Title: Butterfly
Rated: M
Summary: It was two years ago that bastard became a traitor once again. It was two years ago when Sasuke Uchiha left Konoha left once again, this time to kill his brother. It was two years ago when he changed. It was one year ago when the butterflies came, but he never noticed. Slight AU. SasuNaru in later chapters.
Disclaimer: dont own naruto at all
Prologue
It was raining. Of all the things it could of done, it just had to rain. He hated it. It made his hair and clothes stick to him, it made his mask feel weird on his face, and it made him and his squad sick. He used to love the rain. He would dance and play in it, never feeling alone. Now it was just troublesome. He shook his head like a dog, trying to at least get some of the water off of him.
"Ugh, Naruto!" Naruto looked up and found Tsunade glaring at him. "Sorry not my fault its raining."
She rolled her eyes and threw a dry towel at him. He smiled and tried himself off. "Anything?"
Naruto shook his head, "Nothing."
Tsunade sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose, "Alright. Go home and get some sleep. I'm giving you a week off."
"But!"
"No Brat! You've been looking for him for three months straight! Plus all the missions. If I see you here tomorrow, I'll bind you to your bed."
"Alright alright jeez," Naruto gave a half hearted waved and disappeared from sight. He reappeared again a few seconds later in a dark bedroom. Putting his ANBU mask on the beside table, he slipped out of his wet clothes and threw them into the hamper along with the towel; he would deal with those later. He flopped on the bed and buried his nose into the pillows. It still smelled like him, even after all this time. It was two years ago that bastard became a traitor once again. It was two years ago when Sasuke Uchiha left Konoha left once again, this time to kill his brother.
It was two years ago when he changed.
He wasn't the loud mouth, over hyper, teen anymore. He was quieter, colder, harder. He took the most dangerous missions, one after the other. He would protect this village and his friends with his life. He would not loose another.
It was one year ago when the butterflies came, but he never knew.