Angels of the Damned: A Titanic Story
By kittykute
Disclaimer: I don't own, Naruto, The Movie The Titanic or the theme song from Indiana Jones. Just so you know.
Chapter One
The Large crowd around Sasuke and Naruto had grown impossibly large; hundreds… possibly THOUSANDS were all around them.
The year, 1912, a year of inventions and knowledge, surprises and discoveries. And they were there to see it all.
Naruto and Sasuke had known each other since childhood, although they were never AS close as could be. Naruto, a happy-go-lucky 15 year old with brilliantly colored blond hair and pools of blue eye color, he wore an old white and blue vertically stripped shirt that was a few sizes too big. He had been on his own for years since his parents died, and he was still as happy as Winnie The Pooh in a hunny tree. He wore cream colored khaki pants and black shoes. To shield him from the cold, English air. He had an old, grey and thin over coat.
Sasuke was the complete opposite. He had a mound of black onyx hair and eyes to match; he was cold, and silent. He was just like that. His whole entire family was slaughtered by his older brother, Itachi; he was seven at the time. He wore plain black clothing, but a grey barrette type thing sat on his head.
The great hull of the Titanic, sister ship to the Olympic, (I think that's the name, correct if I'm wrong!) was painted black, and a creamy white was painted on top of it. Many port holes were lined up along the ship, masts and little wooden houses were cascaded around the deck of the ship. It was the biggest ship either had ever seen.
"Holy shit this thing is sooo huge… I wonder if they have ramen." Naruto asked, Sasuke rolled his eyes,
"No way. I don't think so, dobe. Besides, we won't be in there for long. We won't want to drag attention to ourselves, Naruto." He warned.
"That's true, you two. So DON'T wonder off too far." Said a familiar voice, both turned around. There was their old sensei Kakashi, his silver hair glinted in the afternoon sun. He had hi usual black cloth around his right eye, hiding his shringan, he also wore an old white dress shirt and black pants and a black leather belt with a golden buckle.
"Nice of you to finally show up, what happened? You got lost on the road of life?" Sasuke mocked.
"You read my mind young Uchiha." He answered, Sasuke sighed.
"This is gonna be one hell of a long trip."
A young girl of the age of 14 was sitting in a black car with red velvet seats and large windows with matching curtains. Her long, pink hair was draped over her back with a black velvet bow around her upper head section; she was a true thing of beauty. Her grass-green orbs were down cast and sad. She was truly upset. At her mother, her father… and her newly chosen fiancé.
"Hinata, when do you expect we'll be there?" asked she impatiently. Her cousin, who was sitting beside her turned her head, her bluish hair was tied up in a low pony tail and her eyes still as white as the first evening of snow fall in Kohona.
"Now, look out the window Sakura-chan, we're here… at the dock of the Titanic." She sighed dreamily. Hinata was always very shy, but she fantasized about being the damsel in distress, the kidnapped princess, waiting for her prince charming to come and rescue her from her tower, her prison… her cage.
"Ok, driver, this will be fine. Can you help us with our luggage?" the driver tipped his hat and got out of the car. Sakura sighed sadly.
"It is only the first stop in my road of sadness."
"THIS IS OUR ROOM!" yelled Naruto, he looked around at the small, third class room. It was simply furnished. With two bunk beds and one single bed. A basin and a dresser.
"It's so damn small!" he shouted, Sasuke sighed.
"Oh, shut up you ass." He cried and threw his bag on the top bunk bed. He walked over and jumped up, and sat on top of his sheets.
"Might as well enjoy it. I'm gonna get some sleep, and then go exploring. Night." And he rolled over. Kakashi sighed and pulled out his famous book. Naruto bent over and looked at the cover of the book.
"Itchi, Itchi Paradise. Aren't you getting enough acting with the girls?" he asked, Kakashi shrugged and continued to read, mesmerized. Naruto sighed.
"I'm gonna go and look around, see ya around." Naruto stood up and walked out of the small room and into the corridor.
On each side was about a dozen or so doors crammed together on each side.
"Wonder where the dinner hall is…?" he asked, he looked around to the side and quickly lost attention of where he was going, and bumped into something… or someone.
"Ahh." Said a quiet voice, she didn't even scream, she just fell back onto her butt, and sat with her knees up and her feet supporting them, she had her arms and hands at her neck and she braced for him to yell at her.
"Sorry," she quickly apologized, Naruto gave a '?' noise.
"No, it was entirely my fault ma'am." She he studied her. She had dark blue hair and white eyes, no irises. She was quite beautiful. Naruto thought.
He stood up and helped her up; she had on a simple red dress and stockings. Her hair was tied up neatly in a pony tail, her blush matched her dress.
"Thank you Mr." she said and bowed.
"No need and don't call me 'Mr.' it makes me sound old. Call me Naruto." And he smiled and his teeth glinted. She smiled lightly.
"Thank you, umm… Naruto. I'm Hinata. Nice to meet you." She stuck out her hand and waited. He didn't know what to do. Kiss it, or shake it,
"Yeah, um… do I…?" she looked down.
"Oh," she grabbed his hand and shook it.
"To tell you the truth, I hate it when people kiss my hand. It's so vile." She chuckled. Naruto started to laugh nervously.
"Ya know, you're really cute when you smile." She took one look at him and blushed deep crimson.
"You're not so bad yourself."
"HINATA! What are you doing? Mistress Sakura wishes to see you!" WOMEN FROM OUTTA NO WHERE come and grabs her, she still holds on to Naruto's hand.
"Find me." She whispered and was then dragged off by the women. She let go of his hand.
"Ok." He whispered… but she was gone.
Sakura was running. For one thing, from her crazy hand maid, two from this weird driver dude and three… because she ate to much at dinner. She only had a thin silk night gown and a white fleece over robe. She needed to hide. FAST. She dove for the first door. Locked.
"Shit." The second. Locked. "Shit again." third, open.
"Yes!" she cried, then… she saw him for the very first time in her life.
A 15 year old boy with black hair and dark eyes. Dressed in black, and a sleeping grey haired man.
"Who are you and what do you want?" he asked, she could see them down the hall. She quickly closed the door and sought for a placed to hide.
"You didn't answer my question. Who are you and what do you want?" she looked at him, her chest going up and down like the beating of a drum.
"I'm Sakura. And I'm hiding." She looked around again and dashed under the bed.
"Say that I'm not here please I beg of you." She pleaded. Sasuke started down at her bitterly.
"Pathetic. Useless little girl. What happened? Daddy took away your allowance? So you snapped back?"
"Hell no!"
"Then what do they want?" she thought for a minute.
"Me to… me to… wear a dress." She said quietly. Sasuke started to laugh. A low and evil laugh.
"What do you have on right now?" he looked at the fabric. It was nearly transparent, her hair was over both shoulders and she was sweating.
"Whatever." There was a pound on the door. Sasuke took one last look of the girl and opened it. There was a woman, with black hair and a tight fitting dress.
"May I help you?"
"Yes, did a girl with pink hair come in here?"
"No, why?" the women glared at him.
"No reason." And she turned and walked away. Sasuke slammed on the door and looked over to the girl.
"You can come out now." He said, Sakura crawled out from underneath the bed and started to dust off the dirt from the floor.
"Thanks a lot." She said and bowed.
"Whats with girls and bowing?" he muttered. She walked over to the door and stepped out.
"Thanks again. If you need anything. Money, clothes… anything. I'm eternally in your debt." And she smiled and ran left down the hall way, her pink hair fluttering after her.
Sasuke watched in awe at how fast she ran… like a cat.
"You could have been nicer to her, Sasuke." Sasuke looked over his shoulder at Kakashi, his one eyes open.
"Shut up."
