Instability
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Kishimoto-san does.
Warning: Alternative Universe
This is one of the three (so far) stories I am working on. If you can figure out where I'm going with this... well brownie points to you!
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Kyuubi speech
Prologue: A Snag in the Fabric
A masked, blonde-haired shinobi in his early 20s was hopping across the roofs of Konoha, rushing to his destination. Acrid smoke filled the air and screams were unanswered. He questioned his reasons for not helping destroy this forsaken cesspool of corruption. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to... His precious people were to important, as they were the only ones that showed him any kindness. Besides, he'd rather not be declared a missing-nin; even if they only knew enough to give him A-class...
As he jumped from roof to roof, he sensed something suspicious. That's when he was clotheslined... somersaulting him twice and causing him to rip some shingles out of the roof as he came to a grinding halt.
"Augh, today is not my day." groaned Naruto.
The man that had clotheslined him stepped out in front of him and jammed his leg into Naruto's stomach.
The man harshly replied, "You don't know the half of it, dobe!"
Naruto's eyes widened as he grabbed the man's leg and flipped him over.
"Sasuke! You will pay for what you have done to my friends." Naruto replied in a surprised, yet angry tone.
Sasuke grabbed Naruto by his ANBU robe and said, "This is where it ends, you're just a grease stain in the road to obtain the next level of the Sharingan."
Naruto just smirked at him like a predator at his prey, letting his emotions be shown.