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Summary: Those who cannot remember the past, are condemned to repeat it… Sasuke meets Naruto and finds him to be an alluring enigma… Definite AU. Sasu/Naru.
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Isonhin Chou Fugen
Those who cannot remember the past,
are condemned to repeat it…
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Chapter One
Falling Rain
The figure stood upon the roof of the building looking down on the street below him. Heavy rain fell in sheets leaving everything soaked to the bone, the streets flowing with dirty water and trash. In this Hellhole of a city a fight had broken out between two different peoples.
On one side were ninja's from a country far away, and on the other side was his winning team.
It was a fierce battle, weapons slipping in the wet hands of their owners, bodies falling to the ground. The thing about his winning team was that they were puppets, mindless and unfeeling. Unstoppable. A feral grin crossed his face and he smiled softly as the last puppet fell, knowing the master puppeteer had long disappeared into the night.
Nodding in decision to himself he swiftly found the next rooftop, becoming nothing more than a shadow on the breeze. His master would be waiting to hear of the battle. For he was testing the strength of the people, looking for the tender heel that would win him the battle for domination.
'Stupid humans that think that life is a peaceful thing.'
Leaping over another alley, he cried out as a knife flew at him with deadly precision that was supposed to kill him. Supposed to anyway. He cursed the wielder and pulled the knife from its place embedded in his arm. Dropping like a stone, he landed on the ground in the narrow back way, facing his face. Sky blue met his liquid red and he growled.
"I thought that you had left town, my kin." He said the words, venom dripping from each syllable, "Or did you forget that I would kill you?"
Silently, the other leaped forward, another weapon drawn, "This time I'll kill you and I won't miss!"
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Kakashi sighed as Sasuke left the building again into the rain, the boy was undeniable and impossible. If he couldn't get you to let him have his way he would have it anyway. Turning away he pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, looking at his picture of his lover. He smiled softly behind his mask.
"Come back and take us home soon my love." He kissed the picture lightly and put it away.
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Sasuke looked along the street from the top of a roof ledge, checking for a living soul. It was silent and the rain would leave nothing of him behind for enemies to find.
The attack earlier had been unexpected, since they hadn't been alerted to someone else with ninja abilities on this side of the city. On the nicer side lived the lords of the city, keeping rule of the people. His group had been sent to find out information after rumors of a growing army came to their notice. Checking the street, he found no signs of the enemy from earlier. Studying the drain, he noticed a strange tint to the disgusting, muck filled water running into the pipes below the street.
Staring intently, he started when lightning flashed and a pair of blood red eyes came into view in the alley across the street. Drawing a kunai he sent it flying at the person behind the eyes, cursing lightly when the person bounced up the sides of the walls and avoided the attack he glared and squinted when the lightning flashed, silhouetting his image.
When the lightning had gone, the kid was gone. Sighing softly at losing his prey he looked down into the water and noticed the deep red tint to the water. Looking up he saw a limp body lying on the sidewalk, looking much like a sack of potatoes and very dead.
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The clock read five to midnight and Sasuke still hadn't returned. It was typical and it didn't bother him. The way he had been sitting for the last few hours did bother him though. Standing he stretched and yawned, popping his neck and running a hand though his hair doing nothing to tame the mess of silver spikes. Putting his hands on the desk he used it to brace himself as he almost bent his back into a backwards C, more tendons and bones popping.
Sighing, he didn't move, he looked at his worn copy of Icha Icha Paradise. It had been reread at least a hundred times now, but he couldn't help it if this country had no good book stores with Icha Icha Paradise in them. Smirking he grabbed up the book and pocketed it. He looked over his surroundings, noting the stained walls of the tiny office. Underneath the only window sat a small bed that looked quite inviting.
Sitting on the edge, Kakashi's thought's wandered to the stealth attack earlier in the day. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. His mind ran in nothing but circles of Why, What, and How. Time and again his mind came back to this battle and it analyzed it, then cross-analyzed it, and it came up with the same conclusion.
We should have won but instead we almost lost someone.
Lee had seen the opening to the leader of the opposing group and had attacked, but when he had finally gotten a hit to the silver haired youth he had been injured severely by the man's comrades.
We were lucky we had Sakura. If we hadn't had her herbs knowledge, we could have lost him. Lucky this time but what about next?'
Relaxing, he stretched out on the bed, enjoying the feeling of the cushion underneath him.
"Just two more days. Then we leave this Hell Hole of a land." Closing his eyes, he let the sounds of the rain and thunder engulf him. He let his senses wander, his ears catching the sound of sleepy footsteps, the monotone pace of the sentries on the roof, the smell of the piss and trash in the room. His mind kept remembering the boat that would come, Iruka on it, waiting for him to tell him of their trip into the unknown land. Slowly his body drifted into the land of sleep, happy memories of his lover on his mind.
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A noise jerked him awake and he sat up, slipping on his sandals without thought, he opened the door and looked out. Other Nins mumbled discontent at being woken rudely. In the front Sakura stood quickly and rushed to the figure at the door.
Just inside the door Sasuke stood, clutching a limp something closely to him as if it were a precious possession. Sakura spoke to him and his face held an intense urgency that surprised Kakashi. The boy was always calm and collective, never rushed or worried. He ran forward, muttering apologies to the victims of a misplaced foot or two. He felt anxious and his mind raced, trying to imagine what could have put one of his best students in this kind of situation.
Slowing behind Sakura, his mind went blank at the sight before him. The pink haired girl kneeled above a boy that for all reasons in the world should have been dead. At first glance he was a pile of bones and flesh covered in mud and blood. Underneath the layer of city grime though was someone who could have been beautiful.
His face was beautiful, no hard lines or facial hair, his cheekbones overly jutting out from what looked to be a lack of food. His hair lay plastered on his scalp, it normal position lost to water and dirt. The rest of him was just overly skinny, his skin a golden tan that Kakashi knew most girls would die for and he wasn't much taller than 5' 8". His jeans were knee worn and his shirt was lost to his wounds.
The boy was covered in scratches, but the worst were three deep gouges, one running from just above his left collar bone to under his right nipple, another across his abdomen in the same direction and another just above his hips. Almost like three giant clawshad taken a rake at him.Blood ran slowly from the body, and his face was as pale as a sheet. Kakashi honestly didn't think he was going to live.
He looked up at Sasuke in question. Tiptoeing carefully around the agitated Sakura, he walked over quietly to the raven-haired teen. He looked distraught, incredibly sad at the same time. All emotions that didn't seem possible for the Uchiha to portray in public.
"Why…?" Kakashi couldn't put words to why Sasuke would do this; show concern for someone he didn't even know. He never worried over the wounded; he was always on the frontlines fighting the battles.
Sasuke shook his head slowly and turned away to walk out the door, "I truly don't know Kakashi-sensei. I just don't know."
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Arc: Boy. Okay I'm good, I'm not good, or am I insane? This is my first time to post something on here so I don't know if it's good, bad, or ugly…
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