D I S C L A I M ER - - Naruto is all Kishimoto's property; I am merely a peasant obssessing over the anime/manga. Feed me.
Information Needed to Understand Crazy Story (I.N.U.C.S) - - This is an Alternate Universe story. Naruto and friends did not retrieve Sasuke back and so Sasuke has spent 5 years away from "home". He is 17 in this story and after ripping the head off our snakey friend, Orochimaru, Sasuke was found unconscious by (sexy) ANBU Black Ops and brought home. It's been a month or so since his homecoming and even though killing his (ever so sexy) brother is still his top priority, he can't even glance towards the horizon without 20 ANBU personnels appearing out of nowhere around him. So yes, this is the story of a waiting killer and his diversion from his (supposedly) only path in life.
CHAPTER I:
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Unsteady.
To describe the young man as unsteady was very much unusual. To say he was unsteady with no opponent before him was far more unusual. He lacked some emotions, one could say, but none of those humane feelings could be replaced by the sensation of unsteadiness. It made more sense to claim water being the shade of neon green than to say that he, an avenger, was unsteady.
No beast before him to unleash fear in him – he would have scoffed at that.
No man to dare drain confidence from his veins – he would have smirked at that.
No rushing winds from Mother Nature to scathe him – he would have grinned at that.
But what unsteadied him was an opponent that could no be beaten. Man against himself.
Thoughts unraveled inside him as he, Sasuke Uchiha, stood inside the household of Hyuuga. Hiashi Hyuuga.
The leader of such a stronghold hated Sasuke before having met him. Uchiha could not say the feeling was mutual but it was close. It was awkward, too awkward, to be under the roof of those who disliked him. Were it any other person, Sasuke would have enjoyed the hatred – made him feel special and ever so tingly inside.
But the main house of Hyuuga was an inferno even in its quiet disposition, where Satan took role of Hiashi and Sasuke was submitted to his bidding.
It was times like these that he wanted to send Tsunade straight to hell personally. These ridiculous missions that practically taunted his abilities were causing rage to burn through his veins. Ever since he had returned, proved to be sane and a friend of Konoha, the shinobi had been treated as a bomb waiting to explode any given moment.
He was a force to be reckoned with – not toyed with. And that was exactly what they were doing to him. While the blond loser had all sorts of freedom that came with being known as the next hokage in a few years and the pink haired emotional wreck continued to obsess over the Sharigan possessor, Sasuke had to withstand the humiliation of being given missions within the perimeters of Konoha.
And now to even pull on his puppet strings with harder mocking, he had been assigned duty inside the hellhole of Konoha. Standing in the main entrance with just but the sound of silence sucking at his hearing, Sasuke wondered if this unbearable feeling of being forced to be lower than those who hated you was worse than being unable to kill those that you hated.
"Uchiha."
A calm glance to his right exposed the strongest of the Hyuuga coming towards him with a look that gave no emotion but that of distaste. Neji, stoic as his opponent, walked over to Sasuke and stood in front of him, analyzing the embodiment of revenge before him. Sasuke, despite his natural dislike for the Hyuuga, met his gaze and kept an unreadable stare to Neji. The silence was deafening.
After an eternity of silent rivalry, Neji spoke once more, his voice never above that of a sigh. "Hiashi-sama is ready to see you." And with no more words, the jounin turned around and walked away, leading a silent Uchiha to the deepest chasm of hell, Sasuke was sure.
Hands in his pockets, his footsteps fell quiet on the carpeted wooden floors, his hearing and mind subjected to even more solitary sounds – his breathing and the stillness in the house.
His journey to Hiashi's office had to be coming to end for his ears faintly picked up sound...a tune...
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A/N: Possibly one of the weirdest beginnings I've done. So short and...lacking of a true ending, I guess. Meh. Well! I do hope your curiosity is slightly peaked and that this...chapter, if I can even call it that, is satisfying in some way. Uhm...Hmm...That's all for now! Please review, tee hee!