Warnings: There will be yaoi, m-preg, yuri, timetravel (in a way, okay not really), and sexual situations IN THE FUTURE. You have been warned and I do not wanna hear any bitching for now. For now it's rated T but will shift to rated M later on.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto cast, that is property of Masashi Kishimoto aka God

Forgotten

You are never truly dead, until you are forgotten. ~Unknown

There are some things in the world that are impossible to forget. Your first kiss, your first love, your first… anything really. What some people forget to mention though is that sometimes those memories can eat you alive, consume you until all you are is a gibbering idiot or a bitter fool. Some call it nostalgia but that implies that whatever you are remembering is good, pleasant, comforting; but when you've suffered so much your whole life the memories aren't exactly nostalgic are they.

Sasuke ran through the forest without discretion. The hunter-ninja after him were merciless, some of the most determined he had ever had after him. He had an inkling of who they were, after all the moves they used were familiar to him and he had them after him before. You'd think they'd be more careful about their identities but, then again they probably assumed he knew who they were already and didn't care. He twisted just as one of the ninja with long midnight-blue hair sailed past him, hand outstretched with the index and middle finger pointing out. Seemed harmless, until you felt (or in Sasuke's case, saw) the chakra that poured from the hand with sharp accuracy and deadly precision: Hyuga Hinata. He then flipped backwards to avoid the two spinning objects that obliterated the thick tree branch he had been standing on; then a white dog and his owner with bark brown hair jumped to another branch: Inuzuka Kiba and Akamaru. Breathing harshly he strained his senses to the limit to find where the other ninja was no doubt hiding at, he felt nothing. Then, as if on cue, a black mass fell from above the tree canopy he was under and engulfed him.

"Chidori Nagashi! (Chidori Stream)," an electric blue current of energy engulfed him before it exploded outward. It didn't reach the other ninja as they were far away but he got many of the bugs before they retreated to their owner who had suddenly decided to join the other three. There was only one man he knew that could control chakra-sucking insects while in the company of an Inuzuka and a Hyuga: Aburame Shino.

They all stood still, none of them moving an inch, none of them even looked to be breathing as they stood among the tree branches. Finally, the woman with midnight blue hair began to move. Sasuke tensed, he knew he could defeat them; after all he was the last wielder of the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, but they were too close to Konoha and he was low on chakra from his previous battle in Konoha with what was left of the original Konoha 11. However, she made no move to attack, merely she lifted her hand and removed her hunter-ninja mask. Hunter-ninja were still new in Konoha but every since the end of the war and the joining of Kirigakure and Konoha, they had taken off. It was no wonder Team 8 became one, they were the best tracking squad in all of Konoha and the Hunter-ninja program was notoriously known for it's difficulty and prestige.

"Uchiha-san, we really must stop meeting like this. More preferably, not at all." The harsh words always seemed so amusing to him coming from such a soft voice. It was hard to believe that only 8 years ago she had been a shy stuttering mess that barely graduated. So much for being the most kind-hearted ninja, the woman in front of him was stone-cold. The rest of the team took her lead and removed their masks as well. They all knew whom the each was anyway no need to hide; plus it made it easier to talk.

"I agree with Hinata-chan, you are not desired here anymore Uchiha-san." Shino stated in his monotone.

"Damn straight, more like dead but hey the only person who could kill you is- oh wait, he's dead," Kiba growled which was emphasized when his dog mirrored his growling.

Sasuke sighed, holding down the familiar rage he always seemed to feel. This was so familiar to him now it was like a rehearsal or play. He sneaks into Konoha, they find him; he fights them, they fight him; he senses reinforcement so he flees, they chase him; he fights them some more, they fight him; and finally they stop just outside the borders of Konoha and whoever it is that followed him talks to him but he ignores them and escapes: then the same thing is repeated all over again the next year on the same date and/or other varying dates. It's been a while since he had Team 8, out of them all they were probably the ones to come closest to catching him; not kill though, like Kiba said there was only one who could have killed him and that person was dead.

Dead… just like he should be but Fate had seemed to have another kind of punishment for him and let him live, seething and burning with images of the past and blood. So much blood… and light, fading from sparkling cerulean eyes that should have never even dimmed in the slightest because it would make the world cry. The familiar shortness of breath dawned on him, the clenching of his heart, twisting of his stomach, and the rage.

"Don't you think I know Inuzuka, it's the reason why I always escape and am still living," 'Why I am still in this hell,' he thought the last part instead of saying it out loud. They thought him a monster anyway, who was he to change their mind?

Kiba made to jump and attack him but a delicate cough caught all their attention and turned it to the only female of the group.

"As lovely as this reunion is," there was no emotion in the voice, no sense of sarcasm or anything really, a true Hyuga to the core, "We came to give you one last warning-"

"Yes I know: do not step on these lands, blah, blah, you are not welcome, more idiocy, and we will kill you on site-"

"It is rude to interrupt when a lady is speaking Uchiha, but then of course the Uchiha always were… barbaric."

He tensed slightly at the jibe to his clan and himself but he made no move to attack. It would only prove her point, and give her satisfaction of knowing she got to him. He wouldn't apologize though.

"As I was saying, one last warning: Do not come again or we will move the tomb to a place you will never find." Then they disappeared before he could even register the words they said. When they did, a rage filled scream escaped his mouth and an explosion rocked the very area that leveled down trees; black fire could be seen from miles away.

Team 8 kept going; they were far gone from the area though they did feel the fluctuation of massive chakra that came from where they once were.

"Wow, didn't expect that kind of reaction," Kiba murmured as he looked behind his back to see if he could catch a glimpse of anything that could be following them. His mask was back in place, as were the rest of the team's, so his words came out a bit muffled but the others heard.

"I wonder what his reaction would be if he ever found out," Hinata responded. It served to answer Kiba's question but it also posed another question.

"I does not matter anymore," Shino finally answered after an intense silence.

"True, he'll never find out." Hinata agreed.

"We'll never let him."

With that final statement from Kiba they added more chakra to their legs and made their way back home, to Konoha.

AN: I know I should not be starting a new fic when my other one is lying around there all unfinished OTL. Let's just say I hit a little rut and will be back on that one soon... I think. Anyway, I have been attacked by many feels these past few months, particularly SasuNaru feels.

Seriously, I don't know whether to love Sasuke OR WRING HIS NECK AND CAUSE HIM TO DIE AS I LAUGH ATOP HIS CORPSE AND KICK IT! :cough: but yes SasuNaru. I read a particularly angst-ridden trilogy that had me on my knees and crying like there was no tomorrow. It's in my favorite and the 1st one is called Roommates, the 2nd one evades my mind right now but it's in my fave's too, and the 3rd one is called Follow The Leader. Go. Read. Them. You'll find yourselves in hell of beautiful SasuNaru angst drama: I nearly died. So anyways tell me what you think and whether I should continue quickly, or else I will take my sweet ass time (I'll do this anyway because I am a procrastinating bitch... okay fuck it I really don't care, I'll just continue it)