Hey thanks for coming by! I updated this story first because it has entranced me. I am working on the other one, just takes a little more time because I have to ensure the plot time line and stuff works. :)

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"Nii-san, nii-san!" a young black haired boy yelled as he clamored up the stairs, huffing and puffing as small legs took each step quickly but carefully. He reached the top of the stairs and called out again, "Nii-san!" Small round black eyes peered down the hall, then feet took off down the hallway, passing several doors before stopping at a large oak door. The little boy grabbed the knob, pushing the door open, "Nii-san! Guess what!?" the boy shrieked with excitement clear in his voice.

A tall dark older figure turned in his chair to face the red flushed little boy, a small smile apparent on his older face, dark eyes focusing on the boy that was racing towards him. He held his arms out, an invitation for the small lad to come forward.

The dark haired boy ran up to the elderly figure, stopped between his knees, his eyes looking up, sparkling with glee, cheeks flushed from running and lips parted as he let out heavy breaths.

"Woah otouto, woah. Calm down, catch your breath and tell me what is so important that you had to yell all throughout the house while you certainly knew where I was." The elder gave a gentle smile and ruffled the young boys black locks.

"Nii-san, nii-san…you…you…won't believe!" The young lad panted out between breaths, "I-I finally…did it! I did it!" A large smile crossed the face of the black eyed lad as he rocked on his heels, obviously beaming with excitement.

"Oh? Do tell my little otouto," the elder replied and he leaned back in his chair.

"Watch! Watch!" the little boy replied as he scrunched his eyes shut, clenching his fists and his lips pinched together.

The elder figure smirked as he watched his little brother. "Careful otouto, you don't want to break something…"

Sasuke opened his eyes suddenly and gave a slight gasp while his dream started to fade into a fog. He closed his eyes again and waited. Several minutes past until he let out a big sigh and ran his hands through his hair. He laid on his back and stared at the ceiling, grasping at the small remnants of his dream. He stretched his arms over his head and sighed again. The dream, or memory he should call it, hasn't shown itself for some time. Sasuke couldn't remember the last time he dreamt of his memories. Why now? Shaking it off as some random phenomenon, Sasuke looked over at his digital clock, then sat up and prepared himself for his morning routine. It was Saturday, technically not a work day, but he found going into the office on a day like today, peaceful. Only a handful of staff came in on the weekend to work on any projects under a tight timeline, therefore Sasuke enjoyed the quiet atmosphere, where he knew he could work undisturbed on any time sensitive documents. He made his way to the washroom to shower and get ready for the day.

Sasuke arrived at the office later that morning, dressed smart and casual, coffee in hand and briefcase in the other. Nodding at the security who was in the building 24-7, he boarded his elevator to the top floor where his office was located. When he arrived at the floor, it was not surprising to find Jugo already there, with several documents in his arm. Sasuke nodded to Jugo while walking by and Jugo fell into step behind him. Upon entering his office, Sasuke placed his briefcase on his desk and stepped to the large bay windows looking out while taking a sip of his coffee. He took a deep breath and relaxed his shoulders. His dream this morning was still touching the tips of his subconscious, and he pinched his lips together, contemplating the memories. He could not grasp why this memory popped up, he hasn't thought of the past for god knows how long.

"Sasuke-sama?" Jugo spoke up.

Sasuke took another sip of his coffee. "Hn," he responded, indicating that he had heard Jugo behind him, but not turning around.

"Something bothering you?" Jugo asked, as he placed the folders down on Sasuke's desk.

Sasuke sighed, holding his coffee cup with both hands, as he stared out the window, not focusing on anything. Sasuke then shook his head and turned around. "No, nothing yet," he responded and walked to his desk. "Let's get through these documents to see what is going on." And with that he sat in his office chair and opened his briefcase.

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"Mom! Mom!" A blond haired boy ran down a walkway across a yard and up the porch steps of a modest style home. "Mom! Mom!" the boy continued to call out as he opened the screen door to go into the home. In his haste, he tripped over the small lip of the door and tumbled to his knees in the front entrance way. "OW!" he cried out but scrambled back up to his feet, kicking his shoes off and running towards the kitchen. "MOM!"

"Oh goodness, what is all the noise about?!" A slender long red haired woman spoke out as she finished drying a dish and putting it a cupboard.

"Mom… mom!" Cried out the blond hair boy as he ran into her legs, wrapping his arms around her legs and pushing his face into her thigh. He squeezed her legs tight and his body trembled against her.

"Shh…shh, what happened baby?" She ran a hand down the blond locks, trying to comfort the boy.

"Mommmm…they…they…*hic*…mommy…" the boy kept his face in her thigh as his body trembled.

The woman moved to kneel by the small boy, pulling him into her arms, "shh...shh..you're okay now, what happened baby?" she asked again as she hugged him tight, holding his head and rubbing his back.

Sobs continued as the boy cried into her shoulder. He hiccupped as he tried to form words, but all that could be heard clearly was mom or mommy.

She continued to hold him, rubbing his back and planting soft kisses on top of his head, waiting patiently for the boy to calm down enough to talk to her.

"Mom…they…they w-wanted to-to take m-me…*sniff*" the blond little boy sniffled into her shoulder. He trembled and hiccupped sobs, "so s-scary…mommy…"

The red haired woman stiffened and she gasped quietly. She squeezed her eyes together while rocking the boy. "Who baby? Who scared you?"

"…dunno…*hic* s-scary scary guys," the boy hugged harder, "their eyes…so scary."

The red haired woman pulled back from the boy, she grasped each of his cheeks with her hands and stared into the boys watery blue eyes. Her green eyes roamed around the boy's face as her thumbs stroked the chubby cheeks. She kissed his forehead, "it's okay baby, shh…it's okay… are they gone now?"

A small fisted hand wiped at his eyes as he nodded his head, "yes mommy…"

Naruto gasped in a breath of air as his eyes flew open, his heart beating against his chest as he felt fear pulsing through his body. His hands fisted on his chest as he took in several breaths, eyes scanning the room, his lips quivering as he felt the familiar tingle in his eyes. He squinted his eyes hard, willing the tears to go away and he fought to get his breathing under control. He let out a few trembling breaths and blinked his eyes, trying to focus on the room. He watched as his dream fluttered out of his reach, a few flashes of what he was dreaming teasing him as they faded. What was that? He asked himself, as he brought a hand to his forehead, testing to see if he had a fever. Seemed so real… seemed like it was me living that dream. Naruto closed his eyes. It wasn't possible, he never knew his parents, his earliest memories were of the orphanage, and they even told him he was there since infancy. Some of the crueler staff would remind him of how he was not wanted by anyone; left in a box by the garbage cans, floating in a basket down the river, sold to the home for drug money, and the stories would go on, none of them pleasant. What made it worse is how the other children would pick up on these horrible sayings and continue throwing the cruel jeers at Naruto when no adults were around. Naruto closed his eyes and sighed. Those days were done. He looked over at his clock and knowing he wouldn't be able to sleep any longer, decided to get up and make himself some breakfast.

Naruto didn't bother taking off his sleep attire of pajama pants and tee as he wandered to his kitchenette. Since it was a Saturday and he didn't work weekends, he decided to make it a "jammy day" since he had no plans. As he drank back a large glass of orange juice, he unconsciously scratched his stomach after hearing the growl of hunger. "Ouch!" he cried out and pulled his hand away from his stomach swiftly with discomfort. Eyebrows frowned as Naruto lifted his shirt to inspect his torso while placing his glass down on the counter. Angry red marks went parallel across his stomach just above his navel, looking like scratch marks and Naruto mouthed, what the fuck? He cautiously poked at the inflamed area with his fingers and hissed as a ping of pain was the result. "Jezuzz! What the heck did I do now?" he exclaimed to himself. Naturally there was nobody to respond as Naruto continued to tilt his head and examine the marks. "Must have happened while I slept," Naruto told himself and lowered his shirt. Naruto knew that he could be a wild sleeper, as he had been informed by his old friends and previous guardian. He scratched the back of his head and decided to make some food, as his stomach continued to make noise of displeasure.

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Sasuke sat back in his office chair and sighed. The day had been exhausting but productive. He rolled his neck to release the built up tension and swiveled his chair to look out the windows. The sun was going down leaving brilliant orange and red hews in the sky, but Sasuke didn't notice. He began to think of the night past and the loud, quick tempered, and practically annoying blond that came to his table.

The first thing he noticed was the eyes. Brilliant Caribbean ocean blue with long blond lashes to highlight them. Next was the full pouty pink lips, always moving into a smile or being nibbled on by the blonde's teeth. But the unforgettable aroma that emanated from the blond was what entranced Sasuke in a millisecond. The fragrance fluttered through Sasuke's mind, tickling awake a host of emotions he had never ever felt in his life before and therefore he was instantly on guard. Unfamiliar with the new emotions, Sasuke found his anger seeping out and lashing out at the blond and his associates. Anger is what he understood. He knew how grasp it, control it and then release it. And most importantly, he felt safe behind it. He felt he was doing the right thing when he lashed out at the blond and was able to get him to leave. It wasn't until the blond had left that a new emotion bubbled up. He felt… something… something pushing and pulling on the inside walls of his mind, and an unfamiliar pain that could only be described as a wail. The harsh pull on his mentality left him momentarily breathless, and he had held his fist to his chest as he struggled to catch his breath. Jugo had practically flew across the table, coming to kneel by Sasuke with his eyes scanning all over Sasuke looking for any injury. Not wanting to cause a scene in the pub, Sasuke waved Jugo away and started to fake some coughs, making like he choked on his drink. When he had caught his breath, he leaned his elbows on the table while he rubbed his temples and analyzed what had just happened. The discomfort was still there, but not as sharp. He could not identify all the feelings that emerged but once again felt the pull pierce his mind that originally left him breathless. "Jugo, we need to go," was all he said as he got up, grabbed his jacket and headed out of the pub.

The pull was there in his mind, urging and pushing him to go forward to a destination that he didn't know. Sasuke fought the pull, but admitted he was curious on where he may end up. He let the pull lead him, but he was on guard and cautious. He caught a scent. It was same fragrance the blond gave but it was mixed with others. Blood, sweat and fear. Sasuke inhaled again, thinking he may be wrong, but a new scent came as well. One of sewer, filth and lust. Sasuke snorted out the foul smell and scented the air again for the blonde's. The scents were all twirled together and Sasuke could not suppress a growl that released deep from his chest. He hand signaled for Jugo to take another route while he continued straight on to his pulls destination.

When Sasuke came to the mouth of the dark alley, he felt his anger surge and killer intent ravage through his mind. The fear that radiated off the blond while the filth contaminated him had Sasuke grind his teeth, rearing back his instincts to rip the flesh off the filth's bones alive. He hand signaled Jugo, who had appeared at the other end of the alley and in form, to make the move.

"Sasuke-sama," Jugo called from the door, "are you alright?"

Sasuke was shaken out of his thoughts as he turned to look at Jugo. He wasn't sure what he was feeling, there was something about the blond that riled up unfamiliar emotions, something about his scent that triggered a feeling that stirred something deep within. Sasuke couldn't name what it was but knew he didn't like it, as it was unfamiliar territory for him. Inducing sleep and a memory block was the procedure for all his kind to do this day in age in order to protect their race, and he has done it with ease in hundreds of situations with no remorse. Until now.

"I'm tired," Sasuke snapped out, "I'm going home. See you Monday." Sasuke grabbed his briefcase and headed to the elevator. He had to think things out.

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Naruto cleaned up his breakfast dishes and sat on his couch propping open his laptop that laid on the coffee table. As the machine booted up, he absentmindedly rubbed his stomach again, suddenly flinching with a whine. Right, forgot about that, yeesh. Naruto laid back against the back of the couch and thought about the night past. Karin was at least nice, Jugo probably is nice but quiet, but that dark haired bastard was such an ass! Thinks he is so perfect with his perfect styled hair, his perfect clothes, his pretty cobalt eyes, yeesh! Such as ass…Naruto continued grumbling to himself. "Oh yeah! I got Karin's number!" Naruto smiled to himself as he stood to go gather his phone and then stopped mid-step. "That's funny… where is my phone?" Naruto went into his room, checking the night table, his bed, the floor and even his closet. "Huh!? Maybe I left it by the door…" Naruto proceeded back out to the open area, to find no phone. No phone by the door, not on the table, kitchen… in the couch? Naruto went through everywhere he could possible think but no phone. "Okay Uzumaki, think!" He sat down, elbows on his knees and his chin resting on his hands. He knew he had it when he was at the pub, he recalls Karin telling him her number and entering it into his phone. He came straight home afterwards, he is certain he did, how else would he end up in his bed this morning? Naruto squeezed his eyes and thought about after he left Karin. He recalled looking at his phone to see the time and picking up speed so not to miss the last train. Then what? His next memory is waking up in bed this morning. Shit! He must have dropped it sometime after running for the train, or worse, left it on the train! Though he doesn't recall getting on the train, but Naruto knew that sometimes doing the same old routines were so monotonous and automatic that those memories just faded out, as if the brain is telling you it isn't worth remembering. Naruto then slouched into the chair. "Dammit!" he gruffed out loud into the apartment and slammed his fists onto the chair arms. He huffed out for a few minutes, teeth clenched, feeling angry more at himself than anything, before he took a deep breath and sighed. "Might as well go check the station to see if anyone turned it in…" Naruto knew it was a long shot, but he wouldn't feel good unless he attempted some sort of rescue plan for his phone. He got up to get dressed, already knowing that the chances of finding it was going to be short of a miracle.

Backtracking his regular route to the trains he took, Naruto rode to the station. No luck there, nobody had handed in any phones. He proceeded to back track to the pub where he was the night prior, keeping his eyes on the ground. He came around a corner to find yellow police tape stretched from an alleyway entrance, across the sidewalk and stopping at the street. The tape then turned to make an area look like a square that showed no entrance to the alley, or near the entrance for that matter, was allowed. Naruto raised an eyebrow as he looked at the alley and walked around the yellow tape. 'Shit, this is near the pub! Wonder what happened? Yellow tape is never good news,' he wondered to himself. As he peeked down the alleyway, he could see a couple police cars parked and a few officers going over the area, taking pictures and the little yellow numbers situated on the ground in a few areas used to indicate evidence. Naruto shuttered, he didn't want to think about what happened here and he continued to the pub several doors down.

Naruto came out of the pub looking beat. The pub employees had not seen a lost phone nor had one been turned in. Naruto was bummed, looking as if he lost his best friend. 'Probably never see Karin again either, since she said she hadn't been in this city long.' Naruto shoved his hands into his pockets, shoulders slouched, he lowered his head and walked back the way he came. "Fucking sucks," he muttered to himself.

As he sat on the train wallowing in his own pity, he watched the sun go down in the distance, producing vibrant red and orange colours. Normally he would enjoy the beautiful colours, but currently he just couldn't feel it. As the train neared his stop, he moved from his seat to the door to wait for the train to stop. The train jerked suddenly near the stop and Naruto felt a hard shove from behind him. He gasped as he felt the sudden onslaught of being compressed. Instantly he felt as if his chest was being squeezed and he couldn't take in a breath. His vision went black and he felt heat on cheek with a throaty voice whispering, "…my little one…" Naruto was overcome with fear and couldn't move. He couldn't breath. He couldn't speak. The panic overflowed his senses as he felt faint. "…ey…" He heard a voice again, he trembled and tried to breath. "…ey…u…kay? ….si…" He couldn't take it anymore as he felt the darkness take him.

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Sasuke boarded the train, annoyed that he didn't drive. Though he hated the traffic, stop and go, stop and go, ugh! Just the thought annoyed him. He was thankful the train wasn't too busy and decided to stand in an underpopulated corner. He pulled his phone out to check his emails to pass the time, when a flash of blond hair caught his eye. His eyes peered through the crowd and he felt his heart rate jump when he realized it was the blond that had been plaguing his thoughts most of the day. Sasuke grit his teeth together, instantly angry with his heart for acting that way. He turned to look at his phone again but couldn't keep from sneaking glances every so often. He snorted at himself. This was ridiculous. Then he felt that pull again, something stirring deep in his mind and he couldn't help himself as he sniffed the air. The air was cramped with dozens of smells, but Sasuke knew which one was the blonde's. 'There!' His heart thumped as the smell tickled his nose and filled his senses. Sasuke closed his eyes and felt the euphoria float through his mind. 'There was something about this…this…' Sasuke opened his eyes quickly and snorted. 'What the hell!' Sasuke was furious with himself. 'What the fuck is going on?!' Not only was he furious but he was fuming that he was confused. He does not get confused! Sasuke grunted and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He heard the announcement of a stop coming up and saw the blond move from his seat. He shifted his position so he was hidden behind some people and peeked at the blonde's movements. He watched as the blond stood at the door, waiting for the slowing train to come to a stop. Sasuke looked back at his cell phone, determined to forget about said blond. As the train jerked, Sasuke gripped tighter on the rail and continued to read his emails. A scent all too familiar slapped his senses and he whipped his head around to where he last saw the blond. His eyes widened when he saw what he scented. Fear. The blond was white as a ghost, a tear trickled down a cheek and his body trembled violently. He looked to be having troubles breathing and Sasuke shot off down the aisle. He shouldered people out of the way, muttering excuse me as best he could, not letting the blond out of his sight. He struggled as he saw a random person touch the blonde's shoulder and try to shake him. Sasuke's lips curled up over his teeth, his eyes squeezed to slits as he watched someone lay a hand on the blond. He let out a deep growl and people suddenly moved aside, eyes wide as they let Sasuke pass. As the blonde's eyes slipped closed and his body began to collapse, Sasuke managed to reach out and grab hold of the now limp and unconscious blond and gather him into his arms.

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