Call of the Siren

Summary: People all around the Elemental Nations speak of a hauntingly beautiful boy, swimming in the ocean at night. He seduces his unsuspecting prey, luring them in with his hypnotizing voice. All he marks for death will never see the light of day again. How much truth is there surrounding this rumor?

Warning: There will be YAOI in this fic! Pairing is SasuNaru! This fic does NOT follow canon, although the major events will still happen. And yes, there will be OOC-ness!

Chapter 1: Friendship of a Lifetime

A five year old Naruto was sitting by the riverbank, crying his eyes out. Not even two hours ago, a merchant had attempted to rape him. The man blamed him for all his recent misfortunes- his wife and kids leaving him, business failures, and a bad case of pneumonia. He had gotten to stripping him of all his ragged clothing before a bypassing ANBU had spotted them. The ANBU member was furious at the merchant, and had brought the poor man to Ibiki, but not before reporting the incident to the Hokage. The ANBU member, who donned a weasel mask, gave the impression that he was smiling. He spoke kindly, and told him that everything would be okay.

So here he was now, at the riverbank wiping away the last of his tears. Hokage-jiijii and his platoon of personal ANBU were probably looking for him now. No matter how much he loved Hokage-jiijii, and some select people, he couldn't go back. If he did, that bad man would hurt him again. Naruto was taught to never bother others with his problems, as he wasn't important enough. He couldn't possibly burden the leader of the village with his problems, even if he was getting hurt.

Naruto then heard the loud sound of leaves crunching beneath someone's feet. Fear flooded his entire body and he panicked. What if it was the bad man again? Naruto curled up into a ball, and prayed silently to Kami-sama.

Sasuke was out walking to the river. He always went there whenever Itachi-nii was too busy to play with him or train him.

When Sasuke was just a few seconds away from the riverbank, he heard sniffling, the trying-to-end-my-crying kind. The five year old then walked quietly towards the source of the sound, so he wouldn't startle anyone he met. When he peaked through the shrubs, he was shocked to see another boy, about his age, curled up in a ball as though he were scared for his life.

Sasuke stepped closer and saw that the boy had blonde hair in a shade that could rival that of the sun. The mysterious boy had smooth tan skin with scars all over his body, like the ones Itachi-nii or the shinobi in the clan had. Maybe the boy was a shinobi, Sasuke thought. But he's so young. It was at that moment that Sasuke realized something he should have realized when he first met the boy. The boy was as naked as the day he was born, that being the only reason why Sasuke knew his gender. Innocent little Sasuke blushed, only the faintest trace of pink on his pale cheeks. Otou-sama always told him that Uchihas could not show emotion in public, as they were weaknesses, and the Uchihas were not weak in any way whatsoever.

"Hello," Sasuke called out shyly. "What's your name? I'm Uchiha Sasuke!" The other boy looked up at him with wide eyes.

"U-Uchiha?" Naruto looked so frightened. Many of the people that had hurt him before were Uchihas. Even if this one was only a boy, he could call him those ugly names those other kids did. The remains of his beating would always heal, disappear, but those words never did. "Please don't hurt me!" the blonde pleaded.

Sasuke tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Why would I do that?" Naruto turned wide blue eyes to the other boy.

"Y-you're really not gonna hurt me? Really?" The blonde looked so hopeful, Sasuke couldn't say no.

"Do you wanna play with me?" the Uchiha asked. Naruto looked at Sasuke, shocked, then smiled warmly. Sasuke blushed again at the sight of the other boy's bright smile.

"Of course I will."

The duo played the rest of the day, sometimes chasing each other around, talking, or just lying there silently, basking in the presence of the other person. Sadly for both boys, the sky was turning dark, and the air chillier. Sasuke looked at the blonde next to him, and spoke quietly. "I have to go back home now."

Naruto was heartbroken. Sasuke was leaving him. He knew it was too good to be true. Love and kindness didn't exist for the demon brat. Naruto turned around to leave, but stopped when Sasuke grabbed his wrist in a strong (for a five-year old) grip.

"Wait!" The Uchiha looked at the blonde, determination in his eyes. "D-do you want to meet here again tomorrow?" Sasuke appeared to be a bit embarrassed, if the pink tint to his face was any clue.

Naruto was shocked. He wanted to stay friends with him? After feeling the entire truth set in, Naruto giggled a little and gave Sasuke his biggest, brightest smile. "Of course I will! And my name's Uzumaki Naruto!"

And that was the start of a friendship of a lifetime.

And that is the start of Call of the Siren! Sorry if it's bad or if there's grammar mistakes, but hey, it's just in its baby stages! Oh, and guess who the ANBU was. If you can't...well either you aren't a true Naruto fan or you just haven't watched far enough into the series!

I know it's really late, but HAPPY NEW YEAR! We're just one year closer to this world's supposed apocalypse! Hahahahaha... Personally, I think it's all just BS. And if it's real, well, I'm prepared!

Do R&R! I really want to improve the fic so it kind be somewhat decent and not just some unfinished plot bunny!

~Uchiha Umeko