First chapter hope you like it

Chapter 1

The place where I belong

He felt numb, unable to move a single finger. He looked at the surface of the water fading away before his dying eyes, while being swallowed up by what seemed like total darkness.

"What happened?" he said trying to remember how it became like this, but couldn't remember. It took him a while to find out what was happening.

"Oh shit, did I lose my memory….damn," he cursed at himself for not remembering what had happened to him. He was now slowly beginning to lose everything, his name, who he was, where he lived, who his friends and enemy's were. Before blacking out he saw a faint image of someone, it was the one who did this to him. The man who once was his best friend, and who was now his enemy.

"Sasuke," Naruto said before blacking out completely.

"You really are quite pathetic aren't you boy," A deep dark demonic voice said to Naruto. Then, without any warning, beyond the darkness Naruto was in, an ominous red light shone, getting bigger and bigger until it illuminated everything that surrounded him. The next thing he knew, he felt something that he hadn't felt in a long time; comfort. He felt like he was laying on big fluffy bed. He also smelt something too, like someone was cooking something, and then flash: He was awake. Yet he didn't who he was, not even a name was available in his mind.

He sat up and looked around then at himself. The first thing he noticed was that he was covered in bandages from head to toe and he was wearing nothing but boxers. His surroundings were quite simple and amazing at the same time. He was in a bed with red sheets and a violet blanket, there were wood floors, three blue-grey walls that for some strange reason blended with the room quite well. The fourth wall was only windows that showed a balcony where there was an impressive view of the ocean. On the far right of it was a round table with only two chairs where two people could watch the waves together. It all looked simply peaceful.

"So you're up."

He heard the voice from behind him and turned around. He almost forgot to breathe because standing in the doorway was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She wore a purple button up shirt that showed off the generous swell of her breasts. Blue jeans complimented her hips well enhancing her hour glass figure. Her dark hair was grown long reaching her shoulders. Her eyes were a stunning blue, and her skin was perfectly tanned. She was simply beautiful.

"You had a nice sleep I would expect," she said, moving to the side of his bed and sat down on the end.

"Wh-who are you?" he asked, wanting to know her name.

"My name?" she smirked. "My name is Nico Robin, and who might you be?" she inquired.

"Me" he said "I-I don't know." He tried to remember what had happened to him before he got there, but all he could see in his mind was darkness and a big red light surrounding him. He looked at her and she was smiling a sweet, calm smile.

"You must have amnesia."

The man looked at her not knowing what she meant.

"It's when someone loses their memory due to a head injury or a traumatic event that they witnessed triggers self defense mechanism," she explained.

"The self defense-what?" he asked, squinting his eyes even more confused than he was a moment ago. She giggled. He heard this and blushed. Even though he lost his memory, somehow he knew he had never seen someone this beautiful before.

"Nevermind," Robin said. "Well, I guess you're just going to have to stay here until you get your memory back." she stated. In an instant he went from being confused and alarmed to overjoyed.

"Really? You mea- augh," he jumped up so quick, having forgotten his body was littered with injuries. He quickly fell down on the bed, holding his sides. Every part of him was screaming in agony, he did not know what had happened to him, but if he were to hazard a guess he would think that a pack of rabid tigers had mauled him.

"Please, you must relax," the woman requested, while rushing to him in order to help him get back into a laying position.

"Your wounds haven't completely healed yet, and plus you lost too much blood and don't have enough energy to move fully." she informed him as she checked his bandages, making sure that he hadn't reopened any stitched-up wounds. He blushed again when she touched his legs to see if there was any blood.

"However it is quite amazing that you were able to jump up without a second thought. Not to mention, with all the wounds you suffered, you should have been dead before I found you," Robin stated, when she was finally done checking, and was sure that no wound had reopened. The unspoken questions in her voice made him squirm under her careful scrutiny.

"Heh, thanks," he chuckled, taking it like a compliment. His jubilation soon faded when he realized that she had been the one to find him.

"What happened when you found me? Where did you find me, and how did you get me here? Also, where am I? What is this pla-" He was about to continue until Robin put her hand on his mouth

"Whoa, easy there. Any more talking, and you might reopen your wounds," she teased.

"Look, I just made dinner. Let me bring it up so we can eat it, and that way you can regain some strength. Then we'll talk, okay?"

He nodded while she stood then left the room.

He lay there with hundreds of questions buzzing around in his bandaged skull. Who was he? Where was he from? There was a lifetime worth of questions that were piling up in his head, but he perked up at the thought of answering all of these endless questions while staying in the unknown place with her. So with that, he tucked his hands back behind his head and waited for her to bring in the food she had so kindly made for them.