Well, as my Fox and Hound story slowly starts to wrap up, I've been planning ideas for some other sasunaru goodness. But unfortunately most of the ideas I've come up with seem too much like other stories I've read...

Hopefully this one is out of the ordinary.

Oh btw, this story contains shouta...which means Sasuke is a pedophile and technically Naruto is only like...twelve. But I'm trying to justify it, but if the thought doesn't suit you, then you don't have to read.

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They say human kind has nasty tempers. One of the worst in fact. There are those who fight from anger, those who extract revenge from anger, and those who play macabre jokes on the mind because of anger. Some even kill over the petty emotion. But if a human supposedly has the worst temperament out of all of them...well, someone needs to re-check their calculations.

After all, there are worse things out there.

"Ahem."

The clerk glanced up from the Garfield comic she was reading in the newspaper, a distant look on her face. Though her mind caught up in a few seconds afterwards, noticing she had a guest. "Oh, I'm sorry. Are you picking up or dropping off?"

"Droppin' 'ff," the gruff man said around an accent thickly laced with culture and age. The dark eyed man glanced down at the boy beside him. "This s'Naruto."

Naruto, the boy with sunshine hair and blue eyes, merely smiled as he was introduced. But there was something strange hidden behind that smile. As if he knew something the lady in front of him didn't.

Shrugging off the suspicious feeling, the lady asked for the man's info and time that he would pick up the twelve year old. After writing the info down on the paper, he turned and walked off suddenly, not even saying goodbye or turning back once.

"Well.."the lady said after watching the man walk off so strangely, "welcome to daycare. You can go and play with the other kids."

You see, Naruto Uzumaki was a strange kid. Though he seemed friendly enough if you talked to him, and was docile and timid, there was an air of...disturbing mystery that surrounded the youth. After all, the first thing he did was go and sit in the corner of the room, playing blocks by himself and not even bothering to acknowledge or make friends with the other children. He found the wooden cubes painted with letters on them much more amusing.

The others found him too creepy, and decided to play amongst themselves. But Naruto didn't care. He merely smiled, spelling out different words with his new found toys.

Soon, all the other children left. The room dropped from twenty kids playing in it to ten. Then to six. And then four, and then eventually it was just Naruto and the lady, who was talking on the phone, calling for an adoption agency. Why? Because the man hadn't come back. The information he gave was fake. He had dropped the boy off intentionally and the boy knew it.

But he didn't care...so he just listened as the girl talked quietly on the phone, spelling out the word "salvation" with his deft little fingers.

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Sasuke Uchiha sighed irritably, a scornful look plastered on his handsome face. The reason he was so upset was because he had just gotten a call from his brother, explaining there was more work to be done over the weekend about their plans for the family business. As much as Sasuke enjoyed fufilling his wealthy parent's wish and owning a business, he never had any down time. It was always work time it seemed, and in fact the last time he had a decent break was about two months ago.

But, that's what happens when you assume responsibility.

Deciding not to think about it, the eighteen year old pulled into his well sized house, parking his car. The neighborhood he lived in was quaint and average. His house looked like all the rest of them on the block, and he didn't mind. He kept to himself mostly, though the neighbor liked to chat with him a lot. She was pretty and young, but not really his type, though he considered her a friend.

Speaking oh which...the front door to his neighbor opened, and a young little boy suddenly ran out. Sasuke had never seen the kid before. Perhaps a relative visiting...?

"Oh, Sasuke.." Sakura said, who was chasing down the lively boy. "How was your day?"

"Busy, as always. Who's the kid?"

She sighed sadly, leaning in to whisper to the business man. "This is Naruto...his father, or I guess his father, dropped him off at the daycare earlier and never came back. I have to keep him over the weekend..."

The Uchiha frowned, a bit unnerved by the story. "Really? That's sad.." Looking over at the sunkissed boy, he found the child rather adorable. Holding out a hand, he spoke sincerely, "I'm Sasuke."

Naruto tilted his head, then smiled, shaking hands with the tall, handsome man. "Hi Sasuke! Let's be friends!"

The raven merely smiled. "Alright..."

"Come on Naruto...I'll make you some dinner." Sakura said, not wanting to bother Sasuke anymore.

"Alright! I want ramen, please!" Naruto said loudly, running off to the house. The two young adults exchanged goodbyes and went in to their own houses for the night.

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Sasuke...

Naruto smiled, watching the Uchiha house from a window of his temporary room. His eyes weren't the usual blue though. They were tinted maroon, and they held an impish look to them.

Sasuke...you are sad. I can smell it on you. You are lonely and sad...but don't worry. Naruto shall be your friend.

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TBC

Ho shit, this story is pretty effed up so far, huh? Stay tuned, and R/R!!!