A/N- finally!!! i temperrarily defeated my laziness and wrote a story!!! yaaay!!! im super proud of myself. please review when your done so i at least know people are reading it. All i ask is that you avoid flames, and stick with constructive criticism and whatever else.. just no flames.

disclaimer: too lazy to even THINK about owning naruto.. all i own is a bag of doritos, some ginger ale in a can (half empty) and this plot. oh! and my stuffed toy, Frumpy. He rocks.

Chapter 1-- Realization and Rebirth

Pasty white walls shone in the dim flickering light of the small candle. The dwarf flame whipped around the wax, devouring it slowly as the night sky blanketed the land. His inky shadowy eyes stared at the window with his pale hands supporting his chin. The thin jail-like mattress creaked as he lifted himself and silently sauntered across the empty yet cramped box of a room to the window and streaked a finger along the glass. 'He is dead. Hmph, people said it wouldn't change who I am after I have accomplished this goal of mine,' he looked towards the body with long black hair and shut snake eyes slumped out in the partially destroyed field. 'how wrong they were..' A faint smirk played at his lips, remembering the gorey battles he had with his brother and Orochimaru. Both of them fought and shared similar deaths.

The 17 year old teen shuffled towards a cracked mirror and gave himself a look. First he studied his shoes. They were thick and sturdy combat boots with leather straps locked in all around. His pants were baggy and black as well as the shoes. On both sides were more straps sewn into the demonic-appearing pants and a long hooked-on chain. He had a greyish black turtle neck that was closer to neck than the the shirt he wore when he was younger and a genin. It had thin black pin stripes going down all around. The sleeves reached mid-finger and draped a bit. A few rings were clasped to his fingers that seemed fit for a vampire. Around his neck was a loose leather collar with spikes as sharp as his glares. His left arm had another collar straped near the shoulder with similar spikes. The teen stared himself straight in the eyes and took in his whole face.

His hair hadn't changed much over the years, except it seemed to be more messy (if possible). His eyes still seemed like dead coals, though held a bit more life than ever, which is still barely noticable. What really changed was what was around his eyes: black eyeliner and thin thorn-like triangles in the middle; top and bottom, drawn on. He even had a few small studs above an eyebrow. His skin was a chalky color, yet had a bit of a fleshy tone. His lips seem normal and untouched until you take in the steel black piercing on the bottom lip corner. He turned his head a little and looked at the numerous piercings all around his ears. He even had a gauge in one. (gauge- a stretched ear piercing that pretty much is a big hole in the ear. Like a tunnel. In the story, it's in the earlobe. Look up gauge earring on google images to see one. not gross.)

Briskly, he grabbed a well-packed bag and slipped out the room into the night as the lone candle finally died away.

Into the dense forest he disappeared. Lost in his thoughts, he questioned his former-friends' reactions. Would they be happy to see him...? Or.. upset and saddened to see him? Sasuke then drifted to Naruto. The fox boy had once snuck away a few months ago from the village to find the Uchiha, but lost in the hide and go seek game he was desperately trying to win. Naruto had grown plenty and he had firm muscles to match Sasuke's. Then he thought of Kakashi, his perverted ex-sensei. He shook his head slowly and grinned. That man persistantly tried to get the boy into Icha Icha every chance he got. Never did he succeed.. or so the copy ninja thought. One of Orochimaru's henchman had been selling a bunch of the orange books. Sasuke gave into temptation and snatched one. Within seconds, he was glued to it. Though not as much as Kakashi and he kept it secret. Soon enough... she crept into his thinking. Her flowing pastel petal locks played in the wind as her viridian eyes shimmered in the light. It has been so long since he had seen her last, which was when he fled, leaving her on the stone bench. As he lept from branch to branch, he saw the glittering orange sun coming into view over the far horizon. Almost instantly, he picked up the pace, determined to reach his destination: Konoha.
An long morning finally past him by and he took a break from his long trail to rest at noon. He washed his face by a crystal clear creek ( 3 c's, yay! yes.. im a moron..) and took note of a delicate pink bud across the water, a bit torn. An overwelming realization drowned him as he stared at the injured, yet-to-bloom flower..he had hurt Sakura.. and she may never forgive him.

PLEASE don't leave me all alone!! Review and Frumpy will do a happy dance! Come on, who doesnt wanna see Frumpy do a happy dance?! He's a frickin' donkey that is actually adorable! (and rocks.)