A/N: I feel really weird starting my first yaoi fic but honestly it's been a long time coming and Naruto and Sasuke are my ultimate favorite pairing. This is going to be a slow burn telling you now and this chapter wont be too long just a plain intro. Let's start this journey together! With that let's get the boring stuff out the way and start our story!

Summary: When a spunky, backpacking blonde moves into a remote village outside the city, he doesn't know what to expect. The only thing that seems to make him feel better is his aloof neighbor who hates his guts. Maybe opposites attract after all. AU. Yaoi. NaruSasu. R&R

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the characters depicted in this story.

Intro: Coincidences

I never believed in fate or destiny.

Why, you ask?

I think it comes down to the fact that I don't like the idea of my life not being in my own hands.

We are who we are because we choose to be that way, not because our lives were already spelled out for us.

I could be wrong.

But I make my own destiny.

Coincidences? Aren't they the same thing?

Maybe.

But coincidences weave us and connect us in a way fate never could. They give us the option to see what comes next and allows us to make the life changes ourselves.

We have the choice to make a simple occurrence, a basic meeting, or a touch of a hand into something that changes us entirely.

So do I believe in coincidences?

Yeah, I guess I do.

…

Third Person POV:

This is it, huh…

A blonde head of hair lifted to look across the small street that laid in front of the lone individual. Just fresh off a city train, the rolling hills and fresh air that the countryside brought was refreshing to say the least. Yet, being stuck into a unfamiliar town filled with unfamiliar people was a little less than ideal for this young lad.

With a single box in his hands and everything his backpack could carry, he set off, letting his aquatic blue eyes roam and observe his latest surroundings.

Konoha Village. That's what the locals called it to his understanding. A small remote town outside Tokyo, hidden from civilization. With rich grasslands that seemed to go on for miles, mountains enriched with the history of the area, and a mix between modern and old-fashioned living, this foreign land was to become his new home.

How he ended up here, of all places, was beyond his basic comprehension but he assured himself to make the most of it.

Optimism was one of his strong suits after all, and even in a situation as hopeless as this one, he would still find a way to not let his smile waver.

Letting out and taking in a new breath, he fiddled with the box one more time to hold it with one hand and to use his other to hold a small piece of white paper to his face.

Shinobi Apartments, #304, hmm…

He squinted, reading the passing crumbling buildings that crossed his path. When he finally made his way to what he believed to be the correct address, he sighed with relief. Scratching the back of his head and letting his signature pearly white smile come across his perfect complexion, he entered through the front door, rather clumsily, and fell face first, the belongings of his box scattering across the floor.

This wouldn't have bothered him, if it were not for the glassy onyx eyes that met his when he lifted his head off the tile. At first, the standing stranger said nothing, his black messy spikes framing his pale skin as he watched the scene unfold with a disinterested look across his handsome features.

None of this bothered the blonde. What irked him was the condescending snicker that came from the man's throat, and the word he spoke with indifference yet complete arrogance.

"Dobe."

And with that, the stranger walked off, stepping on the lone picture that fell from the blonde's box. He left without sparing another glance at the embarrassed and fuming man on the floor, who had felt his cheeks begging to turn pink. A deep scowl attempted to set on his face, but he quickly sat up and smacked it off before gathering the little items he had and putting them back into the cardboard.

His blue eyes followed the picture, noticing the dirt marks that smudged the now wrinkled ink. Slowly he reached out and cherishly wiped the dirt and straightened it out to the best of his ability. He smiled to himself solemnly before standing up and walking over to the front desk with the same charming smile he wore when he entered.

"Hello! I'm the one moving into Apartment #304 today." He spoke with confidence oozing from his words as he put down his box and let his fingers play against the wooden stand.

"Oh, you must be Naruto Uzumaki, correct?" her voice containing a note of sympathy that he caught but chose to ignore.

"Uh, yeah that's me." Naruto smiled as he watched the receptionist look through the mountains of paper that laid on the desk.

"I must apologize on behalf of the building owner, who isn't here to greet you today." She said quietly as she looked at the paper with Naruto's information, before nodding and grabbing a single set of keys and holding them out to him.

"It's okay, I understand. And it gives me the opportunity to form my own idea of this place." He mumbled as he grabbed them and looked around before sending her another heart stopping grin and thanked her for her time.

Naruto once again collected his things and made his way to the elevator in the middle of the lobby. Pressing the old buttons, he felt the machine go up to the third floor shakily and was more than relieved when it came to a stop, stepping off the unsafe death trap happily.

Leisurely walking down at his pace, he made his way to the front of his door. Feeling his throat tighten, he gulped loudly before turning the key into the lock and hearing the 'click', he turned the knob and let the door swing open in front of him.

The apartment was small, tidy and overall organized. Some various belongings laid here and there, a small yellow couch in the center of it all faced in front of a prehistoric television. Naruto let his feet drag him in, admiring the walls with a sense of curiosity and sadness. He reached in his box once more, grabbing the photograph and smiling to the faces that smiled back.

I'm finally here. You were waiting for me all this time, to find this place, and to know who you are.

He lifted his head and grinned to himself, ignoring the tears that begun to swell in his celestial aqua orbs.

Don't worry. I will know who you are.

I will.

…

Unpacking came easy to Naruto. He only had so few belongings but he cherished them none the less. He was more happy to change out of his orange track-suit that he wore since he came to Japan. Sniffing it, he let out a face of disgust and entered the shower.

Using his almost empty travel size shampoo, he let it scrub into his scalp until he washed the musky smell out. How he loved the domestic bliss he was away from for far too long.

After taking care of that, he changed into his only other pair of sweats and black tee. Naruto let out a sigh as he walked through the apartment.

Although tidy, the space has shown years of neglect with dust coming in every corner causing him to sneeze.

His face showed determination and he searched desperately for old cleaning supplies through the wooden cabinets.

For hours, he cleaned desperately until the sun began to set outside the window that reached out to the country.

The house was now dust free to his glee, and he wiped the sweat that began to form on his brow. The blonde's stomach began to growl viciously and with that he grabbed his shoes, set of keys, and his almost empty wallet and left out the door.

When he turned to lock It, his eyes turned to the other green door that sat next to his.

This must be my neighbor…

With an idea forming in his head, he walked over before ringing the doorbell. He kept his eyes downcast as the door opened and he introduced himself.

"Yo! I'm your new neighbor, Naruto Uzumaki. I hope we can get along in the future." He spoke with his head bowed to the stranger. He was pretty happy with himself, but his ears caught the sound of something.

A snicker.

Unwillingly, he lifted his eyes of the floor and raised them to see the indifferent face of the man he met earlier that same day.

"Y-You..."Naruto stuttered pointing at the annoyed raven's face.

The cold man grabbed the front door, smirked evilly, and slammed it shut in front of the blondes face, whose nose was hit from the blow.

Holding his nose and groaning, he sent his angriest glares through the wood, the only thing keeping him from killing the mysterious, rude person who lived on the other side.

I know one thing. I hope I never have to see him again.

Naruto suddenly stopped as he walked out the building.

But still…what a coincidence.

A/N: I know this chapter is really short but it's more of a introduction than a real chapter so don't fret! Naruto's past will be revealed more as the story goes on. I hope you guys want me to continue this story so please tell me what you think! Thanks for reading!:)

Preview: "So you're Sasuke, eh?" the nervous blonde muttered with a curious look in his eye and a small smile.

"What's it to you, dobe?"