.
He could feel he was naked, but his lower half was still covered by the silken sheets, but yet, his chest, arms, shoulders and hands were wrapped up tightly in white strips of cloth.
What had happened to him . . . ?
"So . . . . You're finally awake . . . ." an icy voice called.
His cerulean blue eyes flickered over to the corner of the room, where the voice had come from.
Out of the darkness stared tow crimson, blood-red eyes.
They watched his every move, his every breath, every flicker of movement from him.
"Who . . . who are you?" he breathed, swallowing hard, his pale blue eyes darting nervously around the shadow encased room.
"Do you not remember me . . . Naruto?" the voice said, almost sadly, and walked into the light coming from the crack in the window shutters.
This older man, was undeniably beautiful, with long, dark hair, strange blood red eyes, and pale skin.
He was tall, thin and was dressed in a long, full body cloak, with red clouds outlined in white on it.
"Is that my name? Naruto?" he asked in amazement, his pretty blue eyes scanning every inch of his own body, as if it were all a new discovery to him.
There was a strange gleam in the man's crimson eyes, but he blinked it away.
"You really did lose all your memories then . . . . I was afraid of that. . . . My name is Uchiha Itachi. You are Uzumaki Naruto." he replied slowly.
"So, Naruto really is my name! Good. Hey, uhh . . . Itachi-san, what happened to me? Why am I all bandaged up? And why do I hurt so much?" Naruto asked, wincing as another wave of pain overtook him.
Itachi stalked over silently, and stopped by the edge of the bed, "You fell. Off a cliff. And you hit your head. It's a wonder your still alive. . . . Your wounds were quite severe, and you're not done healing yet." he explained, his voice emotionless.
"I see . . . Hey, Itachi-san! Do I have any friends?" Naruto suddenly asked, flashing Itachi a familiar grin.
A small smile graced Itachi's lips under the wide collar of his cloak.
He sat down and rubbed the blonde's head, "Yes, Naru-chan. You do have friends. Me. I am your friend." he replied softly.
Aww. Cute Itachi.
Poor Naru-chan!
Will he ever recover his memories?!
And why the heck is Itachi being so kind to him, I thought they wanted to kill poor Naru-chan. . . .
Keep reading to find out!
Please review!