Tell Me It'll Be Alright
Disclaimer: I WISH Naruto belonged to me, that way I would know if Yondaime is Naruto's dad or the Akatsuki leader... And I'd know the name of Naruto's mom! And I probably wouldn't be writing fanfiction...
Other Fics: Save Me and Change me –A Gaara/Naru fic. At least, for the moment. Angst.
Author's Note: Angst of course. But a little cracky here and there. In my other fic, I didn't think it would be proper enough to squish in humour here and there, seeing as it's centered around Gaara-
Gaara: What's that supposed to mean? I can be funny when I want to be funny
Right. Anyways, seeing as I NEED to be cracky, or I lose it completely, I came up with this. It will be more angst then anything, so no need to worry, but there will be moments here and there where you'll be able to snort out a laugh. Of course, it's going for Sasu/Naru and probably some side romances, with my precious redhead, who of course will be in this fic. If you don't like stuff like this, then don't read. Simple as that.
And on towards the ANGST! This is a pretty long first chapter, and I didn't like it that much once I finished writing it, but I wanted to set out the plot. The backround and stuff. Don't worry, next chapter, the two main characters will be around 12.
Some possible pairings I'm going for, other then the sure Sasu/Naru are:
(By the way, the ones with the 3 beside them are ones that I'm going for seriously. The other ones may just be random one moment things that I'm rather fond of. Sorta.. Maybe you can help me out find actual pairs for Kiba, Shino, Hinata and Kankurou?)
3 Itachi/Orochimaru (What? It's cute!)
3 Neji/Gaara (I really want to write one . It's sort of a good pairing, don't you think?)
3 Shikamaru/Temari (What!? I love them!)
3 Iruka/Kaka (I love them, how could you not?)
Naru/Gaara (This'll be for a VERY short amount of time, just a little before it borders back to friendship.)
Sasu/Saku (This'll be more one sided then anything, seeing as the pink haired girl isn't my FAVOURITE character, but I'll be somewhat kind to her.)
Sasu/Gaara (More or less, no, but eh, I'll keep my open mind…open! O.o)
Sasu/Kaka (This'll PROBABLY happen when I'm more or less at my cracky moments. I'm not a fan of it, but eh I'll probably make Kakashi hit on him or something o.O)
Kiba/Hinata (I swear, God knows. I love KIBAA so how could I not put him with her?)
Shino/Hinata (God knows. Probably not. Eh. God knows.)
Kiba/Shino (WOOT THIS'LL WORK FOR SURE! O.o Haha, I'll probably pair Hinata with Sakura o.O)
Hinata/Sakura (I just said that, didn't I? ...)
Ino/Sakura (Gah, I'm not good at writing girl/girl…so fuck that…)
Rukia/Ichigo (Wait..wrong anime…Oh well, I love them together! But they won't be in this fic, so don't worry .)
Kankurou/Sakon (Tee hee. Or Kankurou and Kiba? Hmm..)
Kiba/Ukon (O.o)
Gaara/Itachi (WOOT! O.o…um more or less NO.)
Gaara/Hinata (And get Neji all jealous tee hee…mwauahahahahah..)
Tenten/Rock Lee (I'm gonna let you get on to the story now…but don't fear, there'll be more!)
AkatsukiMembers/Other people (God knows?)
Anyways, I hope you enjoy it. If you do, review and send me motivation for the next chapter! I really like reviews. I really hope this doesn't suck.
Prologue: I tell myself again and again…It's not my fault.
Part One
A blonde boy, around the age of 7 going on 8, sniffled and wiped tears from his eyes as he sat on a bed and looked at a picture of a man and a woman, both with intense blonde hair.
"Why'd you leave me, mommy? Daddy?" The boy questioned the inanimate object. "I feel so…hurt, but I can't get rid of it. I want to feel something else. No one wants me now. Why couldn't I protect you? Why?" The blonde put the photo frame onto the small corner table, face down. He looked at it.
"What was I worth, for you to protect me?" was the question on Naruto's mind that night, like most nights, as he crawled into bed and curled up under the thin sheets.
"What-who are you?!"
"Arashi, what's going on?" The sound of footsteps, and then a woman gasping.
"Take Naruto and run!" Three year old Uzumaki Naruto took tentative footsteps from his bedroom and peered into the living room.
"Daddy?"
"Naruto, go with your-ugh-" There was a loud crash as the older man fell into the glass coffee table from the impact of the masked man with the bat.
"Arashi!!" Naruto's mom shrieked, and before Naruto knew it he had been grabbed up into his mom's arms and was now being carried down the hallway, at a pace he didn't think his mom was capable of.
"Mommy, wha…daddy?"
"Hush honey, please be quiet." The small boy realized his mom had tears on her cheeks, and this didn't do well to keeping him quiet at all.
"Wha wrong? Mommy?"
"Hush baby, please." They heard a shout, and then a louder crash then before. Naruto jerked as he realized his mom had stopped running, but now facing the basement door. She looked the way they'd come from, yearningly for her husband, but a hand went out and wrenched open the basement door.
Pulling it shut behind her, she flew down the stairs, hugging the smaller child to her breast.
Once in the dark basement, the blonde lady wasted no time to adjust to the dark, but quickly ran past the storage rooms and the many toys scattered across the room. Once she reached her destination deep in the basement, the sound of the basement door was heard creaking open.
"Naruto, you can't make a sound, please." The mother of the frightened child harshly whispered, almost desperately. The child looked up at the young woman, and nodded.
A door was opened to reveal a small packed closet, which smelled like moth balls. To his utter dismay, Naruto found himself lowered to his feet and then gently pushed into the closet. He opened his mouth to whine before suddenly remembering his mother's sharp words.
Quietly, he let himself be shut in the gloomy, smelly, and shadowing closet. He let his back hit the far end of it, and stared at the door that had just been shut. There were footsteps. Then a loud smash. Then thuds. Small blue eyes widened as there were sudden cries, whimpers, and a scream from what sounded like his mother.
Hands clamped themselves onto small ears, eyes squeezed themselves shut, and knees buckled and gave away.
Hours later, the small blonde was found, shivering, whimpering, crying, and hugging his knees in the corner of the closet, the stench strong in the air.
The policewoman was at a loss for words, at how to tell this 3 year old boy he was now an orphan. But she didn't have to.
Little Uzumaki Naruto already knew. And he also knew that he didn't do a thing to stop it.
Part Two
There was a loud crash outside of a sound asleep boy's room. Onyx eyes flew open as an 8 year old was awoken. The boy stared at the ceiling for a couple seconds, not daring to move.
There were some voices. Mom. Dad.
Brother.
Why was it so cold? Hadn't he closed the window?
There was another crash. The sound of his brother's loud and angry voice. Breaking glass. The small boy was shivering now. What was going on? Should he get up?
Could he get up?
Did he want to get up?
Sasuke sat up and started to throw the quilt off his little body when his brother's voice was heard again, loud and clear to his ears.
"YOU NEVER LET ME DO ANYTHING! YOU'RE COOPING ME UP AND GIVING ME A FUCKING GUIDELINE FOR MY LIFE, HOPING I'LL FOLLOW IT! YOU'RE A PATHETIC NAÏVE BUNCH OF FOOLS IF YOU THINK I'M AGREEING TO THIS SHIT!"
Sasuke winced with each swear word his brother screamed. Itachi was always like this when he came home late. He usually reeked of those forbidden drinks that were handed out during banquets. His eyes were always red, and he was always shouting when he came home. Always at Mother and Father. Never at him, no, but sometimes it scared him. He was always afraid Itachi wouldn't be there in the morning.
But his mom and dad usually have him calmed down by then.
So how was this time any different?
Was it that Itachi wasn't slurring? That he didn't sound drunk? Or…was it that his father wasn't yelling back but his words were calm, trying to reason with Itachi? Or was it the fact that he could hear his mother sobbing in an attempt to be quiet?
Why did this time feel more serious then the others? Maybe it was because Itachi had been acting different lately. Even towards him.
Sasuke's feet hit the ground as he got up from his bed. He hesitated, staring at the door.
"Brother…" He mumbled under his breath, fear coursing through the 8 year old's veins. Fear for his brother. Fear that his father would get too angry. Fear that his brother would leave him, alone. Finally, as he'd been threatening most of his life.
A hand was on the doorknob, turning it almost against Sasuke's will. He opened the door and found his feet pulling him out into the hallway. He took two steps down the hallway before-
"I'M LEAVING!" Sasuke's flinched as the two words almost shook the house. His feet pulled him to the end of the hallway, to the stairs. His hands planted themselves onto the railing, and confused, pained black eyes looked over the railing and downstairs towards the front door.
He spotted his brother immediately; Itachi stood in front of the door, facing it, almost shaking. His mother and father stood in the doorway of the living, not making any actions to stop their oldest son. Why weren't they stopping him?
"Don't do this." Sasuke's eyes flew to his mother who had whispered this. There were tears falling down her pretty face.
What had happened? Why wasn't father reasoning with Itachi, and telling him to turn around? Mother never cried; she always made tea.
"Why shouldn't I? Give me one good reason." Itachi stated. Sasuke wondered if he imagined the quiver in the last word. Sasuke couldn't help but be slightly angry at his older brother for making their mom cry.
"We-we-love.."
"Don't give me that shit!" Itachi whipped around, eyes flashing. Sasuke took a step back at the rage evident in his older brother's eyes, prying his small hands from the railing and stumbling back. Noticing the small movement, the black eyes of a 16 year old flew up into the darkness of the upper floor, staring at the railing. Staring right at him. His look softened.
The hands that had been clenched opened, and Itachi Uchiha looked at the small boy attempting to hide in the darkness, with pain in his eyes.
"What are you looking at, Itachi?" The father of the two boys suddenly asked, looking in the same direction.
There was a ringing from the older boy's pocket suddenly, piercing through the tense air.
Pulling out his cell, and ignoring his father's question, Itachi opened it and put it to his ear.
"Yes? I'm coming you morons, wait for me. No D, there aren't any problems. I'm about to go ask him, I almost forgot. I don't need you guys to come in, no. I have nothing that I want to take back, at least nothing of important value. What do you mean money?"
So he was really leaving? Sasuke's eyes widened as he jumped to his feet and started down the stairs. Then he stopped. Nothing of important value? What about me? Take me with you! Don't leave me with dad!
"No, I'm not bringing money. Listen, I'll talk when I come outside, what's the freaking hurry? Okay, dudes, this is completely killing the drama here. Yes, I was planning on making a scene before I left." Another pause.
"Itachi, get a hold of yourself-" The father of the boy spoke up but Itachi cut him off.
"Shut up, you bastard, the only reason I'm staying here for the moment is for Sasuke." He glared at the older man. Then he jerked as the person on the phone said something.
"What?" His mother gasped and looked up to find the small boy on the first step going down, staring at Itachi, with tears rolling down his pale face.
"What do you mean you're putting me on hold!? I don't have time for this!" Itachi said exasperatedly, before slamming the phone shut and dropping it into the pocket of his baggy black pants.
"Oh Sasuke-chan, come here." His mother called, and Sasuke turned to look at his mom only to find his father in the way.
"You do not need to see your disgrace of a brother making a fool of himself; go back to bed."
"No-n-Nii-san let me come! Brother!" Sasuke struggled to push past the older man and get to his brother.
"What are you doing, Sasuke?" His father demanded, grabbing his shoulder and pushing him back forcefully.
"I-I want to go with-" In his upset state, just the thought of Itachi leaving had confused and completely scattered the thoughts of the younger boy, not knowing what he was saying, but knowing that he wanted to be with Itachi, his older brother, the brother that had always been there for him when he needed him-
"Leave him, let him come!" Itachi now said, annoyance clear in his tone.
"Sasuke, what has gotten into you?" The smaller boy grunted as he was shoved back again.
"Fugaku!" His mother cried out sternly through her tears. "Leave him be!"
"And let him go with the-with-"
"If that's what he wants, it isn't our right to take it away from him, lest he be holed up here and end up like Itachi!"
"Mikoto, he isn't like his brother."
"Not yet at least!"
There was a honk outside. Then a knock on the door. Sasuke fell silent.
"Impatient bastards." Itachi grumbled. He looked over his father's shoulder at the little boy. "You coming or not, kid?"
"D-Don't go." It was barely a whisper, but the older Uchiha brother heard him.
"Guess you aren't ready yet. No point in forcing you, I guess. You'd just whine if it was against your will, wouldn't you?" Itachi wasn't scolding him. Itachi wasn't even mad, or making fun of him. He stated the facts, and was maturely looking over his brother, as he always did.
"Nii-san." Sasuke muttered, looking at his brother, respecting him, but torn between what to do.
"C'mere," he opened his arms, and with force he knew would be lectured about later, Sasuke pushed past his father and ran to his brother, falling into the hug.
"Will you be back?"
"You'll see me at school, I'm not dropping out." The older Uchiha whispered into the smaller one's hair. "Don't let dad bring you down. I'll check up on you when he isn't home, don't worry, kay?"
Sasuke grabbed onto the back of his brother's black shirt, holding it tight and subconscious of the fact that his tears were staining the other ones shirt. "Sorry I couldn't come, nii-san."
Itachi stood up, bringing Sasuke with him, and smiled fondly at the younger brother. "Take care, aright? Of yourself and mother."
Sasuke nodded and let himself gently be put back onto his feet. Itachi ruffled the boy's hair, and then his phone started ringing again.
"Aright, I'm leaving. See ya bitches. See you, Sasuke." Itachi turned around, pulled the door open, and Sasuke saw a car in the driveway surrounding the fountain. There was a blonde boy in the front passenger seat, and along other boys, someone who looked much older then Itachi, at least by five years, was facing the mansion, leaning against the door.
He had almost golden eyes, long slick hair, passing his shoulders, and pale, so much paler then Sasuke's own, skin.
"Ready, Ittie boo?" The man pulled his face into a smirk, but there was clear concern in his voice. His voice, which would have resembled a snake if snakes could talk. Just hearing him had caused goosebumps on Sasuke's small arms.
"Course, Cockroach."
"Dude, how do you get Cockroach from Orochimaru?"
"God knows." Itachi said, laughing as he jumped the couple steps from the porch and proceeded towards the car, replying to the boy with almost blue tinted skin who'd just asked the question.
The man with long hair raised an eyebrow at Itachi, who stood in front of him; looking more carefree then Sasuke'd ever seen him.
"Are you, really?"
"Yes. Stop babying me." Itachi grumbled. Sasuke looked out the door and before he knew it, he'd started down the porch and fell short at the last step, close enough to the group. The man with gold eyes looked at him. Sasuke shivered.
"And your little brother?"
"He's not ready. He will be. Not yet."
"Of course."
"Let's go." Itachi suddenly said, as if he'd just thought of something, and jumped over the door into the back seat. Squishing himself between a redhead boy and a girl with blue hair.
"I'm glad the whole gang didn't come, woulda been more drama then worth it." Itachi said lightly, but Sasuke saw him looking over worriedly at the man named Orochimaru, who hadn't moved from his spot.
The creepy man stared at Sasuke, who blinked.
"Uchiha, I'm going to have a word with your delightful family."
Itachi's eyes widened, and his eyes snapped up towards the man who was now walking towards Sasuke, towards the house.
"What? Oro, don't!"
"It'll take less then a minute. Deidara start the car."
Kay, I'll admit it, that's a crappy place to end, and I could've gone on, but for a prologue, it seemed longer then it should be. Plus I felt unfair to Naruto, that Sasuke's version was so much longer...(shrugs) Eh.
Review and Gaara'll give you his cookie! (:
