Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Sasuke, Konoha, Kohona, or anything in this story except the plotline and characters actions!!

Konoha/Kohona: a Naruto fanfic.

The waves came crashing toward the shoreline in a ceaseless pattern; surge, swell, crest, tumble. Dark eyes scanned the horizon mesmerized by their regular rise and fall. Long blue tinged ebony bangs fell in front of his vision and he shook his head like an animal to cast the unruly hair out of his vision. You'd never know he spent every day out here on the water his skin was so pale.

This was his territory, his own private cove and the waves were perfect. He straddled his surfboard and allowed the water to rock him gently. Eventually he gave in to the comfortable rhythm and lie back on his board. He was just dozing off when he heard someone yelling as they crashed through the underbrush.

This quickly caught his attention, as it meant they were trespassing on his private property. This was his family's land; had been for over thirty years. His grandparents had bought it as a vacation property when his Grandfather had visited once on a business trip. His father had inherited it in the will and for some unknown reason had made it a priority to bring the family here. That had been over ten years ago.

Just after the inheritance tragedy had struck the family. They had all been killed on a night outing; all except Sasuke who had been late getting home for the weekend from academy. He arrived home to find his parents mutilated bodies in their bedroom, his aunts and uncles, cousins everyone slaughtered. Only one body had been unaccounted for, his brother Itachi.

The police had determined it was the work of a sadistic serial killer, and Sasuke's family had been the unfortunate target of his grisly attacks. Itachi's body was never recovered, although every now and then Sasuke would get the feeling he was somewhere near him and had never believed he'd died in the attack. He never could quite locate the source of the uncomfortable sensations of being watched, but his gut instinct told him it had to be his brother.

Sasuke's attention was riveted to the spot where all the commotion was coming from; whoever was trespassing was making no effort to be quiet. In fact it was as if he wanted to be caught. Sasuke merely watched impassively as the intruder struggled in the dense foliage that bordered the almost impassable path that lead to this secret cove.

With a loud indignant shout and a heaving of lush grasses a teenage boy pushed his way through the brush. He stopped short when he saw Sasuke sitting on the water.

"Hey you! Where the hell am I?" the stranger called out in a challenging tone.

Sasuke was momentarily surprised to be addressed in his native language and in the resultant second silence his sensitive ears were again assaulted by the loud boy in front of him. As he was about to answer the boy he was shocked into silence when the boy began to walk on top of the water towards him. Sasuke concluded the tide must be out and the sandy beach had gone shallow. That had to be the explanation for the boy being able to walk seemingly on the water's surface.

"Oy, Teme! Did you hear me? I said where the hell am I!?"

Sasuke looked him over, there was no mistaking it, he was walking on the water. If Sasuke wasn't seeing it with his own eyes he would never believe it. He was a practical person not given to dreams and fantasies. "Usaratankachi! You're trespassing on my property."

This stopped the boy short. For a minute Sasuke expected him to apologize and try to find his way off the property. This theory was short lived as the boy sputtered a tangle of curses and insults mingled with phrases like stuck up bastards with sticks shoved up their white asses. Sasuke realized he was reacting to the insult.

Finally the blonde ran out of steam and stood there on the water huffing with his cheeks red from yelling. Sasuke took in his clothing; he wore a bright orange outfit with navy blue shoulders and a black mesh top under the jacket. On his forehead was a hitieaete that had a metal shield with a swirled leaf design on it. He had a weapons pouch strapped to his right thigh and another on his left hip. His shoes were open toed sandals. He stood there glaring at Sasuke; impossible blue eyes glistening with anger and animosity.

"What are you doing on my property?" Sasuke asked simply.

The blonde just gave him a challenging look. He seemed to be taking notice of Sasuke's black board shorts with red trim and steel grey Hobie tank top. Sasuke shook his head sending water flying in every direction and allowing his weighted spiky hair to assume its natural position; it spiked in the back of its own accord. His bangs hung long in the sides and framed his pale face.

Sasuke had been told by every passing girl, and not just a few guys, that he was beautiful. He didn't care, looks weren't really that important to him. He knew most of them were just after his money. As the sole heir to the vast Uchiha fortune he was rolling in dough. He had chosen to live here in Kohona because he thought he would be less recognized. He had been mistaken, but the surf had captured his interest and he had stayed.

He matched the glare the boy was giving him and turned it up a notch eventually settling his features into the typical Uchiha smirk. The boy noticed and his own face twisted into a sour grimace of pent up anger and confusion.

Finally Sasuke remembered what little of the manners his mother had drilled into him and offered for the blonde to follow him back to the house. Sasuke drifted to shore easily on his board and expertly flipped it up and caught it sticking it nose first into the soft sand near the path. He unstrapped his ankle tether and turned to face the boy.

"Follow me to my house." He stated. It was a command, but it held no malice or offence in its tone.

The blonde reluctantly followed where Sasuke lead him. They made their way up the path in silence, and Sasuke could make out the signs of where the blonde had struggled to stay on the path from before. Where he had come from and how he had gotten onto Sasuke's property he did not know, and he was actually intrigued to find out.

Eventually the signs of the boy's presence vanished, and Sasuke couldn't tell where he had trod. "Where did you come from? I don't see your tracks anymore."

"That's because I didn't come this far. I started right back there, next to that tall tree." Sasuke looked at the majestic palm the boy had indicated. Sure enough the tracks started right there. There was no trail leading to the point where the tracks began.

He tried to reason what this might mean, and how the boy could possibly have got to the point where the tree was without disturbing the rest of the trail.

"Look Teme, if it's alright with you I'd like to figure out where I am so I can get home."

Sasuke looked at the boy, "Dobe, I'd like to know how you got onto my property."

"Where is this?" his blue eyes pleaded with Sasuke to answer him, they were wild and almost shocked.

"This is the Uchiha residence on the island of Kohona."

"Kohona? What's that?"

"Hawaii? You ever heard of it?"

"No, is it in the wave country?"

Sasuke turned back to look at the boy again. Did he just say Wave Country? He listened as the blonde kept rambling on about how one minute he was practicing some new Jutsu in the forest of Konoha and now he is on the island of Kohona.

Sasuke listened as he led his visitor to the house. The boy stopped dead in his tracks when they broke through the tree line and the mansion came into view. Sasuke didn't notice at first, he was unaccustomed to visitors, and kept walking. Soon the loss of prattle caught his attention and he turned around to face the boy.

He was standing with the most adorable expression on his face. His mouth was slack jawed and he was gazing up at the multilevel building with awe. His brilliant blue eyes tried to take in every nook and cranny of the stone façade of the building. They raced along the tile roof to the dormers and across the porticoes to the gables and turrets.

Sasuke felt a moment of pride and consternation. The wanderlust in the boy's eyes made him uneasy. Why did he look at the house as if it astonished him.

"How many people live here?" the boy ask in a small voice.

"Just me, and the maid, butler, cook, and a few other servants," Sasuke replied looking at him to gauge his reaction.

When those flashing blue eyes turned to look at him Sasuke felt like he had been caught in the undercurrent of a strong rip tide. There was such a sense of longing and fascination mixed with awe and some other emotion Sasuke couldn't name. If everyone said he was beautiful they had never gazed on true beauty before. This boy with his tan skin and eyes to rival the depth of the ocean itself was breath taking.

Sasuke quickly looked away and beckoned for the boy to follow him.

He led him inside and had to stop once more as the boy's interest was gripped yet again by the lavish décor and extravagant furnishings. Sasuke delighted in watching the boy drink in everything around him. It wasn't difficult to tell he had come from much humbler surroundings.

A maid appeared from down the hall and bowed to Sasuke. Without looking up she asks if he or his guest needed anything. She would never say it to anyone but she was thrilled there was a guest in the house. Sasuke looked the boy over and decided he needed to try to find out more about him. Most of all where he had come from and what he was doing there.

He looked at the maid and directed her to prepare the guest rooms adjacent to his own for the boy and to draw him a warm bath. She hurried off to do as she was told. Sasuke turned to face the boy and found him staring at the floor.

He could read the boy easily and knew he was uncomfortable.

Uncharacteristically Sasuke felt sorry for him. "I should properly introduce myself, my name is Sasuke Uchiha; and you are?"

The boy seemed taken aback again when he heard the name, but he quickly recovered. "Uzumaki Naruto…did …did you say your name was …Uchiha?"

Sasuke couldn't understand why but the boy's voice had grown soft and deep with emotion. "Yes, is there a problem?"

Naruto looked into the face before him deeply. He studied every feature. The dark shielded eyes were the same, so was the hard set of the jaw and the ever-present smirk. He even wore his hair in the same style, there was no mistaking it, he really did look just like Sasuke. How could that be?

Naruto wrestled with questions that brimmed from inside him. Who was this boy who carried the same face and name as his long lost best friend?

Sasuke could tell Naruto wanted to say something. He wasn't about to try to force him to though. Instead he led Naruto through the corridor and down a hallway to the dining room. At the sight of the table laid for two Naruto's stomach rumbled. He blushed and Sasuke was struck again by how breathtaking the boy was.

"Let's get some lunch, then we will talk."

Naruto agreed wordlessly and followed Sasuke to the table.

There were many foods laid out that Naruto didn't recognize; however there were several he did. He sat in the seat Sasuke indicated and a man appeared seemingly out of nowhere to push his chair in. Naruto was used to Jounin poofing everywhere so this didn't disturb him too much.

He held his chopsticks across his clasped hands and joyfully called out, "Itadakimasu!" He quickly piled a little of each dish onto his plate and began the delightful adventure of tasting everything. Sasuke ate little because he was watching the blonde eat with such gusto.

The typically stoic raven haired boy almost laughed out loud when Naruto tasted poi. The expression on his face was worth allowing the Hawaiian staple onto his table. He ate fresh prawns simmered in garlic oyster sauce and fine rice noodles. He sipped his white wine throughout the meal and watched as Naruto apparently got drunk off one glass.

When they had both finished their meal Sasuke showed Naruto to his room where he took a long bath and dressed in the clothing Sasuke's maid had offered him. Then once he was clean and in a comfortable outfit of slacks and a t-shirt he was shown to a comfortable library separating their rooms. Sasuke directed Naruto to sit in a chair and requested he regale him with the story of how he came to be on the unmarked path leading to the secret cove.

Naruto told a story of practicing his new nature manipulation chakra Jutsu in the forest when suddenly a particularly forceful blast had gone spiraling through the trees like a tornado. It had been so powerful as to knock Naruto off his feet and into the trunk of a tree. When he had opened his eyes and looked around him he had been on the path and had followed it to where Sasuke was sitting on the water.

Naruto had asked Sasuke why he had sat on the long blue board and not just walked across the water. This had led to a discussion on chakra usage and Naruto had discovered Sasuke had no understanding of Chakra, what it was, or how to harness it.

This had evolved to an agreement that if Sasuke would teach Naruto the purpose of the board he would teach Sasuke how to use chakra. Sasuke felt he was getting the better end of the deal, because surfing could be nothing compared to the potential of walking on water using chakra. Maybe he could even learn to surf on chakra!! Then he'd be the big Kahuna around town.

This idea was short lived when Sasuke realized he didn't really care to be the big Kahuna, but he did want to try this chakra surfing idea.

Sasuke offered Naruto another glass of wine which helped him loosen his tongue and reveal a lot more than he would have normally. He told Sasuke everything.

Sasuke learned about Naruto's horrible childhood, his failure at the academy, his betrayal by Mizuki and realization that there were those who cared about him, like Iruka sensei. He talked through the afternoon and deep into the night. Excepting for the interruption of a light dinner tray of sandwiches being offered, Sasuke just sat and listened to tales of camaraderie and friendship. He learned how Naruto's best friend, biggest rival, and first real companion had betrayed the village, and Naruto, by leaving to go to this Orochimaru guy. Naruto even revealed that Sasuke looked, sounded, and even acted just like the Sasuke Naruto knew.

Eventually Naruto's eyelids began to droop from the effects of the adventure he had experienced that day, the quantity of good food, and the alcohol. Sasuke called for a maid to help escort Naruto to his room and get him into some bedclothes that Sasuke provided for his use.

Sasuke walked slowly into his own room and settled into a comfortable chair. He couldn't sleep, there were too many things going through his mind. About an hour later a maid came knocking at his door and he instructed her to make sure someone kept watch over the blonde that night. He would most likely awaken in the morning confused and disoriented, and Sasuke wanted to keep him as comfortable as possible. He couldn't explain it but for some reason he felt it was important to keep track of the mysterious man.

Sasuke was confronted with the images and stories Naruto had told him that evening. He grew increasingly curious and eventually could not help himself but to do some research about the things Naruto had told him. He wanted to know if there was anything he could find out about where Naruto came from and possibly how to get him home.

For some reason the last thought brought great distress to the usually unfeeling raven.

He sat down at his computer desk and began to type: in glowing letters in the search engine he typed, Uchiha Sasuke…

This seems like a good place to stop for now. I will get the next chapter up as soon as I can!!