Just a little something that popped into my head and wouldn't leave so I decided to write it. I might do something similar but it'll be SPN/Star Trek instead, but that probably won't be for a while. Still need to plan it out a little. Anyway! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Naruto or Star Trek. They belong to the great Masashi Kishimoto and Gene Roddenberry -bows and worships- I'm just using them for my amusement.

Warnings: Yaoi/slash (male/male pairings), AUish, playing with time lines (sorta), reincarnation, and I think that's it.

Pairings: Itachi/Naruto (ItaNaru), Spock/Kirk (Spirk/Spork/Kock)

Part One: The Sun

The Stars, the moon

They have all been blown out

You left me in the dark

No dawn, no day

I'm always in this twilight

In the shadow of your heart

It was bright, nothing but whiteness around him and for a moment Jim was confused as he tried to remember where he was or how he got here. Frowning he closed his eyes thinking, "I was on an away mission. Some newly discovered planet that had lots of vegetation and very little wild life… Spock would know the name."

Spock… Spock! That's right! They had beamed down to the surface to check it out and take some samples of the array of flora. Jim remembered this large, beautiful flower that looked like a cross between a rose and a dahlia. He hadn't thought much of it at the time and after observing it for a moment, he had walked away to bug Spock. The Vulcan had been studying some sort of bush with bright orange berries on it. They had begun to talk, having grown closer in the last three years and as usual Jim requested a chess match in his quarters after shift which Spock accepted. It was their routine they had developed in the beginning when they were still walking on thin ice around each other, but it became an activity they enjoyed as time went on.

"What happened after that?" Jim wondered. He remembered laughing at a dry remark that Spock made toward him, knowing it was the Vulcan's own brand of humor. Then… then he remembered spotting the flower from before turning toward Spock and its center petals opening to reveal some sort of stinger or a giant dart. Then everything happened in a flash as he pushed Spock out of the way and he felt pain in his side followed by dizziness and it became hard for him to breath. He heard people screaming his name and firm hands, cool against his skin, held him and he heard Spock's voice requesting a beam up.

"That's right, that stupid plant tried to kill Spock!" he exclaimed frowning darkly before glancing around. The way he figured it, he was probably unconscious in Sick Bay, at least Jim hoped he was. Unless maybe… he was dead. Didn't they say that when you die you walk this long dark tunnel and into the light? Since it was so bright then the only possible outcome was that whatever was in that dart was poison and that it had killed him? Jim shook his head, he wouldn't believe it. There was no way he was dead!

"That can't be right! What about my ship and the crew? What about Bones? What about… what about Spock?" he murmured as a deep dread curled in his stomach. It was a secret he kept buried within the confines of his heart, a secret he had always assumed he'd be able to speak one day when he gained the courage. But now he was dead, things were different and he was too late; he couldn't tell Spock how he felt.

Jim couldn't tell him how much he enjoyed their time together, their chess games and talks. He couldn't tell the Vulcan how much he admired his intelligence and how Jim thought he was adorable when he became confused over something. He couldn't tell Spock how lovely his eyes were or how his lips could drive him mad or how he wanted to tweak his ears at the most random times. He could never express how much he had come to love and care for his First Officer, how he could envision spending the rest of his life with him. And it hurt Jim more than anything.

"I can… I can never tell him… never let him know how I felt," Jim whispered his eyes burning slightly. He wanted to cry and his chest felt so tight, it was overwhelming.

"You can tell him dattebayo!" a voice chirped. Startled, Jim whirled around tense and ready for a fight. But he took pause at what he saw, wondering if he was looking into a mirror. The young man before him looked very similar to himself, but they weren't exact twins or anything; it was just traits here or there, their face structures and the shapes of their mouths. It didn't help that the man was also blond (although his hair was spiky and disheveled) and had blue eyes. But he was different too.

He was younger than Jim, probably between 17 and 20, he couldn't tell. He also was just slightly shorter by an inch or so not to mention his skin tone was a caramel tan compared to Jim's. But the strangest trait that set them apart was the scars on his cheeks, three on each side that made him look like he had whiskers. And while the new figure was a stranger, Jim somehow felt that he knew him; had known him for a long time especially that wide smile. It was confusing.

"What do you mean?" Jim questioned cautiously, not letting his guard down. The other blond smiled wider, "You're not dead you know. You're just resting, you took a lot of damage to protect your mate after all."

"I… I'm alive?" He didn't dare hope, but it couldn't be helped either.

"Yup!"

"How do you know? And for that matter, who are you? What are you doing in my head?" Jim fired off trying to make sense of what was going on.

"Oh that's easy! My name is Uzumaki Naruto, but you can call me Naruto! As for how I know and why I'm here, I'm you! Or at least, I was you before you became Jim Kirk," the blond, Naruto, exclaimed. Jim blinked slowly. Was he suggesting what Jim thought he was suggesting? Or was he just really some crazy alien that was trying to take over his mind? Frowning he growled, "That's not funny. There's no such thing as reincarnation."

"According to who exactly?" Naruto grinned, "It's the truth whether you believe me or not. You and I are the same person, but just different names and different lives. Before you were James Tiberius Kirk, son of George and Winona Kirk you were Uzumaki Naruto, son of Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina. Before you were the Captain of the USS Enterprise, you were the Rokudaime Hokage of Konoha and the Jinchūriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune."

"This is nuts," Jim whispered, "I'm going crazy."

"Oh stop being dramatic," Naruto rolled his eyes, "You're lucky compared to me. I'm the one that's talking to you, not some scary and blood thirsty demon that's been sealed in your body since you were born."

"That doesn't make me feel better," Jim growled.

"I can see that," Naruto sighed, "But you have more important matters to focus on 'ttebayo."

"Oh? And what would that be exactly?"

Naruto raised an eyebrow, "I think that'd be obvious. You have to wake up of course, Itachi's waiting for us… or rather Spock is."

"Who?" Jim blinked. Naruto huffed and glanced away a mixture of sadness and longing in his features, "Have you ever wondered why you were drawn to Spock despite the crappy start you got off to?"

"Yeah… a little," Jim admitted wondering where this conversation was going. Naruto smiled slightly, "Because you, we… you and Spock are soul mates. You've been bound together since the beginning… just like Itachi and I."

"Who is Itachi?" Jim inquired, "And what does he have to do with Spock?"

"Itachi is like me… he was reincarnated as well and resides within the person you love most, the half Vulcan Spock."

"Wait, so let me get this straight. Apparently I'm the reincarnation of you and Spock is the reincarnation of this Itachi guy whom you were involved with long ago. Am I getting this right?"

"Yup," Naruto agreed. Jim shook his head, "This is crazy! I'm just dreaming, it's the poison from that plant! It's making me hallucinate!"

"Look, if you don't want to believe me then fine! But somewhere inside of you, you know it's the truth!" Naruto growled, "The reason you and Spock gravitate toward each other is because you're tied together, you're soul mates. It was the same for Itachi and I; even though we were enemies, we were drawn to each other and we understood each other. We were connected on such a deep and intimate level and that same connection has carried over to you and Spock."

"Why are you telling me all of this?" Jim asked, trying to hold in the hope that he felt; that maybe Naruto was telling the truth and that he had a chance with Spock. After living a life full of abandonment and bitter disappointment, Jim hadn't expected to find anything or anyone worth living for. But eventually he met Spock and it was like his whole world had shifted, nothing was the same after that.

Naruto seemed to sense his thoughts as his blue eyes softened with understanding, "I'm telling you this because you still have a chance. You could have died yes, but you didn't and now you have a chance to tell Spock how you feel."

Jim hesitated, "But… what if he doesn't want me? What if I'm not good enough? I don't want to ruin my friendship with him. I don't want him to distance himself from me… I couldn't live with that."

Reaching out, Naruto touched the other blonde's shoulder. Squeezing it gently, he whispered, "He will want you. He already does… life doesn't give you many second chances Jim, you of all people should know that. And if you let this go, you'll regret it for the rest of your life because there might not be a next time. You and Spock deserve to have the happiness that was denied to myself and Itachi."

"How?" Jim wanted to know, had to know.

"Like I said, we were enemies. He was part of an organization that was hunting me down to steal my power and my best friend, his younger brother, was seeking to kill him. We didn't find out really how much we had fallen for each other until it was too late to do anything… we only had one night together, the best and most precious night of my life."

"Why only one night?"

"The next day I woke up alone and I just knew that Itachi was gone, that he wasn't a part of this world anymore. It was confirmed a few days later that Sasuke killed him… I forced myself to move on, I knew I had to for my sake and Itachi's. But I carried the pain with me until I died. I don't want that for you and Spock," Naruto explained gently, a smile on his lips but tears in his eyes. And it was such a heart breaking look that Jim was compelled to hug the other; his own heart ached for Naruto and Jim wasn't sure if it was because of their similar pains or if it was just their connection as the same person.

"I'm sorry," Jim whispered. Naruto shook his head, "Don't be, it's not your fault. We were stubborn and foolish, we didn't see what was there until it was too late. That's why I want you to tell Spock how you feel, tell him how much you love him and grasp at the happiness I never had. If you don't, you'll regret it for the rest of your life Jim, I know you will."

"What do I do then? How do I get out of here?"

Naruto chuckled, "Just wake up." And he reached forward tapping his forehead and suddenly the light faded into darkness. Then he could hear sounds; the beeping of a heart monitor, the soft hum of computers and the engine of his Lady. He could smell the anesthetic and the sterile air of sick bay, he could feel the cover tucked around him to keep him warm. It all came back sharply confusing him for a moment as he mentally gathered himself.

"Ugh, if I ever meet that brat again I'm going to deck him. Feels like I got hit by a comet," Jim thought as he opened his eyes slowly grateful that the lights were low, no doubt it was currently "night" and the skeleton crew were caring for the ship. Turning his head he glanced around noting he was in a private room which was rather bare except a small table and a chair; a chair which was currently being used by his slumbering Vulcan First Officer.

Jim was stunned and wondered how long he had been out; if it was for a while, had Spock been there the whole time? Naruto's words echoed in his mind. Spock cared for him, cared for his well being and feared for his life… maybe Spock did love him? Was it possible? Reaching out he carefully touched the slumbering Vulcan's knee and shook it gently, "Spock."

He felt the limb under him tense before relaxing as brown eyes opened and locked onto him. Despite his features being neutral, human emotions flashed through Spock's eyes; surprise, relief, anger, fondness, worry and something else. It warmed Jim to know that the other cared, that he valued the blonde's life. And once more Naruto's words rang in his mind, giving him hope that perhaps not all was lost and out of his reach.

Yeah, I couldn't help myself. Naruto and Itachi remind me a bit of Kirk and Spock! Plus I'm a big shipper of ItaNaru and Spirk so it worked for me! I'll post the next part soon! Review! Thanks!

~Seth