FIRST STORY.
Be nice to me. .
Wait, Huh?
Chapter one: (ignore the retarded chapter title… it's 2 AM and I'm due to be up in 4 hours. Kinda nervous.) DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto. If I owned Naruto, Iruka and Kakashi would be gay for eachother, there would be loads more Yaoi, andloads moreGaara, Neji and TenTen would be together, Naruto wouldwear green,not orange, Itachi would be straight, Kabuto would have square glasses, Sakura would be able to make magical,healing muffins, Lee would have a goatee, Chouji would be totally obese, Shikamaru wouldwalk aroundon stilts in the background of serious fight scenes,and Sasuke wouldn't be such an idiot. Thank God I don't own Naruto. R&R. but mostly…
Enter: Cold Uchiha.
Eat cookies.
And enjoy. :)
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Shimmering droplets of light sprinkled gingerly from the sky. They reflected the limited amount of sunshine that peaked through the gray, cloudy heavens, and the world seemed to be covered in and dripping with glitter. It was beautiful – even the Uchiha had to admit.
He was squatting atop a large boulder – that just happened to be sitting there, in the middle of a dense forest – with his arms hanging loosely on top of his knees, next to a shimmering lake, the surface of which he watched turn from a placid, smooth appearance which greatly resembled that of chrome, to an unsettled, gentle clash of up and down.
With every droplet that plunged into the lake, there was the up-rise of the present water that resided there. Then, the intruder would be consumed and quickly become part of the lake. Drop after drop. It was constant, and the acceptance was without any emotion, but generous and never-ending. Sasuke watched in awe.
Two obsidian orbs flashed up to the sky, which was rapidly becoming a dark gray, and pouring down rain unmercifully. A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky in warning, quickly followed by an even heavier downpour of rain. 'One… Two… Three… Four… Fi -- .' Boom – thunder. Close, dangerously close. Yet the boy remained calm.
Sasuke's eyes returned to the lake, now violently clashing with the rain. His hair, before just sprayed lightly and dampened to the point of the slightest droop, clung flatly to his neck and cranium. His bangs were in clumped strands that fell about his eyes. His locks were deprived of their navy hue, and appeared ebonite due to being completely soaked.
His jacket clung to his well-toned body, and he would've made a small patter in the mud as he leapt from the boulder, seeing as there was about two inches of rainwater collecting on the ground, if not for the screaming storm that caused it. His shoes would've squeaked quite obnoxiously, too, but nothing could be heard over the pounding of the rain.
Suddenly a bright, white flash streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire forest. Sasuke looked up, startled, and it was showing clearly in his expression. Eyes were wide, and lips were slightly parted in awe. The scary bit was that the thunder followed almost instantaneously, meaning the storm was on top of him.
The even scarier bit is that Sasuke stood there until the next bolt of lightning… which cracked the largest tree the Uchiha had every seen – his favorite climbing tree, which happened to be standing about ten feet beside him – right through the middle, and into four pieces. Of course, the raven-haired boy decided to stand there like a deer in the headlights, until it was almost too late.
He came to his senses and darted out of the way. He stood crouching over, panting, still in shock. Ebon eyes were wide, invisible pupils expanding greatly. He stared at the ground, breathing through his mouth, body tensed and rigid. 'Keep walking, before you die.' He thought to himself, even if it was the slightest bit of an over-reaction. Of course, it was dangerous to stay in the woods, but nearly having a break-down wasn't necessary.
Naturally, that's exactly what Sasuke did.
He was afraid of every shadow, and jumped whenever he saw lightning flash across the swirling heavens, or heard the rifle-shot of the thunder that always followed. He cautiously made his way towards the village, but remained in a state of paranoia even after the storm gradually passed on, and the space between lightning and thunder grew above thirty seconds.
The rain finally slowed down and became gentle again, though the skies above still swirled ebon and steel. Sasuke began to relax as soon as he hit the streets, and regained his composure. He slipped his cold hands into his pockets and walked along the side of the road, occasionally shivering.
He, being Sasuke, just realized staying out even in that light spray was stupid. He'd probably catch a cold. Oh, well. That annoying Sakura would be delighted to heal him. He had nothing to worry about…
Except for the fact that he was freezing cold, he couldn't feel his toes or his fingers, his skin was touched with blue – as though it had bled out of his hair – he was soaked to the bone, exhausted, and his teeth were chattering madly. If he didn't get some shelter he'd really be sick, meaning more time with… Sakura. His eyelid twitched inwardly, as he darted off to Naruto's apartment; which was the closest to his current location. Wow. For a cold, numb, tired little Uchiha… he sure could run.
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Suckish. But hey, intro chapter? Sweat drop… Hehe. They'll be better immediately after this, when the story gets going. Promise. :)
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