Go Home, Sasuke
Summary: Sasuke and Hebi were traveling through Ami, catching wind that the Akatsuki were being spotted on a regular basis there, although what he found was something he'd never expect, or rather, someone.
WARNING: Dark themes and extreme sexual references, those under the age of 18 should not read this literature.
I DO NOT, NOR DO I CLAIM TO, OWN NARUTO
Chapter One; Skylight
Ame Border, 5:01 AM.
Sun streamed in through the windows, as they did every morning. Sasuke closed his eyes, feeling the vibrations of animals moving through the wilderness, the quavers in the air from the constant humming of birds, he could hear the breathing of his slumbering teammates, he could feel, see, and hear everything. Nothing escaped his consciousness.
One of his teammates shifted, it was Jugo, Sasuke could tell by the odd fluctuations in his chakra, the way that it constantly fought against itself. Out of the four of team Hebi, Jugo's curse mark seemed to be the most unstable. Turning him into a beast, which attacks anything and everything, there is no friend or foe in his mind, although Sasuke could say he wasn't much different from the beast Jugo turns into.
He felt nothing for anyone, no sorrow, no remorse, no need.
He had no friends, no foes, only one person mattered to him, and would ever matte to him, and that person would be his brother, killing his brother was and will the remain the one goal he carries through his life with him, as long as he accomplishes his goal, his revenge, nothing else matters.
The clank of the door of the cabin closing rustled the other two Hebi members from their sleep, first Suigetsu, then Karin, both instantly awake, both ready to attack. We all needed to be on edge today.
"Are you ready to leave, Sasuke-Sama?" Jugo's soft but calloused voice found way to the second-borne Uchiha son, who in response leapt from his perch in the crook of branches, gracefully and without a sound landing before the orange haired man, nearly a head taller than the Uchiha.
"Hn." He nodded, to be honest Jugo was the more bearable member of his team, silent, knew when to hold his tongue, but didn't lag behind in battle, although he constantly lost himself, sharringan could neutralize the problem quickly and efficiently. Karin was useful, there was no doubt in that, a medic was always useful when living the life he had chosen and her tracking skills were unmatched. Her other uses stretched to entertaining Sasuke's urges if he needed to a disposable pawn. Although she had made a habit out of pestering and annoying him to dangerous levels. Suigetsu wasn't the most loyal, but a formidable opponent for anyone whom chose to enter battle with him, excluding the Uchiha himself, of course.
All and all he had chosen an adequate team of Nin from Orochimaru's lab, all expendable, but useful for the time being, and after he completed his goal, they were free to go and pursue whatever they found fit. As long as he finished his goal and killed his brother, he could care less.
At that moment Karin and Suigetsu emerged, already bickering over a snide comment Suigetsu had made toward Karin's promiscuity. Sasuke shot a glance to Suigetsu to silence him, and turned on his heels, preparing to launch himself in the density of trees, knowing the others would follow him, they had been briefed on the destination of their mission yesterday and the proper etiquette to use.
He launched himself into the trees, the beat of his teammate's footsteps fell in sync with his own, flying through the treetops, no sound but the rustling of leaves in their wake, they were silent as death.
One thought nestled within the mind of the young Uchiha, Itachi, I'm coming for you.
Ame Pub, 9:54 PM.
"We've been here all day, and haven't seen a single Akatsuki all day! You sure the tip you got was reliable?" Suigetsu grunted, waving at a blonde haired waitress with a wink, as he awaited his beer. Karin to his left, Jugo to his right, Sasuke was seated at the far end by the crimson haired woman who continuously messed with the lavender glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose, snaking glances at her raven-haired team leader. She always had liked a man in charge.
"Hn." Sasuke snorted, sipping his cup of Sake slowly, onyx eyes scanning the pub continuously, watching the skimpily dressed Geisha's dance before crowds of drunken men, smoke from pipe weed hung heavy in the air, generating a thick atmosphere.
"Ugh! When do we get to leave, Sasuke-Kun? The rain is messing up my hair!" Karin pouted, attempting to pull out a knot from her long crimson locks, hanging in still wet sections, the side of her hair which was normally left unkempt seemed clumped together in some parts, her red eyes narrowed in frustration as she tried to pull apart the knots, yelping when it pulled out several strands of hair.
Sasuke, uncaring of his teammate's remarks remained aloof, watching the room with a bored expression on his face, "We will leave when I say so." He answered calmly, not the least bit concerned about his team's childish whining, they were shinobi, it wasn't supposed to be enjoyable.
Bells chimed as a brown haired Geisha's eyes fell on the lone Uchiha, paying no mind to the woman beside him as she strode towards him, her icy blue eyes shimmering with promise of fantasy as her hips swayed to the tempo of the music, Sasuke's crimson eyes catching hers, she smiled at him, slowly coming to loom over him, her large bust showing from the sheer red fabrics of her robes.
"Hello handsome, never seen you before." She purred, her fingers coming to brush feather-light touches over his bare chest, her eyes showing her full intentions as she lent forwards to push her chest up against the Uchiha, his eyes showing he wasn't impressed in the slightest.
A loud snarl broke through the air and in an instant the woman who was assaulting Sasuke's hormones was on her back, kunai lodged into her neck, blood spurting from the wound, she gargled and twitched for a few moments, but soon went slack, the kunai was a kill shot, sloppily portrayed, but still a kill shot.
"Karin, if you cause another scene to draw attention to us, I will kill you." Sasuke's smooth voice came out in a calm monotone, but there were acidic underlines telling her it was not a threat, but a promise, she felt tears prickle in her crimson eyes, but tried to push them back, why was Sasuke-kun always mad at her? That woman was practically throwing herself at him!
Suigetsu let out a low whistle, noticing no one in the room tossed at the woman now lying dead on the floor of the pub, in fact, a large bouncer came by and threw the lifeless woman over his shoulder, before disappearing through one of the back doors, no doubt disposing of the body. "I like it here." Suigetsu grinned, always one to support bloodshed of any kind, for whatever the reason.
Karin snorted in response and went back to fiddling with her glasses, although none of the Geisha's approached them, Sasuke noticed the scared, guarded looks they were shooting him, as if he were going to kill them all, although technically she was the one to killed the girl, they placed blame in him, typical.
Sasuke continued to sip his sake, watching one cup slowly turn to two, then three. Alcohol burned quickly in his system, though he'd be lying if he said he didn't thoroughly enjoy the slightly hazed feeling it brought on, Sasuke never particularly enjoyed being drunk.
Suigetsu on the other hand, had downed at least seven beers, and showed absolutely no sign of stopping any time soon, harassing every waitress that came along, until an airy looking blonde approached him, she was a tiny excuse for a woman, her breasts weren't ample, nor were her curves, but surely in Suigetsu's drunken gaze they were sufficient, soon the two escaped together.
Sasuke snorted at the sight and swirled the remainder of his Sake around the bottom of the clear glass, the warm liquid already brining a pleasant hum to the back of his head. His gauze shifted warily to Karin, who would most likely be the outlet of his sexual needs tonight.
He sighed, noting that Jugo left hours ago, he hadn't drank anything, a wise choice for someone with a curse such as his, Sasuke would have been thoroughly annoyed if he had to subdue his orange-haired teammate once more.
A soft chime alerted that someone had entered the pub, and the nicely buzzed Uchiha's eyes shifted to the door. A mess of pink hair and he was alert in an instant, hiding the charge of his chakra in an instant, sighing in annoyance, he wasn't going to hide, no, Sasuke Uchiha did not hide, he just didn't feel the need to have one of those conversations with his former teammate.
He instantly noticed something about her, she looked so- different. Slender, she was a good head and a half shorter than him, a good head shorter than Karin, she was tiny, with slender arms and legs, her chest however was ample, she wore black cargo pants, covered in pockets and chains, standard navy blue combat sandals, she wore a sheer fishnet T-shirt, crimson bindings covering her chest down to just above her bellybutton could easily be seen.
Her hair had turned a dull, subtle pink with an immense silver-sheen to it; it hung around her hips in straight tendrils, looking silky to the touch. Her eyes shifted through the room like a lioness on the hunt, voluminous black lashes framed sea foam green orbs.
He held no feelings for the woman, but she was undeniably attractive.
Silence overcame the room, even the music seemed to hush as she slowly began her walk to the bar, her footsteps light on the hardwood floor, people scrambled to move out of her path, she paid them no mind as she took a lone seat at the far end of the bar, some men even gasped as if the grim reaper itself entered, and he noticed that Karin had her eyes locked on Sakura in some kind of curious glance.
Se soon found he was almost curious as to why these people seemed to fear the pinkette so much, from what he remembered her skills were average at best. Something else came to his attention- she wore no headband, had she become a rogue? Wouldn't she have just slashed her headband then? No, Sakura was too loyal to the village to become a rogue Nin, although he had noticed that his old team hadn't come looking for him in nearly two years, and even then the attempt had been acted out by Naruto and Kakashi, no Sakura present.
Strange, he thought, sipping the Sake in cup once more, the tempo of the music grew louder and everyone in the room seemed to re-gain drunken composure, although the anxiety in the air was so thick you could practically taste the fear. His eyes drifted lazily to the woman beside him, now would be a good time to leave the pub, before a scene was made once again.
But Sasuke's mind was swimming with questions once more, and he didn't seem to be making much progress here either way, so he languidly turned to the crimson eyed woman beside him, hope swimming in their depths as she glanced back with a small smile, "Karin, go to the Inn, I'll meet you there." He said smoothly, already standing from his bar stool and making his way to the woman of interest when Karin's small hand caught his wrist, her eyes prickling with tears.
"I don't want you to talk to her, Sasuke-Kun." She whispered, her eyes full of hope that just this one time, he would choose her, actually want to be with her, she remembered that woman, it was his old teammate, although she couldn't quite remember her name, she would be damned if she lost Sasuke to that bitch.
Sasuke yanked his hand from the woman's grasp, causing her to stumble with a yelp, not batting an eyelash as she wavered, not making a move to stop her from falling. "Go, Karin. What you want means nothing to me." He answered truthfully, watching the sad expression she usually wore when he rejected her cross her face as she nodded and disappeared through the doors of the pub.
It was an odd feeling, approaching Sakura, considering when he'd encountered his teammates they were begging for him to come home, for something he couldn't do, not for them, not for anyone. His stride was powerful, bringing on the eyes of admiring women as he slid into a seat beside the pinkette, daft to his presence, either she was blatantly ignoring him, or really didn't know he was there, the second option was plausible.
"What is it you want, Sasuke?" Her voice came, she was already annoyed, the second she entered Ame she could practically smell the Uchiha blood in the air, and it certainly brought back memories, memories she'd spent years trying to burn and hide. And here Sasuke was, sitting beside her like an old friend, or an old foe, she wasn't sure.
"Hn," He snorted, she knew he was surprised by her reply, and it caused a bitter smirk to touch her lips, she didn't bare look at him, not those sharringan eyes… they would never look the same to her again. She downed some of the Sake from the bottle the bartender had dropped before her, before wiping a drop from the corner of her mouth and lazily watching the Uchiha from the corner of her eye.
"Did you expect me to throw myself at you, begging you to go back to Konoha?" She said coldly, her sorrow filled eyes glancing down into the swirling bottle of milky liquid that felt so warm in her hands, as if she could find all the answers in that very bottle.
"Hn." He repeated, stunned at her cold aura, as if she hadn't spent most of her genin years hunting him down, what happened to her? "Where's your headband?" He questioned pointedly, growing increasingly annoyed and curious for some reason.
She smirked, a glint of something he didn't recognize flashed through her lusterless eyes, "If I didn't know better I'd think you actually cared why I don't have my headband. The only reason you do anything is because you want something, so what is it you want from me, Sasuke?"
His gaze became sharp. This woman's words were becoming harsher and more constant as the seconds ticked by, the contemplated just walking away, but he was an Uchiha, and Uchiha's always got what they wanted, he wanted answers, and she would give them to him.
"Why don't you wear your headband?" He repeated icily, watching her sigh and take another long drink from the bottle before her, clearly she wasn't in need of a glass, she had downed more than half of the bottle of the milky liquid.
"I don't belong to a village." She spoke evenly, as if it were as normal as talking about the weather.
Sasuke arched an eyebrow, preparing to continue to ask his old teammate more questions, but her hand slammed on the table, paying her bill she stood, smoothing out her pants before beginning to leave the bar, but paused, inclining her head to the side, although her eyes did not meet Sasuke's.
"It was… nice seeing you, Sasuke." She spoke somewhat brokenly, before disappearing within the waves of people, who still moved from her path timidly, as if she were a tiger stalking through the jungle, and they were timid antelope.
He turned, staring at the spot where she once sat, watching the elderly bartender come up, a fond smile in his brown eyes as he cleaned off the surface of the bar, every not and again his gaze spread to the Uchiha, having enough of his timid staring, Sasuke finally snapped, "What?"
The old man didn't even seem stunned by the Uchiha's annoyed comment, he continued wiping away dust with a small smile, "It's nothing. It's just… I haven't seen Taiga talk to anyone besides the young man with the red eyes, come to think of it; I haven't seen hind or hair of him in a long time." The old man pondered, fingers brushing over his chin in thought.
Sasuke's head spun, and without thinking he had the old man grabbed by the collar of his shirt, his face twisted into an ugly presence of blind fury as he hoisted the old man into the air, "What was his name?"
"I don't know, young man. Come to think of it, he looked just like you, only- he had scars near his eyes." The old man spoke calmly.
Sasuke dropped him, and in a flash he was out into the raining streets of Ame, the skyscraping buildings and blinding neon lights seeming to fade into nothing as he searched for the pinkette in the streets, her chakra hadn't left a trace, no scent, she was gone.
She had been in that pub with his brother; she had known were his brother was. She had spoken to him and not said a word about his brother, how fucking dare she! She withheld information he'd spent his life searching for!
He calmed himself, a sadistic smirk touching his lips as he stood in the streets, rain pelted the back of his shirt, causing the loose white fabric to cling to him, He would wait for her, visit the pub every night if he had to, he would see her again.
Ame apartment complex, 1:15 am.
Her sea foam green eyes darkened to a jade as she looked down at her hands with such disdain, they illuminated with green chakra, her eyes were empty, dull, and lifeless. She pulled her knees to her chest; she was currently seated on her uncomfortable white couch.
Why did she have to see Sasuke tonight? He looks so much like him, the raven hair, the crimson sharringan eyes… She heaved a soft sigh and turned to stare out of the sliding back door that lead to her balcony, rain fell in sheets, they clouded skies held a yellowish hue as the rain blew against the door, blurring her vision of the outside world.
A soft tune filled the silent home of Sakura Haruno as she hummed a lullaby her mother had taught her when she was a child, a lullaby of great sadness for Sakura. Her bleak eyes seemed to further dull as she reached into her pocket, pulling out a headband-
His headband, her slender porcelain fingers slid over the slash in the middle. The leaf symbol never looked so sickening to her, she pulled out her own headband, the scarlet ribbon seeming even more ironic as she touched it's unscathed surface.
"This world is rotten."
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-Sakura-Centric