Don't own Naruto in any way shape or form.
Had this in my head for awhile and thought it should finally see the light of day.
This is a rare paring in my opinion but I thought it deserved some attention.
Twenty long years have passed since that day. In that time he had seen much and lost so much more. It was only with the death of the only person that truly understood him that he realized just what a fool he truly was. Twenty long years of searching for some link to his dead brother in all but blood.
Far to the west beyond the elemental nations. Ninjas where the stuff of legends and myths. Those that could use chakra kept it hidden out of shame. For they where either the decedents of rouge ninja or rouge ninja themselves. Seeking some means to find a new life. The man in question was not one of those lost souls. But one seeking a lost soul.
Walking threw a fair sized port town the man drew many eyes upon himself. His tattered black cloak caused many to keep there distance. While a weather beaten hood shielded his face from view. The man's twenty year quest had led him to this town. Each step caused his heart to nearly explode. His goal was one of the larger buildings at the edge of town.
For nearly twenty years the shadow serpent dojo was famous for it's unique almost serpentine fighting style. It was said a student could take on five bandits. But a master could take on thirty. The founder of the dojo had died two years prior saving the village from pirates. A single punch was said to have taken there ship down with her on it. Yet her legacy had lived on.
Reaching the gates of the dojo the figure stopped for a moment. Gazing up his breath stopped as he gazed upon the gateway for the dojo. A series musical notes with a fox and snake dancing around them. The man nearly turned back then and there. His resolve wavering to much for any one man to bare. That was when he saw the body of his dead friend before him. Bloody and mangled his final words ringing threw his mind. Steeling his resolve he stepped into the compound.
Nearly fifty students of the dojo where training fiercely. While in the heart of the area stood the head of the dojo. Her short and spiky fire red hair almost seeming like red flames. While her sky blue eyes seemed to pierce ones very sole. Clearly in her early twenties she had a figure most women could only dream about. While her dark orange karate Gi had black edging to it.
Around her ten students prepared to attack her. Taking a fluid almost serpent like stance The fight only lasted a few moments before each of her attackers was down. Disabled from swift blows to pressure points. The man watching cringed as he new just how powerful the style was. The young woman soon noticed the newcomer. In a blur of almost ninja speed she was upon him. Stopping a mere two feet from him she was ready to defend her students with her life.
"Who are you talk now or suffer!?"
Slowly the man reached for his hood. With every inch the people around him tensed. Until finally he pulled the hood back. Revealing a man with graying black spiky hair. A large scar ran over what was left of his right eye socket. While the other showed and onyx orb of endless sorrow and regret. Looking into the young woman's eyes he saw not the girl. But his dear brother standing before him. With a raspy almost hollow voice the old man said. "My name is Sasuke Uchiha and I knew your father."
There my first ever one shot. May become a full blow story based on the reviews. Now to state what some people may have trouble figuring out. The young woman is the daughter of Naruto and Tayuya.