Lost Chapter 1: Prologue, a naruto fanfic

Yo.

Naruto ff...One of two prologues I upload today, the other one being a Naruto ff, too.

It's probably getting uploaded after the first chapter like don't know...may take a lot of time for the chapters afterwards, will update on a non-regular schedule, which means from experience can own up to over a whole year with rare cases of writer block and unfortunate circumstances, just so you're warned.

People, who read Incomplete Sky shouldn't worry, if they see my Naruto fics, since Incomplete Sky stays top priority and what else should I mention...

How about: Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of the characters from Naruto...It all belongs to the rightful owner!^^

Naruto was hit with a jutsu that is messing with like everything of him, his chakra network, his mind, and partly even his body, kyuubi concentrated on holding him and their chakra together when he flees and comes into the care of the most unexpected person. The hunted hunting the hunter? How to deal with split personality? -Confusion Alert! Possible Sasunaru! May or may not be AU!

His mind was echoing dozen of voices as he run through the forest blindly.

He stumbled and fell on several occasions and crashed into trees in his panic.

He didn't knew where he was going or from which direction he came from.

There is not a single thought inside his head, but here are screams and shouts of so many that it made his world spin, but he kept going, because the dominating ones, where familiar and a thing he always already knew and he concentrated on them, because they keep him grounded to reality as his mind was falling apart and filled with thoughts that were his but not his and so just confusing him further, but he needs to keep it together.

He needs to concentrate on what makes him him even if he is not him, so that he doesn't get lost in himself that may or may not be himself.

He needs to concentrate and keep focus and keep going and running and moving.

I am Naruto.

I am an orphan.

I am a Ninja of Konoha.

I am the jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi.

The name of the Kyuubi is Kurama.

My friends are important and I need to protect them.

Sakura. Kakashi. Hinata. Kiba. Shino. Shikamaru. Choji. Ino. Sai. Tenzo. Gaara. Kankuro. Temari. Neji. Lee. Tenten. Gai. Asuma. Kurenai. Tsunade. Jiraiya. Itachi. Killer Bee. Nagato. Konan. Ayame. Teuchi. Shizune. Konohamaru. Udon. Moegi. Akamaru. Hanabi. Anko. Hayate. Yuugao. Kabuto. Baki. Genma. Raidou. Kotetsu. Izumo. Iruka. Ibiki. Hana. Obito. Sasuke…

I need Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke.

(back)

He wasn't sure if he remembered Sasuke, because his mind showed him more than one, so he didn't knew either if he actually knew Sasuke, but he could do with the others better.

He was Naruto. He was a ninja of Konoha though he felt unsure if he could still be a ninja…

But it didn't mattered, because his friends were his family and he would protect them no matter what.

He kept running.

He doesn't know why, but he was hunting his hunter, because he needs to protect his friends and the picture in front of his eyes, was carnage named Konoha and lots of death and surrounded by warped dancing wobbly trees that got no straight lines and fire and his friends are dead, then white dancing skeletons and puppets, but there in the here was Sasuke and the hunter he was now hunting killed Sasuke and the thought alone made him feel feint, but he keeps running, because he needs to do do do do…

And he couldn't tell if what he saw was real or not a dream, illusion, hallucination or a cruel cruel reality, because he couldn't trust his senses and the hunter he was hunting had screwed him up and he didn't even knew right from left, but he needs to keep going even thought he doesn't know if he gets nearer or farther…but what he sees is a nightmare and his thought in his mind are the only thing that keep him up and on the move if thought they confuse him and he couldn't tell, which were his and which weren't, but focusing and concentrating.

I am Naruto.

I am an orphan.

I am a Ninja of Konoha.

I am the jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi.

The name of the Kyuubi is Kurama.

My friends are important and I need to protect them.

I need Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke.

(back)

He crashes into another tree.

Where was he going?

But running running running and then he stumbles and falls and had there always been a hillside slope, because now he's roling and crashing and pain and hurt hurt hurt, but he need to stand up, so he pulls himself up not forgetting his thoughts, because he needs them, because they keep him

and the last one is the strongest and he is standing again.

I need Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke. Sasuke.

(back)

And he doesn't understand why, because he isn't sure if he knows or if he remembers.

And all his friends that are also his family.

Even though the name confuse him and there are so many different pictures, even from people that laid more or less in his past, so long gone that he doesn't even remember them, but now he does, because what made him Naruto got splitted, but is still Naruto, because he is Naruto and he is keeping himself together as much as he can, because he can't let himself even lose a single self, because that wouldn't do and he won't won't won't.

He needs to keep going, but there in the here is pain and hurt and hurt and pain and nearer, further, pain and hurt hurt hurt…

I am Naruto.

I am an orphan.

I am a Ninja of Konoha.

I am the jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi.

He stumbles and falls.

Now he lays on his back.

His eyes closed.

Above him the sky.

Beneath him the earth.

Around him trees and shadows.

And silence, since the start there had been no sound of a living being and not even the death did raise.

He doesn't know why, but he is crying water with the waterfall and his body is on fire warming him nicely and healing.

His thoughts are disconnected and tumbling down on him burying him, keeping sane enough and they let him breath, because they keep him together and he is thankful for that.

My friends are important and I need to protect them.

And now is a new voice in his head. It is not his, but he knows it well.

It is feint, but rising.

He couldn't understand what it saying, but he could recognize it.

And that is enough, because he feels less lonely.

A fox is in his mind.

It has nine tails. He smiles faintly. He knows a certain thing.

The name of the Kyuubi is Kurama.

Now he registered sound coming toward him, but he lays still.

He was to tired now and Kurama says he could rest, because Kurama would keep him together, because if he falls apart he wouldn't be the only one with a problem and then a shadow flickered in his mind and he gets touched from outside, but he doesn't care he only makes a sound in throat saying he was awake, but that's all, he curls on into himself and suddenly there were arms around him and he gets carried he knows and they are moving and he doesn't know who, but he is to tired anyway and who is warm and he curls further into who is holding him, because all he knows is it's not the hunter that is hunting him and that he is hunting the hunter and no Ki for killing intent, his mind plays and he knows he should be more alert, he is a nonja after all, but maybe not again, but he will protect his friends, but anyway he is tired, so he sleeps and slips away into his mind not his dreams, because now his dreams are nightmares and he rather stays in his mind full of cacophony of voices that are his or not his mind, where he lays in a sewer like place partly submerged in water, but he can find rest in his mind and that is enough.

TBC!^^

Hope you enjoyed it!^^

Thank you for reading and please review if you want!^^

(How was it? The style of the two changed a bit...I guess, from what I normally write, but who knows...)