This is my first fan fiction. Normally I wouldn't write a fan fiction, I just read them. I had this sitting in my Documents folder for quite a while so I reviewed it and had a couple of my friends go over it. So enjoy! Oh and after reading, you'll find some answers and some questions on the bottom.

Oh and just to answer anyone who has a pairing fetish and won't read a story without a pairing or won't read a story with a particular pairing, this is leaning toward my OCxOC and NaruxSaku. But no lemons, I hate lemons. They're so sour. Okay well...maybe one lemon near the end...I'll have to see how much money someone will bribe me with.

And Naruto and Sakura and blah blah blah, Konoha, all belong to You-Know-Who. We all know who it is...And no...it's not Santa Claus.


Prologue

7 years ago from the 2nd Sasuke Retrieval Mission…

Konoha Hospital – 3:12 AM

The early hours of the day are the quietest of times for Konoha Hospital. Only a few nurses are up, checking to make sure overnight patients are sound asleep. None of the nurses patrol the basement though and why should they? All that's in the basement are medical supplies and cadavers.

"Is it ready?"

"Almost, I have to hit the vein."

"How hard is it to stick a needle in a dead body?"

Two men worked in the darkness beside a cadaver, one in a Chuunin uniform and the other in a medical orderly's scrubs. The dead body lay on a metal table, rolled out of a compartment in the wall with similar compartments arrayed beside it. The two couldn't use any lights in fear of someone noticing. The orderly gently stabbed a needle, with a tube attached to it, into the cadaver, piercing a blood vessel.

"There! I got it! Start the machine!" The orderly whispered.

The Chuunin flicked a switch on a small apparatus set on the floor beside the body. A small whir sounded and the tube quickly filled with blood as they desanguinated the body. An indicator on the side of the machine allowed the two men to measure how much blood they were taking out. Only a dozen nerve wracking minutes passed before the machine turned off with a click. The Chuunin let out a sigh of relief as he bent down to examine the indicator.

"Good, we got as much as he expected, 5.5 liters." He said.

The orderly bent down and removed the container of blood from the machine. He replaced it with another container filled with blood.

"Alright, start it up again. This time we gotta fill him with this blood."

"Why?" The Chuunin asked.

The orderly looked at the Chuunin with disdain. "The body still needs to be prepared for burial. The coroner will have the body down here and if he examines it again, he'll see that the blood is gone. It'll look suspicious."

The other nodded in agreement and started the machine again. The whir filled in the silence again as it pushed blood from the container, through the tube, and into the body. Another dozen minutes passed and the machine turned off. The orderly quickly pulled out the needle and packed the machine, the containers, and the tubing into a bag.

He handed the bag to the Chuunin. "Take this to him, mission accomplished."

The Chuunin nodded. "Let's get out of here fast. We're risking witnesses from happening."

The Chuunin and the orderly quickly walked out of the hospital morgue, through the main floor, and out the front doors. The Chuunin turned toward the orderly as they walked out the front.

"One more thing." He said.

"Yes?"

The Chuunin pulled out a syringe and quickly jabbed it into the orderly's arm. The orderly was too shocked to react and the syringe's contents emptied into the orderly's vein.

"W-what?!"

The Chuunin narrowed his eyes in annoyance. "Don't worry. This won't kill you. You just won't remember what happened in the past few days."

The orderly dropped to his knees as the Chuunin pulled out the syringe. He already felt the world spinning around him.

"Why?" he gasped.

"Because this wasn't exactly a mission for the Sandaime Hokage. Don't worry; I'll make sure the benefactor of this blood will know of your effort in this."

The Chuunin quickly walked away as the orderly collapsed into unconsciousness and pocketed the syringe. He knew his leader would be enormously happy with the blood. Although the leader would regret that they couldn't get more or even the survivor's blood. But the hospital doctors would notice if more than 5 liters of blood was missing from their supplies.

It would have to do. Uchiha Fugaku's blood would have to do.


So, how was it? One thing I avoided using was Japanese like 'hai' for yes and -san and -chan for names. Although if many of you find it annoying for me to not put those in to add more of the Japanese anime flavor, I'll start doing that. Review as much as you can, the more you review, the more I can do to make my story better. Oh and complain...I like complaining...And you can do requests but I probably won't use them since it's my story. But go ahead, if it's a good request, I might use it. But no yaoi...yaoi is like vegetables to me, they're icky.

To answer some questions that might be asked: 7 years before the 2nd Sasuke retrieval mission, Sasuke was 7-8 years old, right around when the Uchiha Massacre occurred. Uchiha Fugaku is Itachi's and Sasuke's father. And yes, when it says 'survivor' it is referring to Sasuke. And no, I don't know what was in the syringe that knocked out the orderly. Maybe a knuckle sandwich...And yes, there really are 5 liters of blood in a human body. Go bleed yourself into a 5 liter bucket and discover the amazing-ness of the human body. Or just Wikipedia it. And yes...there is a story, not just this prologue. This is just to get you guys interested. If you have any questions that I didn't answer, go ahead and ask them.

Thanks for reading...really...I'm not being sarcastic here.