My Sun is Hidden by Clouds

Warning- boyxboy aka Sasuke and Naruto have sex, don't like then click back.

Disclaimer- I don't own Naruto *starts crying*, *friend pats back sympathetically*

Summary- Naruto's past haunts him to this day, a childhood full of blurs of anger, sadness and worst of all, loneliness. Naruto is at the prim age of seventeen and is currently attending college, his jubilant attitude giving him a happy aura that everyone loves but what happens when that guise slips for less than a moment, and every friend he has see's it? Who will crack the mystery of the pain hidden behind the suns clouds?

Heya readers I have told myself over and over that I would make an effort to move away from yaoi but the ideas keep on coming. In any case this one might suck a little cuz my friend is over atm and is all 'right a fanfic on GrimmIchi' and I'm all 'in a minute' haha alzwelz enjoys the story!

Authors Blab- Hello to new readers and welcome back my old ones! I have decided that I would like to re-write a lot of this fanfiction and I hope you'll take the time to read it through (or again if your an old supporter) I absolutely adore reviews and hope you'll take the time to leave some on this dull piece or writing. So get comfortable and join me on the journey of one Naruto Uzumaki as he holds his fragile life together.

Chapter One- What Goes Up Must Come Down

Prologue

In this world there are people who are exceedingly contradicting. These people are more often than not hiding the secret of a lifetime, untold riches, a hidden death, supernatural talents, and other more curious tales. I, for one, am one of these people.

Outwardly I'm known as Naruto Uzumaki, the less than average intelligence blonde who has nothing to worry about in life and goes with the flow of things. My contradictions are simple, firstly I'm not as stupid as many think I am, secondly I have so much to worry about that at times I'm working myself to the point of collapsing. Now these are easy things in the light of all schemes in the world, but to me they're a burden I hate to carry.

My life had been decided at birth, the famous millionaire's son who would take over his father's company one day and make his family proud. Yet despite those expectations I lived happily, my parents were kind and raised me with love, and the rest of my family were the same. But as the saying goes all good things must come to an end, and so, they did.

My world came crashing down with crystal clear reality.

Begin

I woke to the startling sound of thumping on my door, the noise resounding through the room as I blearily sat up and looked around, my alarm clock conveniently telling me that I had over slept again. Groaning in annoyance I step out of bed and stumble over to my dresser grabbing out an orange, short sleeve button up, some loose fitting black jeans, my latest black choker that held an orange skull dangling off its centre, and my socks and black canvas shoes.

After pulling all my clothes on I continue ignoring the obnoxious sounds coming from my door that had now been joined with loud yelling and walk over to my full length mirror with a comb. I run the stationary device through my blonde hair and make a mental reminder to cut it soon, it had grown out without my noticing and now reached just beyond my neck, its uncontrollable mess the same as always, only taking longer to get all the knots out. Brushing my fringe out of my eyes I give myself a quick once over before pulling up a smile and grabbing my bag and swinging the door open.

"Good morning my fabulous friends! How are we all today?" I say with intended cheerfulness, snickering as they glare at me.

"Tired." Shikamaru replies monotonously as he cards a hand though his hair and walks over to the elevator, my room being the closest to it out of the others on this floor.

"Hungry." Choji complains as he rubs his stomach making me smile at the memory of Shikamaru throwing out all of Choji's junk food coming to the front of my mind, the other had a habit of continuously snacking. The result being his larger than normal body mass.

"Fucking pissed." Is Kiba's disgruntled reply when Shino makes no motion to speak as usual. The dog lover throws me an annoyed and pointed glare as we all step into the elevator, which I have no issue ignoring. The five of us live on the top floor of the boys dorm along with a raven haired bastard not worth mentioning. Out of coincidence we all knew each other from child hood aside from Shino who had unknowingly been dragged along at our pace when we figured out he lived on our floor, although I don't think he minds.

Stepping out of the elevator I wave enthusiastically at our other friends all waiting for us, although some of us are taking different courses we are all aiming to become members of the famous "Hokage Corp" or "Sharingan Inc", I'm more so for "Hokage Corp" than any of them, but rather then aiming I'm simply going to reach a check point.

We exchange greetings and I get teased for a little about how its always my fault that us boys are late, I shrug it all off with ease and begin walking closer to campus, my eyes roaming around the grounds as I feel the refreshing breeze. The grounds are pristine and filled with luscious plant life, its a beautiful place and I thank my intelligence daily for getting me into such an amazing College. Due to an approaching day I've been having unwelcome memories filling my mind more often over the past week, the rose bush we just past bringing up some of the most unpleasant and making my eyes sting. Looking up to the sky I blink it away and ask a small question to the clouds. Am I doing the right thing? Are you proud?

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The rest of the day passed in much the same fashion as it usually does, several lectures a few mock exams due to the approaching finals week, leading my friends around campus for new places to eat and annoying Sasuke Uchiah. The last one being a favourite past time of mine, because as it would seem, despite everything others have tried I am the only one who can forcibly make the bastard speak, whether it be through annoyance or anything else, it's a small thing I pride myself on often.

When wandering campus after the classes for some alone time I had coincidentally run into my brother like friend, Garra Sabaku. He is the only one of my friends to know of my past, mostly because I had known him since birth, he was awfully similar to Sasuke only around me he was usually joyful, although you wouldn't be able to see it on his face. We caught up on random easy things and I discovered his course ended this week instead of next like mine, he was waiting around for a late lecture that would be a review of the test he was to take tomorrow.

He seemed to pick up on the fact that I was passing time with him and shook his head, a slight smirk twitching his lips as he looked at me. "Naruto you have to go to the club eventually you know, Kakashi will know if your late even if he's later." He says to me with a half-hearted lecture tone. I frown at him and whine a little but follow his advice, knowing that if I'm late Kakashi will do something despicable like make me run ten laps around the campus.

Sighing dejectedly I wave and wander over to the large judo training room, after walking in I drag my feet over to a corner, change my shirt and pull out my headphones, plugging them in my ears I lean on the wall behind me, patiently waiting for the silver haired teacher to arrive.

Crawling in my skin

These wound they will not heal

Fear is how I roll

Confusing what is real

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface

Consuming, Confusing

This lack of self control I fear is never-endi-

My music stops suddenly when my earphones are forcibly removed from my ears, opening my eyes I look up to meet a dark gaze. "Kakashi paired us again, get up." The words are monotonous and I smirk up at the raven, putting away my music I stand and we walk to "our" section of the room.

The silver haired teacher is nowhere in sight and I know he must have retired to the back room to read porn or to grade tests, most likely the former. Taking a stance I stare at the raven across from me, we usually take turns in who gets to go first as we're always paired for this club. He launches forward and I zone out, letting my body move by reflex to counter attack and defend.

Despite what I say Sasuke himself isn't a bad guy, he just doesn't show his emotions often, if at all. I pulled him along with me when we were little and he used to smile, but somehow we grew apart for a time. Yet when I re-established our bonds he'd gotten silent, not that it mattered I still understood him anyway. Especially when we're fighting like this, I think the same goes for him, out of all my friends, even Garra, Sasuke knows me best. He doesn't know of my past, before we met but he knows it pains me, he doesn't ask about it and pry but he comforts me in his own way.

That's the way our friendship goes. Blinking I find myself in a locked stance with Sasuke, both of us unable to move for fear of loss, we stand silent for some time before the clearing of a throat makes us jump apart.

"Good job today, honestly I can't pair you guys with anyone but each other. Anyway club is over, you can leave." Kakashi states waving his good-byes as he walks away. I stand there for a while longer before talking a few deep breaths and walking over to my gear. Picking it up I turn around and am met with the sight of a half-naked Sasuke, his old shirt lies next to his bag and his new one is being pulled over his head.

I can't deny that the raven is attractive, his body is pale and nicely toned from exercise, his tall frame is also appealing to the eye and I am well aware of why girls are constantly fawning over him even despite his "horrible" personality. When my eyes meet with midnight blue I'm shocked to the realisation that I had just been openly eyeing him up, my face fills with an embarrassed flush and I quickly dash out of the dojo. His humoured chuckling following me even when I'm long out of hearing range.

When I arrived back I at the dorms I discover Kiba in my room playing my gaming console, I roll my eyes but make no effort to kick him out. Walking over to the desk I grab out some work and revise over the lecture notes from today, knowing that this information is important to memorize for the upcoming test on Monday. Once I've finished I open my computer and add some finishing touches to my legal report and print it out. I spin my chair so I can watch Kiba as he plays and shake my head in shame as I watch the pitiful scene, sighing I roll the chair over and steal the controller, ignoring his annoyed shouts as I set it to two-player mode and hand him the other remote.

After another hour of trying, and failing, to teach Kiba how to get through the boss gate I give up and just turn the console off. "The fuck man!?" Kiba shouts at me, I shrug my shoulders and stand to stretch knowing he's just as relieved as me to take a break.

"I'm hungry, come and eat." I say grabbing my wallet and a jacket, I think for a second before grabbing my bathroom bag and stuffing some pyjamas in it, knowing I'll wash when I get back. "I think Ichiraku is still open." I muse out loud as Kiba stands and walks over to the door.

"It should be." He comments idly as we walk into the elevator. He pulls out his phone and sends a text while the machine descends and I realise I left mine in my room, shrugging it off I easily walk beside Kiba off the campus. Ichiraku is just down the block and the peaceful silence lasts for the entire journey. When we reach the small ramen stand I notice Kiba is glancing from his phone to me, and back again with a worried look on his face.

"Kiba if Hinata wants you to go have dinner with her you should, I mean she is your girlfriend." I say with a sigh to my tone, making him look up at me with an obvious expression of relief on his face as he grins, after thanking me he leaves and I sit down to eat.

After ordering I return to my thoughts and leisurely sip on my lemonade, my birthday is in two days, an event I don't often look forward to, and have never spent with my friends. For this reason they always try to do something to find out why, although they never have, and often become upset for the same reason. I munch on my ramen for a little as my eyes gaze around the stand, I had discovered it long ago when wandering the streets with Jiriaya, and after my first visit had become easily addicted to the delicious food. Swallowing the remnants of the soup I finish my meal and pay before leaving, an air of sadness hovering over me as I make my way back to the dorm.

After arriving I wander into the bathroom and am shocked to find it empty, looking at the time I realise why, it's just past ten, so most people would be studying or sleeping. Shaking my head I jump into the shower and let the hot water numb my body and brain. My thoughts have been too morose lately, making it harder and harder to pull up my smile. Scrubbing my hands through my hair I hum a random tune and simply try not to think at all, forget about school, forget about romance, forget about expectations. Its nice to enjoy the simple feel of warm water running over sore muscles and loosening them one by one.

Sometimes not thinking is easier said than done, it would be easier if I was what others thought me to be I assume. Washing everything off I let the water run over my skin for a little longer, tracing old scars that I don't remember receiving, and ones that stick clear in my mind. Eventually I turn the water off and get dressed, letting the towel hang over my shoulders to catch the dripping water as I make my way to the elevator and to my room.

Maybe if I had been listening I would have noticed, and maybe that would have stopped the events that rippled like waves from this point in time onwards. But I wasn't, and I'll never know if this really was the event that triggered it all.

Opening my door I walk in and casually flip the light on, and suddenly from various hideouts pop all of my friends, radiant smiles on all their faces as they shout.

"SURPRISE!"

But I don't hear their voices, and I regret to say that I don't react well at all.

{End of Chapter One}

Yuki- Hello again! Thanks for reading all the way through, I must say I infinitely prefer this one over my old one, what do you think my lovely readers? Anyway I am trying to make this last longer, add more feel to it and etcetera.

The song I used was "Crawling" by Linkin Park, I am well aware many people don't like them but I do so deal.

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Xx Yuki xX