+Kizuna-Bond-+

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Ok, this is my first story ever, so it will probably be abit shabby and confusing at times. It's also my first shonen-ai/BL/etc etc fic. Constructive critsism is extremely appreciated. ..So hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Naruto characters. They belong to the brilliant mind of Masashi Kishimoto.

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"FIRE!! The village is on fire!"

"Someone, please help me!"

The sound of frightened villagers crying out into the night filled the sky as the burning flames consumed the entire town. People were rushing frantically all across the place, men trying to extinguish the blaze while women rushed to find refuge for them and their children.

It was complete chaos.

Among the confusion, a slender young man with long blonde hair ran through the burning streets unnoticed. his hair was tied into a loose sort of ponytail and part of it fell over his left eye.His ragged clothing hung from his frame and made him appear frailer then he already seemed. He ran down the familiar streets, not stopping to take a single glimpse back as they fell apart. He hadn't exactly had the best of moments in these streets and was not terribly sad to see them go. However, his brows were furrowed and his eyes held a terrified look, the kind you see on children's faces when they are lost and confused.

" How did this happen?" he asked himself almost accusingly, " Did I accidentally do something like that again…No, I Couldn't have-..."

A sudden flash appeared in the sky and caught his attention, cutting him off from his brooding. Other people also seemed to notice and stop in their tracks to gawk at the streak moving across the sky.

"What is that?" Someone asked within the growing crowd of spectators,

"Is it a plane?"

"No, it's a Shooting Star!"

The blonde boy rolled his visible eye at the stupidity of some of these people. It was clearly travelling too fast to be a plane and too close to be a shooting star. He fix his eyes on the object once more, it was flying towards the village and increasing its speed. He felt alarmed as it flew closer, heading straight for the centre of the town. At the speed it was going, he was sure the impact would cause a huge explosion. Turning on his heel, he sprinted in the opposite direction from which the rest of the villagers were running. He had to get out of there before what ever that thing was hit.

Someone behind him called out "Where you runnin' to boy? The worst of the fires are over there."

He didn't slow down or glance around as he shouted back, "Safer then what's going to happen to all these people if they don't start running, un!"

"What're ya talking-" The man was cut off as more horrified screams filled the sky. People started to realise the object was flying too fast to stop before hitting the village. Every person ran for some sort of shelter that might withstand the impact, screaming and shouting as they did.The boy only dared to glance backwards when he was almost out of the burning village. What he saw made him gasp and widen his eyes in shock.

The object gliding towards the village appeared to be a figure with some sort of wings protruding from its back. It was moving so fast now that the details were just a blur. The boy could hardly see the figure even with his acute eyesight. But for a fraction of a second, he could distinguish that the figure had a mop of messy red hair. He squinted harder but at that moment everything became white and time had seemed to stop. Everything went quiet and the blonde could hear his own heart beating hard against his ribcage. Before he realised, the whole town exploded in a giant cloud of grey. Bits of burning wood and debris flew in all different directions.

The boy was knocked straight off his feet at the impact. Luckily he had been far enough from the explosion to be blown to pieces. But as he was thrown back, he was not able to dodge a portion from a building that came flying at him. More or less, he couldn't see it due to his left eye being slightly blind and covered with hair. He lay on the ground for a moment, feeling the blood flow down his face. The night sky began to spin around him and he could hardly keep his eyes open.

" That wasn't so bad, un.."

His eyes began to close slowly but just as he was about to fall into unconsciousness, he heard something landing not too far from him. Mustering up just enough energy to open his good eye, he saw the red haired figure standing with his back towards him. Said red head seemed to be observing the surroundings.

There was nothing left, the whole village had been flattened with that single explosion. It looked like the remains of a battlefield. Bits of debris and dead people lay everywhere, it was still. The Mysterious figure signed quietly and was about to take off when he heard someone cough behind him. Turning around, he walked over to stand next to the boy on the ground. The boy looked to be around 17, he seemed to have hit his head pretty hard as blood was still flowing from the wound.

The boy stared up at the others face, the red head's face looked surprisingly young. He looked around the same age as the blonde. The blonde wanted to ask the stranger many things, but he could feel himself slipping away into unconsciousness. The last thing he heard before drifting off was the voice of the mysterious person, smooth and musical.

"Hmmm, someone actually survived…interesting, very interesting…"

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So, thus ends the first chapter. I hope it wasnt boring..cause it may have dragged on abit. I tend to do that to things..hehe ' Lots of Stuff is still confusing, even to me O-o but it's all building up to the plot cough which i havnt completely figured out either..please review and give me constructive criticism ! I want to write something that people will enjoy, not be bored to death by.

Next chapter, deidara being stubbourn Which reminds me, i havnt actually written what their names are..but that builds to the story and we all know who they are anyways

Thankyou for reading 3 3