Prequel: Last Chance to Run
I haven't really written a long story before and I only expect this story to be a couple of chapters long. I am writing this prequel/teaser to see if it'll be a good story and to see if people will actually read it. Just to be safe, I am rating this T for language. Please review some advice on how to write this story. If you don't like this story, please say so and if you do like it, please look at my other teaser stories and help me with those. Thank you.
Summary- Everyone seems to have wanted poor Naruto all his life and he only had his emotionless friend, Gaara, who doesn't even seem to care, to rely on. On a business trip to Konoha, Sasuke Uchiha sees the innocent boy and decides he wants a piece. Will Sasuke win the boy's heart or will Naruto push him away? (SasuNaru, AU, OOC)
--Prequel--
"Shit, where's the damn exit!" A young boy of 16 shouted at his red-haired companion. The boy quickly shoved his own blonde locks out of his vision as aqua-blue eyes searched desperately for an exit. The red-head in turn raised a non-existent eyebrow and jogged up to the frantic blonde.
Casually, he replied, "Naruto, stop swearing, what would Kyuubi say?" Kyuubi was the young blonde's brother. Kyuubi was very fond and protective of his sibling and took very good care of him after their parent's passed away.
"Gaara, not now! I'm trying to find a damn exit!" The boy ignored the soft scolding he received and continued to frantically search for the "damn exit." The two boys were standing in the middle of parking lot in the basement of the movie theater.
The red-haired closed his emerald eyes and sighed tiredly as he rubbed his temples, being careful not to ruin his thick eyeliner. Looking around, he noticed the mob that Naruto had been running from was inching closer. Eerily, the mob licked their lips at the sight of the blonde trying to escape. They had blocked all the visible exits and circled the two. "Naruto, they're getting closer." Gaara supplied helplessly.
"There! There's an exit!" With that, Naruto grabbed Gaara around the wrist and bolted through a gap in the circle caused by a car. Naruto jumped onto the car's hood and quickly climbed over it and sprinted to the stairs that led out of the garage.
Naruto panted heavily as he leaned on his thighs in exhaustion. Gaara peered at him in amusement, letting a few chuckles stray from his lips. Naruto in turn threw a glare in his direction. Gaara in turn just shook his head and pulled out his cell from his Denis Jeans. Punching in the number 2, he speed dialed Kyuubi.
After waiting past two rings, there was an audible click and then a gruff "What do you want" was heard.
"Did you just get out of bed Kyuubi? It's already 2 in the afternoon." Gaara noticed Naruto perk up at the mention of his brother. His attention snapped back to Kyuubi when he heard a rustling of cloth.
"Is it?" The voice turned confused. "I'm sure I set my alarm to 12..."
"It doesn't matter. I called to tell you that Naruto was almost jumped again." A loud crash came from the phone and Gaara held it a safe distance away from his ear.
"Again?! They're getting bolder these days." Kyuubi all but growled. "Where?"
"The movie parking lot." Gaara rolled his emerald eyes as Naruto tried to take the phone from him. "Stop it, Naruto." He turned back to the phone. "Come pick us up."
"Alright, where are you?" The red-head scanned the area.
"We'll wait inside the café that's behind the theaters." Kyuubi replied that he'd be right there and hung up. Gaara returned the phone into his pants and turned to a sulking Naruto. "Don't sulk; you're too old for that."
"You're so mean, Gaara. You didn't help me escape and you wouldn't let me talk to Kyuu-nii!" Naruto crossed his thin arms and stuck out his bottom lip in an attempt to pout. The blonde held his ground as Gaara huffed and walked away. But as Gaara got farther, the blonde began fidgeting. "D-don't leave me!" Naruto shouted as he chased after his retreating friend.
--Sasuke Uchiha--
"Sir, we have arrived in Konoha." The butler bowed and turned to leave. The sire liked his employees to be quick and concise. The said sire stood gracefully and smoothed the wrinkles on his crispy black suit. Then he raised his arms to smooth his onyx-colored hair back. Sharp black eyes peered out the window and a sneer fixed itself on his face.
He turned and followed his butler out of his private jet and into the foreign land. He was led into a sleek black limo and was driven to a 5-star hotel. He was then given a key to their finest penthouse. The penthouse was nice enough, with 4 rooms including a living room, 4 bathrooms, a marble kitchen, an indoor pool, a giant flat screen television, and a beautiful view of the city.
The man, Sasuke Uchiha, was a rich man that operated a business, 'Uchiha Products.' His company produced computers, notebooks, televisions, stereos, and anything that required electricity. The business was so booming and reliable that there was a branch building in every country. Sasuke often took many business trips to oversee how the branch buildings were run.
There was a circulating rumor that the Konoha branch was selling illegal goods and monopolizing its products.
Sasuke sighed tiredly as he flopped down onto the expensive couch. He had been traveling all day and he now got to rest. Tomorrow he would be having a meeting with the Konoha branch staff and discussing a few things. Sasuke kneaded the sides of his head. Just thinking of the meeting gave him a migraine.
Just then, his phone rang from his suit pocket and the song "Piece of Me" by Britney Spears sounded through the room. Startled, the raven scrambled for his phone.
"Who is this?" Sasuke grumbled.
"Foolish little brother, don't you know how to greet your elder?" A dark chuckle tickled into his ear and Sasuke covered his eyes, aggravated.
"When did you change my ring tone, Itachi-nii." Sasuke shrugged his suit jacket off and loosened his tie.
"That's for you to find out, little brother." The elder chuckled again. "How was your flight?"
"Tiring. How did your case go?" Itachi was a lawyer and had been working on a case for 1 month now. He was trying to prove that the suspect, a married woman, did not kill her ex-husband.
"Well. Finally found the last piece of evidence. The husband hid a suicide letter explaining that he framed the women. She was released 2 days ago." Itachi sounded proud of himself and Sasuke snorted to himself.
"Don't get a bloated head, nii-san. How fortunate that you found that letter." Sasuke pointed out sarcastically.
"Hn. I called to tell you that mother and father went to Paris again." Sasuke heard his brother snort. "Father sent you a crate of chocolate. He's trying to tell you something."
"Itachi-nii, let it go already. You know I can't get fat with my high metabolism. Just because your ass blows up whenever you eat sugar doesn't mean you have to take it out on me." The raven replied calmly. He snickered as he heard his brother gasp in mock pain. "Alright, I have to go now. Goodnight nii-san."
"Goodnight little brother." There was a click where the elder hung up and Sasuke closed his cell with a flick of his wrist. He stood and headed off to his bedroom. Deciding to take a shower in the morning, he fell on top of the bed and dozed off.
--Kyuubi Uzumaki--
"Gaara, hurry and get your ass in the car!" Kyuubi shouted at the red-head. Although Kyuubi also had red hair, his was dyed while Gaara's hair was naturally red. Also, Kyuubi's hair reached past his shoulders while Gaara's hair was very short and only reached his neck. Gaara stood patiently outside the car and stared in through the window at Kyuubi irritated face.
"I told you Kyuubi, I want to go home." Gaara denied.
"I can take you there." Kyuubi stubbornly persisted.
"I can walk." Gaara tossed back.
"It's faster with a car." Kyuubi responded smugly.
"There's construction on my street." Gaara smirked.
"Holy hell, I don't care! Just let him go home, Kyuu-nii!" Naruto screamed from the back seat. Would the two red-heads stop being so stubborn? No, never.
"Naruto, don't swear. Gaara, just come over. I have to leave for work soon anyway." Kyuubi worked as a secretary for Uchiha Products. Kyuubi combed his fingers through his flaming red hair in relief as Gaara slunk into the passenger seat. "Naruto, put on your seat belt." Naruto whined at being treated like a child but clipped his seat belt on anyway.
The trio of boys entered through a light blue door and into the creamy white house. The inside of the home was an explosion of colors. Naruto liked to express his feelings and emotions through art and Kyuubi kept them all around the house. Naruto drew so many drawings and painted so many paintings that his emotions were predictable. He used orange to express happiness. Yellow for caution. Red for hatred. Green for irritation. Dark blue for sadness. Light blue for calmness. White for pain. Black for loneliness. Also, he expressed things through certain images or symbols. Like how he draws food when he's hungry. Or if he draws certain expressions on faces.
So while Naruto liked to draw, Gaara liked to write. He'd write stories in the school newspaper or post short stories on the internet. He was very good at it, as his website had more than 10,000 hits a day. Gaara wished to be a novelist when he grew up. He mostly wrote action stories at first but chose to expand his area and started writing stories on mystery and murder and even some romance.
He stopped attempting to write romance stories as his readers complained about the story being to short and unrealistic. Gaara would try to write a long, drawn out romance but just became irritated at his own characters for taking so long to confess their love. Or he would get mad at other minor characters for interfering in the main coupling. So, no, romance didn't work out for Gaara.
"Alright, I'll be back late today. We're having some sort of meeting today with someone from Tokyo." Kyuubi raced upstairs then and quickly changed into a more former pair of jeans and a clean white t-shirt. He started down the stairs while brushing his hair into a high ponytail. "Anyway, Gaara, if you could sleepover, that'd be great."
"Sure, whatever." Gaara wandered over to a lumpy couch and settled down into it.
"What time do you think you'll be back, nii-san?" Naruto tilted his head at his brother. "Should I wait for you?"
"No, I made some onigiri and put it in the fridge. I'll be having a dinner meeting so eat without me. If it isn't enough, I put 20 bucks in the drawer by my bed. Order a pizza or something." Kyuubi leaned down and pecked Naruto softly on the cheek. "Behave Naruto. Later guys!"
"Bye nii-san! Be safe!" Naruto waved after Kyuubi darting figure before turning back to Gaara. He sat next to his friend and watched as he flipped through the channels of his TV. Stopping at a news channel, they both listened curiously as the news reporter said something about Uchiha Products.
"Yesterday, the CEO of Uchiha Products arrived in Konoha. He's staying at a 5-star hotel until he leaves back to Tokyo. We received news that he's here investigating Konoha's Uchiha Products branch for illegal exports and monopolization…" The rest of what the reporter said was ignored as Naruto turned to face Gaara.
"You think Kyuubi's going to meet this CEO guy?" Naruto scrunched his face. He didn't like rich people that got to stay in luxurious 5-star hotels.
"Probably, Naruto."
"Ew. I wish I'll never have to meet him. He sounds like a jerk."
"You only know that he sleeps in a 5-star hotel, maybe he's nice. Besides, just thinking like that will jinx you. Maybe you'll meet him since he is your brother's boss." Gaara tossed back casually.
"No, I don't want too!" Naruto whined. He flailed his arms and legs which caused Gaara to duck for cover. Only two minutes had passed before Naruto's tantrum died down and he became limp. "I'm bored now."
"Good, now maybe you'll let me rest." Gaara turned the television off and lay across the couch, hoping to receive a little rest. But he was sorely disappointed when Naruto started poking him in the side. Gaara sighed. "What is it Naruto?"
"Gaara! I'm bored! How dare you try to sleep!"
"Well, what do you want to do?" Gaara replied, peeved.
Naruto pondered for a few seconds. "Let's go out! There's always fun stuff to do outside!" Naruto looked like he had just solved the mystery of why E equaled MC².
"I thought your brother told you to behave." Gaara raised an invisible eyebrow.
"And I WILL behave! Outside!" Naruto was dragging the tired red-head off the couch and out the door. Oh well, there goes his rest.
--Sasuke Uchiha--
Sasuke fixed his tie and checked his appearance for any flaws. Today was his dinner meeting with the Konoha staff. He sighed and looked at his watch. 5:30pm. Still early. What was he to do for the next two hours? He decided on wasting gas by driving around the neighborhood.
Grabbing his jacket and slipping it on, he grabbed his keys and walked out the door.
He turned yet another corner on the street and sighed again. He was bored already and he still had 1 hour to do as he pleased. He was about to turn the corner again when his eyes caught a glimpse of gold. His eyes snapped to his left and a beautiful young boy with shining gold locks and glazed aqua blue eyes was walking down the street. His eyes registered a red-haired boy with green eyes next to him but his mind only focused on the blonde. The boy was truly stunning to look at.
Noticing that he was holding up the cars behind him, he cursed and turned the corner. He quickly made a U-turn and returned to the street that the boy occupied. But he was gone.
Cursing again, he drove home in agitation. No matter. He would find the boy. With that thought, a smirk wormed its way onto Sasuke's mouth. Oh yes, he would find the boy.
And then the boy will be mine.
Well, there you have it. Please review what you think. I'm willing to listen to any advice you're willing to give. Thank you for reading my story, I hope you enjoyed it.