Disclaimer:

I don't own Naruto or Prototype. I can't even imagine the type of cash I'd be pulling in if I did. I just want to say one more time, I DON'T OWN NARUTO OR PROTOTYPE. Try to sue me now, fucking lawyers.

P.S. Don't really try to sue me. I really don't need the headache.

Now on to the needless author's note that no one ever really reads unless they're trying to pass the time.

First things first, I don't care if you want something put into the story, or if you hate what I write, or if you decide to bitch and moan about how MY story isn't going how you want it.

Very simply I will except constructive criticism, but unless it's actually constructive, I will completely ignore you. An example of constructive criticism would be if you noticed I spelled something wrong or the name of one of the ninjutsu is incorrect, or something along those lines.

An example of just plain old fuckhead criticism, would be you bitching about how I don't deserve to write, or shit like that.

I only have one more thing to say, there will not be a set update schedule for this story. I will update when I update. If you don't like it, TOO DAMN BAD.

Thank you for your time now have a nice day.

True Power

Prologue

Sasuke stood still as he looked down upon his best friend, his only friend in the world.

That he had just killed.

Sasuke could feel his eyes burn with tears as he stared at the corpse in front of him. He stared as his eyes changed from the familiar red and black eyes into some sort of flower-like pinwheel. He just stared as he asked himself was it worth it, and his internal reply shook his very beliefs to the ground.

Sasuke realized with a shudder that he had just killed the only friend that he had ever really had. He stood there, numb, as he realized this. His body refused to acknowledge the world around him as his mind kept replaying the same thing over and over again.

He let him win. That fucker, his best friend let him win, even though he knew it might cost him his life.

Even though he knew the Chidori was an assassination technique, he still had the gall to smirk up at Sasuke, at his forehead protector, at the scratch he caused, and say that he won.

Sasuke's sorrow turned into rage in the blink of an eye, That son of a bitch had the nerve to say that he won. He was dead. Sasuke looked at the body in contempt,as he turned his back and jumped of towards Oto. He didn't realize that the tears in his eyes turned red as they fell down his face, he didn't realize that the sky itself had opened up and let loose a small torrent of rain as if the world was crying for the small preteen dressed in orange.

Sasuke didn't look back at his only friend as he left, and by the time his old sensei arrived to see the orange corpse, he was long gone.

The last thing Sasuke would remember about that day was the still smiling face of his best friend as his body cooled in the rain.

His best friend...

His only friend...

Naruto.

A.N.: Before anyone says anything, this is not a Sasuke-centric fic. The real stuff will when I put out the first chapter. There will be no pairings, at least not for a while. I will not be excepting any ideas for pairings. If I do decide to pair Naruto up with anyone, it will not be a guy, Sakura, or Hinata. Now I don't have anything against Sakura, Hinata, or gays. I feel that they have all been overdone.

Please review, again constructive criticism is appreciated, tell me what you think.