This is a collaboration between myself and NejiHina4Ever. We are both extremely excited about this story and are hoping that you wonderful fanfiction readers will enjoy it along with us.
We are both very depressed to say that neither one of us owns Naruto although we have both tried for quite some time now the owners refuse to relinquish control.
If you enjoy this please check out both of our other works. Who knows maybe you'll find something you really like.
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Chapter 1: A Lost Memory
It was your typical routine for a typical morning as a young man woke up from his night slumber, his eyes itched and his back ached a little. Once again he could not sleep, there was a never perfect night, the young man just wasn't to sleep. The only time he could was in the afternoon, but even so his eyes wouldn't close. Last night he slept for five hours; it was decent, but not enough for his body.
It didn't matter and so he stood up from bed and stretched out his tired arms, yawning from an uneasy sleep and begins to make his bed. His eyes looked slightly gloomy with those bags under his eyes, nevertheless it didn't stop him from doing his chores. The young man went to his window and opened the curtains allowing the light of the sun to freely enter and light up his darkned room.
Carefully he also opened the window in order to feel the cool breeze which caused his light gray hair to flow out as the breeze died his hair slowly cascades down to rest on his back. The young man heads to the bathroom , nothing unusual as he undresses himself and enters the small room to take a shower. He closes his eyes and shivers when he felt the cool drizzle pouring on his bare shoulders and rolling down to his naked chest and such, aftter he finishes he brushes his teeth and combs his back length hair.
Grabbing a black band he ties his hair into a ponytail, going in his room to put on his clothes and looking around for something else. There was a bright shine coming from somewhere, he goes over to get his glasses and puts them on. Kabuto felt refreshed and breathes in deeply, he leaves the safety of his room and heads out. Walking along the hallway as he makes it to the living room, it seems there was no noise in the kitchen that means his roommate was not awake, yet.
Slipping on his sandals and leaves his home with basket in hand, Kabuto needed to go get the grocercies so that his roommate would cook. Heading into the forest to make his way into the village so that he can go to the nearest market, he has been wandering for a while and so far there was no opening to leave the forest. The young man was worried that he was probably walking around in circles which is why he couldn't find his way.
Minutes later he tripped on something solid that caused him to lose balance and fall, he lands on the ground with a grunt as he places both hands on the ground to support him when he starts pulling himself up. From the corner of his eye he spots a bright color; it was yellow well a little dark, but it still stands out. Looking around for his glasses he grabs them and puts it on, to his surprise it was a blond young man on the ground.
With tattered, shredded clothes, scars and bruises all over his body. Something happened to him, but as he observes this blond more carefully he notices a necklace around his neck and whiskers printed on both of his cheeks.
Could it be him? Kabuto blinks again and crawls over, looking and staring at the unconscious blond's face.
"It is Naruto-kun..." He said softly to himself, Kabuto pokes him softly, but there was no movement.
Seeing how serious this looks he decides to lift him up, he heard a painful moan and looks over. Naruto was waking up, that's a good sign, right?
"..ow... it hurts..."
"Shh, don't worry Naruto-kun. We're going to my home so I can heal you"
"..w..who is... Naruto?"
Kabuto blinks, that was shocking. Does he not know who he is? Does the blond not know who is he? Well this is strange, strange indeed. Quickly the shinobi heads off to his home to get him checked, he feared that maybe, just maybe... Naruto has lost something.
The roommate awoke with a start. His dreams of his scarred past again made him awake screaming into the shining light of the new morning. He sat up and looked around glad to see he was alone. He grabbed his clothes off of the floor and hurried into the bathroom to get ready for his day. The warm spray of the shower felt good against his skin. He reveled in the feeling of the warm water seeming to wash away all of his fears of the night before and he smiled to himself as he watched the water go down the drain.
"Never again. I swore to myself it would never happen again." He says aloud before climbing out from under the water.
He hurries about getting ready for the morning brushing his raven black hair into it's position over his left eye, and making sure that his clothes were lose enough that they didn't show anything of his body as attractive. He didn't want the attention, didn't want people to even know he was alive. He brushed his teeth and scurried out of the bathroom searching the house for Kabuto and he gave a huge sigh of relief when he found that the other man was nowhere to be found. He hated it when Kabuto had to scold him for sleeping in, it brought back to many memories of a time he never wanted to think about again let alone relieve every time he closed his violet eyes.
The man walks into the kitchen and smiles at the sunlight pouring in through the window over the sink. He walks over to it and the smile sticks as he watches the little love birds singing to each other on the edge of the pond.
His attention was taken away from all of this when he saw Kabuto coming up the path with a man in his arms. He stared at Kabuto and then to the man he was holding and gave a small startled gasp when he saw that the man being brought into the house was Izumaki Naruto. The 17 year old had been missing for almost 3 months and the people of the village were worried he may have been killed.
"This is definitely good news to the people of the village. Their hero isn't dead after all, just a little banged up. He'll heal up in no time and everything will go back to the way it used to be. People fawning over the shinobi and him turning them down every time because he was waiting for someone. Who that someone is no one knows." He walked quickly to the door and opened it so Kabuto could bring the wounded shinobi into the house and lay him in the guest room. He watched as Kabuto sprung into action hooking the other man up to what looked like a hundred machines.
" I'll leave you to your business, Kabuto and I'll go back to where I belong." He said and walked out of the room back into the kitchen so he could start breakfast for what he was sure would be a very eventful and unforgettable day.