Heya! This is my third fan fiction story and I would like to introduce it to you. I can't fit everything I would like to in my summary so I've decided to write a summary here to help you understand this a bit better. It's quite unlike my other SasuNaru stories as they are perhaps a bit more comical and they are already in a relationship when they start. This is how they first meet and plus, they aren't ninjas in this. Anyway, please enjoy the story!!
Meet Sasuke Uchiha – famous hypnotist of London 1909. One night, he was walking home from a show and he spots a gang picking on a poor orphan boy by the name of Naruto. Sasuke decides to help and ends up taking the passed out boy home and looking after him. When the blonde wakes up Sasuke says he can stay with him. What is wrong with him? What are these feelings he's feeling? Not knowing how to control what's going on he uses the only source at his fingertips…hypnotism. Discover the dark and dangerous history of Sasuke and his family whilst finding out what really happened the night of the fire that killed Naruto's guardian in this story of romance, drama and tragedy. [SasuNaru
I tried my best to make it sound good so I hope you enjoy my story!
Chapter 1
"Hypnotism is a form of art. Only skilled people can master such a difficult profession. I myself took at least eleven years. When I was just a boy; at the age of seven years I received my first pendulum. Now, just because you may have received a pendulum doesn't determine if you can use it. You don't choose hypnotism – it chooses you".
The man on the stage had really captured his audience now. Sasuke Uchiha, famous hypnotist of London 1909. He had black hair styled in a weird fashion; dark eyes and fair skin. He was rather tall and skinny and was wearing a top hat, a black jacket with matching waistcoat – a white shirt underneath – with black trousers and smart shoes. He was wearing a pair of white gloves and in his hands was a pendulum – a rather beautiful thing. He caressed it as he held it up to spectators who gasped.
"Show me some hypnotism", someone from the audience yelled.
"Alright". Sasuke surveyed the audience. He pointed to the rather young man at the back. His hair was tied up and spiky. He didn't look as if he was enjoying the show and gave off an air of laziness about him.
"Young man, can you come to the stage?"
The beautiful blonde woman next to him clapped joyfully at him being picked. She had her long luscious white blonde hair down to her waist and her blue eyes were wide as saucers. She ushered the lazy man up on to the stage and watched him with excitement.
"What is your name?"
"Shikamaru".
"Can you play an instrument?" Sasuke asked him.
"No I can't".
"Is there an instrument you would like to be able to play?"
"Not really but I'll say the violin".
"Excellent, I happen to have one here with me. I am going to hypnotise you so you can play the violin".
There was murmur of sceptical and cynical whispers around the room. Sasuke ignored them and when they continued, he coughed loudly to get their attention. Sasuke handed the violin to the uncooperative man and sat him down on the stool. He held the top of the chain and swung the pendulum in front of the man's face. He watched as although the man tried to avoid the swinging pendulum, though his eyes could no longer drag away. He was hooked; he had to watch it.
"Now, you are un-der my com-mand", Sasuke said in a slow and rhythmic voice. He felt the eyes of the audience on him. "You are go-ing to play a be-aut-i-ful tune on this vi-o-lin for me".
"O-kay".
"Now you will turn and face the kind au-di-ence and play an-y song you want".
"Yes".
Shikamaru turned to the audience and started playing a complicated symphony by himself on it for several minutes. There was a loud clap from the audience. Shikamaru turned and sat back down on the stool.
"Now", Sasuke continued, "You will re-turn to your-self ag-ain. The self that can-not play the vi-o-lin".
"Yes".
"Go!"
Sasuke snatched the pendulum away back in to his hand and Shikamaru felt his head spin.
"Whoa, I played the violin. Did you hear me? I played the violin. I wonder if I can play again."
"Have a try". Sasuke loved this part of the show. It hurt his ears but it was funny for the people to think that they could do something they couldn't do before without being controlled by hypnotism.
The violin screeched as Shikamaru attempted to play the same symphony. People put their hands over their ears to deafen the sound.
Sasuke stopped Shikamaru and took the instrument off him and placed it on the floor. Shikamaru walked back to his seat. "And that is the power of hypnotism. Any questions?"
"Show me again, I'm not convinced", some members of the crowd said.
Sasuke showed three more performances of members of the audience doing tricks they couldn't do before until all the audience really believed.
"Now any questions?"
"Don't hypnotists do bad things with this art?"
"Yes some people probably can get away with doing bad things, but the number of hypnotists in the world is very limited. You have to get a pendulum that has been passed as good and then you have to learn the art. Most people give up – too much effort and hard work. But I guess there may be some bad hypnotists out there".
"So, hypnotists could rob banks and things like that?" another person asked.
"Not really. Mass hypnotism is very hard to do. Much more training and more work. Most people don't bother. I'm in training myself to see if I can master it. You have to find a way for everyone to fall under the spell".
"What about you? Have you ever done anything bad with your hypnotism?"
"Well, only minor things, like tricking my mother in to thinking I ate all my vegetables but no; I have never done anything really bad with my hypnotism. My grandfather taught me a lot about hypnotism and drilled it in to me to only use it for good. He died some years ago now. He was an excellent hypnotist himself"
The show finished about half an hour later and Sasuke got a deafening applause. People left looking very happy and talked about the amazing things they had seen Sasuke do as they left the arena.
Sasuke was backstage, gathering up his items and putting on his coat. It was mid-winter, another Christmas had been and gone and all that was left was the shivering cold weather and the rain. He buttoned the long black coat that reached his feet and gathered his suitcase. He took the pendulum and placed it in the palm of his hand before wrapping it around his neck and tucking it out of sight down underneath his coat.
The pendulum was made of gold; jewel encrusted, diamond, sapphire and ruby, with an intricate design attached to a gold chain. It was given to him by his grandfather on his death bed. His own father hated the art and never practised it which was why Sasuke was chastised away from his family by his father after his grandfather's death. Sasuke never knew if it was because he couldn't master it or not; he would never know now.
After saying goodnight and thank you to the owner's of the posh, majestic auditorium, he left out of the back, wrapping his scarf around his neck and walked in to the pitch black of the night. He saw members of the audience getting in to their cars with their chauffeurs. Tonight had been a special people of status only viewing. This would certainly boost his popularity and get him better bookings. Maybe life would throw him a good roll after all.
He was walking down the street. He was alone apart from a group of adults ganged in a corner. They looked as though they were circling something. He made to walk past when he saw a younger boy being pushed around for the amusement of the others.
"I told you I don't have any money, I'm an orphan and I'm homeless. Leave me alone".
"Don't lie, we saw you pick up that change in the drains. We want it".
"I already spent it, please just go away or I'll have to get violent".
"You, get violent at us?" One of the larger boys pushed the ragged looking boy to the floor. He looked terrible. Sasuke felt sorry for him. Although he had stopped to watch, he continued on going, leaving the poor boy. He turned around again to see one of them had pulled out a knife.
"Give us the money!" the man with the knife demanded, grabbing the orphan by the shirt he was wearing and held his weapon threateningly.
The orphan closed his eyes. This was it.
"HEY! Leave him alone!"
He opened his eyes again to see a tall man in black coming towards him. He wanted to see if he knew the person but when he tried he could not see him anymore as the other members of the gang blocked his path so he couldn't see the man or run away.
The cold was getting to him now, he was shivering quite violently. He heard voices; some of them the angry voices of the men trying to hurt him and a much softer and quieter voice of the other man trying to help. It was no use; he would be powerless against those guys. It was at that point that all of them ran away, leaving the poor boy to see the man in black alone.
"W…what di…did you say to…to them?" The boy asked. It had started to snow lightly.
"It doesn't matter. Go to a shelter, they'll help you out".
"Th…thanks for your h…help".
The man in black turned to go away when he felt a hand on the bottom of his coat. He turned around to yell at the boy to see that he had collapsed; his hand still grasped on to the soft felt fabric.
Sasuke sighed. This kind of makes him my responsibility now. I can't just leave him to die.
Sasuke removed the boy's hand off of his coat and picked him up and carried him back, resting his suitcase on top of the boy.
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