A/N: Okay, so this whole story is from a role play of mine and its going to be turned into a ( hopefully ) successful fan fiction. Currently, the one on one role play is still in action, but as of right now we have six documents that reach around two hundred pages. This story will mostly follow the plot with a couple changes because of my ( or rather my sisters ) original characters. The majority of this will center around Kakashi Hatake and progress to center around Sasuke Uchiha. Hopefully you will enjoy this :3
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do no own Naruto, I only own the two oncoming OC's.
PROLOGUE
The lost boy stood quietly in the damp forest, as fog rose and obscured his entire body, until he was nothing but a blur of black and white. His cold eyes locked onto an oncoming figure. The small frame, which was not to be overlooked, landed swiftly in front of him. It was already quiet as they moved, yet when their eyes locked he felt something quieter than silence. The world seemed to pause time for the two, because whenever they meet their confrontation only lasts a second as their differences force them away like retracting magnets. But, since the wind failed to blow and the sun remained in its position, their magnets' push also stilled. The light footed beauty danced her way closer with a sword for a partner. Everything about her was altered in some little way, but narrowing it down she was still the same. The only thing he didn't know personally was the deadly blade she held instead of his own soft hand.
"Sasuke," she spoke a name. Whose name was it? The name repeated until he realized her eyes hadn't wavered from his. She was talking to him? He was Sasuke. That name purred across the tongue of a snake-like creature who spoke to him. The boy, whose screech sounded as if a sword were being plunged into his throat, was also saying that name. The soft voice of a brother repeated that name before his body froze forever.
This is what darkness does to you. You forget everything about yourself and what you have done. You focus on one thing and even that goal changes to something much darker, but every darkness has a light and the black haired beauty was his safe haven.
Instantly he wanted to lean into her touch and if he weren't so mentally unstable he would have noticed how her actions were oddly warm, as if he knew his safe haven was meant to be far away and not this close. Yet he ignored his instinct and leaned closer until her hand touched his soft pale cheek. He never once imagined that her reassuring touch would be a mask for danger. When a dog trusts their owner for so long they never expect human tragedy could turn the owner cynical and dark. He walked into danger the second he fell into an enemy's touch.
A/N: Yay! Done this little bit, the rest of the Chapter's will be longer than this. Also, if this is confusing don't expect it to clarified for a while c: