A/N: Hey everyone. So you have threatened me to do a sequel for A Dope and a Teme. I have complied with all the death warnings, and here's the sequel! For all those who are reading this and haven't read the first story, please read that before reading this. Just know I'm editing the first story at the moment, so bear with mistakes to those who haven't read it yet. Enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I marched my way to K. Masashi's home to demand that he give me his character's…He threw me out with a laugh, but he did give me a cookie…

'It's dark… I'm cold… I hurt all over. Where am I? Where are mom and dad? What's that noise? It sounds like laughing. I don't like this laughing; it's like a growling dog. Someone help me. I don't want to be here with this dog. It's going to kill me. The dog is getting closer. I see a light. If I go to it, I'll gain something. The dog is too close though. I'm going to die, someone help me. Help me. Help me S-

"SASUKE!" He jerks up in bed, his hand was stretched out in front of him as if grabbing for something or someone. His eyes were wide and staring up at the white ceiling. There was a burning sensation running through his scar on his chest.

He was breathing hard in small, quick, gasps, a thin blanket of sweat covering his body. He rapidly looks around the dimly lit room, searching for whatever. Seeing the small room empty besides him, he slowly retracts his hand, placing it against his inflamed chest. Said man was trying to calm his breathing by taking long, deep, breaths.

What was that? Another nightmare I guess. This one was new, though. Wait… I shouted something… I think Sasuke? Never mind that; I spoke! Actually screamed, but still, a word came out of my mouth!

"Sasu? Are you OK?" The blonde looks over at the slight bent open door. Kanna had her head poked through, her red hair going into several different directions or mushed against her cheek from where she was sleeping before the scream woke her.

Damn didn't mean to wake her. Though this image of her is pretty funny.

Remembering that he had shouted something out earlier, Sasu gives her a big grin. Sense he was able to talk, that meant he could now talk, right? Why would he be able to only shout a word and not be able to speak again?

With this in mind, he opens his mouth and tries to tell the red head that he was fine and that he could now talk. No such luck happened. Nothing came out of his mouth open mouth. Maybe he was doing it wrong? He attempts to speak several more times before he closes his mouth into a thin line, a wave of sadness smashing into him. He stares at the pale blue comforter, not wanting to look in Kanna's that he knew were filled with sympathy. He didn't need her sympathy; he just wanted to talk and to hear his voice for Christ sake. It was so frustrating not being able to speak. Why couldn't he speak dammit?! What did he do that he didn't deserve to talk to people?

I feel like crying or something.

"Sasu, did you have another nightmare? Was it the same one about seeing mangled bodies and blood everywhere?" (1) Sasu hated her bluntness sometimes when it came to his dreams.

He raises her eyes to meet hers, and sure enough, they are filled with sympathy. He hated that look. She was now fully in the room and was standing next to the bed. He didn't know how she got to him with him noticing, but said man didn't really care at the moment.

A sigh escapes from between his lips as he brings his sapphires away from her piercing green ones. The blonde shakes his head and runs a shaky hand through his tangled hair.

"Oh. Well, do you want to tell me about this one?" It only takes him a moment to ponder this before shaking his head, signaling he didn't feel like writing about the dream. He didn't want to tell her how alone he felt, or that he had shouted a person's name out that he didn't even know. It would get her hopes up, and he didn't want to see her disappointment later when nothing changes.

I really hate seeing her look sad. She reminds me of someone, but I can't really place who. Just another fucking memory lost somewhere in my brain.

Kana nods in understanding; she wasn't going to push the blonde into telling her anything, but she would get answers soon. Especially about this Sasuke person he had shouted out. She doesn't make a move to leave, but instead sits at the edge of the plush mattress and reaches her arms out, giving the shaking blonde a comforting hug. She found that hugging the blonde always seemed to calm him down.

Sasu doesn't respond to the embracement at first, but gradually lifts his arms until they are squeezing her back, his head lying on her shoulder for comfort. He always felt nice in her arms, not in a relationship way, just a friend or family hugging each other for strength in one another way.

I'm a complete loser. Here is a girl hugging me, and all I can think about is her being family.

"Hey Sasu, feel like going back to sleep?" Said man gives her a soundless chuckle, shaking his head against her collar bone. He was too jarred to go back to sleep. Besides he was positive that he would just have another nightmare again. When one came, more follow.

"Good because I'm not either. How about we head to the kitchen and make ramen or something sweet? But I don't think sweets are a good idea sense they tend to give people nightmares. So I'm thinking just ramen, what do you think blondie?"

News of making his favorite food brings Sasu out of his gloominess, picking his head up and shaking it up and down enthusiastically, a grin spread across his tan features. He could never say no to ramen, especially the way Kana made it.

It's like she's a ramen God, or something. It does help that hers is the only one I've had, but something tells me that nothing could compare. Must be a ramen lover thing.

"OK, OK I get it. You love ramen now stop with the head shaking; you're making me see double." (2) The red head is slightly laughing as she releases the blonde, and heads toward the open door. She doesn't look back as she leaves the room, her steps echoing through the quiet hall.

Sasu looks at the door, he facial features are frowning. He was thinking back to that name, Sasuke, which he had called out to in his dream. He felt that he was the one he was reaching for, but he couldn't fathom why. Who was Sasuke? Was he someone important? The blonde tries to remember who the owner was, but nothing came to mind.

It was so aggravating that he wanted to rip his pillow or something. He just wanted to break something to release his growing stress.

Sasuke… even the name doesn't sound familiar. But… What if I name myself after this guy? I mean just add a K and E and it spells his name. That can't just be a coincidence. There has to be a connection somewhere…

"Sasu, hurry up and get in here! If you don't, I'll eat your ramen too!" Kanna's voice echo's faintly through the house. Hearing the warning, said man hurriedly jumps out of bed, practically running the short distance to the kitchen.

He has to squint his eyes as bright light invades them when he steps into the kitchen. He mentally cursed the light for being so bright. He wanted to throw a bowl at the offending thing.

Stupid light. Why do people make them so freaking bright?

Once his eyes finally adjust, he looks at the island counter that Kanna was sitting on, a bowl of gooey flower resting on her lap. He notices that the mixture wasn't only in the bowl, but all over the red head's face and night clothes which consisted of a baggy pink shirt and pale blue make boxers. He found it weird for a girl to be wearing boxer shorts, but he didn't want to question it, afraid of the answer he would get. He couldn't help but smile at the mess, raising an eyebrow, silently asking what happened and how was it was accomplished so quickly. He was a messy mixture, but come on; he wasn't that bad.

Seeming to know exactly what the blonde was thinking, the red head lets out a nervous laugh.

"Well, you see, I was mixing the crap when my arm slipped and a big spoonful flew up and kissed my face. Just shows you how clumsy I am."

That seems legit. (3) I haven't known her two months and already I know she's a clumsy, stubborn, girl. I'm surprised she was able to heal me with ease.

A spoon is thrown and hits Sasu square in the forehead causing his head to snap back. Said blonde brings his hand to his head, pressing roughly on it to stop the pain. He glares at the non-looking innocent woman on the counter.

That hurt! What the hell is her problem?

"Just so you know I know you way too well for only two months. So that means I know when you're thinking bad of me, hence the spoon throwing for punishment. Oh, that reminds me; let me check your wound on your chest. It may be healed, but that doesn't mean irritation can't occur afterwards."

He doesn't fight her and casually walks over to her, picking up the wooden spoon on the way. He didn't mind her checking his scar out; it just means she is concerned for him. He lifts his white shirt, revealing his long, pink, scar running across his biceps. It wasn't big; just a thin line barely notices only you knew it was there, or if you looked at it closely.

She brings her face close to the blemish, her cold hand lightly pressing against it, wanting to see if this brought Sasu and discomfort. It didn't bring him any really, it was just sensitive to the cold, which was weird; his other scars felt find, just like regular skin. (4)

"Hmm, it looks fine I guess. It hasn't been hurting recently, right?"

He shakes his head no, not mentioning that it had burned earlier when he woke up. He didn't want to worry the girl. She seems satisfied with the answer as she sits back up, a smile on her face.

"I feel proud though; if it weren't for my amazing sewing skills, that scar would be a lot more noticeable. You can thank me for that later when you get your voice back."

Sasu smiles at the woman, pulling his shirt back into place. He shrugs and grabs the bowl from her lap setting it to her side; he didn't trust Kanna with her clumsiness, knowing her, she would forget it was there and would stand up, spilling the contents everywhere.

"Oh! I forgot that I still had the bowl."

He knew it. He just saved the life of innocent gooey batter. The blonde shakes his head before reaching for the paper and pencil lying on the far side of the counter. They kept the utensils in every room so that he had easy access to them.

Speaking about his injuries brought some questions to his mind, and he wanted to clarify them.

'Hey, random question that I should have ask a while back, but why haven't we gone to the hospital or police?'

She barely glances at the paper before shrugging, avoiding his blue, questioning, eyes. "Why would you want to go to those places when you have me to look after you?"

'Well I get the hospital part; you did what they would've done. But I want to go to the police hoping they could help me find out who I am. Maybe they have answers that we can't answer.'

"You want to leave me?" Kanna's voice is barely above a whisper, but Sasu could clearly hear her. He could see the pain and fear in her eyes. Guilt builds in his body; did he really come off as wanting to leave her? After all she has done for him?

'Of course not. I just want to figure out who I am. You can understand this, right? I never once thought about leaving you. I just want to know who I am.'

The small room is quiet as the red head stares blankly at the paper before her. He tries to read her emotions that were usually easy to decipher, but she gives away nothing. The blonde began to fear that she didn't understand and would throw him out, or hate him for wanting to find out who he was. But that wouldn't be fair. He had a right to know who he was.

"I understand Sasu. I'm being selfish I guess. You want to know who you really are, and I should respect this. I get it. So let's do this; let's go back to bed, and tomorrow we'll leave to go to the station. They'll know who you are if someone has been looking for you, or if your DNA is in the system."

She is still avoiding his eyes, but he could tell it was only because she was embarrassed do to the red dust on her cheeks.

'That sounds like a plan, except two things. One, you're not selfish. You live by yourself, and you just don't want to be by yourself. Plus we've became great friends. Second, what about the ramen?!'

This is awarded with a bright toothy smile from the red head. She laughs and rubs the back of her neck, a habit she picked up from him. Kanna shakes her head, still laughing of course.

"You and your ramen."

What could he say? Man liked his ramen.

She slides off the island and picks up the abandoned bowl. She quickly grabs the wooden spoon and begins mixing the thicken substance.

"Ramen now, answers later."

"H-hey Sasuke, Want to walk with me?" The raven twists his head toward the door where a nervous looking girl stood, her grayish pale eyes were looking at the ground and one would think she was blind. He knew better though. Hinata had the best freaking vision a person could ask for.

He raises an eyebrow at the raven girl in surprise. Hinata and him weren't the best of friends, and usually stayed out of each other's way. She had never asked him to do anything with her before.

"Why? Is no one else around for you to ask?" A dust of red crosses her face, contrasting with her purple jacket and pale gray jeans.

"U-um no. I-I need to talk to you about something."

Her voice was just above a whisper, but Sasuke could hear her perfectly fine. He lowers his brows in confusion.

What does she want to talk about? It's not like we have anything in common. But I'll go with her I guess sense this seems important.

He pulls himself off the bed he was currently residing in. He carefully avoided the pictures that were sprawled out over the comforter. They were of Naruto while he was still living at the spa house. It brought comfort to see his calm and smiling face, even if they were on paper.

The ache in his chest is just a dull pain, but it was the worst pain he's ever felt. It had been close to two months sense Naruto's death, and he has finally accepted the truth that Naruto wouldn't be back. He wouldn't return to him, and everything wouldn't go back to normal. No, Naruto was dead.

They had the funeral weeks ago, but it felt like it was only yesterday. The pain never leaving him and it was suffocating him from the inside out.

He tries not to let his emotion show, but the look in the girl's eyes told him she had saw the pain there.

"Sure, let's go walk and chat. It would do me some good to get out of the room for a while."

He heads over to where Hinata was waiting and brushes past her into the hallway, not stopping to look back, he continues to walk down the hall expecting her to follow, which she does. No one was out and about much to his surprise.

They are probably swimming or hauled in their room like Kiba and Sakura. I can't believe they still haven't left yet. It's been nearly two months already. I wouldn't be surprised if the y killed over.

They walk in silence as they make their way downs the flight of steps, and out the double set doors that led outside. It was cold outside, the air stale with the sickening smell of roses. He would think he would get used to the smell of the bitter and sweet smell after all this time, but no, the smell was as intense as ever.

They continue to walk down the walk way side by side that would eventually lead them to the highway, or deeper into the forest, which ever path they toke.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Sasuke was growing impatient with the silent woman. He just wanted to know what she wanted so he could get away from the roses. They were giving him a headache already. If he wasn't careful, he would lash out on the shy raven. He wasn't a fan of that emotion, unless a certain blonde displayed it. But Naruto would never show that attitude again.

He's always on my mind now and days. I'm sure this isn't healthy.

He glances at her from the corner of his eye, wanting to forget about the Dope for a moment. He couldn't help but notice her fidgeting all over the place.

"W-well it's about Kiba and Sakura."

Oh great. Them again.

"Hn."

"I-I was wondering if you could talk to them and try to get them to come out of their rooms. I-it's not healthy for them. We haven't heard anything from them either; I'm starting to get concerned for them. They are barely eating also."

The raven stops in his tracks and grabs the bridge of his nose, his headache swelling slightly. Hinata only wanted him to drag the two asses out from their confinements. That was easier said than done. Why did he have to get them? If they didn't want to come out, then let them rot in their rooms.

This is so freaking troublesome. She shouldn't be asking me to do the near impossible.

"What makes you think I can get them to leave their rooms? Also what gives the idea that I would want to do this?" His voice sounded harsher than intended, but he was too concerned about it. He eyes the blushing raven beside him. He slightly wondered if that pink blush was permanently inked into her pale skin.

She sure does blush a lot. Naruto did that too, but not as much. Oh great, I'm thinking about him again.

"W-well I thought you could do it sense you're so bossy and like to get what you want. I-I thought they were your friends so I assumed this would be OK."

Sasuke sighs at this. Hinata could be so blunt at times. She's right though about him being bossy and also Kiba and Sakura being somewhat his friends even if he didn't like admitting it.

He rakes his pale hand through his dark locks, defeated. He wasn't going to argue, and personally, he missed the mutt's barking and Sakura's big mouth. He would never admit this though. Besides it would give him something to do to preoccupy his thoughts.

"Fine. I'll drag their asses out even by force if I have to. Their moping time is over. They need to get with the program. Besides Kiba still needs to ask you out, right?"

He is rewarded with a small laugh and a nervous smile. He had to admit; Hinata was cute with her shyness, but she could never compare to Naruto who was loud and obnoxious, but could be just as shy as her.

The dull ache in his chest that had temporarily vanished reappears once again, just as fresh.

Stupid Dope, being able to still have this effect on me.

"T-thanks Sasuke. Good luck."

"Hn. You too."

He turns from the raven girl, heading back in the direction of the house. Determination in his onyx eyes, also mixed with sadness that he would never show anyone.

Time to get a couple of idiots to leave their shell hell of a room.

"You ready Sasu?" The blonde looks toward the door where Kanna stood. She had her hands on her hips, wrinkling her soft baby green spaghetti strap dress. He could tell she was annoyed with him. He glances back in the mirror, examining his orange T-shirt and loose, baggy, blue jeans that hung low on his hips. His blonde hair was an un-controllable mess with spikes of the golden locks in every direction.

I look like a bum. Shouldn't I be wearing something better, or at least figure out what to do with this demon hair?

Seeming to know what he was thinking, the red head gives a small sigh. "You look fine blondie. We're just going to the police department. No need to dress up for the occasion."

Sasu couldn't help but crack a smile at the impatient girl. He found her remarks to be amusing at the right times. He did wonder, though, why she had become so eager to go to the cops. Last night she had been so down hearted about it, but when he woke this morning, she was already up and throwing clothes at his face.

Does she want me to leave that bad? No, that can't be it. I wonder if she feels guilty about last night.

"Well? Come on already." She could be so bossy at times.

He shakes his head in agreement and makes his way to the irritated girl. She turns on her heels, and Sasu has to pick up his pace to keep up with the speeding crimson lady. Why did she have to walk so fast in her own house? They walk down the hall and into the opening of the living room. They then made their way to the door, carefully avoiding the towers of books stacked randomly around the small room.

We really need to buy more shelves or something. This is getting ridiculous…

Kanna opens the door with a swing and the bright morning sun shines brightly through, a small ocean breeze wafting through them. Sasu makes his way out the door after the woman. He keeps a steady pace with her as they walk in silence along a small cracked side walk that led into the city.

At some point Kanna grabs his hand, giving it a small squeeze. He wasn't sure if it was to comfort him or her. Probably both he concluded. The crimson head girl was beginning to look more and more nervous. He had never seen her look so distraught before, and he was sure he looked the same.

Sasu was nervous and excited at the same time. He had never been to the city sense landing there two months ago. Kanna had always gone out and brought everything they would need for the week. She always told him that there was no reason to leave the confinement of the house, so he never left. It was quiet the sight to behold. There were tall buildings everywhere. Some were made of just concrete with glass windows, while others were completely see threw.

There were small buildings surrounding the massive ones. The blonde couldn't help but amuse himself in comparing them in size as people are to ants.

I bet if one or two of the buildings fall, it would create a major havoc. That's a morbid thought. I wonder why I thought about that… (5)

"The department is just up a head. Sense you are still unable to utter a word, I'll do the talking. I've never had to speak with them, so sorry if I sound like a nervous train wreck. As you have never seen, I'm not good with strangers." Sasu lifts an eye brow at this; if she was so shy around strangers, why did she seem fine around him when they first met.

"That's because you were injured and I had to help you. I may be shy around strangers, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let one die. Especially if they're cute blondes."

He side glances at the girl next to him. Kanna had her innocent face on and anyone who looked at her would think nothing about her. But he knew that inside she was smirking her ass off. She really liked to tease him, didn't she?

Why does she always know want I'm thinking? Is she a mind reader? If that was so, then I would be dead by now. If she ever finds out that I thought of her as a guy sometimes, she would makes noodles out of my head.

This brought a shudder to the tan man. The thought of being turned to noodles was strangely sickening to him. He slightly wondered if that could even be possible and if so, what would fleshy noodles taste like?

Probably disgusting. I bet they would make the miso soup out of brain juice or something… I think I've been watching way too many zombie movies…

He is brought out of his thoughts as he slams right into a brick wall, causing him to stumble back and fall on his butt. Pain shoots up his tail bone and from his nose. He whimpers slightly as he grabs his abused appendage. He glares at the building with daggers.

When the hell did that wall get there?

"You're kind of an idiot, you know that? Anyway are you OK? Next time look where you're going. I don't want to have to fix you up again." Sasu bends his head backwards to the red head who was glaring down at him. The glare was harmless just as her words weren't harsh. She was just worried about the blonde idiot.

Said idiot gives her a bright smile and a thumbs up, signaling he was a OK, while still clutching his throbbing nose. She lets a sigh pass her lips before a small smile brightens her features. She bends down slightly and extends her arm out for the blonde to take.

He gratefully accepts the help and pulls himself up. Said teen brushes invisible dirt of his clothes, before taking another look at the abusive building that had attacked him. It was a relatively small building with gray concrete slabs for its build up. It had two small windows with a set of double doors in between the glass. Above the windows and doors was two words that made the blonde's heart squeeze in excitement.

They had finally arrived at the police station.

For some reason, I imagined it to be bigger. I guess I'm being a stereotype. I bet it's going to calm in there instead of a hectic mess I believe it to be.

"You just going to stand there, or are we going to enter the place to get some answers?" Kanna was looking up at him, her green eyes had an amused expression.

She's being a smartass, isn't she…

He nods and reaches for the door handle in front of him. Cool air brushes past him as he opens the door. He holds the door open for his friend. She nods her thanks as she walks into the small building. Sasu lets the door shut with a small audible click as he steps into the chilled space. There were neatly rows of desk on either side of the room. Some seemed to be empty while other held men and women with papers covering the roof of their desk.

Some officers were standing at a water fountain, chatting quietly amongst themselves. All and all, the place gave of a vibe of ease that nothing bad could possibly happen in the building.

It was quite in the place with the occasional voice or two. It seemed the police didn't even acknowledge that they had two new bodies in the building with them.

Wow, this is kinda lousy. We could be serial killers and they wouldn't have noticed us coming in with guns and other weapons. Do they feel that confident that nothing will happen in the confinement of their work area?

"Ahem, can we please get some service here?" Kanna's voice surprised the blonde; it was small and tentative as if she were scared to speak up. He glances at said girl to find she was staring at the tiled floor, her body fidgeting slightly.

Wow she really wasn't kidding when she said she got shy around people she didn't know. I feel kinda special now…

No one seems to have heard the red head and Sasu is about to bang on some walls and desk when a woman glances in their general direction. She had thick, wavy, brown hair that reached down to her to her thin waist. Her skin was tan, more so than his, and she was wearing a tight fitting blue button up shirt tucked into black dress pants. She was on the skinny side with all the bursting right curves. But that didn't get the blonde's attention as much as her eyes. They were so pale, almost white, that he believed she was blind at first.

He quickly disregards this when her eyes widen and she points at said blonde. The officer opens her mouth to speak but shuts it tightly. Sasu couldn't help but picture a gaping fish at the action. It unnerved the boy that she seemed to recognize him when he had never seen this woman before in his life.

I kinda wish she would stop pointing at me. I know I look like a bum, but she doesn't have to look so shell shocked about it. Maybe she does know me? She doesn't look familiar though.

"Yo-you're that kid! Oh my gawsh, oh my gawsh, oh my freaking going to die gawsh. Sai is going to have a field day with this. I need to call him this instance." She makes her way to her what Sasu believed to her desk.

"Wait a minute lady. Before you call whoever the hell this Sai guy is, you better explain to us what is going on. Right. Now."

The blonde and the brunette look at the crimson haired woman in shock. Sasu had never heard such venom in the small girl. What happened to her shyness? This girl was to bipolar to him. The officer looked to be stunned that Kanna would speak so harshly to her. She retreats her arm back to her side as she makes her way to the two teens, not taking her glaring eyes of the green eyed woman. Kanna was glaring just as fiercely back.

They look like they're about to kill each other. Do all women do this or is just random? Either way it looks like a battle zone at the moment.

The woman stops just a foot away from them. Sasu can see a nametag pinned against her chest. It read that her name was Ayaa Hyuuga. The last name seemed to pop at him for some unknown reason, but he wasn't sure why.

"Watch your tone miss. I don't have to explain anything to you, but you have to explain some things to me. How about we head to the back rooms and chat? I'm sure we don't want a scene here out in the open." Her voice was laced with poison and she had an accent that suggested she wasn't from around here.

Ayaa turns on her heels and begins marching off toward the back, not waiting to see if the two were following. If they wanted answers, they would follow. And Sasu wanted answers. He takes a step in the brunette's direction when Kanna's strong grip wraps around his wrist, stopping his movements. He turns a raised brow to her, silently asking what was wrong.

"Can we trust this chick? What if she's just pulling our legs?" Her voice was low and menacing. She really didn't trust this woman.

Sasu furrows his brows at his friend and shakes his wrist away from her grip. He waves his hand in the air as if brushing her suspicion away. He was going with or without her, but he really wanted her to go with him. He gives her a reassuring smile and shakes his head at the woman who was waiting at a door that would lead to god knows where.

He begins moving again, this time the red head doesn't stop him, and they make their way toward the back, ignoring the stares and glances they got from the other employees. They stop just outside the door.

"OK kids. Come on in and let's talk." Sasu and Kanna don't object as they walk into the dimly lit room. It was a cramped space with a small metal table in the middle. One metal bendable chair was on one side and two on the other. It felt colder in there than it did out there much to the blonde's surprise. He had to suppress his arms from rubbing against each other for warmth. His scar felt unusually warm though.

I swear I feel like I'm going to get hypothermia from this. Can't they at least turn on the heat or something? God, I'm freezing!

The blonde sits down on the cool metal and looks at his friend to do the same. She does and as does the police lady. They sit in silence for what seemed like an eternity before Ayaa spoke.

"So this is Naruto Uzumaki. You look cuter in person. Care to explain why you're alive, and why haven't you called someone to let them know?"

Sasu couldn't help but give the woman a blank stare; who was Naruto? Was that his name? It did sound familiar, but he couldn't be for sure. Ayaa is staring impatiently at the blonde to speak, her milk like eyes boring into his sapphires.

"Sorry, his is unable to speak for the time being. Furthermore, is Naruto Uzumaki his real name?"

Now it's her turn to give them the blank expression.

"Of course it is. You both should know this right? What kind of question is that?"

Sasu turned Naruto and Kanna give each other a look before said girl turns back to the older woman.

"Well you see Sasu- I mean Naruto here has no recognition of his past. He seems to have lost it when he woke up from the beach where I found him."

The brunette puts her face in her hands and sighs. This has become more difficult on her part. But one thing was egging at her. She turns her cool eyes to the young girl.

"If you found him, why didn't you take him to the hospital straight away?"

Naruto could feel the red head stiffen at his side. He had been wondering about it too, but never really pushed into it. He figured she had her own reason for keeping him cooped up at the house.

"I didn't see the need. I have training in the medical field and I was perfectly capable of doing minor surgery on him. Besides, I wasn't taking the risk of paying his bills if he didn't have insurance."

Ayaa just stares blankly at the girl, not letting any emotion cross her tan features.

"That was irresponsible of you young lady. You had no right to deprive mister Uzumaki of proper medical attention he needed. If you had taken responsibility, he would have been back with his family and friends way before now. I can't believe yo-"

She is interrupted by Naruto slamming his fist against the cold, hard, table. He was furious; how dare this lady tell Kanna that she was being irresponsible. His friend has done everything for him to keep healthy and comfortable. Even if he wasn't able to go out and find out who he was, she was his first friend sense he lost his memory and this woman had no right to bad mouth her. He glares hatefully at the officer who looks taken aback by the look.

If she says one more word that insults Kanna, I'm going to throw the table at her face.

Kanna sighs at his attitude. She felt like she deserved to be reprimanded. It was her fault that Naruto wasn't able to figure out who he was until now. She places her pale hand on his tan one, calming him down slightly.

"It's OK blondie. She's right; I should've token you to the hospital sooner."

He gives her a look that obviously says that he didn't fucking care. This woman has been insulting his friend ever sense she laid eyes on her. He was disliking this lady less and less by the minute.

Ayaa sighs under her breath. She hadn't meant to piss the blonde off, but there she was running her big mouth.

"Sorry, I was out of line. Let's start over shall we?" The two teens give the woman expressionless stares. She gives a nervous cough and fidgets with her hands.

"OK… I guess I'll explain some things. First things first…"

She pauses for a moment, collecting what patience she had left with the two before continuing.

"I'll tell you the story of your life, Naruto Uzumaki."

(1)- She is referring to Naruto's parent's death in the bedroom, but they don't know that.

(2)- Something my mom says. She says if we shake our heads fast enough you'll see another head looking at you. I have yet to have seen this yet…

(3)- Something I say. Just means that it's correct, or seems to be.

(4)- I have a rather large scar running up my leg from falling down some stairs, and even though it's healed and everything, it's still sensitive. My other scars though feel totally fine.

A/N: Wow… Six thousand plus words… For one chapter… Anyway, what do you think? I was planning on prolonging the moment when Naruto finds out who he is and is reunited with Sasuke and the others, but an idea popped in my head and it requires they meet in the second or third chapter. So what do you think of the first chapter of the sequel? Let me know please! I love reading everyone's reviews. And trust me, I do read them. Review, Review, REVIEW FOR THE LIFE OF KAMI!