Alright, so I came back years later and just kinda read through, I didn't change much. It's not a bad fic, but it reads more like and anime and I'm strictly manga nowadays. Read my newer stuff if you want to really gauge my writing ability. Oh, and I prefer NaruSasu so I wanted to edit for that.

This story was inspired by the songs 'Free Will' and '2112' by Rush. I do not own any of Rush's songs or Rush itself. I don't own Naruto, I think we all know that Masashi Kishimoto does, and I'm not him nor do I claim to be him or claim to own Naruto, for that matter.

Free Will

Chapter 1

Someone was holding him; he could feel the strong arms around his waist. Was it a woman with a strong grip? He saw a flash of pale skin before dark grey pools framed with long lashes stared into his unfathomably blue eyes. Black tresses fell carelessly on the ivory pillow. He and the unidentified lover shared a passionate embrace. His lover struggled slightly, but soon they eased into submission. Who was this person...who...who cares! They felt good! They were so soft and their skin was creamy ivory perfection. He almost felt guilty that his dream partner wasn't Sakura, though they did seem to be as flat-chested as his pink crush. Their tongues met in a passionate dance of tastes and pure want. His lover's legs wrapped around his Naruto's waist, so he pulled them closer, but doing so caused something to prod Naruto's stomach; he gasped at the realization that...

CRASH!

The Uchiha's eyelids delicately parted and blinked against the sun shining into his dark grey pools. Quickly shaking off sleep, he first noticed that he had left his television on again. Sasuke used to like silence, and he can't put his finger on what changed him, but hearing someone talk comforts him enough to be able to sleep. He gave a small sigh as he pressed the Power button with a creamy ivory finger.

Uchiha Sasuke glided his balcony door open and stepped into the morning air. The sky was stained an orange that reminded him of a particularly annoying team mate. His eyes slitted reflexively as he scolded himself for letting anything remind him of Naruto.

He scoffed and made his way to his bathroom to take a five minute shower and take care of human needs. It's strange to think of such a perfect looking creature actually needing to relieve himself. Shouldn't someone as perfect as him have some amazing jutsu that makes any kind of waste disappear or turn into chakra? The genius thirteen year-old genin could probably create such a jutsu, but he had more important jutsus to learn for his revenge.

Oh, yes, revenge. The bittersweet word placed a grim look on Sasuke's face as he dried his hair, which immediately started to spike in its usual way. When he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, he almost cringed. He had already promised himself to never show emotions like that, and with that thought his face changed into a cold glare.

He dressed in his usual uniform of white cargo shorts and a high-collared blue shirt with the Uchiha symbol on the back. Sasuke did own other clothing, but the teachers at the Ninja Academy had taught the students one day to pick one good outfit to wear when dealing with any ninja duties; that way you never have to waste time thinking of what outfit you want to wear or stain any other clothing with blood. And today he did have ninja duties to do, for he had to meet his team as they set out on their new mission to the Village of the Syrinx.

Sasuke noticed the time and realized he had to hurry a little to get to the gate on time. He packed all that he needed for the trip the night before. None of that included his normal clothing, and that bothered him only slightly. He didn't think a uniform would be such a problem.

Sasuke decided to have a quick breakfast of toast; Sasuke is one of the few people who can manage to eat usually messy food and stay clean. He checked the time once more before heading out, tying his headband securely around his forehead.

As he walked, he pondered what the last words Itachi hears should be.

The blonde-haired kitsune gave a loud yell before his eyes were even open and he threw himself off the side of his bed in shock. Something hard had hit his head. He saw the glass on the floor first and then his eyes dragged upward to see the damage done to his window. Naruto heard wicked cackling and didn't bother to see who it came from. Strengthening himself against his tears, he cleared his throat so he could yell through the window,

"JERKS! IF I SEE YOU AGAIN, YOU'RE DEAD!"

Though he said it to no one in particular, it made him feel a little better. Not that he'd really kill a villager, but it's not like he never dreamed of it. Revenge wasn't his forte; it was more the forte of duck-butt Sasuke. Naruto gave a mean chuckle at the expense of his pale team mate. At the thought of his cold rival, his tears cleared up immediately.

He only took a second to notice this strange effect before preparing instant ramen in a cup, the breakfast of kings if the kings were Naruto, taking care of bathroom business, and throwing clothing on. That feat was more difficult for the absent-minded boy than it should be. It took two tries before his shirt was not backwards and inside-out. He almost smacked himself when he realized he had his pants on backwards!

After righting this blunder and inhumanly shoving the scolding ramen down his throat, he bounced towards the mirror, his energy coming back to him. He tied his headband with a snap and gave himself a nod and a vulpine grin, but he could see the broken window in the reflection and it depressed him once again.

He was passing the clock on the way to the broom when he saw the time. Naruto cursed and dashed out of his room towards his teams' meeting place, not forgetting to grab his backpack haphazardly packed with necessities; though it contained no orange clothing. He was told not to pack any outer clothing because they were going to get uniforms at the village. Yuck, uniforms.

Yelling like the idiot he was, Naruto flew down the street towards his team. He had the biggest grin a person could manage. The sun was behind him and his blonde hair fluttered in the speed of his movements.

One would think that he never experienced a bad moment in his life. The truth was he was just an amazing liar. He could lie well enough to fool even himself. He could make himself think that the looks he was getting from the villagers were not hateful; he was getting many glares because of his obnoxious running.

On instinct, he dashed towards the pink-haired kunoichi whose eyes were practically glued on Sasuke. She was blushing as she handed Sasuke a frilly bento, which he shoved into his backpack without any more than a nod.

"Sakura-Chaaaaaaaaaan!"

Naruto waved and stumbled; waving had caused him to go off balance. He couldn't stop himself from running. With a frightened and guttural yell, he fell over, did a painful somersault, then smacked down flat on his back. The pain made him groan, and the embarrassment made him groan louder. A fuming Sakura glared down at him. Her sheer ignorance of him when Sasuke was around made Naruto blindingly angry at that pompous prick of a team mate.

That total asshole, Naruto thought. He looked the opposite direction from Sakura and his sight met with something embarrassing...Sasuke's crotch. In fact, from his angle, Naruto could see beneath Sasuke's shirt as it fluttered in the wind and, embarrassing Naruto even more, he could see a little bit up Sasuke's shorts. Sasuke's shadowed alabaster skin travelled up until cut off by the tightest part of his shorts. His gaze had only settled there for a second before travelling up to meet the two charcoal orbs framed by dark lashes. He laughed inwardly at how girly-looking Sasuke was, until a flashback from his dream made his breath catch in his throat and his face burn to the point that he couldn't even feel it anymore. A second before he could scramble to his feet, a soft but slightly calloused hand gripped his wrist and righted Naruto roughly. He could just feel the burning death glare Sakura was giving him.

Well, what was Sasuke supposed to do? The blonde dolt just fell right in front of him. Sasuke had shivered when he followed Naruto's gaze. Did that idiot really think that he couldn't follow the direction of those ocean blue eyes? He did the only thing that he thought could right the situation, but noticed his mistake once Naruto was righted again. For the second time that day, he scolded himself inwardly. 'Nice towards Naruto' was not on the top of Sasuke's list of personality traits, but maybe more his subconscious traits. And to complete the train of horrible timing and mistakes...

POOF!

Kakashi looked at his two students questioningly, seeing as Sasuke didn't have the chance to let go of Naruto yet.

"Is there anything I need to know about you two?"

Their sensei was being serious. Ever since he had seen that kiss between the two in the classroom, he knew those two might end up having feelings for each other. Or maybe that's Icha Icha Paradise that's making him think such romantic thoughts!

Sasuke immediately let go of the idiot and he went by the old stand-by to clear up any misconceptions. He scoffed at his sensei.

"Usuratonkachi tripped. I've never heard of a ninja that could barely walk."

And he received the expected glare from Naruto. The situation finally relaxed, but one thing stayed odd; Naruto hadn't bothered to move away from Sasuke. Sakura was about to pop a vein at any second. Sakura's anger made Sasuke have a ghost of a smirk on his face, a slightly devious twinkle in his eyes. Kakashi just shook his head, making his tall silver hairstyle wobble a little.

"Okay, to reiterate, the mission in the Village of the Syrinx is to end the gang war that is terrorizing it. The Aerosky gang tends to be cold and precise in their attacks, while gang members of Dragonskin get constantly imprisoned for vandalism and street fights. We're going to be staying with the village leader's family. His has a child that needs taken care of while we aren't working. "

At this Naruto groaned, but Kakashi continued.

"We don't want this to end in a blood bath, so we have to get down to the source of why this war is happening and fix it by forcing a compromise. This may last a couple weeks."

It was Sakura's turn to groan. Her parents were going to flip if she was gone for so long without contacting them. She felt bad when she realized her team mates both didn't have anybody that worries about them like that. Sakura felt a little pool of hurt form in her stomach when it also came to her attention that the boys needed each other, not her. Oh, how unfair. Naruto interrupted her thoughts.

"Uh, sensei? What does 'reiterate' mean?"

And it earned him a bash on the arm from Sasuke.

A generically dressed Jonin gave Kakashi the go-ahead to start their trip to the village, which would only take three hours to get to. They would make it before it even got dark. They set out, not realizing how this mission will be the one to change their lives!

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