Okay, so this is my attempt at a multi chapter Naruto fan fiction. :') Hopefully you like it!

I don't own Naruto!

EDIT: *WARNING* After receiving a rather delightful anon review, I would like to clarify; this fic is based many, many years after cannon events (up and until chapter 699 of the manga. Be warned that the events of chapter 700 and beyond have been ignored in this fic). Many of the pairings that happened post ch 699 have not occurred in this fic and as a result there are OCs galore- none of them are given major roles and Sasuke and Naruto are still the main characters.

If a Naruto universe that has been created by someone who has ignored cannon pairings is really not your thing, now is your time to leave. :)

You have been warned!

Those of you that haven't run away screaming or started sharpening pitchforks after reading the warming above, please enjoy my story! :)

Chapter 1

As soon as he regained consciousness, his mind started racing; he was sure he had just died being held in strong arms. And the children! Where were they? Trying to make sense the situation, he made a mental list of what he knew. He knew he had practically no visibility despite knowing he was using his sharingan, he knew he had little to no chakara in his reserves, he knew he was being passed between what felt like giant hands and he knew that since there was no such thing as giants, it must be him that was very small….

He knew the smell of the person he had just been handed to; a strange but nice mix of ramen and summer. He knew who he was and he knew who the man holding him was. Most of all, he knew that arms smelling of ramen and summer were the only arms he would ever trust. He let himself slip back into unconsciousness like he had the last time these arms held him only staying awake to hear a familiar, husky voice murmur;

"Sasuke…."

Sasuke Uchiha was considered a genius in most circles in Konoha. After all, an Uchiha unlocking their Sharingan a few moments after birth was unheard of – even in their glory days…. The academy and jounin throughout the village would plead and beg his father to allow them to train him in the ninja arts. The man would always turn them away citing that the last Uchiha to be trained at such a young age had ended up killing his whole family sans his brother, joined one of the most notorious criminal organisations in history and met an untimely demise at the hands of the very brother he had spared.

It wasn't that his father disliked the village, he just disagreed with the ninja system in general. He had seen what it had done too many of his friends and family. Genius or not, none of his other children had been sent nor shown the inclination to go to the academy and if he had his way, neither would Sasuke.

Unfortunately for Sasuke's father, Sasuke tended to favour the company of the village's elders and the Hokage. As such, Sasuke grew up hearing stories about his grandfather – the original Sasuke Uchiha – and other great men and woman whom had given their lives for the village. Much to the man's chagrin, they had managed to get him to enrol Sasuke in the Academy after making promises not to let the boy advance to levels beyond his years.

Very few of his grandfather's generation were still alive; only Naruto-jiji and Sakura-chan. Sasuke had a few memories of Sakura's husband, Lee; what he could remember was that, when he was six, he went to sleep and never woke up again.

After he realised what that meant, Sasuke clung all the more to Naruto and Sakura. It was ironic really, considering who his name's sake was.

A seven year old Sasuke stood glaring at the two chuckling ANBU guards stationed outside the Hokage's office. They would normally have let him in but an important meeting was happening beyond the doors and they had strict instructions to not let anyone in.

After Lee-jiji died, Sasuke had been ever conscious of the fact that, despite the fact that Sakura-chan and Naruto-jiji looked not much older than his father, they had grown up with his grandfather. That meant they had to be at least 100 years old by now.

That was why when Sasuke noticed that Sakura-chan had been falling asleep more often, while he knew he was being irrational, he had raided his brother's secret stash of soldier pills to give to the woman so she wouldn't be like Lee-jiji.

Sasuke knew that it was important for his 'mission' that he gave them to her while she was away from home as all her grandchildren would want him to play with him and he would never get to see her that day.

Realising that he wasn't going to get past the ANBU, Sasuke decided he would go about completing his 'mission' the real ninja way. Mustering the strongest glare he could at the guards, he walked way in the direction of the stairs and climbed to the roof of the building.

Taking a deep breath, he clambered over the railing and crawled along the sloping roof to the edge. He scowled, they had barely started lessons on traveling through trees in the academy and Sasuke had at least three floors to go down to get to Naruto-jiji's office.

He made his way over to a drain pipe, stopping anytime the wind picked up and slowly slid himself down. Sasuke's confidence rose slightly as he felt he could tackle his second bit of roof on just two feet. He felt he was doing fairly well until he picked up his speed and slipped. Sasuke tumbled over the edge of the roof section and cried out upon impact with the segment below. He didn't have time to recover before he started rolling uncontrollably towards the next drop but at the last minute, he managed to twist and stop himself from completely going over the edge.

With only his precariously placed arms holding him up, Sasuke had never been so relieved in his whole life to hear the husky voice of the Hokage behind him.

"Sasuke? What the hell are you doing up there?"

It took most all his Uchiha pride not to sob in relief, "N-Naruto-jiji!"

"Heh heh, that's my name-dattebyo! You want help getting down?"

"No! I can do it myself!"

Sasuke turned his head to look at his would be saviour and widened his eyes in shock; stood next to Naruto-jiji were some of the clan leaders, the one grabbing Sasuke's attention being his own father, "F-Father?"

Whether it be from the shock or from shouting a little too loud, he would never know, but at that moment, Sasuke lost his grip on the tiles above him and with a yell, he started falling.

He felt his Sharingan activate as a response to the sudden, unexpected and very real danger and so, everything that transpired thereafter recorded permanently in his young mind in slow-motion. First to move was Naruto-jiji but a flash of pink flew out from behind the man and caught the boy before crashing through one of the office's windows.

Next came the blood- it was everywhere – on Sakura, on his hands, on Naruto as he pulled him from the elder woman's prone form, on the medics as they rushed her out; her green eyes wide open, searching for him, and through it all was unyielding, oppressive black- the black of his father's eyes calmly observing it all. Then gold and blue were before him.

As suddenly as they appeared, all the colours faded away to black- a black accompanied by the smell of ramen, summer and blood. Sasuke lost conciousness.

And that's the first chapter done! :D

I thought it would be best to end the chapter there... There's a lot of questions to be answered and most of them will be in later chapters. :P

Please review? *.*