I do not own Naruto or Sasuke's body...no matter what Zachary Morris thinks. Although I do own him and all of his weirdness.

This is just something I decided on writing up. I have no idea where it will lead or what little plot bunnies will explode or when the next update will be. This is just a fun little something that cooked up while eating a pot-pie. Don't ask...I love pot-pies. Anyways, blah blah blah.

I don't know who will end up with who relationship wise. I don't have any plans so feel free to toss out any pairings. I don't care if they are female/male, female/female, male/male, but this is not going to be a harem. It's whatever at the moment. Just a little experiment. Blame it on the coffee...and obviously the pot-pie.

-Story Begin-

'What in the name of all things holy?'

Was the first thing to pop into my mind when I woke up to sunlight peering through vibrant green leaves. I could feel soft blades of grass under my hands and knew that I was outside. But how? Sitting up, I winced at the pounding at the base of my skull. Did I hit my head? I wondered, carefully feeling the tender bump. Looking around, I took in the sight of many trees and shrubs.

'Where am I? Did the guys prank me again?' I questioned, thinking about my two best friends who could not resist a good prank.

Having me wake up outside was definitely not new coming from them….but I had no freaking idea where I was. And what the hell did they do? Drop me on my head?

"Ugh, my head," I groaned, debating on whether or not to just lay back down.

I mean, I could not have been far from my house. Right? Wait…when did my voice become so…

"…so different?" I asked myself out loud.

That's when I noticed that my limited addition chuck taylors were missing and in their place were a pair of blue open toed sandals that reached my ankles which were wrapped in white bandages. Instead of my jeans, I was now sporting a pair of white shorts and was that a knife sticking out of a pouch on my thigh? What in the hell?! Standing up, I pulled at the shirt covering my torso and got a mouthful of the high collar. It was blue, completely opposite of my red band tee I swear that I was wearing yesterday night. What are up with the white arm warmers?

"What the hell?" I whispered, swiping away a black lock of hair that—BLACK?! "What happened to my brown hair?" I questioned, yanking on my newly dyed black locks.

It hurt to pull, so my hair was definitely black now and I was beyond pissed. Those bastards were so dead. Those two obviously decided a major prank was in order, seeing as they changed my clothes and dyed my hair without me even waking up.

"Did they drug me?" I murmured, all of my thoughts causing the pounding in my skull to kick it up a notch.

The sound of something landing on the ground behind me had me turn around quickly, an action I came to regret as the world spun and black spots decided to dance around in my sight.

"We have found Uchiha Sasuke," An obvious male voice spoke up.

I clutched my head in pain, having to kneel down to keep from toppling over.

"Uchiha-sama, are you injured?" Another voice asked.

'Who's cosplaying in the middle of the woods?' I thought, peering up at whoever crouched down in front of me. 'Wow, those ANBU costumes are pretty well done.' I thought, right before I passed out.

I found out that I passed out; because the next thing I know is that I am waking up once again without the memory of falling asleep. Instead of the woods, I am waking up in a stark white room that smells vaguely of antiseptic.

"The hospital?" I questioned with confusion.

"Ah, Sasuke-kun, you're awake. How are you feeling?"

A familiar voice, one that should not be familiar at all given that he was part of a manga adapted into an anime, spoke from beside me. I slowly turned my head to face the man who was apparently speaking to me and like to have passed out, because saying that I fainted was something a girl would do. No. Guys do not faint. They simply clock out of consciousness for a sort amount of time. The man in front of me was Sarutobi Hiruzen, the Third Hokage in Naruto…but the Naruto manga was over with. Damn, what did those bastards of friends drug me with?

"Sasuke-kun? Shall I call in the doctor?" Hiruzen spoke up again, his gentle voice filled with concern.

I shook my head back and forth, telling him no.

"Can you tell me what you were doing in the forest yesterday? You sensei at the academy said that you did not show up and we became worried," Hiruzen said.

"I was training like every morning. I must to have hit my head or something," I told him, reflexively touching the back of my head where the bump used to be.

Huh, they must to have healed it. WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING IN NARUTO?! Don't freak out. Don't freak out! OH I'M ABOUT TO FREAK OUT! Slow, deep breaths. Oh shit, did I die? That thought surprisingly stopped my inner freaking out.

"…found you and brought you straight to the hospital. If you are feeling better, you can go home. Although I would feel more comfortable if you stayed overnight," Hiruzen stated as I focused back on what he was saying.

I nodded. Maybe if I go to sleep, I will wake up in my own body and laugh this experience off. I can see myself right now informing my friends about the body switch and having to go through puberty again.

"Get some rest, Sasuke-kun. I'll send your sensei to pick you up in the morning and take you home for some clean clothes before classes start. Good luck on your Genin exams and don't work yourself too hard," Hiruzen told me with a chuckle before leaving me to my thoughts.

Rolling onto my side, I closed my eyes to get some sleep. No way was this not a dream.

Hello, my name is Zackary Morris. My friends call me Zack. There are things in this world that I love to do and most of the things that I would like to enjoy…I have not been able to as of yet. Yesterday something weird happened to me and this morning upon waking up, I have discovered a major problem staring at me in the bathroom mirror.

'Oh my damn,' I thought deciding to keep the panic coursing through my body inside me at the risk of alerting anyone to my predicament. 'I'm in Sasuke Uchiha body! How? Why? WHAT THE HELL DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?! Does this mean I killed SASUKE?! WHY?!'

Okay, so maybe I was not doing a very good job of keeping my panic contained. I figured as much when a knock sounded against the bathroom door and I literally squeaked in horror. Me. A guy. Squeaked. I mean…seriously? Come on, dude, get it together. With a hand that was obviously not mine, and was very much Sasuke's, I opened the door and stared up at a worried looking Umino Iruka.

"Sasuke-kun, are you okay?" Iruka asked, glancing behind me to check the security of the bathroom I was still in.

"Yes, Iruka…sensei?"

Oh god I suck at acting. Even that came out as a question. Mentally face-palming, I stepped out of the bathroom when Iruka moved aside.

"Hokage-sama told me that you had a small training accident and that is why you missed class," Iruka stated and I nodded, following the man out of the hospital.

"Hn. It was nothing," I voiced, inwardly grumbling at my situation.

Was it possible for me to get back home? Will I being here mess the plot up? What if I die and that actually kills Sasuke if I haven't killed him yet for being in his body? Holy cheese puffs I don't want to die! Having been panicking once again, I ended up bumping into Iruka when he stopped outside a large wooden door that had the Uchiha clan symbol painted on the front. He looked down at me with concern seeing as Sasuke would most likely never do that.

"Are you sure that you're okay, Sasuke-kun?" Iruka asked.

You know what? Fuck it. Fuck the plot. Why should I have to suffer in some dude's body and not be able to do what I want. I mean, I'm in the Naruto verse for pete's sake. This is like a one time opportunity to experience this. It's not like I'll be here for forever…right?

"Iruka-sensei?" I asked, staring up at the large red and white fan that was fade on the clan compound door.

What would it look like in there? Would there be bloodstains from the massacre? Would the houses be fit for condemn? Why in the hell is a twelve year old living by himself anyways? Should someone important as Sasuke be made to live with a guardian?

"Yes, Sasuke-kun?" Iruka asked, eyes not missing the emotions flickering across my face.

Letting out a sigh, I shook my head and pushed the gate open.

"Never mind," I murmured, a flash of something….almost like a still image appeared in my mind and it was like I knew where Sasuke's house was even if I never paid attention to it during the manga or anime.

Could that be Sasuke's memories? Does this mean I'll be able to do everything Sasuke can? Doubt it, seeing as I cannot even recall a single hand sign. Ugh, do I even want to risk becoming a ninja? Would that be strange? Yes, they'll probably lock me up with Ino's dad or something. Feeling a pair of eyes on me, I looked up to see Iruka staring at me.

"What's bothering you, Sasuke-kun? You're showing more emotion than usual? Did something happen during your training that you haven't spoken about?"

Was I being interrogated?

"It gets hard to breath sometimes," I spoke, deciding to say something even if it went against everything known about the Uchiha.

Right now, I am in this body so I am claiming ownership until I am back in my world. Until then, this is my time! Zackary Morris Time!

"This pressure is weighting down on me and it feels suffocating."

Iruka's hand on my shoulder stopped me from walking and he knelt down to be eye level with me.

"Is this about the genin exams today?" Iruka asked softly.

Those were today?! Shit!

"A little. Everyone expects things me. Major things, but that's not the only thing that has me feeling doubtful," I voiced. "I've been thinking a lot about that night and something doesn't make sense."

Iruka tensed up, the brunette going to speak but no words coming out.

"I'm afraid that I won't be strong enough to find out the truth."

There. I said it. Oh my damn! There goes the plot. What have I done? WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I DONE?! Too late to back out now.

"Sasuke-kun…" Iruka trailed off, looking over my shoulder at something.

Glancing over my shoulder in the same direction, I saw something that should have freaked me out, but since I expected something to happen…I was actually pretty calm. Sarutobi Hiruzen stood there giving me a solemn look. Had he followed us from the hospital? Probably wanted to see how I was or something.

"Hokage-sama," Iruka addressed, standing up behind me.

Whether it was to keep my calm or to keep me from running was beyond me.

"Sasuke-kun, how long have you been thinking this?" Hiruzen asked me seriously.

Think idiot! Think!

"Since I was ten after I was able to get pass my fear and anger enough to remember how everything used to be," I told him.

Oh hell yeah!

"Iruka, you may leave to attend to your class. Sasuke-kun and I need to talk," Hiruzen told the brunette who bowed and left.

Oh hell no.

As I said earlier, this is just an experiment. I have no idea where this story will lead as I am only writing it for the hell of it. Obviously, what ever happens in this story is fiction and will most likely not follow the plot to the maximum truth. There will be curves in this. Blame it on Zachary Morris for not keeping his trap shut. Booyah!

**Also, there is no beta for this, so there will be errors that I miss.