Gangs of New York
Summary: On the streets of New York, it's a whole different world. When a newcomer named Sasuke gets pulled into the street life, will he choose the Konoha Alliance his brother and newfound lover occupy or the notorious Oto, where Orochimaru can give him power far beyond what he's ever dreamed of? What if he makes the wrong choice? SasuNaru and others.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING D: -weeps-
A/N: Hey there! This weekend is just full of updates, isn't it? First I upload a Harry Potter fic, then I updated my GaaNaru, and now I'm putting up a new SasuNaru!! I feel so proud that I'm doing so much!!
-surreptitiously glances at the pile of homework she is neglecting-
-Ahem- Well at any rate, like with all my stories, I hope this one is to your liking. Please review and give tons of feedback, because I'd like to hear your views on the direction this fic should take. The basic ending is set, but if you have any opinions on certain events that should take place, you are welcome to share any and all ideas.
Thank you for taking the time to read, and enjoy :D
Chapter One: The Konoha Alliance: From The Five Boroughs of New York
The autumn wind whistled long and shrill, bringing with it the scent of things to come. Papers littering the street were blown away, skittering along the gutters where cigarette stubs and other trash made their homes. The faint rattling and screech of the subways could be heard, drifting lazily on the breeze. Cars, buses, and trucks zoomed by, the stoplights the only thing they obeyed.
The streetlamps burned brightly, casting a yellow-orange glow over the streets. Neon signs and bright convienience store windows illuminated the otherwise dark sidewalk, while the sparkling lights of office buildings and skyscrapers glittered far above all else.
This was Manhattan at night, in the last calm moments before the nightlife resurfaced. The sun had set and dusk was fast drawing to a close, more and more people were retreating to the comfort of their homes. The sky turned dusty purple, then darker violet, and finally a navy-blue expanse of sky, dark and pure and endless.
The wind was cold and sharp, but that wouldn't stop them.
A group of teenagers rounded the corner, not speaking a word. In the lead was a girl on the short side with long, dark brown hair and a few purple highlights. She had a slim, faintly elfin figure and a young face, making her look a couple years younger than she actually was. Her eyes were a dark, dark violet, so dark that at first glance they appeared to be black pools.
At her side was a boy with sun-kissed blonde hair and eyes as blue and vast as the ocean. Three whisker-like scars adorned each cheek, giving him a fox-like appearance. His build was slim and almost effeminate.
Behind these two were five others, all male. The oldest and tallest was a man of about eighteen with pale skin, long, silky black hair and crimson eyes. Next to him was a boy with a haircut that resembled a pineapple. He had an extremely bored look on his face and his deep brown eyes were half-lidded, as though he had just gotten out of bed and was still groggy.
"Who are we meeting tonight, Tsukiko?" asked a fifth member of the group. He had a red triangle tattoed on each cheek and a gray hoodie. His enormous white dog trotted beside him, its shoulder easily reaching the bottom of his master's ribcage.
"We're getting together with the entire Alliance," replied the girl in a high, musical voice. The boy started.
"The whole Alliance? It must be hella important for all of them to travel to Manhattan."
"It is a...special occasion," said Tsukiko, glancing at the crimson-eyed man and grinning slyly. "Isn't that right, Itachi?"
"Hn."
"Haku and Zabuza are coming in from Staten Island, right?" asked the blonde kid.
"Yeah. And so are the Sand Siblings from Brooklyn, TenTen and Lee from Queens, and the Akatsuki from the Bronx."
"Sai's coming too, Naruto," said the dog boy, winking suggestively. "Better watch yourself. Who knows how tonight could end?" The blonde blushed and stuttered incoherently.
"Don't tease him so much, Kiba," came a soft voice. The boy who had spoken was almost completely hidden in an overlarge dark green hoodie and a black turtleneck sweater. His eyes were covered up by dark, round sunglasses, despite the fact that it was nighttime. For some odd reason he seemed to be attracting a few moths, which perched delicately on top of his head.
"Shino's right, it won't do to have him flustered when we meet the rest of the Alliance," replied a boy with stunning, pearly gray eyes. His long dark hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail and his skin almost seemed to glow, it was that pale. Naruto stuck out his tongue childishly at Kiba, glad that Shino and Neji had taken his side.
"Che, how troublesome," muttered the pineapple-haired boy.
"You think everything's troublesome, Shikamaru," chuckled Tsukiko. He shrugged unconcernedly and shoved his hands deep inside the pockets of his baggy black jeans.
"We're here," said Neji, nodding his head towards a dark alley lined with cardboard boxes. Tsukiko stepped forward and was instantly slammed into the brick wall by a cloaked figure. Itachi growled slightly but stood his ground.
"Who are you?" snarled a feminine voice. Tsukiko looked straight at the mysterious woman coldly and confidently.
"A nobody from the shadows. The moon is my guiding light." A nod from the woman and Tsukiko was released.
"You can go down. You," the woman hissed, pointing at Itachi. "Who're you?"
"I am the blood of my victims. A weasel so sly it cannot be caught."
"I am the light and the dark. The fox of the thousand-year curse." recited Naruto.
One by one, they recited their passwords.
"And who are you?" countered Tsukiko, reaching into the folds of her long black jacket. The cloaked figure chuckled darkly and threw back her hood, revealing a young, pretty woman with beige eyes and dark purple hair.
"A defecter from the dark kingdom. I'm not nearly as sweet as my name."
"Nice to see you too, Anko," said Shikamaru tiredly. "Now that the introductions are over, can we stop standing around and get to the base already?"
"Whatever," said Anko, waving off the lazy boy. She led the seven teens down the pitch-black alley, weaving in between the various obstacles that lay in their path.
They stopped at the chain-link fence. Anko scaled it and plopped down on the opposite side like a cat. One by one, they climbed the tall fence and made it to the other side. Grunting, Anko pushed a pile of cinderblocks away to reveal a trapdoor. As soon as she opened it, a flood of light blinded the teens temporarily.
"Hurry up!" snapped the impatient woman. Tsukiko jumped down the hole, nimbly landing on her toes. One by one they followed until everyone was in and the door was once again shut.
Tsukiko surveyed the ragtag group of delinquents before her and smirked. "Welcome to Manhattan, everyone. Glad you could make it."
"Glad to be back, un," said a blonde man cheerfully, clutching a cute, petite blonde girl to his chest. "So what's this top-secret important thingy that's going on, un?"
"Patience, Deidara," chided a young man with reddish-brown hair. "She'll get to that eventually."
"I'm not that roundabout, Sasori," said Tsukiko, grinning. "Now, the reason I've called you all here is...we're going to plan a 'welcome party'."
Silence descended on the twenty-odd people gathered in the hideout.
Finally, someone exploded. "A PARTY????!!!!" screamed Deidara. "YOU DRAG ALL OF OUR ASSES DOWN TO MANHATTAN...FOR A FUCKING PARTY???!!!"
Tsukiko grinned devilishly and waggled her finger at the blonde man. "But not just any party, a super-special initiation party! Because..." Tsukiko did a drumroll on the wall, "...Itachi's little brother is moving here!!"
Deidara tilted his head to the side. "So...we're throwing a party for him?"
"Not just any old party, an initiation party," stressed Tsukiko. Something clicked audibly and Deidara grinned.
"Ah, I see. When is it?"
"In two days. I need everyone to do their part to make this good!!" exclaimed Tsukiko, pumping her fist in the air. Chatter broke out on all sides as the delinquents made plans. A pale redheaded boy with a kanji tattoo on his forehead and lots of eyeliner stared silently at Tsukiko.
"Regardless of what you say," he began, and at once everything grew quiet, "you wouldn't summon us all here just for the sake of a party." His voice was silky and deep, almost hypnotic. "There's something else going on. Something big. Isn't there?"
Tsukiko's eyes took on a somewhat dangerous look and she smirked. "You know me too well, Gaara." Her expression grew serious; she crossed her arms across her chest and leaned back against the wall. "Surely you've all heard of the recent uprisings in Long Island?" Nods and murmurs. "The Otonin have grown more and more bold, increasingly violent. They're giving us more trouble than we can deal with."
"So you need manpower to stomp them out, is that it?" asked a guy to the right of Gaara. He grinned and cracked his knuckles. "Count me in."
"The problem's more serious than that. They're growing bigger by the day, recruiting more and more lackeys. They're nothing special, nothing at all compared to the Sound Five, but...they're like ants. So many of them. And the worst is yet to come." Here she paused and surveyed the gathered delinquents. "I have reason to believe that the Long Island Sound is after Itachi's brother, Sasuke."
"Why him in particular?" asked Haku, a feminine boy who clung closely to a hulking bare-chested man in army fatigue pants. "I mean, sure he's Itachi's brother and he's special and all, but why--?"
"Because one of the things you need in order to run a successful gang, business, or any organization in particular is money," said Itachi in a low voice. "Something the Long Island Sound is severely lacking in. If they managed to get Sasuke in their clutches, they could bait him with promises of power in exchange for financial backing. And with that, they could easily overpower us, one by one. Especially since Sasuke himself has had some experience in gang matters."
"Takes after his brother, huh?" said Tsukiko humorlessly, a small smile on her face. "Which increases the problems for us. He's still young, about my age, so he's liable to make mistakes - mistakes he can't afford to make. If he gets mixed up with Oto, it won't be pleasant. For anyone."
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Next Chapter: Surprise! Sasuke Gets Jumped By Some Very Friendly Shadows
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