DESCRIPTION; Hey there this is ٓZODIAC or otherwise known as, Zo. This fanfic is an RP between me and my BFF Jacky ( Emolicious ) from one of our old Naruto RP sites. Jacky plays Naruto and I play Sasuke. Other then that there is not much that you need to know. If you don't know how RP works or what it is, it may be a bit hard to follow. So with that being said whatever Naruto does Jacky wrote, and then I reply to whatever Naruto did as Sasuke, plus more with what Sasuke does in return, and so on and so on. Hope everyone enjoys this little…yaoi fest. We can't wait to see how many people read and enjoy.

WARNING; If you don't like excessive boy x boy love and sex it would be cautioned not to read this.

"MISS YOU MORE EACH DAY."

CHAPTER ONE

( NARUTO VERSE. ) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

A futile search. One that would never get anywhere nor gain any ground no matter what anyone did. Whenever the target was seemingly backed into a corner there would be some unseen escape route that made finding said person even more difficult. Everyone else had given up long ago, but not Naruto. He refused to give up on his best friend. The search would continue for the rest of his life if it had to. Anything to get his raven-haired counterpart back to his rightful position on Team Kakashi. The spot had ceased to be filled by a deserving shinobi. No one would ever be able to measure up to the prodigy-of-a-boy except for Sasuke himself. A few had come and gone but Naruto's heart seemed to ache at the gap and nothing filled it correctly. This hole gouged in his heart was the thing that kept him searching. It was the thing that he vowed to make right again, even if the process killed him. Anything to get things back to the way they were supposed to be. The mere memory of those days as a gennin were heart-wrenching, even though they were the best of his life. It was bitter-sweet to think of Sasuke. All the times they had, the things they had shared. They were times of the past and wouldn't ever be recovered if Naruto didn't succeed in finding him. And so he set out again. He wasn't exactly sure where to go or how to go about it (this time) and fought internally with himself over all the places the Uchiha might happen to go.

The probability of finding one man among the entire world was exceedingly unlikely, but even with odds against him Naruto would fight. He was just that kind of guy. Leaving alone was part of his plan, even though Sakura had been as enthusiastic about finding Sasuke as he was, Naruto had to leave her behind. This was a battle that was made for just the two of them. The rose-haired female would just have to stay helpless at the sidelines like she had when they were young, there was no room for her on this mission. In doing so alone, it would make the reward that much more fulfilling. Somewhere inside him he wished the kunoichi could tag along, for both company and as a driving force, but that was beside the point. She would get over it. The girl had changed a lot since they were gennin and no one could really complain. (If they did, they would probably get a punch in the mouth for it, and coming from the one with super-human strength, odds were they would keep their mouth shut.)

This morning, everything seemed frozen. The blonde had awoken due his uncontrollable shivering that had lasted long through the night. Yet the shaking had nothing to do with the temperature outside. For hours he was haunted with horrid nightmares that were filled with death and misery on his part. It didn't make for a very comfortable sleep. Also due to the fact that he was in the middle of a forest that seemed to suck all the light from the sky at all times of the day and night. Being alone with an active imagination didn't help either. As soon as he changed into the day's clothes he felt increasingly better, the idea of finding Sasuke brightened his mood and away he went again. It was about noon by the time he stopped at the border of Kusagakure no Sato and took a chance to look around. It was actually a beautiful day outside and he was more than happy to be spending it out in the middle of no where. Out where no one could bother him and he could be as sporadic and random as he wished. The sun hung high in the azure abyss that encased the world and not a cloud dare taint its completeness. A few stray birds chattered and sung in the general vicinity and only added to the music of the river below. Emerald stalked hills encased the valley and a scarcely populated forest was on the far side of the river. Naruto stood on a crag that overlooked this scene and a whole-hearted, 'Naruto-esque' grin was tacked on his features. His flaxen locks had grown quite a bit (now he resembled his father more than ever), and as a relaxing wind coursed over him, it tousled about messily. Bright azure pools were wide in awe as they darted around, attempting to take everything in as quickly as possible. Even after all these years of training as a shinobi, the pair were quite literally mirrors to the boy's soul. Every emotion he felt was painted plainly in them and no matter what he did, he couldn't seem to change the fact of the matter.

In the past two years he had shot up like an obnoxious weed and now stood at about five feet, ten inches compared to his mere five, four previously. And even though he had matured a lot, Naruto would always be the number one loudest, unpredictable, hyperactive knuckle-headed shinobi in all of Konohagakure no Sato. (Though Konohamaru was coming close.) Still clad in bright orange, he brought his hands to his mouth to form a home-made megaphone for the surrounding territory. "Ready or not Sasuke-kun, here I come!" And with that he lept from the protrusion in the rock and headed for the river below. Naruto was parched and the tentative sound of fresh water made him move that much faster. When he reached the edge, he slipped his bag from his back and crouched in the sand on the river's bank. He drank quite a lot before he was satisfied and even afterward, several minutes passed as he sat at the water's edge, just enjoying himself and the life he had.

Little did he know that Sasuke was closer than he thought.

( SASUKE VERSE. ) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Subsequent to all they had been through, Sasuke still had a sealed connection to Naruto. One he adroitly fancied to split, and he had many times to; although not wanting to pursue Itachi's route had reserved him from doing that. Killing the ones apprehended dear were commands of Itachi, and Sasuke was anything but agreeable to be used like a marionette of Itachi's. There was a valid argument nonetheless. Did Sasuke hold the blond haired nuisance he had known since Ninja School precious, or was there just the remnants of enmity; resulting in knowing he had a superior line of competition left to surpass still looming out there. Naruto was merely just a fragment drilled in his mentality. Something that disturbed him. Kept him awake at night when he needed to be at rest rejuvenating his vigor for the next day's travels with Team Hebi consisting of Karin, Suigetsu, Juugo, and him. The team was a handful it's self. It was like a peripatetic circus. All the denial between their existing likes and dislikes. He had employed the bunch to assist him in the assassination of his brother Itachi. Whom he mentally noted in his mind was not going to be let off of the gruesome crime scene he witnessed. The manslaughter of his clan was the main topic in Sasuke's outlook. Living, breathing, and sleeping just to let his existence remain on the earth to avenge his brother for his wrongs, and turn them into rights.

Sasuke stayed just as bitter and refrigerated from top to bottom as he was three years ago. His whereabouts had been elapsed and for sometime no one had had the curiosity to shadow him, and track him down. This had sparked an innovative light in his abyss-coated intellect. Conceivably taking the time off, and calling in sick from the pursuing of his brother for a little while could be worth the call. Would leave Itachi hanging, and after a while hopefully would dismiss Sasuke from his mind and awareness till he went back on the road of being Itachi's stealth shooter. It seemed like a witty plan to him. Now the time came to annihilate and take care of the other person on his mind. More like the aspect in his life that was turning more into a pet peeve that he was not able to exterminate. Naruto. Why did he have to have made such an impact on him during his early childhood? It was a curse for him to have ever been aligned on the same Team as him. All those mission with Naruto establishing himself superior had made Sasuke strain himself to the point his sanity was diminishing. It was proper mortification when Sasuke was around Naruto and was unable to flaunt his abilities; more like natural skill the Uchiha heirs were depicted believed to have. Thanks to the training of never showing emotion he stuck to with a high standard Sasuke never had to worry about his face showcasing his dislikes and mild envy he had for Naruto back then. All that had changed however. He could laugh manically and inaudibly to himself these days. The last encounter Sasuke had had with Naruto had proved to be something differing in what his expectations where. Yet again he had not killed his blonde pal. This was not a flaw he had. Like many considered it to be. But it was potency. Sasuke was composed of tranquility, and set his goals above all else, rebelling against his brother yet again.

The trees rattled and a musical symphony of wings flourished when a flock of birds departed from their nests in the evergreen trees. Sasuke spun around with heightened senses. It had been ages since he had stepped foot in the premises of Konohagakure. Luckily for him, there were no wanted signs posted around the outer gates of the village. Sasuke was expecting that as a welcome sign. His betrayal to the village had lead to numerous dilemmas and he was certainly a wanted illicit now after murdering several innocent shinobi casually in the last three years. Durable rubber ninja shoes stroked the ground as his nonchalantly trailed through a dense forest. Dust pooffing up with each step he took. The environment was rather dry for a forest, and with his skillful eyes and wits could advise profoundly the forest he once knew had aged a great deal. It almost felt foreign to him. Like he was an extraterrestrial around these parts. Wrapped around the handle of his Katana was his left hand; course and serrated from the laboring days he had spent his life away from Konohagakure living as a Rouge Ninja. Never settling in at one precise consign.

Gradually maneuvering his way through the maze of trees and other natural landforms the lapping and babbling of a creak soared into the air waves, perching the submitted sound on the ledge of Sasuke's ears. There was a fork near one end of the creak Sasuke marked from the ajar clearing between the accumulating vegetation. The eerie essence and feel of the environment irked him. Memories he had banished swamped him. Scorning purely to himself Sasuke bushed his free right hand that was not readily clutched onto his Katana against the immense trunk of a tree. Mutely slipping out from the shadows casted by the thick canopy of the trees. His hoary shirt hung loosely over his chest and was overlapped messily by the purple material around his waist that hung limply over the violet pants he wore. The creak must have had a mind of it's own. Plotting against Sasuke, and brining him closer to the one he sought, secretly. It was a consent Sasuke took interest to the creaks blathering and followed his hearing. His visualization was indistinct from the clumps of mascara-tinted locks that hazed his sight. Peering out from a distance Sasuke's visionaries grew a bit larger as he absorbed the silhouette on the other side of the creak. Jackpot. His prey had been located. A minute sneer arose across his features. Was it his place to call out the name he knew belonged to who he saw? Weather it was or not Sasuke gave him self the validation of carry out the idea. Lowering his skull to be half slanted towards the ground Sasuke peered around one final time. From under a hooded and shaded visage Sasuke whispered in a horse tone that was considerably perceptible. "Hn, Naruto…still so naive and adventurous. When will you ever change?"