Ok so I was sitting in my PoliSci class bored out of my mind, and this topic began to run through my head, what if the characters of Naruto lived during the end of the nineteenth century, and what if Sasuke was 35 and Naruto was 15, and Sasuke was married with two children, the idea came from a book I read, but come on. I don't own Naruto or the book which name I can't currently recall.
I will tell you know this is a boy x boy story a SasuNaru, yippy. It is AU and some of the characters may be a little OOC. Also I have horrible grammar as one of my professors so kindly put it my sentence structure is at points unintelligible, but I promise you I will try to work on my grammar. In my defense it's hard for some people, and that was a paper I did at four in the morning and didn't proof read, I am going to move on before I start to cry. Also please be nice this professor broke my spirit enough already.
Never Mine
The sun catches every spot of his hair, his blue eyes seem to rival the beauty of the sea itself. He walks around in his white shirt and waistcoat, and black trousers, his shoes long forgotten in the need he felt to feel the sand with his bare feet. The inhales long breaths of the sea breeze, and in the brief walk from the edge of the beach to his house he learns about desire. It's a desire that slows the breath, which causes preoccupied pause in the midst of uttering a sentence that focuses the gaze absolutely on one thing; this is his first time being the object of desire. Around him are men women, men in their bathing costumes, women stare at him realizing not only the physical beauty he has, but also the good heart that he keeps within his heart, that is so obvious every time he smiles.
His fathers in his white suit calls to him, but his voice remains unheard due to the surf, almost an exact replica of this young boy, his eyes however show the wisdom that he has acquired through the years. His father is a gentle man who he holds nothing against, although he believes himself to be in possession of both his present and future, he has been told what his future will be, as if it were not his own to decide.
They have traveled from Boston to Myrtle Beach to enjoy the summer away from the busy city. When they arrived at their house in Myrtle Beach, his father's manservant Kakashi is asked to bring in the entire luggage, and Naruto's aid, Iruka, is asked to help Naruto unpack.
The house is a modest by some standards; even though Naruto's father was a wealthy man. He loves this house with its white dark blue shutters; the house stands two stories high and is surrounded by several graceful porches. Its roof curves shallowly and is inset with evenly spaced dormer windows. The house is an oddity it used to be a convent, it has cell like bedrooms, two of which Naruto and his father occupy, and three that have been connected for his mothers use. There is also a small chapel beneath the ground floor; this room is still to be untouched they can't bring themselves to occupy this room, with their own possessions.
"Naruto, I called to you." His father says as Naruto walks up. "Iruka has prepared a tray of bread and pastes," his father says, "He has taken it to your mother's room so that you both can have something to eat after the long journey."
Up close he can see his fathers face, clearer than he has this winter. It is a strong face, full of character, his most striking feature however is the navy of his eyes, a blue so vivid that his eyes alone, even with the flecks of rust in the irises, suggest moral rectitude. A fan of wrinkles, however, as well as folds of skin at the lids, softens the suggested righteousness.
"After you are finished with the tea, I would like to see you in my study, so that we can discuss your summer studies." He says walking away. His heart falls at the mention of summer studies. His father does not trust academies with his studies so he has taken his education upon himself. "Of course." He answers
After his meeting with his mother, he heads over to his father study, his father makes no mention to him that he is still only in his white shirt and waistcoat, instead continues to read. He then proceeds to ask his father what books he recommends him to read.
"I should like you to read the essays of Sasuke Uchiha," he says reaching for a volume, and handing it to him. "And then you and I will discuss the contents, for the author is here in Myrtle Beach and is coming to stay with us for the weekend."
This is the first time he hears Sasuke Uchiha's name.
"Uchiha is bringing his wife and children with him; I hope you will entertain them." He says
"Of course, as to the essays I have never heard of the author." He says. "Uchiha is a man of medicine, he lectures occasionally at the college, which is where I met him; but his true calling, in my estimation, is an essayist," His father says.
"Not only that, but he will be helping in this city's hospital, a doctor is missing and he is willing to give his help for free," his dad said.
Later that day Naruto will sits by the window and sketches the ocean waves. He is so distracted by the beauty of the ocean that he pays no attention to the strangers approaching the house.
When he finally hears the voices of young children he realizes this means Sasuke Uchiha and his family have arrived and he must go greet them. He walks out, his sketch under his arm, and heads towards the children, he first says hello to the shy boy, and then he says hello to eldest child who tells him her name is Martha.
"I am Naruto Uzumaki," he says. The girl takes his hand but looks over at smoothing over his shoulder.
"And I am Sasuke Uchiha." He hears a voice say behind him.
He makes a half turn, and is met with a pair of onyx eyes, the man nods almost imperceptibly, his shirt is wilted with the humidity, and his trousers are frosted with water and sand. He is standing with his hands in his pockets, his braces making indentations in his shoulders. The cuffs of his shirt are undone. IN the time it takes him to cross the porch and extend his hand, Naruto guesses he is about the age of his father, maybe a few years younger, which would make him about thirty five. He is not stocky exactly because he has height, but he is broad shouldered. He has the sense his clothes confine him.
As he takes his hand, he steps from the shade of the porch into the sunlight. He glances down at their clasped hands and then again t his face. He does not speak for some seconds after that, nor does Naruto. Not a word, not a greeting, not a pleasantry. And Naruto thinks that his mother, who is just coming out onto the porch at this time, must see this silence between them.
I don't know how this is gonna work out, I remember so many things about the book but some of them just don't fit with my adaptation, the person in the book was a girl. Also I feel that I may be adding too much detail, maybe that's a good thing, please review tell me what you think just don't be too mean about it. Jeez I still have a bunch of characters to add. I think you can tell from the first encounter that Naruto is already a bit obsessed with Sasuke he pays so much attention to him and hardly any to the children.
