Note: This story has been begging me to write it for about two or three years now and I've finally decided to do so. There are still a few parts that I'm not so sure about yet, and some other parts where I have no idea how to write it, but I will try my best to keep this updated. Maybe not regularly because I do go to school, but when I have time I will update. I hope you enjoy this little (or maybe not) story and please review.

Prologue

Every single night since I left him, I dream about my love. I dream of his bell-like laugh, his big, beautiful azure eyes, his golden messy hair, his shining smile, the scars that adorn his thin cheeks, and his wonderful personality. But tonight was different. Tonight, instead of a beautiful dream with my love, I had the worst nightmare imaginable.

In it we were walking down an alley way in a city, hand in hand. I must've made a comment that was funny to him because he was laughing, his head thrown back, his eyes closed, and his mouth wide as the laughter caused his body to shake. It was stunning. As I was watching him, a thick fog set in, hiding the scenery around us. All I could see was him laughing.

But I didn't even notice the fog until we were attacked. He was still laughing when it happened. His laughter was cut short when he caught sight of somebody behind me. The next thing I knew, I had been struck to the ground. I looked up to see a hooded man in dark clothing struggling with my love. He was fighting to punch the hooded man while snarling and screaming my name. But the man grabbed him by the wrists before injecting him with something from a syringe. My love almost collapsed to the ground before the hooded figure grabbed his hips and hoisted him over his shoulder.

As the figure started to walk away, I struggled to my feet and tried to follow him through the fog. My love reached for me with a weak arm and I grabbed his thin wrist, but neither of us was strong enough to hold on. As my love slipped from my grasp, I could see the hope disappear in his beautiful eyes and I lost them in the fog.

That's when I woke screaming. Kabuto appeared by my side to soothe me. As soon as I calmed down he looked me in the eye and asked "Do you remember what happened today?"

Of course I remembered. How could I forget? Orochimaru had called me to see him earlier that day to give me the news sent from Konoha. It was a letter from Sakura to me. It read:

Sasuke,

I tried my best, believe me I did. I made a promise to you when you left Konoha, that I would protect Naruto until you were strong enough to do so on your own, but I have failed. It happened while we were vacationing in America two weeks ago. We went to New York City. I told him to stay by me at all times because that city is so busy, but you know him, always curious and never pays attention to the rules. So of course he wandered off without me noticing. I knew that this could happen so I made sure he knew where our hotel room was so we could meet back up; I even gave him taxis fare in case we were far from the hotel. For emergencies he also had a cell phone on him and my number in it. But he never called and he never showed up at the hotel. I waited for the rest of the night and into the afternoon the next day before notifying the authorities. As soon as the authorities were alerted, I called Tsunade and she told me to stay in America as long as I could to try to find him. That evening the police found his cell phone. It was crushed and thrown into a dumpster in an alley. His clothes were in there too. Thankfully there was no blood on them, but we never found him. The police searched for an entire week and found nothing else. He disappeared without a trace. By that time I didn't have enough money to stay in America to try to find him on my own, so I was forced to come back to Konoha. As soon as I got home I sat down to write you this letter. I am so sorry. I will do my hardest to find him and bring him home.

Sakura

Naruto was gone, disappeared. That's when I fainted.

Note: For clarification, cell phones in this story are very rarely used, and really only used in the parts that are in America. This is why Sakura tells Sasuke that she gave Naruto one. And this is also set when Sasuke still lived with Orochimaru, so this is about a year after he left Konoha. If there is need for more clarification, please feel free to ask me. And as I said before, please review. It helps my writing improve.